Featuring:The next morning, the boys adjust to their new lifestyle and get to work on their assignment. I woke up this morning to the sound of talking. Brad wasn't laying on me anymore, however he had his arms around me, spooning me. As I looked around I noticed they were all awake, talking to each other.
“Oh hello sleeping beauty.” Ross chuckled when he noticed I was awake. He was sat up along with Tom. “Morning.” I half laughed. “Sleep well, baby?” Brad asked, giving my cheek a kiss. “Best I've slept in a long time.” I admitted. “Same.” Tom said. “I was just asking these guys if they want breakfast, you want any?” Ross offered. “Urr… I dunno, I'm barely awake, honestly.” I scoffed, sitting up with Brad. “Awwh… You’re so cute when you sleep.” Ross chuckled before leaning in and giving me a kiss. “Mmmm I like this.” I smiled, dreamily. “Yeah, I know right? This might be the best thing that's ever happened to me.” Tom chuckled. “It’s a pretty perfect situation.” Brad said before giving Tom a kiss as well. “So… Breakfast? I'm hungry.” Ross scoffed before I watched him get out of bed, naked… I couldn't help but stare and I don't think I was the only one. “Ross I hope you don't mind, but I'm gonna have to fuck you one day.” Brad scoffed, checking out his ass as we got out of bed. “Can't wait.” Ross smirked. For some reason I felt a bit self conscious about my own body again. Thankfully Ross suggested we put our underwear back on, whilst pulling up a pair of tight blue boxer briefs. “Oh, our boxers are still downstairs.” Brad remembered. “You can borrow mine, if you want?” Ross said, opening his drawer and pulling some out. “Really?” Tom asked, surprised. “Yeah, it'll be hot.” Ross smirked, handing them to us. I pulled on a yellow pair, Brad pulled on a red pair and Tom pulled on a purple pair.
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Featuring: When asked to do an assignment together, Brad, Tom and James go to Ross' lavish home. Instead of working, they get tipsy and let sexual energies rise in a hot tub. It was a Thursday morning as I was packing my bag for college. This had been my first week and I had barely spoken to anyone in my class - I was a pretty shy person. Once I get to know a person I come out of my shell a bit easier but for now I was the quiet kid in the corner. It wasn't long before my tired ass was on the bus though, heading to my college. As I looked out the window, I wondered what my day would be like. So far it had just been Induction stuff - boring shit. I went to a performing arts school where I was taking a media class that basically had a little bit of everything in it. We'd be doing filming, radio, music, animation, advertising units among with a couple others. I was listening to music as the empty bus drove through town in the chilly weather. September in the U.K means it could be tank tops and shorts weather one minute, then gloves and scarves the next. I compromised, wearing a lightweight denim jacket with a yellow t-shirt underneath, with black trousers and shoes. When the bus stopped, I got off and headed down a couple roads before hurrying out of the frosty air and into the slightly less cold college - the heating was shit. Thankfully my college had a little cafeteria that sold hot chocolate, so I grabbed a cup before heading up the two flights of steps towards my classroom.
Featuring:We meet Tomaddin who manages to escape the clutches of the royal guards and rewards himself with Brad the street monkey's dick. “Stop thief!” A guard yells the next morning in the streets of Agrabah. A young street urchin named Tomaddin - Tom for short - was desperately trying to steal a simple loaf of bread. As many of the men and women of Agrabah have noticed, Tom is very handsome for a street rat. With a muscular yet skinny body, broad shoulders and curly brown hair with deep chestnut eyes - it's hard not to stare. As a poor kid, his clothes are limited. He walked barefoot and wore just a sleeveless purple vest that showed off his abs in a way Tom was secretly proud of. He also wore a pair of extremely baggy, cream coloured pants with a few patches he had used to cover rips and holes. A red fez also sat on his head of curls - a signature look all the admirers loved. As mentioned, he was running away from the palace guards who were trying to stop him from stealing… again.
