Far From Home
Dec. 3rd, 2022 12:48 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shadowhiveFar From Home
Pairing: Cameron Boyer/Maxx Danziger
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Sexytimes
Notes: I blame seeing Weathers at Set It Off and the singer being so hot and having such an awesome stage presence. Alas it seems there’s no Weathers content out there so this might be the first fic with Cameron out there. (Which is a shame cause he’s hot and pretty and…)
It was an amazing feeling, being able to play in another country for the first time. Yeah it was overwhelming too, especially being in the support slot on a tour which had the worst luck in history. However things seemed to be going pretty well. The crowd were really enthusiastic, and he’d met so many people at the merch stall between the sets. He was certain that they’d managed to gain new fans, which he felt so pleased about.
If someone were to ask him what his favourite part of this tour was, he’d have said both of those things: performing on stage and meeting fans. However on this tour there was third thing, which came pretty close.
The show was over, not just for Weathers but for Set It Off as well. Cameron watched from the side of the stage as the boys made their way offstage, him giving each of them a smile and a nod. The one he was waiting for though was Maxx, the drummer, who had left his drum kit to throw a few drumsticks into the waiting crowd.
As soon as he was done the green haired drummer came over to him, a wide grin on his sweaty face. Clearly he’d had as much fun as Cameron had earlier. “Hey!”
“Hey yourself.” Cameron returned his smile as he spoke, making sure to be loud enough to hear over the crowd. He wanted to kiss him right now, but he wasn’t sure if they’d be seen. “Let’s go.” He led him away from the stage, back towards the dressing rooms. Cameron knew that the rest of the band had already packed up their stuff and were back on the bus, so their one would be unoccupied for now. Cameron made a beeline for their room.
As soon as he arrived Cameron pushed open the door, after making sure it was the one with Weathers stuck to it, stepping inside and flicking the light on. As expected the other guys had already gone, taking their things with them but leaving Cameron’s bag behind. Perfect.
Satisfied, he turned on his heel, pushing Maxx against the closed door and kissing him hungrily. Maxx groaned into his mouth, responding by wrapping his arms around him and holding on.
“So needy.” Cameron whispered when they parted for air, his lip quirking into a smirk. “You looked so hot out there though.” He traced his fingers along Maxx’s strong arms, his skin covered in a sheen of sweat. He wondered, not for the first time, what it would be like to be pinned down by them.
Maybe he’d find out before the tour was over.
“Thanks.” Maxx replied with an easy smile, squirming against the wood of the door. “You did too earlier.” He wasn’t surprised, he’d thought he’d glimpsed him a view times between songs. Thanks.” Cameron grinned, kissing him again briefly, grinding his hips against him. He could feel how hard Maxx was, even through both of their pants. “Doesn’t take much to get you all worked up huh?” He whispered the words, fingers still trailing along his exposed skin. He was wearing far too much. “Why don’t you be good and get out of those sweaty clothes.”
And with that he stepped away, albeit reluctantly, to give him space to do just that.
It took him a few moments to get started but once he did his clothes were shed in a blur. His tee, drenched in sweat, was tossed one way, while his pants and boxers were pushed down then kicked aside, leaving him exposed. All that remained were his shoes, but that didn’t matter, he could leave them on.
Cameron’s gaze was drawn up his legs, both almost as sweaty as the rest of him, to his cock, aching hard and eager. Maxx wasn’t huge, but he wasn’t small either. Maxx’s hands, though, weren’t on his cock or by his sides, they were behind himself and it took Cameron a few moments to realise he what he was doing. His suspicion was confirmed when, a few moments later, Maxx revealed that he’d pulled out a plug from his ass.
He couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh, especially because the colour was close to the shade of Maxx’s current hair, although it was a bit brighter. “When did you get that?”
“Before the last gig. There was a sex store just around the corner from the venue.” Maxx grinned, clearly proud of himself and it made Cameron wonder if he’d been purposely searching for one. He couldn’t help but wonder if he got anything else from there. The thought was soon chased away by another: that Maxx must have been wearing that plug through the whole set, maybe even earlier. “Figured it’d save time.”
