Date: Fri, 10 Oct 2008 00:45:28 -0400
From: Eric Westwick <xoxogossipguy@hotmail.com>
Subject: Gossip Gay 7 - Limo Sex Redux

This is a story about characters from the television show Gossip Girl.  It
is a work of fiction and the author does not claim any knowledge about the
private lives of the actors and this story implies nothing about their
sexuality.  I do not own these characters, adapted for television by Josh
Schwartz and Stephanie Savage and produced by CSB Paramount Network
Television, Warner Bros. Television, College Hill Productions, and Alloy
Entertainment. This episode takes place during Season 2 Episode 5 "The
Serena Also Rise."

Gossip Gay 7 -- Limo Sex Redux

Spotted: Lonelyboy is lonely again. And what's this, is C possibly flying
solo? Is it possible he has slept with every twink in the Upper East Side?
With both boys flying solo and their ex-GFs way too busy playing frenemies
to care, will C and Lonelyboy find comfort in each other's arms? I sure
hope not, but they might find sex.

	Dan Humphrey had come to Chuck Bass because he wanted a story. He
had to find the most dangerous, destructive person he knew to try and get
inspired by living a life the opposite of his. Dan was happy to think no
one was more different than him than Chuck. And the night he had fucked
Chuck had changed him unlike anyone besides Serena. Serena. His girlfriend,
now his ex-girlfriend. They'd just broken up and all of his stories
revolved around her. He was in a rut. He wanted to feel something new.

	Chuck Bass was bored. Even after he'd broken up Blair and her blue
blood boy toy, she wanted nothing to do with her. Even Nate seemed
preoccupied with his new cougar and his very own charity case from
Brooklyn. So when Humphrey came barging into his suite like an unwanted
Vanessa Abrams, Chuck decided maybe it was time he too took on a project
from across the Bridge.

	Dan wanted a story. Chuck wanted entertainment. Both were full of
shit. They had both been rejected from the only women they loved and wanted
to feel something. And considering how good the last time had felt, Chuck
and Dan thought that the other was the perfect stimulant.

	A few hours into their night on the town, Dan was feeling a
different kind of stimulant. He wasn't exactly sure what, St Jude's health
class was clearly not up to snuff. But the pills Chuck had given made him
feel alive. They made him feel sexy. They made him feel horny. Hornier than
a sexually confused teenage boy with absentee parents normally feels.

	The leather seats in the back of Chuck's limo didn't hurt things
either. Dan ran has hands against the smooth black fabric and looked over
at Chuck. Chuck leaned back in the seat next to him. Dan could try and deny
all he wants, but the drugs and alcohol were actually cutting down on his
bullshit filters: Chuck was smoldering. He had a refined look like someone
from an elegant bygone era, and all it did was to mask how much of a smutty
devil he was under a thin, thin veneer. Oooh, Dan had to remember to write
that down for his story.

	Chuck broke Dan out of his haze. Without turning to even look at
him, Chuck asked "Are we going to fuck Humphrey, or are you just going to
drool on my leather seats?"

	Dan reached over with his hand, turning Chuck's head and kissed him
hard. Dan was high and uncoordinated and messy. Chuck didn't mind. Drugs or
not, Dan wanted him, and that enough to get Chuck at full mast. As much as
he wanted it, Chuck made sure Dan understood who was in charge pulling on
Dan's curly dark hair, kissing his pouty lips. Dan fumbled with his shirt,
struggling to get it off. Impatient, Chuck just yanked if off for
him. "Careful," Dan said. "If I rip it, I'll have the drive stop by a
clothing donation bin and fetch you a new one." Dan kissed Chuck, partially
to shut him up, partially because he couldn't help himself. He had to kiss
Chuck.

	Soon their clothes were on the floor, a pile of vintage stores and
Madison Avenue at their feet. The naked boys broke their kiss and looked
into each other's eyes. Dan loved Chuck's; they were predatory and dark
like his intentions (another quote for Dan's story!). Chuck liked Dan's
eyes too, because his pupils were dilated and he knew he could have his way
with him.

	Dan began kissing Chuck's neck, nibbling his way down Chuck's thin
frame. The licked Chuck's hairy chest, biting Chuck's nipples. Chuck loved
Dan without all his posturing and inhibitions. He was so happy he had that
stick out of his ass, and he knew what he wanted to replace it. Dan soon
found his way to Chuck's dick. It would be hard to miss, thin and long and
hard. Dan wrapped his beautiful, full lips around the cockhead and began
delicately making love to it. But Chuck didn't want delicate and he
certainly didn't want love. He bucked his hips, feeding his cock to Dan
while pushing his head down on it. Dan gagged, trying to swallow it all. He
adjusted to Chuck's forceful motions, and was soon enjoying the sensation
of Chuck burying his lengthy cock down his eager throat.

	Chuck looked down at Dan, literally and not just figuratively. His
beautiful enemy was enraptured with blowing him, his naked, built body on
his knees worshipping Chuck's huge dick in the back of his limo driving
down 5th Avenue. God, it was good to be Chuck Bass.

	Dan was adjusted to Chuck's length now and handling it like a pro
as Chuck drilled it into his mouth. Chuck was as forceful as he wanted,
ramming into Dan's vulnerable, willing mouth, and Dan took it. What's more,
Dan was moaning. Humphrey loved it. Last time, he had gotten to Dan with
fake emotions. He had no idea it could be so easy and so fun to just get to
Dan with hormones.

