The
Big Luau
by luvhandlz
Rating: R
Pairing: Joe
Friday/Bill Gannon
Warnings
(highlight to view):
nothing to warn for
"More oil, Buttercup?" asked Officer Gannon as he languidly twirled the
hairs on Joe Friday's back.
"Just a little, please." Joe shivered slightly at Bill's touch.
Gannon sighed and lay back on the beach blanket. "When's
McGarrett supposed to get here?"
Joe looked at his watch. "Just around sunset. We got hours
yet."
"Great, then I've got time for a swim," chortled Gannon, as he leapt up
from the blanket. Joe watched affectionately as Officer Bill ran
to
the water's edge. He twitched his buttocks saucily at Joe before
he
plunged into the water. Sometime later, he emerged spluttering,
his
trunks clinging suggestively to his spindly shanks. Joe felt his
manhood
surge at the sight.
"Let's go to our hotel room and try out the whirlpool bath," he husked
as Gannon flopped onto the blanket again.
"McGarrett sure picked a swanky hotel for us, didn't he, Joe? And
them pink satin sheets - hoo boy! How did he know I was partial
to
pink sheets?"
"It's his job to know these things, Bill. He's a highly trained
and experienced officer of the law, not to mention a great dancer."
At dusk, the boys made their way back down to the beach. In the
flaring light of tiki torches, they saw Steve McGarrett make his
entrance.
Resplendent in a grass skirt and coconut bra, he carried a large ebony
phallus with the words, "With Love from the HPD Night Shift" embossed
in gold. He rode an elaborately carved throne borne on the backs
of a dozen naked Polynesians, their muscles glistening with oil.
Trotting beside the throne and tethered to it by a leash was
Dano, wearing only a hibiscus flower behind his ear and
leather chaps.
With a flourish of drums, McGarrett leapt from the throne. He
bitchslapped Dano with the phallus, and his partner fell groveling at
his feet.
"Aloha, my friends," McGarrett said, addressing Joe and Bill with a
regal wave. "I trust your room is to your liking."
Bill and Joe exchanged meaningful glances. Joe cleared his
throat. "It was exactly to specifications, thank you."
"And the strawberry lube was much appreciated," Bill added eagerly.
"If either of you fancy a quick one, I've got Dano all greased up."
"Thanks, Steve; maybe later," replied Joe.
Gannon pouted in disappointment. "But that's butter flavor
Crisco, my favorite."
"Now, Bill," Joe chided, "your Viagra treatment will last for another
couple of hours yet. Be patient."
"Let's eat, then," said McGarrett expansively. He led Joe and
Bill to a large fire pit, beside which sat two pigs wrapped in plantain
leaves.
"We're not going to eat them just like that, are we?" asked Bill.
"Of course not," replied McGarrett. "Cook 'em, Dano!"
End
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