Hank x Manny

Swiss Army Man

2nd Fanfic

Hank and Manny were sitting quietly against two tree stumps, outside one cool evening, not saying much. Things had been a bit awkward for Hank since last night. They had a rather intimate conversation about love and sex, more in depth than usual. Manny always had so many questions about everything. He felt a little awkward because last night he had started having strange feelings and thoughts about Manny. Feelings he didn't quite understand, or rather was too afraid to understand. But they have spent at least a couple of weeks together. Literally tied together by garments of clothes and fabrics they had found to more conveniently carry him on his back as they traveled around the forest.

Hank knew that they were bonding and becoming close. How could they not? It had been just the two of them for so long it seemed. To make matters worse, Hank had a sex dream about Manny last night. He couldn't help but see Manny in a new light after that dream, and he couldn't keep his mind from wandering back to the naughty dream that made him feel some sort of way. A way he had never felt before about a guy. Or… corpse of a guy.

"Hank? Did I say something wrong?" Manny asked, looking at Hank, sitting several feet away from him. "You haven't been talking very much, and I was wondering if I said something or did something wrong. You can tell me, if I did. I just want to fix it… I feel like there is something stuck between us."

Hank looked up at Manny. "No, I'm just… lost in thought. There's a lot going on in my head today..."

"Like what, Hank?" He asked, probably not going to let the subject go any time soon.

"I don't wanna talk about it…" He buried his face in his hands and sighed.

"Can I see Sarah again?" Manny asked. Hank pulled out his phone and went to power it on, but Manny Interrupted.

"No, I mean can you dress up as Sarah again? I miss her…"

"Manny, you saw her just yesterday, remember?" Hank said, sounding a tad irritated and putting his phone away. He didn't understand why he was feeling jealous of Sarah. He WAS Sarah. At least the Sarah Manny got to know. Sure, he didn't look quite like her, but he felt Manny liked her for who she was, and not just what she looked like. That was the saving grace for Hank's feelings and ego, yet he wished he would just forget about her sometimes.

Manny didn't reply to Hank, he just sat there. "Manny? I'm sorry, I just don't feel like dressing up right now…And sometimes it's good to take a break from seeing someone. You don't want to burn yourself out, or get bored of her. 'Diminishing returns' or whatever…"

"I could never get bored of her. She is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen," Manny said with a smile forming on his dry lips. Jealousy pumped through Hank's veins and he stood up abruptly, leaving Manny propped up against the stump. "Where are you going?"

"I just gotta get some air…" Hank walked away, trying to shake his feelings of jealousy. It was so uncomfortable. He could just tell him how he feels… but he didn't know how he felt. But he hated the thought of him loving Sarah so much and regretted showing her to him at all. Was he falling in love with Manny? But he's a corpse. He thought, but wasn't sure if Manny even existed or if he was just inventing him to cope with being so alone and loveless. Either way, he didn't care. This was his reality now, and he rather have Manny, than be alone. Even if it meant befriending a corpse, or half-dead guy, and possible heartbreak from unrequited love.

After some time, he wandered back to the stumps they had been sitting at. As he walked back, his heart started pounding and he had a nervous feeling in his stomach. He took a deep breath and put on the wig, and her attire. He sighed and forced a smile. "Hi, Manny."

"Sarah!" Manny exclaimed happily. The sun was setting now, becoming a bit dark. The lighting making the two of them look beautiful. Hank didn't say anything, he just walked close to Manny and sat next to him with a serious and far away expression in his eyes. "Sarah, what's wrong? Aren't you happy to see me?" Manny asked her, awaiting a response.

Hank was silent and he scooted closer to Manny. Without thinking, grabbed Manny's face, turning it towards him, locking eyes with each other. Hank as Sarah slowly moved in and kissed Manny on the lips. It was their first kiss. Hank's heart was pounding so hard he wondered if Manny could somehow feel it. Hank's face was beet red as they pulled away. At this time, Manny could move his arms just a little, but couldn't stand or sit up by himself. For some reason, Hank thought it was hot that Manny couldn't really do anything by himself. He enjoyed doing it all for Manny. But something dark inside him liked the idea of Manny being completely immobilized. As they kissed roughly. Hank felt so alive and happy as they frenched. Manny slipped his tongue into his mouth without needing any instruction. This turned Hank on even more. He felt like he couldn't become more turned on, that he was at his absolute limit. He wanted to fuck him.

As they kissed, Hank's wig was sliding off. Hank pulled away to fix the wig in place and continued kissing Manny roughly. Manny tipped over onto his back and Hank continued kissing him, now on top of Manny, kissing his face, and his neck.

"Ahh.. Hank- I mean-Sarah" Manny moaned out slightly as Hank kissed along his throat. He caught Manny say his name, even though he corrected himself right after. He thought maybe Manny was thinking of Hank and not Sarah. The wig was not cooperating so Hank had to keep pulling away to fix it. "S-Sorry…" Hank whispered, giggling awkwardly in his gentler 'Sarah' voice.

"Take it off," Manny said, panting as he tried to catch his breath, the excitement of making out seeming to take his breath away. Hank went to take off his Sarah shirt and he was Interrupted by Manny.

"No- I mean the wig. I want you to take the wig off," Manny clarified. Hank felt butterflies in his stomach and his heart fluttered. He ripped off the wig and kissed him again, to his astonishment, even more excited than before.

