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23 May 2007 @ 07:24 am
Fic: What About Fun?: Don/Charlie  
Title: What About Fun?
Fandom: Numb3rs
Characters: Don/Charlie
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Incest, masturbation, sex toy
Challenge: eppescest Summer Porn Challenge - Noisy Edge
Spoilers: "Noisy Edge"
Word Count: 1460
Feedback: Is loverly
Disclaimer: Not mine, only borrowing, just fun, no infringement intended

“I love that about you,” Don announced to Charlie, and Charlie nearly choked, his eyes widening.


“You never give up, do you?”

Charlie felt his shoulders slump, and he mumbled something about limitations being with the mathematician, not the math.

“What about fun, Charlie? What do you ever do for fun?”

It had felt good to hear Don say that he loved Charlie’s commitment to finding ways his math could assist on the cases, but he wanted so much more. He wanted Don to say that he loved Charlie, and not in a nice, brotherly, “thanks for being a good guy” kind of way; he wanted to hear it in a desperate, “can’t stop thinking about you,” “throw you on the bathroom floor and fuck you ‘til you cry” way. Charlie knew it was wrong – probably illegal – but he wanted to be with Don anyway, consequences be damned. To Charlie, his feelings for his brother were further proof that he wasn’t normal, was a freak, was every bad thing he’d been called growing up. And, still, Charlie couldn’t make himself care enough to stop the thoughts that threatened to devour him. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw Don – beside him, above him, inside him. Continuing to work with Don was dangerous; every moment spent in close proximity to his brother picked at his self-restraint until he was sure he would crack, push Don against a wall, and kiss him like tomorrow would never come.

Charlie empathized with Gosnell’s obsession, that tireless attention to detail, refusal to quit, and disregard for the risks. That was how he felt about Don, and if it meant death on impact, Charlie accepted it; a few minutes soaring high with Don would be enough.

Laying in his bed, Charlie wrapped a hand around his cock and lightly stroked himself, imagining the hand on him belonged to Don. Don would tease him at first, draw out Charlie’s desperation until he begged, and then – Charlie tightened his grip – give him the contact he craved. Charlie stroked his cock faster and heard Don’s voice in his head whispering words of encouragement – You look so good, buddy. Just like that. Fuck my fist, Charlie. His other hand reached for the familiar shape of the plastic bottle still sitting out on the nightstand, and he flipped the cap open and slicked on more lube. He pictured Don’s mouth on him, his cock sliding in and out of the wet heat, Don’s lips red and shiny. Don would touch him, one hand around the base and the other cupping his balls – Charlie touched himself the way his brother did in his fantasy – until it slipped lower, and Don pushed a finger inside. Charlie felt his own fingers enter himself, and he shivered, thrusting them in and out until he worked himself to a fever pitch and needed more, needed to feel Don inside him.

Charlie pulled his fingers out and turned in bed, hand opening the nightstand drawer and reaching inside. His fingers closed around the dildo and pulled it out. The lube was uncapped again, and he generously slicked the toy. Trembling in anticipation (and a hint of trepidation), he pressed the tip to his hole. It was a large size and often hurt Charlie before it made him feel good, but he imagined Don was that big, and this was how he would feel. Charlie gritted his teeth and hissed as the head of the toy entered him; his breathing was ragged, but he took several long, slow breaths, trying to relax, as he pushed it deeper inside. Finally with the fake cock fully in his ass, he slowly moved it in and out, one hand wrapped around the base of the toy and the other holding his balls, and he imagined the soft, provoking words spill from Don’s lips again – So good, Charlie. Your ass feels so good. Stay with me, buddy. I’m right here with you. Fuck, you feel so perfect on my cock. The toy brushed his prostate, and he angled it to keep hitting the spot, passionate moans exploding out of him. Thank God his dad was gone and he was alone; Charlie cried louder, slamming the dildo in harder.

“Don! Oh, God, Don. Please.”

Fuck it like that, Charlie. Yeah, baby, fuck my cock just like that.

Charlie squeezed his eyes shut and could see only Don, his brother between his legs, his knees pulled up to his chest and held wide open by Don’s hands, Don riding him hard, Don’s cock pounding into his ass over and over – Fuck yes, Charlie. That’s a good boy. Take it all, baby. Take all of my cock. – Don smiling down at him.

“Fuck, Don, please! Please. Oh, God. Oh, God…” Charlie cried out in his bedroom. He was so close. His hand moved up from caressing his balls to his cock, fingers wrapping around and stroking hard.

