IV.
"Before we start, there's something that I need to point out!" Adam announces, getting up.
"We won't shoot anything, if this is what makes you worry!" Matt anticipates him.
"Nope, it's not that.. hey, wait! Do you even shoot stuff?" the American guy stares, dumbfounded, at them.
"Yep, but when there's only Matt and me. We have a very nice collection, you know?" Dominic informs their guest very proudly.
"I've never found a girl who appreciates such stuff!" Adam mutters, but the other two hear him and chuckle. "Anyway, the thing that I need to point out is... as you have your rules, I have mine!"
"Such as?" the pianist raises his eyebrow.
"You can do to me whatever you please, and I really mean anything, but forget my back entrance!"
"That was predictable. Well, okay, but you don't know what you're missing!" the blond shrugs.
"And I don't wanna fucking know!" his listener snaps.
"Maybe later you will beg us to take you!" the other insists.
"I don't fucking think so!"
"Let me remind you, you told us before, that there would be no second meeting with us!"
"Dominic…" Adam warns him, with a glacial look.
Matt observes them as if he was watching a tennis match, moving his head from one side to the other side, but it's their guest who scores the match point.
"Okay, I give in!" the drummer declares.
"Okay, let's think about you now, Adam, from which sense do you want to start with?" Matt asks him.
"What?" the other frontman stares at him puzzled.
"You heard me. You know, exploration always begin with a sense. It's up to you: hearing, sight, touch, taste…" Matthew explains.
"No one has ever picked up the smell, it's the least exciting!" Dom reveals.
"What does 'no one ' mean? Do you often do such things? Does it mean that I'm not the only one you've sudeced?" Adam wonders dumbfounded and also a little bothered by that news.
The only answer that he gets is Matthew and Dominic bursting out laughing.
"The only one? My dear Adam, more than half of showbiz is gay and perverted, even the ones you would never suspect! That's all you need to know. " the blond informs him.
"Hey! I am not gay!" Adam almost roars, pissed off.
"But you are perverted, otherwise you wouldn't be here asking for a ride on our merry-go-round!" Matt sneers.
"You just dragged me in your fucking Carnival!" the American man points out.
"Maybe, but the most important thing is that now, you're here. Twuth must be told, you're the only one… the only one who we didn't think that we would have seduced!" Matthew reveals.
"Really?" Adam asks for confirmations, unable to hide a pleased smirk.
He adores being the only one at something.
"Yeah, so we can say that you're the most craved," Matt murmurs, caressing the other brunet's chin with a finger. "C'mon, now pick the sense."
Adam keeps silent for a while. considering for a second the chance of keeping his damn curiosity to himself and leaving those two to their creepy, kinky games, but the truth is, he's way too eager to enjoy all that stuff.
"Okay, I'd like to start with one of the less involving senses. I've already experienced hearing yesterday, when I heard you on the phone, so… sight is my choice."
"And a view it will be!" Dom cheers, as he starts to unbutton both himself and Matt.
"I have only one request," Adam adds, sitting on the bed again, but far from them. "Kiss each other. God help me, but I like seeing you kissing way too much!" he admits, awkwardly.
"It was already on our list of things to do, but good to know that!" Matthew smiles, kissing Dom as if there was no tomorrow … and as if there was nobody watching them.
"How do you manage to do that?" Adam asks them.
"To do what?" Matt asks back, as he's already straddling Dom, who stares at their guest laid out on the bed.
"What you do. With such a freedom, such a… naturalness." the American guy grumbles, puzzled.
Dominic parts from Matthew, sitting close to his mate.
"You know, everything started many years ago. One day I told Matt that he wouldn't have ever been so brave to do a certain thing and he proved me bloody wrong!" he reveals.
"Yeah. Then I challenged Dom and he showed me how much I had underestimated him!" Matt chuckles at the memory, smiling at the blond.
"So challenge after challenge, we realised that we could do everything, without being even remotely ashamed or awkward. Quite the contrary, the more one thing is hazardous, the more we have fun!" Dominic explains.
"Yep, I couldn't have asked for a better partner than my Dommie!" Matt says, smiling at said partner. "Of course, the most important thing is to lie to the media, talk about some girls every now and then, take some pictures with them, pretending to declare love and stuff like that!" he shrugs.
"As a matter of fact, I wouldn't have ever had any doubt about you!" Adam confesses.
"Buddy, life is always full of surprises. One day you're a womanizer, the day after you're… gay!"
"I'm NOT gay!" Adam snaps.
"I was talking about me, but I'm glad to see that you feel implicated!" the blond winks, before going back to his lover's arms and after a few instants, they're busy in a breathtaking kiss once again.
It's a matter of only few minutes before their shirts end on the floor and the atmosphere becomes hotter.
Adam is still fully dressed, but he begins to feel a certain sensation under his belly, a sensation that right now is more than familiar.
Matt and Dom notice the showy bulge inside his jeans.
