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Henry and Jared - On Tour (backdated to summer 2014)
[Long days and nights spent on a bus ... Backdated to Mars tour last year]
Henry and Jared are laying on the couch, having lost track of the time. Their bodies are entwined, clothes awry, making out like a couple of teenagers whose parents have gone out of town. Jared is just working up to rubbing his cock against Henry's leg, conveniently wedged between his own legs, while Henry's tongue does that thing is his mouth that makes him whimper and beg for more.
Any attempt Henry has made at being absolutely chaste with Jared on the bus has ended in failure. Either Jared tempts the resolve right out of him - not difficult since Henry considers his boy pretty much
irresistible anyway; or Henry succeeds in withstanding said temptation and winds up with a sad boy in need of consolation - in which case consolation is the way of the dark side, leading right back to
temptation which is not to be thwarted a second time.
Even so, Henry has made a valiant effort to keep their lack of chastity to their room. Or if not their bedroom, then when they know Shannon isn't going to be around. It's a spectacular breakdown of
logic considering the fight that led to Henry's concern about being too overt with his boy.
Fuck logic.
Jared wriggles above him and Henry encourages the humping with a hand on that sweet ass. Even through the ugly tights Jared has taken to wearing, Henry can feel the heat pouring off his boy. He licks alongthe seam of Jared's pallet and moans into the kiss as Jared's knee sneaks high enough to give him a bit of pressure in the best of places.
Shannon really should learn to fucking knock first. It's etiquette that's served well on other tours Henry's been on. A simple knock could avoid a lot of singed eyeballs. But there's no knock and Shannon
is already two steps into the lounge when Henry registers his presence. Freezing, he breaks the kiss and looks up at the other man through the curtain of Jared's curls. "Shit."
For one moment, that seems endless to Jared, time stands still. Almost cowering, Jared clings to Henry so tight, they find marks later but right now, he's waiting for a gigantic storm to break.
He'll have a long wait.
"J, have you seen the time? The local radio station are here to interview you, I said you were asleep and had turned your phone off." Shannon is looking straight into Jared's eyes, there is no anger that
Jared can see.
"You've got five minutes, Hank? Can I leave you to make him look respectable?"
As Henry seems to have lost the power of speech, Shan doesn't wait."Hurry up, guys." He shouts over his shoulder as he clatters out, slamming the door behind him.
Henry blinks. It feels like someone has put his brain on pause and he can't seem to find the restart button.
"Hal?" Jared whispers. "What did you do to Shan?"
Henry's brain rushes back into activity, three simultaneous thought tangents running even as he whispers back a, "Fuck if I know." Shannon didn't freak out, he does know that. And Jared is going to be late if
he doesn't get his boy moving now.
With a swat to the perfect swell of asscheek still resting under his hand, Henry grunts, "Get off."
"Fuck ..." Jared jumps up, starts stripping. "I smell of sex." He throws his pants at Henry's head, laughing, fetches clean ones, clean underwear too. He'll think about Shannon later.
~~~
Jared has been wound tight all day. Maybe it's too many shows in a row, maybe it was the phone call last night, maybe he didn't eat enough at lunch. It doesn't matter now. Mars is up soon; the openers
are already on stage. There's no time to draw this out, but that doesn't mean Henry isn't enjoying it anyway. Curling his tongue around the throbbing vein, he gives Jared's prick that much more suction.
Never has Jared needed this release as much, how he's going to get through the next leg without Henry, well he doesn't know. That tongue, oh fuck that tongue. It's amazing and he's there right there.
Even as his cock pulses, the door is opening and fucking hell. Not again.
"They're ready for us J." The only sign that he has clocked what's happening here is the pulse in Shannon's head. "You need to move your ass." He glances at Henry then he's gone, quietly shutting the
door behind him.
"Hal?" Jared whispers.
Fuck. Henry shakes his head as much as he can around his mouthful of prick. Can't undo it now and Jared is still hard and throbbing over his tongue and so fucking close. Henry slides the hand cupping Jared's
ass to center, fingers curling his cheeks apart and middle finger skimming over his hole as he flutters his tongue.
Despite Shannon's transformation, Jared is never going to be resist this and he comes, hard, feeling rather than hearing the slight choke from Henry. That just makes it more erotic.
"Fuck me tonight, put the gag in my mouth and your fat prick in my ass." He whispers.
Henry grunts a chuckle up at his insatiably horny boy and focuses on swallowing. Jared's hips twitch, his shaft bouncing over Henry's tongue with the force of his orgasm. Henry licks his way to the tip
for the last of it, moaning low in his throat as he finally gets a taste. It's more than a twitch this time as he flicks the tip of his tongue into the slit to get the last sticky remnants of jizz.
Oh fuck, fuck. Jared's body is hypersensitive, he groans, his hips flexing, his eyes focused on Henry who looks as hot as fuck like that, on his knees. Somewhere in his head, Rayon is desperate to get her
hands on him. But Henry is Jared's. He smiles despite the shivers running through him.
One last lick and Henry pats Jared's hip. "You'd better go," he says roughly, looking up at his boy with lust darkened eyes. Oh yes, there's promise there, but Henry's happy enough to wait for payment.
Jared will be twitchy after the show but too tired to do anything about it and Henry can tuck him in properly then.
"I had." Grinning, Jared jumps up, feeling better than he did before Henry pushed him down and undid his pants. "I'll make it up to you." He takes a moment to centre himself then he's hurrying towards the
stage, a definite spring in his step.
