Drummer Boy
Title: drummer boy
Author: xxrandomxbrixx
Paring: Hunter/Danny
POV: third
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Danny has a little bit of a focus issue…
Disclaimer: not true. Never happened. I don’t own theses boys, they own themselves,
A/N: A thanks to my lovely beta xrevengeance got this idea for an Fmylife. Heheh. And from this pic here! except I changed the paring. I’m not really into atl slash…should I be?
Danny is riding in the car with Hunter and Drew; they’re on their way to Travis’ house to hang out. Every two seconds Danny is changing the song. Drew is seriously getting irritated.
“Knock it off Danny,” Drew says glaring at the other boy.
“What?” Danny asks, still changing the song.
“Stop it with the iPod,” Drew says.
“What?” Danny asks innocently.
Drew grabs the iPod, unplugging it from the car, “Give me that! God you can’t leave it on one song.”
Danny frowns slightly.
“Drew!” Hunter says, “Give me that.”
“No you’re going to give it back to him,” Drew said.
“Seriously, can’t you guys just get along?”
“We get along,” Both boys said.
“It’s just that Danny has ADD or something and can’t listen to one song for more than half a second.”
All four boys are sitting on the couch, about to watch Fight Club.
“Okay, before we start the movie, is there anything we need to talk about?” Travis asks, looking at Danny.
“Why are you looking at me?” Danny asks.
“Because you always talk in the middle of the movie, and I figure if you said it now, you wouldn’t need to say anything later,” Travis said.
“Well I can’t think of anything,” Danny says.
“Okay,” Travis says, sitting down on the couch, next to Drew.
Twenty minutes into the movie, Danny is starting to get restless, he starts looking around. Danny starts to bounce his leg. He opens his mouth to announce his boredom, just when Hunter looks over at him, giving him a look, and gently placing his hand over Danny’s knee, instantly calming him. Danny smiles, snuggling close to Hunter.
After the movie is over, everyone is surprised that Danny has not said a word.
“Wow Danny you must really like that movie, I mean you haven’t said anything the entire time,” Travis said.
“Huh?” Danny looks up from his phone.
Travis smacks his forehead, and groans.
Danny smiles, “I’m on twitter!”
Drew gives Danny a look.
“I just sent out a tweet,” Danny smiles.
Drew says nothing and stares.
Hunter and Danny are lying on Danny’s bed, talking.
“Hunter,” Danny says softly.
“Yeah?” Hunter asks.
“You like me right?”
Hunter was a bit taken aback by the question, “Of course I like you, I mean, why else would I call you my boyfriend.”
“Hmm, I like you too,” Danny smiles.
Hunter laughs, “I would hope so.”
“Why does Drew not like me?”
Hunter sighs, “Drew does like you, really he does, it’s just that you’re so bouncy and random, and he can’t keep up. He just doesn’t understand.”
“Well even though Drew is boring, I like him,” Danny says.
Hunter laughs, “Did you just call my brother boring?”
“Uh he is,” Danny says, “He’s never fun, I mean he took my iPod.”
Hunter laughs, “He’s fun,” Hunter says, “sometimes.”
Danny looks at Hunter.
“Alright, so he’s boring, big deal,” Hunter says, “can we stop talking about my brother while we’re in bed; it’s kind of a mood killer.”
Danny laughs, “What do you want to talk about?” Danny asks, running his fingers over Hunter’s bare chest.
Hunter and Danny are at Hunter’s house, sitting on the couch, watching TV, Hunter and Danny are watching NCIS, and Danny’s holding the remote, well because it makes him happy, and if Danny’s happy, Hunter’s happy. Hunter and Danny hear the click of a key opening the door; they both glance over to the door, seeing Drew.
Danny smiles, “Hi Drew.”
“Hey Danny,” Drew says, walking into the room.
“Dude, it’s one in the morning,” Hunter says.
“Yeah?”
“You get laid?” Hunter asks.
Drew is a bit taken aback by the question, “Don’t, ask me that,” He says.
Danny giggles.
“Okay, that’s gross,” Drew says, “I really don’t need to know when you guys have sex.”
Danny giggles, “Sorry.”
“You guys are gross, I really don’t want to know that stuff,” Drew says, turning to go upstairs.
Danny giggles.
