[ cross posted to dom_cuba and new_cuba ]Trent had called and invited Dominic to come to the band practice that night. It was on an off evening - a Thursday - but the band had a nice space set up in someones garage with plenty of room. On the phone, Trent had offered to meet there or show up together, but circumstances had forced them to show up separately anyway. Just when Dom was pulling up, he could hear the guitar and bass warming up along with them testing all the different instruments. Coming out to the car to meet Dom, Trent was wearing a pair of tight black jeans and a plain black t-shirt. He offered the blond man a beer, and then lead the way back towards the space saying, "Hope you don't mind some nasty industrial filth. Though I got some new songs, you'll get to tell me what you think. The guys are still getting a feeling for them.""I don't mind anything," Dominic said with a smile. "I'm glad you called.""Hey, don't mention it. The more the merrier - as Robin likes to say," replied Trent with a smirk. Drawing Dom in towards the garage, he yelled out "Hey fuckers! I want you to meet Dominic. Be nice or I'll kick your fucking asses!"The rest of the band laughed, and everyone was introduced, and Trent went about getting another beer before he picked up a sleek black Les Paul and slipped it over his shoulder.Dominic moved to a stool at the side and sat, pulling his feet up to the top rung and leaning his elbows on them. He watched the dark haired man, noticing his movements and comfort with the instrument.Grinning at Dom, Trent laid his hands on the instrument and went to play a bit, making the thing growl like a live animal in his hands. Saying that he was comfortable with it was an understatement. In the practice area, he stood next to a keyboard on a stand as well, ready for him to reach out and stroke his fingers across the keys of needed.The other guitarist, the man Robin who Trent had referred to before, gave his dreaded head a toss, and with a nod from Trent's head the whole band struck up in time. Now, they were playing a bit slower than usual - this was a new song - one that was called "Wish." The sound of the band was raw and unapologetic. Trent played like a man possessed, screaming and snarling into the microphone. It was proven that he was an accomplished pianist (read fucking good) that night as well, and on a break between songs he grinned to the blond and motioned him over."We'll be done in a bit and then you and I can sneak off and grab something to eat if you want." Trent offered.Nodding, Dominic grinned like a loon. "Jesus man, you fucking wail! That was - amazing."Trent just flushed a bit, and looked down towards his toes as he said, "I've been working my fucking ass off to get where we are." Robin came breezing by and handed Trent a cigarette, which he gratefully took and leaned back on a stool to smoke. "So you do music, right?" He asked Dom, "Do you play anything?""Nah, not really. My talent lies in the appreciation of music and musicians."Snorting once, Trent blew out a lung full of smoke and pointed a finger at Dom, "That's bullshit and you know it. DJ's are artists too, I just personally take them as artists who haven't found their instrument or voice." Shrugging some, he tapped a finger to his temple and said "I'm fucking nuts and hear music all the time. I dunno. Someone told me once it was because I've got it deep down in my soul but I don't know if I believe that shit.""Sounds good though," Dominic said. "Like the music runs through you, your heart and all beat with it - with that rhythm.""Maybe so.." Agreed Trent, as he went to stub his smoke out and set his beer aside. "Let's get this shit over with, I'm hungry," he announced before he went in search of Robin. "Fucker! Get out of the bathroom and get back here!" He yelled.With a smile Dominic watched them set back up again.The practice went off without a hitch, and after everything was said and done the guys (Dom included) were curled around each other laughing and bullshitting in a circle. Trent's band was actually pretty cool, and it wasn't hard to see why he just mainly hung out with them. The night was drawing on though, and Trent was tired of living off of beer."So.. you still up for something to eat?" He asked Dom as an excuse to get out of there. If he didn't find a reason, the guys would keep him up all night being dumbasses. "We could go grab a bite if you wanted..""Great idea," Dominic said. "Where to?""Wherever. We could grab a burger, or if you felt up to it we could grab some cold pizza at my apartment. The advantage to that is more beer.." Trent winked playfully."I won't say no to beer," Dominic said. "I'll follow you and if there's a store close I can pick up either more beer or something else to go along with the cold pizza.""Sweet...” replied Trent. He went to grab up his guitar and put the keyboard away before he began to lead the way back for the cars. "Fuck you guys.. I'm gone," he called out."Can I come too?" Robin asked back, grinning like a madman. He was planning trouble and Trent knew it. The guitarist was Trent's best friend.. and partner in crime. At the same time though, he was Trent's worst enemy because Robin was.. well.. He was just Robin. And Trent could tell that at the moment, the man had that look on his face."Fuck you especially." Trent said, as he pointed a finger - his middle one - at Robin. "I'm not gonna fucking open the door if you come knocking." Robin just laughed.Shaking his shaggy head, Trent turned his attention on Dominic and said bluntly "He wants to snort coke all night and party. I can drink a few beers and hang out, but if I don't make it to work tomorrow morning, my boss'll have my fucking ass.""Probably not in a good way either," Dominic said.Trent just smirked a bit, and said softly "Yea.. a lot of screaming is usually involved." Screaming on my account... he added as a thought. "So yea, follow me?" He then said with a smile as he then slipped into his car and started it up. A short drive later they were in the Cayman Apartment parking