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shadowhiveIf You Want It To Be
Pairing: Ben Bruce/Paul Bartolome
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Nothing really just smut
Notes: So I wasn’t gonna do anything with where Ben was after the other slam dunk fic but I kinda got inspired…. And then I left it to one side for so many months until finally deciding to get back to this (instead of the fic I meant to finish oop). Hopefully I can finish the other Slam Dunk fics cause they were meant to be done close together but again, failed. Again I really need a Ben (or Paul!) icon
After leaving Danny to his fun Ben made his way over the bar, where he knew the rest of the band would be. Well, the most of the band anyway, bar Danny of course and Cameron as well. Paul got him a drink and Ben drank it while listening to them talk about their performance.
Except he wasn’t listening, not really.
He thought of how he’d left Danny in the dressing room, on his knees with his hands bound and a load of cum on his face.
Even though he’d seen it before it was a hot image, and he was sure it would only be hotter by the time the night was over.
However he wasn’t only thinking how good he looked down there like that, or how much he’d miss seeing him like that.
He was thinking how he was kinda jealous of him, for being able to just… be like that.
“Hey, Earth to Ben?” Paul’s voice shook him from his thoughts. “You ok? You looked like you were somewhere else.”
He swallowed the last of his drink before answering. “Yeah, sorry. I was just… thinking.”
Paul nodded a little. “Yeah I get you. I bet you miss being up onstage huh? You know you can always come back whenever you want.”
Ben couldn’t help but smile at his response and he could certainly see how he came to that conclusion, but he shook his head. “It would be fun to come back… but that’s not what I was thinking.” He paused, considering for a moment before deciding to confide in him. “I was thinking how I’m kinda jealous of Danny.”
Paul blinked, then let out a cross between a snort and a laugh. “Jealous of Danny? That’s a new one!” He soon stopped laughing when he noticed his expression. “Sorry man I just… why?”
Ben considered dropping it and not elaborating but something made him reply honestly. “I know Danny can be a total arse, that he says and does things without thinking but… I wish I could be open like he is. Like Cameron is too.”
Paul was nodding along, then there was a flash of realisation as he caught his meaning, his eyes widening a little. “Oh.”
“Yeah.” Ben had lowered his voice a little now, stepping close to Paul. “Danny finds it easy to spread his legs for anyone and I just…” He wasn’t entirely sure how to finish that sentence so he just let the words hanging in the air. “So yeah that’s what I was thinking.”
There was a moment of silence between them, which felt longer than it probably was then Paul leaned closer, his own voice low. “Are you saying you want someone to dick you down?” The words sent a shudder through him, going straight to his dick.
“Is that an offer?”
Paul smirked a little before replying. “It is if you want it to be.”
Ben thought about it for a moment before nodding. Maybe it would be good for him to be a little more impulsive. “Yeah I do.”
Paul downed the rest of his drink in one quick gulp. “Where do you want to do this?”
Ben knew Asking’s dressing room was out of the question, so dismissed it immediately. He glanced at James and Sam who were just chatting while they nursed their own drinks. “How about the bus?” He suggested, hoping that Cameron wasn’t gonna be there doing… whoever he was doing.
“Sounds good to me.” Paul smiled, then led the way from the bar to where the buses were all parked. They didn’t say anything until they were inside the bus and Ben was relieved to find that they were alone. “Seems we’ve got the place to ourselves.” He smiles as he turned to face Ben, giving him his full attention. “So tell me what you want Ben.”
It was a simple thing to ask, especially since they’d never done anything sexual before, but at the same time it also felt like a loaded question. He wanted to feel what it was like to be like Danny, treated like a dirty little slut, but maybe that would be too much. No, if he thought about this too much this might just slip away.
“I want you to fuck me, hard.” He swallowed, looking him over, admiring just how… big Paul was. Suddenly images of being tossed around by him entered his mind but he pushed them away at least for now. “And I want you to call me a slut.”
Paul nodded with a slight smile. “That I can do.” He stopped at his bunk, reaching for his bag and feeling around in one of the pockets until he produced some lube. “Ah ha!” Ben was a mix of grateful that he had some but also kinda surprised, though he didn’t say so.
Paul led them through to the backroom of the bus where he removed the laptop off the table onto the one of the seats, then he turned his attention back to Ben. “Here good?” He gestured at the table and Ben couldn’t help but smile.
“Yeah.”
As soon as the word left his lips, Paul stepped closer to him, leaned in and kissed him with such a passion it caught him by surprise and left him breathless. When Paul pulled back he whispered, voice low. “You want us to stop you say ocean alright?” Ben nodded, feeling too breathless to form words. “Good.” Paul trailed a finger down his chest before speaking again. “Now I think you’re a bit overdressed for a slut.”
