Fast and Furious Slash
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wrennetteTitle: American Muscle
Pairing: mainly Dom x Twinkie, mentions of Han x Sean, Dom x Han, Dom x Brian, Sean x Twinkie
Fandom: The Fast and the Furious, Fast and the Furious: Tokyo Drift
Rating: R/NC-17
Warnings: Un-beta'd (as per the usual)
Disclaimer: I don't any the boys, the cars or any of it. This is the product of my twisted little brain, and is not for profit.
Summary: Inspired by the line "I didn't know Han was into American Muscle," and the reply "he was when I knew him." Han and Sean were lovers, Sean pulled Han out of the wreck before it caught fire, but everything else played out the same. Han and Dom were lovers back when Han lived in the US. Dom and Brian were lovers during the first movie, now Brian is with Rom.
"I didn't know Han was into American Muscle," Sean said with a little smirk, lieing through his teeth. He knew Han was into American Muscle, after all, Han was into him. He pushed away thoughts of smooth golden skin as he sized up his opponent. He knew who it was. Dom, the guy from when Han lived in Cali. Dom, the guy in all of Han's pictures from LA Race Wars. Dom, the guy he measured himself against in his mind. "He was when I knew him," Dom replied, and Sean felt his own smirk widen, acknowledging that the older racer was calling his bluff. Than Neela stepped out and started the count, and there was nothing but him and his car. Nothing else mattered.
"Nice race DK," Han said when Sean boosted himself out the window a few minutes later, adrenalin rushing. Sean laughed, nodding in respect at the American in the other car. Drifting took some serious skill, and he hadn't expected Dom to get through the course without at least scratching his ride, but the other American had done well. Not well enough to beat Sean, but still very well. Han wrapped his arms around Sean's waist, and the Drift King smiled to himself and buried his head in Han's soft black hair. Neela was an angel, and great cover, but sometimes he couldn't help himself, wanted to badly to tell the world that they were together. When he looked back up, he saw the knowledge in Dom's dark eyes, the understanding. "So how long you in town for gaijin?" He asked, tossing a beer in Dom's direction. Dom caught it, popped the top, drained the brew and shrugged.
When they went back to the garage at the end of the night, Dom was in the cavalcade, one of the girls riding shotgun and chattering at him in Japanese. He'd probably do the chick, even though that wasn't what he wanted. What he wanted was Han, but he'd seen the interaction between Han and this American kid, with his big blue eyes and thick southern drawl. The kid reminded him a bit of Brian, but not enough to be attractive. Half of what had drawn him to Brian was the blonde's vulnerability, his insecurity. Sean had none of that, and while he was good looking, he wasn't Dom's type. He had come for Han, and it looked like Han had already moved on, found himself another broad shouldered, fast driving American. Dom didn't really blame him, it had been years since they were together, but he had hoped. He had definitely hoped that Han wouldn't have a lover.
Some of his hopes for the night returned though, when he saw the skinny black kid hug Sean, than shoot a long, lingering look after him. Someone else here had a thing for American Muscle. It wasn't the pretty boy he had come here for, but he was pretty enough. "Hey," he said, when the kid sat down near him and offered him a beer, and the kid looked up at him with a broad grin that didn't quite hide his insecurities. "Hey man," the kid shot back, "I'm Twinkie, you need anything while you're here, I'm your boy. Ipod, flashdrive, Air Jordans," Dom gave a soft, dark little chuckle, and the boy paused in his recitation, licking his full lips. "Anything I want huh?" Dom asked with a lewd smirk, and Twinkie swallowed nervously.
"Come'ere kid," Dom said as kindly as he could, and the smaller man slipped closer, wary, unsure of himself. "You and DK, you had something going?" The kid's dark eyes flicked away, and he licked his lips nervously. It was obvious he hadn't expected anyone to pick up on that. "Not really," the kid said, eyes still darting about nervously. "Just friends with benefits," Twinkie said, "before he and Han got so...close." Dom smiled at the careful wording. "It's alright," he reassured the kid, "me and Han used to be...close." Understanding lit in dark eyes, and a slow smile worked itself across the kid's face. "Why don't you crash with me?" Twinkie offered, "it's a lot quieter there than it is here." Dom grinned back, knowing his smile was all sorts of predatory.
Twink's place was about the size of a broom closet, but as soon as they were both inside and the door was locked, the smaller man was on his knees, fumbling Dom's jeans past his hips and attacking his cock. Dom groaned appreciatively, wrapping his hand around Twink's head, tracing his full wet lips, than finally resting his hands on the smaller man's shoulders. "Feels good Twink," he encouraged, and Twink hummed softly, making Dom curse and snap his hips forward. Twinkie was real good at sucking dick, and he deep throated Dom's thick cock easily. It didn't take long for the fugitive to shoot his load, and Twinkie swallowed every drop of him before letting his softening dick slide free.
