A Dreaded Sunny Day

A Dreaded Sunny Day

Today was almost too much. We were all sitting in the recording room sweating. Morrissey has already taken his shirt off, which wasn't unnatural for him. Mike and Andy were asleep on the sofa surrounded by ice packs and three fans. Dicks, they stole the fans.
I turned to Morrissey, "Hey, Moz?" I asked.
"Yes, Johnny? What do you need?" He said with a slight smile.
"I think we can call this practice off. Just look at them." I said pointing towards the other two.
"Oh my, I didn't see that." He said and leaned over to grab a pillow.
"What are you—?" I asked, but not getting to finish as he had hurled the pillow at full force towards their faces.
"Ngh—HEY!" Mike shouted, while Andy just laughed.
"Let's go outside. Johnny has called the practice off, like it was on in the first place." Morrissey said, while I just playfully shoved him, and he looked down, almost bashful at my touch on his bare skin. Did I do something wrong?
"Are you okay, Moz?" I asked, afraid to touch him.
"Yes, Johnny, I'm fine." He said with a very innocent smile. I looked at the other two and I could tell they shared my confusion.
"Okay. Well!" I said, clapping my hands and making Mike fall off the sofa, "Let's go to mine. I have a fuck load of deckchairs and my roommate left a couple of days ago, to go visit family, so we can eat all of the food we want."
And at the mention of food, Mike and Andy rushed to their feet and ultimately to the car.
"Idiots." I laughed and rolled my eyes. I looked back at Moz, but he was still fiddling with his shirt, and he looked at me for a split second, while putting it back on. The eye contact made my cheeks tingle, and Morrissey's eyes widen, and look away from my face.
Moz looked like he was about to say something, when Mike shouted "FOOOOOOOOOOOD!!!! COME ONNNNN!!!"
Me and Morrissey looked at each other for a few seconds, stunned, and then burst out laughing. I held out my hand for him and pulled him up, and he muttered, "Thank you." And scurried out the door, where I could hear Andy shouting, "FUCKING FINALLY!"
I shook my head, smiling, and walked out the door.
Andy and Mike had already taken the back seats, laying down on them and Moz sat at the front, looking quite uncomfortable. I felt bad.
"Are you sure you're okay, Moz?" I asked, sincerely worried.
"Johnny, yes, I promise you I'm okay." He looked into my eyes and smiled. His eyes told me a different story. A story of, longing? Fear? I don't know. I started the car and drove off.

