Long Night | By : bluemidget Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Green Day Views: 1074 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Ronnie's gentle hands guide me and stop me from stumbling as he leads me down the corridor, his arm slung around my shoulders. The blindfold he has placed over my eyes has robbed me of sight completely and the feeling of helplessness frightens me a little, but Ronnie whispers in my ear and traces the red star tattoo on my wrist with his finger, assuring me that what he has planned will more than make up for this inconvenience. His playful tone echoes in my head, and I imagine Ronnie grinning as he speaks, like Tre does. Tre and Ronnie are so alike in lots of little ways; their boundless energy, zest for life and the way their eyes light up like stars when they smile, which is often. Take away the English accent and dye Ronnie’s hair red, and the two men could almost be twins. Maybe that’s why I didn’t protest when Tre suggested that Ronnie join in the next time we had sex; the thought of Tre, Ronnie and myself in one bed, our bodies tangled, fingers twisting into the sheets as we satisfy each other, excites me beyond all rational thought.
Ronnie stops me suddenly, and I hear him push open a door before he leads me into a room and sits me down on a chair. He removes the blindfold, and I have to blink a few times to clear the blur in front of my eyes; the image before me is a familiar one, yet it never fails to turn me on. Tre is reclining naked on the bed, hand over his crotch and relaxed like a nude model for a painting, and when he sees he’s got my full attention he removes his hand and spreads his legs wide. He gives me a cheeky smile as he glides his fingers over his erect cock, not putting enough pressure on it to pleasure himself but enough to make my mouth go dry at the sight, and my cock goes rigid as his fingers move to his testicle and stroke it. The pressure in my jeans is unbearable, and I have to take them off, keeping my eyes on Tre all the while. Tre’s performance has made me completely forget about Ronnie, and I jump when he speaks.
“Show Billie what you’re going to do to him.” Tre reaches under the bed, giving me a nice view of his ass, and comes up holding a large realistic looking dildo. I hope he’s going to use it on himself, but what he does is even better; he slides his tongue over the head and takes it into his mouth. I close my fingers around my hard-on and fight the temptation to close my eyes; I want to be watching Tre when I come, but as Ronnie comes over and holds my hands still so I can’t move them over my cock, I realise that’s not going to happen as soon as I’d like.
Tre’s tongue flicks over the dildo like it’s real, and his eyes meet mine as he moves it in and out of his mouth, making it slick with saliva, and Ronnie moves one of his hands from mine to motion Tre over. Tre throws the dildo aside and approaches, kneeling in front of me to repeat his actions on my cock. I gasp and shudder in the chair as he licks the pre-come from my slit and runs his tongue over the sensitive vein of my cock, and I try to keep still as he swallows me whole, but it’s impossible; I thrust up into his mouth, straining for release. He holds my quivering thighs as steady as he can, and Ronnie has to help him keep me still; I’m about to come, I can feel the familiar heat starting in my belly, I’m so close…
I can’t help but whimper with disappointment as Tre stops what he is doing and moves back onto the bed, spreads his legs, lifts his hips and arches his back; he’s opening himself up to me completely, and as soon as Ronnie lets me go I practically run over to join Tre on the bed. I look around frantically for lube, but Tre grins and guides my hand to his opening, pushing one of my fingers inside, and I feel the wet heat around my finger and realise that he’s already prepared, probably courtesy of a certain Mr Blake. The latter comes over to hold my hips as I push into Tre, and I hear what sounds like a bottle being opened. Something cool is being rubbed into my entrance, and Ronnie pushes a finger in tentatively, his other hand stopping me from pushing back as he gets me ready. It’s all I can do to keep my breathing steady, and I press my head into the crook of Tre’s shoulder, his arms coming round to enfold me and stroke my hair.
Ronnie is finally finished, and enters me, picking up a fast pace. I let his thrusts push me into Tre, angling my cock so I hit his prostate with each movement, and he clenches around me each time I do. Tre has positioned himself in a way that lets me get so deep inside him, and I want to back up to watch myself moving in and out of him, but Ronnie’s leaning against me too heavily for that, snapping his hips into mine with as much force as he can muster. It won’t be long now, and I move my hand to Tre’s cock, hoping to get him off before I come. For Ronnie’s sake, he’d better not stop; he pushes against my sweet spot with each thrust, and my legs are trembling with the pleasure of possessing someone and being mounted at the same time, and the fire erupts again as I feel Tre jerk under me, moaning and clawing at my back, fluid spilling onto both of us. His muscles clench around me, and I’m gone, gritting my teeth as I give a small scream, thrusting into him through my orgasm, feeling myself go soft inside him, and my fingers must be digging into Tre painfully, but I can’t help it.
Ronnie’s breathing is harsh with ecstasy, and I hear him grunt above me before his cock drives into me one final time and his come fills me. He doesn’t withdraw, however, merely slumps onto my back, his breath warming my neck as he comes down. We stay like that for what seems like forever, until Ronnie breaks the moment.
“Ready for round two, lads?”
I’m in for a long night.
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