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Brendon was hobbling along the corridor, desperately looking for a free dressing room, toilet, and heck even a fucking broom closet, anything. His dick was straining against the denim of his trousers, and he felt as if he was going to pass out from the lack of blood to his brain.
Why did Ryan have to be such a damn tease, rubbing up against him during the show and have his mouth just there... God, he really needed privacy, and if he didn't get any soon, he had no qualms about dropping his pants and getting himself off to the image of his best friend right here in the hallways.

A sign loomed up ahead of him, an open door and an empty looking room.
Bingo!
He slipped into the room; not bothering to make sure if he was alone before closing the door.
Ripping the button open and pulling the fly of his jeans down, his fingers dipped into his boxers and he moaned at the mere relief of being able to grab his aching cock.

In his haste he forgot to check what was actually written on the sign outside on the door.

Dressing Room: My Chemical Romance
As Brendon rubbed the tip of his erection, letting out a low groan he became completely unaware of his surroundings, including a very stunned Frank Iero who was almost dropping his eyeliner, as he looked at the younger man through the mirror.

It wasn't until Brendon let out a rather loud moan, one that was more a groan of the name Ryan than anything, that Frank finally dropped the eyeliner… and really that piece of makeup had expected such a thing to happen all along.

When it hit the ground, Brendon's eyes snapped open, as he slowly turned his head to look at Frank, his hand still wrapped around his erection.

"I-I..."

Frank, for once, was speechless.

Brendon Urie was standing in his dressing room, one hand wrapped around his erection and his eyes boring straight into his through the mirror.

This really should be awkward, and Frank is trying desperately to make it awkward, but the sudden tight confines of his stage pants beg to differ.

It's not Frank's fault; any red-blooded male would have the same reaction if someone like Brendon walked in on them, stripped away their jeans and started fucking jerking off in front of him.

Brendon's brain however, was working in overload, and it was a surprise it could function at all.

From his position he could see the bulge in the front of Frank's jeans and the desire he was trying to disguise behind his eyes. It was then, that something clicked in his mind.

"Wanna help?"

Frank's mouth fell open at Brendon's comment; it took however, only a few seconds for his ability to speak to come back to him as he said, "Sure."

Within moments he was in front of Brendon, his hand covering the younger males as together they pumped his erection.

Brendon could only groan, his head falling back.

With a wicked little smirk, Frank pulled their hands away before pushing Brendon up against the wall, right beside the room's door.

As their lips meet in a lust filled kiss, Frank's hand moving down to once again wrap around Brendon's erection, neither of them heard the door open.

Brendon's fingers were twisted in Frank's hair as he deepened the kiss, breathing heavily through his nose. It would be a lie to say Brendon had never fantasized himself in this position when he was younger, so when the sound of someone clearing their throat jolted him back into reality; it was with reluctance that he tore his lips away from Frank's.

Mikey was standing in the middle of the room, looking very uncomfortable. His eyes flicked between Frank's face and Brendon's exposed cock. Frank had only spared him a glance before he leaned in and started sucking on Brendon's neck and then proceeding to nibble on his ear.

Brendon could feel the blush creeping along his cheeks, feeling vulnerable under Mikey's lingering gaze, it was then he heard Frank speak.

"You want something Mikes?"

Mikey, was about to tell them what he had 'originally' came in for, when he paused, getting a wicked idea.

"Yeah actually."

Frank mumbled something that resembled a 'yeah' against Brendon's neck, making the young singer shiver slightly.

"Think I could join?" he asked, his tone was expecting, like he already knew what the answer was.

"Sure, take the other side of his neck would you?" Frank said, while proceeding to attack Brendon's collarbone.

Brendon gasped, from both the feel of Frank's lips and the realization that he was about to have two very hot guys kissing his neck.

Mikey smirked before saying, "Sure, just give me a sec; I need to make a phone call first."

Frank mumbled something else incoherent against Brendon, making the other groan as he tried to listen to what Mikey was saying on the phone.

It proved difficult when Frank fucking Iero was pressing him up against a wall, lips sucking on his skin and his hand moving down to stroke Brendon's neglected erection again.