"Get me hard again," Dom suggested in his low, smoky voice, "and I promise I'll fuck you til you scream." Twinkie gave a little whimper and immediately began to lick and suck Dom's sack and shaft. It took a little time, but soon Dom was rock hard and aching for a tight little ass to shove his dick into. Twinkie pulled away than, stumbling to the bed and shucking off his pants, boxers and shirt. Dom chuckled darkly and got a couple of his fingers wet before trailing them around Twink's dark pucker. "There's lube under the pillow," Twinkie gasped out, and Dom covered the smaller man, humping against his sweet ass for a little bit while he searched out the lube from under the pillow.
It didn't take him long to get Twinkie opened up to three fingers, and Dom knew he couldn't wait any longer. He knew he should probably prepare the younger man better, but he was so fucking horny he could barely see straight, and if he took the time to open Twink up more, he would probably annihilate his sweet little ass as soon as he got inside. Hopefully this way he would still have a little of his self control once he forced his dick up into Twink's hole. Twinkie didn't try to stop him, just shifted a bit under him and panted hard, breath hitching as Dom thrust the swollen head of his dick past the first ring of muscle. Twink whimpered softly as Dom pressed the rest of the way in, hands fisting in the sheets as he struggled to stay up on his hands and knees.
Dom growled as Twink's tight body clenched around him. It was obvious the boy was in a fair bit of pain, and while Dom had never been called kind, he wasn't a rapist either. He eased his dick back out, than slowly began to roll his hips, reaching down to rub at Twink's dick. Slowly the smaller man hardened back up, and his tight ass relaxed slightly. Dom kissed Twink's shoulder, than eased his dick back in. This time, he could push his massive hard on all the way in, taking Twink to the hilt. Twinkie whimpered softly, again clenching down in pain as Dom's heavy balls pressed into him. Dom kept stroking him, teasing his nipples with the other hand, and finally Twink began to rock back a bit against the larger man, hardening up and getting hot and horny.
"Sorry about that," Twink said breathlessly as Dom began to move again, "it's been a while." Dom didn't answer, just began to ease his dick in and out of Twink's tight hole. After a while, Twinkie began to push back, meeting every thrust. Dom took that as a request for harder, faster fucking, and stepped up his pace. Twinkie made a soft, surprised noise, pitching forward onto his elbows from the force of the penetration. Soon the younger man was flat on the bed, Dom using his body roughly. Twinkie liked it though, rather to his own surprise. No one had ever dominated him so thoroughly, and it made him all sorts of hot. Just the thought of it, big Dom Toretto fucking him, made Twink tense with want. The fact that Dom was good at it made the fucking even better. It didn't take long for Twinkie to get to the edge, and he jerked his dick hard, matching Dom's pace, than let out a long low groan and splattered cum across the bed.
Pairing: mainly Dom x Twinkie, mentions of Han x Sean, Dom x Han, Dom x Brian, Sean x Twinkie
Fandom: The Fast and the Furious, Fast and the Furious: Tokyo Drift
Rating: R/NC-17
Warnings: Un-beta'd (as per the usual)
Disclaimer: I don't any the boys, the cars or any of it. This is the product of my twisted little brain, and is not for profit.
Summary: Inspired by the line "I didn't know Han was into American Muscle," and the reply "he was when I knew him." Han and Sean were lovers, Sean pulled Han out of the wreck before it caught fire, but everything else played out the same. Han and Dom were lovers back when Han lived in the US. Dom and Brian were lovers during the first movie, now Brian is with Rom.
"I didn't know Han was into American Muscle," Sean said with a little smirk, lieing through his teeth. He knew Han was into American Muscle, after all, Han was into him. He pushed away thoughts of smooth golden skin as he sized up his opponent. He knew who it was. Dom, the guy from when Han lived in Cali. Dom, the guy in all of Han's pictures from LA Race Wars. Dom, the guy he measured himself against in his mind. "He was when I knew him," Dom replied, and Sean felt his own smirk widen, acknowledging that the older racer was calling his bluff. Than Neela stepped out and started the count, and there was nothing but him and his car. Nothing else mattered.
"Nice race DK," Han said when Sean boosted himself out the window a few minutes later, adrenalin rushing. Sean laughed, nodding in respect at the American in the other car. Drifting took some serious skill, and he hadn't expected Dom to get through the course without at least scratching his ride, but the other American had done well. Not well enough to beat Sean, but still very well. Han wrapped his arms around Sean's waist, and the Drift King smiled to himself and buried his head in Han's soft black hair. Neela was an angel, and great cover, but sometimes he couldn't help himself, wanted to badly to tell the world that they were together. When he looked back up, he saw the knowledge in Dom's dark eyes, the understanding. "So how long you in town for gaijin?" He asked, tossing a beer in Dom's direction. Dom caught it, popped the top, drained the brew and shrugged.
When they went back to the garage at the end of the night, Dom was in the cavalcade, one of the girls riding shotgun and chattering at him in Japanese. He'd probably do the chick, even though that wasn't what he wanted. What he wanted was Han, but he'd seen the interaction between Han and this American kid, with his big blue eyes and thick southern drawl. The kid reminded him a bit of Brian, but not enough to be attractive. Half of what had drawn him to Brian was the blonde's vulnerability, his insecurity. Sean had none of that, and while he was good looking, he wasn't Dom's type. He had come for Han, and it looked like Han had already moved on, found himself another broad shouldered, fast driving American. Dom didn't really blame him, it had been years since they were together, but he had hoped. He had definitely hoped that Han wouldn't have a lover.