lot and Trent was leading the way to apartment 620.Following the man, Dominic took the opportunity to check Trent's ass out. He ended up at the apartment door with a smile on his face.Trent had quite a nice ass too - it was hard to not imagine what it looked like under those painted on tight jeans. He unlocked the door and was met by a big friendly dog, which was ever so excited to see them both. Trent petted her with a laugh, and then went to say, "Welcome.. Mi casa es su casa." The apartment was rather plain, with a couch and a bedroom and little else. There was an army of guitars and keyboards and computers, all set up in a big network, but other than the bed on the floor and the books scattered around it, he owned little else. Trent moved to the fridge, and went to fetch two beers and dump the pizza into the oven."Damn," Dominic said, leaning over to look at Trent's things, hands behind his back to cut down the urge to touch. "You got some seriously great equipment."Making his way over to Dom as he stalked back in the room, Trent offered (yet another) beer to Dom, and took a long swig off his own. "Yea.. All this shit is the reason I'm so fucking broke." He gave a bit of a laugh, "I just.. I got this fucking guitar addiction.." Shaking his head now, he went about putting his Les Paul back where it went and then flopped onto the couch with a grin. "Go ahead and play if you want. I don't mind. We can even record it if you want..""No, thanks," Dominic laughed and moved over to the couch and dropped down on the other end. He took a sip of his beer. "What made you start playing?""I wanted something else," replied Trent honestly. He sighed a bit and sat back, pursing his lips and deciding how much he should tell Dom. He finally settled on trusting his new blond friend and not holding anything back."Back in Cleveland, I was more or less a high dollar whore," he then said lowly, "And it got to be too much. Just too much. I mean, the work it's self wasn't so bad - I enjoy that kind of thing - but the demands got to be more than I could handle." He took a long drink and then reached for his pack of smokes as his stress levels started to demand one. "So I came here to start over.. Got here about a year ago and put the band together." He shrugged, "I knew how to play because I've always been musically inclined - I'd just never really made a push towards doing the whole band and fame thing, ya know?"Nodding, Dominic toyed with a loose thread on the seam of his jeans. "Did you know - the first time you picked up a guitar - did you know it was going to be a part of you?"Laughing easily, Trent shook his head as he said "Honestly I started playing the piano first - when I was like five. So by the time I picked up a guitar when I was fifteen, it was more out of rebellion than anything. They were trying to convince me to be a professional concert pianist and I was like... Uh excuse me; but my life is mine. Quite telling me what to do!" He shook his head a bit, and scooted a bit closer to Dom, his voice low "But yea...""I'd like to hear you play piano sometime," Dominic smiled, leaning a bit toward Trent. "I beat ya've got good hands.""Yea?" Echoed back Trent with a lazy sort of smile. He went to lean back; his head tilted so the column of his white throat was exposed as he closed his eyes and said, "I can play for you next time.. I'd offer tonight but my hands are all fucking sore from the guitar.." One hazel eye opened, and he raised that brow as he peered at Dom and said, "My hands though, are good for many things.""Want me to massage your hands?" Dominic asked, unmindful that it sounded like he was hitting on Trent, but wanting to first help him and second, touch those strong talented hands.Smirking some, Trent scooted a little bit closer. "Okay.." He then murmured, all the while not minding at all that Dom was probably hitting on him. He liked it. In fact, Trent wasn't shy at all about coming up into Dom's personal space, so that they were against one another. He reached out then, trailing his fingertips along the top of Dom’s arm as he murmured "Thank you.."Plucking Trent's hand up, Dom began to carefully rub and massage the strong fingers.Trent's fingertips were rough from his years as a guitarist, and were mounted on long fingered hands. He gave a low little noise, before he laid his head back on the couch and just watched Dom through heavy lidded eyes. This is where you decide if you're going to be a dog or not. Trent reminded himself. Thinking though, he went to lick his lips and turned to look at Dom with a rather arch look.Shifting closer, Trent pressed his thigh against Dom's, encroaching more into his space. Now it was rather obvious that he was flirting, especially when we flushed just the slightest bit and said softly "Is it a bad thing that I want to kiss you so bad I can taste it?"Dominic smiled and lifted Trent's hand and rubbed his lips across the callused tips. He licked out, tip of his tongue tasting salt skin and cigarettes and his mouth flooded with saliva as he wondered what Trent would taste like. He glanced up and looked at the man. "M'kay."Trent's eyes were locked on Dom's lips, watching as the dampness of his tongue peeked out. He wasn't quite able to stop the shiver that passed through him though, and with a soft little sound he leaned in more and closed the distance between them. Now, he wasn't going to just jump into things, no. Trent was an enjoyer of the chase, and so when he leaned in to kiss Dom, his lips didn't press to the other boy's lips, but instead he started trailing kisses along Dom's jaw line, his tongue creeping out to touch here and there.Smiling, fingers still caressing the musician's hand, Dom gave a soft sigh as he felt the touches to his skin.Encouraged, Trent deepened his kisses, tailing his way towards full lips as his free hand went to slide up into Dom's blond hair, anchoring his head from escaping.Giving up a little whine and moan, Dominic offered the slightest resistance to the hold on his hair just to feel the tug to his scalp. He licked