Celebrating the Dirty Mo’ Way

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Summary: Elliott is part of a very different celebration.

AUTHOR: Catw00man
EMAIL: catw00man@cryptoffic.com
RATING: NC-17
SERIES: Celebration Verse
CHARACTER: Elliott Sadler/Dale Earnhardt Jr, Kevin Harvick, Elliott POV
COMPLETED: December 25, 2008
WORD COUNT: 4,610
DISCLAIMER: I own NOTHING and am affiliated with NO ONE mentioned here. Not the drivers, not the teams, no one. This is all fiction and fun. In other words...NOT REAL, NOT REAL, NOT REAL. ;-)
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This fic is a Christmas request written especially for lissachicka a.k.a. Lissa. Thanks to you this series may never die! I didn’t expect this one but it was all you. It was fun, hope you enjoy hun.
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Dirty Mo’ Acres – Mooresville, NC – November 8th, 2004

Can’t believe I’m headed to Mooresville, not when huntin’ season just opened.  But it’s not often he asks me out to his place.  I’m sure it’s cause I bailed out last night and headed home instead of waiting for him to get out of Victory Lane, but I wasn’t in the mood for another “celebration.”  I’ve pretty much steered clear of all of that stuff since Charlotte even though I know it’s been going on.  Johnson’s won the last three and I have no doubt he and Jeff have been desecrating one thing or another.  I just don’t wanna be a part of it.

I knew what June was up to when he drug me to the Hollywood Hotel in Charlotte.  I knew he was planning on screwing with Jeff and Jimmie and even through it wasn’t exactly my thing I went along with it.  We did kinda spy on them in Bristol after all.  I just didn’t know June’d have Harvick videoing the whole thing.  It’s one thing to get back at Gordon and Johnson, but it’s a whole ‘nother thing to be inviting extra spectators to the party.  What’s next, busting on the set of Trackside and screwing in front of half the world?

Shake my head and squeeze the steering wheel tighter.  Better not mention that to Junior.  Way he’s been acting lately he might actually go for it.  Turn off the main road and head through the open gates of his property.  I don’t know what’s gotten into him lately, but ever since Bristol he’s been even wilder than before.  Oh sure I did get him to help me put a dent in my racecar back after Texas, but the chances of someone walking in on us there were slim to none.  Now it seems like everything since has to be more and more dangerous and I’m not sure how far I’m willing to go.

Slow down to drive over the small bridge that leads up to Junior’s place and I’m glad it’s a straight shot.  Really wouldn’t want to end up getting lost cause there’s no telling what all he has out here.  I know there’s a go-cart track and he told me he was thinking about building a saloon or something.  Knowing him he’ll actually do it.  He’ll probably build a whole damn town. Right now I wouldn’t put anything past him.  Shake my head as I finally spot the house and pull up in the driveway. 

Cut off the engine and sit in the truck for another minute.  I’m still not sure what he drug me out here for.  He did say he had something to show me and it was worth celebrating, but that’s all he’d say.  Well, I’m here.  Might as well find out.  Open the door to my truck, slide out then head to the front door when it hits me, I’m not really sure what I’m supposed to do.  Do I ring the bell?  Knock?  Head on inside?

Shift on my feet in front of the door and finally go with ringing the bell...which apparently totally sets Killer off.  Jump when I hear the sudden barking and scratching at the door from the inside.  Maybe I should’ve knocked, but before I can think too much more about it the door opens and I’m suddenly pounced on by a full grown black boxer.  I heard him coming but he still takes me by surprise and I take a step back on the dark porch...right onto an empty bottle of beer, or at least that’s what I think it was.

Hit the ground with a crash, glass bottle clattering off in the other direction and Killer slobbering all over my face.  I hear laughter coming from the doorway and there’s no mistaking the sound.  Great.  Way to start out the night, Elliott.  “Heck of a welcomin’ committee you got here, Junyah.  Mind helpin’ me up?”

“Killer, enough,” he tells the tongue with legs but it doesn’t make much of a difference.  Apparently I’m the right flavor dog treat for the night and he continues to try and jump on me even when Junior pulls me to my feet.  “Sorry about that,” he says with a grin as he tugs me into the house.  “He has a weakness for bones, the bigger the better.”

Roll my eyes at his horrible joke and shake my head.  “Is that why you invited me over ‘ere, to be Killer’s newest chew toy?”  His eyes seem to darken in the light of the entryway and he tugs me closer still, hands on my hips.

