Authors note: okay, so I was actually going for the whole cute oneshot thing...#fail

Chapter 2 out of 2

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"Hold his arms down," Josh said, stepping on Chris' hands with his bare feet, succeeding in preventing him from getting up.

I looked at him blankly, not registering.

"I'm serious," he said through gritted teeth.

Chris tried to stand but I followed the orders and like lightening had both of his hands clamped in my iron grip. I was at least five times stronger than the man. At the very least anyway.

I looked on with almost maddened glee as I saw Cerulli gradually grow more and more frustrated. Sexy. I don't know what had happened to my sense of moral, but I was now finding a person struggling in fear very satisfying. Every scrunch of his perfect brows, every bite of his lip- it was all hot.

If Balz was going to go down this route too then it wasn't just me who was going to have to take responsibility for my actions.

"Hold him firmly, I don't want him wriggling around," Balz breathed, getting on his knees. I ran my hands down Chris' arms and made him sink down to his elbows. Now that he was lower down, I could see what his band mate was doing.

Balz pulled the mans legs back so that he lay on his stomach. Then he threw the small white towel off with his teeth.

I loved my life.

"Don't you fucking dare Balz," Chris muttered, clenching his jaw and trying to look behind him. I knew he was struggling as much as he could against me, but it only felt like a tickle. Maybe I should go back to being a body builder; I missed the satisfaction of outdoing other men in strength.

"You gonna just sit there and watch again you sick fuck? Don't let him-nnnn...mmmn fuck! Stop!" Chris cried, raising his hips off the ground, but then giving up against the firm hold Balz had on his legs.

I watched as that delicious mound bounced around from the brief movement, licking my lips.

"Fuck you Richter," Chris growled, sending me a death glare that actually scared me. I bit my lip nervously, making sure my hands were firmly placed over his arms still.

My ears pricked up to the sound of wet squelching. Josh was having the time of his life, rubbing his face between the two firm mounds with no care about the amount of saliva he was producing. He was literally drooling all over the thing.

When Chris started to moan quietly, I felt him stop resisting against me. I let go of his arms and grabbed his hands, pulling him towards me so that he was lying flat against the hard ground. He didn't resist; his body was limp and he continued to moan. I sat on his back anyway after letting him go, just in case.

"Open it for me," Josh breathed as he caught his breath with his tongue stuck out, saliva producing a thin silver string that connected him to Chris' asshole.

I didn't need to be told twice. Soon I had both of Chris' firm soft mounds in each hand, squeezing them hard and spreading them apart. My hands felt glorious, I squeezed them again and heard the man beneath me yelp.

"Don't lie, you fucking love all this attention," I heard myself say. Right, so I had obviously changed my sexuality within the span of ten minutes. First I was just an innocent and confused onlooker, but now I was eyeing another mans winking asshole, feeling my dick pulsate at the thought of taking him. A thought that I would pay good money to fulfill.

"Go deeper," I murmured to Josh, who was wriggling his tongue around the tight looking opening. He dipped it in and out gently at first, but when his tongue actually started to enter inside he went mad. He batted my hands away and started to ravish Chris.

I heard something that stuck needles through my chest. Chris moaned. He moaned really fucking loud.

The fact that he was enjoying this was such an incredible turn on. He moaned again, but it sounded muffled. I jumped off his back, scooting back to admire his face. He looked lost, his eyelids covering his eyes for the most part but fluttering. Something had obviously clicked and cranked up his senses.

Like I suspected, his hands were covering his mouth and the muffled groans were lost in the palm of his hands.

I wanted to hear it. I wanted his voice to bounce off every wall of this shower room. I wanted the echo to be engraved into my head.

Obliviously maddened, I pried his hands apart only to make him bite down on his lip. Grabbing his his chin roughly, I forced him to look up at me. He did, his eyes clouded with emotion. I felt a chill rattle down my spine like nothing before.

'W-a-t-c-h b-o-y.' I was reminded of Chris' taunting and the fact that I was still indeed watching.

"Josh, pause for a second," I said over Chris' head.

Balz reluctantly moved away, admiring his work. He slapped Chris' ass for good measure before sitting back.

The man was completely limp. I easily turned him around so that he was lying on his back. "Carry on, " I murmured.

Balz gave Chris a long look, then turned to me. "Want a go? " he asked hesitantly, frowning at his words. I didn't blame him, it was pretty strange to be sharing.

