Kay
Pass the Stuffing (*slash*)
TITLE: Pass the Stuffing
AUTHOR: Kay
RATING: NC17
CONTENT: Slash m/m
DISCLAIMER: Don't own the characters, only wish I did. I don't know their true sexuality, this is
only fiction.
DISTRIBUTION: Kriket if she wants it.
CHARACTERS: Chris Irvine, Glenn Jacobs, Mark Calloway, and Adam Copeland
SUMMARY: Chris cooks Thanksgiving dinner, and Glenn does some stuffing. This is strictly a
late Thanksgiving PWP. It was inspired by Frala's story, "Kiss me I'm the Cook." After reading
her story, I couldn't look at my mom's apron, which also has that little saying, without giggling.
My Jericho muse has been demanding a story. ( He's so pushy lately. Go figure.) Anyway, I
decided to stuff him. *giggles* Sorry it's late, but the relatives finally left!
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Glenn sighed as he watched the football game. He could hear Chris banging pots and pans in the
kitchen, frantically trying to prepare the Thanksgiving feast he had promised. Glenn ran his
fingers through his long hair as he shifted on the couch. He was bored and lonesome without Chris
by his side. He threw the remote down beside of him. With one quick movement he stood and
stretched. He could smell the various smells drifting from the kitchen and his stomach rumbled.
He headed for the kitchen to see how his lover was doing with dinner. As he entered the kitchen,
he noticed Jericho's pants and shirt laying neatly folded on the counter. He turned to the direction
of Jericho and his eyes nearly popped out of his head, as his cock twitched in his tight jeans.
Chris was bending over searching for something in the lower cabinets. The two round globes of his
bare ass was exposed for Glenn's viewing pleasure.
Glenn smiled as he noticed how the strap of the black thong separated them perfectly. He licked
his lips as he watched Chris wiggle his firm, round ass as he dug further back in the cabinet. The
hunger in his stomach was suddenly replaced by a hunger to be buried deep inside of his lover.
Chris stood, still unaware of Glenn's presence. Glenn moved across the room quickly, wrapping
his huge arms around the waist of his smaller lover as he pulled him back against him. "Since
when do you cook in the nude?" Glenn growled in Chris' ear. "Instead of watching football, I would
have been in here. The view is much better."
"I didn't want to get them dirty," Chris giggled as he tried to pull away, but found himself held
firmly against his larger lover.
Glenn smiled as he turned Chris so he could look at his beautiful lover. He realized that he had a
lot to be thankful for this Thanksgiving, and that Chris was his main blessing.
Glenn caressed Chris' cheek as he looked down and read the message on the apron he'd given
Chris when they'd first moved in together. "Kane's Main Dish."
Chris giggled as he caressed Glenn's face, his fingers lightly moving over the fading scars. "I love
you," Chris whispered as he wrapped his arms around Glenn's neck, allowing his much large lover
to easily pick him up as if he was a small child.
Glenn grinned as he saw the kitchen table had been completely cleared. He sat Chris down on it,
nudging his legs apart with his own, leaning down and claiming his mouth in a hungry, passionate
kiss. Glenn's fingers fumbled with the strings on the apron, untying them. He silently reminded
himself to find one with snaps on it. Glenn then fumbled with his own jeans, sighing in relief as his
cock sprang free.
Chris tried to push Glenn away, but it was like pushing a brick wall away. "Glenn, not now. I have
to get dinner ready." Chris protested with a pout.
Glenn pulled back a little, but gripped Chris' hips, forcing him to remain still.
Chris frowned as Glenn merely stared at him. "What?" He asked frustrated. "Aren't you
hungry?"
A smile spread across Glenn's face. He yanked the apron off of Chris, and glared at the black
thong that covered Chris' privates. "I'm hungry, but not for turkey," Glenn growled.
Chris rolled his eyes as Glenn gently pushed him backwards on the table. "We don't have time,"
he whispered in protest as he looked at his watch.
Chris' protest faded as Glenn started pulling the thong down. He lifted his hips up, making it
easier for his lover. Glenn grinned as he watched Chris' body squirm seductively as he slid the
thong all the way off. Chris' long, slender cock jutted proudly from it's dark blond nest of curls.
"FUCK!" Chris cried out as Glenn's mouth engulfed his entire length .
Glenn chuckled. He had always loved how verbal Chris was during sex.
"Glenn, baby, that feels sooooooo good!"
Glenn glanced over to the sink and smiled as he grabbed the bowl of gravy that was sitting there.
