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You lay on the couch, slightly uncomfortable, resting a book on your chest. Your eyes were trained on the words, reading sentence after sentence somewhat mindlessly.
You were staying at your brother, Kurt’s, flat at the moment. It was very cramped, and kinda dirty. Not only were you staying with Kurt but so was his drummer, Dave.
You’d met Dave a couple times before, but you’d never been around him so much. You couldn’t help but be interested in Dave. He was sweet and funny and passionate, whilst also being kinda shy and sensitive. It was hard finding guys like that. All the guys you knew were assholes.
You were alone in the house again. Dave and Kurt liked to go out a lot. Drinking, hooking up, doing interviews, whatever. It seemed like they were never home yet they made a spectacular amount of mess. You’d done more cleaning of the flat in the week you’d been here than you’d done in a month at your own home.
You’d ordered some pizza and the box lay half eaten on the coffee table next to you. You sighed, loudly, letting the book fall. It could get terribly boring lying around at Kurt’s. When you’d come down to visit you imagined more.. partying. But so far Kurt had refused to let you come along with them to anything.
At some point in your dull monotonous evening, you’d dozed off, pizza and book forgotten. You were still sprawled across the couch peacefully sleeping when Kurt and Dave got home.
The two stumbled through the door, swaying together and trying to keep quiet. They spotted you sprawled across the couch, mouth hanging open and cheeks rosy with sleep. Dave admired you for a long moment before Kurt hit his arm, almost like a warning ‘don’t do anything to my brother.’
Dave glared at him playfully before walking off towards the kitchen.
“I’m going to bed,” Kurt announced, whispering. Or, well, trying to. He wasn’t doing such a good job, considering he was drunk. Dave nodded. “I’m gonna stay up a little longer.” Dave wasn’t as far gone as Kurt, just a little tipsy.
He went to the fridge, grabbing a beer can and walking back through into the living room. You were still fast asleep, curled up on the dirty and messy couch. Dave smiled, sitting down on the arm of the couch.
But, being tipsy, Dave slid off the couch arm, falling onto your feet instead. You stirred, eyes opening, reddened and bleary as you looked down. Dave stared at you with a sheepish expression, eyebrows knit and smile wife and awkward.
“Shit, sorry,” Dave said in a hushed voice. “Go back to sleep, go back to sleep.” He soothed, rubbing your leg awkwardly. You smiled, rubbing your eyes and sitting up.
“I’m not a toddler, Dave, I’m not just gonna be lulled back to sleep.” You giggle gently, voice groggy and weak from lack of use. Dave stared at you with slightly reddened cheeks.
“Right, my bad. Hey..how come you’re sleeping on the couch? Kurt has a spare room for you to use.” Dave said. He was so shy and nervous, not sure what to say. Before you had come Kurt had pulled Dave aside and spoken to Dave firmly.
“My brother is staying at the same time as you. Now I know you’re bi, Dave. And he is too. But I don’t want you hooking up with my brother. Don’t you dare.” Kurt’s speech to Dave had been finished with a very hard poke to his chest.
Dave had thought it would be easy to avoid you, all the pictures Kurt had of you you’d looked incredibly dorky, but when he’d seen you and spoken to you the past few days he realised you were exactly his type.
You shrugged, sitting up and crossing your legs, cracking your back. “Mm, I just fell asleep on here. Was very bored. These nights..are long.” You swung your head towards Dave, looking at him with a sleepy smile.
Dave swallowed deeply, drinking some cool beer to soothe his nerves. You were so handsome all groggy like that.
Dave nibbled his lip nervously. “I’m sorry you haven’t been able to come out with us. Kurt..I dunno, he’s so weird about you hangin out with me. I’m not sure why.”
You stared at him for a long moment before leaning in closer. “Kurt knows you’re exactly my type.” Dave stared at you, caught out, with wide dark eyes. He swallowed nervously, bobbing his head. “Right. Oh. Okay then.”
You smiled at him slightly, leaning back on the couch. Dave was weird. You liked that. Your hand came to rest on his knee, tracing circles. “I wish you guys would let me go out with you.” You mumbled, giving Dave your biggest, cutest eyes possible.
He swallowed again, looking down at your hand on his leg. He tried to weigh up what was going on. He knew Kurt would be mad at him if he fucked his brother, but at the same time, Dave and you were both grown men! Who was Kurt to stop him? And..well, he didn’t need to find out.
“I’ve been asking Kurt,” Dave murmured, leaning closer. His dark hair fell over his shoulders. You wanted to wrap your fingers round it, kiss him all over. “But he just..doesn’t want you around me.”
