2 Singers, A Songwriter, & a Cute Little Gay Boy
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Singers/Bands/Musicians › Green Day
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
1,475
Reviews:
6
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Currently Reading:
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This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Green Day. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Respect
Same...rating changes now.
2 Singers, A Songwriter, & A Cute Little Gay Boy
Chapter Three: Respect
"That's my room." Druscilla muttered betwen kisses, pointing at the mahoghany door. Billie reached a hand behind him and turned the handle. They stumbled in and Druscilla gently lead him to the bed without ever breaking their kiss.
As Druscilla lay back on the bed, pulling her dress over her head, Billie Joe sensed this would be a truly amazing night. It wasn't that she was the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen, although she was. As Druscilla lay there, completely nude and aroused, the thing Billie wanted to do most was kiss her.
So he did, while slowly working the ubttons on his shirt open. Druscilla responded to the sweet kiss, her tongue deep in his mouth, and reached her hands out to undo Billie Joe's belt. For a moment, he glanced down and the chipped pink and green nail polish on Druscilla's nails made him even harder than before.
He'd had lovers before, girlfriends, even a painful--thankfully short--engagement. But Druscilla was raw. . . he'd never met anyone with even an ounce of the power she had. She came onto men with the attitude of knowing she'd get what she wanted; did she really mean for the men to become emotionally attached.
Because Billie knew that if she didn't, leaving her in the morning would be one of the hardest things he'd ever had to do.
His thoughts were dashed when Druscilla broke the kiss. The belt was loose and she made quick work of the zipper and button, letting Billie's pants slip to the ground. Her beautiful green eyes widened when she discovered the man in her room was wearing nothing under those pants.
Slowly, Druscilla's lipstick covered mouth parted to take Billie's shaft inside. She'd never been able to deep throat . . . she took about half of him in her mouth before she felt the familiar gagging in the back of her throat.
And it was that, and other things, that would have Billie willing to quote fucking sonnets by the end of the night. All those things, all those perfections you'd expect the perfection sexual being to possess . . . well, it only turned him on more to discover just how human Druscilla really was for all that beauty and raw emotion.
She ran her tongue along the length of him, pausing for a moment to gently cup his sac, squeezing over so slightly. She licked up to to the tip of his dick and began the entire rhythm over again.
Just when Billie was certain he was going to spill into her mouth, Druscilla pulled back. A smile adorned lips shining from saliva, sweat, and precome. "Billie Joe, you're going to be begging to put your cock inside of me by the end of the night." She lay down on the bed and pointed a mahoghany dresser. "Bottom drawer. I want you to pull out anything that intrigues you. And keep in mind I'll climax at least once before I let your dick anywhere near my pussy."
The profanity spilling from the lips of a girl nine years his junior, made any arguments Billie had stop before they left his lips. He moved to the dresser, his erection still painful, and knelt to open the bottom drawer. It look as though Druscilla had raided at least four different sex stores.
He chanced a glance at the bed, but the brunette was absorbed with pinching and tweaking her own nipples. Billie smiled slightly and gingerly sorted through the treasure trove of toys Druscilla had stashed away. After making his selection, he returned to the bed. Two could play this game. He smiled. Yes, two can play this naughty, nasty game.
He slowly placed his hands over Druscilla's, which were still busy pinching at her erect nipples, which were steadily accumulating a darker pink from all the abuse, almost as if they were blushing. Druscilla only gave a soft moan of protest as Billie placed her hands on the pillow, his own fingers lightly tracing her plams for a moment. Druscilla didn't close her eyes once.
It was a bit unnerving.
"Leave your hands there." Billie ordered, his voice husky.
Druscilla smiled. "Sure." She lifted her leg so that her knee lightly ran across his inner thigh. "Remember, at least once . . ."
Slowly, with green eyes following his every movement, Billie pulled the small vibrator, only two or three inches in length, not very thick, from it's case. He flicked it onto high carelessly and placed the tip of it over the little hood of flesh who knew would get Druscilla moaning.
Sure enough in less than a minute . . .
"Oh, fuck, Billie." Her voice was higher pitched than normal, which Billy knew was a good sign.
