He got close enough so that they were singing from the same mic. This was not something new, what was new however was whatever took over Calum in that second. Still looking Luke in the eye, Calum slowly dropped to his knees.
or, calum didn't realise getting on his knees on stage would get him in this position.
warning: top!michael clifford. switch!calum hood. bottom!luke hemmings. smut. romance. soft dom!michael clifford. kinda soft dom!luke hemmings. established luke x michael. masturbation. anal fingering. anal sex. love confessions(??). crying during sex. let me know if i missed anything, i suck at tagging.
thank you to beta reader @babylonradio 😘.
wc: 5.5k
author's note: this could be set at any point from slfl to eas tour. although this was inspired by calum kneeling in front of luke on stage during eas, and i have described luke to have dark hair, and michael to have red hair, but genuinely you can imagine this in whatever you want it to be.
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Calum is not bothered with anything at the moment, he needs to get to his room now.
As soon as he is handed the key to his room, he bolts to the elevator. It’s only when he is waiting for the elevator that he realises that he is not going to be left alone just yet. His bandmates crowd close to him, as was usual for them, and most of the time, almost all of the time, he didn't mind that. But right now, he needs to not be touched.
The elevator doors open with a ding, and Calum immediately shuffles in a corner of the elevator, huffing as the others get on. Ashton turns to him, "What is up with you? Is there somewhere you need to be?”
Ashton’s question makes Michael, who was standing across Calum and Ashton let out a snort. He is pressed up against Luke, head on his shoulder and arm around his waist. Both men are looking over at him, sporting matching smirks. Calum flushes under the attention of the rest of the band, unable to say anything in his current state. He just shakes his head and mumbles, “Tired.”
Finally, the doors opens to the floor their rooms are on. Not wanting to be called out again, Calum trails behind the others, on the way to their rooms. Ashton reaches his door, unlocking it before facing them again.
“Do you guys want a drink before we all wind down?” he offers. Luke and Michael nod without much thinking.
“Sure,” Luke says, “Cal?”
Calum was this close to screaming at them, he wants to do nothing but put as much distance between them as possible, but he doesn’t want to bring more attention to himself, otherwise they will never leave him alone.
“I’m too tired, I just wanna sleep, you guys go ahead without me.” Calum says trying to make himself sound exhausted, instead of how strung up he actually feels.
“Alright”, Michael shrugs, and he and Luke head inside Ashton’s room as he steps aside for them to enter. Ashton gives Calum a look of concern, “Call me if you need anything.”
Calum just nods, finally opening his door.
Once he is inside, he doesn’t waste a second pulling off his clothes and tossing them everywhere. Stripped down to his boxers, he palms himself and lets out a sigh of relief.
He moves to sit on the bed, resting his back against the pillows. Calum pulls his boxers down to his thighs, his flushed cock slaps against his stomach. God he is so fucking turned on.
Wrapping a hand around himself, he starts thinking of everything that had led up to this.
They were on stage, pumped with alcohol and the sheer amount of adrenaline playing a show brought. Calum strummed the strings of his bass, making eye contact with Luke.
He got close enough so that they were singing from the same mic. This was not something new, what was new however was whatever took over Calum in that second. Still looking Luke in the eye, Calum slowly dropped to his knees.
Luke’s eyebrows jumped up, momentarily surprised by what Calum had just done, before the look was completely wiped off his face, replaced by something else. The corner of his lips turned, sharp and dangerous, and his eyes glowed with something, something that made Calum’s heart beat spike.
Before Calum had time to process any of that, Michael appeared behind Luke, his chin hooked on the singer’s shoulder. He was also grinning down at him.
Michael, in Calum’s opinion, was an asshole with the sweetest smile. The upturn of his lips then had been anything but sweet, it was a menacing thing, honestly.
Calum tightens his grip at the base, slowly pulling his hand up, wrist twisting a bit just below the tip. He repeats the motion, keeping the pace just as slow. He wants to revel in the tingling sensation in his lower stomach, making the muscles there jump, stressing and relaxing.
Luke and Michael had never towered above Calum, they were almost the same height, Luke had a couple of inches on him, but not enough that required him to ever look down at Calum.
In that moment though, Calum wished that they always looked down at him like that. Both men had their grins stretched wide, teeth bared, and eyes narrowed. They looked like they wanted to eat him. The heady rush that Calum felt had him tipping his head back, just their presence was enough.
The tingling feeling that he was feeling in his stomach crawls down his body, reaching the tips of his toes. Calum digs his heels in the bed as his toes curl. He pauses his movement for a bit, placing his thumb right below the head where he was sensitive, and lets out a hiss.
The rest of the show Calum had been half distracted, trying to get that image out of his head. As they had gotten off stage Calum was begging himself to stop thinking about whatever that was. He decided to pay attention to his bandmates again.
The three of them were laughing and celebrating, he joined them, and for a moment then he had forgotten about it. That was easy, being there with his boys, glad that they got to do what they did another night, and that they got to do it together. This was more important, always taking priority over whatever this was.
This wasn't the first time that Calum had had these thoughts about his best friends, and like always, spending these moments with said best friends would have him out of his head and back to normal. This was just like any other time. Or so he thought.
They were laughing about something Ashton said when Michael’s hand squeezed Calum’s arm and trailed down. Calum barely fought back the very visible shiver that sent through his body, he had yet to recover from the stage incident. Calum turned to look at Michael, but the red haired man wasn't looking at him, nothing in his carefree laugh indicated that he had any idea about what he had done. Maybe he didn't. Calum really really needed to get out of his head.
That’s when he felt a hand on his back. Nothing that would have been a problem any other time, but the hand was Luke’s, and it was dangerously close to the curve of his ass. They have all touched each other's butts before, but now was really not the time, Calum is this close to shouting his head off. And then they moved, Luke was fucking drumming his fingers just shy of Calum’s ass. Calum had to get out of here before he did something stupid.
Calum gradually increases his speed, collecting some of the precum that had gathered, rubbing it around the slit then further down his shaft. He adjusts his position so that he is more reclined on the pillows and comfortably able to rest his head back. He goes faster with the next couple of strokes.
By the time they got to the car to get back to the hotel, Calum had stopped attempting to make the hot feeling in his gut go away. He had to take care of this another way. But maybe the universe wanted him to suffer the most that he could before he got to that. Michael and Luke got in the seat in front of him, smiling at him innocently. Ashton was sitting beside him, but he had put on his headphones and was scrolling on his phone, lost to the world.
Luke and Michael cuddled close to each other, and for a moment Calum was relieved. The couple would be too busy with each other to notice whatever Calum had got going on. Once again, he was wrong.
Michael had buried his face in Luke’s neck, and started placing chaste kisses there. The kisses started getting longer, as Luke tilted his head to the side allowing Michael to place the kisses higher until he reached the spot below Luke’s jaw.
Calum couldn’t look away. They never did anything more than kiss and make lewd jokes in front of the other half of the band. The novelty of this sight was going straight to his head and making his pants tighter.
Too transfixed by the sight of Michael’s lips against Luke’s neck, Calum didn’t realise he had been caught in his act. He looked up to catch the brunet’s eye.
Michael then stopped his ministrations to look up at Luke, his eyebrow slightly raised, lips puffy and red. He followed Luke’s line of sight, and looked at Calum, head on.
Calum had looked away then but he had so wanted to keep looking, to do something. His hand went faster, squeezing tighter near the head.
If you would have told him a few days ago that he would be almost on the brink of coming just by thinking about his interactions with his best friends, who were in a relationship nonetheless, he would believe you. Because this wasn't the first time, only that this time he felt guiltier. It has been years at this point, and he should get over the way that he feels about them by this point. Calum felt a heaviness in his heart, for thinking about what happened today and perversing these interactions.
At the moment though, he is too close to even let his shame stop it. His hand is getting sloppier, losing his rhythm, rubbing with urgency. His head falls back, eyes close from the overwhelming feeling of the tightening in his gut, a tell tale sign that he was about to come, just a little bit more-
There’s a knock on his door.
WHAT THE FUCK.
Calum just thumps his head against the pillows, his hand stilling at the base of his cock. whoever is at the door can go fuck themselves, Calum is not doing this, not right now.
There’s another knock. Calum completely stills. Maybe if he doesn't move at all, they’ll think he’s asleep, like he said he would be, and leave him to his shameful jerk off.
“Calum we know you’re awake.” Michael’s voice comes from behind the door, there’s humour in it.
