I Was In Love | By : VillesSlave Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > HIM Views: 2278 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Ville's POV
Ok, before you go and think that Bam and I are horrible people, please try to remember the trauma that Raab and Dico put us through. If you’re not a man, you can’t understand it, but damn having an erection for so long really does hurt! And jerking it over and over can make it raw and sore. I love my dick, so I prefer it not to turn ugly shades of purple.
Now, I know what Bam did to Raab and Dico, all right, what we both did to them, was terrible, but even I have to say that they deserved some sort of revenge. After Bam and I were finished blowing each other, we dressed and walked calmly into their room, where the screams had died to moans of pain. The porno was playing and despite what looked like a valiant effort to ignore it, both Raab and Dico had their eyes glued to the TV, their dicks obviously hard from all the visual stimuli, and bouncing tremulously close to the spinning blades of the fans. Dico took notice of us first and began begging us to release them.
“Bam, Bam come on, man! This is torture! Let us go please!!!!!”
“Are you ever going to touch my booze again?”
Raab began a stream of curse words that didn’t really form any coherent sentence “God fucking man bitch wanna fucking hump fucker goddamn you stupid piss Bam asshole!!!” Never taking his eyes off of the TV until the fan clipped his dick and he screamed like a woman.
“PLEASE BAM!!!” Dico continued to yell, “We wont touch your booze ever again!”
I have to admit, I felt sorry for them…after all, this had to hurt more than a constant hard on “Bammi, I think they’ve learned their lessons…” I gave him the puppy dog eyes and I could practically see the hard-ass exterior he showed to everyone else crumbling.
“Oh, all right then.” He and I turned off the fans, Dico and Raab giving a loud sigh of relief. I helped Bam cut the duct tape from their wrists and ankles. In any other house, it would have seemed odd for 4 men to be so accustomed to seeing each other’s dicks, but at Castle Bam seeing people naked was as common as seeing people skateboarding. So Raab and Dico were now free from their shackles, and after calling Bam some choice names, they strutted out of the room, still clad only in their birthday suits, but both holding onto their dicks for dear life as though afraid they’d fall off. I have to admit that it was funny. Just don’t tell Bam I said so.
Bam's POV
So, once we were done freeing Raab and Dico, we headed back into our bedroom. After all, it was only 7-something in the morning, Typically, we don’t even go to bed until the wee hours of the morning. Y’know, when the sex is done and the post coital sandwich has been eaten. As soon as our door was shut, Ville had pealed off his clothes and crawled back into my large, smooshy bed. I followed suit, curling my arms around him. He pressed his face into my chest and our legs entwined together. Our cocks rubbed innocently against each other’s and soon, I was hard as a rock against him. Unfortunatly for me, Ville was asleep within minutes, so I was left alone with my little problem. I sighed and tried to fall asleep, but his rhythmic breathing caused his cock to rub gently against mine and the light feathery touches were making me crazy. Slowly, stealthily, I reached my hand down and wrapped it around my own cock, trying not to disturb Ville. I began a slow, lazy pumping motion, stifling my moans by mashing my face against my pillow. I didn’t notice Ville wake up until I felt his hand wrap around mine, around my cock. My head shot up and I stared into his lusty green eyes.
“Bammi, I do believe you’re blushing.”
“God, you’re so sexy. Fuck me.”
“Anything you want, Darling.”
And before I knew it, he slapped my hand away and bent down to wrap his lips around my cock. As soon as I felt his sweet, warm mouth enveloping me, I couldn’t help but lose all my control.
“Oh, God, Willa! I’m coming!” I came right then, and it felt like someone knocked the wind out of me it was so strong. I was left gasping and shuddering with my eyes shut.
“Do you know how sexy you look when you come, Sweetheart?” I smiled lazily, still too tingly to do much talking until I felt a long finger pressing against my entrance. I gasped at the sensation as he pushed his finger into me, quickly finding my prostate.
“Oh fuck, Ville…..God you’re so fucking good at that..”
He grinned at me and I heard him pop open a tube of lube and squirt it onto himself.
