FIC: Mixed Paints 1/1 NC-17 leto/farrell
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myr_juhlTitle: Mixed Paints by Myr Juhl © 2006
Part: 1/1
Type: RPS
Rating/Warnings: NC-17 * Male slash * Rimming * Language * Despite an important misunderstanding the sexual acts are all consensual *
Cast: Shannon, Jared, Eamon, Colin.
Summary: After a special concert with '30 Seconds to Mars', passion flares out of nowhere, when the Farrell brothers comes by afterwards to say hello to the Leto brothers.
Disclaimer: The events never happened. This fic is for entertainment purposes only, not profit. I, the author, make no claim through this work as to the actual lives/ preferences/ activities of the people mentioned herein.
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A/N: Quote is from the song 'Buddha for Mary' © 30 Seconds To Mars
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Mixed Paints
By Myr Juhl
Colin and Eamon stood in the audience, jumping along just as enthusiastically as the very mixed followers did. They hadn't wanted Jared to know they had finally made it to see the last leg on the ’30 seconds To Mars’ tour 2006. They liked the noise, and the melodic passages intertwined.
Jared moved deliciously on stage; his hair flowed everywhere and it was obvious he liked the gimmick leaving his hair in complete disarray whenever he reached for the microphone to sing another note. And singing wise, Jared's usual honey toned voice was screaming maturely into the mike.
Chilled to the bone, the brothers just stood, letting the visual assault hit their bodies. They had had no idea that Jared's voice had such a varied range in capacity. He sounded like a mixture of Jim Morrison and Bono in pitch and - honey.
"Fuck, he's good," Eamon mumbled, fascinated; cock hard by the sheer performance, sound, voice, music, loudness and purrs, the gasps and whispers. Then his eyes slid lower and he grimaced because Jared's crotch was hidden behind his noisy white guitar. Nevertheless, he did get a nice look at his prime toned buttocks, wriggling, swaying, jumping, dancing, twirling and that was a body part that always fascinated the gay man.
"This is cool music," Colin beamed at his brother, who smiled back. To stay anonymous, and not let Shannon and Jared know they were gonna be there, the Farrell brothers had gotten the tickets the traditional way of booking and buying them.
"Can we come backstage?" Eamon asked after the show.
"Probably - c’mon." Colin led the way, and it turned out, it was no problem. However, the band had already split for their hotel. They were told where to go by backstage people, recognizing Colin and finding him ‘safe’, knowing he had played opposite Jared in Alexander.
*
In the hotel.
After a wonderful shower, Jared sprawled on the couch clad only in a bathrobe. He was exhausted and Shannon grinned, "This was awesome!" He was full of adrenalin and jumpily, he moved around drinking from a bottle of Evian.
"Going somewhere to party?" he eagerly asked the guys from the band, Matt and Tomo. Then he went to Jared. "J?" Shannon bent over him. "Are you sleeping?"
Jared thought his eyes were open. "No...not ...of course not," he replied slipping back to his dream. Taking his hand, Shannon dragged his baby brother to his feet and led him into one of the bedrooms. He undressed him, leaving him naked under the duvet. He smiled and ran his hand through his brother's long wavy hair. Jared stirred in his dream and so Shannon let go of him to go partying.
When Shannon came out, he grinned excitedly. Colin Farrell had come visiting and just one look at his companion, he could tell the man had to be his brother. They looked too much alike. Shannon went to them.
"Hi, Colin!" They shook hands.
"Meet Eamon, he’s me brother and he spent a lot of time with me during Alexander."
"Oh? Well, I wasn't there much," Shannon shrugged but smiled at Colin’s suntanned, handsome big brother, who smiled back.
"Where’s Jared?" Colin asked.
"Sleeping," Shannon laughed. "We are going out by the way. Wanna join us?"
"Sure!" Colin grinned.
Casually, Eamon said, "I’ll just say hi to Jared and..."
"Yeah, then come join us at ‘Baxter’s Pub’... it's a block from here."
"Gottcha!" Eamon said having already forgotten the name of the pub.
Entering the soft-lit bedchamber, the first thing Eamon saw took his breath away. Walking right up to the side of the bed, a completely naked Jared had pushed away the duvet and lay with legs spread on his stomach, one leg bent and pulled up so high his buttocks were separated; his anus was completely visible. Eamon swallowed profusely, and without even thinking, he undressed. His body craved to touch Jared’s skin. He would worry about rejection when they got there.
Naked, he climbed into the headboard less bed from the foot; Jared lay facing the door. Nearing a naked foot, Eamon bent and kissed the sole and sucked lightly on the heel. Liking Jared’s taste already, he kissed harder and let the round bone sink deeper into his mouth, licking ticklishly on the skin. Jared stirred and tried to pull his foot away from the tickling source.
Eamon waited a few moments before proceeding, his eyes glued to the little puckered hole. "You’re so beautiful," he whispered. His hands were placed on top of the backsides of Jared's thighs, the goal was to knead the hard buns flexing as Jared registered the alien touch. He murmured and writhed. Having him so close, Eamon delicately pushed Jared's other leg a bit to the side, grinning at how lucky he was Jared had such flexible joints.
