Tuning (New One-Shot)
Title:- Tuning
Pairing:- Gary/Mark/Howard
Rating:- NC-17 (Involves language and sexual situations)
Summary:- A bit of fun in the studio turns into something more ... eventful
Author's Notes:- This is written for my good friend Sophie, (howards_alien) =D! I have enjoyed writing this fic and I hope you'll enjoy reading this. For those of you who are interested, I am STILL planning on writing my Barlowen/Beauty And The Beast cross-over fic, it's just other fics have gotten in the way! =P lol. I'm also planning on writing another Barlowen fic for another good friend of mine, Cathy (kimbachezza) XD! So for now, I hope you all enjoy this fic! Love you all! Love Emma xoxox
Howard:- “I think Gaz had gone for a run or massage or something, and me and you were left in the studio on our own and we were just messing around, doing all this stupid opera stuff …”
Mark:- “Oh yeah! You remember that?!”
Gary:- “Two hours I was gone, I came back to this loop …”
All:- “Ooooo-oooooo-ooooo!”
---
Usually when Take That decide to make a record, all of them would be in the studio together to experience the fun and banter together. But today, today it was a little bit different, Jason couldn’t make it into the studio today because of some family business, Gary was out for a run … so it was just Mark and Howard left on their own in the studio. God knows how long Gary would be? For all they’d know he’d be gone for at least 2/3 hours! Gary was very tough on himself when it came to being fit.
Mark was slumped over the table of recording equipment, sighing heavily. Howard was pacing the room, back and forth, back and forth, both of them glancing at the clock every few minutes. The ticking of the clock was all that could be heard, added with a few heavy sighs that were coming from the two men.
“I’m fucking bored!” Mark suddenly spoke, straightening himself up in his chair and rubbing his face with his hands. “There’s got to be something we can do until Gaz comes back?”
“Well, what do you want me to do?” Howard commented, “It’s not like I can magically make Gary and Jason appear out of nowhere!”
Mark huffed and rested his head in his hands, “Well, why don’t we try coming up with a melody or something to show Gaz when he gets back?” he suggested. Now that wasn’t a bad idea.
“Yeah, alright then,” Howard agreed, “You go in the booth and I’ll stay out here and listen,”
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Mark made himself comfortable in the recording booth, placing the headphones over his ears and coming towards the microphone, through the window he saw Howard giving him a few nods to show he was ready. Mark started to sing, just a few basic “Ooooh”’s and “Aaahhh”’s to begin with. As Mark was singing his tune down the microphone, Howard was jotting some lyrics down to try and fit with the tune Mark was singing.
Mark’s voice was ranging from high to low in very different pitches, suddenly, it seemed like he made a type of wail sound that wasn’t normal in the singing world. Howard jumped up and spoke to Mark through the microphone, Mark was in a type of trance, his eyes were closed as he was focussing on his singing, it made him jump slightly when he heard Howard’s voice blasting through the speakers of his earphones.
“Jesus, Markie! What the hell was that?”
“What’s the problem?” Mark shrugged.
“You’re wailing! Sounds like you’re about to do some type of opera or something! You sure you’re not turning into Pavarotti in there?” Howard joked.
“Alright smart-arse! You come in and see if you can do any better!” Mark demanded, pulling his tongue out playfully at his older friend.
“Make way for the master!” Howard gleamed happily as he made his way into the recording booth.
He placed his earphones on and joined Mark near the microphone, Mark watched as Howard began to hum down the mic, also adding a few “Ooooh”‘s and “Aaahhh”‘s here and there. At first Mark seemed quite impressed with what his friend was coming out with, it seemed Howard had proved himself right, yet again. But then, the same thing happened with Howard, either he tried too hard to impress Mark or he was just going way over his head with what he was coming up with, but there was also a note he sang that wasn’t normal in the singing world.
Mark burst into fits of laughter, “Sorry How, but you make a better Pavarotti than I do!” patting his friend on the back.
Howard laughed along with the younger male, “Pavarotti, that’s nothing … how about Catherine Jenkins …” and suddenly Howard strained his voice and let out a highly feminine screech. Mark couldn’t control his laughter, he was creased over the recording equipment, tears of laughter falling down his cheeks and his face going red. He knew Howard could reach high notes, but hearing this feminine voice coming from someone so macho, it wasn’t normal.
Howard then also broke into fits of laughter at his own Catherine Jenkins impression. Mark tried to match his impression, but his attempt was dreadful, his voice sounding all croaky, it sounded more like an aching groan than a high pitched squeal. He began to cough viciously, trying to catch his breath from laughing, Howard helped his friend by firmly patting him on the back.
