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shadowhive) wrote2024-05-27 11:19 pm
shadowhive) wrote2024-05-27 11:19 pm
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Like Old Times
Like Old Times
Pairing: Ben Bruce/Danny Worsnop
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: Kinktober 3: Bukkake (though I guess it’s not cause it’s just one person here and the implication of more later)
Warnings: Blow jobs
Notes: So originally I started this a few months back with the intention of it being ‘a bunch of slam dunk guys use Danny’ but I only finished the Ben part and got sidetracked. And now the event has happened and Ben was actually there and since I’d already done the opening with Ben in mind I reworked it slightly so I could finally post it (I might still do a follow up with other guys though)
Danny always loved it when he got to play a festival. It didn’t matter if it was in Asking, or Harlot, or solo, they were always a lot of fun. It was a chance to check out new bands, catch up with some old friends as well as make new ones. However that wasn’t his favourite part.
Slam Dunk was a two day festival, with the first date in the south of England and the second in the north. He’d spent the morning of the first day milling around, checking out some of the bands and catching up with people before Asking’s set. As soon as their set was done he’d made his way to Asking’s dressing room. It hadn’t been necessary for them as they’d been content to get ready on the bus, which meant it was good for his purposes now.
As soon as he stepped into the room Danny started removing his clothing, tossing them onto the sofa. He was sweaty from performing of course, but he didn’t wanna bother showering. After all what was the point, he was just gonna end up getting messy anyway, at least he would if things went as well as he was hoping.
“You know, I’m going to miss this.” He smiled as he turned to see Ben, who had come with him. Ben had decided to come to the set, watching from the sidelines. When Ben had said he’d come he had tried to convince him to join him onstage, even just for one song but to no avail.
His original plan had been for Cameron to come with him, but since Ben was here he’d asked if he wanted to do this for old times sake. He had a feeling Cameron was happy about that, as he was sure he had other plans in mind.
“Well you’re always welcome to come back.” Danny flashed him grin, reaching down to undo his flies, shaking his hips so his trousers fell to the ground. He would always welcome Ben back and he knew the others would to, but this wasn’t the time to try to convince him.. “And I’m always gonna be like this.” He gestured to himself as he kicked his trousers and underwear away and Ben rolled his eyes.
“Yeah of course you are.” Danny flashed him another grin, ducking down and removing his shoes, watching as Ben went to his bag. The guitarist unzipped it, setting a bottle of lube down on the table, before feeling around inside. “You sure you’re gonna be ok doing this on your own, I can stay if you want.”
Danny laughed softly, sinking down to his knees in the middle of the room. “I’ve done this plenty of times now and I don’t require supervision. Though if you really want to watch don’t let me stop you.” Danny waggled his eyebrows and he saw Ben roll his eyes again, a fond smile on his lips.
“I’ve got better things to do than watch you be a degenerate.” He came over to Danny, moving behind him. “Come on, hands behind you.” Danny did as he was told and, as soon as he did, he felt something wrap around his wrists. It was a basic thing as restraints went, just a strap with Velcro to hold it together but that was good enough for him. He didn’t want a repeat of that time at warped where he’d got cuffed and lost the key. This way if someone wanted him in a different position it’d be easy to do or, if he wanted, he could remove them himself. “That good?”
Danny wiggled his wrists a bit, moving around his fingers so he could touch the end of the strap if he needed to get out of them. “Yeah it’s good, could be tighter though.”
Ben stepped back in front of him and, again, rolled his eyes. “If it was up to you you’d be in heavy duty bondage gear that would take up an equipment case.” Danny tried to feign innocence at the accusation, though his cock twitched at the mere suggestion. “You really are such a slut.”
“I am.” Danny replied with a grin. “That’s what makes me so loveable.” Ben snorted, but there was a fond look on his face that clearly betrayed him. “Fancy being the first?” Danny parted his lips wide, wiggling his tongue seductively.
“You look ridiculous.” Ben laughed, but his hands went between his legs, undoing the button and zipper of his fly. Soon his underwear was pushed down and his dick was out, already half hard. Danny resisted the urge to comment, instead just licking his lips as Ben stepped in front of him. “Go on then.”
Danny took his friend’s familiar cock into his mouth and quickly set to work pleasing him. His tongue twirled around him in just the ways he knew he liked, and soon he was fully hard in his mouth, moaning softly above him.
Danny smiled around him, starting to bob up and down his length. His friend had a nice sized cock, probably about average and Danny had loved to give it attention when he could. He looked up as Ben tangled his hand in his hair, gripping it and tugging on it in just the way Danny liked.
“Fuck.” Ben moaned, rocking his hips slightly against his mouth which caused Danny to stop his movements. The hand in his hair held him in place and Ben took over, fucking his face and making him moan. “You really are such slut, I’m gonna miss your filthy whore mouth.” Danny groaned around him, wiggling his tongue against the underside of his dick.
