Initiation Fic for Mig
*** This fic was an initiation pwp that Cptn HM Mig was required to write to join the elite ranks of the CaptainsThree + One. After careful reveiw, and many laughs, Cptn HM Mig was welcomed with open arms into the group. Seeing as there are now 5 members of the group, we shall be known as the CaptainsFullHouse from now on. Congratulations Mig!!!! ***
A
PWP- a short <or long> PWP, no word limit that needs to
include the following 5 items. You may use whatever pairing you desire, as
long as Murdock is one of the pair.
a. A cucumber
b. A can opener
c. A silk flower
d. A set of roller skates
e. A floppy disk
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One Fine Day
By Mig Crowe
Rated NC-17
Characters are owned by Cannel and Universal, but if I ever
become a millionaire, I'll see about buying Murdock.
HM Murdock moved along the sidewalk enjoying the day. It was a
beautiful day, not a cloud in the sky, and all the street merchants were
out in full force. He browsed the tables picking up various items and putting
them in the grocery sack he carried. He was anticipating a great evening and
loved that he could make more of a contribution than just another body on the
sofa watching videos. He hoped Face would appreciate the offerings he was
bringing.
Face was always doing so much for him, breaking him out of the
VA, taking him places, doing things with him no one else would. So he really
wanted to add to the dinner Face was fixing them before they settled down for
an evening of movies and computer games on Face's new computer.
When he got to the address of the latest scammed abode the conman
resided at, he carefully moved up the stairs to the lobby. Crossing the
entry area, he headed towards the elevator, turned around, and moving backwards
waved to the man at the front desk. The security guard waved back, grinning,
and buzzed the doors open.
Face's door was unlocked and the pilot slipped in, hoping to
surprise his buddy. But Face apparently heard him, because Murdock hadn't even
made it across the foyer when Face called out "You better not be
wearing those roller
skates on that pile carpeting, Pal!"
Murdock cringed at being caught out, set the bag down, and
removed the set of leather skates Face had given him for his birthday. Then he
padded into the kitchen with his offering, noting the formal setting on the
dining room table as he went by.
"Wow, Face, how come so fancy?"
"No reason," Templeton "Face" Peck said, as
he worked on the main course,"just haven't done that for awhile and I thought it
might be nice for a change. You don't mind, do you? Cuz I can pull out the paper
plates if you'd rather."
Murdock looked over Face's shoulder at the succulent fish dish he
was making and shook his head. "Nope, Faceman, this is great.
Really!"
Murdock set the bag on the counter and started removing the
contents. There were fresh strawberries, a loaf of just baked bread, fresh dill,
vinegar, cucumbers, two lemons,and home cooked shortcake.
Face looked over and grinned. "Looks like you found some
good buys at the
market! But why 6 cucumbers?"
Murdock shrugged, "I'm gonna make a cucumber salad and these
looked too good to pass up. Sides, I thought I'd leave a few here, since I know
you like to slice um and put um on you're eyes when your resting." {Ha
ha ha, not what you thought, huh guys??? Hehehe}
They both worked at getting dinner fixed, then sat down to a
gourmet meal, complete with candle light. Murdock made a point of being on his
best behavior, he could sense that something was up, but Face would have to get
to it in his own way and time.
"This was delicious, Face. You are so awesome a cook."
"Thanks, Murdock. I enjoy it. And that cucumber salad was
the best I've ever had."
"Aw Face, it wasn't that hard. It was one of the few recipes
I managed to get of my mom's before dad threw out a bunch of her stuff. I
hoped you would like it."
Face sat back and smiled. "So what's for dessert?"
"My mom's special recipe for strawberry shortcake!"
Murdock hopped up, signaling Face to stay where he was. "I'll get it. Just sit
tight!" The pilot hurried into the kitchen to fix his masterpiece, calling back as
he began to work "So what movies did you rent for tonight, Facey?"
"Uh, I wanted to talk to you about that. I didn't get any
tapes for tonight, I thought we'd do something else." Face called
back.
"Really? Like what?" There was sounds from the kitchen,
water running, things being rustled around, things being taken out of the
fridge.