“You’re alright there, Markie? Getting carried away.”
Mark nodded, holding his chest, “Yeah!” he managed to whisper. Slowly he caught his breath back, “Sorry about that, mate. Wasn’t meant to make that kind of noise,” Mark removed the earphones from his head.
Howard smiled at his friend, “No worries, mate … we all make odd noises like that now and again … besides …” Howard trailed off and removed the earphones from his head … “It sounded hot!”
Mark gave his older friend a quizzed look, “Oh yeah! Like people are going to enjoy listening to me groaning down their ears!” he said sarcastically.
Howard softened his look at the younger brunette, “I’d enjoy it,” he whispered, slowly he brought himself closer to Mark, Mark was stepping backwards as the taller male approached him, suddenly there was no where for him to turn as he hit his back against the wall. “Did anyone ever tell you, you have an incredible voice, Markie?” Howard whispered as he drew closer to the smaller male, looking down at his gentle figure.
As his older friend made his way towards him, Mark was finding it hard to breathe, he had never noticed how muscular Howard was. The fact that he was just centimetres away from him, coming into his personal space, it was overpowering. They both knew that Gary was coming back from his run at any moment, but at this precise moment, neither of them cared … it was just them!
“N-no!” Mark whispered eventually, looking up into Howard’s beautiful hazel eyes.
“Well then, now you know,” Howard replied, itching closer and closer towards the younger male as he brought his face closer towards Mark’s and eventually closing the ever so small gap between the two of them as he pressed his lips against his.
Mark just allowed his instincts to take over him and allowed himself to fully taste Howard for the first time. Slowly opening his mouth as they kissed and letting Howard slide his tongue into his mouth. Howard’s stubble felt rough against Mark’s skin as they began to pulse their lips together in sync, changing the angle of their kiss every few seconds. Mark didn’t know what to expect, but to his surprise, Howard tasted incredibly good!
Mark began to feel a hunger in the pit of his stomach, a hunger that just wasn’t going away, a hunger that was yearning for Howard to touch him, a hunger that was desperate to taste him more. Mark pulsed his tongue deeper and deeper into Howard’s mouth and they made a rhythm with their mouths. As their kiss grew more passionate, Mark flung his arms around Howard’s neck, pulling him closer … as if they could be any closer than they were now.
Howard’s hands were exploring everywhere over Mark’s body, mainly stroking up and down Mark’s covered chest. Howard could hear Mark groaning into the kiss, their lips vibrating together at the moans that escaped from their throats. Eventually, they both broke from their kiss, catching their breath. Howard and Mark just stared at each other, they could both tell that they needed this. They were both wanting this attention, the look was in there eyes, no words were need to be said.
Howard slowly brought his hands up to Mark’s chest and pressed his hand against it so he could feel his heart-beat. It was beating incredibly fast, so fast he could make a song from the beat. Mark’s eyes never left Howard’s. As Howard moved his hand slightly across Mark’s chest, he began to fiddle with the buttons on his shirt, slowly unbuttoning one after the other, Mark looked down and watched as his pecks were becoming visible. Once Howard had reached the bottom of Mark’s shirt, with a quick rush, he ripped the shirt clean off of Mark’s torso and flung it to the other side of the room.
Once Mark’s shirt was removed, Howard embraced the half-naked younger male in his arms, planting soft kisses around his neck and shoulder blade. Again, Mark flung his arms around the older male, sometimes running his fingers through his brown curly locks. Suddenly, Mark began to feel himself getting hard in his boxers, eagerly, without saying a word to the taller brunette, he reached in between their bodies and desperately forced Howard’s jumper up and over his head. Howard’s curls becoming wavy and ski-waif as his head came free.
Mark began to trace the palms of his hands around Howard’s shoulder blades, slowly bringing them lower to his nipples, as he traced his thumb over the hard nubs, he felt something metal attached to one of them. Howard groaned as he felt Mark’s thumb beginning to rub at his pierced nipple. Suddenly, feeling incredibly desperate to just touch Howard, with a big shove of the arms, Mark turned and pressed Howard against the wall, again crashing their lips together. Breathing heavily as they both broke apart from their passionate kiss of tongues and teeth, Mark worked his way down Howard’s neck as he traced his jaw line with his tongue and eventually reaching his nipple.
Mark tenderly kissed the hard nub and slowly began to lick around the metal nipple-ring, sometimes holding it with his teeth and giving it a slight tug at it. Howard was gasping heavily at the licking sensation Mark’s tongue working on him.
