Dear Travis, count me in [2/2]
Title: Dear Travis, count me in [2/2]
Author: 23a_j10
Pairings: Jack Barakat/Alex Gaskarth. Jack Barakat/Travis Clark. Travis Clark/Josh Franceschi.
Rating: NC - 17
Warnings: Unintentional and playful violence and sex
Summary: It all starts with a Down But Not Out shirt...
Disclaimer: I don't own/know or claim to own/know the characters in this story.
P.O.V.: Third
Author's notes: Okay, this kinda just turned into a sexfest. Enjoy? Hopefully? I hope so!
Previous Chapter
The We The King’s boys bounced out on stage to the sound of excited screams. Without an introduction they started to play Secret Valentine, Travis waiting side stage singing his first line while Matt Flyzik looked him over concerned. Travis gave him a nod and reluctantly Matt ushered him on stage hoping to God that he’d be able to stay conscious for the duration of the set. The crowd raised their volume of squeals as the fire haired singer sprinted to centre stage, throwing his body forward to the excited kids. Finishing the song Travis stumbled forward, the security guards catching his weight before he could crash into the barrier.
“You okay man?” One the guards asked the singer as he helped him back on stage.
“I think so...” Travis swayed on his feet before speaking into his microphone, “Sorry guys, you know a certain singer of a band called All Time Low?” The crowd cheered in response. “And you know his oh so adorable boyfriend?” The response repeated. “Well those two American rejects tackled me off the bus and knocked me out so I’m not feeling that good tonight but I’m still gonna sing for you!”
The crowed moved, inpatient, shouting. Travis looked back to his band who grinned but Hunter looked a little more concerned. Travis wondered over to him and kissed his head, making the guitarist shrink away playfully slapping Travis’ arm as the crowd wooed and whistled.
“I hope you’re ready to dance, and possibly ready to catch me” Travis laughed as he wondered off stage to be handed his guitar by Danny K,
“Matt wants you off stage at half time before you pass out”
“What? I ca-“
“Don’t argue man he’s in a pissy mood enough as it is”
Travis makes no acknowledgment of agreement and starts to play Check Yes Juliet which really gets the kids jumping. Four songs in and Josh strides out on stage, the fans surge wildly and chant his name. Josh winds his arm around Travis’ waist taking some of his weight, his other arm holding Travis’ arm bringing the microphone to his own mouth.
“Hey Frisco, how you doin’ tonight!” The English frontman grins when the crowd responds nosily. “My best bud Travis here has been ordered to end the set early due to Jalex inflicted injuries, sorry kids!” The crowd deflated, “BUT you get a longer You Me At Six and All Time Low set!” Then they seemed to forget about We The Kings as they chanted All Time Low loud and proud.
Josh walked Travis off stage and breaths hot into his ear,
“Go wait in my bunk” One simple instruction has Travis grinning like an idiot as he nods and finds himself being pushed around by various people he assumes are trying to be helpful. Ignoring his friend’s questions of cornern Travis discreetly made his way out back to the showers, ridding his sweat covered body of clothes swiftly, enjoying the cool refreshing water.
Dressing only in his skinny jeans, torso bare with soaking hair Travis made his way out of the venue. The parking lot was deserted and Travis could hear the drum and bass beats of You Me At Six’s set, smiling he traipsed to their bus and found Josh’s bunk. The bus was still running, the hum soothing the headache he'd been harboring, which was fading fast. Travis closed his eyes, a smile on his lips as he lost himself to well deserved sleep.
Josh was electric on stage, pure volts of dangerous dancing and bouncing all over the stage, into the crowd, on to the amps, he was unstoppable. Finishing with an unplanned stage dive the security members manage to pry the singer back from the fans so he could sprint out to the bus before anyone could question him.
Out of breath and still high from the performance Josh threw himself on to the bus wanting nothing more than Travis. He skidded to a halt outside his bunk, the curtain half closed showing the naked half of the red head to the English boy. Josh’s breathing stopped for a moment as he took in the other singer laid out on his back, waves of orange resting over his face and shoulders. Without making much noise Josh clambered carefully on top of Travis, waking him up with by licking his lips messily. Travis drew back at first but then realized it was Josh licking his face, rather than his puppy Elvis, and pulled the younger boy into a heated open mouthed kiss. Smirking Josh returned the close to desperate kiss and wound his fingers into the still damp hair of the American singer. Things got hot and messy pretty quickly clothes were thrown aside and they both knew it was only a matter of time before someone interrupted them.