I nodded, and we swapped positions. He didn't waste time, he instantly latched onto Chris' neck and sucked hard on different patches. Chris' toes were clenching.

Balz was good.

I was better.

I didn't check to measure the mans flexibility before I spread his legs apart as far as I could. His legs quivered a bit, indicating that I had hurt him.

Good.

I got up on my knees and bought Chris' lower body with me. He hooked a leg around my neck to stop himself slamming back into the ground. Smirking, I grabbed his firm thighs, squeezing them with all my might. His legs well and truly rivalled a stunning woman's, albeit much firmer and much more toned.

They felt really good in my hands.

I looked down to see his attention on me now. Balz had to stop what he was doing too since I had forced Chris into a reverse wheelbarrow.

It was no different to what I would have done to a woman, bar the half hard cock that was twitching near my face. It was intimidatingly larger than mine and Josh's but that made the whole thing more exciting. We were turning this man into a mess.

At least he would be when I was through with him.

I dragged my tongue firmly from his sack, all the way down to the tip of his spine. I looked down to see him bite his lip so hard he drew blood.

I repeated the motion but dragged my tongue less tentatively; he tasted good enough. The sweet juices of a woman made this kind of thing appealing to me, but with Chris it was his god damn facial expressions. He looked scared, but he wasn't doing or saying anything to get us to stop. It was fucking obvious that he wanted this, maybe he was just new to it?

"Don't worry Motionless, I'll take good care of you. I won't drop you," I assured him, smirking when I felt him relax in his raised position a bit more.

I dove down to tongue his entrance, wriggling my tongue inside like I saw Josh do earlier. I tried to go deeper though, forcing myself in but never really remaining inside since Chris kept pushing me out. I squeezed his firm ass cheeks hard, wincing when he jerked upwards and dug his heel into my back.

Once I'd had my fun, I gently lowered him to the ground. Balz was still sitting back on his heels, just watching Chris' every move, eyes fixed on his lips.

I watched in confusion as he bent his head over the man, cautiously allowing him space to move if he wanted. Chris just lay they there with his glazed expression, but when Josh pressed his lips against his, he responded instantly.

As I watched Chris' member grow into full hardness right before my eyes, I got even more aroused. He really did want to go through all of it. That whore...I was going to make him moan so loud that it would be impossible to say we forced him.

Their kiss was so intense that I had a gut feeling that Balz was trying to bring his attention away from me. He was treating this like a game; who could please Chris the most. When said singer raised his arms and wrapped them around Josh's neck to pull him in deeper I snarled.

Fuck no.

I unhooked Chris' leg from my neck, putting one of his toes in my mouth and biting down on it hard for good measure. Chris pulled away from the heated make out session and gasped.
I took that opportunity to move up his body and get in between the two.

"You can have him back in a second Balz," I said, ignoring the pissed off look he was giving me while I poked my fingers between Chris' bruised pink lips. He didn't know what to do, and I gulped at the innocent look he directed up at me. It was kinda....cute.

"Suck," I ordered, closing my eyes in bliss when I felt his tongue massage my two fingers. Just from that I could tell that he was a good kisser. Above that, he could probably give the best head. I remembered that he'd told Balz quite strongly that he wouldn't do that. I wouldn't force him, there was no way I was gonna risk him freaking out. I didn't want this ending prematurely.

The man didn't have a gag reflex; I'd pushed my fingers in so deep I was pretty sure I was now close to the back of his throat. I looked back at him to see his piercing eyes starring up at me, half hidden by his long eyelashes. I didn't, however, miss the small tear that escaped from the corner of his eyes, smudging his eyeliner and making a black line stream down into his already wet hair. I was choking him.

I quickly retrieved my hand, and he coughed instantly. Before he had time to catch his breath, he started moaning.

Right in front of me, Josh latched himself onto one of the singers small nipples. Judging from his exasperated expression he was really sensitive there.

Josh had perfect timing. So while he was distracting Chris I moved off the guy's stomach and raised his leg again. I nudged one wet finger against his entrance, slowly circling the skin to get him to relax. My actions could very well end things instantly, but I wanted him. I wanted him so bad that there was no right or wrong anymore. Just need.

He was already completely relaxed, so I pushed my finger inside.

