Date: Mon, 27 May 2013 20:53:47 +0100
From: billy samuels <balletboy118@gmail.com>
Subject: Peeta and Finnick: chapter 2

Peeta and Finnick chapter 2

Disclaimer

This story is pure fiction. Any elements of truth are purely coincidence.

This story does not reflect the sexual preference of any actors/characters
involved.


Peeta was a bit worried at first, he didn't understand what Finnick was
doing...why had he turned of the lift? Was it deliberate that it was just
him and Peeta in the same lift, when they could have both been in completly
different ones? Peeta looked down at Finnick's lightly covered crotch and
noticed that one of his balls appeared to be hanging through the netting of
his costume and Peeta suddenly realised that Finnick meant for this to
happen.

"so what'd you say Peeta?" asked Finnick slowly groping the net covered
penis.

"I...I really don't k..know what you mean Fi...Finnick?" stammered Peeta
almost inaudibly.

"aw come on Peeta, yeah ya do" he replied with that ever so soft voice that
can make hearts melt.

By now Peeta's heart was pumping like mad his cock was raging and just
about ready to burst through the lycra. He looked back over at Finnick and
notcied that he had now pulled out his gigantic hard cock. It must've been
about 8.5 inches long and Finnick stood there pulling back the foreskin as
slowly as possible whilst he leaned against the wall of the elevator, the
netting in a clump around his feet.

Peeta was in heaven and couldn't move his hands fast enough to get the zip
of his costume undone and after about a minute of struggling Finnick helped
him out. He turned around and backed up so the Finnick could get to the the
zip and as he heard it go down he could feel Finnick's very hard stick in
the small of his back. As soon as the zip was down Peeta pulled down the
top half of his jumpsuit to his waist, revealing his small treasure trail
that had been left behind by Portia in prep, he then turned straight around
to face Finnick and immediatley planted his lips onto his, his very firm,
yet soft lips, plump but unlike those of President Snows. Their mouths
still locked in what seemed like and unbreakable seal, Peeta pushed his
tounge through to Finnick's mouth, exploring each and every crevice of him.

Suddenly Finnick ejects from the kiss that Peeta wishes could last forever;

"I'd better get going, Peeta" Finnick said in that oh so sedductive voice,
"We wouldn't want anyone getting suspicious now would we" he said this with
a slight wink before picking his netting from around his feet and flipping
the switch to turn the elevator back on and as it whirred back into life he
leaned over and gave Peeta one last peck on the lips and a quick squeeze of
his hard cock before the doors parted and Finnick stepped out, "meet me in
the toilets in the lobby after training tomorrow, I'll be waiting".

"FUUUCK!" Peeta exclaimed in exasperation once the doors had closed behind
Finnick. He barely had time to pull his jumpsuit back up before the doors
reopened for the second time revealing the entrance to districts 12's
penthouse apartment. Peeta suddenly realised that his raging erection must
still be visible through his second-skin of a costume so he quickly rushed
to his room ignoring the calls from Effie and Haymitch. Once in his room he
turned and locked the door then pulled his jumpsuit all the way of and lay
on the bed with his hard cock in his hand.

He was just about to start think of his erotic ride with Finnick when he
heeard a rapping on the door. It was Effie, calling him out for dinner and
the recaps of the proccession.

"I'll be out in a minute, Effie", he replied back, "I'm just gonna jump in
the shower quickly."

"OK, just don't take long, we wouldn't want you to miss yourself, you
looked absoloutely dazzling!" she exclaimed in her always bubbly voice.

Of course he wouldn't want to miss the recap, but not to see himself...to
see his beautiful Finnick in the even more beautiful costume of his
again. Just the thought of this makes him shiver with excitement and he
starts carressing his foreskin ever so slowly, moaning at the thought of
Finnick's long, shaved manhood. Peeta increases his speed, very soon
jerking his dick faster than ever before until he shoots his thick, creamy
load all over the white bedsheets.  He quickly jumps in the shower to
remove the dark streeks of makeup Portia used to give the right effect with
the costume, dries of and then joins the others in the dining room for
diner.

                                                                                                    ***

Peeta slept in his own bed that night, in fear that he may wake up poking
Katniss in the back with a raging erection. And it's a good job he did
because he wakes up with his rock hard rubbing against the mattress, his
dreams the previous night filled with images of Finnick. He washed and went
to breakfast, the usual routine before heading down to their first day of
training.

They had to wear thin shorts and a light jacket for training and everyone
is dressed identically with a different number on their arm and back to
indicate their district number to the gamemakers that watched all of their
training. This outfit suited Peeta well because it meant he could stare at
Finnick all day long and still make out the lines of his peferct
penis. From what he could tell, Finnick was not wearing any underwear,
which he guessed he never did.

