Out Of My Head
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shadowhiveOut Of My Head
Pairing: Danny Worsnop/James Cassells
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: rubber, mind break (kinda)
Notes: So when I came up with prequel scenarios to this I had two, one was the James one and the other is this. Do I think this’ll be the last rubber suit fic? I dunno, I guess we’ll see (but there is a tag now just in case)
Danny let out a groan as he woke up, rubbing his forehead. It hurt a little, his head a little fuzzy from last night. He’d not done anything too exciting, just had a few beers alone while having pizza, but apparently that was enough to make his head throb.
He knew he should lay off the drink, he had done it before, but the past year of touring had been so hard. Part of it was because he’d not had an outlet on tour. He’d not had someone there to fuck him, to take him out of himself. None of the support bands appealed to him and, of course, the other Asking guys weren’t interested either. He wished, not for the first time, that Cameron would just use those dom skills of his on him. Maybe if he put him in his place it would fox him.
The other issue was that things just felt so different now. Ben had left and he had felt like an anchor to him, being always there for him if only to talk to. Sure he could always call him, but it felt like it was a bother to do so, so he tried not to. And then there was Paul, their touring guitarist and he couldn’t help but feel that Paul was better than him. That maybe Paul should replace him as Asking’s frontman and he take a backseat. It would be better for the band after all.
When he got those thoughts he tried his best to drown them out, but it was hard and sone had turned back to drink.
Maybe next tour he’d have to find a band with a strong dom to be a support act, someone who could keep him more grounded. He made a mental note to make a list of them when he was more awake.
His thoughts were disturbed when he heard his doorbell ring and he groaned, slightly annoyed at the sound. He got out of bed, grateful he was still in his sweatpants and t-shirt, and headed downstairs. He padded his way to the front door as the bell rang again and, when he got there he pulled it open, putting on his best smile for whoever it could be.
To his surprise it was a man dressed in a rubber suit.
He’d never have guessed that was who he’d see, he’d expected a delivery man or one of his bandmates but not this. Maybe when he was drinking he’d sent a message to someone and they’d decided to come dressed like this.
He looked them up and down, admiring the shiny black rubber of the suit. He was no expert but it certainly looked excellent quality, he couldn’t even tell how they had gotten it on.
Well he wasn’t going to turn down whoever this was so he just grinned and stepped aside, opening the door wider. “Come on in!”
The rubber man stepped inside and he smiled, closing the door behind him. He didn’t wanna be rude and admit he had no idea who he was underneath the rubber, so he just led him through into the living room. He instantly felt a pang of embarrassment at the state of it, the pizza box and bottles still around, but he tried not to let it show.
“Can I get you anything before we start? Something to eat or drink?” He asked out of politeness, not wanting to seem like he was totally sex starved and eager for whatever the rubber man had in mind. Plus if he had to drink or eat he’d have to take the hood off and he’d know who was under there.
The man shook his head, which was fine he could work with this. It wouldn’t be the first time he’d had anonymous sex and would no doubt not be the last.
“Alright then! Shall we head up?” The rubber man nodded and Danny flashed him another grin, turning and leading him to the stairs and up towards one of his bedrooms. He decided not to let him into the room he’d slept in, which was a bit of a mess and instead he opened the door to one of the spare bedrooms. He did consider excusing himself, so he could check the phone for messages to find out the identify of the other man, but as soon as he opened the door the other man pushed him inside with a strength that caught him off guard.
He stumbled slightly, but quickly recovered, turning to face him. He had to admit he liked being pushed around, so he wasn’t going to complain. The rubber man pushed the door closed behind him then turned his attention to him. While he couldn’t see his face, it felt like his eyes were burning into him. Looking him up and down.
Danny did the same, studying him. He was a little taller than him, slimmer than him but that didn’t narrow it down all that much. The rubber covered every inch of his skin, making him completely featureless and he had to admit, there was a certain appeal to it. He looked at the man’s head, offering him a smile. “Should I strip?”
The rubber man didn’t move, so he took that as a yes. He was glad he was currently only wearing two items of clothing. He pulled his t-shirt over his head, exposing his rounded belly as he tossed it to one side. Sometimes he was embarrassed by how big he’d gotten recently but right now he didn’t exactly care and he hoped the rubber man wouldn’t either.
