Gay Bar | By : ClockworkPokemon Category: +G through L > Lorax, The Views: 1605 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A.N. Lorax/Once-ler RP featuring Kitty as Lorax and Terry as Once-ler
The Once-ler's gaze flitted around the room as he pulled on his coat and thneed, preparing to go out into the chilly night. He'd been severely on edge for the last few weeks, and if he didn't get some sort of relief soon he was going to go insane. It wasn't that he didn't like the Lorax—on the contrary, what he needed was to forget his overwhelming urge to fuck the forest guardian. He shivered at the thought, a tiny electric feeling running over his skin and giving his cock a jolt. No! Bad! He scolded himself, and opened the door, stepping out into the night. The Lorax sat underneath a truffula tree, letting out a little groan. He couldn't stop thinking about the Once-ler, not even for a second, since the man had arrived in the forest. There was something alluring about him and he wanted to fuck the man. Badly. It was a rare occasion when he didn't find himself growing aroused just thinking about the Once-ler, and hiding it was becoming increasingly difficult. The Lorax sighed, lost in his own thoughts, when he heard the door to the Once-ler's house open, the man stepping out into the night, dressed to go somewhere. The Lorax thought a moment about following him, maybe this could turn out to be his chance! With that in mind, he snuck after the Once-ler, following him silently. Where was he going at this hour? The Once-ler continued on, oblivious to the small creature that followed him, until he reached town. When he arrived, he strode through the streets, obviously confident of where he was going, and after a few short minutes, arrived at his destination: the local gay bar. When he stepped inside, many an eye turned toward him, and he received a few “hey there!”s and whistles. He blushed and quickly stepped up to the bar, ordering a fruity drink and trying not to make eye contact with anyone. He could still feel eyes on him; he hadn't expected to receive so much attention already and he ducked his head down, overwhelmed with a sudden shyness. The Lorax trailed the Once-ler all the way to town, but he stopped dead in his tracks when he saw the man head into a gay bar. He placed his hands on his hips and huffed, no way was he about to let the Once-ler fuck some random guy. He headed into the nearby alleyway, quickly using his magic to transform himself into a human, complete with clothes, a mop of red hair, freckles, and his trademark moustache. “Perfect,” he laughed to himself, heading into the bar and searching around for the Once-ler. When he caught sight of him, he casually stepped over, pushing a few people aside and standing next to him at the counter, pretending not to notice him just yet as he ordered a random drink. The Once-ler glanced over as another man stepped up to the bar beside him, and he immediately wished he hadn't. The man was the spitting image of the Lorax, and that was the last person he wanted to think about right now. He downed his drink and signaled to the barkeeper. “Another, please.” He'd just have to push the Lorax out of his mind for now if he wanted to get laid. He turned to the man on his other side, a cute, short brunette. “So, um...how are you doing?” he mumbled, his face much too red for his liking. The man barely managed to get a word out before the Lorax cleared his throat loudly, drawing the Once-ler's attention. “Excuse me, sir, but may I buy you a drink?” he asked politely, he refused to let the Once-ler even flirt with another man. The Once-ler blinked. “I...I...” he stuttered, his face heating up even more. This man even sounded like the Lorax, it was uncanny. “I-I'm sorry, but I was talking with him.” he gestured to the man on his other side, pressing himself up against the bar to hide his growing erection. He really wished he could just stop thinking about the Lorax for a few minutes, but this man was making it hard to do so. The Lorax leaned against the bar, scooting a little closer to the Once-ler. “Well I was talking to you,” he replied with a smirk. “C'mon, let me buy you a drink.” “N-no thank you,” the Once-ler murmured, straightening up and tossing the money for his drink on the counter. “I have to go. Goodbye,” he nodded apologetically to the brunette and hurried away from the bar, looking around for an exit. He found one that led out into the back alley, and he leaned against the brick wall, letting out a long sigh. What was he doing? His distraction with the Lorax was killing his chances of meeting someone; he'd been terribly rude to those two nice men because of it. He hung his head, staring at the