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Meanwhile, Gary was making his way back to the studio, he had been jogging for just over two hours, he was hot, sweaty and worn out, but pretty proud of himself for working out for a decent amount of time. He checked his watch as he kept jogging, he knew he was meant to be meeting Howard and Mark in the studio, he was already 15 minutes late. Was it worth going home for a shower? No! He thought it was best not too, they’d been waiting for him long enough, he’d might as well go to the studio to see them now and have a shower later.
He was panting heavily as he made it to the studio, before he entered the building he took a swig of water and few seconds rest. He patted his head and face with his towel to stop the running sweat coming from his hair. Strangely, the studio seemed a little quieter than usual.
“Marko? Doug?” he called out, but got no answer. He looked around to see if could spot any sign of them, but it was just deadly.
“Markie? How?” he called again, but again he got no answer, the sound of his voice echoing through the corridors was all that could be heard. He walked along the corridors and tried every studio, no sign of Howard or Mark.
Suddenly after a few minutes of searching, a faint thumping sound could be heard through the walls and faint moaning was coming from afar. He decided to follow the sound, hoping it would lead him to something, as he drew closer and closer to the sound, it was coming clearer, he was positive he knew that groan from anywhere, it was Howard. It sounded like he was in pain, Gary rushed to find his friend, thoughts of Howard collapsing in pain filled his mind.
Suddenly he came to a studio, the windows incredibly steamed up it was hard to see clearly through it. Although he could make out two figures, one tall one and one small one. He was sure he had finally found them, he made his way to the door, took hold of the handle and let himself in.
“Howard are you -“
---
Mark and Howard both stopped their actions and turned their attention towards the door as they heard it being opened. Gary was stood in the door frame, staring at them, Mark and Howard both half naked, Howard resting against the wall with Mark on his knees facing towards him, loosening the button and zip of his jeans.
Gary had never expected to find his two best friends doing this type of work while he was away. Although he had seen Mark and Howard semi-naked before, seeing them in the position that they were in, it was wrong but yet, he found it incredibly intriguing.
“Gaz,” Mark spoke as he stood up, slowly he made his way toward the stunned blonde male. “It’s okay,” he whispered and he brought his arms around Gary’s waist and held him in an embrace. Gary allowed himself to be hugged and brought his arms around Mark and rested his head on his shoulder. He looked across at Howard, who gave him a slight wink.
Slowly, Mark loosened his embrace from Gary, he looked deep into his big blue ocean eyes, he traced his fingers down Gary’s arms and laced their fingers together when their hands met. Slowly he dragged Gary towards Howard. Gary’s eyes locked with Howard’s as they came closer to one another. Gently, Mark guided Gary and Howard together, pushing them together so closely that suddenly their lips were hovering over each other. Howard was the first to close the gap between the two of them as his lips collided with Gary’s.
Mark watched as his two of his best friends started to pulse their lips together. He changed his position and stood behind Gary, slowly he began to stroke up and down Gary’s back. All that could be heard was the moans and groans coming from both Gary and Howard as they began to kiss more passionately. Gary could feel himself getting hard in his jogging trousers.
“You smell hot, Gary!” Mark leaned forward and whispered into his friend’s ear. Now, Mark moved his hands under Gary’s t-shirt as he brought them round his waist, gliding his hands all the way up and down his chest. Howard helped by tugging his t-shirt up and over his head. Now all three men were now shirtless, stroking each other’s torsos and muscles.
As Howard and Gary continued to kiss, Mark’s hands were still exploring Gary’s body, spreading all over his chest and back. But suddenly, he moved his hands a little lower, tracing down past Gary’s belly button until he came to the hem of his jogging pants and boxers. Gary let out a huge groan as he felt Mark guiding his hand around his groin. “Ahh! God that feels so good!” he groaned when he broke away from Howard’s mouth to catch his breath.
As Mark began to pull both Gary’s trousers and boxers down past his knees, Gary started to fiddle with Howard’s jeans, loosening the button and zip. Howard watched as both his and Gary’s clothing were removed from their bodies. Suddenly, Gary let out an incredible moan again, he and Howard looked down between them to see Mark on his knees, his head bobbing in a rhythmic pattern, sliding his mouth and tongue up and around Gary’s fully erect cock. Howard looked carefully at Gary, his eyes were half-closed and he was biting down hard on his bottom lip. Howard pressed his lips against the blonde’s again.
As Howard started to kiss Gary passionately once more, he felt Gary trail his hand to the very end of his throbbing, aching cock. Steadily, Gary began to thrust his fist up and down Howard’s hard erection in the same rhythm as Mark’s mouth was working on his own dick. Howard and Gary both panted heavily into their kisses, enjoying the pleasure they were both receiving.
