Porn: Chapter 3

Clint was rock hard, though he was pretty fucking positive that had less to do with the movie on the screen and more to do with Tony. 

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Clint unlocked the front door to his apartment, holding it open for Tony.  “Here.”

“Thanks.”  Tony moved past him into the apartment, and Clint reached inside, flicking on the lightswitch.  Tony looked around the room.  He didn’t go over Clint’s place very often.  They spent most of their time at Tony’s house.  And it was strange, but Clint realized he felt more at home there than he did at his own apartment.  Tony’s home was quickly becoming his own.  The thought made his stomach toss, but it was a pleasant feeling.

Tony turned to Clint, smiling.  “….well…….here we are.”

Clint nodded, shutting the door behind him and leaning back against it.  “Here we are.”

The smile grew.  “…..you gonna pull out the porn?  Or should I search for it?  Is it out in plain sight, or you got a secret stash somewhere?”

Clint had to laugh.  “Nah.  Never needed to.  No one really comes by.”

“Oh?”  Tony grinned.  “So I shouldn’t have any trouble finding it, then.”  He began to walk around the apartment, searching, and stopped in front of the TV.  “……really, Clint?  Right in front of the TV?  You couldn’t be any more creative than that?”

Clint laughed.  “Shut up.  Told you.  Never needed to put them anywhere else.”

Tony surveyed the tapes.  “…..got quite an array, here.”  There were probably around twenty tapes there.  He grinned at Clint.  “….pervert.”

“Hey!  Those aren’t all porn!”

“Oh, sure.” But it was clear Tony was giving him a hard time.

“Asshole.”

Grinning, Tony sank to a crouch in front of the TV so he could better see the tapes.  He paused, glancing at Clint.  “……please tell me they at least have cheesy names.”

“Come on.  Have you ever seen a porno that DIDN’T have a cheesy name?”

“…..good point.”  Tony pulled out a video tape.  “….. ‘The Three Stooges’,” he read aloud.

“See?  Told you it’s not all porn.”

Tony looked up at Clint, smiling.  “You like the Stooges?”

“The Stooges are freaking AWESOME.”

“Heh.  Yea they are.”  Tony looked at the case, smiling.  “My dad liked the Stooges.”  He had that look on his face, that smile he only wore when he was thinking of his dad.  Tony didn’t seem to have many good memories of his dad, but the ones he did have seemed to be very good….some of his favorite memories.

“….good taste.”

Tony looked up at Clint, then back at the movie.  “…yea…..in some things.”  He tucked the movie back where he’d found it, and pulled another out.  “……oh, yea!”  He was looking at the case as if Christmas had come early.  “Silly Boys, Chix Are For Girls’?”  He looked up at Clint.

Clint could feel his face flush.  Tony was grinning at him.  “Shut the fuck up.”

“No.  This is AWESOME.”

“Shut up!  I got it on sale!”

“I don’t care HOW you got it, it’s AWESOME!”

Clint just shook his head.  “You are such a fucking pain in the ass, do you know that?”

“Oh yea.”  Tony slid the film out of its case, turning on the TV.  He glanced over his shoulder as he popped the tape in, giving Clint a smile.  “……might wanna get comfortable.”

Clint could feel a heat roll through him that had nothing to do with embarrassment.  “…ah…..yeah.”  He moved to the couch, flopping back onto it.  Tony rose from his spot by the TV and moved to the one chair in the room, plopping down mere feet away from Clint and settling in to enjoy the show.

The movie flickered to life.  It certainly didn’t waste any time developing plot.  The two women on screen immediately went straight at it.

Clint was rock hard, though he was pretty fucking positive that had less to do with the movie on the screen and more to do with Tony.  He’d been having problems ever since Tony had made that comment back at the restaurant.  His pants were ridiculously tight.  But he supposed it didn’t matter anymore…..he had promised Tony a show, after all.

