Krazy For Kiwi

Posted: December 2004
Title: Krazy for Kiwi
Author: tildomemacar
Fandom: Real Person Fiction
Type: RPS
Rating: NC-17 of course
Characters: Craig/Karl
Timeline: years before LOTR
Author's Notes: Real people in *my* imagination, all going ons are not my fault. I make no claims on their sexual preferences nor do I make a profit from their antics. Craig being the subtle man he is *insisted* I write a fic with him and Karl, I couldn't say no. Afterall he is so adorably gorgeous. *means thoughts
Summary: Marton plays matchmaker.

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"And I want, and I need, and I lust, animal." ~ Def Leppard: Animal

That tall, tan, muscular body. Those luscious lips that looked so inviting when curved into a smile, which they almost always were. Hazel-green eye that twinkled in laughter and taunted endlessly, daring you to drown in them. The head of volumous brown hair that begged to have fingers run through it and threaten to wash over you. All this was enough to drive anyone crazy. Instead, it was driving Craig crazy, since his long time friend Karl had walked into the bar the older Kiwi had done nothing but stare. He stared as the taller Kiwi talked with everyone and laughed with their jokes, his voice sending shock waves through Craig. Stared as the subtle body movements made Craig practically salivate with want and need, he was barely aware of the man next to him talking.

"Craig, mate?"

Shaking his head, "Sorry Marton, what'd you say?"

"Wanted to know if-" Marton followed his friend's gaze and chuckled. "Never mind, you'll be busy wallowing and whatever."

Sighing sadly, "I don't wallow. Sorry but I can't help it. The man is sin reincarnate, I dream of drowning in him. If the devil himself wanted my soul for one night with that," pointing toward Karl, "I would gladly give it. He invades my thoughts every second of everyday. You know me, I'm usually the fuck ‘em and leave ‘em kind but with Karl... it's different, his soul permeates me somehow. Makes me feel funny and I like it."

"I see... Why don't you talk to him?"

"Are you nuts!!! Sure why don't I just go up to him and say ‘hi Karl I wanna fuck you' !! He doesn't even like men and I don't want to ruin our friendship."

"Go talk to him, you two have been friends for...a long time. I'm sure he'll understand."

"Alright, if you're sure." Craig got up, offered Marton a tentative smile and walked toward his friend of who knew how long, even Craig had forgotten how many years they had been friends. Realizing he was getting closer he noticed Karl as leaning against the bar on his elbows talking to some girl. *Oh great!! Now I'll never have a chance to talk to him.* Craig kept walking and noticed how tight his pants were getting, he tugged at them a bit and really lost thought control. *Oh my can his pants get any tighter.* He envisioned himself walking behind Karl and pulling his body against his, rubbing his hands along the taut flesh and turning his friend's face to his in a searing kiss that would leave no doubts about what Craig wanted. He saw himself kneeling down in front of Karl, oblivious to the other people and yanking down the pants to give- *No, I'm getting carried away again.* Craig pushed all those thoughts away and realized the bartender was asking what he wanted. "Um, I'll have whatever he's having." Craig pointed shyly to Karl's drink. He waited hoping he wouldn't be noticed.

"Hey Craig, where've you been? It's been awhile, maybe we can get together some time."

Craig didn't want to look up but he couldn't be rude. He raised his head and was immediately lost in those hazel-green eyes. He was vaguely aware that he was talking as he couldn't tear his gaze away from those eyes. " Yea it has been awhile since we got together. It'd be nice t'ave lunch or something sometime, Gotta go bye." Craig took his drink and accidentally brushed his arm against Karl's as the man turned away from him and he walked toward Marton. Sitting down, " I-I-I-I-"

"Hey Craig, snap out of it. Inhale the air and exhale the air, what'd he say?"

"I couldn't tell him Marton. I looked at his eyes and..."

"Hmmm, guess some friendly intervention is needed. Tell ya what I'll talk to him and send some hints along."