“You taste so hot!” Howard whispered against Gary’s lips, Mark agreed by humming as his mouth was enveloped around Gary’s knob, sending Gary into spasm as he felt the vibrations from Mark’s mouth shoot up his throbbing cock. Suddenly both Howard and Gary could feel their orgasms approaching. Gary sped up the speed of his fist and made a much faster rhythm to bring Howard to his climax. The feeling of Mark’s tongue flicking over the end of cock was incredible enough to make him ride out his orgasm.
“Oh, God!” Howard and Gary both groaned in unison, both immensely made up with the pleasure they had received. Mark rose himself up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, smiling like a cheshire cat. “My turn?!” he looked from Gary to Howard.
Suddenly, Mark felt himself being lifted off the floor and being plonked onto one of the huge speakers in the middle of the room. Both Howard and Gary circling him, and eventually stopping so Gary was facing in front of him and Howard was behind. Gary traced his fingers down Mark’s chest, softly pushing him down to lie flat against the speaker. As Mark rested his head back, he became face-to-face with Howard’s knob. Looking down his body he could see Gary beginning to fiddle with the button and zip of his jeans and slowly began to tug them down past his knees and off from his feet.
Mark started to pant heavily as Gary stroked his hands all the way up Mark’s thighs and brought his legs up over his shoulders. Howard watched as his blonde friend made his way on top of their younger friend. As Gary made his way on top of Mark, Mark reached round Gary’s waist and brought his hands to his soft, round arse and gave it a tight squeeze, making Gary groan under his touch.
Gary reached two fingers into his own mouth and sucked on them to get them wet, slowly he lowered his hand in between both his and Mark’s naked bodies, finding his entrance he gently eased both fingers deep inside Mark.
“Ahhhh, fuck!” the younger brunette lolled his head back against Howard chest, reaching behind him and wrapping his arms around Howard’s waist, Howard stroking down Mark’s arms as Gary began to pulse his fingers in and out of Mark’s entrance. Howard leaned himself down and pressed his lips against Mark’s, watching as Gary pulse his hand in out and of Mark. Mark’s grip on Howard’s waist became tighter, so much tighter that Howard could feel Mark’s finger tips digging deep into his sides.
“That’s right, Gaz! Fist-fuck him!” Howard commanded. Gary sped up the pace of his fingers and thrusted his fingers deeper inside the younger male, sneakily sliding in another finger to add to the mix. Mark was groaning loudly now, to gain control of his groaning, he lolled his head back further and eventually caught Howard’s knob in his mouth.
Steadily, Mark began to suck Howard in time with Gary’s thrusts of his fingers, making them all groan in ecstasy. As Mark rolled his tongue around Howard’s throbbing errection, Howard leaned forward over Mark and grabbed hold of Gary’s chin, pressing their lips together and resting each other’s fore-head together, their sweat connecting like glue. Mark was beginning to leak out a bit of pre-cum and Gary noticed that it wouldn’t be long until Mark would be riding out his orgasm. With his thumb, he rubbed the very tip of Mark’s aching cock.
“Mmmmm!” Was all Mark could muster at the touch of Gary’s hand working on him, Mark’s murmuring sending shivers all the way up Howard’s dick, who also let out an aching groan. Suddenly, Mark could taste a bit of Howard’s pre-cum entering his mouth, he decided to swallow.
“Gary!” Howard warned, Gary looked up and the older male, he knew what was coming, “Okay … together! 3 …”
His fingers fucking Mark even faster, Mark sucking Howard louder.
“2…”
They were all so close now, they were all panting heavily.
“…1!”
And they all rode out their orgasms together, Mark spewing his load in Gary’s hand, and Howard spewing his load in Mark’s mouth, who decided to swallow. They all collapsed together in a heap on the floor, their arms and legs all tangled together. They all slowly began to get their breath back. The room now had a strong smell of sweat and sex, the windows of the studio had steamed up. Gary was the first to speak.
“Well, that was a time in the studio neither of us are going to forget.”
Howard and Mark both giggled, “It was fun though, I enjoyed myself!” Mark smiled.
“I’m sure you did!” Gary commented.
“It’s a shame Jason couldn’t be a part of it though,” Howard added.
Gary and Mark both looked at him, “It would’ve been a bit awkward if he walked in on us though,” Mark said.
“I’m just glad that he … or anyone else for that matter, didn’t see us!” Gary spoke out.
Howard and Mark both nodded their heads in agreement …. But little did they know that behind the steamed up windows, Jason had been watching everything!
