Boys Boys Boys (2/4)
Title: Boys Boys Boys (2/4)
Author: wakingnitemarex
Chapter Rating: NC-17
Chapter Pairing: Bradassidy, light mentions of Bradam
Overall Pairings: Bradam, Bradassidy
Disclaimer: I do not own Brad, Adam, Cassidy, Jonny, Katie or anyone else mention in this story. Nor do I own Lady Gaga or her lyrics. This story and some of its lines of dialogue are strongly based on her song ‘Boys Boys Boys’.
Word Count: 840
Author’s Notes: Comments are love <3 This story didn’t turn out quite the way I wanted it to, but I still like it. It has a fairly loose ending, though. Hope that’s okay. Click here for the other chapters.
Over the next two weeks, Brad and Adam had gone out a few more times and Brad was starting to worry. He wasn’t acting like himself - they hadn’t hooked up yet, even though it was so obvious how into each other they were - and he wasn’t sure what that meant. What he was sure of was that he liked spending time with Adam, liked kissing him and being held by him. He wasn’t sure what to do with these developments so he did the only thing he knew how to do - found someone to take his mind off his worries.
“Cass, baby, come see the Killers with me tonight, I don’t wanna go alone.” Brad pouted even though the other man couldn’t see him, “Pleeeease?” He heard a sigh of defeat on the other end of the call and grinned.
“Yeah, okay.”
“Awesome, pick me up around six.” He blew a kiss and hung up before Cassidy could protest.
-x-
“Fuck, I love this song,” Brad exclaimed from his position on Cassidy’s shoulders. He sang along to the lyrics, playing absentmindedly with Cassidy’s hair. Eventually the song ended and, a little breathless, he asked to be put down. He wrapped an arm around Cassidy’s neck once he was back on his own two feet and pressed himself closer. He kissed him hard, moaning softly when the other man kissed back.
He pulled back after a minute or so and took Cassidy’s hand into his own, “Fuck, that song gets to me so bad.” He tugged him forward lightly and nodded towards the metal bleachers off to the side of the venue. “C’mon.”
Cassidy obeyed, following him back through the crowd until they reached open air. He pulled Brad back towards him, wrapping an arm around his waist, and kissed him roughly. Doing their best not to break the kiss, Brad guided their bodies over to the bleachers, moaning into Cassidy’s mouth when the older man pushed him up against the side of them.
“Nngh, fuck, Cassidy,” he groaned as the other man started to suck on his neck. He fisted one of his hands into Cassidy’s hair and hooked the thumb of the other into one of his belt loops. He shivered when he felt one of Cassidy’s hands slipping up the front of his shirt and gently guided the other man’s face back to his own, kissing him hard.
He ground his crotch against Cassidy’s, satisfied with the moan he received in response to the action. “Damnit, Cass, I want you,” he whimpered, grinding against him again.
“Not here, babe.” He smirked slightly when Brad pouted, “It’s too public, Brad.”
In response, he peppered kisses along Cassidy’s neck and jaw, and rubbed him through his jeans. “Babe, I know you wanna..” He kissed him again, fumbling with his belt buckle until he felt Cassidy’s hands close around his wrists.
“Let’s get out of here.”
Brad’s face lit up when he realised that Cassidy’s actions hadn’t been rejection, and he kissed him again. “Fine by me.” He cuddled into the older man’s side, kissing his neck as they left the venue and went back to Cassidy’s car.
They’d just barely made it out of the parkade when Brad undid Cassidy’s jeans and slipped his hand down his boxers, stroking him lightly. Cassidy cussed softly, letting his head fall back against the headrest for a second.
“Shit, you’re so impatient, Brad,” he gasped, pulling over onto the first empty street he could find.
The younger man grinned, “Mmhmm.” He crawled into Cassidy’s lap, kissing him hungrily, and Cassidy put the seat back a bit to give him more room. The kiss broke briefly when Cassidy pulled Brad’s shirt off before pulling him closer and letting his hands roam over the smaller man’s back as Brad fumbled with the buttons on his shirt.
The next few minutes were a blur of hands, lips, teeth and clothes as they struggled to continue kissing while they undressed and moved to the backseat.
Cassidy rolled on a condom as Brad started up at him lustfully. He leaned down, kissing him again, much more gently this time, as he started to prepare him. Brad moaned, bucking his hips slightly as Cassidy eased two of his fingers inside.
The sex was hot - but then, it always was between them - and they climaxed together, both managing to avoid the forbidden “L” word which always proved much more difficult for Cassidy than it was for Brad. He knew all Brad was looking for was sex and someone to get hot with, but if Cassidy could have things his way, they’d be so much more than that.
They cleaned up and re-dressed, moving back to the front seat of the car. Cassidy took the car out of park and drove Brad home, stalling in the driveway for a minute.
“Jonny’s DJing a party at my place next Friday, you should come.”
Brad smiled. “Yeah, I’ll probably be there.” He kissed him gently before getting out of the car, “Night, Cass.”