“C’mon Cal open up, we wanna see you.” Luke said, the tone of his voice is sickly sweet, the way it is when you know he’s plotting something.
And that’s when it clicks into place.
The looks on stage, the touches backstage, the whole display in the car.
They knew about what Calum was feeling. And they were what? Teasing him? Making fun of him? Why would they do all that to him? He knew his friends, and they would not do something so malicious to him. What reason could they possibly have to egg on Calum’s feelings?
But what if Calum was overanalysing this situation and actually they were completely oblivious to how he had been lusting over them the whole day, and they were just here to check on him.
There was another knock, “Caaallummm?”, followed by some laughter.
They aren’t going to go away, so Calum pulls up his boxers that were still around his thighs, and wipes his hands on his shirt that was lying by the foot of the bed. He opens the door slightly, poking his head out just a bit, hiding his very evident boner behind the door.
He squints his eyes while looking at the men at his door, still trying to keep up the pretence that he had been sleeping, just in case Michael and Luke were oblivious to his predicament, “What do you want?”
“Cut the shit we know that you weren’t sleeping”, Micahel said, putting a hand on the door. Luke, standing closer to the opening of the door, placed his hand on the door frame, right beside Calum’s face. Luke looked intently at Calum, he had a look on his face, soft and yet there was an underlying edge to it. “C’mon, let us in and we'll take care of you.” What.
Just as Luke finishes saying that, Michael pushes the door, and both men slip into his room. Calum turns around to face them. Calum is still taking in the situation, when had they gotten this close, Calum backs up against the door, closing it as a result.
They were back, the hungry look in their eyes, the ones that they had on stage. Calum felt very exposed at that moment, standing there only in his underwear.
Michael put one hand on the door, beside Calum’s head, his other reaches up to his neck, his knuckles grazing his collarbones.
“We know what you want, let us give it to you,” Michael’s eyes flick up from where they were looking at Calum’s neck, to meet his eyes. The green of his eyes were now a thin circle around his dilated pupils. Calum finally computes what Michael had said.
“Why would you want to do that, I mean you guys have been doing these little things the entire night, like I wasn’t sure if I was just imagining it, and apparently I haven’t been, and now I’m not sure what this is, or what you guys will get out of this. Please, tell me you are not messing with me, because I don’t think I will be able to deal with that,” Calum exhales, letting out all the confusion and frustration he had been feeling all night.
Luke lightly touches his side, bringing him out his thoughts, “We are not messing with you, I promise, me and Michael have been wanting this for a while now, we just hadn’t found the opportunity to act on it until today.”
“Just tell us you’re okay with this, and we will give you everything you want,” Michael said, lifting Calum’s chin to tilt his head toward him. Calum still hasn’t caught up to what was happening, but he’s not going to pass this up when it’s right in front of him, he nods, “Yes.”
Michael closes the gap between their mouths. The kiss is slow at first, Michael’s hand holding his face sweetly, until it slides into his hair, tugging a bit, making Calum let out a sigh. He could feel Michael’s smile against his lips. Calum decided to deepen the kiss, licking at Michael’s lips, and pressing his body against the redhead.
Michael grabs either side of his head, slipping his tongue into his mouth, pressing him back into the door. They stayed there for a bit, rubbing against each other, Calum shivering slightly because of the friction of Michael’s clothes against his bare skin.
Michael’s hands trail down his body, his touch light and teasing. The finger tips lightly sliding over the sides of Calum’s chest and stomach were getting to him, he couldn’t contain the pathetic sounds that left him.
It’s like those sounds triggered something in Luke who had been standing leaning against the door next to Calum, watching the two. He grabs the back of Michael’s neck pulling lightly.
“C’mon I also wanna try”, he huffs, “quit hogging.”
This got Michael’s attention, making him separate himself from Calum. Calum did not like that very much.
Michael gave Luke a look that made the brunet gulp. “How about you say please first?” Michael’s tone is a little sharp.
“Can I please kiss Calum?” Luke whispers carefully. A small smirk appears on Michael’s lips, as he brushes his hand through the brunet’s hair, “Get him to the bed, hmm?”
Calum actually had no fucking clue what was happening in front of him, but his dick had some idea, because seeing his band mates act like this made it twitch with interest.
Michael completely moved away from the other two, walking to the bed, starting to remove his clothes. Calum couldn’t enjoy the view however, because Luke’s hands were demanding his attention. Luke held Calum’s jaw firmly, making their eyes meet. His previously whiny and petulant look was gone, replaced by one of mirth and assurance. The shift in Luke’s demeanour gave Calum a whiplash, making his knees weak.
“Hi,” Luke whispered lowly, looking down at Calum. The extra few inches were really evident right now, and Cakum was not taking that very well. Before Calum could say anything in response, Luke’s lips crashed down on his.
This kiss was very unlike the one with Michael, hurried and deep from the beginning. Luke’s tongue wasted no time to explore Calum’s mouth as his hands explored his body, one hand planting itself on his hip, while the other reached for the bulge in his boxers. Calum’s hips buck forward to get some friction against Luke’s palm.
The action made Luke chuckle followed by a tsk tsk, “Were you close before we interrupted you? Or did you get like this just from a few kisses?”
“I was, you asshole,” Calum replied, nipping Luke’s lip.
“Don’t worry Cal, we’ll more than make up for it,” Luke flipped them around away from the door, guiding them to the bed.
Michael, who was now stripped down to his underwear and sitting on the edge of the bed, reaches for Calum’s hips, meeting Luke’s hands. He pulls him down to the bed.
He places a kiss on Calum’s shoulder. “Lay down baby,” he says, pushing his shoulder down.
Luke and Michael move at once then, kissing all over Calum’s neck, hands roaming his body. Calum genuinely did not know how this was happening to him, but he did not want it to stop, he’s so lost in the single-minded attention that he is getting.
Michael moved further down his body as Luke kept leaving marks on his chest. Just as Michael’s hand brushes against his clothed cock, Luke scrapes his teeth against his neck. The combination of sensations were making Calum’s head reel. He felt Michael tug at his boxers, pulling them down his legs.
“Where’s the lube?”
“It’s in the first zip of the bag,” Calum weakly pointed to his bag somewhere to the side of his bed. Michael’ll figure it out.
Michael returns with the bottle in hand. That’s when Luke detaches himself from Calum, sitting up. Calum felt overexposed, naked in front of them. It wasn’t like he had never been naked around them, but right now with them looking down at him, with intent shining in their eyes, Calum fought the urge to cover up.
“Can I open you up?” Michael asked.
Calum’s eyes widened, because this was real, they were doing this, and there’s no point of return now. He nodded, “Yes please”.
Michael drops down to his knees, making space for himself between Calum’s legs. He grabs Calum’s ass, spreading it open, thumbing at the rim. He pours lube on his fingers, before tossing the bottle to the side.
Soon, Michael has a finger in him, slowly opening him up. Luke resumes what he was doing, placing wet kisses on Calum, going further down now, until he reaches Calum’s cock. He takes the tip into his mouth, lazily lapping at the precum there.
Calum is writhing on the bed in no time, grabbing at Michael’s shoulder. Michael’s fingers opening him up were slow and through, searching tentatively. Luke is placing open mouthed kisses and small licks on his dick, not intending to go further.
Calum lets out a surprised squeal when Michael lightly brushes against his prostate, pulling his fingers back. Calum lifts his head to see the smug look on his face. Michael resumes scissoring his fingers, massaging his walls, just around his prostate.
Calum was going crazy, the in-between sensations were keeping his strung, his toes curling from the pleasure, but it wasn’t going anywhere. He let out moans and whimpers out of frustration, “More please, please I-”
He is suddenly deprived of all stimulation as Michael removes his fingers from his ass and Luke sits back up. Okay, Calum is not above crying and begging right now.
Calum sits up, following the other two, his eyes wet from the overwhelming arousal and the feeling of not enough.
Michael takes off his underwear and sits at the head of the bed, and Calum scrambles to him, as Michael rests against the pillows. He grabs Caulm’s face, giving him a soft kiss before whispering against his lips, “Turn around.”
Michael grabs onto Calum's hips, placing him on his lap, dick brushing against his ass.
Luke had taken off his clothes too by that point. He walks over to them, joining them on the bed. Michael signals Luke to get the bottle of lube. He complies, pouring some in his hand, and grabbing at Michael’s cock, lubing it for him.
Calum wiggles in Michael’s lap, getting impatient, which makes the others laugh.
Luke lets go of Michael, situating himself in front of Calum, “You can’t wait for a little bit?”
