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Okay, this would be Little_Miss_Disaster's bit. BTW I agree with her, if there aren't no reviews no boysex for you.

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member what i said about killing you if you don't review? well i changed my mind. no review=no more boysex from miss disaster. oh yeah, you know i can write entire stories without sex, don't make me do it!
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“Who the fuck is this guy?” Matt asked irritably from the back of the van when Mikey and Ryan tried to persuade him to come out of the back. He looked very much like a troll, comfortable in his darkness.

“This is Ryan.” Mikey said timidly.

“Hi. Ray.” Ray said holding out his hand to the older man.

Ryan shook his hand, trying to see the kid’s face under all the hair, “Hiya. Come on. We’re getting you a couple of rooms.” He waited for Matt to crawl out from the back.

“Alright.” Matt grumbled, hefting his bag over his shoulder, “But when it comes time to pay, you’re blowing him.” He pointed at Mikey.

Mikey blushed furiously and slammed the door of the van, “Fuck off.” He muttered.

Ray accidentally dropped his bag on Matt’s foot, “Oh sorry man.” He said over the other boy’s cursing.

Ryan restrained himself from laughing, barely, and he led them to the hotel his band was staying at. He got a room for Matt and Ray to share and went back up to his own floor with Mikey. It was an awkward ride in the elevator. Ryan attempted to fill the silence by making inane small talk, but all he was getting were monosyllabic replies without any eye contact.

Mikey didn’t know what to do. He’d never been very good at picking up people in bars. The elevator doors opened and they stepped into the hall, going a little ways down it.

Ryan stopped in front of Jay’s room. Someone was screaming and it took him a second to realize it was good screams. He looked back at Mikey, who had turned a shade of red so vivid, he thought he was going to break a blood vessel, “Told you he’d be fine.”

“My brother screams like a girl.” He mumbled.

“Brother? Hmm.” He unlocked the door to his own room and motioned for Mikey to enter, following him inside, “Welcome to every hotel room I have ever stayed in since we started making money.” He made a grand gesture that encompassed the entire suite.

“It’s very,” Mikey paused, “Beige.” He said finally.

It was. Everything was done in creamy whites and pale beiges. All the fixtures were fake gold and it felt like being stuck in the world’s most boring example of blandness.

Ryan laughed a little, “Yeah. I think that describes it perfectly.” he went to the minibar, cracking it open, “What are you drinking?”

“Scotch.” Mikey said, barely getting his hands up in time to catch the three tiny bottles Ryan tossed at him. After a quick mental calculation of how many drinks he’d had at the bar, he thought he would be okay drinking that much.

Ryan grabbed some little bottles of vodka and joined Mikey on the bed.

Mikey was picking at the generic floral bedspread, idly tracing some of the roses with the tip of his finger. He’d already finished off two of his teeny bottles of booze/

“So how where are you guy playing tomorrow?” Ryan asked, trying small talk once again to put the nervous bassist at ease.

“Some shitty club.” Mikey mumbled he looked up at Ryan, blushed and looked back down where he was toying with his last bottle of scotch. He opened it and downed it before tossing it aside and jumping on Ryan, grabbing his face and kissing him.

Ryan was shocked at Mikey’s sudden shift in personality, but not unpleasantly so. He wrapped his arms around the slim waist and pulled him into his lap, kissing him gently, softly exploring his mouth with his tongue. Mikey relaxed into the kiss, letting his hands fall so they gripped Ryan’s shoulders. They kissed like that for a while, Mikey getting bolder with his caresses until he tugged off Ryan’s shirt and tossed it over his shoulder. Ryan responded by pulling off Mikey’s shirt and reversing their positions so Mikey lay on his back with his legs hanging off the bed.

Mikey shuddered, breath catching in his throat as Ryan began to kiss his neck, nibbling softly, sucking lightly, making a wet trial to his nipple. Mikey gasped and clutched at the bedspread. Ryan grinned to himself and started a slow path down to the waistband of his jeans. He loved the way the young man beneath him writhed and squirmed, making little moans and pants.

Ryan unbuttoned Mikey’s pants and pulled the zipper down slowly.

“Oh yes, please, yes.” Mikey moaned softly when Ryan opened his pants and stroked the growing bulge he found there.

Ryan pulled his pants and boxers down, warm breath tickling Mikey’s cock. The younger man groaned, hips giving an involuntary jerk. Ryan stroked Mikey’s cock, rubbing his thumb across the tip, smearing the little dribble of precum across the head. Mikey threw his head back and let out a sigh that turned into a long moan as Ryan closed his lips over the throbbing organ in his hand. His head bobbed up and down as he deep throated the young Way’s dick, reaching up with his free hand to fondle his balls. Mikey moaned again, thrusting his hips into the moist heat of Ryan’s mouth.

Mikey was in heaven as Ryan pumped his cock in tie with his mouth, stopping to swill his tongue around the head, licking at the soft underside, tracing the vein that ran from the base to the tip. His toes curled inside his battered Chuck’s and he groaned when his belly tightened all too soon, “Fuck Ryan! Yes!” he panted, grabbing his own hair and pulling it over his face.

Ryan looked up at Mikey, lost for a moment in the beauty of the boy as he bit his lip, covering his face with his hands. He watched as the honey eyes popped open wide, the slim body arched and he let out a string of unintelligible nonsense as he came in Ryan’s mouth.

Breathing heavily, Mikey collapsed back on the bed, barely noticing Ryan getting up and searching in his bag.

‘Fuck! Where did I put it?’ Ryan dug through his bag, searching for a bottle of lube, knowing that he put it in the bottom, under his pants. He pushed aside seemingly endless piles of vinyl and pleather, before he remembered that he’d left it in the bathroom.

He returned to the bedroom triumphant, only to discover Mikey snoring softly on the bed, pants around his ankles and a small smile on his lips. ‘Fuck.’ He took off the kids shoes and pants before tucking him in the bed, returning to the bathroom with his lube.

“This is too fucking weird. Some random guy giving us a hotel room.” Matt muttered, sitting on one of the twin beds.

Ray sat cross-legged on the other, playing his guitar, imagining how it would sound plugged in, “Can’t you just accept a nice gesture? Mikey said he was in a band too. The guy probably knows what it’s like to have to sleep in a van with a bunch of other guys and he just wanted to do something nice for some fellow musicians.” He tuned out Matt’s bitching for a minute as he played a killer riff, picturing himself on stage kneeling in front of the monitors.

“Mikey must be one hell of a lay.” Matt finished when Ray returned to the room.

Ray looked at Matt and decided he couldn’t take another minute of looking at the drummers chronically discontent face and stood up, placing his guitar on the bed gently, “Man, I’m going to go find a cheap bar.” He said and left the room with a flick of his Afro.

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