out, wanting to taste Trent.Trent teased Dom, smirking as he offered his lips and then drew them away again with a fleeting motion. The teasing didn't last for too long though, for it was Trent in the end who succumbed, and finally pressed his lips fully against Dominic's, his lips parting and velvety tongue seeking entrance."Mmm," pressing closer, Dominic opened to Trent, kissing back as his hands found the strong arms and held on.The kiss was lazy and slow - Trent had all the time in the world to sip from Dom's lips - and so he didn't bother rushing and took his time to make sure that Dominic was fully and completely lost in the kiss before his lips broke away and started trailing down the other's throat once more in an idle manner."S'nice," Dominic wriggled, arching up. "More... mmm."Not at all shy, Trent just climbed right up into Dom's lap, straddling his thighs and pressing them chest to chest. He enjoyed the squirming Dom was giving him, and couldn't quite hold back the soft moan of pleasure that passed his lips before he framed Dom's cheeks with his palms and leaned in for another, deeper kiss. Trent wanted more though, and made that quite clear as he arched his hips inwards, pressing the heat of his growing cock to Dominic's belly suggestively.Sliding his hands around Trent, Dom cupped the man's ass and rubbed, nails dragging over the material of his jeans. He pushed against the floor, hips lifting slightly as he kissed back, grunting with need.Smirking against the lips he was kissing, Trent let his hands start to roam, sliding sleek fingers along Dom's shirt and down to it's hemline before they dipped in, seeking skin. He also didn't dare sit still in Dom's lap, and had started to slowly squirm, moving his hips in a way that promised many more delights, should Dom wish to take the invitation he was offering.Reaching around Trent, Dom rubbed his back, tugging at his shirt before pulling his back. "We need less clothes.""What a wonderful suggestion.." Purred back Trent, before he started to pull at his own shirt, whisking it up and over his head. Now, Trent was a skinny pale thing, who while in clothes managed to come off as rather masculine. Without his clothing to hang off his shoulders and obscure his true shape, he was proving to be curved and hippy and all together almost androgynous when wearing just his skin. His shirt gone, he started pulling at Dom's as well.Helping as best he could, Dominic whined and leaned forward, mouth watering to lick Trent's nipple. Once his own shirt was gone he attacked the dark peak, worrying it with his teeth and suckling.Hissing out a breath, Trent bared his teeth for a second in a savage kind of snarl, but then finally gave in to Dom's wondering lips. With a sigh, he arched his back in what might be a painful way, and thread a hand through Dom's hair to once more urge his head to stay close and not stray far.Lapping at the warm sweat salty skin, Dominic rocked, grunting at the friction that Trent was causing against his jeans bound cock. "Fuck," he muttered, fingers digging in as he lets the musician control where his mouth moves next across the pale skin.Moaning aloud, Trent drew in a sharp breath as teeth touched his skin and then the warm wet velvet of Dominic's tongue lapped at the pink marks. This was starting to turn into a competition of who could drive who crazy first. Intent on winning (where the "winner" got his clothes ripped off,) Trent started to shift his hips, moving them slowly, rhythmically, to entice Dominic to take more liberties with all that skin he was encountering.Giving a kitten growl, Dominic pulled Trent closer as he moved mouth and lips across the musician's chest. He rocked up, meeting the movements as his cock throbbed. Pulling back, eyes dark as he looked up at Trent, Dominic licked his lips. "I - fuck - I don't wanna come like this, just - um - this..." He stammered.Being the smirking animal that he was, Trent framed Dom's face with his hands, and then leaned in some as he whispered "I've got some condoms in the drawer over there," meaning the desk, "Why don't we just see to that little problem.. That way you don't have to come like this.." Rolling off to the side, Trent kicked off his boots and went to unzip his pants and slip them down across curved hips, hazel eyes watching Dom's reaction."Yeah," Dom said, licking his lips. "Good idea, damn good." He bobbed his head. "Smart man." Turning to the side and opened the drawer, fumbling inside until he came up with condoms and lube. He gave Trent a smile. "Got em!"By the time Dom turned back to Trent, the musician was fully nude and kicking his jeans away. "Let me help you.." He whispered softly as he reached for Dom's pants, starting to unbuckle and zip them. Smirking all the while, Trent went to incline his head a bit and then went to ask "Do you care who does what? Because I don't. I'm happy picking up right where we were.. or switching places.. Whatever..""Whatever," Dominic echoed, smiling. "You can stay there, this time and take top later.""Okay," replied Trent, happy enough with that. Dom was turning out to be quite a lot of fun, and totally drama-free. Trent really liked that in a guy as cute as the blond who he was currently stripping free of all clothing, and climbing back into his lap. Taking the condom from Dom, he leaned in and captured the blonde’s lips as he ripped the package open and smoothed it down Dom's cock with a fluid motion. "You're delicious.." He whispered against Dom's lips."Mmm, you too," Dominic said in between kisses. "How much prep you want?" He popped open the lube."Doesn't matter. I'm a painslut," replied Trent with a soft murmur, before he moaned against Dom's lips and kissed him harder. Meanwhile, Trent arched his hips back, inviting Dom's hands."Oh hell yeah," Dominic said, one hand sliding under Trent, slick finger finding his pucker and circling as the other hand reached to pluck at a hard peak of nipple, twisting as he pressed inside of the man.Gaping in a breath, Trent moaned and then whimpered in need, his hands