Then Danny reached down, hooking his fingers under the waistband of his sweatpants, pushing them down his legs and stepping out of them. He was half hard already at the anticipation of what was to come, so once he was naked he just grinned at the other man, adjusting his stance so the man got a good view. “So how do you want me?” Danny waggled his eyebrows, swaying his hips for his anonymous companion.
The rubber man didn’t say anything, moving over to him and shoving him backward onto the bed hard. Danny groaned at the slight roughness of it, and he instantly spread his legs wider. “I think there’s some lube in the top drawer.” He nodded towards the bedside table, sure the man hadn’t bought his own.
He didn’t acknowledge that he’d even heard him, instead getting between his legs and reaching down, his fingers pressing between his cheeks. Somehow they already felt slick and he wondered if he’d somehow lubed them up while he’d been undressing. That thought quickly left him though, as two of them slid into him, making him let out a loud moan.
Fuck, it felt good to be filled by someone again. it really had been far too long and he let out another moan as they started to move.
Whoever the fingers belonged to they knew what they were doing. They flexed and twisted as they moved in and out of him, while also spreading as well to work him open. Danny groaned every time his fingertips caught his spot, making him squirm against the sheets. “Fuck yeah, that’s the spot…”
The other man didn’t make a sound in response, which Danny somehow found hot, not that he could think as much when a third finger joined the first two. “Fuck…”
He’d missed this some much, having another man fingering him open, getting him ready for a good hard fuck. He hoped whoever this was had a nice big dick, though he’d not mind if he didn’t after his finger work.
The fingers withdrew after a few more minutes, leaving him open wide and gasping. His cock was fully hard from the fingering, pressing against the underside of his found belly. He’d resisted the urge to touch himself, even though he’d not been told, his fingers clutching tightly onto the sheets.
The rubber man got on the bed between his legs and Danny was surprised at the sight that greeted him.
Between the rubber man’s legs was, like he’d hoped, a big thick cock. However this one wasn’t flesh coloured, instead it was black shiny rubber to match the suit. In fact it looked like it was part of the suit, but it wasn’t there before. Fuck whoever this was they sure had a fancy suit.
He couldn’t think on it much more as he lined himself up with Danny’s hole, thrusting that large cock into him. The stretch of it felt amazing and Danny let out a loud groan as his head fell back against the sheets. “Fuck…”
Once it was fully inside him it stayed there for a few moments before withdrawing until just the rubber head remained. Then there was a beat and it thrust back inside him all the way, making him let out another moan.
Yeah this was exactly what he needed, a good hard fuck to get him out of his head. He just laid on the bed and took it, sometimes squirming as the head caught his spot, but enjoying every second.
It didn’t take Danny long to realise that the rubber man was moving at a rhythmic pace, thrusting in and out of him steadily. It was impressive how he kept time like that and he wondered if maybe that was a clue to who this was.
He’d have thought more on it but the man’s hands started to move, capturing his attention. They had been holding onto his thighs, keeping his legs spread open since he started to fuck him, but now they were moving over his belly. He let out a soft moan, enjoying the sensation of the touch. The fingers kept moving higher, circling his nipples before they continued their journey higher up his chest.
Danny tilted his head back, allowing them access to his neck in case they wanted to choke him, but instead they went to his mouth. They trailed across his lips and he instantly parted them, letting them slide into his mouth. He started to suck on the rubber, looking at the man’s face and doing his best to look sexy for him.
No sound came from the man’s featureless face, but he didn’t expect there to be one. Sure he would’ve liked to see the reaction of him doing this to please him, but he had to admit the blank anonymity of the suit had a certain appeal. His dick throbbed against his belly and he sucked on the fingers.
At first all he could taste was the rubber of the suit, but after a few thrusts of the man’s hips he tasted something else, a wetness on the fingers. It tasted like rubber, but also slightly salty as well. Maybe it was sweat, somehow making its way through the rubber of the suit, but whatever it was, he didn’t care, swallowing it down.
The man kept fucking him steadily and he found himself getting lost in the rhythm.