Josh’s limp brunette hair was sticking out at odd angles as he sat back and took Travis’ hard on into his mouth. The elder boy gasped out and his hips jerked forward involuntarily, Josh hollowed his checks almost instantly,
“G-God Josh... T-that’s s-so good I-”
“What’s going on?”
Both Travis and Josh jumped away from each other turned to see Jack with his hands on hips.
“So, I guess that explains the Down But Not Out shirt” He giggles and pulls his shirtless, sweaty boyfriend into the frame. Alex grins devilishly at the sight of the two unclothed boys in front of him.
“You know people complain about us, what are they gonna say about you two? Hmm?” Alex asked leaning into his boyfriend's chest who idly twirled his caramel hair between his fingers,
“Blackmail baby, you make me proud” Jack cooed before starting to kiss Alex passionately as the two naked lead singers sat frozen at the situation.
“Loosen up boys, we won’t tell. That’s of course if you join us in the back longue for a bit of harmless fun?” Jack proposed, Josh looked at Travis who looked back, nodding uncertainly.
“Deal” A smile now took over Josh’s face as he stood and pounced on Alex who returned the enthusiasm, quickly tangled his hands in the English boy’s hair as Josh worked on pulling Alex’s belt off, followed by the rest of the clothes below his waist.
Jack grabbed Travis’ wrist and yanked him to his feet roughly. The red head blushed scarlet at the situation,
“This is no time to be shy Clark” Jack encouraged as he began to strip for the the older boy, rolling his hips suggestively, teasingly. Travis couldn’t help the trance Jack threw him into, all the singer could do was watch mesmerized at Jack’s smooth movements, discarding his clothing messily over the floor.
“C’mon” Alex urged the three bare boys, grabbing hold of his boyfriend with his free hand, the other laced with Josh’s fingers. Jack followed his lover, tugging Travis with him, the four of them stumbling and colliding awkwardly as Alex lead them all giggling to the back lounge. Planting them all on the floor Alex asked,
“Where’s the alcohol Franceschi?”
“Over there” Josh pointed vaguely as Jack straddled his lap, kissing and nipping at his throat hungrily. Alex followed Josh’s finger and returned to the floor with a bottle of vodka and another of wine. Unscrewing the cap of the vodka he passed it to Travis who took it warily, Alex repeated the action but passed the wine to his boyfriend who shook his head in playful dismay,
“Wine? Really?” He chuckled at Josh who was having a bit of trouble breathing as the cool bottle was thrust into his palm. The drinking began; kisses stole in between swings of the liquid confidence. Alex was pinning Travis to the floor, kissing him deeply, the two singers touching over each other’s bodies, personal, imitate, making them both harder with anticipation.
“Lube?” Jack asked Josh breathlessly who was giving Jack a messy handjob,
“One sec” Josh excused himself from the sexual act and disappeared for a moment. Jack rolled himself onto his knees and pulled Alex into his body, biting over his chest dirty and sloppy, making the singer whine with pleasure.
“Here” Was all Josh said as he tossed the bottle to Jack who caught it skilfully.
“On your knees ginge” Jack instructed Travis who complied. The singer’s mind was running out of control, all rationality seemed to be irrelevant and he got to his hands and knees for Jack. All that mattered right now was his aching erection that needed seeing to.
“Alex, under him” Jack kissed his boyfriends mouth once before Alex crawled under Travis’ body, All Time Low’s singer’s mouth level with We The King’s singer’s cock.
“Because I’m feeling generous I’ll let you fuck Alex.” Jack said to Josh grinning. Josh positioned himself between Alex’s spread legs. The English boy could very much see every inch of nervousness of Travis’ expression from here.
“Hey” The young singer said, moving forward to kiss the orange haired man. Travis returned it, feeling better, the alcohol was beginning to work like magic. Jack moved on his knees behind Travis, his hard on dangerously close to Travis’ entrance. The raven haired guitarist coated his fingers with lube before reaching around to pass the bottle to Josh with the words,
“Don’t bother prepping my slut of a boyfriend, he loves the pain just lube up your cock and give it to him rough”
Josh nodded and started to cover his dick with cool substance while Jack pushed a finger past Travis’ tight ring of muscles. The older boy gasped at the sensation, Jack held his finger still before slowly moving in and out, added another finger, twisting them, hearing all the profanities fall from the singer’s mouth. Josh finished coated his erection and grabbed Alex’s hips, the American boy’s legs hooked over the English boy’s shoulders. Josh sunk his cock slowly into the singer who hissed and squirmed about under Travis. Jack worked his fingers in and out of Travis, added a third making the singer gasp and swear,
“F-Fuck... Right there J-Jack!”
