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tinyglitterrose · 1 year

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Does It Hurt? - Part 1

Lashton, boyxboy, 18+

Bottom Ashton, Top Luke

Warnings: SMUT, Watersports

Summary: Luke finds out Ashton is into watersports. That's basically it 😂

❌don't like, don't read! okay? good :)❌

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"But doesn't it hurt when you pee while you're hard?"

"Luke, please shut up", Ashton groaned. He regretted it so badly. But Luke wouldn't stop asking what he had meant when he had accidently let something about needing to drink a few more bottles of water before he would get off. First, Luke had thought Ashton just liked it better when he was hydrated but Ashton hadn't been able to hide his blush so Luke had finally gotten to what it actually meant: Ashton liked to pee in sexual situations. He had a watersports kink.

"But you don't like the...you know, like, you don't like that too right? I mean I wouldn't judge you, to each their own, but like -"

"No, Luke, I don't shit on people nor do I wanna shit myself, ok?"

"Oh...cool", he lasted two seconds in silence before he continued, "But doesn't the smell turn you off? And what if you get it in your face, oh my god imagine if you got it in your mouth!"

Ashton didn't answer that and Luke immediately noticed: "In your - Ash!"

"What?", the drummer's voice was a little shrill and his cheeks were flaming hot.

"But like-"

"Scientifically speaking, pee is a lot cleaner than if you lick your fingers or something, you literally said two seconds ago you wouldn't judge me"

"No, yea, I know. I'm sorry", another two seconds of silence then: "Would you drink my pee if we had sex?"

Ashton almost facepalmed but reduced it to groaning very loudly. "First of all, Luke, I don't drink pee. It's not about drinking it, it's about having someone get it on me and I wouldn't mind if some of it striped my face, you know like cumming on someone. Second of all, why would we have sex??"

Luke shrugged with a lopsided grin, causing Ashton to squint his eyes at him in suspicion.

Sadly the conversation was not over then,the silence lasted longer this time, maybe a minute, but then Luke said the stupidest thing yet: "So would you like let me use you as a toilet if I asked?"

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'Use him as a toilet'

Ashton scoffed. He was not a human toilet and sure his kink was weird but it was a totally okay kink. There were plenty of people that liked to get cum on them so why not pee, right?

Besides, in all his twenty eight years of life he had yet to have someone else pee on him. He had only explored it himself and Luke was the first one he had trusted with this secret. Or rather Luke had forced himself to be trusted by Ashton.

And Ashton really hated that now Luke had implemented a picture in his mind that just wouldn't go away. He tried to think about what he usually thought about when he got himself off, some faceless hot bulky man hovering over him and telling him to let go. But now it wasn't some random man, it was Luke. Luke who just appeared in his mind now every single time he had his hand around his dick and he wasn't telling him to cum or too stop holding it, he was telling him to look up at him. Taunting him with saying he knew that Ashton wanted it, wanted him to get the golden liquid on his face, have it running down his body.

The words out of this fictional Luke's mouth came up in Ashton's brain without him even having to think about it. They were invading his mind just like this fictional Luke himself.

'So hot when you're all soaked in it', he would raunchily say to him, aiming the tip of his large erection right at his face, 'look at you all thirsty for it'

And Ashton groaned at it, upper body lifting off the bed towards a non existent second body. He felt the rough material of the towel he had spread under himself when he laid back down, hand still moving around his length. He knew there was no use in trying to make the image of his younger bandmate go away, it hadn't worked in the past days it wouldn't work now. So he just gave in to it, his hand speeding up and tiny gasps leaving his mouth as it got harder and a little painful to keep holding it all in.

He had drank so much water in the past two hours that lead up to just this and now he could already feel the relieve he knew would come with releasing all over himself and then finally orgasming. It was a mess cumming when he was already wet but he loved it.

"Oh", he gasped, choking when his thumb caught on the tip and his thighs twitched with the effort to hold it back, "Oh, please"

His wrist was aching a little when he sped up his movements and he didn't even register that he had started to gasp his blonde friend's name when his hips then kept thrusting up into his palm, shuddering thighs struggling to keep his middle lifted in the air but not able to lay back down.

"Lu- Luke, oh fuck, Luke"

And as cliché as it was, Luke heard him. Of course he did. Of fucking course he would hear Ashton calling for him when he was seconds away from pissing all over himself with his dick hard and in his hand, oh and also naked.