“I don’t think Killer’s gonna be the one maulin’ you tonight, Elly.”  He jerks me even closer until my body is flush against his.  “Seems to me we have some unfinished business from last night when someone ran out on me.”

“Yeah?”  Press closer to him so I’m right in his face and I can tell he’s hoping for a kiss...that doesn’t come.  “Maybe I wasn’t ‘up’ for bein’ a pawn in your and ‘Jeffy’s’ game.  I’m not the Puppy, ya know.  Maybe I might like it to be about me instead of tryin’ to one up Wonderboy.”  Pull away from him and head further into the house but before I do I don’t miss the look of surprise on Junior’s face.  Who knows, maybe I had him wrong.  Maybe he wasn’t just playing me.  I’d like to think so.

“Elly, wait.”  Feel his hand on my arm and I let him turn me around as we reach his living room.  “It wasn’t about, Gordon.”  I give him a hard look and at least he has the decency to look ashamed.  “Ok, ok, it wasn’t all about, Gordon.”  He locks eyes with me and as he presses closer and smiles that crooked grin I know I’m a goner already.  Suck in a breath when he reaches out and grabs me by my crotch.  “There was, a whole lot, about you.”

Stare into his eyes and I remember how they looked when he pushed me back against the desk.  He was the hunter and there was no doubt I was his big game for the day.  I remember how he watched me when he went down on me and yeah, hell yeah, it’ wasn’t all about Gordon.  But still...  “You coulda let me in on everything, Junyah.”  Reach around him and grab him by his ass to tug him against me.  “I think I’ve proven I’m one for havin’ a good time.”  Tilt my head and lean down to drawl in his ear.  “Especially when you get all wound up like a bitch in heat....”

“Shit, Elly,” he moans and I turn my head to kiss him deep.  He’s always so easy when it comes to my accent and I love nothing better than to turn it against him.  Heck, right now I can’t figure out why I didn’t stay in Phoenix last night.  Run my hands up his back and hold him tight against me.  So what if he likes things a little on the wild side.  We all have our kinks, right?  I shouldn’t hold that agains--

“Aw man, you didn’t say you’d be starting without me, Earnhardt.”

What the--?  Pull away from Junior because...I know that voice.  There’s no mistaking it.  Look over my shoulder to the TV room and I see several empty beer bottles, more than for one person so...he’s been here awhile.  But why?  Turn back to lock eyes with June, deliberately ignoring the other presence in the room and ask, “Why is Hahvick here, Junyah?  I’m not some toy to be passed around.  What’s going on?”

“Oh, c’mon, Sadler.  You know you wanna--”

“Kev, stop,” Junior tells him looking over my shoulder and then turns his attention back to me.  He reaches up to brush his hand down my face but I shake him off and take a half step back.  I mean it.  I’m not some toy.  “Elly, relax.  It’s not what you think.” 

He shoots another look at Harvick behind me and I don’t even want to know what’s going on there, or do I?  Study Junior a little closer.  Was he flushed at all when I got here?  I know how he is when he gets a few beers in him, but does Kevin even swing that way?  What the heck have I walked in on?

“I just finished the DVD Kev recorded and I thought he might like to see it.  Relax.  I thought it might be fun.”  He sidles up to me again and runs his hand down my chest before curling his fingers in my waist band.  He tugs me forward slightly but I’m still not ready to give in, especially when I hear the snarky voice behind me.

“Yeah, don’t be sore, Sadler.  I am gonna make you a star.” 

Jump when I hear his laughter and my eyes lock on Junior’s again.  Push Junior back when he doesn’t seem surprised and once again his attention is on Kevin.  “Dammit, Harvick do you have any tact at all?”  I can only guess at his response because I’m still not turning around to look at him.  Far as I’m concerned this is all about me and Junior and I’m about ready to hit the door.  I have better things to do then be strung around like a toy.

“Elly, wait.”  He steps to the side to block any exit I might take and I cross my arms.  He knows he couldn’t stop me if I decide to go, but I’ll humor him, at least for a little while.  “He’s not completely wrong.”  He steps closer again and reaches to put his hand on my chest again, but he’s a little more tentative this time.  “I finished making that other DVD and...I wanted to make another one.  With us.”

“Junyah, I told you.  I’m not into--”

“Elliott, stop.”  He’s closed the distance between us and gazes up into my eyes and I can’t look away, not when he looks at me like that.  Gone is the sexy smirk and teasing eyes.  He’s serious now and I can’t help but listen to him.  “You’re right.  I did get all wrapped up in one upping, Jeff.  Now I wanted to do something for us.  Besides, you’re too fucking hot not to be caught on tape.”