He gasped, "No! Wait a se- Ahhhnnn...,mmmm!" his voice was all sultry and honey-like. It didn't matter what he was saying because all I heard was 'fuck me now'.

I didn't want him causing a fuss, so before he could finish his protest I had grabbed his huge cock and started pumping it with my fist.

That shut him up fast. I wriggled my finger around inside, trying to find his sweet spot. It wasn't happening, since Chris was just moaning quietly as I massaged his length.

I pushed a second finger in, scissoring him a little to stretch him. He winced and groaned at the feel, obviously not enjoying it. When my fingers were slipping in and out of him easily, I drove into him fast and hard.

And he literally screamed. I found it again when I bent my fingers upwards. His toes were clenching and relaxing spontaneously.

"You like this Cerulli, huh?" I asked crudely. A shade of pink dusted lightly across his cheeks and he looked away from me embarrassed. That's when I made a self note to myself that I was going to stretch him good, fuck him senseless and worry about the consequences later. Did he understand just how aroused he'd made me?

I'd almost forgotten about Balz, who crept up out of nowhere and snogged the singers face off again, completely shutting him up. His eyes were narrowing towards me, flashing me a warning look.

I wanted to hear that voice and that was why I hated sharing. I stopped being so brutal and began caressing the soft silky walls, making sure I was brushing my fingertips against the older man's prostrate. Similarly, I stroked his shaft teasingly slow.

He let out an uncharacteristic whimper into the kiss he was receiving, lifting his head off the ground slightly as he fidgeted around.

I picked up the pace, enjoying the sensual way Chris was bucking his hips. He was teasing me so much with every single movement, perhaps it was a good thing he wasn't a moaning mess right now.

However, after a few moments of muffled moans Chris pulled away from his friends mouth to gasp for breath.

"Oh god, I'm gonna cum," he breathed frantically, getting up on his elbows and desperately trying to see what I was doing to him. In doing so, he completely sat on my hand, making my fingers drive into him deeper.

He moaned lowly, gritting his teeth. I went wild and bent my fingers again and again, making him a hyperventilating quivering mess. He was so sexy. I groaned as his tight walls squeezed the life out of my fingers.

Suddenly I felt cold as the singers glorious body was removed from me, his leg sliding off my shoulder and his foot falling into my lap.

I looked up angrily at Balz who gave me a soft look in return. He nodded at me, and I guessed he was thinking it was time to stop fooling around. What he had in mind though, I didn't know.

I sat back and let him do what he was going to do. Chris was on the brink of orgasm and not willing to resist being maneuvered. He planted his hands on the ground when Balz turned him and sat him on his heels. I scooted closer so that I was sitting directly behind the man and placed my hands on his waist, stroking his hips soothingly with my thumb. His skin was as soft as candyfloss, and he smelt so sweet. So far the man was one-hundred-percent edible.

Being an animal in heat, I grew impatient quickly and started kissing down Chris' back. I couldn't help but narrow my eyes to judge the proximity of my cock to his ass. I was so close to taking him. I grit my teeth and tried to think of something unsexy as I continued to kiss down his back.
Joshua Balz.

I looked up again at the dude to see him waiting for my attention. I stopped my actions and gave him my attention.

"What is it?" I asked, not understanding what he seemed to be trying to tell me by nodding his head to the side.

He rolled his eyes, then reached over Chris to mutter to me, "You can take the back, I want the front...," he said, looking at me for approval.

I looked at him wide eyed, he wanted the front? Well this was going to be interesting.

He grabbed the back of the singer's head gently, nudging him forward. "Open you mouth Chris," he said softly, nudging him again. He was treating the man like a ticking bomb and rightfully so.
Chris shook his head, looking away from the erect cock that was right in front of him.

"Raise your beautiful tush," I whispered into the raven man's hair, running my fingers down his back for good measure. I felt him shudder before he shifted onto his hands and knees.

I looked around for anything to use as lube. Not feeling too fussy, I just grabbed my gym bag and picked out my stretch mark oil. I needed it since loosing muscle mass on tour did a number on your skin and your tattoos.

I poured a generous amount into my palm then rubbed my hands together. I oiled up my length until it glistened, then stroked Chris' entrance with my thumb again. He wriggled his peachy ass from side to side, trying to press onto my finger.

I paused to rethink my actions. I was just about to enter a man. I definitely wanted it right here and now, but what if we all ended up regretting it?