“Good boy.” Cameron replied with a slight smirk, pushing aside those questions that had bubbled into his mind. He could get answers from them later, but for now. “Let’s see how well it’s worked.” Maxx flash’s him another bright grin, before nodding and turning around, reaching back and spreading his cheeks.
He could see the hole twitching from where he stood and it looked so open, so needy. He definitely wouldn’t need fingering, which made Cameron chuckle. “No wonder you were so desperate, having that in you all night.” He stepped over to his bag, unzipping one of the side pockets and pulling out the lube he’d stored there. It was only a small tube, but half of it was gone already mostly due to Maxx. He set the tube down on the table, reaching to tug his fly down and then push his pants down. He wasn’t going to take them off fully, just enough so he could push his boxers down and get his cock out. Not wanting to waste any time he grabbed the lube again, squeezing some over his dick and giving it a few pumps to spread it over it.
Only when he was satisfied did Cameron drop the lube on his bag and cross the distance over to where Maxx stood against the wall. “So eager.” He chuckled softly as Maxx wiggled his ass slightly, enough to be inviting. He made a mental note, that he would surely forget, to tell Cody or Zach once the tour was over what a slut their drummer was. Any sooner though and he might get competition and he didn’t want that, though it was a hot image to think of how Maxx would look used and covered in cum.
Cameron took ahold of his cock at the base, lined it up with his hole and then thrust inside. Maxx let out a needy moan, his hands moving to the wall, bracing himself against it. It was hot, the way his fingers spreads across the chipped paint, the bright colours of his nails a nice contrast to the pale blue wall. The singer let out a groan of his own once he was balls deep inside him, savouring the feeling of his Maxx twitched around him.
He didn’t stay still for long, grabbing Maxx’s green hair and yanking his head to the side so he could sink his teeth into his neck as he started moving. He didn’t bite hard enough to taste blood, but it would be enough to leave a mark. After a few movements of his hips he switched from biting to licking, bring his other hand to hold onto his hip. He held on tight, enjoying the desperate, needy sounds Maxx made from his movements. It was like music almost and Cameron wondered if anyone had ever made music with someone’s moans.
Someone probably had, but he bet they didn’t sound half as pretty as Maxx did.
After a couple move thrusts he stopped focussing on his neck, shifting up to breath hotly in his ear. “I bet having that plug inside you got you so worked up. I bet you were hard the whole. Set weren’t you?” Maxx moaned in response and he felt his head shift as he tried to nod against Cameron’s grip. In response he held tighter on his hair, smirking. “You know they have plugs that vibrate, I bet if yours did your boxers would be stained like a work of art.” Maxx’s moan was more strangled then, especially when Cameron slammed into him. “I bet you’d like that huh? Desperate little thing.” He shifted the hand from his hip, curling his fingers around his shaft and starting to stroke. He had considered teasing him more, drawing it out, but he instead decided to reward his initiative.
“I bet it won’t even take much to get you to shoot your load, to cum all over this wall.” He gave his cock a light squeeze, sliding his cock up and down. “Just know that when I’m done you’ll have to be good and lick it all up like a good boy.”
“Y… yeah…” Maxx stammered, voice breathless and needy. “Please…”
Cameron chuckled, swiping his tongue along his neck. “Do it then, cum for me.” His thrusts became rougher, knowing that the drummer could take it, knowing that’s what he wanted. He knew it wouldn’t take him long and he didn’t blame him. He wasn’t sure he could take having a plug for however long he had, especially while sitting as well, but it made him curious to try.
Maxx cried out in pleasure and Cameron had just enough time to glance down and see him cum, spilling hard across the wall. It was pretty, the way the pearly fluid stuck to the paint and he just might have to take a picture before Maxx got to work removing it.
“That’s a good boy.” He whispered softly, loosening his grip to pet his hair instead. The way his insides were twitching around him was driving him crazy and he knew he wasn’t going to last much longer himself. “You’re so pretty when you cum you know that? I should just tie you down one day and play with you until can’t take anymore.”
