I guess, Yeah, I'll take requests if you have any. No big deal.
Eh, why not? Either a sniper fucking a spy, or a spy fucking a pyro. Preferably dubious non-con but really, I'm cool with anything.
I remember seeing a GMOD with this conversation: Heavy: I am hero! Kees me. Spy: Oh, fatman, please! Thees is getting akward! Heavy: Oh, nooooo! I humbly request Heavy seducing Spy.
How about some demo/femgineer? I'm cool with it even if there's no sex.
2. Writing in right now 3. Oddly hilarious, will right later 4. Fem? PFFft yeah right. No.
I humbly request sniper being a bottom bitch please.
Sniper and Engineer having best friend sex time. They could be drinking, or just hanging out. Or maybe Sniper lies about there being something wrong with his camper and asks Engie to fix it so he can look at dat pudge.
to ANON2's Request- 1727 words Captcha: 33/3wandxctou in.[p% I'm serious^ He had almost died. Of course, it wouldn't have mattered if he did, but it was such a hassle, and rather painful. But he hadn't died. And neither had the spy who tried to back stab him, slouching with pain as the aussie held him at gun- point. The BLU Spy's shoulder bled from the bullet wound. It was a clean shot right through, the bullet barely missing the bone in his shoulder. It still hurt like hell. "All right... You got me," he huffed, watching the Sniper's movements carefully. "Just get it over with." "You'd like that, wouldn't ya, mate? Too bad I have other plans for ya." Keeping his gun aimed at the Sniper, he moved around and kicked the door shut behind him, then carefully approached the wounded man. "Get on the ground, face down." He ordered. When Spy made no movement, he kicked out with his leg, boot connecting squarely with the Spy's gut. He doubled over, air knocked out of his lungs. Sniper took the opportunity to place his foot on his back, forcing him down further. "Wot are you doing!?" "The day's just about over. So I'm taking a prisoner. Sniper plopped himself on Spy's back, grabbing his hands and forcing them behind him, then tying them a little too tight for comfort. The spy tried to squirm free, but with all of the man's weight on him, he could barely get enough air in his lungs. Once his hands were secure, Sniper began to run his hands up and down the Spy's body, checking for any concealed weapons. Sniper held back a shiver as the man's hands glided over his rump, down his inner thighs. "There we go..." Sniper pulled out a couple switch blades and one knife hidden in the spy's shoes, tossing all the weapons to a corner of the room. He stood up, grabbing his prisoner by his bindings, forcing him up as well. "Oh, you and I are going to have a lot of fun, mate." The crazy glint in the Sniper's eyes was unnerving the prisoner. Just like the sniper, Spy felt death was an annoyance, but what did the man have in mind instead? Torture? He hated pain almost as much as he hated that damn Sniper. "I'm going to kill you." Spy spat. "Oh really now? Before or after I kill you? Becaues if you're going for before..." Sniper bent down and whispered into spy's ear, "I don't think you want to miss out on all the fun we're gonna have..." Their bodied were flush now, and Spy was sure he felt a lump pressing into his back... He was no idiot. Of course he knew what the man had planned now. "No! I won't let you!"He growled, leg suddenly kicking behind him. His foot connected with the RED Sniper's knee, and he was suddenly released. He began to fall, unable to put his hands up to stop it. His face crashed into the hard wood of the floor they were in. Once sniper had curssed enough to will away his pain, he stepped onto Spy's back. "That's not a good plan. You could get hurt doing that..." He placed more pressure into his foot, and the Spy's back popped. He let out a pained yelp. "Okay! I submit! Please, stop!" Sniper pleaded, sure his spine was going to snap if any more force were applied. He was so sure Respawn could repair paralysis. "Attaboy. You know your place then?" Sniper asked, grabbing some more rope and tying it around his legs. "There we go. Can't have you trying that again... Now..." He kicked the spy in his side, forcing him to roll over, then placing a foot on either side of his chest, standing over him. "What to do with my prisoner..." He grinned wickedly, and the glint in his eyes still made Spy shiver. Such an insane look, the look of someone at their breaking point. Sniper bent down, brandishing one of the Spy's old knives. He bunched up the Spy's nice dress shirt, then buried the knife in, ripping the clothes down the man's chest. "My nice suit!" Spy objected, but there was nothing he could do subdued the way he was. Sniper ripped it to shreds, baring the Spy's chest to the cold air. He grinned, watching as his nipples instinctively hardened in response to the change in temperature. He grabbed one of the sensitive nubs between his fingers and pinched gently. Spy bit back a groan he hadn't been expecting. His face contorted in anger. Death seemed welcome right now, that and Respawn. He could see out the window that the sun was setting- his team was probably settling down to a nice dinner prepared by the Pyro- How long would this damn Aussie keep him? The Sniper chuckled, running his hands down the man's chest. He wasted no time slipping the knife under the