Chris turned his head to the side, looking back at me silently. I tried to analyze him, having no clue what he was thinking.

After a moment, he smirked. "I wouldn't Brandon, you can't handle me," his golden eyes were piercing through the many walls of patience I had built up in order not to rape him. I could literally hear the bricks crash to the ground.

I griped his hips hard, my nails digging into his skin. He snapped his head forward when I shoved half of myself inside him without warning. He was so fucking tight, but with an attitude like his I wasn't surprised.

He clamped his walls down all around me like an angry vice, and I gritted my teeth. He was trying to fucking milk me from my orgasm, but I could handle him.

I slid back slightly for leverage, then slammed myself as hard as I could right into him.
We both cursed loudly together. I grabbed what I could of his hair and pulled his head up, making him arch his back. I bucked my hips powerfully and his honey voice rewarded my ears again.

I rocked in and out of him blissfully, indulging myself in his tight heat. Nothing could compare to this; I was flying higher than any drug could take me.

He started to meet my thrusts half way, adding to the dangerous friction. I think I was moaning louder than him at this point, I could barely hear him.

Balz was patiently guiding the singers face towards his cock, never forcing him forwards onto him but keeping himself well within reach of the singers open mouth.

"Come here," Balz encouraged, his will power was admirable.

I managed to stop thrusting, knowing full well that I was about to come any second and that I needed to pull out to catch myself before I did. I slapped Chris' rear, enjoying the delectable sound the action made echo across the room.

Chris shuddered, but didn't make a sound. His back muscles clenched and he pushed his hips back, either trying to slip onto my dick or get me to hit him again.

So I did both a single time, and pulled away instantly. He reached down tormented, grabbed his cock and began to stroke himself furiously.

"Oh no you don't," Balz said, grabbing the writhing mans elbows and forcing him to lean into him.

They struggled around for a while, but eventually Josh one that battle.

"No ones gonna touch you until you've touched me," Josh demanded, bending his knees slightly to poke the mans mouth with his dick.

Chris grabbed Josh's waist and pulled him closer. "You won't last 30 seconds," I heard the older man say before he opened his mouth wide and took the whole thing up

Josh looked like he was shitting himself. I almost laughed.

"Holy....!" Josh managed to gasp before he steadied himself by grabbing the back of Chris' head.

Still, his knees bucked after a few seconds and he fell on his ass. Chris went with him, placing his head in the other mans lap and continuing where he left off. Josh gasped and I could see his eyes rolling to the back of his head.

"Ahhhhh!" the blood was rushing to his face faster than I thought humanly possible. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck, this isn't happening right now!" he moaned.

I could see Chris' lips lift up into a devious smirk, and he released Balz with a pop, "Fifteen seconds in," he said calmly.

I couldn't believe the faces Balz was pulling. I was definitely not letting him live this down.

"No...no no no no!" Balz' legs were flaying around, and he was gripping the older man's hair tightly with both hands. Chris bared it, and dragged his tongue along the underside reaching Balz' balls. He popped one in his mouth gently and sucked.

Balz' toes were curling and he was gritting his teeth like he was suffering from frostbite. The poor kid was about to spill his seed embarrassingly quick. If he came, then it wouldn't matter how many points he scored earlier; I would win this game by default.

He scooted back suddenly, instantly distancing himself from Chris.

The midnight haired man looked up from his position on the floor, then crawled towards the younger man silently. Arriving on all fours, Chris placed a hand on either side of Balz who was now frozen still.

From where I was, I could see Chris lean in smoothly and bite his band mates bottom lip. Balz was more than willing and moaned into the kiss, reaching up and tangling his fingers in Chris' hair that was now dry and falling just bellow his ears. Gone was that soaking wet sexy mess that was resisting our advances.

I found myself edging closer. I was a man on the road; I couldn't help it. Chris had his perky ass up in the air, his hole looking stretched and open due to my previous assaults.

I threw myself inside him again with no warning. Chris' scream was lost in Balz's mouth. He stopped kissing the younger man and grabbed his shoulders instead, whimpering slightly in pain.

I pushed forward a bit more, seating myself inside him comfortably. When he stopped contracting around me, I slowly rocked in and out. It may have been slow, but each stroke was forceful and heavy. He rested his face in the crook of Balz' shoulder, pressing his lips onto his friends neck.

