SexXx In The City

Posted: August 2002
Title: SexXx in the City
Author: Alex
Fandom: Real Person Fiction
Genre: RPS
Characters: Marton Csokas/Vin Diesel
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I dont knw these men and this is fiction.

Summary: Marton was the bad guy in xXx and he is one sexy bitch, let me tell you! So's Vin! Ive always loved those big muscular types. I just couldn't help myself!

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Vin was almost jealous of the guy they had gotten to play his evil counterpart in xXx, Marton Csokas. Almost but not quite. Vin knew this movie was HIS! It would make him a household name. It was what he wanted. What he had worked for. He smiled and shook the other man's hand.

They were stuck in the meeting for more than two hours and Vin's gaze kept drifting back to Csokas. The man was devilishly handsome. He had a couple of days growth of beard and his eyes kept looking lazily about the room. His smile was sardonic and wicked as he caught Vin's eye. Vin actually felt himself do something he hadn't done in years. He blushed.

When the endless meetings were over, Csokas walked over to him. "Wanna go for a beer?"

They did, Vin driving simply because he knew where to go. Marton was from New Zealand and had done most of his work there. Vin drove them to a quiet bar he frequented. It really WAS like that old tv show said, sometimes you just wanted to go where everyone knew your name.

After a few beers, Marton didn't make Vin as nervous anymore. They talked about the movie, xXx. Both men were excited about it. Vin had heard that Marton was an elf in the Lord of the Rings production and he asked questions about that. Before either man knew it, hours had passed. Though he wasn't drunk, Vin had a nice buzz going.

"Where are you staying?" Marton named a decent but not very luxurious hotel.

"Wanna come back to my apartment? We can pick up some kind of takeout or order out if you're hungry. No use eating alone. Not so sure I'm all that great for company, but I try." Vin smiled at him, then wondered why he was being so friendly to this stranger.

Marton agreed and they got some Chinese takeout on the way to Vin's small but expensive home. They watched soccer matches as they talked and laughed and ate the food from the boxes, washing it down with more beer.

"This is such a sissy game! Come on, you gotta admit American football is a hell of a lot more manly! They even look girlie in their sissy shorts and knee socks!"

Marton laughed too, but disagreed vehemently. They argued good naturedly for as long as the match was on. Vin finally agreed that the game could be brutal and Marton finally agreeing that the socks were a bit sissy looking.

Vin looked at the clock, it was almost two am. He was tired. He'd been at the movie studio since 9 am for meetings and he was starting to feel pretty wiped out.

"Marton, there's a bedroom on the left down the hall. You're welcome to it. I'm gonna turn in." He stretched and yawned, his lower belly showing as his shirt rode up. He didn't see Marton looking at him, didn't see the look in those sherry colored eyes. Vin smiled at him, and started to get up. Marton put a hand on his arm to stay him.

"You can slug me or set me out in the street, Diesel, but" and Marton leaned over and kissed his mouth, a soft kiss. "I've wanted to do that all day."

Vin started to get angry, but he realized that he didn't HATE the kiss. As a matter of fact, it was kind of nice. The second one was even better as the other man's arms went around him and he was pulled into an embrace. The kiss changed as Vin opened his mouth and Marton accepted it as an invitation. Tongues touched, caressed, sucked as Vin forgot to breathe.

`What the fuck am I doing?' Vin said to himself. He was no stranger to the attentions of men. No one with a body like his went without notice by men or women. He had just never been inclined toward men. But then he'd never had one like this one kiss him before either.

He ran his hands over Marton's hard body. Marton was taller and slimmer than him but he was all muscle too. Vin ran a hand down his hard belly to the button on his co-star's jeans. He unbuttoned it and slid the zipper down. Marton wore nothing under the jeans and his cock sprang free. Vin didn't even move for a moment, just sat staring at the other man's erection. Then he slowly got to his knees in front of him.

Marton's eyes were darker now, hot with arousal. "Touch me."

Vin never took his eyes from the transparent brown ones that watched him. He palmed the smooth penis, dipping his head to lick it from its thick base to the tapering head.

"Yes," was the hissing reply to Vin's actions.

Vin was surprised at the silkiness. It felt good against his tongue, his lips as he kissed and licked up and down the swollen shaft. He licked drops of sticky pre-come from the tiny slit as they formed. He had never thought about doing this and he decided quickly that he wouldn't think about it now. He'd just do it. He took the length into his mouth.

"That's it. God, yes." The New Zealander's hips moved up off the sofa. He put both his hands on Vin's head. He showed him with his hands the rhythm he wanted. Vin allowed Marton to set the pace and wasn't at all surprised when it quickened as the other man panted and growled. He was quite beyond words now. Vin knew getting a blow job was wonderful but he had no idea that giving one could be so entirely arousing.

Vin was surprised at his own moan as semen filled his mouth, as he felt the throbbing inside his mouth that he'd only felt from his own body and in his own hand. He swallowed and swallowed until Marton was still.

He slid the semi hard penis from his mouth and smiled up at the other man. His own breath was labored now and he felt like his pants were going to squash him to death if he didn't get out of them.