He stepped back and gave him a look and Ben quickly took the hint, starting to undress while Paul just stood and watched. Thankfully he wasn’t wearing too many layers, so soon his jacket, tee, trousers and underwear were on one of the seats, while his shoes and socks were on the floor in front of it, leaving him naked before him.
For a moment Paul just looked him over, his eyes scanning over his tattooed skin before lingering for a moment on his dick before he met his gaze again. “What a cute little slut you are.” The words sent a shiver through Ben, going straight to his dick. “Get on the table.” He nodded to it as he said the words, his hands on his hips.
Ben took a breath, then got on the table, laying across it on his back. Sure he could have just bent over it, but he wanted to see Paul’s face.
As he did that Paul had grabbed the lube again, popping it open to slick up his thick fingers. His dick bobbed just from the thought of what was going to happen and Paul clearly noticed, smirking. “Such an eager little whore.”
Ben felt his cheeks flush but he nodded, spreading his legs. He knew if Danny was in this position he’d say something perverted or to encourage Paul to get going. But he wasn’t Danny and those words didn’t come easily to him. “Yeah I am, please…”
Paul’s eyes drifted over him, drinking on the sight of him and then he smirked. “Well since you asked so nicely.” He bought his other hand down to his ass, spreading his cheeks. Ben felt himself flush a little more at being exposed to his friend for the first time, though any shame he might have felt was quickly banished by Paul’s fingertip pressing against his hole. It circled around his rim a few times, making him let out a soft gasp.
Then his finger eased into him and his gasp turned into a moan.
Paul steadily worked his finger into him, then he started to move it around inside him. It was a mix of wiggling, twisting and thrusting, making Ben let out soft moans as he worked him open. After a few moments a second finger joined the first, causing Ben to let out a louder moan, his fingers clutching the edge of the table.
“Oh you make such pretty sounds slut.” Paul’s voice was low as he looked down at him, his fingers curving to catch Ben’s spot making him let out another needy moan. “That’s it, just like that. A pretty slut like you should always be making these sounds.”
Ben found himself nodding along to his words, his hole squeezing around his fingers another moan slipping past his lips. There was something oddly freeing about this, about moaning so loud in the back of the bus like this. Now he was in this position he could definitely see the appeal and cursed himself for not doing it sooner. “Please…”
“Please what?” Paul asked, even though it was clear from his voice that he knew exactly what he was asking for. His fingers withdrew slightly only to thrust back into him, fresh moans escaping from him. “What is it you want slut?”
Paul’s fingers stilled then and Ben was thankful because he wasn’t sure he could answer otherwise. “Please fuck me, I want you your dick.” His voice sounded needy and his cheeks flushed but he found that he didn’t care.
“Spoken like a true slut.” Paul chuckled softly, withdrawing his fingers slowly from him, making him let out a whimper at the loss. Another chuckle left his lips, followed by him smirking. “Don’t worry slut soon you’ll be filled again.”
Paul took a step back from him and Ben lifted his head up so he could watch what he was doing better. He bought his hand between his legs, popping open the button of his fly then tugging the zipper down. He reached inside, pushing his underwear down, freeing his erection from the confines of the fabric. A little gasp escaped Ben’s lips, his eyes widening at the sight of it. He knew that Paul was big, he’d caught sight of it while they were changing before, but he was soft then. It was clear hard he was even bigger, bigger than anyone he’d ever had and it sent a shiver through him. It wasn’t a shiver of fear or intimidation but one of want, of need.
Paul said nothing, but his smirk told him he’d caught the sound of his gasp. He took ahold of the lube again, spreading some over his fingers again before bringing them to his dick. He stroked himself a few times to cover it, then looked Ben in the eyes again and he could tell there was a slight change in them. He wasn’t the man who had just been fingering him, stretching him open while calling him a slut from the sounds he made. Instead he was Paul, his friend as he spoke. “Are you ready for this?”
Ben nodded, just once even though he wanted this more than anything. “Yeah I am.” He spread his legs as much as he could, offering himself to him. “Please Paul fuck me.”
“As you wish.” With those words and a smirk he switched back, moving back into action. He took ahold of Ben’s legs, lifting them up and hooking them over his shoulders. His dick pressed between Ben’s cheeks and as soon as the head found is hole Paul thrust into him.
Ben let out a cry out of pleasure, unable to stop the sound escaping his lips as his head tipped back and his eyelids fluttered closed. Paul’s dick felt so good inside him, though good felt too small a word for how it felt. The way it stretched him, the fullness of it, it felt almost overwhelming.
A part of him wished that he’d done this before and worried he’d not be able to do this again, but he quickly silenced it to enjoy the moment.