ground. Maybe tonight just wasn't the night; he should probably be taking care of his needs himself anyway. He glanced around, making sure he was alone, then reached down to touch his erection lightly through his pants. The Lorax narrowed his eyes, watching the man weave through the crowd and out the back door. He shot the brunette a glare before heading after the Once-ler, determined to get some action from him tonight. He slowly opened the door a crack, peering out to see if the man was still out there, when he saw the Once-ler palming himself, his eyes went wide and he licked his lips. There was no way he would let the Once-ler go without fucking him, or giving him a hand job at the very least, so he opened the door the rest of the way, quickly moving in front of the Once-ler. “Hey there,” he said nonchalantly, placing his hands on his hips with a grin. The Once-ler shrieked and instinctively jumped backwards, which unfortunately happened to be right into the brick wall, and he smacked his head sharply against it. He groaned in pain and the hand that wasn't attempting to cover his erection went to his head, rubbing it painfully before he examined it. No blood, that was good. He turned to the man angrily. “What do you think you're do..ing...” he trailed off as he gazed at the man; he looked more like the Lorax than ever, and the Once-ler was beginning to seriously want to touch him. “L-look, I came out here to be alone, okay?” The Lorax stepped a little closer. “I can see that,” he replied, raising his eyebrows and glancing down at the man's erection. “You came here to get laid, didn't you?” It was a bold question, but the Lorax was confident he knew the answer. “Well...yeah,” the Once-ler muttered, refusing to meet the man's eyes. “It's just—you remind me of someone I know,” he admitted, his cheeks flushing red. “I-it'd be weird,” he mumbled. How could he fuck this guy without thinking of him as the Lorax? He didn't think it was possible. The Lorax's grin only grew wider, could he possibly be talking about him? “Do you like this guy?” he asked quietly, reaching out to place a hand on either side of the Once-ler, cornering him against the wall and leaning in close. “You could pretend that I'm him,” he mumbled, his lips close enough to the Once-ler to blow hot air on his ear with each word. The Once-ler shuddered, feeling quite helpless under this man's bold assertions. “I—that is, I mean—I don't—oh god, please touch me,” he moaned, grabbing the other man and yanking him close, grinding his hips up against his. He captured the man's lips in a desperate kiss, sliding his tongue into his mouth with a moan. The Lorax nearly melted into the kiss, letting out a needy moan as he pushed the Once-ler back against the wall, grinding forcefully back against him while his tongue tangled with the other man's. He reached down to grip the Once-ler's ass through his trousers, letting out a groan of absolute pleasure as he was finally able to touch that perfect ass. The Once-ler whined and bucked his hips up, his fingers traveling up to tangle in the man's hair. “P-please, just—I need it now,” he moaned. His erection was pulsing almost painfully, demanding more, and he spun himself around, yanking his pants down to his knees and exposing his ass. He fumbled in his coat pocket, pulling out a condom and a small bottle of lube and tossing them both to the other man. The Lorax grinned, quickly undoing his jeans and ripping the wrapper off the condom before rolling it onto his dick. He popped open the bottle of lube, pouring out a generous amount on his length and dropping the bottle to the ground. “You ready for this?” he murmured, not waiting for an answer before roughly gripping the Once-ler's hips and thrusting half of his length inside the man. The Once-ler bit down hard on his arm, stifling a scream as the man pushed into him. “Fuck,” he cried, thrusting his hips back slightly. “Y-you feel amazing...” ...Moustache, he almost continued. No, no no! This wasn't the Lorax, and he shouldn't be thinking of it as him, no matter what the man said. Besides, no one else was just like the Lorax—even if this man did come dangerously close. The Lorax rested his chin on the Once-ler's shoulder, planting small kisses on the side of his neck as he eased in the rest of his cock. “So do you,” he moaned, wishing he could tell the man who he really was, but he didn't risk blowing his cover, he needed this. He slowly pulled out to the tip before sliding back in, taking it slow, wanting to savor every second. The Once-ler let out a long, low moan as the man slid into him once more, and he pushed his hips back against him, gasping as the tip of the man's cock brushed against his