Steamy, Fic

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Title: Steamy
Pairing: Viggo/Sean
Rating: NC-17
Archiving: viggo_cursive, Rugbytackling
Authors": mooms (Viggo) govi20 (Sean)

Disclaimer: We don't know these men, it never happended, it's all just in our heads!

Steamy

~Sean~ 


I’ve just got out of bed when the phone rings. When shooting a film like this you take sleep when you can get it. The schedule is so demanding that I am exhausted, but no more than the others. We’re all in it ; perhaps that’s what’s makes us bond like we do. I just hope the phone call doesn’t mean I’ll have to go back to the studio or the location. We were promised the night off, but if the dailies are not good, we will have to.

When I pick up the phone, the excited voice on the other end starts talking immediately. I sigh, swinging between relief and annoyance : Orlando. He’s a good kid, but a bit tiresome. I prefer spending time with Viggo, even though he can be a nuisance too.

“What do you want, Orlando?”

Without ever taking a breath he starts telling me how he and Billy have found this awesome place, a sauna, and how they talked the owner in letting us have it for our own tonight. How all the Hobbits and he are going. How he didn’t get John to come too, but Ian will. Oh, and he adds casually, Viggo will come too. And of course he expects me to come.

He tells me how great it will be and how relaxing, how they can offer you a great massage, about the big Turkish steam bath and how wonderful we will all feel afterwards. He assures me he hasn’t invited Liv or Miranda, in case I am a prude, which he knows I am not.

I have to admit that it does sound good and it will be a lot healthier than going to the pub again tonight and  getting pissed. It’s just the Viggo part, or should I say parts that are worrying me. For months now I have been thinking about him and his parts, and I am not sure I can cope with a wet and naked Viggo. But on the other hand, it might just take the edge off. And I can wear a towel can’t I?

So finally I say I am coming. Orli, almost jumping down the line in his enthusiasm, makes me smile. We’ll see what happens.

 

~Viggo~

It’s great to have the night off from shooting. When Orli called earlier, I thought for one dreadful moment that we were gonna have to return to the set and do re-shoots, which frankly would have gone down like a lead balloon.

We are all exhausted on this shoot and the idea of going to have a nice, relaxing sauna is very appealing. The only thing worrying me slightly is that Orli was going to call Sean next.

Don’t get me wrong, I love to spend time with Beanie and close as we all are on this set, I feel closest to him.

We are pretty much the same age, both have kids and failed marriages behind us and share a mutual interest in beer and what he calls “real” football. We clicked with the first handshake and sometimes it feels as if we are the only grown-ups here, when the Elf and the Hobbits get out of hand.

John keeps himself apart a little and Ian is always the sardonic observer, watching over their antics with an indulgent, Gandalf-like eye. Of course, we don’t always behave entirely adult and enjoy playing pranks on them from time to time. Beanie and I are always on the same wavelength at times like that.

He has become a good friend and he means a lot to me, but lately it has been more than that. I have found my body responding physically to his presence, especially when we are working close together on set and have given silent thanks for the fact that Aragorn wears the long surcoat.

I have found myself noticing the way his green eyes shine, when he is excited about something and the way his eyes crinkle at the corners, when he laughs.

Although we have always been casual about taking our costumes off in front of each other, I have started to notice how beautiful his body is, with his strong, well defined back muscles and his perfect ass, and I sometimes have to turn away and get my breathing under control in case he notices.

Because my best mate is not only 100% Blade, but also 100% straight and I would never want to endanger our friendship by letting him know how much I want him. The prospect of him wandering around in a steamy sauna in close proximity is making me hard already and causing me a good deal of anxiety.

Shit ! That’s the car horn. Orli is here to pick me up. I almost wish I had an excuse not to go, but it’s too late now !

~Sean~ 


I’ve been torn between anticipation and apprehension ever since Orlando called. To calm myself down I went upstairs and took a shower, even though I know that it’s pretty stupid to take a shower when you’re going to the sauna. It’s a relief when I hear the car on the gravel in front of the house.

Ian is sitting beside Orlando, so I get in  the back, next to a very quiet Viggo. He doesn’t look like he’s looking forward to this sauna thing and I guess Orli has dragged him away from painting or writing or whatever.

“You alright mate,? I ask and he nods and smiles.

The kid drives like he hasn’t lived long enough to know what fear is and it’s pretty distracting. Viggo and I look at each other and roll our eyes, but I know he’s crazy enough to actually enjoy it. I am almost glad when we reach the place.