	Chuck had to get his hands all over this guy. Tugging on Dan's
hair, he got him on his feet in the back of the limo. Chuck ran his hands
all over Dan's muscular body. Chuck ran his hands down Dan's strong back,
and Dan shivered at the light, ticklish sensation. Chuck's hands came to
Dan ass, and he grabbed the two plumb globes. Hands on Dan's cheeks, Chuck
pulled Dan forward. The force as well as the shakiness of doing it in a
moving vehicle caused Dan to fall on Chuck. He landed on his knees,
straddling Chuck. The two boys passionately made out, Chuck forcing his
tongue into Dan's mouth and Dan letting himself be taken. Chuck ran his
fingernails over Dan's broad upper back, and Dan sighed into his
mouth. Chuck's dick was pressing against Dan's tight hole, and the
occasional pot hole caused intense friction for both of them. Dan's huge
dick was rock hard too, poking into Chuck's slim stomach, as their bodies
pressed together. Dan started wiggling his hips back and forth. The
sensation was twofold; his own dick rubbed up against Chuck's pleasure
trail, and Chuck's cock got wedged stiffer into Dan's crack. Dan moved his
hips circuitously, so that his hole was circling Chuck's spear like
prey. Chuck couldn't take it anymore, he was done with games (part of the
reason he wasn't chasing Blair that very moment instead). He'd waited
almost a year to fuck Humphrey, and if this foreplay felt so good, he
couldn't wait to sink into his kill.

	Chuck broke this kiss and both boys looked at each other, faces
inches apart, breathing heavily. Dan leaned in for another kiss, and Chuck
turned his head, reaching into the storage space in the door. He turned
back to Dan with a smile. He was holding lube. Dan had his first clear
thought in what felt like hours; of course Chuck Bass travels with lube
within arm's reach in his limo. Dan certainly appreciated the planning, at
the moment.

	Chuck popped the cap off the lube and reached behind Dan. Suddenly,
Dan shivered as something cold came in contact with his hole. It was a
stark contrast to all the heat between him and Chuck. After a moment
frozen, Dan started wriggling and writhing again, as Chuck rubbed lube all
over his own dick and worked some into Dan's hole. Dan swirled his hips
around, trying to get Chuck's finger deeper into him. Chuck obliged, le
finger fucking Dan's vulnerable ass.

	"Fuck me!" pleaded Dan, straddling Chuck's dick and biting his
lip. Chuck loved where he had Humphrey, and not just over his dick. He
loved having this beggar beg. Chuck jammed two fingers hard into Dan,
pulling on his hair with his other hand, "You want it rough, Humphrey?"

	"Yeah," moaned Dan, "I want tit however you want to give it to me."
For the first time in their lived, Dan was speaking words that Chuck
understood and approved of.

	"Tell me you want me," after being under the thrall of Blair
Waldorf for months, Chuck loved being in control, even if it was just a
nobody like Dan Humphrey. At least he was a horny, high nobody with the
world's best ass.

	"Yeah, I want you in me deep Chuck," breathed Dan, rocking his ass
back on Chuck's slick fingers. That was all Chuck needed to hear. He pulled
his fingers out of Dan and before Dan could react he had jammed his dick
deep into Dan.

	"Fuuuuuck!" wailed Dan.

"Too big for you, Humphrey?" asked Chuck, sliding more of his length up the
tight ass.

Yes, yes it was, but Dan was not going to concede. He was trying to live
the life of Chuck Bass for a night, and Chuck would never let something
earthly like physical pain get in the way of sex. Dan looked into Chuck's
eyes. "Deeper," Dan commanded.

Taking it as a challenge, Chuck thrust madly into Dan and Dan shook with
the force of each invasion. He wanted to scream out in pain, but he more
wanted to scream out for more. When he tried, he just found himself gasping
for air. Chuck recognized the noise of a satisfied lover unable to speak,
and he dove harder into Dan. Dan stretched his arms out, balancing himself
on with one hand on either side of the interior of the limo. High out of
his mind with a huge cock fucking him in the back of a limo driving around
the Upper East Side? Dan had no idea how much of a typical night in the
life of Chuck Bass he was living.

Chuck did have to admit to himself how amazing Dan was. Then again, he
shouldn't have bee surprised; the impoverished are always good at sex. It's
why he so often seduced the help. Dan kneeling across Chuck squeezed his
strong thighs together around Chuck's thin hips, keeping their bodies tight
as Chuck plowed him. With all the ambivalence in his life, Dan loved
someone just taking control. It his the spot, just as Chuck's long member
was hitting the exact right spot deep, deep in Dan. Chuck shoved his cock
all the way into Dan and with his arms on Dan's hips, held him down onto
it. Dan froze for a moment, overwhelmed with pleasure. He trembled and felt
his balls contract. A stream of cum shot up and out of his cock without
jetting up and hitting Chuck on the chin, the neck, the chest. Chuck was
surprised; he knew he was good but he hadn't even paying any particular
attention to Dan's dick. The feeling of his hot boy juice spraying onto his
face sent him over the edge. Still holding Dan down hard on his cock, Chuck
unleashed a torrent of hot jizz into him, showering Dan's insides with
steaming cum. It felt like an eternity of Chuck depositing up Dan, but
finally he had finished. Not one moment later, Dan collapsed exhausted on
Chuck on the seat.

Playfully, he licked the cum off Chuck's chin and neck. Chuck used a Hermes
pocket square to clean the cum off of him. He didn't offer it to Dan. Chuck
slid his clothes on, and Dan followed suit, talking incessantly. Chuck had
had fun, but now he had a post-sex hangover, and Humphrey ramblings would
not make it better.

Dan kept rambling, oblivious. For a few minutes at least. Chuck had the
driver pull over, and there he dropped Dan off, without a phone, a wallet,
or shoes. Now Dan really knew what it was like to be a part of Chuck Bass'
life.