“Freeze, Bartowski,”
At the sound of these words Chuck feels the sudden urge to pee, but manages to hold both himself and his bladder together. In fact the only sign that he’s the least bit flustered is the large pizza box that leaves the safety of his arms and goes flying through the air. It ends badly for the pepperoni stonebake, finishing the day with an unceremonious dunking in the fountain.
“Step away from my car and explain what you’re doing standing that close to her.”
“The pizza guy came and… and… I saw the car parked in your space and-"
“Don’t tell me, you wanted to blow this one up too?”
Chuck risks a glance over his shoulder and sees Major John Casey standing less than three feet behind him, wearing a lip curling snarl that would match any caged tiger. The man is big, powerful and mean and for some reason Chuck craves his approval. He even has to fight the urge to throw away his PS games (2 not 3) whenever Casey is sneaking past his bedroom window.
“It’s… it’s a nice car,” he says hesitantly.
“She’s a beauty alright.” Casey steps forward and strokes a hand lovingly across the shiny black hood. “Found her on eBay Motors.”
Chuck gulps because the slide of those fingers is having a weird effect down in his pants.
“You can touch her if you want.”
Reaching out a hand, Chuck makes the sound of a demented donkey when Casey grips his wrist way too tightly for a real live human.
“It was a test and you failed, buddy. You don’t ever touch her. Under any circumstances. You got that?”
For some reason, instead of going to ground, Chuck’s hard on gets even harder. He wills his heart to slow down and stop pumping blood so efficiently, but focusing on it just makes things worse.
“You got a problem understanding me, Bartowski?” Casey spits out his name and as he reaches an arm around Chuck’s trembling body, his fingers brush against the not-so-nervous occupant of his pants. “Oh, you have got a problem.” Casey’s mouth is up against his ear and his body is closing in and Chuck can feel a definite stirring sensation.
What he expected was laughter and for this to become a secret agent joke for the rest of his natural life. What he didn’t expect was for Casey to flick open the buttons on his pants and push them and his shorts down to knee level.
“Oh God. I…I…”
“You what, Bartowski?”
“We… we… can’t… here.” Stammering is one thing, but lack of sentencing powers is just moron territory… although kind of understandable seeing as Major John’s palm is now gripping his cock and jerking it up and down with smooth flicks of his wrist. Oh shit,that hand feels good. It’s big and strong and makes him whimper a little bit at the impressive technique. “Morgan.”
“I’m not planning on doing any more nerds tonight.”
“Morgan’s coming 'round for soggy pizza,” gasps Chuck, not wanting his best friend to catch him having sex on a car with the new Buy More guy.
“We’d better be quick then,” is all that Casey has to say on the matter.
The big man’s prepared. He takes a tube of slick out of his pocket with a “never know when you might get some,” comment and gets busy stretching Chuck open and jacking him close to the edge. Mad skillz!
“Oh god,” Chuck says again, but this time it’s more like a groan of approval as he’s now being bent over that shiny black hood and Casey’s easing his slick, rubber-coated prick inside him.
The fucking is a pain-laced rollercoaster ride, but it’s white-knuckle good and Chuck rises to the occasion. He likes the fact that Casey doesn’t treat him like a trembling virgin and just gets on and does him hard.
The big man comes with a violent pump of his hips and a snarl that has a slightly different nuance from usual. Still embedded, Casey pulls Chuck upright and works away at his cock with super agent style until Chuck’s looping the loop with a whine and a yowl and decorating the hood of that beloved new car with his own brand of polish.
“You can clean that up,” says Casey as he knots the condom and fastens his fly.
Chuck shakes his head. “Not allowed to touch her, remember,” he answers with a grin, pulling up his pants and heading inside to phone for a fresh pizza with pepperoni and extra olives.
DONE