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Kellen and Oliver write all of our songs together, and sing them. Oli can play guitar, but he rarely shows off the skill.
Kellen has a killer voice, but he’s useless with instruments. Unlike…
Well, anyway.
“Please guys,” Scout says, looking around like we’re committing a crime in front of him. “We need to practice. We’re going on a world tour. A world. Tour. For the first time. And thanks to these two, our discography is already bigger than anything we’re used to. Please.” He says, pointing at the couple.
He is right about that. In the past year and a half, Kellen and Oliver wrote so much material we released our sophomore album and an EP.
The unplanned EP is doing very well. They won’t shut the fuck up about how their relationship is fantastic writing material. Eye roll. The two of them thought they were straight until we went on our second national tour.
Suddenly, they’re full-blown homos, engaged and everything. The engagement party was lit last month, and fans are losing their shit over their favorite ship being real.
They piss me off. Like, I’m happy for them or whatever, but I’m getting so sick of their coupley nonsense.
“Can you pass me that?” Oliver asks Kellen. They’re so close, he could reach it himself. I roll my eyes physically this time.
“Be nice.” I hear Callum say as he taps the bottom of my Doc’s with his drumsticks. His shadow envelopes me as he stands at the end of the couch, reminding me of the day I hardened my heart to him. To everyone.
“Bite me.” I growl back, teeth clenched. The man himself, Lord of instruments and breaking hearts. God, he irks me.
I watch his expression change as heat burns in his golden eyes. That was not what I intended with that statement. I can’t deny I like when he looks at me like that though.
We quit bull-shitting and begin to actually practice. Even workshopping some new stuff because the lovebirds won’t stop writing.
Callum’s ability to create music from nothing never fails to astound me. He weaves magic from song.
It isn’t fucking fair.
No one so annoying should be so talented. Or sexy.
“Dang, we sound good.” Scout comments after we finish up. His refusal to swear most of the time is strange to me. Even Oliver swears up a storm and he looks like a cherub.
Most of the group leaves and I stay back for a second longer, promising Scout I’ll see him at home. I wish I could say I don’t know why I’m still here.
Callum sits on his laptop, headphones on, no doubt composing more beautiful songs for us to play. I sigh, realizing I should go. I hurry and finish getting ready to go, making my way to the exit when I’m pulled back in by my forearm.
“Where do you think you’re goin’?” Callum drawls, pushing me against the nearest wall. He thinks he’s so tough. He’s barely a few inches taller than me and he may be a bit more muscular but that’s neither here nor there.
“Whereever the fuck I want,” I snarl, pushing off the wall and changing our positions so his back is pressed to the black foam board of the wall. “I think you’re forgetting yourself, Lucky.”
“I hate that nickname.”
My only response is an eye roll. Callum’s eyes flick down to my lips before quickly returning to mine, “They’re gonna get stuck like that.” he says quietly.
“Kneel.”
He does so without hesitation.
“See, you can be a good boy. What do good boys do?”
He reaches up and unbuttons my jeans, pulling down the zipper before waiting for further instruction. This is his bratty side coming out to play.
“Lucky…” I growl. My hand slides into his fluffy brown hair, tugging on the strands and pulling his face to my crotch. He whimpers as I pull him back, pulling a little harder this time.
Callum tugs down my pants and boxers together, stopping at my thighs. My uncut cock stands proudly, dripping in anticipation. His large hand wraps around my cock, sliding up and down before he uses his palm to rub my sensitive head.
“Nngh,” I moan, hips bucking as he continues his assault. I pull his head back hard and he stops whimpering from the pain. I know for a fact he loves it. His big cock is probably hard and leaking all over his underwear.
