First fic request for @anaalnathrakhs is complete, nsft and ploy!Crue (minus Mick) warning!! Other than that enjoy! ;)
"Shit!, Vince, slow the fuck down, you're breaking my fucking hips man!” Nikki hisses,feeling a bit old for having to say that ,his hands and knees trembling from the mer minutes spent on them, Vince not helping him stay steady with how rough he's fucking up into him.
Vince slows down a little but not enough to actually stop hurting Nikki, but this time it hurts just enough to feel good, he hums and moans to show Vince that he's doing a good job and to keep it up.
He's about to beg for it faster when a hand suddenly grasps his jaw.
“Hey, you forgetting something man?”
Tommy says, his dick still dripping wet from Nikki's previous sucking, his dark brown eyes look into Nikki's with proformative seduction and Nikki looks back up at him and smirks playfully.
“No sorry Tom, just had to steer Vince right, I swear to God he couldn't fuck himself out of a paper bag, even after all these years”
He yelps when there's a sudden slap to his ass and whips his head around to Vince, giving him a dirty look from the corner of his eye.
“Hey now” Vince says in warning, glaring at Nikki in a way he knew spelled trouble for him if he continued to insult the singer. Seemed that Vince didn't find his joke all that funny.
For a moment Nikki falls out of his playful subspace and actually feels bad about the petty little insult. Curse his conscience.
Vince seems to spot this uneasiness quickly however and get's Nikki out of his spiralling overthinking thoughts quickly by fucking him just the right amount of deeper.He also rubs Nikki's ass where he slapped it in silent apology. Oh how far they've come from just fucking each other raw on the staircases of mansions (or how far the mighty had fallen, depending on how you looked at it)
Nikki is grateful for how well the guys know him by now after years of doing this…and tries not to think about how this will probably be their last time by focusing on Vince's ministrations.His whole length pushed inside him to the base. Nikki gasps in pleasure and closes his eyes as his prostate is hit dead on.
“Fuck!, right there!” Nikki moans, almost crumbling completely and if Vince wasn't holding his hips, he'd be face first in the sheets by now.
“Yeah, I know.” Vince says smugly and suddenly Nikki is not so glad that Vince knows him so well.
When he turns his attention in front of him again he realises Tommy is no longer in front of him.
“Fuck, Nik look at how good you take it..” Tommy's voice comes from behind him, where Vince is currently giving his prostate no mercy. Tommy traces his rim with a finger gently and Nikki whines.
“Fuck yeah he takes it good, he's a good boy” Vince adds grinning at Tommy who grins back.
Nikki can only manage a breathy laugh through a moan, blushing at the compliments. He looks behind him again to see Tommy jerking off to the sight of Vince fucking him, his huge cock clasped between his callus palm. Nikki closes his eyes in ecstasy at the paise and the pleasure.
Nikki is close when something intrudes on where he and Vince are connected. He snaps his head behind him again.
“What the-!” and then he sees what's happening… Tommy is sticking a finger into his ass next to where Vince's cock is already filling him up, and Vince has also stopped fully to allow Tommy's finger to slide in next to him, both of them stopping to gawk and the sight and giggle like school children.
Tommy gives him a false look of innocence.
“Just checking the space out dude, no need to worry, you think there's room for me in there Vinny?” Tommy asks Vince with his best puppy dog eyes, his face contoured into a face of mock begging. Like the dog that he actually is.
Nikki's eyes get as big as saucers.
“Absolutely not!” Nikki snaps, but he feels how his dick hardens even further, which he didn't know was possible and pre starts leaking from the tip.
Tommy looks at him, his sexual look falling away for a moment as well “red?” Tommy says, using their dedicated safe word to see if Nikki was serious about being uncomfortable about the situation. Vince also looks at Nikki expectantly.
“...no” Nikki says, lifting his hips a bit more encouragingly with what strength he had left. He knew he was gonna regret this as he knew he wouldn't be able to walk tomorrow and then he'd have to explain that to his wife… but it was his last night with the boys and he wanted to make it.. special in some kind of way.
The wolfish grin that spreads on both Tommy and Vince's face makes it all worth it he thinks. He likes making his bandmates happy nowadays, who would have thought he'd go so far as to stretch his asshole out for them. Certainly not him thirty years ago. But he can't say he regrets it.
Tommy wastes no time in standing on his knees next to Vince, he gives Vince a glance and Vince retracts from Nikki making him whine at the emptiness. Tommy and Vince both laugh at this huskily, glued to the sight of Nikki clenching on nothing.
He doesn't expect them to both push in at once but they do and fuck…that hurts so fucking bad.
Nikki clenches his teeth and shuts his eyes tight but tries to not alert Vince and Tommy of his pain in fear they might stop.
It feels like an eternity of uncomfortable stretching before they finally stop, did they both finally bottom out? Nikki opens his eyes and peers over his shoulder more than he already has to see what's going on behind him. His stomach drops. They're both only halfway in and Tommy's already so close to hitting his prostate.
