shadowhive | We Stand Up Part 1

We Stand Up
Pairing: Brandon Saller/Matt Tuck, Brandon Saller/Moose, Brandon Saller/Padge, Brandon Saller/Jay James, Brandon Saller/Darran Smith, Brandon Saller/Alex Varkatzas
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: blow jobs, implied abuse
Notes: So when I suggested a Reunion prompt for

carrythefire there was a slight idea in the back of my head that’s kinda stuck so I’m doing this to get it out (the Atreyu thing is contagious!) originally this thought was gonna be the reunion side but I decided it’s best to show how they were before too. And then the ending became a whole extra thing oop
(I’ll edit in pics later I’m too tired to now)

Part 1

“Now, I expect you to be on your best behaviour and show these guys the same respect you’d show me.” Alex hissed in Brandon’s ear as he shoved him down the backstage corridor. “Even that insufferable prick of a singer. You understand?”

“Yes Alex.” Brandon replied softly, knowing he didn’t really have a choice in the matter.

Alex grinned, then pushed open the door to Bullet For My Valentine’s dressing room. The four of them were all there and Matt gave them a slightly annoyed look at being interrupted. “Sorry for the intrusion guys, but I just wanted to show you guys some appreciation for bringing us on tour with you.”

“Oh?” Matt’s expression instantly changed, at the mention of appreciation. “And what did you have in mind?”

“My drummer here.” He patted Brandon on the back, as if they wouldn’t know who he was. “Is quite the cocksucker, so I thought that you might appreciate using him for to yourself.” Brandon felt his cheeks heat up at his words and he found that he couldn’t even look at the other men.

“Well I’m not one to turn down a free blow job.” Matt replied and he could practically hear the way he was grinning. “And I’m sure Moose and Padge would be appreciative too.” He heard murders of agreement from the other two men and he couldn’t help but glance over at Jay, wondering why his name was left out. “But as for Jay, he’s more interested in slurping dick.” Now it was the bassists’s turn to blush and look away. “So why doesn’t he suck you instead as an exchange of sorts. After all you have been a decent opening act.”

“Thank you. I’d love to.”

Brandon heard Matt click his fingers at Jay, who gave him his full attention. “Go on then, do what you’re best at.” Jay merely nodded and moved across the room over to Alex, while Matt stepped closer to Brandon. “As for you, get on your knees. You’re getting my dick first.”

“Yes sir.” Brandon nodded, sinking down to his knees in front of him, bringing his hands up and undoing his flies. He felt a little nervous, as this was the first time Alex had decided to share him with someone and he knew he would have to do good job as he had a feeling he’d be punished if he did.

Brandon pushed Matt’s pants and boxers down to reveal his dick. He was a similar sort of size to Alex, which was to say he was very small. That definitely explained his attitude as well. He hadn’t spent much time with the Bullet guys, despite being on tour with them, but Matt seemed to have the same ego that Alex did. He didn’t think on it much more though, parting his lips and taking him fully in his mouth.

The fact he was the same size of Alex meant he knew exactly what to with him, employing the same technique he’d use for him. He kept his lips tight around the base of the Welshman’s cock, twisting his tongue around it him. As he was so small he didn’t bother to move, staying where he was and giving him his best needy look.

Above him Matt was smirking, loud moans leaving his lips. “Oh he’s definitely good with his mouth.” His hands were in Brandon’s hair, gripping onto it and holding him in place. Brandon moaned, drooling a little around him like he knew Alex liked and Matt let out another moan. “Fuck, he’s loving it, don’t worry I’ll give you what you want soon.”

Brandon, licked around his cock and he could already taste salty precum on his tongue. He increased his suction a little more and the grip on his hair tightened, Matt letting out a loud groan as he shot down his throat. Brandon easily swallowed it all down, making sure to keep a smile on his face when Matt pushed him off his dick.

“I can see why Alex keeps you around.” He smirked as he breathlessly pulled his pants back up, stepping aside. “Moose you’re up.”

The band’s drummer stepped into view and he was undoing his pants so when he was in Matt’s place he had his dick out. He was bigger than Matt, which admittedly wasn’t saying much, but he was a decent size. Brandon offered him a slight smile, then took him into his mouth.

Like with Matt, Brandon was able to take him fully in one go, although this time he moved up and down along him, making Moose groan. He was quieter than Matt and, when his hands found their way to Brandon’s hair, he just stroked instead of holding his head down.

Brandon set his own pace, bobbing along his cock steadily while also twisting his tongue against his shaft. Every movement made the other moan and he was glad that at least he had a bit more stamina than Matt so he could at least get into it more.

Out of the corner of his eye he saw that Jay was on his knees just like he was, with his lips around Alex, making him moan loudly. His hands with in Jay’s hair, holding his head down in place and he was pretty sure that he would be cumming soon.