"Ash?", Luke asked the to the closed door of Ashton's room in the suite they were sharing. He didn't want to just barge in, but Ashton called for him again.

Because Ashton hadn't heard Luke outside his door. His hips were shuddering just like his thighs now, dick starting to twitch in his sweaty hand and then he was letting go.

He was gasping, sobbing with the burning feeling that came with cumming while also releasing something else and his hips were so high in the air.

He didn't take notice of Luke in his ecstasy.

Luke who was staring at the scene in front of him with wide eyes and an open mouth because this right in front of him was some straight up filthy porn. And it was real, it was Ashton.

Ashton's naked body squirming on the bed and Ashton's dick striping his wide chest with cum and - oh god.

Luke choked on his own breath when he noticed it. He was doing it. Ashton was, he was - Luke gulped and his breath stuttered. He was peeing himself just like he said he did it. But Luke hadn't really, well of course he hadn't pictured it, but now that he was seeing it, it was overwhelming and maybe he was starting to understand why Ashton liked it.

Maybe, just maybe, his own dick was getting interested in the drummer drenching himself in golden liquid that, due to his hips still being lifted high in the air, ran down his chest and pooled in his collar bones or dripped down his sides.

It should have been filthy and dirty. Luke should have been disgusted.

He wasn't. Instead he was drawn closer, found himself walking into the room and invading Ashton's space. A hand was slipping into his own pants, wrapping around his rapidly hardening dick and started stroking while he stood right beside Ashton's bed.

What the fuck was happening?

Ashton's hips fell back down onto his bed, no more cum jumping out of his length but there was still a thing golden stream coming from it. When it began to stutter, turning into short broken up spurts, he began to sob quietly with each of them like it was painful.

His head turned to the side, mouth still agape - and then he saw Luke.

Frantically, he tried to pick himself up, hands pushing into the puddle on his bed and he cringed, whimpered, too, and he just wanted to disappear. This couldn't be happening, please no.

His eyes were wild, panicked. Luke's were calm. He didn't seem phazed at all and he was surprised by that himself. Maybe it was the hand around his dick that was still moving that made him relax.

"What are you-", Ashton's eyes had found said hand. It was unmistakable what it was doing in Luke's pants with the movement.

"That looked like it hurt.", he was making casual conversation about a really not casual topic while he was jerking off. About Ashton, in front of Ashton, while talking to Ashton.

Ashton who was currently speechless. His eyes were laser focused on how the blonde's hand shifted inside the pants.

"You-", he didn't even know what he wanted to say.

"You should clean up your bed before you drench everything", Luke said, still stroking his cock in his pants.

Ashton blinked a few times, not moving, still watching the others' hand move in the pants, but then he flinched like something had pulled him out of his trance and he set himself into motion.

"Actually I think the bed can wait"

Ashton suddenly felt hands on his bare hips from where he was now bent over the bed. He had wanted to strip the bed sheets of but froze at the touch.

"Get on your knees and wait for me"

Ashton was unsure if he should follow the request but when Luke added "I'll just get myself something to drink" he - still didn't move.

He was covered in cum and piss, entirely naked, sweaty and he just wanted to run away and hide from Luke. Luke who was making a joke out of this by telling him to get on his knees.

"Luke, I'm already embarrassed, you don't need to make it worse", he said, face flushed bright red.

"M not", Luke mumbled, pulling his back closer towards his front, almost as if hugging the other man. He put his hands over Ashton's and pushed them away from his torso where he had put them in an attempt to hide himself.

"Get on your knees please?", he asked softly into his ear. Wetness that was stuck to Ashton's back from, well, laying in it, dampened Luke's shirt and he pressed his nose to the back of the drummer's neck, nuzzling the curls.

"Please - if you want to", Luke tried again and Ashton finally shifted a little.

He avoided eye contact the whole time when he moved to kneel on the floor. The bed was still wet, probably soaking the mattress, his torso was covered in sticky cum and his own liquid, which was running down his thighs, too, by now.

His mind was racing, while Luke was gone. Would he come back with a camera and make fun of him? Maybe call Calum and Michael? Or was he not going to come back at all and he would be kneeling here for the next few hours? He should probably just get up, right? He should get up and finally clean the bed, yeah, he should do that.

Ashton got up, shaking his head at how stupid he felt for actually getting on the floor in the first place, and stripped the bed.

Thanks to the thick towel he head spread across the sheets, it hadn't gotten through to the mattress yet.

Ashton really wanted to clean himself up, too, but keeping the bed dry was more important and his shower could wait another few minutes.

