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It’s February 16th 1964. Miami, FL. The Beatles are staying at the Deauville Hotel. After their second performance on The Ed Sullivan Show. John and Ringo head to their hotel room. John pulls out a bag with lingerie, a nice mesh red baby doll.
John slammed the hotel room door behind him, locking it so no one could walk in. Ringo looks at John as he removes his shoe.
Ringo: Hello, John
John: Hello, Ringo. I got you something.
Ringo: Right on.. What is it?
John pulls out the red baby doll mesh
Ringo: You’ve got to be kidding me.
John: No, put these on. Make yourself look like a bird for me.
Ringo: John, what are you on?
John: Come on, Ringo. Do this for me.
Ringo: I’m not too sure, Johnny
Ringo holds baby doll mesh; he hesitates. He looks at it and then at the mirror
John: I picked it out just for you, Richie.
Ringo: No-
John gets irritated
John: You’re wearing this whether you want to or not; I spent a good dime on this, just for you not to wear it.
Ringo: Fine, I will wear it. Just look away….
Ringo removes his trousers and his button-up shirt. He puts on the red mesh baby-doll lingerie
John: Come on, Ringo, you take forever. Let me see.
Ringo: John… I look foolish. I don’t want you to look-
John cuts him off. John stood up and walked towards Ringo. Grabbing Ringo’s waist and spinning Ringo towards the mirror.
John: Look at you. You look stunning
Ringo hesitated as he looked at himself in the mirror. The red mesh is transparent, hugging his frame. His body feels exposed, yet he is allowing this.
Ringo: John.. I’m not too sure this is embarrassing and feels weird.
John's grip around Ringo’s waist. One hand slides down to Ringo's hip possessively. Messing with Ringo’s underwear
John: You look way better like this. Now say what you are
Ringo's breath hitched, as he can feel John's breath on his neck
Ringo: I’m your bird.. he whimpers
John: Say it louder
Ringo: I’m your bird John
John smirked, kissing Ringo’s neck
John: You look gorgeous. Now get on your knees Ringo.
Ringo: On my knees?
John: Be a good girl and get on your knees
Ringo: John your not asking me too-
Ringo: I don’t know how to
John: On. your. Knees
Ringo slowly gets on his knees, as John removes his trousers and boxers. Ringo looks up at John.
John: Open up, Ringo and use that mouth.
Ringo is humiliated as he opens his mouth. Ringo starts by licking John’s tip.
John groans
John: Keep going just like that
Ringo is too awkward and stiff with his head movement. He tries to copy what Maureen does to him. With his lips wrapped around John’s dick, bobbing his head slowly and gagging as John goes farther.
John: Fuck Rings your shit at this..
John grabs Ringo’s hair as he thrust his hips into Ringo’s mouth
John: Use your tongue.
John pulls out from Ringo’s mouth
Ringo: John, I can’t. I'm not good at this
John: You can’t even give a proper blowjob. I just hope that you can be good and take it. Now lay on your stomach
Ringo lays on his stomach, as the red baby red mass shows a good view of Ringo’s ass.
John: You’re my girl tonight. Girls take what they are given.
John removes Ringo’s underwear and throws it aside.
John: Spread your legs fully, dear
John grabs silicone lube, put the on his fingers.
Ringo: Wait-
John: I said spread your legs
Ringo: I never done this
John: Just relax.. I know what I am doing
John fingers fucks Ringo, presses on Ringo’s prostate. Ringo moans as John just messes with his prostate.
Ringo: Are you su- oh! John- right there
Ringo sees that he is already drooling.
John: Drooling already? I haven't started the fun part.
Ringo arches his back trying to signal to John that his enjoying it
John: Stay like that
John pulls his fingers out and gets a bit of lube for his dick.
John: Ready
Ringo: mhm
John cock teasing against Ringo’s hole. Slowly pressing the tip inside Ringo’s hole, Ringo’s legs start shaking.
Ringo: Stop teasing John…
John goes in; didn’t even bother with slow fucking. Rough thrusting
Ringo: Ah Joh-
John covers Ringo’s mouth to quiet down his loud moans
John: Quiet, you don’t want Paul and George to hear us, do you?
Ringo: I don’t m-mind Ringo moans
John pulls Ringo's hair
John: You don’t mind?
Ringo: No..
John: Well, I do mind..
Something about the hair pulling turns Ringo on. John pushes Ringo to the pillow
Ringo: ugh
John lifts Ringo's red mesh baby-doll lingerie. Just to smack Ringo's ass. Ringo tries to lift his head, but John pushes his head back into the pillow
John: Don’t lift your head unless I say so
Ringo nods. Ringo tries to fuck himself on John’s dick
John: Desperate are you?
John lifts Ringo’s head. Ringo nods
John: Answer me, Richard
Ringo: Yes, I’m desperate
John: What a desperate bird..
Ringo: Yes, I’m a desperate bird. Ah- I’m close
John stops
Ringo: No, please keep going.. John?
John slowly strokes Ringo’s cock roughly through the mesh. Bringing him close but edging him
Ringo: Please, John... Just let me cum
John: Hold it in, Richie
Ringo: Please
John: Shhh
John lightly slaps Ringo's thigh as he slowly enters Ringo
John fucks him hard, removes his right hand from Ringo’s hair, using both hands to hold Ringo’s hips
John: Is that better? John heavy breathes
Ringo nods.
John: I can’t hear you
Ringo: YES- just continue Joh- oh
Ringo cums; his legs are shaking while John is still chasing his organism
Ringo: Too much… Ringo whimpers and cleans his drool
John: I’m almost done
John finally slams deep and groans as he cums inside Ringo
John slowly pulls out
They take a moment to breathe; Ringo looks up at John
Ringo: Can I take this off now?
John: Yeah, you can