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missredherring · 8 months ago

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In the Flesh

The Penis Collector, Santos x Ted Garcia

Rating: M

Word Count: 630

Contents: M/M, anonymous sex. Use of a glory hole. m!oral. cum eating.

Summary: A glory hole in a dive bar at the edge of town truly is a liminal space, and this particular half hard cock straining through the side of a bathroom stall is all the proof he needs of that fact.

A/N: Idk, first time writing m/m. This was fun, trying to incorporate the psychedelic vibes from the movie. Quickly written before I have to run off to work. Any mistakes are mine.

It’s not hard to fall to his knees for this one.

Santos thought he was seeing things. The furtive whispers, descriptions delivered from the sides of mouths on heads half turned away, of late night parties fueled by drugs and desire, finally driving him to madness after too many late nights admiring the collection.

His favorite is here, right in front of his face, in the flesh. He’d recognize that bulbous head with the sweetest up turned corona anywhere.

It’s The Mayor.

Pleasantly plump, it has a nice familiar thickness to curl his hand around. The dildo is forever stuck in an erect state, so the foreskin protecting the ruddy head peaking out is a delightful discovery.

He can smell it: musky with just a hint of sweat. It had been hot today, and he imagines there’s excitement in the mix. The lure of the forbidden, the risk of getting caught.

A glory hole in a dive bar at the edge of town truly is a liminal space, and this particular half hard cock straining through the side of a bathroom stall is all the proof he needs of that fact.

He inches his knees apart to lower himself and get a better angle and studiously ignores the leather boots he knocks into and the way they shuffle in return. There’s a grunt from the other side when Santos finally takes the cock in hand. The other person doesn’t matter. There’s only him and this hot, heavy cock he’s been dreaming about in this stall. The faint throb of blood rushing through it is a reminder that this is flesh and blood instead of the cool silicone he's gotten to know so well.

He can’t hold back anymore and gives one, two, three long licks, the saliva that’s been pooling in his mouth spilling out at the first chance.

The taste is indescribable, and he can only think about getting another sample, to parse out the notes on his tongue. It takes no time to get the cock hard and leaking, to add another flavor element to the feast before him.

Santos takes it in his mouth completely, only stopping when his nose bumps against cold metal, and exhales, making the pubic hair poking through rustle with the force.

This close, with the head deep at the back of his mouth, Santos remembers the sack that hangs as a beautiful accent for the shaft, safely cradled by foam and protected in the metal case in his room and his hand comes up of it’s own violation to cup them, because the fantasy can’t be complete without a good fondle. It’s a sin to neglect such shining jewels, but once again he’s foiled by the stall and his hand falls back to his lap.

The disappointment is momentary as the cock starts to pull back, maybe annoyed with Santos’ distraction. He braces and sucks as the cock moves back and forth, aborted little thrusts that send vibrations between through the taunting barrier between them.

He falls into a trace of give and take. Letting the cock set the pace and take his mouth, resting for a moment here and there to pulse and tap out a morse code of praise on his tongue.

It’s a spiral of heady desire that twists him up more and more until there’s a louder grunt and his mouth is filling with salty, faintly bitter cum, rounding out the flavor profile. He swallows and can’t help the sound of protest that he makes when the cock slips back through the hole, tucked away and once again out of his reach. The boots turn away and leave him kneeling on the bathroom floor.

It was a dream come true, but all dreams come to an end.

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popcornforone · 8 months ago

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Better With You

A Santos Fan Fic

Oooh sweet Santos. We have have got you 5 weeks after america but that doesn’t mean I can’t write about you. So I’ve had some fun & it’s rather cool.

Synopsis:- You’ve joined Santos on an American road trip, which is sex filled, but when he heads out for a meeting you are left alone with his briefcase.

Word count:- 2000

Warning:- DONOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18! SPOILERS FOR DRIVE AWAY DOLLS WITH WHATS IN THE BRIEFCASE! Unprotected PIV sex, established sexual relationship, sex toys, squirting, mentions of oral & anal, nipple play, watching, masterbation, watching someone get off, swearing, teasing. Basically you & Santos want to fuck all the time. Reader is British due to a certain joke.

