Innocent Boys [s/a]
Title: Innocent Boys [s/a]
Author:i_love_jersey , meiloslyther
Rating: NC-17 [Duh ;D]
Warning: Uhhh Ryan's really rough with Bden and Bden uses a vibrator on Ryan, but that's pretty much it. Oh! Ryan rims Brendon a bit :)
Pairing: Ryden/ Rydon
POV: 3rd
Summary: Things happen when innocent boys get bored.
Word Count: 3,370
Disclaimer: I live in Fakesville.
Beta: Both meiloslyther and I read over this
Author Notes: The first role play meiloslyther and I did.
Brendon was curled up with Ryan on the couch in the back lounge of the bus, the two boys watching some random movie they found. Brendon glanced up at Ryan, biting his own lower lips before leaning up and pressing his lips softly to Ryan's, just trying to get the guitarist's attention.
Ryan blinked slowly before shoving Brendon away, a startled look on his face. "What the fuck was that for?" He stared at Brendon like he just grew another nose and tried to edge away from the singer.
Brendon pouted slightly, shrugging gently and giving Ryan one of his adorable pouts. "I dunnknow..." He says letting a smile grace his lips "You just looked, like... kissable then," he said, nibbling his lower lip as he watched the older boy. The singer then sat up, closing the space between them again but not pressing his lips back to Ryan's, just letting them hover.
Ryan eyed Brendon warily, not able to ignore the hot breath ghosting over his lips. He couldn't help but think that Brendon looked totally adorable like that. "You're just trying to fuck with me, I see how this is." He was a little disappointed that he couldn't keep the slight nervous wavering out of his monotone.
Brendon rolled his eyes, daring to bring one hand up to cup Ryan's cheek gently, thumb brushing over the boy's cheek bone. "Tell me you're not tempted to kiss me right now," he says, voice low and sensual. The singer lets his eyes slip shut as he leans in, pressing his lips back to the older boy's lips again, trying to keep Ryan there this time
Ryan couldn't help the half surprised, half turned on noise that he made in the back of his throat. He froze; it wasn't that he wasn't tempted, it was just he was unable to believe this was really happening. "Bren, are you sure about this...?" he muttered against the younger man's lips, barely able to keep his own eyes from falling shut and just going with it.
Brendon smiles into the kiss, hand moving to the back of the older's head and his fingers lacing in his hair as Brendon lets out a little moan into Ryan's mouth, the singer moving into Ryan's lap, rolling his hips in a circular motion slightly, letting out another breath.
Ryan gasped, taking Brendon's response as a resounding 'yes'. He moved his hands up to rest on Brendon's waist, tugging him down again as he nipped at his lower lip. If Brendon was okay with this, Ryan wasn't about to hold back.
Brendon smiled into the kiss as his teeth bumped against Ryan's, both the singer's hands finding themselves buried in Ryan's hair and tugging slightly. "Mmmm... Ry...," he purred, close to that of a cat's purr, though it was much deeper in his chest and a very sexy sound. Brendon then decided they were wearing too many pieces of clothing, the singer pulling away and pulling his shirt off before dropping it on the ground.
Humming appreciatively, Ryan leaned in to suck on Brendon's neck as he fumbled blindly with his own shirt. He finally leaned back a little to pull it off before his mouth found Brendon's skin again, mouthing down his neck to his collarbone.
Brendon gasps, shivering slightly at Ryan's lips moving over his skin, Brendon letting out a soft moan "Ry...," he mumbles needily, getting up carefully and pulling the guitarist towards the bunks, shedding his pants somewhere along the way as he decides that the denim fabric was to tight on his growing erection. "God I want you..." Brendon mumbles as he continues pulling Ryan to his bunk, Brendon having a few surprises in his bunk.
Ryan let Brendon drag him into the bunk area, dogging his steps and curling a hand around his now bare waist. Leaning in, he dragged his lips across the back of Brendon's neck. "Do you, now?" he wondered aloud, the sarcasm evident in his voice.
Brendon nods quickly, pushing Ryan into his before following the older into his bunk and smiling at Ryan. Brendon would NEVER let anyone into his bunk. The reason was obvious from the various things of lube, condoms, and toys laying around here and there, the singer blushing slightly, though that doesn't stop him as he crawls onto Ryan, kissing him deeply
Ryan would have asked about all the stuff in Brendon's bunk - seriously, what WAS that thing? - but Brendon's lips were a little more interesting. Also, his jeans were feeling way too tight to be comfortable, hands going for his fly blindly as he licked around Brendon's mouth.
