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“Mm.. Fuck, right there Eddie!”Steve is fucking himself with his baby pink monster dildo while watching videos of Kas The Destroyer a.k.a Eddie Munson. The 34 year old lead singer of Corroded Coffin, “YES! Fuck, h-harder!” He cries out from how deep and fast he is stretching himself. Despite him and Eddie’s 13 year old difference he finds it so sexy.
He is so close to cumming, edging himself while watching all of his saved edits of Eddie. He is dripping pre-cum from his cock. The pre-cum smears on his pierced stomach, his cock bouncing softly against his belly piercing.
His pink sweater with black polka dots is bunched up above his nipples. Lying down on his back, hair messy and stuck on his forehead from sweating. Legs spread and raised slightly from how hard he is impaling himself. He pinches his nipples, hot tears falling from his eyes.
He watches one of his favourite edits, Eddie taking off his shirt and playing his guitar. He is glistening with sweat, his tattoos on full display. His happy trail leading down into his leather pants, a light bulge popping out.
He immediately goes faster, softly crying. “P-please!” He fixes his position now basically
on all fours. Face down, ass up. He reaches behind and hits deeper, he grinds his ass against his dildo.
He looks a mess, drooling down his chin. His eyes rolled back and his mouth was in an O shape. His face is pushed into his white silk pillow, drool coming down from his chin. “C-CUMMING!”
He collapses onto his towel while cumming, his vision whites out. He lays there trying to catch his breath, tears drying against his cheek. He looks at the time 9:08 PM. His mom should be home any minute now, he wipes himself off with the towel, and throws it in his hamper. He then
goes to the bathroom to wipe down his dildo.
Afterwards, he walks over to his dresser, feet cold against his pink carpet and his face flushed. He grabs a pair of black panties, his simple pair. He then kneels down to get his black shorts in his bottom drawer. After he gets dressed up and thinks, thinks about how corroded coffin is in Chicago!
He first started listening to them in high school, and ever since then he has been obsessed. Especially obsessed with the band's leader Eddie Munson. He was his gay awakening, ever since then he has been infatuated with him. He has had the biggest crush on him for forever. He has posters, vinyl records, shirts, even had duplicate funkos of each member.
He loves Eddie so much because he thinks his energy is just so attractive. His music is amazing too and he has no bad songs. He would spend hours arguing why Eddie Munson is one of the best celebrities. He says that he loves Eddie because he thinks other than his music he is a really great guy. He is also incredibly fucking hot and sexy but he doesn’t speak about how attractive he thinks Eddie is.
As soon as he puts his panties on he hears someone enter his house, his mom. “Fuck,”“STEVE!”
“Whatt?!”
“Come downstairs I have something!!!” He groans while fixing his slightly damp sweater. He goes downstairs, running his hands through his hair. “What happened?” He walks towards the kitchen island where his mom is. “You’re welcome.” He says as he slides over two tickets to Corroded Coffins show. “No fucking way?!?! How?! I thought you said they were sold out for tomorrow?”
“Since they are signed to my label I was able to get tickets.” Steve looks at the tickets in amazement.
“Thank you so fucking much..!” Steve’s mom smiles softly, “Uh huh, no problem,”
Steve takes the tickets and runs upstairs ready to call Robin. Once he is upstairs he plops down on his bed dialling Robin's number. “ROBIN!!”
“Steve what happe-”
“My mom got me two fucking corroded coffin tickets!! We are going!IMGONNASEEEDDIEMUNSON.”
“Wait! Wait no fucking way?! Holy shit.. do you know what this means? I fucking love them!”
“We are going tomorrow!! You think we could go shopping tomorrow? I need to get something special for this-“ Before he can finish he hears Robin immediately saying yes.
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It’s 11:47am when Steve wakes up. He is all giddy and opens twitter. The first thing on his feed is that Eddie Munson was spotted there in Chicago. He looks at the cafe and knows which one it is, it’s the one that's right near the mall Robin and him are going to.
He gets out of bed and heads to his bathroom. Before he gets in the shower he puts on one of Eddie’s singles. He gets in the shower hot water cascading his body. He hums along to the song thinking of Eddie and what he should wear. Maybe something black with a pop of pink and.. something underneath.
When he gets out of the shower he gets dressed in a black and white corroded coffin sweater. He wears a pair of black and white striped panties underneath. He pairs it with black bootcut jeans and white air forces. He puts on his silver jewellery and a little bit of mascara. He likes it because he thinks it makes him look more innocent.
He calls Robin an hour later telling her he is on his way. Before he leaves the house he touches up his mascara and puts on a little bit of lipgloss. He texts her while on his way thirsting over Eddie and how excited he is on a red light.