starting to trail across Dom's chest and hips hungrily. The lips that before were crushing started to travel their way across Dom's cheek in hot wet kisses, nibbling and sucking. Moaning deeply, his hips moved in time, to fucking Dom's finger with obvious relish.Pushing a second finger inside of Trent, Dom scissors them, trembling with need. "Fuck that. Climb on," he growled out and pulled his fingers free.Lost in his own little world, Trent hummed a bit, more of a curious sound before he lifted his lips off Dom's flesh, and sat up a bit higher, positioning himself. With Dom's help, he got everything aligned, and then placed a hand on Dom's shoulder, and another on the back of the couch as he started to ease himself down. "Holy fuck.." He gasped out, head tipping back and eyes rolling in their sockets. Trent's comment trailed off in a moan though, and he tightened his hand on Dom's shoulder, digging in his nails.Gulping breath, Dominic held onto Trent's hips, rocking his hips as the man settled. "Fuck - tight.. good.. real good.."Close to panting, Trent nodded his head a bit, and wrapped an arm around Dom's shoulders and around the back of his neck for leverage. As he sat down completely onto Dom, he gave his hips a happy little wriggle, which then triggered another moan. Pressed chest to chest, his lips went seeking out Dom's again, sipping gentle kisses as he let his muscles relax against Dom's invasion.Dominic caught Trent's bottom lip and sucked at it before releasing and lapping at it with his tongue. "Mmmm," he groaned and tightened his thighs, pushing up and feeling the weight squeeze of the man on him. "Yeahhh.."Another whimper, and Trent found himself moving, his body instinctively seeing out the most spine tingling pleasure that he could. With a grunt and then a moan, he found the angle he wanted, and then started to slowly lift himself up as his eyes glittered with lust. "Just like that...” he whispered out, before he then started his decent back down on Dom's cock. His pace for now was slow, just getting them both used to moving together, finding their shared rhythm. Savage lips teased at Dom's though, sipping kisses and nibbling here and there."Yeah, like that," Dominic agreed, hips lifting in a back and forth rocking as he felt himself stroked by the tight body. He dug his fingers in, raking his nails into warm skin as he met the amazing mouth, kissing and licking.With a sharp intake of breath, Trent had to pause as his body shuddered - Dom had found his sweet spot and was now rather methodically causing Trent to loose grasp of his control. His moans were lost in the kiss the shared, which was only ended because Trent had to tear his mouth away from Dom's to keep enough air in his lungs to prevent the world from spinning. His motions caught speed, and before long, Trent was riding Dom hard, his head tilted back and neck bared.Digging in, heels locked against the floor, Dominic gritted his teeth and thrust up, crying out as Trent fucked himself hard on Dominic. He managed to pull a hand free from Trent's hip and wrap his fingers around the man's cock, tugging in time with the thrusts.Now it was Trent's turn to cry out, his voice ending in a horse little whimper as he bared his teeth to Dom and picked up the pace again. This was no slow leisurely love making, not at all. This was down and dirty and hard and fast fucking - Trent was intent on driving them both over the edge, and that hand around his cock was helping things along nicely.Stroking harder and faster, nails dragging on the stiff flesh, Dominic shoved upward. "Oh fuck! Gonna - fuck! Gonna come...""Then come,” gasped out Trent. He was close too, and without much ado, he slammed himself down hard onto Dom's cock, stars dancing in his eyes from the pressure within his body and the nearly splitting fullness. One, two, three more hard drops and Trent's body was shivering, his cock jumping a bit in Dom's hand as he too started to come; his body convulsing around the cock buried deep inside his heat. Snarling in blind passion, Trent attached his teeth to Dom's shoulder and muffled his scream with flesh.Throwing his head back, Dominic dug his nails into Trent's hip and yelled as a whip shot of electricity slammed into him.Trent just clung to Dom; riding out the wave of pleasure that caused his eyes to cross it was so intense. With his screams trailing off into soft whimpers, Trent released Dom's flesh and just nuzzled his face into the crook of the other man's shoulder and sighed out contentedly. Trent was happy to just hold and be held, enjoying the warmth that spread through his limbs and made his toes curl. Eventually though, he started to come back down closer to Earth. "You okay?" He whispered softly."Yesh," Dominic said, swallowing and wrapping his arms around Trent. "M'kay. You?"Snorting a bit, Trent then started to laugh before he shifted up, framing Dom's face with his palms. "I'm great, baby.." He then purred, smiling as he leaned in to steal another kiss from those lips already pink from crushing passion. With a groan then, he deepened the kiss, turning himself breathless by the end of the thing. "Wanna stay the night and sleep here?" He then asked softly. "I gotta get up in the morning and go to work - but after what we just did, I think I'm going to require you to allow me to hold you close for a while and bask in the glow of our mutual enjoyment...""Sounds perfect. Was hoping you wouldn't run me off right after. I fancy a bit of a cuddle." Dominic grinned. "You're right, ya know?" He caught one of Trent's hands. "They are real good."Chuckling some, Trent gave Dom's hand a squeeze and then groaned as he lifted his body one last time, pulling Dom free and then looked down at himself. "I think we need a shower too.." He added with a rueful smirk, then offered a hand to help Dom up to his feet and drug him towards the bedroom with their fingers laced together."Fucking genius," Dominic said as they headed toward the shower.
e martë, 3 qershor 2008
April 16; Dominic Monaghan, Trent Reznor: Practise Space/Trent's Apartment: NC-17