*
In the bar
Colin and Shannon were having a good time; at ‘Baxter's’, the tone was always very liberated and so Colin draping himself over Shannon all evening didn’t really faze the patrons. The two muscular men had long stopped talking with the other members, who split to continue elsewhere. Smart-ass assumptions as to why Eamon hadn't shown up yet were the highlight of their conversation at the moment.
"He's naked?" Colin smiled in a cute drunken fashion.
"Totally - I'm sure Eamon's x-ray vision discovered that as soon as he entered." Smilingly, Shannon continued, "What’s he gonna do to him?"
Colin shrugged and said, "Well, I reckon he wants to stick his big dick into your brother's little tight arse and fuck’im till he screams and..."
He lit a smoke and his dark eyes full of mirth seeing Shannon's jaw drop.
"Reality check, Shannon!"
Shannon whispered excitedly, "Jared will be so fucking angry!"
"I don't think so, babe. I think Jared wants that," Colin quirked a brow.
"J? He’ll get a fit. He’s the straightest guy I know!"
"We all have our weak spot till the right man comes along and believe
me... Eamon eats straight guys for breakfast!" Then he laughed wholeheartedly and patted Shannon’s shoulder. "Relax, Eamon won’t try anything. I was only joking." However, he knew his brother would try to nail Jared’s arse - that was certain. Eamon loved more than anything to have fucking great sex with straight guys. ‘Turn them religious’ and show them what a cock could really offer.
"Wanna dance?"
Shannon laughed. "With you?"
"Yeah!" Colin had no idea why he had asked, but he did top guys once in a while and now, he was becoming interested in topping Shannon. Okay - it had happened three times and he always shared his gay experiences with Eamon. It was very intimate.
"Okay - we can try," Shannon, said with a little smile.
Colin grabbed Shannon's hand, feeling attractive, aroused and therefore, as soon as they got on the floor, he wrapped his arms around Shannon's neck and kissed his mouth.
Shannon had the same large eyes as Jared, only brown, and they almost bulged out of their sockets. Colin’s lips retreated only an inch to experience how Shannon’s lips slowly let go of the pressure. The elder man licked his lips nervously, coating them in glistening saliva, refreshing his unique taste. With a grin, Colin licked away the flavour. Shannon jerked because the tickle felt like a jolt.
"C-Colin...," he stuttered. Colin replaced his lips on Shannon’s, travelling a hand down his chest to encircle a peaked nipple through the thin shirt.
Shannon gasped; heat pooling in his sex and a general rapid circulation coursing in his body. Colin deepened the kiss now holding Shannon’s head in his hands, devouring the handsome man’s mouth, tongue, and cavity.
*
In the hotel
Eamon gently pushed Jared's hips forward a few times to start a friction of his cock against the sheets. Jared reacted with a sigh and Eamon bent to nibble at his tail bone. Moving lower, he let his tongue swipe and, oh yes, the tip of his tongue teased Jared's opening. Immediately, the muscle clamped shut. Eamon smiled and instead began to lick the iris opening to relax it for penetration. As he continuously licked, changing between broad and cone shaped tongue, he felt how Jared's body worked with him when he pushed his hips across the sheet.
Jared even began to try to lift his buttocks a bit to get deeper licks from the hot tongue. He moaned, with each breath laboured as pleasure took over his body.
Eamon stuck two fingers, inside the wet port. Jared was now on his knees, gasping. His arse wonderfully accessible and his heartbeat pumping his blood into circulation at a sky-high rate, filling his cock fast and gloriously hard.
Eamon continued to flick his tongue across the quivering, yielding hole, diving inside to taste the strong musky flavour of this amazing sleep warm body. When he stopped to breathe a few times, he heard Jared's sexy purr, "Don't stop, Colin..."
Eamon froze. /What the f...?/ He didn't realise he and Colin wore the same after shave, and that Jared had thought his scent had given 'Colin' away. He couldn't figure out what to do now, but he then decided to continue. Jared would be embarrassed if he knew Eamon and not Colin shagged him. He just prayed he could slip away before Jared found out, tell Colin, and have him play along.
"You want this, Jared?" As the actor spread his thighs in want, Eamon decided that was answer enough and got himself ready. He was always prepared, it was always an option in his life, and he found a tube of lube and a condom in his pants' pocket. And since Jared was his ultimate dream fuck with a straight guy at the moment, he kind of did it on purpose too, knowing they were coming tonight - the opportunity maybe even realistic.
Looking at his hands greasing up his latex covered erection, he saw said reality in front of him, a gorgeous body, writhing wantonly at his very touch. Shortly after, he began easing himself inside Jared’s little delectable arse.
"Oooh!...she ...always liked ... to ...fuck...a lot," Jared whispered in between deeply breathed moans. He pushed back to have 'Colin' move faster.
Eamon smiled. He had in particular noticed this cute and arousing rhyme in one of the bands' songs tonight, Jared had purred the words in an utterly sexy voice and made Eamon hard even back then.
"She likes to fuck a lot? Do you like to fuck a lot, too?" he teased into Jared's ear. Bending down to reach it, he licked a soft earlobe, letting it slip into his mouth, eliciting another groan of pleasure from Jared's lips.
Inhaling deeply, Jared replied with the dramatic exhale, "Ah...yes I do. Fuck me, Colin." He was helplessly speared on Eamon's thick pulsating cock. Reality hadn’t struck yet that he was being fucked by his friend. It was too surreal.