Author: wakingnitemarex
Chapter Rating: NC-17
Chapter Pairing: Bradassidy, light mentions of Bradam
Overall Pairings: Bradam, Bradassidy
Disclaimer: I do not own Brad, Adam, Cassidy, Jonny, Katie or anyone else mention in this story. Nor do I own Lady Gaga or her lyrics. This story and some of its lines of dialogue are strongly based on her song ‘Boys Boys Boys’.
Word Count: 840
Author’s Notes: Comments are love <3 This story didn’t turn out quite the way I wanted it to, but I still like it. It has a fairly loose ending, though. Hope that’s okay. Click here for the other chapters.
Over the next two weeks, Brad and Adam had gone out a few more times and Brad was starting to worry. He wasn’t acting like himself - they hadn’t hooked up yet, even though it was so obvious how into each other they were - and he wasn’t sure what that meant. What he was sure of was that he liked spending time with Adam, liked kissing him and being held by him. He wasn’t sure what to do with these developments so he did the only thing he knew how to do - found someone to take his mind off his worries.
“Cass, baby, come see the Killers with me tonight, I don’t wanna go alone.” Brad pouted even though the other man couldn’t see him, “Pleeeease?” He heard a sigh of defeat on the other end of the call and grinned.
“Yeah, okay.”
“Awesome, pick me up around six.” He blew a kiss and hung up before Cassidy could protest.
-x-
“Fuck, I love this song,” Brad exclaimed from his position on Cassidy’s shoulders. He sang along to the lyrics, playing absentmindedly with Cassidy’s hair. Eventually the song ended and, a little breathless, he asked to be put down. He wrapped an arm around Cassidy’s neck once he was back on his own two feet and pressed himself closer. He kissed him hard, moaning softly when the other man kissed back.
He pulled back after a minute or so and took Cassidy’s hand into his own, “Fuck, that song gets to me so bad.” He tugged him forward lightly and nodded towards the metal bleachers off to the side of the venue. “C’mon.”
Cassidy obeyed, following him back through the crowd until they reached open air. He pulled Brad back towards him, wrapping an arm around his waist, and kissed him roughly. Doing their best not to break the kiss, Brad guided their bodies over to the bleachers, moaning into Cassidy’s mouth when the older man pushed him up against the side of them.
“Nngh, fuck, Cassidy,” he groaned as the other man started to suck on his neck. He fisted one of his hands into Cassidy’s hair and hooked the thumb of the other into one of his belt loops. He shivered when he felt one of Cassidy’s hands slipping up the front of his shirt and gently guided the other man’s face back to his own, kissing him hard.
He ground his crotch against Cassidy’s, satisfied with the moan he received in response to the action. “Damnit, Cass, I want you,” he whimpered, grinding against him again.
“Not here, babe.” He smirked slightly when Brad pouted, “It’s too public, Brad.”
In response, he peppered kisses along Cassidy’s neck and jaw, and rubbed him through his jeans. “Babe, I know you wanna..” He kissed him again, fumbling with his belt buckle until he felt Cassidy’s hands close around his wrists.
“Let’s get out of here.”
Brad’s face lit up when he realised that Cassidy’s actions hadn’t been rejection, and he kissed him again. “Fine by me.” He cuddled into the older man’s side, kissing his neck as they left the venue and went back to Cassidy’s car.
They’d just barely made it out of the parkade when Brad undid Cassidy’s jeans and slipped his hand down his boxers, stroking him lightly. Cassidy cussed softly, letting his head fall back against the headrest for a second.
“Shit, you’re so impatient, Brad,” he gasped, pulling over onto the first empty street he could find.
The younger man grinned, “Mmhmm.” He crawled into Cassidy’s lap, kissing him hungrily, and Cassidy put the seat back a bit to give him more room. The kiss broke briefly when Cassidy pulled Brad’s shirt off before pulling him closer and letting his hands roam over the smaller man’s back as Brad fumbled with the buttons on his shirt.
The next few minutes were a blur of hands, lips, teeth and clothes as they struggled to continue kissing while they undressed and moved to the backseat.
Cassidy rolled on a condom as Brad started up at him lustfully. He leaned down, kissing him again, much more gently this time, as he started to prepare him. Brad moaned, bucking his hips slightly as Cassidy eased two of his fingers inside.
The sex was hot - but then, it always was between them - and they climaxed together, both managing to avoid the forbidden “L” word which always proved much more difficult for Cassidy than it was for Brad. He knew all Brad was looking for was sex and someone to get hot with, but if Cassidy could have things his way, they’d be so much more than that.
They cleaned up and re-dressed, moving back to the front seat of the car. Cassidy took the car out of park and drove Brad home, stalling in the driveway for a minute.
“Jonny’s DJing a party at my place next Friday, you should come.”
Brad smiled. “Yeah, I’ll probably be there.” He kissed him gently before getting out of the car, “Night, Cass.”