The way he was whimpering made both me and Balz almost feel embarrassed. It was so adorable, it made me want to do so many other things to the man but I wasn't prepared to break 'edge' in front of Balz. He wouldn't catch me loose my cool and I certainly wasn't going to cum first.

Chris reached down to grab his own length, but I caught his hand. "I don't think you've earned that yet, " I grunted into his ear. Hunching down I sucked on his earlobe gently, teasing it with just my lips and no teeth. Balz was soaking in all the expressions I couldn't see, in a trance.

"Oh yeah? " Chris said, turning around so that he slipped out of me. "Just like you've not earned anything?" he smirked, lifting one of his endless legs and placing a foot on my chest.

I felt his toes wriggle against my pectorals and was suddenly reminded of one of my ex girlfriends. She was such a kinky sensitive thing. She did that kind of thing to tease me because she was such an eager submissive.

I quirked an eyebrow as I envisaged Chris urging me to be more dominant. Is that what he was doing? Trying to rile me up so that...

I grabbed his foot, and similarly to what I did earlier I popped three of his toes into my mouth. His smirk fell off his face instantly and he bit his lip. Inspired, I bit his big toe with my molars.

He hissed, leaning his head back and resting on Balz's chest. In response Balz wrapped his arms around him, kissing his temple affectionately. What a helpless romantic. We were exact opposites.

"Mmmmm....that feels good Brandon, " Chris' salutary voice said, and I couldn't believe how sexy it was to hear him say my name.

So he was kinky? I sucked hard on his toes, then dragged my tongue along the base of his foot. Again, I was taken aback at how soft his skin was; even his heels were soft. That feature was definitely not normal for a touring rock star, or a man for that matter.

The tall man giggled once, his smile lighting up his face. I think I sighed out loud but I didn't care. The man was bloody gorgeous.

He started to move his foot, lightly dragging it across my face. I stuck my tongue out, licking whatever passed by it. He was watching my face now and I looked into his eyes, transfixed at the sharpness of his pupils.

He started to slip down into Balz's lap, and the other guy grabbed him under the arms to stabilise him. He groaned when Balz leaned down and started suckling on his neck.

I grabbed Cerulli's weakening leg and started kissing up it from his ankles. "Oh fuck," I saw Chris mouth before he shut his eyes. As usual, his face exposed to me the pleasure he was getting out of this. It didn't matter what he said or how much he teased us, the man had one of the most expressive faces I had ever seen.

Balz reached under him, grabbing his ass and lifting him onto his cock. Chris sighed contently as he slid down it and reached an arm up over his head to stroke the other man's face.

After slowly getting fully seated, Balz lifted the man's weight again so that he was just hovering a few inches above the ground, then started bucking his hips up and down. Chris moaned, his head rolling up so that he was literally gasping shakily into Balz' ear.

I scooted closer, straddling Balz so my legs were underneath both of Chris'. I readjusted his right leg to lie over my shoulder. Chris looked down with a slightly afraid expression.
I liked that look. I liked that look a lot.

I grabbed his cock, and started stroking it with feather light touches. Chris' fists clenched up and his knuckles grew white.

Balz had to stop thrusting since my legs were weighing him down, making it difficult to move. "Relax Balz, Christopher here should work for all the attention we're giving him," I smirked, seeing Balz throw me a curious smile. I wriggled my eyebrows in response. "I'm waiting and watching Chris," I said, leaning back on one arm.

Chris looked around, embarrassed.

He didn't complain though and started bouncing up and down, placing his hands on Balz thighs for leverage.

"So sexy," I heard myself say while I chewed on my thumb. Chris had his golden eyes fixed on me, eyes half lidded and clouded with pleasure. He was silent, just watching me.

I stroked his shaft faster, giving him a real hand job. He started his whimpering again. How could such a fierce man make such adorable noises?

Balz, started grunting and I felt him trying to buck his hips to meet Chris' thrusts. I was like dead weight on him.

"Ah fuck, yes baby," he muttered, his voice muffled in Chris' neck.

Said man grabbed Balz by the back of his head and moved his face so that their lips were brushing despite the awkward angle.

They didn't kiss, but instead Chris just whimpered against his lips. Balz let him, and just stared at the other man helplessly.

"Fuck, I'm close," Balz announced, and wrapped his arms around Chris ' waist. Chris stopped moving.