“Shut up!” Drew calls from upstairs, shutting his door.
Danny looks at Hunter, smiling.
“What?” Hunter says.
Danny leans forward, pressing a kiss to Hunter’s lips. Hunter captures Danny’s lower lip in his mouth, sucking gently. Danny lets Hunter push him back down onto the couch, wrapping his leg around Hunter’s hip, as they kissed. Danny reached for Hunter’s shirt, pulling it up slightly. Hunter moved his lips to Danny’s neck, sucking hard, nipping at the skin. Danny laughs softly.
“What’s so funny,” Hunter says looking at Danny.
“You’re tongue tickles,” Danny says.
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah,” Danny smiles.
Hunter presses his lips back to Danny’s neck, nipping at the skin, earning several soft noises from the other boy. Danny tugs on Hunter’s hair slightly, which makes Hunter want to do so much more. Hunter pushes up Danny’s shirt, pressing his tongue to Danny’s nipple swirling his tongue around, Danny pulling on Hunter’s hair, moaning softly.
Hunter moves down a bit, kissing his way down Danny’s torso, he feels Danny’s hand slip from his hair, he doesn’t think much of it until he doesn’t hear Danny anymore. Hunter looks up, seeing Danny staring at the TV. Hunter is seriously irritated; he stares at his boyfriend in disbelief. Hunter moves away from Danny, crossing his arms.
A few seconds later Danny looks away from the TV, seeing Hunter with his arms crossed, and a not so pleased look on his face.
“I’m sorry,” Danny says blushing.
Hunter gives Danny a look.
“I’m sorry, I just-,” Danny stopped himself, not knowing how to explain himself.
“Come here,” Danny says turning the TV off.
Hunter doesn’t follow.
“C’mon,” Danny says, reaching for Hunter.
Hunter rolls his eyes, lying down on top of Danny.
“I didn’t mean right on top of me,” Danny says.
Hunter laughs, shifting over off Danny.
Danny wraps his arms around Hunter, closing his eyes.
“You know we can go upstairs,” Hunter says.
“No, I don’t want to move,” Danny mumbles, “Sleep.”
Hunter presses a kiss to Danny’s forehead.
Danny is sitting on his bed, remote in hand, changing the songs on his iPod, listening to each song for about five seconds, before deciding he didn’t want to listen to it. There’s a knock on the door, but he didn’t want to get up, he figured if it was anyone important, they have a key. He continues to change the songs on his iPod, after a few more song changes he turns off the stereo. Then there is a knock at his bedroom door.
“Come in,” Danny calls.
“Were you buys?” Hunter asks popping his head into the room.
“Nope,” Danny smiles.
Hunter laughs, “Just didn’t feel like answering the door?”
“Not really,” Danny says.
Hunter laughs, joining Danny on the bed.
“So what are you doing?” Hunter asks.
“Now I’m not doing anything,” Danny answers.
“You want to be doing something?” Hunter asks.
Danny looks at Hunter, “What?”
“I kind of came over here to get laid,” Hunter says.
Danny scoffs, “Use me, much.”
“Oh it’s not even like that and you know it,” Hunter says.
“I don’t know,” Danny says, “Kind of sounds like that.”
Hunter rolls his eyes, “I’m sorry.”
Danny looks at Hunter, “You’re just saying sorry, so that I’ll have sex with you.”
“No,” Hunter insists,” Really, I’m sorry.”
Danny rolls his eyes, “Whatever. Just take your pants off.”
Hunter and Danny strip quickly, Hunter presses his body to Danny’s, kissing him slowly. Danny kisses back, slowly becoming bored.
“Hunter,” Danny whines.
“What?”
“Attention span,” Danny says.
“Serious?” Hunter asks a bit shocked.
Danny nods, “Faster?”
“Kay,” Hunter says, “Condom?”
Danny reaches for the nightstand drawer, sifting his hand around.
“I’ll get it,” Hunter says, reaching into the drawer, pulling out a condom.
Danny shuts the drawer, wrapping his arms around Hunter’s neck, pulling him down for a kiss.
Hunter kisses Danny, nipping at his bottom lip, pulling back. Hunter takes Danny’s cock in his hand, stroking quickly.
Danny moans, “Hunter.”