After a few more minutes of pleasing the guitarist Ben pulled out, soft pants leaving his lips. “Where do you want it?”
“Over my face.” Danny replied without hesitation with a grin.
Ben chuckled softly, keeping one hand tight in his hair while bringing his other to his cock, starting to stroke his slick shaft right away. “You’re such a desperate little slut, I know you’re gonna be a right state by the time the night’s up.” Danny let out a soft moan, because he certainly hoped so. He looked between Ben’s face and his hand stroking himself, watching as he stroked himself a little faster, no doubt getting close. He almost started giving him a few words of encouragement, but he let out a soft gasp and came over his face before he could. Most of the cum landed on his lips and chin, though he wiped his sticky head across his forehead, leaving a sticky trail.
“There, now you look more slutty.” Ben grinned down at him, as he let go of his hair, petting it roundly before pulling his underwear and trousers up. “Is there anything you need me to do before I go?” He asked as he zipped his flies back up.
Danny thought for a moment, his tongue darting across his lips to taste some of his cum. “Yeah, a collar. And I made some signs to stick up, in the front of the bag.”
Ben went back to his bag and got out the collar, then unfolded the two paper signs that he’d hastily written earlier. “Wow you are just…” He shook his head in amusement, holding them both up for him. “I assume one is for the door and one in here.”
“Yeah, just put the one on the wall behind me so it’s visible.”
“Sure.” Ben grabbed some tape, pulling some off and sticking it onto the wall behind him. Danny didn’t need to look at it to remember what it said. ‘Free use whore, no limits, cum on his face, safe word is psycho’. The one for the door was much simpler, announcing that there was a ‘Free use whore inside’. “You really are something else.”
“Yeah I am.” Danny grinned up at him as Ben wrapped the collar around his throat, buckling it in place. He liked how it felt since he felt it was further evidence of him being the depraved slut he was inside. “And you love me for it.”
Ben rolled his eyes, but there was that fondness there as well. “I’m gonna go hang out with the others. You sure you’re gonna be ok here?”
“Yeah of course I’m sure.” Now it was Danny’s turn to roll his eyes, even though he was touched by the concern. “Go, have fun and spread the word I’m here too.”
“You make me sound like I’m your pimp.” Ben laughed grabbing the other sign to tape to the door outside. “I’ll see you in a few hours.”
“Yeah I’ll see you then, that is if I can with all the loads on my face!” Ben snorted, shook his head and left the room and Danny could hear him add the sign to the door before going.
Pairing: Ben Bruce/Danny Worsnop
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: Kinktober 3: Bukkake (though I guess it’s not cause it’s just one person here and the implication of more later)
Warnings: Blow jobs
Notes: So originally I started this a few months back with the intention of it being ‘a bunch of slam dunk guys use Danny’ but I only finished the Ben part and got sidetracked. And now the event has happened and Ben was actually there and since I’d already done the opening with Ben in mind I reworked it slightly so I could finally post it (I might still do a follow up with other guys though)
Danny always loved it when he got to play a festival. It didn’t matter if it was in Asking, or Harlot, or solo, they were always a lot of fun. It was a chance to check out new bands, catch up with some old friends as well as make new ones. However that wasn’t his favourite part.
Slam Dunk was a two day festival, with the first date in the south of England and the second in the north. He’d spent the morning of the first day milling around, checking out some of the bands and catching up with people before Asking’s set. As soon as their set was done he’d made his way to Asking’s dressing room. It hadn’t been necessary for them as they’d been content to get ready on the bus, which meant it was good for his purposes now.
As soon as he stepped into the room Danny started removing his clothing, tossing them onto the sofa. He was sweaty from performing of course, but he didn’t wanna bother showering. After all what was the point, he was just gonna end up getting messy anyway, at least he would if things went as well as he was hoping.
“You know, I’m going to miss this.” He smiled as he turned to see Ben, who had come with him. Ben had decided to come to the set, watching from the sidelines. When Ben had said he’d come he had tried to convince him to join him onstage, even just for one song but to no avail.
His original plan had been for Cameron to come with him, but since Ben was here he’d asked if he wanted to do this for old times sake. He had a feeling Cameron was happy about that, as he was sure he had other plans in mind.
“Well you’re always welcome to come back.” Danny flashed him grin, reaching down to undo his flies, shaking his hips so his trousers fell to the ground. He would always welcome Ben back and he knew the others would to, but this wasn’t the time to try to convince him.. “And I’m always gonna be like this.” He gestured to himself as he kicked his trousers and underwear away and Ben rolled his eyes.
“Yeah of course you are.” Danny flashed him another grin, ducking down and removing his shoes, watching as Ben went to his bag. The guitarist unzipped it, setting a bottle of lube down on the table, before feeling around inside. “You sure you’re gonna be ok doing this on your own, I can stay if you want.”