[ cross posted to dom_cuba and new_cuba ]Trent had called and invited Dominic to come to the band practice that night. It was on an off evening - a Thursday - but the band had a nice space set up in someones garage with plenty of room. On the phone, Trent had offered to meet there or show up together, but circumstances had forced them to show up separately anyway. Just when Dom was pulling up, he could hear the guitar and bass warming up along with them testing all the different instruments. Coming out to the car to meet Dom, Trent was wearing a pair of tight black jeans and a plain black t-shirt. He offered the blond man a beer, and then lead the way back towards the space saying, "Hope you don't mind some nasty industrial filth. Though I got some new songs, you'll get to tell me what you think. The guys are still getting a feeling for them.""I don't mind anything," Dominic said with a smile. "I'm glad you called.""Hey, don't mention it. The more the merrier - as Robin likes to say," replied Trent with a smirk. Drawing Dom in towards the garage, he yelled out "Hey fuckers! I want you to meet Dominic. Be nice or I'll kick your fucking asses!"The rest of the band laughed, and everyone was introduced, and Trent went about getting another beer before he picked up a sleek black Les Paul and slipped it over his shoulder.Dominic moved to a stool at the side and sat, pulling his feet up to the top rung and leaning his elbows on them. He watched the dark haired man, noticing his movements and comfort with the instrument.Grinning at Dom, Trent laid his hands on the instrument and went to play a bit, making the thing growl like a live animal in his hands. Saying that he was comfortable with it was an understatement. In the practice area, he stood next to a keyboard on a stand as well, ready for him to reach out and stroke his fingers across the keys of needed.The other guitarist, the man Robin who Trent had referred to before, gave his dreaded head a toss, and with a nod from Trent's head the whole band struck up in time. Now, they were playing a bit slower than usual - this was a new song - one that was called "Wish." The sound of the band was raw and unapologetic. Trent played like a man possessed, screaming and snarling into the microphone. It was proven that he was an accomplished pianist (read fucking good) that night as well, and on a break between songs he grinned to the blond and motioned him over."We'll be done in a bit and then you and I can sneak off and grab something to eat if you want." Trent offered.Nodding, Dominic grinned like a loon. "Jesus man, you fucking wail! That was - amazing."Trent just flushed a bit, and looked down towards his toes as he said, "I've been working my fucking ass off to get where we are." Robin came breezing by and handed Trent a cigarette, which he gratefully took and leaned back on a stool to smoke. "So you do music, right?" He asked Dom, "Do you play anything?""Nah, not really. My talent lies in the appreciation of music and musicians."Snorting once, Trent blew out a lung full of smoke and pointed a finger at Dom, "That's bullshit and you know it. DJ's are artists too, I just personally take them as artists who haven't found their instrument or voice." Shrugging some, he tapped a finger to his temple and said "I'm fucking nuts and hear music all the time. I dunno. Someone told me once it was because I've got it deep down in my soul but I don't know if I believe that shit.""Sounds good though," Dominic said. "Like the music runs through you, your heart and all beat with it - with that rhythm.""Maybe so.." Agreed Trent, as he went to stub his smoke out and set his beer aside. "Let's get this shit over with, I'm hungry," he announced before he went in search of Robin. "Fucker! Get out of the bathroom and get back here!" He yelled.With a smile Dominic watched them set back up again.The practice went off without a hitch, and after everything was said and done the guys (Dom included) were curled around each other laughing and bullshitting in a circle. Trent's band was actually pretty cool, and it wasn't hard to see why he just mainly hung out with them. The night was drawing on though, and Trent was tired of living off of beer."So.. you still up for something to eat?" He asked Dom as an excuse to get out of there. If he didn't find a reason, the guys would keep him up all night being dumbasses. "We could go grab a bite if you wanted..""Great idea," Dominic said. "Where to?""Wherever. We could grab a burger, or if you felt up to it we could grab some cold pizza at my apartment. The advantage to that is more beer.." Trent winked playfully."I won't say no to beer," Dominic said. "I'll follow you and if there's a store close I can pick up either more beer or something else to go along with the cold pizza.""Sweet...” replied Trent. He went to grab up his guitar and put the keyboard away before he began to lead the way back for the cars. "Fuck you guys.. I'm gone," he called out."Can I come too?" Robin asked back, grinning like a madman. He was planning trouble and Trent knew it. The guitarist was Trent's best friend.. and partner in crime. At the same time though, he was Trent's worst enemy because Robin was.. well.. He was just Robin. And Trent could tell that at the moment, the man had that look on his face."Fuck you especially." Trent said, as he pointed a finger - his middle one - at Robin. "I'm not gonna fucking open the door if you come knocking." Robin just laughed.Shaking his shaggy head, Trent turned his attention on Dominic and said bluntly "He wants to snort coke all night and party. I can drink a few beers and hang out, but if I don't make it to work tomorrow morning, my boss'll have my fucking ass.""Probably not in a good way either," Dominic said.Trent just smirked a bit, and said softly "Yea.. a lot of screaming is usually involved." Screaming on my account... he added as a thought. "So yea, follow me?" He then said with a smile as he then slipped into his car and started it up. A short drive later they were in the