Spelling Lessons

Ashley’s mouth went dry as he watched CC jerk himself off. CC’s lips parting in a groan of pleasure as his cum sprayed over Ashley’s chiseled stomach. Just the sight of the drummer’s strong chest and shoulders pulsing above him with desire for him was enough to make Ashley want to jump the drummer right then, but this new game was going to be more fun. His eyes slid down CC’s slender torso, watching the well-defined V of those slim hips undulate as he milked every last drop from his erection.

CC sighed in satisfaction, as he let go of his cock, and sat on his haunches between Ashley’s spread legs. His smeared face paint spread with his impossibly wide Cheshire Cat’s grin as he met Ashley’s sex-laden eyes.

“I’m ready for my lesson, Master Purdy,” he said, smearing his cum over Ashley’s tattoo.

“Good boy,” Ashley said, watching his stomach twitch under CC’s dexterous fingers. He doesn’t beat off on drums all day for nothing. “Today’s lesson is spelling, Mr. Coma.”

“And what word would you like me to spell, sir?” CC asked.

“Outlaw,” Ashley said with a devious wink.

“Yes, sir.” CC stilled his hand and started sucking on his fingers one by one. “But may I practice first?”

Ashley nodded, watching him flip his mass of black hair behind his back despite having it tied with a bandana.

CC hovered over Ashley’s stomach. Shivers prickled over Ashley’s flesh as his cool breath blew over his cum covered abs.

“Outlaw,” CC recited. Extending his tongue, he traced the O in one swift sweep of a circular motion. He licked his lips, relishing in the taste of his cum mixed with Ashley’s before repeating the motion several times. Each time the circles shrunk smaller and smaller until his tongue wiggled on its tip right in the center. Placing his mouth over the entire letter, he sucked a soft shade of purple love bite. Lifting his head, he smiled as Ashley shut his eyes, head titling backwards.

“O,” CC announced before ducking his head again. Starting at the top, he trailed his wet tongue down backwards. Flattening it at the curve of the letter before turning to go back up. He repeated the process on the other side.

“U,” he breathed against Ashley’s wet skin, quickly moving to the next letter.

In one quick puppy dog lap, he flicked his tongue up the stem of the “T”. Then angling his entire head sideways, he pointed his tongue and ever so lightly flicked it up over the skinny serif of the letter. Turning his head back to center, he licked across the bridge of the letter. Pointing his tongue again he finished it off with the same motion down the other side.

“T.”

In short laps, he licked backwards, down the shaft of the “L”. On reaching the base, he punctuated it with slight nips as he moved along the line of black ink. With an artful flick of his tongue, he completed his tracing along the tiny kick out of the letter.

He caught Asley’s eye. The bassist was breathing heavily. Fists digging further into the sheets as he tried to resist touching the strained heat between his legs. The slender drummer easily arched himself like a cat over Ashley’s growing erection, oh so careful only to look but not touch. Ashley shut his eyes, trying to block out that sexy smile and those sinful eyes that stared back at him behind locks of black hair.

“L,” CC whispered. His voice was softer, lower, heady and pungent in Ashley’s ear.

CC lapped at the serif of the “A” before licking his way up one side and back down the other. For the bridge of the letter he did a quick swipe across. He repeated the process going backwards.

“A,” CC purred, arching forward on his hands and knees, mimicking a passionate thrust. Ashley groaned, shaking his head, begging for a touch. The sly drummer just licked his teeth, continuing to purr like a tempting vixen.

“Shit,” Ashley muttered, his head lulling from side to side. “Keep going.”

Wiggling his tongue in little zigzags, CC worked his way down and up, and down and up, over the stretches of the “W”. Noticing how Ashley trembled with arousal at this, he traced it several more times, going faster up one side and then slower as he went down the other. The tight controlled movements made Ashley dizzy.

“W.” Raising his head, he licked the spare drops of cum from his lips, smearing his face paint even more as he did so.

“Outlaw,” CC repeated, letting his breath hit the bassist’s goose bumped flesh. Ashley gritted his teeth, feeling his toned stomach contract and expand. His entire torso glistened with sweat, and CC’s saliva and cum.

“Good,” Ashley croaked. He tried clearing his throat to sound more professor-like. “Now spell it for me.”

CC opened his mouth, but closed it again. Ashley lifted his head off the pillow, frowning slightly. “What’s the matter?”

A coy smile illuminated the drummer’s lips. “I think I need some more practice.”

Ashley smiled as he exhaled, and nodded toward his glistening torso. “Get to it.”

Eagerly CC ducked his head, tongue already charting out new ways to tease Ashley as he practiced spelling the word again, and licking the letters of his favorite tattoo. When he was done, he sat back on his knees, smiling wide as his gaze drifted over the shiny, heaving chest.

“Outlaw. O. U. T. L. A. W. Outlaw,” he recited.