Feel myself waver and I know I shouldn’t.  I know it’s a bad idea, but when he makes that face....  “Junyah...I don’t want this to be like the other one.  I don’t wanna be passed around....”

“It won’t be.  It won’t.”  He presses a kiss to my lips and I can’t stop from leaning into him for more.  “It’s for us.  Just us.”

Uncross my arms and slide them down his sides.  “So why do we need the wild child hovering over us?  Can’t we do this on our own?  We don’t need his nosy ass snoopin’ around.”

“Heeeeeeeeey...I resent th--”

June must have shot him a look because he goes quiet again but I don’t notice since I’m kissing down Dale’s neck.  Bite lightly at his skin and wrap my arms around his waist.  “C’mon...” I purr against his ear.  “We don’t need him here.”  But then I remember how hot he got watching Jeff and his Puppy at Bristol and I add softly, “We could just put in your DVD and have our own fun....”

There’s a low groan at my ear and I swear I’ve got him, that is, until he speaks again.  “Upstairs, Kev.  Set it up, upstairs.”  He presses closer to me and rubs his body against mine.  “I love that idea, Elly, almost as much as I do the thought of getting to watch us later.”  Feel him suck at my earlobe and once again I can feel myself bending to his will.  “Hell, I’d love to get to watch you...see you in ways I can’t.  C’mon, Elly.  Do this with me.”

How can I possibly say no to that?  Pull back to look at him and I can’t believe how turned on he is just from the thought.  His eyes are hooded with desire and I swear his body feels like a furnace next to mine.  I’m still not thrilled about ending up on a video but...if it turns him on this much....  “I’ll do it.”  A broad smile crosses his face but I’m not done yet.  I have my conditions.  “But I’m not being the bitch.”

His eyes widen at my words but after just a moment’s hesitation he nods.  “I’m good with that.”  He grins at me slowly and I can’t help but wonder if I’m missing something.  But with June, you never really know.  “So, wanna beer or something to loosen you up?”

“Or maybe a shot or ten?”  He laughs at my only half kidding comment and leads me to the kitchen.

“There’s some tequila and shot glasses over on the table,” he tells me and motions with his hand as he moves to the fridge to grab the beers.  I walk over to the table and eye the set up curiously.  I’ve never seen June drink much tequila, but I also haven’t been here all that much.  Open the bottle and pour myself a shot.  Toss it back immediately and pour one more as he arrives with the beers.  He hands me one and I knock back a second shot before taking a sip.  “Don’t get too carried away now, Ells.”

“What’s wrong, you afraid I won’t perform?”  Grin at him and reach out to tug him closer.  I can already feel the tequila warming me up inside and suddenly this all doesn’t seem quite as crazy.  “When have I ever disappointed you?”  Wrap my arm around his waist and slide my other hand over his stomach as I pull him closer still.  Move my hand down and palm him through his jeans, giving him a squeeze.  “You gonna be up for this, Junyah?  You ready for all of me?”

I can see he’s a little surprised at my mood shift but if we’re gonna do this, we’re gonna do it my way, just like back in Texas.  “Hell yeah, I’m ready.” He rocks against my hand and I can tell he’s not all talk.  Rub my hand against him and I can feel my blood boil as he tilts his head back for a moment, savoring my touch.  Then he reaches out for the bottle on the table and pours another shot I assume is for himself until he brings it up to my lips.  “Here.  One more for luck.”

Reach up to take the shot glass and drink it all down before setting it aside.  Then I pull him tight against me and kiss him hard on the mouth, nothing like before.  This time it’s not teasing and touching.  This time it’s taking, and I plan to take a lot more before the night is through. He wants a show, I’ll give him a show.  Thrust my tongue into his mouth and he sucks on it almost as if he’s trying to drink up all traces of the tequila.  Tighten my arm around him and get so lost in his touch the beer bottle I was holding slips from my fingers and hits the ground.

“Aw dang it.”  Break the kiss reluctantly and look down to see that fortunately the bottle didn’t break but the beer is all over the floor.

“Don’t worry about it, Elly.  Killer loves beer.  C’mon.”  I hardly even have a chance to look back before he’s tugging me towards the stairs.  I have just one second of hesitation when it hits me what’s upstairs but I don’t care anymore.  All decisions right now are being made below the belt and I’m not arguin’.

