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It's Not Just Scary Things That Go Bump	By : pricedarkness Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Slipknot Views: 1580 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: I'm uploading the stories from my Slashknot account (priceofdarkness) and putting them here. This is the first one.

I had, hours ago, come to the conclusion that I wasn’t falling to sleep anytime soon. Chris had gone out partying with Paul, Mick and Jim so I was all alone in the hotelroom, not that I minded. I much prefer it then the loud, cramped atmosphere of the hotel bar. Unsuccessfully trying to once again get comfortable in the hotel bed I groaned in defeat and shoved one of the many pillows over my face. Why did the hotel seem to what to give us a biz-zillion pillows anyway?

I pushed the palms of my hands, through the pillow onto my eyes and kept myself amused by seeing what shapes I could make out of the white dots and kaleidoscope like colours that quickly appeared. It did nothing to help my insomnia but did manage to pass the time and engage me enough that the banging of the hotel door opening made me jump.

“Shut up Paul, you’ll wake Craig” I rolled my eyes under closed eyelids at Chris’ pathetic attempt at a drunken whisper. I heard drunken giggling before a dull thud.

“Fuck, that was my little piggy toe!” I heard Paul gasp. I bit my lip to keep from sniggering, Paul drunk isn’t a mature sight. I heard the springs of Chris’ bed squeak and assumed the bassist had sat down. I could just imagine him nursing his foot with a drunken-hurt-child expression.

“Aww Pauly, want me to kiss it better?” My eyes popped open under the pillow. What the fuck? Had hell frozen over? I heard suspicious shuffling and the uncanny sound of a zipper being undone.

“I got something else you can kiss Chrissy” Paul’s drunken voice had taken on a much huskier tone that is associated with lust. I was shocked and confused but strangely, I found the whole situation arousing. Oh shot me, I’m so fucked.

“I thought you’d never ask” The percussionist replied, his voice clearly over ridden by lust. I heard another thud and a low moan and could picture it clearly. Chris on his knees between Paul’s spred legs. Paul’s jeans unbuttoned and unzipped, tenting boxers meeting the lusty gazes of both men.

Another, louder moan.

Chris reaching his long fingers into said boxers, wrapping around the bassist’s hot, pierced and pulsing flesh. With that cheesy smirk, Chris finally releases Paul’s cock from it’s cotton prison and brings his pink lips to it’s tip, placing a soft kiss on the leaking head.

“Fuck Chris more” I could feel myself harding at the sounds of the room. Paul’s deep moans and the distinctive suction sounds. “Stop teasing” I could just imagine Chris smirking around Paul’s cock. He had been ever so slowly sucking the tip. Bobbing his head down then completely off the other mans pulsing member. “Mmmmmm yeah like that” It took all my self control not to moan as images of Chris taking as much as he could of Paul into his mouth, bobbing his head before removing Paul completely and licking the length. “Oh Fuck. So close” Paul’s moans were slowly getting louder, each noise vibrated off the walls and came directly back to me, affecting my body in R rated ways. A last loud moan signaled Paul’s end followed by the sound of Chris’ mouth releasing the softening cock. “You’re turn babe”

“Oh it is” I heard shuffling and suddenly a hand was pressed against my hard cock and the pillow ripped from my face. “Care to join us Craig? Or would you prefer to watch again?” The grins on their faces effected my already aching cock.

“Fuck” I gasped and Paul’s hand started rubbing. Chris laughed and bit my ear gently.

“That’s exactly what we’re gonna do Craig, exactly what we’re gonna do”

I wasn’t going to be sleeping anyway.

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“He defiantly isn’t complaining” Paul laughed. I let out a string of embarrassing moans as Paul’s hand crept into my boxers and wrapped around my aching cock. I raised my hips and he slid my boxers off.

“Like that Craig?” I couldn’t hold in the loud moan as Paul began stroking my cock slowly. “Quite vocal in bed, aren’t you Craig?” Chris laughed. I bit my lip in an attempt to stop from making a noise as Paul’s thumb caressed my tip.

“Fuck” I gasped. Chris chuckled quietly and pressed his lips to mine. I found myself kissing back just as needy and instantly addicted to his unique taste. He tasted of alcohol with a twist of something uniquely his. I braided my fingers through his hair and moaned into the kiss. Chris’ hand was rubbing my chest under my shirt paying particular attention to my nipples. I ripped my mouth away from Chris’ and cried out when I felt Paul’s mouth engulf my erection. “Oh fuck Paul” I could feel his lips bobbing up and down my cock and every time my tip hit the back of his throat. To get my attention back to him, Chris licked up the side of my face and pinched my nipple. I whined and squeezed my eyes closed. The whine, embarrassingly, turned from one of pleasure to one of disappointment when Paul pulled away. Chris’ hand suddenly disappeared and I opened my eyes. Paul pulled Chris’ shirt off, none to gently, and tossed it behind his head before turning his attention to Chris’ belt. Their skilled and practiced hands quickly had them naked and they both turned predatory grins to me.