You smile, leaning in as well. You were so close now, eyes locked into one another. Dave had funny lips, thick and round, little dips of skin under his lower lip. Dave was just so cute, like a chipmunk of sorts. You wanted to nip his skin, see what sound he’d make.
“Well..maybe it’s not up to Kurt.” You stared at Dave for a little longer before you both leaned in at the same time, lips colliding, pressing together. Dave’s hand snakes around your body, spread fingers pressing against your lower back. You thread your hand through Dave’s hair, feeling the soft strands. You wondered if he used conditioner. You wondered how often he washed it. You could smell the faint whiff of coconut and raspberry which made you grin against his mouth.
Dave tugged you closer, both arms wrapping around you now. He’d put his beer down and was now just focused on you. You were so gorgeous, so unlike all the other people he was around. You weren’t greasy and dirty and gloomy. You were bright and sweet and, well, clean.
You tugged at Dave’s hair, moaning into his mouth. “Mmf you’re so pretty, Dave. Oh gosh.” You kissed him even more eagerly, pulling him closer. Dave moaned back, giggling a little. You were so eager. He slid his hands down your back even further, touching your ass.
You let out a noise of surprise, pulling back and staring at Dave. Dave blushed brightly, embarrassed by your reaction. “I’m sorry. Too fast?” He apologised shyly.
You shrug, pushing against him again and crawling onto his lap. “No. I want you. Barely fast enough.” Dave shivered happily, wrapping his arms around you and squeezing your ass again. The two of you kissed passionately, tongues on tongues, sucking on lips.
Dave turned around on the couch, laying you on your back and kissing down your neck. You moaned softly, feeling up Dave as he did the same to you.
“Oh, Dave,” you moaned breathlessly, tugging his head. Dave was rocking his hips against you, already hard. He groaned as you slid your hand down, cupping as squeezing his crotch.
“You don’t play around, do you?” He laughs gently, pushing your shirt up. You sat up, letting it go up snd over your head. You stared at him, watching as he did the same.
“I’ve wanted this for a while.” You mumbled, staring up at Dave. He bit his lip, rocking his hips again. He licked his lips, wetting them, feeling his heart beat faster.
“I really want to fuck you. Is that okay?” Dave asked, worn out and breathless. His voice was raw, looking desperate. You smirked, grabbing Dave’s head and yanking him back down. “Shit, please!”
After making out a little longer and shedding clothes down to their pants, dave got up. “I think Kurt keeps some lube in the bathroom. Let me go grab it. Sit tight.”
Dave jogged through the flat as quietly as possible. Kurt had been pretty far gone by the time they’re returned home so he hoped—prayed—that he’d be sound asleep by now. He did not want to get caught fucking Kurt’s brother.
He walked into the bathroom, searching the different cabinets for a bottle of lube. He stared at himself in the mirror. His hair was long and raggedy and his eyes were tired. He was skinny. He wondered why you were so attracted to him. He thought he was more weird looking than good looking. But..he wasn’t gonna argue your attraction. If you wanted to fuck, then great! He wouldn’t challenge that.
He found the lube and creeped back through the flat, peaking past Kurt’s door to check. He was sound asleep on the bed, thank goodness.
Dave returned to see you sprawled on the couch, hair over your face, legs spread wide, hardon pressing against your boxers. He practically whined.
Dave walked back over to the couch, wrapping his arms around your waist and tugging you up onto his lap. He sat back on his heels, pulling your legs over him and letting you lie back down.
He kissed down your neck, licking and sucking at your skin. He moaned against you, rutting his hips. “You’re so sexy.” He growled against your skin, lifting your legs up.
He pulled your boxers down, slipping them off your legs. He did the same before repositioning himself, laying your legs over his thighs.
Dave squirted a bit of lube onto his hand, slicking up his erect cock. You stared hungrily at him, watching his hand slide up and down his shaft. It was such a pretty colour, a fair size too. Who knew Dave was this hot?
Dave looked down, smiling at you, cheeks flushed. “How much prepping do you need?” He asked, lifting up your leg and slipping in a slicked up finger. You shiver as he entered you, suppressing a moan. “Not much. It’s fine.”
He worked a second finger in, starting to pump in and out, curling his fingers round to try find that pleasure button. You gasped, biting your lip and melting into the sensations. Dave’s fingers were bigger than yours, bigger and longer. It was delicious.
“Have you slept with a guy before?” You ask lazily, just enjoying the sensations. Dave nodded. “Mhm. A couple of times. Though I’m not the most experienced. Um..have you?”
You nodded, smiling at him and peaking through your eyes lashes. “Yeah, I have.” Dave thrust his fingers in at a particular angle, causing you to gasp and grip onto him. “Shit.” You muttered.
