This is a Low
Chapter 07: When I Get Home
Written By: StalkerDex
"Wow, this place is real nice," Russel marveled as they entered Plastic Beach.
"Ye, 's alright...here...you can stay in here," Murdoc said as he guided Russel to a small spare room. It was pretty nice and it of course had a nice ocean view. Tidy little room.
"Hey, sweet...thanks for giving me a clean room!" He laughed.
"Ha, yeah..." Murdoc muttered, scratching the back of his head before quietly entering the room and putting Russel's bag down beside the bed. He heard the door shut behind him and he shuttered.
"So...what's the status on the situation?" Russel asked, sitting down on the bed and staring at Murdoc. It made him feel really uncomfortable.
"Well, jus' wot I told you on the phone. He cut himself...I saw him doing it...bandaged him up and called you. He slept a while when we were waiting for your flight to come in."
"Well, that's good. It's dark now...so he'll be up all night from sleeping all day!" he laughed a bit.
"Ye, suppose so," Murdoc replied, scratching his head once again. He always did that when he was nervous.
"So...nothing else?"
"Nope. That's it. Well, I mean, he seems really happy that you're here and everything," he offered.
Russel nodded. He felt it best not to ask about the semen he'd spotted on the floor. He wasn't even sure that it anything to do with D anyway...Murdoc had probably fucked some broad while D was sleeping.
"That's cool...well...I'll try and have a talk with him at some point. I'll settle in first. Anyway, we really probably shouldn't leave him alone for too long, so...let me get changed and shit...go check on him."
Murdoc nodded before sheepishly exiting the room. He felt really tense. Why the hell had he fucked D? Now everything was just awkward and uncomfortable. Plus, they weren't even alone to deal with it now. It would've been better if he would've just let Russel try and fix the kid...that was why he fucking called him out in the first place, because he knew he would fuck it up.
He heard the shower turn on from Russel's room. He would be a while. That fucker took some long ass showers.
"Hey, hey Muds...c'mere..." 2D called out from around the corner.
"Wot the fuck?" Murdoc questioned as he came around the corner. 2D's bedroom door was open and the singer was sitting in the middle of the floor.
"C'mere," he whispered hard, waiving his arm towards him.
"Ok...?" Murdoc was utterly confused but did as he was asked.
"Shut the door," the singer commanded playfully. His eyes were lit up like a Christmas tree and his tone was excited and childish. Murdoc was getting a little caught up in the moment so he shut the door and turned around, whispering as well.
"Wot? Wot issit?"
"Russel's in the shower, yes?" He asked quietly as Murdoc sat on the floor beside him. The singer was sitting Indian style, twiddling with his hands as Murdoc sat on his butt, his hands flat behind him holding up his thin frame.
"Ye? So..."
"Well...wot we did earlier..."
"Yeah, well..."
"Shhhh," the singer urged, putting his finger to the bassist lips. He normally would've smacked him for that, but he was very intrigued by the situation and decided to hear him out.
"Wot we did earlier," he continued, still having a very playful tone as he shifted and sat on Murdoc's lap, leaning in towards the bassist's ear, "I felt like it was a little...er...rushed...?"
"Ye...well...we were in a hurry," the Satanist explained stupidly. He was nervous, his heart was beating a million miles an hour and he'd had yet another fucking stiffy.
"Yeah, well...we're not now," he murmered, a very sexy tone in his voice as he tantalizingly moved his hips against Murdoc's.
"No...I guess we're not..." he whispered back, a little breathless.
"Well, then," the singer chuckled as he put his finger on Murdoc's nose, "wot eva shall we do then...?"
"I think..." Murdoc began as he looked up at the singer, "we'll start by taking this silly little hat off of your pretty little head."
He put his hand up to the brim of the hat and gently took it off. The singer's eyes gleamed as he smiled softly and gently laid Murdoc down on the ground beneath him. It was his turn to lead the sex this time, and this time, it would be longer and better.
"Mmmm...sounds good..." he spoke in this sexy little throaty voice that was driving Murdoc mad. He'd never even heard a woman speak so sexily before.
