Celebrity fuck arena
ROUND 1 - TYLER JOSEPH V JOSH DUN
On your marks...
Get set...
Go!
The lights faded. Everything went black, and when the lights returned, the scene was entirely different. Gone was the gladitorial arena full of cheering crowds. Now Josh Dun and Tyler Joseph were in their hotel room in Vancouver. It took Tyler a moment to clear his head, to forget the memory of the arena, to forget his purpose. When all memory had been erased, it was if he had never been there. Only one thing lingered from his time in the arena, and that was his objective, his goal, his purpose.
One look over at Josh told him that he had exactly the same idea in mind. He'd seen Josh like this before, his eyes slightly glazed over, squinting almost, his wet lip quivering with expectation to the point where he would be forced to bite it not to draw attention. Little did he know that simple bite of the lip drew all the attention he could ever want. Tyler wasn't sure he was ready for what was about to come, but he sure as hell was going to fight.
"Should probably get an early night, we're gonna have to set up pretty early tomorrow." said Josh as his hands massaged his thighs. He pushed his visibly growing cock against the constrictig fabric of his tight black jeans.
"You're right," replied Tyler.
'He thinks I don't know what he wants,' thought Tyler, mildly amused, but mostly desperate to move past the pleasantries. Tyler stretched and yawned. He was wearing a tank top, and he knew as he stretched it would reveal his now erect nipples. The fabric caught on them as he stretched and it caused him to moan.
That moan must have been enough for Josh as he practically pounced on Tyler the second the sound left his lips.
Josh ripped the top in half and straddled Tyler, pinning him against the bed.
"I'm fucking done with you teasing me like this, you know what it's like for me, sitting back there behind the kit, watching you dance around the front? Watching you scream and sweat, the clothes clinging to your body, the way that tight ass bounces- fuck me."
Tyler placed his hands on Josh's waist. He was warm. He looked up into his eyes- he was still wearing that red makeup beneath his eyes. He loved that colour on him, it was the reason he suggested he wore it for the shows in the first place. Matched with his red hair- Tyler could have released right there and be done with it. Instead, he pulled on his hair, guiding his head down to his neck where Josh began to bite, lick, and kiss violently.
Tyler's hand ran down Josh's smooth abs, his fingertips taking a lttle time to linger in each crevice of his torso. Eventually he reached Josh's waistband. Feeling the presence near his crotch, Josh sat up, removed his t-shirt and unbuttoned the first button on his jeans before returning to assault Tyler's neck.
For a second, Tyler worried that Josh might leave a mark for the show tomorrow, but then remembered he could simply apply more black paint than usual and it should be covered fine. He unbuttoned Josh's pants, and before he was finished he could feel his hard, hot prick pressing against his palm. Tyler grabbed it firmly and began to massage it slowly but with force. Josh calmed his bitting and instead focused on thrusting his already moist cock into Tyler's waiting hand.
Josh slid the jeans down, revealing his chiselled asscheeks and thick hair thighs.
Tyler loosened his grip on Josh's cock and began to stroke it with an open palm. With each stroke Tyler allowed his hand to move further down. He began to tease and play with his balls. Josh groaned appreciatively. Then he circled his perineum. Josh groaned deeper and even louder. Then, in one motion, Tyler slid his finger further down and inserted it decisively into Josh's hole.
For a moment, Tyler thought Josh had cum. He had physically shook and moaned loudly when his finger found its way inside him. Josh pulled himself out of the crook of Tyler's neck and looked him dead in the eyes.
"You think you can fuck me, do ya?"
He smiled a dirty, wry smile before lowering his face slowly towards Tyler's. His teeth gently gripped Tyler's lip and began to pull back. He loosened his grip and laughed.
"Think again."
Josh quickly sezied Tyler and span him around so he was facing the mattress. He pulled Tyler's jeans off by ripping them at the crotch. He pulled Tyler's legs apart and whispered as he placed his hands on either of Tyler's asscheeks.
"You're gonna love this."
