Band Imagines

I Like Boys

•SMUTTY•
Half an hour after the VIP show most people were dragged home by family. I was one of the last people around in hopes of getting as many pictures with them as possible. I had scored a few great pictures with the boys as well as some much needed hugs.

Sebastian and Emerson had left to the bus as Remington and I stayed back to continue our conversation.

His perfect physique and sexy voice intimidated me to the point of hysterical nervousness. I spouted the stupidist ideas that made me look bad or the sluttiest phrases that painted me as a whore. Regardless, Remington seemed to be having a grand time with me. Never once did he stop smiling and he always chuckled at something idiotic I said or did.

"Can I just say your laugh is so fucking sexy?" I blurted out.
My face flushed a bright red as I watched his unreadable reactions. My heart beat a mile a minute in my chest as I watched him closely.
"You can," he agreed.

Each second that went by felt like a million years to me. I swallowed hard in an attempt to trigger more saliva production. It was a failed attempt that only made my mouth dryer.
"I'm sorry, I'm a fuck boy," I admitted sheepishly, "with an 'I'," I added jokingly.

He chuckled and stepped closer to me. He put his hand on my shoulder and stared down at me with that seductive grin of his. I could already feel my pants tighten. Those eyes could kill.

"How old are you?" His facial expressions were questionable as was his question.

I moved closer to him and smirked my way out of my nervous energy. I placed my hands on his waist and raised an eye brow at him. "Twenty, why?" I responded.

A deep chuckle came from his throat. It sent shocks down my nerves that weakened my muscles tremendously. I gripped at his hips to keep myself from falling.

Rough hands slid their way down my arms and onto my ass. He pulled me in closer to his slim body. They held me there firmly as he eyed my body and smirked. I let out a soft groan as he leaned into my body. I could feel the hotness of his breath hit my neck and turn me on further.

I hope he isn't teasing his gay fan boy.

"What a personality change," he mumbled softly into my ear. Teeth softly grabbed onto my earlobe and tugged before they let go. "I have always wanted to have sex," he began, "with a man. I choose you," he finished.

My eyes closed halfway during his sentence. I wrapped my arms around his neck and smiled gently. "Please, I'd love to have you in my ass."

Remington chuckled and stepped away from me. He licked his lips and nodded as he eyed my bulge. "Follow me, babe," he purred.

Once we were safely hidden from everyone in the venue, locked safely in a room, Remington grabbed ahold of me.

Lust dripped from his beautiful brown eyes. The smirk that sent my body into submission never left his perfection of a face.

Firm hands grabbed at my crotch and forced a loud moan out of my body. He messaged me through the coarse fabric until I tried to pull my pants off. The entire time I watched his already apparent bulge grow and form the delectable shape of his cock.
He was so turned on by me and my moans already; I had to give him the show of a lifetime.

Slowly, I sank to my knees and unbuttoned his pants. I could feel his eyes following my every movement as he waited for the pleasure. I tugged his pants down and with them came his boxers. His cock sprang to life in front of my face and left me blushing a little. I took his tip slowly into my mouth and looked up at him. He placed his hands on top of my head and pushed himself further into my mouth. "Fuck," he grunted.

My tongue ran over his slit a few times before I decided to continue on with my show. I hollowed out my cheeks as I sucked him dry. There was no need for me to bob my head as he was already thrusting in my mouth.
Little baby moans escaped his mouth as well as a string of curses. He loved my mouth already.

I placed my hands firmly on his thighs as I occupied myself with filling Remington with as much pleasure as he could possibly hold. He gripped the back of my head with a handful of hair as soon as the tip of my tongue ran teasingly underneath his tip. He managed to hold back his hips for a few seconds of insane pleasure before his body forced him to buck.

He shoved himself down my throat as he cursed loudly and ripped my head back. With just the tip in my mouth, I looked up at him.

His brows were furrowed from the frustration and soft moans left his mouth with each exhale.

Once I could taste his precum I pulled back and peppered his abdomen with kisses. His hands twitched as he repressed his urge to jack off in front of me. I smirked devilishly and slipped his shirt off as I slowly stood before him.

He stared at me, pouring lust, for a few seconds before abruptly pinning me to the wall. The smirk never faultered, but grew as his hands bruised my wrists.

Our kiss was passionate and messy. We were perfectly in sync with each other despite the constant breaks.
Pain shot through my lip and caused me to jump in his grip. His teeth had trapped my bottom lip and tugged expectantly. Right after he let go I kissed him with an open mouth to allow him in my mouth.

As his tongue slipped into my mouth his hands traveled down to my waist. I wrapped my arms around his neck and tugged his hair for payback. He grunted into my mouth and sensually began to roll his hips into mine. I let out a soft whimper as my aching cock felt some friction for once today.

He broke the kiss and pulled my shirt off. He took a moment to stare at my body while I eyed his throbbing hard cock needily. "Sexy boy," he muttered into my skin above my collar bone.

His lips pulled me into a one of a kind trance as they moved down my neck. I didn't even realize he had removed my pants and boxers until I felt the cool air hit me. "Shit," I mumbled and stepped out of them.

I could feel his smile spread on my hip bone. He slowly took me into his mouth and sucked ever so gently. I let out a whine and gripped his hair as he took in more. When he pulled away I pouted and tried to force his head back.

"No, babe," he whispered sternly.
I started down at him and quivered under his touch.

Everything seemed so distant now as he lead me to a table. I could hear murmurs from behind the locked door, but they sounded so far away. I looked back at Remington as he slowly bent me over a table. "Dry?"

He chuckled and rubbed up my back for a second. It seemed like he was searching for the correct answer as he quietly watched me. "Just about," he whispered softly.

I nodded and braced myself for it. I gasped when I felt something cool touch my hole. "Just about?" I asked as I landed my head on my hands, ready for him.

He hummed in response as he fiddled with himself for a moment before he pushed inside of me.

I closed my eyes and let out a low groan as I got used to his size. I was fine a moment later, but Remington sat there for a minute.

His left hand rubbed small circles on my side as he pushed all the way in with a grunt.

"So tight," he muttered softly.

I bit into my arm and smiled gently. "Not as tight as it could be, Remi," I muttered into my skin.

He took that as an invitation to be rough and quick with me. Or the distant voices and need for release pushed him over.

Either way, I ended up a sweating and moaning mess as he pounded hard into my ass. Our skin slapped together in such a way that created more pleasire rather than pain that sent me over as well. His finger tips pressed into my hips hard as we both came simultaneously. Together we moaned out loudly.

After a few minutes of slow thrusts, Remington pulled out and met my lips with a soft kiss. "I like boys," he whispered into my lips.

I smiled and nipped his lip gently, "me too."