"Uh, well, I wanted to talk tonight, I have some things I
need to say, and, well, tonight just seemed like a good time."
"What did you say?" Murdock hollered over the sound of
the can opener.
"Nothing! I'll wait till you're back in here, ok?"
"What??" still the sound of the can
opener.
"I'LL TELL YOU WHEN YOU COME BACK IN HERE!!!" Face
yelled.
"Geez," Murdock said, returning from the kitchen with
dessert, "you didn't need to shout. I heard ya just fine."
Face let out an exasperated sigh. "You can be so frustrating
sometimes, you know that?" He studied the concoction before him and smiled.
"Yep. One of many endearing traits. Dig in, it don't taste
good if the topping melts before you eat it!"
Face did as he was told, and found dessert to be as good as it
looked. He chewed thoroughly, savoring each bite.
Murdock spoke between bites "So what did you have planned
for tonight, since you didn't get any movies? Computer games? Cuz I've got a floppy
disk with a coupla games one of the Docs saved for me." Murdock suddenly
jumped up and went to his jacket. Pulling out the computer disk, he returned to the
table.
"Ya know something, Face? They call these things floppy
disks. They don't flop much, ya know? And they don't bend real good either."
the pilot said as he sat down and placed a folded over floppy disk between them.
Face started laughing. "You aren't supposed to fold them,
Murdock. If you do, it won't go in the computer."
Murdock just stared down at the disk. "Damn," he
finally said, "now what are we going to do?"
Face
let out a long sigh, folded his napkin and laid it on the table. "We're going to talk. There's some things I really need to
say to you and I can't deal with any distractions, ok?"
The pilot studied his friend for a minute, "Sounds serious,
Face." He hesitated for a moment, "Um, have I done anything wrong? Cuz
if I did, I'm really sorry Face. What ever it was, just tell me and I promise
I'll try not to do it again."
"No," Face smiled. "You haven't done anything
wrong. Lets go sit over on the sofa where it's a bit more comfortable."
He got up and herded his friend over to the sofa where Murdock
plopped down and twisted so that he could look Face in the eye. "You're
sure I haven't screwed up somewhere and pissed you off? You're not gonna tell me
that you don't want me coming over any more, cuz I'm not sure I could
handle that very well."
Face settled down on the sofa facing Murdock. "No, HM, it's
nothing like that at all."
Murdock visibly relaxed. "Whew! I was kinda worried there. I
mean, you're my best bud and all. You're absolutely sure?"
Face laughed. "God yes, Murdock. I'm sure! Will you just
relax??"
"OK, Facey, I'm as limp as a one day old banana peal and as
relaxed as ever!" Murdock slumped down on the sofa to show Face he
meant it.
"Good." The conman took a deep breath.
"This gonna be hard for you to talk about? Cuz if it is we
can always find something on TV. Maybe tomorrow would be a better day for
this..."
"Will you please just relax and shut up!?" Face leaned
forward, glaring.
"OK, I'm shutting up right now Faceyman." The pilot
made a motion he was zipping his lips shut and straightened up on the sofa.
The two friends stared at each other for a minute.
Face let out another deep sigh. "This is tough, but I gotta
ask you some questions and you have to be truthful, even if it doesn't seem
like the answer I want. Got it?" The pilot nodded, his soft, dark eyes never
leaving Face's. Realizing that this must be very important to Face, he slipped
into serious mode.
"Murdock, what kind of sexual relationships go on in your
ward?"
"Well, there aren't any women patients, so I guess there
aren't any..." Murdock quieted, his gaze going distant as he thought about the
nocturnal goings on at the VA. "Uh, actually, I think there may be stuff
going on. Patients with patients, orderlies, maybe some of the nurses. I don't know.
They lock my door at night so I don't really get out into that whole
scene."
"Did you ever want to?" Face asked. "I mean, just
join in, be a part of things? Or do you just not think about it?"
"I try not to think about it, Face. If I think about it, I
get frustrated. Then I have to do something about that, and believe me, it's not
a happy situation. As far as I know, Bob Eubanks ain't hosting the Dating
Game at the VA. And all my male buddies are womanizers except for BA. That
leaves Fingers and Sockie, and they ain't the best company on a cold night, ya
know?"