Clint was painfully aware of Tony’s eyes on him as he unzipped his slacks, tugging them down just enough to free his aching shaft.  There was something incredibly embarrassing about it…….but also something extremely arousing.  He didn’t look at Tony, just kept his eyes on the screen, and began stroking his cock.

The second Clint began, he heard a sharp intake of breath.  Tony hadn’t been exaggerating earlier…..he was obviously into this.  The knowledge sent a flood of heat through Clint, rolling through his belly, climbing his throat and into his cheeks.  He didn’t look at Tony, but his embarrassment diminished, knowing how much Tony was getting off on this.  Clint began to put more into it.  Continuing to stroke himself, he let his free hand trail over his thigh and upward, slipping beneath his shirt, teasing over his chest.  He imagined that his hand was Tony’s hand, and when his thumb brushed his nipple he let out a choked gasp.

Before Clint could register what was happening, Tony was on the floor, kneeling between Clint’s knees.  “Fuck.”

“…..Tony…”

Fuck, Clint.”  Feverish hands worked to tug Clint’s pants down farther, and then, without preamble, Tony leaned forward and oh God, that hot mouth was taking Clint in deep.

God, Tony’s mouth felt so good.  Clint’s hips were moving of their own accord, rocking to meet Tony, gently thrusting into his mouth.  But then Tony pulled back, pulled away, and Clint whimpered in frustration.

“Tony, what the fuck…”

But Tony was undoing his own pants, shucking them to the floor and kicking them aside, and now he was crawling into Clint’s lap and kissing him hard.  Clint’s arms automatically went around Tony, one hand slipping into his hair.  He was vaguely aware that only one of Tony’s hands was on him, that Tony was shifting beneath him, moving strangely.  He pulled away, looking at Tony.

……..fuck.  Tony had his other hand behind him, stretching himself.  Clint’s cock twitched at the realization.  But he’d barely had a moment for that knowledge to sink in before Tony was moving, positioning himself over Clint.  Clint stopped Tony, hands on his waist.

“….Tony…you sure?”  It was too soon, Tony couldn’t possibly be ready.

Tony swatted his hand.  “Fuck off.  Yea, I’m sure.”  And he leaned in, kissing Clint deeply, simultaneously lowering himself onto Clint’s shaft.

Fuck.  Fuck Tony was so Goddamn tight.  There was no way he was ready for this.  “Goddammit, Tony.”

“Fuck off, I’m fine.”

Clint searched Tony’s face for any sign of pain, of discomfort, but there was none.  Tony shifted in his lap; Clint watched him closely.  Tony’s face was free of pain….almost carefully so.  As if maybe he was trying to conceal it.  “…..I’m fine.  Dammit, Clint, move.”

There was no point in arguing…..and honestly, Clint didn’t want to.  Tony felt so ridiculously good.  Clint gave a gentle rock of his hips, and Tony hissed.  Immediately Clint stopped.

“Clint, I swear to God, move or I will do this myself.”  And he shifted, raising his hips so that he had almost completely pulled off of Clint, and then dropped back down so that Clint’s cock drove deep back into him.

FUCK!”  Clint grabbed onto Tony, gripping so hard he was probably going to leave bruises.  “Fuck!”  That sudden movement had been too much.  Tony was just so fucking tight.  It was too good.  If he let Tony control the pace….that pace…..he would never last.

The motion had made Clint swear, but Tony just gave a little shudder, moaning.  “Oh, fuck.”  He opened his eyes, looking at Clint.  “Clint, please.”

It was too much.  Those gorgeous eyes….Tony’s arms around his neck, fingers trailing through his hair……that tight fucking heat…..it was just too Goddamn fucking much.

Tony made a tiny noise of surprise as Clint tugged the man up off his lap and flipped him over, throwing Tony down onto his back on the couch.  In an instant, Clint was atop him, thrusting back into him hard enough that Tony cried out.

“Fuck!”  But there was no hint of pain to his voice, so Clint didn’t stop, and Tony didn’t ask him to, simply wrapped his arms and legs around Clint, clinging to him tightly.  “…..God…..Clint….”

