Advent Calender 2012 - December 8

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This is day 8 of the Advent calendar filled with little ficlets, brought to you by days_of_storm and me. We will post in rotation, so you get a story by me one day and one from her the next day, right up until Christmas.
Apart from the overall Christmasy theme we decided to take over from where the other left off in her chapter so that there will be one story in the end. Let's see how that works out.

A happy pre-Christmas season to all of you! :)



December 7 by the fabulous days_of_storm here




December 8


The sound of steps came closer and both men in the stall froze until there was the sound of another zipper opened and with a heartfelt sigh the man outside began to pee. Hopefully he had been distracted by his own full bladder to not notice John's grunt.

John could practically feel Sherlock's wolfish grin as he started stroking him through his underwear, not willing to wait until the man would leave. John bit his lip and pushed his groin forward, searching more friction, more pressure.

Then he remembered that he could easily wipe that grin from Sherlock's face by repaying the favour. Sherlock snapped his mouth shut just in time when John's bum rubbed against his erection. The fingers of his left hand dug into John's hip.

The man outside started humming, clearly feeling better now that his bladder was empty and left the room. John almost started giggling when he realised that he just noticed that the man did not wash his hands despite the fact that Sherlock's hand was wrist-deep in his trousers. But then Sherlock moved his hand and his hips at the same time and the giggle turned into a heartfelt moan.

“Hurry up, if we have to stop one more time I'm going to die.”

Sherlock tried to laugh but the only sound he managed was a grunt as he rubbed against John frantically. He pulled his hand back, but before John could utter a sound of protest, Sherlock pushed it back down, into the pants this time, closing his fingers around John's cock. Then he fumbled with his left hand for a few seconds, pushing clothes out of the way, until there was only flesh on flesh. Both men groaned as the rate of arousal jumped even higher.

Sherlock reveled in the sound of skin gliding against skin and two men's harsh breathing for a few seconds before John suddenly whispered 'Oh God' and spilled over Sherlock's fingers, his whole body jerking. After a few more frantic thrusts Sherlock bit down on John's shoulder to stifle his groan and followed suit.

John started to speak, still breathing hard, but he only managed to say, “Holy...” before the bathroom door opened again.





December 9

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AN: I felt bad for the poor boys and I thought that they would not survive another orgasm delay. ;)

Apologies to all who follow my 221Bs, yesterday was a bad day and I honestly was in no mood to deal with posting. New 221B tomorrow!





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