Thanks for the read peoples, I hope you enjoy. All feedback is welcome

He said he was popping out. A quick meeting. He looked nervous as he left. You’ve not known him long, but he told you he’s a collector. You are wondering if you are part of his collection. The man has a reputation for sleeping with all sorts of people from different countries. Being a Brit might mean you are just another tick in a box for something he’s tried but you don’t care. He asked you to come on this road trip with him & for the last 3 weeks he’s fucked you in every way possible.

Both of you were nervous to start on the first night. He’d been a regular at the bar you worked at & you’d never done this before but he said he wanted to show a good British girl like you the fun side of America. So this road trip began. You can distinctly still feel the first kiss on your lips. His body quivering more than yours. His penis he slipped between you skin & panties to arouse you both. The sight of something so girthy & meaty touching you had you gasping. You loved the stretch as he eventually slid inside you. That first night only lasted 3 minutes, almost like he couldn’t control his urges, cumming inside you, unprotected & with no inhibitions. But here you are now 20 days later. You give him a blow job every morning as a good wake up. He fucks your arse in the shower each night no matter where you are staying, & you’ve had complaints 4 times from rooms next door about your late night pleasure sessions. You’ve got lucky. You have a man who started off shy who genuinely wants nothing more than to satisfy your needs. His are just an added bonus.

So here you are in your hotel room. You’ve just crossed the state lines to enter Florida. He’s gone for his meeting. He did say there would be a few people he’d need to visit in this trip, but this afternoon he seems like he’s been gone for longer. You’ve used the hotel pool. The Florida Sun as you sunbathed felt so good on your skin & you’re now back in the room. When you entered the room you saw his brief case on the side. It’s usually the first thing he puts in the safe. It’s silver & he always if it’s not in the safe or in the locked boot of the car, has it in his possession. But no this evening it’s sitting on the table in your hotel room.

You try to not be curious, but your mind has you standing next to it, tapping the top of it. What’s in here that’s so precious? You pace back & forth looking at it wondering. Technically you’re on this trip with him. He’s left this in a room you are in. You know you shouldn’t as you bite your thumb contemplating if you should or shouldn’t.

“Fuck it” you eventually say & stand next to the brief case. It’s a combination lock. “3 attempts & then stop” you mutter. You click the first number around so the code reads 000 & the hook unlatches. “Fucking stupid idiot” you know your man was simple but not that simple. You think for another 5 second before opening the case. Your mouth drops open.

“Santos you kinky bastard!” There are 5 dildos inside the brief case. All of different size lengths & girths. All looking pristine. All making you lick your lips. You shut the lid & shake your head before having to open it again. You do this a few times, before having the courage to hold them. Each one you handel delicately & inspect. None of these are Santos, not one. He’s much girthier than all of these. The last one takes your interest as you hold it in your hands. You have watched some porn in your life. This is long & thin, & you’ve always wondered if the girls & guys in the films with these movies fake there orgasm. You like a thick cock, maybe that’s why you’ve not abandoned Santos yet. He satisfies you too well. But you look at it & hold it up. Your right hand stroking it. You have no idea when Santos is coming back. No one needs to know, especially if you do it over your bikini bottoms. You & the long thin dildo make your way to the bed & lie down. You look at it & wonder how deep it would go but not right now. You hold it near your intimacy & mutter to yourself.”what the hell am I doing” shaking your head. But that you gasp. The friction from the long stroke of the length pushing down the flimsy material on your clit sends shivers up your spine. Your nipple are erect in seconds. After a few stroke & moans you think is it just the sensation of being touched down there & how sensitive you are. You untie your bottoms & lay there. The dildo messaging your naked clit still a little damp from the earlier swim. Your thighs widen, an instant reaction to being pleasured. Slick building up already as you moan. Your mind isn’t remembering that you just thought about teasing. You lift the dildo to your face lick it & then slowly inch it inside you.

“Fuck ooooh god” those girls & guys weren’t faking it in porn. It feels incredible. You get it about half way in before realising you can’t take anymore. It was a slow work in. There’s not much stretch but you don’t care. You know the best wrist action & you start to thrust. “Oooh shit sooooo soooo ooooohhhh” you moan as your pussy gets used to the toy. Your eyes shut as your legs keep parting your body slowly moving to the edge of the bed. Lost in a moment of extreme self pleasure. Will this dildo make you cum?

“Naughty” you hear a moody deep tone & your eyes snap open as a hand joins yours & the toy is pushed further. He’s kneeling at the end of the bed watching your cunt take the toy, wanting you to take more.