(1:36) Steve: like YOU DONT GET IT. hes genuinely so fucking fine.
(1:37) robin!! 💝👯♀️:hes like.. OK. at best on a good day
(1:37) Steve: robin are you blind or what. LOOK AT HIM! like i just want to suck him so BADDD.
(1:38) robin!! 💝👯♀️: you know what?
(1:40) Steve: what?
(1:40) robin!! 💝👯♀️: the end of our conversation is what this is. i will see you in five
Steve laughs softly, he looks up from his phone and looks at one of the cars ahead of him; a black BMW. Their rear mirror is moved and they can see Steve. The person has a big black hoodie on, black sweats, a black mask, rings on, and sunglasses on.
“The hell?” The light changes and he drives alongside the black car. Two minutes later he hits another red light and groans. “Ughh..” He looks beside him and glances at the guy in his car. He is staring at Steve, looking over at him. Can’t really tell how clear it is from the black tint on the man's glasses.
He glances over making eye contact, smiling awkwardly. The man takes off his mask and he smiles back softly. He sees the man drive off in the opposite direction once the light turns green. A couple minutes later he arrives at Robin's house and they head to the mall.
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“Fuck.” Eddie groans in his car, running his hand through his hair. Mask off, sunglasses off and hoodie off. He had just came across one of the most cutest fucking boys of his life. His hazel eyes were huge, had what he is 100% his band's sweater on, baby soft tanned skin, pretty brown hair with faded baby pink pieces, and just gorgeous. He thinks of him as a ‘pink baby’ his skin was so soft like a baby and his hair was pink. Just like his hair and lips, those plush pink lips..
He is in his car now sweating slightly and having an urge of want. He wonders if he is going to the show tonight, he hopes he is. He drives towards star court mall, having to pick up new products for his hair tonight. His hairdresser cancelled on him at the last minute due to a fever so he had to do his hair himself. Probably wouldn’t look as good but better than just putting water in his hair and calling it a day.
He is in Chicago for a couple days, this is the middle of his tour. He has been exhausted these days, touring isn't as fun as it was when he was younger. He is thirty-four which may not seem old but he feels old. He also hasn’t gotten laid in what seems like forever. It’s not like he has a hard time, he is Eddie Munson.
Okay, call him cocky or whatever but he knows he is hot. He has hundreds of thousands people in his instagram dms wanting to fuck him. Unfortunately most of them are women and.. there isn’t anything bad with that! Just, he prefers innocent cute boys with skin as soft as a baby.. He gets snapped out of his thoughts at the sound of a horn.
After a couple more minutes he makes it to the mall. He walks inside and luckily no one notices him, instead he just gets weird looks. Whatever, fuck them.
He picks up his curling products from a random hair shop on the second floor. When he is on the escalator deciding to take a trip to a record shop, he hears his manager texting him and before he could text back he sees him. The pretty baby in his car, with a friend? He walks up the escalator stairs a little quickly just to see him closer. He finally looks up at the store and gets flustered, it's a lingerie store. Once he looks back through the stores window he is seeing his pink baby holding up a pair of pink fucking underwear.
He steps closer to the store, stopping at the entrance pretending to text someone. He hears him and his friend talking. “Robs.. do you think this is the right choice?”
“Steve.. not to like boost you up or anything but like you ACTUALLY have an ass?!” He hears his friend snort and then processes his name, Steve. Such a pretty name for a baby boy like him, people would think Eddie would want someone hardcore and metal like him. Nope, he wants someone that is a pretty boy. He got lucky and found a boy that's pretty and built like a Greek god. He can’t help but bulge slightly at the thought. He then remembers Steve has a fucking corroded coffin sweater on. He adjusts his bulge through his sweatpants and continues to listen.
“Okay asshole.. you think pink or black stockings would match well? I mean he isn’t gonna see them but you never know!” Eddie raises his eyebrows in curiosity, who is gonna see this? He can't help but be a little mad at whoever is gonna see those on him, before he can finish his thought he hears.
“You never know.. You might catch his attention, I mean if I were a famous rockstar like Eddie and saw a pretty boy. I mean ESPECIALLY Eddie,” His heart drops to his ass for a minute, Steve is buying this for.. him? He turns red, thankful for the mask and sunglasses covering his face.
“Robin!! Shut up! I can just like.. wear it with the black stockings, i think im planning to wear a pink vest with my black lace pants. So you can still kind of see it? But not for the underwear to be visible! I can just accessorize too.”
“Fuck,” Eddie mumbles out. His mind imagines Steve kissing him all sweet in his outfit. If he is gonna be at the show tonight Eddie NEEDS to make sure he looks fucking hot.