Thrust.
Thrust.
Thrust.
The rhythmic movements felt so good, each steady thrust sending a spark of pleasure through him. He moaned around the fingers, tasting more of that wetness, but not really caring as he swallowed it down.
He looked up at the man above him, drooling around the fingers and he found himself admiring the suit again. He wondered what it would be like to wear one, how it would feel against his skin. Was it soft? Tight? Warm? His cock throbbed against his belly and he found himself letting go of the sheets, reaching up for him, touching the suit. He ran his fingers down the shiny rubber, admiring how smooth it was.
He wondered what it would be like to be like that, smooth, featureless, faceless. Silent.
His head felt a little fuzzy, but in a good way, his cock aching again. Yeah, when this was over he’d have to ask him where he got the suit from, see if they did one in his size because there was no way he could fit in this guy’s one.
The hand that had been in his upper chest moved down, touching his arm, which he lowered back to his side. It went down to his dick. And it wrapped around him, starting to stroke his needy, neglected cock. He moaned around the fingers in his mouth, looking up at the rubber man with half lidded eyes. It took him only a handful of strokes for him to cum, his load splattering against his belly.
The man kept fucking him at the same pace as before and all he could do was watch in a daze. The pace was the same as before and he wondered if he would keep at it, fucking him like this until he got hard an and came again not that he’d mind that of course.
He felt a wetness spill inside of him and then the fingers slipped from his mouth, wiping a wet path across his chin and neck. He panted softly as the man pulled out and he whimpered at the loss of both the fingers and dick. He wanted to thank him for the amazing fuck, but he was too breathless and speech felt hard.
The rubber man got off the bed and he grabbed him, lifting Danny to his felt and guiding him to the floor length mirror that was in the corner of the room. Danny guessed at first that it was to see how wrecked he looked, which wouldn’t be the first time that had happened. Instead he gasped at the sight.
The wetness across his lips, chin, neck and upper chest was black and shiny, the fluid spreading out across his skin. It was strange, but he didn’t want to reach up and wipe it away. He felt something solid in his ass, like a thick plug, but he the other man hadn’t pushed one into him. He thought for a moment that was strange too then he saw that the same wetness was spreading on his legs, coming from behind him.
The rubber man rubber his wet hand against him, leaving a smear of black on his belly, then again on his back and he watched as it spread across his skin too.
He wasn’t sure how long he stood there, watching the black rubber cover his body, covering his legs, his dick, his belly, his arms. Every inch of his skin bellow the neck was covered in black shiny rubber and he couldn’t help but admire how good it looked on him. It looked and felt right, the tight rubber pressing against his skin, fully encasing him.
His head was last, which he thought was strange when there was some of the fluid covering his lips, but the thought left his head as soon as it came. He didn’t need to think anymore, certainly silly things like that.
The rubber spread across his face and head, covering his hair, his eyes, nose and mouth. When it covered his mouth his lips also parted and what felt like a ball gag formed between them, giving his mouth open wide. And silent forever.
He could see through his new rubber hood, through what looked like tinted lenses, which made the room a few shades darker than it was. He could that the other rubber man was standing beside him, his arms at his sides, the rubber dick between his legs no longer visible.
James,
The identity of the rubber man suddenly came into his head and he would have smiled if he could. The drummer looked beautiful now, all shiny and black rubber. Then he looked at himself in the mirror and he admired how he looked the same. Sure he could tell that it was him, that he was obviously bigger than James, but he was just as featureless an and blank as he was.
Yes, this felt good. This felt right.
The pair of them stood there in silence, both of them staring at their reflections, unmoving.
***
Danny wasn’t sure exactly how long that he remained there like that, but he felt like there was a great weight lifted from him in that time. He wasn’t sure what it was that had left him, but he was sure that whatever it was, it was’t important.
What was important was the sudden thought that filled his mind. ‘This is a gift, I have to share it.’
He reluctantly stepped away from the mirror, leaving this room and heading into what was once his bedroom. He picked up his mobile from the bedside table, tapping in the security code to open it and then opening up the message option.
He knew exactly who would appreciate this gift. The words came to his head and he typed them out, sending them to Cameron. ‘Come round asap, band meating.’