Slowly, the hood retreated just the barest bit. Quick as a flash, Billie ran the end of the vibrator over Druscilla's wet lips and pressed it to her exposed clit.
"Oh, fucking fuck!" Druscilla tensed up and tried to raise herself slightly to get more pressure on the little button that was creating so much pleasure.
Billie chuckled silently and removed the vibrator, quick flipping it off. Before Druscilla could protest, he had shoved a longer vibrator--about seven inches--into her soaked folds. As he started to move the thing inside of her, the setting on 'low', Druscilla shuddered, her lips clenching, breath hitching, breasts taut. For the first time, her eyes closed. "B-Billie Joe?"
He left the vibrator on, but moved higher on the bed so that his lips were pressed against the woman's ear. "Yes, princess?"
"Fuck me. Hard."
Quickly the vibrator was removed and turned off. When Billie asked Druscilla if she'd do it on her knees, the brunette turned over so quickly she nearly got whiplash.
Billie reached for the thing on the nightstand and Druscilla heard the wrapper crinkling. She smiled.
Billie ran an appraising hand over her ass after he was sheathed, but slipped a finger inside her dripping pussy instead. Slowly, pulling out every new inch or so and starting over, he led himself into her entrance. By the time he was fully in her, Druscilla was quivering again.
Billie Joe's fingers gripped tightly to Druscilla's hips. Slowly, he ran his fingers over her spine, before setting a fast and harsh rhythm. Her breathing was raspy. He tried not to think as he took her, pulling nearly all the way out before slamming in again. He felt her tightening around him again nearly ten minutes later.
That did it. His seed filled the glove encasing him and he pulled out, depositing the latex into a trash can beside Druscilla's bed. She turned to face Billie and kissed him, her arms snaking around his waist. "Stay." she murmured, her face in his neck. "Stay, Billie Joe, at least for tonight."
Smoothing her hair, the man gave a smile. He'd stay as long as she would have him. A thing of beauty should be respected.
Druscilla had earned his respect long ago.
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Ahhhh...next chapter will probably be lighter...not saying no sex, but probably less emotions. More fun. More Chris and Gerard. Any suggestions, let me know, whether sexual or plotwise. Oh, but no orgies or three-ways with Billie and Dru and Chris/Gerard. Sorry.
2 Singers, A Songwriter, & A Cute Little Gay Boy
Chapter Three: Respect
"That's my room." Druscilla muttered betwen kisses, pointing at the mahoghany door. Billie reached a hand behind him and turned the handle. They stumbled in and Druscilla gently lead him to the bed without ever breaking their kiss.
As Druscilla lay back on the bed, pulling her dress over her head, Billie Joe sensed this would be a truly amazing night. It wasn't that she was the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen, although she was. As Druscilla lay there, completely nude and aroused, the thing Billie wanted to do most was kiss her.
So he did, while slowly working the ubttons on his shirt open. Druscilla responded to the sweet kiss, her tongue deep in his mouth, and reached her hands out to undo Billie Joe's belt. For a moment, he glanced down and the chipped pink and green nail polish on Druscilla's nails made him even harder than before.
He'd had lovers before, girlfriends, even a painful--thankfully short--engagement. But Druscilla was raw. . . he'd never met anyone with even an ounce of the power she had. She came onto men with the attitude of knowing she'd get what she wanted; did she really mean for the men to become emotionally attached.
Because Billie knew that if she didn't, leaving her in the morning would be one of the hardest things he'd ever had to do.
His thoughts were dashed when Druscilla broke the kiss. The belt was loose and she made quick work of the zipper and button, letting Billie's pants slip to the ground. Her beautiful green eyes widened when she discovered the man in her room was wearing nothing under those pants.
Slowly, Druscilla's lipstick covered mouth parted to take Billie's shaft inside. She'd never been able to deep throat . . . she took about half of him in her mouth before she felt the familiar gagging in the back of her throat.
And it was that, and other things, that would have Billie willing to quote fucking sonnets by the end of the night. All those things, all those perfections you'd expect the perfection sexual being to possess . . . well, it only turned him on more to discover just how human Druscilla really was for all that beauty and raw emotion.
She ran her tongue along the length of him, pausing for a moment to gently cup his sac, squeezing over so slightly. She licked up to to the tip of his dick and began the entire rhythm over again.