Paul stayed still inside him once he’d filled him. His hand had shifted from holding his dick to gripping Ben’s thigh, mirroring his other hand on the opposite leg. He must have stayed still only for a few moments but to Ben it felt longer, not that he minded one bit.
When Paul started to move he pulled back, then thrust back inside him, causing his body to shake on the table. His fingers gripped tighter onto him and he withdrew again, making Ben moan when he thrust back in.
“Fuck for a slut you feel so good.” Paul practically growled the words as he slammed into him. “Bet I’m the biggest you’ve ever had huh?”
Ben nodded as best he could, finding it hard to find his voice from the force of his thrusts. “Y… yeah.” Paul thrust into him again making him gasp and he stilled giving him a chance to gasp in a breath. “I’ve never even seen anyone as big as you.”
Paul grinned, his words satisfying him and then he gave him another harsh slam of his hips into him, making him cry out. Part of Ben was glad they were alone on the bus, but the bigger part of him knew he wouldn’t have cared if they were.
“You’re a pretty little thing.” Paul whispered, his right hand shifting up his legs, stroking over the inked skin of his chest, stopping to pinch his left nipple making him gasp. “But I bet you’d look even prettier if you did this.” He thrust into Ben again, stilling and moving his hand, gripping Ben’s wrist and bringing it down between his leg to his dick which, up until now had been neglected. Ben had a feeling what he’d say even before the words left his lips. “Touch yourself.”
It was a little awkward due to the positioning of his legs, but Ben managed to take his dick in hand and started to stroke himself. The moment he started to Paul resumed his movements, thrusting hard into him. At first Ben had assumed the thrusts were random but now he could see that there was some sort of pattern, almost like the beat of a song. Maybe if his mind wasn’t so consumed by pleasure he’d be able to work out if he was one but as it was? All he could do was let out moans and groans as he touched himself.
His cheeks flushed and he felt almost ashamed at how fast he felt his orgasm build in his belly. He wasn’t sure how but Paul must have somehow sensed it. “Don’t hold back. Cum for me slut, paint your pretty chest in your load, I need to see it.” That last would was punctuated by a particularly hard thrust and a growl.
The words were like a trigger and Ben cried out, loud enough he was sure if anyone was outside they would hear as well. He came, shooting his load across his belly and some of it did manage to hit the middle of his chest, and he had to admit it was probably the most intense orgasm of his life. His body went limp on the table and he watched in a daze as Paul kept fucking him before he let out a mix of a groan and growl. He knew he had came, even though he had now experience of what Paul sounded like when he did before.
He hoped that wouldn’t be the last time.
Has soon as was done he eased out of him, his hands gripping Ben’s legs and lowering them back down before stepping back. Ben looked on in a daze as Paul tucked his slick cock away, doing his fly back up as he caught his breath. When Paul spoke he was back to being his friend and former bandmate again. “I hope that was as good for you as you hoped it would be. It certainly was for me.” He smiled and Ben nodded, taking a moment to push himself up also he was seated on the table.
“Yeah it was. You were so…” He tried to search for the best word, but could only settle on one. “Hot. Thanks.”
“You’re more than welcome.” Paul smiled, running a finger through the mess on his chest and bringing it to his own lips, licking it off. The sight was so hot and more than a little unexpected, which must have shown on his face as Paul grinned. “Do you need me to get you anything? You’re welcome to use the shower if you want to clean yourself up.”
“Thanks.” Ben smiled and nodded a little in acknowledgement. A shower did sound good but at the same time part of him liked the feeling of being drenched in sweet and leaking his friend’s cum. He could definitely see why Danny liked it so much. “I could use a drink.”
Paul nodded then left and Ben heard the sound of a door opening and closing, before he returned with two bottles of beer. He noted from the label as one was handed to him that they were non-alcoholic, definitely for the best. They each took a long drink as Paul took a seat on the sofa.
“So did this.” Paul gestured with his free hand at Ben’s chest. “Help you with your thought?” When Ben looked at him a little blankly, still a little unfocussed from what had just happened and Paul helpfully supplied the answer. “About being jealous of Danny and his…. openness.” At that last word Paul spread his legs and Ben couldn’t help but find his gaze being drawn to his crotch.
He flushed, then took another drink and returned his gaze to Paul’s face before answering. “I can certainly see the appeal of being fucked like this.” He felt his cheeks heat up more at that. “But I don’t think I could do it like Danny does. Danny he…” He thought for a moment, considering his words as Paul watched in interest. “Danny is comfortable taking cock from anyone, even if he doesn’t know them well. I couldn’t do that, it has to be with someone I know, that I’d trust you know?”
Paul nodded with a slight smile. “Yeah that makes sense and it’s completely understandable. I’d not want to get on my knees for a guy I’d just met.” His words made him wonder if that was because he would go on his knees for someone he knew or if he was just against the idea in general. “Well I’m glad I could help sate your curiosity.” He paused for a moment, as if considering something before adding. “It’s a shame you’re not coming with us, it would’ve been fun to do this again.”
