Rating: NC-17, PWP
Original Date of Completion: July 2002
Paring: Billy Kidman/Torrie Wilson's Brother Travis.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Please don't sue me, because this is all fiction.
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"Will you just stop being such a freaking man and ask directions already?" Torrie asked, folding up the map and tossing it onto the dashboard.
"No, I won't. You lived here for 20 years, YOU should know where we're going," Billy snapped back, switching lanes without signaling, earning several horn blows from other vehicles. "Blow it out your ass!" Billy screamed out the window.
"Learn to drive asshole!" A man yelled as he drove past.
"Fuck you!" Billy yelled, flipping him the finger.
"You know, maybe if you knew how to drive, we’d know where the heck we are," Torrie spoke frustrated, rolling her eyes.
"Yeah, well maybe if the hair dye hadn't sunken into your brain, you'd know how to read a map," Billy said angrily, keeping his eyes locked on the road in front of him.
Torrie hissed a frustrated sigh and dug furiously into the bag at her feet, producing her discman. She jammed the earphones on and cranked the volume, ending their argument in her usual way. Billy snorted a laugh and cranked up the car stereo, surely drowning whatever she was playing. They'd been fighting non-stop for the past month, over the stupidest of things. Both of them knew why, but neither one said a thing. They'd been spending too much time together. Since the brand extension, every hour of every day they were together. They hadn't had more than a day apart since that day. Billy knew that they needed time apart, if only to remind themselves why they were in love. He'd suggested going to his parents for Easter, and her going to hers. She'd agreed, at first, until she'd talked to her mother. At that point, she'd demanded he come home with her, which lead them to where they were now. Hopelessly lost in Middle of Nowhere, Idaho.
Billy continued to drive around for another hour, before he finally found the exit for McCall. After that, it was clear sailing. Less than ten minutes after he'd taken the exit, he was pulling into her parent's driveway. When he stopped the car, she glared over at him and stepped out of the car, earphones still in place. He rolled his eyes, and waited for her to enter the house before he even got out of the car. Slowly, he stepped from the car and trudged toward the house. As he began to ascend the steps, he heard someone call his name from behind. He turned and glanced around, not locating the voice. He shrugged his shoulders and stepped back onto the stairs. Again, he heard the voice, but this time it had a face. Across the yard, standing in front of the dilapidated old barn, stood Torrie's youngest brother, Travis. Billy glanced toward the house, where he saw Torrie standing in the kitchen with her mother, then ran over to Travis.
The two bumped chests when Billy approached, and Travis ripped the smaller man from his feet in a hearty embrace. Billy laughed, and pounded Travis on the back. Travis dropped Billy back on his feet and playfully slapped his cheeks.
"Good to see you, bro," Travis said happily, motioning Billy across the room with a jerk of the head. Billy followed and took a seat next to Travis on an old bench their father made himself.
"Good to see you too, man. It's been forever," Billy agreed, patting Travis on the knee.
"How's my baby sister treating you?"
"She's, uh, great," Billy replied, mentally kicking himself for adding in the "uh."
"Fighting again?" Travis asked, turning on the bench to face Billy.
"Yeah. It's been going on for a while. Every little fucking thing, we seem to fight over. We fought over jelly this morning,"
Travis laughed lightly, then frowned and put his hand on Billy's shoulder. "Sounds pretty bad. Feel free to vent,"
Billy turned and raised an eyebrow at Travis, gauging his true intentions. The Wilson boys were quite over-protective of Torrie, so Travis telling Billy he had free roam to bitch about her could be a trap. Travis smiled at Billy's nervousness, then reached out and ruffled his hair. Billy slapped his hand away, and straightened his hair, slipping it back into the pony tail.
"It's stupid stuff, really," Billy started, continuing to fix his hair. "We're just spending too much time together, so anytime when we're alone, that's the last place we want to be. Make any sense?"
"I get it completely. Same thing happened with Devin and I. We broke up because of it, in, the end,"
Billy shook his head and stared down at the ground. "I don't want us to break up. I just don't want us to be together 24/7. I mean, we haven't even had sex in like two months,"
Again, Billy mentally kicked himself, this time for mentioning sex. Even if he did say "Feel free to vent," mentioning sex was probably the exception to that rule. Billy shook his head and put his hands up in mock defense. Travis chuckled and slid closer to Billy on the bench. He patted him on the knee and let his hand rest.
"I'm not going to kill you for talking sex. It's not like I still think Torrie is a virgin or anything," Travis laughed, squeezing Billy's knee.
