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Mr Bungle 1990 (shipping Mike Patton and Trevor Dunn)
Fan Fiction
🚨WARNING: EXTREMELY EXPLICIT Sexual content
Male/male
I knew that Mike wanted to keep his sexuality a secret and in particular keep his sordid little affair with me a secret. I had told him that we had to be careful because lately he’d been making things between us a little obvious, especially on stage.
Oh, he still fucked me everyday when he was home after touring with Faith No More. I don’t think we could have not fucked each other for that long even if it meant me driving down to San Francisco to stay with him for a weekend or him abandoning the band to come home to me for the night.
One evening as we were getting ready for a Mr Bungle gig, I had just gotten out of the shower, and on my way to my bedroom, Mike jumped out of nowhere totally naked and pulled me into his arms. Feeling his hard chiseled muscular body pressed against mine, lightened up an ache within me, like nothing else in the moment mattered to me beside having his cock inside me. So much that I didn’t even care about making it to our show, which we were already running late for.
Mike grinned at me in that cute boyish way of his and as our kiss grew in intensity, we found our way onto my bed, our bodies laying on our sides with Mike behind me.
I lifted my leg up when I felt the tip of his cock trying to find my rear entrance and he pulled my head towards him to steal a kiss from my lips when he finally slid into me. Our lips were glued to one and another and he quickly found his pace, his hips thrusting into my ass cheeks and his cock penetrating me fully. I moaned into his mouth as I felt my insides swell for him, my walls clenching around his cock more tightly each time that he entered me. Feeling his bare cock inside me brought us to an intimacy that we had lost while he’d been off touring with Faith no more and my whole body responded to his warmness sliding in and out of me, my body tightening as a wave of tingles washed over me.
I reached around with my arm and slid my hand between us, my fingers cupping his balls when they found them. I held them tight as he fucked me, my hand swaying with them as he slid back and forth into my ass. I knew that by pressing on them harder, I was bringing him closer to his orgasm and in a way I was doing it for him to cum inside me. I wanted to feel his load filling me, his warm seed coating my insides. I needed to feel his balls contracting in my hand and the tip of his cock throb against my prostate while shooting his sweet hot cum inside me.
The thrill of knowing we were playing with fire was suddenly too much and it sent me over the edge. My hand squeezed his balls gently as he started cumming with me, our orgams intertwining as my prostate and his cock throbbed together. I saw bright lights for a split second, lost in the swirl of pleasure cascading through my body.
When he was done pumping the last drops of his hot seed deep inside me, it felt like an explosion was taking place in my stomach as my orgasm reached its frenzied peak. He continued sliding into my ass back and forth until he was sure it was over and then we just layed there, his cock locked inside me, both of us slowly realizing the risk we had just taken. My parents could have come home early and walked in on us at any moment. Trey could have come looking for us wondering why we weren’t yet at the venue. We didn’t seem to care about anything but satisfying this intense need we both had for one another.