Fandom:	Houston Knights
Series:	Exhibitions
Rating:	NC17
Pairing:	Joe/Levon
Archive:	Starwinder's
Title:	Exhibitions: Ice Cream
Author:	Starwinder
e-mail:	starwinder2of7@gmail.com
Standard Disclaimer: Houston Knights belongs to Jay Bernstein and Michael Butler and Columbia Pictures. No copyright infringement is intended. This is fan fiction, written out of love for the shows. I am making no money off this. I have no money so please don't sue me. Any original characters who may appear in these stories are the property of the author.

Exhibitions: Ice Cream
By Starwinder

Lundy and LaFiamma watched as Esteban walked away from the Brownsville Police Department with the gun LaFiamma had given him tucked into his waistband. Neither man commented on what Esteban might be planning to do with that weapon.

Lundy turned back to LaFiamma with a sigh. "Long way home. You wanna drive?"

"Nope. I'm hungry." He gave Lundy a look that said what he was hungry for was the cowboy.

Lundy shook his head as they headed for the Jimmy. "So, what'd'ya want to eat?" He asked ignoring the thought that he knew exactly what LaFiamma wanted to 'eat'.

"I don't know. How about ice cream?"

"Ice cream! It's the middle of the winter, Boy! What do you want ice cream for?" Lundy stopped and looked at LaFiamma across the hood of the Jimmy.

"I just do. Okay?" LaFiamma opened the passenger's side door of the Jimmy and climbed in.

"Okay." Lundy grinned as he got in on the driver's side. "So what kinda ice cream do you want?"

"'Sasho." LaFiamma grinned.

"Boy, don't you ever get tired of the taste of pistachios?" Lundy demanded, commenting on the fact that LaFiamma was constantly eating the things.

"Nope. Hard serve, hand dipped." LaFiamma specified.

Lundy sighed. "Can't swear we'll find any around here."

LaFiamma grinned. "We passed a quickie mart on the way in. Sign said they had 38 flavors of hard serve. I oughta be able to find something I like, even if they ain't got 'sasho."

Lundy grinned. It figured that LaFiamma would have made a note of where he could get what he wanted.

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Half an hour later they were on the highway headed north to Houston. LaFiamma was happily licking on a large cone of pistachio ice cream, working it carefully to make the indentation between the scoops disappear.

He turned the cone in his hand licking slowly all the way around it. Then began making small licks up the sides, smoothing the cone into the shape he wanted. He looked into the darkened side window and noted that Lundy was watching him even though he was pretending not to.

He grinned and turned in the seat to face Lundy. He opened his mouth and slid the ice cream point first into his mouth then twisted the cone, sucking on it lightly before withdrawing it and licking his lips.

"Hummmm! This is some good ice cream, Lundy. You want some?" He held it out to his partner as he reached over with his left hand and began to wrap a strand of Lundy's hair around his fingers.

Lundy grinned but shook his head.

"You sure?" LaFiamma practically purred his voice husky with arousal. He slid closer to Lundy in the seat and began to lick the ice cream. He made sure that Lundy could get a good view without taking his eyes too far off the road and then very slowly licked up the side of the ice cream from the top of the cone to the tip of the ice cream. He turned it just a little and repeated the licking.

Lundy groaned.

LaFiamma grinned. He was finally getting the response he wanted from his partner. He un-entwined his fingers from Lundy's hair and changed hands with the ice cream. Reaching across he brushed his hand over Lundy's cock. Very lightly, barely touching it but the action caused Lundy to groan again and jerk his hips upward.

The Jimmy swerved. LaFiamma grinned.

"Dammit! LaFiamma! You want me to have a wreak!" Lundy snapped.

LaFiamma laughed. "No. I just wanna suck your cock."

Lundy shook his head. "We're in the middle of a highway, LaFiamma. Ain't no telling who might..."

"Lundy! We ain't seen another vehicle in twenty minutes! Ain't nobody on this road but us. 'Sides dark as it is, what could they see? At most that somebody's head's in your lap. Anything else would be pure speculation. So pull over and slide the seat back. Gimme room to work." LaFiamma slipped the ice cream back into his mouth, sucked on it, slipped it back out and licked it. His eyes were as hot as the ice cream was cold. He repeated, "I want to suck your cock...now."

There was no way that Lundy could resist the heat in those eyes. He pulled over and slid the seat back.