Brendon smiled as he helped the older, hands reaching down and helping Ryan out of his pants, shoving the jeans out of his bunk. "I want you on top, Ry...," Brendon whispers, licking his lips. He dreamed of Ryan dominating him and forcing him into submission. He wanted that.
Ryan exhaled a little shakily, fingertips brushing against Brendon's bare ribs. "Okay," he breathed, shuffling them around so that he was straddling Brendon's hips and grinding down.
Brendon grunts, arching his back and grinding up into the older boy, hands falling to Ryan's hips. Brendon then lets one hand run up Ryan's back, nails digging into his skin hard and leaving angry red marks. "God Ry, fuck me... hurt me, make me bleed if you must...," he whimpers in a begging voice, licking his lips hungrily as he looks up at the guitarist
Ryan groaned at Brendon's words, biting his lip. Brendon had no idea how much he wanted to hurt him, as sadistic as it sounded. "Fuck, Bren..." He fumbled for a condom, ripping open the wrapper and rolling it on carefully. Deciding at least a little bit of lube would be necessary for this to even work, he grabbed the tube laying around and slicked himself up. Pressing a hand to Brendon's stomach, he used the other to guide himself in, the resistance making his breath hitch.
Brendon grunted, letting his head fall back "Oh fuck meeee...," he moaned, eyes falling shut as Ryan slides into him, Brendon relaxing his body as best as he could. He had wanted this from the first time he had met Ryan. Half of him wanted Ryan to pin him and fuck him until he bleed and the other half of Brendon wanted to push Ryan down and ride him so hard his dick was sore. "Fuck Ry, move" He begs as the other stills, the exact opposite of what Brendon wants.
Ryan was sort of going through an internal battle at the worst fucking time; he wanted to break Brendon, but he didn't want to hurt him too much. Quickly telling himself that Brendon wanted this, he pulled out slowly before slamming back in hard, one hand planted firmly against the mattress, the other gripping Brendon's hip tightly. His eyes fell closed as he found a rhythm, his thrusts bruising at best.
Brendon grunts and moans and whimpers and is as verbal as a cheap vegas whore, Brendon's eyes shut tight as he arches his back more, feeling the stinging pain from what he thinks might be caused by Ryan ripping him, but it just adds to the euphoric state he's in. "Ry... Ryan...," he keeps panting as he rocks backs in sync with Ryan's hips, Brendon whimpering as he wants more "B-Bite me... Bite me, Ry," he whispers before letting out a moan.
Groaning, Ryan felt his eyes roll back a little before he opened them looking down at the man below him. Brendon looked completely debauched, small trails of sweat rolling down his face and his entire body flushed a little. Leaning down, Ryan licked the salty skin just below Brendon's collarbone before biting down, tugging slightly. Letting go, he moved up a little farther, attacking the side of the singer's neck with teeth and tongue.
Brendon shivers, wincing slightly but letting out a moan none the less. Brendon liked pain. It got him off and he was grasping at one of Ryan's wrists desperately right now, whimpering loudly "R-Ryan...!" He mumbles in warning, brown eyes opening as he looks up at the older, letting out a gasping breath. It was clear Brendon wasn't gonna last much longer as he lost the sense of rhythm he and Ryan had going on, hands grasping onto any skin he could reach of the older boy. The singer didn't care how slutty, needy, or desperate he seemed. He just needed Ryan.
Ryan was breathing heavily, the tightness coiling low in his stomach. Grabbing one of Brendon's legs with the hand that was on his hip, he pulled Brendon's thigh up to his own waist and held it there, his hand gripping tightly just above the knee. Groaning when the new position allowed him to sink deeper into Brendon, he dropped his forehead onto Brendon's shoulder, digging his teeth into soft skin.
Brendon grunted, arching into Ryan and loving the new position, Ryan hitting the singer's spot dead on and causing Brendon to nearly scream out in ecstasy, the younger boy whimpering and moaning loudly as Ryan brought him closer and closer to his orgasm, his hands running over Ryan's back, the singer making sure to dig his nails into the older boy's skin hard in order to leave marks
"Fuck...," Ryan hissed when Brendon's nails scraped along his back, letting his own hands clench tightly; one in Brendon's sheets, the other digging into the back of Brendon's thigh. "Come on, Bren," he panted before biting down hard on Brendon's neck just below his jaw, his hips slowly beginning to lose their rhythm.
Brendon grunts, biting his lip hard and eyes closing as he comes, back arching at a violent angle as he moans Ryan's name loudly, hands gripping onto the older's skin, whimpering as Ryan continues to pound into him, Brendon feeling the soreness of his hole quickly.