"If I knew a way to help you relieve all that pent up
frustration, would you let me try it? Would you trust me on something so personal?"
"Face, I trust you with my life. But are you asking me if
I'll trust you with my, uh, my <cough> um..."
"Penis, Murdock. It's called a penis."
"Thank you, Face. I KNOW what it's called. Are you asking me
if I'd consider having a sexual liaison with you?"
"Yes."
"Why didn't you just come out and say so, Little Brother?
Geez."
"Well??" Face waited.
"Well what, Faceman?"
"Would you ever consider having a sexual, uh, am...
Shit..."
"A sexual shit? How the hell do you do that???" Murdock
grinned at the very frustrated conman.
"You KNOW what I mean!"
"Yeah, I do. And the answer is no," Murdock got that
serious look and Face remained quiet. "I don't want a liaison, and I don't want a
one night stand, and I don't want just sex. I'm sorry Face, but I just don't think
I could handle it in a casual way. And that's the way you normally are
about it."
Face leaned forward, not at all daunted by Murdock's answer.
"I know that, and I'm talking about more than just casual here. I love you, HM.
I have for so long it hurts. And I just cannot keep it to myself any
more."
The pilot studied his friend for several minutes before he spoke,
"I love you, too. Very much. I have since the first day I met you. But
you need to know something, because I'm not sure I really can do this, and I
really want to Face. I really do."
Face took Murdock's hands and looked him in the eye. "Tell
me then, and we'll deal with it together."
"You need to know that Dr. Richter has been helping me with
this or I don't think I'd even be able to talk about it. I've kinda been working
towards a day when I hoped you'd say what you did, but you're gonna have to be
patient with me."
Face just grinned. He couldn't think of a time when he didn't
want to be patient with this gentle soul, and from the look in Murdock's
eyes, the pilot knew that.
"Back in Nam, I let myself be raped to catch some guys who
were destroying a lot of really innocent guys. There were six of them, and they
hurt me pretty bad, but we got them put away for a long time. It's just, the
idea of sex with another man keeps bringing back memories from that day, and I
have trouble getting past it."
Face leaned forward and put his arms around Murdock, hugging him
close. "I'll be very careful, I promise. We won't go anywhere you
don't want to go until you're ready either, OK?"
"OK, " Murdock leaned forward and kissed Face gently,
as if sealing a promise. For Face it was like a shock of electricity suddenly
going through him. It took his breath away, and he felt his heart racing.
Murdock was willing to try and Face's longtime dream was about to become a
reality.
He pulled Murdock off the couch and led him into the bedroom,
stopping at the foot of his bed. He turned, slipping an arm around the
pilot's slim waist and pulling him close. He put his other hand behind Murdock's
head and pulled him into a deep kiss, lips parted, tongues searching each other's
mouths.
Murdock had no problem with this. Face was so beautiful, so
sensuous, and he had wanted to capture those lips for years. But he had always
held back, never speaking of his feelings, afraid he would never be able to
reciprocate the physical love that he know Face would want. And he still wasn't
sure he could, but Face meant so much to him, had done so much for him, that he
knew he had to try.
The kiss deepened as Face's passion increased. It was as if all
the waiting and wanting were now being realized and all the pent up want and
lust and yearnings were driving every ounce of blood to his very center.
It was almost agonizing, the sudden pressure in his pants, as his erection
blossomed larger than it had ever been in his life. He pressed against the lanky
pilot, the throbbing in his loins taking control.
Without realizing what he was doing and without breaking the
kiss, Face reached for the neck of Murdock's tee shirt and ripped it down
the front, pushing it off and bringing his arms tightly around his lover. He
pulled Murdock's hips against his, the pressure now becoming painful.
It took a moment to realize that Murdock had broken the kiss and
pushed Face back.
The
pilot held Face's shoulders, his arms straight as if trying to
get Face as far from him as possible, his eyes wide in what Face was sure
was pure terror.
"Face? Facey, come back! Snap out of it!"
"OH MY GOD!" Face wailed, about two octaves higher than
normal, "What have I done? What have I done??"