He almost jumped when he felt another pair of lips kiss along his neck. Mikey's tongue flicked out and licked a strip up, under Brendon's jaw untill he was kissing at his chin, and up over his lips engaging him in a passionate kiss, prying his mouth open with his tongue. Then when Frank squeezed his erection he couldn't help it when he pushed himself up into Frank's hot, tight fist.

"Fucking hell…"

Brendon only realized he had closed his eyes when he heard someone speak, and snapped them open to find Gerard in the room.

Gerard watched his younger brother and best friend kiss and grope Brendon fucking Urie as his pants became increasingly tight.

He hadn't known what to believe when he got Mikey's call, but this wasn't it… this was fucking better.

"Care to join Gee?"

Tearing his eyes away from Brendon's flushed face he looked over at a smirking Frank, and couldn't help but smirk back as he stalked over to Frank before devouring his guitarists lips.

Mikey looked up when he felt Gerard press his hand at the small of his back.

He smiled when he saw Frank and Gerard kissing before he turned back to Brendon, his hand running up under Brendon's shirt as he sucked the other's neck.

Brendon was in 7th heaven.

Sure he had seen the videos and pictures of Gerard and Frank kissing on stage, but that was nothing compared to this, this was just pure lust.

Frank was sucking Gerard's bottom lip, drawing a harsh moan from the back of Gerard's throat, but it was over too quickly for Brendon's liking.

When Gerard pressed forward and captured his own lips in a kiss though, he instantly stopped complaining.

Mikey had been in between Brendon and Gerard and now he was even closer, pressing his arousal into Brendon's leg as one of Gerard's hands had come to rest on Brendon's cheek.

Titling his head Gerard slipped his tongue into Brendon's mouth, whilst the other on Mikey's back moved lower to cup his ass.

While this was happening Frank was biting at Gerard's shoulder, it was then that the door was flung open again

"Oh…shit motherfucker…"

Gerard was the one who heard the voice as he pulled back and looked at a stunned and… slightly annoyed Jon Walker.

"Jon!" Brendon gasped out as he noticed the bassist, having opened his eyes when Gerard pulled back.
Mikey and Frank pulled back slightly to look at Jon, but after a few seconds they resumed their previous work, not caring about the interruption.

"Are you trying to have an orgy?" Jon asked, raising an eyebrow.

Gerard smirked in response as he said, "Why, you thinking of joining?"

Jon's mouth opened slowly, his eyebrows still raised high on his forehead, looking over the scene in front of him. Brendon was flushed against the wall, his trousers at his knees, and holy shit, he had never really got such a good look at Brendon naked before, but he had really been managing to hide that well.

Frank was kissing Brendon's neck leaving red marks behind. Mikey was sandwiched between Brendon and his brother, and damn if that didn't manage to turn Jon on. Not to mention the sight of Gerard running his fingers over Brendon's cock lazily, as if he could do this any day, he certainly did.

"Where do you want me?"

Gerard reached his arm out and grabbed a handful of Jon's shirt, pulling him close to his body.

"I want you here."

Jon smirked but it was soon lost as Gerard kissed him, forcing his tongue into the others mouth, Jon happily obliged.

Groaning slightly, Jon slipped his hands under Gerard's shirt as the kiss continued, Gerard moaned at the feeling.

Mikey, hearing his brother's moan pulled away from Brendon and saw the new make out session that had developed.

Getting an idea, he pulled completely away from Brendon, before walking behind Gerard, slipping his hands under his brother's shirt; he met Jon's hands and joined them in teasing his brother's chest as he kissed the back of Gerard's neck.

Frank didn't seem to mind so much, since he still had Brendon, and when Mikey moved back towards Gerard he dropped to his knees, staring up at the younger boy above him.

He ran his hands up over Brendon's denim covered knees so he could grasp the top of his jeans and drag them down, over his legs and off.

Brendon's hands had worked their way into Frank's hair and were tugging him slightly forwards. Frank complied by leaning forwards and taking the head of Brendon's cock in his mouth.

"Jesus..." Brendon murmured.