“I'll have your head for a trophy, street rat!” One of the guards threatened, holding out a sword, stood on the other side of a rooftop. They wore turbans with yellow sashes, black armour and white royal pants. “All this just for a loaf of bread?” Tom sighed before leaping off the rooftop. He fell into a street of Agrabah, grabbing a washing line on the way so he could swing down, though he still ended up falling onto the ground in a thud. However, he still had his loaf of bread. “YOU WON’T GET AWAY SO EASY!” A guard yelled from the roof he came from. “I dunno, seemed pretty easy to me.” Tom said, winking at a couple girls and boys nearby. “THERE HE IS! DON’T LET HIM GET AWAY!” Another Palace guard shouted, appearing at the other end of the street along with a couple others. “Oh fuck!” Tom muttered before starting his sprint. he burst into a spring, going down an alley, but was quickly greeted by another guard. Quickly taking a plank of wood off the floor, he used it to block the sword and while the attacker was caught off guard, Tom quickly climbed up a tower of barrels. “Can't you guys just appreciate I'm broke?!” Tom said, cockily before kicking the barrels down, making them run over the oncoming guards. “Riff raft!” “Street rat!” They yelled after Tom as he climbed some scaffolding. “It's just a little snack!” Tom insisted, standing on top of a teetering tower of construction. “Rip him open and take it back!” Another guard spat, trying to shake the wobbly structure Tom stood on. Tom quickly managed to jump off, swinging on a wooden beam before leaping through a window. It just so happened to be the Agrabah gay brothel - meaning it was filled with men Tom had met before. Rugs and beds were everywhere, along with some crazy sexy mechanisms. “You bottoming today, Tom, or are you running away from another crime?” Connor, one of Tom’s regulars asked, completely naked and being sucked off by Tristan - another regular. “Unfortunately the latter… Gotta eat to live, gotta steal to eat, I’ll tell you all about it when I got the time!” Tom blurted out as he ran past the various people fucking, before jumping through another window and landing back down in the street. “THERE HE IS!” A guard yelled, appearing with some more friends down the end of the road. Tom ran and ran until more guards appeared in front of him. “Let's not be too hasty!” Tom tried, as they backed him up against a door. “Hey tasty.” It opened, revealing an old flame of Tom’s. “Oh… Hi Hemsworth.” Tom said, seeing the huge, muscular, shirtless man. “Need a hand?” He asked. “Please!” So, Hemsworth picked Tom off the ground and threw him up so he could leap over the guards, doing flips in the air until he landed behind them, rolling into a run. After running past a couple more blocks, Tom found a large building with stairs circling the perimeter of it and quickly sprinted up the tower. Somehow the guards knew what he was doing because a couple of them cut him off halfway up, but not just before a window. Tom jumped through, running past an elderly couple fucking in the doggy position. “Never too old, I say!” Tom chuckled, grabbing a rug on the way. “Now all I gotta do is juuuump!” He said before jumping through the second window. He held the rug above his head and used it to glide downwards into an alleyway, officially losing the guards. 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. Featuring:Jake discovers a secret his boyfriend, Brad, had been keeping from him. Bradley Simpson and I had been dating for 2 months now, and it was amazing. He was the perfect gentleman. He took me out on dates, was so complimentary and... Well the sex was amazing. It was definitely the best relationship I've ever had. Today was the first day of their tour in America and we were in Seattle to begin with.
I was backstage in the venue as they performed, feeling completely exhausted from the long plane trip yesterday. I watched the 4 sweaty boys perform and when they finished, we all came into the dressing room. "Wow that was an amazing start!" Tristan beamed, moving the blonde, wet hair out of his face. "They were so loud!" James added. "Hey babe, you okay?" Brad asked, coming over and giving me a kiss. "Yeah, you guys were amazing!" I grinned. "Are you sure you wanna spend every night backstage? We won't be offended if you go out and explore." Connor told me. "Are you kidding? Nothing is more fun than watching you guys rock out." I assured him as I tried to subtly smell Brad's body... I may have a teeny tiny sweat kink. "You're so sweet!" Brad said before giving me another kiss. The boys got changed into non-sweaty clothes and we went out to eat. It was super late and we went to one of the only restaurants still open, which was mostly empty. We were laughing and chatting away, when... I kinda noticed something... We had had a couple drinks, when I saw that Connor was looking at me a lot. I dunno if I was seeing things because I was tired or drunk or something but I swear he was... Thinking naughty things. He even bit his bottom lip! I tried to give him a hint by wrapping an arm around Brad to holding his hand, but Connor just kept giving me those looks. |
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