waistband of his pants, slicing right down one leg. He ripped off the spy's pants, tossing them to the side. "Eh? Goin' Commando? Thanks fer thinkin of me!" Snipper grinned. The spy turned his head, face flushed. He didn't say anything. "What? Not havin fun? We'll have to fix that..." The Sniper wrapped a warm hand around the bound man's member. Spy couldn't help but feel it twitch with life. He growled a warning to the man, but he couldn't follow through. There was nothing he could do, except play along with his sick game and hope for death to come swiftly. As it was, he couldn't deny the blood rushing to his manhood rather quickly, and when he felt warm breath coursing over the head of his member, his breath hitched. He looked up just in time to see the sniper engulfing his cock. He couldn't resist the moan he let out then, his cock growing rock hard. Too soon, the warm mouth let off, and he was left with blue balls. The mouth was replaced with a hand, strong grip and slow deliberate strokes driving him wild. "You want more? Then beg fer it." The sniper almost purred, voice heavily husky. His own arousal was begging for attention, but it was just as good to see the man squirm, fighting the arousal. "Nn... never..." "Then we'll do this the hard way." Sniper rolled the man over again, then gripped his hips and hoisted them into the air. The position exposed the Spy's entrance, and Sniper's finger lazily circled around it. Without warning it entered, and Spy let out a grunt. He attempted to resist, but found that it hurt more to do that than to just relax and take it. "Wow, loosening up already? Seems like you do want more..." A second finger found its way in. His body was hit with a sudden wave of odd pleasure, and his cock jerked underneath him as the fingers roamed over a certain spot inside of him. He gasped, and involuntarily shoved his hips back, trying to get the fingers to hit that spot again. But still, he was not enjoying this. "You'll pay... for this..." Spy threatened, but it fell on deaf ear. Perhaps he would, the sniper reasoned, but why not have fun while he could? A third finger was shoved in, this time accompanied by a wad of spit to help ease the pain of entering, and lube him up. "Hope you're ready, cuz that's all the preparation you're getting. The fingers slipped out, and Spy was left feeling a strange emptiness. The pressure resumed, and he knew even before looking over his shoulders that the spy was pressing his arousal against his hole. Sniper had fished it out, chosing to leave on the rest of his clothes and just unzipping his pants. His cock was oozing pre, and he smeared it against the spy's entrance. With one deliberate thrust, he buried his cock inside the spy. He threw back his head and let out satisfied moans as the spy beneath him protested in agony, the smooth, hot walls squeezing against his sensitive member. As the spy's pants and gasps grew quiet, Sniper began to pull out. It was tight, and the friction was driving him wild. He wouldn't last long if the Spy didn't relax. He rand his hands up and down the smooth back in front of him as he pushed himself in once again. Spy let out a hiss of pleasure as that spot was stroked by the man's member, the pressure against it, threatening to send him over the edge already. It seemed neither of them would last very long. Sniper's hips pulled back, then thrust forward, in a steady rhythm. The pre oozing out of his cock slicked up and made the thrusting easier, and Spy's muscles finally began to relax, although his cock was still rock hard. "Aw shit mate... Ain't gonna take much longer..." The aussie exclaimed, hands gripping tightly onto those slender hips, pulling them back to meet his thrusts. Flesh began to slap together as RED'S Sniper sped up, each time his cock hit that spot inside of the Spy. Without warning, Spy's cock began to twitch and his body convulse with the arrival of his orgasm, and his walls clamped around Sniper's member. "That's it..." Sniper exclaimed, continuing his thrusts. His hand reached around and gripped onto the throbbing member, stroking in time with his thrusts. The spy couldn't hold back anymore, and let out long, whail of pleasure, sure that everyone else in the base could hear him, but not caring now. His seed spilled out onto the floor in large spurts that seemed to keep coming and coming. Finally breaking the Spy was what sent the Sniper over the edge then. He slammed his cock home one last time before the familiar pleasure of orgasm hit him, and his cock began to empty itself inside the prisoner's hole. He slumped over the Spy's back as his orgasm waned, and then, eventually, stopped. His member, loosing its hardness, began to slip out, and he pulled back, wiping his own cum off onto the spy's backside. His hole began to leak then, and Spy was filled with a sick sort of pride. "Are... are you happy, you sicko?" Spy spat, although he couldn't really insult in that position, having been the first to lose control. "Oh, I'm more than happy. In fact, I think you did so well... I'm going to let you live a while longer." ~end
lol please don't say anything about the obvious errors. I know i called spy sniper and sniper spy at least once each, and wot not... I didn't proofread. Don't critique my grammar. I'm not going to correct this anyway.
