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mithranqueersmusings · 3 years

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5 Star Man I

Chapter: 1/3

Rating: E (Smut Warning)

Summary: Dennis has been gone for a long time, Mac misses him dearly and finds himself rooting through his old sex tapes.

Tags: Smut

Pairing: Mac/Dennis

AO3 link here / Fic masterlist here

Mac didn't suppose he'd ever become adjusted to the newfound quietness of their apartment, or his apartment to be more accurate. Dennis leaving out of the blue like that had shocked them all, within a day or two they started to realise that it hadn't been some strange joke or scheme of some kind. As much as he didn't want to admit it, it hit Mac the hardest of all the gang. Their relationship had been complicated to say the least, never truly being defined or talked about properly, and this disappearance hadn't made things any clearer.

It was another solitary night for Mac, debating whether to actually do something productive with his evening or just slide into bed and hope for sleep to come. Most nights he'd just spent exercising, something in his mind wanted to believe that if he got into better shape somehow it would make Dennis come back. After weeks of hearing nothing, and having no way to contact Dennis after he misspelled a digit or two on the phone number he'd given to Mac, it didn't look like his best friend was ever going to return.

He was already fairly drunk, nothing too eventful was happening in the bar ever since Dennis' departure, and his head was beginning to ache. All the medication was always kept in Dennis' bedroom, Mac had questioned this a thousand times but only ever got strange and evasive answers, and even though Dennis was gone he hadn't moved any of his things around. Mac traipsed into Dennis' room, flicking on the light reluctantly and letting out a groan with the new pounding in his head. The main reason Mac thought Dennis was coming back some time soon was that he'd left all of his possessions behind; one or two things wouldn't have been suspicious but he'd left everything. Even some of his most prized possessions: his Steven Winwood CD collection, the RPG Mac had bought him for Valentine's Day and his expansive sex tape collection. The latter was definitely the most confusing, Dennis had spent years upon years creating those tapes and to leave them behind without any thought didn't sit right with Mac at all.

As he trudged over to where Dennis kept the medicine - there was so much in the drawer that Mac had never even heard of before, but he never questioned it - the tape collection caught his eye. He didn't feel like he was intruding, after all he'd sat with Dennis - and Charlie and Frank on occasion - and watched the tapes together, just like every ordinary group of guys do. Popping some pain killers into his mouth and swallowing, the dryness of his throat itched, Mac bent down and started rifling through the tapes. Even in today's world, Dennis still recorded them on VHS (something about the nostalgia of it all, he'd said), each of the title's scribbled in Sharpie alongside a star rating. Dennis took these ratings very seriously, and he rarely ever gave a girl a 5-star rating, as far as Mac knew he hadn't actually ever given one. Perhaps it was the boredom, or the alcohol, or the missing of Dennis that spurred Mac on to search through more of the tapes curiously in search for any that could boast a full rating.

Some of the names sparked memories for Mac, especially since he'd usually be in the apartment when Dennis would bring the girls home. He was careful taking them out of the box and laying them gently onto the floor, after all if Dennis did ever come back he didn't want to risk sending him off again because his tapes had gotten all smashed up. Tape after tape and not a single girl had impressed Dennis enough, which didn't surprise Mac at all, yet he continued to search as though he was somehow still connecting with Dennis through it all.

A countless number of tapes later and Mac considered giving up, he hadn't even gotten through half of them when his eyes suddenly light up; there was one! The excitement this caused Mac wasn't entirely justified, he knew that it was a little strange what he was doing, but he couldn't help it. This feeling shifted dramatically when Mac was able to bring the tape closer to read the name:

Dennis ★★★★★

Mac blinked dumbfounded. Was this some kind of strange coincidence? Surely there were no women in the world named Dennis, although Mac wasn't someone to go around judging the ridiculousness of people's names. But then what was it? Surely Dennis wouldn't have filmed one of just himself, the whole point of the tapes was to look back on his past conquests with pride, but then again he was never the most humble of people. Continuing to stare at it, Mac decided there was only one way to find out and that was to watch it.

The excitement of the whole ordeal was beginning to spread across his body, Mac told himself the erection growing in his pants was merely a side-effect of the alcohol, as he walked over to the VHS player and popped the tape in. Fumbling around for the remote desperately, Mac finally found it and settled down at the front of Dennis' untouched bed before turning the screen on.

Starting up, the video looked the same as all the other tapes with the all-too-familiar angle of the camera positioned towards the bed. Dennis was there, judging by the look of him the tape wasn't actually that old, which surprised Mac somewhat. The lighting in the room was low, a few candles lit around the space to help set a mood. Mac waited for a girl to show up as he heard Dennis saying something he couldn't quite make out, but no girl came into view. Mac shuffled uncomfortably on the bed, his pants were getting increasingly tighter, as he watched Dennis turn around to stare directly into the camera.

"Hello." He said in a low voice, one Mac had heard a thousand times before on these tapes, and even though he knew Dennis wasn't actually talking directly to him, it still felt that way.

Mac gulped as Dennis' fingers moved up to the buttons on his shirt, circling around them loosely before actually undoing them.

"I'm so glad you could join me." Dennis smirked slightly as the checked fabric slid off of his body and onto the floor fluidly "We can finally be alone together."

Mac raised an eyebrow subconsciously, this was only getting more confusing as it went on. Dennis had been known to talk to himself, even referring to himself in the third person sometimes, but making a sex tape of himself for himself was reaching a new level of narcissism, even for him. No matter how strange he thought it was, Mac couldn't deny that was completely enraptured by it and didn't think for even a second about turning it off. He'd seen Dennis naked countless times, but this felt more personal somehow, like it really was for him.

Next Dennis moved to work on his belt, slim fingers loosening the buckle and pulling the leather out until he held both ends in his hands; he gave it a quick pull and winked at the camera before tossing it carelessly onto the floor. Mac felt his mouth drying up as he eagerly watched Dennis' hands slide down to unbutton and unzip his jeans. The denim slid down his skin effortlessly, revealing that he was wearing no boxers underneath.