"Oh, God," Eamon groaned through gritted teeth as he retreated halfway from the tight-tight virgin sheath to push forward again, which didn't happen a lot. Eamon didn't slut around like Colin, ergo not encountering many virgins. He grimaced as his eyes rolled backwards in pleasure.
"Oh, my God," he repeated, and received another breathy keening moan from Jared, who set the pace fast and deep. Eamon moaned at the scorching intimacy as he drove into his partner. With a little smile, he noticed how Jared had switched to the Irish dialect he had used for Hephaestion in 'Alexander'. Hearing 'Colin' speak must have triggered the endearing reaction.
*
Colin and Shannon had entered the hotel room. Their kisses were hungry and all they needed was a bed. Stumbling into one of them they froze in their tracks.
"C-Colin...oh fuck, Colin," Jared moaned. His face invisible behind the long hair curtain, but the energetic thrusts from behind him, were making his body jerk forth and back in a fast rhythm.
"WHAT!" Colin shouted hearing his name coming from Jared’s lips.
Jared bolted forward at the familiar voice that shouldn't come from in front of him, but from behind. Eamon retreated from him to stare at the scene unfolding in front of him. He winched at Jared's confused look. Not even once had Jared looked back to check if Eamon was the right lover. As in slow motion, Jared's head turned repeatedly to look from Eamon to Colin.
"But...you’re not..." he started and then nausea overwhelmed him and he barely reached the bathroom before he threw up on the floor.
"Shit..." Eamon mumbled. Colin neared him.
"Did ya make him think you were me and just fucked his brains out?"
Eamon met his eyes. "Yes. I admit I never corrected him in his... assumption ...that I was you... fuck." He rolled off the condom.
In the meantime, Shannon went to check on his brother. He knelt beside him and put a hand on his back. Breathing deeply, Shannon could smell sex emanating from his sweat slick body.
"I can't fucking believe he did this..." Jared whispered incredulously.
Shannon went to the bathroom and soaked a washing cloth to wipe over Jared's mouth.
"I thought he was Colin. I really did ...this is so embarrassing. I mean... I don't..." Jared said, shakily.
"I know you don’t, baby... but he is something, isn't he?" Shannon took a glass of water for Jared to rinse the sour taste from his mouth. "It was a sick joke."
Jared turned to his brother. "No... he’s not sick. I just wish he’d told me he wasn't..."
"Okay, now I'm confused," Shannon, said.
"We’re splitting so I can go kill my brother when..." Colin said from the door, not looking at Jared.
"No..." Jared got up and walked to the living room, naked and unaware of three sets of eyes marvelling at his gorgeous body.
"I’m not... angry, Eamon," he said reaching out to him.
Eamon looked very uncomfortably back at him, and seemed confused as well.
"It's just..." Jared’s eyes searched Colin’s but his friend looked away.
"Sorry, Jared, but I was kind of hoping to fuck your brother."
"Uh?" Jared visibly whitened and without another word, he went to the bedroom.
"Jared?" Eamon went after him and shut the door. "Jared?" he asked again and neared the body just standing there. Eamon put his hands on the tense shoulders and yet Jared bent unexpectedly backwards. Eamon put his arms around the other man and kissed the back of his neck.
"It's okay, really. I found you liked making love to me, sharing a moment."
"Are ya kidding me?" Eamon went around Jared, his arms still encircling the powerful body. "Yer a wet dream for me! To bed someone like you..." He moved in closer. "And so handsome... you’re so talented, so smart." Eamon's voice dropped and the pitch had an erotic effect on Jared, who closed his eyes and lifted his head.
"Oh yes, let's kiss," Eamon moaned, sinking his own lips on top of Jared's.
Jared opened his mouth and Eamon’s tongue dipped inside. Their flavours fused and as their mouths slid wet and needy in circles, their bodies pressed together.
"We never came," Eamon groaned.
"No, we didn’t really," Jared, groaned back.
"You really wanted Colin?"
"Not consciously. I’m not attracted to men, but I’ve very strong feelings for him. We were intimate on so many levels during the shooting last year."
Eamon embraced him more thoroughly and Jared’s hands slid around his waist, welcoming the continuance from which they had been interrupted.
"Jared, baby, you’re so hard," Eamon murmured.
"I like you, too, Eamon, wouldn’t have shagged a friend anyway."
"And what am I?" Eamon asked tracing silky smooth skin, hard muscles flexing underneath his fingertips.
"A lover?" Jared suggested, closing his eyes to enjoy the caresses coaxing him to moan passionately into Eamon’s mouth.
Jared was achingly hard once more; he rubbed his cock shamelessly against Eamon’s. "I badly need ya and yer cock back in me bed."
"C’mon then!" Eamon said eager to comply.
Back in bed, Eamon spooned Jared, and after applying a new condom, he afterwards slid inside his lover’s body once more, they both shouted excitedly as the blissful sensation spread in their groins and spines.
*
In the bedroom next door, Colin and Shannon lay close, heavily petting each other. Colin smiled cheekily. "Well, he hasn’t come out yet! Guess they’re okay then!"
"Yeah," Shannon smiled back and after another intense kissing session and fingers’ groping, he said softly, "Fuck me like Eamon fucks Jared."
"Sure thing, pretty baby," Colin said. "You’re more than ready."
As Colin pulled his fingers out of Shannon, the older man said, "Can’t wait to experience this."