Hum... what about a nice blowjob? Let's say Spy knows that Scout is very good with that babbling mouth of his, and the young man likes to put this other talents in practice very often. Please. These days, i have being dying for some Scout on his knees. P.S.: sorry about the bad english.
I'm seconding >>7's request so, so hard.
Slutty Scout Quickie for Anon10 "Oh really? Care to make a wager on that?" "You bet, Frenchy!" Scout spoke with a heavy accent, as he did when he let his anger get the best of him. It wasn't HIS fault, though. Damn sexy spy running his mouth. Everyone knew he was the fastes, at everything. Hands down! "So, what are you willing to wager?" "I can make you cum in under five minutes." "Using just your mouth, right?" Scout scoffed. "Of course! I don't NEED anything else!" "So then, you give me a blowjob, and if I don't... 'cum' within FIVE minutes... what do I get?" Scout shrugged. "I dunno, another blowjob?" "I've a much better idea... How about... you let me violate another hole of yours..." "You mean... Well, it's not like I won't lose! YOU'RE ON!" Scout didn't even bother to ask what he would get if he won the wager, and the spy was counting on that. He wasn't counted on the Scout to drop to his knees right then and there, in the middle of the hall, and slip his hands inside his pants. "Uh, Scout... Is this really the place?" "Shut it, I'm workin' here!" The spy's pants slipped down and pooled around his feet without any objection, and his boxers came next. His already hardening member was gripped with excition by the young kid. "You keepin track?" "Uh... yes, right here... on my watch." Scout grinned up, holding the meat in front of his face. "You ain't gonna last even three minutes!" Scout opened his mouth and engulfed the spy's rigid flesh, eliciting a moan from the older. Spy slumped against the wall. There was no doubt the kid had a great mouth, and the way he was already goin at it, he had a feelin he wouldn't last as long as he boasted. But he never had intended to. Like putty in his hands. The scout's mouth opened wide as he forced the hot tool further into his mouth. Spy moaned quietly, taking a drag of his cigarette as the scout easily deep throated him. "Barely even excited here!" Spy boasted, but he was lying of course. Scout knew what he was doing, expertly swirling his tongue around the head of the cock in his mouth, then taking it all in, down to the base, until his nose was tickled by the soft tuft of hair at the base of the meat he was sucking on, then back up, and repeat. Spy's knees shook as he attempted to keep himself up. Scout grinned, he had the guy in the palm of his hands now, he could tell the man was close by the way the member kept throbbing inside of his mouth. He didn't ease up though, instead, putting more effort into suckling on the Spy. He was rewarded with a bit of pre, which he eagerly swallowed around the cock. Spy let out a gasp at the trick, his member eager to explode. By now he was holding back, trying to keep it in, But damned if the scout didn't know what he was doing. "Ah... I can't hold back! Get ready..." He panted, leaning against the wall for even more support. His legs almost gave out as Scout's mouth slid down his length all the way and stayed there, his throat squeezing splendidly around the head of his cock as he began to erupt, spraying his seed straight down the boy's throat. Scout grimaced a bit, resisting the urge to cough, and managed to swallow quite a bit before some dribbled out of the corners of his mouth. Once he was sure the man's orgasm was finished, he pulled off and swallowed the rest, wiping the bit that had escaped on his sleeve. The spy slid down the wall, sufficiently weakened from the intense experience. "What'd I say! No more than three minutes!" "Aye, you were right..." Scout grinned triumphantly, walking off with a hop in his step, leaving the Spy with his pants around his ankles. He checked his watch. It had been 6 minutes and 45 seconds... Ah well, let him have the victory. ~end
lol i mean IAMERROR
Anon2 here. All I have to say is UNF and thank you SO much for filling my request! I really enjoyed it!
