First chappie… I don't like it much, but… whatevarrr.
Ch. 1: The Fantasy
There had been times in Tomo Miličević's life when he had questioned his sexual orientation. In the years following the formation of 30 Seconds to Mars, he had often had impure thoughts about each of his band mates, especially the Leto brothers. But as time passed, these thoughts and feelings dwindled, and he began to think of his fleeting bicuriosity as a phase. He assumed he'd never look at his band mates like that ever again. And he didn't, for a few years…
Tomo rubbed his arms in a futile attempt too warm himself, cursing Jared's name under his breath.
Jared had insisted they keep the air conditioner on max, and with the tiny, cramped space of the London flat, it had gotten to the point that Tomo could nearly see his breath hanging in the air.
"Jared!" Tomo called with chattering teeth from the kitchenette.
"What?"
"Get your ass in here!"
Jared strolled in casually, a book in his hand. "Yes?" he asked innocently.
Tomo glared at him. "Can you turn off that damn A/C? I'm freezing my ass off!"
"It's not that cold," Jared shrugged, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes it is! Even you're wearing a sweatshirt!" the guitarist gestured vaguely at him with his hand.
"Hmmm…" Jared looked down at himself, fingering the black hoodie's zipper. "So I am…" he mused as if noticing it for the first time.
Tomo groaned. "If you don't at least turn it down, I'll call Shannon and have him yell at you."
"Fine," the older man said, then his face lit up as an idea struck him. He smiled. "But first…"
Oh, no… Tomo thought.
The lead singer grabbed a box from the shelf in the other room and returned, displaying the top for him. "How about we play a game?"
Tomo blinked. "Chess?"
"Strip chess," Jared declared, a smile pulling at the corners of his lips. "Loser stays naked the entire day, A/C or no A/C."
"I'll get freaking hypothermia if I stay in the cold much longer, let alone with my clothes off!" the younger guy protested.
Jared grinned. "Then win quick," he said, grabbing Tomo's wrist and pulling him toward the couch.
They sat opposite each other, Tomo on the sofa, Jared on a chair, as the latter set up the board on a small coffee table between them.
Jared looked up. "Ready, little Tomislav?"
Tomo grumbled something about the penguins that were bound to show up due to the temperature, but nodded. The younger Leto made his first move, pushing a pawn forward two spaces. Then Tomo moved his knight. They continued, chatting airily about a story they head on the news, until Tomo finally got his bishop free and took one of Jared's pawns.
"Haha!" he grinned triumphantly, leaning back and crossing his arms.
Jared smiled too as he slowly unzipped his sweatshirt and pulled it off, revealing the tight-fitting white tee-shirt underneath. "Don't get too cocky, Miličević," he smirked.
Tomo returned the smirk, but it faded to a grimace as he looked down to see Jared taking his bishop.
"Shit…" he muttered. He too stripped himself of his hoodie, leaving his torso unprotected from the cold air, save a thin long-sleeved shirt. "D-dammit, Jared… why the hell d-do you need the a/c on? I-it's not like we're in LA or a-anyplace hot…" Tomo shivered, wrapping his arms around himself.
"I like the cold."
"Jared, there are other people here besides yourself!"
Jared gestured to the board. "Quit complaining and focus on the game."
"Fiiine…" Tomo huffed. He moved his rook forward three.
Jared moved a pawn forward, and Tomo grinned.
Moron.
Replacing it with his knight, Tomo plucked the pawn from the board and placed it on the side with the other white pawn. "Shirt. Off."
The older man obeyed, worming out of his top with the ease of a practiced stripper. Tomo had to suppress a gasp.
Tomo had seen Jared topless, even naked before, but this time, with the blue-white light of the overcast London day outside illuminating the pale skin of Jared's toned, smooth chest, his body was almost godly. Gazing at his band mate in this soft glow, Tomo couldn't help but feel slightly aroused.
"Tomo."
"Y-yeah…?" Tomo murmured, snapping out of his trance.
"… you're staring."
"Eh…" Tomo blushed and averted his eyes. "Sorry, just spaced out…"
Jared grinned maliciously. "You're turned on, aren't you?"