It would be hot to hook up with him back home, where there was no time restraints without having to worry about getting called for the bus or onstage. That way he could just take his time, having as much fun with him as he wanted. He thought Maxx would look pretty hot bound, or covered in marks or with his fist up his ass.
That was the downside of tour hookups, they were hot as hell but could be so limiting at the same time.
He didn’t say anything else to Maxx, instead losing himself into the thrusts, while resuming kissing and licking at his neck. Only when he could feel himself get close did he speak again, purring against the sweaty skin. “Gonna fill you up, just like you deserve.”
He lasted three more thrusts before cumming, spilling deep inside of him while biting as his neck. This time he did taste blood, not much but enough to make everything feel even more intense. He let go of him when he was done, swiping his tongue across the barely noticeable wound. “Good boy.” He whispered, kissing his neck one last time as he pulled out all of the way, sighing softly once he was fully out.
The plug was, thankfully, within easy reach, so he grabbed it and pushed the green rubber back inside him, smirking at the satisfied sound he made. “There we go, you can keep that in till next time.” He pulled his own boxers and pants up, tugging himself away with a smile. “And do let me know if it gets you worked up again.”
He pulled his phone out of his pocket, taking a picture of the stain on the wall once Maxx sank to his knees, then he ruffled his hair and went to put his stuff away. Yeah, hee definitely have to have fun with him once they got back home.
Pairing: Cameron Boyer/Maxx Danziger
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Sexytimes
Notes: I blame seeing Weathers at Set It Off and the singer being so hot and having such an awesome stage presence. Alas it seems there’s no Weathers content out there so this might be the first fic with Cameron out there. (Which is a shame cause he’s hot and pretty and…)
It was an amazing feeling, being able to play in another country for the first time. Yeah it was overwhelming too, especially being in the support slot on a tour which had the worst luck in history. However things seemed to be going pretty well. The crowd were really enthusiastic, and he’d met so many people at the merch stall between the sets. He was certain that they’d managed to gain new fans, which he felt so pleased about.
If someone were to ask him what his favourite part of this tour was, he’d have said both of those things: performing on stage and meeting fans. However on this tour there was third thing, which came pretty close.
The show was over, not just for Weathers but for Set It Off as well. Cameron watched from the side of the stage as the boys made their way offstage, him giving each of them a smile and a nod. The one he was waiting for though was Maxx, the drummer, who had left his drum kit to throw a few drumsticks into the waiting crowd.
As soon as he was done the green haired drummer came over to him, a wide grin on his sweaty face. Clearly he’d had as much fun as Cameron had earlier. “Hey!”
“Hey yourself.” Cameron returned his smile as he spoke, making sure to be loud enough to hear over the crowd. He wanted to kiss him right now, but he wasn’t sure if they’d be seen. “Let’s go.” He led him away from the stage, back towards the dressing rooms. Cameron knew that the rest of the band had already packed up their stuff and were back on the bus, so their one would be unoccupied for now. Cameron made a beeline for their room.
As soon as he arrived Cameron pushed open the door, after making sure it was the one with Weathers stuck to it, stepping inside and flicking the light on. As expected the other guys had already gone, taking their things with them but leaving Cameron’s bag behind. Perfect.
Satisfied, he turned on his heel, pushing Maxx against the closed door and kissing him hungrily. Maxx groaned into his mouth, responding by wrapping his arms around him and holding on.
“So needy.” Cameron whispered when they parted for air, his lip quirking into a smirk. “You looked so hot out there though.” He traced his fingers along Maxx’s strong arms, his skin covered in a sheen of sweat. He wondered, not for the first time, what it would be like to be pinned down by them.
Maybe he’d find out before the tour was over.
“Thanks.” Maxx replied with an easy smile, squirming against the wood of the door. “You did too earlier.” He wasn’t surprised, he’d thought he’d glimpsed him a view times between songs. Thanks.” Cameron grinned, kissing him again briefly, grinding his hips against him. He could feel how hard Maxx was, even through both of their pants. “Doesn’t take much to get you all worked up huh?” He whispered the words, fingers still trailing along his exposed skin. He was wearing far too much. “Why don’t you be good and get out of those sweaty clothes.”