Pairing:- Gary/Mark/Howard
Rating:- NC-17 (Involves language and sexual situations)
Summary:- A bit of fun in the studio turns into something more ... eventful
Author's Notes:- This is written for my good friend Sophie, (howards_alien) =D! I have enjoyed writing this fic and I hope you'll enjoy reading this. For those of you who are interested, I am STILL planning on writing my Barlowen/Beauty And The Beast cross-over fic, it's just other fics have gotten in the way! =P lol. I'm also planning on writing another Barlowen fic for another good friend of mine, Cathy (kimbachezza) XD! So for now, I hope you all enjoy this fic! Love you all! Love Emma xoxox
Howard:- “I think Gaz had gone for a run or massage or something, and me and you were left in the studio on our own and we were just messing around, doing all this stupid opera stuff …”
Mark:- “Oh yeah! You remember that?!”
Gary:- “Two hours I was gone, I came back to this loop …”
All:- “Ooooo-oooooo-ooooo!”
---
Usually when Take That decide to make a record, all of them would be in the studio together to experience the fun and banter together. But today, today it was a little bit different, Jason couldn’t make it into the studio today because of some family business, Gary was out for a run … so it was just Mark and Howard left on their own in the studio. God knows how long Gary would be? For all they’d know he’d be gone for at least 2/3 hours! Gary was very tough on himself when it came to being fit.
Mark was slumped over the table of recording equipment, sighing heavily. Howard was pacing the room, back and forth, back and forth, both of them glancing at the clock every few minutes. The ticking of the clock was all that could be heard, added with a few heavy sighs that were coming from the two men.
“I’m fucking bored!” Mark suddenly spoke, straightening himself up in his chair and rubbing his face with his hands. “There’s got to be something we can do until Gaz comes back?”
“Well, what do you want me to do?” Howard commented, “It’s not like I can magically make Gary and Jason appear out of nowhere!”
Mark huffed and rested his head in his hands, “Well, why don’t we try coming up with a melody or something to show Gaz when he gets back?” he suggested. Now that wasn’t a bad idea.
“Yeah, alright then,” Howard agreed, “You go in the booth and I’ll stay out here and listen,”
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Mark made himself comfortable in the recording booth, placing the headphones over his ears and coming towards the microphone, through the window he saw Howard giving him a few nods to show he was ready. Mark started to sing, just a few basic “Ooooh”’s and “Aaahhh”’s to begin with. As Mark was singing his tune down the microphone, Howard was jotting some lyrics down to try and fit with the tune Mark was singing.
Mark’s voice was ranging from high to low in very different pitches, suddenly, it seemed like he made a type of wail sound that wasn’t normal in the singing world. Howard jumped up and spoke to Mark through the microphone, Mark was in a type of trance, his eyes were closed as he was focussing on his singing, it made him jump slightly when he heard Howard’s voice blasting through the speakers of his earphones.
“Jesus, Markie! What the hell was that?”
“What’s the problem?” Mark shrugged.
“You’re wailing! Sounds like you’re about to do some type of opera or something! You sure you’re not turning into Pavarotti in there?” Howard joked.
“Alright smart-arse! You come in and see if you can do any better!” Mark demanded, pulling his tongue out playfully at his older friend.
“Make way for the master!” Howard gleamed happily as he made his way into the recording booth.
He placed his earphones on and joined Mark near the microphone, Mark watched as Howard began to hum down the mic, also adding a few “Ooooh”‘s and “Aaahhh”‘s here and there. At first Mark seemed quite impressed with what his friend was coming out with, it seemed Howard had proved himself right, yet again. But then, the same thing happened with Howard, either he tried too hard to impress Mark or he was just going way over his head with what he was coming up with, but there was also a note he sang that wasn’t normal in the singing world.
Mark burst into fits of laughter, “Sorry How, but you make a better Pavarotti than I do!” patting his friend on the back.
Howard laughed along with the younger male, “Pavarotti, that’s nothing … how about Catherine Jenkins …” and suddenly Howard strained his voice and let out a highly feminine screech. Mark couldn’t control his laughter, he was creased over the recording equipment, tears of laughter falling down his cheeks and his face going red. He knew Howard could reach high notes, but hearing this feminine voice coming from someone so macho, it wasn’t normal.
Howard then also broke into fits of laughter at his own Catherine Jenkins impression. Mark tried to match his impression, but his attempt was dreadful, his voice sounding all croaky, it sounded more like an aching groan than a high pitched squeal. He began to cough viciously, trying to catch his breath from laughing, Howard helped his friend by firmly patting him on the back.
