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-------------------------------------------------------------------- Micro-Story: 22 October 2023 "One of Your Boys", featuring Ross Lynch and Troye Sivan --------------------------------------------------------------------
Author's Notes:
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Micro-stories are fun little experimental writing exercises. They are not part of the canon for any of the main story series. Therefore, familiar characters may appear who have different character of physical traits than those depicted in my main story lines.
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Characters for micro-stories are randomly selected from reader nominations on Instagram.
This story is set in mid-2023, during the filming of Troye's music video for "One of Your Girls".
"That was so much fun!" Troye Sivan relaxed against the back of the couch, still wearing the dress from filming. Taking off the wig, he scratched at his hair.
"Dude, hell yeah. Thanks again for inviting me. This was...fucking unreal." Ross Lynch leaned back in a chair, legs spread, a goofy grin on his face. The pair laughed, a little intoxicated from the day's fun...and a couple of drinks from the wrap party. The crew had gone home - they'd be back tomorrow to break everything down. Troye had stuck around, wanting to savor the experience of filming this video. He watched as Ross drank from a bottle, some of the water escaping and trailing down his bare chest. Troye's eyes followed the rivulet of water as it etched its way down Ross' torso, suddenly feeling thirsty as well.
"So..." He trailed off, waiting for Ross to finish chugging the water, returning his attention to Troye. "...not a fan of shirts, are we?" He grinned as Ross looked down - the hunk was wearing nothing but the blue jeans he'd had on during the video, the top button still undone.
Lynch shrugged, one corner of his mouth tugged upward in a grin. "Hey, it's comfy. Besides..." Now it was Ross' eyes dragging their way down Troye's body for a moment before returning to his friend's face. "...you haven't changed either."
"Mmmm...no." Troye stretched his legs, his fingers trailing up his exposed leg. "I'm really enjoying this."
"I mean, it looks good."
"You think so?"
"Yeah. It's sexy." Troye looked up to find Ross' hazel eyes staring hungrily.
"It feels sexy." Troye got up and walked around the back of Ross' chair, mimicking his moves from the video, his fingers trailing along Lynch's shoulders. Coming back around, he copied another move from their scenes together...with Troye sitting on Ross' lap, facing each other.
During filming, he'd felt a nice bulge as he'd sat on Ross' thighs. Now, the bulge was there but bigger...and firmer. Their lips pressed together, quick and hard, tasting one another. Troye moaned as he felt Ross' fingers slide under the hem of his skirt. Rather than squeezing his ass, those fingertips grazed up and down, caressing the curves of his butt, with Ross humming his approval of the way Troye's rear felt. His hum turned into a little growl as he felt Sivan's hips grind, teasing his bulging jeans.
The growl grew more intense as Ross' fingers dug at Troye's pantyhose, tearing the thin sheer material so he could make contact with the skin beneath, the fingers of one hand glinding under Troye's underwear to caress his crack. Troye moaned against Ross' mouth as one finger found his hole and teased it, circling for a few moments before pressing against the knot of flesh, silently asking a question.
"Uh huh." Troye grunted as he felt the digit push harder, breaching his entrance. His own hands were working the buttons of Ross' jeans, opening them up, fishing out the stiff pole inside, feeling it lengthen in his grip.
Fingers appeared at Troye's lips - he sucked at them eagerly.
"Get `em wet." Sivan stared into Ross' eyes as he slurped sloppily on the digits, coating them with spit. Lynch's hand dove back down, the wet fingers diving into Troye's hole, opening him up.
Sivan lifted himself up, feeling the pre-cum covered head of Ross' member nudge at his entrance. Part of his brain told him he should grab lube...but he was too eager, too hungry, and pressed his body down, groaning as he felt the meaty knob burrow inside. Troye groaned again, a mix of pleasure and pain as his hips continued pushing downward, pulling a couple inches of Ross' length inside. He spat in his hand and reached down, slathering Ross' shaft.
Ross got the hint and spat into his own hand as well, reaching down to pump his cock, making the skin slick to help ease Troye's descent.
Grunting, Troye realized spit wouldn't be enough. "Lube is...over there." He nodded towards his bag, several meters away. Seeing one of Ross' eyebrows raise up, he chuckled. "Always prepared. Never know." Troye gasped with surprise as he felt Ross lift himself up, bringing Troye with him. Sivan wrapped his legs around the stud's waist as Ross's hands clasped the small of Troye's back, taking a couple of steps towards the bag. He hadn't expected Ross to bring him along to get the lube. As Ross began to make his way towards the bag, a combination of gravity, spit, and precum caused more of his cock to enter Troye's guts. After just a few steps, Ross was halfway in. A few more steps and Troye felt the muscular thighs press against his ass. He moaned loudly, his insides burning, his fingers digging into Ross' shoulders.
"Fuck it. Fuck me. There." Troye reached out for a cement column nearby.
Ross eagerly crossed the short distance, pressing Troye's back against the wide column. His legs spread a little further, getting a grip against the floor, providing leverage as he began pumping his hips, driving his meat in and out of Troye's hole. Sweat and determination opened up Sivan further, both men groaning as Ross deliciously ravaged the Australian's ass. Troye's feet bounced in the air behind Ross, his own backside digging into the rough cold cement. The room disappeared - nothing existed except Ross' lips, his dick, and his hands which were clenching into Troye's butt cheeks, both for support and caressing them roughly.
"I...I'...ohhhhhHHHH!!!!" Troye moaned again as he began shooting his spunk against both men's torsos, splashing their stomachs and chests with jizz. One of Ross' hands reached up and swiped some of Troye's juices, taking a taste of it before gathering some more and feeding it to Troye. Sivan took hold of Ross' hand and sucked hard on his finger, moaning. He brought one hand down and scooped up some more cum, shoving his own fingers into Ross' mouth. The thrusting got harder and faster...and then Ross' body was shivering as he shot his load into Troye's guts, breeding the cute twink.
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"That was fun." Troye was laying down against Ross' chest, lost in a post-orgasmic haze, enjoying the feel of fingers running along the curves of his butt.
"Hell yeah." Both men smirked as they mirrored their earlier comments. "Up for another round?"
"Mmmm, give me a few minutes. But hell yeah."
"You want to breed me this time?"
Troye looked up, licking his lips. Grinning, he stole Ross' line. "Dude, hell yeah." The thought of driving his meat into this hunk... Troye felt his manhood stirring against Ross' toned thigh. "I lied...won't need a few minutes." His lips latched onto Ross' nipple and sucked on it, reaching down to lift Ross' legs in the air as he maneuvered his own body between the sexy legs, his half-hard cock eager for more.
The End
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