"You like what you see?" Dennis asked with a low chuckle, standing entirely naked in front of the camera unashamed.

Mac felt compelled to answer, as stupid as he knew that was. His own jeans were getting far too restrictive now, he had to loosen them just to relieve the pressure, that was all. Dennis took a few steps backwards then seated himself on the bed, sitting on his calves in a way which almost made him look delicate. Mac couldn't help his eyes fixating on the way Dennis' hard cock bounced as he adjusted his position. To think that Dennis was doing this on the very bed Mac was sat on now only spurred his excitement further, he idly brushed his thumb over his clothed erection and let out a quiet hiss at the much needed contact.

"God, you're so hard, aren't you?" Dennis' voice got softer as his hand slowly curled around his own erection "I think I can help with that."

"Shit..." Mac unintentionally whispered, Dennis' sultry words going straight to his cock.

"Why don't you take that hand and put it to good use?" Dennis let another quiet laugh, but his eyes were piercing "Just watch me."

Dennis began to follow his own words, slowly pumping his hand up and down his length, letting out a high-pitched moan which caused Mac to flutter his eyes shut. He wasn't exactly sure when he'd made the decision, but he'd hastily pulled out his hard cock and began touching himself too; following Dennis' rhythm closely.

"Feel good?" Dennis asked, his tongue poking out slightly to run across his top lip.

Mac found himself nodding slightly, his head was beyond hazy at this point.

"You look amazing." Dennis spoke in a whisper again as he began quickening his pace, throwing his head back gracefully as moans began to pour of his mouth.

Instantaneously, Mac followed suit and jerked himself faster, he'd awkwardly shuffled his jeans and boxers down to his ankles so that he could spread his legs more freely. His mouth was hanging open, low groans spilling uncontrollably as he watched Dennis slowly become undone. This was far from the first time he'd seen Dennis like this, but something was different this time; rather than watching Dennis dominate some random woman, instead Mac felt like he held the power this time and it was severely messing with his head. Dennis never submitted to anyone, in any situation whatsoever, so it naturally made sense that he'd only be submissive to himself. Mac knew he was never supposed to see this, that he was encroaching on Dennis' privacy, but he'd gone too far now and it felt far too good to stop.

"I feel so empty without you." Dennis moaned, his neck arched as he began thrusting into his hand "Need you to fill me up."

Mac felt himself sobering up as he watched Dennis' idle hand, that had been pressed loosely against his thigh, curl round behind him to pull his cheeks apart. His eyes widened dramatically, this certainly wasn't where he'd been expecting it to go. Mac didn't follow Dennis' actions this time, but he wasn't entirely sure why; after coming out he'd been no stranger to such activities, even though he'd never really done it himself. The sight of Dennis slowly pressing a finger into himself was incredibly mesmerising, Mac almost stopped altogether just to watch him.

"Fuck..." Dennis breathed out heavily, Mac couldn't exactly see what was going on behind him but judging from Dennis' expression he'd forced another finger inside.

Mac's hand grew more erratic and sloppy as he watched Dennis penetrate himself, he wasn't sure how much longer he'd be able to last. Dennis' eyes had been shut tightly for a while now, the raising of his eyebrows and soft sounds falling from his lips was the only indicator of how he was feeling. A third finger was hastily inserted, Mac could only tell because of the pained expression that quickly spread across Dennis' face but it soon melted into bliss as he too started to lose control.

"So big..." Dennis groaned, beginning to ramble "You're so fucking big."

The volume of his own moans shocked Mac, he'd never really allowed himself to come undone so freely in the apartment before through fear that Dennis would hear. Thinking about Dennis not being there distracted from the blissful feeling, Mac tried to shut it out and focus entirely on the display before him, as though Dennis were truly here.

"Getting close..." Dennis gasped, Mac wasn't entirely sure how many fingers he was thrusting inside at this point, his tousled hair sticking to his forehead in places "I'm gonna cum... I'm gonna cum for you."

Mac was almost over the edge at this point, if this had been any other porno he would've let go long before this but something inside him wanted to wait until Dennis was ready too, so that they could finish together. His wrist was beginning to ache, his lip bleeding where he'd bit into it deeply without even thinking. Dennis snapped his head forwards, his eyes opening once more as he stared deep into the camera with longing eyes.

"Are you ready?" Dennis' voice wavered slightly "I want to you to cum inside... I know you're close too, I can feel your cock throbbing inside me."

Mac was at his breaking point, he'd slowed down ridiculously just to try to stretch himself a little bit further but he could feel the wave of pleasure beginning to wash over him. Before he closed his eyes, he savoured the image of Dennis so wrecked and desperate, throwing his own head back as he managed to catch Dennis' final words.

"I'm gonna fucking cum!" Dennis almost shrieked "Cum inside me, please. Give me your cum, Mac."

Before he could even fully register what had been said, Mac was already too far gone as he felt himself stuttering and his vision departing completely. For a moment or two images flashed in his mind of Dennis riding his cock, kissing him deeply as they came. Falling back lazily onto the bed, his hand and stomach sticky, Mac lay there for a few moments debating whether he'd actually heard what he thought he had. Surely not. It was just one of those strange moments, that was all. By the time he felt ready to sit back up again, the tape had finished and the TV continued to hum quietly with the screen a faded grey. One thing Mac certainly wasn't going to do was think about the fact that he'd just touched himself too to a video of his best friend fingering his own arsehole, what good would that do? Instead, he kicked off his jeans and boxers and waddled off into the bathroom to clean himself up.