Before long, we had arrived at my house. Mike and Andy groaned at the thought of getting up. I turned around and slapped Andy's stomach and pointed at the door.
"Got it, yup, getting out!" Andy said and they both scrambled out the door, while Morrissey looked at me with a smile on his surprised face. The same look still on his eyes. Hm, what if I try this?
"What can I say? I've always been very... dominant." And looked at him with half-lidded eyes. I heard him try and swallow a growl, and I smiled and got out the car.
I saw the other two had already let themselves in as they knew where the spare key was, and they were lazing out the back.
"Yes, welcome in!" I shouted, laughing as I saw Mike and Andy on one deckchair, drinking beer and feeding each other cucumber sticks and hummus.
"You guys are so gay." I laughed and grabbed a deckchair and put it next to Moz's.
"At least we're open about it. You and Morrissey just have constant sexual tension. You'll snap one day." Andy laughed, and Mike nudged him.
"He's right, you know." Mike said as he smiled up at him.
"Shut up and go fuck, will you?" I laughed, and they looked at each other.
"Your roommate's bed is upstairs, right?" Andy asked, looking at Mike.
"Yes...?" I said, hesitantly.
"Thank you!" They shouted in unison and ran in.
I laughed and looked at Moz. He was just fiddling with his hands. He had already taken his shirt off, following with his shoes. He was now sat in his shorts and socks.
"You might want to take those socks off, or you'll get weird tan lines." I smiled, and he just looked at me, and pulled them up even further along his leg. I just laughed and rolled my eyes, "Suit yourself."
We laid there for quite a while, stealing glances at each other every once in a while and sharing giggles at Andy's loudness.
A little while later, after I had shut my eyes I heard Moz calling for me, "Johnnyyyyyyyy..." he whined.
"Morrisseyyyyyyyyyy..." I whined back, eyes still closed, making him laugh.
"Can you come do my back?" He muttered, embarrassed. I opened my eyes to see Morrissey laying on his stomach, biting his lip and trying to reach his back with his hand.
I coughed and got up, not wanting to miss this opportunity.
"Of course! Here, give it to me." I said, and reached over for the sun cream Moz had. I squirted some onto my hand and kneeled down next to him.
"Don't miss any. If I get burned I'm holding you responsible." Moz joked and turned his head to face me.
"I won't, I promise. Don't worry about it." I reassured him and he laid his head back down on his arms and let me rub the suncream into his back. I started at his neck and shoulders, then I followed his spine down, covering his whole back, and as I got to the small, and I mean SMALL, of his back, I could hear a noise coming from him, almost a whimper. He turned his head around, biting his lip, looking into my eyes. I looked back, putting more suncream into my hand while never breaking eye contact. He let out a small moan, and turned away, embarrassed. I carried on massaging the suncream in, and was about to do around the waistband of his shorts, when I suddenly made up my mind. There was no going back now. I slowly slid my hand into his shorts, going down until I could cup his butt. Moz let out a loud whimper, and arched his back, sticking his butt in the air. I smiled and turned him around.
"Do you want me to do your stomach too?" I asked, sensually, knowing full well he had already done it. He just let out another whimper and nodded his head furiously, eyes widening as I put more suncream in my hand and looked at him with a piercing gaze. I started at the top of his smooth chest, moving to his nipples, flicking around them as he looked up and let out my name with a shaky breath.
"Johnny..." I looked at him with a smirk.
"Johnny... lower... please..." he whined. I knew full well what he wanted, but that wasn't happening yet. I trailed down his stomach with my moist fingers and looked at him. I put the leftover suncream that was on my hands around my lips, watching as he stared at me with such lust, and kissed around his navel. I kissed back up his stomach and to his neck, now fully on top of him. I trailed my lips along his jaw and neck, leaving bite marks and bruises along my trails. I looked up at him, and he was barely able to make a coherent string of words.
"Kiss m-me." He breathed. I crawled up the sun-bed so my face was equal with his, and I but his bottom lip, pulling back ever so slowly. Then I looked into his eyes, and put my lips on his so they were barely touching, I could tell he had had enough, so I grabbed the back of his neck, pulled him towards me and crashed our lips together. Our lips touched eagerly, and I pushed my tongue against Morrissey's lips, but he was hesitant, so I trailed my hand down his chest and pinched his nipple, making his gasp and I slid my tongue into his mouth and our lips twisted around each other while I won dominance, albeit Moz wasn't really trying to win. I gave him one last wet kiss to the lips before I moved to his ear and nibbled his earlobe as he pulled me closer and put his hands in the hair at the back of my head.
Moz whimpered as I kissed at the skin behind his ear.
"What do you want?" I whispered sensually, "What do you want me to do to you?"
Morrissey let out a shaky sigh, embarrassed.
"I want you to... to touch me. Johnny, please, I can't bare it." He pleaded.
I smirked and trailed my hand down from his chest, to his stomach and let a finger run over his now-bulge.
"Don't... t-tease..." Moz breathed.
"Sorry? I couldn't quite hear you." I smirked, knowing he was about to crack.
"FUCK ME! JOHNNY I WANT YOU INSIDE ME!" He screamed and I just let out a primal moan and yanked him up. I pulled him into the house and into my bedroom. I sat down on my chair.
"Undress." I ordered him.
He took off his socks and placed them on the floor. He looked a bit uncomfortable with me looking at him, so I just said, "So beautiful..." and his hands reached towards his shorts belt and undid it, letting it fall to the ground. He then pulled down his shorts, showing off his tight boxers. I was almost drooling at the sight. He began to take them off, so I stopped him. "Slowly..." I said, my voice deep with lust.
He pulled his boxers down slowly, until his erection popped up and bounced against his stomach. I curled my hands into fists to stop me taking him here and now. I told him to sit down, and as I passed I gave his butt a cheeky squeeze, and I felt him jump, but groan.
I was still fully clothed, and I wanted to make that count. I noticed Moz was watching my every move as I went to take off my white shirt, almost peeling it off my body, and discarded it to the floor. Then I moved to my skinny jeans, and worked them off my body, and then my socks, until I was just in my underwear. I walked over to him, until I was bending over to kiss his lips.
"Go on then, love." I said.
"Wh-what?" Morrissey stuttered.
"Take them off." I whispered into his ear.
He hesitantly reached his hands up onto my waist and hooked his thumbs into the waistband of my boxers.
