The Bed

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(okay chat im struggling bare with me here😅)

"Are you ready?" Fred asks, looking down at Jon with a hint of dominance lacing his voice.

Jon nods not able to speak from his sore throat, making Fred chuckle "I'll be gentler, swear." He puts his hands up in an almost defensive way.

Slowly he flips Jon onto his stomach, positioning him so he's in a doggy position, "B-Be easy- please?" Jon asks, still nervous from the pain of the first time.

"I will I will don't worry." Fred says with a slight chuckle, his voice sounding more than amused.

With that, Fred pushes into Jon's ass once more, stretching him out even more, "A-Ah~" Jon whines, feeling a mix of pain and pleasure.

Fred gradually picks up the pace until his penis is shooting pistons into Jon, making him quiver under Fred.

"F-Fuck fuck fuck." Jon whispers to himself under his breath, the feeling of Fred stretching him is both painful and arousing.

Slowly Jon reaches under himself, stroking his cock fast, making his legs shake and twitch, his hands shaky.

Fred chuckles and reaches up, grabbing a fistful of Jon's dreads, pulling on them as he thrusts in and out of his ass.

Jon gasps out of surprise, whimpering as Fred's balls hit his own, Jon's body convulses, signaling his orgasm.

Fred speeds up, once again spilling his load in Jon's ass while he cums on the sheets below him.

Jon collapses, passing out from the intense shared orgasms, when he wakes up he's sitting in the tub surrounded by warm water and Fred washing his body for him.

"H-Huh- Where-Where am I?" Jon asks, slightly relieved by Fred's care but also confused, "You got all dirty-" Fred chuckles "You don't mind me helping you out do you?" He finishes, his question almost teasing.

Jon shakes his head, clearly happy with Fred being gentle, a very nice change for him "N-No I don't." Jon says tiredly, clearly warn out.

"I'm gonna go change the sheets, be back." Fred says before leaving to do exactly as he said he would, change the sheets.

When he's done with the bed, Fred drys Jon off, dressing him a pair of boxers and a baggy t-shirt before carrying him to the bed and laying him down.

Fred crawls behind Jon, cuddling him from behind, covering them both with the warm blanket and gently kissing the back of his neck.

Yet the two men still haven't realized Head got in their car before them, thinking it was just gonna be about music.

Now with two men sleeping and one man standing in the doorway with wide eyes and a dropped jaw it made it clear this wasn't the end of the situation.

"What the fuck man-" Head says to himself, slightly panicked and distracted, having just witnessed two of his friends having sex, he was at a lost for words and more then shocked.

Head paced back and forth, not knowing what to do at this point, before calling Munky and telling him to come to Fred's house so he could be back to the studio again.

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