A low moan ripped from Ryan's throat as Brendon's muscles clenched around him. It only took a couple more thrusts before Ryan was coming as well, grunting as his jaw clenched tightly. Stilling inside Brendon, Ryan collapsed, releasing his deathgrip on the other's leg as he rested his cheek against Brendon's shoulder and tried to catch his breath.
Brendon sighs softly, nuzzling into Ryan and sighing softly. "God I hurt," he mumbles softly, nibbling on Ryan's ear gently. He sooo wanted more later but right now the singer was so sore he didn't even want to think about anything else going up his ass
"Sorry," Ryan breathed, pushing sweaty hair off of Brendon's forehead. Picking himself up a little, he pulled out of Brendon carefully and pulled off the condom, the outside of it streaked with a little bit of blood. He settled back down then, half on the bed, half on Brendon. "You did ask for it, though."
Brendon nodded as he snuggled into Ryan more "Yeah... it was amazing... But I'm just saying you'll have to wait to fuck me again...," he says, voice soft and breathy. Brendon then leans up, kissing Ryan deeply, tongue slipping into the other male's mouth as a hand comes up to cup the guitarist's face. "Maybe I'll just have to let you kill my ass..." he mumbles, getting horny again already.
"Want me to kiss it better for you instead, princess?" Ryan muttered against the singer's lips, a curl forming at the corner of his mouth.
Brendon widens his eyes slightly, then smirking "Are you offering to rim me, Ryan Ross?" he asks as his fingers move over Ryan's chest, bringing his mouth down around the older boy's right nipple, his tongue licking around it and taking it between his teeth gently and experimentally.
Ryan felt goosebumps break out all over his body in response to Brendon's mouth on his chest, making a contented noise in the back of his throat. "And what if I am? Don't tell me you wouldn't like it, Urie."
Brendon smirks as he licks a stripe up from Ryan's navel to his chest before moving the rest of the way up and kissing him hard. "I'd love it, Ry," he says in the most breathy, horny tone he's mustered the whole time they'd been fucking. "Mmm," he purrs as his tongue traces Ryan's jawline "God you're so hot, Ry," he growls
Ryan grinned, pressing a quick kiss to Brendon's nose before flipping him over onto his stomach, quickly straddling his waist and pinning his arms above his head. "You would? I don't think you sound sure enough about that," he whispered in Brendon's ear, leaning down. "If you want me to do it, you have to convince me."
Brendon whines, smile on his face and he's not at all annoyed. He's loving this side of Ryan. "Oh god Ry, rim me!" he begs in a whimper, looking back at the guitarist the best he can. "Stick your tongue deep in my ass, fuck me with that amazing tongue!" he begs, pouting at Ryan the best he can "Please Ry, oh please fuck me with your tongue."
Ryan fought the urge to roll his eyes. "You're such a kinky little shit," Ryan mumbled, crawling backwards down Brendon's body, dragging his tongue along the singer's spine. Reaching the dimples in Brendon's lower back, Ryan dragged his teeth across the swell of his ass, nipping lightly when he reached the crease of his thigh.
Brendon shivers, letting out a moan, pressing his ass back into Ryan's face "Ohhh... fuuuck," he mumbles, eyes closing as he concentrates on Ryan's tongue and teeth moving over his skin, the singer moaning softly again "Oh so fucking good," he encourages
Ryan chuckled softly, breath ghosting over Brendon's skin. Taking a cheek in each hand, he gently spread Brendon before dragging his tongue from bottom to top, the taste of Brendon overshadowed by the taste of iron. Repeating the action once more, he felt his cock finally stir again and concentrated on swirling his tongue around Brendon's entrance.
Brendon groaned, fisting the sheets. "Oh fuck, Ry," he moaned, pressing his hips back into Ryan's face, trying to get the older to to press his tongue into him deeper. He groaned softly, biting his lip "I want to fuck you Ry...," he mumbles softly, nibbling his lip.
Ryan paused and blinked a little, taken slightly off guard. "Yeah?" He'd never had it done to him before, and after fucking Brendon, he was a little wary about the pain. He wasn't nearly as pain tolerant - or masochistic, if he was being truthful - as Brendon was.
Brendon nods "Mmm-hmm," he mumbles, turning onto his back and looking up at Ryan, kissing him "I'll be gentle...," he offers, smiling gently before looking down at his bed, sitting up slightly and picking up a toy, it didn't have much girth but it was curved just right so it would be easier to reach Ryan's prostate. "It's fun." The singer offers softly as he holds the vibrator up, trying to tempt the older.