Frank's tongue was swirling around now, and Brendon threw his head back and let loose a loud moan.
When he opened his eyes again he was met with the hazel orbs of none other than Ryan Ross himself.
Ryan was looking at the five musicians with wide eyes. He had seen Jon enter, and he had meant to follow but he had been talking with David from Simple Plan.

He had never expected he would have been missing out on this otherwise he would have told David to fuck off.

Feeling his pants tighten, he walked towards Frank and Brendon before nervously asking, "Um, any room for one more?"

Brendon's eyes widened, but whether that was because of Frank's tongue or Ryan's words was unknown.

Groaning Gerard answered for the five of them, "Get lube; then… fuck yes."

Ryan bit his bottom lip before remembering what David had been asking him.

Smirking, he quickly sprinted out of the room, hoping to find the French-Canadian bassist.
Brendon really couldn't concentrate as he watched Ryan leave them room. The reason he was in this room in the first place, and the reason he was so fucking horny, had just gone in search of some lube, because by the looks of things he was going to be participating in one hell of an orgy. And not only that but Frank had started to slide even further down his cock, hollowing his cheeks and sucking for all he was worth.

Through lidded eyes Brendon could see Jon, Gerard and Mikey tangled up in one another. Gerard had moved from Jon's mouth and had leaned his head back on Mikey's shoulder, Jon taking full advantage of the skin exposed in front of him, and both bassists grinding into Gerard.

"Kiss him."

Brendon's voice was hoarse from the lust raging through his body, Frank still expertly sucking on his cock.

"Kiss your fucking brother."

Gerard opened his eyes slightly at the request, surprise mixed with desire, before he could speak Brendon was groaning in protest as Frank pulled away from him. Turning to look up at Gerard the guitarist said, "Yeah, kiss your brother Gee; we need some Waycest in here."

Gerard grinned, pushing Jon away before turning back to Mikey and kissing him hungrily, dominating the younger male, as he ran his hands under Mikey's pants, cupping his ass.

Jon, feeling slightly left out, was about to complain when Brendon grabbed him, pulling him in for a rough kiss, surprising Jon with it's almost feral feel.

Frank giggled at the sight of the four men making out. He was about to move back to sucking Brendon's erection when the door flew open, Ryan and David soon walking into the room, each one of them holding a bottle of ice cream topping.

Both boys stopped walking when they saw what was going on in front of them, David's mouth fell open as he turned to Ryan.

"Seriously?"

Ryan was lost for words as he nodded his head and gave David a sly smirk, who was almost near to drooling on the floor.

Gerard was still kissing Mikey, pulling him closer into his body, his hands down the back of his jeans, slowly moving to the front.

Ryan, gaining some confidence walked over to the kissing brothers, pressing himself to Gerard's back he dropped the ice cream topping before placing his hands down the back of Gerard's pants.
Gerard could only groan into his kiss with Mikey.

"Merde." David whispered with his eyes still wide as he watched the scene with growing fascination… and arousal.

"Wanna come and play?" Frank asked looking at David with lust filled eyes.

Moving to look down at a still kneeling Frank, David couldn't resist, his body moving on its own as he dropped down next to Frank.

Grabbing the ice cream topping from David, Frank threw it on the floor before pulling David to him, shoving his tongue into the others mouth, earning a low moan.

Just as Frank started to take off David's shirt, the door yet again was flung open as Spencer walked into the room.

"Why's everyone… Shit!"

Brendon was tired of people just waltzing into the room, his first thought was to lock the door, but as soon as he saw Spencer standing in front of him, he couldn't help but reach out and grab his collar and crash his lips against Spencer's.

He was caught off guard when Spencer returned his kiss almost as earnestly, slipping beside where David sat on his knees, arms on Frank's neck, and soon licking into his mouth. David felt Spencer's knee knocking against his shoulder and he reached one of his arms from Frank's neck and around Spencer's leg, pulling him closer.

Spencer pulled back slightly so that he could speak.

"I can see now why people kept disappearing in here…"

David, hearing Spencer's comment pulled back from Frank as he asked, "Did, any of my," he paused, groaning as Frank bit his neck before continuing, "Band see you walk in here? They think I'm," he groaned again, "Straight."

