Haunted

Numb

Even with a broken arm, Maddox's schedule didn't change very much. He had to hurry off to an interview first thing the next morning and then spend time with his teacher before he got ready for his show. Maddox went to get dressed for his meet and greet and found his mom asleep in his bed. It was kind of funny to see her as tired as he felt since she'd just finished her tour.

Only when Maddox went to get changed before he went on stage he found Clara asleep again, this time in his dressing room with her head on Justin's lap. Justin was playing with his phone, humming to himself and running his fingers through Clara's hair. It was cute, if not still a little weird, to see his parents acting like they were super in love.

"Do whatever, she's not going to wake up," Justin said in a voice that was louder than Maddox thought was necessary. He was right though, even when his stylist came in and turned the blow dryer on to sculpt Maddox's hair Clara slept through the whole thing. Maddox knew he was tired, but he sure wasn't that tired.

As he moved through the venue that evening, Maddox kept looking around for The Singer but he hadn't seen him by the time he got back on his bus at the end of the night. He tried not to be disappointed about not seeing him and fortunately Jackson hopped on the bus with him to ride over to the hotel so he had a distraction.

"This might be the nicest suite you've had so far," Jackson said when they got into Maddox's room that night.

"Yeah, and I have my own room," Maddox smirked at him.

"Then I'm staying," Jackson whispered. Maddox grinned.

"We'll see if that works," he laughed.

Much to his surprise, however, Justin and Clara didn't come to check on him so after trying for an hour to innocently watch a movie Maddox gave up and started making out with Jackson.

"This is hard to do with one hand," Maddox sighed.

"I kind of like being in charge for a change," Jackson shrugged.

"Oh, you wanna be on top?" Maddox laughed. Jackson nodded and Maddox rolled onto his back. "Go on then," he teased.

"I will," Jackson said and climbed on top of Maddox. It was still hard to do anything that way because Maddox felt like he had to keep his broken arm completely still but he didn't care. He liked letting Jackson do whatever he wanted to him.

"Please touch me," Maddox begged, grinding his hips against Jackson. He was so hard it was making him crazy.

"Maybe," Jackson laughed, still busy kissing Maddox's neck.

"Come on, please?" Maddox begged. "I'm dying," he moaned.

"I want to try something," Jackson said, moving down to pull Maddox's sweatpants off. He tugged his boxers off too.

"What are you doing?" Maddox had to resist the urge to touch himself.

"You'll see," Jackson grinned and leaned forward. Maddox closed his eyes, moaning as Jackson started licking his dick.

"Don't stop," Maddox pleaded as Jackson's mouth closed completely around him. He was so excited he knew it wouldn't take long until he started coming. With his free hand he started running his fingers through Jackson's hair. "So close," he gasped and just a short while later he started shooting into Jackson's mouth.

"Ah," Jackson looked surprised and quickly switched to using his hand to finish Maddox off. "Sorry, I was just not expecting that."

"It's okay," Maddox didn't care. He tried to slow his breathing. "Your turn?" he offered. Jackson nodded and had his pants off in seconds.