"Tell me, Adam, would you like Dom and me to do this to you?" Matt asks him, as he trails with kisses, licks and tiny bites on Dominic, from his chin to his belly, as his hands fiddle with the blond's belt.
A "Fuck yes!" escapes from Adam's lips, as he's in evident trouble.
"Good. And would you like us to do this to you?" Dom asks him, sinking his nails in Matt's back, leaving four, long scratches stained with crimson blood, as Matt gulps in pleasure.
Adam jolts and the Englishmen take that as a 'yes'.
Matt and Dom resume kissing, until they feel a pair of hands upon their bodies.
They open their temporary-closed eyes and see Adam between them, his hands on their chests.
"No way, Mister!" Dom chuckles, pushing his hand away.
"You're breaking the rules!" Matt informs him, mirroring Dom's actions.
"But what…" the American man babbles in confusion.
"You chose the sight, didn't you? Did you pick the less involving sense? So a view and only a view must be, without any interference!" the English frontman explains.
"But I want…"
"Hell yeah I know what you want, but you made your choice, Adam!" Dominic reminds to him.
"What if I was sick of only a view?" the American singer asks them.
"You just have to tell us!" Dominic winks.
"I want to move to the tact!" Adam finds the courage to declare.
"We were waiting for this moment!" Matt sneers.
Before he can utter a word, Adam sees them getting up from the bed and taking something from a drawer, a sort of long ribbon.
Adam sees them getting closer to him and then he sees nothing else, because one of those silk, black ribbon is placed on his eyes, tightened at the ends by Matt, as Dom pushes their guest's arms behind his back and ties his wrists together, tightly.
The softness of that silk on his skin is such a pleasant sensation to Adam, but there's something that bothers him a lot.
"Hey! This is not fair! I wanted to touch you!"
"You wish!" Dom chuckles.
"First, you must be passive!" Matt informs him.
"What the fuck are you babbling about? I told you since the beginning that I wouldn't have..." Adam roars back, very aggressively, but one hand, Matt's hand, taps his mouth.
"Geez, relax! You're going to be passive, that's true, but only from your head to your belt, so there's no reason to be agitated!" he assures the other singer and that seems to calm him down.
"Yeah, also because it would be such a pity to gag you!" Dom adds.
"Well, Adam, enjoy the 'Put your hands all over me' moment!" Matthew sings song.
"Do you know that song?" Adam frowns, because, even if it's not possible to see him under the ribbon, it's obvious that he's making a confused expression.
"Sure, I bought your album. Well done, guys, it was a very brilliant job!" Matt admits.
"Thank you," Adam murmurs, blushing, all flattered.
He's very sensible about professional appreciations.
However, there's no time to gloat, mostly when he feels those four hands all over him, a couple through his hair, ruffling and pulling a little bit, the third hand is caressing his face, with particular attention to his cheek bones and jaw, covered by straggly and bristly beard.
The fourth hand slides with nonchalance on his left thigh, caressing it back and forth, although it's still covered by his jeans.
They are soft but demanding caresses, typical of two people who perfectly know what they want.
And Adam fears that right know he also knows very well what he wants.
Out of the blue, all the caresses stop and Adam finds himself complaining about that.
"Tell me, Adam, do you like your shirt?" Matt asks him.
"What? Well, of course I do!" the questioned guy answers, recalling how much he paid at the boutique where he bought it.
"We should have thought about it before tying him up!" Matt grumbles to Dom, "Well, it's not a big trouble, after all!" he shrugs, unbuttoning Adam's shirt from the collar, as Dom does the same at the ends.
Adam can't see them, so he can't figure out who is doing what, all he knows is that they're undressing him and he likes that situation a lot.
The Englishmen's hands arrive everywhere: on his shoulders, as they admire the oh so manly tattoos, on his chest, muscular and toned, a little hairy but not too much, his abs, as they both traces the contour of the eagle that Adam tattooed in that zone, giving the right attention to every bone of his that shows up almost with arrogance.
Their hands slip under the opened shirt, to explore his smooth and soft back, and the toned forearms, as hard as stones.
"There's something wrong with this… it shouldn't be so… fucking good!" Adam moans, and their giggles are the answer he receives.
"You haven't seen anything yet!" Matt announces.
When they move from caresses to kisses, Adam realises how much those two were right: the previous sensations are nothing compared to this.
Their kisses don't disdain any inches of that exposed skin: his neck, his collarbone so pronounced, his shoulders, his chest, teasing it with their teeth his nipples that become hard at that contact, his abs, his stomach, so lean, and his belly.
Maybe the most exciting thing is that Adam doesn't know who is touching him and where, but he's so busy enjoying that unknown exploration, so intriguing, that he doesn't even realise that he's lying down the mattress instead of remaining sitting, and the other two are upon him.
Dominic and Matthew take good care even of his face. They start kissing his forehead, his nose, his chin, rubbing their faces against his bristly cheeks, but they send him over the edge when they take possession of his ears, each for one. Firstly they caress them, back and forth, and then they tease his lobes, pinching them, sucking and nibbling them, in a perfect synchrony.