Ryan eyed the toy, deciding it didn't look that scary. "Okay," he muttered, pressing his lips to Brendon's cheek for just a second. "Just be nice about it."
Brendon smiles, pulling Ryan in for a hard kiss before pushing him down on the bed and grabbing a bottle of lube and coating the toy in just the right amount before gently pressing it into the older, licking his lips hungrily as he watches the hazel-eyed boy's reaction.
Ryan whimpered at the slight burn, the feel of something pushing into his ass strange and unnatural. Trying to relax, he shifted his hips a little and gasped when it brushed against his prostate.
Brendon smirked, moving it in and out of the older, smiling "And just think... I haven't even turned it on...," he purred as he had leaned down, nibbling on Ryan's ear. "You're soo sexy when you're up on that stage, fingers picking out cords," he purrs as he turns the vibrator on low as he slides it in an out of Ryan.
Moaning softly, Ryan's fingers dug into the sheets as the toy buzzed against his insides, against his prostate. His hips bucked involuntarily, causing the vibrator to sink in a little deeper and making Ryan grunt appreciatively.
Brendon grinned, leaning down and licking at the other's neck, sucking at the crook of Ryan's neck, nibbling gently as he turns the vibrator up, smirking at the other before turning it up to the highest setting it would go "You like that Ry?" Brendon asks hotly in the guitarist's ear.
Ryan stuttered out a choked moan, arching slightly, his cock throbbing almost painfully. "God, Bren...," he whined, grabbing for Brendon's hair. "Bren, fuck, I want you in me... please..."
Brendon smirked at the older boy's begging, pulling the toy out of Ryan slowly and making sure the guitarist was watching before licking a stripe up the toy. Brendon's then turning it off and setting it down before grabbing a condom and the lube, rolling on the rubber before adding some more lube, pressing the head of his cock to Ryan's entrance before pressing in, letting out a grunt "fuck you're tight Ry," he mumbles.
Ryan hissed as Brendon's cock stretched him further, but groaned when he was all the way in, filling Ryan up nicely. Feeling his muscles spasm once, Ryan pushed down against Brendon, wrapping a leg around the singer's waist and urging him on with his heel.
Brendon grinned, leaning down and kissing him "Gentle or rough?" he asks in a near growl. Brendon gives one hard and rough thrust before giving a gentle and deep thrust. He knew they would both feel good to the guitarist but he wanted Ryan to pick.
Ryan's back arched again, eyes rolling back into his head as he grunted and reached for any part of Brendon he could. "Just fucking... ungh, rough, just fucking do it, already," he panted, hand sliding back into Brendon's hair.
Brendon grinned evilly, giving a few rough thrusts randomly, just to torture the other, before starting a quick pace, pushing deep into Ryan. The singer smiled, leaning down and kissing Ryan as he thrusted hard.
Ryan let his moans get lost in Brendon's mouth, gripping his hair tightly with one hand, the other resting against Brendon's shoulder blade. One heel still braced against the mattress, Ryan pushed back against Brendon, meeting his thrusts each time.
Brendon growled softly, looking down at Ryan "Are you trying to pull my hair out?" he asks in a groan, though the slight annoyance shows in his voice. He then leans down, teeth closing gently over Ryan's protruding collar bone, nibbling gently.
Grunting at the teeth on his collarbone, Ryan loosened his grip on Brendon's hair and moved his hand down to the singer's back. "No - mmmh - I like your hair too much," he replied on shaky breath. Tilting his hips only slightly to try for a better angle, Ryan cried out, his nails digging into Brendon's shoulder blades as the singer's cock dragged against his prostate.
Brendon smirks "There?" he asks in a taunting voice, giving a particularly hard thrust to his spot before pausing, waiting for Ryan to beg.
Ryan moaned, eyes screwing shut in frustration when Brendon stilled. "God, yes. Brendon, please... don't stop.”
Brendon smirked, going back to his hard thrusting and snaking a hand between them and started jerking Ryan off "Fuck come Ry... come for me," he growls
Biting his lip, Ryan groaned loudly, his fingers curling against Brendon's back. Ryan only lasted a few seconds longer before letting out a soft whimper as he came, throwing his head back against the pillow.
Brendon moaned as Ryan tightened around him, thrusting into him a few more times before coming with a moan, leaning down and kissing him as he stilled, his breathing ragged and hard "Seeeee? I was careful," he mumbled
Ryan nuzzled against Brendon's cheek, wrapping his arms around the younger man's neck and refusing to let go. "Yeah," he sighed contentedly, a tired smile tugging at his lips. "Wonderful," he muttered against Brendon's jaw.
