Wrote this a while ago when I was horny. Posted it on dA before here. I'm bored so I just thought I'd share. Whatever.

Blue Rose

Brad opened the door to find a nervous-looking Rob, holding a single blue rose. "Hey...I thought you weren't gonna show up..."

Rob smiled and handed Brad the flower, stepping inside and closing the door behind him. Brad went to put the flower in a vase and Rob sat down on the couch in front of the muted tv.

"I thought we'd watch the Friends marathon on TBS, if that's okay with you." Brad came back into the living room and sat down a respectable distance from Rob, unmuting the tv and getting comfortable.

One episode passed, and Rob scooted a few inches closer to Brad. Another episode, their legs were touching. Another episode, Brad put his hand on Rob's knee. Two more episodes, they were holding hands.

The final episode came. During the commercial break before the last two minutes of the show, Rob leaned over quickly and pecked Brad on the cheek. Their eyes met and held a long gaze; Rob had finally made a move.

Brad pulled away, much Rob's confusion and disappointment, only to grab the remote and quickly turn off the tv. Brad turned back to Rob and held both sides of his lover's head gently, leaning in for a soft kiss. Rob deepened it immediately, leaning back on the couch so that Brad fell on top of him.

Rob moaned as Brad's tongue shuffled against his, the temperature in the room steadily rising.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Brad whispered into Rob's lips, looking up into the younger man's twinkling eyes.

Rob nodded, easily getting lost in his lover's eyes, puckering his lips so they would meet again.

Brad pulled away once more. "Are you absolutely positive?"

To this, Rob chuckled lightly, his breath hitting Brad's face. "I want you, Brad...I've always wanted you..."

Brad grinned triumphantly and kissed the man below him before standing up and taking off his shirt. He extended his hand to a lustful looking Rob, who gladly took it and stood up as well. Rob stood awkwardly, looking at Brad's positively delectable chest, feeling something deep rise in him.

"Ah..bedroom?" Rob whispered, moving closer so that he could run a hand from Brad's shoulder down to his stomach and across his side. Brad hummed at the feeling, arching into Rob's touch and pulling him closer by the hips.

"Sure..." Brad pushed his lips softly onto Rob's, tugging off his shirt. Once successful, he grabbed Rob's hand and led him to his bedroom a few yards away, giggling and stumbling like two horny teenagers.

Confident, Rob lightly pushed Brad onto the bed and climbed atop him, grinding through both of their jeans.

"Fuck you're hot dominant." Brad moaned through gritted teeth and ran his hands under Rob's belt and clutched his ass, bringing it harder onto his already bucking hips.

"Mmm...less clothes." Rob pulled away and clawed like an animal at Brad's pants and boxers, finally getting them off. Brad was grinning the entire time, laughing when Rob was struggling with his own pants.

"Lemme help you with that..." Brad flipped them so he was on top, immediately pulling off Rob's pants and boxers in a flash. He grinned that grin of his that made Rob melt every time and slid back up Rob, grinding their erections against each other, side by side. Both men were moaning and bucking their hips erratically, until Brad pulled away.

Rob watched as Brad took his hand, sliding his tongue over and under the digits until they were wet. Brad pulled Rob's arm around him and angled Rob's fingers towards his ass, hoping Rob caught on.

Rob swallowed dryly as he realized what Brad was wanting him to do. It was...so...hot. Without second thought, Rob shoved in one finger, loving the scream that Brad emitted.

Brad began bucking his hips against Rob's fingers; Rob added another, astonished at the incredibly erotic site before him.

Three fingers in, and Brad was riding Rob's fingers shamelessly, moaning and screaming every time Rob hit his spot.

"Tell me...ah! Uh...tell me what you like..." Brad mumbled suddenly, slowing down his hips.

"I-I don't know..." Rob couldn't possibly think at this point in time, with Brad's thighs rubbing against his cock slowly.

Brad leaned down and licked a single trail from Rob's lips, across his jaw, to his ear. Rob moaned loud, sweating and loving Brad's tongue on his skin.

"Tell me what you like...I want you to be naughty...I want to make you naughty..." Brad whispered in Rob's ear, never stopping his hips.

"I...ahh...I want you to masturbate...ohhh god...while I watch...unngh..." The words were out of his mouth before he knew what he was saying. He half-expected Brad to pull back and give him a disgusted look.