Dave kissed down your neck, sliding his fingers in and out gleefully. He wanted to prep you a little more before putting his dick in you.
“Dave,” you moaned breathlessly, grabbing onto his arm. Dave was thin but he did have some nice muscle definition. “Put it in me, please. Cmon. I want it.”
Your begging went straight to Dave’s dick and he couldn’t hold off any longer. He withdrew his fingers, squirting a bit more lube onto his dick. “I’ve been admiring you for a while.” Dave mumbled, pushing your legs up and exposing your hole. You shivered, whining a little. You wanted it, bad.
Dave lined up his cock head to your hole, licking his lips. He bit his bottom lip, thrust his hips forward, edging further and further into you. You gasped, wincing slightly as Dave’s head popped past the ring of muscle. You clung into Dave’s arm, hissing as he pushed his whole cock into you.
“Not too sore?’ Dave murmured, kissing your lips tenderly, peppering kisses along you. He was trying to suppress his groans, not wanting to take too much pleasure if you were in pain.
You shook your head. “No..no, it’s fine. You can move. Don’t start too fast though.” Dave huffed out, letting out a breath he’d been holding. He started to rock his hips, slipping in and out. He lifted you further up onto his legs, raising your hips so he could angle himself deeper.
You moaned deeply, whining as he started to thrust into you, angling deep and hard, brushing up against that little pleasure button.
“Oh fuck!” You cried, throwing your head back over the arm rest. Dave gripped your hips, hair falling over his chest. He was thrusting into you faster now, gasping as he felt you clench around him. He jerked his hips over and over again, fucking deeper and deeper with every movement.
Soon the both of you became two hot, sweaty bodies, thrusting and writhing in pleasure. You whined and moaned, pulling at your hair and throwing your arms over your eyes. It felt so good, Dave driving in so deep. He was such a nice shape, smooth and lean and long. Both body and dick.
Dave buried his face in your neck, kissing and sucking, hands still on your hips as he thrusted deeper and deeper, again and again. It felt so good you couldn’t speak. The two of you were a mess of pleases and more and swears and yes’s. It felt so good, you were hardly remembering to stay quiet.
Your hand was wrapped around your own cock, pumping up and down. You could feel an orgasm coming on and you were chasing that feeling desperately. Dave could feel him nearing his own orgasm. He dug his fingers into you, driving you in faster. His thighs burned and flexed, your legs were laid across them.
Dave pressed his lips against yours and you moaned against him, your free hand wrapping round in his hair, tugging him closer and keeping him there.
With a few final pumps of your fist you were cumming, spurting onto your fingers and chest, Dave also getting slick with it. You cried out, trembling and groaning as you spurted upwards.
Dave moaned as well, angling himself to thrust deeper and harder. “Is it okay if I cum in you?” He groaned desperately, breathing heavily. You nodded, vision fuzzy, seeing stars with pleasure.
Dave finished, finally, hips slowing and cock pulsating inside your ass. He pumped his load into you and you let out a weak mewl, Dave groaning thickly against your skin. The two of you were sweaty and sticky and covered in cum.
Dave collapsed on top of you and the two of you lay together, catching your breath. Eventually Dave pulled out after going soft, curling into your slightly. “God.” He groaned, kissing at your neck.
You lazily stroked at his skin, finger rubbing against him. You were tired now and just wanted to roll over and cuddle with Dave.
After resting for a little while you and Dave both cleaned up in the bathroom, using wet towels to wipe away all the gross substances. You groaned gently, sitting down on the bathtub rim.
“My backs sore from the way I was lain over the arm rest.” You complained, cracking it. Dave gave you a sympathetic look. “Hey, you can come into my room if you want. There’s always room for one more.” He flashed a grin at you, big and toothy, just how you liked it.
You nodded, pleased. The thought of snuggling up with Dave’s lean and toned body and sleeping with him was too good to refuse. You’d have to be careful not to get caught out by Kurt though.
- - -
The next day came and it was late morning. You’d slipped out of Dave’s room—not before pressing one last lingering kiss. You were starting to suspect this wasn’t going to be a one time thing.
You returned to your own room, having a shower m and put on a fresh pair of clothes. When you re-emerged Dave and Kurt were sat at the table, coffee in hand and toast simmering away in the toaster.
You sat down next to Dave, giving him a long smile before looking over at Kurt. Kurt eyed the two of you and Dave kept his head ducked down, hair falling over his cheeks—which was good, because they were turning bright red.
Kurt sighed loudly, face screwing up as he put down his coffee. “You guys fucked, didn’t you?”