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Nathan had a bad feeling about the plan from the moment he realized what Sully wanted them to do. It was crazy. It was idiotic. It was sure to fail. It was also their best bet at getting on that plane. So, like the good little helper that he’d become, Nate said nothing. He just grumbled to himself and looked on at his Partner with apprehension as they made their way to the car before them. He hopped in, cramming himself against Sully in a flurry to get in before anyone could see them. As soon as the trunk closed he realized what a huge mistake he made.
Darkness engulfed them along with a supercharged heat from the tropical weather and the warm body pressed flushed against his. Nate’s heart pounded in his chest. A tingle shot down to his fingers and toes, lingering there in a sickly way. His chest clenched tight, making his breath come in short shallow pants. A cold sweat broke out on his forehead, despite feeling like a million degrees. If they weren’t in complete darkness, he could’ve sworn he’d even have dark spots clouding the corner of his vision.
“Fuck.” Nate spat out as he tried prying his body away from Sully’s only to slam into the wall of the trunk. His knees creaked and ached, begging to be stretched out to their full length rather than all crammed at an odd angle. The twinge in his chest grew tenfold.
“What?” Sully whispered. Nate vaguely acknowledged that he was being far too loud for the situation, his breathing as well as his voice. But at the moment he hardly cared. If they got caught, then at least he’d be out of this tiny little hell hole.
“It’s- It’s a little tight.” He replied, trying and failing to calm his breathing.
“You’re claustrophobic?” Sully said incredulously.
“No.” Or at least he didn’t think so. He’d never had a problem like this before. He also had never been in a situation quite like this before either.
“Then calm down.” Sully shifted his body, perhaps trying to give Nate room to breathe. But there was no room here. They were still touching, only now with tiny gaps here and there. Nate was grateful for those gaps.
“Can’t.” He gasped, squeezing his hands into tight fists to try and take his mind anywhere else but the coffin he was currently in. “Distract me.”
“Distract you?” Sully asked with that all too familiar snarky tone to his voice. If Nate wasn’t in his current state he might even roll his eyes at it. “With what?”
“Anything.” He said, ignoring the hint of desperation in his voice. “Please.”
“Fine.” The long pause felt like an eternity. Then, “I’m sorry about your brother, you know.”
“Don’t.” Nathan didn’t want to hear about that again. He was still feeling all sorts of ways about his Brother’s death and how he found out about it. He especially didn’t want to hear about it in his current state. “Something else.”
“Uh… I… Wow, this is harder than expected. I don’t know what to talk about.” Sully said, a warm huff of a laugh blooming across the back of Nate’s neck. He shivered at the feeling. It tingled his skin and was a shocking distraction. Even if only for a moment. Of course Sully had nothing to say. He never shut up any other time, but now he had nothing? Just as well, Nate couldn’t think of anything to ask him about either.
Sully shifted again in the small space, folding his body into a more comfortable position most likely. It just so happened that that position ended up with the two of them on their sides spooning. Not almost spooning, but full on. The front of Sully’s entire body pressed flush up against the back of Nate’s. Thighs, knees, chest to back. The only thing missing was a crotch up against his ass, and Nate wasn’t sure if he was grateful for not being violated or disappointed that there wasn’t that extra layer of distraction added to the mix. A warm hand rested on his thigh and Nate’s rapid fire heart came to a dead stop. He gasped and shivered.
“You alright, Kid?” Sully’s voice was so close to his ear now that he couldn’t help but shiver again.
“This is certainly distracting.” Nate told him.
“What, this?” Sully asked, letting his hand trail further up his thigh until it rested on his hip. Nate let out a shaky breath he hadn’t realized he was holding. His heart kick started again into a too fast pace, for a completely different reason this time.
“Y-yeah.” Nate sighed, letting his eyes drift shut. Not that it made a difference. He couldn’t see anything in the dark anyways.
“Well I don’t mind providing a- uh, gentle distraction if you don’t.” Sully’s voice was lower and deeper than Nate was used to. Another tingle ran through his body, flowing straight downward. The hand on his hip wiggled its way beneath the hem of his shirt, fingertips gently caressing the skin there leaving a hot trail of fire in their wake. Nate couldn’t help but like that burn.