At least his headache was gone now, he thought as he splashed his face with water. There was nothing better to get you ready for bed then a good orgasm, Mac smiled to himself as he slunk into his own room and fished around for a relatively clean pair of boxers to wear to bed. Since Dennis had left, his overall togetherness of life had doubtlessly decreased, but as long as he never descended to Charlie and Frank's level, Mac didn't see what the problem was. He threw off his shirt into a corner of the room and was able to clamber into bed before he heard a sound: the front door opening. Mac scoffed and rolled his eyes, it wasn't unlike the gang to barge in so late at night but he certainly wasn't in the mood for it right now. He debated pretending to be asleep, but it didn't take long for him to realise that it would've been pointless. Letting out a huff, he stomped over to his bedroom door and threw it open, sticking his head out in anticipation of finding some strange events unfolding in his living room, but instead the gang wasn't there at all.

"Hey, buddy!" A voice called out excitedly, it was Dennis.

Mac was flabbergasted, still grasping onto the doorknob as he stared at Dennis in alarm.

"You alright? Didn't give you a scare, did I?" Dennis asked with a grin, he'd thrown his keys onto the coffee table like everything was normal.

"Dennis?" Mac finally asked, taking a couple of steps into the living room to get a better look at him (was he dreaming again?) "What are you doing here?"

Dennis let out a hearty laugh "What am I doing in my apartment? Well, living, for a start." He gave Mac a confused look before turning to face his room "You been in here?"

Mac felt his heart sink, granted he probably should've cleaned up in there - at least turned the light off - but Dennis was the last person he'd expected to see tonight.

"Uh..." Mac hurried over to Dennis who was walking back into his room casually "No, no I-"

"Oh... I see." Dennis tutted sarcastically "Been going through my tapes, again? Can't really blame you, there's some pretty good stuff on these. So who'd you go for? Brittany, Ellie? Ooh, what about Stacey, that one's a classic!"

Mac began to panic, his brain could hardly think of a coherent thought let alone figure out some kind of excuse. This had to be a dream, a nightmare would be more accurate, as he watched Dennis eject the tape from the player and hold the VHS in his hand.

Silence.

Dennis stared at the tape, all the joy that had been on his face wiped away in an instant as Mac stood there feeling his face heating up in complete and utter shame. After what felt like a lifetime, Dennis finally looked back up to Mac and though he was trying to mask what he was truly feeling, Mac could see right through it.

"You watched this?" Dennis asked, his voice had gone cold.

Mac's eyebrows knitted together, he began biting his lip again nervously "Dennis, look-"

Dennis' eyes began to scan around the room, fixating on the bed which was ruffled and dirtied "You touched yourself, to this?"

If only he could wake up from whatever hell this was. Mac scrambled for something to say, anything, but when he opened his mouth nothing came out. Dennis' face shifted again, the anger melting away into something softer yet still somewhat sinister.

"What did you think?" Dennis began to smirk, the exact same one Mac had seen on the tape.

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mithranqueersmusings · 3 years

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Gun Fever

Chapter: 1/1

Rating: E (Smut & Violence Warning)

Summary: Mac has a gun, Dennis takes it.

Tags: Smut, Gunplay, Rough

Pairing: Mac/Dennis

AO3 link here / Fic masterlist here

"I can't believe this liberal bullshit, Dennis." Mac gestured angrily with his arms, leaning against the countertops in the kitchen "We need a gun in the bar, how else are we gonna protect ourselves?"

Dennis sighed, leaning back into the sofa to get more comfortable "Mac, the last thing we need in the bar is a gun, trust me. You want Charlie to be armed, seriously?"

Mac paused for a moment "You make a good point..." It was only a second or two before he was enthusiastically waving his arms around again "Why don't we just get a gun for ourselves? Keep it here in the apartment."

"Why would we ever need a gun in here, Mac? Can you just think for a second?" Dennis got up from the sofa, taking a few steps towards Mac merely to showcase his annoyance.

"Dude what if someone breaks in during the night? If we had a gun, we could just blast that bozo away." Mac explained, he felt like his words sounded extremely intelligent but Dennis didn't look impressed.

"No... No, man. That's a stupid idea. If we bring a gun into this place someone's just gonna end up hurt." Dennis rested his hand on his hip "What's the point of all your karate shit if you need a gun to protect yourself?"

Mac paused, scrunching up his face a little in thought "Well, sure- I know karate but you don't, Dennis. What if I'm not here or something?"

"I don't want a gun!" Dennis nearly screamed then took a few seconds to compose himself "Mac, just drop this alright? I'm not bringing a gun into this apartment."

"Well it's a bit late for that, because I already did." Mac demonstrated by pulling out a gun from his back pocket, holding it triumphantly with a satisfied look on his face.

"Jesus Christ, Mac!" Dennis cowered slightly "Don't wave that thing around like an idiot!"

Mac chuckled and aimed the gun loosely in Dennis' direction "See how scared you are Dennis? Now imagine you were a criminal or some shit, you'd be out of that door so fast."

Dennis took a cautious step closer "Gimme the gun, Mac. Seriously."

Mac moved it away quickly, making Dennis flinch a little "Yeah right. I thought you didn't want one."

"I don't want one, Mac. But not as much as I don't want you to have one." Dennis took another step "Is it loaded?"

"Well of course it's loaded." Mac laughed "What kind of jabroni has a gun without bullets?"

Dennis suppressed a shiver "Alright, alright. You've proven your point, now just gimme the gun."

Mac's eyebrows knitted together in confusion "Why?"

Dennis opened his mouth to speak then pounced on Mac unexpectedly, grasping for the gun with desperation. Mac let out a quiet shriek as he tried to move away, holding the gun as far from Dennis as he possibly could. The two of them tumbled to the floor heavily, Dennis knew it wasn't his smartest idea but he felt like he had to act fast - seeing how crazy Charlie got with the gun was enough to panic him. Mac tried to kick Dennis away but failed, if only he could've got the angle right, as Dennis made a scramble to where the gun had fallen and skid across the floor. The room filled with their frustrated grunts before Dennis was able to get his hand on the weapon, he got to his feet as quickly as he could without Mac managing to trip him up. He'd forgotten how heavy guns were, how cold the metal felt against his skin.