Ashley only nodded, grabbing his erection. “Good job, Mister Coma. You pass.”

“What do I get?” CC confiscated Ashley’s hands, bringing them to his sides.

“You get to suck your teacher off.”

CC hummed in thought, analyzing the bassist’s aroused body. He shook his head. “No. I want a star for spelling the word correctly.”

Without another word, CC grabbed Ashley’s shoulder and turned him over on to his stomach. Climbing on top of him, he pushed his knees against the backs of Ashley’s. He subdued the aroused bassist with firm kneading on his strong tattooed shoulders. Bowing his head, he traced his tongue over the shape of the stars on Ashley’s back. He lapped at the dots of ink before sucking them between his teeth and lips at each of the five points on the star.

Ashley moaned and started thrusting his hips into the mattress, trying to relieve the throbbing need between his legs. Sensing this, CC stopped. Scooping his hand around Ashley’s hips, he pulled the bassist onto all fours. Ashley gasped as cold air hit his cock. Holding him close, CC continued to lick and suck at the tattoos.

“Fuck, C. What the hell are you trying to do to me?” Ashley squirmed in CC’s grip, but the drummer’s strong tattooed arm around his waist held him fast.

CC grinned into his skin. Chuckling slightly, he raised his head to whisper in Ashley’s ear, “Rewarding you for being such a good teacher, Ash.” He nipped along one line of his inked stars. “Now don’t move.”

His hands slid down to clutch the bassist’s hips, CC reached over and fumbled around for a bottle of lube. Wrenching the cap off with his teeth, he spat it across the room.

“Oh shit!” The bassist shrieked as he felt cold gel hit his flushed back.

CC laughed above him, fingers swirling in the cold lotion, spreading it over his firm back. “You’re going to love this.” He rubbed his slickened fingers together, warming the lotion, before placing them at Ashley’s entrance. “Now spell what you want me to do to you.”

Using the tips of his fingers, he teased his along the crack of his ass. Ashley bit his pillow, as he desperately tried to take all of the drummer’s fingers in him. CC pulled away, giving him a quick swat on the ass.

Ashley groaned and nodded. Pulling his mouth away from the pillow, he said, “Fuck me… God!” Ashley jumped as he felt the drummer’s talented tongue swirl around his stars again.

“Spell it,” CC cooed against his skin. The cool air of his breath made Ashley’s cock ache. He wiggled from side to side, trying to wrench himself free. CC readjusted his hold on his taut stomach, restricting even more movement.

“F. U. C. K!” Ashley quickly exhaled as CC’s fingers slid into him, curling up to find his prostrate.

“Keep, going, Outlaw,” CC urged as his fingers scissored back and forth, stretching him.

“M. E.”

“What’s that spell?” CC asked. Ashley just groaned. Working himself as best he could on CC’s fingers. The drummer withdrew his hand so only the tips were barely inside him. Ashley whimpered. “What’s that spell!”

“Fuck me!” Ashley cried out. Reaching behind him, he grabbed CC’s hair, pulling him around for a hard kiss. CC returned it, drawing the bassist back into his chest and sliding his cock smoothly up Ashley’s ass. The bassist groaned in his mouth as he pressed his hips back into CC’s. Like a shooting star they rocked and bucked against each other’s warm wet bodies.

CC trailed his fingers down Ashley’s throat, over his chest, to clumsily trace the Outlaw tattoo. He smiled into the kiss as he felt the bassist’s rock hard belly ripple under his ministrations, despite lacking the earlier precision. Ashley jacked his cock as he bit CC’s lips, causing a sharp moan from the drummer.

“Fuck you’re so hot when you jack off for me,” CC whisper, watching the bassist work himself into a frenzy of lust.

“You’re fucking hot when you fuck me.” Ashley tugged on his bottom lip, drawing it out and letting it go with a muted snap. “Now, make me cum, bitch.”

CC quickened the pace, pushing harder and harder until Ashley saw stars. As he sent the bassist into free fall, Ashley rose up into utopia. CC met him there quickly after. Wet and spent, they collapsed onto the bed with CC still half inside Ashley. After a few minutes, he pulled the rest of they way out, splaying out on his back in a tawdry fashion. Their limbs and hair were matted together in smears of body paint, cum, saliva, and lube.

CC poked his arm. Fuck. Does my drummer have the stamina of the energizer bunny, or what? Ashley laughed to himself. He turned looking at the paint-smeared face of his sexy lover.

“I want to get some new ink,” CC announced, his eyes glittering with sexual mischief.

“Yeah? Where?” Ashley asked.

CC didn’t reply, but cupped Ashley’s ass. Running his hand down and over the gentle swell of his cheeks and tapped him right along the line of his ass crack.

Ashley smiled.

Notes

This is my first and possibly my only BVB fanfic. If you like it let me know. I might delete it, since I have a bad habit of doing that with my work. :3