Joe handed him the ice cream. "Hold this." He leaned across and undid Lundy's belt then opened the tight jeans. Reaching inside he closed his hand on Lundy's cock.

The cowboy gasped at the contact. He was already hard, almost painfully erect inside the tight jeans.

"You're gonna have to raise up and lemme pull them down some, Cowboy. I can't get it out this way. Jeans are too tight."

Levon complied, arching up to let Joe tug the tight jeans down enough that he could get to Levon's cock.

Once it was out, Joe just looked at it for a minute, with a happy smile on his face, then with a grin he looked up at Levon. "You always say that you like how hot my mouth is. Well Cowboy, cold is a whole 'nother sensation. Gimme a taste of the ice cream." He opened his mouth and tilted his head so that Levon could slide the ice cream into his mouth.

Levon slowly guided the ice cream into Joe waiting mouth. He couldn't believe how erotic the act was. His cock jumped under Joe's hand as he slid the ice cream into his lover's mouth, twisted it as Joe sucked lightly on it then withdrew it.

As soon as the ice cream left his lips Joe bent his head and closed his chilled mouth around the head of Levon's cock.

Levon gasped at the contact. Cold was definitely a whole 'nother sensation!

Joe slid his mouth down the shaft of Levon's cock taking it all in a long slow glide. He pulled back up and sucked gently on just the head. He lifted his head off the cock and held his mouth open.

Levon slid the ice cream back into his mouth. His other hand went to the back of Joe's head. He tangled his fingers into his lover's hair, getting a grip he could use to guide Joe's movements. He pulled the ice cream out of Joe's mouth then thrust it back in, trembling with excitement as he fucked his lover's face with the ice cream cone.

Joe let him. His hand grasped Levon's cock, stroking it as Levon held him by the hair and slid the ice cream cone into his mouth then slowly pulled it back out. He moaned around the cone. His hand speeded up on Levon's cock.

Levon groaned and arched up. He was about to come. Yanking the ice cream out of Joe's sucking mouth he shoved his lover's mouth down on his cock.

Joe closed his cold lips around the head of Levon's cock. Moaning and trembling with pleasure he clamped down on the cock as it began to gush hot cream into his frigid mouth.

Levon held him down on it until he had swallowed every drop of the hot cum. Then he pulled him up. Handing the nearly finished ice cream cone back to Joe he reached out and undid his lover's belt, unzipped his pants and pulled Joe's rigid cock out of his pants.

He pushed Joe back into the passenger's set, guiding his lover's free hand to the rigid cock. "Jack yourself." He commanded as he took the ice cream back from Joe.

He slid his right hand behind Joe's head to hold him and raised the ice cream to his lover's lips.

Joe moaned with desire when he realized that Levon intended to fuck his face with the ice cream while he jacked off. He opened his mouth and let Levon thrust the stub of the ice cream into it.

Trembling with excitement he knew he wouldn't last long. He grabbed the handkerchief out of his pocket and wrapped it around the head of his cock so that he wouldn't ruin his suit when he came. He stroked his cock rapidly, almost ready to come before he had even begun. He arched up and cried out around the ice cream Levon was thrusting into his mouth as he began to come.

Levon yanked the cone out of Joe's mouth and clamped his mouth down on his partner's. Thrusting his tongue deep into Joe's mouth he inhaled the taste of the ice cream and savored the sensation of his hot tongue tangling with Joe's cold one.

Joe arched away from the back of the seat, reaching out with his free hand clutching at his lover trying to draw him closer.

Levon moved in, wrapping his free arm around Joe still holding the ice cream in that hand. He held Joe close for a long time, not breaking the kiss, enjoying the feel of his lover's body trembling in his arms. Finally he drew back just a little letting Joe slump back into the seat. He stroked Joe's hair gently. For a long moment he just looked deeply into his partner's eyes. The love he saw there still amazed him. The depth of it was almost frightening, making him wonder. [What did I ever do to deserve him? How can I ever hope to hold him?] He looked away.

Holding up the ice cream he asked, "You want any more of this?"

With a grin, Joe replied, "It served it's purpose!"

He rolled down the window.

Levon tossed the remains of the cone out.

As they rearranged their clothes Joe watched Levon. He knew that look. Levon got it every time Joe let how he felt about his partner show in his eyes. [When's he gonna understand? Love ain't something that you earn, something that you have to deserve to get.....Love just is.]

Levon cranked the Jimmy and pulled back onto the highway.

The End.