“Fuck Tony……so Goddamn good…”  Between his own hand, Tony’s mouth, and now this, Clint was almost at his limit.  Tony kissed him, nipping at his lower lip.  Clint reached between them, taking Tony’s cock in hand and beginning to pump him in time with each thrust.  Apparently Tony was closer even than he was, for as soon as Clint’s hand touched him, Tony came with a cry, hips bucking.  And in his release, he clenched down around Clint, becoming (as impossible as it seemed) even tighter, and pulling Clint over the edge with him.

As Clint came down from that post-orgasm high, he became aware once again of all the moaning coming from the women on the television screen.  And something else: a banging on the wall.  Apparently he and Tony had been rather loud.

Tony was grinning at him.  “….don’t think your neighbors like us very much.”

Clint smiled.  “No, guess not.”  He pulled himself up off of Tony (not without regret) and moved to the wall, banging right back.

Tony struggled to sit up.  “’f they knew who you were, they’d never do that.”

Clint had to laugh.  “Not a chance.”  He flopped onto the couch beside Tony.  “….probably not if they knew who was in here with me, either.”

Tony looked at Clint, grinning.  “Yea?  You think if they knew a badass was fucking a rich guy, that’d scare them?”  Clint just burst out laughing.

“A rich guy with mad science and weapons skills who just happens to be Iron Man.”

“Ahh…..good point.”  Tony wriggled a bit, as if testing out his limbs to see that they were all in working order, and sighed.  “Damn.”

“What?”

“Nothing.  That was good.”

“Yeah?”

“Hell yea!”  Tony glanced at Clint.  “What……you don’t agree?”

“No, I do,” Clint hurriedly answered.  He didn’t want Tony to get the wrong opinion.  Not at all.  “I was just….worried about you.  Didn’t want to hurt you.”  Tony smiled at that.  “…..what.”

“Nothing.  You’re cute.”

“Fuck off.  I am not.”

“Are too.  You always fuck me hard.  You should know by now that I’m not gonna break.”

“Yeah, yeah, I know.”  Clint ran a hand through Tony’s hair.  “Doesn’t mean I don’t worry about hurting you.”

Tony smiled.  “Yea.  And that makes you cute.”

“Shut up.”

“No.”  Tony poked Clint.  “Lay down.”  Clint obliged, lying back on the couch, and Tony cuddled right up.

“….what….we gonna sleep out here?”

“Dunno…..least for a little while.”  Tony snuggled closer.  “Don’t feel much like moving.”

“Heh.  Me neither.”  The movie had ended now; the room was silent again.  Tony chuckled.  Clint looked down at him, smiling.  “What.  What’s so funny.”

“Nothing.  Just thinking.  Between the sounds of us fucking and the noise from that porn, it probably sounded like you were having a gang bang in here.”

Clint snorted.  “Oh, awesome.  Now my neighbors think they’re living next door to some kind of pervert.”

“Well, they kinda are.”

Clint swatted the back of Tony’s head.

“Hey!”

“You deserved it.  Asshole.”

“What…..you’re totally a pervert.”

“Look who’s talking.”  Clint poked Tony’s waist, and the man wriggled.

“Yup.  And proud of it.”

Clint shook his head, smiling.  “Ass.”  He kissed Tony’s forehead.  “I love you.”

“Hnn.  Love you, too.”  They fell into silence, content to lie quietly as Clint stroked Tony’s soft hair, both of them soon falling asleep.

~*~

Clint woke, knowing immediately that something was wrong.  He wasn’t sure what had woken him, but whatever it was was something that wasn’t supposed to be there.  He looked, up, searching the room for the source of his discomfort.

“Good morning, Agent Barton.”

Oh, fuck.  Tony was still asleep, laying half atop of Clint, but that didn’t deter Clint in the slightest.  He was on his feet in an instant, grabbing a pillow and covering himself up with it.