Calum is in the position where he actually cannot think of anything else other than getting Michael’s dick in his ass, so he says so.
This makes Michael chuckle as he lines himself behind him. Luke grabs Calum’s face, bringing him into a messy kiss.
Calum moans into Luke’s mouth as he feels Michael slide in. Luke just deepens the kiss, licking in his mouth, and Calum can taste himself on his tongue.
Michael slowly bottoms out, hips pressed all the way to Calum’s ass. He gives an experimental thrust, making Calum’s eyes roll back in his head with a loud groan.
He starts moving, the angle doesn't allow Michael to move fast, but Calum can feel him so deep, he’s sure he is going to be missing the feeling of being this full for days.
One of Michael’s hands slid up to the back of Calum's neck, the other reaching in Luke’s curls, pulling him away from Calum. He kisses Luke, hungry and fierce, before pulling away, “Why don’t you put on a little show for Calum?”
Calum was very on board with this proposition and let out an enthusiastic moan.
Luke leans back on the bed on his hands with a smirk. He spread his legs, feet planted on the bed. The brunet reaches a hand between his legs, pulling his cheeks apart, giving Calum the perfect view of his hole. He places a dry finger on his hole, gently rubbing the rim.
Luke reaches for the lube, pouring it over his fingers, placing the finger back to where it was. He goes back to circling the entrance, before dipping the finger inside, slowly pushing in bit by bit. Luke let’s a shaky moan.
“Isn’t it pretty?” Calum feels Michael’s breath on his neck, making the coil in Calum’s stomach tighten even more. He’s right, Calum can’t look away, he wants to reach out and touch, to replace Luke’s fingers with his own. He wants his tongue in there too, if he can.
Michael gives a particularly harsh thrust then, “C’mon, I asked you something Cal, tell me isn’t Luke’s hole so pretty?”
Calum lets out a startled mewl as he feel nods, “So pretty, yes, hmm”
Luke for his part, was now two finger deep, hips slightly raised, letting out small noises as he spread the fingers apart.
Michael’s shallow and deep thrusts, coupled with the sight of Luke’s fingers going in and out of his hole was making Calum lightheaded, he is getting close again, and he clenches hard on Michaek’s dick.
Michael groans, dropping his head on Cakum’s shoulder, picking up the pace. He presses up against Calum, hands snaking around Calum’s hips. He nudges Calum's thighs to spread them further apart.
This time Michael nails Calum’s sweet spot with precision making him let out a high pitched shout.
Calum throws his head back, closing his eyes. Michael then slows down, purposefully making the thrusts shallow. Calum opened his eyes, wide with disbelief, he tried to turn around to face Michael but the man’s grip on him kept him place.
Michael let out a dark chuckle. “I want you to be nice, and appreciate Luke for all the effort he’s putting in for you, keep watching him,” he sa as he plants a kiss on the mark on Calum’s neck that Luke had left previously.
Calum looked back at Luke, to see the brunet’s sharp smile. Why did Calum have a bad feeling that he was going to pay for that slip up?
Luke leans further back on his elbows, fingers following a rhythm. He is breathing heavily, head tipping back. His ass is barely touching the bed as he grinds on his fingers.
He bites his lip, looking Calum in the eye. “Please,” Calum lets out a desperate plea, he doesn't know for what.
Luke just offers him a tilt of his head as he continues riding his fingers, arching his back. At some point Luke is on his back, his ass in the air, and Calum doesn’t think he has ever seen anything so captivating. His other hand trailed up his body, feeling himself up, letting out borderline pornographic moans, clearly putting on the show he was instructed to.
Luke’s whimpers and Michael’s heavy breathing are the only things heard in the room. Calum doesn’t want to make a sound, he’s afraid he’ll miss something.
Luke lets out another high pitched moan, and Calum feels it ringing in his ears, he hears Michael’s voice through it, “Curl up your fingers babe.”
That seems to do it for Luke, as he hits his prostate. Luke starts a frenzied pace, just as Michael picks up the speed, “Don’t you wish that was you instead? Do you want Luke to ride you?”
Calum nods frantically, he wants it so bad.
“Use your words baby, or we aren’t gonna know how much you want it.”
“Yes yes yes please I want it!”
And then it all stops, all at once. Again.
Calum feels something hot bubbling in his chest, he just needed a little bit more, and he would have been there, his torture would have ended. The entire day his head has been revolving around Luke and Michael and now they were so close, but they were being so unfair.
He feels Luke’s hands on his face, urging him to look at him. Calum could not help the way his breath stuttered as he looked at Luke. Luke’s curls were in complete disarray, framing his face like a halo. His blue eyes were hypnotic, pulling him in, stilling Calum’s trembling. Luke swipes at the tears on Calum’s cheeks, he hadn’t even realised he was crying.
Luke looks at Calum with a lovely smile, the kind that always reassured Calum. He places a sweet peck on his lips, pulling away and whispering, “We didn’t realise that this would take such a toll on you, do you still want us to-”
”Yes! Please just let me come”, Calum whines. If Luke and Michael were to move away from him now, he would actually explode.
Michael wraps his arms around Calum’s waist again, peppering kisses all over Calum’s shoulders again. “You sound so pretty when you’re polite, I’m sorry Cal, I promise I’ll be nice. How do you want this?”
Calum is too overwhelmed; he knows what he wants, he just doesn’t know how to say it, “I, uh, I just want to feel both of you,” he trails off.
But that's the thing about these men, Calum could get away with saying nothing at all, because they understood his smallest reactions.
Luke pushes Calum back to lay on Michael’s chest, as the other man positions himself to enter Calum again. He pushes in slowly, kissing Calum’s back and neck whispering sweet praises.
Luke throws his legs over Calum’s hips, straddling him. Reaching behind him, he grabs hold of Calum’s cock, lining himself up.
Twin groans echo through the room as Luke finally bottoms. The three of them start moving in sync, Calum sandwiched in the middle, going back and forth between the two.
Hours of anticipation and just there but not enough had Calum on such an edge. It doesn’t take long. Michael is purposefully grinding into his sweet spot, and Luke is pulling himself up all the way until only the head is catching on his rim, sinking down panting into Calum’s mouth. Calum is pushed over the edge.
Calum feels his vision go white, and there’s a shout. He's not sure who’s making it, it could be him. Calum feels light and floaty, out of his being, so he’s not even sure what his voice sounds like at the moment.
He’s clenching down hard on Michael’s dick as he feels him cum, just as Luke follows, painting Calum’s stomach.
Calum tries to move, but his body feels too heavy. Michael carefully turns him over and slides out. He walks to the bathroom getting a wet towel to wipe down Calum and Luke.
Michael carefully wipes his release from between Calum’s legs, giving him small kisses on his thighs accompanied with praises of ‘You did so well' and ‘You look so beautiful'. He moves on to do the same to Luke, ending it with giving Luke a deep kiss.
Calum looks away then. Now that he’s not completely out of it, he’s not sure of where he stands. The anxiety about wanting to be with his best friends was back. What did this mean to them? Was it just a one time thing, or just a bedroom thing?
When they pull away, they both get on either side of him, Luke curls around his back, placing his neck on the crook of his neck. Michael throws his leg over their hips pulling himself close, placing a hand on Calum’s cheek. He is sporting a content grin, looking at Calum like he had just gotten everything he wanted.
Calum could feel the tiredness in his bones, making him sink into the men, and into them bed. He was in a strange in-between state, wanting to drift off to sleep, but also wanting to be awake to bask in the feeling of the ones he loved being wrapped around him.
He was too afraid to name it before, but he knew that tonight was going to leave him irrevocably changed. He was so in love with them, he can not deny it any longer, and tonight won’t let him deny it anymore. But it also hurts now, to be this close and not having them completely. Will they ever hold him like this again, or was this something that Calum was allowed to have, only temporarily.
Despite his worries, his eyelids start drooping with sleep. Just as he is about to fall under, he’s reminded of something Luke said earlier.
“How long did you mean when you said you have been wanting this for a while?” Calum asked neither of them in particular. He tried to keep his tone neutral, he doesn’t even know what answer he wants.
Michael squeezes his cheek, “Me and Luke had been wanting to approach you almost from the time that we got together.” Calum's eyes widened.
Luke turns him on his back, so that he can look at his face. Raising himself on his elbow, he looks down at Calum, a cautious sort of look on his face.
