One late night, Brad and I had gone out for a bite to eat before returning to the tour bus. Most of the band was probably sleeping, but we decided to spend some time alone. We were holding hands as we were going back, Brad still had some lingering musk that seeped it’s way into my nose. He was wearing a white tank top over a black jacket, a grey beanie and a pair of grey sweatpants as we made our way back over. We were just about to go in, when Brad stopped me, by pulling me backwards.
“Actually… Before we do that… I was thinking maybe we could…?” Brad asked before pulling me into a kiss. It may have started off as innocent, but Brad was soon pushing me backwards until I was pinned up against the wall of the tour bus, feeling his tongue slide down my throat. I moaned into his mouth as he reached down and squeezed my ass. “Sh-Should we really be doing this? Out here?” I whispered when he broke off, only to start kissing at my neck. “We’re in the middle of nowhere. Who’s gonna stop us? Besides, if the boys are awake, they’ll probably just film it anyway.” Brad pointed out, gently biting at my skin as I gripped the back of his curls. “Unless, of course, you want me to stop?” Brad asked, pulling away, but with a knowing smirk. “Don't you fucking dare.” I said, pulling him by the tank top into another kiss. He chuckled into the kiss before stripping his jacket off, letting it fall onto the tarmac of the empty parking lot. I gripped the bottom of his tank top, before lifting it up over his head, dropping it onto the floor and exposing his powerful tits and faint abs. “Fuck, it never gets old.” I muttered, squeezing his pecs as he went back to kissing my neck. “Let’s get these off, shall we?” Brad whispered into my ear as his fingers began fumbling at the button of my trousers, sending chills down my spine. While he nibbled at my ear lobe, the trousers fell to my ankles, leaving my legs in just a pair of blue and black striped boxer briefs that Brad knew I was borrowing from Connor. “Fuck, that’s so hot.” Brad groaned, looking down over my shoulder towards my ass, which he soon squeezed harshly. I moaned out loud into his neck vein as Brad began massaging my ass.
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It was late at night. Brad had been working hard on the next single, making minor edits at a computer in his studio. You had been sitting on the sofa behind him as he worked, keeping him company as he worked. He was wearing a pale, pink button down shirt (which was halfway undone) with a pair of black trousers. As he works away though, your phone soon lights up. You look down and see that, not only was it 12:00am, but you have a little notification telling you it’s Brad’s birthday. You get up off the sofa and come up behind him as he’s still working with his headphones on, but he notices your presence.
“Heya.” He smiled, looking a bit tired as he took his headphones off, leaving them around his neck. “Sorry, I know it's late.” “It's fine, baby.” You say, wrapping your arms around him from behind the chair, running your hands beneath the shirt and feeling his soft, warm body. “Happy birthday.” You whisper into his ear before kissing his cheek. “Mmm thank you. I didn't even realise.” He half laughs as you continue to kiss the side of his face. “I’m your boyfriend. It's my job to be on the ball.” You chuckle. “Ball? Singular?” Brad says, half jokingly as he spins around in his chair so he’s facing you. “Always so smooth.” You tease, amused as he wraps his own arms around your waist and pulls you in, so you’re soon straddling his lap. One hand travels from your waist, to your stomach, up your body until it cups your face. His big brown eyes look into your face. “I love you.” He says, softly, before pulling you in for a kiss. You softly moan into his mouth as your lips begin a romantic dance together, sliding your tongues against each other. Things quickly get more and more heated as Brad’s hard cock is rubbing against your ass. Eventually, his patience runs out. It was getting late in the afternoon as the band was finishing their rehearsals. They were just finished packing their things and soon, the band and crew were all going out to their different cars and vans. Eventually, it's just you and Connor, who’s placing his white, sexy guitar in the case. He’s still wearing the striped, grayscale jumper and black pants as you wait for him in the old, abandoned house.