The next thing Tyler felt was Josh's hot, wet tongue penetrating his asshole. He didn't think he would be able to keep himself from cumming if he didn't just fuck him soon. Luckily, Josh had the same idea, and quickly placed the tip of his cock against Tyler's hole.
He didn't ask if he was ready. He just thrust.
Tyler's back arched as he was penetrated and he let out a guttural choke. Josh's hands closed around his neck and squeezed. He didn't know how Josh knew he liked being choked, but he wasn't about to complain. This hurt, but the sweet ecstasy overpowered everything else.
Josh pulled out until only the tip of his cock was left inside him, and then quickly thrust. He began to pick up momentum, getting faster with every thrust, fucking him with heavy shoves. His hands closed tighter and tighter around his neck as he fucked his dirty hole.
Josh's moans grew louder, and he showed no sign of slowing down. He fell down on top of Tyler, his sweaty abs pressing against Tyler's back. His teeth sunk into Tyler's shoulder and his rhythm slowed down, but each penetration was harder.
Thrust... 1, 2, Thrust... 1, 2, Thrust...
Tyler was on the edge of orgasm, his hole tightened and Josh had to stop himself from screaming out as he clawed at Tyler's back. He pulled out at the last second as ropes of cum shot onto his thighs and lower back.
Josh fell onto his back on the bed, panting.
This was Tyler's time to strike. He'd let Josh have his fun... now it was his turn, now he could accomplish what he set out to do int he first place.
Tyler stood up, gathered as much of Josh's cum as he could and rubbed into his erect dick. As Josh lay unaware in his post-orgasm stupor, Tyler grabbed his legs by the crook of the knee, pulled them up and pushed his dick into Josh.
The feeling of a thick piece of meat entering him brought Josh out of his daze, and he struggled. Tyler held him firmly. Despite Josh's best efforts, he was unable to get leverage to pull himself away, and by the time he did, he was enjoying himself too much to resist.
Tyler's fucking was different to the way Josh had fucked him. Tyler was firm, but passionate. His thrusts were co-ordinated and precise, he looked Josh in the eye as he entered him, watching his muscles flex as his dick buried itself deeper inside him. Josh's moist body squirmed beneath him, his eyes not moving from Tyler's eyes.
Tyler slid his hand up Josh's leg, massaging his balls when he reached them, then slowly fondling their way down his torso. His hand reached his face, and Josh immediately took Tyler's thumb into his mouth. He sucked on it longingly, biting and running his tongue around it. The sensation brought Tyler to the edge, his breathing faltered. Josh noticed and grabbed Tyler's asscheeks, pulling them towards him and forcing Tyler to cum as deep inside of him as possible.
"Do it."
Josh tensed his hole and Tyler grunted loudly. He collapsed onto Josh's chest as he shot multiple ropes of cum into his band member.
They both sat lay there panting, eyes closed, enjoying the sweaty warmth of each other's bodies.
When they next opened their eyes the scene had changed before them. They were lying on a bare mattress in the middle of a gladitorial arena. Hundreds, maybe thousands of people were gazing at their naked bodies and cheering. On the screens that were dotted around the arena appeared a man dressed in a white suit. His face was completely unreadable.
Tyler and Josh slowly began to remember where they were.
The man in the white suit stuck out his fist, and poked out his thumb on its side. The thumb began to wobble and vote in favour of one of the bandmates.
In panic, Josh pushed Tyler off him and pinned him to the mattress. He pressed his cock against Tyler's ass but wasn't able to enter him. Tyler wrestled his way out of Josh's grip and the two of them tumbled into the sandy floor of the arena. Tyler's crotch happened to end up near Josh's face, and he tried to push his dick into Josh's mouth.
The thumb turned and the crowd gasped.
Tyler and Josh fell apart, and it was clear who would be progressing to the next round.
Thank you for reading part 1 of Celebrity Fuck Arena. If you have any preference about who you would like to see in the arena, or if you would like to let me know who won this particular fuck battle, then please let me know at JJFreeman42@gmail.com
The competition will eventually reach a head, with the winners of previous rounds facing one another. There will also be some special rounds, and a couple of surprises along the way. I hope you enjoyed this first little taste and I look forward to seeing you again soon!