I Was In Love

Bam's POV

Ok, so it wasn’t an ideal situation. Ville was hard. Sounds pretty good, eh? Well, wrong. My ass was sore, and my dick was raw. It was probably a good thing that he wanted to fuck rather than be fucked, because I don’t think my dick could have taken the tight, hot confines of his sexy finnish ass.

,,,Sexy Finnish ass…God damn, he’s hot. I love fucking him into the mattress. OK, enough, Bam, back to the issue at hand.

Ville was waving his hand in front of my eyes by the time I came out of my reverie about his ass.,

“Earth to Bammie! Helllloooo!”

“Sorry, Babe. Just daydreaming.”

“What about?”

“About fucking you.”

“Oh really?”

“Really.”

“Do you want to…?”

“Yes, but I don’t think my dick could take it right now. I want you to fuck me.”

At that, he grabbed the back of my head and pulled me down so I was face-to face, or would that be face-to-dick?, with his cock. I grinned and licked the head teasingly. His fingers tightened on the back of my neck and it sent a shiver down my spine. I took him into my mouth in one fell swoop, swallowing him down my throat. He moaned and arched, his hands pulling my hair, urging me to continue. No such luck.

I pulled away and poured a liberal amount of lube on his cock before straddling him and rubbing my dick against his. It was a movement meant to tease and it worked. He grasped my hips, squeezing tightly.

“God, Bam, stop teasing and fuck me!”

“Anything you want, Dear.”

I impaled myself on him in one swift movement of my hips. It hurt like anything, but I didn’t care. He screamed for me, and I bit back a cry of pain. Always quick-witted, Ville noticed immediately and began slow, languid rubs on my back with his guitar-callused hands. It soothed my aching muscles and relaxed my body so that his not-so-small cock didn’t hurt quite as badly. I began to slowly raise myself off of his cock

“Oh god, Bam..”

I began to pump him faster and slam myself onto him harder, clenching my muscles around him. I could tell he was close, his breathing changed, his moans became whimpers. He wrapped a skilled hand around my cock just as I heard a loud bang come from downstairs. It was enough to pause us mid-fuck.

The noise was followed soon by a loud stomping up the stairs. I heard Dunn’s voice yelling “you cant go up there, you fucking bitch!” and Raab laughing his dumb ass off. I had time to look confusedly at Ville before the door opened and a pissed off blonde walked into the room.

“What the fuck are you doing here?”