His mind was a little hazy exactly what a ‘band meating’ was, but those were the words that he was sure would draw him here to receive this gift.
As he carried it back to James the phone buzzed in his hand and he looked down at it. “Be there in an hour’. He drooled around the gag in his mouth, setting the phone on the bedside table, giving James a nod before standing beside him.
He was sure that his friend would appreciate the gift that he’d been given.
Pairing: Danny Worsnop/James Cassells
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: rubber, mind break (kinda)
Notes: So when I came up with prequel scenarios to this I had two, one was the James one and the other is this. Do I think this’ll be the last rubber suit fic? I dunno, I guess we’ll see (but there is a tag now just in case)
Danny let out a groan as he woke up, rubbing his forehead. It hurt a little, his head a little fuzzy from last night. He’d not done anything too exciting, just had a few beers alone while having pizza, but apparently that was enough to make his head throb.
He knew he should lay off the drink, he had done it before, but the past year of touring had been so hard. Part of it was because he’d not had an outlet on tour. He’d not had someone there to fuck him, to take him out of himself. None of the support bands appealed to him and, of course, the other Asking guys weren’t interested either. He wished, not for the first time, that Cameron would just use those dom skills of his on him. Maybe if he put him in his place it would fox him.
The other issue was that things just felt so different now. Ben had left and he had felt like an anchor to him, being always there for him if only to talk to. Sure he could always call him, but it felt like it was a bother to do so, so he tried not to. And then there was Paul, their touring guitarist and he couldn’t help but feel that Paul was better than him. That maybe Paul should replace him as Asking’s frontman and he take a backseat. It would be better for the band after all.
When he got those thoughts he tried his best to drown them out, but it was hard and sone had turned back to drink.
Maybe next tour he’d have to find a band with a strong dom to be a support act, someone who could keep him more grounded. He made a mental note to make a list of them when he was more awake.
His thoughts were disturbed when he heard his doorbell ring and he groaned, slightly annoyed at the sound. He got out of bed, grateful he was still in his sweatpants and t-shirt, and headed downstairs. He padded his way to the front door as the bell rang again and, when he got there he pulled it open, putting on his best smile for whoever it could be.
To his surprise it was a man dressed in a rubber suit.
He’d never have guessed that was who he’d see, he’d expected a delivery man or one of his bandmates but not this. Maybe when he was drinking he’d sent a message to someone and they’d decided to come dressed like this.
He looked them up and down, admiring the shiny black rubber of the suit. He was no expert but it certainly looked excellent quality, he couldn’t even tell how they had gotten it on.
Well he wasn’t going to turn down whoever this was so he just grinned and stepped aside, opening the door wider. “Come on in!”
The rubber man stepped inside and he smiled, closing the door behind him. He didn’t wanna be rude and admit he had no idea who he was underneath the rubber, so he just led him through into the living room. He instantly felt a pang of embarrassment at the state of it, the pizza box and bottles still around, but he tried not to let it show.
“Can I get you anything before we start? Something to eat or drink?” He asked out of politeness, not wanting to seem like he was totally sex starved and eager for whatever the rubber man had in mind. Plus if he had to drink or eat he’d have to take the hood off and he’d know who was under there.
The man shook his head, which was fine he could work with this. It wouldn’t be the first time he’d had anonymous sex and would no doubt not be the last.
“Alright then! Shall we head up?” The rubber man nodded and Danny flashed him another grin, turning and leading him to the stairs and up towards one of his bedrooms. He decided not to let him into the room he’d slept in, which was a bit of a mess and instead he opened the door to one of the spare bedrooms. He did consider excusing himself, so he could check the phone for messages to find out the identify of the other man, but as soon as he opened the door the other man pushed him inside with a strength that caught him off guard.
He stumbled slightly, but quickly recovered, turning to face him. He had to admit he liked being pushed around, so he wasn’t going to complain. The rubber man pushed the door closed behind him then turned his attention to him. While he couldn’t see his face, it felt like his eyes were burning into him. Looking him up and down.