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Henry and Jared are laying on the couch, having lost track of the time. Their bodies are entwined, clothes awry, making out like a couple of teenagers whose parents have gone out of town. Jared is just working up to rubbing his cock against Henry's leg, conveniently wedged between his own legs, while Henry's tongue does that thing is his mouth that makes him whimper and beg for more.
Any attempt Henry has made at being absolutely chaste with Jared on the bus has ended in failure. Either Jared tempts the resolve right out of him - not difficult since Henry considers his boy pretty much
irresistible anyway; or Henry succeeds in withstanding said temptation and winds up with a sad boy in need of consolation - in which case consolation is the way of the dark side, leading right back to
temptation which is not to be thwarted a second time.
Even so, Henry has made a valiant effort to keep their lack of chastity to their room. Or if not their bedroom, then when they know Shannon isn't going to be around. It's a spectacular breakdown of
logic considering the fight that led to Henry's concern about being too overt with his boy.
Fuck logic.
Jared wriggles above him and Henry encourages the humping with a hand on that sweet ass. Even through the ugly tights Jared has taken to wearing, Henry can feel the heat pouring off his boy. He licks alongthe seam of Jared's pallet and moans into the kiss as Jared's knee sneaks high enough to give him a bit of pressure in the best of places.
Shannon really should learn to fucking knock first. It's etiquette that's served well on other tours Henry's been on. A simple knock could avoid a lot of singed eyeballs. But there's no knock and Shannon
is already two steps into the lounge when Henry registers his presence. Freezing, he breaks the kiss and looks up at the other man through the curtain of Jared's curls. "Shit."
For one moment, that seems endless to Jared, time stands still. Almost cowering, Jared clings to Henry so tight, they find marks later but right now, he's waiting for a gigantic storm to break.
He'll have a long wait.
"J, have you seen the time? The local radio station are here to interview you, I said you were asleep and had turned your phone off." Shannon is looking straight into Jared's eyes, there is no anger that
Jared can see.
"You've got five minutes, Hank? Can I leave you to make him look respectable?"
As Henry seems to have lost the power of speech, Shan doesn't wait."Hurry up, guys." He shouts over his shoulder as he clatters out, slamming the door behind him.
Henry blinks. It feels like someone has put his brain on pause and he can't seem to find the restart button.
"Hal?" Jared whispers. "What did you do to Shan?"
Henry's brain rushes back into activity, three simultaneous thought tangents running even as he whispers back a, "Fuck if I know." Shannon didn't freak out, he does know that. And Jared is going to be late if
he doesn't get his boy moving now.
With a swat to the perfect swell of asscheek still resting under his hand, Henry grunts, "Get off."
"Fuck ..." Jared jumps up, starts stripping. "I smell of sex." He throws his pants at Henry's head, laughing, fetches clean ones, clean underwear too. He'll think about Shannon later.
~~~
Jared has been wound tight all day. Maybe it's too many shows in a row, maybe it was the phone call last night, maybe he didn't eat enough at lunch. It doesn't matter now. Mars is up soon; the openers
are already on stage. There's no time to draw this out, but that doesn't mean Henry isn't enjoying it anyway. Curling his tongue around the throbbing vein, he gives Jared's prick that much more suction.
Never has Jared needed this release as much, how he's going to get through the next leg without Henry, well he doesn't know. That tongue, oh fuck that tongue. It's amazing and he's there right there.
Even as his cock pulses, the door is opening and fucking hell. Not again.
"They're ready for us J." The only sign that he has clocked what's happening here is the pulse in Shannon's head. "You need to move your ass." He glances at Henry then he's gone, quietly shutting the
door behind him.
"Hal?" Jared whispers.
Fuck. Henry shakes his head as much as he can around his mouthful of prick. Can't undo it now and Jared is still hard and throbbing over his tongue and so fucking close. Henry slides the hand cupping Jared's
ass to center, fingers curling his cheeks apart and middle finger skimming over his hole as he flutters his tongue.
Despite Shannon's transformation, Jared is never going to be resist this and he comes, hard, feeling rather than hearing the slight choke from Henry. That just makes it more erotic.
"Fuck me tonight, put the gag in my mouth and your fat prick in my ass." He whispers.
Henry grunts a chuckle up at his insatiably horny boy and focuses on swallowing. Jared's hips twitch, his shaft bouncing over Henry's tongue with the force of his orgasm. Henry licks his way to the tip
for the last of it, moaning low in his throat as he finally gets a taste. It's more than a twitch this time as he flicks the tip of his tongue into the slit to get the last sticky remnants of jizz.
Oh fuck, fuck. Jared's body is hypersensitive, he groans, his hips flexing, his eyes focused on Henry who looks as hot as fuck like that, on his knees. Somewhere in his head, Rayon is desperate to get her
hands on him. But Henry is Jared's. He smiles despite the shivers running through him.
One last lick and Henry pats Jared's hip. "You'd better go," he says roughly, looking up at his boy with lust darkened eyes. Oh yes, there's promise there, but Henry's happy enough to wait for payment.
Jared will be twitchy after the show but too tired to do anything about it and Henry can tuck him in properly then.
"I had." Grinning, Jared jumps up, feeling better than he did before Henry pushed him down and undid his pants. "I'll make it up to you." He takes a moment to centre himself then he's hurrying towards the
stage, a definite spring in his step.
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