Billy, Dom and Lij are already waiting for us. It seems Sean had another appointment, so it’s just us 7 left. We walk in and the very friendly owner (Orlando must have given him a considerable sum of money) explains us how to do this. He points out the possibility of a massage and shows us around. Then he leaves and we’re alone.

The Hobbits and Orlando don’t lose time in stripping down and just throw their towels around their necks. Ian looks at us with a wry smile and then starts stripping down too. I manage to look everywhere, except in Viggo’s direction, but feel very grateful when I see Ian folding his towel around his waist, and I follow his example.

We just have to go after the sound to find the others under the showers. There seems to be a big party going on and for once I am glad, because I can think of something else but the hard on I have been sporting every since I started undressing.

When I see Viggo and Ian both unwrapping their towel and stepping under a shower I follow their example. I hold my face up under the streaming water and am finally relaxing a little when I glance to my right and see Viggo looking at me.

Something in the way he looks at me makes me think I am not the only one aroused here. Fuck, could it be?

~Viggo~

Ian is in the front, so I get in the back of the car and then we’re off to pick up Sean.

Shit, this means he will be in the back with me. I am thankful I put on this long shirt, as sharing the back seat with him is going to do nothing to calm down my rampant hard-on. I think I am reverting to a horny teenager. Maybe it’s a midlife crisis !

Sean looks at me strangely after a while and I realize that I haven’t said a word since nodding a greeting to him, when he got into the car. I am also trying to avoiding  my leg sliding against his every time Orli takes a bend like a Formula One driver.

When he asks me if I am OK, I can only nod and smile. Has his voice always been this fucking sexy ?

After we’re shown around by the owner, the kids shed their clothes in record time and head for the showers. I note that Astin has pleaded a prior engagement, which doesn’t surprise me. He is always reluctant to get drawn into these escapades.

As I take off my clothes, I try not be too obvious and look at Sean  too much, then  I notice that he is definitely avoiding looking at me. There is something going on here. We share a trailer and  it’s not as if we are not used to seeing each other in a state of undress.

Ian has noticed something. I can tell from his smile. Sean has started to blush in a charming, boyish way and I see relief on his face, as Ian pointedly wraps a towel round his hips, giving Sean the cue to do the same. Seems to me that there is stirring beneath that towel, though, and it is beginning to dawn on me that maybe I am not the only one aroused.

Well I have never had a problem with being naked,  but  now I have a not-so- little something  to hide, so I take a towel too  and head for the showers.

Once under the water, I sneak a look at Sean. My eyes are drawn to his groin and sure enough, he is sporting a pretty impressive erection to match my own.

My eyes move up his body until they meet his and I see a mixture of surprise and excitement, mingled with a little disbelief.

Ian lets out a snort of laughter. The others are too busy flicking each other with wet towels and yelling, to notice, but Gandalf is a wily old bastard and misses nothing.

 

~Sean~ 


I don’t really know what to make of it, but I am pretty sure Viggo is not as composed as usual. I try my most innocent expression when I see the look and the smirk on Ian’s face. I take my time towelling myself off, but when I turn around Viggo’s waiting for me.

Loud noise is coming from the pool. Some friendly fight is going on and we throw ourselves in, playing with the kids for a while. I can’t help noticing Orlando draping himself a few times around Viggo and I must really make an effort not to give him my vicious stare, the one I am famous for.

When they climb out of the pool on their way to another area, Ian, Viggo and me stay behind.

Ian climbs out too, and wraps his towel around his waist again.

“I think I’ll go and use the tanning beds over there,” he says. “I guess the two of you’ll be all right without me.” The smirk is back and he’s gone, leaving Viggo and me looking at each other.

“Why don’t we try the steam bath, Sean? It’s very healthy and purifying for the skin," he quotes the owner.

I shrug and try to be casual. “Okay.”

It’s quite a large room, all wood and with different levels. I follow Viggo going up, noticing the steam making it  harder to see the higher we go. When we reach the top, we sit down on our towels. For a few minutes we just try to adjust to the heat, which makes it a bit more difficult to breathe. I close my eyes, trying to let the tension go and slowly my body begins to relax.

Every nerve in my body jumps to attention though, when I suddenly feel Viggo’s hand on my thigh.

~Viggo~

 

Once we leave the showers we play with the kids awhile and as usual, the Elf is very touchy-feely, draping himself over me. He is just being his usual exuberant self, but a couple of times, I catch Sean watching us and can see from his tight expression that he is battling to hide the fact that Orlando’s attentions to me piss him off. Interesting.

Eventually, Ian, Sean and I manage to shed the others and Ian bows out smoothly, so as to leave us alone.