Instead, Brad pulled away and nodded, taking his erection in one hand and placing the other all over his body, roaming from his nipples to his stomach to his thighs.

Rob's heart skipped about three beats and seemed to explode from his chest. The hottest thing he'd ever seen in his life was right in front of him.

Brad loved the look in Rob's eyes. He moaned loudly, whimpering and speeding up his hand, breathing Rob's name over and over again like a mantra.

Rob moaned Brad's name and took his empty hand and swatted away Brad's hand on his cock. Brad opened his eyes in shock, and maybe possibly anger.

Rob took a deep breath. "I want you to get me off," he said, voice shaking.

As soon as Brad heard these words, he pulled Rob's fingers out of his ass and leaned down to kiss Rob. Rob squeaked in surprise and screamed against Brad's tongue when he felt a hand tight on his dick. He pulled away and barely got to see Brad push himself fully onto Rob's dick.

Brad screamed and leaned down, his breath hitting Rob's neck. Tears sprang to his eyes; three fingers would have been enough stretching but...damn Rob was huge.

Rob was hardly breathing at all, he was breathing so hard. "Are you....okay?" He ran a hand slowly up and down Brad's sweaty back, pulling him closer so that they seemed to become one.

Brad nodded and shifted, pulling off a little and coming back down slower this time. Suddenly his entire body shook and he cried out, pushing down all the way so Rob was buried full, right up at his prostate.

Rob was in a daze as he looked up at the beautiful creature before him, making noises he'd never heard before and damn were they the sexiest noises he ever heard. He watched as tears sprang out of Brad's eyes and he clutched onto Rob's shoulders, steadying himself.

Brad held onto Rob for dear life as he began riding him, fast and hard, each time at that perfect angle so that the tip of Rob's dick hit his prostrate hard. He was a little aware of tears running down his face as his Jewfro became wet, straggly strands that were stuck to his forehead.

Feeling himself topple into the beginning of his orgasm, Brad started jacking off in time with his thrusts, breathing Rob's name every time he went down. Rob's hand joined Brad's on his cock, thumbing over the tip repeatedly. Rob's other hand went to the back of Brad's thigh to help support him as he sped up his movements.

Rob was moaning loudly, bucking his hips as hard as he could, a good two inches off the bed to fuck Brad even harder and even deeper. He didn't think he'd ever felt an orgasm this strong creeping up on him, and as soon as it started to hit him, he screamed Brad's name and pulled him down for a hot, tongue-battling kiss as he came hard.

Brad was panting and moaning, and as soon as he heard his name screamed and his lover's seed spurt deep and hard against his prostate, he screamed as well and rode faster, frantically, finally cumming. He continued to move, slowly though, loving Rob still in him, trying to overcome the aftermath of the most intense orgasm he ever had.

Rob sighed happily and slipped his tongue in Brad's mouth, slowly and sensually making out as Brad eventually stopped moving and sat, per se, on Rob.

"Hmm..." Brad hummed into Rob's lips, finally pulling himself off and landing on top of Rob with a grunt.

The drummer chuckled and positioned them so they were facing each other, lying on their sides. Rob couldn't escape the grin creeping onto his face as he looped their legs together and pulled their bodies together, completely flush.

Brad smiled back and thumbed the younger man's bottom lip, looking into his dark, after-sex eyes. "God, I fucking love you."

Rob kissed his finger, a goofy grin plastered on his face. "I fucking love you too." He laughed. "That was wonderful...mind-blowing..."

Brad nodded and yawned. "We need to do that again, really really soon..."

"Could you give me at least a few hours to rest?"

Brad chuckled. "I didn't mean that soon, even though that'd be nice...Rob?"

"Yeah..?"

"You're really fucking hot when you're naughty..." Brad grinned, knowing his lover would be embarrassed.

Rob blushed like mad. "Shut up and go to sleep." He yawned and scooted even closer, resting his head against Brad's so that they were sharing breaths.

"Night, Bourdy. And thanks for the rose." Brad watched as the drummer's eyes fluttered closed and he sighed, asleep. He ran a hand through his hair and down his arm and torso to rest peacefully on his hip, letting sleep catch him as well.