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Methos & Dawson The Highlander Part II Disclaimer: The following story contains adult subject matter. If you are under the age of 21 you should not be reading this and it is illegal for you to possess it. If you read beyond this point, you are claiming to be 21 years of age, and that it is legal for you to possess adult oriented material. This is a sexually oriented work of fiction. If sex between consenting adults, homosexuality or therein is offensive to you, DO NOT READ IT! By reading beyond this point you are accepting homosexuality and adult oriented material willing. This is a fantasy containing characters from popular television culture. Methos & Dawson:Highlander Pt2 by R.A. Swain Dawson looked at Methos and rubbed his hand over his bearded mouth. "Let's go upstairs to my apartment. We won't be disturbed there." Methos followed Joe upstairs and stopped at the apartment door. "You're sure you want this?" Joe nodded. "I've wanted it since before I knew you were and immortal. Back when you were Adam. Being an immortal just adds too the pleasure." Methos followed Joe into the apartment and into the livingroom. He stopped and faced Joe. Their eyes met in an intense stare. Joe reached for his sweater and pulled it over his head, revealing a strong, well developed, hairy chest. Methos followed suit and removed his shirt, revealing a smooth chest. Joe stepped forward and laid a hand on Methos chest. Methos place a hand behind Joe's neck and gently pulled him forward until their lips met. He felt Joe shiver as he plunged his tongue into the hot man's mouth. Joe returned the tonuge, surprising Methos. After centuries of sex, this man was as good of a kisser as himself, and that turned him on more than he'd ever admit. Joe felt Methos' hands glide over his back and to his hips. They worked their way to the belt and started undoing his pants. He broke the kiss and stepped back. Each man eyed the other as they removed their pants. Now, both in boxer shorts, they approached again. Joe kissed Methos again, and began licking his way down the smooth chest. Methos shuddered at the tickling feel of the beard as it brushed across his bare chest. "Ohhh," he moaned. He cock was tenting out in his shorts as was Joe's. The next move was his. He guided Joe back into a chair, and knelt between his knees. He looked up into Joe's eyes and reached for the plaid boxers, tugging they down over a long, thin, hard, 7 1/2" cock. "That's some sword you have here," Methos said. Joe smiled at the reference. "The only head tonight will be giving, not taking. And I hope I'll get the chance to reciprocate." Methos leaned in, staring at the cock as if hypnotized. "You'll get plenty of chances. Immortals have a lot more stamina than mortals." With that he ran his tongue over the sexy hunks hot cock. Joe closed his eyes and concentrated on the hot mouth enveloping his cock, sucking his shaft in further and further. "Oh yes! You give the best head," he moaned. Methos licked his way up and down the shaft to Joe's hairy balls. He slowly worshiped each one, gently sucking it into his mouth and licking beneath them toward Joe's waiting hole. Joe caressed Methos head and pulled his up. "It's time I got to that ancient sword of yours." Methos stood in front of him and Joe pulled down his blue boxers. A 7" sword surrounded by silky brown hair at the base popped up in Joe's face. He inhaled and could smell the scent of heather from the soap Methos had used that morning. He leaned in and gently licked the tip, caressing the shaft with his fist, and then licking his way down to the slightly hairy balls. Methos moaned again, and guided Joe's head as he felt Joe's hot mouth encompass his cock. "Oh god, you're sooo good!" He moaned and soon felt the build up of pressure in his balls. "I'm cumming!" He said. With that he shot a load of hot cum into Joe's mouth. Joe took all of it eagerly, making sure nothing was wasted and carefully swallowed it, noting the taste was sweet, like sugar. He looked up. "I thought you said immortals have a lot of stamina. That didn't take you too long." Methos looked down at him. "That was only a beginning. I hope you can take it. My cock isn't going down after only one shot. I'm good for about nine or ten. What I lack in longevity I make up for in quantity. Now how about I get a piece of some hot mortal ass." To Be Continued.....