All the Love • Zach Herron One-Shots

*5 | Used | Zach/?

Note: Happy birthday to Jack Robert Avery! My man is 21!!!! Ohmygosh he's so cute and funny and I love him ughhhhhhhhhh wow how can one person be so perfect and beautiful and cute and loveable and cuddly and wowww. He's such a puppy with his curly fake hair and pretty brown eyes. He literally acts so pure but not pure and he deserves the best. What an angel I swear he is a gift on this planet. His voice is so amazing and the way he cares about us limelights - such a humble and honest human being. Okay my fangirl is lowered to the setting "normal" now. Ahem. Let's continue with this one-shot. I used to question mark, so whoever you ship Zach with, it's that man.

Summary: Zach plays a game where he's blindfolded and used by one of the boys in his band.
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Zach was beginning to have doubts about the idea.

He was completely stripped and tied down, vulnerable to anyone and in a humiliating position. A blindfold was tied around his eyes, and a gag in his mouth.

Well fuck. He didn't know long he had to endure this. There was a vibrator in his ass to prep him, and he was incredibly aroused, but the cock ring restricted his ability to fully be pleasured.

He groaned, hoping that none of his band mates took any pictures. What they are doing totally questioned their innocence, and while he liked to be used, he unexpectedly fell in love with one of them.

With his sight being useless, he mostly depended on hearing. He was seriously going to be pissed if the fire alarm went off. Or worse—some other stranger walked in.

He must have waited for an hour by now. His cock was aching for release, and he shifted his hips, attempting to relieve pressure.

Suddenly, the door opened, and Zach flushed all over, sensing eyes.

"Missed us, Princess?"

Zach attempted to answer, but it came out as a moan. He couldn't tell who was who—his lust was distracting him too much, and the fact that the voices were deepened for disguise.

"He looks ready," another voice observed.

"Maybe we could torture him a bit longer." There was collective laughter.

Zach impatiently waved his ass, hoping at least one of them was kind enough. He didn't know what to think about all four of his friends being in the room; it caused him to be more self-conscious but turned on.

"One of us are going to fuck you, okay? But you won't know who it is. We'll all still be in the room, watching, so you better give us a show."

Zach gave a squeak when he felt someone slap his butt.

"Answer us."

"Yes." But the word was hardly comprehensible, merely to amuse the other boys of the inability to talk.

"We decided who it'd be."

A person crept on top of Zach, silent.

Zach shivered, feeling the vibrator ease out. He groaned at the loss of something filling him—if anything, he was wetter than ever and felt so dirty but aroused.

"Make sure to make lots of noise."

Zach huffed, wondering how much his jaw and ass would hurt after this. His voice was scratchy and there was a lot of drool which was disgusting, but at at least he won't be as loud vocally. He honestly didn't like his noises in bed, yet the boys liked it.

At the first thrust, Zach eagerly pushed his hips back, but the person stopped. Zach understood that he had to be patient, but was annoyed. His hole was twitching, waiting for use.

Once there was movement again, Zach grunted, adjusting to the girth and tried his best to quicken the pace. It was deep and slow, which made Zach pant in need. While it was satisfying, Zach desperately wanted to come.

He felt stars cloud his vision. "Please," he tried to say.

As if understanding, a hand reached underneath him. The cock ring was taken off, making Zach's body shudder in relief.

He had sex with each one of his members, and thought that he knew which person was above him, yet wasn't one hundred percent certain. He felt the cock deliberately avoid his prostate, and he groaned.

Only one particular person knew his body so well—which made his stomach tumble, somewhat pleased it was that person.

He was disappointed that the man above him was trying to be silent as to not reveal who it was, but during sex you couldn't help but let go of a part of you. In more ways than one of course.

When Zach was spared from begging, the thrusts now directing to pleasure him to indicate the oncoming load, Zach bucked his hips upward, and they both groaned in unison, easily matching to a steady pace.

The sounds of pleasure filled the room, which made Zach remember that the others were watching. He didn't exactly care about their pleasure, but easily let high pitched moans escape, as he felt a surge run through his stomach and groin.

The person above him was also onboard, hips stuttering. "Z-Zach!" And then they came, nearly at the same time.

The person graciously rode Zach out for awhile, well spent, and they collapsed on the bed.

"Damn we should do that again," one of the band members said.

"Could I use Zach next?"

Zach felt his wrists and legs being freed. He shook his limbs, and took the gag out, licking his dry lips. He needed water, but had enough energy to reach out for the person beside him. He didn't take his blindfold off, but didn't need to.

When he clambered over, arms wrapped around his waist and their was a brief kiss.

"You did so good."

"I love you," Zach murmured.