"N-no, I'm not…"
"Than what would those be?" Jared asked tauntingly, pointing at Tomo's chest. Tomo looked down to see two raised nubs from under his top.
Tomo blushed even harder and hastily covered his hardened nipples. "I-it's cold!" the guitarist insisted.
"Of course it is."
They continued the game, Jared soon losing his socks and sneakers. Soon after, Tomo lost one of his pawns.
"Off with your shirt," Jared smirked.
Tomo reached up and tentatively began to pull off his shirt, biting back a mewl as the flimsy fabric rubbed against his sensitive nipples. The slight friction caused them to harden even more. And with Jared watching him almost hungrily from across the board, his nipples weren't the only things that were hardening.
"Stop staring…" he mumbled sheepishly as he crossed his arms.
Jared just laughed.
Tomo pulled his knees to his chest, seeking heat. "C'mon, Jared, can we please stop this?" he pled.
"Your move." Jared said, ignoring him.
The freezing man groaned and leaned in, taking Jared's knight with his queen.
"Ch-check," he muttered.
The singer stood and unbuttoned his dark jeans, pulled down his fly and yanked them off. Tomo hugged his legs tighter to conceal his growing hard-on.
Shit… he thought. Why is this happening now?
Jared sat back down, clad only in his indigo-and-black boxers, and smiled sweetly at the blushing man, proceeding to pick off three more of Tomo's pieces.
"Check," Jared stated as Tomo pulled off his pants.
Tomo was in a daze. He could feel his lips turning blue and his skin bristling with goose bumps and his erection rubbing uncomfortably against his pale stomach. He reached forward, wincing as his boxers moved over his cock. His hand hovered shakily over his remaining bishop as his brain sluggishly tried to compute his next move.
"Tomo," jared said softly, "Didn't you hear me? Check. Your bishop can't do anything."
Tomo pulled his hand back and secured it under his leg, then pressed his face against his knees. He let out a low groan as he shuddered.
"J-jared…" he breathed.
"Yeah?"
"… you're s-such an ass."
Jared smiled. "Aw, is little Tomo cold?"
Tomo grumbled quietly and shifted slightly. Jared's mouth twitched as he caught a glimpse of the growing bulge in the Croatian's dark blue boxers. He licked his lips cravingly.
The younger Leto stood and stepped over the chess table. He placed a knee on the couch and leaned forward.
"Want me to warm you?" he whispered.
Tomo's face had paled slightly when Jared had moved forward, but now it reddened with a blush. He nodded, his eyes heavy lidded.
Jared placed a hand on Tomo's chest and pushed him back on the couch, then straddled his hips and crushed his lips into Tomo's.
"Mmm…" Tomo groaned as Jared grounded his hips into his sensitive cock. The guitarist wrapped an arm around his band mate's neck and ran his fingers through his bleached hair. Jared's tongue pushed against Tomo's trembling lips, who sighed as his warm skin invaded his mouth. Jared's hands moved up and down his body, then lingered on the waistband of Tomo's boxers. He hooked his fingers under the elastic, and Tomo's breath hitched.
"W-wai—ahh," his protest was cut off by a gasp as Jared attacked his neck, kissing and nipping and suckling at Tomo's tender skin. Tomo moaned loudly.
Jared sucked harder, running his tongue over the reddening blotches and tearing the boxers off. He reached down and brushed his fingers lightly against Tomo's arousal. He jerked his hips at the singer's touch, whines of impatience and anticipation escaping his lips. Jared grabbed the younger man's dick and began pumping it skillfully as he trailed light kisses down his body, stopping at the right nipple and lapping at it. His free hand reached up and pinched the other one while he took the right on into his mouth, nipping and playing with it with his tongue, coaxing a loud mewl of pleasure from Tomo. He broke away suddenly, which enticed a few disappointed sounds from his uke, and continued the line of kisses down his stomach. Jared fisted Tomo's manhood slower now and his mouth continued getting closer and closer until suddenly, he stopped altogether. Tomo looked up at him pleadingly, his eyes clouded with lust, his chest heaving with sporadic breaths. Jared reached up and held two fingers before Tomo's lips.
"Suck," he commanded.