“Michael and I love each other, we don’t doubt that, but at some point we realised something was missing. We thought it was just us, y’know, that we were the only two interested in each other like that. But that wasn’t necessarily true, this feeling that we have for each other extends to you, and, uh, and Ashton too,” he whispered slowly, as if he was trying not to spook Calum.
Calum was so confused now, “Wait, is this like just a sex thing, because if that’s case then uh- ”
“No! No it’s not, oh my god Luke why would you say it like that,” Michael jumps up to clarify.
“What he meant was that, we, as in a romantic relationship, realised that we wanted you too, if you would want that. We weren’t sure if you guys would want to be in a relationship with us, at least not til tonight.”
Calum suddenly felt all the pressure on his chest release, “That’s good to know, because I don’t think I would be able to go back to acting like nothing happened,” then he pauses, unsure of what he should say next. He just looks at them leaning above him, hoping that they would hear what he was hesitating to say anyways.
Maybe they had, because they just smile at him, Michael bearing his teeth, and Luke’s is pressed between his lips, showing his dimples. They all lay back in the positions they were in, pressing close.
Calum hears Luke’s voice behind him, “We should properly talk about this in the morning.” Michael sleepy agrees with a yawn. And Calum isn't worried, he has a good feeling that the conversation is going to be easy, like many they’ve had before.
author's note: hi again, hope you enjoyed that. this may have a polysos pt.2 with ashton, so look out for that!!
summary: callie needs luke and he’s happy to serve.
warnings/authors note: smut! there’ll be trans terms like t-dick for clit, if you’re trans and there’s anything that makes you uncomfortable here please let me know, i tried my best to do something nice since this was a request.
word count: 1.413
luke’s favorite thing in the world was definitely being callie’s boy, sure he loved many things in his life but none of them compared to the feeling of being callie’s, and damn she loved having him as her boy.
the sun was setting when luke’s phone buzzed in his pocket, he grabbed it and saw a text from his girlfriend, a smile spread across his face as he opened just to be met with a picture. callie on her knees in front of the full length mirror, wearing a black lace lingerie that hugged her curves perfectly and matched her beautiful tattoos that luke loved to trace it and kiss it, but what caught his attention was the obvious bulge in her panties and the following text
“come home already, need you so bad”
he didn’t think twice, he quickly got out of work and drove home, he was trying so hard to not think of what will happen when he gets there, he knows he’ll get wet if he does and he knows callie will call him pathetic little boy — which he loves it anyway. arriving home he parks the car in the driveway and goes in, no sign of her, he takes off his jacket and places the keys down, taking his shoes off he calls out softly.
“baby?”
when there’s no reply he carefully goes upstairs towards their bedroom, he calls once again and with no reply again he opens the door and there she is, sat in bed with a smudged smile.
“you arrived so damn fast” she says with a cocky tone, it pleases her how devoted he is.
“you said you needed me” his voice is soft, like he’s ready and eager to obey and damn it that doesn’t makes callie even harder.
she gets up and tosses her bleached blonde hair leaving the cleavage exposed, the roots dark in her natural color but she loved it that way “what do you think of my new lingerie? i bought it for you sweetie” her voice is way too sweet to be natural, she’s definitely doing this on purpose to tease him and it’s working, luke licks his lips as his eyes travel up and down her body, his tdick starting to ache with need.
“it’s beautiful love, you look like a goddess” he says a bit breathless, she grins and her words makes luke’s shiver “but i am your goddess babe” she walks closer and wrap her arms around his neck, he leans down slowly — his way of asking silently for permission — and when she doesn’t pull away he kisses her, pouring all his love and devotion in it.
she gently guides him to bed without breaking the kiss and makes him lay down before pulling back to kiss down his jaw and neck, he whimpers softly as his hands caress her bare skin. callie takes her time undressing him, leaving a big trail of hickeys that blends in with the old ones as she kisses down his body, reaching his boxers she chuckles at the wet spot “i bet you’re so wet and hard” her tone is amused and luke blushes cause she’s right.
when she takes off his boxers she’s met with a beautiful view, his pussy is wet and glistening while his t-dick is stiff and begging for attention, she caresses his inner thighs and nips it gently “is that all for me baby?” her mocking tone makes luke clench and he nods while whining “yes”
“so i gotta take good care of it right?” her hands hold his hips as she bats her eyelashes fanning innocence “gotta make sure you give me exactly what i want…” she licks his pelvis and he shivers.
“what you want sweetheart? please i’d do anything for you” he whines bucking his hips a bit, she smiles “i wanna suck your dick… make you cum in my mouth before i fuck this tight little cunt…” she runs her fingers through his slit and he whimpers “please suck my dick, please baby” and she obliges.
callie gives his pussy a long lick before sucking on his t-dick, bobbing her head slightly to feel more like a blowjob, luke moans and gently holds her head to steady himself, he’s not dumb enough to try and take control, he doesn’t wanna be punished so he takes everything she gives him. callie’s tongue flicks on his clit and sucks with need before she slides down and pushes her tongue inside his cunt, his hips buckle up and back arches but she quickly pulls him back down to the position she wants with one hand low on his stomach and the other on his hips pulling him further in her face, she moans as she eats him out with hunger, luke notices her humping the bed at one point and he clenches.
“i’m gonna come” he cries softly looking down at her as she goes back to sucking his t-dick “can i come baby?” he asks with a whimper and she smiles as she looks up at him with hungry eyes and nods. with her permission he let go crying her name loudly, thighs shaking and drenching her face. she only pulls back when she has lapped every single drop, a satisfied smile on her face as she cleans her mouth with the back of her hand before kissing up his body and reaching his mouth, he tastes himself in her tongue and whines softly as his hands goes to her waist.
without a word callie gets up to take off her panties, her length stands in attention, hard, thick and leaking precum already. she gets between his legs again and strokes her cock “open your mouth” she orders and he obeys, his mouth is quickly filled by her wet panties before his pussy is filled by her cock, all he can do is moan and bite down on the fabric “fuck” she groans as she starts to move slowly, hands on his hips as she looks at his beautiful face that quickly gets contorted in pleasure as she picks the pace and fucks him harder.
the bed creaks, the wet sounds are as loud as luke muffled moans and cries, he forces his eyes open ‘cause there’s no way he’s gonna miss the vision of callie pounding his pussy while wearing a lingerie, her tits bouncing in her lace bra, her hair falling perfectly over her shoulder and her head thrown back in pleasure as she moans with him, she looks down at him and takes the panties off his mouth tossing it aside “need to hear you baby, need to hear how good i’m fucking my boy” she says pushing his thighs up and he understands is his job to hold it up his chest so she can go deeper and he can be even louder.
“callie!” he cries as she hits his g-spot and she smirks as she slams into him on that same spot over and over again making him a moaning mess. she leans down and kisses him hard, biting his bottom lip before pulling back and keep her face hovering over his “i fucking love you” she says pounding with all her strength, he manages to reply in a shaky broken whimper “i love you more”
he’s clenching non stop on her cock and she knows he’s close so she adjusts her position to have her pelvis rubbing against his clit, he immediately cries and legs start to shake “come for me” she orders and that’s all that takes for him to come hard, pussy spamming and body arching as he struggles to keep position to her, her name falls off his lips in cries of pleasure and she can’t take it anymore, a few more hard thrusts and she spills deep inside him with a loud moan, her hips keep bucking to empty everything on him as she kisses him deeply.
it takes a while before callie slides off luke and lays down beside him, a string of cum coming out from his pussy that he doesn’t bother to clean, he looks at her with a small smile “you good?” he asks catching his breath and she looks at him with the same smile “i’m good, you did amazing baby” she kisses his forehead and holds him against her, he nuzzles her neck as he melts into her embrace “the best boy ever” she mumbles content.
AU Ice Cream Shop Featuring Cake for the 5sos fic event sponsored by @maluminspace and @h0tsos
Word Count: 5,979 (I’m a long winded bitch, oops)
CW: this is smut so 18+, NSFW etc. M/M and M/F oral as well as sexual situations and strong language from the outset and throughout.
Special thanks to @adoring-lrh for helping me edit this monstrosity.
Event Masterlist
"I'm so bored," Calum complained, leaning back against the counter.
"Me too, but I have to train you how to close so you're not leaving early," you told him but you were just as bored as him.
Your parents had recently expanded the family business by opening up a second Cali-Cone Dream location in the touristy "historic district" downtown. Your dad's grandparents started the ice cream shop after moving to California from Missouri after World War 2. They'd invested their life savings in the shop and helped build the boardwalk. You’d grown up in this shop, and since it was early in the season and still slow, it was up to you to train the new hires. It was a pain in the ass, but at least your parents weren't breathing down your neck.