"Dennis, what the fuck?" Mac asked, standing up and leaning against the counter again, he'd split his lip open falling down and it was bleeding slightly.

Dennis chuckled to try and lighten the mood "Sorry, man, didn't mean to attack you like that. I just really don't wanna have a gun in this place."

Mac craned his neck forward aggressively "Then ask me, dude. You're lucky I didn't kick your ass."

Dennis rolled his eyes "Yeah, sure... Anyway, I'll just get rid of this." He started making his way to his room.

"You better give me the money then. That shit wasn't cheap." Mac called out after him, making Dennis stop to turn around.

"What?" Dennis was just about getting used to the weight of the gun in his hand "Why would I pay you for a gun that I don't want?"

"Why should I lose money for a gun that you're gonna get rid of?" Mac puffed out his chest a little.

Dennis smirked, a flicker passed through his eyes which made Mac panic for a second but he was determined not to show it. Lifting the gun up slowly, Dennis aimed it towards Mac with a tilt of his head.

"I'm not gonna pay you, dude." Dennis chuckled and took a step closer.

Mac tightened his grip on the counter surface "What are you doing, Dennis? Don't dick around with that."

"Oh, I'm sorry. Are you intimidated by this?" Dennis spoke dramatically, taking a further step as his smirk widened "I can't imagine why, Mac."

"I'm not intimidated, shut the fuck up." Mac scoffed but he couldn't take his eyes off the gun.

"Really? I find that hard to believe." Dennis aimed the gun a little higher towards Mac's head which made him flinch, Dennis couldn't deny he was getting a kick out of this.

"This isn't funny, Den." Mac felt himself beginning to sweat "Point made, alright? Can we just go to the bar or something?"

Dennis clicked his tongue "I don't think you're gonna be going anywhere, Mac. I think we're gonna stay right here."

Mac wasn't entirely sure when the atmosphere in the room had shifted, the entire thing was never meant to end up like this. He wasn't that surprised with how much Charlie ran away with the whole gun thing, but seeing Dennis becoming so enraptured with it was very alarming. It all just felt like some strange joke, but something about Dennis' expression made it look like he was completely serious. It wasn't the first time he'd seen his best friend get so worked up over something, especially if there was some weird power play involved, but he'd never been in the firing line before.

"What, you gonna shoot me?" Mac tried to feign his confidence "Come on, stop joking around."

"Oh, I'm not joking, Mac." Dennis' voice got very low all of a sudden "Why don't you go ahead and get on your knees?"

Mac's eyes widened instantly, he was sure he must've heard Dennis wrong "Dude, what?"

"Get on your fucking knees!" Dennis' yell turned into a chuckle, but it was far from warm.

He acted before he could even think, falling to his knees painfully onto the floorboards, letting out a hiss of pain as he did so. Whatever weird trip Dennis was having, he didn't know, but he didn't feel like talking back to him right now. Dennis looked down at him satisfied, his eyes dark and jaw tight. The gun was lowered to align with Mac's face, sweat was starting to form on his forehead. Of course Dennis wasn't going to do anything, surely... There was a moment when Mac thought Dennis was going to burst into laughter, admit the whole thing was a joke and they'd just carry on as normal, but the moment passed very quickly and nothing happened of the sort.

"Dennis, I don't-" Mac was speaking quieter than he had to, but he couldn't deny that the gun was freaking him out a little.

"Shh, you don't need to talk." Dennis interrupted harshly "Here's what's gonna happen, Mac... You're gonna do exactly what I say and in exchange I won't blow your brains out. Sound like a good deal?"

"You cannot be serious, dude." Mac looked up at him desperately, searching for the slightest sign of his best friend in those eyes but it was like he was an entirely different person.

"Oh I'm deadly serious, Mac." Dennis grinned down at him and gradually moved the gun closer until the barrel was pressed up against Mac's forehead "Or maybe I'm not... But something tells me you're not gonna disobey me right now."

The cold metal against his skin made Mac shiver, his throat was drying up and it almost hurt to swallow. He'd never seen Dennis like this before and while part of him was absolutely terrified, he couldn't deny that there was a slight thrill to the whole thing. Exactly what Dennis had in mind he couldn't tell exactly, but judging from the increasing tightness of his jeans it was gonna get pretty weird pretty quickly. He managed to steady his breath and looked up at Dennis with a composed enough look and gave him a small nod, trying not to move too much.

"Good." Dennis exhaled, the tension in his body leaving somewhat "Now, unzip my jeans, Mac."

"C-Can you move the gun at least?" Mac cursed himself for stuttering, but he was surprised he was even able to get the words out at all.

Dennis didn't say anything in response, just slowly pulled the gun away so that Mac could move a little closer. Was this really happening? This was getting a little extreme even for some of Mac's erotic nightmares, but there was no way Dennis really wanted this from him like this, right? Mac looked up at Dennis nervously, still waiting for him to laugh and admit that he was joking but the moment once again never came. His hands were shaking as he fiddled with the zip on Dennis' jeans, and even though he felt absolutely terrified he couldn't deny that there was an element of excitement to it all.

"That's it." Dennis encouraged as Mac peeled the denim away, letting it fall onto the floor.

The whole situation would've been far stranger if they'd never done this before, not that either of them would make any acknowledgement of it, but they'd messed around a few times in the past though there had never been a gun involved before. Mac felt certain that nothing like this would ever happen again, it'd been years since they'd done anything at all, and there was certainly a part of him that was excited to have the chance once more. The wave of relief he felt when the gun had been pulled away from his forehead was indescribable, but he was all too aware of how close it still was. Mac paused for a moment, bracing himself with a deep breath.