I suggest to Sean that we try out the steam room, where I will have him all to myself. Only a couple of hours ago, I was convinced that  my best friend here was as straight as a ruler and that I would have to continue suppressing my growing feelings for him, but now, seeing his obvious arousal  in the shower and the spark of green-eyed jealousy toward the Elf, I feel bold enough to make a move.

We have climbed to the top level and sit on our towels, leaning our heads back and adjusting to the heat and concentrating on breathing.

I sneak a glance at Sean, and breathing becomes more difficult still, as I look at his golden body, stretched out beside me, glistening with sweat and wreathed in plumes of steam.

 He is truly beautiful and I wish that I had my camera, which is plain stupid, as it would fog up,  but I long to be able to capture this picture. Sean’s eyes are closed and his neck is stretched back, temptingly. His chest rises and falls gently with his shallow breathing and his cock juts proudly from the nest of fine blondish hair at the base. Sean is like a honey comb. I want to taste him, to lick him all over, to take him into my mouth and devour him, but I settle for running my hand down his silky smooth inner thigh.

I feel the vibration as every hair on his body seems to stand on end and his eyes snap open.

“Sean, “ I say hoarsely, “I…….can I ?.....”

“Vig,” his voice is barely a croak. “Just touch me !”

I curl my hand round his cock, feeling it surge under my fingers and lean in to capture his mouth , my other hand tangling into the damp hair at the back of his neck and cradling his head, as I brush my mouth against his lips, gently at first, then  becoming fierce as my passion mounts.

His hands slide up my back and grip my shoulders and he kisses me back, hard ,meeting passion with passion.

 

~Sean~ 


In answer to him asking, I manage to mutter: “Just touch me,” and I jerk when I feel his hand close around my cock. He kisses me, and I kiss him back hard, our tongues struggling. My hand on his shoulder, I push him backwards until he’s flat on his back.

The steam is allowing me just brief glimpses of his body, only getting clearer when I go down on him. He's just beautiful and even though I still can't believe it he's mine now.

The sweat on our bodies mingling, I slide my body over his, my mouth coming down and closing over his nipple. I start sucking the little nub, his moaning making me even harder. Our cocks are grinding together, the friction almost unbearable and I know we both won’t last long if we keep this up.

I slide back down, my tongue licking up the sweat running down onto his belly. He’s quivering beneath me, his muscles clenching, and he groans. He bucks up his hips in a wordless plea, till I take his cock in my mouth. I take him in deep, my hand stroking the soft velvety sac beneath it.

His fingers clench in my hair, holding my head steady while he trusts deep in my mouth. When I reach behind his balls, sliding my fingers trough his cleft, my finger circling the tiny puckered entrance he cries out and comes, gasping. I swallow all he has to offer and keep him in my mouth, till the spasm stops and he lies still.

He pulls me up and we kiss again, sharing his taste on our tongues. I am so hard I can barely move, but before I can even ask he does:

“Sean, please fuck me..”

 

~Viggo~

As our kiss deepens and our tongues duel for dominance, Sean suddenly pushes me down and presses against me, our sweat-slicked bodies sliding over each other.

Fuck, he’s attacking my nipples now. How did he know to home in on my weakness like that ? How did he manage to latch on to the thing calculated to drive me wild ? I moan helplessly and move my hips up to meet him. My erection rubs against his and it is the sweetest torture imaginable.

 Sean is merciless and continues to torture me, moving his head down, licking the sweat from my belly, then to my surprise and delight, he swoops on my cock and swallows it.

He strokes my balls as he sucks and it is impossible to stop myself from thrusting into his mouth. I tangle my hands in his hair, capable only of moaning incoherently and when his finger slides into the cleft of my ass, I come violently, without being able to warn him.

Sean swallows confidently and keeps my softening prick in his mouth until the aftershocks subside. It crosses my mind that he is too good at this not to have done it before, but I file that thought for later consideration.

I pull him into another kiss and his rock hard cock brushes against my thigh, painting it with streaks of pearly white. He needs release and I need him. I could use my mouth or my hand, but I have the need to be joined with him and although I haven’t done this since I can’t remember when, I find myself asking him, no pleading with him, to fuck me.

He pulls back slightly to look at me, as if he can’t believe what I just said, so I whisper again, “Please,” and take his hand, indicating that we need to move lower down in the steam room.

He moves quickly, pulling me with him down a couple of steps, where it is easier to breathe, but when I go to roll onto my stomach, he stops me and presses me down on my back, so that he can look at me.

I pull one knee up and Sean takes my other leg and places it over his shoulder. He offers me his fingers to suck and I gladly take them into my mouth, coating them with saliva, the only lube available to us.