Cayman Apartment parking lot and Trent was leading the way to apartment 620.Following the man, Dominic took the opportunity to check Trent's ass out. He ended up at the apartment door with a smile on his face.Trent had quite a nice ass too - it was hard to not imagine what it looked like under those painted on tight jeans. He unlocked the door and was met by a big friendly dog, which was ever so excited to see them both. Trent petted her with a laugh, and then went to say, "Welcome.. Mi casa es su casa." The apartment was rather plain, with a couch and a bedroom and little else. There was an army of guitars and keyboards and computers, all set up in a big network, but other than the bed on the floor and the books scattered around it, he owned little else. Trent moved to the fridge, and went to fetch two beers and dump the pizza into the oven."Damn," Dominic said, leaning over to look at Trent's things, hands behind his back to cut down the urge to touch. "You got some seriously great equipment."Making his way over to Dom as he stalked back in the room, Trent offered (yet another) beer to Dom, and took a long swig off his own. "Yea.. All this shit is the reason I'm so fucking broke." He gave a bit of a laugh, "I just.. I got this fucking guitar addiction.." Shaking his head now, he went about putting his Les Paul back where it went and then flopped onto the couch with a grin. "Go ahead and play if you want. I don't mind. We can even record it if you want..""No, thanks," Dominic laughed and moved over to the couch and dropped down on the other end. He took a sip of his beer. "What made you start playing?""I wanted something else," replied Trent honestly. He sighed a bit and sat back, pursing his lips and deciding how much he should tell Dom. He finally settled on trusting his new blond friend and not holding anything back."Back in Cleveland, I was more or less a high dollar whore," he then said lowly, "And it got to be too much. Just too much. I mean, the work it's self wasn't so bad - I enjoy that kind of thing - but the demands got to be more than I could handle." He took a long drink and then reached for his pack of smokes as his stress levels started to demand one. "So I came here to start over.. Got here about a year ago and put the band together." He shrugged, "I knew how to play because I've always been musically inclined - I'd just never really made a push towards doing the whole band and fame thing, ya know?"Nodding, Dominic toyed with a loose thread on the seam of his jeans. "Did you know - the first time you picked up a guitar - did you know it was going to be a part of you?"Laughing easily, Trent shook his head as he said "Honestly I started playing the piano first - when I was like five. So by the time I picked up a guitar when I was fifteen, it was more out of rebellion than anything. They were trying to convince me to be a professional concert pianist and I was like... Uh excuse me; but my life is mine. Quite telling me what to do!" He shook his head a bit, and scooted a bit closer to Dom, his voice low "But yea...""I'd like to hear you play piano sometime," Dominic smiled, leaning a bit toward Trent. "I beat ya've got good hands.""Yea?" Echoed back Trent with a lazy sort of smile. He went to lean back; his head tilted so the column of his white throat was exposed as he closed his eyes and said, "I can play for you next time.. I'd offer tonight but my hands are all fucking sore from the guitar.." One hazel eye opened, and he raised that brow as he peered at Dom and said, "My hands though, are good for many things.""Want me to massage your hands?" Dominic asked, unmindful that it sounded like he was hitting on Trent, but wanting to first help him and second, touch those strong talented hands.Smirking some, Trent scooted a little bit closer. "Okay.." He then murmured, all the while not minding at all that Dom was probably hitting on him. He liked it. In fact, Trent wasn't shy at all about coming up into Dom's personal space, so that they were against one another. He reached out then, trailing his fingertips along the top of Dom’s arm as he murmured "Thank you.."Plucking Trent's hand up, Dom began to carefully rub and massage the strong fingers.Trent's fingertips were rough from his years as a guitarist, and were mounted on long fingered hands. He gave a low little noise, before he laid his head back on the couch and just watched Dom through heavy lidded eyes. This is where you decide if you're going to be a dog or not. Trent reminded himself. Thinking though, he went to lick his lips and turned to look at Dom with a rather arch look.Shifting closer, Trent pressed his thigh against Dom's, encroaching more into his space. Now it was rather obvious that he was flirting, especially when we flushed just the slightest bit and said softly "Is it a bad thing that I want to kiss you so bad I can taste it?"Dominic smiled and lifted Trent's hand and rubbed his lips across the callused tips. He licked out, tip of his tongue tasting salt skin and cigarettes and his mouth flooded with saliva as he wondered what Trent would taste like. He glanced up and looked at the man. "M'kay."Trent's eyes were locked on Dom's lips, watching as the dampness of his tongue peeked out. He wasn't quite able to stop the shiver that passed through him though, and with a soft little sound he leaned in more and closed the distance between them. Now, he wasn't going to just jump into things, no. Trent was an enjoyer of the chase, and so when he leaned in to kiss Dom, his lips didn't press to the other boy's lips, but instead he started trailing kisses along Dom's jaw line, his tongue creeping out to touch here and there.Smiling, fingers still caressing the musician's hand, Dom gave a soft sigh as he felt the touches to his skin.Encouraged, Trent deepened his kisses, tailing his way towards full lips as his free hand went to slide up into Dom's blond hair, anchoring his head from escaping.Giving up a little whine and moan, Dominic offered the slightest resistance to the hold on his hair just to feel the