Hunter squeezes Danny’s cock, stroking faster, using his thumb to smear the hints of pre-come.
“Ah, shit,” Danny groans, “Hunter.”
Hunter let’s go, causing Danny to whine. Hunter tears open the condom, rolling it onto Danny’s cock.
Hunter smears the extra lubricant around on his fingers, pressing two fingers to his entrance, pushing them in slowly, thrusting shallowly, and searching for that sweet spot, groaning when his fingers brushed against the bundle of nerves. He thrust his fingers in a few more times, before, pulling them out. Hunter straddled Danny’s hips, lowering himself down onto Danny’s cock slowly. Both boys groaning.
“Fuck, Hunter,” Danny breaths, “you’re so tight.”
“’s it good?” Hunter asks, rocking his hips forward.
“Hell yeah,” Danny says gripping onto Hunter’s hips.
Hunter throws his head back, as he picks his hips up, dropping them back down.
“Shit,” Hunter curses, dropping his hips back down.
Danny grips harder on Hunter’s hips, “Fuck Hunter.”
Hunter bounces in Danny’s lap, every other word from their mouths a curse.
Danny lets his hands fall from Hunter’s hips, giving Hunter control to do whatever he’d like. Danny thrust his hips forward, Hunter moaning above him.
Hunter dropped his hips down quickly, screaming when Danny’s cock hit his prostate.
Hunter runs his fingers through his hair, bouncing quickly, trying to find that same spot. Hunter threw his head back, arching his back, gasping as Danny’s cock hit his prostate again. Hunter looks down to see the look on Danny’s face. Hunter looks down, seeing Danny playing air drums. Hunter is less than amused. Hunter stops, smacking Danny in his chest.
“OW!” Danny yells, “I’m sorry!”
“I’m sorry, “Danny says again, “I didn’t mean it.”
Hunter groans, “Can you just focus a little longer?”
“I’m trying really hard,” Danny says, “Really. I am. Just keep going.”
Hunter pulls himself off Danny’s cock, “here, let’s switch it up a little and maybe you can focus a little longer?”
“Okay,” Danny says.
Hunter smirks, getting on his hands and knees.
Danny smirks, gripping onto Hunter’s hips, pushing in slowly, thrusting his hips forward.
Hunter moaned loudly, pushing himself back against Danny.
Danny snapped his hips forward, thrusting quickly, Hunter moaning loudly.
Hunter screamed as Danny’s cock hit his prostate again, “Shit, Danny,” Hunter breathed.
Danny thrust his hips forward, aiming for that same spot.
“Fuck,” Hunter groaned, “God Danny.”
Danny snaps his hips forward, thrusting quickly into Hunter.
“Oh god Danny,” Hunter arches his back, “Fuck I can’t,”
Danny thrust his hips forward, aiming for the small bundle of nerves that will send Hunter over the edge.
“God, Danny,” Hunter moans, “Fuck!”
Danny thrust his hips forward, groaning, “Hunter.”
“Danny I can’t,” Hunter breaths.
Danny’s cock repeatedly drilling into Hunter’s prostate, the fast swift movements, was enough to send Hunter over the edge.
Hunter grips onto the sheets, “Danny, I-”
“Wait,” Danny breaths, “Please, God I’m close.”
Hunter grips onto his cock, squeezing a bit, as Danny’s cock continues to hit his prostate.
“Fuck!” Hunter screams, “Danny, I can’t, I’m going,”
Danny thrust his hips forward, his cock hitting Hunter’s prostate.
“Danny!” Hunter screams as he comes, spilling over his hand.
Danny groaned, “Shit! Hunter!” he called as he came spilling over inside the condom.
Both boys dropped to the bed, breathing fast. Danny pulled out of hunter, pulling off the condom, tying it off before tossing it into the waste bin next to the bed.
Danny looks at Hunter, flushed and out of breath, “Sorry,” Danny says.
“No worries,” Hunter says, “We’ll keep working on it.”
Danny presses a kiss to Hunter’s lips,
Danny wraps his arms around Hunter’s body, pulling Hunter closer to him, both boys content with just lying there not moving. For about a minute, until Danny is shifting restlessly. Hunter places his hand on Danny’s hip, running his fingers over the soft skin.
“Just lay with me a little longer,” Hunter whispers.
Danny settles down, snuggling close to his boyfriend.