"You would do that for me?! Oh thank you Marton, thank you, thank you, thank you!!! I could kiss you!"

"Your welcome and as much as I want the kiss we don't want Karl scared off."

"Right. Well I'll see you sometime. Thanks again Marton." Craig paid for his drink and went home to sleep.

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A couple weeks later Marton was at the same bar sitting and watching the going ons. He spotted Karl and started to get up when the younger man ran toward him. "Hey Marton, I need to talk to you."

"I need to talk to you too, sit down." Marton smiled to himself and waited for Karl to talk.
"I never thought I'd say this but I want a relationship with...a man."

"You sure? This isn't something to take lightly. I mea-"

"This is the only thing I've been more sure of in my life. But it isn't just any man..."

"Tell me who, I might be able to help. Who do you lust after?"

"Craig. And it's not lust, it's more. I'm not sure how to explain it but he makes me feel all funny and uncomfortable. The weird thing is I didn't feel like this until he talked to me at the bar."

"Have you told him this?"

"No. I was going to but he walked away before I could get a chance and I haven't seen him since. What should I do, there is this aching, empty feeling inside me that I can't get rid of?"

"Karl, calm down first of all. Second talk to him and see where it goes from there."

"I can't, what if he doesn't return what I feel? I don't want to ruin our friendship."

"You won't, here use my cell, it's already ringing." Marton held his cell to Karl's ear while the other talked.

" ‘Ello Marton, what's up?"

"S'not Marton, Craig. It's me, Karl."

Craig swallowed the lump in his throat. "Hey, what's wrong? Where's Marton?"

"Nothing's wrong and Marton's fine. I was just... could I...bloody hell. Can I come over, I need to talk to you?"

"Yea, let me clean up a bit first. See you in about ten minutes?" Crag's voice was calm although his mind was really doing flips.

"Sure!" Karl visibly breathed as Craig hung up and he handed Marton's phone back to him.

"What'd he say?"

"He said I could come over and talk. I'm so nervous, what if I...what if he..."

"I could help ease your jitters a bit."
"No I think Craig should do that, but thanks. I better go now. Thanks Marton."

"No problem."

Karl got in his car and drove the familiar route to his friend's house. The one he drove when he needed help with a movie or just needed to talk. Tonight he was going over for an entirely different reason though. Sudden images of him making love to Craig, running hands over tanned skin flashed through his mind. Him whining and begging to be taken, him running hands and tongue and lips over every inch of the older Kiwi. Seeing his eyes glaze over as- *Shit!!* Karl swerved back into his lane, narrowly missing another oncoming car. *Great this is all I need, to die in a car wreck.* A sarcastic Karl thought as he parked his car, loosened his suddenly tight jeans and knocked on Craig's door.

Inside Craig had just gotten out of the shower and was in the middle of putting on a pair of soft sweats and an open, white shirt. He thanked himself for the looseness of the pants as he heard a knock on the door. Opening the door, "Hey Karl come in. Do you want something to drink?"

"I don't think so. I have to get this off my chest. Come sit, please."

Craig looked worried after hearing the tone of Karl's voice. "Karl, what's wrong?"

Karl ran his hands up and down his legs in worry. "Well after the night in the bar when you seemed mad at me, I began feeling funny. You know I love females, but now I've come to discover that I love something else, someone else."

Craig swallowed the lump and forced back his worry. "Wh-who would that be?"

Karl hung his head and when he looked back up his eyes were slightly moist. "You. I love you!!"

"Are you sure?"

"Every second for the past two weeks has been filled with you, tasting you and touching you everywhere. I know I've never wanted anything like this before, but I can't shake the images of having you make love to me, making me scream with fulfillment any longer. I have this ache, a longing that only seems to disappear when your in the same room. I-I-I'm sorry, I didn't mea-"

Craig moved closer to Karl and placed his fingers over full, pink lips, silencing them. "You should have talked to me sooner. Usually I'm the fuck ‘em and leave ‘em kind but you... I feel that same ache you do, stronger now than before. I have the same fantasies you do, I've gone after men that look just like you but then when I realize their not you the longing comes back. If you want to pursue things further..."