Sean never takes his eyes from mine as he begins to prepare me and I can feel his body trembling with the control he is exerting, as he slides first one, then two fingers into me.

~Sean~ 


In my wildest dreams, and there have been quite a few recently, I never imagined Viggo would bottom for me, let alone ask me for it, and yet he does. When he grabs my hand to go down to the lower levels, I have to restrain myself from dragging him down.

He tries to lie down on his belly, but I need to see him, need the connection, so I stop him and make him lie on his back. I put one of his legs over my shoulder, then I realize there’s nothing here we can use as lube. But I am not willing to leave him for even a minute, so I press my fingers inside his mouth.

He sucks them in greedily, swiping his tongue around them and for a minute I must close my eyes, unable to bear the sight without coming right now. I pull back my saliva slicked fingers and start preparing him. It’s hard to keep eye contact, because the sounds he’s making are going straight to my cock.

He is so tight, and I carefully prepare him with first one, then two fingers. My body is trembling violently : I need him so much. When he starts pleading with me I can no longer keep control. I line up and slowly push in, watching his face, afraid to hurt him. When I feel his body relax around my cock I slide in deeper, until I am fully seated.

I manage to hold still for a while, let his body adjust to me, but when he pulls me even closer and strains up for a kiss I am lost. Oh god, so hot, so tight and so beautiful. Long slow slides of agony and pleasure until I let go and my thrusts become erratic. When I lift his hips and change the angle, his body arches and we moan in unison.

Every time I hit his sweet spot his eyes roll back, and I feel my orgasm building up. I reach for his cock, holding it in a tight grip while stroking it and it doesn’t take long before I feel him come all over my hand. It’s enough to make me come too, harder than I can remember and I cry out.

Faintly I hear the sound of a door opening and then startled cries.

“Fuck... Viggo!” “Sean !” “Oh god, guys ---“ and “What the fuck?”

I guess we forgot about the kids. I lift my head slowly and stare into their astonished faces.

~Viggo~

 Being possessed by Sean is a mixture of exquisite pain and pleasure and I have to consciously remember to breathe, as his cock slides into me so tantalisingly slowly.

He pauses exercising monumental self-control, but I can see the strain in his taut neck muscles and feel him trembling, with the restraint he is using.  I consciously relax my body and it feels so right to be joined to him this way, that l lean up to kiss him again, needing to show him that it is OK.

Then he starts to move in delicious, long slides until he loses all semblance of control and we are both lost and moaning incoherently.

My cock has already grown hard again and soon, we are both coming and I hear him cry out in ecstasy,

I lie for a moment, totally drained  by my second orgasm in a matter of minutes, enjoying the weight of Sean, who has slumped onto my body, in much the same condition as me.

When I can think straight, I will process all that has happened this evening and when we are capable of coherent speech, maybe we can talk about this new development in our relationship.

Through the fog in my brain, I become aware that a door has opened and hear  voices. Sean lifts his head from my chest  toward the door and I turn my head in the same direction, to look at the startled faces of Billy, Dom, Lij and Orlando. To say they are surprised is an understatement. Lij’s eyes, huge at the best of times are like dinner plates, Billy’s mouth is wide open, Dom is clutching feebly at his shoulder and Orli’s face bears a mixture of astonishment and envy.

Wish I had my camera again, as their expressions are priceless and suddenly, I feel hysterical laughter building and my body starts to shake with suppressed laughter. Sean looks down at me, his face splitting into a grin and he improvises loudly,

“So you see, Viggo, that is the ancient Maori relaxation technique I was telling you about.”

“Yes, Sean, I found that most instructive and I can say that I have rarely felt so relaxed.”

Then we both lose it completely and cling onto each other in delight, laughing and laughing and just…….happy, I guess.

 

THE END

Comments

[marius2045.livejournal.com]

Oh wow, I've been waiting all day long for something like that and it was just beautiful!

painting it with streaks of pearly white Brilliant!

[mooms.livejournal.com]

Thank you for reading and commenting !

OMG

[earthtomom.livejournal.com]

This is an awesome, very erotic and very well-written story! I love the tension, the angst and the way they came around. Such a good story! :)
Big hugs
Sarah

Re: OMG

[mooms.livejournal.com]

Thank you. Glad you enjoyed it.

[nanathecat.livejournal.com]

Very nice fic by two of you again. *g*
I'm enjoyed reading their tensions and arousals inspired each other, but I'm astounded when they started doing that in the sauna! It's too much dangerous! But hey, their challenge succeeded and they proved how tough guys themselves were! *ggg*