Billy looked down intently as Travis' hand began to move slowly up his leg. He knew what was going to happen. He'd known Travis had wanted him for a very long time. From the first time he'd met him, Billy knew that one day he'd fuck Travis. And as Travis' hand inched closer and closer to Billy's rapidly hardening cock, it looked like today would be that day. His mind screamed at him to push Travis away, but the screams fell on dear ears. His cock had garnered the majority vote, and Billy now trembled with anticipation.
"I'm going to suck you now," Travis said simply as his hand squeezed Billy's cock through the fabric of his jeans.
Billy moaned softly as Travis manipulated his dick beneath the fabric. "By all, ohh, means. Go, ahead,"
Billy moaned as Travis yanked down his zipper. Billy lifted off the bench to allow Travis to slide his jeans off. Travis looked up at Billy and smirked, then pulled Billy's throbbing dick through the opening of his boxer shorts. Travis looked on appreciatively of Billy's swollen inches, then grapsed it in his hand. Billy squirmed in Travis' grasp as he slowly, torturously jerked Billy's cock. Travis enjoyed the teasing, and he could tell Billy was enjoying himself. But Travis could no longer resist. He brought his lips to the slick head of Billy's cock and let it slip slowly into his mouth.
A low guttural moan escaped from Billy's throat and he thrust deep into Travis' throat. He ran his fingers softly through Travis' spiky blonde hair, encouraging him without words. Travis swirled his tongue around Billy's head, savoring the taste of pre-cum on his tongue. He brought his hands to Billy's balls and squeezed them as he bobbed up and down on Billy's manhood. Travis knew Billy was nearing release, so he increased his suckage around Billy's head. Only seconds later, Billy tightened his grip in Travis' hair and shot his load deep into Travis' throat. Travis tried to swallow all of Billy's cum, but his balls produced too much and some leaked out onto his chin. He got to his feet then sat next to Billy on the bench. Eagerly, Billy pulled Travis to him and licked his own cum from the older man's face.
"You were fucking amazing," Billy gasped, licking his lips.
"You were pretty good yourself. Was that your first time with a guy?" Travis asked
"Yeah," Billy replied sheepishly. "Your sister is kinda, uh, my only...."
Travis eyes widened in shock, then a smirk came to his lips. "So if Torrie is your only, I guess that means this dick doesn't know the joy of variety," Travis rambled, grasping Billy's rehardening dick between his fingers.
"Uh...guess...not," Billy moaned, jamming his eyes shut.
"Well, we'll fix that,"
Travis stood and unzipped his jeans. He let them drop to the ground then kicked them off. He stood in front of Billy and ran his fingers through Billy's hair. Billy opened his eyes and smiled as he watched Travis slide his boxers off.
"Fuck me, Billy." Travis commanded, yanking Billy's boxers down.
Billy nodded and followed Travis across the barn to the 64 Mustang Travis was restoring. Travis put his hands on the hood and wiggled his ass. Billy giggled and put his hand on Travis' waist. He spat onto his other hand then rubbed the saliva over his cock. He placed himself at Travis' opening and slowly slid into him. Travis whimpered as inch after inch of Billy entered him until he felt Billy's balls on his ass. Billy reached around and began to jerk Travis' cock as he slowly started thrusting. Billy was instantly lost in ecstacy, and his thrusting speed increased. His hand flew up Travis' cock, making him moan and clench his ass around Billy's cock. It wasn't long before Travis lost it, spraying his cream all over the grill of the car. Billy took his hand from Travis' cock and placed it on his hip. He dug his fingers into Travis' hips as he began to thrust into Travis with jackhammer speed. Travis began to scream Billy's name as Billy drove his throbbing member into him, pressing against his prostate each time. Travis lost it again, and clenched his ass around Billy's cock. With a loud gasp, Billy reached orgasm, depositing his deep inside Travis. Billy hissed as he slid from Travis. He leaned back against the car and smiled at Travis.
"That was fucking hot," Billy breathed, wiping his forehead.
"You were amazing. My baby sister is a lucky girl,"
Billy smiled and walked back to his clothes. He bent down and slipped his boxers back on, then glanced over at Travis, who still lay on the hood of the car. Billy pulled his jeans back on, then picked up Travis' clothes from the bench. He walked back over the Travis and dropped the clothes next to him.
"Looks like you got somehing on the grill," Billy smirked, running his fingers through his hair.
"Well, I guess we'll have to clean that up. Later," Travis winked as he slipped his boxers back on.
Sounds like a plan"
Billy smiled then leaned over and planted a quick kiss to Travis' lips. He winked at Travis, then left the barn. He smoothed out his hair then started his walk back toward the house. As he approached, Torrie walked out. She walked up to him and kissed him softly on the cheek. He smiled at her and grasped her hand.
"Feeling better?" She asked as they walked up the steps.
"Yeah, I am," He replied happily. "Just needed to relieve some tension,"
The End
© 2002 Triple X