“Are you going to get undressed some time tonight Craig?” Paul teased grinning at me. I could feel myself blushing and sat up quickly. I fiddled with the buttons on my shirt embarrassingly until pair of hands pulled mine away and quickly undid the buttons.

“Leave the virgin alone Paul” Chris said pushing my night shirt off my shoulders. Paul’s hands took over from behind me and pulled it off my arms and dropped it on the floor.

“I’m not-”

“So you’ve been fucked or fucked a guy before Craig?” Paul said wrapping his arms round my middle while Chris attached his mouth to my neck, sucking and biting at the sensitive spot where my neck meets my shoulder.

“No” I moaned tilting my head to the side to give Chris more room. Paul ran his fingers gently up mysides, sending shivers down my spine.

“Then, to us anyway, you’re a virgin Craig” He whispered in my ear before biting my earlobe gently. I moaned loudly and relaxed back into him. “How about we fix that now eh Craig?” I could only whine in response as Chris pulled away and got off the bed. Paul moved into the center of the bed and gently laid me down onto my back. Chris returned shortly with a bottle of something in his hand and a box of condoms in the other. He put both on the bed and kissed Paul deeply over me. The sight of them kissing above me made my already aching erection throb even more. Both their mouths were fighting for dominance, before I could figure out who won, they pulled away. Chris smiled down at me and placed a gentle kiss to my lips.

“If this hurts tell me okay?” He said gently. I nodded and he sat up. Before I could think to long about it Paul engaged me and one of the most intense make out sessions I’d ever had. Without breaking the kiss he maneuvered so he was kneeling over me and was balanced on one hand. The other was running down my chest. I moaned and wrapped my arms around his neck. I jumped slightly when Chris’ cold, lube coated finger rubbed gently against my entrance. I pulled my lips away from Paul’s and chuckled shortly.

“It’s cold” I muttered and Paul laughed before joining our lips again. I was torn between concentrating on the addicting taste of Paul’s mouth and Chris’ finger massaging the ring of muscle. When he finally slipped his finger inside I groaned into Paul’s mouth. It wasn’t painful as such, just extremely uncomfortable and weird. Paul turned my attention back to him by pinching and slightly twisting my nipple. I jumped and yelped when a shock of electricity like please shot from my chest to my cock. With the sudden movement I managed to force Chris’ finger in deeper and it brushed a spot inside me that quite literally made me cry out in pleasure.

“Fuck Craig” Chris groaned and I could feel a second finger massaging around the first. Paul nuzzled his face into the side of mine and used it to turn my head to the side before attaching his lips to the side of my neck and sucking. I moaned loudly just as Chris pushed the second finger in. At the same time, Paul wrapped his fingers around my erection. I quickly feel in love with the feeling of Chris’ fingers massaging my passage. Rubbing and moving in a scissoring motion. Without warning Chris slipped a third finger in and I moaned lowly in painful pleasure. That moan turned to a whine of disappointment when Chris pulled away. Paul looked down at me and grinned.

“You’re so gorgeous” Paul muttered kissing my lips gently. At the same time he began stroking my cock, I felt the tip of Chris’ pushing against my entrance. I dug my nails into Paul’s shoulder as Chris slowly entered me. It burnt and was painful a pleasurable way. I loved it. I shifted restlessly as he stilled and snarled impatiently. Chris laughed and pulled almost entirely out before slamming back in, expertly hitting that certain spot inside, causing me to cry out once again in pleasure. I closed my eyes and kissed Paul back when he pressed his lips to mine again. I felt like a whore, I bet I sounded like one as well, but I couldn’t care less. As bad as it sounds, I haven’t felt this wanted in a long time.

I opened my eyes when Paul pulled his lips away from mine. There was a look of pure pleasure on his face. Turning my head to the side I could just barely see that Chris’ face was pressed between Paul’s cheeks and the mere thought of what he was doing was enough to finish me off. I cried out when I came and collapsed back into the bed. Paul moaned loudly barely seconds later and his hot seed coated my stomach before he collapsed on top of me.

“Fuck” Chris groaned as I felt him spasm with the force of his climax. Paul kissed my neck before rolling off my and onto his back beside me. I couldn’t help but roll on my side and snuggle up into his side, throwing my arm across his chest. He began gently running his fingers over my head and I sighed already half asleep. I felt Chris lay down next to me and he placed his arm around my stomach. “Sleep now Craig” He muttered in my ear.

“Defiantly the best method of treating insomnia”
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