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He took to the stage beautifully, erotically, and while he gave all his energy and heart to the crowd, his body and soul belonged to the sweaty drummer.
Billie's hips swayed, back and forth, side to side. His hands toyed with his pants, hips manoeuvring enough to lower them and reveal the soft hair line leading below. The crowd loved it, they screamed and begged for more and Billie obliged, doing a slow 360 turn, just enough to ensure Tre's eyes were on him.
His lips puckered, daring Tre to cross the stage and join his antics, then pouted when he remained rooted. The drummers lips parted and Billie watched his fingers fidget with the drumsticks as he readjusted himself on the seat.
Turning back to the crowd, his pants now uncomfortably tight against his boner, Billie began unbuttoning his shirt. The crowd lapped it up, urging him on and screaming sweet encouragements.
His back arched as his fingers drew gentle patterns from his neck to his belt, then back up to entwine within his hair. He bucked his hips – once to the crowd, then swayed in circles, eyeing Tre.
If only they knew.
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Unleashed
FanfictionBillie Joe is on his knees, in the middle of the floor, used and abused. It shouldn't make him moan, but it does. [green day & trillie & slash & descriptive sex.]
