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Chichikuru	By : Moonchild10 Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Gorillaz Views: 4538 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Gorillaz. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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In the seconds it took for the two to cross the room, Murdoc’s shirt was taken off and discarded, his belt unbuckled before the bed was reached and 2D couldn’t resist the impulse to grab him as he crawled onto the bed, pulling the older man on top of him and letting him straddle him. Murdoc trailed kissed up his neck, lavishing him with the tenderness that he had thought he would never see Murdoc express. But at the moment, it was too slow… it wasn’t enough, and 2D was shaking harder than ever… whimpering again, feeling so helpless, and Murdoc returned to his mouth for a moment, sliding his tongue over the singer’s before he jutted his lower half down, grinding his pelvis rhythmically against 2D’s and making him gasp softly, shaking as sweat began to dampen his forehead. He clutched Murdoc’s hips and the ball of desire into his throat manifested itself into a soft, guttural moan.

“Murdoc,” he whispered, hoping the bassist would understand. “Please…” Murdoc lifted himself up, crouching over the singer, who kissed him desperately in the awkward position as he unfastened 2D’s belt and slowly undid the button on his pants and unzipped them. 2D helped get them off, wiggling so it would be easier for Murdoc and then quickly getting out of his silky boxers. When faced with 2D’s uncovered erection, the normal evil glint in his mismatched eyes intensified like the size of a bean under a microscope. 2D couldn’t help the shudder that went through his body as the bassist ran his unnaturally long tongue across his pointed teeth. For a moment, despite his desperate arousal, 2D was afraid of what his friend was going to do. It unsettled him with a flash of shock as Murdoc suddenly lowered his head, running that long, long tongue down his length and making him gasp in surprise and whimper with pleasure simultaneously. 2D could see Murdoc’s mouth curve upward in a smile before he took 2D’s entire cock into his mouth, flooding the singer’s senses with the two current situations; the wet, blissful sensation of Murdoc’s mouth around him, and the shocking fact that Murdoc… Murdoc Niccals… was actually sucking him off.

His thoughts were completely thrown away like leaves down a windy street as Murdoc wrapped his tongue around his cock, showering him with the wet warmth of that wonderfully long tongue, the pure, wet joy of the inside of his best mate’s mouth. Exploration finished, Murdoc went to work with his mouth and tongue, delivering a blowjob that rivaled all those 2D had received from women previously in his life. There was something different about it, something more intense and delicious, than anything he had felt in his life. He was so high, floating above the hotel and above all the stress and problems that being a rock star entailed. He and Murdoc were the last living souls, drifting high above the world. He could feel his hips moving, almost involuntarily, and he could feel himself hit the back of Murdoc’s throat, triggering Murdoc’s gag reflex (he obviously wasn’t used to this either) and bit his lip. Murdoc’s hands went to 2D’s hips, holding them firmly in place, and he groaned in protest. He needed to move, to feel the friction that mouth could bring, and Murdoc was denying him. The bassist always had been an expert at torturing him in every way possible, and he almost hated him for it at that moment.

And then, Murdoc’s warm hand cupped 2D’s balls gently, doing something strange and wonderful with his fingers that made 2D shudder and worry that he was going to lose it right then, and making him decide to forgive Murdoc completely. His hot tongue slid its way slowly along 2D’s member, torturing him with its painstakingly lingering touch, making him long for release. He gave a soft whimper, but Murdoc ignored him, continuing to lavish 2D’s cock with its attentions. Touching the tip of his head, the end of Murdoc’s tongue began a slow swirling motion, making 2D arch his back and moan softly, reaching down to twine his fingers through Murdoc’s hair and resisting the urge to pull it. It was all so hot, strikingly forbidden, and the sexiest thing 2D had ever endured.

“Murdoc… I think I’m going to…” he moaned faintly. He gave a whine of protest as the wet warmth of Murdoc’s mouth left him, and he felt Murdoc’s fingers pinch the base of his cock lightly to avoid giving 2D his release. It took 2D a few seconds to even process the fact that Murdoc was capable of being so cruel. God, how he wanted that mouth back.