"Don't keep me waiting." Dennis commanded "Need I remind you this gun is loaded?"

Mac shook his head gently, he didn't have the strength to meet Dennis' gaze but he could feel it. Dennis was already rock hard, at exactly what point he got to this stage Mac couldn't tell but it was clear it wasn't going anywhere anytime soon; Mac was glad he was able to conceal his own erection, at this time he wasn't prepared to even begin to rationalise exactly why he had one. Without another moment's hesitation, Mac pulled off Dennis' boxers and immediately wrapped his lips around the head of Dennis' cock. He knew Dennis liked it a little rough - in a way this whole thing wasn't really that surprising - so he made sure he was never being too gentle. Although Mac could see an improvement in his technique, he still wasn't the best and couldn't help gagging before he could get all of Dennis into his mouth, he'd be ashamed if he didn't see how much the sound turned Dennis on.

"Just like that." Dennis inhaled sharply "It's a good look for you, Mac."

If the situation wasn't so strange, Mac would've laughed, but his mouth was a little preoccupied at the moment. He moved his hand up slowly to begin massaging Dennis' balls, he didn't want to make any sudden movements in case it startled him, while he continued to bob his head as quickly as he could manage. With his free hand, Dennis tugged at Mac's hair at the top of his head, it wasn't long before he was guiding Mac's movements entirely to set up his own brutal rhythm. Mac stopped moving altogether, having to grip tightly onto Dennis' thigh as he allowed his mouth to be fucked ruthlessly, spit began dripping down onto his aching knees and his vision blurred with tears. For so long he wanted to pull off entirely, to catch his breath and regain his composure, but he didn't. As much as he would like to believe this was only to please Dennis, he was getting ridiculously turned on by the whole thing.

"Fuck, Mac..." Dennis grunted, his hips started to stutter and he slowed down "I could cum down your throat, right now. Would you like that?"

Mac let out a weak moan, muffled completely, which spurred Dennis on a little further but eventually he pulled out. Air rushed back into his lungs as he desperately began to cough, his hand going to his throat as he rocked back slightly. He was just about to return to normality, he wiped the tears away roughly and his eyes felt irritated, before Dennis was already yanking him back up by his hair. Jolting back up, Mac saw that Dennis had kicked away his jeans and boxers that had pooled around his feet and was holding the gun just in front of his lips.

"Open up." Dennis' voice had gotten lower, he pressed the gun forward and Mac instinctively parted his lips.

The gun tasted foul, Mac almost gagged from it, but he stilled himself as Dennis pressed the gun past his teeth and further into his mouth. Already he could tell that this wasn't going to be comfortable at all, the shape was already starting to cut at his gums somewhat. Dennis looked mesmerised, as though he was watching the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen, his own mouth opening slightly as he watched Mac accept it. The thought of the weapon being loaded was far too terrifying, Mac tried to calm himself just by focusing on his senses and nothing else: the smell of Dennis' sweat, the taste of his cock still on his tongue, the sound of his throat contracting.

"I can't believe you're fucking doing this." Dennis almost chuckled but his face was completely serious, he started to pull the gun back out slowly only to thrust it back in.

As if sucking dick wasn't already hard enough for Mac, he had to deal with this. He wondered whether he'd be able to tap out even if he wanted to, if he looked Dennis dead in the eye and told him to stop, but the ambiguity just made the whole thing more strangely erotic. Bringing a gun into the apartment was far from some ploy to get Dennis to toy with him, but he'd be lying if he said he wasn't happy with the results. It was almost impossible to get a steady rhythm going, the irregular shape of the gun couldn't smoothly thrust in and out without meeting some resistance. Mac wasn't sure if he was tasting the metal of the gun or his gums had started bleeding, he couldn't even imagine that the whole ordeal looked attractive at all but Dennis looked ready to burst just from the sight.

"If you could see yourself, Mac..." Dennis breathed "You look absolutely pathetic, letting me fuck your mouth with a gun." The words were harsh but they somehow sounded complimentary.

Unexpectedly, Dennis pulled the gun all the way out without warning and it banged against Mac's teeth painfully. He examined it for a few seconds, watching how it glistened with Mac's spit in the light.

"I bet you'd let me put this in your ass, wouldn't you?" Dennis was clearly getting excitable "Wouldn't you?" He repeated, aiming the gun at Mac's face once more.

Mac had to cough before he could even get a word out "I don't wanna do that, man..."

Dennis paused, squinting his eyes a little in thought "It's not about what you want, Mac. You're lucky I'm so close or I'd be bending you over and shoving this inside you."

Mac winced at the thought, he and Dennis had only fucked a few times in the past and it had always been a little painful so he didn't even want to imagine replacing it with a gun. Dennis grabbed Mac's shirt and yanked him upwards, the gun unwavering in its aim, shoving him hard against the counter. For a brief moment Mac considered leaning forward, capturing those lips in a kiss, but he thought better of it; even after all these years they'd never kissed so tonight would likely be no exception.

"Get this shit off." Dennis demanded, yanking at the fabric of his trousers and Mac obeyed immediately, even throwing off his shirt for good measure.

Dennis surveyed Mac's body slowly, letting out a low groan at the sight of Mac's aching cock. It was as though he'd forgotten completely that Mac could've been getting pleasure from this whole thing, he was purely focused on himself. Taking a small step forward and closing the space between them entirely, Dennis pressed his erection against Mac's own. They both let out a deep moan, Mac's eyes shutting gently as he gripped the surface of the counter.

"Finish me off, Mac." Dennis practically growled, his other hand landed beside Mac's arm to entrap him entirely, not that Mac was even considering going anywhere.

Mac's hand was still a little shaky but he managed to still it somewhat, he wrapped it around both of their cocks and began to jerk them together. They'd gotten a little dry and Mac took the initiative of letting a trail of spit fall down onto them, Dennis groaned at the sight and pressed himself in a little closer.

