Shafted Quiver

Ch. 1 Quivering Queen:
Full Story Summary: Very dark and violent version of Arrow TV show universe. No woman involved all gay relationships. Sex is used as a manipulative way to get what one wants and it is the norm. There is rape, sexual assault, no protection and blood play. Again very very very very violent! The stories take place over the first two seasons of Arrow basically a retelling of the show, so if you haven’t watched the show there may be spoilers.
Warnings for entire story if you are queazy don’t read! This will be violent sex and no love making to speak of, even if the characters think they are it will be rough, very rough sex! You have been warned!
Pairings: Slade/Oliver, Oliver/Yao Fei, Oliver/Ivo, Ivo/Slade, Oliver/Tommy, Tommy/Slade, Oliver/Diggle, Oliver/Roy, Roy/Barry, Roy/Barry/Oliver, Roy/Slade, & Roy/Slade/Oliver.
Chapter Summary: Slade convinces Oliver that wet rags as clothing is a bad idea on a cold and wet hellish island. Sex happens.
Pairings they Chapter: Slade/Oliver


“Kid you are not going to get any warmer by shaking in those wet rags.” The man’s gruff voice stated over the loud banging of the raindrops on the airplane’s hull.
Oliver tried to ignore him, through his feverish haze. He knew somewhere in his many drop out schooling days, that he had learned that being wet and cold was not good for one’s health. Now as survival instincts were slow to kick in on the island. A man who he still could not completely trust to not stab him in the back, was trying to help him take off his clothes. All to survive the next night on the hellish island that was humid and hot during the day and chilly and wet at night.
“I need you as my eyes and ears boy, you wont be good to me dead.” The man’s hands came up against his skin and Oliver tried with out success to suppress a moan. Slade’s hands were searing hot against his skin, like he had just been branded. His body on instinct jumped away, but his mind realized that heat was what he needed.
“Damn kid you are stupid, get out of those rags quick or you wont last the night.” Slade said now man handling Oliver into relaxing his body enough to remove the shirt and pants that hung loosely off of his malnourished body.
Oliver was not a stranger to a man’s hands on his body, he and his best friend Tommy Merlyn had experimented, in their more drunken state, when certain Lance sisters were not available. He never admitted it to Tommy but he had enjoyed sucking his dick and when Tommy had eventually fucked him, he had felt things he had never felt before with Laurel or Sara.
Slade however was different he was not Tommy, he was a stranger and not drunk. Yet his body was reacting similarly. Slade seemed to ignore the front of his body except to pull him against his large chest and keep him warm. In the middle of the night Slade’s hand slipped to above his hip.
Oliver slowly awoke the next morning to a hard covered dick against his ass. He stilled wondering if Slade was awake. Then he experimented, he needed relief, there were no woman on the island that they knew of. Why not get relief from each other?
“Kid…” Slade stated whisper just loud enough and against his ear to make Oliver know he was awake.
“Slade…please”
Slade didn’t need anymore encouragement, his hand slid down to Oliver’s erection and held it tight. Oliver pushed up into Slade’s hand and then pushed against Slade’s covered dick. It was not long until it was revealed and pushing slowly, as Oliver was not used to his girth yet, into his mouth. He moaned around the feeling of being filled, like how he had felt with Tommy. Slade for his part was enjoying Oliver’s tongue, though not an expert yet, teasing his dick.
“Kid you’ve got skills.” Slade said pushing against the back of his head encouraging Oliver to go deeper. Oliver obliged he was not cold or sick any longer. “Kid you are going to make me…”
Oliver pressed in and sucked hard, milking Slade of his cum and sloppily licking at his lips in a show of enjoyment. The man pulled him up quickly and they kissed hard, long and fast. Breathing was not something that was required when their need was so intense.
“I’m not one to usually be on the receiving side but for your dick.” Slade punctuated the words with a squeeze. “I will make an exception.”
“You want me to fuck you?” Oliver asked is disbelief.
“Yeah kid haven’t felt a man’s dick in a long time since…” The name Wintergreen was not spoken anymore in the airplane but Oliver knew of whom he spoke.
“I will do whatever you wish, I want to make you forget his betrayal.” Oliver stated with conviction.
“We will try for the moment to forget our hardships.” Slade stated once again pulling Oliver into his arms.
Slade turned away from Oliver leaning over the trunk where his weapons were stored. He braced his hands on either side. Oliver stepped up against his back and pressed into his ass, but knew their was something he was missing. He bent down on his knees breathed in and then began to tongue Slade’s ass.
“Yes! Your tongue is amazing kid! Where did you learn?”
“My best friend Tommy and I experimented…we enjoyed it more then we both wanted to admit to our girlfriends.” Oliver stated as he kissed against Slade’s ass cheeks then again tongued his hole. Over five minutes of teasing and Slade was a murmuring mess of pleads and some threats. Oliver shivered in anticipation of what Slade would do to ‘punish’ him for his new found need to tease the older man into almost unconscious pleasure.
“Shit kid please I need your dick now, fuck me!”
Oliver finally gave in to his demands. A quick full stroke in and he was buried to the hilt. A scream of pain from Slade was all Oliver needed to begin a harsh and brutal fuck. Slade had asked and he would deliver. “Yes fuck me kid.” Slade begged. His dick was being squeezed between the trunk and his stomach and completely ignored. It didn’t matter he came again before Oliver did.
Oliver growled with need and pulled out of Slade harshly, he pulled him around forced him on the ground with his legs up in the air and began to fuck him again. After only three more strokes Oliver came all over Slade’s face.
“Yes, fuck yes kid.” Slade murmured as he dropped off to sleep.
Oliver sat down next to Slade exhausted but trying to figure out what had just happened. He had just fucked the most manly man he ever met on a deserted island where they probably would both die. Oliver didn’t have any regrets.