“What shoes are you gonna wear, god please not those worn out black converse..” Steve slaps her playfully at the comment. “No! I bought pink and black boots, they are really cute actually.” Robin laughs softly at the thought of Steve in high boots.
“Alright, alright , well let’s start heading home so we can try and sneak onto the floor. Maybe even get barricaded!” Eddie quickly shuffles near one of the other stores so they don’t see him weirdly standing at the front area where they are.
He decides that he needs to see Steve at the barricade. He texts his manager asking if he could get floor tickets for them, for any pretty boy with brown and pink hair with pink boots walk in. He manages to arrange it and sighs in slight success. He decides to keep looking around, at vinyls and pants. He doesn’t buy anything but just wants to take his mind off Steve.
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It’s 30 minutes till he and Robin leave and 3 hours before the show starts. He has on a baby pink vest with black lacy pants on, he has on pink and black accessories. On the bottom of his pink vest in a small black script it says ‘Bad boys go to hell, Good boys go backstage.’ He has a little bit of pink ribbon on his hip, the back tied with a bow. To top it off he has pink and black boots, tied into 3 bows.
He heads over to his mirror and applies his black eyeliner. He puts on more mascara and fixes his mauve lip gloss. He looks at himself in the mirror and smiles. Fuck he looks good. He shifts a little uncomfortable from the small pink plug he has in.
He has been so nervous yet so amped up to be able to go to a corroded coffin concert. Even if he has tickets that are pretty far, he is so fucking excited. The place they are performing at is not really a huge place but still pretty big.
He walks over to his mirror and looks at himself from the side. He turns around and turns his head so he can see his ass. His ass looks really plump, like bigger than usual? He takes a picture of himself and posts it on his instagram story, he tags Eddie Munson for shits and giggles guessing he isn’t gonna see it.
He walks over to his dresser, multiple things spread out messily. Mostly jewellery, a gum stick, a brush, and his pink ribbon oh, and his bedazzled poppers bottle. He bought it in case for any after concert, the word Rush is bedazzled in pink rhinestones. He puts on his jewellery hastily and grabs his black leather handbag. Inside his bag he has poppers, condoms, lipgloss, his wallet and hand sanitizer.
“Fuck, Robin!” He remembers he has to pick up Robin. He grabs his car keys and gets in his car. He looks up and sees it's getting darker. Fuck, he knows she is pissed. He drives over to her house fast, when he finally makes it he is sweating a little. His hair a little tousled, he sees Robin waiting and all of a sudden he hears, ding!
He looks at his phone and sees it's an instagram notification, he thinks it's probably just someone liking his story. He looks at it and sees who it is. He almost passes out even. He screams and he hears Robin approach the car quickly. “Steve what happened?!”
It’s there, Eddie Munson responded to HIS story with hearts. “I tagged Eddie for shits and giggles on my story with my outfit and, and he fucking sent ME hearts?!?!”
“Wait, no fucking way? That's crazy, oh my god!” She yells from outside his window.
“Come in, we need to go so we can actually get good merch!!”
Before he and Robin leave he responds to Rddie saying ‘Oh my god im going to your show tonight I LOVEEE you and your music!!! Would love to see you backstage.. loll!’
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It’s 2 hours and 30 minutes till the show starts, Eddie is pacing around his dressing room. He is texting his manager, Nancy. He is asking her for advice on how he could look better tonight.
All of a sudden he hears, ding! “Oh my fucking god if this is Jeff.” He turns pink seeing a notification from ‘$teveiscorrod3d’. He quickly opens it and reads ‘Oh my god im going to your show tonight I LOVEEE you and your music!!! Would love to see you backstage.. loll!’
God, how does he sound so sweet through text? That pretty boy, his pink and brown locs, soft skin, gorgeous eyes, his ass. He can’t wait to see him, a boy he barely knows. He is gorgeous though. His outfit in his story? Hot as fuck, he had not been able to stop moving since he has gotten to the arena.
He has to head to start prepping, with mic testing and going over lyrics. He has about thirty minutes to get his outfit ready and to do his hair. He insisted on doing his own hair, he is very picky on who does it. He also picks and chooses who touches his hair. He had a choice to get another hair stylist but after seeing Steve today he HAS to make sure he looks amazing.
He hears his manager call him, Nancy. He answers a bit on edge “Nancy what happened?” “Eddie, why did you need floor tickets? Those weren’t easy to get. Also I had to go out of my way and make sure that those tickets go to the boy you want them to. Who is he?”