Suddenly, he felt a hand cover his on the toy, and his eyes shot open.

There was Don – the real Don, no vision in a perverse fantasy – and he moved onto the bed between Charlie’s legs. Charlie’s hand stopped thrusting the toy into his hole. He was mortified. Don had caught him, caught him with a dildo in his ass and screaming Don’s name. He squeezed his eyes shut again and felt the burn of embarrassment and shame on his face, his cock going limp.

But then Don gently pushed the toy deeper into Charlie, pushed it back in when it began to recede, began moving it slowly in and out of him. Charlie dared to open his eyes, and he saw Don with his attention focused on the movement of the dildo in Charlie, a look of calm and awe on his face. Don’s eyes met Charlie’s.

“You’re doing good, buddy.” Charlie felt his cock twitch and harden again. “Stay with me, Charlie.”

Charlie couldn’t believe this was happening. There was no way. But he felt Don’s other hand touch his cock, fingertips lightly caressing him, and it was real.


“Shh, I’ve got you. I’ll take care of you. Nice and easy, from the beginning.”

Charlie wanted to close his eyes and sink into the pleasure, but he couldn’t stop watching Don, couldn’t miss a moment of the fantasy coming true. Don pushed the toy deeper and angled it until it hit Charlie’s prostate again, and Charlie let out a strangled moan.

“Does it feel good? Am I making it feel good?”

Charlie’s breath came out as a shudder. “God, yes.”

“Do you want to fuck it hard?” Don’s words ignited a fire in Charlie, flames licking at his nerves. His breath hitched, and he reached for Don, his brother grabbing his hand and giving it a squeeze. Don laid Charlie’s hand on his cock. “Touch yourself. Let me see how you liked to be jerked off. I’ll get your ass fucked hard, but let me see you work your cock.” Charlie obediently wrapped his fingers around his cock and firmly stroked, and Don slammed the dildo deep inside, pulled it out quickly, slammed deep again, provoking a stream of desperate wails from Charlie. “Fuck it, buddy. Fuck it for me. You look so good. Wanted to see you like this for so long.”

“God, Don…” he finally choked out.

“You’re doing great. Keep beating your cock for me. Want to see you come.” Don’s free hand roamed Charlie’s body, simultaneously exciting and calming him, and came to rest over Charlie’s on his cock, stroking him together. Charlie felt the tingling in the base of his spine, and his body tightened. Don kept driving the dildo mercilessly into his ass until Charlie was writhing and screaming his brother’s name. “Do it, Charlie. Do it. Come for me.”

He felt heat jolt through his body, light explode behind his eyes, ropes of white come splattering across his stomach and chest. The world spun around him, and he vaguely registered the feeling of Don pulling out the toy.

“God, Charlie, is this what you for fun?” Don’s voice was giddy and thick. “Fuck yourself and imagine it’s me?” He gently rubbed Charlie’s thighs as the mathematician came back down to earth.

Charlie wasn’t sure what to say, feeling vulnerable again. His secret was out. But, as he looked to Don’s smiling face, no hatred or disgust there and only boyish exuberance, he knew it was okay. He hadn’t gone Gosnell and crashed. Charlie smiled back at Don. “It was what I did for fun.”

Don’s smile faltered for a moment. “What do you mean was?”

“Now I can have the real thing.”

Don laughed. “See, that’s what I love you about you.”


“You never give up.”
Current Mood: sleepysleepy
Current Music: Mew - Snow Brigade
ang \\: n3 \\ i just can't get enoughcallmeang on May 23rd, 2007 02:21 pm (UTC)
That made me warm and fuzzy. Absolutely perfect, baby girl.

Bwahaha, I've spent forever trying to get to this story this morning, everything was all aflutter at work (AND THEN SOMEONE CALLED ME :D)

NV: [heroes] claire // cheerleader posseneur0vanity on May 23rd, 2007 11:45 pm (UTC)
I'm not really all that satisfied with it. :( I feel like I can write dialogue, and I can write porn (kinda), and I can write description, but never all together.

Oh, man, did some whiny bitch call you to angst about pretentious wankers? :p

ang \\: cm \\ you're not alonecallmeang on May 24th, 2007 01:04 am (UTC)
I don't know why you aren't, other than the fact that you are too hard on yourself. You can write it all and you do, so don't think you can't.