Author:i_love_jersey , meiloslyther
Rating: NC-17 [Duh ;D]
Warning: Uhhh Ryan's really rough with Bden and Bden uses a vibrator on Ryan, but that's pretty much it. Oh! Ryan rims Brendon a bit :)
Pairing: Ryden/ Rydon
POV: 3rd
Summary: Things happen when innocent boys get bored.
Word Count: 3,370
Disclaimer: I live in Fakesville.
Beta: Both meiloslyther and I read over this
Author Notes: The first role play meiloslyther and I did.
Brendon was curled up with Ryan on the couch in the back lounge of the bus, the two boys watching some random movie they found. Brendon glanced up at Ryan, biting his own lower lips before leaning up and pressing his lips softly to Ryan's, just trying to get the guitarist's attention.
Ryan blinked slowly before shoving Brendon away, a startled look on his face. "What the fuck was that for?" He stared at Brendon like he just grew another nose and tried to edge away from the singer.
Brendon pouted slightly, shrugging gently and giving Ryan one of his adorable pouts. "I dunnknow..." He says letting a smile grace his lips "You just looked, like... kissable then," he said, nibbling his lower lip as he watched the older boy. The singer then sat up, closing the space between them again but not pressing his lips back to Ryan's, just letting them hover.
Ryan eyed Brendon warily, not able to ignore the hot breath ghosting over his lips. He couldn't help but think that Brendon looked totally adorable like that. "You're just trying to fuck with me, I see how this is." He was a little disappointed that he couldn't keep the slight nervous wavering out of his monotone.
Brendon rolled his eyes, daring to bring one hand up to cup Ryan's cheek gently, thumb brushing over the boy's cheek bone. "Tell me you're not tempted to kiss me right now," he says, voice low and sensual. The singer lets his eyes slip shut as he leans in, pressing his lips back to the older boy's lips again, trying to keep Ryan there this time
Ryan couldn't help the half surprised, half turned on noise that he made in the back of his throat. He froze; it wasn't that he wasn't tempted, it was just he was unable to believe this was really happening. "Bren, are you sure about this...?" he muttered against the younger man's lips, barely able to keep his own eyes from falling shut and just going with it.
Brendon smiles into the kiss, hand moving to the back of the older's head and his fingers lacing in his hair as Brendon lets out a little moan into Ryan's mouth, the singer moving into Ryan's lap, rolling his hips in a circular motion slightly, letting out another breath.
Ryan gasped, taking Brendon's response as a resounding 'yes'. He moved his hands up to rest on Brendon's waist, tugging him down again as he nipped at his lower lip. If Brendon was okay with this, Ryan wasn't about to hold back.
Brendon smiled into the kiss as his teeth bumped against Ryan's, both the singer's hands finding themselves buried in Ryan's hair and tugging slightly. "Mmmm... Ry...," he purred, close to that of a cat's purr, though it was much deeper in his chest and a very sexy sound. Brendon then decided they were wearing too many pieces of clothing, the singer pulling away and pulling his shirt off before dropping it on the ground.
Humming appreciatively, Ryan leaned in to suck on Brendon's neck as he fumbled blindly with his own shirt. He finally leaned back a little to pull it off before his mouth found Brendon's skin again, mouthing down his neck to his collarbone.
Brendon gasps, shivering slightly at Ryan's lips moving over his skin, Brendon letting out a soft moan "Ry...," he mumbles needily, getting up carefully and pulling the guitarist towards the bunks, shedding his pants somewhere along the way as he decides that the denim fabric was to tight on his growing erection. "God I want you..." Brendon mumbles as he continues pulling Ryan to his bunk, Brendon having a few surprises in his bunk.
Ryan let Brendon drag him into the bunk area, dogging his steps and curling a hand around his now bare waist. Leaning in, he dragged his lips across the back of Brendon's neck. "Do you, now?" he wondered aloud, the sarcasm evident in his voice.
Brendon nods quickly, pushing Ryan into his before following the older into his bunk and smiling at Ryan. Brendon would NEVER let anyone into his bunk. The reason was obvious from the various things of lube, condoms, and toys laying around here and there, the singer blushing slightly, though that doesn't stop him as he crawls onto Ryan, kissing him deeply
Ryan would have asked about all the stuff in Brendon's bunk - seriously, what WAS that thing? - but Brendon's lips were a little more interesting. Also, his jeans were feeling way too tight to be comfortable, hands going for his fly blindly as he licked around Brendon's mouth.