And with that he stepped away, albeit reluctantly, to give him space to do just that.
It took him a few moments to get started but once he did his clothes were shed in a blur. His tee, drenched in sweat, was tossed one way, while his pants and boxers were pushed down then kicked aside, leaving him exposed. All that remained were his shoes, but that didn’t matter, he could leave them on.
Cameron’s gaze was drawn up his legs, both almost as sweaty as the rest of him, to his cock, aching hard and eager. Maxx wasn’t huge, but he wasn’t small either. Maxx’s hands, though, weren’t on his cock or by his sides, they were behind himself and it took Cameron a few moments to realise he what he was doing. His suspicion was confirmed when, a few moments later, Maxx revealed that he’d pulled out a plug from his ass.
He couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh, especially because the colour was close to the shade of Maxx’s current hair, although it was a bit brighter. “When did you get that?”
“Before the last gig. There was a sex store just around the corner from the venue.” Maxx grinned, clearly proud of himself and it made Cameron wonder if he’d been purposely searching for one. He couldn’t help but wonder if he got anything else from there. The thought was soon chased away by another: that Maxx must have been wearing that plug through the whole set, maybe even earlier. “Figured it’d save time.”
“Good boy.” Cameron replied with a slight smirk, pushing aside those questions that had bubbled into his mind. He could get answers from them later, but for now. “Let’s see how well it’s worked.” Maxx flash’s him another bright grin, before nodding and turning around, reaching back and spreading his cheeks.
He could see the hole twitching from where he stood and it looked so open, so needy. He definitely wouldn’t need fingering, which made Cameron chuckle. “No wonder you were so desperate, having that in you all night.” He stepped over to his bag, unzipping one of the side pockets and pulling out the lube he’d stored there. It was only a small tube, but half of it was gone already mostly due to Maxx. He set the tube down on the table, reaching to tug his fly down and then push his pants down. He wasn’t going to take them off fully, just enough so he could push his boxers down and get his cock out. Not wanting to waste any time he grabbed the lube again, squeezing some over his dick and giving it a few pumps to spread it over it.
Only when he was satisfied did Cameron drop the lube on his bag and cross the distance over to where Maxx stood against the wall. “So eager.” He chuckled softly as Maxx wiggled his ass slightly, enough to be inviting. He made a mental note, that he would surely forget, to tell Cody or Zach once the tour was over what a slut their drummer was. Any sooner though and he might get competition and he didn’t want that, though it was a hot image to think of how Maxx would look used and covered in cum.
Cameron took ahold of his cock at the base, lined it up with his hole and then thrust inside. Maxx let out a needy moan, his hands moving to the wall, bracing himself against it. It was hot, the way his fingers spreads across the chipped paint, the bright colours of his nails a nice contrast to the pale blue wall. The singer let out a groan of his own once he was balls deep inside him, savouring the feeling of his Maxx twitched around him.
He didn’t stay still for long, grabbing Maxx’s green hair and yanking his head to the side so he could sink his teeth into his neck as he started moving. He didn’t bite hard enough to taste blood, but it would be enough to leave a mark. After a few movements of his hips he switched from biting to licking, bring his other hand to hold onto his hip. He held on tight, enjoying the desperate, needy sounds Maxx made from his movements. It was like music almost and Cameron wondered if anyone had ever made music with someone’s moans.
Someone probably had, but he bet they didn’t sound half as pretty as Maxx did.
After a couple move thrusts he stopped focussing on his neck, shifting up to breath hotly in his ear. “I bet having that plug inside you got you so worked up. I bet you were hard the whole. Set weren’t you?” Maxx moaned in response and he felt his head shift as he tried to nod against Cameron’s grip. In response he held tighter on his hair, smirking. “You know they have plugs that vibrate, I bet if yours did your boxers would be stained like a work of art.” Maxx’s moan was more strangled then, especially when Cameron slammed into him. “I bet you’d like that huh? Desperate little thing.” He shifted the hand from his hip, curling his fingers around his shaft and starting to stroke. He had considered teasing him more, drawing it out, but he instead decided to reward his initiative.