"Fuck, no, guys, this way… I can't resist!" the American guys weakly protests, although it sounds more like a long moan of pleasure, as he arches his back.
"But you don't have to resist!" Matt strikes back with a silky voice, placing his lips on Adam's neck to leave a deep hickey on it, as Dom has the brilliant idea of mirroring his lover's actions on the other side.
Adam wriggles madly, as he tries to set his wrists free, so he can give some relief to a certain part of his aching body.
"You won't get free so easily!" Matt comments, since he understands their guest's intentions, clearly amused. "Besides, it's not very nice of you, do you already want to leave?" he pretends to be upset.
"No, it's not that, it's that…"
Dom places a hand on Adam's crotch, touching a remarkable hardness.
"Uh-uh! Someone here is very happy!" he sneers. "I know what the problem is. Do you want me to do something for you?" he gently offers.
"Fuck yes, please. You two are… oh, fuck!" Adam babbles incoherently.
With huge relief, Adam feel the blond's hands fiddling with his belt, before he undoes it and throws it on the floor, but Dom stops himself right after pulling the zipper down.
"Oh, I'm such a absent-minded guy, I can't! We said nothing under the belt, do you remember?" he pretends to be sorrowful, parting from him.
"You, fucking bastard! You can take your rules and put them up your as…" Adam snaps with rage, but someone taps his mouth again, this time it's Dom.
"Hey, lips of roses, save this language for later, I could even like it, you know?" he reveals.
"Oh, shit, wonderful! Now I'm even harder!" Adam throws his back behind, in desperation.
"Oh, c'mon, we have time for that later. Try not to think about it and you'll see the situation coming back to normal. At least, Dom and I can swear that we won't touch your ears anymore, it seems that they are a dangerous zone!" Matt informs him.
"They are!" Adam assures.
"Do you want to know a secret? Dom and I are in the same aching condition of yours, but we're doing anything for solidarity!" the English front man confesses.
"Oh, that's so sweet from you!" Adam strikes back sarcastically, and then he jumps to another conclusion.
"Hey, wait a minute! You two haven't kissed me yet!" he makes the other two notice.
"What? We haven't done anything else so far!" the drummer chuckles.
"I meant, I haven't received a proper kiss yet!" the other points out.
"This is because you are asking the wrong thing!" Matt pinches his hips softly.
"Uh! That's not true, I asked the sense of touch, so… "
"Yeah, Adam, maybe it's not the right sense," Dominic hints.
"But… I associated the other sense with something else!" Adam grumbles.
"Not if we said nothing under the belt!" Matt strikes back.
"My belt , not yours!" Adam points out.
"Did you hear him, Matt? This bad boy is giving us such dirty ideas!" Dom chuckles, turning to his mate.
"Right now I'm of unsound mind!" Adam justifies, as confused as ever.
"Anyway, nope, the rule involves all our belts, so there will be only kisses!" Matthew assures.
"It doesn't seem such a bad project… and I didn't think that I would say that one day!" Adam smiles "Well, so… let's move to the taste!" he declares, trying to sit up on the bed again.
Adam feels a mouth pressed against his own mouth, demanding access insistently, an access that Adam doesn't refuse, allowing his kisser to explore it.
It's different from the first time they kissed him, which for Adam was a totally new and shocking experience, but now it has become something familiar… something he terribly missed.
That's why this time Adam chooses to participate actively to the kiss, exploring the other mouth and battling fiercely with the other tongue, as he tries to push himself closer for a deeper contact.
The anonymous other, with his free hands, grabs his hips and pushes Adam against himself.
After a few minutes, they break the kiss, letting Adam catches his breath for some seconds, before being assaulted once again. A new exploration, but he's ready to face it and answer to it, with the same intensity of the previous kiss.
Unable to do anything else, Adam pushes himself closer to his kisser who is straddling him, but said kisser prefers to cup his toned and gorgeous buttocks, as hard as a statue
Adam jolts because of that unexpected initiative and deepens the kiss, before the other stops it and they both recover.
"So, Adam, did you figure out who kissed you first?" Dom questions him.
"You and then Matt?" the American guy hazards a guess.
The two Englishmen exchange an amused look.
"Wrong answer! Let's try again!" Matt establishes.
This time they switch the order, Dom is the first one to kiss him, sinking his hands in his hair, and then Matt kisses Adam, caressing his back, as he tries to let his fingers slips inside his jeans, another thing that makes Adam jolt in surprise.
"Okay, this time you can't fool me. The first one was Matt and second one Dom!" Adam assures with self-confidence.
"You failed even this time!" Matt makes fun of him.
"We'll have to go on and on… until you learn how to recognize us!" Dom announces.
Adam smirks, delighted.
"That's not such a terrible idea…"
TBC
The night will go on, after all, they still wear their jeans, lol.
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thanks for your attention.
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