"I'm already close." Dennis managed to suppress a whine.

Mac quickened his pace, it was impossible to think with so much going on. Dennis pressed the gun against the side of Mac's head, digging it in a little too hard but it only gave Mac more motivation. His mouth was definitely bleeding, but he didn't care, all he wanted to do right now was get off with Dennis, to finish with him. Dennis had started thrusting upwards into Mac's hand, fucking himself into the palm as wanton moans poured out past his lips. Mac felt himself nearing the edge, he only hoped he'd be able to last long enough to meet Dennis there.

"You gonna cum, Mac?" Dennis' face was as close as it could be without kissing him "You gonna cum with me?"

Mac nodded desperately, he wanted to throw his head back but keeping his eyes on Dennis was getting him closer. A few more strokes and he was almost there, desperate whines slipping out of his mouth and his breath quickened.

"Cum for me, baby." Dennis whispered and that was all it took.

It felt like electricity pulsing through his veins, his brain completely overridden with pleasure as he felt Dennis rutting up against him, spilling cum all over his bare chest. He'd loosened his grip on the gun somewhat but Mac could still tell it was near, the relief he felt of it being pulled away probably helped his orgasm somewhat. They took a few moments to compose themselves, catching their breath and returning to a comfortable position. Opening his eyes, Mac could still see Dennis' face so close to his own, his eyes flickered down to Dennis' lips then back up to his eyes. The pause seemed to last forever, Dennis working through some thought in his mind, he adjusted himself and their lips brushed just barely but instead of moving in closer he pulled away entirely. Looking Mac up and down once more, he tossed the gun on the side carelessly and started walking back to his room.

"Clean yourself up, you look ridiculous." Dennis called behind him, his voice a little hoarse but he sounded as defiant as ever.

Mac watched him leave, unashamed to admire how his hips swayed, but ensured to avert his gaze when Dennis turned around to give him a final look.

"Goodnight." Mac managed to get out a little pathetically, his shirt bunched up in his hand as he wiped the cum off his stomach.

Dennis responded by closing his door, leaving Mac completely alone.

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5 Star Man III

Chapter: 3/3

Rating: E (Smut Warning)

Summary: Dennis has been gone for a long time, Mac misses him dearly and finds himself rooting through his old sex tapes.

Tags: Smut

Pairing: Mac/Dennis

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The two of them rolled around on the bed for a while, it wasn't long before Mac's neck was covered in hickies and Dennis' hair was entirely ruined. Mac wasn't entirely sure how to proceed with the whole thing, exactly how Dennis wanted to be treated was a mystery he very quickly had to solve. With women there was no question about it, Dennis was the dominant one but now with Mac - who was considerably stronger - it was difficult to figure out. Dennis wasn't submitting to him, at least not fully, somehow he was able to control the situation even while being on the bottom. Did this make Dennis a power bottom? Mac felt like he was finally understanding what had been confusing them for all these years, but now was hardly the time to be thinking about all that.

What mattered right now was pleasing Dennis, any wrong move could be catastrophic and Mac was determined not to mess this up. Judging from how he was acting so far: biting at Dennis' skin and playing with his nipples, all while grinding down rhythmically, seemed to be to Dennis' approval.

"Shit. Ah-" Dennis moaned as Mac thrust down onto him again "Let's switch this up."

Mac didn't try to sound like an excited puppy, emphasis on the try "Switch it up how?"

Dennis met his eye determinedly, Mac had never seen him look so aroused "I wanna suck you off."

Mac moaned just at the thought and allowed Dennis to slide out from under him and position himself comfortably on his knees in front of the bed. The sight of Dennis like this was something Mac would never forget, he swore to burn the image into his memory. His lips were red and plump from kissing, his eyes hooded and dark yet still looking absolutely beautiful. Mac scooted to get closer to Dennis, opening his legs up wider as Dennis ran his hands over the thighs.

"You, er- Have you ever done this before?" Mac asked, he was clearly still nervous by the way his voice shook but he managed to get control of the pitch at least.

Dennis chuckled, offering no words in response but letting his actions do all the talking. He leant in closer to Mac's crotch, there was a wet patch at the head where his cock had leaked a little, and rather than doing anything with his mouth, first he inhaled deeply. Mac let out a soft moan at this, watching Dennis breathing in his scent so passionately made his legs twitch. Dennis stuck out his tongue and starting licking at the damp spot, moaning into it like it was the most delicious thing he'd ever tasted. Mac ran his fingers through Dennis' messy hair - under any other circumstances Mac knew he wouldn't be able to get away with this - as he watched in awe at Dennis work his mouth around his cock. The fabric grew damp very quickly, beginning to stick in places with Dennis' saliva mixing with the pre-cum, it would've been disgusting if it wasn't so hot.

"Fuck, Den..." Mac hissed as Dennis slowly pulled his boxers down, letting his erection spring free almost violently.

Dennis eyed Mac's cock for a few moments, gently pressing his fingers along the length and kissing around the head, as though he'd never seen it before. Mac had never seen Dennis this vulnerable before, yet he still knew that it would be a mistake to view him as weak in this moment; whatever Dennis would've asked for, Mac would've done it. Mac bunched his other hand in the bedsheets, an awful reminder that it hadn't been that long since he'd had his last orgasm and that didn't bode very well for his stamina at the moment. It took every ounce of restraint in his body not to thrust up into the heat of Dennis' mouth, he tried not to show the struggle on his face but every time Dennis looked up at him he felt his face contorting. Whether Dennis had actually done this before, with who or when or how often, Mac didn't want to think about, he just wanted to feel it.

Mac's fingers began to twitch where they played with Dennis' hair, the desire to push Dennis down onto his cock would've felt amazing but he wasn't sure that was the right move. Dennis had set a steady rhythm of bobbing his head up and down his length, opening his throat masterfully as he sucked down every inch without an issue.