Brendon smiled as he helped the older, hands reaching down and helping Ryan out of his pants, shoving the jeans out of his bunk. "I want you on top, Ry...," Brendon whispers, licking his lips. He dreamed of Ryan dominating him and forcing him into submission. He wanted that.
Ryan exhaled a little shakily, fingertips brushing against Brendon's bare ribs. "Okay," he breathed, shuffling them around so that he was straddling Brendon's hips and grinding down.
Brendon grunts, arching his back and grinding up into the older boy, hands falling to Ryan's hips. Brendon then lets one hand run up Ryan's back, nails digging into his skin hard and leaving angry red marks. "God Ry, fuck me... hurt me, make me bleed if you must...," he whimpers in a begging voice, licking his lips hungrily as he looks up at the guitarist
Ryan groaned at Brendon's words, biting his lip. Brendon had no idea how much he wanted to hurt him, as sadistic as it sounded. "Fuck, Bren..." He fumbled for a condom, ripping open the wrapper and rolling it on carefully. Deciding at least a little bit of lube would be necessary for this to even work, he grabbed the tube laying around and slicked himself up. Pressing a hand to Brendon's stomach, he used the other to guide himself in, the resistance making his breath hitch.
Brendon grunted, letting his head fall back "Oh fuck meeee...," he moaned, eyes falling shut as Ryan slides into him, Brendon relaxing his body as best as he could. He had wanted this from the first time he had met Ryan. Half of him wanted Ryan to pin him and fuck him until he bleed and the other half of Brendon wanted to push Ryan down and ride him so hard his dick was sore. "Fuck Ry, move" He begs as the other stills, the exact opposite of what Brendon wants.
Ryan was sort of going through an internal battle at the worst fucking time; he wanted to break Brendon, but he didn't want to hurt him too much. Quickly telling himself that Brendon wanted this, he pulled out slowly before slamming back in hard, one hand planted firmly against the mattress, the other gripping Brendon's hip tightly. His eyes fell closed as he found a rhythm, his thrusts bruising at best.
Brendon grunts and moans and whimpers and is as verbal as a cheap vegas whore, Brendon's eyes shut tight as he arches his back more, feeling the stinging pain from what he thinks might be caused by Ryan ripping him, but it just adds to the euphoric state he's in. "Ry... Ryan...," he keeps panting as he rocks backs in sync with Ryan's hips, Brendon whimpering as he wants more "B-Bite me... Bite me, Ry," he whispers before letting out a moan.
Groaning, Ryan felt his eyes roll back a little before he opened them looking down at the man below him. Brendon looked completely debauched, small trails of sweat rolling down his face and his entire body flushed a little. Leaning down, Ryan licked the salty skin just below Brendon's collarbone before biting down, tugging slightly. Letting go, he moved up a little farther, attacking the side of the singer's neck with teeth and tongue.
Brendon shivers, wincing slightly but letting out a moan none the less. Brendon liked pain. It got him off and he was grasping at one of Ryan's wrists desperately right now, whimpering loudly "R-Ryan...!" He mumbles in warning, brown eyes opening as he looks up at the older, letting out a gasping breath. It was clear Brendon wasn't gonna last much longer as he lost the sense of rhythm he and Ryan had going on, hands grasping onto any skin he could reach of the older boy. The singer didn't care how slutty, needy, or desperate he seemed. He just needed Ryan.
Ryan was breathing heavily, the tightness coiling low in his stomach. Grabbing one of Brendon's legs with the hand that was on his hip, he pulled Brendon's thigh up to his own waist and held it there, his hand gripping tightly just above the knee. Groaning when the new position allowed him to sink deeper into Brendon, he dropped his forehead onto Brendon's shoulder, digging his teeth into soft skin.
Brendon grunted, arching into Ryan and loving the new position, Ryan hitting the singer's spot dead on and causing Brendon to nearly scream out in ecstasy, the younger boy whimpering and moaning loudly as Ryan brought him closer and closer to his orgasm, his hands running over Ryan's back, the singer making sure to dig his nails into the older boy's skin hard in order to leave marks
"Fuck...," Ryan hissed when Brendon's nails scraped along his back, letting his own hands clench tightly; one in Brendon's sheets, the other digging into the back of Brendon's thigh. "Come on, Bren," he panted before biting down hard on Brendon's neck just below his jaw, his hips slowly beginning to lose their rhythm.
Brendon grunts, biting his lip hard and eyes closing as he comes, back arching at a violent angle as he moans Ryan's name loudly, hands gripping onto the older's skin, whimpering as Ryan continues to pound into him, Brendon feeling the soreness of his hole quickly.
