PACEY'S DESIRE - Part Two
This is an unauthorized-fan-fiction-slash-erotica story involving characters from the teen-soap-drama "Dawson's Creek". I wrote this with the full mindset that the actors, as the characters were doing these things, but NONE of the actors have once stated that they are gay, and so that should not be assumed. "Dawson's Creek" and all characters mentioned within this story are trademarks and of copyright to Digital Entertainment Inc. and Sony Pictures.
Also, this is more mature audiences. Go away if gay sex bothers you. The actors, and most of the characters, are of consenting age. If you would like to say hi or tell me how I did on my first story, please send mail to greenpacey@hotmail.com. Thanks to those who have already! Read Part One if you haven't yet...
After exceptionally passionate gay sex, Dawson Leery and Pacey Witter did what anyone would do. They fell asleep.
Sprawled on Dawson's bed, Pacey woke up and found himself in the warm embrace of a sleeping Dawson. He smiled. He'd never thought of Dawson reciprocating his feelings. Of course he was a phenomenal lover, but Dawson seemed more than that... he was so-
R-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-ING! Fuck! The phone...
Dawson leapt up, startled and grabbed the cordless, "Hello?"
Pacey sat up and rubbed his eyes. He glanced at the clock. 7:56? Hadn't it been 4:30 two seconds ago? He looked over at Dawson.
"8:30? Yeah... sure. Pacey? No, I'll call him... Yeah. Meet us both here in a half an hour. We'll be ready." Dawson hung up. "Pace, Jack and Jen are back... want to see a movie? Starts at nine."
"Um... Dawson... We're naked. Our mutual friends are going to be here in thirty minutes. We're kinda a mess." Pacey gestured at their bed-ridden look and sticky bodies.
"Shower. Cures everything."
"Do we have enough time to each take a shower?"
"We do if we take it together..." Dawson said, casually as a naked boy could.
Pacey smiled and raised his eyebrows. "And how can I refuse such a cuties?" They kissed and Dawson grabbed Pacey's hand.
Because of time constraints they couldn't do all they'd like to. Pacey did soap Dawson up and played with his very hard cock, but nothing prepared Dawson for Pacey's mouth on him. Without warning, Pacey took the prick in his mouth and sucked it gently. He knew he was an amateur but oh how did he want to practice.
As the water cascaded down on Dawson's moaning frame, his cum sprayed Pacey's throat. Pacey swallowed it down and stood up, grabbing Dawson's ass. "That's for this afternoon." he said, giving the ass a firm squeeze. The two kissed and Dawson tasted himself.
"Babe, I'd love to lick you down, but we have to get ready."
The two left the shower and as Dawson dressed, Pacey put his bikini briefs back on and went downstairs to the laundry room and got his clothes. Dawson came down to find Pacey the way he was when he had first come to his house that afternoon.
Pacey was about to say he loved Dawson when the bell rang. Dawson opened the door and Jen and Jack stood there. "Hey."
"Hey, guys, " Jen said, flashing a grin. "How are my other two cuties?"
"Just wonderful, Jen. How was Christmas?" Dawson hugged Jen as Jack shook hands with Pacey."
"Hell as usual... yours?"
"Just fine." Dawson smiled.
"Hi, Pacey. What's going on?" Jack asked.
"Nothing you need to worry about." Pacey smirked.
After greetings were done and a slight scuffle emerged on the movie choice ("That's such a chick flick..." Jen groaned), Pacey and Dawson treaded more slowly behind Jen and Jack on their way to the car. Dawson quickly squeezed Pacey's hand. There weren't any words, but Pacey smiled back. It was a pleased, satisfied smile.
Driving (courtesy of Jen) off to the movie theatre, Jack had some conversation that Pacey got into. Dawson looked out the window. It was strange. He knew Jack had gone through shit for coming out, and he never envied him for that. But, he knew how happy he was now that it had been done. Yes, Pacey was there for Dawson and that made an incredible difference. Imagine: this morning he had been nowhere near confronting his flirtation with the male form, and now he was considering coming out? He looked at Pacey and felt a sincere warmth at his just being there. He was beautiful. After all they'd been through - had love and sex finally made their way in? A resounding yes came though.
Pacey, while talking to Jack and Jen, was trailing Dawson's leg with his finger. While discreet, Jack was able to glance the scene behind him in the rear view mirror. Pacey gradually moved his way up to the front of Dawson's jeans. He rubbed gently but very deliberately. Dawson met Pacey's eyes. A playful spark shone back. Dawson allowed a smile and felt Pacey slide his hand into his pants and over the half-hard cock, to which he gave a gentle stroke. But alas, they arrived at the theater and Pacey slid his hand out of Dawson's pants and everyone piled out of the car.
"Later, babe - promise." Dawson whispered.
"You bet."
On their way in, Jack made eye contact with Pacey and Jack gave a playful wink and a knowing grin. Pacey's eyes widened, and a tent in his jeans began to build. He sat through the movie with a right-raging hard-on the entire time.
Continuing soon!