“Oh no you don’t,” Murdoc told him with a rather sinister smile. “Not yet. I’m not done with you yet.” 2D couldn’t help but shiver with a mixture of fear and anticipation. He couldn’t really care less at the moment whether Murdoc cut his throat, as long as he got on to finishing what he had started. His entire body was sending him desperate messages about the nature of his current condition. He wanted Murdoc, and he wanted him now.

2D gave a soft noise of dissent as Murdoc moved away from him, the bed creaking as he slid to the floor. 2D could hear him rummaging for something. Naked and susceptible, he lie in desperate wait, wondering for a terrifying second if Murdoc was going to leave him here and go down to the hotel’s bar for some drinks. Such an act would not be out of Murdoc’s character. Perhaps he had been leading him on all this time only to give him an emotional slap in the face and walk away just when 2D was starting to need him more than ever. But somehow, that seemed so wrong. Because something about the heat of those past few minutes felt so real. He doubted even Murdoc could fake that kind of connection.

And then suddenly, Murdoc was back, and his fears dissolved inexplicably. He held something in his fist, and there was a look in his eyes that 2D couldn’t help but find wildly seductive as he licked his rough, chapped lips and offered a vicious but tempting smile. “Hello, Stuart.” that gravelly, rough voice sent shivers through his body and, if it was even possible, more heat to his groin. He lay tense with anticipation, looking up at Murdoc, his cheeks hot and his forehead already beaded with sweat that wasn’t even beginning to cool. Murdoc lay over him, coming down slowly to cover 2D’s body with his own, the leisurely pace he lowered himself at made 2D want to scream. He had never imagined Murdoc could be so cruel. But as Murdoc’s weight slowly pressed down on him and Murdoc finally stopped moving and looked down at him, licking his lips once more. Murdoc’s head lowered itself until it was barely above his own, Murdoc’s damp lips brushing 2D’s lightly and making his breath come shallow as he spoke in a rough whisper. “You’re fucking pretty, did you know that?”

2D could feel his already flushed face heat up with blush as he looked up into the bassist’s eyes. There was a look there that he could recall him having in the past. It was the way he looked at women. And right now he was looking at 2D as though he was the most beautiful woman in the world. It made a strange tingle go through his stomach, and for a moment all he could see were those eyes, those eyes that were mismatched but so oddly beautiful, staring straight back at him as though they were seeing him for the first time. And then Murdoc gave him that devilish smile again, and 2D lost his will to hold back once more, pressing his mouth into Murdoc’s and feeling that long tongue caress the inside of his mouth again, the heat building up like a molten ball of fire in the core of his being and sliding into his groin, making it almost impossible to think of anything else.

2D slid his hands underneath Murdoc, prompting him to lift his body a bit to give them some room. He fumbled with the button on Murdoc’s jeans, pulling in frustration at the dingy denim around it before Murdoc reached down and released the button effortlessly. Murdoc positioned one knee against the bed on either side of 2D to make the situation easier, and 2D took the opportunity quickly. The zipper couldn’t go down fast enough, and the jeans slid jerkily down past Murdoc’s hips under the guiding of 2D’s shaking hands, the animal print thong following and leaving his firm erection exposed. 2D wrapped a hand around Murdoc’s impressive length almost instinctively, inducing a small groan from Murdoc’s throat that 2D found irresistibly fascinating. Releasing Murdoc’s cock, 2D wiggled downward, stopping when he had positioned his head between Murdoc’s legs, and took as much as he could of it deeply into his mouth, tasting the strange but sensual muskiness of the man who had been his best friend for nearly ten years. Murdoc let out a soft, strangled moan that sent shivers down 2D’s spine, and he began to move his tongue slowly, exploring and tasting.