Before Murdoc could respond D's hand had already found it's way between his legs. He rubbed very slowly...he was teasing him, and he loved it. His entire body got really hot and he could feel little beads of sweat already making their way down his face as the singer continued to move, tightening and loosening his grip. It felt really great even with his fucking pants on.
"You're teasing me..." he whined.
"Am I? Oh, well...I guess I'd better fix that then, huh, Baby?" He continued to tease as he unzipped Murdoc's pants. The bassist smiled down at his, lifting his hips up a bit to urge him downward, but it didn't make him move any faster. His black eyes stared up at him as he kissed his chest and slowly started to move down. The bottom of his ribs, his belly button, his happy trail and finally...
"Oh..." he moaned softly, putting his hand on the singers head, pushing his penis farther into the singer's warm, tight throat. He took it just fine. No gagging or anything. He just went up and down at the guidance of Murdoc's hand. He could feel his tongue wiggling all around him, causing the bassist to moan. He was better than any woman he'd ever had. Every time he would deep throat him he would lightly touch him with his teeth, which was driving him wild.
"Stoppit...come on, yer gonna make me cum. I gotta get you too..." Murdoc protested, hardly wanting him to stop.
"You want to fuck me?" The singer asked, pulling up and maintaining the bassist's erection with his hand.
"I do...yes..."
D grinned at him before scooting himself back up and lowering himself onto Murdoc. He went very slowly, inching Murdoc inside of him. It felt much better this time. They were both very sweaty and they were trembling with anticipation and fear. They knew this was something they would have to keep a secret, something that they could share with one another.
D breathed heavily as he slowly moved up and down. Murdoc closed his eyes and put his hand on the small of his back. He wasn't going to guide him this time...he was finding all of his good spots just fine.
"Fuck..." the bassist whispered.
"Wot, wot issit?" D breathed out, his eyes closed, still moving very slowly on top of him.
"You fuck me so much better than any fucking bird."
D smiled a bit, which Murdoc was beginning to find very sexy and endearing. He looked so perfect, rolling his hips softly and moaning in the deep throaty voice of his. It was dark in the room, and there was a reddish glow around them. He was getting off rather good watching D lean his head back and listening to him moan and sigh with pleasure.
"I'm going to cum this time," he panted out. They were moving so slow, but it felt so fucking INTENSE.
D just smiled and began to move a tiny bit faster.
"Here, grab me...I'm going to cum too," the singer instructed as he took Murdoc's free hand and put it on his own knob.
Murdoc didn't object and quickly moved up and down on it, tightening and loosening his grip. The singer was starting to breathe heavier as he moved faster and harder, causing Murdoc to penetrate him even deeper.
"Oh fuck," he whined, sweat glistening enticingly on his pale skin.
"Ok, ok...keep going..." Murdoc struggled to get out as he felt himself begin to orgasm. It was strong, really fucking strong, and he got extremely hot as he and the singer both screamed out in pleasure, shaking and panting. It seemed like it lasted an eternity before D finally pulled the bassist out of him and laid gently on top of him. There sweat soaked bodies touching...nothing between them. D rested his cheek against Murdoc's, his hair all matted to his forehead.
"I fink we're going to need showers ourselves," he laughed a bit.
Murdoc closed his eyes and chuckled a bit, too. That had been magical...truly magical.
D pulled himself up a bit, leaning on his elbows and looking down at Murdoc. He was truly a vision when like this. He was so calm and peaceful looking. He smiled at him softly, his breathing had slowed.
"Can I kiss you?" He asked sheepishly as Murdoc looked up at him, his hair also matted and messy. It was incredibly sexy.
"Mmmmm hmmm," Murdoc mumbled. His eyes half way open. He looked very complacent, and D felt very comfortable being affectionate with him while in that state.
He smiled and lowered his face to the bassist, kissing him very affectionate and deeply. At first it was just him, and then Murdoc responded, slipping his own tongue into the singer's mouth. They kissed very deeply for a few moments before stopping to look at one another. There were no words spoken. There were no words necessary. They both understood what this was, and they were both ok with it.