Some of his hopes for the night returned though, when he saw the skinny black kid hug Sean, than shoot a long, lingering look after him. Someone else here had a thing for American Muscle. It wasn't the pretty boy he had come here for, but he was pretty enough. "Hey," he said, when the kid sat down near him and offered him a beer, and the kid looked up at him with a broad grin that didn't quite hide his insecurities. "Hey man," the kid shot back, "I'm Twinkie, you need anything while you're here, I'm your boy. Ipod, flashdrive, Air Jordans," Dom gave a soft, dark little chuckle, and the boy paused in his recitation, licking his full lips. "Anything I want huh?" Dom asked with a lewd smirk, and Twinkie swallowed nervously.
"Come'ere kid," Dom said as kindly as he could, and the smaller man slipped closer, wary, unsure of himself. "You and DK, you had something going?" The kid's dark eyes flicked away, and he licked his lips nervously. It was obvious he hadn't expected anyone to pick up on that. "Not really," the kid said, eyes still darting about nervously. "Just friends with benefits," Twinkie said, "before he and Han got so...close." Dom smiled at the careful wording. "It's alright," he reassured the kid, "me and Han used to be...close." Understanding lit in dark eyes, and a slow smile worked itself across the kid's face. "Why don't you crash with me?" Twinkie offered, "it's a lot quieter there than it is here." Dom grinned back, knowing his smile was all sorts of predatory.
Twink's place was about the size of a broom closet, but as soon as they were both inside and the door was locked, the smaller man was on his knees, fumbling Dom's jeans past his hips and attacking his cock. Dom groaned appreciatively, wrapping his hand around Twink's head, tracing his full wet lips, than finally resting his hands on the smaller man's shoulders. "Feels good Twink," he encouraged, and Twink hummed softly, making Dom curse and snap his hips forward. Twinkie was real good at sucking dick, and he deep throated Dom's thick cock easily. It didn't take long for the fugitive to shoot his load, and Twinkie swallowed every drop of him before letting his softening dick slide free.
"Get me hard again," Dom suggested in his low, smoky voice, "and I promise I'll fuck you til you scream." Twinkie gave a little whimper and immediately began to lick and suck Dom's sack and shaft. It took a little time, but soon Dom was rock hard and aching for a tight little ass to shove his dick into. Twinkie pulled away than, stumbling to the bed and shucking off his pants, boxers and shirt. Dom chuckled darkly and got a couple of his fingers wet before trailing them around Twink's dark pucker. "There's lube under the pillow," Twinkie gasped out, and Dom covered the smaller man, humping against his sweet ass for a little bit while he searched out the lube from under the pillow.
It didn't take him long to get Twinkie opened up to three fingers, and Dom knew he couldn't wait any longer. He knew he should probably prepare the younger man better, but he was so fucking horny he could barely see straight, and if he took the time to open Twink up more, he would probably annihilate his sweet little ass as soon as he got inside. Hopefully this way he would still have a little of his self control once he forced his dick up into Twink's hole. Twinkie didn't try to stop him, just shifted a bit under him and panted hard, breath hitching as Dom thrust the swollen head of his dick past the first ring of muscle. Twink whimpered softly as Dom pressed the rest of the way in, hands fisting in the sheets as he struggled to stay up on his hands and knees.
Dom growled as Twink's tight body clenched around him. It was obvious the boy was in a fair bit of pain, and while Dom had never been called kind, he wasn't a rapist either. He eased his dick back out, than slowly began to roll his hips, reaching down to rub at Twink's dick. Slowly the smaller man hardened back up, and his tight ass relaxed slightly. Dom kissed Twink's shoulder, than eased his dick back in. This time, he could push his massive hard on all the way in, taking Twink to the hilt. Twinkie whimpered softly, again clenching down in pain as Dom's heavy balls pressed into him. Dom kept stroking him, teasing his nipples with the other hand, and finally Twink began to rock back a bit against the larger man, hardening up and getting hot and horny.
"Sorry about that," Twink said breathlessly as Dom began to move again, "it's been a while." Dom didn't answer, just began to ease his dick in and out of Twink's tight hole. After a while, Twinkie began to push back, meeting every thrust. Dom took that as a request for harder, faster fucking, and stepped up his pace. Twinkie made a soft, surprised noise, pitching forward onto his elbows from the force of the penetration. Soon the younger man was flat on the bed, Dom using his body roughly. Twinkie liked it though, rather to his own surprise. No one had ever dominated him so thoroughly, and it made him all sorts of hot. Just the thought of it, big Dom Toretto fucking him, made Twink tense with want. The fact that Dom was good at it made the fucking even better. It didn't take long for Twinkie to get to the edge, and he jerked his dick hard, matching Dom's pace, than let out a long low groan and splattered cum across the bed.
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