Danny did the same, studying him. He was a little taller than him, slimmer than him but that didn’t narrow it down all that much. The rubber covered every inch of his skin, making him completely featureless and he had to admit, there was a certain appeal to it. He looked at the man’s head, offering him a smile. “Should I strip?”
The rubber man didn’t move, so he took that as a yes. He was glad he was currently only wearing two items of clothing. He pulled his t-shirt over his head, exposing his rounded belly as he tossed it to one side. Sometimes he was embarrassed by how big he’d gotten recently but right now he didn’t exactly care and he hoped the rubber man wouldn’t either.
Then Danny reached down, hooking his fingers under the waistband of his sweatpants, pushing them down his legs and stepping out of them. He was half hard already at the anticipation of what was to come, so once he was naked he just grinned at the other man, adjusting his stance so the man got a good view. “So how do you want me?” Danny waggled his eyebrows, swaying his hips for his anonymous companion.
The rubber man didn’t say anything, moving over to him and shoving him backward onto the bed hard. Danny groaned at the slight roughness of it, and he instantly spread his legs wider. “I think there’s some lube in the top drawer.” He nodded towards the bedside table, sure the man hadn’t bought his own.
He didn’t acknowledge that he’d even heard him, instead getting between his legs and reaching down, his fingers pressing between his cheeks. Somehow they already felt slick and he wondered if he’d somehow lubed them up while he’d been undressing. That thought quickly left him though, as two of them slid into him, making him let out a loud moan.
Fuck, it felt good to be filled by someone again. it really had been far too long and he let out another moan as they started to move.
Whoever the fingers belonged to they knew what they were doing. They flexed and twisted as they moved in and out of him, while also spreading as well to work him open. Danny groaned every time his fingertips caught his spot, making him squirm against the sheets. “Fuck yeah, that’s the spot…”
The other man didn’t make a sound in response, which Danny somehow found hot, not that he could think as much when a third finger joined the first two. “Fuck…”
He’d missed this some much, having another man fingering him open, getting him ready for a good hard fuck. He hoped whoever this was had a nice big dick, though he’d not mind if he didn’t after his finger work.
The fingers withdrew after a few more minutes, leaving him open wide and gasping. His cock was fully hard from the fingering, pressing against the underside of his found belly. He’d resisted the urge to touch himself, even though he’d not been told, his fingers clutching tightly onto the sheets.
The rubber man got on the bed between his legs and Danny was surprised at the sight that greeted him.
Between the rubber man’s legs was, like he’d hoped, a big thick cock. However this one wasn’t flesh coloured, instead it was black shiny rubber to match the suit. In fact it looked like it was part of the suit, but it wasn’t there before. Fuck whoever this was they sure had a fancy suit.
He couldn’t think on it much more as he lined himself up with Danny’s hole, thrusting that large cock into him. The stretch of it felt amazing and Danny let out a loud groan as his head fell back against the sheets. “Fuck…”
Once it was fully inside him it stayed there for a few moments before withdrawing until just the rubber head remained. Then there was a beat and it thrust back inside him all the way, making him let out another moan.
Yeah this was exactly what he needed, a good hard fuck to get him out of his head. He just laid on the bed and took it, sometimes squirming as the head caught his spot, but enjoying every second.
It didn’t take Danny long to realise that the rubber man was moving at a rhythmic pace, thrusting in and out of him steadily. It was impressive how he kept time like that and he wondered if maybe that was a clue to who this was.
He’d have thought more on it but the man’s hands started to move, capturing his attention. They had been holding onto his thighs, keeping his legs spread open since he started to fuck him, but now they were moving over his belly. He let out a soft moan, enjoying the sensation of the touch. The fingers kept moving higher, circling his nipples before they continued their journey higher up his chest.
Danny tilted his head back, allowing them access to his neck in case they wanted to choke him, but instead they went to his mouth. They trailed across his lips and he instantly parted them, letting them slide into his mouth. He started to suck on the rubber, looking at the man’s face and doing his best to look sexy for him.
No sound came from the man’s featureless face, but he didn’t expect there to be one. Sure he would’ve liked to see the reaction of him doing this to please him, but he had to admit the blank anonymity of the suit had a certain appeal. His dick throbbed against his belly and he sucked on the fingers.
