1 . Name: OP @ 2012-07-29 20:46

Alright, I fuckin suck at coming up with titles for these random PWPs...

Here, have something that no one bothered giving me concrit on and probably is riddled with horrible mistakes.

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"And then I ran away, the dumbass kept shooting at me. I run all the way around, come up behind him, and bash his skull in! Damn Russian never knew what hit him!" The scout boasted, jumping around hyper-actively as the Sniper walked quietly down the hall, sipping a cup of hot tea.

"That's nice, but who saved your arse from that pyro that came up behind you?" Sniper chuckled at the kid's pout.

"I didn't need your help, I coulda taken 'im!"

"Without third degree burns? I think not."

"Without a SCRATCH! I woulda put my life on it!"

"That don't mean shit around here, mate."

"Pfft, whatever. Still hurts to die."

They were about to turn a corner, when Sniper spotted someone in the next room. He stuck out his arm and stopped the Scout from rushing into the room, covering the kid's mouth when he began to object. He pointed a finger into the room, backing them both up.

Scout peeked around the edge of the door. "Wha-" He was shocked into silence for once in his life.

It was a large sort of rec-room, that none of the team members really used. An old record player, carpeted rugs, a couch, and a fridge that didn't work. And right in the middle of the room stood one of the strangest people on the team.

The BLU's Pyro was twirling around to some soft music, like some sort of ballerina. He was humming quietly to himself and mimeing like he was dancing with a partner. "What is that queer doin?" Scout whispered.

"I have no bloody idea."

Suddenly, Pyro stopped dancing, and the two thought they had been caught. But they remained hidden, and watched as the pyro lifted the needle off the record, the music jarring to a halt. He pulled it off, and replaced it with another record, then placed the needle at the beginning.

A slow, sultry song began playing, some sort of foreign music with a sexy beat. And Pyro started dancing again, this time with a little more finesse.

"Oh jeeze!" Scout said quietly, his face flushing red. "Why's he dancin' like a stripper?"

"Have you ever actually seen 'him' without his mask?" Sniper asked, oddly captivated by the sway of... it's hips.

"Er... well no."

"Then how do you know he's a he?"

Scout was silent, trying to picture a girl inside that fire suit, moving her body in an admittedly sexy way.

"Huh..." Was all the kid had to say about that.

After several minutes of the stripper-like dance moves, Scout finally shook his head. "No. No way is that a girl, and this is just GAY. Have fun bein' gay... WITHOUT me...ya stupid bear." Scout turned and power-walked off in the other direction, but Sniper stayed behind. If Pyro WAS a girl...

Well suffice it to say, he would do things with her. Unthinkable things... Only one way to find out, right?

He cleared his throat, and stepped into the room.

"AAH!" The Pyro let out a muffled scream, falling to the floor in an attempt to stop dancing and spin around to face the intruder at the same time.

"Didn't mean to scare ya. I heard music, thought I'd see who it was."

"Mmmph mma mmmph..."

"Ya know, NO ONE can understand what you say with that gas mask on. Why do you wear it all the time, even when we're not in battle. The Pyro shrugged, but made no move to take it off.

"Anyway... Feel free to keep going. Don't let me intrude. I find it... a little exciting to say the least.

"Ohohonnn... Mmma..." The pyro's body shook slightly with the chuckle, and Sniper tried hard to see any sort of defining features, but could make none out. The Pyro walked up to him and gripped him by the collar of his shirt.

Sniper got scared then- he had no clue what went on inside that head, or what the person would do after his obvious flirtation. He was thrown on the nearby couch, landing with an oof. A bit of dust rose- apparently no one ever sat on this couch. The Pyro began dancing in time to the music in front of him, and Sniper's grin grew a mile wide.

"That's what I'm talkin' about..." He spread his legs and threw his arms on the back of the couch, enjoying the way the Pyro moved. But it wasn't quite enough...

"Why dontcha go ahead and... at least take off the suit..." Sniper suggested.

"Hummm maa phh... hoommmpha muu..." The pyro spun its hips, twirling its body around, then bending over. The suit clung to its backside, rounding out a smooth, round ass that Sniper had to resist reaching out to grab. He heard the sound of a zipper, and the suit began to slide away...

By now, the Sniper had a huge tent in his pants. As more and more of the body was revealed, he watched in awe. Contrary to his imagination, the body he was now staring at wasn't chubby at all. And Sniper was even more confused than ever. The Pyro's body was curvy, like that of a woman's, but defined like a man's.

Pyro stepped out of the suit, leaving only the gas mask. Sniper could still only see it's backside, but that was enough for him right now. Hips began to sway and swing in time to the music once more, and Sniper almost drooled at the amazing sight.

"Muu Phrummmu?" Pyro looked over his/her shoulder, keeping their back to the sniper. But then, slowly, torso began to turn, then hips, and suddenly-

"OH JEEZE!" The Pyro and the Sniper both jumped at the sudden voice, turning their heads to see a very embarrassed Scout. "I told ya it was a man!"

"Hu-daaaa"

"Well, it's not like anyone can really tell!" Scout objected, trying to hide his obvious erection. The Pyro's head rolled slightly in a way that seemed like he would be rolling his eyes behind the gas mask.

"Why not enjoy the show regardless?" Sniper suggested, palming his crotch. "Didn't seem to bother you before."

"I'm not queer! I like GIRLS!"

"Then pretend she's a girl."

"That's impossible! I mean, it's all... HANGING OUT THERE!"

"Shut up, stay and watch or bugger off. I'm tryin' to enjoy myself here..."

After a moment of awkward silence, the only sound that of a new song coming on- this one with a much faster pace- Scout let out a sigh. His face beet red, he quickly made his way to sit down on the couch beside Sniper. "I'm only doing this because- I mean... I won't enjoy this! I just..."

