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Boy On Top	By : jennigirl Category: Casts RPF > Star Wars (all) > Star Wars (all) Views: 1980 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the people I am writing about in this fanfiction. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Hayden sat at his computer and stared at the screen in disbelief. He had just finished reading pages and pages full of fan fiction about him and Ewan. They were on some live journal site or something. At first Hayden didn’t believe Natalie when she told him about the site. How could there be an entire site about he and Ewan? Sure, he was aware of the Star Wars fan fiction out there; he and Ewan had actually spent many a night acting out some of their juicier favorites. But stories about the two of them, the ‘real’ people…well he had to read some to see what he thought.
He was in disbelief; though not over the actual website. He rather liked this “Feel My Force” community, and he found that reading all of those hot stories about him and his lover did nothing but turn him on, as was evident by the raging hard on now straining the thin fabric of his boxers. What he was in disbelief over was the accuracy with which some of these fan girls, and boys, wrote with. It was as if they had been looking in on them and taking snapshots of their intimate moments, and then making colorful commentary on it.
Hayden was about to turn off his computer and take a long cold shower when he noticed a post about a fiction challenge. “Boy On Top”, it was called. A wicked smile passes over his lips as he accessed his word processor and began to type. Their sex life started to flash before his eyes and he remembered all the times that he had been the one tied up, blindfolded, watched, spanked…maybe those fangirls were on to something here. He couldn’t even remember the last time that it was Ewan on ‘bottom,’ really.
Hayden finished his feverish typing and then checked the guidelines for posting. First, he needed to create a user name and tried to use “EwanLuvr”; but it was already taken, so instead he opted for “EwansBitch”. Next, he had to figure out what the hell a beta was. Once he figured out what that was, he sent a quick email over to Natalie. Surely, she could take on the job of beta; after all, she did go to Harvard or some shit like that, didn’t she?
By the next morning, Hayden had received back his corrected work of fiction along with a quick note from Natalie that read: ‘Glad to help, hun. They are going to love this over there. Oh, will you be *showing* it to Ewan? LOL Love, ~N’
Hayden read his work over again and decided it was ready to post. He quickly typed up the mandatory disclaimer, which read:
‘This is an answer to the September challenge Boy on Top. This is my first attempt ever at fan fic, though I trust you will enjoy it. Oh, and I don’t own Hayden, but Ewan most certainly does. Thanks to N for all the help. Without further ado:’
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Ewan could hardly contain his excitement. He had been away from Hayden now for quite some time; there hadn’t been much time for them since filming wrapped. There were movies to be made, musicals to sing in … gossip magazines to peruse. Ewan winced as the images of Hayden with what seemed like every hot and horny young starlet came to mind. He certainly could have done without those all summer long -- that was not the kind of reminder he needed about Hayden.
“Whatever; the little slut. I will show him who is in charge around here. By the time I am done with him he will be a quivering mess, begging for me and only me.” He said aloud to nobody as he drove towards the hotel where Hayden always stayed while in London; their hotel.
Hayden was tired from the flight over to London, but happy to be there. They had been planning this weekend together for months. Ewan had a much-needed weekend off and Eve was going to take the girls to France to be with her family. She thought it would be good to “leave the boys alone to do ‘whatever’ it is that boys do”. “Well, if she insists,” is what Hayden had said
Hayden was indeed happy to be there, but also nervous; it had been awhile since he had seen Ewan. Then there were all the pictures of him with all those women, which had of course been published at his publicist’s request. For some reason she thought that people might think that he was gay or something. He was sure that Ewan had seen at least some of them. He tried to focus. There were big plans for this weekend and the stage needed to be set.
Ewan arrived at the hotel and scurried through the lobby and onto the elevator. He pushed the code for the penthouse and tried not to jump out of his own skin. He couldn’t wait to get his hands on that boy. He arrived at the penthouse suite and opened the door to find darkness.
“What the Hell?” Ewan said as he closed the door behind him and let his eyes adjust to the dark. There was a faint glow from the next room and Ewan glanced around the corner to see small candles glowing throughout the room. He noticed that they seemed to form a path to the bedroom.
‘Of Course!’ Ewan thought. Hayden was obviously trying to be romantic. Ewan was somewhat amused by all of this preparation, though a part of him was also slightly annoyed that Hayden was dragging this out longer than necessary. He made his way toward the bedroom where he hoped to find Hayden at last.