At first all he could taste was the rubber of the suit, but after a few thrusts of the man’s hips he tasted something else, a wetness on the fingers. It tasted like rubber, but also slightly salty as well. Maybe it was sweat, somehow making its way through the rubber of the suit, but whatever it was, he didn’t care, swallowing it down.
The man kept fucking him steadily and he found himself getting lost in the rhythm.
Thrust.
Thrust.
Thrust.
The rhythmic movements felt so good, each steady thrust sending a spark of pleasure through him. He moaned around the fingers, tasting more of that wetness, but not really caring as he swallowed it down.
He looked up at the man above him, drooling around the fingers and he found himself admiring the suit again. He wondered what it would be like to wear one, how it would feel against his skin. Was it soft? Tight? Warm? His cock throbbed against his belly and he found himself letting go of the sheets, reaching up for him, touching the suit. He ran his fingers down the shiny rubber, admiring how smooth it was.
He wondered what it would be like to be like that, smooth, featureless, faceless. Silent.
His head felt a little fuzzy, but in a good way, his cock aching again. Yeah, when this was over he’d have to ask him where he got the suit from, see if they did one in his size because there was no way he could fit in this guy’s one.
The hand that had been in his upper chest moved down, touching his arm, which he lowered back to his side. It went down to his dick. And it wrapped around him, starting to stroke his needy, neglected cock. He moaned around the fingers in his mouth, looking up at the rubber man with half lidded eyes. It took him only a handful of strokes for him to cum, his load splattering against his belly.
The man kept fucking him at the same pace as before and all he could do was watch in a daze. The pace was the same as before and he wondered if he would keep at it, fucking him like this until he got hard an and came again not that he’d mind that of course.
He felt a wetness spill inside of him and then the fingers slipped from his mouth, wiping a wet path across his chin and neck. He panted softly as the man pulled out and he whimpered at the loss of both the fingers and dick. He wanted to thank him for the amazing fuck, but he was too breathless and speech felt hard.
The rubber man got off the bed and he grabbed him, lifting Danny to his felt and guiding him to the floor length mirror that was in the corner of the room. Danny guessed at first that it was to see how wrecked he looked, which wouldn’t be the first time that had happened. Instead he gasped at the sight.
The wetness across his lips, chin, neck and upper chest was black and shiny, the fluid spreading out across his skin. It was strange, but he didn’t want to reach up and wipe it away. He felt something solid in his ass, like a thick plug, but he the other man hadn’t pushed one into him. He thought for a moment that was strange too then he saw that the same wetness was spreading on his legs, coming from behind him.
The rubber man rubber his wet hand against him, leaving a smear of black on his belly, then again on his back and he watched as it spread across his skin too.
He wasn’t sure how long he stood there, watching the black rubber cover his body, covering his legs, his dick, his belly, his arms. Every inch of his skin bellow the neck was covered in black shiny rubber and he couldn’t help but admire how good it looked on him. It looked and felt right, the tight rubber pressing against his skin, fully encasing him.
His head was last, which he thought was strange when there was some of the fluid covering his lips, but the thought left his head as soon as it came. He didn’t need to think anymore, certainly silly things like that.
The rubber spread across his face and head, covering his hair, his eyes, nose and mouth. When it covered his mouth his lips also parted and what felt like a ball gag formed between them, giving his mouth open wide. And silent forever.
He could see through his new rubber hood, through what looked like tinted lenses, which made the room a few shades darker than it was. He could that the other rubber man was standing beside him, his arms at his sides, the rubber dick between his legs no longer visible.
James,
The identity of the rubber man suddenly came into his head and he would have smiled if he could. The drummer looked beautiful now, all shiny and black rubber. Then he looked at himself in the mirror and he admired how he looked the same. Sure he could tell that it was him, that he was obviously bigger than James, but he was just as featureless an and blank as he was.
Yes, this felt good. This felt right.
The pair of them stood there in silence, both of them staring at their reflections, unmoving.
***
Danny wasn’t sure exactly how long that he remained there like that, but he felt like there was a great weight lifted from him in that time. He wasn’t sure what it was that had left him, but he was sure that whatever it was, it was’t important.