“O-Okay.” His voice cracked, though from what he wasn’t sure. The fact that he had been mid panic attack and done a complete 180 in a matter of seconds, or perhaps it was from the knowledge of what he just agreed to. He wasn’t 100% sure what that was exactly, but he knew it would be sexual. He knew it would change their dynamic in one form or another. He also knew it was something he was surprisingly willing to do despite not thinking of Sully like that before. The fact that he was sure to get them caught and killed if he kept on that downward spiral definitely helped make his decision for him.
Warm fingers trailed up his side, tickling in a way that made him twitch. Sully traced over his ribs, gently feeling the smooth skin there. Nate reveled in the touch. His fingers were surprisingly soft, all things considered. The gentle brush across his nipple forced a moan from his lips. Nate had just enough time to blush over the embarrassing noise that had been forced from him before Sully was doing it again. Nate managed to stay quiet this time, but his body jolted slightly, unused to the touch. Not many people payed attention to his nipples before. Another huff of breath across the back of his neck had Nate’s hair standing on end.
Sully pinched and played and circled and stroked Nate’s nipple until the little bud stood hard at attention. Nate tried his best not to squirm or moan at the ministrations. By the time Sully’s hand moved across his chest to his other nipple Nate was half hard and no longer concerned about the overwhelming lack of space around him. In fact, he had half a mind to press back into Sully more so than he already was. He ignored that urge, instead focusing on the hand that was now trailing down his chest and across his abs, tracing each one individually. Nate sighed at the touch.
The hand that trailed just under his navel and so, so close to his hardening length unfortunately skipped that mark and jumped back up to his hip. From there it traveled up and down his thigh, massaging and rubbing at every inch in reach. Nate wished he wore something thinner than the pants he had on now, because that touch, as good as it was, just wasn’t nearly enough. Maybe a thin pair of pajamas, or basketball shorts that could be pushed up. Or better yet, he wished they were somewhere more open, somewhere that had the space for Nate to rip his own pants off and fling them across the room. But they were in this god damn tiny little trunk on their way to certain death with-
Sully’s hand ghosting over his cock ripped any remaining thought’s from Nate’s head. He groaned at the contact, wishing for more. He twitched, straining against his too tight pants.
“So hard for me already, huh baby?” Sully whispered into his ear. The heat of his breath on such a sensitive part of his body mixed with the unexpected eroticism of his words had Nate moaning again, this time thrusting forward in an attempt to get that damn teasing hand to give him more contact.
“Fuck.” Nathan hissed, still lucid enough to know he should stay quiet. The roar of an engine told him they had taken off at some point and were unlikely to be heard over such noise. Still, he wasn’t being nearly as careful as he should be.
“Oh, you like that?” Sully teased along his zipper in a very ‘will he, wont he’ sort of way. Nate very much hoped that he would, and soon.
He nodded in reply before realizing it was far too dark to see any sort of movement. “Yeah.”
Nate sighed in relief as his pants were unzipped, slightly relieving the pressure on his throbbing cock. Sully grabbed him through the thin layer of underwear and Nate practically saw stars. It had been a long time since he’d been this worked up over anything. In fact, it had been a long time since his last sexual encounter in general, which is probably why he was so worked up now in the first place. It should embarrass him. Instead Nate just thrust into that hand again, chasing the friction he so desperately craved. Thankfully, Sully obliged, rubbing and stroking in a lazy way. Nate moaned again, bringing his own hand up to his mouth, half resting his head on it in a weak attempt to silence himself.
“Come on, Baby,” Sully said. And there was that word again. Baby. Nate groaned, surprised at just how much of an effect it had on him. His dick twitched and was squeezed tighter in return. “They can’t hear you out there. You don’t have to be quiet with me. I wanna hear you.”
And fuck if that didn’t have him weak in the knees and a lot closer to the edge than he’d like. Of course he knew that wasn’t entirely true. There was always a chance that someone might hear them, though it was unlikely. Still, he figured he could indulge a little. He stopped holding back his noises so much. If Sully wanted to hear him, then he should see just how loud he could get when they weren’t hovering so close to a life or death situation. The thought gave him pause. Some other time? Would there be another time? But those were concerns for later. For now Nathan was finally being fully unsheathed, cock springing eagerly to attention. A drop of precum dribbled from his slit the second bare flesh met flesh, quickly getting swept up in the steady strokes that had Nate unsure of just how long he would be able to last.