Colin carefully put on a condom, and when he entered Shannon, the elder man felt it clearly and dizziness overcame him, realising the physical act itself. /Oh, my fucking God, I can actually feel his cock worming inside me./ It felt so fantastic that Shannon moaned out loud as he didn’t know how else to convey to Colin how it made him feel.
Colin’s kisses also stirred other thoughts. Colin kissed him so aggressively that he realised how really timidly he always kissed girls himself. There was nothing gentle about Colin’s kisses and Shannon was so turned on by everything that had to do with the younger Irishman.
His eyelids fluttered when passionate grunts escaped him. He sounded exactly like Jared did on the other side of the wall.
The Farrell brothers shared a mutual thought; connecting by the heat of the moment as they fucked the beautiful Leto siblings. /This is different. These boys are different./ To both successfully get to fuck straight guys - not any guys - but these guys. The meaning so much sweeter, cavemen like and victorious.
*
Eamon moved slowly, Jared’s cock snug in his hand. It felt as if it belonged there, customised. He kissed Jared’s neck, nuzzled his face into his long hair.
"How are ya?"
"Doing fine," Jared replied.
"Yer so gorgeous," Eamon replied with a smirk in his brown eyes, passion made his voice raspy.
Jared laughed. "Yeah - I kind of noticed you felt that way after licking my arse earlier..." He smiled more softly. "I liked that actually. Never entertained the thought someone would moan in pleasure..." his hand traced Eamon’s jaw. "...just by licking me arse."
"What can I say?" Eamon said quietly with fire in his eyes. "Rimmin’ turns me on."
"Move faster," Jared said shortly after. "I wanna see fuckin’ stars shoot out of me arse."
"Ya got it babe," Eamon said pushing Jared on his stomach, but pulling him up on his hands and knees. Leaning over him, Eamon eagerly increased the tempo, pumping Jared’s cock with eyes closed in concentration.
He heard Colin’s shouts from the other room and a huge smiled spread on his face. Soon he felt Jared’s sphincter muscle clamp down on his cock as the beautiful creature cried his release.
Eamon groaned; satisfied feeling how he was driven towards his own climax.
*
Shannon grunted repeatedly, squeezing Colin closer after each thrust.
"This’ the greatest fuck ever," Colin moaned.
"Guys?" Shannon gasped.
"Yeah, with guys," Colin breathed and hearing Jared and Eamon’s climatic yelps had them both groan louder.
"I think I’ll fuck Jared some day," Colin said out of nowhere. "I like the way he sounded just now when he came."
Shannon smiled suddenly. "Well - he’s sin incarnated when he comes."
Colin’s brows shot in the air. "What? You’ve been together?"
Shannon stopped gasping, "What? Oh... Hell no!!!" Then he laughed shakily as he was so close. "Found him jerking off. He doesn’t know I stayed to see him come. Perverse... I ... know, but wanted to see if he was ...larger than me when he came..."
"And was he?" Colin asked intrigued, but Shannon couldn’t reply as his body convulsed in the sweetest orgasm of his life.
"FREAKING FUCKING FANTASTIC...FUCK!" he shouted, his fingers almost spasming in pleasure. Then he kept quiet to enjoy the rest of the ride as Colin continued to thrust, nearing his own climax.
Shannon almost missed that, as Colin didn't voice his orgasm. He had turned very quiet, and the rocking of his body into Shannon deliciously slow.
That was it.
They looked at each other. Mouths meeting. "Wanna see ya again, Shannon..." Colin murmured.
"Yeah me, too." Shannon was aware Colin wasn’t looking for a relationship as such, but that was just fine. He wasn’t interested in a steady thing with him either, although once in a while he wouldn’t mind senseless shagging like the one just now.
*
It was different in the room next door. Jared and Eamon hugged and whispered all night until they fell asleep limbs entangled, and faces close enough to inhale each other’s breath.
They awoke feeling movement in the bed. Jared opened his eyes no further than two slits to recognize the intruder. That happened to be both Shannon and Colin. With much difficulty, he freed himself of the older Farrell’s strong limbs and sat up with a slight frown. His rear was a bit sore. Grateful not getting snide remarks from the other two, he looked back to take in the sight of Eamon. Shocked, he realised how gorgeous this man still was the day after. That he despite feeling drained wanted his touch again.
"How are ya?" Colin asked. Reluctantly, Jared turned his eyes away from his late night lover and looked at Colin.
"I’m...great. I feel fine." Then he smiled and repeated what he had told Eamon. "I know now I could never have slept with a friend."
"Ever?" Colin didn’t manage to hide the disappointment from his voice.
"You had your chance yesterday, but didn’t take it." He cocked his head towards Shannon who stood nonchalantly in his ‘told-you-so’ fashion.
"So..." Colin gestured towards his brother.
"What about me?" Eamon asked, apparently not asleep.
Jared leaned back and was immediately embraced in his arms. Eamon looked at him, ignoring the audience. "Ya fancy me just a little bit?"
"Yes," Jared mumbled softly kissing him. "Very much. I could become gay for you."
Shannon laughed caught by surprise.
"I told ya, Shannon!" Colin laughed too. "Gotta hand it to ya, Eamon. Yer truly gifted."
"I know," Eamon answered. "Now fuck off and let me enjoy me boyfriend."