Spencer, who was busy kissing Brendon never answered. David went to ask again when Frank pulled his face back and said, "If they did, who cares? We won't let them give you shit for it."

The other six musicians all gave various murmurs of agreement. Smiling David lifted up his arms, letting Frank take off his shirt, before pushing the bassist on the ground, covering him with his body.
Their lips connected and David moaned, while pulling Frank's shirt off, his hands then slipping to cup the other guitarist's ass. Frank groaned into the kiss.

Gerard, noticing the two shirtless guitarists on the floor pulled away from Jon, Mikey and Ryan, the three of them didn't seem to care though as they continued to grope one other; while Jon's shirt soon joined Mikey's recently dropped one on the floor.

Crouching down with Frank he pulled him up by the hair, kissing him before whispering in his ear, "Wanna see if we can make David scream in French?"

Frank grinned evilly before pulling back. Grabbing David, with the help of Gerard, they pulled him between them, before attacking his chest and back with kisses, Frank's hands massaging his thighs until he was a fit of moans.

It was then, as could be expected, the door was once again yanked open.

"Hey, David did y-" Pierre stopped mid sentence, his jaw falling open at the sight before him.

David tried to scramble away from Gerard and Frank's grasp and reach for his shirt, the others in the room barely noticing the new addition. Frank however, stopped David from moving too far and Gerard pressed in closer behind him, whispering in his ear.

"Don't leave… If he's your friend he won't care… Maybe he might even want to join…"

David looked up at Pierre from where he was sitting; his eyes wide as Frank leaned forward again and kissed in the hollow of his neck and down his chest, making David's head fall back onto Gerard's shoulder, a soft moan escaping his lips.

Pierre's eyes seemed to widen too, as he looked about the room; at Brendon and Spencer who were still kissing fiercely, and down to where Spencer's hand was working on Brendon's erection.

To Jon, Ryan and Mikey tangled on the floor lips and hands licking and groping over the three bodies before moving back to where Gerard and Frank were kissing at David's torso, hands running over his thighs.

"Jesus…" Pierre murmured

"Pierre …?"

David's voice was low and scratchy as he reached out his hands towards where Pierre was standing, eyes pleading.

Pierre was frozen; he had no idea what to do.

Gerard noticing the dilemma smirked as he ran his tongue up David's neck before saying, his eyes locking with Pierre.

"Are you going to let us ravish and fuck your bass player? Or are you going to join in?"

Pierre's mouth fell open but he still didn't move.

Frank and Gerard felt David tense between them and got slightly worried they'd misread the signs between the two, they were so sure they were just like the two of them.

Locking eyes they slowly moved forward, kissing each other before both kissing David's cheeks and neck before Frank claimed David's lips in a lust filled kiss.

That was when Pierre seemed to snap out of his daze. He walked shakily forwards until he was standing beside the three of them, where they looked up at him expectantly.

"I wanna…I wanna fuck him too…" He said huskily.

Frank detached himself from David's lips as he reached up and pulled Pierre down to his knees beside him, crushing his lips against the other mans, eliciting a moan from David.

Brendon was watching the whole thing from where he was standing with Spencer.

Feeling a little left out, he pushed his way over to Gerard and captured his lips in a passionate kiss.
Gerard grinned into the kiss pulling Brendon down on top of him, wrapping his legs around the younger singer's waist, grinding their arousals together.

Spencer, who had been momentarily left out pouted before walking over to Frank, pulling him away from Pierre he connected their lips before soon being pushed to the ground and caged by a smirking Frank.

Pierre watched them start to grind into each other, when his face was soon pulled to face David's, seconds later David was kissing him, as he too pushed Pierre to the ground.

While this was happening Mikey had started pulling off Ryan's pants, with the help of Jon, his eyes greedily waiting for Ryan's erection to become accessible.

Fumbling with the zipper he let out a low growl of frustration at his inability to actually remove the garment from Ryan's hips.

"What is it with you emo boys and your tight jeans?"

Ryan just laughed breathily before reaching his own hand down to Mikey's belt.