Just when Billie was certain he was going to spill into her mouth, Druscilla pulled back. A smile adorned lips shining from saliva, sweat, and precome. "Billie Joe, you're going to be begging to put your cock inside of me by the end of the night." She lay down on the bed and pointed a mahoghany dresser. "Bottom drawer. I want you to pull out anything that intrigues you. And keep in mind I'll climax at least once before I let your dick anywhere near my pussy."
The profanity spilling from the lips of a girl nine years his junior, made any arguments Billie had stop before they left his lips. He moved to the dresser, his erection still painful, and knelt to open the bottom drawer. It look as though Druscilla had raided at least four different sex stores.
He chanced a glance at the bed, but the brunette was absorbed with pinching and tweaking her own nipples. Billie smiled slightly and gingerly sorted through the treasure trove of toys Druscilla had stashed away. After making his selection, he returned to the bed. Two could play this game. He smiled. Yes, two can play this naughty, nasty game.
He slowly placed his hands over Druscilla's, which were still busy pinching at her erect nipples, which were steadily accumulating a darker pink from all the abuse, almost as if they were blushing. Druscilla only gave a soft moan of protest as Billie placed her hands on the pillow, his own fingers lightly tracing her plams for a moment. Druscilla didn't close her eyes once.
It was a bit unnerving.
"Leave your hands there." Billie ordered, his voice husky.
Druscilla smiled. "Sure." She lifted her leg so that her knee lightly ran across his inner thigh. "Remember, at least once . . ."
Slowly, with green eyes following his every movement, Billie pulled the small vibrator, only two or three inches in length, not very thick, from it's case. He flicked it onto high carelessly and placed the tip of it over the little hood of flesh who knew would get Druscilla moaning.
Sure enough in less than a minute . . .
"Oh, fuck, Billie." Her voice was higher pitched than normal, which Billy knew was a good sign.
Slowly, the hood retreated just the barest bit. Quick as a flash, Billie ran the end of the vibrator over Druscilla's wet lips and pressed it to her exposed clit.
"Oh, fucking fuck!" Druscilla tensed up and tried to raise herself slightly to get more pressure on the little button that was creating so much pleasure.
Billie chuckled silently and removed the vibrator, quick flipping it off. Before Druscilla could protest, he had shoved a longer vibrator--about seven inches--into her soaked folds. As he started to move the thing inside of her, the setting on 'low', Druscilla shuddered, her lips clenching, breath hitching, breasts taut. For the first time, her eyes closed. "B-Billie Joe?"
He left the vibrator on, but moved higher on the bed so that his lips were pressed against the woman's ear. "Yes, princess?"
"Fuck me. Hard."
Quickly the vibrator was removed and turned off. When Billie asked Druscilla if she'd do it on her knees, the brunette turned over so quickly she nearly got whiplash.
Billie reached for the thing on the nightstand and Druscilla heard the wrapper crinkling. She smiled.
Billie ran an appraising hand over her ass after he was sheathed, but slipped a finger inside her dripping pussy instead. Slowly, pulling out every new inch or so and starting over, he led himself into her entrance. By the time he was fully in her, Druscilla was quivering again.
Billie Joe's fingers gripped tightly to Druscilla's hips. Slowly, he ran his fingers over her spine, before setting a fast and harsh rhythm. Her breathing was raspy. He tried not to think as he took her, pulling nearly all the way out before slamming in again. He felt her tightening around him again nearly ten minutes later.
That did it. His seed filled the glove encasing him and he pulled out, depositing the latex into a trash can beside Druscilla's bed. She turned to face Billie and kissed him, her arms snaking around his waist. "Stay." she murmured, her face in his neck. "Stay, Billie Joe, at least for tonight."
Smoothing her hair, the man gave a smile. He'd stay as long as she would have him. A thing of beauty should be respected.
Druscilla had earned his respect long ago.
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Ahhhh...next chapter will probably be lighter...not saying no sex, but probably less emotions. More fun. More Chris and Gerard. Any suggestions, let me know, whether sexual or plotwise. Oh, but no orgies or three-ways with Billie and Dru and Chris/Gerard. Sorry.