His breath hitches before he answers, “He is a huge fan! I just wanted him to have a great view from being such an amazing fan. Can I send you a picture of him and can you have someone from the arena give them to him? I just wanna be sure they go to HIM.” He sends her a screenshot of his story. He hears Nancy on the other end of the line breathing out.
“I.. Fine! You owe me Eddie okay, I really shouldn’t do this but you're lucky. I put up with too much from you, have a great show. Just.. I will call you tomorrow. Steve or whatever his name I hope also has a great fucking time. I need to talk to you about interviews for magazines coming up.”
“No problem, I have to go get ready for the show, call you tomorrow!” Eddie says hurriedly. He heads over to his vanity in his small private room. He grabs his hair products and runs them through his hair. Once he’s done he has to go get changed and do small prep for the show.
He heads to the dressing room and picks out black ripped jeans, red chunky leather boots, a dark red t-shirt with designs on it, a black bomber jacket and fingerless gloves to top off the look.
He walks over to a mini jewellery box all his chunky, rings, necklaces, and some bracelets. He hears Gareth barge into the room babbling about he can't find something and Eddie lets out an exasperated sigh.
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“Finally you’ve calmed down!” Robin exclaims at Steve, him freaking out from Eddie texting him. Steve sends her a glare and puts up the middle finger. He grabs his bag and his phone and steps out the car. He shivers slightly at the chilly autumn air, his pants and boots not doing him much help.
He looks at the arena and can’t help but smile, he has been so excited for his day. Prepared and obsessed with Eddie fucking Munson. He keeps walking while Robin is on her phone smiling and blushing. “What's so funny Robs?”
“Nothing!” Steve walks over closer to her and looks over at her screen. She doesn’t even see him for a second from being so absorbed. Chrissy he raises an eyebrow “Ooo who’s Chrissy huh?” She looks up and widens her eyes and pushes him mildly hard. “Nothing!!” She says, the darkening afternoon hiding the red tint on her face.
By the time they make it inside they look at the merch lines and they are shocked. “This is fucking insanity?!” Robin says breaking the shared shocked silence between them. How are we even gonna make it to the front, on top of that but they have the heat turned all the way up.
They shake their heads and head for what they think the shortest line is. While in line, moving slowly but surely. A male worker, Ted, comes up to Steve and greets him. “Hi!” The worker looks down at his phone and looks back up at Steve. “Yep that's you for sure, uh Steve?”
“I- Uhm yes thats me, sorry who are you?” The worker lets out a chuckle.
“Well I hope you are happy, you now have floor tickets. Mr. Munson sent them for you, have a great show!” He says in a lowered voice being somewhat discreet. He hands them black wristbands and just like that, he just walks away like Steve isn’t freaking the fuck out.
Robin snaps her head to Steve so quickly it looks like it hurts. “Steve what, the, FUCK?!” She says it so loud that other workers and people around them in the very enclosed line give them weird looks. “I-I don’t even know I messaged him back saying something about backstage passes on instagram but this is fucking crazy??”
“Did your instagram picture have fucking witchcraft programmed in?!” Steve snorts and slaps her arm.
“I-I literally have no fucking words..” He starts tearing up like a big baby. “I love this fucking band so much and Eddie so much!”
“Steve, hey uh, calm down buddy. Let’s save those tears for later okay? We are about to get fucking fired up!! Once we get out this line we can go to the bar and get a drink or two. Then we can ruin our voices,” She says laughing softly at the end.
Another 30 minutes go by and they finally buy their merch. Steve bought a vinyl record, 2 shirts, a hoodie and a poster. Meanwhile Robin only bought a shirt and a poster.
They head over to the bar area and get drinks while talking about how stupid lucky they got. They finally get to the floor and everyone is somewhat apart yet close. Him and Robin sip on their drinks while enjoying their opener, “Robin imagine he fucking see’s, ME? Like, this is genuinely crazy?!” He says a bit tipsy, he makes a big arm gesture making him spill his drink a little.
The opener closes their act and in 20 minutes Corroded Coffin is gonna come out, they usually open with one of Steve’s favourite songs Flash Mountain. It is a collaboration with another band named Djo, Steve thinks? Those twenty minutes go by painfully slow and filled with a sense of adrenaline.
Fifteen minutes go by and the arena darkens, screams fill the area and flashing lights come on. The instrumentals start playing extremely loud, and they stop abruptly and then there he was, Eddie Munson smiling and running on stage.
Steve screams so loud and starts tearing up a little, for a second he thinks about how Eddie is scanning almost everyone in the crowd up and down for a couple seconds. While he is screaming and crying a little he makes eye contact with him and Eddie waves at him and smiles wider like a cheshire cat.
He eventually runs around the stage while other members come out. He keeps screaming as all the others come out, he is a bit of a mess at this point.