"Says you in your own pair of skinny jeans."

The belt, button and fly were opened with ease as Ryan pulled Mikey's pants down and off his legs, smirking at the fact that Mikey had opted out of wearing underwear. Neither boys had time to think before Jon was swooping down and taking Mikey's cock in his mouth.

"Holy Jesus… You could warn a guy…"

Mikey's fingers massaged at Jon's head, coaxing him to take more; as Ryan watched, entranced, one of his hands moved down his body to his own crotch and palmed at the erection straining against the cotton of his boxers.

A low moan made Ryan turn from the sight to find Brendon pulling off Gerard's pants. Deciding to help the other, he crawled over, catching Brendon's lips in a chaste kiss before saying, "You taste good. Hmm, need any help?"

Brendon's eyes widened slightly before he nodded, grabbing Ryan's hand and moving it down to Gerard's pants.

Together they pulled the pants down, before sharing the job of slowly and teasingly pumping Gerard's erection, making the older singer let out a low groan.

"Oh fuck…" Spencer murmured, as he watched his two band mates from beneath Frank, his own erection being ground into by Frank's hips.

"Yeah, fucking, that's what we need to get to." Frank panted, before pulling back and searching blindly for one of the bottles of ice cream topping.

Picking up the nearest bottle, Frank giggled at the writing adorning the side.

"Super Sweet Chocolate, eh?"

Below him Spencer shyly giggled along with him, his mounting need a more pressing matter than what flavour the sauce was. He wiggled his hips in an attempt to get Frank's attention back towards him and for him to get rid of his own trousers.

Popping the cap of the bottle, Frank squirted some of the brown, sweet sauce onto his fingers; lifting them slowly to his mouth he took two of his fingers and teasingly licked and sucked the chocolate off, exaggerating his moans.

Once two of his fingers were clean of the sauce he went to lick the rest off before Spencer stopped him by leaning up and capturing them in his own mouth. He swirled his tongue over the calloused pads of Frank's finger tips, removing all traces of chocolate and never breaking his eye contact with Frank.
Frank groaned at the sight, but before he could do more, he was being pulled away from Spencer, his lips meeting with Gerard's.

Pushing his tongue inside Gerard tasted the last of the chocolate still in Frank's mouth as he pressed their chests together.

Spencer, who was watched the two kiss, moaned and went to join when his vision was blocked by Brendon, the singer leaning down and kissing him, his hands fumbling for the chocolate sauce as he murmured into the others lips.

"Fuck me Spence."

Reaching down, Brendon unbuckled Spencer's belt and tugged his trousers down and threw them in the general direction of the corner of the room. He licked his lips at the sight of Spencer lying naked in front of him, supporting a very hard cock.

"Mhmm… Yeah Brendon…"

Squirting some chocolate sauce onto his own hands, Brendon reached down and coated Spencer's erection in the slimy substance. He could feel the eyes of the others on his back and his hand as he moved to straddle Spencer's hips. Spencer reached out to pause him in his movements.

"Wait, you need… You need to get ready…"

Brendon laughed loudly before he answered Spencer.

"I fingered myself in the shower earlier because someone," he paused to look over a Ryan who was on the floor smoothing Gerard with kisses, "Is too damn hot for their own good."

Ryan hearing Brendon's comment, looked up and watched him preparing Spencer, his dick twitching at the sight.

"Trade places with me?" a voice whispered in his ear.

Turning around he looked at Mikey, who was gazing lustfully at both Gerard and Frank.

Smirking he nodded, watching Mikey attack Gerard's neck. Giggling, he turned to look at Pierre and David. David's chest was getting licked and bitten by Pierre, his fingers threading through the singers hair.

He went to move towards them when Jon grabbed his arm, pulling him into his chest. Grabbing his face Jon pressed his lips hungrily to Ryan, not hesitating, Ryan returned the kiss.

Jon was pressed hard against Ryan, his arms wound tight around his skinny waist, fingers digging into Ryan's back.

"You know what I really wanna do?"

Ryan murmured a 'what' against Jon's mouth as he continued to kiss him.