He did not find Hayden in the bedroom. What the did find were more candles and a scribbled note on the bed that read: ’Love, rid yourself of those clothes and prepare yourself for long night. I’ve got a surprise for you. ~H’
Ewan tossed the note aside and stripped out of his clothes. He was still slightly annoyed and wondered where Hayden was, though nonetheless excited by the idea of a ‘long night’. A few minutes passed by and his irritation grew stronger; he certainly would have to punish Hayden for making him wait like this. Finally Hayden entered the room. He was breathtaking in his black silk sleep pants and thin cotton top. Ewan’s demeanor began to soften a bit at the site of him. ‘Now the fun can begin,’ Ewan thought. He started to say something but was shut up by an unusually strong kiss from Hayden. This caught Ewan off guard, though he did enjoy it. He started to really get into it when Hayden abruptly pulled away and walked over to where there was a small bag on the floor. He watched as Hayden pulled what appeared to be silk scarves out of the bag. Ewan raised an eyebrow at this and as if on cue, Hayden turned to glance at him.
“Hayden, what are you up to?” Ewan asked.
“You’ll see,” is all Hayden would say.
Scarves in hand, Hayden walked towards Ewan. Hayden took Ewan by the hand and led him over to the four-poster bed where he forced him down onto it by pressing his body into Ewan’s. He took one of the scarves and ran it along Ewan’s naked body. Ewan found that he rather liked the sensation and started to relax a little. Hayden sensed this and thought that it was time to proceed.
He ran the scarf up Ewan’s arm while extending it over to the post of the bed. He then took the silky scarf and wrapped it first around Ewan’s wrist, and then around the bedpost.
Ewan asked again, “What are you doing?” This time, however, he looked nervous.
A wicked grin passed over Hayden’s lips as he realized that Ewan was indeed nervous.
“Hayden, I don’t think this…I’m not sure this is the way…” Ewan tried to finish but was cut off mid-sentence by an icy stare from Hayden. He was taken aback at the sudden transformation of his young lover. It was as if he was channeling Anakin Skywalker, and it sent shivers up and down Ewan’s spine.
“Do you love me?” Hayden asked angrily.
“Hayden, you know I do,” Ewan replied.
Hayden still stared at Ewan as he got up off of the bed and walked towards the other side. He grabbed Ewan’s free arm and forced it up to the other post where he held tightly onto Ewan’s wrist and continued with his icy stare.
“Do you want me, Ewan?” He asked.
Ewan didn’t answer; he was in awe of this new side to Hayden. As Hayden tied Ewan’s wrist tightly to the post he asked again.
“I said, do you want me, Ewan? Answer me.”
“Yes,” Ewan managed to breathe out.
“Good, right answer,” Hayden calmly said.
Hayden proceeded to tie up both of Ewan’s legs to the other posts at the end of the bed, all the while Staring in silence at his confused and excited lover. He was sure that he had never seen anything as sexy or inviting as Ewan all naked and tied to the bed. He steeped back when he was done and took a moment to admire his handiwork.
‘Not bad for a first timer.’
Hayden started to undress slowly at the end of the bed. First he stripped off his thin cotton shirt exposing his thin yet hard body. Next he slipped his silk sleep pants slowly over his hips and down to his ankles. He tossed them aside with his feet and crawled up onto the bed where he stopped and kneeled between Ewan’s legs. He ran his hands slowly down Ewan’s legs, then lightly scratched his way back up. He stopped at Ewan’s pelvis and ran a gentle finger over either side of him where he traced gently along his pelvic bone. He took great care not to touch Ewan’s gorgeous pink cock, though that was a true test. Hayden wanted nothing more than to slip his lips over Ewan and taste him; to tease him with his tongue and coax him into oblivion as he had done so many times before. He was tempted, but there would be time for that later.
He traced his fingers up from Ewan’s pelvis to his hard brown nipples. At first he teased and taunted, but then soon found himself pinching and squeezing; perhaps a bit too hard. Ewan let out a sharp breath as Hayden finally made body contact and lightly draped himself over Ewan. He replaced his fingers with his mouth and sucked on one tender nipple Until he heard a proper response escape his lover’s lips. He then turned his assault on the other one, all the while trying not to grind his hips back against Ewan’s. His lips finally moved from the battered nipple and up to Ewan’s smooth neck. The last time they had been together, Ewan had still had the Obi-Wan beard, which was rough and scratchy. But his skin now was nothing but smooth, warm, and inviting. He trailed his way up to Ewan’s eager lips and began to bruise them with fierce, hungry kisses. While he ravaged Ewan’s mouth with his own he reached under the pillow for the last scarf. Before Ewan knew what had happened, his eyes were covered with the smooth, cool fabric. It was dark and he could hear nothing but the sound of his and Hayden’s labored breathing.