"I do wish that, but I'm dreadfully nervous."

"Well I can start slow and if you feel uncomfortable I'll stop immediately. Nothing happened, you came for cards. Deal?"

"That sou-" Karl's sentence was cut short when Craig's lips touched his, tongue licking over his lower lip asking for entrance. He moaned slightly and his friend delved into his mouth washing his tongue over teeth and gums and gently stroking his own tongue. Surprisingly he found himself welcoming the kiss and returning it full force, groping Craig's body and tugging at pants. He whined when the older Kiwi pulled away.

"You taste so sweet. Come to my bedroom, it's more comfortable." Craig led Karl to the bedroom and unbuttoned his shirt on the way revealing a well-muscled, slightly bronzed torso rippling in nervousness. Reaching the bedroom Craig sat Karl on the bed, "Sweet mother of- you are so- I am sorry but you are so beautiful."

"Ummm..."

"Yes, love? If you want me to stop-"

"No, please...don't stop." Karl knew Craig was just looking but the hunger in his eyes made Karl shiver with such anticipation. It surprised him when Craig just sat next to him. "Did I do something wrong?"

Breathily, "Never, you could never do anything wrong." Craig knelt and removed Karl's shirt by the shoulders, kissing the other Kiwi along his neck and chest as he did so. He gently lowered Karl on the bed still kissing him, so as to embed the taste in his mouth in case of rejection. *However I don't think there will be any rejection on his part. He looks so beautiful, sinfully angelic. I hate to ruin it but...* His thoughts were cut off as the younger Kiwi arched up trying to connect with more skin and moaning. "Craig, please...more...I want..."

Craig ran a finger down his chest ever so lightly. "Yes Karl, what do you want?"

"To taste you, kiss you, there's nothing I don't want to do to you. If you'll let me?"

Craig laid back, "You can do anything to me you wish so long as you touch me."

Karl smiled shyly, *since when have I become shy!!* The man rolled on top of the shorter New Zealander and kissed a path up and down both jawlines, all over the neck, leaving bite marks but when he reached Craig's collarbone he stopped.

"Love, what's the matter?"

"I can't. Not comfortable."
"Nonsense!! Come here, I'll put this on." The broader-shouldered man pulled out a strip of black satin and carefully tied it around Karl's eyes. "Now my sweet use your other senses; tongue to taste, hands to touch, smell to- no Karl...n-not th-th-there, please!!"

He thought he knew why Craig protested but it was so soothing to hear his voice, it was like the wind in the air on a cool summer day. "Tell me why Craig!!" Karl purred.

"My-my-my weak spot! Don't want to c-c-come yet, not on myself."

Karl nodded and continued his explorations down Craig's chest. He placed his fingers near the man's mouth, inviting. He started when each one was sucked in and thoroughly wetted, brought in and out mimicking fucking movements. With the moist fingers he traced all the chest muscles, ribs one by one, lightly flicked his tongue over each nipple just to tease, and continued running fingers over the curls near Craig's cock. He moved back up to Craig's mouth reaching out with fingers until he found what he sought. He licked the man's lips, asking for permission which he was gladly given. Both men got lost in the battle for control, tongues stoking and sucking, exploring all the dark places in the mouth. They were beginning to lose air when Karl felt something nudge him. " ‘Ullo, what's this?"

"Ummmmm..."

"Craig, I want to see you now!" Karl took the blindfold off and laid back, waiting for something...but what? "What happens now?"

"I'll show you; however this will involve both of us getting naked. You comfortable with that because if you-"

"I want to see you naked, have for awhile. Now show me!!" Karl growled with want and anticipation.

