This is for you, Mudkip77777
(This might be bad so feel free to correct me or ask me to re-do it because I am currently suffering from stomach ache and I can't focus on writing because of this damn crap in my body. Help.)
----------
Roger was busy fixing his hair, getting ready for the show when somebody knocked on the door. Curious on who might be knocking, he stepped towards the door and twisted the doorknob open. He gasped lightly as he saw-
"Brian? What's up?" Roger asked, a bit surprised that Brian would be knocking on his door. The latter held the blonde's shoulders and pushed him inside, kicking the door close by his foot. Roger almost fell but gladly caught back his balance while Brian turned back to lock the door. He looked back at Roger and inhaled sharply. Roger was weirded out. (Who wouldn't be?)
"Brian... Seriously, what's up?"
Before Brian could speak, another knock on the door was heard.
"Half an hour before the show, guys!" A crewman shouted. Roger huffed air.
"Care to explain why you're here?"
"...I need your help."
"Again?"
They were already long time friends-with-benefits, but Roger thought that he was been "overused". Brian only nodded.
"Pleaaase."
Roger sighed. "How can I help?"
"I'm needyyy." Brian basically whined.
Roger thought that, maybe, saying 'no' to Brian just this once would be okay. "Can't help you with that. Sorry."
"Now, what else do you need?"
"You." Brian said in his deep voice. Roger slapped his forehead in frustration. They've got a show to do in the next half hour and here he was, still thinking on whether or not to help Brian with his 'problem'. The two basically stared at each other for what seemed like minutes. Another knock was heard from the door.
"20 minutes 'til the show, Rog."
"Alright!" Then he looked back at Brian and sighed. He shook his head.
"Fuck, we don't have much time..." Roger pushed Brian on the couch and surrendered on his knees, unbuckling Brian's belt then removed the trousers, along with the boxers. Brian was already painfully hard and he sighed as his erection sprung free yet he hissed at the cold air. Roger wasted no time in dipping his head onto the taller man's cock, sucking the tip, collecting the precum. He then licked the underside of Brian's dick, then ran his tongue upwards that made Brian form his mouth into an 'o' shape. Brian held Roger's hair and the latter began bobbing his head up and down while his hand also pumped on the base, causing Brian to jerk his hips upwards
"F-fuck..." He whispered, afraid to get caught. Just as he said that, Roger deepthroated him. And Roger was absolutely good at it.
"Mm, you take my cock in so well..." Roger hums around his cock in response, causing Brian to let out a throaty groan. Roger continued bobbing his head but in a faster pace, along with his hand.
"F-faster... Please, I'm gonna c-cum..." Roger completely stopped.
"God, I need you inside me..." Roger said as he unzips his trousers off and positioned himself on Brian's lap.
"Without lube? You sure?"
"I'm not a virgin..."
"I know but still..."
"Just... Continue..." Roger held Brian's dick and positioned it on his needy hole, then he sunk in.
"Mm, f-fuck Bri... You feel so good inside me..." Brian thrusts inside him and buries his face on the blonde's neck.
"So tight..." Then Roger began riding him, biting his bottom lip to surpress the moans. Meanwhile, Brian thrusts faster.
"I need you quick, babe..." Roger only hummed in response and pushed Brian so that the latter was now leaning on the couch. Roger began riding him much faster now, like there was no tomorrow. Brian reached for Roger's hard cock and starts pumping it fast.
"Cum for me..."
"F-fuck yeah!" Just as Roger spoke out those words, he shot white strings of cum, painting Brian's chest and hand white. Brian came inside Roger after two thrusts.
"Thank fuck..." Brian said, panting.
"Hm." Roger hummed as he removed himself from Brian and wore his boxers and trousers back after wiping the excess cum that spilled on his legs. Brian also stood up, wearing his boxers and trousers again, then he held Roger on the shoulders, again.
"Thank you, baby." He then kissed Roger's forehead.
Another knock was heard from the door.
"Rog, you've got 5 minutes left."
"Yep! I'll be out in a minute!"
"Alright."
Roger looked back at Brian. "You might wanna go out now and go back to your room...?"
"Oh, right. Bye, see you again at the stage."
Brian turned to the door and before he could open it, he looked back at Roger.
"Thanks again, babe."
"No problem, helping you is what I do." Roger said with a laugh, then winked. Brian laughed as well, then nodded and left. Roger looked at the mirror and chuckled, then he started fixing his hair. Again.