"If you keep complaining I'll make you clean the freezer. You'll have shrinkage for a week," you teased him.
"Like you wouldn't find a way to fix that," he shot back, wiggling his dark eyebrows at you.
Calum was the only new hire you liked. Jeremy was a kiss ass to your parents, Rico was boring, and Amanda was dumber than a bag of hammers. The smartest thing to come out of that girl's mouth was her boyfriend's dick. You'd already told your Mom it wasn't going to work out when you'd asked her to cut lemons for tea and she came back with oranges. Calum, however, was funny, a quick learner, and great with customers, not to mention drop-dead gorgeous.
"How is it only 3 o clock? Can we play cards or something? If I stand here much longer I'm gonna keep eating ice cream, and this is supposed to be my hot girl summer," he pouted before giving you a saucy wink. He was a total flirt and you weren't complaining. Three weeks ago he'd barely said a word, but you two had become fast friends and he'd really come out of his shell.
"I don't think you have to worry about that," you laughed.
The dark blue, slightly too tight, uniform t-shirt accentuated his bulging biceps, broad chest, and golden brown tan. The Cali-Cone slogan, "The Thrill of the Taste" scrawled across his back in bright red letters kept giving you dirty thoughts.
"We could close early, maybe show me another of your secret spots." Calum leaned towards you with a smirk and you rolled your eyes.
A week ago you'd gotten tired of him whining that there was nothing to do now that the college bars were dead since most students went home for the summer. You'd taken him out with you after you closed up shop. You'd avoided the popular rowdy country bar, and the dark thumping underground hip hop club, choosing instead to head for the beach. You took him to a spot under the boardwalk past the large boulders known as "The Breakers" where the local police patrols usually stopped.
You brought your beach bag and a popup tent you could both lounge in so bugs wouldn't eat you alive. He'd managed to sweet talk a bottle of wine out of his landlady, who knew he was only 20. It wasn't very strong, but it made you giggly and warm. Perhaps Calum lounging next to you on the blanket had something to do with that. After a few rosé flavored kisses his hands began to wander, and you had to put an end to it. Calum started to apologize, but you told him that the only reason you stopped was that your cycle hadn’t ended yet.
After that, Calum laid back on the blanket and began to talk.
He told you he was in his second year studying music composition and theory at the Strozzi Conservatory. He'd recently broken up with his high school sweetheart, and it had been painful. As a result Cal decided to not go home for the summer, deciding instead to take a workshop on-campus teaching local teens. He was a bit lonely but looking forward to the tourist season.
"This is the first time I've had time to myself where I don't have to worry about what anyone else thinks about me or what I do," he told you, taking a gulp before handing you the wine to finish off. You were sitting up and he was laying across your outstretched legs looking up at you.
"Ooh the wild college years," you laughed. You had seen many sheltered middle-class suburban kids get the first taste of freedom away from their helicopter parents and lose their minds. "If you're trying to get fucked up don't buy anything on the boardwalk. I've got a friend so at least you know it's clean."
"Nah not like that, but good to know." Calum took a deep breath, looked up at you, and then away. The shadows from the small camp lantern made him look mysterious and brooding. "Can I tell you something? I feel like I can trust you." His voice was soft and he rolled on his side concentrating on tracing lines along the skin on your legs.
"You can tell me anything," you assured him.
"I want to--uh I guess experiment with different sorts of types of experiences with something new. I mean, obviously new. What I mean is, not what you'd expect maybe. Shit!" Calum rubbed his eyes and you held back a smile. "What I'm trying to say is that," he paused again.
"Calum, are you into guys?" You ask, not wanting to rush, but you were running out of time. You only had about half an hour before the tide would start coming in and you had to leave.
"Is it obvious?" He asked, his eyes wide.
"Nope, I wouldn't have guessed at all, but I've had this conversation with a friend before. I'm glad you trusted me enough to tell me, but we have to leave here in a bit." You checked your phone.
“So that’s it?” he asked.
“Dude, it’s not that serious. Tell me who you’re scoping out and I’ll let you know what’s up. That doesn’t mean we can’t have fun as well,” you told him.
He looked so relieved, and you could only imagine what it took for him to tell you that.
Calum sat up and you started rolling up the blanket. You packed up your beach bag and Calum held the lantern as you twisted and folded the tent in three quick fluid motions before sliding it into its bag.
"How did you do that so quickly in the dark?" Calum looked impressed.
"Practice, now come on, follow me, watch your step. It's slippery," you cautioned him.
It had gotten chilly and you were both shivering as you ran back to your car.
"You won't tell anyone at work will you? I know it's not a big deal but I don't want everyone in my business." Calum bit his lip and you could tell he was questioning his decision.
"Dude you're fine, but what made you decide to tell me?" The question slipped out before you realized it.
He looked embarrassed and rubbed the back of his neck. "I was hoping maybe you could help me out. I don't know how to read people and I don't want to make an idiot out of myself."
"Of course," you replied, reaching over to squeeze his hand. “Did you have anyone in mind?”
“Well there’s this lifeguard. He’s blonde and has a bird tattoo on his arm,” Calum told you.
You cringed, knowing exactly who he was talking about. “Sorry sweetie,” you replied, “ that’s Cody and he’s not only straight, he’s a complete jackass.”
Calum slumped and looked defeated. “Don’t worry sweetie,” you reassured him. “The summer is just getting started”
A clap of thunder pulled you from your daydream. If it was going to rain there was no chance business would pick up. You glanced over at Calum perched on the stool behind the cash register playing on his phone. His dark curls were falling across his forehead and your fingers itched to play with his hair. Being bored and horny was never fun and you were willing to bet Calum could take care of both. As if he could read your mind Cal looked up and caught your eye. The smirk that spread across his face let you know you were being too obvious, but you didn't care.
"If you keep looking at me like that I might forget I'm on the clock," Calum licked his lips and looked you over. "You're lucky there are cameras."
"Oh yeah? What did you have in mind? It just so happens I know all the spots the cameras can't see," you raise your eyebrows at him, challenging him to take it further.
The loud jingle of the bells hanging from the door startled both of you. You look up to see a familiar figure ducking through the door just before the sky opened up and began pouring rain.
"What's up Luke? Since when are you afraid to get wet," you teased the tall blonde walking towards the counter. You'd known Luke Hemmings for years, his dad was on the city council with yours and his mom taught sixth grade. He'd been a year ahead of you in school, and you'd both played varsity basketball in high school. He'd dated several of your friends, and before that, your older sister had a tumultuous relationship with his brother Ben several years back.
"Maybe I'm sick of the pool and want my old job back," Luke shot back. He'd worked three summers scooping ice cream next to you until he turned 18 and could work as a lifeguard on the beach.
"Sorry, dollface, I've managed to replace you, I even found someone better looking," you replied.
The Hemmings brothers were gorgeous and always had girls falling at their feet, but you'd never been that impressed. Not that it stopped y'all from hooking up on occasion, including once in the walk-in cooler after closing the summer before your senior year. It was a small town and you'd dated, hated, or hooked up with most of the guys your age. Luke's history was more extensive than yours. He'd not only hooked up with you and many of your female friends, but you'd kissed many of the same boys.
He looked from you to Calum who was standing to your right suddenly engrossed in the patterns on the tile floor. You could see the flush on his cheeks and his leg was jiggling nervously. Luke looked Calum up and down, his blue eyes lingering on the younger man before shooting you an approving grin.
"I see you found a college boy. Can't say I blame you, much better looking than that ginger from last year," Luke snickered.
"I'm gonna go check the cooler," Calum told you, barely audibly before ducking in the back.
You looked at Luke who was as confused as you were before excusing yourself to follow Calum.
You barely made it around the corner before Calum popped out at you nearly scaring you to death.
"What the hell," you squealed as he pulled you into the freezer.
"That's the guy I was telling you about," he hissed as the door shut behind you.
"What are you talking about?"
"Remember when you drove me home the other night? You asked if I had anyone in mind so you could find out which team they played for," his voice was a panicked whisper, and his dark eyes were wide as saucers.
Then it clicked. "You were talking about Luke?" I asked, my voice louder than I meant for it to be.
"Why are you yelling? Yes, obviously that's him, except you told me his name was Dylan."
"You said tall, curly hair, with a bird tattooed on his arm. Luke doesn't have any tattoos, his mom
hates them," I replied, but doubted myself now. I hadn't seen Luke in ages, he'd always been a spoiled Mama's boy and maybe Liz finally caved.