“Yeah it is. I’d like us to do this again too.” Maybe he could join a future Asking tour, or a festival date. He’d be sure the guys would be on board for it, though he wasn’t sure if they’d be able to do this as often as they might like. “We could always meet up sometime, do this again.”
“Yeah, I’d like that.” Paul smiled, reaching over and giving his thigh a slight squeeze. The touch sent a pleasant shiver through him. “You really are a slut.” Paul whispered, his voice low as he looked him over, drinking the sight of him in. “Sitting here naked looking like that.“
Ben flushed slightly and part of him wanted Paul to claim him again, though he wasn’t sure he could manage a round two. He was about to respond, when Paul leaned in and kissed him. It was only brief and surprisingly gentle but it made his heartbeat quicken. “As sexy as you look like that you might want to get dressed, unless you want a shower of course.”
Again he considered taking a shower again, but again he dismissed it. Instead he set his drink down and hopped off the table, gathering his clothes and putting them on as quickly as he could. He could feel Paul’s eyes on him the whole time and when he was dressed he took the seat next to him.
“Thanks again, you really were, fuck you were amazing. The best fuck I’ve had.” He flushed at the admission, but felt it had to be said.
“Well that’s quite the compliment.” Paul grinned, petting his now clothed thigh. “You were for me too.” Their eyes met and it felt like he was about to say something else.
But then they heard the door to the bus open and then the sounds of voices and movement and Ben could see James and Sam coming along the corridor. “Ah here you are! I wondered where you’d got to.” Ben offered a smile to James, though he found part of him wished his friend had stayed away awhile longer.
“Yeah I just felt like going somewhere a bit quieter.” He glanced sidelong at Paul. “Paul was kind enough to suggest coming back to the bus and we’ve just been chilling.”
“Mmmm.” James replied and Ben wondered if he’d caught sight of a stain on the table. “Well I’m glad we caught up with you before you left, it would have really sucked if we’d missed you go.”
“Nah I’d not leave without saying goodbye. Why don’t you join us for a last drink before I do.” James nodded and Ben got up, giving his friend a hug before ushering them into the main lounge. “Then we can see if we can round up Cam and Danny so I can say goodbye to everyone properly.”
Sam snorted and James grinned at the mention of Danny, no doubt he had paid him a visit before coming here.
The four of them settle together, starting to chat about nothing while drinking.
Pairing: Ben Bruce/Paul Bartolome
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Nothing really just smut
Notes: So I wasn’t gonna do anything with where Ben was after the other slam dunk fic but I kinda got inspired…. And then I left it to one side for so many months until finally deciding to get back to this (instead of the fic I meant to finish oop). Hopefully I can finish the other Slam Dunk fics cause they were meant to be done close together but again, failed. Again I really need a Ben (or Paul!) icon
After leaving Danny to his fun Ben made his way over the bar, where he knew the rest of the band would be. Well, the most of the band anyway, bar Danny of course and Cameron as well. Paul got him a drink and Ben drank it while listening to them talk about their performance.
Except he wasn’t listening, not really.
He thought of how he’d left Danny in the dressing room, on his knees with his hands bound and a load of cum on his face.
Even though he’d seen it before it was a hot image, and he was sure it would only be hotter by the time the night was over.
However he wasn’t only thinking how good he looked down there like that, or how much he’d miss seeing him like that.
He was thinking how he was kinda jealous of him, for being able to just… be like that.
“Hey, Earth to Ben?” Paul’s voice shook him from his thoughts. “You ok? You looked like you were somewhere else.”
He swallowed the last of his drink before answering. “Yeah, sorry. I was just… thinking.”
Paul nodded a little. “Yeah I get you. I bet you miss being up onstage huh? You know you can always come back whenever you want.”
Ben couldn’t help but smile at his response and he could certainly see how he came to that conclusion, but he shook his head. “It would be fun to come back… but that’s not what I was thinking.” He paused, considering for a moment before deciding to confide in him. “I was thinking how I’m kinda jealous of Danny.”
Paul blinked, then let out a cross between a snort and a laugh. “Jealous of Danny? That’s a new one!” He soon stopped laughing when he noticed his expression. “Sorry man I just… why?”
Ben considered dropping it and not elaborating but something made him reply honestly. “I know Danny can be a total arse, that he says and does things without thinking but… I wish I could be open like he is. Like Cameron is too.”
Paul was nodding along, then there was a flash of realisation as he caught his meaning, his eyes widening a little. “Oh.”