A low moan ripped from Ryan's throat as Brendon's muscles clenched around him. It only took a couple more thrusts before Ryan was coming as well, grunting as his jaw clenched tightly. Stilling inside Brendon, Ryan collapsed, releasing his deathgrip on the other's leg as he rested his cheek against Brendon's shoulder and tried to catch his breath.
Brendon sighs softly, nuzzling into Ryan and sighing softly. "God I hurt," he mumbles softly, nibbling on Ryan's ear gently. He sooo wanted more later but right now the singer was so sore he didn't even want to think about anything else going up his ass
"Sorry," Ryan breathed, pushing sweaty hair off of Brendon's forehead. Picking himself up a little, he pulled out of Brendon carefully and pulled off the condom, the outside of it streaked with a little bit of blood. He settled back down then, half on the bed, half on Brendon. "You did ask for it, though."
Brendon nodded as he snuggled into Ryan more "Yeah... it was amazing... But I'm just saying you'll have to wait to fuck me again...," he says, voice soft and breathy. Brendon then leans up, kissing Ryan deeply, tongue slipping into the other male's mouth as a hand comes up to cup the guitarist's face. "Maybe I'll just have to let you kill my ass..." he mumbles, getting horny again already.
"Want me to kiss it better for you instead, princess?" Ryan muttered against the singer's lips, a curl forming at the corner of his mouth.
Brendon widens his eyes slightly, then smirking "Are you offering to rim me, Ryan Ross?" he asks as his fingers move over Ryan's chest, bringing his mouth down around the older boy's right nipple, his tongue licking around it and taking it between his teeth gently and experimentally.
Ryan felt goosebumps break out all over his body in response to Brendon's mouth on his chest, making a contented noise in the back of his throat. "And what if I am? Don't tell me you wouldn't like it, Urie."
Brendon smirks as he licks a stripe up from Ryan's navel to his chest before moving the rest of the way up and kissing him hard. "I'd love it, Ry," he says in the most breathy, horny tone he's mustered the whole time they'd been fucking. "Mmm," he purrs as his tongue traces Ryan's jawline "God you're so hot, Ry," he growls
Ryan grinned, pressing a quick kiss to Brendon's nose before flipping him over onto his stomach, quickly straddling his waist and pinning his arms above his head. "You would? I don't think you sound sure enough about that," he whispered in Brendon's ear, leaning down. "If you want me to do it, you have to convince me."
Brendon whines, smile on his face and he's not at all annoyed. He's loving this side of Ryan. "Oh god Ry, rim me!" he begs in a whimper, looking back at the guitarist the best he can. "Stick your tongue deep in my ass, fuck me with that amazing tongue!" he begs, pouting at Ryan the best he can "Please Ry, oh please fuck me with your tongue."
Ryan fought the urge to roll his eyes. "You're such a kinky little shit," Ryan mumbled, crawling backwards down Brendon's body, dragging his tongue along the singer's spine. Reaching the dimples in Brendon's lower back, Ryan dragged his teeth across the swell of his ass, nipping lightly when he reached the crease of his thigh.
Brendon shivers, letting out a moan, pressing his ass back into Ryan's face "Ohhh... fuuuck," he mumbles, eyes closing as he concentrates on Ryan's tongue and teeth moving over his skin, the singer moaning softly again "Oh so fucking good," he encourages
Ryan chuckled softly, breath ghosting over Brendon's skin. Taking a cheek in each hand, he gently spread Brendon before dragging his tongue from bottom to top, the taste of Brendon overshadowed by the taste of iron. Repeating the action once more, he felt his cock finally stir again and concentrated on swirling his tongue around Brendon's entrance.
Brendon groaned, fisting the sheets. "Oh fuck, Ry," he moaned, pressing his hips back into Ryan's face, trying to get the older to to press his tongue into him deeper. He groaned softly, biting his lip "I want to fuck you Ry...," he mumbles softly, nibbling his lip.
Ryan paused and blinked a little, taken slightly off guard. "Yeah?" He'd never had it done to him before, and after fucking Brendon, he was a little wary about the pain. He wasn't nearly as pain tolerant - or masochistic, if he was being truthful - as Brendon was.
Brendon nods "Mmm-hmm," he mumbles, turning onto his back and looking up at Ryan, kissing him "I'll be gentle...," he offers, smiling gently before looking down at his bed, sitting up slightly and picking up a toy, it didn't have much girth but it was curved just right so it would be easier to reach Ryan's prostate. "It's fun." The singer offers softly as he holds the vibrator up, trying to tempt the older.
