Hutch and Starsky were on Hutch’s couch. They had just finished watching a horror movie. A very badly made horror movie. So bad, they had laughed their way through most of it. And drank enough beer to get through it as well.
They were sprawled next to each other on the couch, looking much like two over-grown puppies; boneless after a long afternoon of play.
Hutch felt something touch his ear and reached up to brush at it. The touch came again, and Hutch swore he heard the words, “Ask Starsky to kiss you.”
He shook his head, but it happened again. The touch, the words… and then a giggle! He knew he had had a few too many beers, but…
Looking down at Starsky, who was leaning heavily against his side, he studied the face he knew so well. Dark, curly hair, that looked softer than anything. Those deep blue eyes that could flare with anger and soften with passion.
Suddenly, those eyes opened and fastened on Hutch’s.
He felt that touch and heard that voice, and before he could stop himself, he leaned down a bit and said, “Kiss me, Starsk.”
“Wha’?” Starsky blinked those blue eyes, but didn’t move away from him.
A blush heated Hutch’s cheeks. He closed his eyes to block out that blue stare. But that voice and touch urged him to speak again.
“Kiss me, Starsk.”
Hutch opened his eyes again, and tilted his face down, offering his lips to Starsky.
“Blondie…“ Starsky stopped talking as he felt something brush the hair around his ear. A giggle and a voice whispered, “Do it.”
He slapped at his ear, but when he dropped his hand, it landed on Hutch’s thigh. He looked down at his hand, at how close it was lying to Hutch’s groin.
“Wha’ the hell?”
His words were slurred from the beer… and the passion he had begun to feel.
“Do it,” giggled a voice by his ear.
He raised his gaze to his partner’s face. That beautiful face. Leaning down toward him. Crystal blue eyes afire. Gaze fixated on his lips. A whisper again, “Do it.”
Slowly, Starsky brought his face up. His lips were close, so close to Hutch’s. He could feel his breath. He raised his eyes from those plump, soft, inviting lips that were parted slightly, to Hutch’s eyes.
Their eyes met at the same time their lips did.
Their eyes closed at the same time as they both savored a taste that had been forbidden a few short seconds ago.
Hands moved. Found precious treasures and explored them.
Breath became hard to get.
Clothes seemed to disappear like some kind of magic spell had been cast on them, and they found themselves lying side by side on the couch, kissing and rubbing their cocks together, in a frenzy of need. Coming was the only important thing for both of them.
As they came, at the same time, their kisses gentled and their hands no longer gripped with bruising intensity, but began to roam. Stroking softly. Exploring and discovering as their lips began to roam over the so-familiar faces.
“I didn’t know…” Hutch began.
“Me either. But now that I do…” Starsky started.
“Same here.”
They fell back into discovering the possibilities of this new aspect of their lives.
As the group of fairies gathered near the ceiling and watched and giggled, occasionally one would break loose, swoop down, and whisper new delights into receptive ears.
The Queen fairy clapped her hands and shooed her flock out of the room. As she left, she said, “I think they’ve got this.”
And they lived happily ever after.
Ahhh _ love it! Ksstarfire, I know your secret now: you’re one of those fairies nudging our boys to have the courage to do what their hearts want.
LOLOL!
You found out my secret!!
Thank you, Jenny! For this comment and your unflagging cheerleading that always… ALWAYS… warms my heart!
I sent this so late and in such a hurry, I left off the last line, which was: “AND THEY LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER!”
That will teach me not to rush. Maybe! LOL
I think living happily ever after is a given in your stories!
Ya’ think, Mvernet? LOL. I posted my comment before I looked at the story, and either Flamingo, or Cyanne, added the line I had left off. THANKS, ELVES!!
I do try to do only positive endings. Other than “Survival Unwound” I think I have succeeded.
VERY nice, ks! Yes, sometimes they did need just a little extra ‘push’ and your lovely characters provided it. Thanks for this lovely gift.
Thank you, Miss Pat!! I appreciate all your kind comments on my stories! They mean a lot to me!
Glad the Queen shooed away the voyeurs at the end to give the guys some privacy although they probably wouldn’t have minded this particular audience. Thank you for sharing this fun, summertime story!
Thank you, Marianrose! Yeah, I think they were oblivious to them! LOL
I appreciate your comments very much!
That was adorable! So glad those fairies were able to gently knock some sense into them.
Thank you, Ms Chocolate Egg! Glad you enjoyed it! Thank you for your sweet comments.