“You’re alright there, Markie? Getting carried away.”
Mark nodded, holding his chest, “Yeah!” he managed to whisper. Slowly he caught his breath back, “Sorry about that, mate. Wasn’t meant to make that kind of noise,” Mark removed the earphones from his head.
Howard smiled at his friend, “No worries, mate … we all make odd noises like that now and again … besides …” Howard trailed off and removed the earphones from his head … “It sounded hot!”
Mark gave his older friend a quizzed look, “Oh yeah! Like people are going to enjoy listening to me groaning down their ears!” he said sarcastically.
Howard softened his look at the younger brunette, “I’d enjoy it,” he whispered, slowly he brought himself closer to Mark, Mark was stepping backwards as the taller male approached him, suddenly there was no where for him to turn as he hit his back against the wall. “Did anyone ever tell you, you have an incredible voice, Markie?” Howard whispered as he drew closer to the smaller male, looking down at his gentle figure.
As his older friend made his way towards him, Mark was finding it hard to breathe, he had never noticed how muscular Howard was. The fact that he was just centimetres away from him, coming into his personal space, it was overpowering. They both knew that Gary was coming back from his run at any moment, but at this precise moment, neither of them cared … it was just them!
“N-no!” Mark whispered eventually, looking up into Howard’s beautiful hazel eyes.
“Well then, now you know,” Howard replied, itching closer and closer towards the younger male as he brought his face closer towards Mark’s and eventually closing the ever so small gap between the two of them as he pressed his lips against his.
Mark just allowed his instincts to take over him and allowed himself to fully taste Howard for the first time. Slowly opening his mouth as they kissed and letting Howard slide his tongue into his mouth. Howard’s stubble felt rough against Mark’s skin as they began to pulse their lips together in sync, changing the angle of their kiss every few seconds. Mark didn’t know what to expect, but to his surprise, Howard tasted incredibly good!
Mark began to feel a hunger in the pit of his stomach, a hunger that just wasn’t going away, a hunger that was yearning for Howard to touch him, a hunger that was desperate to taste him more. Mark pulsed his tongue deeper and deeper into Howard’s mouth and they made a rhythm with their mouths. As their kiss grew more passionate, Mark flung his arms around Howard’s neck, pulling him closer … as if they could be any closer than they were now.
Howard’s hands were exploring everywhere over Mark’s body, mainly stroking up and down Mark’s covered chest. Howard could hear Mark groaning into the kiss, their lips vibrating together at the moans that escaped from their throats. Eventually, they both broke from their kiss, catching their breath. Howard and Mark just stared at each other, they could both tell that they needed this. They were both wanting this attention, the look was in there eyes, no words were need to be said.
Howard slowly brought his hands up to Mark’s chest and pressed his hand against it so he could feel his heart-beat. It was beating incredibly fast, so fast he could make a song from the beat. Mark’s eyes never left Howard’s. As Howard moved his hand slightly across Mark’s chest, he began to fiddle with the buttons on his shirt, slowly unbuttoning one after the other, Mark looked down and watched as his pecks were becoming visible. Once Howard had reached the bottom of Mark’s shirt, with a quick rush, he ripped the shirt clean off of Mark’s torso and flung it to the other side of the room.
Once Mark’s shirt was removed, Howard embraced the half-naked younger male in his arms, planting soft kisses around his neck and shoulder blade. Again, Mark flung his arms around the older male, sometimes running his fingers through his brown curly locks. Suddenly, Mark began to feel himself getting hard in his boxers, eagerly, without saying a word to the taller brunette, he reached in between their bodies and desperately forced Howard’s jumper up and over his head. Howard’s curls becoming wavy and ski-waif as his head came free.
Mark began to trace the palms of his hands around Howard’s shoulder blades, slowly bringing them lower to his nipples, as he traced his thumb over the hard nubs, he felt something metal attached to one of them. Howard groaned as he felt Mark’s thumb beginning to rub at his pierced nipple. Suddenly, feeling incredibly desperate to just touch Howard, with a big shove of the arms, Mark turned and pressed Howard against the wall, again crashing their lips together. Breathing heavily as they both broke apart from their passionate kiss of tongues and teeth, Mark worked his way down Howard’s neck as he traced his jaw line with his tongue and eventually reaching his nipple.
Mark tenderly kissed the hard nub and slowly began to lick around the metal nipple-ring, sometimes holding it with his teeth and giving it a slight tug at it. Howard was gasping heavily at the licking sensation Mark’s tongue working on him.