The guitarist obediently opened his mouth and took the digits inside, swirling his tongue around them, never tearing his dark eyes from Jared's azure gaze. Jared pulled his fingers from Tomo's mouth; he slowly lowered his head, running his tongue up the underside of Tomo's cock. Tomo shuddered with ecstasy.
"Ahhh… jared…" Tomo groaned as said actor too his entire length into his mouth. He began to suck gently and bob his head, making Tomo moan his name over and over. He spread his legs wider, pulling Jared's hair until he couldn't take it anymore.
"Ja-jared…!" he gasped.
Jared reached down and prodded Tomo's entrance with a saliva coated finger. "Come for me, Tomo," he purred as he wriggled the digit inside him.
The vibrations from Jared's voice sent Tomo over the edge. His hips snapped forward, and he shrieked Jared's name as he ejaculated. Jared licked his lips, a small stream of seed dribbling from his mouth. He gazed down at Tomo lustily.
"You taste delicious, Tomo…" Jared growled with a nearly lupine tone.
"Ja… red…" the younger man blushed at the predatory murmur. Jared smiled and forced another finger into Tomo, making him cry out. He scissored his fingers gently. Moans echoed in the cold room. His middle finger grazed Tomo's prostate and the guitarist spasmed with pleasure.
He pulled his fingers out of Tomo's body after deeming his asshole stretched enough. He leaned in towards his head.
"Are you ready?" Jared breathed huskily, nipping at Tomo's earlobe.
Tomo gulped, then nodded.
Jared grinned and dug his fingernails into Tomo's hips, then unexpectedly thrust his hips forward and impaled his victim on his throbbing cock. Tomo yelped in surprise and pain from the sudden intrusion, throwing his head back, his long dark hair fanning out on the cushion behind him. Jared grabbed his shoulders and pulled him up, kissing him roughly.
"Damn, you look so fucking hot like this…" he murmured.
The comment sent shivers of anticipation down Tomo's spine and strait to his already-hardening dick. He wrapped his arms around Jared's narrow shoulders and nuzzled his face into his neck.
"Jared… fuck me…" he pled with a hint of a desperate whine. He wanted, no, needed this. A part of him had been nervous Shannon or someone would catch them, but the risk just added to the lust of extreme eroticism he felt.
"With pleasure."
Jared pulled back slowly, then rammed back in. Tomo bit back a scream of pain, then euphoria. Damn, it hurt so fucking good! The bleached-blonde picked up speed, and his thrusts found rhythm; Tomo punctuated each with a moan or a cry. Jared shifted positions and licked his dry lips as Tomo let out a particularly loud and sensual whine. He kept the sweet friction focused on that spot, groaning as he neared climax. He reached down and started jerking Tomo off; he was determined they could come together. He felt warmth pooling in his abdomen. He felt Tomo tighten around him as he neared release. Jared buried his cock deep into Tomo, and they yelled each other's names in unison as they both released.
Jared collapsed onto Tomo, their semen-coated stomachs sliding against each other. He slid out of Tomo and they lay there, trying to catch their breath. Jared leaned back and pulled Tomo on top of him, burying his nose into his dark locks.
"Oh god, Tomo…" he panted.
Tomo lay in a dazed heap on Jared's chest. We… just had sex…
Jared gazed down at him. "Are… you okay?"
Tomo smiled saintly. "Yeah. That was just so… nice." He curled himself to Jared's form.
"Mmm…" Jared sighed and absently stroked the younger man's head.
"You seemed…" Tomo searched for the word, "experienced. Have you done this before?"
Jared let out a low laugh. "Not really. I experimented a little in the 10th grade."
"With who?" Curiosity seeped into his voice.
"Shannon."
Tomo snapped his head up, shocked. "Our Shannon?" he asked.
Jared grinned dreamily. "Uh-huh. Our parents were out and we were curious. Simple. I've only topped once before, though. Shannon was always on top."
Tomo raised an eyebrow. "You did this more than once?"
The younger Leto shrugged. "Shann's not that bad. Plus, he gives amazing head."
"Better than you?"
"Dunno, never sucked myself off."
Tomo giggled.
"Was it your first time?" Jared asked softly.
Tomo nodded.
"And?"
He shrugged. "Approval, I suppose."