"That tall drink of water has a hummingbird tattooed on his arm, but that's not important right now. Have y'all hooked up?" You nodded and Calum scowled. "Figures he would be straight," he sighed.
Your brain finally caught up to the situation at hand, and you had an idea.
"Listen to me Calum, you're gonna wait on him. Offer him a strawberry waffle cone, it's his favorite," you pushed him out of the cooler and back towards the front.
You popped your head around the corner and whistled making Luke look up from his phone. "I'll be out in a second. I keep telling Dad this freezer needs replaced, have one on the house, but try not to scare off my new employee please," you shoot him a stern look as Calum came around the corner behind you.
"I'll try not to bite, but I make no promises," Luke laughed before turning his attention to Calum.
You moved just out of their sight, but still within earshot to see if your little plan worked.
"So uh, yeah, the boss said you could have a free waffle cone. She said you like strawberry ice cream," Calum started out a squeak but he cleared his throat and continued, in a deep rough tone that gave you the shivers.
"Did she now?" Luke's voice dripped honey and you could hear him smiling. "I'm surprised she remembered, but she's good like that."
"That's why she's the boss," Calum was cautious, and you stifled a laugh. "Have y'all known each other long? Are you close?"
"Oh we know each other very well, and we've been close, very close sometimes. She's easy to talk to, I'm sure you know how it is," Luke answered and you had to put your hand over your mouth to hold back a laugh. You'd recognize that syrupy flirtatious tone anywhere, it was obvious Luke was seducing your new employee. You peeked around the counter to see Calum handing Luke his ice cream cone. A double scoop, perfectly dipped, pink and creamy, just barely starting to drip around the edge you watched Luke begin to lap it up while keeping his eyes on Calum.
The power flickered as Luke leaned back against one of the tables in the dining area, half sitting half standing, his long legs crossed at the ankle. He was wearing the black swim trunks trimmed in bright red every lifeguard wore on duty and a thin white reflective windbreaker unzipped almost all the way to his waist revealing his broad bare chest. You could see Calum fidgeting nervously with the ice cream scoop while trying not to stare. Luke was not making that easy, his lips and tongue working obscenely in a way that was starting to make you horny, and you knew what he was doing and why. Poor Calum didn't stand a chance. It didn't help that he'd worn basketball shorts to work and the clingy fabric made his arousal obvious even where you were standing.
You stepped back trying to figure out your next step. Your intention had been to introduce Luke and Calum but watching them together made your thoughts wander places they shouldn't. The rain was really coming down, sheeting the windows and sounding like pebbles being hurled against the roof. Daylight had turned dark as the storm really kicked up. You could hear the guys talking as you checked the weather on your phone. You were stuck here at least another 30 minutes as a big blob of red on the radar moved through your area.
"She said I dare you to kiss the person on either side of you, and I didn't know if I wanted to kill her or kiss her." You heard Luke's voice and realized you'd zoned out and you headed back towards the front.
You stepped through the swinging doors just in time to hear Calum ask, "why was that?"
"Because the girl to his left was my friend who was absolutely gagging for Luke's cock," you answered as Calum jumped and Luke laughed.
"What was her name? Crystal? Kristen?" Luke bit the tip of the waffle cone off and sucked the remainder of the ice cream out of the bottom, glancing at you before his eyes returned to Calum.
"Kirsten, you did end up sleeping with her, " you reminded him. "Tell him who was on the other side."
Luke licked his lips and grinned. "Keeeerstin, that's right, and that 4th of July we all did crazy things if I remember correctly. To my right however was the hottest soccer player in school who I'd had a crush on for ages."
Calum nodded and Luke's gaze flickered your way once again, his blue eyes bright and mischievous, before he continued, "I was freaking out when we kissed but then he ended up taking me back to his house and we fooled around on his sister's swing set."
You laughed along with Luke as you watched Calum realize what Luke said. His head snapped up, blinking rapidly and his mouth opened and closed refusing to find words before you saw him look at you, then Luke, and then back to you as everything clicked into place.
"Is that what strawberry ice cream meant? Were you setting me up?" Calum asked.
"Not a setup, but wanted to see if Luke remembered the code. Turns out there's not as dumb as he looks," you walked up to Calum stopping just inches from his chest looking up at him. "And you did say you were bored."
"What did you have in mind?" He raised his eyebrows at you, still unable to look at Luke.
“I mean, Luke likes strawberry ice cream, and so do you. I doubt we’re going to have many customers with this rain,” you told him.
“They closed down the beach because of lightning so no one is coming out,” Luke chimed in.
“That’s what I was thinking, so it sounds to me like the three of us have some time on our hands,” you replied. You looked at Calum and he nodded but his eyes burned into you.
“Are you sure you’re up for that?” he asked apparently reading your thoughts.
“I can handle anything,” you puffed your chest out and heard Luke snicker, but you didn’t dare take your eyes off Calum.
“I’m down if y’all are,” he challenged, finally looking at Luke.
Am I really going to do this? Your thoughts were racing and your heart was pounding as hard as the rain. CAMERAS you thought before remembering you'd been the one who updated the security system and there was a workaround.
Thunder crashed so loudly you felt it shake your bones. No one would come around today, and it made no sense to stay open or send Luke home in this storm.
"Calum, go make sure the back door is locked, Luke if you could flip the bolt and get the blinds," you told them before you ran back into the office where money was counted. Behind the desk was the breaker box and you flipped the switch that shut off the security cameras and half the lights.
You poked your head out at Luke and motioned for him to follow you towards the back. You bumped into Calum as he came back towards the front.
"Where are you going?" He asked
"Break room, even with this storm I'm worried about someone peeking in," you reply.
"Really?" Calum was skeptical.
"Around here you never know," Luke told him.
You flipped the light switch, but only two bulbs lit up casting the room in soft blue light with long shadows.
"So I hear you got a tattoo, Hemmings," you said, trying to break the ice. Calum looked even more nervous than you felt, and you silently asked Luke to take charge.
He winked at you unzipping his jacket and shrugging it off his shoulders. You noticed he was still lean and lanky but he'd definitely filled out, added some muscle definition. Sure enough, there on his right bicep was a small hummingbird.
"I can't believe Liz finally caved," you teased.
"Honestly I just went and did it, and then dealt with the consequences. She's still mad, but nothing I can't handle," he replied. Luke looked over towards Calum. "You have way more than I ever will, can I see them?"
Calum nodded and came up beside you. He started off nervous, but as he explained his tattoos starting with his parents’ initials on his hands, working up past his wrists, to the lovely bird with his sister's name, he explained when and where he'd gotten them. Some, like the thistle on his left bicep, had special meaning relating to friends and family. While others, like the spade and the horseshoe, were aesthetic choices.
"Is that it?" Luke raised his eyebrows and bit his lip.
"Nope," Calum smirked, warming to the other's man's attention. He reached behind his neck and in one swift motion pulled his shirt off over his head. You felt your pulse quicken and heard Luke suck in his breath next to you. Calum was brawnier, broad-chested with black ink on brown skin. Without realizing it you reached out to touch him, trailing a fingertip along what looked like a feather etched underneath his collarbone.
"What's this?" You asked, feeling your insides quiver when he turned his brown eyes towards you.
"It's a silver fern, my mom's Maori from New Zealand," Calum's voice was a sultry whisper.
"And this?" Your fingers slide down to the "Choose Life" on his chest.
"It's from Trainspotting and- OH," Calum moaned as you absentmindedly tugged his nipple.
"Do that again," Luke told you, his hand sliding down over his dick now a bulge in his black and red lifeguard trunks.
You tugged, harder this time, and were rewarded with a sound somewhere between a moan and a hiss. Calum licked his lips before his mouth hung slightly open as your fingers traveled to the other one, repeating the motion. Both men moaned in response and Calum noticed Luke palming himself through his shorts.
"Enjoying the show?" He asked with a slight smirk.
"Oh my God yes," Luke responded, squeezing his cock slightly. "All I can think about is the two of you sucking me off."
"I'm down for that," you reply. "What do you say Cal."
Uncertainty crept into his expression and he paused, "I want to but I've never done that before."
"If you want I can show you," you offered, the idea had you excited like never before.
"Is that ok?" Calum asked.
Luke's blue eyes went wide. "Fuck yes, please," he whispered.