When he was done with the bed and he had rolled the sheets and the towel up in a big ball, he put them down in favor of grabbing some tissues to at least clean himself a little. The cum was starting to get sticky, like freshly chewed gum and he wanted it off. He was getting all too aware of it now.

But just when he went to swipe the first tissue over his chest, he was interrupted: "And just what exactly are you doing?"

Wide hazel eyes snapped up to meet with blue ones. The blue that usually looked soft and cute and pretty but right now it was cold. And strong, unwavering, as he stared right back at Ashton.

Ashton didn't say a word. He didn't make a sound either, he just blankly stared. Only his hands lowered on their own accord to hide his crotch from Luke.

"Nuh - uh", Luke made when he saw the movement and with two big steps he was right in front of the shorter man and gripping his wrists to stop him. His free hand took the tissue from Ashton's fingers. He glanced around the room, noticing the ball of sheets and sighed.

"I get that you were worried about the bed so I guess I can let your misbevahing slide. But I didn't want you to clean this up", his pointer finger slid up Ashton's chest, collecting some of the cum there, "so I am quite dissappointed in you, Ash"

Ashton gulped. Dissappointed?

Luke broke their eye contact.

Then, his hand was cupping Ashton's chin, thumb and middle finger pressing into his jaw to make him open his mouth. Ashton's heart stuttered when he realized what Luke was doing. The cum covered finger pushed between his lips and Ashton's eyes went so wide that it could have been mistaken for panic.

Luke had his cum on his hand. Shit. And now it was in his mouth and why was he sucking on Luke's fucking cum covered finger now, what was he doing?

"Good boy", Luke mumbled, almost like he wasn't fully aware of saying it.

Ashton gulped and watched as Luke wiped the spit soaked finger on his shirt.

"Now", Ashton's eyes snapped up to Luke's ones at the change of tone in his voice, "I think I had told you to get on your knees?"

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tinyglitterrose · 8 months

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Whenever I Want

Lashton, boxboy, 18+

Bottom Ashton, Top Luke

Warnings: SMUT, free use kink

A continuation of i'll let you have it. Lashton getting caught in the dressing room.

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"Ash?"

Ashton turned around from where he had been about to leave the dressing room to get to rehearsals for today's show. They were in Atlanta today, having just landed tonight and the last week had been stressful for the whole band. Shows almost every night and interviews during the day.

"Yeah?", he smiled at Luke, who was giving him an unsure look from where he was leaning against a desk full of makeup and hair products.

He gave a shaky smile that somewhat looked like a weird lopsided grin and Ashton furrowed his eyebrows, walking back into the room, while Michael squeezed past him to join Calum who had already went to the stage. He had talked about needing to practice a bass solo.

"What's up?", Ashton asked, when he had reached the younger man. The door slammed shut behind them, Michael always slammed doors like that.

"You...", Luke shrugged, avoiding eye contact for a moment, "you said we can do - whenever I want, you said that."

"Do what?"

"You know..."

"No, Luke, I have no idea what you want", Ashton laughed, confused. Then he seemed to realize, his eyes widening and mouth opening slightly.

"Yeah", Luke drew out the sound.

"Now?"

Luke shrugged again. "Like, if you're okay with that..."

Ashton turned back, looking at the closed door, then back to Luke and nodded.

Luke grinned widely, happily, at that and turned the switch. Or it was like he had turned a switch. His hands snaked around Ashton's waist, pressing him back against the table and himself against his friends' front.

"Yeah? You gonna let me fuck you right here, right now, just because I want to?"

Ashton was at a loss for words for a second, surprised by the sudden change, just like last time.

"Y-yeah, I said I'd -"

"You'd let me have it, I know", the blonde leant down, face pressing into Ashton's neck so he could bite and suck the skin there, just a little too loose to leave a mark.

"And I'm gonna do exactly that. But we have to hurry", he mumbled against Ashton's neck, the hot breath against his skin making him shudder.

Luke's hands were already wandering down to his ass, squeezing it in his hands and catching Ashton's moans with a kiss.

Ashton's own hands fumbled blindly to pull down the zipper of Luke's off-white slacks. They didn't even slip down his thighs when he had opened them and they both ignored that. It was enough when Ashton pulled out Luke's already glistening erection.

Ashton pumped the length in a steady rhythm, while Luke produced a small lube packet from his pants that he put on the table behind Ashton.

