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Metal Pole Kink

Title: Metal Pole Kink
Author: stripesco04_nur 
After reading about pole kinks, Connor decides to see what the “rush” is all about, and receives some welcomed help…
I don’t own these characters!
I think I got rid of the Americanized quirks in this one! The gift mention in the first sentence is suppose to be one of those erotic books where people write about their own little secrets or kinks. (In case you didn’t quite understand it.)


It was because of Tom and Duncan's horrible teasing gift for his twenty-first birthday that had Connor staring resolutely at the metal pole that graced the architecture of the abandoned building, where another anomaly had appeared.

Luckily no monsters had come through the time portal, and Cutter had only mumbled that they wait for this one to close on its own accord.

Connor swallowed thickly, glancing feverishly at the pole again before ducking his head down behind his laptop.
What the bloody hell is wrong with me? He thought bitterly, shyly looking at the pole as his cheeks began to heat up again. It's just a bloody pole!

My deepest kink... was a love for swinging upon the poles. Hell, it didn't matter that I was guy! It really got my blood pounding, especially when that cool metal is sliding against your...

Connor gasped out loud. His hands tugging at the side of his head as tried effortlessly to will the repeated text away from his mind.

"Fuck!" He cursed.

Carefully setting his laptop down, Connor moved from his spot towards the pole.
Standing in front of it, he huffed and said out loud, "It's just a pole..."
He reached out and briefly touched it before the words from the text jumped out at him, and he gulped; cheeks flaming once more.

He wrapped his entire right hand around the metal pole, and secured his left just a little bit underneath the right.
Pressing his body up against the pole, Connor swallowed before allowing his hips to thrust forward just a bit.
The metal tingled, and it did hurt just a bit, but what an experience!

Connor smiled and braced his hands as he spun around the pole; giggling at the rush of air that past him.

"What are you doing?"

Connor staggered and instantly let go of the pole, causing him to topple to the floor.
He looked up to meet the intense staring of Stephen who was frowning at him while cradling a rifle.
"N-nothin'!" Connor mumbled, hoping Stephen hadn't caught him spinning around some stupid metal pole...

Stephen's mouth twitched and the lab technician walked up to the pole. Gently placing the gun on the ground, he reached out to the pole - grasping it tightly and glancing up to the ceiling.
"You were doing it wrong, y'know," Stephen muttered, tightening his hold on the pole.
"What?" Connor whispered; his eyes widening as Stephen plastered his body up against the pole.

"You're suppose to thrust up and down to get the real sensations," Stephen proceeded to rut himself against the pole, not minding that his little throaty moans were causing Connor's cock to stir.
"Then you spin," Stephen continued his lecture, gripping the pole as he curled one leg around the pole and swung his body towards the right.

Connor gasped as his pants became a little too tight, and he covered his hand protectively over his crotch as Stephen finished spinning and smiled ruefully at the student.
"Now come here, and try again," Stephen said sternly, standing back from the pole and watching as Connor slowly got to his feet and stood in front of the pole.
Tentatively he reached out and grasped the pole, and pressed himself to the cool metal which was a startling contrast to his heating hips below.

As Connor began to take his first thrust, Stephen scared him with a shout of, "No!"
"What?" Connor asked, blushing even more as he felt Stephen near him.
"You're still doing it wrong," Stephen whispered, "Let me help, you."

Connor gulped as he felt Stephen's body fit against his own. His cock strained a little bit more as it was pushed against the metal pole and Stephen's own cock began to press against Connor's arse.
Strong hands cupped Connor's hands, and Stephen moved forward to whisper softly against the student's ear, "Like this, Con."
The lab technician's body pressed even closer and Connor whimpered as he felt Stephen's crotch hit his bum.

Cheeks burning, Connor squeezed his eyes close and willed his body to relax, never realizing that his own body was mimicking Stephen's.
"You got it!" Stephen shouted a few seconds later, smiling as Connor rutted against the pole and leaned ever so subtly back against the lab technician.

Stephen gently let go of Connor's hands and tried to pull away from the warm body, but a small whine escaped the student's mouth, and Stephen settled his hands upon the somewhat plump waist.
Connor let out another frustrated whine as Stephen pressed himself tighter against him.
"Please... Stephen..." Connor mumbled, leaning his head back so it rested against the lab technician's shoulder.

Stephen's eyes widened as he felt his clothed cock rub against the student's arse, and the whine breaking from the body in front of him.
Dazed, he reached to Connor's pant's button; unclasping it and pulling the zipper down...

Connor whimpered as his pants slide down to pool around his ankles. His cock throbbed against his orange boxers and Connor gave a low moan as a hand gently rubbed it.
"Stephen..." Connor mumbled again, feeling Stephen thrust a bit against him.
Stephen gasped as his cock grinded against the student's arse again and again...