“Yeah.” Ben had lowered his voice a little now, stepping close to Paul. “Danny finds it easy to spread his legs for anyone and I just…” He wasn’t entirely sure how to finish that sentence so he just let the words hanging in the air. “So yeah that’s what I was thinking.”
There was a moment of silence between them, which felt longer than it probably was then Paul leaned closer, his own voice low. “Are you saying you want someone to dick you down?” The words sent a shudder through him, going straight to his dick.
“Is that an offer?”
Paul smirked a little before replying. “It is if you want it to be.”
Ben thought about it for a moment before nodding. Maybe it would be good for him to be a little more impulsive. “Yeah I do.”
Paul downed the rest of his drink in one quick gulp. “Where do you want to do this?”
Ben knew Asking’s dressing room was out of the question, so dismissed it immediately. He glanced at James and Sam who were just chatting while they nursed their own drinks. “How about the bus?” He suggested, hoping that Cameron wasn’t gonna be there doing… whoever he was doing.
“Sounds good to me.” Paul smiled, then led the way from the bar to where the buses were all parked. They didn’t say anything until they were inside the bus and Ben was relieved to find that they were alone. “Seems we’ve got the place to ourselves.” He smiles as he turned to face Ben, giving him his full attention. “So tell me what you want Ben.”
It was a simple thing to ask, especially since they’d never done anything sexual before, but at the same time it also felt like a loaded question. He wanted to feel what it was like to be like Danny, treated like a dirty little slut, but maybe that would be too much. No, if he thought about this too much this might just slip away.
“I want you to fuck me, hard.” He swallowed, looking him over, admiring just how… big Paul was. Suddenly images of being tossed around by him entered his mind but he pushed them away at least for now. “And I want you to call me a slut.”
Paul nodded with a slight smile. “That I can do.” He stopped at his bunk, reaching for his bag and feeling around in one of the pockets until he produced some lube. “Ah ha!” Ben was a mix of grateful that he had some but also kinda surprised, though he didn’t say so.
Paul led them through to the backroom of the bus where he removed the laptop off the table onto the one of the seats, then he turned his attention back to Ben. “Here good?” He gestured at the table and Ben couldn’t help but smile.
“Yeah.”
As soon as the word left his lips, Paul stepped closer to him, leaned in and kissed him with such a passion it caught him by surprise and left him breathless. When Paul pulled back he whispered, voice low. “You want us to stop you say ocean alright?” Ben nodded, feeling too breathless to form words. “Good.” Paul trailed a finger down his chest before speaking again. “Now I think you’re a bit overdressed for a slut.”
He stepped back and gave him a look and Ben quickly took the hint, starting to undress while Paul just stood and watched. Thankfully he wasn’t wearing too many layers, so soon his jacket, tee, trousers and underwear were on one of the seats, while his shoes and socks were on the floor in front of it, leaving him naked before him.
For a moment Paul just looked him over, his eyes scanning over his tattooed skin before lingering for a moment on his dick before he met his gaze again. “What a cute little slut you are.” The words sent a shiver through Ben, going straight to his dick. “Get on the table.” He nodded to it as he said the words, his hands on his hips.
Ben took a breath, then got on the table, laying across it on his back. Sure he could have just bent over it, but he wanted to see Paul’s face.
As he did that Paul had grabbed the lube again, popping it open to slick up his thick fingers. His dick bobbed just from the thought of what was going to happen and Paul clearly noticed, smirking. “Such an eager little whore.”
Ben felt his cheeks flush but he nodded, spreading his legs. He knew if Danny was in this position he’d say something perverted or to encourage Paul to get going. But he wasn’t Danny and those words didn’t come easily to him. “Yeah I am, please…”
Paul’s eyes drifted over him, drinking on the sight of him and then he smirked. “Well since you asked so nicely.” He bought his other hand down to his ass, spreading his cheeks. Ben felt himself flush a little more at being exposed to his friend for the first time, though any shame he might have felt was quickly banished by Paul’s fingertip pressing against his hole. It circled around his rim a few times, making him let out a soft gasp.
Then his finger eased into him and his gasp turned into a moan.
Paul steadily worked his finger into him, then he started to move it around inside him. It was a mix of wiggling, twisting and thrusting, making Ben let out soft moans as he worked him open. After a few moments a second finger joined the first, causing Ben to let out a louder moan, his fingers clutching the edge of the table.
“Oh you make such pretty sounds slut.” Paul’s voice was low as he looked down at him, his fingers curving to catch Ben’s spot making him let out another needy moan. “That’s it, just like that. A pretty slut like you should always be making these sounds.”
Ben found himself nodding along to his words, his hole squeezing around his fingers another moan slipping past his lips. There was something oddly freeing about this, about moaning so loud in the back of the bus like this. Now he was in this position he could definitely see the appeal and cursed himself for not doing it sooner. “Please…”
“Please what?” Paul asked, even though it was clear from his voice that he knew exactly what he was asking for. His fingers withdrew slightly only to thrust back into him, fresh moans escaping from him. “What is it you want slut?”