"I really wanna rim Spencer while Brendon fucking rides him."

Ryan almost came just from the visual he was picturing in his head of his three best friends, tangled up together in the most intimate of ways, before Frank was up behind him whispering in his ear.

"Yeah, and I want to fuck you, pretty boy."

Ryan gasped at Frank's words, but before he could reply Gerard growled from behind him.

"And your ass is mine Iero."

Frank smirked at the words before leaning back and kissing Gerard's lips as he muttered, only loud enough for Gerard to hear, "Wouldn't have it any other way babe."

Gerard grinned softly before kissing him gently.

The moment was broken when Mikey wrapped his arms Gerard and murmured into his ear, "I'm calling your ass, brother"

The word brother was purred out, causing both Gerard and Frank to shiver in desire.

A short gasp and a moan quickly diverted their attention away from each other and back to where Brendon was slowly lowering himself onto Spencer's cock.

Spencer had his fingers scratching at Brendon's thigh in an attempt to hold back the moans that were threatening to spill from his lips.

Jon was the first to move from the trance that had over come them all; crawling over to kneel behind Brendon's back and between Spencer's spread legs. He began to lick and kiss down Brendon's spine, before reaching the curve of his ass where he could see where Spencer's cock disappeared into Brendon's body.

"Jesus H. Christ." Jon muttered, before starting to cover Spencer in kisses.

"Fuck," Frank muttered as he watched the show, the three of them moaning every few seconds.

Gerard, noticing Frank's interest whispered, "We can do the same thing, only so much better, fuck I want to be buried inside you right now."

Frank felt what was left of the blood in his system flood to his cock as he started searching for some more of the makeshift lube.

Spotting a bottle in David's hand he practically scrambled over to him. Grabbing the bottle he gave David a quick kiss as he said, "Sorry babe, we need it."

Pulling back he just noted it was 'Carmel Twist' before he was being pulled into Mikey's arms, Gerard's lips attacking his neck, and his hands fumbling at pulling his trousers off his legs until he was naked in Gerard's lap.

"Gonna fuck you good Frankie…"

Mikey was reaching over Frank's shoulder to nudge at Gerard's face with his nose.

"Can I fuck you first though, please?"

Frank was scrambling out of the way and pushing Mikey into Gerard's embrace, encouraging them to remove the last of their clothing. Covering his fingers in the caramel sauce he moved his hand down between Mikey and Gerard's bodies and generously covering Mikey's erection.

"Turn round…" Mikey murmured to Gerard, while squirting some of the caramel into his hand.
Frank pulled his hand off Mikey's erection and started to lick the excess caramel off his fingers, smirking inwardly at the lustful glances Gerard and Mikey were throwing him.

David, who had been watching Frank through hooded eyelids since he had taken the caramel topping pulled away from Pierre slightly before saying, "As much as I'd love to make this a two man show Pierre babe, this is a fucking rare opportunity."

Catching his drift Pierre smirked before kissing him gently as he muttered, "Well then let's not be kept out yeah?"

Crawling over to where Frank and Ryan were momentarily sitting, staring intently at the five men in front of them, Pierre grabbed onto Ryan's neck and turned him so he could kiss him forcefully, David doing the same to Frank.

The only sounds in the room were moans and the sound of skin on skin from Brendon bouncing on Spencer's lap. He was going slow, grinding on Spencer's cock, making sure it lasted. While Jon was leaving open mouthed kisses around the base of Spencer's cock, slowly edging lower and lower.
Gerard had turned round in Mikey's arms and Frank tore his lips away from David's and Pierre also turned from his kiss with Ryan to watch as Mikey pushed into his brother, a chocked moan falling from his lips.

Feeling his mouth go dry at the sight Frank crawled over to Gerard, grabbing the caramel icing as he squirt some into his hand before rubbing it over Gerard's erection, the other moaning at the feeling.

"Ryan," Frank said as he continued to coat Gerard, "Get your pretty little ass over her, 'cause in a few short minutes I'm going to be fucking you so damn hard."

Ryan squeaked before complying instantly.

