Tweeter and the Monkey Man

Reno blew out a line o blue tinted smoke, eyes glassy and staring out at the moon and stars lazily. His one hand kept waving from side to side as he tried to connect the dots to form patterns from where he was laying on the warm hood of his partner’s car.

The night hadn’t been too bad for their little side business but it hadn’t been great either. They blamed that on the bears, they had been all over their usual territory thus they had moved to this little side park, where the pickings weren’t as good. But give it a day or two and the people would come, they knew who to trust in getting what they wanted.

“Reno you lit?” Came the deep rumble of his partner’s voice before he came out of the woods, a smirk pulling at his lips. He brushed off his loose fitting jeans before fixing his shades that had slipped down his nose a bit.

“You know it partner…” Reno drawls out before handing the doobie over to the almost seven foot giant. “Make the pitch?” He wonders as he watches the dark skinned man take a short hit. Rude never was one to indulge too much.

“Yeah, it flew nice.” Came the answer as the big man went to sit on the front bumper. While taking off his hat, doobie still in hand, he took another longer hit this time, the end of the roll glowing cherry red in the dark of the night.

“Good… last one of the night.” He purrs out before shifting up on his elbows and moving closer to the older man, reaching out he gives a lazy tug at his friends wife-beater. “Hey pass that back yo! I wanna cherry it out.” He adds as Rude finally hands over the last of the joint.

As he finishes the last of the joint, he holds in the smoke before blowing it out slowly, at first he tried to blow smoke rings like Rude could before giving up. It seemed he could only blow smoke rings when he wasn’t high… go figure.

“You know, been thinking partner… we are Tweeter and the Monkey man.” Reno says with a smirk as he shifts before sliding so he was behind Rude, one leg on either side of him, while he presses his chest against his partners back.
“If we are Tweeter and the Monkey man, who’s who?” Rude says as he tilts his head back to land on his partners shoulder.

“You’re the Monkey man and I’mma Tweeter.” Reno says seriously as his one hand went around Rude’s chest, while his other hand found Rude’s which was twice as big as his own. And Reno wasn’t that small, he was about average height 5’7, though not as big and broad as Rude but he wasn’t a pipsqueak either.

“Wait didn’t the Monkey Man die at the end of the song?” Rude asks with a frown before blowing at a choppy strand of his partner’s bright crimson hair.

“Really? Didn’ know that.” Reno says as he rests his head on his partners, his mind was fuzzy, but then again their stuff was always the best. “Then I don’ wanna be Tweeter and the Monkey man no more. Don’ want ya not with me.” He adds with a hum.

“Good cause their aint no way you are leavin’ me behind.” Rude growls as he interlocks their fingers and gives them a squeeze. Reno gave a nod as he settled in against his lovers back.

“I can’ wait for that bear to leave our territory, then we can make our money again.” Reno says suddenly after a time of peaceful high silence.

“I kinda like it here, give it a few days and our regulars will figure it out. Plus being here instead of outside of Tseng’s club means I can do this…” Rude pauses before shifting so he was facing Reno while still leaning against the car. One of his big hands was easily popping out the three buttons that were actually done up out of all the rest on the dress shirt. While the other was rubbing at the growing bulge in his lovers pants. “With out having to rush to our house,” He finishes with a smirk.

Reno moaned as he tilted his head back a bit while watching his lover. He shivered as his shirt fell open. “Rude.” He whispers while one hand cupped the back of his lover’s bald head.

Rude watched as Reno cried out at he tugged at the redheads pierced nipples before going down to play with the piercing in the young mans navel. He smirked as Goosebumps appeared on the other mans pale skin.
“I wont fuck you here, at least not tonight. Ain’t got no lube.” He growls as he suddenly undoes his lover’s loose jeans to get to the hard cock underneath. “Commando… I like it.” He adds with a chuckle.

“Rude.” Reno hisses out as he squirms and arches against the older man. He shivers and leans back onto the hood of the car. Rude tightens his grip on his Reds shaft while starting to jerk him off.

“Hold still Ren, or I’ll stop.” Came Rude’s growl as his hand slows threateningly. Whimpering Reno forces himself to still, he needed it so much as he lets himself get noticeably louder as Rude continues to jerk him off while pulling at his nipples. It didn’t take him long to come crying out loudly, shuddering in pleasure as he comes hard all over his own stomach.

“That’s what I like to see.” Rude murmurs as Reno lies their panting, as his come cools on his stomach. Reaching down he rubs the come into his lover’s skin.

“Rude…” Reno whispers as he slips from the cars roof, onto his knees in front of the bigger man. “I wanna taste you.” he finishes while his hands undo Rude’s belt and jeans to get at his huge pierced cock.

“Then suck me Red, suck me good and proper. Then when we get home maybe I will fuck you.” He rumbles out while one hand fists in his lovers long choppy bright red hair. “When we get home, I want to mark you permanently. Will you let me?” He asks while giving a tug to the soft hair in his fist.

“Yes.” Reno hisses as his hand slides down his lovers length hitting the barbells as he goes making the bald man growl. Once his hand was at the base of the heavy erection, he leans forwards and takes him into his mouth happily.