Author: xxrandomxbrixx
Paring: Hunter/Danny
POV: third
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Danny has a little bit of a focus issue…
Disclaimer: not true. Never happened. I don’t own theses boys, they own themselves,
A/N: A thanks to my lovely beta xrevengeance got this idea for an Fmylife. Heheh. And from this pic here! except I changed the paring. I’m not really into atl slash…should I be?
Danny is riding in the car with Hunter and Drew; they’re on their way to Travis’ house to hang out. Every two seconds Danny is changing the song. Drew is seriously getting irritated.
“Knock it off Danny,” Drew says glaring at the other boy.
“What?” Danny asks, still changing the song.
“Stop it with the iPod,” Drew says.
“What?” Danny asks innocently.
Drew grabs the iPod, unplugging it from the car, “Give me that! God you can’t leave it on one song.”
Danny frowns slightly.
“Drew!” Hunter says, “Give me that.”
“No you’re going to give it back to him,” Drew said.
“Seriously, can’t you guys just get along?”
“We get along,” Both boys said.
“It’s just that Danny has ADD or something and can’t listen to one song for more than half a second.”
All four boys are sitting on the couch, about to watch Fight Club.
“Okay, before we start the movie, is there anything we need to talk about?” Travis asks, looking at Danny.
“Why are you looking at me?” Danny asks.
“Because you always talk in the middle of the movie, and I figure if you said it now, you wouldn’t need to say anything later,” Travis said.
“Well I can’t think of anything,” Danny says.
“Okay,” Travis says, sitting down on the couch, next to Drew.
Twenty minutes into the movie, Danny is starting to get restless, he starts looking around. Danny starts to bounce his leg. He opens his mouth to announce his boredom, just when Hunter looks over at him, giving him a look, and gently placing his hand over Danny’s knee, instantly calming him. Danny smiles, snuggling close to Hunter.
After the movie is over, everyone is surprised that Danny has not said a word.
“Wow Danny you must really like that movie, I mean you haven’t said anything the entire time,” Travis said.
“Huh?” Danny looks up from his phone.
Travis smacks his forehead, and groans.
Danny smiles, “I’m on twitter!”
Drew gives Danny a look.
“I just sent out a tweet,” Danny smiles.
Drew says nothing and stares.
Hunter and Danny are lying on Danny’s bed, talking.
“Hunter,” Danny says softly.
“Yeah?” Hunter asks.
“You like me right?”
Hunter was a bit taken aback by the question, “Of course I like you, I mean, why else would I call you my boyfriend.”
“Hmm, I like you too,” Danny smiles.
Hunter laughs, “I would hope so.”
“Why does Drew not like me?”
Hunter sighs, “Drew does like you, really he does, it’s just that you’re so bouncy and random, and he can’t keep up. He just doesn’t understand.”
“Well even though Drew is boring, I like him,” Danny says.
Hunter laughs, “Did you just call my brother boring?”
“Uh he is,” Danny says, “He’s never fun, I mean he took my iPod.”
Hunter laughs, “He’s fun,” Hunter says, “sometimes.”
Danny looks at Hunter.
“Alright, so he’s boring, big deal,” Hunter says, “can we stop talking about my brother while we’re in bed; it’s kind of a mood killer.”
Danny laughs, “What do you want to talk about?” Danny asks, running his fingers over Hunter’s bare chest.
Hunter and Danny are at Hunter’s house, sitting on the couch, watching TV, Hunter and Danny are watching NCIS, and Danny’s holding the remote, well because it makes him happy, and if Danny’s happy, Hunter’s happy. Hunter and Danny hear the click of a key opening the door; they both glance over to the door, seeing Drew.
Danny smiles, “Hi Drew.”
“Hey Danny,” Drew says, walking into the room.
“Dude, it’s one in the morning,” Hunter says.
“Yeah?”
“You get laid?” Hunter asks.
Drew is a bit taken aback by the question, “Don’t, ask me that,” He says.
Danny giggles.
“Okay, that’s gross,” Drew says, “I really don’t need to know when you guys have sex.”
Danny giggles, “Sorry.”
“You guys are gross, I really don’t want to know that stuff,” Drew says, turning to go upstairs.
Danny giggles.
“Shut up!” Drew calls from upstairs, shutting his door.