“Uh….good morning, Sir.”

Coulson was there.  COULSON.  In Clint’s house.  What the fuck.  He was looking at Tony now, that very disdainful expression he always got when looking at Tony.  Only this time, Clint felt a stirring of anger.  It may be Coulson, but he still wasn’t allowed to look at Tony naked.  No one was.

Tony was waking up, after Clint’s very abrupt departure from the couch.  “….Clint..?”  He pushed himself up to his elbows, blinking sleepily, and his eyes focused on Coulson.  “….holy shit.  Coulson?”

“Good morning, Mr. Stark.”

“Shit.  It IS Coulson.”  Tony was awake now, but unlike Clint, was making no move to cover his nakedness.  He turned to Clint.  “What the fuck is Coulson doing here?”

Clint had no idea.  “…..what ARE you doing here, sir?”

“You never checked in last night.  We tried calling your phone and there was no answer.  Agent Romanoff is out on a mission, so she obviously couldn’t come by.  I volunteered.”

Oh, right.  His phone.  “…..I think I left it in Tony’s car.”  Clint withered slightly under Coulson’s disapproving look.

“Hey….hey Coulson…”

Fuck.  Tony really needed to learn to keep his mouth shut when Coulson was involved.  AND he was up now, his naked body proudly on display as he moved to the television.  What the hell is he DOING?  And then Tony held up the video case, waving ‘Silly Boys, Chix Are For Girls’ in Coulson’s direction.  “You should check this movie out.”

……it was official.  Clint was going to die.

Coulson just stared at Tony.  Clint knew Tony still didn’t know Coulson well enough to read all of his moods, but Clint knew what that face meant.  Coulson was about to get scary.  REALLY scary.  Clint needed to get him out of the apartment.

“Okay, sir, well, as you can see, I’m alive and well.”  He tried to guide Coulson towards the door without making it obvious that’s what he was doing.  “Can I do anything else for you?”

Coulson paused by the door, looking from Clint to Tony and back again.  The expression on his face was one of a disappointed father to his child upon meeting the person they were dating.  ‘Why are you dating THIS asshole’ it said.  ‘You can do so much better.’  It could have been funny.  But Clint wanted Coulson out of the apartment before anything went wrong.  Besides.  Tony may be an asshole but he was CLINT’S asshole.  Coulson could go fuck himself.

Finally, Coulson sighed.  “No, that will be all, Agent Barton.”  And he left.  Clint shut the door, flopping back against it with a sigh of relief.

Tony grinned at him.  “Well, THAT was an interesting start to the day.”

Clint gave him a look.  “You.  You just make things worse, do you know that?”

“Oh, come on.”  Tony moved to Clint, arms slipping around him.  “Everything’s fine.”

“He hates you and you like to push.”

“Well, yea.  It’s funny.”

Clint shook his head, but he had to smile.  “You’re such an ass.”

“Duh.”

Smiling, Clint pulled Tony closer, kissing him.  “I love you.”

“I love you too.”  Tony stroked Clint’s cheek, slightly rough with a night’s growth of stubble.  “Now……how bout we go back to bed?  It’s early still.”

“Oh?  You actually planning on sleeping when we get there?”

Tony grinned.  “Well, I was thinking sleep, but I’m always open to suggestions.”

“Glad to hear it.”  Clint murmured, a smile on his face, “Because I think I may have a few.”

~fin~

Anyone who knows what this is from earns cookies!^^

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25 Comments

  1. stephanie lea

     /  August 27, 2012

    Poor Coulson, Tony just loves to mess with him doesn’t he. Another great chapter, can’t place the picture though, was it from the Unusuals?

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    • J2

       /  August 27, 2012

      You win a cookie ^^

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      • Jess! I was waiting on more guesses you evil ho-bucket! I wanted to see how many people knew it!

