Gay Motley Crue Oneshots (Complete)

Kinky Vanilla (Vince x Mick) (Smut)

Mick didn't want to admit it, but he had a ridiculous thing for Vince's girlish figure. He loved watching his wide hips sway back and forth in front of him on stage. 

And that was exactly how they ended up here, in Mick's dining room, the gorgeous singer tied up in a leather bondage set on the dining room table as Mars fucked him roughly.

Vince was taking him so well, moaning and writhing like a pro slut as Mick slid harshly in and out of his tight, hot body. He was so beautiful, yet so fucking naughty. Like a fallen angel.

"Ah....ah...oh, Mick, I love this!" the blonde cried out, thighs flexing under the leather restraints.

"What? Being tied up and at my mercy? "He licked a long stripe up Vince's shoulder, tasting the salty sweetness of the other's skin as he nudged the younger man's hips up even higher,"Such a good little slut, aren't you~?" With the daily fucking Neil did, he didn't expect the singer to be so fucking tight, so invitingly warm.

"Oh! Oh my, you're so g-good at this!" Vince praised, mouth opening to let out a loud moan,"Ngh! Ngh! Ahh! God, you're big. Mmm~I can feel your gorgeous cock throbbing inside of me~OH~!"

"So you do like it~Mmm, I love the way you worship me, you gorgeous whore. But, don't give me-ah-all the c-credit," Mick panted out between thrusts. He lay himself against Vince's back, his own starting hurt from leaning backwards so much. 

Vince lay his head in his arms as Mick slowed down,"Are you stopping?" The older man mumbled a no,"I'm just slowing down a bit. My back hurts but god, you feel so fucking good, I can't stop!"

"Mmmpph....ohh....ahh,"Vince smiled, squirming in the leather bondage as Mick rolled his hips fucking him slowly. He could feel the guitarist's heartbeat inside of him, in sync with his own. He'd never felt more at one with someone.

"M-Mick, I...I ne-ahh~"

"What's that, baby?"

"U-Untie me...p-please, I need to touch you~"The blonde gasped and moaned, rocking his hips back against Mick until the guitarist pulled out and stood up on shaky legs. Within minutes the bondage fell to the floor and Vince flipped over, spreading his legs.

Mick blushed seeing Neil's soft, loving smile. He smiled back and climbed back on top of the small singer. Without warning, Vince threw his arms around Mars' neck and kissed him passionately, slow and thick. Mick gasped, eyes widening as Vince worked their mouths together, begging for a response.

Soon he relaxed, finding himself sliding back onto his feet with Vince's legs locking around his waist. So much for a kinky one night stand. Their lips pressed and rubbed softly as their tongues pet one another with such care, tears were running down their faces.

Mick wrapped his arms around Vince's soft, curvy waist and picked him up, carrying him to the bedroom. He gently lay the blonde down, marveling at the way Neil's platinum hair fell around him. 

Vince squirmed underneath him, though not the slutty begging that preceeded this intimacy. He stared up at Mick with swimming eyes, his voice small and timid,"Wh...why are you looking at me like that?"

"Like what?" Mick asked, still smiling softly as he pushed back inside of Vince. The singer let out a soft gasp,"L-Like I'm your everything. Ah~a-and you untied me right wh-aahahh!"

Vince threw his head back, cutting himself off as Mars hit his prostate dead on. He let out a scream and gasped, fighting for breath as his lover slammed inside of him.

"You wanna know why I look at you like this?" Mick purred as he slowed his thrusts again, rolling his cock inside of Vince. He groaned, lowering his body to kiss upon Vince's slender neck.

"Y...yeah...,"Vince gasped, a little delirious from the roughness he didn't know the guitarist was capable of. Mick grasped his chin and tilted his face up, gazing into his eyes.

All the world dissapeared for Vince. All he could see was the gorgeous man above him, inside him, all over him. He tangled his fingers in Mick's dark hair and pulled him in for a deep kiss of passion. Mick's thin lips caressed his so perfectly, their soaked tongues twirling in a soft, delicate dance within the hot, wet spaces of their mouths.

Vince ran his hands all over Mick's body, relishing in the soft sex sounds Mars made. He was sighing and panting into his mouth, squeezing his hips and thighs.

"Mmmph! Ahh! Ahahh! Ooohhh, god Mick! Ohhh, oohh fuuuck~Nnngh!" Vince slammed his hands down on the bed, fisting the sheets so tight they ripped,"Oh, Mick! I-I'm gonna cum~!"

"Me too, sweetheart~Mmhh~"Mick was moaning against the blonde's neck, thrusts sloppy and animalistic. He nibbled on Vince's ear and squeezed his ass as he slammed into his lover one last time.

Vince threw his head back and screamed, spurt after spurt splattering all over their sweaty chests. Mick followed suit, groaning loudly as he filled Neil with thick, warm fluids.

"Ahh! Auuhhnn~"Vince squirmed as Mick jerked his hips, emptying himself. "Ahh...ahhh...M-Mick~"Vince whimpered and keened. It was so much fucking cum, he thought he was going to burst. He'd never been so full before.

As their orgasms slowed to a halt, Mick brushed his hair from his eyes and kissed Vince passionately. Only when they fully came down did the singer realize Mars was still deep inside him.

"Um, Mick?"

"Oh, right. Sorry,"Mick gently pulled out and lay himself on top of Vince, soothingly caressing the blonde's plump, curvy hips and thighs. He squeezed gingerly,"Fuck, you've a gorgeous body. How are you real?"

Vince ran his fingers through Mars's dark hair as the guitarist kissed up his neck. Though these kisses were dewdrops rather than erotic. He sighed, suddenly feeling awkward at the strong connection he felt. He blushed and wrapped his arms around Mick's waist.

"I don't know how else to look at you?"Mick said in a hushed, lovesick tone. Vince purred deeply, humming in affirmacy. The guitarist soothed his body with gentle strokes, warm, calloused hands rubbing the bondage marks.

"My desire was overwhelming when you pinned me against the wall after the show. I didn't really wanna tie you up and talk dirty like that. But I...Vince, I'm in love with you. I wanted to make this night everything you wanted, even if it was just sex. I look at you like you're my everything, because you are."

Vince was at a loss for words. Mick had spent half the night, fucking him hot and dirty just because he wanted it. Well, it wasn't even that dirty but still, he felt a little selfish.

After all...he was in love too. He just couldn't resist sliding onto Mick's lap, grinding himself into the older man's lithe thighs. The way he tied him up so firmly and filled him so completely just felt so amazing. He loved being at Mick Mars' complete mercy. Not just because the man was wildly amazing at sex, but because he was....well he was Mick. Gorgeous, talented, smart, dark and mysterious. What more could Vince want?

"I love you too, my dark angel~"Vince murmured against Mick's sweet mouth. He licked Mars' slim tongue and nibbled at his bottom lip. Their legs tangled as they writhed, hands gliding all over each other's bodies as their mouths made hot love.

"Mmph~Mmvvmm~"Mick groaned loudly, feeling himself harden against his lover's own erection. He pulled away gasping,"My god, Vince. I love you!"

Vince giggled and kissed him again. He spread his legs and gladly moaned when Mick began eating him out.

When Mick was inside him again, they were staring into each other's eyes with love and lust dancing between them. What chance that a night of dirty fucking could turn into an evening of quiet, slow lovemaking.