in pieces

15. from the inside

In the bath, me and Mike were entangled together. I moved my foot, teasing his thigh. He moaned softly, and I giggled. "We gotta get out. We can't be stopping up the jet tub," I laughed and pulled him out of the tub. We barely even dried off before he hand his hands on my ass. I whimpered softly as we fought for dominance. I landed on top of him, grinding my hips down into him. My body was atop his on the bed as we gave each other subtle kisses.

I sucked on his collarbone. He was lucky he wore shirts at all times. I started to leave a trail of gentle hickeys all down his chest to his thighs. I then took him into my mouth, gently teasing his mushroom head. Then I took him fully, gently bobbing my head as I savored his taste. My hands travelled up and down his thighs as he let out pathetic, submissive whimpers. I could tell he was close, so I pulled my mouth off to leave him without any love.

"I... I bought this a few weeks ago," I grabbed the vibrator out of my bag. His eyes went wide as I turned it on, placing it against his tip. He started to whimper pathetically. I laughed at his squirms, rubbing the small, egg shaped vibe up and down his cock. His legs started to tremble. I knew he was close. "Good boy Mikey," I purred.

His hands gripped the sheets as he released, and I smiled, letting him ride out his euphoria before he looked at me with pleading eyes again. He was ready for me.

"Easy boy..." I lubed my fingers. Thankfully he was calm right now, so I had easy entry and stretching was quick. With an extra finger, his breath started to hitch in pleasure. I started to scissor my fingers to stretch him enough where I could enter. I left another hickey on the other side of his collarbone, giving him gentle care and attention. His breath hitched as I removed my fingers as I was happy with my job.

"Okay, tell me if it hurts," I lubed myself up and slipped into him. To my surprise, he didn't even mind. That just meant I'd done a good job. I started to move and his grunts turned into whimpers and moans. I had his legs over my shoulders again for easy entry. I quickly found his prostate, and made it my goal to hit it every time I moved.

"Ches... Ches... oh fuck..." he moaned. It was now just my job to make him cum before me.

"Cum for me, you little slut," I hissed and he went red at the name I called him. I started to slam into him at a steady pace, and immediately he released all over his stomach. I pulled out, stroking myself. "You think you can go again?" I asked.

He nodded eagerly. I smiled and looked at him, lubing his member, "I'm gonna ride on you this time," I smiled. I lined myself up and engulfed him slowly. His face turned to full pleasure and I eagerly took his entire length. I started to move gently, using him like a sex toy. As I continued to move, I felt a jolt of sensation at the head of my penis.

He had the vibe.

I started to slam myself onto his dick as I started to feel it coming. An explosive orgasm hit me as we reached climax together. I screamed in euphoria.

"WE DO NOT WANT TO HEAR YOU TWO HAVE SEX AGAIN YOU HEAR?!" Dave yelled. I innocently giggled and I pulled off Mike and rested on his chest.

"Mmm Chazzy Boy, you know how to make me feel good," Mike whispered as he nuzzled my neck.

"I know, that's why we work so well together," I smiled. I started to fall asleep, yawning and before I knew it, we were both asleep.

•••

"WAKE UP PORN STARS! YOU ONLY KEPT US UP FUCKING UNTIL 3 AM!" Dave yelled.

"Be nice, Dave. It was only till midnight too," Joe yawned.

I sat up and got my clothes on, running my straggling hand across Mike's thigh. He jolted awake and looked at me flabbergasted. "Get up fat cock, we have soundcheck in 6 hours, and we have a flight to catch" I smiled.

"But Chaz-"

"No buts unless it's my butt, you can have it," I smiled.

"I would love your ass right now. We can stay here and fuck all day," he yawned.

"We can't call of a show because we fucked all day Micheal," I laughed and sat on the edge of the bed and thrown some clothes at him. Stereotypical Mike Shinoda outfit. Black graphic tee with a flannel and some kind of pants. They were either cargo, camouflage, skinny, or something in between. "Get dressed, we're getting brunch to go. I know it won't be the best, but we're getting sushi from a local place."

"Is there anything good in Georgia?" Mike asked.

"I mean we are in Atlanta which is kind of the LA of the south in a way. Though it only has Six Flags and if you barley leave the city you'll get shot by some random southern dude because you stepped one inch on their 30 acres," I laughed.

"In my defense, I can't navigate country roads well," Mike laughed. "Though your face when some disgruntled redneck pointed a rifle at you was priceless."

"Shut up asshole."

"Whatever, you know you love my asshole."

"Woah woah woah! Lock the door if you're gonna be talking like that," Rob had barged in on us.

"Go back to Brad," I laughed. As soon as he left I caught Mike's lips in a kiss, "Sushi should be here soon. Finish putting your clothes on before anyone else comes in here."