End of Tale February 1st 2005
Part: 1/1
Type: RPS
Rating/Warnings: NC-17 * Male slash * Rimming * Language * Despite an important misunderstanding the sexual acts are all consensual *
Cast: Shannon, Jared, Eamon, Colin.
Summary: After a special concert with '30 Seconds to Mars', passion flares out of nowhere, when the Farrell brothers comes by afterwards to say hello to the Leto brothers.
Disclaimer: The events never happened. This fic is for entertainment purposes only, not profit. I, the author, make no claim through this work as to the actual lives/ preferences/ activities of the people mentioned herein.
Beta:
alexcat *hugs*Archive requests please contact the author
A/N: Quote is from the song 'Buddha for Mary' © 30 Seconds To Mars
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Mixed Paints
By Myr Juhl
Colin and Eamon stood in the audience, jumping along just as enthusiastically as the very mixed followers did. They hadn't wanted Jared to know they had finally made it to see the last leg on the ’30 seconds To Mars’ tour 2006. They liked the noise, and the melodic passages intertwined.
Jared moved deliciously on stage; his hair flowed everywhere and it was obvious he liked the gimmick leaving his hair in complete disarray whenever he reached for the microphone to sing another note. And singing wise, Jared's usual honey toned voice was screaming maturely into the mike.
Chilled to the bone, the brothers just stood, letting the visual assault hit their bodies. They had had no idea that Jared's voice had such a varied range in capacity. He sounded like a mixture of Jim Morrison and Bono in pitch and - honey.
"Fuck, he's good," Eamon mumbled, fascinated; cock hard by the sheer performance, sound, voice, music, loudness and purrs, the gasps and whispers. Then his eyes slid lower and he grimaced because Jared's crotch was hidden behind his noisy white guitar. Nevertheless, he did get a nice look at his prime toned buttocks, wriggling, swaying, jumping, dancing, twirling and that was a body part that always fascinated the gay man.
"This is cool music," Colin beamed at his brother, who smiled back. To stay anonymous, and not let Shannon and Jared know they were gonna be there, the Farrell brothers had gotten the tickets the traditional way of booking and buying them.
"Can we come backstage?" Eamon asked after the show.
"Probably - c’mon." Colin led the way, and it turned out, it was no problem. However, the band had already split for their hotel. They were told where to go by backstage people, recognizing Colin and finding him ‘safe’, knowing he had played opposite Jared in Alexander.
*
In the hotel.
After a wonderful shower, Jared sprawled on the couch clad only in a bathrobe. He was exhausted and Shannon grinned, "This was awesome!" He was full of adrenalin and jumpily, he moved around drinking from a bottle of Evian.
"Going somewhere to party?" he eagerly asked the guys from the band, Matt and Tomo. Then he went to Jared. "J?" Shannon bent over him. "Are you sleeping?"
Jared thought his eyes were open. "No...not ...of course not," he replied slipping back to his dream. Taking his hand, Shannon dragged his baby brother to his feet and led him into one of the bedrooms. He undressed him, leaving him naked under the duvet. He smiled and ran his hand through his brother's long wavy hair. Jared stirred in his dream and so Shannon let go of him to go partying.
When Shannon came out, he grinned excitedly. Colin Farrell had come visiting and just one look at his companion, he could tell the man had to be his brother. They looked too much alike. Shannon went to them.
"Hi, Colin!" They shook hands.
"Meet Eamon, he’s me brother and he spent a lot of time with me during Alexander."
"Oh? Well, I wasn't there much," Shannon shrugged but smiled at Colin’s suntanned, handsome big brother, who smiled back.
"Where’s Jared?" Colin asked.
"Sleeping," Shannon laughed. "We are going out by the way. Wanna join us?"
"Sure!" Colin grinned.
Casually, Eamon said, "I’ll just say hi to Jared and..."
"Yeah, then come join us at ‘Baxter’s Pub’... it's a block from here."
"Gottcha!" Eamon said having already forgotten the name of the pub.
Entering the soft-lit bedchamber, the first thing Eamon saw took his breath away. Walking right up to the side of the bed, a completely naked Jared had pushed away the duvet and lay with legs spread on his stomach, one leg bent and pulled up so high his buttocks were separated; his anus was completely visible. Eamon swallowed profusely, and without even thinking, he undressed. His body craved to touch Jared’s skin. He would worry about rejection when they got there.
Naked, he climbed into the headboard less bed from the foot; Jared lay facing the door. Nearing a naked foot, Eamon bent and kissed the sole and sucked lightly on the heel. Liking Jared’s taste already, he kissed harder and let the round bone sink deeper into his mouth, licking ticklishly on the skin. Jared stirred and tried to pull his foot away from the tickling source.
Eamon waited a few moments before proceeding, his eyes glued to the little puckered hole. "You’re so beautiful," he whispered. His hands were placed on top of the backsides of Jared's thighs, the goal was to knead the hard buns flexing as Jared registered the alien touch. He murmured and writhed. Having him so close, Eamon delicately pushed Jared's other leg a bit to the side, grinning at how lucky he was Jared had such flexible joints.
*
In the bar
Colin and Shannon were having a good time; at ‘Baxter's’, the tone was always very liberated and so Colin draping himself over Shannon all evening didn’t really faze the patrons. The two muscular men had long stopped talking with the other members, who split to continue elsewhere. Smart-ass assumptions as to why Eamon hadn't shown up yet were the highlight of their conversation at the moment.