I didn't stop pumping my fist, and Chris shot me a tortured look. A look that made me want my share of him.

I stood up, and dragged Chris to stand. He wrapped his arms around my neck for support and winced as Balz slid out of him. Balz groaned, obviously upset.

I ignored him, and led Chris over to a wall. He didn't resist his arm being tugged, and soon I had him pressed up against the cold tiles.

He looked at me, desire staining his eyes. "What-"

I silenced him by pressing a finger against his lips. He looked down at me quietly.

Reaching up, I pulled his head down so that he met my lips. He moaned into the kiss, and pressed back. I tried to ravish him, taking the first initiative and poking my tongue passed his lips.

Instead, as soon as our mouths parted he ravished me. His tongue skillfully caressed all the crevices of my mouth, flooding my senses. I was right, he was a great kisser. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and massaged his scalp as he kissed the fucking life out me.

"Oh baby," he said when we parted for breath. " Your lips are so fine," he murmured against my mouth. I shuddered, groaning when he bit my bottom lip and stopped to suck on it.

I latched onto his mouth again, startling him. Using his surprise to my advantage, I slid my tongue into his warm cavern and we both moaned at the friction of our tongues sliding against each other. It felt like electricity when his hand grabbed the back of my head, bringing me up even closer. I tucked his fringe away from his face and behind his ears.

He reached an arm behind me and squeezed my ass. I bit his lip by accident and we both groaned again together.

He suddenly grew fierce, and grabbed both my ass cheeks in each of his hands. I shuddered, opening my eyes to see him staring right back at such a close proximity. I pushed against his chest and looked up, noticing a bit of blood appearing on his bottom lip. He ran his tongue over it smirking.

He lent down and pressed his cheek against my own. "I wanna put it in you," he whispered into my ear, squeezing one of my buttocks again.

I pressed him back against the wall and grabbed his ass cheeks also. I gripped them so hard I was lifting him slightly off the ground.

"You gonna wrap those beautiful legs around me or what?"
His expressions flickered from intimidating, to sexy and then to flustered so seamlessly I never knew what to expect from him. I was happy, however, when he followed my orders and jumped up. His legs wrapped around me like a vice because they were so long. I was pushed closer to him, our naked bodies flush against each other.

"You wanna fuck me like this Brandon? I'm heavy you know," he said, gripping my shoulders. Purposely I tensed them up so he could feel my muscles flexing.

It was really cute that he thought he was heavy because he really wasn't. I lifted him up more so that I could align my cock at his entrance. Slowly, I lowered him onto me and he started looking around frantically. When he spotted a coat peg above him he grabbed onto it.

"No, you hold onto me. I've got you, " I said, pressing up against him more. He hugged my face to his chest so tightly that I couldn't breathe. I saw it as an opportunity suck one of his small nipples. He gasped, and then started moaning as soon as I started pounding in an out of him. It didn't take long for things to get rough. Soon his nails were clawing down my back, but I didn't mind.

"Fuck! Oh Brandon fucking. ..ahhhhhh!" he cried, squeezing his eyes shut. I continued pounding him relentlessly into the wall.

"I'm gonna cum," he gasped, nails digging into my flesh particularly hard.

"Then come, " I encouraged him.

He then looked right at me sadly, his big golden eyes glistening with frustration. "Touch me", he whimpered, looking desperate. I understood instantly, but my hands were occupied. I was way to comfortable in our position to put him down.

"After I come, " I grunted, already feeling my orgasm building up rapidly. I moaned louder as I grew closer. Chris started trying to push me away.

"Not inside me," he pleaded, trying again to get away. Now that he said he didn't want it, it made me want to cum inside him. I didn't, however, resist when he finally pushed me arms length away. My dick slid out of him and I groaned at the sudden loss.

Chris got to his feet, but instantly slid down the wall. He landed on his ass, and continued panting hard. He looked up at me, "touch me?" he asked again. I crouched down and took his hard length into my hand.

I pumped him a few times, just to drink in the tortured expression, before catching him off guard and drawing his ass up to align my length at his entrance.

He looked terrified, but I ignored his protesting and rocked in and out of him. I pumped his length at the same time, and soon he was just a moaning mess.

I came not long after he did, right inside his incredibly tight heat. He just lay there as I rode my orgasm off, tired and limp.