"You look so good." Mac moaned "I wanna fuck that pretty face."

Dennis' eyes seemed to light up with these words, he looked up to Mac sinfully with his mouth filled with cock. He began to make gagging noises, Mac was almost certainly he was forcing them but that didn't make it any less hot. Mac squinted his eyes, trying to look for confirmation of any kind and when Dennis pulled all the way off and began slapping his cock onto his tongue, he decided to go for it. No girl - or guy - he'd ever been with allowed Mac to be this rough before, but he was glad he could experience this for the first time with Dennis; he moved his hands to interlock slightly at the back of Dennis' head and experimentally started to thrust forward into his mouth. Dennis let out a long moan that was muffled by Mac's movements, not showing any sign of stress or pain as Mac began to quicken his pace. The sound was absolutely obscene, the sight was even worse with the spit beginning to drip down from Dennis' open mouth as Mac ruthlessly thrust in and out. Tears began to form in the corners of Dennis' eyes and Mac faltered for a moment, but Dennis scratched down the inside of Mac's thigh and he carried on just as before. The more intense it got, the more pain Dennis was potentially experiencing, the more it seemed to turn him on. Mac wasn't entirely surprised but he never thought he'd be able to experience it first-hand.

"I can't- I can't keep going like this." Mac huffed "I won't make it."

Dennis let out a pleased hum, vibrating through Mac's ready to burst cock, then gently guided Mac's hips down back onto the bed and lifted his mouth off with a satisfying popping noise. He looked completely satisfied, even with his face completely red and tears making the thin lines of make-up run down his face. Mac bit down onto his lip again, if he wasn't careful he was gonna finish all over Dennis' face just by looking at him.

"I'm not even gonna ask how that was for you." Dennis almost croaked, his voice completely shot, and it was the most delicious thing Mac had ever heard.

Dennis climbed into Mac's lap and straddled his hips, allowing the firm erection to rest against his cheeks. Mac instinctively held Dennis' hips, which felt surprisingly slim in his hands, and looked up at him hoping for a kiss. Dennis didn't disappoint. Mac found it strangely sexy to be tasting his own dick on someone else's tongue, especially since it was Dennis', and he found himself desperately kissing Dennis as though he'd die without the taste. Dennis guided them further up the bed, making sure to rub his arse against Mac's aching cock as they moved.

"You wanna fuck me?" Dennis asked in a gravelled voice, licking around Mac's ear "Stick your cock in my ass, is that what you want?"

Mac moaned desperately "Yes, yes, fuck!"

"Then you're gonna have to open me up, you think you can do that buddy?" Dennis starting nibbling at Mac's scruffy jawline, the use of the affectionate word released another moan from Mac's lips "Not too much, though. I still want to feel that stretch."

Mac cautiously rubbed a hand over Dennis' cheeks, when he felt him move into the touch, he dug his fingers into the flesh and thrust his hips upwards. Dennis let out a low moan, biting a little too hard on Mac's skin before moving himself off onto the other side of the bed.

"You know what you're doing?" Dennis asked, sounding somewhat concerned, before laying down on his back "It's not the same as some chick."

Mac unintentionally rolled his eyes "I know, Dennis. I'm gay, remember?" He hoped this would instil enough confidence, enough to hide the fact that he didn't really know what he was doing at all.

Dennis let out a content sigh and pulled his legs up so that he was completely exposed to Mac "Two fingers should do it, alright?"

"Alright." Mac gave a warm smile, a small moment of sweetness before he set about getting to work.

Dennis was completely clean shaven down there, he'd had a lot of his hair lasered off as a part of his 'grooming routine', Mac had to admit it looked a little strange but it certainly made his job a fair bit easier. Mac rolled onto his stomach and moved close enough to run his tongue along the inside of Dennis' thigh, he gently brushed his finger alongside the other. Dennis shivered, something Mac was determined to make happen again. As much as he wanted to dive right in, he had a certain amount of calming down he had to do before they got to the main event, and he wasn't sure if he'd ever had the opportunity to tease Dennis again. Slowly he moved his tongue to circle around the outside of Dennis' hole, never actually making contact but making sure to breathe his hot breath down onto it.

"Shit..." Dennis sighed, trying to refrain from twitching or shivering again "You've done this before, haven't you?" There was a hint of jealousy to his voice, which Mac savoured completely.

Mac let out a quiet chuckle "What makes you say that?" He punctuated the sentence with a quick flick of his tongue across the hole which made Dennis hiss.

"Put a fucking finger in, dude." Dennis groaned "I can still change my mind, you know."

Mac paused "But, Dennis, you've always said once the sex has started-"

Dennis threw his head back against the headboard, probably hurting more than he'd intended it to "I know what I said, Mac, but this is different. Now are you gonna get on with it or not?"

Mac couldn't deny that he liked it when Dennis got a little bossy, like a spoiled brat it bordered on at times, letting out another chuckle he spread his tongue flat against the entire ring of muscle. The tension in Dennis seemed to melt away instantly, his eyes shut softly as Mac began wetting the hole generously. Every so often he'd stick his tongue inside or give Dennis' hard cock a few jerks, all while running the other hand gently across the sensitive areas of his skin. It didn't take Mac too long before Dennis was beginning to writhe beneath him, as much as he tried to hide it, his breathing was ragged and his hands desperately clung to the sheets.

"Mac." Dennis tried to sound authoritative, but the whininess in his voice overpowered it "Put a finger inside... Please."

That was all Mac had been waiting to hear; he wet his finger in his mouth quickly then began to circle it around the wet hole.

