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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Shameless_(US)
  Relationship:
      Ian_Gallagher/Kevin_Ball
  Character:
      Ian_Gallagher, Kevin_Ball
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-06-08 Words: 822
****** Rendezvous With You ******
by rollieollie
Summary
     A Gallagher party isn't a party without someone scurrying off to be
     fucked. Kevin wants Ian and drags him away to have his way with him.
     The two trade blowjobs in Kevin's bathroom with nobody the wiser.
“Hey Ian,” Kevin yelled over the noise in the Gallagher house. “Got something I
need help with, man,” he shouted.
The two males made little pretense about what it was that Kevin actually
needed. Party nights at the Gallagher house were crazy as it was, nobody would
notice them being gone for a few minutes. They both should know, this had
become a ritual somewhere along the way. The parties and the hand jobs in
Kevin’s bathroom while everyone was getting loaded.
Ian grabbed his beer and flung himself out the door after the male, “See ya
guys in a bit,” shot over his shoulder in case anyone was actually paying
attention. Chances were slim.
 
The two were inside the other abode and shoved in the bathroom, door locked, in
under a minute. “Shit Kev,” Ian mouthed, “You act like you miss me or
something.”
Kevin’s only real answer was to tear off his shirt, tossing it on the counter
of the small room. “Come on, strip,” he directed the younger male, his voice a
little husky and drunk. Part of the reason it was so hot was because one day
they could get caught. Ian had a smirk on his face as he shook his head and
started to take off his clothes, this part was typical.
Soon both of them were down to their skivvies. Boxers for Ian and briefs for
Kevin. Ian stared down at the massive hard on that he’d been fondling the last
couple of years. “Shit, Kev,”h e mouthed as his hand reached for it, grabbing
it out of the underwear so he could feel the ridges and warmth on his fingers.
He fell to his knees and looked up at the other guy. “Bros helping bros,
right?” he spit out, the reasoning Kevin had given him for this happening the
first time. They both knew that it was something beyond that now but it didn’t
matter. As long as hands and mouths found flesh there was no point defining it.
Shit, it wasn’t like they were boyfriends or something.
Ian leaned in, sucking the tip of the erection into his mouth, his tongue
swirling around the head. He wasn’t much of a bottom, not when it came to being
fucked, but he liked sucking cock. Especially Kevin’s. It was so big and he was
so forceful that Ian knew he was fucking good at it. It didn’t matter that they
both had significant others, or whatever the fuck Mickey even was, this was
just two dudes getting their rocks off because they needed it.
It wasn’t long before his tongue was licking up the shaft and even less time
before Kevin was making that low groaning that set Ian on fire. He reached down
to his own crotch, stroking his shaft to fully hard as he mouthed at the length
in his mouth.
Kevin’s hands found his hair, what little there was of it lately and Ian knew
what was coming. He took in a deep breath through his nose before he was being
forced down on the entire length of the shaft that usually lay hidden in
Kevin’s pants. He knew that Kev wouldn’t take it too far. He never did, but
every fucking time he felt like he was dying for a moment. Like he could never
breathe again and he’d be found shoved full of cock.
It was fucking hot.
Ian’s hand beat a path on his own dick, the slapping noises of a boy who can’t
control himself etching themselves through the bathroom as he was pulled on and
off of the older male’s dick, over and over again. He was drooling all over him
and there was nothing he could do about it. Then again, they both liked it
sloppy anyway.
The ginger boy knew that Kevin was about to cum when he started cursing. “Oh
shit, Gallagher, that’s right,” he started moaning and Ian did more sucking and
teasing with his tongue because that’s Kevin’s favourite. “Take it down your
throat, slut,” he said and Ian did, the length making him gag a little, which
Ian likes.
It wasn’t long before Kevin was beyond the point of self-control and his orgasm
was punctuated with these moans that always make Ian want to shoot his own
load. He took all that Kevin pumped into him, pulled off at the last, licking
his lips of any cum that might have escaped as he made his way to his feet
again.
Kev was lighting a cigarette, as always, and Ian was smirking at him as he kept
stroking his own tool. “Better hurry up there, Kev,” he said in a cocky voice
that he used around the other male a lot. “It’s your turn,” he finished,
letting the male have a drag or two before he takes the cigarette for his own.
Kevin dropped to his knees and Ian took control.
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