“Are you ready for me, Bammi?” I nodded and he pushed himself into me, in one fell swoop I took his entire length (and believe me when I say length) into my body. It wasn’t hesitant or scared, but still gentle. It was the least preparation we had ever done, and I’d be lying if I said it didn’t hurt. It still felt wonderful, but I had to motion for him to hold his place inside of me to allow me to adjust. Ville was leaning over me in a push-up sort of position. I felt his muscles shaking with the effort to not just slam into me. I admired his control, lord knows I don’t have any. Suddenly, Ville moaned gutterally,and it scared the hell out of me.
“Willa, what’s wrong?”
“Nothings wrong…your muscles…theyre clenching around me, and….god…I’m so close, Bammi, and I don’t want to be close…”
I grinned wickedly and purposely tensed my muscles around him, making him moan again.
“Oh god…Bam..Brandon, please… my self-control is not limitless and you’re really pushing my bounds…God, I just want to fuck you into the mattress.”
I grabbed his head and pulled him down for a kiss before whispering against his lips “Then fuck me into the mattress.”
Ville's POV
I took Bam at his word, which is a good thing he gave it, because my control was shot to hell and I grabbed his tight ass with my palm and began to slam into him, hard as I was able to and keep my rhythm. He screamed for me, and I felt at the crux of each thrust, my cock bump up against his prostate. Without warning, he came again, I felt his come hit my stomach, and the clenching of his muscles was almost too tight, too much for me, so I had to slow my pace or I was going to come and I wasn’t ready to come yet. I leaned closer against him, pressing us together from stomach to chest and kissed along his jawline, my thrusts slow and languid. His hands played in my hair, down my back, along my ass, anywhere he could reach. The callouses on his fingertips felt wonderful against my skin and it made me arch against him. I felt him growing hard again between our stomachs and I began to speed up my thrusts. I wanted him to come with me this time. Bam can come at the drop of a dime, one minute he can be soft and loose, the next he can be coming like a fire hydrant. It baffles me.
“God, Ville…you’re making me close again…I’m going to come again..”
“Wait for me, Bammi…I want..to come together.”
“God, then you’d better hurry…”
“God, you’re so fucking sexy, Bammi…”
“Oh, Willa….God, I love you.”
“BamBam I love you so much..”
I felt the familiar pooling in my groin and I knew that this was it, I was going to come, whether he did or not.”
“Oh god, Bammi! I’m going to…god, I’m coming!”
I felt my cock jerk, harden impossibly within him and I wrapped my hand around his rock hard length, stroking quickly and tightly. I felt him jerk and then felt it as his come spurted from his cock just as I fell over the edge into orgasm. He screamed my name, and I bit his neck to silence my own screams of pleasure.
After we were spent, I lay down on his chest, not bothering to pull out of him. His warmth was too inviting. He wrapped his arms around me, we moved so that we were laying on our sides facing each other, and like that we fell asleep.
Bam's POV
When we woke up, the first thing I noticed was that our bedroom door was open. I knew that I had shut it. I figured that someone had come in looking for something, and didn’t think to much of it til I tried to pull away from Ville. I felt my dick tug, and felt my skin burning. I heard Ville cry out in pain as I tried to pull away, and when I looked down, I saw that our dicks were stuck together!!
“Holy shit, Bam, what happened? What kind of lube was that?”
“Fuck, it wasn’t the lube, someone fucking super-glued our dicks together!”
I tried to pull away again, only succeeding in making a stabbing pain shoot up both of our dicks.
“GGAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!BAMSTOPTUGGINGYOUREHURTINGME!!!”
“MOTHERFUCKINGHOLYSHITGODDAMMITIMGONNAFUCKINGKILLYOUDICO!!”
We tried to calm down, Ville looking close to tears at the red welt that was beginning to form on his dick. I felt terrible for him, and hell- for me too, but we’d get them back. Not all we had to do was get un-stuck.
“Holy shit, Ville, what do we do? What if we can’t get unstuck?”
“Bam?”
“What if we’re allergic to the super glue and they have to amputate?”
“Bam??”
“What if-“
“BAM!”
“What???”
“I have to pee.”
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