He pulled back, fully expecting Murdock to move in the opposite
direction, so he was very surprised when the pilot pulled the conman into
his arms.
"It's OK, Facey, it's OK. You're back, it's OK." The
pilot was rubbing Face's back, trying to soothe him.
"B-b-but I lost control! I could have really hurt you!"
"You didn't lose control. As soon as I said 'No' you
stopped! Deep down inside I know you couldn't hurt me. Not really."
"Murdock, I lost control! I'm ready to explode!" Face
was feeling the urge building, he was still to close to exploding and he was afraid
for his friend. "I think you better leave before I really do hurt you."
"Oh Facey, Facey, Facey, I'm not going anywhere." the pilot
moved his hands to each side of the conman's face, forcing his friend to look him
in the eye. "Do you realize that no one has ever been this passionate
about me? Never! And here you are, a blond Adonis, feeling that way about ME! Me of
all people. A bean pole who needs a shrink." Murdock laughed, not a funny
laugh, but one that actually had a tough of sadness to it.
Face slipped his arms around his friend. "You really
shouldn't look at it like that. You've got more going for you than you realize. And I
really do love you."
Murdock smiled, his hands moving down and unfastening the buttons
on Face's shirt. "You're crazy, Face. Crazy as I am, I think." He
kissed Face gently, lovingly, as he pushed of Face's shirt and his hands moved down
to Face's belt and pants, unfastening both.
"We need to get you out of these tight pants, Faceguy.
You've run out of room in there!." He let Face's pants drop, and then, as he
slowly knelt, pulled the underwear down too.
He stared at the huge erection before him, watching the pulsing
of veins as the skin continued to stretch beyond it's normal point. Finally
he looked up at Face "This is for me? Because of me?"
Face couldn't speak, he could only nod, amazed at love he saw in
Murdock's eyes. And then he gasped as Murdock gently took the head into his
mouth. "Oh god, oh god!" He slipped his fingers into Murdock's hair,
pulling his head up. "You don't have to do this if you don't want to. I'll - I'll
understand."
"I want to Face. Now let me do this before you
explode." Murdock put his lips around the head, sucking lightly. He let his tongue flick
the dripping slit. Face's legs went weak as waves of intense pleasure flooded
his very being. Somehow, he ended up on the edge of the bed, Murdock still
on his knees, still teasing the conman's engorged erection.
Murdock
had actually been afraid he might back out if Face continued to
tell him it was OK. He had never in his life done this kind of thing,
but this was Face, and he really wanted to love him in every way possible.
Thank God Richter had been open about male/male relationships and had helped him
overcome many of his fears, not to mention giving the pilot several underground
books that explained a number of things Murdock had been a bit naive about.
Now it all was making sense, and the pilot was glad he'd
anticipated this happening. He just had to remember that this was for Face, and
all that Face meant to him.
He sucked Face's pounding penis further into his mouth, using his
tongue to continue teasing the tip and flicking the pre-cum from the slit.
He sucked gently at first, then harder, deeper, pulling a bit more in, then
a bit more, until his mouth was full of Face's colossal cock. But there was
still so much more and he wasn't sure if he could handle the whopping wong the
con man was sporting.
Remembering what he had read, he opened his throat and actually
managed to get most of Face's Love Lance in. Unable to take it in any
further he began to suck even harder, running his tongue around it, tightening and
loosening his lips to increase the sensation.
Face was in ecstasy. He had never imagined how glorious this
could feel, nor how exciting it was knowing that it was Murdock doing this to
him. His hands gripped the pilot's hair, holding his head firmly. He
forced himself not to thrust, sensing that Murdock was new to this, not wanting to
frighten him or hurt him in any way. But oh, the agony of not thrusting; it was
rapidly becoming too much, even for the experienced lover.
Face threw his head back, growling in joy, unable to refrain from
thrusting as Murdock gently took the con man's balls in his hand and rolled
them. Face's grip on Murdock's head became like iron as he held it steady and
thrust deeply. The explosion of pleasure was almost painful as he shot every
ounce of cum his testicles could hold into the pilot's moist, warm cavity. He
thrust until every last drop had been blown out, and then thrust again.
