girl, your b00bies look real nice to me tonight (Trans! Funny/Deuce)

girl, your boobies look real nice to me tonight

Funny was working himself up just by thinking about what he'd done earlier today, and what he hoped he'd be doing later.

He was close to the front of the stage, eyes locked on the man singing. His ex-bandmate, and long-term fuckbuddy, Deuce.

Despite Funny's height and how close he was to the stage, he wanted to be absolutely certain that Deuce saw him when he did what he'd come here to do. He struck up a conversation with a taller man near him, and convinced the guy to lift him up onto his shoulders.

Heart pounding in his chest, Funny got lifted up. He clung to the hem of his shirt, waiting for Deuce to look in his general direction again. When the perfect opportunity arrived, Funny made direct eye contact with the singer, and tugged his shirt up. He flashed his small round tits, squeezing them gently to draw attention to his freshly pierced nipples.

Deuce's eyes widened up on stage, and though he managed to keep his composure, Funny swore he saw the start of a bulge between his ex-bandmate's legs. Funny's cheeks stayed red as he covered himself back up and got down, thanking the man who'd lifted him for the help.

The rest of Deuce's concert seemed to take forever, but when it did come to an end and people began to disperse, Deuce came up behind Funny and hugged him tightly.

Funny felt himself get worked up all over again, feeling Deuce's erection against his ass. He tilted his head to kiss Deuce softly. "Where are we heading?"

"My bus. Right now." He brought his hands up Funny's body, rubbing at his pierced nipples through his shirt.

Funny's eyes rolled back and he gasped, arching into Deuce. He felt hot and wet just from that touch, his thighs pressing together. "Yes, yes that sounds good...I need you, Aron."

Within about five minutes, Funny felt himself get pushed against the side of Deuce's tour bus, Deuce's lips on his, Deuce's tongue in his mouth. He returned each kiss with as much force and desire he could muster, hands running over the older man's back and hips, shoulders and chest.

Deuce pulled back to catch his breath and open up the door, his hand firm on Funny's ass as he pushed him inside.

Funny tugged his shirt off as he laid back in Deuce's bunk. He went for his jeans next, stifling a moan as he watched Deuce's pants and boxers slide down his legs and hit the floor.

Deuce crawled into bed on top of Funny, his cock already stiff. He leaned in for kisses, and Funny eagerly returned them. He groaned a little as Deuce tugged his underwear off of him, clutching the older man's shirt and deepening their kiss.

Deuce slid his hands down Funny's sides and hips, before settling them on his thighs. He caressed and squeezed them gently, nestling his hard cock right between them and starting to thrust.

Funny broke the kiss to gasp, his head falling back onto Deuce's pillow. He let his eyes shut and he rocked his hips with Deuce, in love with the feeling of his ex-bandmate's dick rubbing against his inner thighs and the length of his wet pussy.

They stayed that way for a bit, Deuce's hands sliding up Funny's stomach and ribs, then groping his small breasts. Funny shivered and moaned the moment Deuce's fingers brushed his pierced nipples.

Deuce stopped thrusting, looking down at Funny, "They that sensitive, Dyl?"

Funny nodded as best he could, "Yes. I...I came in my jeans when I got them done."

Deuce bit down on his lip when he heard that, adjusting his hands and lightly pinching Funny's tight nipples between his knuckles. "If that's the case, I've got something a little different in mind for tonight."

Another almost pathetic moan came from Funny as Deuce touched his piercings. "What...what are you thinking?"

Deuce moved his body upward, straddling Funny's upper body and sitting on Funny's ribs. Funny made a little noise at the weight, but wasn't uncomfortable, as Deuce was very light. Deuce cupped both of Funny's soft round breasts, pushing them closer together, and then he slid his erect dick between them.

Funny felt his body tremble, his ex-bandmate's cock hot where it pressed against his skin. He managed to look up at Deuce, struggling to think of something to say. All that came out was, "Mierda..."

Deuce grinned and looked down at him, slowly rocking his hips forward. Funny felt the tip of Deuce's dick hit his chin and his eyes fell shut again, his legs spreading open further.

"You like that?" Deuce asked, gently kneading and squeezing Funny's small tits as he thrusted between them.

Funny nodded, his hands finding their way to Deuce's hips, pushing him forward to help with the thrusting. "Feels so nice...you're so warm..."

Deuce sped up his movements a bit, his eyes glued to the younger man beneath him, fixated on Funny's breasts as he pushed his cock back and forth. He pressed his thumbs over Funny's nipples, rubbing them in little circles and reveling in the moans Funny made.

He felt his shaft get stiffer, pumping his hips quicker as he got rougher with Funny's tits. He pushed them closer together, sandwiching his dick, then began to pinch and flick Funny's pierced nipples.

Funny squirmed and shuddered and whined, tugging on the hem of Deuce's shirt, arching his back, and letting his mouth hang open. A desperate little moan slipped from him as he mumbled, "Duele tan bien...Vas a hacer que me corra..."

Deuce knew he was at about the same spot as Funny, close to bursting. He kept his hands cupping the younger man's breasts, but stopped thrusting between them. Instead, he let the head of his cock rub over Funny's nipples. He groaned at the sensation, feeling his dick twitch, and then he came, spurting thick streams of cum onto Funny's neck and chest. Funny followed right after, his body shaking as he reached his climax.

Deuce struggled to catch his breath, holding Funny's face in his hands and staying on top of him. He gently traced Funny's piercings again, "This was a very pleasant surprise."

Funny smiled up at him, panting still but managing a laugh, "Glad you like them."