NV: [n3] charlie // #1neur0vanity on May 24th, 2007 01:40 am (UTC)
you are too hard on yourself

I suppose I have to be. *angst builds back up again*

You are my heart. ♥
ang \\: n3 \\ it's time to let you knowcallmeang on May 24th, 2007 01:45 am (UTC)
I hate that you have to be, and that there's angst there, but OMG your writing is so beautiful. I love adore your writing.

Sigh, you are my heart too. ♥
perhaps some frottage is in order: Numb3rs secretssororcula on May 23rd, 2007 06:16 pm (UTC)
Well, shit, that was hot. Nice job tying it into the episode. That line of Don's always made me squeal. :-)

(Just fyi, your header says eppesest instead of eppescest.)
NV: [misc] gay unicornsneur0vanity on May 23rd, 2007 11:46 pm (UTC)
Thanks for pointing that out. I was so sleep-deprived when I posted this.

So glad you liked! Yeah, that scene was all kinds of "PERVERT ME!"
perhaps some frottage is in order: Don h0rsororcula on May 24th, 2007 12:12 am (UTC)
I have nothing to respond to here, but I just thought I'd let you know that I'm writing porn right now. *adjusts halo* ;-)
NV: [n3] charlie // cheersneur0vanity on May 24th, 2007 12:57 am (UTC)
perhaps some frottage is in order: Numb3rs secretssororcula on May 24th, 2007 01:14 am (UTC)
Except it's supposed to be a drabble and it's already 324 words! Oy!
NV: [n3] don // smileneur0vanity on May 24th, 2007 01:38 am (UTC)
Look at you go!! Practically at fic point!!
Emma DeMarais: BlueEyeemmademarais on May 23rd, 2007 08:53 pm (UTC)
Did it just get hot in here?

/fans self/
NV: [n3] eppescest // reach aroundneur0vanity on May 23rd, 2007 11:48 pm (UTC)
Ha! Glad you liked. I'm not really satisfied with how it turned out but, then again, I'm rarely 100% satisfied with my work.
it only burns when I breathe: don&charlie_addicted_shantalanadevilspikedluv on May 23rd, 2007 10:57 pm (UTC)
Don laughed. “See, that’s what I love you about you.”


“You never give up.”

That was a perfect ending! ♥
NV: [n3] eppescest // before youneur0vanity on May 23rd, 2007 11:49 pm (UTC)
Yay! Glad you think so. ♥
dance_the_codedance_the_code on May 23rd, 2007 11:37 pm (UTC)
I believe I will now blush for days.

NV: [n3] charlie // grinneur0vanity on May 23rd, 2007 11:50 pm (UTC)
LOL. I bet you're cute when you blush. ;)
pinkdoom on May 29th, 2007 12:49 am (UTC)
“Shh, I’ve got you. I’ll take care of you. Nice and easy, from the beginning.”

That line just made me melt...and then the subsequent porn that was oh-so-wonderful turned me into big puddle of goo...your Don/Charlie always makes me melt! :) I love reading your stuff, and I noticed you've posted a few other fics since this one...so off I go to read more! :)
NV: [n3] eppescest // in your roomneur0vanity on May 29th, 2007 07:51 pm (UTC)
Thank you so much!! I'm so glad you've been enjoying the Don/Charlie. <3
andi: Don & Charlie hugadmiralandrea on June 1st, 2007 06:01 am (UTC)
Ooh I'm all melty now, that was freaking hot! Loved how Charlie went from fantasy to reality...
NV: [n3] eppescest // on my mindneur0vanity on June 1st, 2007 09:51 am (UTC)
Meltiness is good! I'm so pleased you enjoyed this! Gotta love when Charlie gets what he wants. :)
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NV: [n3] charlie // cheersneur0vanity on June 10th, 2008 02:23 am (UTC)
Hey, sorry that "Soft, Sweet, Thick" was locked up. I guess I must have skipped over that one when I was moving my fan fic to public status. It's unlocked now:


So glad you liked this one!

I can't say much about my [my mom's] garden because we haven't been working on it besides pulling out all the weeds and dirt from one of the tiers (we have a four-tier garden). We had so many plans for it, but we've been really busy. :(

I've had some rough times, but I'm in a much better place now. Thank God for rehab!
(Anonymous) on June 28th, 2010 12:19 am (UTC)
The story A better men
hey just wondering if there is more to the story or is it done if not done could you send me the site to follow up on it at Sweetangel437@hotmail.com the subject: Numb3rs Slash
THx Love DarkRose