“You ready to go home and share a shower then?” Connor flirts as he slings the guitar case’s strap over his shoulder. “I'm always ready.” You blush as he comes over. “You are, aren't you? Always willing to get naked for me.” Connor whispers, seductively, before leaning in and kissing you. He cups your face as he passionately kisses you, dancing his lips against yours’. You wrap your arms around his waist as his tongue soon slides through your lips, exploring your mouth as you moan into his. The sexual tension just keeps growing and growing, rapidly getting out of control as you both make out. The guitar case soon slides off his shoulder and is dropped onto the floor, before his hands grab your hips. He pushes you backwards until you're pinned against one of the white, grungy walls. “Fuck waiting for a shower… I want you now…” Connor growls before kissing at your neck. You moan as you grip his hair, feeling your hardons grind against each other. His fingers fumble at your pants, unbuttoning them before pushing them down your legs, along with your underwear. Then last of all, he pulls the shirt you have on over your head, before throwing it over his shoulder. “Mmmm, see? Always ready to get naked no matter where we are.” He half laughs before kissing you again. He squeezes your ass while tongue fucking your mouth, as if giving you a taste of what’s to come. You take hold of his jumper and undershirt, before lifting it up over his head. As you throw it away, his muscular, ripped body is exposed in the dim lighting with his Vamps necklace resting against his chest. As you stare at it, Connor knows what you want. He grips your hair and pulls you into his chest, for you to worship and taste. You uncontrollably kiss and lick at his pecs as he lets out low groans. But as you suck on his erect, pink nipple, your hands begin undoing his pants, too. They fall to his ankles in a heap, along with his boxer briefs, releasing his thick, uncut meat. It stands proudly in front of you, but you don't stare for long before he guides your face into another kiss. You passionately make out as he keeps you pinned against the wall, running his hands all over you. Then finally, he reaches down, takes hold of your thighs before lifting you up. Your legs wrap around his waist on autopilot - something you’ve grown used to. “Fuck, I've been thinking about this all day.” Connor mutters before spitting on his cock. “Me too, Con…” You say, your hole twitching in anticipation as his make-shift lubed cock is placed at the entrance. Soon, you can feel it pushing its way inside of you. Your nails sink into his shoulders and back as he goes deeper and deeper, filling you up with his cock. “Arrrrrggh yeaaaah… Fuck, baby…” Connor groans, pressing his forehead against your shoulder as he goes balls deep. Then his hips begin moving. They sway back and forth, sliding his cock in and out of your tight tunnel. You can't help but moan as he gradually gets faster and harder, thrusting into you with his talented hips. “Oh yeah… Feels so good… Take it, baby…” Connor grunts, holding you against the wall as he kisses at your neck. You both echo off the large walls as he continues to plunge his meat inside of you, getting more aggressive with his thrusts. The two of you glisten as you continue fucking against the wall. You claw at his back as his balls slap against your skin as you feel him hitting your prostate. Your cock leaks precum all over itself as it’s throbbing, as you whimper his name. “Fuck, darling… I'm close…” Connor warns you. “Want me to cum inside you, baby?” He asks, leaning back so his diamond-blue eyes can look into yours. “Do it!” You beg, desperate for it. His lips soon attack yours. You both passionately moan into one another’s mouths as he’s getting closer and closer to his climax. He squeezes and spanks your ass, with his breathing becoming more rapid and shaky. Then finally, he can't hold back any longer. “Oh fuck! Fuck yeah!” He moans out, breaking off your lips and shuddering as you feel his cock twitch inside you. Hot fluids fill your hole, drowning his cock in his own seed as he breeds you raw. You can't help but moan with him as you feel his seed be planted inside you. His knees tremble but he doesn't drop you - he keeps you comfortably in the air. That is, until he’s finished. As he comes down from his orgasm, he gently lowers your feet down to the floor. “Fuck, that was so good…” Connor pants as you lean against the wall, trying to catch your breath as well. “Your turn now, baby.” He then says, before going down to his knees. Connor’s lips wrap around your cock, his sharp blue eyes looking up at you as he easily deepthroats it. You can't help but moan as you grip his hair, feeling his warm, wet mouth begin going up and down your shaft. He drools around it, slurping the precum gushing out your tip. You’re already really close and feeling his cum drizzling out of your hole was only bringing you closer. The climax rushes through your body until finally, it hits the cock inside Connor’s mouth. You moan out as you begin shooting your loads into his mouth. He hums around your shaft in eagerness, gulping down your warm cum. He swallows every single drop as your knees buckle, feeling the intense orgasm. When you’re done, your back falls back against the wall, heavily breathing. Meanwhile the bassist wipes his lips and stands back up as well. “Was that nice, baby?” He whispers, wrapping his arms around you and giving you a hug. “Amazing.” You respond, dizzy from the climax. “You’re dripping.” He smirks, amused, looking over your shoulder. “Don't worry, I'll eat you out when we get home.” He chuckles, before giving your cheek a kiss. Featuring:Jack wakes up in Brad's arms. It's not long before he's spending his first morning riding Brad. But soon Connor joins in too! I woke up in an entanglement of limbs this morning. As my eyes fluttered open, I figured out whose biceps were wrapped around me. Brad had his arm sprawled across my chest - as he was more or less spooning me. I looked over to see he was already awake, sleepily looking at me.