Chase him up the stairs and I don’t even stop when I see Harvick in the bedroom.  He’s right, this is about us and if Harvick wants to watch, fine.  It’s not gonna hurt my fun none.  Catch Junior right before he reaches the bed and spin him around to kiss him again.  I’m vaguely aware of the fact Kevin’s got a camera on us but I don’t care.  All I care about now is the hot body moaning against me.

Shake out of my jacket and toss it somewhere across the room.  Then I follow it with June’s sweatshirt and my own.  Pull him against my chest and kiss my way down his neck and across his shoulder.  “You like that, don’tcha Junyah?  You like bein’ watched as much as you do watchin’?”  He nods against my shoulder and it’s only then that I realize Kevin must’ve put the homemade DVD on behind us.  Glance over my shoulder then turn back to Junior with a grin.  You are a kinky shit, aren’tcha?”

“Shut up and kiss me,” he growls back and I give him exactly what he wants even as I can see Kevin movin’ around us out of the corner of my eye.  Apparently Junior wanted an active camera man.  Reach down to unfasten his jeans and I can tell he’s already bursting at the seams.  If it makes him this hot and heavy I think I can live with having our own videographer.   Not like we aren’t always on camera enough as it is. 

Shove his jeans down and wrap my hand around his hard cock.  Give it a few hard strokes then move down to my knees to take him into my mouth.  His moan is music to my ears and the feel of his nails clawing my shoulders only makes it all more intense.  I turn my eyes upward to try to get glimpse of him because he’s always so damn sexy when he’s turned on and it hits me. 

The video is for me too.  That means I’m gonna get to really see him.  Maybe this wasn’t such a bad idea after all.  Bob my head over his length faster and reach up to alternately fondle his balls and stroke the base of his cock until he’s trembling with need.  Perfect.  Just the way I want him.

Pull back and move to my feet, kissing my way up his stomach and sucking at each of his nipples.  He immediately reaches for the waist of my jeans and I don’t stop him.  To be honest, they’re way too tight already.  Kiss my way across his neck then suck at his earlobe as he shoves my jeans down my hips.  “Blow me, Junyah.  I wanna see it on the tape.”  Tear my eyes away from him for just an instant to see Kev near the head of the bed, still recording.  “Let ‘im see how good ya are.  Suck me down good.”

Just the look on his face is enough to get me moanin’.  Throw my head back once he takes me in his hand then look down as he slowly sits down on the end of the bed.  This is something I can never get enough of because June...is like no one else I’ve ever been with.  He’s the only one who’s ever taken down all of me and come back beggin’ for more.  Watch him slide his hand up and down my cock, and I swear he looks up at me with a shit eatin’ grin.  Shiver at the look in his eyes and hold my breath as he leans forward and takes me into his mouth, not stopping until his nose is brushing my stomach and I’m crying out his name.

Thread my fingers through his hair and caress the side of his face as he bobs his head over my length, his hand sliding and squeezing me each time his head pulls back.  “Gawd Almighty, Junyah, don’t you stop.”  Throw my head back again and rock slightly into his mouth as he caresses me with his teeth and tongue and only then do I realize I’m not the only one moaning.

Crack my eyes open and that’s when I see Harvick with the camera, squirming at the side of the room.  He obviously came over to get a better view of Junior and apparently he likes what he sees.  Grin when I see him reach down and rub himself through his jeans and I arch back a little more as June continues to work me over.  He wants a show?  I’m more than happy to give him one now.  He’ll be coming in his pants before this is all over.

Let Junior continue to polish me good until I feel a familiar tightening down below and I reach down and squeeze his shoulder.  I’m not ready for this to be done yet, not when there’s so many more things I can do to him.  Tug him up to his feet and kiss him hard as I run my hands down his back and over his ass.  Continue to kiss him as I spread his cheeks and slide my finger over his ass.  Press harder and I have to practically hold him up as he tries to press down on my finger.  Chuckle at him and tease his lower lip with my teeth.  “Someone’s an eager beaver.”

He snorts at my comment and I get the feeling he’s not the only one, but when I push my finger deeper he suddenly gets more serious.  “Shiiiit, Elly, fuck.  Want that big cock of yours in my ass now.” 

Grin at him and lick my lips when he can’t hold back anymore and tease him, “Yes, Ma’ssa Earnhardt.  Now bend over on that bed and I’ll give you all you can handle.”  I swear his eyes flash in response to my words and he tugs me closer, pulling on my hair as he kisses me again.  Then he pulls back and crawls on to the bed, getting on his hands and knees and shaking his ass at me. 