"He's naked?" Colin smiled in a cute drunken fashion.
"Totally - I'm sure Eamon's x-ray vision discovered that as soon as he entered." Smilingly, Shannon continued, "What’s he gonna do to him?"
Colin shrugged and said, "Well, I reckon he wants to stick his big dick into your brother's little tight arse and fuck’im till he screams and..."
He lit a smoke and his dark eyes full of mirth seeing Shannon's jaw drop.
"Reality check, Shannon!"
Shannon whispered excitedly, "Jared will be so fucking angry!"
"I don't think so, babe. I think Jared wants that," Colin quirked a brow.
"J? He’ll get a fit. He’s the straightest guy I know!"
"We all have our weak spot till the right man comes along and believe
me... Eamon eats straight guys for breakfast!" Then he laughed wholeheartedly and patted Shannon’s shoulder. "Relax, Eamon won’t try anything. I was only joking." However, he knew his brother would try to nail Jared’s arse - that was certain. Eamon loved more than anything to have fucking great sex with straight guys. ‘Turn them religious’ and show them what a cock could really offer.
"Wanna dance?"
Shannon laughed. "With you?"
"Yeah!" Colin had no idea why he had asked, but he did top guys once in a while and now, he was becoming interested in topping Shannon. Okay - it had happened three times and he always shared his gay experiences with Eamon. It was very intimate.
"Okay - we can try," Shannon, said with a little smile.
Colin grabbed Shannon's hand, feeling attractive, aroused and therefore, as soon as they got on the floor, he wrapped his arms around Shannon's neck and kissed his mouth.
Shannon had the same large eyes as Jared, only brown, and they almost bulged out of their sockets. Colin’s lips retreated only an inch to experience how Shannon’s lips slowly let go of the pressure. The elder man licked his lips nervously, coating them in glistening saliva, refreshing his unique taste. With a grin, Colin licked away the flavour. Shannon jerked because the tickle felt like a jolt.
"C-Colin...," he stuttered. Colin replaced his lips on Shannon’s, travelling a hand down his chest to encircle a peaked nipple through the thin shirt.
Shannon gasped; heat pooling in his sex and a general rapid circulation coursing in his body. Colin deepened the kiss now holding Shannon’s head in his hands, devouring the handsome man’s mouth, tongue, and cavity.
*
In the hotel
Eamon gently pushed Jared's hips forward a few times to start a friction of his cock against the sheets. Jared reacted with a sigh and Eamon bent to nibble at his tail bone. Moving lower, he let his tongue swipe and, oh yes, the tip of his tongue teased Jared's opening. Immediately, the muscle clamped shut. Eamon smiled and instead began to lick the iris opening to relax it for penetration. As he continuously licked, changing between broad and cone shaped tongue, he felt how Jared's body worked with him when he pushed his hips across the sheet.
Jared even began to try to lift his buttocks a bit to get deeper licks from the hot tongue. He moaned, with each breath laboured as pleasure took over his body.
Eamon stuck two fingers, inside the wet port. Jared was now on his knees, gasping. His arse wonderfully accessible and his heartbeat pumping his blood into circulation at a sky-high rate, filling his cock fast and gloriously hard.
Eamon continued to flick his tongue across the quivering, yielding hole, diving inside to taste the strong musky flavour of this amazing sleep warm body. When he stopped to breathe a few times, he heard Jared's sexy purr, "Don't stop, Colin..."
Eamon froze. /What the f...?/ He didn't realise he and Colin wore the same after shave, and that Jared had thought his scent had given 'Colin' away. He couldn't figure out what to do now, but he then decided to continue. Jared would be embarrassed if he knew Eamon and not Colin shagged him. He just prayed he could slip away before Jared found out, tell Colin, and have him play along.
"You want this, Jared?" As the actor spread his thighs in want, Eamon decided that was answer enough and got himself ready. He was always prepared, it was always an option in his life, and he found a tube of lube and a condom in his pants' pocket. And since Jared was his ultimate dream fuck with a straight guy at the moment, he kind of did it on purpose too, knowing they were coming tonight - the opportunity maybe even realistic.
Looking at his hands greasing up his latex covered erection, he saw said reality in front of him, a gorgeous body, writhing wantonly at his very touch. Shortly after, he began easing himself inside Jared’s little delectable arse.
"Oooh!...she ...always liked ... to ...fuck...a lot," Jared whispered in between deeply breathed moans. He pushed back to have 'Colin' move faster.
Eamon smiled. He had in particular noticed this cute and arousing rhyme in one of the bands' songs tonight, Jared had purred the words in an utterly sexy voice and made Eamon hard even back then.
"She likes to fuck a lot? Do you like to fuck a lot, too?" he teased into Jared's ear. Bending down to reach it, he licked a soft earlobe, letting it slip into his mouth, eliciting another groan of pleasure from Jared's lips.
Inhaling deeply, Jared replied with the dramatic exhale, "Ah...yes I do. Fuck me, Colin." He was helplessly speared on Eamon's thick pulsating cock. Reality hadn’t struck yet that he was being fucked by his friend. It was too surreal.