“Morning.” He mumbled with a sweet smile. “Morning.” I smiled back, before looking around. The room seemed deserted. “Where’s everyone gone?” I asked. “Gone to get breakfast. You were out cold.” Brad chuckled before giving my shoulder a kiss. “Well… I'm not used to having nights as intense as that.” I blushed. “Oh, I know, baby, you did so well.” Brad assured me, giving me a squeeze. “You certainly warmed me up to it.” I chuckled. “You were practically fucking me every morning and night when it was just the two of us.” I reminded him. “Oh yeah, well, how could I not?” Brad smirked, slowly getting on top of me as his lips began kissing against my neck. “Mmm… I'm definitely not gonna stop you…” I purred, wrapping my arms around his bare back as I felt his mouth passionately kiss my neck. “You turn me on so easily, baby… It's just not fair…” Brad whispered into my ear, sending chills through my body before our lips finally crashed together. Featuring:The Vamps have an incredible, hot, intense, sweaty orgy in their shared hotel room during their first night in San Francisco. We got off the plane and headed to our hotel. With the taste of Connor’s cum in my mouth, I held Brad's hand as we waited in the hotel lobby for us to be checked in. We managed to get a room that had 2 double beds so that we could all be together. We stepped into the lift and started heading up. By now it was pretty late in the evening, so we’d probably be exploring San Fran tomorrow.
“Enjoy your blowie then?” Tristan smirked at Connor as we were going up the elevator. “Oh fuck yeah. He's way too talented.” Connor scoffed, quite obviously checking me out as I blushed. “Tell me about it.” Brad chuckled, wrapping an arm around me. “Can't wait for experience it for myself.” Joe smirked, reaching down and giving my ass a squeeze. “I'm in fucking heaven.” I said, dreamily. The doors opened and we went to our room. James scanned the card and we walked inside. It was a pretty decent looking room. Two large double beds for us to make the most out of. “Alrighty… Lets get down to business.” Tristan said before gripping Connor by the shirt and pulling him into a rough kiss as they both fell onto the closest bed. We watched as they hungrily made out. “C’mon, baby.” Brad said, taking my hand and bringing me to the other bed. “Let's have some fun.” He whispered placing his hand on my chest and pushing me backwards onto the bed. I watched as he gripped the corners of his shirt and pulled it over his head, letting me see his beautifully sculpted body. It felt like I was falling in love with him all over again. “I love you.” I smiled, wrapping my arms around his waist. “Awh, baby. I love you too.” Brad said before pushing me back so I was laying on the bed, as he got on top of me. “More than anything in the world. You are my perfection. My world.” He whispered as he looked into my eyes. His deep, brown, caring orbs sparkled in the dim light. Our lips then crashed together as we began making out with a passion only we could create. I wrapped my arms around his beautiful body as a shirtless James and Joe fell onto the bed next to us, also making out. |
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