Moose’s hands in his hair tugged on his hair and he returned his full attention to sucking him off. “Fuck you really are good with your mouth.” Moose groaned above him, his hips jerking against his face. “You better swallow it all down.” Brandon nodded as best he could, bracing himself as he squeezed his lips around him.

It took a few more bobs of his head until Moose was shooting into his mouth. He swallowed every drop of the salty fluid, keeping his mouth open wide when Moose slipped from his lips. “Good boy.” He whispered, giving his hair a pat before stepping away and it made Brandon feel strange to be praised like that. Alex hardly ever gave him any praise at all, even from performing, and the simple praise made him long for more.

Before he had chance to think anymore on it Padge stepped took Moose’s place. His dick was already out and he suspected he’d been jerking off watching them. He was even bigger than Moose and Brandon wondered if that was the reason he’d been left till last. Padge gave him a slight smile, which Brandon returned, before getting to work on him.

He wasn’t able to take him down fully right away, but after a few bob’s of his head he had his lips wrapped around the base. He gave it a squeeze with his lips, enjoying the stretch of it, then he resumed sliding up and down along his length.

As Padge moaned above he started humming around, looking up at him and enjoying the look of pleasure on his face. The guitarist’s eyes were half lidded, his lips parting from every moan that left them and Brandon felt a slight surge of pride that he was causing him to look like that. Somehow it felt more satisfying seeing Padge look that way than it ever did with Alex, same with how Moose, or even Matt had looked earlier. He now wished that Alex had let him be used like this sooner, or if this would be a thing that would happen on other tours.

At the start of this he’d hoped it would be a one off but now?

One of Padge’s hands went to his hair, tangling in his locks as he moaned. “Fuck Brandon…” His hips thrust against the drummers face and he was cumming, painting the back of his throat just like his bandmates before him. He patted his hair, a wide smile on his lips as he pushed Brandon’s head off his cock. “Thanks that was…”

He didn’t have time to enjoy or process the praise as Matt pushed him away and for a moment Brandon wondered him he’d have to suck the frontman off again. There was a smirk on his face, a glint in his eyes that made him feel unease, because it was so similar to what he saw from Alex. “We were thinking that you cocksuckers had deserve a little fun together.” Alex came into view, dragging Jay over by the hair.

“Yeah, we want you both to kiss.” Alex grinned as he dragged Jay over until he was in front of Brandon. His eyes were slightly teary from the rough treatment and he felt a bit sorry for him. “Go on, do it.”

It was Jay that leaned in as soon as Alex let go of his hair, his lips brushing against Brandon’s. Brandon parted his lips, letting Jay slip his tongue into his mouth. The kiss was completely unlike anything from Alex, who just used the rare kisses he gave Brandon as a sign of dominance. It was almost shy and he wondered if Jay was as unused to kisses as he was.

The moment was ruined a bit by the way he heard Alex and Matt jeering at them, though Brandon tried to ignore it. He lapped at Jay’s tongue, tasting the remnants of Alex’s cum on it, as he was sure Jay could taste his bandmates. As they kissed Brandon reached up, trailing his fingers down Jay’s chest, an action that Jay mirrored. Brandon groaned against his lips as his fingers arrived at Jay’s crotch, feeling his bulge and he felt bigger than he had expected. Jay gasped against his lips as his fingers arrived at Brandon’s cock, his eyes going slightly wide.

He felt Jay slowly undo the zipper of his fly as they kept kissing, tongues lapping at each other and there was something about his touch that made Brandon ache. When his zipper was fully undone Jay got his dick out and only then did he break the kiss, his eyes widening again. “You’re so big.” He whispered, his voice soft as he looked at him.

Brandon felt himself flush at the look he was being given, feeling embarrassed by it. He was easily the biggest dick in the room, but he hadn’t used it. Alex did his best to ignore it, calling him a freak whenever he did acknowledge it.

“You must really like sucking dick to be doing this when you’re so packing… I’d love to take it sometime.” Jays voice was soft and his voice sounded so awed. Was he drooling? Brandon wasn’t sure if he was it if it was just from the kiss.

“Enough of that.” Alex growled, his hand suddenly in Brandon’s hair, yanking him away. “Put that freakish thing away and get all such thoughts out of your head, we’re leaving.” Brandon flushed and tucked his dick away, tucking himself away and zipping himself back up. Alex didn’t say another word to the others, pulling him out of the room and he had a feeling he was going to be punished for it. The last thing he saw was Jay giving him an apologetic look.