The flat grew silent, except for the whirring of the A/C. both men lay on the couch and listened, enjoying each other's warmth. Tomo was trying to wrap his head around the situation. Surely, spontaneous sex isn't… normal, right?
"Why?" he asked suddenly.
"Why what?"
"Why'd you randomly want to fuck me? Why now?"
"Because," said jared, "you are extremely attractive. And we were both horny. Plus, I couldn't resist that face you were making. So… needy."
Tomo frowned. There must be more to it than that.
"Why'd you let me?"
He was caught off guard by the question. "Well… like you said before, we were both turned on. And I was curious… but…"
Jared sighed. "You're not into me like that, are you?"
Tomo bit his lip. "Uhh…"
"S'okay. I had a little crush on you a few years back, but I'm over it."
"S-sorry…"
"Don't be."
Tomo buried his face in Jared's neck. "Perhaps…" he mumbled, "… we could do this again sometime?"
Jared rubbed light circles into his back. "Yeah. I'd like that."
Tomo smiled and closed his eyes, snuggling into Jared's warmth.
ooo
The scene Shannon came home to was one he'd been expecting for months. He's noticed the way his baby brother had been eyeing Tomo; he should've known better than to leave them alone together. Jared could entice anyone into bed if he tried.
He sighed sadly, gazing down at the floor at Tomo, who had probably gotten up at one point for a drink, but passed out before he could reach the kitchenette. His Tomo. The object of all his love and affection, lying naked on the floor with the seed of another man drying on his thighs. Damn Jared for beating him to the punch.
Shannon knew he should feel angry at Jared, but he just couldn't. He just felt sorrow. And jealousy.
He crouched down, balancing on the balls of his feet, and brushed a few strands of hair from Tomo's face. Jared, snoring softly on the couch, grunted a bit and turned over. Out like a light. Shannon focused his attention on the Croatian.
"Tomo," he whispered, patting his cheek gently. He got no response. He poked him harder. "Tooomooo…"
Tomo stirred, making small noises of discomfort having woken up on the hard floor. He opened an eye to see Shannon.
"Come on," Shannon muttered. He pulled Tomo to his feet and tried to walk him toward his room, but Tomo stumbled and clutched Shannon's arm for support.
"Can't move…" he mumbled. "Hurts too much…"
"Alright…" I feel like a mother… He placed his palms on the undersides of Tomo's thighs and hoisted him up, letting him wrap his slim legs around the drummer's waist and sling his arms around his neck. Tomo sighed comfortably and nestled his head against Shannon's shoulder, closing his eyes once more and nuzzling against his body.
He probably thinks I'm Jared… Shannon realized, and immediately felt like crying, but he shook it off, one of his arms snaking around Tomo's back, his free hand cupping a bare ass cheek.
Tomo proved a bit difficult to carry, but Shannon managed to get him to his room. He sat down at the edge of the bed, Tomo still clinging to him. Shannon listened to his soft breaths. He's like a baby…
The room was quiet. Shannon's eyes roamed longingly over Tomo's slight body, his heart aching as he took in every mark Jared had left. Tomo's head lolled to the side as he slept on, exposing his neck to Shannon.
I shouldn't take advantage of this, but…
Slowly, he placed his lips under Tomo's ear and ran kisses along his jaw to his mouth, where he paused before taking the guitarist's bottom lip between his own. He sucked gently, then finished with a light, chaste kiss on his lips and moved to Tomo's neck, festooned with hickeys, and made a trail of light kisses down to the left side of his chest, stopping over the place he determined Tomo's heart would be. The drummer dipped his head and sucked the skin hard. Tomo groaned in his sleep, but didn't wake. After a minute, Shannon pulled back, placing a kiss on the dark passion mark right over Tomo's heart.
A bit sappy for my taste, Shannon thought, but he didn't care. As long as Tomo would bear his mark.
He lay the younger man down after hugging him tightly and swept his gaze once more over his nude form before covering him with a blanket. Shannon could feel tears springing to his eyes and didn't fight them he wept silently as he walked out of the room, pulling the door shut behind him.
Mah beta said the sex scene should be longer, and I agree. Perhaps one day I will go back and fix it…
