I've Been Stung by the Wasp

In Lacerated Lullabies

     At first, it seemed like a great idea. They had just finished a hard set of grueling concerts and were free for the weekend and they went to the next big city. However after two drinks, it was fast becoming a bad idea.
       Ghost and Rayn found two hookups. Angelo and Balz were arguing loudly about chicken wings. And how they affected piano playing. But Ricky was the one that crossed a previously forbidden line.
       Ricky, during the first four drinks was a sleepy quiet drunk, but he had five by the time Chris arrived at his table. Chris sat down and Ricky downed the remains of a fifth glass of vodka. His eyes were slightly too focused on Chris.
         Before Chris could stop him, Ricky grabbed Chris's leg. "I bet I could climb you like a tree. You are so tall. I like that. "
         Chris looked at Ricky and said, "You wouldn't be able to keep up."
          Ricky gave a weird purr noise and sucked on the three lip piercings in his bottom lip. His spider bites and the lone one disappearing for a second before Ricky grinned.
         Chris was curious about that grin. The last time someone grinned like that to him he got arrested for stealing 65 grand of chicken wings. Ricky touched Chris's chest, stroking the thick leather jacket, before kissing Chris. Chris could taste the bitter taste of vodka on Ricky's tongue, but he didn't break the kiss. He kissed back but pulled back when Ricky's tongue flicked over his labent piercing.
       Ricky's grin didn't falter. His eyes flicked down and Ricky downed the sixth glass. Chris merely took a drink of his. Ricky leaned forward again.
        "So tell me, Chris Motionless, could I climb you like a tree tonight and test my limits?" Ricky's dark brown eyes never left Chris.
          Chris swallowed a gulp of vodka. He could easily see the lust in Ricky's eyes. He knew he would probably regret it in the morning but meh. He stood and gestured at the door.
         "Let's go then."
          Ricky grinned and still off his chair.

          Chris lead Ricky down into his cave of sorts. Once Ricky was safely down, he closed the hatch and pinned Ricky to the bed nibbling on Ricky's pale neck. He knew his piercings probably bit into Ricky's neck but Ricky didn't seem to care.
        Ricky arched of the bed. Chris took that moment to shuck Ricky of his shoes and his pants. Chris grinned at the fact that Ricky had gone commando. He pulled Ricky's shirt off and started to finger Ricky open. Ricky groans and pulled at Chris' s jacket.
      Chris pulled off his jacket and his shirt and returned to his all too easy task. Ricky leaned forward, undoing Chris' s belt. Chris growled and undressed.
       He grabbed Ricky's legs and shoved them up. "Try not to scream."
       Chris thrust into Ricky easily. Ricky moaned and clawed at Chris's back. Chris sat to thrust harder in Ricky.
         "Ah, oh god, Chris!" Ricky panted.
         Chris growled and quickened his pace, "Ha, you are a eager little whore aren't you, Ricky."
          Ricky dug his nails into Chris's back, "Yes. Oh, god, yes. Harder, harder!"
           Chris started to thrust harder. He felt Ricky arch and heard him cry out, there! Chris kissed Ricky's lips to quiet his cries of pleasure. He quickened his pace and Ricky's tongue slipped into the kiss. Chris felt Ricky's piercings against his lips.
        Chris moaned and gasped as he came hard feeling Ricky's muscles clench down on him as Ricky spilled his cum onto his stomach.
       Chris groaned as he slid out and rolled over. He cleaned them both up and fell asleep. He smiled at the sight of Ricky's face. He was fast asleep. Chris didn't feel comfortable with removing Ricky's lips piercing but he did clean off the heavy stage makeup that Chris knew was hell to remove if you sleep in it.
        Then he took at shower and laid down next to Ricky pulling him into his arms.