“Hayden?” Ewan asked.
“Master,” Hayden growled back at him.
“ What?” Ewan seemed to sense where this was headed.
“Master. Tonight I am your Master, Ewan. You have been Master far too long already,” Hayden explained.
“Master,” Ewan played along. “What will you do with me?”
Instead of an answer he felt Hayden lift himself up off of him. He then heard footsteps that lead out of the room. Suddenly Ewan felt very exposed. He thought back to all the times that he had Hayden exposed in this very way. Ewan thought that he must love Hayden because he would not do this for anybody, not even his wife. Nobody. Nobody, that is, but Hayden.
Ewan heard Hayden return to the room, followed by the sound of some sort of liquid being squirted out of a bottle. He anticipated what would come next and found that he wanted nothing more; in fact, he had never wanted anything more.
First he felt the warm liquid being drizzled all over him, followed by warm strong hands that worked the oil into him, over him, and inside of him. Hayden first poured the warm oil over Ewan’s throbbing cock. He took his time to slowly rub it up and down, he thoroughly covered every inch of him. Every stroke caused Ewan to moan louder and louder in agony.
“That’s right, love, let it out. Tell me how you like it. Tell me what you want next.” Hayden whispered to Ewan.
“Master…I want you to touch me again. I want to feel your hands on me,” Ewan replied dutifully.
Hayden responded by slowly gliding his hand up and down over Ewan. He stopped momentarily at his balls before he gently took them and massaged them.
“Master.” Ewan groaned at the sensation.
“Yes, Ewan. That is right. I know you like it. You want more, don’t you?” Hayden asked.
When there was no reply Hayden placed a finger at Ewan’s opening and pushed forcefully in.
“Mmmh…Master..” Is all Ewan could groan out.
“So, you do want more then, don’t you? Good,” Hayden said as he pushed his finger deep inside of Ewan. When he felt Ewan push back less he added another finger and soon a third. Ewan was nothing but a quivering mess under Hayden’s’ magic spell and adept fingers. He writhed and wiggled as much as the scarves would allow him to. His moans began to get louder and louder until he begged, first with his body, then with his voice.
“Master. Hayden. Please.”
Hayden withdrew his fingers and waited to hear it.
“Please. God please. I can’t wait any more. Fuck me Master. Please,” Ewan begged.
Hayden placed himself firmly between Ewan’s knees and plunged himself deep into the man, as deep as he could go. This was no time for a gentle lovemaking, this was going to be a fuck; a hot, sweaty, best-of-your-life fuck. Hayden couldn’t suppress the growls that came from deep within him.
With each thrust of Hayden’s hips Ewan thought that he would lose all control. He no longer thought about the scarves that tied him to the bed; he was only aware of the intense pleasure he felt. All he knew was Hayden.
Hayden pumped harder and harder into Ewan, completely lost in the sensations that overtook his body.
“Ewan. God. So. Fucking. Good.”
“I want to see you,” Ewan managed to get out. “I want to see you fuck me, Master. I want to see you come. Please,” Ewan begged again.
Hayden ripped off the silk blindfold and grabbed Ewan’s cock. He feverishly pumped it up and down as he plowed himself hard into Ewan over and over again. Soon he was consumed by the waves of pleasure that washed over his body and he came hard into Ewan. He moaned Ewan’s name urgently, and soon Ewan came all over Hayden’s hand and stomach.
Hayden collapsed on top of Ewan and the two men lay there, each trying to catch their breath. They lay there in silence for what seemed like and eternity. Hayden finally got up and untied Ewan from all four posts. He disappeared into the bathroom and came out with what looked like a manuscript or something in his hand and tossed it onto the bed next to Ewan.
“So, wanna tell me what go into you?” Ewan asked devilishly.
“Read it”, Hayden replied and pointed to the typed paged that sat on the bed next to him.
Ewan picked it up and read the first page aloud.
“This is an answer to the Boy on Top fiction challenge for September…”
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