The day went so slowly and Peeta just wished it to end so that he could get
his hands back on Finnick but when it finally did end he rushed up to the
toilets and sure enough, Finnick was waiting there, stark naked and sat on
the toilet seat of an open cubicle, slowy and seductively rubbing his
already hard cock. Peeta flew his clothes in all directions and went to
lock the main door of the toilets to stop people from entering until the
soft voice of his companion stopped him;

"don't bother...nobody ever uses these toilets."

Why would you I suppose? If you have your own en-suite on your district
floor and they aren't open to staff. So Peeta turned around, his semi-hard
dick floating around infront of him as he walked sexualy towards Finnick,
still sat on the toilet seat he gave Peeta a look of lust and desire. When
Peeta reached the toilet he sat down on the lap of the readily waiting
Finnick, letting his dick slide between his soft, plump cheeks. For the
second time in two days Peeta locked his lips on to the boy of his dreams
and stayed there for as long as possible before coming up for air and
locking back on, tounges going crazy inside each ohters mouths.

Finnick's hands somehow managed to find their way to Peeta's waiting dick
and started playing with the foreskin; pulling it up to hide the sensitive
head, and then slowy revealing it once again, lubing it up with its own
pre-cum ready for what Finnick had planned for him.

Peeta was the first to dissengage himself from the lust filled kiss before
sliding down between Finnick's legs into a crouching position, his mouth
now at a perfect height with the hard dick he had dreamed of for so long
before this day. Peeta pulled back the foreskin of Finnick's 8.5 inch cock
before licking the head slowly, around and round in swirls, like the
morphlings paintings from training earlier on, Peeta thought, Finnick sat
and moaned at the pleasure of the first male tounge on his dick. The dick
that had been used by so many other women in return for secrets; he was
glad now that it was being used, not for secrets, but for enjoyment; and
most importantly by a boy.

Peeta was now licking up and down the long shaft, it seemed to go on
forever, and when he got to the end each time he took a deep sniff of
Finnick's musty smell, mixed within his light dusting of pubes. He then
moved on to Finnick's balls; sucking each one individually, over, and over,
before trying to fit both in his mouth, Finnick just moaned and laughed at
Peeta's failed attempts at being sexy. Once Peeta had finnished servicing
Finnick's balls he moved back to the top of his shaft and inserted it into
his mouth, sliding all the way down to his pubes so he was deepthroating
him, Finnick's head dropped back in pleasure and a small moan esacped his
mouth as he watched this Adonnis of a boy suck his cock.

Once Finnick had gained his full pleasure from Petta's mouth he pulled his
head of his cock and just took a second to stare into the eyes of his new
lover before motioning for him to stand and turn around, Peeta, wondering
what was going to happen, stood and turned around so he was looking into
the mirror opposite the open cubicle door; he then felt Finnick's warm,
soft hands close around his hips and guide him back until his tight hole
rest atop the purple head of Finnick's dick;

"Are you ready for this?" said Finnick, in his soft voice.

"I was born ready for your cock Finnick" came Peeta's reply.

"OK, just relax and I'll do all the work, all I need you to do is relax"
guided Finnick.

"Mmmmmm..." was all Peeta could reply because Finnick had already started
to press his huge piece of meat into his tight hole, opening it wider than
his fingers could ever get it back home. He had already got about halfway
down the long shaft when Finnick's voice whispered in his ear;

"You're doing great baby...better than any of the girls."

This sent Peeta into overdrive, knowing that Finnick thought he was the
best he had ever had and thats when he realised he had reached the bottom
of Finnick's 8.5" cock, it was all rammed into his knewly fucked hole but
Peeta decided he wanted more and Finnick was still craving this newly found
urge for boys so he once again grasped Peeta's hips and started guidong him
up and down ontop of his lap. Peeta started bouncing faster and faster and
Finnick started moaning louder, getting close to his climax he exclaimed;

"I'm gonna cum Peeta, I'm gonna cum!"

Peeta was bouncing up and down as fast as he could wanting and waiting for
Finnick to blow his seed into his hole;

"Cum in me Finnick, I want your load inside me!" he informed Finnick.

"Only if you're sure..."

"Of course I'm sure you sexy beast, I need your hot seed inside of me!"

As Peeta was riding he could sense Finnick getting close to his climax and
bounced as fast as he could until eventually Finnick blew his hot creamy
load into Peeta's ass; string after string of it entered his hole that it
started oozing out and dribbling down the side of Finnick's cock. Once his
load had finished Peeta stood up and turned around to face Finnick the
waled over him and shove his still raging erection straight into his mouth,
because although Finnick had came, Peeta was still waiting...


Sorry it's been a while since I posted the last one guys but I've just had
a lot on my plate and haven't had time to finish writing it but here it is,
I hope you enjoy it and next time you can expect a small surprise ;)

Feel free to contact me with feedback on it, although I like good feedback
it's always good to get some neggative response so I know where to improve
so don't hold back :)