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To Thine Own Self 1 -- Luke and Danko/Sylar
Some awful country love crooner belted out a song to her long lost love throughout the diner out of the old jukebox in the corner and Luke's coke glass started to boil. `Damn," he muttered. "Hey lady," he hollered to the waitress in the yellow checker apron behind the counter, "Can I get some more ice?"
The waitress turned to him and glared. Then she walked over, "Listen kid. You're on your fifth root beer and your ass has been sitting on that stool for three hours. Now, our sodas may be bottomless but our hospitality ain't, especially not for $1.80. You best be on your way soon."
Luke exhaled and scowled back at the lady. He clenched his fist and heat began to radiate. "I'd like to see a menu," he muttered. She sighed, chomped her gum for a bit and then reached down, flopped a plastic menu on the counter and walked away. As soon as her back was turned, Luke started to get up.
"You're gonna bail on a $1.80?" said a voice from behind him. Luke turned and saw a man sitting in the booth against the window but turned toward him. He was a older white guy, probably Luke's height with short white hair, dressed all in black. "Seems kind of silly to run from." He nodded to the seat across from him, "At least get a decent meal."
"You buying?" asked Luke.
"Sure," the man reached in his back pocket, pulled out a wallet and dropped a twenty on the table. Luke shrugged and joined him at the booth. The guy held out his hand and said, "Danko."
Luke went to reach out his hand, realized it was still heated up and paused to shake it off. He reached out and shook Danko's hand quick. "Lu...cky," he stammered.
Danko cocked his head, "Sorry?"
"Lucky. That's my name."
"Okay, Lucky. Good to meet you. So what's a kid like you doing bailing on $1.80 in the middle of nowhere?"
Luke smiled at him, "Hard times...for some of us."
"Yeah, I guess you're right." Danko held his hand up and the waitress looked up at him, "We'll have two specials," he called over to her.
"Sure, hon," she smiled at Danko but turned and glared at Luke.
Danko leaned across the table and quietly said, "Well, Lucky, how'd you like to earn something more than $20?"
Luke looked the guy in the eyes and could tell exactly what he was intending. He leaned back in the booth and sized up the guy. Danko was attractive, in an older way. And he could use the cash. He decided it was best to play it dumb rather than risk the guy wanting to beat the shit out of him. This was the Midwest after all. "Whatcha want me to do?"
Danko motioned for him to lean in which he did. Danko put his cheek against Luke's soft cheek and whispered into his ear, "I want you to meet me in the bathroom in one minute." His breath was hot and wet and it made Luke's dick twitch.
Danko leaned back, without waiting for an answer from Luke and got up, leaving the $20 bill on the table. Luke watched him go up to the waitress, get the bathroom key and then exit the diner. Luke's gaze followed the strangers as he walked cooly past the window, presumably for the bathroom.
Luke considered just taking the $20 and leaving the old man hanging but he was horny and the waitress was still eyeing him. Luke waited for a minute and then turned and followed Danko's path out the door.
He opened the door marked men's and stepped inside the wooden toilet. He was pushed from behind and forced against the wall. The door locked behind him quickly while Danko's body remained pressed against his own. Luke's hands instinctually heated up but were pushed against the wall. Danko's tongue dove into Luke's ear and Luke's legs gave out on him and his ass pressed into Danko's clothed crotch. Luke felt Danko's thick and hard hands reach around and go up his t-shirt, feeling the soft skin of his chest and tweeking his nipples.
Danko proceeded to chew on Luke's ear while Luke bucked back against him passionately, incapable of doing anything but grind into the man. Danko's hands moved down and roughly unbuckled Luke's belt and dropped his pants and underwear around his ankles. As they dropped, Danko whipped Luke's belt out of the loops. Belt in hand, he flipped Luke over and pulled his T-shirt over his head. He cupped Luke's balls as he kissed his neck. Luke undid Danko's black dress pants and let them fall off of him. Luke pushed Danko back slightly so he could take off the man's black sweater, exposing a pale but well defined chest. Luke was happy to see a little bit of graying chest hair and an interesting tribal tattoo over his right shoulder. Danko was still in his black bikini briefs as he pushed back into Luke.
Luke wrapped his legs around Danko's tight body. Danko kissed him passionately and carried him over and leaned him against the wall of the stall. Luke was riding his body with Danko's cock still contained in its black briefs, although it was raging to get out. Luke could feel it pushing through the thin cloth at his exposed butthole. Luke reached down and managed to pull the waist band down past Danko's hard cock and his big balls. With one hand around Danko's muscular shoulders, Luke used the other hand to position Danko's cock against his asshole and he pushed down. Without lube, the cock slid right over his hole and along his crack though.