Jack grinned, pulling out his fingers he grabbed the container of lube and smoothed it over his inpatient dick. Aligning himself with the red head Jack pushed in very slowly, letting the singer adjust to the sudden change.
“Josh, move!” Alex begged the singer but Jack said,
“Not until I say, are you okay Clark?”
Travis nodded his bowed head of hair, bracing himself for whatever was coming next.
“3, 2, 1...” Jack winked at Josh who began, with Jack to thrust forward roughly. Alex’s hand’s found Jack’s which were wrapped around Travis’ hips. Both American singers began to pant, their submissive positions felt amazing, it felt so wrong, but so right.
“A-Alex, you f-feel so good!” Josh exclaimed loudly as he began to fuck the singer harder, listening to the moans falling from his lips. Jack angled his hips slightly different and had Travis crying out in incoherent noises.
“Alex, b-baby” Was all Jack had to say and Alex arched his back and took Travis’ cock into his moaning mouth. Travis squeaked in surprise, the feeling was overwhelming and then Josh kissed him, and he swore that was going to be the end of the world. Thank God it wasn’t though.
Alex shifted slightly under Travis, leaning up on his elbows so he could take more of the American singer into his throat. Jack was breathing hot and heavy as he muttered,
“Travis, Alex n-needs some...Ah-attention”
Travis didn’t know how he did it but he balanced on one arm and wrapped his left hand around Alex’s aching untouched cock making the singer groan onto his own erection, sending sparks though his body harsh and overpowering.
“I-I’m g-gonna...” Travis managed to get out as he messily jerked Alex faster, Jack slamming into his prostate twice mouth before he came into Alex’s mouth. Jack followed straight after, sweat covering his body as he pulled out to watch the three boys in front of him.
Alex was now laying flat out on his back, his legs draped over Josh’s shoulder who was pounding him relentlessly. Travis was collapsed next to Alex, still wanking his boyfriend faithfully.
“A little to the left Joshy” Was all Jack had to say and Alex screamed out his name coming in Travis’ hand over his own stomach, his muscles squeezing Josh’s orgasm from his body, waves of pleasure washing over his worn body, pulling out of Alex slowly.
All was silent.
Then Jack laughed,
“You know me and Alex wouldn’t have said anything anyway?”
Josh exchanged a look with Travis before they both burst into laughter simultaneously.
Travis grinned a ridiculously wide smile, to think, it all started with a Down But Not Out shirt...
Author: 23a_j10
Pairings: Jack Barakat/Alex Gaskarth. Jack Barakat/Travis Clark. Travis Clark/Josh Franceschi.
Rating: NC - 17
Warnings: Unintentional and playful violence and sex
Summary: It all starts with a Down But Not Out shirt...
Disclaimer: I don't own/know or claim to own/know the characters in this story.
P.O.V.: Third
Author's notes: Okay, this kinda just turned into a sexfest. Enjoy? Hopefully? I hope so!
Previous Chapter
The We The King’s boys bounced out on stage to the sound of excited screams. Without an introduction they started to play Secret Valentine, Travis waiting side stage singing his first line while Matt Flyzik looked him over concerned. Travis gave him a nod and reluctantly Matt ushered him on stage hoping to God that he’d be able to stay conscious for the duration of the set. The crowd raised their volume of squeals as the fire haired singer sprinted to centre stage, throwing his body forward to the excited kids. Finishing the song Travis stumbled forward, the security guards catching his weight before he could crash into the barrier.
“You okay man?” One the guards asked the singer as he helped him back on stage.
“I think so...” Travis swayed on his feet before speaking into his microphone, “Sorry guys, you know a certain singer of a band called All Time Low?” The crowd cheered in response. “And you know his oh so adorable boyfriend?” The response repeated. “Well those two American rejects tackled me off the bus and knocked me out so I’m not feeling that good tonight but I’m still gonna sing for you!”
The crowed moved, inpatient, shouting. Travis looked back to his band who grinned but Hunter looked a little more concerned. Travis wondered over to him and kissed his head, making the guitarist shrink away playfully slapping Travis’ arm as the crowd wooed and whistled.
“I hope you’re ready to dance, and possibly ready to catch me” Travis laughed as he wondered off stage to be handed his guitar by Danny K,
“Matt wants you off stage at half time before you pass out”
“What? I ca-“
“Don’t argue man he’s in a pissy mood enough as it is”
Travis makes no acknowledgment of agreement and starts to play Check Yes Juliet which really gets the kids jumping. Four songs in and Josh strides out on stage, the fans surge wildly and chant his name. Josh winds his arm around Travis’ waist taking some of his weight, his other arm holding Travis’ arm bringing the microphone to his own mouth.