With a groan of pleasure, his body trembling from the most
intense sexual experience he had ever known, Face fell back on the bed and lay
there panting. It took him a minute to come back down to earth, and that was
only due to the fact that Murdock was still on his knees on the floor, coughing
deeply and struggling for air.
"Oh boy," the con man groaned, suddenly realizing what
had happened. He reached down between his legs, pulling the slim form into his
lap, one arm around Murdock's chest to support him, the other slapping the
slender back between the shoulder blades. "Cough hard, HM. You got it in
your lungs, didn't you?"
Murdock could only nod, as he continued to cough deeply. He
pointed to the bathroom, but was coughing too hard to stand.
"Oh man, I shoulda been more careful. Come on, " he
helped the pilot to his feet and half carried him to the bathroom.
Murdock braced himself on the sink, but Face continued to support
him while giving back blows and cursing himself for being so rash and
careless. With a sudden deep sounding hack, the pilot forced out a wad of cum from
his lungs and then gasped for air.
"Murdock, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you like that.
I'm so sorry."
"'s OK, Facey. I'm OK now." Murdock's voice was still
hoarse, but he was catching his breath now.
Face handed him a glass of water to sooth his throat, never
removing his arm from around his lover's chest. When Murdock finished drinking,
Face eased him back to the bed and sat next to him.
"I'm really sorry I lost control like that." Face
started.
Murdock shook his head, "Don't be, Faceman. Part of it was
my fault, I forgot to hold my breath when I felt you start cumming. I guess
I'm just too new at this. Can you be patient with me while I get it all
straight?"
Face grinned, "Don't get too straight on me, I kinda love
you just the way you are."
"Bumbling?" Murdock snorted.
"Willing to try because of your love for me. Now lay
back," he pushed Murdock back on the bed, "and relax. It's my turn to work a
little magic."
Murdock lay back and worked his way to the head of the bed. Face
grinned, studying the lean form for a moment, reveling in the fact that it
was finally his to love. He gently unfastened the belt, then the pants, and
slowly pulled both the khakis and boxers off. Then he sat back and just enjoyed
the view for several minutes.
Murdock started to squirm after several minutes of this, feeling
self conscious. "The view isn't that good, Facey."
"Yeah, it is. More than you know, love. Way more than you
know." Face gently ran his hand up one of Murdock's legs and down the other,
expecting that to begin arousing the pilot. When that didn't, Face crawled up
next to Murdock so they could talk.
"You're not really ready for this, are you," Face spoke
softly, realizing this had already been quite a night for them both. He gently
kissed Murdock's cheek as he slipped his arm around his love.
"I'm sorry Face. I'm really sorry. I just don't think I can
do this yet. I want to, but, well, tonight hasn't gone the way I wanted it to.
Guess my granny was right. It's a necessary evil if you really love
someone."
"Murdock, back then it was considered that. But it's not.
Not really. We'll take our time, take it slow and easy, and you'll see. It'll
get lots better, I promise." He hugged the pilot fiercely. "We
can spend the rest of the night just cuddling if you want."
"I'd like that, Face. Maybe tomorrow we can try more,
OK?" Murdock snuggled against the con man, closing his eyes and relaxing.
"Sure, tomorrow will be a fine day, just you wait." He
snuggled against Murdock, and let sleep come.
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The sun was shining through the bedroom window when Murdock awoke
to the smell of breakfast being cooked. He languished between the satin
sheets and rolled over to find a red silk rose with a note attached to it on
Face's pillow. He saw the note was addressed to him and read:
>>Good Morning Love!
Today is such a fine day that I'm treating you to breakfast in
bed, so just stay put and enjoy! I love you so much that it doesn't matter what
else we do today, just as long as we're together. I only hope you feel the same way
now that everything is out in the open.
All My Love
Temp <<
Murdock settled back in the sheets smiling. Breakfast in bed was
a new concept, one he welcomed. And apparently there were other things he
welcomed now that he'd had some rest. He looked at the tent that was forming under
the cover and hoped Face would hurry up. It was going to be one find day
indeed!
The End