Ryan eyed the toy, deciding it didn't look that scary. "Okay," he muttered, pressing his lips to Brendon's cheek for just a second. "Just be nice about it."
Brendon smiles, pulling Ryan in for a hard kiss before pushing him down on the bed and grabbing a bottle of lube and coating the toy in just the right amount before gently pressing it into the older, licking his lips hungrily as he watches the hazel-eyed boy's reaction.
Ryan whimpered at the slight burn, the feel of something pushing into his ass strange and unnatural. Trying to relax, he shifted his hips a little and gasped when it brushed against his prostate.
Brendon smirked, moving it in and out of the older, smiling "And just think... I haven't even turned it on...," he purred as he had leaned down, nibbling on Ryan's ear. "You're soo sexy when you're up on that stage, fingers picking out cords," he purrs as he turns the vibrator on low as he slides it in an out of Ryan.
Moaning softly, Ryan's fingers dug into the sheets as the toy buzzed against his insides, against his prostate. His hips bucked involuntarily, causing the vibrator to sink in a little deeper and making Ryan grunt appreciatively.
Brendon grinned, leaning down and licking at the other's neck, sucking at the crook of Ryan's neck, nibbling gently as he turns the vibrator up, smirking at the other before turning it up to the highest setting it would go "You like that Ry?" Brendon asks hotly in the guitarist's ear.
Ryan stuttered out a choked moan, arching slightly, his cock throbbing almost painfully. "God, Bren...," he whined, grabbing for Brendon's hair. "Bren, fuck, I want you in me... please..."
Brendon smirked at the older boy's begging, pulling the toy out of Ryan slowly and making sure the guitarist was watching before licking a stripe up the toy. Brendon's then turning it off and setting it down before grabbing a condom and the lube, rolling on the rubber before adding some more lube, pressing the head of his cock to Ryan's entrance before pressing in, letting out a grunt "fuck you're tight Ry," he mumbles.
Ryan hissed as Brendon's cock stretched him further, but groaned when he was all the way in, filling Ryan up nicely. Feeling his muscles spasm once, Ryan pushed down against Brendon, wrapping a leg around the singer's waist and urging him on with his heel.
Brendon grinned, leaning down and kissing him "Gentle or rough?" he asks in a near growl. Brendon gives one hard and rough thrust before giving a gentle and deep thrust. He knew they would both feel good to the guitarist but he wanted Ryan to pick.
Ryan's back arched again, eyes rolling back into his head as he grunted and reached for any part of Brendon he could. "Just fucking... ungh, rough, just fucking do it, already," he panted, hand sliding back into Brendon's hair.
Brendon grinned evilly, giving a few rough thrusts randomly, just to torture the other, before starting a quick pace, pushing deep into Ryan. The singer smiled, leaning down and kissing Ryan as he thrusted hard.
Ryan let his moans get lost in Brendon's mouth, gripping his hair tightly with one hand, the other resting against Brendon's shoulder blade. One heel still braced against the mattress, Ryan pushed back against Brendon, meeting his thrusts each time.
Brendon growled softly, looking down at Ryan "Are you trying to pull my hair out?" he asks in a groan, though the slight annoyance shows in his voice. He then leans down, teeth closing gently over Ryan's protruding collar bone, nibbling gently.
Grunting at the teeth on his collarbone, Ryan loosened his grip on Brendon's hair and moved his hand down to the singer's back. "No - mmmh - I like your hair too much," he replied on shaky breath. Tilting his hips only slightly to try for a better angle, Ryan cried out, his nails digging into Brendon's shoulder blades as the singer's cock dragged against his prostate.
Brendon smirks "There?" he asks in a taunting voice, giving a particularly hard thrust to his spot before pausing, waiting for Ryan to beg.
Ryan moaned, eyes screwing shut in frustration when Brendon stilled. "God, yes. Brendon, please... don't stop.”
Brendon smirked, going back to his hard thrusting and snaking a hand between them and started jerking Ryan off "Fuck come Ry... come for me," he growls
Biting his lip, Ryan groaned loudly, his fingers curling against Brendon's back. Ryan only lasted a few seconds longer before letting out a soft whimper as he came, throwing his head back against the pillow.
Brendon moaned as Ryan tightened around him, thrusting into him a few more times before coming with a moan, leaning down and kissing him as he stilled, his breathing ragged and hard "Seeeee? I was careful," he mumbled
Ryan nuzzled against Brendon's cheek, wrapping his arms around the younger man's neck and refusing to let go. "Yeah," he sighed contentedly, a tired smile tugging at his lips. "Wonderful," he muttered against Brendon's jaw.