Danny looks at Hunter, smiling.
“What?” Hunter says.
Danny leans forward, pressing a kiss to Hunter’s lips. Hunter captures Danny’s lower lip in his mouth, sucking gently. Danny lets Hunter push him back down onto the couch, wrapping his leg around Hunter’s hip, as they kissed. Danny reached for Hunter’s shirt, pulling it up slightly. Hunter moved his lips to Danny’s neck, sucking hard, nipping at the skin. Danny laughs softly.
“What’s so funny,” Hunter says looking at Danny.
“You’re tongue tickles,” Danny says.
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah,” Danny smiles.
Hunter presses his lips back to Danny’s neck, nipping at the skin, earning several soft noises from the other boy. Danny tugs on Hunter’s hair slightly, which makes Hunter want to do so much more. Hunter pushes up Danny’s shirt, pressing his tongue to Danny’s nipple swirling his tongue around, Danny pulling on Hunter’s hair, moaning softly.
Hunter moves down a bit, kissing his way down Danny’s torso, he feels Danny’s hand slip from his hair, he doesn’t think much of it until he doesn’t hear Danny anymore. Hunter looks up, seeing Danny staring at the TV. Hunter is seriously irritated; he stares at his boyfriend in disbelief. Hunter moves away from Danny, crossing his arms.
A few seconds later Danny looks away from the TV, seeing Hunter with his arms crossed, and a not so pleased look on his face.
“I’m sorry,” Danny says blushing.
Hunter gives Danny a look.
“I’m sorry, I just-,” Danny stopped himself, not knowing how to explain himself.
“Come here,” Danny says turning the TV off.
Hunter doesn’t follow.
“C’mon,” Danny says, reaching for Hunter.
Hunter rolls his eyes, lying down on top of Danny.
“I didn’t mean right on top of me,” Danny says.
Hunter laughs, shifting over off Danny.
Danny wraps his arms around Hunter, closing his eyes.
“You know we can go upstairs,” Hunter says.
“No, I don’t want to move,” Danny mumbles, “Sleep.”
Hunter presses a kiss to Danny’s forehead.
Danny is sitting on his bed, remote in hand, changing the songs on his iPod, listening to each song for about five seconds, before deciding he didn’t want to listen to it. There’s a knock on the door, but he didn’t want to get up, he figured if it was anyone important, they have a key. He continues to change the songs on his iPod, after a few more song changes he turns off the stereo. Then there is a knock at his bedroom door.
“Come in,” Danny calls.
“Were you buys?” Hunter asks popping his head into the room.
“Nope,” Danny smiles.
Hunter laughs, “Just didn’t feel like answering the door?”
“Not really,” Danny says.
Hunter laughs, joining Danny on the bed.
“So what are you doing?” Hunter asks.
“Now I’m not doing anything,” Danny answers.
“You want to be doing something?” Hunter asks.
Danny looks at Hunter, “What?”
“I kind of came over here to get laid,” Hunter says.
Danny scoffs, “Use me, much.”
“Oh it’s not even like that and you know it,” Hunter says.
“I don’t know,” Danny says, “Kind of sounds like that.”
Hunter rolls his eyes, “I’m sorry.”
Danny looks at Hunter, “You’re just saying sorry, so that I’ll have sex with you.”
“No,” Hunter insists,” Really, I’m sorry.”
Danny rolls his eyes, “Whatever. Just take your pants off.”
Hunter and Danny strip quickly, Hunter presses his body to Danny’s, kissing him slowly. Danny kisses back, slowly becoming bored.
“Hunter,” Danny whines.
“What?”
“Attention span,” Danny says.
“Serious?” Hunter asks a bit shocked.
Danny nods, “Faster?”
“Kay,” Hunter says, “Condom?”
Danny reaches for the nightstand drawer, sifting his hand around.
“I’ll get it,” Hunter says, reaching into the drawer, pulling out a condom.
Danny shuts the drawer, wrapping his arms around Hunter’s neck, pulling him down for a kiss.
Hunter kisses Danny, nipping at his bottom lip, pulling back. Hunter takes Danny’s cock in his hand, stroking quickly.
Danny moans, “Hunter.”
Hunter squeezes Danny’s cock, stroking faster, using his thumb to smear the hints of pre-come.