Finally he starts singing, Your on your own flash mountain is getting you up thats right. Your on your own, flash mountain is getting you up thats right. You’re on your own, flash mountain is getting you up thats right. Your on your own flash mountain is getting you up thats right. I said flash mountain is getting you up thats right! I said flash mountain is getting you up thats right!
He stars dancing and jumping while going along with the instrumental.
He stars smiling a bit seductively and mischievous like, i don’t want it. I don’t need it. Better off without it, I wont use it. Hah! I’ll abuse it.
He looks over at Steve in his eyes and smiles. Flash Floods, baby, cmon get on up! Lets rock.
He dances along and nods with the songs instrumentals before switching songs.
“Chicagoo!! How are we feeling tonight?!” The arena fills with screams. “Alright, Alright. As we know according to our set list our next song was gonna be our song Escape. But tonight we have a special unreleased song!” Before he can go on everyone screams again including Steve, one of the loudest people in his section.
“Well you see.. this isnt our regular types of songs but we made this just for shits and giggles kind of. Hope you like it, its called Change. Somewhat intense instrumentals start playing and Eddie starts singing. In a conversation but my mind is out the back door.
Watching this unfold like I am floating right above it. Jake is on his phone, and I'll admit that I don't love it
I just said that when my friends moved here, I'd interact more
Who am I to judge? I just detach, that might be harder
Harder not to tell you, man, what's really going on. In a conversation and I'm looking right down on it.
Then you pull my body back and whisper in my ear.
He locks eyes with Steve again, as if he is singing just for him.
"It's easy to see it all with you"
Something's happening to me, a passing glance, I see, In your eyes, the man that I could be!
Change, for a minute in the sunlight, Change, at mention of the conflict. I change, when the jacket doesn't fit right. Change, when you know it isn't perfect.
The music stop and Eddie smiles softly at the crowd, “That was a snippet! Hope you liked it may the show go on.” The music transitions to one of their other songs Hellfire.
Throughout the concert in various moments Steve could swear Eddie has stared at him multiple times and smiled. Eddie mid show makes eye contact with Steve. His jacket off and his eyes hooded while he plays his guitar. He takes off his shirt keeping eye contact, staring at him.
Thankful for the dark arena to cover Steves heated and flustered face, in the chilly place. Steve turns red and screams with others at Eddie taking off his shirt. He throws it over his shoulder and continues playing the guitar.
Two hours go by and the show finishes, that was it. Steve still feels so alive, high off adrenaline and excitement. His phone low on battery, a bit disheveled, voice gone and filled with pure happiness. He turns over to Robin, who on the other hand is exhausted.
“That was really fucking amazing Robs.” Robin looks over at him and smiles softly while nodding her head. “It really was, I might call an uber home so you don’t have to drive me home so you can just go straight home. Im gonna start leaving okay? Text me when you’re home.” She hugs him and starts making her way out.
Steve follows behind a couple minutes later and when he is outside he heads to the small and quiet area where he parked, somewhere behind the arena. He decides to take a minute and rest against the wall of the arena from his feet aching from his high heeled boots.
He rests his eyes for a minute and hears someone’s voice. They chuckle softly and when he opens his eyes he see’s its Eddie Munson. “You okay there?” Steve’s eyes widen and he nods vigorously. “I- Your Eddie Munson?! Sorry, yeah i’m okay my feet hurt a bit.” He laughs at the comment and smiles at him. “Im pretty sure i saw you a couple times tonight, your Steve right?”
Steve short circuits for a second “Y-Yeah I am how did you know?” It clicks to him, the dms. “Your story sweetheart, enjoyed the floor seats?” Steve turns extremely red at the nickname before he could respond he starts to speak again. “Saw your story and thought I need to see a gorgeous boy like you even closer.” He walks over with long strides and sits down next to Steve.
“You were amazing tonight I really love your music since I was a young teen. Seeing you tonight and up close like that was amazing! And the song change really spoke to me. Your music really did heal me. Sorry I’m talking too muc-“ Before he could finish he looks over at Eddie whose eyes are glinting and sparkling in the dark sky, his hair is slightly moving from the nightly breeze.
He smiles at Steve and shakes his head. “Your good sweetheart, I am really glad you enjoyed it. I love hearing about how happy people get to see me and my band.” They both sit in silence and exchange looks and start laughing a little, the night time sound of cars driving and people talking.
“Hey so I was gonna go back inside to go backstage? We have some merch and a calm little room, you can meet the band! It would be great to talk to you Stevie.”