He dipped one of his fingers into the semi-warm mixture and then pressed it to the small
quivering opening of his lover.
"Glenn!" Chris begged, his head thrashing back and forth as his fingers tangled in Glenn's hair.
Glenn raised up, letting Chris' cock slip from his mouth, causing Chris to moan in frustration.
"You're so beautiful when you're sexually frustrated," Glenn said grinning.
"Shut up and fuck me! Mark and Edge will be here in a few minutes!" Chris growled in frustration.
"I still have to warm the gravy and dressing!"
Glenn grinned as he slipped another finger in, slowly fucking him deeper, brushing across his
prostate.
Chris' hips bucked upwards. "Ohhhhhhh, Glenn," Chris moaned. "Please....."
Glenn smiled as he decided to show his lover a little mercy. He gently removed his fingers as he
flipped Chris onto his stomach and then onto his hands and knees.
"Stuff me!" Chris demanded, wiggling his ass in an open invitation, gritting his teeth as the hard
wood of the table bruised his bare knees.
Glenn grinned as he complied with his lovers request, gripping Chris' hips and pulling him back
against him.
Chris held his breath as the huge mushroom tip head slowly pushed into his small opening. Chris
moaned at the feeling of being so completely filled.
"Do you like that baby?" Glenn whispered.
Chris nodded feverishly, not trusting his voice at this particular moment.
Glenn started to slowly pump inside of his lover, but Chris, always the impatient one, started
pushing back, impaling himself on Glenn's huge, thick shaft. "HARDER!" he demanded.
Glenn smiled as he reached around under his smaller lover, his huge hand wrapping around Chris'
neglected cock, as he stroked him in rhythm with his thrusts.
"FUCK!" Chris screamed as he tensed and sprayed the table and his abdomen with his seed.
Glenn grunted as he followed, gripping Chris' hips as he slammed into him hard and fast, filling
him with his seed.
Once their breathing returned to normal, Glenn started to chuckle.
"What's so funny?" Chris asked as he tried to move under his huge lover.
"I kinda like stuffing."
"Glenn," Chris growled, flipping his hair out of his face, his eyes widening as he saw the bowl of
gravy beside of them.
Chris raised up and looked inside of the bowl. Just as he feared some of his come had sprayed into
the gravy.
Chris pouted. Dinner was ruined without the gravy.
Glenn saw the reason for his lover's distress. He grinned as he picked up the bowl and walked
over to the counter, picking up a spoon and stirring the small white specks into the mixture until
they disappeared. "See, they'll never know," he said proudly as he popped the dish into the
microwave.
"Glenn!" Chris protested, but the ringing of the doorbell silenced him. He immediately scrambled
off the table, grabbing a kitchen towel as he cleaned himself up, before pulling his clothes on.
Glenn watched amused as he zipped his jeans back up.
~ONE HOUR LATER~
Mark pushed away from the table, patting his stomach.
"Chris, that was delicious," he growled contentedly.
"I helped with the stuffing," Kane said with a grin.
"I bet you did," Mark said grinning at his younger brother.
Chris blushed as he looked over at his huge lover.
Glenn leaned over and kissed Chris. "That was delicious baby, but it can't compare with the taste
of you," he whispered.
Chris blushed even more.
"Yeah Chris, it was delicious. Especially the gravy," Adam said as he scooped up the last little bit
from his plate.
Chris went pale, but Glenn chuckled.
"Yeah, you have to give Adam the recipe. He's cooking Thanksgiving dinner next year," Mark
pipes in.
"I am?" Adam asked confused.
Mark nods as Glenn and him disappear to catch the ending of the football game.
"Adam cook?" Glenn asks with a confused look. "The boy burns water."
"You had fun stuffing Chris, now I want to have some fun stuffing Adam," Mark says with a grin
on his face. "By the way what was wrong with the gravy?"
Glenn merely laughed. "Chris added a special seasoning."
Mark frowned in confusion.
Meanwhile in the kitchen, Adam grinned as he wrapped his arm around Chris' shoulder. "So did
you like getting stuffed?"
"What?" Chris asks in disbelief as he turns pale, almost dropping the bowl he was carrying.
"Mark forgot to tell you guys that we arrived just as Glenn was in the process of stuffing you, but
we waited until he was through before ringing the bell," Adam said grinning, patting him on the
back as he disappeared into the living room with Mark and Glenn.
Chris grinned. Revenge was a bitch. Next year, Glenn and he would drop by their house early.
Maybe they could catch Mark in the process of stuffing Adam.
Gobble. Gobble.
~THE END~
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