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Title: Paean of Praise
Author: ALF
Pairing: Don/Charlie
Rating: R
Word Count: 380
Summary: Charlie admires Don
Disclaimer: Not mine, not profiting
A/N: See author's comments at the end of the story. AU and a sequel to California Dreamin'
Charlie is sitting on the back porch, bundled up in his big jacket; clutching a mug of hot chocolate and watching Don chop wood for their fire. Even though the temperature is close to freezing, Don is stripped to his muscle shirt, body gleaming with sweat as he works the ax. Charlie shifts a little in his seat, turned on by the view and the memories.
At different times, he is obsessed with different parts of Don's body. Currently, his hands are occupying Charlie's imagination. Not that he doesn't love Don's cock, the hard, thick length filling him, giving him unimaginable pleasure. Or the feel of Don's taut ass under him, Charlie's cock returning the pleasure. And that mouth. Whether it is licking, kissing or sucking him, Charlie enjoys Don's mouth on him. He eyes the red lips, parted as Don breathes heavily from his exertions. That mouth has given Charlie great pleasure.
But the hands. Don has such graceful hands, yet they can be deadly too. Charlie remembers those hands bloodied from taking on bullies for Charlie when they were kids, has seen them handle a gun or a baseball bat with equal ease. They have danced across a piano, providing sweet music. But Charlie loves Don's hands best of all when they are on him, giving him pleasure. They caress him knowingly, teasing and tantalizing him, unerringly finding all his hot spots. They stroke his cock with just the right amount of pressure, or glide deep in his ass, opening him for Don's cock, rubbing his prostate, sending Charlie spiraling over the edge into orgasm.
Yes, today, Charlie is obsessing over Don‘s hands. He can hardly wait for Don to finish chopping the wood, so that they can go inside and share a shower, allowing Charlie to feel Don's hands on him again. Just that thought is enough to make Charlie shudder, cock hard inside his jeans, as he wonders how much longer Don is going to make him wait. And then Don looks over at him and gives him that special smile, the one that makes Charlie's knees weak and his stomach fill with butterflies and he knows it won't be much longer now. Don can't resist Charlie for long, any more than Charlie can resist Don.
Author: ALF
Pairing: Don/Charlie
Rating: R
Word Count: 380
Summary: Charlie admires Don
Disclaimer: Not mine, not profiting
A/N: See author's comments at the end of the story. AU and a sequel to California Dreamin'
Charlie is sitting on the back porch, bundled up in his big jacket; clutching a mug of hot chocolate and watching Don chop wood for their fire. Even though the temperature is close to freezing, Don is stripped to his muscle shirt, body gleaming with sweat as he works the ax. Charlie shifts a little in his seat, turned on by the view and the memories.
At different times, he is obsessed with different parts of Don's body. Currently, his hands are occupying Charlie's imagination. Not that he doesn't love Don's cock, the hard, thick length filling him, giving him unimaginable pleasure. Or the feel of Don's taut ass under him, Charlie's cock returning the pleasure. And that mouth. Whether it is licking, kissing or sucking him, Charlie enjoys Don's mouth on him. He eyes the red lips, parted as Don breathes heavily from his exertions. That mouth has given Charlie great pleasure.
But the hands. Don has such graceful hands, yet they can be deadly too. Charlie remembers those hands bloodied from taking on bullies for Charlie when they were kids, has seen them handle a gun or a baseball bat with equal ease. They have danced across a piano, providing sweet music. But Charlie loves Don's hands best of all when they are on him, giving him pleasure. They caress him knowingly, teasing and tantalizing him, unerringly finding all his hot spots. They stroke his cock with just the right amount of pressure, or glide deep in his ass, opening him for Don's cock, rubbing his prostate, sending Charlie spiraling over the edge into orgasm.
Yes, today, Charlie is obsessing over Don‘s hands. He can hardly wait for Don to finish chopping the wood, so that they can go inside and share a shower, allowing Charlie to feel Don's hands on him again. Just that thought is enough to make Charlie shudder, cock hard inside his jeans, as he wonders how much longer Don is going to make him wait. And then Don looks over at him and gives him that special smile, the one that makes Charlie's knees weak and his stomach fill with butterflies and he knows it won't be much longer now. Don can't resist Charlie for long, any more than Charlie can resist Don.
Author's Notes
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Date: 2007-07-15 10:12 am (UTC)Great drabble.
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