Paul’s fingers stilled then and Ben was thankful because he wasn’t sure he could answer otherwise. “Please fuck me, I want you your dick.” His voice sounded needy and his cheeks flushed but he found that he didn’t care.
“Spoken like a true slut.” Paul chuckled softly, withdrawing his fingers slowly from him, making him let out a whimper at the loss. Another chuckle left his lips, followed by him smirking. “Don’t worry slut soon you’ll be filled again.”
Paul took a step back from him and Ben lifted his head up so he could watch what he was doing better. He bought his hand between his legs, popping open the button of his fly then tugging the zipper down. He reached inside, pushing his underwear down, freeing his erection from the confines of the fabric. A little gasp escaped Ben’s lips, his eyes widening at the sight of it. He knew that Paul was big, he’d caught sight of it while they were changing before, but he was soft then. It was clear hard he was even bigger, bigger than anyone he’d ever had and it sent a shiver through him. It wasn’t a shiver of fear or intimidation but one of want, of need.
Paul said nothing, but his smirk told him he’d caught the sound of his gasp. He took ahold of the lube again, spreading some over his fingers again before bringing them to his dick. He stroked himself a few times to cover it, then looked Ben in the eyes again and he could tell there was a slight change in them. He wasn’t the man who had just been fingering him, stretching him open while calling him a slut from the sounds he made. Instead he was Paul, his friend as he spoke. “Are you ready for this?”
Ben nodded, just once even though he wanted this more than anything. “Yeah I am.” He spread his legs as much as he could, offering himself to him. “Please Paul fuck me.”
“As you wish.” With those words and a smirk he switched back, moving back into action. He took ahold of Ben’s legs, lifting them up and hooking them over his shoulders. His dick pressed between Ben’s cheeks and as soon as the head found is hole Paul thrust into him.
Ben let out a cry out of pleasure, unable to stop the sound escaping his lips as his head tipped back and his eyelids fluttered closed. Paul’s dick felt so good inside him, though good felt too small a word for how it felt. The way it stretched him, the fullness of it, it felt almost overwhelming.
A part of him wished that he’d done this before and worried he’d not be able to do this again, but he quickly silenced it to enjoy the moment.
Paul stayed still inside him once he’d filled him. His hand had shifted from holding his dick to gripping Ben’s thigh, mirroring his other hand on the opposite leg. He must have stayed still only for a few moments but to Ben it felt longer, not that he minded one bit.
When Paul started to move he pulled back, then thrust back inside him, causing his body to shake on the table. His fingers gripped tighter onto him and he withdrew again, making Ben moan when he thrust back in.
“Fuck for a slut you feel so good.” Paul practically growled the words as he slammed into him. “Bet I’m the biggest you’ve ever had huh?”
Ben nodded as best he could, finding it hard to find his voice from the force of his thrusts. “Y… yeah.” Paul thrust into him again making him gasp and he stilled giving him a chance to gasp in a breath. “I’ve never even seen anyone as big as you.”
Paul grinned, his words satisfying him and then he gave him another harsh slam of his hips into him, making him cry out. Part of Ben was glad they were alone on the bus, but the bigger part of him knew he wouldn’t have cared if they were.
“You’re a pretty little thing.” Paul whispered, his right hand shifting up his legs, stroking over the inked skin of his chest, stopping to pinch his left nipple making him gasp. “But I bet you’d look even prettier if you did this.” He thrust into Ben again, stilling and moving his hand, gripping Ben’s wrist and bringing it down between his leg to his dick which, up until now had been neglected. Ben had a feeling what he’d say even before the words left his lips. “Touch yourself.”
It was a little awkward due to the positioning of his legs, but Ben managed to take his dick in hand and started to stroke himself. The moment he started to Paul resumed his movements, thrusting hard into him. At first Ben had assumed the thrusts were random but now he could see that there was some sort of pattern, almost like the beat of a song. Maybe if his mind wasn’t so consumed by pleasure he’d be able to work out if he was one but as it was? All he could do was let out moans and groans as he touched himself.
His cheeks flushed and he felt almost ashamed at how fast he felt his orgasm build in his belly. He wasn’t sure how but Paul must have somehow sensed it. “Don’t hold back. Cum for me slut, paint your pretty chest in your load, I need to see it.” That last would was punctuated by a particularly hard thrust and a growl.
The words were like a trigger and Ben cried out, loud enough he was sure if anyone was outside they would hear as well. He came, shooting his load across his belly and some of it did manage to hit the middle of his chest, and he had to admit it was probably the most intense orgasm of his life. His body went limp on the table and he watched in a daze as Paul kept fucking him before he let out a mix of a groan and growl. He knew he had came, even though he had now experience of what Paul sounded like when he did before.
