The roar of the fans slowly subsided as we walked off stage. I glanced over at Serj, who lifted a hand to swipe the sweat off his glistening forehead. He caught my eye and smiled, butterflies involuntarily fluttering through my stomach. Usually after a concert we would screw around with some chicks, if you know what I mean, but today was an exception. We were all exhausted from touring, so Serj and I immediately headed for the dressing room. When we entered the room, Serj impulsively reached for his pack of cigarettes, pulling matches out of his back pocket. I watched as he lit the match, and I couldn't help but admire his toned bicep as he flicked it across the matchbox. This called to mind how fucking great his ass looked on stage, and I shook my head to clear it of such strange thoughts. My eyes grazed along his muscular, lean body, resting on his face. I was pulled out of my reveries when I noticed the inquisitive look that he was giving me.
"What?" I asked, confused. He raised his eyebrows, and I followed his gaze down to my pants. I gasped in embarrassment, noticing that I had a full erection. I looked up at Serj, struggling for a way to bluff my way out of the awkward situation.
"I- there were some hot girls out there, and I was, uh, thinking about them…"
To my amazement, Serj stepped closer to me, placing his warm hand over the bulge in my pants.
"It's okay, I've wanted this for a long time… and now I can see that you're interested too."
Despite my inhibitions, I found myself answering him: "I definitely am interested"
He then forcefully pressed his lips against mine, and I found myself melting into his kiss. He began to gently stroke my cock before fumbling with my belt. I broke the kiss to begin working at Serj's belt, easily undoing it and pulling down the zipper of his pants. Before I knew what was happening, however, Serj was on his knees and I moaned loudly as I felt his mouth envelope my cock. He looked up at me as he moved back and forth across my dick, eliciting sighs of pleasure that I couldn't hold back. His skilled tongue and quick motions had me coming within minutes, and he swallowed it all.
I pulled him up to me and kissed him roughly, pushing him towards the couch. I forcefully removed the rest of his clothes and let him do the same to me. I always kept condoms in my back pocket for after the concert, and I pulled one out then.
"Are you ready?" I asked him; unsure where this fit of boldness that had overtaken me came from. He kissed me then, and murmured a "yes" in reply. As I guided him onto his stomach and pushed his head into the cushions with his sweet ass in the air I realized he must want this just as much as me. I rolled on the condom and inserted my cock into his ass, noticing how incredibly tight he was. He let out a slow, loud moan and I knew that he was going to enjoy this. I began to slowly thrust into him, gradually picking up speed as we both moaned out in pleasure. He told me to go faster and I complied, ramming myself into him until I couldn't last any longer. I yelled out as I came, then I pulled out and collapsed against Serj, tossing the condom aside.
"I know how I feel when I'm around you," I whispered to Serj.
He replied, "You have no idea how long I've waited for that"
And I never fucked a hooker after a concert again.