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“No!! Not at the moment! I’m sore and tired and just grumpy!”
“Excuse me? When did I give you permission to say no?!”
“Well I am! Not now!”
Murdoc’s eyes narrowly glared at the defiant singer, who was sitting up in bed reading. Murdoc’s pushing advances and slight touches had not aroused the blue haired man, hardly stirred him at all.
“Look Muds if you want a shag go find someone else!”
Murdoc looked taken aback at this. “No mate, I want you.”
2-D gave the bassist a confused look. He wants me?
“Well you just gonna have to wait then!”
Murdoc growled under his breath. He started to touch himself next to the singer, who couldn’t help but side glance at this action. After a few minutes Murdoc sighed in frustration.
“How about now?”
“No!”
Murdoc grabbed the magazine 2-D was reading, throwing it across the room. 2-D sighed. “Fine, alright, I’ll get out.” He went to leave but a hand was already round his throat. 2-D’s eyes widened in shock as he struggled against the older man. Murdoc pulled him back onto the bed. Murdoc was strong, not muscle built, but he had a demonic inner strength, especially when he wanted something.
“No Murdoc! I will bloody call Russ or something!” The bassist was already taking his underwear off. “Nah mate, You wont”. Murdoc ripped up the article in his hand, wrapping it around 2-D’s toothless mouth. He then proceeded to remove the singer’s own underwear, and rolled him over onto his front.
Murdoc grabbed one of 2-D’s arms and twisted it behind his back. 2-D mumbled in pain. Murdoc made no effort to be gentle with the squirming victim. He spread 2-D’s anus with his free hand and jabbed his dick inside. 2-D would of howled if he could, the burning pain searing through him, damaged from last nights consensual sex.
Murdoc pounded at 2-D, a red smudge appeared, trickling in between them.
Murdoc let go of the singer’s twisted arm, smearing the blood away. He tore his nails down the pale back of the singer.
“Remember who owns you!”
2-D had struggled free of the makeshift gag, and called out for Murdoc to stop. It was painful on the singer, and he felt ashamed that he was having to hide the fact this was turning him on. He didn’t want it. But he wanted it. He kept calling out for Murdoc to stop, every time was replied to with a sharp thrust. 2-D desperately tried to drag himself away, his body contorting around the bassist. Murdoc wouldn’t take no for an answer. 2-D tried to use all his body weight to pull himself off the older man, almost managing a few times, until Murdoc, gave him a few blows to the face and ribs for the trouble.
It was at this moment where 2-D’s blatant erection from all this was noticed by Murdoc, who looked at 2-D. He laughed, as the younger man started to weep a little. “I fucking knew it you little dullard.”
“No! I don’t! I didn’t…want..I..” 2-D sighed. His body slumped against Murdoc’s penetrations, and he relaxed, giving into his fate. Murdoc tore into 2-D’s insides, until he came. The liquid made 2-D flinch in pain, he was raw and bloody. It trickled out slightly red as Murdoc pulled out.
“Why do you do it to me, Murdoc?”
Murdoc licked his lips. “I er,” a slight pang of guilt flashed across his eyes. He softly rolled 2-D over who was still erect. He rolled his tongue around his mouth, and moved down, starting to lick at 2-D’s dick. “Murdoc..no..just..” 2-D’s pulse started racing. Murdoc didn’t often do things like this. He ran his tongue gently around the head, very gently. 2-D gave in completely at this moment, the sexual instincts getting the better of him. He pulled at Murdoc’s hair, signalling him to put it in. And Murdoc did. He softly sucked at 2-D’s dick, still playing with it with his long tongue.
Murdoc was attentive, his touch felt sensitive and soon 2-D was bucking his hips at the bassist. The temperament of Murdoc changed so drastically that 2-D felt he was completely in control. He pushed Murdoc’s head faster onto his dick. His body jolted and he came inside the bassist’s mouth, who proceeded to swallow.
“I think that settles it mate. It’s so fucking obvious.”
Murdoc looked agitated and grunted in question.
“We do love each other don’t we? I mean the things we do for each other and let each other do.”
Murdoc drummed his fingers on 2-D’s leg. He slid beside the singer, putting an arm round. 2-D, although a little shocked, fell into the comfort.
“Its weird though aint it mate?”
2-D looked startled. “What, that we are both blokes?”
Murdoc laughed. “Nah, nothing like that.”