Their hands bumped into each other when Luke went to open Ashton's own pants - colorful striped ones - and then pulled them down his thighs until they fell down to pool at his feet, but they managed.

The drummer stepped out of his pants, barely a second before Luke grabbed at him where his thighs met his ass and lifted him up onto the edge of the table.

"So hot", he mumbled with his eyes focused on Ashton's half hard cock resting on his left thigh.

"Wait", Ashton said when Luke bend down his head towards it. Luke immediately stopped.

"My shoes"

"You want me to take your shoes off?", Luke couldn't help but laugh. Of course right when Luke was about to suck his best friend's dick and literally put his fingers up his ass, he would stop him to complain about his shoes.

"Yes", Ashton said with a serious expression, "I'm not gonna let you fuck me on a table with my shoes on. Shoes have to be off."

Luke was still chuckling when he followed the request - or more likely the order - and took his shoes off. He just took his socks off as well to avoid being stopped again because sex with socks on might be just as unacceptable as sex with shoes on.

"Sexy", he said in a dry sarcastic tone and pulled on one of Ashton's toes playfully, which got him some colorful insults and almost some injuries due to the drummer kicking after him.

Ashton was still grumbling after a moment, so Luke grabbed onto his legs, shifting him further up the table, one hand pushed on his chest until he laid down flat on his back, then both his hands gripped his thighs again and lifted those until Ashton planted his feet on the edge of the table as well.

"I -I...", he mumbled, when he found Luke's head and shoulders between his knees.

Luke met his eyes to show him he was listening even though he just wanted to dive in. He noticed the blush on the drummer's cheeks and the unsure flickering of his hazel eyes.

"I uh, feel a bit exposed", he tried to round it up with a laugh but that didn't really work.

"Do you want to stop?" Luke held himself with his hands on either side of Ashton's hips, upper body now standing between his legs, "We can change the position if you want to."

The other man bit his lip for a small moment, then he shook his head. "S kinda... 's hot. I trust you"

Luke smiled brightly at that last sentence, those three words meant so much and Luke hoped Ashton could sense his appreciation in the kiss he pressed to his lips in return.

Then, however, because Luke was Luke, he grinned: "Such a tasty meal laid out on the table just for me"

"Stooooop", Ashton whisper shouted, eyes wide in embarrassment.

The blonde wiggled his eyesbrows while he leant back down and Ashton was incredibly glad when he finally stopped being weird on purpose and sucked his balls into his mouth.

Ashton's head fell back, hands grabbing on the flat surface, he hadn't expected that even though last time he had already supposed Luke had a thing for balls.

He definitely did. He was mouthing at them, lapping over them, sucking them in, even carefully grazing his teeth over the skin like he just couldn't resist.

Ashton was mewling on top of the table, biting his lip to try and stay quiet but it was to no use. No one had ever paid this much thorough attention to this part of his body, not even himself, and it was overwhelming.

He was so focused on it, that he didn't even realized Luke had opened the lube package, before he was three fingers in and said: "D' you think you're ready?"

Ashton just blinked for a second, shifting his ass on the hard surface of the table and noticing oh yeah there were already fingers in his ass, before he nodded.

He was blushing furiously, something about being laid back on a table, legs spread wide for Luke to stand inbetween... he really felt like a meal - was this how a baked turkey felt on christmas? That was a stupid question, Ashton scolded himself, dead turkeys couldn't think. Plus, he shouldn't be thinking about christmas dinners when he was about to get fucked. Luke was just seconds away from pushing his penis inside the drummer's ass. Again. What even was his life?

As last time, Luke went in unprotected. They had discussed it last time and Luke knew that it was okay, that Ashton even prefered it this way.

"Ohhh", he moaned when he felt the tip breach his hole. His back arched off the table slightly when the blonde slowly pushed all the way in and Luke used the chance to bend down and lick over one of Ashton's nipples. He was basically showing them off to him so how could he not take advantage of that?

Ashton gasped at the warm wet sensation on his nipple and suddenly he didn't know whether he should push off the table more or down towards it. His hips shifted when he was moving around, pushing his ass further onto Luke's cock, which made both of them groan.

"Fuck, you're so hot", Luke groaned, lips still around a nipple, "So fucking hot and so tight, god, Ash"

"Mmmh, yeah, you're - you", Ashton moaned a string of senseless words.

"Ash -sh", Luke was gasping, drawing out his best friend's name as he drove into him harder.