prostate, sending pleasure throughout his entire body. “God, you're such a tease,” he mumbled, his face red. “I want to remember this for a long time,” the Lorax murmured, biting down on the Once-ler's neck and sucking as he started up a steady pace of thrusting in and out, reaching around to grip the other man's cock, stroking it in time with his movements. The Once-ler cried out softly as his cock was touched, and he pushed his ass back against the man's cock, reveling in how full he felt each time it thrust into him. Everything the man did to him was perfection, and his pleasure grew more intense with each passing second. The Lorax quite suddenly pulled out all the way. “We're doing this now,” he said matter-of-factly, spinning the Once-ler around before picking him up, forcing the other man to wrap his long legs around him, leaning the Once-ler back against the wall for support as he thrust back into him. “Oh fuck,” he moaned, the new angle feeling absolutely amazing. This time, the Once-ler couldn't hold back his scream of pleasure, and he immediately clapped a hand over his mouth, his face red. “F-fuck, man!” he gasped, thrusting his hips up and down as best he could in his position. But despite his awkwardness, the position they were in was perfect, allowing the man to slam into the Once-ler's prostate with each thrust. “K-keep going!” The Lorax thrust roughly in and out, picking up speed as the pleasure intensified. “I-I'm getting really close,” he gasped, slamming his length in and out rapidly. He clung tightly to the Once-ler's legs, digging his nails into the man's thighs. The Once-ler tossed back his head with a cry as the man's repeated thrusts brought him to orgasm, and he came across the man's stomach. “Moustache,” he mumbled, everything hazy around him as he slowly came down. The Lorax came immediately after, shooting his load into the condom. “Oh, god, Beanpole!” he cried as he came, forgetting that the Once-ler didn't even know who he was. He stayed buried inside the other man, pressing his face into the Once-ler's shoulder, suddenly remembering where they were and the circumstances surrounding it, his cheeks grew hot and he didn't dare move, afraid to do anything more. The Once-ler would surely be pissed. The Once-ler leaned against the man, happy and sated. What he had said didn't kick in until a few moments later, and when it did, he let out a yelp and pushed the man away, falling to the concrete on his bare ass. He winced and looked up at the man, his cheeks red. “L-Lorax? Is that...?” The Lorax stumbled backward as the Once-ler pushed him, but he managed to catch himself. He sighed, glancing down at his feet as he pulled off the condom, dropping it to the ground before buttoning his jeans. “Yeah, Beanpole,” he muttered. “It's me.” What more could he even say? There was no excuse for what he did and the Once-ler would probably never forgive him for it. The Once-ler's eyes widened, and he felt slightly dizzy as he tried to figure out what was going on. He had just been fucked by the Lorax. The Lorax had wanted to fuck him. Oh. “Goddamnit, Moustache!” he exclaimed irritably as he got to his feet and pulled his pants up. “Why the fuck didn't you just say so?!?” He threw himself at the man, wrapping his arms around him and kissing him passionately. “...and why are you a human?!” The Lorax's eyes went wide. The Once-ler wasn't mad at him? He kissed back, slipping his arms around the Once-ler's waist and holding him tightly. “I followed you here,” he admitted, pressing his cheek against the other man's chest. “I didn't want you fucking anyone but me, so I made myself human and fucked you myself.” His grip around the Once-ler tightened a bit. “I'm sorry, maybe I should have actually tried romancing you when I started liking you. I just kinda assumed furry meatloaves weren't your type.” “Furry meatloaves are exactly my type, it seems,” the Once-ler giggled, pressing a kiss to the Lorax's head. “I guess I should have told you how I felt, too. But geez, I thought you hated me! I didn't think I had a chance.” The Lorax laughed, nuzzling against the Once-ler's chest lovingly. “I guess now's as good a time to start as any.” He glanced up at the Once-ler with a grin. “What d'you say, Beanpole, you wanna give this a shot?” The Once-ler felt his cheeks heating up, and he nodded shyly, pressing a soft kiss to the Lorax's forehead. He'd never dreamed that this would actually happen, but then again, tonight had been full of surprises. The Lorax's grin grew wider and he leaned up to kiss the Once-ler before pulling away and grabbing his hand. “Now let's go back to the forest so I can fuck you properly.”
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