I was far from tired. I enjoyed the burn in my abdominals from holding him up, and I was the type guy who was always ready for a round two.

Balz approached us, nudging me to move. I did, and sat back. I had to respect the guys patience, so I just made myself comfortable and enjoyed the show of Balz pulling Cerulli so that he lay on his back, still panting hard.

He aligned himself and pressed his length into the man. Chris snapped out of it and moaned helplessly, his eyes all unfocused from post-orgasm disorientation.

Balz rocked into him gently a few times, before pulling out and circling the other mans entrance with his thumb. I watched some of my cum leak out of the abused asshole.

"That's it, push all the mean mans jizz out," Balz cooed. I shuddered at his babying attitude. Gross.

Chris pushed down, and a bit more dribbled out of him. I must have looked lecherous as I licked my lips.

"You gonna be...gentle?" Chris barely said. I was taken aback because it was obvious that he liked it rough. Okay, so maybe I'd probably hurt him.

"This time, sure, " Balz replied, kissing his neck and leaving a trail of kisses down his chest.

"This time? W-"

Chris was cut off, gasping loudly as Balz thrusted all the way into him with no warning. The younger man allowed him to adjust for a few seconds, before moving in and out of him slowly and gently.

Chris gasped every-time, until Balz reached his sweet spot and he started moaning loudly. "Yes, oh god yes!" Chris cried, his head rolling back. Balz dove in and sucked on his neck. I saw Chris' length grow into fullness again, and instantly Balz started needing it with his hand.

They both moaned in unison, indicating that none of them were going to drag this out for too long. When Chris began moaning particularly loudly, Balz pulled out of him and flipped him onto his stomach.

Chris rested his cheek on the cold shower room tiles, lying flat as Balz massaged this ass with both hands. I shuffled closer so I was sitting next to the younger guy, getting a perfect view of the action. I rubbed my palm over the smooth ass once before drawing my hand across it, enjoying the sound of slapped skin echo across the room.

"Fuck!" Chris shouted, obviously not amused. I did it one more time, smirking when Chris pushed himself onto his hands and knees, glaring back at us.

Balz didn't waste anytime in thrusting himself back into the man. Not that I blamed him after having the man literally shove his ass in his face.

We had been in this position before, but the roles had been swapped and Balz was the one fucking him. If he could get a blow job, then I should get one too.

I got up and walked around to crouch down in front of Chris. His face was twisted up in pleasure, but at the same time pain. "Looking fabulous over here," I smirked, caressing his cheek mockingly. He glared right at me.

He stuck his tongue out, mockingly at first, but then the wet limb brushed past my thumb purposefully. I stuck my index finger out at him and he licked it seductively, eyes on me the whole time. I stood my ground and starred back, fighting the urge not to just watch his wet tongue dance around my fingers like a dumb ass.

"Do you know where that fingers been?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

His lips stretched up into a knowing smile. "Do you know where my mouth has been?"

I put my hand on the ground and leaned closer to him. "Do you wanna guess where I want your mouth to be?" I purred into his ear, pausing to suck on his neck. He just moaned in response, continuing to rock back and forth as Balz slowly fucked him.

I leaned back, seeing his eyes now closed in bliss. I traced his lips with my finger, and again he sucked on it. I moaned, not able to not feel turned on. I didn't have to look down to notice I was hard again.

"If I scratch your back, you scratch mine," I said, ignoring the confused frown directed at me. I moved to lay down underneath Chris, so that we top and tailed each other. I grabbed his shaft that was directly above me and pulled on it. I stroked it a few times, enjoying the way his chest rose and fell at a quickening pace.

"F...u...mmmm," his scattered moans were cut off as he wrapped his lips around my cock, his skillful tongue swirling around it. From my position, I could see his head commence in bobbing up and down and instantly the man had taken me to heaven.

Now I understood why Balz turned hysterical when Chris was sucking his cock. My breathing became laboured and just as frantic as Chris' after a few seconds. I was the last one to get hard, but I had a feeling I was gonna be the first one to cum.

"Jesus! Why the fuck are you so good at this?!" I cried, trying to maintain my cool but failing miserably. Chris released my length and and gasped for air.

"Oh god, yes! Harder!" he moaned. Balz stopped making sweet 'love' to the man and started fucking him properly. Chris' hips were gradually getting closer and closer to my face, so I had to hold him up steady with one hand, and pump his shaft with the other.