Danny laughed softly, sinking down to his knees in the middle of the room. “I’ve done this plenty of times now and I don’t require supervision. Though if you really want to watch don’t let me stop you.” Danny waggled his eyebrows and he saw Ben roll his eyes again, a fond smile on his lips.
“I’ve got better things to do than watch you be a degenerate.” He came over to Danny, moving behind him. “Come on, hands behind you.” Danny did as he was told and, as soon as he did, he felt something wrap around his wrists. It was a basic thing as restraints went, just a strap with Velcro to hold it together but that was good enough for him. He didn’t want a repeat of that time at warped where he’d got cuffed and lost the key. This way if someone wanted him in a different position it’d be easy to do or, if he wanted, he could remove them himself. “That good?”
Danny wiggled his wrists a bit, moving around his fingers so he could touch the end of the strap if he needed to get out of them. “Yeah it’s good, could be tighter though.”
Ben stepped back in front of him and, again, rolled his eyes. “If it was up to you you’d be in heavy duty bondage gear that would take up an equipment case.” Danny tried to feign innocence at the accusation, though his cock twitched at the mere suggestion. “You really are such a slut.”
“I am.” Danny replied with a grin. “That’s what makes me so loveable.” Ben snorted, but there was a fond look on his face that clearly betrayed him. “Fancy being the first?” Danny parted his lips wide, wiggling his tongue seductively.
“You look ridiculous.” Ben laughed, but his hands went between his legs, undoing the button and zipper of his fly. Soon his underwear was pushed down and his dick was out, already half hard. Danny resisted the urge to comment, instead just licking his lips as Ben stepped in front of him. “Go on then.”
Danny took his friend’s familiar cock into his mouth and quickly set to work pleasing him. His tongue twirled around him in just the ways he knew he liked, and soon he was fully hard in his mouth, moaning softly above him.
Danny smiled around him, starting to bob up and down his length. His friend had a nice sized cock, probably about average and Danny had loved to give it attention when he could. He looked up as Ben tangled his hand in his hair, gripping it and tugging on it in just the way Danny liked.
“Fuck.” Ben moaned, rocking his hips slightly against his mouth which caused Danny to stop his movements. The hand in his hair held him in place and Ben took over, fucking his face and making him moan. “You really are such slut, I’m gonna miss your filthy whore mouth.” Danny groaned around him, wiggling his tongue against the underside of his dick.
After a few more minutes of pleasing the guitarist Ben pulled out, soft pants leaving his lips. “Where do you want it?”
“Over my face.” Danny replied without hesitation with a grin.
Ben chuckled softly, keeping one hand tight in his hair while bringing his other to his cock, starting to stroke his slick shaft right away. “You’re such a desperate little slut, I know you’re gonna be a right state by the time the night’s up.” Danny let out a soft moan, because he certainly hoped so. He looked between Ben’s face and his hand stroking himself, watching as he stroked himself a little faster, no doubt getting close. He almost started giving him a few words of encouragement, but he let out a soft gasp and came over his face before he could. Most of the cum landed on his lips and chin, though he wiped his sticky head across his forehead, leaving a sticky trail.
“There, now you look more slutty.” Ben grinned down at him, as he let go of his hair, petting it roundly before pulling his underwear and trousers up. “Is there anything you need me to do before I go?” He asked as he zipped his flies back up.
Danny thought for a moment, his tongue darting across his lips to taste some of his cum. “Yeah, a collar. And I made some signs to stick up, in the front of the bag.”
Ben went back to his bag and got out the collar, then unfolded the two paper signs that he’d hastily written earlier. “Wow you are just…” He shook his head in amusement, holding them both up for him. “I assume one is for the door and one in here.”
“Yeah, just put the one on the wall behind me so it’s visible.”
“Sure.” Ben grabbed some tape, pulling some off and sticking it onto the wall behind him. Danny didn’t need to look at it to remember what it said. ‘Free use whore, no limits, cum on his face, safe word is psycho’. The one for the door was much simpler, announcing that there was a ‘Free use whore inside’. “You really are something else.”
“Yeah I am.” Danny grinned up at him as Ben wrapped the collar around his throat, buckling it in place. He liked how it felt since he felt it was further evidence of him being the depraved slut he was inside. “And you love me for it.”
Ben rolled his eyes, but there was that fondness there as well. “I’m gonna go hang out with the others. You sure you’re gonna be ok here?”
“Yeah of course I’m sure.” Now it was Danny’s turn to roll his eyes, even though he was touched by the concern. “Go, have fun and spread the word I’m here too.”
“You make me sound like I’m your pimp.” Ben laughed grabbing the other sign to tape to the door outside. “I’ll see you in a few hours.”
“Yeah I’ll see you then, that is if I can with all the loads on my face!” Ben snorted, shook his head and left the room and Danny could hear him add the sign to the door before going.