What was important was the sudden thought that filled his mind. ‘This is a gift, I have to share it.’
He reluctantly stepped away from the mirror, leaving this room and heading into what was once his bedroom. He picked up his mobile from the bedside table, tapping in the security code to open it and then opening up the message option.
He knew exactly who would appreciate this gift. The words came to his head and he typed them out, sending them to Cameron. ‘Come round asap, band meating.’
His mind was a little hazy exactly what a ‘band meating’ was, but those were the words that he was sure would draw him here to receive this gift.
As he carried it back to James the phone buzzed in his hand and he looked down at it. “Be there in an hour’. He drooled around the gag in his mouth, setting the phone on the bedside table, giving James a nod before standing beside him.
He was sure that his friend would appreciate the gift that he’d been given.
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Date: 2024-11-01 08:26 pm (UTC)Anyway! I think what I liked most about this one that it was just different to the other two. Cameron and James were afraid/fought/were averse to the 'change' whereas Danny just spent the entire time enjoying himself and just welcoming it, there wasn't a single moment of "oh shit, this shouldn't be happening", hah.
I liked seeing things from the other side as well. Cam and James were both just annoyed at Danny and here we sort of get justification for his actions, so to speak. How he doesn't really know what to do without Ben, and the fact that Ben's 'replacement' could just serve as his replacement instead. Plus he knows he is expendable and the band have done without him before. I appreciated seeing his side of things.
When James showed up and Danny was just like "well, I don't know who this strange man is but I'm not gonna say no to this rubber clad guy on my doorstep, come on in" haha. Such a fucking whore, lol, you can tell he has done shit like this before!
I do love that Danny wanted to try and work out who this mystery guy was, by offering him a drink or something to eat. And I liked the fact that James shook his head (and also nodded when Danny asked if they should begin, too), it shows that there was still some of his humanity inside there as he reacts rather than remaining blank and featureless. At least at this point of the fic. Obviously as it progresses he loses the last little bit of his humanity ;)
Danny just loving being thrown about by James as soon as they reach the spare room, heh. I love that he literally has no idea that something is 'wrong', he's just like "well this guy is being rough with me before we even start but hey, that's all good with me, I kinda like it" lol.
And how James just literally gets to work! I think this is the point where he loses what remains of his humanity as the suit fully takes control, it's like the line has finally been crossed and that's it. And I love it! 👀 How he has just lost himself completely, and how his sole focus is now on making Danny like him.
I again, love that Danny didn't bat an eyelid at the rubber cock seemingly appearing out of nowhere, just thinking it was a fancy suit rather than something abnormal! Danny was clearly the perfect choice, heh, he's just happily going along with everything like nothing is wrong, without a care in the world :D
I also enjoyed seeing the last little bits of James slip away, like with how he moved his hands over Danny's body before settling at his lips and going completely, allowing him to suck on the fingers so that he could swallow whatever fluid was being secreted from the suit 👀 I love the image of Danny sucking on the fingers. Idk why but finger sucking is so hot haha.
I liked the way that the change was more subtle with Danny, like how he starts with thinking that he wanted to wear one and tracing his hands over it. It's a thought that could well be a 'normal' one, even though it's likely an inserted one as the change has begun to take hold due to him swallowing the fluid and it dribbling out his mouth. And how his mind starts to feel fuzzy but he doesn't care.
The fact he came so quickly as soon as his dick was touched. Hahah, you can tell he's lost all his restraint at this point. :P And then how he hopes he'll be fucked long enough to get hard and cum again. Damn, hahah.
I loved the image of Danny just having all that black smeared messily around his mouth from sucking on the fingers btw. And love that he also was pulled in front of the mirror to watch what was happening, so he could appreciate it 👀😌😏 And how he just doesn't care in the slightest as the rubber consumes his body, covering him up until he was encased, fully welcoming his rubber prison!
Also, genuinely my favourite bit in the entire fic was when they just stood in front of the mirror together staring at themselves. That was 💯 perfect. How they're both completely gone and are just featureless beings, mindlessly marvelling at their new forms.
And then Danny's "excitement" at Cameron coming to join them too. :D I love how it linked so perfectly to the next fic.
