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Fandom: Houston Knights
Series: Heat
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Joe/Levon
Archive: Starwinder's
Title: Heat 1
Author: Starwinder
e-mail: starwinder2of7@gmail.com
Standard Disclaimer: Houston Knights belongs to Jay Bernstein and Michael Butler and Columbia Pictures. No copyright infringement is intended. This is fan fiction, written out of love for the shows. I am making no money off this. I have no money so please don't sue me. Any original characters who may appear in these stories are the property of the author.

Heat 1
By Starwinder

Lundy looked the Yankee up and down and shook his head. Lord, have mercy! What an asshole! Then as he watched the man striding off added, Right pretty, though. He hurried to catch up. "You might wanna hold up there a minute, LaFiamma till you know where youíre going."

"What!? Ain't this the way to the parking area. Sign saysÖ"

"Yeah, But I gotta make a pit stop. Ya know what I mean. I been standing out here waitiní for you to land for near to an hour. Menís roomís this away." He turned on his heel and left LaFiamma to decide whether to follow him or stay there and wait.

After a minute the other man gave a disgusted sigh and started after him.

Lundy chuckled. Felt kinda nice to have the jerk trailing along behind him. He deliberately bypassed the closest bathroom and headed for one on the other side of the concourse.

LaFiamma trailed along behind the cowboy silently fuming. He noticed that they had already passed one restroom. "Hey!" He called to the cowboy.

Lundy didnít even glance back, "Thatínís way to crowded. Never get to use it." He kept walking. His smile spread into a grin.

He just wants to make me walk! LaFiamma fumed. Iím gonna get him for this. He stared at the cowboyís retreating back and hurried to keep up. Damn nice ass thoughÖ.and those jeans! How does he get in them?

Finally Lundy stopped in front of a restroom sign and let LaFiamma catch most of the way up before stepping inside.

The room was empty, and quiet, almost eerily so. He moved to the urinal and unzipped to do his business as LaFiamma sat his bag down beside the door and moved to the urinal next to the one he was at. Lundy was a bit surprised as he had figured the other man would want to keep some space between them.

Even though LaFiamma had entered last he finished first and tucking his cock back into his pants he turned and openly watched Lundy as he finished up and shook his cock off before preparing to tuck it back into his jeans.

Before Lundy could make his cock disappear inside his jeans LaFiamma spoke. "Nice all day sucker you got there, Cowboy."

The voice was amused and a little challenging.

Lundy turned to face the Yankee, caressing his cock he grinned, "I ainít got all dayÖ..but if you wanna suck ëerÖ"

LaFiammaís smile spread into a grin.

ëOh, Lord. I canít believe heís gonna--í

LaFiamma moved closer and dropped into a squat, rather than kneeling on the floor, but the action brought his mouth down to the level of Lundyís cock.

He leaned in and flicked the tip of his tongue across the head of Lundyís cock. Then took the smooth red knob completely into his mouth, applying just the right amount of suction to make it start to rise to full erection. As the cock hardened in his mouth he swirled his tongue around the head then leaned in closer to swallow the entire length of the thick organ.

"Oh! My God!" Lundy was helpless to suppress the exclamation.

LaFiamma grinned around the cock at that. Then as he began to bob up and down on the now rampart pole, he began to hum softly. His eyes closed, his mouth sliding up and down the rigid cock, he reached out and wrapped one arm around Lundyís legs to steady himself as he began to rock using his whole body to drive his mouth on Lundyís cock.

Lundy moaned. ëSweet Jesus! Nobodyís everÖ. A hummer! God!í

Then his mind went blank and there was nothing except the heat of LaFiammaís mouth on him. Hot! Wet! Vibrating with the humming!

He knew he was about to cum. He couldnít hold out very long against the hungry mouth and LaFiammaís determined sucking.

He felt LaFiammaís other arm go around his legs and then with a shock felt his feet leave the floor as LaFiamma suddenly stood up, lifting him and quickly stepping to the nearby wall, pressing Lundy against it just as the cock exploded in his mouth.

Lundy recovered from the shock of being picked up quickly and as LaFiamma greedily sucked every drop of his cum out of him, he wrapped his legs around LaFiamma and used the leverage to thrust into the manís face.

Finally his balls were completely drained and LaFiamma stepped back slightly letting Lundy slide down the wall till his feet reached the floor. He steadied Lundy as the Texan swayed slightly, a little unsteady on his feet from the force of his climax.

Feeling suddenly awkward Lundy started to push past LaFiamma so he could straighten up but the Yankee held on. Reaching out he closed one hand on the back of Lundyís head and drew the cowboy in for a kiss.

Lundy trembled at the passion in the kiss. LaFiamma held him close for a long moment then stepped back grinning.

Lundy wasnít certain what to say or do. In a way it was the strangest encounter he had ever had. Brief and intense. Passionate. He hadnít really thought the other man would do it when he made the offer. NowÖ. What if we have to work together? Iíll be thinkiní about this every time I look at him.

Lundy pulled away and started putting his cock back into his pants.

LaFiamma watched him and shook his head at the flash of guilt he saw on the other manís face. "Hey!"

Lundy looked back at him.

"No regrets, Cowboy. Never regret pleasure, no matter how fleeting. Thereís too much pain in the world."

Lundy looked down at the floor still feeling ashamed. "Yeah," he said. "You got that right." Thereís way too much pain in the world. "We better get going. Lieutenant's waiting."

THE END

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