"I'll kill you, man, seriously." Dennis couldn't even pick his head up to look down at Mac "If you don't fu-"

Mac cut off whatever complaint Dennis was about to spill, shoving the finger inside without hesitation, feeling the muscles give way to the new intrusion. The noise that spilled from Dennis' lips almost didn't sound human, his cock throbbed and his eyes seemed to roll back into his head. Mac waited a few moments before beginning to slowly pull it out, then he'd ruthlessly thrust it back in as rough as before. These were some noises he could definitely get used to, as he felt Dennis starting to relax he pushed a second finger inside; Dennis practically squeaked with pleasure.

"Mac, you piece of shit." Dennis panted and moaned, desperately trying to keep still as Mac began scissoring his fingers inside.

"Want me to stop?" Mac asked with an obnoxious grin, managing to get his tongue to run alongside the outside of the hole while he continued to fuck with his fingers.

"You wouldn't dare." Dennis groaned, he made vain attempts to try and push Mac's fingers in further from his end "I'm-I'm ready. Fuck me, Mac, and I mean really fuck me."

Mac didn't need to be told twice. He was gentle removing the fingers, the last thing he needed was to fuck it all up now. He hastily spat onto his hand to lube himself up then lined himself up, looking quickly - and excitedly - to Dennis for approval. Dennis gave a slight nod and gripped tightly onto Mac's bicep, digging his fingers in deep as Mac thrust his entire length in one rough motion. Dennis practically screamed, and for a moment Mac was scared he'd been far too rough but the look on Dennis' face was of pure bliss.

"Holy fuck, dude." Mac breathed heavily "You're tight as shit."

Dennis smirked proudly "I know."

Mac had to pause before carrying on, he'd almost spent himself already with one thrust and that was definitely not the way to go. Cautiously he pulled back out, one hand on Dennis' hip and the other holding himself up with ease. Thrusting back in, still fast and sloppy but nowhere near as rough as the first time, he felt his hips stutter slightly so he bit down on his lip to gain some control. Dennis continued to look pleased with himself, gladly watching how easily he was able to torture Mac without doing a thing. But the entire expression was wiped away when Mac thrust up against Dennis' prostrate, he hadn't even been aiming for it but he was certainly glad he found it.

"Fuck, fuck!" Dennis cried out "If I had known you fucked like this, Mac, I would've done it sooner."

"Oh yeah?" Mac asked with a grin, thrusting deep inside Dennis and brushing against the spot once more "You like my cock, Dennis? You like my fat cock in your ass?"

Dennis looked at him half-surprised half-concerned "Don't get carried away, now." He paused, letting out another sweet moan "I love your cock, Mac."

Mac was coming apart at the seams, each thrust tightening that feeling that was threatening to explode "I don't think I can go much longer..." He didn't want to admit it, but if he came unannounced it wouldn't been a real sour ending.

Dennis hummed and licked his lips "You wanna cum inside me, Mac?" He tightened his grip on his bicep "You think I should let you? I don't know if you deserve it."

Mac had to slow his thrusts down or he'd be making the decision for the both of them "Fuck, I- Please, let me." Mac didn't want to beg, but if that's what it took then he'd do it.

Another satisfied smirk from Dennis, he pulled Mac down lower so that he could kiss him deeply then pulled away to whisper "Tell me that you've been a good boy."

"Shiiit." Mac groaned, he could taste blood on his lips again "D-Dennis, I-I've..." He wasn't sure that he could do it "I've been a good boy."

"I don't believe you." Dennis tutted, wrapping his legs around Mac's hips and pulling him down further "Tell me like you mean it."

Mac practically whimpered "Fuck, I'm a good boy, Dennis. Such a good fucking boy for you. Now please, let me cum!"

Dennis bit down hard on Mac's neck and forced their bodies together even closer. Mac felt himself loosing it completely, his body suddenly too heavy to hold up as he fell against Dennis' chest gracelessly, letting out a rugged cry as he spent himself entirely. He felt Dennis clenching around him, almost hungrily, until the two of them finally both relaxed. It was a while before they both caught their breath, and even then neither of them really wanted to move. Mac knew Dennis wasn't exactly the cuddling type, but he hoped that if he stayed still with his arm around his chest he'd somehow be able to stay that way for a while. Unfortunately the plan didn't seem to work, as Dennis began to fidget slightly.

"You gonna stay inside me all night, dude?" Dennis asked casually, prompting Mac to finally pull out.

Mac rolled to lie alongside Dennis, he was desperate to lay his hands on him in any way possible but he knew that wasn't the best move. After a few moments Dennis shuddered and let out a desperate moan, for a moment Mac thought he was making some cruel joke but then he saw the cum start to drip out of Dennis' hole.

"Ew, man, that's gross." Mac laughed, but Dennis apparently didn't feel like laughing.

"Gross?" Dennis sounded offended "It's your cum, you moron, if it's gross, you're gross."

Mac paused for a moment "You didn't get to finish." He wasn't exactly sure what he hoped to achieve with this statement, he was beyond too tired to get Dennis off at this stage.

Dennis chuckled, surprising Mac as all the previous potential anger was gone in an instant "Don't worry, bro. I got off. Don't worry about me."

Mac found himself smiling, when Dennis looked over he wished he'd stopped through fear of embarrassing himself but Dennis just smiled back at him.

"Beats a tape, doesn't it?" Dennis asked in a soft voice, turning over onto his side to face Mac directly, for a moment Mac thought he was going to lean in for a kiss, but he didn't.

There was a silence between them for a while, but it was nothing like the awkward, hostile silences from before. They just looked at one another, small smiles spread across their lips.

"What are you gonna tell the gang?" Mac practically mumbled, playing with the fabric of the bedsheet.

"Do I have to tell them anything?" Dennis scoffed "I don't think they'd exactly understand what we've got going on here."

Mac furrowed his brows "No, no. I meant about coming back."

Dennis mirrored Mac's expression then laughed "Oh. Well I'm sure I'll think of something."

Another pause.

"So we've got something going on?" Mac asked, trying to hide the hopefulness of his voice.

Dennis cocked an eyebrow "Shut up, bro. Don't ruin it."

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