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- Desperation -
"So are you guys excited for tour?" Joe asked and the four boys nodded heavily. They were on their way to a bar to celebrate their upcoming tour. "I'm getting more and more excited the closer the day comes!" James squealed like a school girl and everbody chuckled. "Well it's going to be big, we're going to a lot of places we've never been to before on tour." Richard said and they all nodded. The car was parked and the six lads got out one after the other. Tristan and Brad had been sitting in the far back so the blonde got out first and held his hand to Brad to help him. "M'lady." Tristan joked and bowed slightly while Brad just rolled his eyes with a blush on his cheek, grabbing the older males hand. "Let's go you goof." He said and the two followed their band mates and managers into the bar. It wasn't too crowded and Brad was glad about that. "Let's sit down." Richard said and they sat in at a long table in the back of the room. They chatted and talked about random things while waiting for their food when Brad spaced off slightly. He was thinking about tour and how fun it was going to be when he suddenly felt a hand on his tigh. "Hey, you good?" He heard and the brunette turned his head to Tristan who was sitting next to him. "Oh yeah I'm fine." He quickly said and the blonde nodded with a smile before turning his attention back to the others but didn't take his hand off Brad's tigh. The brunette bit his lip as a variety of unholy thoughs captured his mind. His long term crush on his older band mate didn't make it easy to hide his arousal. "It's hot in here, isn't it?" Tristan suddenly asked and Brad shrugged slightly until his eyes landed on Tristans right hand wich was unbuttoning his shirt slowly. The brunette bit his lip harshly as the blonde revealed more and more of his toned chest. "Jesus christ..." He mumbled under his breath and Tristan turned his head to him. "What did you say?" He asked and Brad blinked repeatedly, staring right into the males eyes. "U-uh nothing." He said quickly and the blonde nodded unconvinced. He started to rub the brunette's tigh with his thumb as he spoke to Connor and Brad's jeans were getting tighter and tighter. He was about to excuse himself to the bathroom when the waitress came with their food. A small groan escaped his lips but he knew that Tristan would have to take his hand off his leg now. The eating went by quick and it didn't do much to help with Brads problem. When they were all done and had paid, they got up and Tristan placed a hand on the small of Brads back in a protective manner wich wasn't unusual for the two but tonight it wasn't exactly the best move for Brads situation. He just couldn't wait to go home and finger himself to some pictures of shirtless Tristan at the sunny beach of Dubai. "Thanks for paying, Joe." James said and they all thanked him individually. "No problem boys, just get ready for tour." He said and they all agreed. Brad followed Tristan to his car. They came together since they shared a flat now and at that moment Brad wasn't too happy about that decision. As they arrived home, Brad wanted nothing more than to run into his room and pleasure himself. Well he'd more like Tristan doing it but that could never happen. "Are you going to bed already or are we going to watch a movie?" Tristan asked and Brad bit his lip. He loved movie nights with the blonde but his hard on was making it impossible for him to agree. "Maybe tomorrow okay?" He asked and Tristan nodded. "Good night then, sleep well." He said and Brad smiled at him. "Good night, Tris." He said before rushing into his room. The last thing he heard was Tristans phone ringing before he slammed his door shut, pressing himself up against it. Brad stumbled over to his wardrobe, pulling out a bottle of lube and undoing the cap in a hurry. He dipped three of his finger into the cold liquid before trying to pull down his pants with one hand. During the maneuver he stumbled over a cart board box on the floor and fell to the ground with a loud thud, his pants halfway down his legs. He heard footsteps in the hallway and panic spread through his body as he desperately tried to get up. "Brad? Are you ok-" Tristan cut himself off as he saw the situation Brad was in and he blinked in shock. The brunettes eyes watered from embarrassment as he still tried to get up. "T-Tris i-it's not what it looks like I w-was just-" Brad cut himself off as the door closed. He dropped his head, thinking Tristan was disgusted by him when he suddenly felt a hand on his arm and back, helping him get up. "Don't worry about it." The blonde said and Brad blinked the tears in his eyes away, trying to pull up his pants discretely. "Do you need help?" Tristan asked and the brunette shook his head. "N-no it's fine, m-my hand is just slippery I-" He was cut off by Tristan. "No not with your pants." He said and pointed at Brad's obvious hard on. "With that." He explained and the younger boy blinked at him in shock and confusion when Tristan suddenly grabbed his arm and pulled him over to the bed. "Do you want me to help?" He asked and Brad let out a shaky breath. "Y-you don't have to." He whispered and Tristan chuckled. "I know. I want to though." Brad was pulled onto the older males lap so he was straddling him and Tristan helped him get out of his shirt. "I'll make you feel good." He whispered into his ear huskily and Brad wrapped his arms around his neck, burrying his face into the taller males neck. Tristan pushed down his boxers and grabbed the lube he had picked up from the wardrobe, coating his fingers in the liquid. Brad watched his movements with anticipation, not quite believing he was about to be fingered by his crush. "Ready?" Tristan asked and the brunette nodded into his neck. The blonde pushed in the first finger and Brad let out a noise of pain. The older male stroked his back and whispered sweet nothings into his ear to distract him from the pain and the boy clung onto him. A second finger was pushed in and Brad squeezed his eyes shut when he suddenly felt a hand on his member. A moan escaped his lips as Tristan stroked him in rhythm to his thrusts. Brad was completely lost in bliss, his mind being overwhelmed by the pleasure as his eyes closed. "D-daddy..." He whispered into Tristans ear unconsciously who's breath hitched at the small muttered word. "Dammit, Brad." He mumbled to himself, feeling his jeans getting tighter. He tried to ignore his problem, continuing to thrust his fingers in and out of his best friend who was moaning into his ear softly. "M-more d-daddy..." Brad mumbled out and a groan escaped Tristans lips as he gave into his craving. He sat up carefully and placed Brad down onto the bed softly. The brunette looked up at him, his eyes hooded as he stared up at his band mate. Tristan stared back at him when Brad, driven by pleasure, grabbed the back of the blondes neck and pressed their lips together. At first, Tristan was shocked but soon melted into the kiss and grabbed Brad's legs, spreading them more apart. The two made out for a bit more until the older male pulled away first. "Can I?" He asked and Brad just nodded quickly, wanting him to finally fuck him. Tristan didn't need more, he immediately thrusted into his younger band mate and earned a loud whiny moan from him. Brad panted loudly as he gripped the bed sheets in his hands, his back arching off the bed. The blonde enjoyed the sight before continuing to thrust into the boy who only let out loud moans. He connected their lips once more and entered the younger boys mouth with his tounge. As the two made out passionately, Brad was coming closer to his release. "I-I'm close!" He squeaked out and Tristan nodded. "Let it out baby boy." He whispered into his ear and those words sent Brad over the edge. He let out a loud moan as his back arched. Tristan pulled him into his chest and after a few more thrusts he came inside the younger boy. The two panted loudly, holding onto each other for a bit more until Tristan laid back onto his side, pulling Brad along who was still snuggled into his chest. "I-I'm in love with you." The brunette suddenly mumbled and the blonde looked down at him in surprise. "You are?" He asked and earned a small nod. A small smile grazed his lips as he stroked the boys curls gently. "I'm in love with you too, Brad." He whispered before pressing a kiss onto his forehead.