Propped up on his elbows, 2D’s arms threatened to give out under the pleasant shivers that went through them, and he steadied himself, trying to think of the things that he liked girls to do to him down there, realizing how blatantly terrified of disappointing Murdoc he was. Never having had this particular part of anyone in his mouth before, he tried not to move his mouth awkwardly, struggling to gain a familiarity of the organ in his mouth. He let his tongue keep exploring, lingering in the places that made Murdoc react the strongest. It was a few minutes later when Murdoc gave a particularly hard shiver and bucked twice into 2D’s mouth, hitting the back of his throat and gagging him, making his eyes water, clearly dangerously close to an climax. He pulled back, drawing himself out of 2D’s mouth and bringing their bodies together again, warm flesh colliding as their mouths met once more in a desperate tangle. 2D’s breathing increased as Murdoc expertly stroked him with his body, brushing their cocks together once, twice, three times and still kissing him overpoweringly. 2D’s tongue brushed Murdoc’s desperately, his entire body shaking as Murdoc did that thing he was doing with his body and twined his fingers through 2D’s hair. Murdoc was breathing just as hard as 2D was, frequently breaking the kiss so they could both gasp for air, only to come together again for more of that wild, intoxicating kiss, 2D‘s arms wrapped tightly around Murdoc, his hands clutching the older man‘s back.

It was becoming almost too much for 2D to bear, the hot, overwhelming delight of it all, the exhilarating brush of Murdoc against him, the taste of him in his mouth. Murdoc surprised him suddenly by pressing his pelvis down against him, grinding their cocks together and making 2D’s eyes widen, sweat beading on his already damp forehead. “Murdoc, stop it…” he whimpered, pleading the man on top of him with his eyes. “I need…” God, how he wanted to be fucked. He had never, ever envisioned that someday he would be in this position, beneath Murdoc Niccals on a bed in a hotel room, longing to experience sex with the man who had nearly ruined his life several million times over.

Murdoc’s smile oozed pure evil as he looked down at him. “You need what?” he asked with a glint in those eyes, his flushed cheeks giving him the illusion of being far younger than forty years old.

“You…” 2D felt the word pass his lips without his consent, the pitiful sense of yearning painfully evident even in the single syllable, his whisper barely audible, as insubstantial as lace. Murdoc slid off of him, still giving that smile that terrified him and turned him on all at once. He sat between 2D’s spread legs, giving him a curious, almost probing look. Lifting 2D’s lower body up a bit off of the bed, Murdoc placed two fingers in his mouth, still never taking his eyes off of 2D. 2D, afraid of irritating his friend, held his lower body slightly off the bed where Murdoc had positioned him.

When Murdoc pulled his fingers out again, they glistened wetly with saliva. 2D watched in fascination, unsure of what was going to happen next, and was soon answered as he felt wet warmth against the rim of his asshole, and he gasped in surprise as Murdoc’s fingertips caressed him there for a moment before pushing inside. The vocalist’s eyes widened, mesmerized by the strangely wonderful feeling of those two fingers inside of him. It was a bit uncomfortable and unexpectedly tight, and 2D tried to ignore the discomfort as Murdoc began to move those fingers, pressing into something that filled his entire body with a spasm of pleasure and made him moan faintly. The feeling of tightness began to ebb as 2D felt the constricted ring of muscle slowly begin to relax. When the touch left him a moment later, 2D whined in protest and watched as his companion moved.

Sitting on his knees, Murdoc reached for the object that he had dropped earlier, which lay beside them on the bed; a small tube of what looked like lube. “Brought it just in case…” Murdoc said in that seductive whisper, licking his lips. 2D was aware of his stomach quivering in anticipation, his entire body seeming to be more sensitive than usual and picking up every slight sensation. Murdoc paused for a brief moment, looking down at his vocalist and smiling in a way that was more sincere than any of those previous devilish grins, twisting the lid off of the tube. As 2D watched him, he realized that a small part of him was afraid. The rest of him just wished that Murdoc would hurry up. The powerful need that Murdoc had built up inside of him so proficiently was becoming almost too much to endure, and now, whatever he had gotten himself into, he just wanted it to happen. He watched as Murdoc coated himself with lube, covering the skin that still glistened with 2D’s saliva in the transparent substance. That moment when Murdoc began to move forward seemed to move in slow motion, and 2D held his breath in those last few seconds before Murdoc leaned into him and slowly, awkwardly wiggled himself inside of him.