“Wait you’re being serious?” Eddie nods and gets up brushing bits of dirt off his pants. “What do you say?” Steve nods and gets up grinning, “Yeah, Yeah of course!” Eddie starts walking back inside with him and they make it backstage and into one of the members only room. As soon as he walks in the laughter of the men in the room die down a little. He see’s Gareth, Jeff, and Chris.
“Hey guys this Steve, Steve you probably already know all of the guys. So this is my new friend he is a huge fan so lets give him a warm hi!” All the members smile and say hi, Gareth being the first one. “Hi! Im Gareth i’m sure you know that, how did you and Eddie meet?”
“We met just now in fact, he invited me backstage which I am so grateful. You all did amazing tonight!” Eddie grabs him softly by the arm and lead him to a leather couch across where the rest of the guys are. He then grabs a bottle of champagne and pours him and Steve a glass.
“Well.. unfortunately Eds we decided we wanted to head out to go get pizza from a shop a couple blocks away. So we might call it a night after that. But I hope you and Steve have fun bye guys!” Gareth and the others start to head out the room.
The silence fills the atmosphere and Eddie breaks it, “So Steve where you from, Chicago?” Steve nods and says “Yeah I used to live in Hawkins till a couple years ago, but when I cam to Chicago it felt like my home.”
“Thats amazing, I also used to live in Hawkins! But that was years ago.. I later on moved to New York with my band and we kept rising.” Steve nods and smiles.
Steve then puts his feet up on the couch adjusting himself. Eddie takes both of his legs and puts them on his lap, he keeps eye contact with a very red Steve. “I- I sorry!” Before he can take his feet off the older mans lap he interrupts him. “Let me massage your feet sweetheart.” He says in a deep and somewhat raspy tone. Steve looks dumbfounded and just nods in agreement.
“Yeah uh okay..” Eddie unties his pink boots and takes them off. He then starts to rub both feet and they sit in silence once again. This goes on for 20 minutes and Steve finally says something. “Uhm sir? Why are you doing this.. I mean you barely know me!” Eddie chuckles and looks over at Steve, “Sweetheart i’m doing this because a boy like you deserves to be comfortable.”
He takes one of Steves legs and kisses his ankle. “Stevie how old are you?” Steve stammers out, “21” Eddies eyes widen a bit, “Wait really? Im sorry you’re like a kid. Are you comfortable?”
“Yes! I mean uhm, it’s okay sir. I feel comfortable trust me!” Eddie nods in agreement and smiles, “Alright i’m all done you feel better sweetheart?” Steve nods and moves his legs down and he sits closer to Eddie. They both make eye contact in the slightly dimmed room and Eddie moves his hand to Steves.
He grabs Steves chin, “May I?” Steve nods quickly before him and Eddie’s lips meet. They both moan into kiss, Steves hands move to Eddie’s shoulder and breaks the kiss. Panting softly he gets pulled onto Eddie’s lap and they kiss once again. Eddie’s hands roam around Steves body, he gently squeezes Steves ass. The gesture makes Steve moan softly.
Steve looks up at Eddie breaking the kiss once again, “I have a hotel room with a king sized bed if you wanted to continue there?” Steve laughs at Eddies gentle and awkward statement. He nods and says “Yeah, if thats okay with you.” While he tries to talk Eddie is gently kissing his neck and jawline. “So fucking pretty with all these moles and freckles, how did I get so lucky?”
Steve lets out a gasp and moans softly “S-Sir.. please.” “We have to go or i’m gonna have to make the workers clean up an interesting mess. Come let’s go.” Eddie gets up and takes Steves shoes and lifts Steve off the couch carrying him. Steves head is resting on his shoulder and his legs wrapped around his torso with his long fingers placed on his ass.
He heads out of the room glaring at anyone else who looks at him and Steve. They make it outside feeling the breezy nighttime Chicago wind. Eddie walks for about five minutes before making it to a strangely familiar black BMW. Eddie opens up the passenger door and places Steve down. He walks over to his side and gets in.
Steve picks the music from his playlist and a Charli Xcx song is first, talk talk.
“You okay there sweetheart you seem a bit flustered?” Steve looks over at Eddie with eyes slightly wide. “Yeah just taking it all in.. You’re really fucking hot you know that right?” Eddie lets out a cackle at the comment. “Is that so? Well you’re a greek god so I guess it’s a win.”
Eddie starts driving with his hand on Steves thigh, squeezing every couple minutes. Focused on the road and face stern. Steve gets a boost of confidence and places Eddies hand closer to Steves crotch. Eddie gives him a quick glance and he starts speeding a little. “Fuck, Sweetheart you don’t know what you’re doing to me. Guess I have to show you when we get there.”