tug to his scalp. He licked out, wanting to taste Trent.Trent teased Dom, smirking as he offered his lips and then drew them away again with a fleeting motion. The teasing didn't last for too long though, for it was Trent in the end who succumbed, and finally pressed his lips fully against Dominic's, his lips parting and velvety tongue seeking entrance."Mmm," pressing closer, Dominic opened to Trent, kissing back as his hands found the strong arms and held on.The kiss was lazy and slow - Trent had all the time in the world to sip from Dom's lips - and so he didn't bother rushing and took his time to make sure that Dominic was fully and completely lost in the kiss before his lips broke away and started trailing down the other's throat once more in an idle manner."S'nice," Dominic wriggled, arching up. "More... mmm."Not at all shy, Trent just climbed right up into Dom's lap, straddling his thighs and pressing them chest to chest. He enjoyed the squirming Dom was giving him, and couldn't quite hold back the soft moan of pleasure that passed his lips before he framed Dom's cheeks with his palms and leaned in for another, deeper kiss. Trent wanted more though, and made that quite clear as he arched his hips inwards, pressing the heat of his growing cock to Dominic's belly suggestively.Sliding his hands around Trent, Dom cupped the man's ass and rubbed, nails dragging over the material of his jeans. He pushed against the floor, hips lifting slightly as he kissed back, grunting with need.Smirking against the lips he was kissing, Trent let his hands start to roam, sliding sleek fingers along Dom's shirt and down to it's hemline before they dipped in, seeking skin. He also didn't dare sit still in Dom's lap, and had started to slowly squirm, moving his hips in a way that promised many more delights, should Dom wish to take the invitation he was offering.Reaching around Trent, Dom rubbed his back, tugging at his shirt before pulling his back. "We need less clothes.""What a wonderful suggestion.." Purred back Trent, before he started to pull at his own shirt, whisking it up and over his head. Now, Trent was a skinny pale thing, who while in clothes managed to come off as rather masculine. Without his clothing to hang off his shoulders and obscure his true shape, he was proving to be curved and hippy and all together almost androgynous when wearing just his skin. His shirt gone, he started pulling at Dom's as well.Helping as best he could, Dominic whined and leaned forward, mouth watering to lick Trent's nipple. Once his own shirt was gone he attacked the dark peak, worrying it with his teeth and suckling.Hissing out a breath, Trent bared his teeth for a second in a savage kind of snarl, but then finally gave in to Dom's wondering lips. With a sigh, he arched his back in what might be a painful way, and thread a hand through Dom's hair to once more urge his head to stay close and not stray far.Lapping at the warm sweat salty skin, Dominic rocked, grunting at the friction that Trent was causing against his jeans bound cock. "Fuck," he muttered, fingers digging in as he lets the musician control where his mouth moves next across the pale skin.Moaning aloud, Trent drew in a sharp breath as teeth touched his skin and then the warm wet velvet of Dominic's tongue lapped at the pink marks. This was starting to turn into a competition of who could drive who crazy first. Intent on winning (where the "winner" got his clothes ripped off,) Trent started to shift his hips, moving them slowly, rhythmically, to entice Dominic to take more liberties with all that skin he was encountering.Giving a kitten growl, Dominic pulled Trent closer as he moved mouth and lips across the musician's chest. He rocked up, meeting the movements as his cock throbbed. Pulling back, eyes dark as he looked up at Trent, Dominic licked his lips. "I - fuck - I don't wanna come like this, just - um - this..." He stammered.Being the smirking animal that he was, Trent framed Dom's face with his hands, and then leaned in some as he whispered "I've got some condoms in the drawer over there," meaning the desk, "Why don't we just see to that little problem.. That way you don't have to come like this.." Rolling off to the side, Trent kicked off his boots and went to unzip his pants and slip them down across curved hips, hazel eyes watching Dom's reaction."Yeah," Dom said, licking his lips. "Good idea, damn good." He bobbed his head. "Smart man." Turning to the side and opened the drawer, fumbling inside until he came up with condoms and lube. He gave Trent a smile. "Got em!"By the time Dom turned back to Trent, the musician was fully nude and kicking his jeans away. "Let me help you.." He whispered softly as he reached for Dom's pants, starting to unbuckle and zip them. Smirking all the while, Trent went to incline his head a bit and then went to ask "Do you care who does what? Because I don't. I'm happy picking up right where we were.. or switching places.. Whatever..""Whatever," Dominic echoed, smiling. "You can stay there, this time and take top later.""Okay," replied Trent, happy enough with that. Dom was turning out to be quite a lot of fun, and totally drama-free. Trent really liked that in a guy as cute as the blond who he was currently stripping free of all clothing, and climbing back into his lap. Taking the condom from Dom, he leaned in and captured the blonde’s lips as he ripped the package open and smoothed it down Dom's cock with a fluid motion. "You're delicious.." He whispered against Dom's lips."Mmm, you too," Dominic said in between kisses. "How much prep you want?" He popped open the lube."Doesn't matter. I'm a painslut," replied Trent with a soft murmur, before he moaned against Dom's lips and kissed him harder. Meanwhile, Trent arched his hips back, inviting Dom's hands."Oh hell yeah," Dominic said, one hand sliding under Trent, slick finger finding his pucker and circling as the other hand reached to pluck at a hard peak of nipple, twisting as he pressed inside of the man.Gaping in a breath, Trent moaned and then