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Category:
G through L › Gilmore Girls
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
12
Views:
17,525
Reviews:
9
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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The Gilmore Girls series is not owned by me nor do I make any money off of them.
Sex on the Beach
Chapter 4 - Sex on the Beach
Luke was sitting in the sand at the lake on the other size of town, forcefully casting and reeling with his fishing rod. He knew he'd probably scared all of the fish away, but he was too angry to move or quiet down.
He'd been seeing Lorelai for a few weeks now, enjoying her company and convincing himself that she only wanted to be with him (while he himself occasionally brushed off Dean's advances). Damn, he thought, she was so wet last night, so smooth, so amazing. He almost got hard thinking about her laying there naked, with his dick in her mouth, moaning around him. But he immediately thought of what he'd seen that morning to distract himself from getting an erection on a beach in Star's Hollow.
He'd wanted to surprised Lorelai with a picnic at the beach, so he'd gone around like a love-sick puppy and put a basket together. He even put his fishing rods in his truck, in the hopes that she'd consent to fish with him again. He'd filled a thermos with her vile coffee and tied everything up in one of his mother's old fruity baskets.
He drove by Lorelai's house to make sure she was there, and when he saw her jeep he parked across the street. When he'd moved to open his door, he saw Lorelai at the door with some guy with a beard. The guy was short and balding, with a really ugly sweater on. Luke's blood boiled when Lorelai leaned over to kiss him, and the little freak put his hand on Lorelai's ass. Then Lorelai's wardrobe registered and he realized she was just wearing a bathrobe, he could see her bare thigh! When Lorelai leaned over to hug the little schmuck, he swore he got a glimpse of her bush. Luke gripped the steering wheel hard, and tried to breath.
She really was still seeing that guy. Last night he'd fucked her brains out twice and she invites this guy over the next morning for sloppy seconds! That was just perfect, just what he needed, and he packed a fucking picnic basket for her!! The bitch!
Forcefully yanking his gear shift, Luke peeled from his parking spot and raced for the lake. He grabbed his fishing pole and tacket box, sat down in the damp sand and immediately started to cast.
Luke heard a crunch of sand behind him but decided to ignore it.
"Luke," he heard from behind, dammit, it was Dean.
"What?" he asked snappishly.
"Can we talk?" Dean asked, crouching down.
"Dean, how many fucking times do I have to tell you! No, I don't want to fucking talk to you!!" Luke shouted, throwing his pole down and pushing Dean over.
"Luke, God dammit! Why are you such an asshole!" Dean shouted back, jumping up and tackling Luke down onto his back. Luke rolled onto Dean and punched him in the jaw, causing Dean to growl and punch Luke back in the abdomen.
They rolled around in the sand for a bit, throwing punches and cursing at each other. Luke ended up crouching on his arms and legs in a defensive position with Dean on top of him, breathing deeply.
Dean, having been turned on by the fight, shoved his erection against Luke's ass. Luke grunted, and Dean reached around to feel him between the legs. Dean wasn't really shocked when he found Luke's stiffness, and began to caress him through his jeans.
"Fuck," Luke whispered, relaxing himself to give Dean more access. Dean, not willing to give Luke time to change his mind, unbuckled Luke's belt and opened his jeans, pulling them down with his boxers.
"You're so hard," Dean muttered, gripping Luke hard in his hand. Luke just sighed in response, body going completely lax under Dean.
Dean quickly pushed his own jeans down and put the tip of his cock against Luke's anus.
"Grab your dick, Luke," Dean instructed, his voice a little shaky. "I want you to come when I do."
Luke didn't argue and immediately grabbed himself in his fist. Dean slowly slide his cock into Luke's puckered ass, letting out his breath when he was fully sheathed in him.
"Does she fuck you in the ass, Luke?" Dean asked him, as he started to move a little faster. Luke, unable to control himself, started to stroke his dick at the same rate.
How could he respond to that? He just grunted.
"Does she make you hard like I do?" he asked, pumping harder. Luke's breathing grew shallow and fast, as he stroked himself, trying not to think about Lorelai.
"Are you gonna come, Luke?" Dean whimpered, losing control on the situation.
"Dean!" Luke shouted huskily as he spurted hot and fast all over the sand. Dean withdrew his dick from Luke's ass, pulled Luke onto his knees and shoved it into Luke's mouth.