“Hey Frisco, how you doin’ tonight!” The English frontman grins when the crowd responds nosily. “My best bud Travis here has been ordered to end the set early due to Jalex inflicted injuries, sorry kids!” The crowd deflated, “BUT you get a longer You Me At Six and All Time Low set!” Then they seemed to forget about We The Kings as they chanted All Time Low loud and proud.
Josh walked Travis off stage and breaths hot into his ear,
“Go wait in my bunk” One simple instruction has Travis grinning like an idiot as he nods and finds himself being pushed around by various people he assumes are trying to be helpful. Ignoring his friend’s questions of cornern Travis discreetly made his way out back to the showers, ridding his sweat covered body of clothes swiftly, enjoying the cool refreshing water.
Dressing only in his skinny jeans, torso bare with soaking hair Travis made his way out of the venue. The parking lot was deserted and Travis could hear the drum and bass beats of You Me At Six’s set, smiling he traipsed to their bus and found Josh’s bunk. The bus was still running, the hum soothing the headache he'd been harboring, which was fading fast. Travis closed his eyes, a smile on his lips as he lost himself to well deserved sleep.
Josh was electric on stage, pure volts of dangerous dancing and bouncing all over the stage, into the crowd, on to the amps, he was unstoppable. Finishing with an unplanned stage dive the security members manage to pry the singer back from the fans so he could sprint out to the bus before anyone could question him.
Out of breath and still high from the performance Josh threw himself on to the bus wanting nothing more than Travis. He skidded to a halt outside his bunk, the curtain half closed showing the naked half of the red head to the English boy. Josh’s breathing stopped for a moment as he took in the other singer laid out on his back, waves of orange resting over his face and shoulders. Without making much noise Josh clambered carefully on top of Travis, waking him up with by licking his lips messily. Travis drew back at first but then realized it was Josh licking his face, rather than his puppy Elvis, and pulled the younger boy into a heated open mouthed kiss. Smirking Josh returned the close to desperate kiss and wound his fingers into the still damp hair of the American singer. Things got hot and messy pretty quickly clothes were thrown aside and they both knew it was only a matter of time before someone interrupted them.
Josh’s limp brunette hair was sticking out at odd angles as he sat back and took Travis’ hard on into his mouth. The elder boy gasped out and his hips jerked forward involuntarily, Josh hollowed his checks almost instantly,
“G-God Josh... T-that’s s-so good I-”
“What’s going on?”
Both Travis and Josh jumped away from each other turned to see Jack with his hands on hips.
“So, I guess that explains the Down But Not Out shirt” He giggles and pulls his shirtless, sweaty boyfriend into the frame. Alex grins devilishly at the sight of the two unclothed boys in front of him.
“You know people complain about us, what are they gonna say about you two? Hmm?” Alex asked leaning into his boyfriend's chest who idly twirled his caramel hair between his fingers,
“Blackmail baby, you make me proud” Jack cooed before starting to kiss Alex passionately as the two naked lead singers sat frozen at the situation.
“Loosen up boys, we won’t tell. That’s of course if you join us in the back longue for a bit of harmless fun?” Jack proposed, Josh looked at Travis who looked back, nodding uncertainly.
“Deal” A smile now took over Josh’s face as he stood and pounced on Alex who returned the enthusiasm, quickly tangled his hands in the English boy’s hair as Josh worked on pulling Alex’s belt off, followed by the rest of the clothes below his waist.
Jack grabbed Travis’ wrist and yanked him to his feet roughly. The red head blushed scarlet at the situation,
“This is no time to be shy Clark” Jack encouraged as he began to strip for the the older boy, rolling his hips suggestively, teasingly. Travis couldn’t help the trance Jack threw him into, all the singer could do was watch mesmerized at Jack’s smooth movements, discarding his clothing messily over the floor.
“C’mon” Alex urged the three bare boys, grabbing hold of his boyfriend with his free hand, the other laced with Josh’s fingers. Jack followed his lover, tugging Travis with him, the four of them stumbling and colliding awkwardly as Alex lead them all giggling to the back lounge. Planting them all on the floor Alex asked,
“Where’s the alcohol Franceschi?”
“Over there” Josh pointed vaguely as Jack straddled his lap, kissing and nipping at his throat hungrily. Alex followed Josh’s finger and returned to the floor with a bottle of vodka and another of wine. Unscrewing the cap of the vodka he passed it to Travis who took it warily, Alex repeated the action but passed the wine to his boyfriend who shook his head in playful dismay,
“Wine? Really?” He chuckled at Josh who was having a bit of trouble breathing as the cool bottle was thrust into his palm. The drinking began; kisses stole in between swings of the liquid confidence. Alex was pinning Travis to the floor, kissing him deeply, the two singers touching over each other’s bodies, personal, imitate, making them both harder with anticipation.