Moaning around the hard cock while his tongue fiddles with the ladder piercing, shivering as Rude fists his hair tighter tugging on it as Reno slowly slides further down his cock. Rude shifted his hand as he directed his lover’s head up and down his cock while moaning in pleasure. “That’s it Red, suck me harder, want to come down your throat.” He growls as he holds the man still while starting to thrust down his partner’s throat.

Reno loved doing this for his partner, especially how Rude’s voice dropped to a low husky growl. He loved how his lover only talked so much to him, so he did as he was ordered sucking harder as the huge man continues to thrust into his mouth till he forces the full length of his cock down Reno’s throat as he comes hard growling.

Panting and sputtering a bit as he licks at his lips, Reno looks up at Rude, he smiles before pressing a kiss to the softening cock, before he was hulled up and kissed deeply.

“Good boy, Red.” Rude whispers before he reaches down and tucks himself back into his pants and does it up. “Tuck your self in Reno and we will be going home, I’m gonna mark you as soon as we are there.” He whispers as he grabs his hat and smirks at the younger man.

Nodding his head Reno does as told tucking his half hard cock back into his pants before walking around the car and sliding into the passenger seat. Rude gave a chuckle as he got behind the wheel before heading out of the park and headed into the city.

It didn’t take them long to get to their apartment. Once they were in their house, Rude pushes Reno towards the kitchen as he heads into their room. “Sit in a chair and get your hair off your face.” He calls out from their bedroom as he gets his kit. Reno blinked at the order before grabbing a bandana to keep the hair from his face while he waits.

When Rude comes back he smirking while dragging a chair closer to where his lover was sitting. “Close your eyes, this is gonna hurt but I know you can handle it. I’ll give ya a healin’ materia after, just be a good boy now and keep still.” Rude says as he turns the boys head to the side once his eyes were closed. He starts up his tattoo gun and starts to slowly ink to curving likes along the top of his partner’s cheek bones. It took him two hours to finish the relatively simple tattoos but he was being overly careful not wanting to mess up.

“There done.” He whispers in pride before leaning in and kissing Reno deeply while pressing a healing materia to the slot on his lovers leather shackle, chuckling into the kiss at the boys jump and hiss at the tingling sensation as the new tattoos healed. “Now you’re mine, my Tweeter. I might be the Monkey man but I aint planning on dieing anytime soon or at all.” He growls as he pulls back from the kiss with a smirk.

“Yours Rude, now I’m marked as it too,” Reno whispers as he breaths deeply while the effects of the healing materia take full effect, making him light headed as he leans back in his chair. “Not gonna let you die any time soon, your mine.” He adds with a smirk.

“That’s what I like to hear Tweeter, now let’s get to bed.” Rude says as he easily picks his partner up before heading to their bed room.

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And here is the song that gave this fic its inspiration:

Tweeter and the Monkey Man were hard up for cash
They stayed up all night selling cocaine and hash
To an undercover cop who had a sister named Jan
For reasons unexplained she loved the Monkey Man
Tweeter was a Boy Scout 'cuz he went to Vietnam
And found out the hard way nobody gives a damn
They knew that they'd find freedom just across the Jersey line
So they hopped into a stolen car, took Highway 99

And the walls came down
All the way to hell
Never saw them when they standin'
Never saw them when they fell

The undercover cop never liked the Monkey Man
Even back in childhood, he wanted to see him in the can
Jan got married at fourteen to a racketeer named Bill
She made secret calls to the Monkey Man from a mansion on the hill
It was out on Thunder Road, Tweeter at the wheel
They crashed into paradise, you could hear the tires squeal
The undercover cop pulled and said "Everyone is a liar
If you don't surrender now, it's gonna go down the the wire"

And the walls came down
All the way to hell
Never saw them when they standin'
Never saw them when they fell

An ambulance rolled up, State Trooper close behind
Tweeter took his gun away and messed up his mind
The undercover cop was left tied up to a tree
Near the souvenir stand by the old abandoned factory
Next day the undercover cop was hot in pursuit
He was takin' the whole thing personal
He didn't care about the loot
Jan who'd told him many times "It was you to me who'd taught,
In Jersey everything's legal as long as you don't get caught"

And the walls came down
All the way to hell
Never saw them when they standin
Never saw them when they fell

Some place by Riway prison they ran out of gas
The undercover cop had cornered 'em, said "Oh, you didn't think that this could last"
Jan jumped up out of bed said "There's some place I gotta go"
She took the gun out of the drawer, and said "It's best that you don't know"
The undercover cop was found face down in a field
The Monkey Man was on the river bridge using Tweeter as a shield
Jan said to the Monkey Man "I'm not fooled by Tweeters curl
I knew him long before he ever became a Jersey girl"

And the walls came down
All the way to hell
Never saw them when they standin
Never saw them when they fell

Now the town of Jersey City is quieting down again
I'm sitting in a gambling club called The Lion's Den
The TV set was blown up, every bit of it is gone
Ever since the nightly news showed that the Monkey Man was on
I guess I'll go to Florida to get myself some sun
There ain't no more opportunity here, everything's been done
Sometimes I think of Tweeter, sometimes I think of Jan
Sometimes I don't think about nothin' but the Monkey Man

And the walls came down
All the way to hell
Never saw them when they standin
Never saw them when they fell

Tweeter and the Monkey Man by Traveling Wilburys