Body Language. Queen

Moans, Groans And Growls.

Roger's P.O.V.

He gave me a small nod and now I felt too nervous.

I stared at him in disbelief, was this really about to happen?

It suddenly dawned on me. As much as I wanted to fuck Deaky, I had forgotten that I had never had sex with a man before, I didn't know what to do...what if I was shit?

I swallowed hard, "Are you sure?" I whispered.

"I think so..." he smiled a little.

I got up off the bed and over to where my jeans had been abandoned, digging in their back pocket and retrieving the lube that I had stolen from Freddie.

I was fucking jittery, I laughed, nervously, "Lucky for us...I came prepared." I threw the bottle at him.

He caught it, "Where the hell did you get this?!" He giggled, his cheeks turning pink.

"I...umm, I stole it...from Freddie." I cringed a little.

"Christ. We can't even have sex without him getting involved somehow." He joked.

I walked towards him and stood in front of him as he sat on the bed, "Well it's either that or...nothing at all." I shrugged, suggestively.

His face was dangerously close to my still fully hard cock and he suddenly grabbed it, making me gasp a little.

He raised his eyebrows at me as I looked down at his naughty little face, "We'll just have to buy him a new bottle then, won't we..." he crooned.

Before I could answer him my eyes drifted closed and a quiet moan escaped my throat as I felt his wet tongue circle my tip as his hand pumped up and down my length slowly, making me see stars.

In that instant, all the nerves vanished and all I wanted and all I could visualise...was fucking John Deacon.

I was trying hard to remember what Freddie had told me about having sex but with my cock rammed down Deaky's throat I was having a hard time recollecting anything that he had said.

Apart from preparing him. And lube.

"Mmm...Deaks..." I growled, grabbing his hair and slowing his head down as to not finish me off before the big occasion.

Pulling myself out of his mouth he looked up at me innocently with big eyes before licking his lips, "Sorry..." he grinned.

I grabbed the lube and thought for a moment before cracking into a grin, "You will be." I answered back, playfully.

Surprisingly, after all those years of fucking many girls I had never used lube, although I needn't question how to use it, it was common sense, really.

I pumped some onto my fingers and studied the sticky liquid before glancing at Deaky mischievously.
"Lay down..." I ordered.

He did as he was told, a nervous twinkle in his eyes.

I crawled over the top of him again, I started to kiss those lips of his passionately, sneaking my hand down to his cock I wrapped my hand around it, the lube on my fingers making it so much easier to get a rhythm going with my hand, his chest rising and falling heavily whilst he tried to continue to kiss me but was having trouble focusing his mind on anything else other than what my hand was doing to him. I wanted to relax him before I went further, I could tell he was nervous.

His legs unable to keep still underneath me I broke away from the kiss momentarily before moving on, "Hey..."

His eyes drifted open.