“Lube?” Jack asked Josh breathlessly who was giving Jack a messy handjob,
“One sec” Josh excused himself from the sexual act and disappeared for a moment. Jack rolled himself onto his knees and pulled Alex into his body, biting over his chest dirty and sloppy, making the singer whine with pleasure.
“Here” Was all Josh said as he tossed the bottle to Jack who caught it skilfully.
“On your knees ginge” Jack instructed Travis who complied. The singer’s mind was running out of control, all rationality seemed to be irrelevant and he got to his hands and knees for Jack. All that mattered right now was his aching erection that needed seeing to.
“Alex, under him” Jack kissed his boyfriends mouth once before Alex crawled under Travis’ body, All Time Low’s singer’s mouth level with We The King’s singer’s cock.
“Because I’m feeling generous I’ll let you fuck Alex.” Jack said to Josh grinning. Josh positioned himself between Alex’s spread legs. The English boy could very much see every inch of nervousness of Travis’ expression from here.
“Hey” The young singer said, moving forward to kiss the orange haired man. Travis returned it, feeling better, the alcohol was beginning to work like magic. Jack moved on his knees behind Travis, his hard on dangerously close to Travis’ entrance. The raven haired guitarist coated his fingers with lube before reaching around to pass the bottle to Josh with the words,
“Don’t bother prepping my slut of a boyfriend, he loves the pain just lube up your cock and give it to him rough”
Josh nodded and started to cover his dick with cool substance while Jack pushed a finger past Travis’ tight ring of muscles. The older boy gasped at the sensation, Jack held his finger still before slowly moving in and out, added another finger, twisting them, hearing all the profanities fall from the singer’s mouth. Josh finished coated his erection and grabbed Alex’s hips, the American boy’s legs hooked over the English boy’s shoulders. Josh sunk his cock slowly into the singer who hissed and squirmed about under Travis. Jack worked his fingers in and out of Travis, added a third making the singer gasp and swear,
“F-Fuck... Right there J-Jack!”
Jack grinned, pulling out his fingers he grabbed the container of lube and smoothed it over his inpatient dick. Aligning himself with the red head Jack pushed in very slowly, letting the singer adjust to the sudden change.
“Josh, move!” Alex begged the singer but Jack said,
“Not until I say, are you okay Clark?”
Travis nodded his bowed head of hair, bracing himself for whatever was coming next.
“3, 2, 1...” Jack winked at Josh who began, with Jack to thrust forward roughly. Alex’s hand’s found Jack’s which were wrapped around Travis’ hips. Both American singers began to pant, their submissive positions felt amazing, it felt so wrong, but so right.
“A-Alex, you f-feel so good!” Josh exclaimed loudly as he began to fuck the singer harder, listening to the moans falling from his lips. Jack angled his hips slightly different and had Travis crying out in incoherent noises.
“Alex, b-baby” Was all Jack had to say and Alex arched his back and took Travis’ cock into his moaning mouth. Travis squeaked in surprise, the feeling was overwhelming and then Josh kissed him, and he swore that was going to be the end of the world. Thank God it wasn’t though.
Alex shifted slightly under Travis, leaning up on his elbows so he could take more of the American singer into his throat. Jack was breathing hot and heavy as he muttered,
“Travis, Alex n-needs some...Ah-attention”
Travis didn’t know how he did it but he balanced on one arm and wrapped his left hand around Alex’s aching untouched cock making the singer groan onto his own erection, sending sparks though his body harsh and overpowering.
“I-I’m g-gonna...” Travis managed to get out as he messily jerked Alex faster, Jack slamming into his prostate twice mouth before he came into Alex’s mouth. Jack followed straight after, sweat covering his body as he pulled out to watch the three boys in front of him.
Alex was now laying flat out on his back, his legs draped over Josh’s shoulder who was pounding him relentlessly. Travis was collapsed next to Alex, still wanking his boyfriend faithfully.
“A little to the left Joshy” Was all Jack had to say and Alex screamed out his name coming in Travis’ hand over his own stomach, his muscles squeezing Josh’s orgasm from his body, waves of pleasure washing over his worn body, pulling out of Alex slowly.
All was silent.
Then Jack laughed,
“You know me and Alex wouldn’t have said anything anyway?”
Josh exchanged a look with Travis before they both burst into laughter simultaneously.
Travis grinned a ridiculously wide smile, to think, it all started with a Down But Not Out shirt...