He hoped that wouldn’t be the last time.
Has soon as was done he eased out of him, his hands gripping Ben’s legs and lowering them back down before stepping back. Ben looked on in a daze as Paul tucked his slick cock away, doing his fly back up as he caught his breath. When Paul spoke he was back to being his friend and former bandmate again. “I hope that was as good for you as you hoped it would be. It certainly was for me.” He smiled and Ben nodded, taking a moment to push himself up also he was seated on the table.
“Yeah it was. You were so…” He tried to search for the best word, but could only settle on one. “Hot. Thanks.”
“You’re more than welcome.” Paul smiled, running a finger through the mess on his chest and bringing it to his own lips, licking it off. The sight was so hot and more than a little unexpected, which must have shown on his face as Paul grinned. “Do you need me to get you anything? You’re welcome to use the shower if you want to clean yourself up.”
“Thanks.” Ben smiled and nodded a little in acknowledgement. A shower did sound good but at the same time part of him liked the feeling of being drenched in sweet and leaking his friend’s cum. He could definitely see why Danny liked it so much. “I could use a drink.”
Paul nodded then left and Ben heard the sound of a door opening and closing, before he returned with two bottles of beer. He noted from the label as one was handed to him that they were non-alcoholic, definitely for the best. They each took a long drink as Paul took a seat on the sofa.
“So did this.” Paul gestured with his free hand at Ben’s chest. “Help you with your thought?” When Ben looked at him a little blankly, still a little unfocussed from what had just happened and Paul helpfully supplied the answer. “About being jealous of Danny and his…. openness.” At that last word Paul spread his legs and Ben couldn’t help but find his gaze being drawn to his crotch.
He flushed, then took another drink and returned his gaze to Paul’s face before answering. “I can certainly see the appeal of being fucked like this.” He felt his cheeks heat up more at that. “But I don’t think I could do it like Danny does. Danny he…” He thought for a moment, considering his words as Paul watched in interest. “Danny is comfortable taking cock from anyone, even if he doesn’t know them well. I couldn’t do that, it has to be with someone I know, that I’d trust you know?”
Paul nodded with a slight smile. “Yeah that makes sense and it’s completely understandable. I’d not want to get on my knees for a guy I’d just met.” His words made him wonder if that was because he would go on his knees for someone he knew or if he was just against the idea in general. “Well I’m glad I could help sate your curiosity.” He paused for a moment, as if considering something before adding. “It’s a shame you’re not coming with us, it would’ve been fun to do this again.”
“Yeah it is. I’d like us to do this again too.” Maybe he could join a future Asking tour, or a festival date. He’d be sure the guys would be on board for it, though he wasn’t sure if they’d be able to do this as often as they might like. “We could always meet up sometime, do this again.”
“Yeah, I’d like that.” Paul smiled, reaching over and giving his thigh a slight squeeze. The touch sent a pleasant shiver through him. “You really are a slut.” Paul whispered, his voice low as he looked him over, drinking the sight of him in. “Sitting here naked looking like that.“
Ben flushed slightly and part of him wanted Paul to claim him again, though he wasn’t sure he could manage a round two. He was about to respond, when Paul leaned in and kissed him. It was only brief and surprisingly gentle but it made his heartbeat quicken. “As sexy as you look like that you might want to get dressed, unless you want a shower of course.”
Again he considered taking a shower again, but again he dismissed it. Instead he set his drink down and hopped off the table, gathering his clothes and putting them on as quickly as he could. He could feel Paul’s eyes on him the whole time and when he was dressed he took the seat next to him.
“Thanks again, you really were, fuck you were amazing. The best fuck I’ve had.” He flushed at the admission, but felt it had to be said.
“Well that’s quite the compliment.” Paul grinned, petting his now clothed thigh. “You were for me too.” Their eyes met and it felt like he was about to say something else.
But then they heard the door to the bus open and then the sounds of voices and movement and Ben could see James and Sam coming along the corridor. “Ah here you are! I wondered where you’d got to.” Ben offered a smile to James, though he found part of him wished his friend had stayed away awhile longer.
“Yeah I just felt like going somewhere a bit quieter.” He glanced sidelong at Paul. “Paul was kind enough to suggest coming back to the bus and we’ve just been chilling.”
“Mmmm.” James replied and Ben wondered if he’d caught sight of a stain on the table. “Well I’m glad we caught up with you before you left, it would have really sucked if we’d missed you go.”
“Nah I’d not leave without saying goodbye. Why don’t you join us for a last drink before I do.” James nodded and Ben got up, giving his friend a hug before ushering them into the main lounge. “Then we can see if we can round up Cam and Danny so I can say goodbye to everyone properly.”