"Slowly, love, slowly." I breathed.
He slowly pulled them down, both biting our lips. I, because the friction was almost too much to handle, and Moz, well, I can only assume he was growing impatient from his pulsing erection.
My member then sprung up and hit my stomach. I looked at Morrissey, and he looked speechless.
"Everything alright, love?" I asked as I stood him up.
"You-you're so big. I could... I could never..." he trailed off.
"It's okay, love. We'll go slow and we can stop as soon as you like. We won't do anything you don't want to, okay?" I reassured him.
"I want you inside me, Johnny." He repeated.
"As you wish." I replied. I sat him on the bed and climbed onto his lap, our erections brushing together deliciously, and I kissed him, slowly. Passionately. Daring to move a hand down to his throbbing erection and run a finger up and down it.
"Please, Johnny, please." He begged, almost painfully. I couldn't handle it any longer. I got off him, and grabbed the lube.
"Condom?" I asked.
"No. I need to feel you inside me. All of you." He whimpered, bashful.
I groaned at that, and jumped on him. I was placing kisses all the way down his body, mouth, to ear, to jaw, to neck, shoulders, chest, stomach, but missing that one place that needed the most attention, going around it, kissing his thighs and licking his v-line.
"JOHNNY!" Moz screamed, desperate.
"Yes, Baby?" I replied, keeping my cool.
"Stop. Just stop teasing. Put your dick in me I need you to slam into me now please I can't bare it for much longer." He said in a rush of pleasure. By this time I had already prepared one finger.
"Deep breaths, baby." I said as I pushed in one finger. He inhaled sharply.
"Just do it. Do it. Now. I'll be okay, just dO IT NOW!" He moaned.
I suddenly saw white.
"I won't be able to stop." I warned him.
"I don't want you to. Go, Johnny, just do it now!" He pleaded.
I let my instincts take over, I prepared my member and shoved myself in. I let out a loud, deep moan and listened to Moz's high pitched squeals. I slowly pulled back out again, but was slammed back in again by two large hands on my butt.
"Screw this." I heard, and before I knew it I was flipped onto my back. Before I knew it I was being ridden.
"M-Moz?!" I asked.
"Fuck, Johnny, fuck!" Was all I got in reply.
I put my hands on his hips and assisted him in fucking himself on me. I felt his balls slap onto my stomach and I freed one of my hands to grab his erection and pump it in time with the thrusts. I could tell he was close. I flipped him over and put him on his hands and knees. I wasn't going to stop now. I pounded into him, making the whole room shake, and I reached one hand round to jerk off his member. His reaction was incoherent babbling and a "Fuck" or "Johnny" every now and then. I left scratches down his back as I slapped our balls together, one after the other after the other.
"Johnny! Faster, please!" Was what I got from Morrissey. This filled me with pleasure-filled energy and I went impossibly fast, angling myself so I hit his prostrate with every single thrust I did. I leaned over and turned his face to kiss me while I squeezed and yanked his twitching erection until I heard a hoarse shout and a moan of my name and felt Moz release himself into my hand. I sped up and moments later I had released into me which made Moz even hornier, all over again.
I pulled out, sweaty and satisfied, and laid down next to Moz.
"How was that?" I breathed. I got no response, "Love?" I turned to see him licking something off his hand.
"You taste so good, Johnny." He said, voice deep from moaning.
"Are you still horny?" I asked, amazed.
He looked down, ashamed, so I put a finger under his chin and lifted his face so he was looking at me.
"Nothing to be ashamed of, love. Let me take care of this." I said, licking my lips.
"But, Johnny..." Moz began.
"Yes, love?" I asked, looking up at him.
"I want to take care of yours, too." He said, pointing to my sudden erection. It's incredible how I can get a boner just by looking at this handsome devil.
I gave him one last kiss, and moved down. I took his member into my mouth and began to suck on the head. His eye squeezed themselves shut and he grabbed the bedsheets. I licked up his shaft and popped my mouth off his member at the end. All I could hear were little whimpers from Morrissey, and humming with pride knowing I'm causing those cute noises. Moz then reaches down and tangles his pale hands into my hair. I increase my speed and feel him twitch in my mouth as he releases and I swallow it all, and lick away the last bits around my mouth.
"Fuck, Moz, that was delicious." I said and looked up. His eyes were full of lust.
"Let me please you, now, love." He said pushed me up so I was sitting.
I just let him do what he needed, I was two busy in awe of his body. I sat up, my back on the headboard and Moz kneeling with his head level with my erection.
"Moz, go, please." I said while looking into his beautiful eyes.
He put one shaky hand onto my member and moved it up and down. He humphed and took two of his fingers and put them in his mouth, licking and sucking on them, while never breaking eye contact. I could have came right then, just watching that, but I wanted to see what he would do.
Taking his fingers out, he pumped my member a few times until he bent down and licked up the shaft slowly and teasingly.
"Fuck, Moz, stop teasing." I whined.
"Payback, love." He smiled and continued to pepper kisses around my head and on my balls. Then, without warning, he deepthroated my erection so much that his nose tickled my naval. I let out a primal groan and pulled his head back down. How was he not gagging? There's so much I don't know about him.
He was expertly using his tongue to lubricate my shaft and swirl around the head. And he knew where every vein was, so he could pay more attention to those bits.
"Say you love me." Moz said, as I was about to climax.
"W-what?" I replied, breathless.
"You heard what I said." He smiled and started bobbing his head at an alarming rate and I screamed "I LOVE YOU!" And came in his mouth and on his face. That sight alone was enough to get me going again. Just watching him sit up and lick the cum from around his mouth and wipe the cum from his cheeks and forehead and lick it off his fingers.
"Love, let's go grab some food." I said and kissed him, tasting myself in his mouth.
We went downstairs to find a note in the kitchen.

We knew that you'd eventually crack. We left before we heard too much. See you guys tomorrow, if you can keep your hands off each other for long enough ;)
Royce x

I laughed and handed Moz the note, and he let out a chuckle. He turned around to put some toast in the toaster and the kettle on. The sight of that arse just got me going again. I pressed myself up against his back, so he could feel my growing member, and kissed his neck.
"Again?" He asked hopefully.
"Anything for you, kitten." I replied between kisses.
Before we knew it we were upstairs again, toast and tea forgotten.