The Outsiders: Dar-Bit

Need

While at work, Darrel finds himself missing Two-Bit more than ever.

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The sun was beating down on Darrel as he began roofing a newly built house. He wiped his forehead, sweat dripping down his face and naked torso. The brunet found himself covering other people's shifts and working longer hours. He needed some sort of break in order to get himself together. No. He needed someone. He needed Two-Bit. Darrel needed Two-Bit in his arms, his hands running up and down his body as a form of healing.

"Hey, Curtis!" a voice shouted.

Darrel looked down, seeing one of his co-workers below the ladder.

"Come down for a sec," his co-worker said.

Darrel swiftly went down the ladder.

"Yeah, what?" the brunet said, the sunlight hitting his face directly.

"You can take a little break from that," his co-worker said, "I'll pick up from where you left off."

"You sure?" Darrel said, "I can finish, I mean..."

"Do you want this break or not?" his co-worker cut him off.

"Fine," Darrel sighed, "Take over for me."

His co-worker patted his shoulder as he made his way up the ladder. Darrel realized he needed to use the bathroom. Noticing the portapotty, he walked over to it. Lucky for him, he was the first to use it today. The smell was not absolutely rancid. He went to unzip his pants until his fingers grazed along an abrupt bulge against his zipper. He looked down. He had a half-chub going on. He remembered that he was in a rush this morning. Getting up from bed, he looked over at Two-Bit still sleeping and images from last night immediately came to mind. He didn't have time to relieve himself.

Darrel sighed, locking the portapotty door behind him. He sat down on the portapotty seat, unzipping his pants. He leaned back as his cock grew harder, creating a large tent in his underwear. He couldn't believe how much of an effect the redhead had on him. Here he was in a portapotty out of all places, his cock throbbing and begging for any sort of contact. With soft breaths, he pulled down his underwear, revealing his erection. He closed his eyes, trying to recollect what the redhead and him did last night.

They both entered the bedroom, the night's soft, white glow illuminating it. Two-Bit was wearing his normal get-up: jeans, a shirt with the iconic cartoon mouse on the front, and a leather jacket. He had taken out Ponyboy and Johnny to the movies prior. However, he was so eager to rip off his clothes at the sight of Darrel.

The brunet opened his eyes for a moment, looking down at his cock. Precum now erupted from his tip. He took his hand and performed one single stroke along his base. He hissed, his eyes fluttering closed again.

Two-Bit took his clothes off in a flash, revealing his freckled skin. Darrel leaned down and began kissing him, starting from his lips to his thighs. He could feel the redhead quiver under his lips as his hands roamed his body, thumbing his perky nipples or massaging his thighs.

Darrel began stroking his cock faster, emitting a low growl from his throat.

The redhead placed a hand on Darrel's head, whimpering as a way to tell him to stop. Darrel let him go, letting him sit back farther on the bed. Two-Bit soon rolled over onto his stomach, his ass and legs facing Darrel. He slowly raised his hips and his face appeared from behind his thigh, looking over at Darrel with half-lidded eyes and his bottom lip clamped between his teeth. That's when he whispered almost inaudibly: "Fuck me. Fuck me, Daddy."

"Mmm, fuck," Darrel panted, spreading his legs wider. He kept opening his eyes, having to remind himself where he was. He panted quite loudly, however, no noise could mute the loud sound of his precum lubing up his cock.

Darrel slipped off his clothes before joining Two-Bit on the bed, mounting him from behind. His cock pressed against Two-Bit's ass. He could hear the redhead's soft pants, shaking his hips in an attempt to convince Darrel to put his cock in. The brunet licked his fingers and dragged them up Two-Bit's opening, his eyes slowly closing as the redhead let out a whiny plea. He was always so good at being a little tease. Darrel slowly inserted his fingers into the redhead, leaning down so he was close to his head. Two-Bit had one eye open as he tried to adjust to Darrel's fingers. It didn't take long for him to begin bouncing his hips along the brunet's thick fingers, moaning out loudly. Darrel quickly removed his fingers, chuckling from Two-Bit's sad whines.

"Aw shit," Darrel panted, his hips raising a little as he grew closer to his climax. With his unoccupied hand, he graced the wall of the portapotty.

"You want it?" Darrel whispered into the redhead's ear, his wet tip gliding up and down Two-Bit's opening.

At first, Two-Bit let out a broken moan, which did not please Darrel. The brunet spanked his ass hard, smirking at Two-Bit's own sick smirk.

"Give me a proper answer," Darrel said.

"Yes," Two-Bit said finally, "Yes, I want it. Please put it in."

Without warning, Darrel abruptly slipped his cock into Two-Bit's winking hole. The gasp the redhead admitted was full of satisfaction, the ends of his mouth curving upwards as Darrel's base stretched out his hole and pressed into his prostate. His face buried itself into the sheets below him as the brunet's hands grabbed the redhead's ass. Darrel began thrusting rather roughly, knowing both him and Two-Bit were craving a rough night together.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Darrel whimpered, biting his lip in an attempt to keep himself quiet. He couldn't believe he was so close already. His bottom lip trembled as he slowed down his strokes, his entire body shaking. Darrel did not want to finish yet.

Darrel's hand was now covering Two-Bit's mouth, his breath heavy as his thrusts grew more desperate. Two-Bit's hole felt amazing, especially after a long day of work. The redhead's eyes were rolled upwards, his moans high-pitched and drawn out. His back arched in an attempt to feel Darrel's cock drill deeper into him. He was very close.

"Fuck, you close, baby?" Darrel chuckled, raising an eyebrow at the redhead's pink face. He could see how wet his lips were from his drooling.

"Yes," Two-Bit groaned out, his voice close to disappearing.

"You wanna cum?" the brunet whined, "Hmm? You wanna cum on my cock?"

"Yes, Daddy," the redhead whimpered, "Can I cum on Daddy's cock? Please?"

"Go ahead," Darrel said, his voice airy, "Cum on my cock, honey."

With a small gasp, Two-Bit grabbed the sheets below him as he came, his cock twitching furiously as his load escaped in thick spurts. Two-Bit's fluttering hole caused Darrel to let out a yell. He then...

"Ah shit," Darrel whispered quickly, his voice cracking slightly, "I'm cumming."

He quickly stood up and turned his body towards the portapotty, finally cumming. He was close to letting out a loud moan, but caught himself immediately by covering his mouth with his hand. He looked up at the ceiling as his hot cum squirted out of his throbbing cock, landing into the portapotty. The brunet shuddered slightly as he finished, finally looking down at his softening cock. He let go of it, his hand covered in both his pre-cum and his cum. As his mind came back to him, he realized where he jerked off at. He felt disgusting. Yet weirdly aroused, still. He cleaned himself up quickly and left the portapotty, continuing his shift. Every so often, his eyes would dart back to the portapotty, its green, chipping paint illuminated by the sun. His cheeks would burn as his eyes glanced away from it, hoping no one knew what unacceptable things he had just done.