Sam snorted and James grinned at the mention of Danny, no doubt he had paid him a visit before coming here.
The four of them settle together, starting to chat about nothing while drinking.
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Date: 2025-03-23 01:59 pm (UTC)I like how it starts with Ben being distracted about what he's seen, it's almost like being away from it all has changed his mind a little and now that the sex/sluttiness isn't in constant view, being "thrown" back in has given him a fresh mindset. And he wants to hear about the band, but his thoughts are elsewhere. I find it kind of funny that Paul just goes to thinking Ben wants to come back, before laughing about him being jealous of Danny...but then instantly takes it seriously when he realises Ben is being serious and gets pretty sweet with him. Or well, as sweet as you can be when offering someone a hard dicking, lmfao.
His nervousness was sweet too, how he wanted privacy and was worried about Cameron seeing him if he was also on the bus. Kinda makes me think that he never 'embraced' his sluttiness whilst being a member of the band because he was essentially the band leader, and perhaps didn't want people to think less of him if they knew he wanted to be really submissive.
And then like I mentioned in my other comment, I just really liked how sweet this was, the Paul/Ben pairing works really well and I like how Paul really looked after him whilst giving him what he wanted. Almost makes me think he was giving him a little more respect than he 'usually' would due to Ben's status in Asking, so to speak. Like, he isn't asking to be called sir, he keeps checking in on him, etc etc.
I loved the way Paul fucked him too. With a sweetness along with a dominance, completely leading the way but doing it in such a manner that ensured Ben felt at ease with the situation whilst giving him the rough dicking he so desperately craved, heh.
And then I really loved how this didn't just end immediately after the sex, that it showed a little bit of 'aftercare' and Paul making sure that Ben had a good time, and that he was completely okay. It was so so so sweet and I could totally see him doing that even though he's a mouthy shit when he wants to be 😂 How he wants to know if he helped with Ben's thoughts, and I appreciated the openness between the pair, especially when Ben admitted he wouldn't want to be fucked by just about anyone, and that Paul agreed. I loved that little hint, that he's versatile rather than completely dominating!! 👀
Also the ending, I TOTALLY feel that Cassells clocked them somehow and knew what they'd actually gotten up to, heh.
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Date: 2025-03-23 02:34 pm (UTC)Oh I like that thought! When I started it I didn’t have in mind exactly why this time was different enough for Ben to think that, so I really love that. And yeah Paul naturally assumes Ben’s thinking of missing the band, then his comment just sounds ridiculous at first (jealous of Danny?🤣) but then when he realises Ben’s serious he decides to offer so he can sate his curiosity if he wants to.
Yeah absolutely. I think he took his role seriously (well as seriously as you can being in a band with Danny) and that’s part of why he never did anything (and also why he didn’t bring it up with Cameron either)
I’m glad you thought so and yeah there’s something so sweet about them. Yeah he knew that Ben was inexperienced and so didn’t wanna push him too hard. He’s also aware that Ben only asked to be fucked hard and called a slut so didn’t wanna go further than that. And yeah it’s not only Ben’s asking status that makes him respect him more but also that he’s a friend and not some random hookup
Yeah I loved that too I’m glad it worked so well
Aww thank! And yeah it’s cause he cares for Ben so felt I should show that too. Heee that’s true he can be! But yeah he wanted to make sure that Ben had a good time, that it satisfied his curiousities (and also hoping he’d want to again👀) and yeah I dunno where those hints came from but it felt right (and I’m tempted to do a sub Paul at some point cause of them😅)
He absolutely did! 😂I figured he caught sight of a stain on the table and as they were the only two there….👀
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Date: 2025-03-25 12:28 pm (UTC)Yeah, I guess it's just different coming in as an 'outsider' after being a part of the band (and being the founder) for so long. I like how Paul seemed very careful not to step on anyone's toes either!
That makes total sense, I kinda see him as having a little bit of fun on the side here and there, but nothing major or whatever.
Awww, that is really sweet about him not pushing him too hard. I like to think he's maybe testing the waters, seeing how it goes and whether it opens the door for potential future encounters - where he might be able to take things a little further!
It really did! Which is funny because I don't see Paul as being 'sweet' as such. He's cocky and a bit mouthy, but I liked that this other side of him was so natural!!
I see Paul as working well either way! He's definitely got that bossy, mouthy top energy, but on the other hand he is very very easygoing so is totally open to bottoming for the right people!
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Date: 2025-03-25 06:14 pm (UTC)Yeah absolutely!
Same, I might have to do something else with him👀
Yeah I think if it was anyone else he might have pushed but with Ben? Yeah exactly!
That’s true he really is those things😂
Yeah absolutely! 👀