Still on top of Manny, he noticed how hard Manny was, his rock hard cock pressing on Hank's groin underneath him. He slowly rocked back and forth, grinding their privates together through their pants. Hank let out a breathy moan as Manny watched his face making an erotic and pleasured expressions. "Ah… Hank…" Manny Finally uttered his name. His name and NOT Sarah's. He was so thrilled and it made him feel so hot, that Manny wanted HIM in that moment. He saw red, and was finding it harder and harder to hold back.

Hank began grinding more vigorously, feeling as if he may cum in his pants just from dry humping Manny. It felt so good, and he felt pleasure building as he grinded against his dick. He couldn't remember how long it had been since he was this horny. Without warning, he got off Manny briefly, and flipped him over onto his stomach, holding Manny's arms against his back, in a hand cuffed position. He held Manny's wrists together, restraining him. Manny's chest and face resting on the log, holding him slightly upright on his knees, but in more of a 'doggy style' position.

"Hank? W-What are you doing?" Manny asked in a surprised tone. Hank didn't say anything. He pulled down Manny's pants and inserted a finger into Manny's ass, feeling for his prostate. "Ah-!" Manny let out a sharp noise but couldn't move very well, especially since Hank was sitting on the back of his legs, to hold him in place, leaning over the log. "Nnn! H-Hank, what are you-" Manny asked, as Hank added another finger. "A-Ah…!" Manny let sharp noises escape from his mouth.

Hank couldn't take it anymore. He wanted to fuck Manny NOW. He thrusted his fingers in and out of Manny's virgin ass vigorously, spitting on his fingers to lube them up a bit. "Hank- wait! I-I don't know how to do this!" Manny exclaimed, sounding unsure and scared, surprised at Hank's sudden dominant demeanor.

"No, you are great. Just stay here like this…" Again, with little warning, Hank pulled out his dripping, throbbing cock, and pushed it inside of Manny. Manny's insides were not quite warm, and it made Hank think about what he was doing. Was he actually fucking a corpse? He wasn't sure, but it was way too late to turn back now, he was already balls deep into Manny's tight ass.

"Ahh! Hank! No!" Manny winced as it slowly slid in. He waited a moment to let Manny get used to the girth.

"Is this okay?" Hank asked him in a moment of clarity, suddenly caring about Manny's feelings again.

"Nnn! Ah! It feels… strange! So big… inside of me..!" He gasped as Hank started thrusting in and out slowly, the full length of his cock going in and out, his pelvis smacking against Manny's ass with each thrust. Manny was still rock hard. As Hank thrusted, he started jerking off Manny's cock and Manny's pained moans turned into moans of pleasure with every thrust and stroke. "Ah! Hank! Ahhh!" Manny groaned. Hank thrusted harder and faster, still holding Manny's hands behind his back with one hand, and with the other hand, pulling his hair tightly into his fist. Manny's head being pulled back with force as he was being fucked harder by Hank. "H-Hank! Mmmm! So.. so good…!" Manny bit his lip as his chest scraped back and forth against the tree stump he was leaning over.

Hank couldn't believe this was happening, and let out sultry moans as well. Hank's hand let go of his hair and then grabbed his cock and started to jerk him off "Hank! Hank! I'm about to-" before he could finish his sentence, cum squirted out of his dick as he let out an intense moan, slouching over more, his face resting on the stump as he panted heavily.

'That was fast,' Hank thought. Manny must have been close to cumming before he even touched his cock. Hank continued to thrust, trying to reach his own climax. "Mm! Ahhh! Nnn….!" Manny moaned continuously. Hank thought it was so sexy. After a few more thrusts, he cums deep inside of Manny, filling up his insides with a huge load of cum. It had been months since he had come. He pulled out of Manny and gently pushed him into a resting position, on the ground again.

"Umm.. sorry… I… don't know what came over me…" Hank suddenly felt a wave of shame flow through his entire being. It felt heavy like an elephant. Manny probably didn't want to get fucked like that, especially his first time. It was Hank's own selfishness that made him be so rough with him. "I'm so sorry, Manny. I'm so so sorry, please forgive me… I should have asked… if you even wanted to do that." Hank felt tears of guilt form in his eyes and he turned away from him, hiding his face.

"Hank, it's okay. It hurt at first… but then it felt really good!" Manny said reassuringly.

"Yeah, but I should have asked you first. You didn't deserve that. I'm so selfish. I'm sorry! I couldn't control myself…" Hank said as he started to cry, feeling dirty and wrong.

"No, no! It's fine Hank. But I have a question… was that sex? Did I finally have sex?" Manny asked happily, but trying not to sound too excited, just in case that wasn't sex.

"Y-Yeah, that was sex.." Hank smiled, wiping away his tears. Manny smiled to the sky and laid there looking pleased and proud.

"I finally had sex… and it was with my best friend Hank," He said lustfully, looking at Hank lovingly. Suddenly, the weight had lifted a bit from his chest and he sighed with relief. He was so worried he had brutally raped his best friend and was so glad to know it wasn't all bad for him. Hank laid down next to Manny, his head resting on Manny's chest. "Hank, thank you for showing me what sex was…" Manny said sweetly.

"No, thank you… it was …my first time too. Well, with a guy. I've done it with girls a couple times, but that was a whole different experience…" Hank replied, underplaying just how different it was and how excited he was that Manny didn't hate him and sex after this less than gentle experience.

"Hank?"

"Yeah, Manny?"

"Next time we have sex, can we try it the other way around?" Manny asked casually. Hank looked at him, butterflies fluttering in his stomach as he imagined Manny trying to fuck him. He wanted to, but would have to find a good way to do it. The idea excited him. Maybe he would even dress up like Sarah as they did it? The possibilities seemed endless, for this was only the beginning.

The end :)