When he reached Frank he snatched the caramel topping, using it to slowly prep Frank for Gerard's dick to enter him.

Mikey and Gerard were on their knees, Gerard's back to Mikey's chest. They soon found the same rhythm as Spencer and Brendon; Mikey thrusting deep and Gerard rolling his hips back to meet each thrust.

Ryan's beautifully long fingers were working their way inside Frank's stretching him open, until Frank couldn't take it anymore; he grabbed Ryan by the hips and pulled him onto his lap.

"You think you can take it…?"

"Oh, sure, you get some preparation and I don't. But yeah… I can fucking take it…"

Frank smirked at Ryan's answer before growling in his ear, "When I'm done with you, you'll be begging I fucked you before you even had a hard on."

Ryan gasped but it was soon captured as Frank kissed him deeply, before thrusting into him, Ryan's gasp of both pleasure and pain poured into Frank's mouth.

David paused on his way to pick up the discarded chocolate topping when he heard Jon groan out, "David, fucking jack me off while you're here."

Swivelling his head to look at Jon who was both rimming and finger fucking Spencer, David could only smirk as he turned to Pierre, throwing him the ice cream topping.

"Lube up and come here, we have some catching up to do."

Ryan was gripping onto Frank's shoulders trying to steady himself as Frank pounded into him; hitting his prostate dead on every time. Mikey was leaning over Gerard's shoulder; one arm out, trying to get a grip on one of Ryan's own hands; Ryan noticing Mikey's hand laced their fingers together.

Pierre was finding it hard to make his way over to where David was sitting beside Jon, whispering what could only be filthy things in his ear. There were bodies everywhere; the sweet smell of sex was overpowering and the sounds. Jesus, Pierre thought, he could get off to the sounds alone.

Ryan was damn near screaming as Frank fucked him hard. Gerard was moaning loudly, and shamelessly as his brother, his brother, fucked him from behind and Brendon and Spencer were making enough noise by themselves that Pierre was surprised no one had come running into the room to find out what was wrong.

He lifted himself to his feet and swiftly moved over to the door and clicked the lock shut, before he dropped to his knees on the other side of Jon, chocolate sauce in his hand.

Frank noticed Pierre click the lock and smiled slightly, god he loved that guy right now.

His gratefulness to Pierre was pushed aside however, when he felt Gerard's hands on his hips, pulling him, and therefore Ryan over to him.

Panting into his ear Gerard moaned out, "Wanna fuck you so bad."

Leaning down to bite his ear Frank whispered back, "Then why don't you?"

He never got to hear Gerard's response, as Ryan pushed down hard on him, unhappy with the lack of moment.

A hoarse moan escaped Frank's mouth, for at that moment, seconds after the pleasure of Ryan's heat around him started to fade, Gerard pushed into him, the tip of his cock hitting Frank's prostate.

"Jesus… You guys are… Jesus…"

Ryan was panting in Frank's ear, as he continued to pull himself off Frank's cock only to slam back down, hard. Ryan's arms were over Frank's shoulder and over Gerard's as he squeezed Mikey's hand tightly.

They all fell into a steady rhythm with one another. Moving in sync, moans falling from their lips as Pierre and David carefully squirted chocolate sauce on their hands and moved them down Jon's body to grasp at his aching cock.

Jon groaned at the feel of two hands working him, but, tried to ignore his own pleasure so he could give Spencer some.

David giggled slightly at Jon's face before grabbing Pierre 's hand and placing it over his belt. While still keeping a steady rhythm for Jon, he lent back onto Pierre 's shoulder and pleadingly whispered, "I want you buried so far in me I fucking see stars," he pushed Pierre 's hand against his clothed erection before continuing, "Please Pie?"

Spencer was trying his hardest not to come. Brendon was contracting his muscles around his cock, and Jon's tongue and fingers were, god, Jon's fingers were pressing up against his prostate and his eyes were rolling to the back of his head. It seemed he didn't have to move, Brendon and Jon were doing all the work.

"Shit... Spencer, you're so good..."

It seemed even during sex Brendon couldn't shut up. His hands were bracing against Spencer chest, supporting him when he would pull himself up, and his fingernails were digging into Spencer's skin.

