cake oneshots || book two

I Could Set The World On Fire Just To See You Come Undone (E)

Credit: Migs

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Luke realises he fücked up the second the video was sent. He stares into the screen and the red arrow next to Calum's snapchat name. He knew, he fucking knew, that he should not exit the chat he had going on in the first place. But then the angle was not right and his fingers were slippery and it just fucking happened. And now Luke is sitting on his bed in horror at the realisation that one of his bandmates has a video of his fingers up his own arse waiting for him. The blond knows that trying to get hold of Calum's phone and getting rid of the snap before the bassist sees it is pointless. Especially since Calum did not trust any of them with his new passcode ever since The Michael Incident.

He gets pulled out of his thoughts by arrival of another snap from Anon that is basically asking Luke what's taking so long.

Long story short. Luke was horny and his own hands were just not enough and on top of that his exhibitionism kink decided to make an appearance. So he might or might have not checked out this website where you can exchange your snapchat usernames with other horny people to send each other nudes.

Luke might have just spent 20 minutes snapchatting his private bits in return for snaps of some other guy's cock. That is until Luke fucked it up by sending a vid of two of his own fingers knuckles deep inside his hairless hole to Calum instead of Anon.

Well, a glance downstairs confirms that Luke is still as hard as ever and it is only fair to reply to the Anon who sent him a nice vid of him jerking off his big dick Luke would most definitely not mind bouncing on. He tries to forget about the mis sent snap as he angles his phone between his legs again and pushes two of his fingers back inside. He pushes his arse back on his fingers and moans at the feeling, trying to catch as much of it as possible on 10 seconds snap before he is sending it back to Anon and accompanying it with text

"Sorry, got caught thinking about your big fat dick fucking my tight asshole."

He is sending nudes to a stranger he found on the internet. Sue him for his cheap porno dirty talk.

He gets two snaps back. First one is a video of guy's cockhead all wet and gushing precome whilst the other is showing the guy fondle his big full balls.

"Look at all these juices baby, all for you."

Luke whimpers at the thought of a big load the other guy is saving just for him. He pulls his two fingers back out and spreads some more lube around his hole before taking a video of his now slightly gaping shiny hole clench around nothing.

"I'm so wet and open for you, you could just push it in if you were here."

As soon as he sends the snap his two fingers are tucked back inside, the walls clenching around them as if they missed them when they were gone. Luke is just waiting for a reply back, his fingers lazily moving inside, when his hotel room door comes flying open and then closing with the bang again.

"What are you playing at, Hemmings?" Calum enquires, taking in the sight of Luke frozen on the bed, almost three fingers deep inside, legs spread wide and cock wet with precome.

"Huh." Comes Luke's intelligent reply.

"I'm waiting." Calum reminds Luke after a couple of seconds of silence. "Don't you dare to move." Comes another stern order from the older boy when Luke goes to pull his fingers out to close his legs. Now that he looks at Calum properly, it looks like the bassist has hard time not moving his eyes from Luke's face. The blond can see his fingernails buried deep inside the flesh of his palms and Luke's cock gives an interested twitch at the thought that the older guy is probably working hard not to look between Luke's legs to see the pretty shiny hole from the snap in person.