“Santos!” You screech & you go to slip it out but his had grabs it & he starts to fuck you with the dildo. “I…I… oooh god” he’s more rampant than you are. It’s hitting the spot.

“Dont cum yet baby” he’s got the control, & he licks his lips as he fully inserts the dildo inside you. His movements have your trying to hold back your orgasm as his eyes behind those glasses widen. Your own face scrunching up, desperate for release. He doesn’t want to deny you. “Let go baby”

“Ooooh fuckkkkkk” your high pitched tone probably woke cats up as you flood. Soaking all of the dildo. Your body jittering as your sense are flooded. You lie there on your back panting from the intense pleasure. You feel so good.

Santos then withdraws the dildo & comes up to lie next to you on the bed, he’s still fully clothed. Trousers & a crisp white shirt. But what he does next has your eyes popping out. He starts to lick the dildo. His actions mimicking what you usually do to his penis as a morning delight, almost to the way that the tongue deals with the length. You can see why he gets so flustered each day watching you do this, it really is a sight to see. He lets go with a loud pop.

“You taste good no matter what beautiful” he whispers before then kissing you & you hear him unzip his trousers.

“How long were you watching?” You shyly ask.

“Long enough, that I knew you needed more”

“Did you now?” I raise a suggestive eyebrow.

“Ahemmm” he replies “I see you found my collection”

“Yea about that…” you pause “are you a cock womble?” You ask. It’s a nickname you call people who collect friends who are a bit of a dick & you’ve told Santos about this too after you called many people that working at the bar. He laughs as you say it. He tries to maintain the mood.

“Baby it’s okay, I’ll explain later though” his hand has moved to your clit while he shimmy’s his trousers down & off. Santos is always commando. “Right now you need a man not a toy”

“Sex is always better with you Santos” you say as you both move to lay on your right hand side & you feel his penis rub against your entrance.

“As much as my collection is rather fabulous I know you prefer me” he doesn’t ease in slowly. The stretch is one you alway want to feel. Almost splitting you. So thick. You moan deeply as he lifts your left leg up & he kisses your neck before he really starts to move. “Now I know you can take all that length im going to be even deeper & harder baby” He moves a hand to cup your breasts & realises your still in your bikini top. “Well this won’t do sweetheart.”

Your nipples enjoy the tease of this fingers & thumb once you are naked. It’s hardly a distraction though. Santos is balls deep, thrusting into you as you moan his name. Experiencing pleasure that you crave. Your walls flutter, your hand on your clit unable to keep up with his rhythm. Each time you moan his name or fuck, he kisses your neck or bites your ear. But that makes him go faster. Your necks going to have a mark on tomorrow, like your some teenager again.

“Mmmm Santos more more please fuck ooooh fuccccckkk.”

“Not yet baby”

“Mmmm im i…I…” you want to say your not sure you can hang on any longer you want to drench his cock, you climax approaches & no matter how much he tells you not yet you need a release. He turns your head to look him in the eyes, explicit indescribable sounds leave your lips. You’re pulling that awkward face, the one of pure desire.

“Cum sugar” & his kiss on your nose sets you off. Squirting everywhere, feeling it trickle down your thighs, the sheets sodden as you scream fuck the loudest you ever have. He looked at your cum face for as long as he could but he’s now looking down the bed at the mess you are making. He’s completely clamped inside you & the look of your face all scrunched & you squirting sets him off. “Fuck fuck ooohhh fuck” he spills his load. Jets of cum are emptied inside you. Your body so sensitive it’s twitching as you slowly come down from your high. Santos is the best lover you’ve had.

It’s as you both pant that you realise Santos is still wearing his white shirt. A few buttons are undone but it’s now covered in sweat from the sex.

“We need to get you out of this shirt Santos” you say & lick your lips.

“& you need a shower beautiful… let’s not waste the water” his hand runs through your hair. But that front strand stays in place.

“I’m not gonna say no to that” your hand strokes his length. “The usual shower routine?” You questions as you then stand up & shake your arse for him.

“No”

“No?” You sound shocked at that & then Santos gets off the bed & goes to the brief case & selects a thicker dildo that you had used previously.

“This is going to fuck your arse while you bend over & suck my cock.”

“You think my arse can take that?”

“It’s bigger than mine” he chirps & you both snigger.

“But is it better than you?”

“Well..” Santos says as he slaps your bum. “There’s only one way to find out”