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Meanwhile, on the My Chemical Romance bus, the evening has been working out much better for Nick and Frank.
Nick
We climb the stairs into his bus and walk into the ‘living room’. The lights are all dimmed and he makes no move to change that.
“Just a sec.” Frank says and he quickly checks to see if anybody else is here. Apparently no one is because he goes and locks the bus door. “Privacy” is all he says to my raised eyebrow. He walks over to me.
‘Fuck, this guy is hot’ is all that I can think as Frank’s body presses mine up against the wall. He tangles his finger in my black curls and attacks my mouth with his. He’s grinding his hips against mine and I wrap one arm around his shoulders while my other hand slides up under his shirt to caress his back. He moans against my lips as I lightly scratch him. I swear the temperature in here just went up 20 degrees! I have to get at that skin! These clothes have got to go. I stop kissing him just long enough to take off our shirts.
His hands are on my waistband and it’s my turn to moan as me bites my neck. It feels so damn good that I barely notice him undoing my pants. However, I definitely notice when he slides his hand inside my boxers and starts caressing my dick.
I pull his hair and begin breathing much harder, making him smile against my neck. I kinda whimper when he stops to pull my pants and boxers off of my hips.
He kneels down in front of me. He takes my hard dick into his mouth. I close my eyes and moan in ecstasy while his hot mouth and cool lip-ring glide up and down my length.
He is moving maddeningly slowly so I begin moving my hips to meet him. He picks up speed. I dig my nails into his shoulders.
“Oh shit! Ahh! Fuck!” I’m loud. I don’t care. It feels so fucking good. He’s making my knees go weak. But I want him inside me so badly! “Oh god, Frank! Fuck me! Please fuck me!” I beg him. I’m not above begging. He stops sucking me so suddenly that I whine from the loss. He smiles up at me.
“Take off your pants” he growls at me. His voice is pure lust. I step away from the wall and do as commanded. He does the same.
I kneel in front of him. Out of a pocket of my pants, I pull a condom and an individual size packet of strawberry flavored lube. I grin at him as I show them to him. Hey, I may be a slut, but I’m a safe slut.
I kiss him passionately and take hold of his cock, stroking him methodically. He’s moaning and breathing hard.
I love it.
I open the condom and put it on him, stroking him as I roll it down his length. I like to make putting it on part of the fun. I open the lube and squeeze half of it into my hand. I go back to stroking him, coating his rock hard cock in the slippery stuff. His face is nuzzled against mine and the sounds that he is making in my ear are driving me insane.
“Turn around” he breathes into my ear, as he takes the rest of the lube from me. A shiver of anticipation runs up my back and I do as he says.
As soon as I turn around, he grabs my hip with one hand and pushes me over with the other so that I’m down on all fours.
God, I love it when they’re aggressive!
He lubricates my hole before sliding in one finger. It feels so fucking amazing when he teases my spot! He’s got me arching my back and clawing the carpet. He pulls his finger out and slowly, inch by inch, pushes his dick into me. The feeling is intense when he starts thrusting, slowly at first but gaining speed. I let loose a stream of profanity and encouragement as he hits my spot over and over.
“Stroke yourself,” he tells me between moans and hard breaths. Once again, I do as I’m told (a guy could get used to commands like his), aided by the lube that is still on my hand.
I’m drowning in the most intense of pleasure. He pounds me harder, his fingers digging into my hips. I fear that I may lose my mind.
“Fuck! Frank, I’m gonna…” I can’t finish my sentence. It’s too hard to think.
“Cum for me Nick!” I do and I’m lost in hot waves of pleasure as he cums right after me, rolling his hips until he’s completely spent.
He pulls out and sits back on his heels. I get up and go to the bathroom to clean off. It is just no good being sticky.
Author's Note: Not being a gay man myself, I have little idea if that scene was any good. If you didn't like it, please tell me how I can fix it. If you did like it, tell me so that I can write more like it.
Nick
We climb the stairs into his bus and walk into the ‘living room’. The lights are all dimmed and he makes no move to change that.
“Just a sec.” Frank says and he quickly checks to see if anybody else is here. Apparently no one is because he goes and locks the bus door. “Privacy” is all he says to my raised eyebrow. He walks over to me.
‘Fuck, this guy is hot’ is all that I can think as Frank’s body presses mine up against the wall. He tangles his finger in my black curls and attacks my mouth with his. He’s grinding his hips against mine and I wrap one arm around his shoulders while my other hand slides up under his shirt to caress his back. He moans against my lips as I lightly scratch him. I swear the temperature in here just went up 20 degrees! I have to get at that skin! These clothes have got to go. I stop kissing him just long enough to take off our shirts.
His hands are on my waistband and it’s my turn to moan as me bites my neck. It feels so damn good that I barely notice him undoing my pants. However, I definitely notice when he slides his hand inside my boxers and starts caressing my dick.
I pull his hair and begin breathing much harder, making him smile against my neck. I kinda whimper when he stops to pull my pants and boxers off of my hips.
He kneels down in front of me. He takes my hard dick into his mouth. I close my eyes and moan in ecstasy while his hot mouth and cool lip-ring glide up and down my length.
He is moving maddeningly slowly so I begin moving my hips to meet him. He picks up speed. I dig my nails into his shoulders.
“Oh shit! Ahh! Fuck!” I’m loud. I don’t care. It feels so fucking good. He’s making my knees go weak. But I want him inside me so badly! “Oh god, Frank! Fuck me! Please fuck me!” I beg him. I’m not above begging. He stops sucking me so suddenly that I whine from the loss. He smiles up at me.
“Take off your pants” he growls at me. His voice is pure lust. I step away from the wall and do as commanded. He does the same.
I kneel in front of him. Out of a pocket of my pants, I pull a condom and an individual size packet of strawberry flavored lube. I grin at him as I show them to him. Hey, I may be a slut, but I’m a safe slut.
I kiss him passionately and take hold of his cock, stroking him methodically. He’s moaning and breathing hard.
I love it.
I open the condom and put it on him, stroking him as I roll it down his length. I like to make putting it on part of the fun. I open the lube and squeeze half of it into my hand. I go back to stroking him, coating his rock hard cock in the slippery stuff. His face is nuzzled against mine and the sounds that he is making in my ear are driving me insane.
“Turn around” he breathes into my ear, as he takes the rest of the lube from me. A shiver of anticipation runs up my back and I do as he says.
As soon as I turn around, he grabs my hip with one hand and pushes me over with the other so that I’m down on all fours.
God, I love it when they’re aggressive!
He lubricates my hole before sliding in one finger. It feels so fucking amazing when he teases my spot! He’s got me arching my back and clawing the carpet. He pulls his finger out and slowly, inch by inch, pushes his dick into me. The feeling is intense when he starts thrusting, slowly at first but gaining speed. I let loose a stream of profanity and encouragement as he hits my spot over and over.
“Stroke yourself,” he tells me between moans and hard breaths. Once again, I do as I’m told (a guy could get used to commands like his), aided by the lube that is still on my hand.
I’m drowning in the most intense of pleasure. He pounds me harder, his fingers digging into my hips. I fear that I may lose my mind.
“Fuck! Frank, I’m gonna…” I can’t finish my sentence. It’s too hard to think.
“Cum for me Nick!” I do and I’m lost in hot waves of pleasure as he cums right after me, rolling his hips until he’s completely spent.
He pulls out and sits back on his heels. I get up and go to the bathroom to clean off. It is just no good being sticky.
Author's Note: Not being a gay man myself, I have little idea if that scene was any good. If you didn't like it, please tell me how I can fix it. If you did like it, tell me so that I can write more like it.
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