Danko broke their kiss and stuck two fingers in Luke's mouth. Luke moistened them up eagerly as he continued to ride Danko. Danko reached down with his slobbery hand and stuck those two fingers in Luke's hole. Luke jumped back up the wall of the stall with his legs still wrapped around Danko and then he eased back down onto the fingers, gasping along the way. Danko finger-fucked him for a bit and then spread his fingers and Luke's asshole.
":Fuck me," Luke said with determination.
Following orders, Danko removed his fingers and positioned his cock over the hole and pushed into Luke.
"FUCK!" Luke yelled. He knew it was too loud for a diner bathroom but he didn't care. He had just gotten impaled with an entire seven thick inches of hard man meat. Danko's hands gripped the sides of Luke's ass and bounced him on his hips. The cold metal of the buckle against his ass told Luke that Danko was still holding his belt. Luke grabbed his big and defined biceps and rode Danko good.
"Oh yeah," Danko muttered, "You're a tight little fucker, aren't ya? But...not too tight." He then leaned in and started nibbling on Luke's other ear. Their chests pressed together as Luke reached around and held onto Danko's muscular shoulders. Danko reached up and gripped Luke's upper arms. He pushed Luke's arms above his head and against the stall wall. Luke was lost in the passion of Danko nibbling on his earlobe and didn't notice that Danko had tied his hand to the top of the stall with the belt.
Luke was now suspended against the stall wall while Danko picked up the pace and rammed into him harder and harder. "Yeah, yeah. That's it, boy. Take all of this daddy dick!" Luke bounced up and down, turning his head from side to side.
"Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Give it to me! Harder!" Luke said, as words of encouragement and not actually expecting Danko to pound him any harder but he did, and quicker too. "Oh shit, oh shit!" Luke yelled as he could feel his body tense up. Danko pushed against him and Luke's own hard dick was pressed into Danko's abs. Danko spread his arms out flat against the wall and leaned into him as Luke began to orgasm. He started to shoot his load between their chests and then felt Danko's hot load shoot into him. Danko panted harder and harder as load after load shot into Luke's ass and slowly began to drip out.
Danko continued to lean his hard sweaty body against Luke's own body. If he wasn't currenly tied to the wall of the stall, he would've collapsed to the floor. After minutes of their chests heaving together, Danko pushed back and let him cock slip out of Luke's ass. "Thanks, Luke. I was sure you'd be a good fuck," he said, smiling
Luke smiled back momentarily and then it hit him. He never gave Danko his real name. Terror overcame him as he realized the vulnerable position he had put himself in. He jerked quickly but was tied to the wall.
"You should really be more careful," Danko said as he tucked his dick and balls back in his briefs. "After all, you're looking at the man who's been hunting you, the man who is out to kill you."
Luke quicky fired up his hands and melted through the belt and softened the wall. He dropped to the floor and flung out both hands to the man advancing upon him. Waves shot forth and hit Danko. He lurched to the side but remained standing. His chest started to peel and then his skin all over seemed to...shift. Instead of his skin blistering, it began to grow hair. His eyebrows darkened and grew fuller and then, standing before him was Sylar.
"What the fuck?" Luke asked.
"Oh how I've missed those hands." Sylar said as he smiled. Luke smiled too and was never so happy to see another person, especially a hot and hairy man like Sylar standing before him in only a pair of black bikini briefs. "What the hell are you doing, kid?" Sylar asked him.
Luke looked down and grabbed his underwear and started to put them back on. "I...I knew...I mean...I was in control."
Sylar cocked his head. "C'mon now, Luke. Even you don't believe that." With one flick of his wrist, Sylar's pants came flying towards him. Without breaking his stare at Luke, Sylar grabbed them and started putting them on. "You've got to be more careful. The man who you just let tie you up and fuck you proper is the same man that's trying to kill you. Now you know who to watch out for."
As they got dressed, Luke couldn't help but smile at the fact that Sylar was back here with him. "So, where are you off to now?"
Sylar looked up at him. "Me? I'm off to keep an eye on your friend and mine, Mr Danko. You need to hit the road and stay under the radar." Sylar reached into his wallet and threw a few hundreds at Luke who was on the floor, putting on his shoes. "I'll be checking on you." Sylar walked to the door and turned before exiting, "And you better hurry up. Your dinner's getting cold."