You untied the drawstring on Luke's shorts and tugged them down past his hips letting his long cock spring free. Rock hard and leaking as you wrapped your hand around the shaft, you could feel his body react to your touch. You stood on your tiptoes and playfully kissed his lips before you sank to your knees in front of him.
You looked up at Calum who was watching your intently, lips pursed in concentration.
"You know what you like so start there. Personally I like to tease a bit to start off," you tell him, flicking your tongue around the tip. "You wanna keep it wet and keep it moving. I think spitting is gross but if you gag a little it gets everything nice and sloppy." You took Luke's cock in your mouth getting it slick and shiny as you bobbed your head, taking him further down your throat each time until your nose was almost touching his belly.
"Oh shit," you heard Luke's growl above you as you came back up for air. You continued pumping him with your hand as you looked up at Calum.
"Come on, you try," you beckoned to him.
Calum was eager now, as he kneeled next to you, looked up at Luke, and wrapped his hand around your much smaller one as you stroked Luke's cock together.
"Oh God," Luke moaned, the sight almost sending him over the edge.
Calum leaned forward and brushed his lips against the taut skin before his tongue darted out to get his first taste. Luke's knees started to buckle and he leaned back against the break table which was inches behind his thighs. Calum hesitated, eyeing the table before glancing at you, but both you and Luke knew the table could easily hold his weight.
"It's fine, keep going," you pulled back and gave his arm a nudge.
"Are you sure? I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I have no idea what I’m doing. I almost never do,” he replied.
"You're sucking a dick not disarming a bomb, just don't bite and you'll be fine," you told him with a giggle.
Calum swirled his tongue around the tip and you saw Luke grip the table's edge, his knuckles white. Calum began sucking, softly, and slowly before gaining confidence he built up a rhythm. Luke grunted, his eyes screwed shut and his chest heaved.
"Stop," he pleaded, "you're gonna make me cum too fast."
Calum pulled back with a pop. "I thought that was the point," he smirked up at the older man.
"God what I wouldn't give to let you both take turns riding me," Luke moaned, grasping his cock tightly, fighting for control.
"What's wrong Luke?" You reached up and ran your thumb along Calum's plump bottom lip. "His pretty mouth got you all excited. Thinking about how you're the first guy he's ever sucked off? About how lucky you are?
"You keep talking like that and you're gonna make me cum in my pants," Calum warned you.
"Not yet, I wanna help with that," Luke growled.
"We gotta finish you first," Calum grinned and got back to work. Luke cursed loudly as his cock disappeared down the other man's throat. Calum stopped and almost pulled back but kept going.
You looked up at Luke, he was staring down at the two of you with half-open eyes. You reached up and cupped his balls, giving them a gentle tug. That sent him over the edge.
"Oh shit I'm gonna come," Luke yelled, bucking his hips. Calum tried to swallow but he started coughing so he leaned back, cum dripping from his chin and splattering on his chest. You watched Luke fight to keep his eyes on Calum before they rolled back in his head as his knees shook and his breath escaped him in ragged gasps.
He sank to the floor next to the two of you watching as you pulled Calum in for a kiss tasting Luke on his lips. When you broke away, Luke was there kissing you first and then Calum.
"That was so good, let us take care of you now. I bet you're ready to burst. Let's see what we're working with here," he said as he reached into Calum's shorts. You both smiled as Luke pulled out a cock that was a bit shorter but thicker than Luke's.
"Damn Cal, you've been holding out on me," you purred in his ear as you moved behind him.
"I would've fucked you that night on the beach if you'd let me," he admitted.
"I was indisposed, but we'll have to make up for that," you tell him before you kissed your way up his neck.
"Raise up a bit," Luke told him as he pulled his shorts up before laying on the carpet. He positioned his head just under Calum's balls blowing on them as you reached around and massaged Calum's cock. "This is gonna be all I think about tomorrow at work. I'm gonna be rock hard sitting up in that chair just thinking about what I wanna do to the two of you."
A huge thunderclap seems to shake the building and the lights flickered as your lips found Calum's neck as you nipped at his skin. You'd been fantasizing about marking up his throat and couldn't resist leaving a mark. He whined in response and pushed back into you before moaning as Luke's mouth went to work getting Calum's cock nice and wet before sucking and humming on his balls. You continued to suck tiny bruises on Calum's flesh as Luke's mouth stayed busy alternating between working over Calum and talking dirty.
"I'd love to watch you fuck her before I come up behind you and take that ass. Imagine being between us, having your cock buried in her pussy while you're stretched and full," Luke told him and the idea gave you the most delicious thrill. The idea of Luke fucking Calum into you had you aching for your own release, but right now you wanted to make Calum feel good. You twisted your hand slightly as you stroked his cock. Calum's head rolled back resting on your shoulder, moaning over and over as you kept one hand on his dick and the other tugged his nipples. You couldn't see what Luke was doing but you heard sucking noises between Calum's moans.
"I'm getting close," Calum warned you. "Oh God keep doing that," he gasped and you could hear Luke humming as he sucked.
You jerked him faster, concentrating on the tip, tugging his nipples harder as your teeth grazed along his shoulder.
He erupted onto Luke's chest with an "Oh God" that was both a prayer and an exultation. Luke quickly moved so he was sucking the tip and the two of you worked together to drain every drop.
Calum slumped back against you and you peppered his skin with kisses as you felt him shudder as he came down from his high.
"That was incredible, I don't think I can feel my legs," Calum said as he shifted so he was no longer kneeling.
"I bet," Luke laughed as he got up. He walked over to the sink in the corner by the refrigerator and grabbed some paper towels. He got himself cleaned up before bringing some back for you and Calum.
"Are you ok?" Luke asked when he noticed you were breathing heavily. "Do you need your inhaler?"
You reached out your hand so he could help you up. "I'm fine, that was just intense and I got excited," you winked at him as you stood up. He pulled on your arm and caused you to stumble and fall into his chest. He wrapped you in a cuddle and bent his lips closer to your ear.
"I haven't forgotten about you princess," Luke's words made you shiver with the anticipation. You could tell your panties were soaked and your core throbbed as Luke gripped your hips and lifted you on to the break table. He stepped between your legs and put this hand under your chin and pulled you in for a kiss. Calum was still on his tongue as it tangled with yours and you tasted his essence which was sweeter than Luke's. His hands tugged at your shirt and you broke away to let him lift it over your head. He kissed you again as you fumbled with your bra, unhooking it before you tossed it across the room. Luke's mouth moved to your breasts and you saw Calum still seated on the floor as he watched you with Luke, his eyes glazed over with lust.
When your eyes met Calum jolted out of his gaze and scrambled to his feet. You almost laughed as he tripped over his own feet as he readjusted his shorts, but at that moment Luke's mouth closed over your stiff nipple and the laugh became a moan.
Luke's fingers were clawing at your waistband and you lifted your hips as he pulled your shorts and panties down at the same time.
The rain was beating against the roof in sheets now, but you could barely hear it over the sound of your own heartbeat.
Luke spread your legs and stepped back to show Calum. "She how pretty and wet she is for us. We gotta give her something special as a thank you. Want me to show you how to make her squirm," Luke teased, running a finger in between your soaked folds, and you pushed your hips up with a frustrated grunt.
"Nah," Calum looked you dead in the eye with the cockiest smirk you'd ever seen in your life.
"Trust me, I know what I'm doing. I've been fantasizing about this for weeks," he was talking to Luke but his eyes were on you. "Tell me princess, do you taste as good as you look. I bet you're as sweet and juicy as a pink Starburst."
You don't even recognize the sound that escaped your lips when Calum's mouth moved between your thighs. His tongue danced and moved in ways you'd never experienced, curling inside you before swooping up between your lips and lapping up your nectar. His pillowy lips sucked on your clit alternating with soft cool puffs of air over your fevered skin.
Luke buried you in a flurry of kisses and you didn't know where each one was going to land, your mouth, breasts, neck, belly, shoulders, along your hairline or on your fingertips.
Calum was relentless, barely coming up for air as he buried his face in your pleasure. You felt like a live wire as your nerves danced under your skin while Calum's tongue found every pleasure spot. Your heels beat the table in time with the storm raging outside as your orgasm started to build. You wanted to praise him or cry out but Luke covered your mouth with his.
You arched your back almost slamming your head back on the table as Calum furiously worked on achieving your high. He wasn't going to let up until you were screaming for him, and you gladly obliged. Your climax hit you hard enough to see stars and your whole body let go.
"Damn baby," Luke's voice was in your ear but sounded very far away.