Jesus Christ, did it hurt. 2D’s eyes widened and he gave a small whimper, blinking back the wetness that gathered in the corners of his eyes. The fit was so tight, even with the liberal amount of lube Murdoc had used, and 2D struggled not to cry out any more than he had to, biting his lower lip and trying not to show how much it hurt. Above him, Murdoc’s eyes were closed, a strained expression on his face, and 2D sensed how much self-control it was taking the older man not to move, and was overwhelmingly grateful. He lay still for a few moments, trying to grow accustomed to the feeling of Murdoc inside of him, and wondering vaguely if this was how a girl felt when she lost her virginity (though he guessed it was far less uncomfortable). Slowly, the bulk of the pain began to subside, and 2D became aware of how pleasant the sensation of Murdoc’s cock was, pulsing softly inside of him and filling his body with a strange tingling sensation. He gingerly squeezed Murdoc’s hips with his legs

“Alright…” he said in little more than a whisper, licking his lips. “I think I’m ready now, Muds.”

That first thrust rocketed into him, and he moaned substantially louder than before. Murdoc was hitting that something again, and it sent waves of pleasure unlike anything he had ever felt before coursing through his body. Murdoc continued to lunge, quickening 2D’s breathing into a pant to match Murdoc’s as new sweat began to bead on his forehead. He was aware of the odd sensation of Murdoc’s balls brushing his ass, of his sweaty thighs grazing him, of the way his hair stuck to his forehead as the sweat began to wet it.

As Murdoc continued to thrust and slowly brought the two rock stars together in a distinct, exquisite rhythm, 2D’s mind was blank of the world and everything else, blind deaf and unconscious of everything but the things Murdoc was making him feel, of the glorious tempo of their sex, and of the magnificent sounds that Murdoc made as he fucked him. The pleasure began to build into a white hot ball in 2D’s groin, his entire body beginning to shake once more as he neared climax. He wrapped his legs up around Murdoc’s thighs, pulling him farther inside of him and changing the angle of the penetration. Oh yes, that was it. 2D rocked his body back against Murdoc‘s thrusts, doubling the pressure and making Murdoc give a guttural moan, increasing his speed a bit.

2D shook slightly , growing nearer and nearer to climax by the second. As though Murdoc could read his thoughts, his hand gripped 2D’s cock tightly, beginning to clench and release. 2D moaned in appreciation and clawed slowly at the sheets on either side of him as the pressure began to build further and further, expanding like a balloon to the point of busting, needing to be released…. Ohgodthisisit 2D shook as his body shook with a tremor and he came forcefully over Murdoc’s hand. Murdoc climaxed almost simultaneously, bucking hard several times and them stretching out in a hard spasm, filling 2D with a strange sensation as the hot fluid sprayed into him in a fast stream. And then it was gone, and Murdoc was collapsing on top of 2D, kissing him hard and then pulling back, his breath coming in short gasps as the two lay together, 2D slipping his arms around Murdoc’s shoulders. He became aware of how warm he was, and of the soft feeling of contentment that was closing over him like a blanket. The two lay together for a moment, breathing slowly returning to normal as the warmth of the afterglow began to face. Then Murdoc was up, reaching for his bottle of alcohol that rested on the nightstand and taking a long drink.

“That was…” he took a sip as he gathered his thoughts and appeared to come up empty. “…yeah.”

2D nodded, a small smile slipping over his face. He had no words.
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