Without even thinking, Stephen slid his hand down the student's boxers and cupped the thick shaft.
Connor let out a breathy moan, leaning back some more as the lab technician's hand tightened against his manhood.
Stephen groaned as he ran his hands all over the organ, smiling as he felt Connor shudder thickly before a frown covered his face.
Glancing down Stephen notice a similar problem had arisen upon his own cock, and he gently removed his hands from Connor's boxers.

"No! Stephen... Please!" Connor whined, pressing his bum to the lab technician's crotch again and causing the older man to groan at the sensation.
"Don't worry, Connor," Stephen whispered, unbuckling his belt and pulling his jeans down.
Connor mumbled as Stephen pressed even more closing to the student; their private parts separate only by thin layers of undergarments.
"I haven't any lube, so this might tinge a bit, mate," Stephen muttered, pulling his underwear and Connor's boxers down in one quick movement.

Connor shivered as he felt the air brush against his naked bum, and his body shook as something wet crooked itself against his most scared spot.
Eyes wide, Connor couldn't help but moan as the finger gently stroked him before another one was added.
"I thought you'd be tighter," Stephen mumbled, pressing a third finger inside the student's body before retreating and spitting into his palms, letting the saliva coat the head of his own throbbing cock.

"F-fuck!" Connor squeaked, feeling Stephen fill him completely.

"Ah, damn!" Stephen cursed, feeling Connor clamp down a bit.

"Move!" Connor gasped out loud, rocking his arse back against the lab technician's cock.
Stephen growled, and moved his hips forward so they brought a delicious moan from the back of the student's throat.

Stephen held tightly to the other as his thrusts sped up and he felt Connor shake in his hold.
"Stephen, please... Touch me!" Connor whimpered, his eyes falling close and his hair leaning over his forehead in a sweaty clamp.
Stephen smiled and reached around to grasp Connor's weeping prick. A few hard tugs and a few brushes of his finger on the slit had Connor shuddering and falling like putty against the lab technician.

A burst of come splattered against the pole as Connor leaned his head against it. 
His arse tingled and continued to move as Stephen's thrusts went on and on...
Finally Stephen gave another sort of growl, and buried his face against the student's back; his body shaking with his orgasm.

The two leaned against each other, each trying to control their breathing as Stephen gently pulled himself away.
Connor's body ached with emptiness and he fought himself not to whine as he struggled to pull his boxers and pants up.

Making sure the zipper was up, Connor turned to the lab technician whose expression was that of puzzlement...

"Well," Connor began, "Now I can tell people that I was fucked without -"
Stephen's lips crashing on his silenced the rest of the unfinished sentence as Stephen cradled the back of the student's head.

Pulling apart, Stephen smirked at him.
"You finish that damn sentence," He jeered, "I dare you to!"

Please leave anything!



( 15 comments — Leave a comment )
Jun. 16th, 2010 02:48 am (UTC)
Hell yeah! Exploring new kinks for the win!
Jun. 18th, 2010 10:52 pm (UTC)
Amen! Lol! Thanks!
Jun. 16th, 2010 08:59 am (UTC)
Bloody hell, that was a kink I didn't know I had!

But I used to love sliding up and down poles as a kid. I rather suspect I now know why. *g*

Very hot. I love the matter-of-fact way Stephen told Connor he was doing it wrong.
Jun. 18th, 2010 10:53 pm (UTC)
Lol! Thanks!
Jun. 16th, 2010 09:46 am (UTC)
"This is the voicemail of nietie . I can't communicate right now. My mind is in the gutter and in heaven at the same time."
Jun. 18th, 2010 10:54 pm (UTC)
I'm gonna take that as a job well done! Lol!
Jun. 16th, 2010 11:16 am (UTC)
Please leave anything!
Would my brain as a puddle on the floor be acceptable??

:D RAWR! This was delicious *g* I think I may have to go and lie down in a darkened room to recover from the hot pole!sexxin :)
Jun. 18th, 2010 10:54 pm (UTC)
Yes a brain puddle is acceptable! Lol! Thank you!
Jun. 16th, 2010 06:58 pm (UTC)
OMG, that was very hot -- and I think I now have a new kink *g*.

One Brit point you might want to know -- where you've got pants, we say trousers. Pants are what are worn under trousers!
Jun. 18th, 2010 10:56 pm (UTC)
Haha! I know now about the whole pants/trousers thing! I was actually talking to one of my friends about this story and she was like, Brits don't use the word pants they use trousers, and I was like oh crap! Fail!

Lol! Glad you liked it, and thank you for mentioning these little quirks/points out to me!
Jun. 16th, 2010 10:46 pm (UTC)
Rather hot in here!
Jun. 18th, 2010 10:56 pm (UTC)
Jun. 17th, 2010 04:13 pm (UTC)
*expires messily into a puddle of goo & feathers*

A few odd bits of phrasing (Stephen shouting, for example, or jeering) that seemed a little odd, but, uhm... *melts a little more because that was bloody hot*
Jun. 18th, 2010 10:57 pm (UTC)
Thank you!
Oct. 31st, 2010 07:50 pm (UTC)
Stephen the best teacher ever :D
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