“I bet it won’t even take much to get you to shoot your load, to cum all over this wall.” He gave his cock a light squeeze, sliding his cock up and down. “Just know that when I’m done you’ll have to be good and lick it all up like a good boy.”
“Y… yeah…” Maxx stammered, voice breathless and needy. “Please…”
Cameron chuckled, swiping his tongue along his neck. “Do it then, cum for me.” His thrusts became rougher, knowing that the drummer could take it, knowing that’s what he wanted. He knew it wouldn’t take him long and he didn’t blame him. He wasn’t sure he could take having a plug for however long he had, especially while sitting as well, but it made him curious to try.
Maxx cried out in pleasure and Cameron had just enough time to glance down and see him cum, spilling hard across the wall. It was pretty, the way the pearly fluid stuck to the paint and he just might have to take a picture before Maxx got to work removing it.
“That’s a good boy.” He whispered softly, loosening his grip to pet his hair instead. The way his insides were twitching around him was driving him crazy and he knew he wasn’t going to last much longer himself. “You’re so pretty when you cum you know that? I should just tie you down one day and play with you until can’t take anymore.”
It would be hot to hook up with him back home, where there was no time restraints without having to worry about getting called for the bus or onstage. That way he could just take his time, having as much fun with him as he wanted. He thought Maxx would look pretty hot bound, or covered in marks or with his fist up his ass.
That was the downside of tour hookups, they were hot as hell but could be so limiting at the same time.
He didn’t say anything else to Maxx, instead losing himself into the thrusts, while resuming kissing and licking at his neck. Only when he could feel himself get close did he speak again, purring against the sweaty skin. “Gonna fill you up, just like you deserve.”
He lasted three more thrusts before cumming, spilling deep inside of him while biting as his neck. This time he did taste blood, not much but enough to make everything feel even more intense. He let go of him when he was done, swiping his tongue across the barely noticeable wound. “Good boy.” He whispered, kissing his neck one last time as he pulled out all of the way, sighing softly once he was fully out.
The plug was, thankfully, within easy reach, so he grabbed it and pushed the green rubber back inside him, smirking at the satisfied sound he made. “There we go, you can keep that in till next time.” He pulled his own boxers and pants up, tugging himself away with a smile. “And do let me know if it gets you worked up again.”
He pulled his phone out of his pocket, taking a picture of the stain on the wall once Maxx sank to his knees, then he ruffled his hair and went to put his stuff away. Yeah, hee definitely have to have fun with him once they got back home.
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Date: 2022-12-03 02:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-12-03 04:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-12-05 05:55 pm (UTC)I like that it was immediately just a 'thing' for them to all start fucking backstage, and Cameron just expecting it to happen now that shows were happening again!
The way he was so eager to take Maxx was amazing, clearly he can't be resisted ;) And I loved that he was just ready for Cameron to start domming him by putting a plug inside himself ready!
Does make me wonder what they might get up to on the last night of the tour, where Cameron doesn't have to hold back so much!
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Date: 2022-12-05 06:36 pm (UTC)Yeah, I figured it would’ve started earlier in the tour (or maybe even before it started?) and it just, became a thing.
Yeah! Maxx is just so pretty he deserved to get railed and wrecked (alas there’s hardly any fic with him). Of course😏 (fun fact the plug part is at least partly inspired by the fact the Birmingham venue has a sex store right around the corner!)
Of course! I might do something with them post tour if I get inspired (since the tour actually finished just the other day!) or maybe something because it was Cameron’s birthday during the tour so…
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Date: 2022-12-05 08:18 pm (UTC)Haha, if you ever write a fic that takes place in Wolverhampton/KK's Steel Mill, there's also a sex shop round the corner from there!
Hell yeah do it! And Cameron deserves a birthday treat, heh.
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Date: 2022-12-05 08:31 pm (UTC)Oh it’s funny you say that one of my bands is you’re next year and they’re one I think would like that….
He definitely deserves one!