        But yes, Stephanie lea, it is from the Unusuals. Cookies for you!^^

  2. KattyRosie

     /  August 27, 2012

    I have no idea what it’s from, but I love it and the story anyway! Can I still get a cookie??? 😀

    Reply
  3. Cat

     /  August 27, 2012

    I almost thought you wouldn’t post this weekend! So glad you did, now I have some ironhawk for the rest of the week ❤

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  4. Is it from the bourne legacy? I really want to watch that

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    • Nope, but you should DEFINITELY see that! It’s super good, and Jeremy is adorable and hilarious, and seriously? SO much more personality than Jason Bourne. Chew on THAT, Matt Damon. XD

      Reply
  5. Topazione

     /  August 27, 2012

    the image of coulson as a disapproving dad is really funny. and probably accurate. though sometimes i just wish that Coulson would approve. i mean, i know tony’s an ass, and there was that whole incident with the desk… but he and clint are so cute together. anyway, i’m sorry i can’t place the pic, but it is so perfect i nearly burst out laughing (same with “Silly Boys, Chix Are For Girls’?” as a title) (which would be an issue as my family’s asleep…) finally, as usual, keep writing, you are amazing, yadda yadda yadda, blah blah blah

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    • Maybe he will eventually…..but Tony is still just too big a pain in the ass, and Coulson has worked too long and hard trying to make Clint into a respectable agent (only with limited success) that the relationship is just so disappointing to him. WHY, Clint? Such a bad influence!

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  6. britewing

     /  August 27, 2012

    Lol not sure what i found better the movie name, the fact that he keeps them right in with he living room, or Tony tormenting Coulson. Loved it =)

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    • That’s a real movie, by the way. I always joke with J2 that I do the weirdest research for the stories I write, but this one was by FAR the most bizarre. “Hello, google, I am searching for ‘strange lesbian porn film titles'”.
      ……..and hoping that my parents don’t wander over and see what I’m doing.^^;;;;;

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      • Topazione

         /  August 28, 2012

        yeah, that’s probably not one you want to explain to your parents

  7. sabrina

     /  August 27, 2012

    great chapter! tony and coulson’s relationship cracks me up every time i read about them. poor clint is stuck in the middle lol!

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  8. fuzzyelf

     /  August 28, 2012

    Gotta hate it when your parents don’t approve of your boyfriend! 🙂 Poor Clint. I wonder if Coulson would ever threaten Tony with the “If you hurt Clint” talk or if he would just leave that to Natasha….of course if Tasha did Tony would just get pissed so I guess that wouln’t work. Oh well. Hope to read another story soon!

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  9. Tabby

     /  September 27, 2012

    I feel like a lot of you work is based off of pictures you find 😛

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    • LOL actually it’s not. Almost all of it comes from stuff that is happening to J2 or myself that day. Like with “Caffeinated Cohabitation”? J2 really had just discovered that coffee. “Linked”? Everyone who came to work that day was driving me insane and I was about to just start tossing computers to the floor.
      Sometimes ideas just come to me, but a lot of the time, something happens to one of us and it triggers a text, which leads to the story. And then, bizarrely, I often happen to find pictures that fit the story.
      And of course, J2 draws fantabulous pictures to go along with them!^^

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      • Tabby

         /  September 27, 2012

        That is so true! My friend and I have magically started texting each other as Coulson and Barton. It’s super fun and makes me happy lol. Yay for being an inspiring author/dork!

      • Oh noes…….are you a Coulson/Clint shipper?

      • Tabby

         /  September 27, 2012

        Yes, but remember I did tell you that you were the one who made me love Clint/Tony.

      • Oh nooooooooooes *runs and hides*
        Lol sorry, I’m teasing. I do not understand the Coulson/Clint ship. It sort of bewilders me. But I’m glad that I got you interested in Tony/Clint. 🙂

  10. Windstorm124

     /  January 17, 2014

    Whenever Tony starts teasing Coulson, I don’t know if I should burst out laughing or start screaming at Tony to run like hell. Either way, well written, and hilarious ending!

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