Steve giggles and teases Eddie by grinding a little on his hand. “Stop it, you’re gonna make me pull over and punish you.” Steve turns hot at the idea and stops. Five minutes go by and they finally arrive at a luxurious hotel. As soon as Steve tries to open his own door Eddie slams it closed and opens it for him and carries him, leaving his boots in the car. He grabs his bag hastily before Eddie can close the door.
He gets carried out and he carries him into the hotel lobby with people looking at them. Low murmuring at probably the view of Eddie holding someone. They make it up to Eddies room and he pushes his way into his door and kicks it close with his feet. He brings Steve to a cozy and dimmed room with a beautiful view of Chicago, a bit messy with clothes slightly scattered. He throws Steve on the bed and takes his jacket off.
He climbs between Steves legs and he pulls down his black lacy pants halfway. Once he pulls them down he is astonished at the gorgeous lingerie he is wearing under. Oh fuck, the mall how could he forget? “Sweetheart.. you wore this just for me?” Steve nods while he grows hotter and his cock becomes harder.
“Tch.. poor thing, all hard.” Eddie removes Steves pants all the way. He then takes off his shirt, revealing his slightly glistening and tattooed chest. Steve whines and ruts against the bed sheets. “Sir please, fuck me already!”
“You fucking brat I will keep teasing you if I want to okay? Now be a good boy and stay all pliant and sweet.” Steve nods and moans softly, Eddies hands move up onto his pink vest. “Really? Bad boys go to hell, good boys go backstage? Fuckin adorable, and the ribbon makes you look like a present just for me.” He unties Steves ribbon and bites at his thigh.
“Shut up.. Ya know I wasnt expecting to fuck the Eddie Munson today. I was expecting to go home right after with a slight chance of getting laid by some random dude. Oh! Hah! You should look in my bag, we could use something in there..” Eddie grabs Steves pink bag and he scans the bag and his eyes land on the bedazzled bottle of poppers, Rush.
“Fuck, you have poppers baby boy?” Steve smiles at him, “Yes sir.” Eddie groans at the nickname and kisses his pink socks with bows. He trails the kisses to his inner thighs, “Perfect boy.” He sits back up and looks at Steve with hooded eyes.
“I need to ruin you, i’m not gentle sweetheart you think you can handle it?”
“Y-Yes sir..”
Eddie takes his shirt off and starts unbuckling his jeans. He pulls his pants down leaving him in boxers and Steve whimpers at the bulge. His heavy cock leaking, twitching from the cool air in the room. Steve stares at his dick not noticing Eddie grinning at him. Eddie forcefully yanks the rest of Steves pants off his ankles and hastily grabs lube from his side drawer.
“Sweetheart are you clean?”
“Mhm! I only fucked girls sir..” “Don’t fucking mention that you hear me?” Steve whimpers again pathetically and nods. He see’s Eddie take off his rings and set them aside. Eddie climbs back on the bed and onto Steve, he gives him a peck on his lips. Steve moans and looks up at Eddie with big round eyes
“You look so pretty and pathethic for me. It makes me want to do vile things to a sweet boy like you.” Before Steve could react to the hot comment Eddie yanks off his underwear and glares at Steve. His eyes land on the baby pink plug stretching him open.
“You whore.” Steve whines softly at the comment “Do you like it..?” Eddie hums in approval and harshly yanks the plug out. Steve yelps and moans from the emptiness. Eddie pours the lube on Steves hole and he hisses from the cold feeling. Eddie pushes in two fingers and smirks while looking at Steve trying to adjust around his fingers.
“Sir please it’s too much.” Eddie gives him a stern look and covers his mouth with one hand and moves his fingers faster. Steve lets out muffled moans and groans of ecstasy. He pushes in another finger and Steve yells and lets out muffled curses.
Each minute of this feels like an eternity to Steve but finally he pulls out his fingers and pulls down his boxers. Steve stares at his cock, twitching, long and thick with an angry red tip. Eddie takes his hand off Steves mouth and as soon as he does Steve says “Itsnotgonnafit!” Eddie chuckles at the comment and fully takes off his boxers.
“Sir.. please it’s too big.” Eddie grabs Steve’s poppers and opens them. He brings it to under Steve’s nose, “Shut up and use your poppers baby.” Steve inhales them in and it makes him feel floaty and dizzy. Eddie lines up his cock with Steves entrance, he pushes in the tip. The tip pops in and Steve is floating and moans loudly.
“O-oh.. Daddy please. Be gentl-“ He gets muffled by Eddie giving Steve a peck. Trailing it down from his mouth to his chin and neck. “You’re gorgeous.” He sucks on Steves neck and bites.