"I-I... Can't last... Much longer..." Brendon groaned before reaching out blindly and managing to wrap his hand around Ryan's erection, making the guitarist hiss.

Opening his eyes Ryan closed them seconds later as he felt the combined pleasure of Frank thrusting into him mixed with Brendon's hand on his dick.

Opening his mouth Ryan moaned out, "I'm gonna… fucking… close."

Mikey moaned his consent, as he thrust into his older brother while scanning the room.

He couldn't help but smirk internally as he looked over the room, everyone was connected in some way… hell if this wasn't an orgy; he didn't know what was.

David and Pierre were tearing at each others clothing, desperate for skin on skin friction, whilst still somehow managing to keep up the pace on Jon's cock. And soon enough, though not soon enough for David, they were lying naked on top of each other.

"I've wanted to do this for so long, Pierre ..."

Brendon was so close to coming he couldn't see straight; after all he was the one that had been holding everything in the longest.

"Spencer, I need to come. Please..."

Spencer was about to comply when he heard a deep guttural moan beside him. Turning around he saw Pierre entering David, almost coming on the spot from that alone.

"Fuck," Jon murmured, Spencer groaned in agreement.

It was Frank who spoke next, somehow managing to sound coherent, "We need to come now, fucking shit, let's do it as one, mmmkay?

Brendon was nodding his head furiously in agreement with Frank, desperately wanting to release all the pent up hormones raging around his body; he couldn't agree more with him.

"Spencer…"

It was more of a moan of Spencer's name than anything, lost in the various other moans and sounds circulating the room.

Surprisingly though, Brendon wasn't the first to come, or even the second.

Ryan was the first to come, coating Brendon's hand with his cum as Brendon continued to jerk him off.

Frank was next, the feeling of Ryan constricting around him enough to send him over the edge.

David, who had been watching this moaned and let himself unravel, closely followed by Jon and Brendon, who seemed to come at almost the exact same time.

Ryan was slumped over Frank, whilst Gerard jerked his hips into him, being pushed by Mikey from behind.

Both brothers were getting sloppier in their movements, both determined to reach their climax first. It was a leftover effect of their childhood, constantly having to compete with each other.

Gerard was the first to orgasm; a loud, harsh gasp as he emptied himself into Frank, Mikey not that far behind him. Spencer was having a visual over load as he watched the others in the room come, and the combined effect of Brendon and Jon on him sent him too over the edge and he was spilling over his lower stomach.

Pierre was the last to come, groaning as he released himself in to David, seconds after Spencer let himself go.

Together the nine of them laid there panting, each in their own stage of orgasm afterglow.

David was the first to move as he let go of Jon's now limp member, the movement causing Pierre to pull out of him.

Brendon rolled off to the side, pulling Spencer out of him, and lay flat on his back, arms spread. Ryan, who had his face in Frank's neck, looked up when he heard the thump of Brendon's arms hitting the floor. Reluctantly he pulled himself up off Frank, who fell back into Gerard's arms, and hobbled over to where his singer was lying. He flopped down to lie against his side, running his finger over his stomach.
Jon was pressed up against Spencer's back and everyone else in the room were cuddling close together, a heap of tangled limbs and sweaty bodies. Ryan could already feel the heavy rise and fall of Brendon's chest as he slipped into sleep, and let his own eyes droop shut, the sound of eight other men softly breathing lulling him to sleep.

Gerard saw Ryan and Brendon fall asleep, before he snuggled into Frank; his head resting comfortably on the others shoulder their cheeks touching. Frank smiled and curled into the embrace.

Mikey, who was watching the display of affection slowly pulled out of his brother before making his way over to Brendon and Ryan. Collapsing next to them, he rested his head on Brendon's chest, his head lightly touching Ryan's. Neither boy stirred.

Frank was the first to break the silence, sitting up in Gerard's arm and looking around the room.

"So… Um… Same time next week everyone?"

Mikey laughed against Brendon's chest and from across the room he heard David reply in a hoarse voice.

"Yes, please, thank you very much."

He could maybe get used to this.