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. 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:On his third day of work experience, James goes with Brad to the karaoke bar and finds himself on stage getting DP'd yet again... The next day, I was able to sleep in a lot longer, which was much needed. After yesterday, I certainly needed time to recover from the intense fucking. It was nice that when I woke up this morning, I was in Brad’s arms. He was already awake and watching the TV on the wall whilst I was spooning his body. When he saw me stirring awake, he gave a sweet smile before pausing an episode of Friends - though I didn't remember the episode where Ross gave Joey a blowjob.
“Morning, Princess.” “M-Morning.” I mumbled, giving him a proper hug. I noticed that Tom and Ross weren't there. “The boys are at work. Just you and me for the time being.” He mentioned. “Still up for doing some work experience at the karaoke bar?” “Oh, definitely. I can't wait to hang out with you all evening.” I beamed. “Awh, me too.” Brad said before leaning down and kissing me. “Wanna come have a shower with me?” “I'd love to.” I nodded, happily. Featuring:The Doctor takes Luke and Ross to the end of the world, but they soon realise they're in more danger than it seems. Ross was in the Tardis, as excited as I was to start our new adventure. We stood in the green light of the control panels, ready for our first voyage.
“Right then, tell me. Where do you want to go? Backwards or forwards in time? It’s your choice. What’s it going to be?” The Doctor beamed. “Forwards.” I smiled. “How far?” Doctor asked. “100 years.” Ross said. So, he hit some levers around the controls and the Tardis flew for a few seconds, shaking us around a bit. “There you go. Step outside those doors, it’s the 22nd century.” The Doctor said when the Tardis landed, smug. “You’re kidding!” Ross said, stunned. “That’s a bit boring, though. Do you want to go further?” The Doctor smirked. “Do it.” I nodded. Soon, we were travelling again. “Ten thousand years in the future. Step outside, it’s the year 12005, the new Roman Empire.” Doctor said. “You think you’re so impressive.” Ross scoffed. “He bloody is.” I said, eager. “He wishes.” Ross teased. “Right then, you asked for it. I know exactly where to go. Hold on!” The Doctor exclaimed before soon, we were hurtling through time and space again, for longer. The Tardis stopped. “Where are we?” I asked, practically jumping on the spot. I hadn’t felt excitement like this for a long, long time. |
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