You tried to close your legs but Calum wouldn't let you. He held them open still sucking your clit his fingers buried inside you as he coaxed another orgasm out of you. He moaned into your skin as you drenched his face, your thighs, and the table as you came undone. He didn't stop until you were whimpering from being overstimulated, and only then did he finally pro back.
He stood up and grabbed Luke for a kiss leaving the tall blonde as breathless as you were. The storm was still raging but your heartbeat was returning to normal. You sat up, a bit embarrassed by the mess.
"Sorry about that, can one of y'all get some towels?" You ask even though you hated to interrupt them.
"Don't apologize," Luke stroked your thigh, and Calum did as you asked. "That was the hottest thing I've ever seen." He looked over at Calum, "will you teach me how to make her squirt like that."
"Hell yeah," Calum answered as he gently cleaned you up. He landed a tiny kiss on your nose. "Thank you," he whispered, almost too softly to be heard. You reached down and squeezed his hand as you shared a smile.
"How about I help y'all close up and we head back to my apartment?" Luke asked.
"Great idea, we'll order pizza and see where the night goes." You slid off the table, wobbled a bit but Calum wouldn't let you fall.
"Sounds like a plan, boss," Calum grinned. "Can we get ice cream too?"
"Sure, what flavor?" You asked as you pulled your shorts up and Luke tossed your bra to you.
"Strawberry," they answered in unison before you all cracked up.
"Oh this is gonna be a great summer," you called over your shoulder as you walked out of the room.
could you write maybe poly!cake with reader, reader is feeling really down and they look after her and try to cheer her up. my depression and anxiety has been bad today so I could do with something soft if that’s okay
this is so soft :’)
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you came home from work feeling exhausted. you had one too many rushes to deal with and your manager was no help either. you two have never gotten along, and it wasn’t any help that she was making you do more than you usual can handle. and once you got home, you just wanted to cuddle with luke while calum played with your hair and make you some tea.
but once you unlocked the front door the house was empty. tears filled your eyes and you siltenly walked to the bathroom. you turned the shower to hot and stepped in. the water burned your skin but it felt like all the pain from today was being washed away. after the shower you put on your comfiest clothes and put on some dumb movie to wait for calum and luke to come home.
“hi angel girl, how was your day?” luke said, him and calum walking through the door. “fine.” you said shortly. “is everything okay? you look like you’ve been crying.” calum said walking in front of you. you just nodded your head, tears brimming your eyes again. “shh, it’s okay pretty girl, we’re right here. how about this weekend we can get a massage and we’ll take you to get your nails done and then we’ll come home and watch the twilight series all day.”
Uhhhh so imagine Philosophy Student!Calum trying to work on his senior thesis paper because the first draft was due two (2) weeks ago and Calum KNOWS he needs to stop procrastinating okay! He knows that!! So of course as Calum's finally got himself all situated with his books and laptop Luke comes into his dorm. And at first Calum's like "you need to fuck off somewhere else because I NEED to get this draft done" But Luke PROMISES he's just come to cuddle with Calum and nap but it doesn't (1)
take long for Luke to start fucking with Cal. First it’s his hand trailing up and down his thigh, then he starts leaving hickies on his neck and before you know it Calum’s given up on his paper for a blowjob (2)
uhhh so this turned into a small fic kinda rip
Calum hates that he always puts himself in these kinds of situations. You would think being a senior would make him want to get his work done so he could be finished that much sooner. But once again he finds himself procrastinating. So of course when he finally decides to crack down and knock out his philosophy thesis paper, he hears a quiet knock on his door.
Calum knows most people that live in his dorms would just walk away if they come to his door and it’s locked. The only person that wouldn’t is the only person he is too weak to ignore.
Cal tries to ignore the knocks and continues his paper, maybe if he doesn’t answer Luke will just walk away. However, this is just wishful thinking.
“Cal I know you’re in there, you never lock your door when you’re out with friends. I can also see the light shining through at the bottom of the door.”
The knocking continues for a few more minutes until Calum finally accepts his defeat and opens the door. He finds his boyfriend, clad in baggy gray sweatpants and one of his Football sweatshirts with his name and number on the back. He knows he needs to turn Luke away, but he also feels the need to pull him in the room.
“I need to get this draft for my philosophy paper done or I’m gonna fail. It’s two weeks late.”, Calum groans.
Luke gives Calum his big blue puppy dog eyes, and Calum gives in almost immediately.
“You can come in on two conditions, we cuddle and you don’t distract me. Can you do that?”Calum questions.
Luke lets out a quiet, “Mhmm promise”, before he slips past Calum and jumps onto his lofted bed.
Calum goes back to working on his paper, this time with his boy squished between himself and the wall. Luke wrapped his arms around Calum’s middle tightly. That wasn’t anything too far, Cal could handle it. He had some self control.
The longer Calum wrote, the less interested he became in his paper and the more interested he became in watching his boyfriend. Luke accidentally fell asleep, which means he kept true to his word. This is until he woke up.
Calum had finished his first few pages of his draft while Luke was asleep, but now he has eyes on him and he can feel it. Calum feels one of Luke’s hands shift from his tummy to his thigh. Again, Calum has enough self control to just ignore it. Luke could have even done it on accident because he isn’t paying attention.
Calum knows it was clearly on purpose when he feels Luke’s mouth on his neck. Luke starts to leave little marks here and there, but Calum doesn’t say anything. He keeps quiet until the kisses move from his neck to his face. Luke starts leaving small pecks all over Calum’s face. Calum slowly gives in to Luke. He needs a break anyway. Just as he starts to move his stuff off his lap, Luke puts his head back on his shoulder. He rubs his face into his neck with a sly grin on his face.
Calum lets out a soft whine, “You can’t just get me all worked up and then leave me hanging.”
Luke lets out a small giggle, “Thought you wanted to work on your paper, was gonna let you do your thing. Can give you a blowie if you want?”
“Lu, you say that so casually as if my dick isn’t about to be in your mouth. Love what you do to me, but you make it so hard to get things done.”, Calum smiles. Calum pulls Luke on top of him, pulling him down for a kiss.
Luke lets out a giggle as he slowly moves down, trailing kissing down Calum’s neck once again. He pulls Cal’s shirt over his head, leaving more kisses on his bare skin. He leaves hickies on his tummy, just as a reminder for later, as if his neck isn’t enough of a reminder.
Luke pulls down his pants and boxers as he continues his assault to his tummy. Once he is content with his work, he moves on to nipping at Calum’s thighs because he knows just how sensitive he can get. He feels Calum’s hand run through his hair, pushing him closer to his dick.
Calum lets out a low grunt as he moves Luke to where he wants him. Luke gets the message and gets down to business.
Luke takes his dick into his mouth, lightly sucking on the tip just to tease him. Calum’s grip on his hair tightens and Luke decides he wants to be even more of a brat. He pulls off of Cal and makes direct eye contact before he goes back to leaving marks on his tummy.
Calum lets out another whine, “Why do you always have to be such a tease? I let you in my room and you distract me, then you decide you wanna play-“ Calum gets cut off by his own moan as Luke goes down on him. After Cal’s moan, Luke goes back to kitten licks.
After a few more minutes of teasing, Luke decides it’s time give Calum his release.
Luke fits as much of Cal’s dick in his mouth as he can. He pumps the rest of Calum’s dick with his hand. He bobbed up and down quickly, reaching for his own member as he tried to bring Calum to his high. Luke can tell he’s close by the way his hips keep bucking up. He moves his hand from his own clothed dick to Calum’s balls. Calum lets out another moan, verbally letting Luke know he’s close. Luke pushes himself down as far as he can before pulling back up. Luke hears another whine and before he can get all the way back down again, he senses the bitter taste of cum in his mouth. After swallowing all he was given, Luke pulls off.
Calum grabs him by the back of his neck and pulls him into a kiss. “Love that you’ll do this for me just because you love me. Wanna get you off now.” Calum pulls Luke’s dick out of his underwear. “You’re so hard for me baby, love that I can get you like this. Haven’t really even touched you and you’re almost there already.”
Luke lets out a whine as he feels himself get closer. All it takes is a few pumps and he’s gone.
Calum reaches over the his night stand and grabs a few tissues to clean both himself and his boyfriend off. He pulls Luke into himself, wrapping his arms around him. They get situated back into their position with Luke lying on Calum’s chest.
“Thank you. Just wanna cuddle now.” Calum whispers into Luke’s neck. Calum didn’t say it out loud, but he had those three words in the back of his throat that just didn’t quite make it out.