"Shut the hell up mate fer once in yer life..."

Pyro began dancing again, but took things a little further, this time placing himself between the Sniper's legs, spreading them wide and running a hand up along the inside of his thigh.

Scout stared on, fascinated. He couldn't resist touching himself as he watched on, even though he was flatout denying that he was enjoying this.

Pyro's hand roamed up, up, and then he placed it on the Sniper's bulge, gripping and squeezing gently. Sniper threw his head back with a satisfied moan. "Oh gods... ya don't know how long its been..."

Not one to ignore his audience, his other hand was placed gently on scout's leg. Scout nearly jumped out of his skin as it began stroking up and down, dangerously close to his crotch. He closed his eyes, blocking out who was really doing this to him. He heard the sound of a zipper, and opened one eye in curiosity.

Pyro had Sniper's cock out of his pants, and was rubbing it slowly, teasingly. The look on Sniper's face was one of pure bliss, and Scout was almost a little jealous. His silent plead was answered as Pyro suddenly turned all of his attention to the scout, working his zipper down.

"holycrapholycrapholycrap..." Scout muttered when the hand wrapped around his throbbing rod. Pyro chuckled happily. He always did enjoy having this sort of power over people. He squeezed both members at the same time, and both men let out the same kind of moan. He had them right where he wanted them...

Scout was attempting to block out everything aside from the sensation in his cock, but was forced to open his eyes when the hand left him. Sniper now lay on his back on the couch, legs propped upon the pyro's shoulders. "Jeeze, you fuckin' queer..." He said even as his hand wrapped around his member, watching on perversely.

Pyro groaned as he slid the tip of his cock against the Sniper's hole. "Fuck, mate... put it in me already." Scout shifted, feeling a little left out, and coughed to get Sniper's attention, practically shoving his crotch into the Australian's face. "Wha- Who's a fuckin' queer now?" Sniper jeered before opening his mouth and flicking his tongue along the tip. Scout's knees quivered, and he let out a quiet moan, which grew into a louder one as the Sniper expertly swallowed his entire shaft, easily taking the tool down his throat.

At the same time, Sniper's other hole was filled quite suddenly as the masked pyro thrust his hips forward, his thighs pressing into the man's tanned flesh. Sniper's cock throbbed and a jet of pre squirted out from the sudden pleasure. He moaned like a little bitch around the Scout's cock.

"Can't believe i'm frickin doin' this..." Scout gasped out as Sniper expertly worked his tongue around the sensitive flesh. Pyro's hips pulled back slowly, then thrust in hard, rocking sniper forward with the force. His head snapped back, releasing the cock in his mouth to let out a yelp.

"Jesus, not so hard!" Pyro just chuckled, gripping the Australian's cock tightly in his hand as he started pistoning in and out. "Gah- FUCK!"

"Shut up ya queer!" Scout belittled the man, grabbing his head and forcing it back towards his cock. Sniper hesitated, but when Pyro's cock thrust painfully into his prostate, he couldn't help but open his mouth in a silent yell, and Scout took the opportunity to shove himself back in, all the way down his throat.

Pyro's breath came heavy through the mask as he worked the Sniper's ass. He mumbled something that neither of them understood, then reached up and gripped scout's arm painfully, pulling him away from Sniper's mouth. "Ah- Hey what the..." Pyro gripped the back of his head, fingers gripping onto the short hairs. He was leading him towards Sniper's pulsing man meat.

"NO! NONONONONO!"

Sniper laughed at the Scout's resistance. "You've come this far, just do it coward."

Scout stared horrified. He wouldn't be labeled a coward, and he didn't wanna be a queer. It wasn't gay if he didn't like it, right? He grimaced, then opened his mouth. Pyro shoved his head down, burying his face in Sniper's crotch. Scout gagged at the sudden intrusion in his throat, and Sniper let out a blissful moan, his hole tightening around Pyro's cock.

Pyro tossed his head back, his hips slowing as he was on the precipice of spilling over.

Sniper looked down at Scout as he continued sucking on his tool. "Look at ya, fuckin' queer..."

Scout decided that he didn't enjoy having dick in his mouth as much as he liked having Sniper's mouth on his. He spit the dick out, instead replacing it with his hand. Which was still a little awkward, but better than sucking on it. Sniper took the hint, opening his mouth to swallow just the head, swirling his tongue around it. Scout's hips bucked unintentionally from the direct, almost unbearable stimulation. His grip tightened around Sniper's cock.

Sniper felt his stomach knotting with the familiar feeling, and couldn't control the moans that began to spill out around the cock in his mouth. Scout, despite his resistance at first, couldn't deny that the warm hot mouth felt amazing. It was scout who came first, pushing his cock forcefully into Sniper's throat. Scout's grip grew unbearable around his cock. The feeling of the dicks inside him, filling his mouth with cum, was too much for him. When Scout finally began to come down, relenting his vice grip on his cock, it began erupting, shooting thick strands across his face and chest.

"Jeesus, man!" Scout exclaimed as it barely missed his own face. Sniper was too much a mess from the pleasure to respond, mumbling and moaning like he had gotten brain damage. Pyro was grinning behind his mask. He pulled his dick out and finished the job, tossing his head back as he began to shoot his load onto Sniper's body. His knees shook with the strain of it all, but he won out as he squirted a few stragglers before finishing up.

"Ehheheh..." Sniper chuckled, rubbing the sperm on his stomach.

"God damn queers... Can't believe you made me do this..."

Pyro turns to the readers and gives them a big thumbs up. Sniper and scout look very confused.

END

I overuse dashes way too much- especially in situations where a coma would work perfectly. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?