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Meanwhile, Gary was making his way back to the studio, he had been jogging for just over two hours, he was hot, sweaty and worn out, but pretty proud of himself for working out for a decent amount of time. He checked his watch as he kept jogging, he knew he was meant to be meeting Howard and Mark in the studio, he was already 15 minutes late. Was it worth going home for a shower? No! He thought it was best not too, they’d been waiting for him long enough, he’d might as well go to the studio to see them now and have a shower later.
He was panting heavily as he made it to the studio, before he entered the building he took a swig of water and few seconds rest. He patted his head and face with his towel to stop the running sweat coming from his hair. Strangely, the studio seemed a little quieter than usual.
“Marko? Doug?” he called out, but got no answer. He looked around to see if could spot any sign of them, but it was just deadly.
“Markie? How?” he called again, but again he got no answer, the sound of his voice echoing through the corridors was all that could be heard. He walked along the corridors and tried every studio, no sign of Howard or Mark.
Suddenly after a few minutes of searching, a faint thumping sound could be heard through the walls and faint moaning was coming from afar. He decided to follow the sound, hoping it would lead him to something, as he drew closer and closer to the sound, it was coming clearer, he was positive he knew that groan from anywhere, it was Howard. It sounded like he was in pain, Gary rushed to find his friend, thoughts of Howard collapsing in pain filled his mind.
Suddenly he came to a studio, the windows incredibly steamed up it was hard to see clearly through it. Although he could make out two figures, one tall one and one small one. He was sure he had finally found them, he made his way to the door, took hold of the handle and let himself in.
“Howard are you -“
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Mark and Howard both stopped their actions and turned their attention towards the door as they heard it being opened. Gary was stood in the door frame, staring at them, Mark and Howard both half naked, Howard resting against the wall with Mark on his knees facing towards him, loosening the button and zip of his jeans.
Gary had never expected to find his two best friends doing this type of work while he was away. Although he had seen Mark and Howard semi-naked before, seeing them in the position that they were in, it was wrong but yet, he found it incredibly intriguing.
“Gaz,” Mark spoke as he stood up, slowly he made his way toward the stunned blonde male. “It’s okay,” he whispered and he brought his arms around Gary’s waist and held him in an embrace. Gary allowed himself to be hugged and brought his arms around Mark and rested his head on his shoulder. He looked across at Howard, who gave him a slight wink.
Slowly, Mark loosened his embrace from Gary, he looked deep into his big blue ocean eyes, he traced his fingers down Gary’s arms and laced their fingers together when their hands met. Slowly he dragged Gary towards Howard. Gary’s eyes locked with Howard’s as they came closer to one another. Gently, Mark guided Gary and Howard together, pushing them together so closely that suddenly their lips were hovering over each other. Howard was the first to close the gap between the two of them as his lips collided with Gary’s.
Mark watched as his two of his best friends started to pulse their lips together. He changed his position and stood behind Gary, slowly he began to stroke up and down Gary’s back. All that could be heard was the moans and groans coming from both Gary and Howard as they began to kiss more passionately. Gary could feel himself getting hard in his jogging trousers.
“You smell hot, Gary!” Mark leaned forward and whispered into his friend’s ear. Now, Mark moved his hands under Gary’s t-shirt as he brought them round his waist, gliding his hands all the way up and down his chest. Howard helped by tugging his t-shirt up and over his head. Now all three men were now shirtless, stroking each other’s torsos and muscles.
As Howard and Gary continued to kiss, Mark’s hands were still exploring Gary’s body, spreading all over his chest and back. But suddenly, he moved his hands a little lower, tracing down past Gary’s belly button until he came to the hem of his jogging pants and boxers. Gary let out a huge groan as he felt Mark guiding his hand around his groin. “Ahh! God that feels so good!” he groaned when he broke away from Howard’s mouth to catch his breath.
As Mark began to pull both Gary’s trousers and boxers down past his knees, Gary started to fiddle with Howard’s jeans, loosening the button and zip. Howard watched as both his and Gary’s clothing were removed from their bodies. Suddenly, Gary let out an incredible moan again, he and Howard looked down between them to see Mark on his knees, his head bobbing in a rhythmic pattern, sliding his mouth and tongue up and around Gary’s fully erect cock. Howard looked carefully at Gary, his eyes were half-closed and he was biting down hard on his bottom lip. Howard pressed his lips against the blonde’s again.
As Howard started to kiss Gary passionately once more, he felt Gary trail his hand to the very end of his throbbing, aching cock. Steadily, Gary began to thrust his fist up and down Howard’s hard erection in the same rhythm as Mark’s mouth was working on his own dick. Howard and Gary both panted heavily into their kisses, enjoying the pleasure they were both receiving.
