Yet again, another sexy scene. I got help from the amazing NiccalsNightstalker from dA with this chapter! Luv ya! Enjoy! -Shada54546/everyboulevard

The next morning, Johnny had an idea. The second the supply ship arrived, Murdoc almost forced Johnny onto the ship. Even though the older musician was a little strong, Johnny fought back and managed to slip him an uppercut to the chin, a jab to the ribs, and a punch in the gut. That was enough though and all Johnny had to do to get Niccals to
surrender his idea. To be honest, Johnny got his fighting experience from Drake, his 30 year old brother, who would beat up Johnny for fun. So, ever since Massacre was 7, he'd became a fighter. Never gave up until his opponent did. After his fight with Murdoc, Johnny decided to be a little nice and get Murdoc something to drink.

"Christ..." Murdoc groaned as he threw himself in a chair, "You never pass up the chance for a fight, eh, Massacre?" Johnny didn't reply at all until after he got a rum bottle from the fridge. The younger musician plopped the rum bottle in front of Murdoc and then sat in another chair before finally speaking. "Of course not. My brother and I fought all the time.
Even for no reason at all. In fact, he still does beat my ass at times." Murdoc, who wasn't really interested in Johnny's past life, opened up the bottle of rum and took a swig. Johnny was annoyed a little by this. Not only was Murdoc being sarcastic, but he was also being annoyingly patronizing. Thinking of a way to show him he didn't call all the shots
around here, Johnny, decided on a perverted and sex filled idea.

He'd barely done anything and Kurt had jumped him that fast his head had almost spun off his shoulders. If Murdoc and Kurt were used to shagging the life out of each other, perhaps he could lure Murdoc into doing the same for him. Not that it would be his choice. Johnny would be the one doing all he could to get Murdoc to approach him. His reputation as a
sex God was all Johnny could think of, so the man must have had some skills. Maybe...

Making up his mind, Johnny pretended to continue to drink, and while Murdoc did the same, Johnny faked being drunk, slurring his words and half falling out of his chair. When he stood up and practically fell in Murdoc's lap, hiccuping loudly, still faking being drunk, the bassist wouldn't let him up.

"Ssssssooooooooo, Massacre," he growled, hands firmly around Johnny's waist "Not so strong now, are you?"

"Strong enough, Mudsy," Johnny growled back, turning around and straddling him,
his hands on Murdoc's shoulders. He could feel the man was in the mood
alright, pressing forward belly to belly with him. Johnny knew that this would be easy. Besides, most guys that he's shagged, or screwed with, were either drunk or lured into doing it. Murdoc began to wrestle Johnny just a little bit, trying to push him to the ground. Johnny faked to get pushed and both men fall out of the chair. Murdoc was being held down by Johnny, feeling Johnny's strength. The younger musician smiled down at Niccals, not only was he still faking his drunkenness, but now more turned on than before. Johnny then finally said, "Why don't you show me what you can do with that famous tongue of yours, Mudsy?"

Murdoc looked up at the smiling young man and met eye to eye with him. Johnny then noticed that Murdoc didn't do anything and he then intimidates Murdoc by saying, "If you won't show me, then you can't be good at it then." Murdoc then took up the challenge and pushed Johnny to the ground, yanking off the young musician's clothes. Johnny shuddered with delight as he felt Murdoc trail his long tongue slither down his body. Johnny then moaned a little as Murdoc then wrapped his tongue around Johnny's throbbing cock. Johnny begged for more as Murdoc continued using his famous long tongue on Johnny. Murdoc grinned and took in Johnny's thick and fat cock. Johnny grinned and held Murdoc's head in place. "Come on Murdoc...take it all in." Johnny then groaned and Murdoc began to suck on Johnny's prick. Murdoc felt Johnny's grip on his head and he continued sucking. Johnny grinned and managed to grumble, "I think you need a face fuck, Mudsy." With that said, Johnny stuffed more of his length into Murdoc's mouth. Murdoc began to suck a lot more. Johnny knew that the bassist wanted to shag him, tempting him with his length and luring him into doing such wasn't as hard as he thought. The younger musician knew that Murdoc was hungry for more dick as he gobbled up more of Johnny's cock.

Murdoc continued to suck and choke a little of Johnny's fat cock. Johnny was almost going to blow as he felt the bassist kick up the notch on the speed and strength of his sucking. The younger man began to feel his balls get heavy as he was about to release his load. Murdoc began to rub the bulk on his jeans and suck harder. Then finally, Johnny shot his load right into Murdoc's mouth. Johnny groaned an, "Oooohh yeah..." as he continued to shoot his man milk into Murdoc's mouth.

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To Be Continued in Chapter 6! Reviews are welcome!