Craig got up and slowly slipped out of his pants. He then crawled toward the tall Kiwi, licking his lips like a hungry predator. He undid the pants and practically tore them off, revealing that nothing was worn underneath. Craig sensed Karl tense up and leaned down to kiss him again. He stroked the inside of a smooth thigh while he talked. "Relax baby, I would never do anything to hurt or offend you. Breathe and concentrate on my hand." He felt the man's body calm and while still caressing a thigh he reached under his pillow pulling out a bottle of oil. Some how Craig managed to twist the cap off pouring oil on his fingers. He looked at Karl and saw nervousness and a tinge of fear. He laid atop the man, rubbing noses with him. He put one leg over his shoulder and gently worked at the tight virginal opening, spreading the liquid around generously. Seeing and feeling Karl tense again saddened him. "It's alright Karl, I can't promise it won't hurt but after awhile it will get better, that I can promise. You have to relax though."

"I c-c-c-can't...s-s-s--scar-r-r-ed."
"I know you are, I was too my first time. Here I'll do something to help you forget what I'm doing." The Kiwi slithered down the heavenly body and wrapped his mouth around Karl's cock, wiggling his tongue a bit.

"Fuck Craig!!"

"Not yet, my lovely!! I thought you might like that, I have more for you." Craig again lowered his mouth on to Karl's erection and began sucking deeply his cheeks hollowing. He gently scraped his teeth along the length, swirled his tongue around the tip, ran it along the sensitive vein, and everything else he could think of to distract his beloved. He felt Karl thrust into his mouth, Craig pushed him back down. He then pushed a finger inside the man, moving around a bit to stretch the hole. He slightly winced as a shout was heard.

"Ohhhh Craig, please let me move! Do something, anything...PLEASE!!" Karl felt another finger invade him and he forced all his thought on the havoc being wreaked upon his penis. "MORE!"

Craig smiled as he felt Karl push against his hand, wanting more. He complied and thrust a third finger in, scissoring and moving around, searching for that spot. When he felt Karl shudder and cry out, Craig new he found it. He hit it over and over again, moaning around the organ he had in his mouth as he finally let the older man thrust in him. Within minutes, Karl was shooting creamy, warm semen down Craig's throat, the latter man greedily swallowing it. "Thank you."

"No thank you, that was the best blowjob I've ever had. I knew you were talented but, JESUS CRAIG!!!" Karl screamed as his gland was hit again.

"Sorry luv, couldn't help it! I think you're ready now." Craig grabbed Karl's other leg and put it up on his other shoulder placing his waiting cock at the tight entrance. He only paused at seeing the face below him. "Baby what's the matter? If you don't want to then I'll stop now."

"Don't stop, this is the only way I'll ever know." Karl took several deep breaths in a futile attempt to clear his mind. He did relax though when Craig leaned down and kissed him, slowly and passionately this time and so thorough he almost didn't feel the older man's shaft push into him. "FUCK!"

Craig immediately stopped as muscles clenched around him "Karl? Relax, please!"

At the pleading note in Craig's voice Karl couldn't help but obey. He scrunched his hands around the sheets and let Craig pull out and in, out and in, a never wavering rhythm. His body began to respond, cock immediately giving another salute. "Oh Craig, harder, feels..." the man began arching up into the thrusting, meeting each inward stroke. His body felt like it was being torn apart but the pleasure shooting through him as his new lover found that spot again washed away all the pain. Karl didn't last long this time and soon came all over his belly and Craig's.

The younger Kiwi's muscles clenched around Craig's penis as another orgasm shook the well-built body. The clenching made Craig shudder and he was soon thrown full force into the best orgasm of his life, panting heavily and thrusting as deep as possible before collapsing. "I love you Karl Urban."

"And I love you Craig Parker, now get off me."

Craig laughed as he rolled aside and cleaned them both off. He snuggled against the taller man and absently drew little nonsense patterns on the smooth chest. "Tell me and be honest, did you like that? I tried to be gentle since it was your first time."