Eddie pushes in with one deep thrust and groans loudly. “Fuck! You’re so warm and tight god.” Hot tears bubble over and Steve starts crying from the overwhelming feeling. “Nonononooo oh fuck! Deeper? Daddy please, need your cum in me.” Steve grinds himself deeper onto Eddies cock and moans. His mind starts becoming fuzzy and he short circuits. His eyes roll to the back of his head and drool drips a little on his pillow.
Eddie pulls his hair back so he can face up to look at Eddie. Eddie smiles evilly and he leans down to kiss him. “Such a good boy. Your lucky I wanna be kind to you today. Next time I will not be this gentle” Steve cannot manage to get out a response. All he can do is moan loudly and cry from the hot cock reaming his insides.
Eddie keeps eye contact and spits on the younger boys face. “Harder..”
“What? I didn’t hear you, speak up love.”
“I said fuck me harder!! Hoooly fuck?!” Before he could finish his sentence Eddie pounds into him harder and chuckles. He pushes his head down forcefully into the pillow and reaches a spot so deep it makes Steve scream into the pillow.
Steve tries to scramble away from the hot cock bruising his insides. He starts crying and Eddie grabs the thrown aside poppers again and pushes Steve nose into it. Steve moans and his eyes roll back. “Cant even think huh? I mean you always seemed like a fucking ditz anyways. Getting railed by a man what? Ten years older than you?”
Steve nods slowly qnd corrects him. “Thirteen sir..” Eddie throws his head back and laughs, “Fucking whore.” He feels Steve and his hole starting to cling onto Eddies cock. He slaps Steves ass extremely hard and feels the bounce of his thick ass meat against his hand.
“This perfect fat ass made for me. My biggest fanboy, I should make sure you’re here to every single one of my concerts.” Steve nods vigorously and instead of saying words he can only let out a choked sob.
He squeezes onto Steves ass and goes faster, his balls are throbbing and he is grunting. Within seconds he spills a hot load into the younger boy. Steve is in a state of ecstasy, he has fat tears rolling down his flushed cheeks. He is grinding against Eddies cock pushing him in as deep as humanly possible. Instead of giving Eddie a break he keeps fucking himself on Eddies dick, his hole is messy with long drips of cum leaking out.
He is crying from how hard Eddie is inside of his virgin hole. It hurts so bad and he is immense pain but he cant help himself from the intense pleasure that goes along with the pain. Steve grabs the poppers and inhales them from his nose again and smiles dumbly from how far away his brain is. He feels like a dumb whore and its making him floaty.
Eddie is just letting the younger boy go wild on his cock and he lays down while slapping the boys ass. “It’s like a pussy, fuck. You feel so warm and tight i’m gonna make sure to keep your hole blowing kisses for me every night. You hear me?” Steve turns his head hazily and looks at Eddie with his eyes blown out and his face red. His lips are a bit swollen from him biting on them and his eyes are hooded from the floaty feeling.
“I said can you hear me? Tch. Its okay my
love, no need to think right now. I know thinking too hard might hurt your stupid brain.” Just like that, with those words Steve let out a loud cry and came. His body is shaking slightly and he is lying down, he is breathing erratically and looking up at Eddie with huge eyes.
“Come here my love,” he scoops Steve up softly and cradles him. His back is against the headboard and he is rubbing circles around Steves leg. He gives him soft kisses on his neck and rests his head on the younger boys shoulder.
“You looked so gorgeous tonight. I saw you earlier hon, looked like my prince.”
He see’s Steves eyes grow heavy. Steve falls asleep and he admires him for about ten minutes and starts cleaning up. He goes to the bathroom to grab a wet cloth and starts wiping himself down and then he starts cleaning Steve.
He cleans him and he smiles at the boy beneath him. Smiling from the fact that he knows this is such a significant moment in this boys life and he feels so infatuated towards him already. He kisses him in the lips and Steve wakes up.
“Eddie..? W-what happened.” Eddie chuckles and lays down beside him. Steve faces the huge window with the view of Chicago. “You practically fucked yourself stupid on my dick sweetheart.” Steve snaps his head towards Eddie and turns red.
“Oh, yeah. Sorry?” He giggles and that makes Eddie laugh again. “Oh don’t be sorry I loved it. Never came harder to be honest holy shit.”
“I would have never expected my day to end with fucking my celebrity crush. That is a really fucking hot rockstar! Also i feel so sore.. I cant even remember a thing. All i remember is how dizzy I was.”
“You are.. a completely different beast when you are in that state. I liked it, I wanna be the only one to see you in that state.” When he looks back at Steve he see’s he is sleeping.
“It was very much worth the wait to see you baby boy.”