Ashton's back was sliding back and forth on the table, he felt used but he loved it so much. Luke was letting everyting out on him again, Ashton was letting him have all he wanted and it felt so good.

So good that Ashton began scratching his nails over Luke's back, bending him down closer to him, holding him with him, onto him.

Luke's arms were shaking next to his shoulders but Ashton wouldn't mind if the blonde was going to crash into him.

"F-fuck, fuck", Luke groaned, hips jerking as he picked up his speed even more, the table starting to make screeching noises on the floor.

Both of them were so lost in each other that neither realized how loud they were being. The door was sound numbing but definitely not sound proof when you walked past it. Michael shouting to Luke about the 'really easy and basic rules' of his new video game earlier had proven that.

"Ahh, Luke -", Ashton cried out, head thrown back on the desk, Luke's tip brushed over his prostate with every quick hard thrust and Luke was only gaining speed.

He must of looked like a desperate bunny in mating season and -

"Whatttt...the ...fuck"

Ashton's eyes flew open, head whipping up from the desk and his hands started hitting Luke's shoulders in pure panic when he made eyecontact with Calum.

Luke didn't stop moving right away, needing about two seconds to make sense of the look on Ashton's face amd where his eyes were directed, before he froze. Mid thrust, half his dick hidden in Ashton, mouth open in a gasp that never came out and eyes looking just like Ashton's now.

There at the now open door was Calum. His hand was still on the doorhandle, one foot inside the room, the other still in the hallway as he stared at his bandmates.

His best friends that were currently stuck together in a way that he would have never expected.

"Fucking shit", he finally said, one hand coming up to wipe over his face, "Why did you not lock the fucking door?"

He received no answer, both men too paralyzed and entirely unprepared for being caught.

"You're...umm", Calum said, eyes fixated on where his bandmates were connected, his face showing mixed emotions like he didn't know whether he wanted to be disgusted or just plain confused.

"Yes, it hurts, no it's not weird, yes, I like it, can you stop staring at my naked ass now, Cal?", Ashton sighed. He managed to look annoyed and making Calum blush while being laid naked on a table.

"Sorry", Calum laughed nervously, "That, umm - yea, I think we'll talk when you're uh...done here...and after the show"

His eyes drifted back to where his bandmates were stuck to each other for another second, a pretty long second. Then he blinked rapidly like he was trying to delete the image from his mind and backed out of the room, closing the door and they both heard his foot steps running away.

"That was the most embarrassing moment of my whole life", Ashton whispered into the silence.

Luke grinned like he was in pain: "I think we'll soon get a worse one when they'll confront us"

"Well first of all, you're not laid on a desk with your asshole on display that just so happens to have a dick in it, second... you think he'll tell Mike?"

"You think he won't?"

Ashton didn't respond to that, opting to bite his lip and let his head fall back on the desk in defeat.

This was going to be awful.

"So...", Luke said, bending down further to push his face in Ashton's view.

"So?", Ashton sighed, still mortified. He didn't think he'd ever get over what just happened and knowing Calum and Michael they would never let them live it down.

"You wanna keep going?"

"You actually want to keep going now?"

Luke shrugged.

"Well, I'm still hard"

He was. Calum had been staring at them and Luke was still hard.

Ashton's dick had significantly gone down, laying miserably half hard on this thigh.

"We can stop, though, if you don't want-"

Luke's blue eyes were big and his mouth formed into a pout and Ashton just couldn't say no.

"Okay", he smiled with a sigh, legs falling off Luke's hips and open to his sides.

"Are you sure? I don't wanna push you to-"

"Luke, just keep going now"

"Right, sorry", the blonde giggled, before steadying his hands on the table again.

"I - sorry, Lu, I can't -", Ashton stopped him after just a few thrusts.

Luke immediately stopped, his eyes worried.

"It's just - I can't get into it again, sorry"

"Don't worry", Luke smiled, pressing a quick kiss to Ashton's nose.

Ashton blinked in surprise but didn't comment on it, gasping when Luke carefully pulled out.

He walked over to another of the makeup tables, getting some tissues, his dick whipping up and down with every step.

Ashton's thighs twitched when Luke cleaned the lube off of him, constantly pressing kisses into the flesh and into his knees.

Ashton fondly rolled his eyes when he then tried to put the pants back up his legs with a "I can dress myself, Luke"

The blonde blushed and giggled, awkwardly waddling to the attached room: "I'll go finish in the bathroom"

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yea, i might possibly have a thing for lashton getting caught 😂

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