"Oh, God," Eamon groaned through gritted teeth as he retreated halfway from the tight-tight virgin sheath to push forward again, which didn't happen a lot. Eamon didn't slut around like Colin, ergo not encountering many virgins. He grimaced as his eyes rolled backwards in pleasure.
"Oh, my God," he repeated, and received another breathy keening moan from Jared, who set the pace fast and deep. Eamon moaned at the scorching intimacy as he drove into his partner. With a little smile, he noticed how Jared had switched to the Irish dialect he had used for Hephaestion in 'Alexander'. Hearing 'Colin' speak must have triggered the endearing reaction.
*
Colin and Shannon had entered the hotel room. Their kisses were hungry and all they needed was a bed. Stumbling into one of them they froze in their tracks.
"C-Colin...oh fuck, Colin," Jared moaned. His face invisible behind the long hair curtain, but the energetic thrusts from behind him, were making his body jerk forth and back in a fast rhythm.
"WHAT!" Colin shouted hearing his name coming from Jared’s lips.
Jared bolted forward at the familiar voice that shouldn't come from in front of him, but from behind. Eamon retreated from him to stare at the scene unfolding in front of him. He winched at Jared's confused look. Not even once had Jared looked back to check if Eamon was the right lover. As in slow motion, Jared's head turned repeatedly to look from Eamon to Colin.
"But...you’re not..." he started and then nausea overwhelmed him and he barely reached the bathroom before he threw up on the floor.
"Shit..." Eamon mumbled. Colin neared him.
"Did ya make him think you were me and just fucked his brains out?"
Eamon met his eyes. "Yes. I admit I never corrected him in his... assumption ...that I was you... fuck." He rolled off the condom.
In the meantime, Shannon went to check on his brother. He knelt beside him and put a hand on his back. Breathing deeply, Shannon could smell sex emanating from his sweat slick body.
"I can't fucking believe he did this..." Jared whispered incredulously.
Shannon went to the bathroom and soaked a washing cloth to wipe over Jared's mouth.
"I thought he was Colin. I really did ...this is so embarrassing. I mean... I don't..." Jared said, shakily.
"I know you don’t, baby... but he is something, isn't he?" Shannon took a glass of water for Jared to rinse the sour taste from his mouth. "It was a sick joke."
Jared turned to his brother. "No... he’s not sick. I just wish he’d told me he wasn't..."
"Okay, now I'm confused," Shannon, said.
"We’re splitting so I can go kill my brother when..." Colin said from the door, not looking at Jared.
"No..." Jared got up and walked to the living room, naked and unaware of three sets of eyes marvelling at his gorgeous body.
"I’m not... angry, Eamon," he said reaching out to him.
Eamon looked very uncomfortably back at him, and seemed confused as well.
"It's just..." Jared’s eyes searched Colin’s but his friend looked away.
"Sorry, Jared, but I was kind of hoping to fuck your brother."
"Uh?" Jared visibly whitened and without another word, he went to the bedroom.
"Jared?" Eamon went after him and shut the door. "Jared?" he asked again and neared the body just standing there. Eamon put his hands on the tense shoulders and yet Jared bent unexpectedly backwards. Eamon put his arms around the other man and kissed the back of his neck.
"It's okay, really. I found you liked making love to me, sharing a moment."
"Are ya kidding me?" Eamon went around Jared, his arms still encircling the powerful body. "Yer a wet dream for me! To bed someone like you..." He moved in closer. "And so handsome... you’re so talented, so smart." Eamon's voice dropped and the pitch had an erotic effect on Jared, who closed his eyes and lifted his head.
"Oh yes, let's kiss," Eamon moaned, sinking his own lips on top of Jared's.
Jared opened his mouth and Eamon’s tongue dipped inside. Their flavours fused and as their mouths slid wet and needy in circles, their bodies pressed together.
"We never came," Eamon groaned.
"No, we didn’t really," Jared, groaned back.
"You really wanted Colin?"
"Not consciously. I’m not attracted to men, but I’ve very strong feelings for him. We were intimate on so many levels during the shooting last year."
Eamon embraced him more thoroughly and Jared’s hands slid around his waist, welcoming the continuance from which they had been interrupted.
"Jared, baby, you’re so hard," Eamon murmured.
"I like you, too, Eamon, wouldn’t have shagged a friend anyway."
"And what am I?" Eamon asked tracing silky smooth skin, hard muscles flexing underneath his fingertips.
"A lover?" Jared suggested, closing his eyes to enjoy the caresses coaxing him to moan passionately into Eamon’s mouth.
Jared was achingly hard once more; he rubbed his cock shamelessly against Eamon’s. "I badly need ya and yer cock back in me bed."
"C’mon then!" Eamon said eager to comply.
Back in bed, Eamon spooned Jared, and after applying a new condom, he afterwards slid inside his lover’s body once more, they both shouted excitedly as the blissful sensation spread in their groins and spines.
*
In the bedroom next door, Colin and Shannon lay close, heavily petting each other. Colin smiled cheekily. "Well, he hasn’t come out yet! Guess they’re okay then!"
"Yeah," Shannon smiled back and after another intense kissing session and fingers’ groping, he said softly, "Fuck me like Eamon fucks Jared."
"Sure thing, pretty baby," Colin said. "You’re more than ready."
As Colin pulled his fingers out of Shannon, the older man said, "Can’t wait to experience this."