***

While Alex’s words, followed by his harsh punishment, made it clear that his dick was not going anywhere near anyone’s holes and he should not even think about it, he couldn’t help but think about it.it felt like a seed had been planted in his head and he thought often about Jay’s offer and what he would look like sucking him off.

Alex kept him on a fair tight leash for the next few tours,making sure that he wasn’t left alone and him being even allowed to suck others off had been a one off for Bullet.

But the thoughts persisted and he couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like, not just to get sucked off but maybe even to fuck somone.

He hoped that one day he would be able to slip away from Alex so he could find out what it was like. Maybe at a festival where it would be so busy and distracting for him. Maybe he’d even get a chance with Jay at some point.

***

Despite being on the same bill a couple of festivals, Brandon never actually got a chance to hookup with Jay. He wasn’t sure if it was just bad luck, because festivals were big busy places, or if it was because of Matt being a dick and keeping them apart. He’d wondered a lot after that first day if Matt was as controlling over Jay as Alex was over him and he couldn’t get away as a result. Maybe he was wrong though and Matt was t as much of a dick as Alex was.

“Hey, you’re Brandon right?” The accent was familiar, though he couldn’t place it and when he looked at the source, it was a men with jet black hair that looked kind of familiar. “I’m Darran, from Funeral For A Friend. Jay asked me to look you up.”

“Jay…” Brandon smiled at the mention of his name and he nodded, offering his hand to shake. “Yeah I’m Brandon. How is he?”

Darran shook it with a slight smile. “Oh you know, he’s the same as always being screwed around by Tuck. I hope one day he’ll be rid of him.” He seemed genuinely annoyed by that, so Brandon guessed he was right with his assessment about Matt. “He told me to keep an eye out for you.” He leaned in, lowering his voice a little after looking around. “He says you’re packing.”

Brandon felt his cheeks heat up and he nodded. “Yeah.”

Darran grinned at him, looking him up nc down, his gaze lingering on his crotch before returning to his face. “Fancy going somewhere more private, if you want of course?”

“Yeah, I’d like that.” Brandon nodded, not even needing to think on it. After all he’d been wanting a chance for this, why would he turn it down?

***

They ended up at the Funeral For A Friend’s dressing room since it was close and thankfully it was empty. As soon as they were inside and the door was locked Darran got down on his knees before him.

His fingers worked to undo his flies, and he did it with such speed and ease that he wondered if he was his band’s designated slut. He didn’t have a chance to answer as he got his dick out, gasping soft as he reached for it, giving it a few strokes to get him to full hardness.

“Wow he wasn’t kidding, you really are packing!” His eyes were wide as he looked at his erection and Brandon blushed again.

“It’s not too big is it? You don’t have to do this if you don’t want…”

“Are you kidding? Sure it’s the biggest I’ve ever seen but I’ll take it as a challenge.” Darran flashed him a grin, licking his lips. “How about you is this ok with you?”

He was caught off guard because he’d never really been asked that before, but there was no hesitation in his mind. “Yeah I want this.”

“Great!” Darran grinned and he opened his mouth taking him into it. The sensation was overwhelming. His mouth was so warm, so wet and his lips felt so good around him. Darran took him halfway into his mouth in one go and he felt him take a breath through his nose.

Darran started to move his head, taking more of him each time he went down. All Brandon could do was watch and it was strangely hot watching him struggle to take him yet be so determined to as well.

After several minutes Darran finally got him fully down his throat, his eyes glistening and drool escaping from his lips. Brandon felt him gag a little around him and he was tempted to push him off, but Darran started to move at a slow and steady pace.

“Fuck…” Brandon whispered, the word stuttering as it left his lips. “You feel so… fuck.”

Darran looked up at him and he flicked his tongue against the underside of his dick, making him gasp in pleasure. It was all so much and he could definitely see why people enjoyed this.

“I… I think I’m close.” He gasped after a few more bobs of his head and Darran squeezed his lips and hummed around him. The vibration was enough to tip him over and he came, crying out his name as he saw stars.

He was panting heavily, his thighs trembling as Darran pulled off him, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “Holy shit.” He whispered, grinning up at him. “I hope it was as good for you as it was for me.”

“Yeah that was… fuck.” Brandon couldn’t really think much right now, but he knew that he was definitely going to do that again. “Do you need me to get you off? I’d be happy to return the favour.”

“No, it’s ok.” Darran smiled, getting to his feet shakily. “Not that I don’t want to, but…” Now it was his turn blush. “I came in my trousers while I was sucking you off.”

“Oh!” Brandon felt an odd bit of pride at that. “Well I’m glad, that was amazing thank you.”

“Thank you too.” Darran grinned, tucking Brandon away and doing his flies up. “Now I dunno about you, but I could use a cold drink after that.”

“Yeah I’d like that too.”

We Stand Up Part 1

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