"Your first time?" Marton asked. Vin nodded.

"Want more lessons?"

"Uh huh!" Marton rose and pulled Vin to his feet. They walked arm in arm to Vin's bedroom. And closed the door.

When they got to the bedroom, they turned, separated and went on either side of the bed. Vin pulled his shirt off and ran his hands down his body as Marton unbuttoned his own shirt and shrugged it off his shoulders. He dropped his already unzipped jeans to the floor and smiled as Vin looked at his growing erection. He noted the blush on Vin's face as he began to unbutton his own jeans. God, what a sexy man he was.

Marton hadn't counted on him being a virgin. But it wasn't like he was a kid. No, Vin was no kid. He lay down on the bed as Vin slid his jeans and boxers down. He didn't realize until the sound escaped him that he made a sound when he saw the rest of Mr. Diesel. Vin was all muscle. But Marton thought the part he liked the most about the delectable man before him was his beautiful brown eyes. Marton knew he could get lost in them easily and he planned on doing just that tonight.

He rolled over onto his back and held his arms open for Vin. God, his kisses were like honey, all sweet and they permeated his senses. He ran his hands down the hard muscle and smooth skin of the American's back, felt his sticky cock against his belly. He looked into those brown, brown eyes and was lost again.

How long they both just lay there, kissing and rubbing their bodies together, he couldn't say. Vin didn't seem to be in a hurry. Marton pushed him onto his back and lay there for just a minute with his head propped up on his hand and looked down the lovely body stretched out before him. He reached a hand out and ran one finger down Vin from his nose down the center of his body, over hair and skin. His gaze followed his finger and as his finger dipped into Vin's navel, he moved so he could flick his tongue across small nipples until they hardened, then he sucked them as the finger traveled a little farther south to rub pre-come all over velvety skin.

"Oh fuck!" Vin moaned as the mouth found its way down and enveloped him in wet heat. He shifted a bit so it was easier for Marton to take him all into his mouth. And Marton did, allowing Vin to push all the way to the back of his throat. His hand caressed and kneaded the twin sacs that tightened as he touched them. He could feel Vin straining and pushing his hips toward him.

"Coming! Oh...Marton!" Vin's hands tangled in Marton's dark hair as he filled Marton's mouth and throat. He eagerly took it all, swallowing and licking and smiling up at the other man.

"So now are you gonna fuck me through the mattress?" Vin looked lazily down at him, playing with Marton's damp hair.

"Is that what you want me to do?" Marton realized that he felt like he was in a surreal movie where all your wickedest dreams come true.

Vin grinned a grin that Marton would come to know as they made xXx. It was the smile he had when he was about to do something new and exciting, like jump out of a perfectly good airplane or off a perfectly good bridge. "Yes."

"It's going to hurt, you know."

"Nothing is gained without sacrifice." Vin pulled him up and kissed him, still hungry it seemed.

"We need something... slick."

"Body wash? I think it even smells good too." Vin got up and found the gel in the shower. He opened the drawer by the bed and took out condoms. Then he bent over and kissed Marton yet again. "Where do you want me?"

Marton laughed. "You wanna be my bitch, Vin?"

"Just do it." He lay on his side with his ass to Marton, who smiled at Vin's gasp when he slid a slick finger inside and found that tiny little gland. "Fuck, I didn't expect.. ohhhh." A second finger rendered him speechless. Marton touched and teased him inside while stroking him back to hardness outside too with his other hand.

"Roll over about halfway. Tell me if it hurts too bad and tell me to stop when it does hurt. Usually being very still a few minutes gives you some time to get used to the invasion. Cause that's what I'm going to do to you, Vin. I'm going to invade you and make your beautiful body mine."

Marton felt him tighten when he pressed his head against the tight ring he sought to enter. Vin gradually let him in. His grunts of pain told Marton the cost. "Easy, Vin, easy," he murmured as he fought to control himself. He continued the slow push until he was all the way inside. "You okay?" His voice was a hoarse whisper as his body demanded he move inside the unbelievably tight tunnel.

"It didn't feel that fucking big in my mouth. Now fuck me, please."

Marton found he couldn't breathe for a second. He moved his hand under Vin and held him and he began to move in and out of his tight ass. Soon, neither man was thinking at all. Both were absorbed by desire so intense that most everything else was pale compared to it. Marton felt like he was becoming Vin. He was so completely surrounded by Vin and then everything exploded. Vin was moaning and bucking backwards and Maron was calling Vin's name and then he was filling him, pulsating fast into the slick heat. Then finally they were still and breathing again.

Marton slipped from Vin, but he didn't let go. He pulled Vin back into his arms. Both of them were sticky with come and sweat. It didn't matter. Marton kissed the other man's sweaty shoulders and hugged him tight.

"Did I fuck you through the mattress?"

"You almost fucked me through the floor. Now go to sleep." Brown eyes smiled at him as Vin looked back over his shoulder.

Marton smiled to himself. This movie ought to be a blast to make. He closed his eyes and let sleep claim him.

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THE END

Go to the sequel to this story: SexXx In Another City

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