They must see the pure panic on his face and Tommy is quick to console.
“Hey dude, no worries we won't go any deeper then you want, just say red if it gets too much and we'll stop right away” he says giving Nikki a supportive smile and sets his hand comfortably on the small of Nikki's back to give it a comforting pat, Vince, seems a bit miffed by his expression, Tommy takes notice and hits him in the back of the head with his hand.
“Won't we Vince?” Tommy asks too loudly to be socially acceptable. Vince huffs and rubs the back of his head where he'd just been assaulted but nods in agreement “sure”.
Nikki wants to laugh but fears he'll ruin the mood. They sure were a sight, two grown men standing on their knees on a hotel bed, dicks hard and out fighting like toddlers about how deep they should be allowed to fuck their friend on all fours with his consent.
His amusement is short lived however when they start to move. They're cluncky at first, but they soon establish a rhythm. When Tommy pulls out Vince goes in and when Tommy goes in Vince goes out.
They all moan in unison. Fuck this was the best sex he's ever had. But he'd never tell them that on the grounds that it may incriminate him.
Tears flow openly from Nikki's eyes and his mouth is now permanently hanging open to let out uncontrollable moans and an endless string of drool. God he feels sorry for whoever their neighbours are at this hotel, he must write them an apology before they leave. Or fuck it, he'll give them a go at him after Vince and Tommy are done just so they can fuck Vince and Tommy's cum further into his ass and prove to him by their undoubtedly much smaller size how much more superior his bandmates are at fucking ass.
Nikki's dick is leaking pre cum onto the satin red sheets as Tommy and Vince groan and moan over his head in complete bliss. Nikki reaches a shaky hand down to stroke his neglected cock but Vince slaps it away.
“Come on good boy, do the trick for us” Vince says, his voice sex rough. Nikki whines like a bitch. He knows what Vince wants.
“Yeah, come on buddy, we know you can do it” Tommy encourages, egging him on.
They just cries harder, he can't he needs a little something more for that. Fuck, he's not twenty anymore he can't really do it on command like he used to.
Suddenly they both come to a stop. Nikki is in shambles he wants to ask what the hold ups about when he feels Tommy and Vince's cockheads both touching his prostate at the same time.
Nikki screams. It's loud and lewd and finally does makes him do the ‘trick’ they've loved all these years and he cums untouched.
Yeah, he'd definitely have to apologize to the people in the rooms next to them.
Not even seconds later he feels warm cum fill his ass and he sighs in relief, the last remaining tears he has falling from his eyes with a smile as he collapses face first into a heap on the blankets. Just what he needed.
He must black out for a minute because when he comes to again, Vince and Tommy are laying down on either side of him, dicks still out and wet with Nikki's fluids and talking about something, he's not sure what but he doesn't care to find out.
“I'm telling you dude, I pulled a muscle” Vince says half cradling his left thigh as Tommy seems slightly concerned.
“You good man?” Tommy asks, lit cigarette in hand. Nikki makes another mental note to apologize for smoking in the bedroom.
“I'm fine, just a pain in the ass” Vince answers, letting go of said hurt thigh and Tommy hums in agreement.
Nikki is suddenly taken aback by how weird this was. Two minutes ago they where fucking like deranged animals and now here they were, talking about muscle pain when Nikki is laying down in the middle of them stuffed with their jizz.
Years ago if they were fucking, one round would never be enough to satisfy them and they'd go on well into the morning hours, switching to all the crazy positions they could possibly think of.
Now, they had safe words, and one round of sex per night. Hell, sometimes they wouldn't even go further then basic foreplay when Vince's sleeping meds start to kick in, or Nikki's shoulder started acting up or Tommy got the flu and had to stay comfortable in bed and as hidrated as possible. Then they'd just sit in silence and …be. Their younger selves would be laughing at them right now. But fuck those stupid kids, they didn't know anything anyway.
He's a bit embarrassed to admit that the days they didn't have sex where probably his favourite.
He'll miss this.
He'll miss them.
Nikki rolls over with onto his back with a groan.
“Welcome back Nik, you feeling okay?” Tommy asks as soon as he knows Nikki is up. That's another thing that would have never happened in the 80s, the asking of wether or not he was okay. Nikki knows it's dumb but he smiles widely and nods at him.
“Yeah I'm all good, thanks for cleaning me up by the way.” Nikki teases as he feels their release trail down his thigh.
“No problem” Vince answers smartly. Nikki shoots him an annoyed look.
When the silence hits, the awkwardness starts to fade in, as it always does after they do this and Nikki knows what's going to happen now.
After a few minutes Tommy would finish his cigarette and make some excuse to leave and Vince would soon follow with his own such excuse.
Then they would never speak of it again. And that would be the end of it.
And since this was the last tour and the last night together, he supposes that that was that, forever.
He lays his head on the pillow casually. Just soaking up the energy of it all.
They've had a good run, and he can make his peace with the fact that this will likely never happen again. He's just happy it happened at all and he hopes Tommy and
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