"I want to come in your mouth, Luke, so you can taste me like I tasted you!" And with that, Dean blew his load into Luke's mouth. Luke swallowed quickly, holding his limp cock in his hand, enjoying it more than he wanted to admit.
Luke was sitting in the sand at the lake on the other size of town, forcefully casting and reeling with his fishing rod. He knew he'd probably scared all of the fish away, but he was too angry to move or quiet down.
He'd been seeing Lorelai for a few weeks now, enjoying her company and convincing himself that she only wanted to be with him (while he himself occasionally brushed off Dean's advances). Damn, he thought, she was so wet last night, so smooth, so amazing. He almost got hard thinking about her laying there naked, with his dick in her mouth, moaning around him. But he immediately thought of what he'd seen that morning to distract himself from getting an erection on a beach in Star's Hollow.
He'd wanted to surprised Lorelai with a picnic at the beach, so he'd gone around like a love-sick puppy and put a basket together. He even put his fishing rods in his truck, in the hopes that she'd consent to fish with him again. He'd filled a thermos with her vile coffee and tied everything up in one of his mother's old fruity baskets.
He drove by Lorelai's house to make sure she was there, and when he saw her jeep he parked across the street. When he'd moved to open his door, he saw Lorelai at the door with some guy with a beard. The guy was short and balding, with a really ugly sweater on. Luke's blood boiled when Lorelai leaned over to kiss him, and the little freak put his hand on Lorelai's ass. Then Lorelai's wardrobe registered and he realized she was just wearing a bathrobe, he could see her bare thigh! When Lorelai leaned over to hug the little schmuck, he swore he got a glimpse of her bush. Luke gripped the steering wheel hard, and tried to breath.
She really was still seeing that guy. Last night he'd fucked her brains out twice and she invites this guy over the next morning for sloppy seconds! That was just perfect, just what he needed, and he packed a fucking picnic basket for her!! The bitch!
Forcefully yanking his gear shift, Luke peeled from his parking spot and raced for the lake. He grabbed his fishing pole and tacket box, sat down in the damp sand and immediately started to cast.
Luke heard a crunch of sand behind him but decided to ignore it.
"Luke," he heard from behind, dammit, it was Dean.
"What?" he asked snappishly.
"Can we talk?" Dean asked, crouching down.
"Dean, how many fucking times do I have to tell you! No, I don't want to fucking talk to you!!" Luke shouted, throwing his pole down and pushing Dean over.
"Luke, God dammit! Why are you such an asshole!" Dean shouted back, jumping up and tackling Luke down onto his back. Luke rolled onto Dean and punched him in the jaw, causing Dean to growl and punch Luke back in the abdomen.
They rolled around in the sand for a bit, throwing punches and cursing at each other. Luke ended up crouching on his arms and legs in a defensive position with Dean on top of him, breathing deeply.
Dean, having been turned on by the fight, shoved his erection against Luke's ass. Luke grunted, and Dean reached around to feel him between the legs. Dean wasn't really shocked when he found Luke's stiffness, and began to caress him through his jeans.
"Fuck," Luke whispered, relaxing himself to give Dean more access. Dean, not willing to give Luke time to change his mind, unbuckled Luke's belt and opened his jeans, pulling them down with his boxers.
"You're so hard," Dean muttered, gripping Luke hard in his hand. Luke just sighed in response, body going completely lax under Dean.
Dean quickly pushed his own jeans down and put the tip of his cock against Luke's anus.
"Grab your dick, Luke," Dean instructed, his voice a little shaky. "I want you to come when I do."
Luke didn't argue and immediately grabbed himself in his fist. Dean slowly slide his cock into Luke's puckered ass, letting out his breath when he was fully sheathed in him.
"Does she fuck you in the ass, Luke?" Dean asked him, as he started to move a little faster. Luke, unable to control himself, started to stroke his dick at the same rate.
How could he respond to that? He just grunted.
"Does she make you hard like I do?" he asked, pumping harder. Luke's breathing grew shallow and fast, as he stroked himself, trying not to think about Lorelai.
"Are you gonna come, Luke?" Dean whimpered, losing control on the situation.
"Dean!" Luke shouted huskily as he spurted hot and fast all over the sand. Dean withdrew his dick from Luke's ass, pulled Luke onto his knees and shoved it into Luke's mouth.
"I want to come in your mouth, Luke, so you can taste me like I tasted you!" And with that, Dean blew his load into Luke's mouth. Luke swallowed quickly, holding his limp cock in his hand, enjoying it more than he wanted to admit.