Sully shifted his body again, this time closing the final gap between their body’s. Crotch to ass and he could tell they were enjoying this equally. Sully’s hardened length pressed into him firmly and Nate couldn’t help but push back into it as well. A soft huff against his neck had Nate smirking. Of course he had no way of knowing just how vocal Sully was, but hopefully he was about to find out.
They worked out a rhythm pretty quickly. A rhythm that consisted of Sully doing most of the work. He jerked Nate off with an expert precision, speeding up, slowing down, changing the motions, anything to keep him on edge as he rutted into his backside. Nate did his best to push back into the movements, but it was nearly useless. They were so crammed in that he had virtually no moving room to make those gyrations work. In fact, he wasn’t entirely sure how Sully was doing it. Though as long as it worked, he supposed he didn’t really care.
Sully leaned forward, pressing his forehead into the back of Nate’s head. His labored breathing and soft moans sent shivers all through Nate’s body, specifically straight down to his dick, making it harder than before, which he didn’t even think was possible. A familiar sensation began to coil in his lower stomach, building which each stroke and thrust. Then, soft lips pressed into the back of his neck placing small butterfly kisses to his overheated skin. Nate moaned, reaching a hand backwards wildly for something to grab onto. Luckily he managed to not knock into anything, but instead found his mark. He fisted a hand through Sully’s hair, tugging gently at the dark strands before streaking down into his scalp. Sully moaned, which was music to Nate’s ears. His cock twitched and leaked, teetering closer and closer to the edge. He was hot and bothered and so ready to cum it practically hurt. It also felt so good that he didn’t want anything to change. He just moaned and gasped as Sully’s expert hand stroked him faster, unable to refrain from thrusting up into the touch. Nate was so, so close.
Then, the gentle kisses turned into a bite, firm enough to send a jolt through his entire body, but not enough to leave a mark, and it was like a dam burst. Nate came with a moan so loud that if anyone were outside their little hidey hole, surely they would have heard. The noise ripped from him uncontrollably like his orgasm. His vision blurred white as thick ropes of cum spurted from him, no doubt ruining the interior of the trunk. Sully stroked him through it, holding him firmly in place as he continued dry humping Nate’s ass. Pure bliss radiated through his entire body, curling his toes, relieving the tension in his shoulders he didn’t even know he had, relaxing every single inch of his entire being.
It became too much, too fast. He squirmed away from the touch, trying to catch his breath long enough to ask Sully to stop. Instead of trying to swat his hand away, Nate twisted his fingers into the man’s hair more firmly and yanked just a little too hard. Thankfully the message seemed to be clear enough. Sully released him, and as uncomfortable as his touch had started to become, Nate still missed it the second it was gone. Instead, Sully pushed himself as far back from Nate as he could, partially rolling onto his side to pull himself out next. Even over the roar of the engines, the zip of his fly still echoed out loudly enough in that tiny space. They were still pressed up against each other enough that Sully’s jackhammer motions on his own dick radiated through Nate’s body. Rapid breathing, occasional soft hitches, and finally a deep groan. It was over fairly quickly in the grand scheme, but still, it had Nate seriously considering going round two the second he could manage to catch his breath.
Heavy breathing echoed through the tiny space around them, intermingling into a sort of harmony. In. Out. In. Out. Nate smiled to himself in the dark, feeling more relaxed than he’d been in a long time.
“You good now, Kid?” Sully asked, sounding winded. Back to Kid instead of Baby? It was probably for the best. Still, Nate couldn’t help but feel an involuntary frown form on his face.
“I think so.” Nate said, slumping backward until their bodies were on top of each other again. “Wish I had something to clean up with, though.”
He needed to clean up the remnants of their escapede off before he shoved himself back into his pants. No doubt Sully’s dick and hand needed to be cleaned up more so. And the interior of their hideout was probably beyond salvation. Good. These assholes deserved it.
“Hold on. I got a handkerchief in my back pocket.” He said, shimmying around uncomfortably in the confined area. Nate leaned as far away from him as he could in a weak attempt to give the man the space he needed to reach said item. “Ah, shit. There goes my wallet… Fuck, I can’t reach it. Don’t let me forget that in here, Kid.”
Nate smiled, already thinking of ways to turn around and get that wallet for himself as payback for being pick pocketed when they first met. Perhaps he’d do it under the guise of playing another game of grab ass. He had a hard time thinking of any other excuse now that he knew Sully was down for a little fun. Yes, this definitely complicated things between them now. But, was that such a bad thing? Only time would tell, and Nate was willing to wait to find out.