@Anon2: I am sworn to carry your burdens... or something like that. PFFT skyrim Captcha: still Child-birth Oh gods^ Drunken Friend sex with extra Bottom Bitch Sniper In Two Parts It was hot. Extremely hot. Sniper downed his... seventh? eight? bottle of beer and tossed it with the rest. It was an off day- nothing to do, nothing to kill.. Boring. And hot. He mumbled, pushing himself up from the chair in his camper, and stepping over his things to get to the air conditioning. He rarely used it, but if he was gonna be this drunk... He clicked it on and hot steam began to pour out. "Well bloody hell... That ain't s'posed tuh happen.." He observed, speaking to himself. He quickly turned the thing off, then kicked it in aggravation. Why'd it have to be so damned hot in here? He stumbled out of the camper, leaving the door wide open. He wandered into the even hotter outside, forgetting that he was only in his boxers. "Where's that damn engineer..." He grumbled, stumbling around, headed towards the bunkhouse the rest of the squad was staying in. He entered, finding the place eerily silent. He took a step, and suddenly lost his balances. One too many beers... He stumbled into the wall, then sank down. "Ah... at least it's cool in here..." He was about to close his eyes when he heard someone speak. "Eh? What are... Sniper? Waddya doin down there?" "Oh... There ya are. I been lookin for ya..." The engineer blinked. "What happened to your clothes, pardner?" Sure, they didn't have anything to do that day, but wandering around in your boxers? Seemed a little strange to him. But it sure was a purdy sight... Sniper waved his hand. "I need yer help, mate. My air conditioning's broken an it's reaaal hot in my camper." He was slurring, making it obvious that he was drunk. "Aw jeeze, ya been drinkin, haven't ya?" "Just... a couple bottles. Ain't nothin... 'M fine." "Then why are ya on the ground?" "Just needed a rest..." "Well come on then... let's go see about that air conditioning." Engy offered his hand and the sniper took it, using it as leverage to stand. He wobbled uncertainly, then gained his balance and began walking away. Engy couldn't help but stare as the boxers sank low on the sniper's hips, admiring the slender frame and tanned skin as he followed behind him. They got outside, and boy was sniper right. "It's hotter than... well I dunno. It's just hot!" He exclaimed. He was even sweating already. "No wonder ya ain't got no clothes on." Sniper grunted, leading the man to his camper. The door still hung open and Sniper gestured for Engy to go first. "The AC's just over there... yeah that steamin' thing righ there..." "Christ! What didja do to it?" "I kicked it." "Why'd ya do that?" "It wasn't workin' right." Sniper said lazily, plopping down into a chair and slouching. He legs spread and Engy had to resist trying to get a peek up the man's boxers, instead turning his attention to the AC. "Well shoot... Thing Probably overheated... just.." He got on his hands and knees, pulled out a screw driver and began working on getting the front panneling off. Sniper stared in interest. He had a great view of the man, and despite his drunken state- or maybe because of it- his mind began to wander to lusty thoughts, his member taking on a life of its own. Shoot, he wasn't no poofter, but that ass... He licked his lips. All too soon, the pannel came off, and Engineer was standing up, and Sniper pouted at loosing his fantasy material. The engineer placed the panel somewhere there wasn't a pile of junk and moved back to the AC unit. It went in a bit, he'd have to get back down... Sniper smiled, staying quiet as he watched the man lay on his back and scootch into the small hole he had revealed. His shirt hitched up just enough to reveal a fair patch of skin, and a lazy trail of hair disappearing underneath the waistbands of the Engy's pants. Sniper was happy once again. This time, he let his mind wander further into dangerous territory, and he let his hand dive into his lose boxers... He moaned audibly as his finger wrapped around his sensitive flesh, and Engineer perked up. "Ya okay? Don't tell me