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It'd be a mouthful to accurately describe everything going on between them.
Micky's in Peter on the tour bus's counter while Davy is slumped in the booth seating around the table, fly still open, flaccid cock still out. Davy panted and sighed like he'd run a marathon, although nobody else could hear it over Peter's moaning.
"Jesus, I'm getting too old for this," Davy said.
"I'd give it," Micky started before grunting, "another decade before you're out of the race." His brow is knitted together, sweat dripping down his cheek, shining his partly exposed chest. His grip on Peter's waist was brutal. If Davy didn't know any better, he'd think he was trying to tear Peter in half. Maybe he was with how hard he was pounding into him.
"Yeah, right."
Peter banged his head against the curtained window; the noise made Davy jump a bit. Davy watched Peter's dick shake with Micky's movements. It was painfully red and leaking. An hour ago, this would've gotten Davy up. Now, he just felt bad. A moan in between a whine and a shriek ripped itself out of Peter. "Hoh, goduhhh!" What's the point of having the curtains closed if anybody in a 50 mile radius could hear us? thought Davy.
Micky's thumbnails scratched dark lines into Peter's newly tanned stomach. He pushed Peter impossibly closer to him, and Davy just knew he's done and pulled that knot.
"Peter," Micky choked out. His face was twisted into a grimace. Davy watched as Micky's load dribbled out between where the two were connected. Some of that's mine, he thought. A strange satisfaction came from that thought. Davy tucked it away somewhere deep inside himself. Micky collapsed onto Peter, drawing Davy out of his head. He looked at Peter's face. It was positively steaming. Peter's eyes were wide, mouth agape, huffs and puffs escaped his lungs.
"Muh-Micky," Peter stammered, "Micky... Micky-Micky-Micky-"
"Mmm," replied Micky.
"I-I can't- it's too much- Ah!"
"Wha?"
"Y-Your shirt... it's, auh, it's too much- it's too much!"
Micky peeled himself off of Peter, giving distance between themselves. Davy just noticed how Peter was white-knuckling the edge of the counter. He was gritting his teeth now. Micky looked up at Peter with an eyebrow raised before reaching out to give an exploratory touch to the tip.
"Don't-" Peter got out before he started to gargle on short breaths. He was a shaking mess as his orgasm crescendoed. Come splashed onto his navel and where his thighs creased. "Uhhhnn!"
Davy pulled his necklace into his mouth and chewed on the metal. Suddenly, his crotch was very chilly. "It's a good thing nobody's around," he said, tucking and zipping himself up.
"I never get why you're always concerned with getting caught," Micky said. His pants were still around his feet. God, he didn't care at all.
"If we get caught-" Davy spat out his necklace, opting to fiddle it with fingers instead "-the tour's over and so are all of our careers."
Micky rolled his eyes. "We've been doing this for... how long? It's not gonna happen. We're not lucky like that, Davy."
"Well, I am," Davy said. Micky was notably still attached to Peter. "Considering you two ran off to record shit behind my back." Considering my whole life, arsehole.
"Can we not do this right now?" Peter chimed in, voice rough. He was rubbing his forehead with the same hand that was being white-knuckled earlier. Peter's chest dipped up and down with his breathing. It was hypnotizing in a way. Davy really wanted to continue, to continue ripping into Micky, to continue arguing and unleashing every vile word he could think of. He stared at Peter instead.
"Yeah, alright. Okay," Davy muttered, pushing himself to stand. "I'm going to bed then."
He had to scoot by them to get to the bunks, making Micky push into Peter. He heard a groan from both of them as he passed.
While he was changing, he heard little giggles and murmured jokes. "Okay, you're gonna have to get out of me, man," said Peter. That would be the last thing he overheard before jumping into his bunk, earplugs in and eye mask on. It wasn't always like this, Davy thought. How'd we get here...?