Colin carefully put on a condom, and when he entered Shannon, the elder man felt it clearly and dizziness overcame him, realising the physical act itself. /Oh, my fucking God, I can actually feel his cock worming inside me./ It felt so fantastic that Shannon moaned out loud as he didn’t know how else to convey to Colin how it made him feel.
Colin’s kisses also stirred other thoughts. Colin kissed him so aggressively that he realised how really timidly he always kissed girls himself. There was nothing gentle about Colin’s kisses and Shannon was so turned on by everything that had to do with the younger Irishman.
His eyelids fluttered when passionate grunts escaped him. He sounded exactly like Jared did on the other side of the wall.
The Farrell brothers shared a mutual thought; connecting by the heat of the moment as they fucked the beautiful Leto siblings. /This is different. These boys are different./ To both successfully get to fuck straight guys - not any guys - but these guys. The meaning so much sweeter, cavemen like and victorious.
*
Eamon moved slowly, Jared’s cock snug in his hand. It felt as if it belonged there, customised. He kissed Jared’s neck, nuzzled his face into his long hair.
"How are ya?"
"Doing fine," Jared replied.
"Yer so gorgeous," Eamon replied with a smirk in his brown eyes, passion made his voice raspy.
Jared laughed. "Yeah - I kind of noticed you felt that way after licking my arse earlier..." He smiled more softly. "I liked that actually. Never entertained the thought someone would moan in pleasure..." his hand traced Eamon’s jaw. "...just by licking me arse."
"What can I say?" Eamon said quietly with fire in his eyes. "Rimmin’ turns me on."
"Move faster," Jared said shortly after. "I wanna see fuckin’ stars shoot out of me arse."
"Ya got it babe," Eamon said pushing Jared on his stomach, but pulling him up on his hands and knees. Leaning over him, Eamon eagerly increased the tempo, pumping Jared’s cock with eyes closed in concentration.
He heard Colin’s shouts from the other room and a huge smiled spread on his face. Soon he felt Jared’s sphincter muscle clamp down on his cock as the beautiful creature cried his release.
Eamon groaned; satisfied feeling how he was driven towards his own climax.
*
Shannon grunted repeatedly, squeezing Colin closer after each thrust.
"This’ the greatest fuck ever," Colin moaned.
"Guys?" Shannon gasped.
"Yeah, with guys," Colin breathed and hearing Jared and Eamon’s climatic yelps had them both groan louder.
"I think I’ll fuck Jared some day," Colin said out of nowhere. "I like the way he sounded just now when he came."
Shannon smiled suddenly. "Well - he’s sin incarnated when he comes."
Colin’s brows shot in the air. "What? You’ve been together?"
Shannon stopped gasping, "What? Oh... Hell no!!!" Then he laughed shakily as he was so close. "Found him jerking off. He doesn’t know I stayed to see him come. Perverse... I ... know, but wanted to see if he was ...larger than me when he came..."
"And was he?" Colin asked intrigued, but Shannon couldn’t reply as his body convulsed in the sweetest orgasm of his life.
"FREAKING FUCKING FANTASTIC...FUCK!" he shouted, his fingers almost spasming in pleasure. Then he kept quiet to enjoy the rest of the ride as Colin continued to thrust, nearing his own climax.
Shannon almost missed that, as Colin didn't voice his orgasm. He had turned very quiet, and the rocking of his body into Shannon deliciously slow.
That was it.
They looked at each other. Mouths meeting. "Wanna see ya again, Shannon..." Colin murmured.
"Yeah me, too." Shannon was aware Colin wasn’t looking for a relationship as such, but that was just fine. He wasn’t interested in a steady thing with him either, although once in a while he wouldn’t mind senseless shagging like the one just now.
*
It was different in the room next door. Jared and Eamon hugged and whispered all night until they fell asleep limbs entangled, and faces close enough to inhale each other’s breath.
They awoke feeling movement in the bed. Jared opened his eyes no further than two slits to recognize the intruder. That happened to be both Shannon and Colin. With much difficulty, he freed himself of the older Farrell’s strong limbs and sat up with a slight frown. His rear was a bit sore. Grateful not getting snide remarks from the other two, he looked back to take in the sight of Eamon. Shocked, he realised how gorgeous this man still was the day after. That he despite feeling drained wanted his touch again.
"How are ya?" Colin asked. Reluctantly, Jared turned his eyes away from his late night lover and looked at Colin.
"I’m...great. I feel fine." Then he smiled and repeated what he had told Eamon. "I know now I could never have slept with a friend."
"Ever?" Colin didn’t manage to hide the disappointment from his voice.
"You had your chance yesterday, but didn’t take it." He cocked his head towards Shannon who stood nonchalantly in his ‘told-you-so’ fashion.
"So..." Colin gestured towards his brother.
"What about me?" Eamon asked, apparently not asleep.
Jared leaned back and was immediately embraced in his arms. Eamon looked at him, ignoring the audience. "Ya fancy me just a little bit?"
"Yes," Jared mumbled softly kissing him. "Very much. I could become gay for you."
Shannon laughed caught by surprise.
"I told ya, Shannon!" Colin laughed too. "Gotta hand it to ya, Eamon. Yer truly gifted."
"I know," Eamon answered. "Now fuck off and let me enjoy me boyfriend."
End of Tale February 1st 2005