ya gonna puke..." He scooted out from the hole. "It's a little dark... Ya got a-" he stopped dead at what he saw. Sniper smiled at him, his rock hard cock jutting out of his boxers, hand languidly stroking it. Engy blushed, turning away. "Hey! Ya know... uh... That's..." "Aww... Don't be shy. We're both men here, right?" The engineer coughed. "Er... I guess..." "You know how it is sometimes... Just wish you had... a helping hand every once in a while?" Engineer's face turned even redder. The sniper was drunk, that's all. And he couldn't take advantage of him when he was drunk... He placed his hand in his lap to cover his own arousal as he observed the sniper, going at it like he was the only one in the room. "Please... We could both help eachother?" Oh god, now he was begging... He couldn't resist! He stood up, tenting his pants noticeably- The AC unit was forgotten for now. "There we go, mate... Why don't ya take off yer clothes. It's kinda hot in here." He nodded. "I suppose it is..." He quickly stepped out of his clothes, leaving him in tight briefs that did nothing to hide his arousal. Sniper eyed his thick form appreciatively. Strong, manly- and pretty damn hot... Sniper stood and approached the man, his cock swaying with each step, jutting straight out, seeking something to stimulate it. The taller man wrapped his arms around the texan and pulled him clothes, enjoying the feeling of their flesh pressed together despite the head. Their arousals rubbed together, and Engineer let out a soft pant. Sniper grinned mischeviously, then sank to his knees. He gripped the brief's waistband and tugged them down, Engy's erection springing out of its confines. The man watched down with odd fascination. !TBC! <- that stands for EXCLAMATION MARK TO BE CONTINUED EXCLAMATION MARK. JUst, ya know, fyi It's 3 am, i'm going to bed now.
So what if the spy also played violin? And he and the medic expressed their sexual desires for one another through music? And then had wild german-french sex? And I am very interested in where this sniper-engie fic is going...
("Anon"? /okayface.jpg) Hey, Mr. OP, thank you very much! It's more awesome than i though it would be. I was just thinking of a scenario where Spy just puts Scout on his knees and he blows him real good(i'm so limited), but then you came with this wager thing, qhich was pretty nice and kinda funny, hehe. Love it. So, at the end, Spy let Scout win? What about a sequel where he demands his prize later, since, in truth, he was the truly winner? And he discovers something else about Scout sexual talents and preferences, involving... http://tinyurl.com/6r6jwnt (bottom Scout, please. I love him being fucked and stuff) If this is not your stuff, thank you anyway.
Todo: Finish two part one shot with bonus bottom bitch sniper Heavy Seduces Spy Music jam turned crazy medical sex Oneshot chapter 2 with bonus bottom bitch scout
I know I'm easily entertained, but bottom bitch Sniper is right up my alley. Bonus points for Engineer being involved.
If you're still taking request can you do Medic/Soldier? Do what you want with the pairing, but kinky sex would be a huge plus.
If you have time and are interested, may I please request a three-way between Scout, Sniper and Engie? Preferably bloody and violent if you're into that? But if not, that's okay, cuz just the three of them together with anything happening would be awesome too.
I would like to request Heavy and Scout? I realize it's not a popular pairing, but I love size difference. Have fun with it.
OH MY GOD. I CAN'T DO ALL THIS. //shot I lost the nearly complete second part of the bottom bitch sniper... //double_shot
Aw, so is this dead?
NO! I will write when I feel like it. Probably no more requests though...
bottom bitch sniper bottom bitch sniper, BOTTOM BITCH SNIPER! You took my request, thank you! best day, best thread, please finish.
bottom bitch sniper part two... sniper got on his back on the bed and engineer fucked him and they had sex the end. not really. i do want more of this though. OP has a knack fir writing. it just reads amazingly. i'm not actually op in case you were wondering