Give his ass a smack as I move over to his nightstand to get some lube and on my way back I see Harvick seems to be very interested in watching June’s swaying ass.  Pour some lube on my hand and slowly stroke my hard cock as I reach the end of the bed then toss the tube at Kevin.  “Feel free to entertain yourself Hahvick, but don’t you dare miss a thing.  I want this all on tape.”  Chuckle as he scrambles to catch the tube and then I only have eyes for June.

Move behind him and slide both hands over his pretty, pale ass and grin at him as he looks back over his shoulder.  That’s right Earnhardt, your ass is all mine tonight.  Glide my hands over his hips and then move closer, my pulse racing as I press the head of my cock against his tight ass.  Curl my fingers over his skin and rock my hips forward slow, pushing into him inch by torturous inch until I’m completely buried inside. 

“Yes, Junyah, yessssssss,” I groan and thrust my hips forward again.  Junior’s lowers his head as he pushes back against me and I’m only vaguely aware of Kevin moving around to get the perfect “shots” as I slam into his ass again and again.  Pound him until I almost can’t take it anymore and only then do I stop, panting as I pull back.

“Elly, shit, don’t stop.  Dammit, gimmie more.”  Look down at him squirming on the bed, ass in the air and he couldn’t look more inviting.  But he wanted a show, so he’s gonna get one.

“Roll over, Junyah.  Lemme watchya.”  Watch him scramble to get rolled over and in no time I’ve got his feet over my shoulders as I slam into him again.  Run my hands down his thighs as he writhes beneath me and I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything more perfect than his pale skin glistening with sweat as he moves against me.  He reaches down to stroke himself and I get so lost watching him I’ve lost track of anything else...until I feel movement behind me.  “What the--?”

“It’s ok, Elly.  C’mere,” June tells me and tugs me lower, his legs around my shoulders urging me down and into a kiss.  Thrust into him harder and that’s when I feel hands running over my ass...and they aren’t Junior’s.

“Hahvick, what are you--”

“Relax, Sadler.  I’ve seen how you like it.”  I feel a kiss behind my neck and I suddenly realize what Kevin did with the lube I threw him when I feel his cock pushing against my ass.  Feel his lips against my neck again as his arm slides around my waist.  “June wanted to see you like you’re seeing him.  Don’t worry, I’ll make it good for you,” he says as he slowly rocks his hips forward and shit, it shouldn’t feel so good.

Rock back and forth between them and suddenly I’m the world’s most erotic pinball and, fuck me, it feels good.  It’s still a little weird knowing it’s Kevin behind me but he’s not wrong, he is good.  Lean down to kiss Junior and stare into his eyes completely glazed over with lust.  “You planned it all, didn’tcha?”  He nods and I reach down between us to help stroke him.  “You’re gonna kill me, Junyah.  You’re…really…gonna kill me.”

Arch back and thrust into him harder, faster, and I know it’s all gonna be over to soon.  Tighten my hand over June’s and pump him quicker, wanting to see him, to feel him first and he doesn’t disappoint.  Tight muscles clamp down on me like a vice and Kevin slams into me even harder from behind and it’s all too much.  Lunge forward with another hard thrust and that’s all it takes to have me screaming out June’s name.  Fall forward on top of him and groan low as Kevin pounds me a few more times from behind and I’m lost to it all. 

Never in a million years would I have tried something like this on my own and June had to know it.  But, heck, I wouldn’t have ever done half of what he and I have…and looking back…I wouldn’t change a thing.  Feel Kevin pull away and he collapses on the bed beside June as I make myself comfortable at his other side.  Gaze at Kevin for a moment and wonder just how much he’s been in on things lately.  First the other video…now this.  Watch as June reaches for him and pulls him closer for a kiss.  I swear I hear him say “thank you” but before I have time to question it Kevin’s rolling off the bed and heading for the video equipment set up on the dresser.

“So, you mad at me?”  Turn my gaze back to June and wrap my arm over his waist. 

“I should be.”  Lean down and place a few kisses over his chest.  We’ve never really defined what’s going on between us, but this is the first time I’ve ever seen him with anyone else…and I’m still not even sure what I saw.

“But you’re not, are you?  You liked it.”  Turn my eyes up to see a shit eating grin on his face and I just shake my head.

“You’re so bad, Junyah.  So, damn bad…and I love it.” Lean up and capture his lips in a slow kiss.  I still don’t know where this is all going, but I do know one thing.  As long as he’s still wantin’ to celebrate, I’m gonna be around.

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