John Entwistle was in need of some money, and this show was in need of a bass lesson. So John decided to give a lesson, even though he didn't know a clue where to start. As he was giving the lesson the show's crew realised John was a bloody awful teacher and sent in a guitarist to help him out. This guitarist had black slacks, black curly hair, a pink guitar, and a brown button up shirt. He also was wearing flawless makeup. Clearly he was a twink. He sat next to the stud of a teacher and immediately felt his pants tighten up. Probably as tight as John's jeans were.
Did they not realise John's appeal? Simply John makes everyone straight or gay for him. This bear was irritsitable! The guitarist took a big gulp as he sat, trying not to make eye contact with the bassist. It was easy, the bulge in the bassists pants and his hands were good eye candy. So that's where he spent his gaze.
The lesson wasn't much a lesson, it evolved into a jam session, and boy did that twink love those big skilled hands. He sure would love those hands somewhere else...Once the cameras shut off and they put their instruments away the bear left to take a piss. The twink followed, he wanted to see just how big this guy was packing. The bulge between his legs was impressive, but he wanted to see for himself.
John stood in front of the urinal and began pissing. Shortly after the yellow stream hit the white porcelain the brunet began to pretend to piss right next to him. Entwistle glanced at him and realised he had a boner and raised a non existent eyebrow. The twink glanced at Johns private and then looked down, he then took a double take because he was shocked over how big the guy was. If he was this big flaccid, how big could he be hard...?
The silver fox finished pissing and zipped up his tight jeans, "Lock the door.", he washed his hands.
"Y-yes" The guy quickly locked the door, walking oddly due to his hard-on.
"I see you've got an erection." John dried his hands.
"I do..." The twink gulped again.
He turned around, "How about we do something about it?"
The man blushed, "Please John, I would love that."
This bear was one of the most handsome men this twink has ever met. John's voice was low and sultry, his face was chiseled, his limbs were long, strong, and lean. His ass was firm and his meat was big. His mannerisms were cute. God, did he need to get into his pants.
"Come here, love." John snapped his fingers and pointed at the floor in front of him.
He nodded and awkwardly walked to him.
"Closer..." He spoke softly.
The Twink inched forward.
"...Closer." John whispered.
The Twink was inches from johns face, and he had to stand on his tippy toes to do so.
He grabbed his hips, "Perfect." John said lowly as he pulled him into a rough kiss.
The shorter one kissed back needily, but he did not fight for dominance. It was clear who took charge in this. He reached up and inserted his fingers into Johns soft delicate hair. John rubbed and circled the shorter one's hips. John pushed his tongue thru the guy's lips and the two enjoyed a rough french kiss. The short one tugged slightly at John's hair. Then he pulled away to breathe.
"Breathe, sweetheart." John bent over a little and kissed the man's neck. He surely wasn't soft with the kisses, he nibbled and sucked at is neck.
Twink groaned lighty, "Y-you're so hot." He tilted his head back.
"Thanks", John licked up to his ear and whispered, "I know."
Brunette slipped his hands up Johns shirt and rubbed at his muscled back.
"You're turning me on, dear." Johns member pulsed against the others, "You feeling it? He spoke seducingly in the guys ear.
"Mmmhmm!" Slowly he grinded his twitching bulge against the bigger.
John reached down to the lad's zipper, "Darling, I'm gonna burst outta these jeans!" He chuckled and undone the lads slacks.
He hissed against Johns soft touch, "Ach!", instead of John's erection he grinded into Johns large hand.
He kissed the corner of his mouth, "You're an eager little one."
The brunett bucked into Johns hand. John growled and then bit down into the man's craning neck. That erupted a loud shout from the bitten one. John was pleased with this response and gave the man's dick a squeeze. Again, another loud shout. John let up and licked his wound, and rubbed the man thru his briefs. The man squirmed under John's touch. He slipped his hand into his briefs and shortly gave him a tease.
"Ahhhhh, p-please..." The man begged John.
"That's what I wanna hear." He began to wank the man.
John was equipped with large hands so he knew how to handle different varieties of cocks. And boy did he handle this cock well. He pumped and pumped the guy. He was real rough wil him, growling in his ear and peppering kisses all over his shoulders, neck, and face. The man could not keep quiet. Loud moans sputtered from his open mouth. John silenced him with a kiss, not wanting others to hear. Soon enough the man came, squirting all over himself and John's hand.
"Very good boy." John brought his wet hand up to the man's mouth, "Lick it."
Panting and wide eyed, he obeyed.
"Thats it..." John licked his lips.
He licked up the white juice from Johns soft hand.
John grabbed the man's hair and pushed him hard onto his knees, "Now you're gonna suck me off." He growled the command.
Obedintly he undid johns pants and as soon as he did he was hit in the face by John's dong.
John sighed in relief, his raging boner had room to breathe, "Don't poke yourself in the eye down there!"
"Sorry John!" The man was in shock, how could a man be possibly this well endowed.
"Now's not the time to admire it", with the still tight grip on the guys curling locks, he shoved his mouth onto his large skin volcano.
Before the man could suck or lap at this huge appendage, John had him deepthroating it and was thrusting down his throat. The kneeling one could only choke and gag while the dom used his throat like a toy. After many hard bucks, hot white liquid pumped down the mans gullet. He swallowed helplessly. 'Milk' guzzled out of his mouth and around John's private parts.
"You're gonna lick every drop of that up." John pulled out.
The man couldn't speak, he was too busy lapping the white substance up like a dog with peanut butter.
"That's a good twink." John growled again at the smaller man.
"Thank y-you" he finished his drink.
"This is why they call me 'Big Dick Entwistle'."
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Short StoryJust a Smitty Drabble I wrote. Context: Me and a friend were watching that bass lesson John gave for Hot Licks. Theres a guitarist in it who looks like a twink and totally has the hots fore John. He said they definitely hooked up after the lesson...