“You taste so hot!” Howard whispered against Gary’s lips, Mark agreed by humming as his mouth was enveloped around Gary’s knob, sending Gary into spasm as he felt the vibrations from Mark’s mouth shoot up his throbbing cock. Suddenly both Howard and Gary could feel their orgasms approaching. Gary sped up the speed of his fist and made a much faster rhythm to bring Howard to his climax. The feeling of Mark’s tongue flicking over the end of cock was incredible enough to make him ride out his orgasm.
“Oh, God!” Howard and Gary both groaned in unison, both immensely made up with the pleasure they had received. Mark rose himself up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, smiling like a cheshire cat. “My turn?!” he looked from Gary to Howard.
Suddenly, Mark felt himself being lifted off the floor and being plonked onto one of the huge speakers in the middle of the room. Both Howard and Gary circling him, and eventually stopping so Gary was facing in front of him and Howard was behind. Gary traced his fingers down Mark’s chest, softly pushing him down to lie flat against the speaker. As Mark rested his head back, he became face-to-face with Howard’s knob. Looking down his body he could see Gary beginning to fiddle with the button and zip of his jeans and slowly began to tug them down past his knees and off from his feet.
Mark started to pant heavily as Gary stroked his hands all the way up Mark’s thighs and brought his legs up over his shoulders. Howard watched as his blonde friend made his way on top of their younger friend. As Gary made his way on top of Mark, Mark reached round Gary’s waist and brought his hands to his soft, round arse and gave it a tight squeeze, making Gary groan under his touch.
Gary reached two fingers into his own mouth and sucked on them to get them wet, slowly he lowered his hand in between both his and Mark’s naked bodies, finding his entrance he gently eased both fingers deep inside Mark.
“Ahhhh, fuck!” the younger brunette lolled his head back against Howard chest, reaching behind him and wrapping his arms around Howard’s waist, Howard stroking down Mark’s arms as Gary began to pulse his fingers in and out of Mark’s entrance. Howard leaned himself down and pressed his lips against Mark’s, watching as Gary pulse his hand in out and of Mark. Mark’s grip on Howard’s waist became tighter, so much tighter that Howard could feel Mark’s finger tips digging deep into his sides.
“That’s right, Gaz! Fist-fuck him!” Howard commanded. Gary sped up the pace of his fingers and thrusted his fingers deeper inside the younger male, sneakily sliding in another finger to add to the mix. Mark was groaning loudly now, to gain control of his groaning, he lolled his head back further and eventually caught Howard’s knob in his mouth.
Steadily, Mark began to suck Howard in time with Gary’s thrusts of his fingers, making them all groan in ecstasy. As Mark rolled his tongue around Howard’s throbbing errection, Howard leaned forward over Mark and grabbed hold of Gary’s chin, pressing their lips together and resting each other’s fore-head together, their sweat connecting like glue. Mark was beginning to leak out a bit of pre-cum and Gary noticed that it wouldn’t be long until Mark would be riding out his orgasm. With his thumb, he rubbed the very tip of Mark’s aching cock.
“Mmmmm!” Was all Mark could muster at the touch of Gary’s hand working on him, Mark’s murmuring sending shivers all the way up Howard’s dick, who also let out an aching groan. Suddenly, Mark could taste a bit of Howard’s pre-cum entering his mouth, he decided to swallow.
“Gary!” Howard warned, Gary looked up and the older male, he knew what was coming, “Okay … together! 3 …”
His fingers fucking Mark even faster, Mark sucking Howard louder.
“2…”
They were all so close now, they were all panting heavily.
“…1!”
And they all rode out their orgasms together, Mark spewing his load in Gary’s hand, and Howard spewing his load in Mark’s mouth, who decided to swallow. They all collapsed together in a heap on the floor, their arms and legs all tangled together. They all slowly began to get their breath back. The room now had a strong smell of sweat and sex, the windows of the studio had steamed up. Gary was the first to speak.
“Well, that was a time in the studio neither of us are going to forget.”
Howard and Mark both giggled, “It was fun though, I enjoyed myself!” Mark smiled.
“I’m sure you did!” Gary commented.
“It’s a shame Jason couldn’t be a part of it though,” Howard added.
Gary and Mark both looked at him, “It would’ve been a bit awkward if he walked in on us though,” Mark said.
“I’m just glad that he … or anyone else for that matter, didn’t see us!” Gary spoke out.
Howard and Mark both nodded their heads in agreement …. But little did they know that behind the steamed up windows, Jason had been watching everything!