whimpered in need, his hands starting to trail across Dom's chest and hips hungrily. The lips that before were crushing started to travel their way across Dom's cheek in hot wet kisses, nibbling and sucking. Moaning deeply, his hips moved in time, to fucking Dom's finger with obvious relish.Pushing a second finger inside of Trent, Dom scissors them, trembling with need. "Fuck that. Climb on," he growled out and pulled his fingers free.Lost in his own little world, Trent hummed a bit, more of a curious sound before he lifted his lips off Dom's flesh, and sat up a bit higher, positioning himself. With Dom's help, he got everything aligned, and then placed a hand on Dom's shoulder, and another on the back of the couch as he started to ease himself down. "Holy fuck.." He gasped out, head tipping back and eyes rolling in their sockets. Trent's comment trailed off in a moan though, and he tightened his hand on Dom's shoulder, digging in his nails.Gulping breath, Dominic held onto Trent's hips, rocking his hips as the man settled. "Fuck - tight.. good.. real good.."Close to panting, Trent nodded his head a bit, and wrapped an arm around Dom's shoulders and around the back of his neck for leverage. As he sat down completely onto Dom, he gave his hips a happy little wriggle, which then triggered another moan. Pressed chest to chest, his lips went seeking out Dom's again, sipping gentle kisses as he let his muscles relax against Dom's invasion.Dominic caught Trent's bottom lip and sucked at it before releasing and lapping at it with his tongue. "Mmmm," he groaned and tightened his thighs, pushing up and feeling the weight squeeze of the man on him. "Yeahhh.."Another whimper, and Trent found himself moving, his body instinctively seeing out the most spine tingling pleasure that he could. With a grunt and then a moan, he found the angle he wanted, and then started to slowly lift himself up as his eyes glittered with lust. "Just like that...” he whispered out, before he then started his decent back down on Dom's cock. His pace for now was slow, just getting them both used to moving together, finding their shared rhythm. Savage lips teased at Dom's though, sipping kisses and nibbling here and there."Yeah, like that," Dominic agreed, hips lifting in a back and forth rocking as he felt himself stroked by the tight body. He dug his fingers in, raking his nails into warm skin as he met the amazing mouth, kissing and licking.With a sharp intake of breath, Trent had to pause as his body shuddered - Dom had found his sweet spot and was now rather methodically causing Trent to loose grasp of his control. His moans were lost in the kiss the shared, which was only ended because Trent had to tear his mouth away from Dom's to keep enough air in his lungs to prevent the world from spinning. His motions caught speed, and before long, Trent was riding Dom hard, his head tilted back and neck bared.Digging in, heels locked against the floor, Dominic gritted his teeth and thrust up, crying out as Trent fucked himself hard on Dominic. He managed to pull a hand free from Trent's hip and wrap his fingers around the man's cock, tugging in time with the thrusts.Now it was Trent's turn to cry out, his voice ending in a horse little whimper as he bared his teeth to Dom and picked up the pace again. This was no slow leisurely love making, not at all. This was down and dirty and hard and fast fucking - Trent was intent on driving them both over the edge, and that hand around his cock was helping things along nicely.Stroking harder and faster, nails dragging on the stiff flesh, Dominic shoved upward. "Oh fuck! Gonna - fuck! Gonna come...""Then come,” gasped out Trent. He was close too, and without much ado, he slammed himself down hard onto Dom's cock, stars dancing in his eyes from the pressure within his body and the nearly splitting fullness. One, two, three more hard drops and Trent's body was shivering, his cock jumping a bit in Dom's hand as he too started to come; his body convulsing around the cock buried deep inside his heat. Snarling in blind passion, Trent attached his teeth to Dom's shoulder and muffled his scream with flesh.Throwing his head back, Dominic dug his nails into Trent's hip and yelled as a whip shot of electricity slammed into him.Trent just clung to Dom; riding out the wave of pleasure that caused his eyes to cross it was so intense. With his screams trailing off into soft whimpers, Trent released Dom's flesh and just nuzzled his face into the crook of the other man's shoulder and sighed out contentedly. Trent was happy to just hold and be held, enjoying the warmth that spread through his limbs and made his toes curl. Eventually though, he started to come back down closer to Earth. "You okay?" He whispered softly."Yesh," Dominic said, swallowing and wrapping his arms around Trent. "M'kay. You?"Snorting a bit, Trent then started to laugh before he shifted up, framing Dom's face with his palms. "I'm great, baby.." He then purred, smiling as he leaned in to steal another kiss from those lips already pink from crushing passion. With a groan then, he deepened the kiss, turning himself breathless by the end of the thing. "Wanna stay the night and sleep here?" He then asked softly. "I gotta get up in the morning and go to work - but after what we just did, I think I'm going to require you to allow me to hold you close for a while and bask in the glow of our mutual enjoyment...""Sounds perfect. Was hoping you wouldn't run me off right after. I fancy a bit of a cuddle." Dominic grinned. "You're right, ya know?" He caught one of Trent's hands. "They are real good."Chuckling some, Trent gave Dom's hand a squeeze and then groaned as he lifted his body one last time, pulling Dom free and then looked down at himself. "I think we need a shower too.." He added with a rueful smirk, then offered a hand to help Dom up to his feet and drug him towards the bedroom with their fingers laced together."Fucking genius," Dominic said as they headed toward the shower.
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