Karl kissed him and licked his bottom lip, remotely tasting himself. "That was the best experience in my life. Why did I wait so long?"

"Because you lack my wit and intelligence."

"Oh really, you were the one to nervous to even talk to me. You walked away without barely saying anything. I think that perhaps I have the intelligence, but I will admit I lack your quick wit. Tell me how did you manage to survive without me?"

Craig laughed and lightly punched Karl in the arm. "Luck I guess. While still on speaking terms, let's go out."

"I'd rather lay here with you. And it seems we have a guest.'

Looking down, " It seems we do. Care to try?"

Karl looked away and shifted nervously. "I've never...I don't-"

Craig propped himself on his elbow and smiled. "Yes you can. Come here my sweet one."

Karl moved so he was on top of his lover and looked down at him. "What now?"

"Give me your hand." Craig kissed the younger Kiwi, occupying him while the man took Karl's hand and wrapped it around his cock, stroking it a few times. "Now do whatever you do to yourself on me. I won't be disappointed, I never could."

Karl just kissed the shorter man, *if all I could do was kiss him I would die happy!* He languidly moved his hand up and down, flicking his thumb over the tip and gently squeezing tight balls, ever so lightly tracing the length with his fingers and running his hand over the soft curls. He perked up when Craig moaned in joy, so he continued his pattern.
"More, please...faster!!" Craig had never been given a handjob this wonderful before. "Ai Karl!" His body began arching up as the man ran a tongue timidly along his thighs and took each round orb into his mouth sucking and pulling on them. "No more love...too cruel!"

Karl ignored his lover and moved up to play with the muscles on his chest. Coating it in a thin layer of saliva before moving higher and taking Craig's little pink nubs into his mouth, one at a time, and rolling them around his tongue and tugging on them with his teeth.

"Ohh Karl...love please, stop...coming...oh god!!" Craig's muscles spasmed as he shot milky semen all over his stomach and Karl's chest. He fell to the bed breathing heavily. He moved over so his lover could lay down while he got up and cleaned them off once again.

"Did I do good?" Karl asked with hesitation in his voice.

"Did you do good? Hell no...you did great. No one has ever made me come without touching my cock. I love you."

"I love you too." Karl took the older Kiwi in his arms and placed a kiss on his head. "What do you want to do now?"

"Wanna go out?"

"Where?"

"Surprise...but we got to shower first."

"I'll go anywhere with you." Karl followed Craig into the shower and realized they were going to wash each other when a soaped up washcloth was thrown at him. About an hour later both men emerged from the shower dressed and ready, Craig in tight black leather pants and a half-buttoned white shirt and Karl in the same pants but with a midnight blue silk shirt. "You look ravishing darling!!"

"So do you love. Whose car will we take?"

"I think yours since you know the way." Karl leaned forward and placed a quick kiss on Craig's cheek.

"One condition...hands to self until club." Leaving the house both men got into Craig's car and left for the club. Parking the older man was got out and walked toward Karl.

"What is this place?"

Grabbing his love's hand and walking with him inside. " A place we can do what we want and no one will care." Walking to the bar both men ordered drinks and glanced around ‘til Craig spotted Marton. Going over to him, " What ya doing by yourself?"

"Hello Craig...**and** Karl!! I'm actually waiting for somebody! I see everything worked out between the both of you."

"Yes, I was surprised Craig was so understanding. Thanks Marton."

"Don't mention it."

"So mate, you waiting for OB?"

"No I'm waiting for- Here he is!" Marton got up and brought Viggo to the table.

Craig and Karl tried to keep conversation but they couldn't keep their hands off each other. Whispering in Karl's ear, "Baby I think we should move elsewhere."

"Lead the way love. Bye Marton, bye Vig." Karl just managed to say as he was whisked away into an empty room and a waiting Craig for him. The whole night the pair had delights galore, sharing pleasure and making love.

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THE END

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