This was amazing, just like the other two <3
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Date: 2024-11-01 09:33 pm (UTC)Yeah! I think it’s due to Danny being a slut so he enjoys the sex and sees it as a way of getting out of his head, so unlike the others he doesn’t really register the change
I’m glad it worked! I figured that there’d be a reason for him acting up, that it wasn’t just for the sake of it and those two things both came to mind. Yeah he definitely knows he’s expendable, which only makes him worry about Paul replacing him more (but he doesn’t want to actually bring it up in case he gives them the idea)
Yeah! He’s very much like ‘a rubber guy? I must’ve invited him and forgot!’ Yeah it’s definitely not the first time he’s invited someone round and forgot about it by the time they arrive😂
He definitely wanted to have a name to put to the blank face! He definitely didn’t wanna admit that he had no idea who it was! And of course😏
Exactly! Like stuff like that for Cameron was a red flag but for Danny it was just🍆
I think you’re right, that there was enough of James to get him to Danny and respond but once he gets to work… that’s it.exactly! His focus is just to fuck Danny and convert him😏
Yeah one of the few things I noted was I wanted him to suck James’ fingers, so I’m glad it was so hot cause it was in my head😏👀
Again, that’s down to Danny being a natural slut, so it’s a bit more subtle as a result of that. Yeah while he admired the suit, that sudden want is down to the change😏
Yeah he’s so desperate! There’s a small part of him there that things the cockinside him is just a strap on, so that the rubber man wouldn’t cum and could just keep going👀
Yeah it’s such a hot image isn’t it?? Yeah I fuigured James would want him to see the change (to mirror how Cameron does) yess I love how you describe it like that!
Ahhh I’m so glad that’s your fav part! I love the imagery of them like that, blank and featureless standing next to each other like that.
Exactly! I knew it was gonna end with him getting Cameron there. So I’m glad it works out!
Awww thank you!im so glad!🖤
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Date: 2024-11-01 10:06 pm (UTC)Yes! And as he is getting out of his head and it is emptying, he doesn't really clock because this is just normal for him! :D
Yep! I liked that he wasn't just being a prick for the sake of being a prick, there was at least *some* reasoning behind it!
Hahahahaha yeah it doesn't surprise me that he might have invited someone in the past and forgotten who it was. Hell, maybe something similar has happened before and he's had anonymous sex before knowing who it was that had come round to fuck him :P
Yea, the nodding and shaking of the head just gave him that slight human edge, perhaps since it happened to him on his own and he put the suit on rather than have one 'form' on him, the change takes a little longer to take root, somehow?
Agreed, it's a great image :P All the mess round his face and him just being all spent and done, and now dealing with this rubber taking over him! And yea, I guess it is a prison, even if they all ultimately welcome it :P
Yes!!! I think out of the three fics, the James one is my favourite of the three, but my fave bit in the three of them is James and Danny just stood there unmoving and looking at their reflections 👀😵
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Date: 2024-11-01 11:31 pm (UTC)Exactly!😏
Yeah! I figure also he doesn’t intend to act out like he has, it’s just kinda… happened.
Yeah! I figure he has invited people round and completely forgotten about it by the next day! I dunno if he’s had anon sex at home but he’s definitely had it on tour😏
Yeah that definitely makes sense. I think because it’s an actual suit for him, while with others it forms around them that might explain it😏👀
I’m glad! Yeah I just love the thought of Danny being all breathless from the fuck and the rubber being smears over him👀 exactly!
Oh thank! That’s interesting to know! I’m glad you thought it was so good!💜💜
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Date: 2024-11-02 12:37 am (UTC)Oh! I actually really like that thought👀 I might actually be able to do something with that! (I say, already forming an idea)
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Date: 2024-11-02 10:32 am (UTC)Heh, you're welcome! I kinda like how I was all "here's a vague suggestion" and then actually a more detailed vision formed :P
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Date: 2024-11-02 10:58 am (UTC)Heee yeah it was a full fledged idea! And like I said it definitely inspired something!
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Date: 2024-11-02 11:17 am (UTC)I'm so pleased it inspired something :D :D :D
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Date: 2024-11-02 11:25 am (UTC)And yeah it really has👀
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