“Ah, shit,” Danny groans, “Hunter.”
Hunter let’s go, causing Danny to whine. Hunter tears open the condom, rolling it onto Danny’s cock.
Hunter smears the extra lubricant around on his fingers, pressing two fingers to his entrance, pushing them in slowly, thrusting shallowly, and searching for that sweet spot, groaning when his fingers brushed against the bundle of nerves. He thrust his fingers in a few more times, before, pulling them out. Hunter straddled Danny’s hips, lowering himself down onto Danny’s cock slowly. Both boys groaning.
“Fuck, Hunter,” Danny breaths, “you’re so tight.”
“’s it good?” Hunter asks, rocking his hips forward.
“Hell yeah,” Danny says gripping onto Hunter’s hips.
Hunter throws his head back, as he picks his hips up, dropping them back down.
“Shit,” Hunter curses, dropping his hips back down.
Danny grips harder on Hunter’s hips, “Fuck Hunter.”
Hunter bounces in Danny’s lap, every other word from their mouths a curse.
Danny lets his hands fall from Hunter’s hips, giving Hunter control to do whatever he’d like. Danny thrust his hips forward, Hunter moaning above him.
Hunter dropped his hips down quickly, screaming when Danny’s cock hit his prostate.
Hunter runs his fingers through his hair, bouncing quickly, trying to find that same spot. Hunter threw his head back, arching his back, gasping as Danny’s cock hit his prostate again. Hunter looks down to see the look on Danny’s face. Hunter looks down, seeing Danny playing air drums. Hunter is less than amused. Hunter stops, smacking Danny in his chest.
“OW!” Danny yells, “I’m sorry!”
“I’m sorry, “Danny says again, “I didn’t mean it.”
Hunter groans, “Can you just focus a little longer?”
“I’m trying really hard,” Danny says, “Really. I am. Just keep going.”
Hunter pulls himself off Danny’s cock, “here, let’s switch it up a little and maybe you can focus a little longer?”
“Okay,” Danny says.
Hunter smirks, getting on his hands and knees.
Danny smirks, gripping onto Hunter’s hips, pushing in slowly, thrusting his hips forward.
Hunter moaned loudly, pushing himself back against Danny.
Danny snapped his hips forward, thrusting quickly, Hunter moaning loudly.
Hunter screamed as Danny’s cock hit his prostate again, “Shit, Danny,” Hunter breathed.
Danny thrust his hips forward, aiming for that same spot.
“Fuck,” Hunter groaned, “God Danny.”
Danny snaps his hips forward, thrusting quickly into Hunter.
“Oh god Danny,” Hunter arches his back, “Fuck I can’t,”
Danny thrust his hips forward, aiming for the small bundle of nerves that will send Hunter over the edge.
“God, Danny,” Hunter moans, “Fuck!”
Danny thrust his hips forward, groaning, “Hunter.”
“Danny I can’t,” Hunter breaths.
Danny’s cock repeatedly drilling into Hunter’s prostate, the fast swift movements, was enough to send Hunter over the edge.
Hunter grips onto the sheets, “Danny, I-”
“Wait,” Danny breaths, “Please, God I’m close.”
Hunter grips onto his cock, squeezing a bit, as Danny’s cock continues to hit his prostate.
“Fuck!” Hunter screams, “Danny, I can’t, I’m going,”
Danny thrust his hips forward, his cock hitting Hunter’s prostate.
“Danny!” Hunter screams as he comes, spilling over his hand.
Danny groaned, “Shit! Hunter!” he called as he came spilling over inside the condom.
Both boys dropped to the bed, breathing fast. Danny pulled out of hunter, pulling off the condom, tying it off before tossing it into the waste bin next to the bed.
Danny looks at Hunter, flushed and out of breath, “Sorry,” Danny says.
“No worries,” Hunter says, “We’ll keep working on it.”
Danny presses a kiss to Hunter’s lips,
Danny wraps his arms around Hunter’s body, pulling Hunter closer to him, both boys content with just lying there not moving. For about a minute, until Danny is shifting restlessly. Hunter places his hand on Danny’s hip, running his fingers over the soft skin.
“Just lay with me a little longer,” Hunter whispers.
Danny settles down, snuggling close to his boyfriend.