After a few minutes, all of our movements became frantic and I could feel my orgasm building up.

"I'm gonna fucking come Brandon!" he warned me, shuffling a little. I pumped his length harder, and just about dodged the hot white load that shot out from the tip. He came hard and fast, moaning shamelessly the whole time.

It didn't take him long to catch his breath again and then wrap his mouth back around my neglected cock. I moaned at the same time as Balz, who bucked his hips one last time and grunted lowly. It was likely that we both came at the same time. Luckily Chris pulled his face away barely in the nick of time.

Before the both fell on me, I rolled from underneath the tall man and got on my knees. Chris collapsed on his front, with Balz laying on top of him. I rolled my head up to the ceiling, feeling spent and satisfied.

After a minute of heavy breathing, Balz rolled off Chris and stood. He offered a hand to the man, who took it and got to his feet shakily.

"That's a great look for you...," Josh snickered, nudging his head at me to look at his band mate. I stood and walked up to them. Chris had his face covered with my cum, and I couldn't help but burst into a fit of laughter.

"Shut the fuck up!" he cried, embarrassed. He ran his arm across his face, smearing some of it across his mouth. He frowned in distaste.

"Thanks for that Chris," Josh said, slapping his back. Chris cringed. "Hopefully we can do this again."

"Keep dreaming," the other man replied, running a hand through his short matted hair.

"Oh I will," Balz said, smiling at me and smacking Chris' ass. Again, Chris cringed and shook his head in disbelief.

"I don't know why I let you guys do that...," he muttered, spitting to the ground. "Urgh, its all over me! I need to fucking shower all over again," he grumbled, and turned to me. "I specifically told you not to cum inside," he said, a little bit pissed off.

"And I would do it over and over again," I smirked, moving a hand behind him and gripping one of his ass cheeks hard. He moaned.

"Shit! This is your fault Chris! I told someone I'd be back in ten minutes. Fuck my life, their waiting outside still," Balz gasped. He ran over to his clothes and pulled them back on at the speed of light. I laughed at him, but continued to oggle Chris' exposed body. Oh the many things I still wanted to do to him.

"I'm gonna shower ...again," Chris announced, grabbing his small white towel off the ground.

Both Balz and I stopped to watch his perky ass stick up in the air as he did so.

When we heard the shower running Balz and I high fived each other. "That was fucking incredible," he said, shaking his head.

"His ass is fucking incredible," I stated, and he nodded in agreement. "No homo...," I added, looking at him blankly.

We both snickered. "I'd turn gay for him though. Damn, I always thought it was just me who found him so attractive.

"Not it's not just you, I have a feeling a couple others in your band look at him the same way too," I whispered, eyeing the shower suspiciously.

"N...no way! That's...fucking weird!" Balz said surprised, "To be honest, Ghost does look at him funny. It's not that obvious though is it? That I...you know...,"

"No, I just...watch for these things...," I said, smirking.

Balz looked at me suspicously, but then shook his head. "I really have to go, you gonna watch our set tonight?"

"Of course," I winked. "Can't stay away from it," I said, shaking his hand as he bid me farewell and disappeared out the door.

I turned back to the shower to see Chris' silhouette again and déjà vu hit me like a train. I didn't waste anytime in running over there and pulling the curtain back.

Chris didn't act surprised. He just glanced over his shoulder. "Here to clean up the mess you made?" he asked, his golden eyes piercing right through my nerves. He never failed to affect me with his short sassy sentences.

"Only if you want me to...," I trailed off.

He turned around, leaning his back lazily against the shower wall. He turned the shower off with his elbow. He bit his lip adorably, and reached out to brush his fingers across my abs. "I want-"

Loud shouting and cursing sounded from above us, and it seemed like a dozen guys were racing towards the shower room. Chris and I stared at each other momentarily before I jumped out of the shower and ran to my pile of shit fast enough to pull up my boxers before a swam of men came stumbling in. It was a few of my guys and a few guys from Chelsea grin.

"Where's Christopher?!" Alex grunted, nudging me. I could tell he was a bit drunk. "There's a bunch of media women outside looking for him," he laughed. More people began to swarm in. "You in there pretty boy?!"

I sighed, damning my luck. Chris had been luring me into shower with him just seconds ago.

Fuck my life.

(((oOo)))

~End~

Notes

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