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release-the-mccracken · 9 months ago

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Some Bob x Brian for the soul

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Established relationship, oral sex, come swallowing.

Words: 1,187

“It’s okay to be nervous. Everyone is the first couple of times,” Brian mused, leaning against the wall. It was a grimy brick wall that hurt his back as he pressed into it, but he couldn’t expect much more from the back alley of a music venue.

Smoke billowed between himself and Bob as they smoked together, sharing the last cigarette in Brian’s pack and he mentally kicked himself for not being better prepared. He’d been so caught up with everything else that he hadn’t remembered to restock on his own things. Despite it being his last one, he still shared it with Bob.

“I don’t think they feel this level of nervous,” Bob muttered back to him. He took another drag of the cigarette and Brian watched him.

He was sure Bob had smoked most of it so far, but he couldn’t bring himself to care. He’d already given so much for this band, what was a single cigarette in the grand scheme of it all?

“I just keep worrying about fucking up. I’m gonna ruin it, Brian. I know I am,” Bob explained himself further and Brian felt grateful that he was comfortable opening up to him. He was usually so quiet, always keeping to himself, and he still was to an extent. But he was also being vulnerable now. “I really need this to go well,” He breathed, handing the cigarette back to Brian finally.

“Things are going to go perfectly, I know they are. You trust me, right?” Brian finished off the cigarette, putting it out against the brick wall and holding onto it until he could find somewhere to dispose of it. Bob nodded at the words, although he looked at him a bit skeptically.

Bob reminded him of an animal, he thought. One that was anxious around humans and getting ready to run off at the first opportunity, although still creeping closer to them. It made Brian smile and he turned towards the other man.

“Good then trust me here. You’re going to kill it, baby. Come find me after, okay?” Brian still smiled up at Bob, grinning brighter when the other blushed a bit at the affectionate name. Bob nodded again, though.

Brian leaned enough to give him a quick kiss. They didn’t have much time before the show was meant to start and their privacy level was questionable at best. He’d make up for it later.

***

“How are you feeling now?” Brian grinned at Bob as soon as they were alone in his room. The show had gone just as well as Brian had expected it to and Bob himself seemed a lot more comfortable now. He’d really gotten into it as the night went on, losing the majority of his nerves and just enjoying himself.

“Really good,” Bob grinned right back at him. It was his turn to go in for a kiss this time, feeling confident. It wasn’t as fast or as reserved as it had to be earlier. They both had time to savor it, staying close to one another.

“You did so great,” Brian praised, breaking away just long enough to tell him that before kissing Bob again. Bob’s hands found his waist, a bit sore from drumming all night, but still clinging tightly to him. Brian’s own held onto Bob’s face, tilting his head at whatever angle worked best.

They were both breathless when they finally pulled away.

Brian’s hands caught Bob’s belt easily, fingers trembling a bit as he undid it. He knew this likely wasn’t a good idea. A lot could go wrong if he was sleeping with any of the band members he managed and that fragility felt doubled when it came to Bob. They both had concerns and yet, neither of them stopped the situation.

Brian felt as though he was snowball rolling down a hill, building up size and speed with no sign of stopping until he inevitably crashed head-first into something solid. He’d fall apart the second he did, but for now, there was nothing even slowing him down.

“I’m glad you were there,” Bob said, breaking him free from his thoughts. Brian’s hands shoved his jeans down the best he could, boxers following quickly after.

“I’ll always be there,” Brian promised him, sinking down to his knees and he smiled when he heard Bob let out a breath above him. He thought it was likely Bob was entirely new to this. Brian himself had a bit more experience, but he was still excited to try everything with Bob for the first time.

He didn’t try to push himself too much, just taking what he was comfortable with. He knew he didn’t have to try and impress Bob, the other wasn’t going anywhere. They were pretty stuck together by now and that was a comforting feeling.

Bob sighed gently when Brian’s lips first wrapped around him, one hand moving down to hold onto the back of his head. He didn’t push or pull at Brian, he just held onto him. Bob’s hand was a solid warmth that kept him grounded and he let his mind run wild with where else Bob might hold him. All in good time, he promised himself.

It didn’t last a remarkable amount of time. Honestly, Brian hadn’t really expected it to. Bob was already pumped full of adrenaline that still hadn’t worn off yet and likely wasn’t the most experienced when it came to this. And Brian didn’t like to brag, but he’d never gotten any complaints about his head ability.

Bob had warned him that he was close before he got there and Brian smiled around him. He was a gentleman. He hadn’t bothered pulling away from Bob when he was warned, deciding he would swallow for him. It wasn’t something he minded a terrible amount and especially not when it came to the drummer.

It had only taken a handful of bobs of his head after the warning before Bob was coming. The first spurt hit the back of his throat hard, catching him off guard. He stopped moving entirely when he realized Bob was coming, just holding him there and doing his best to swallow around him without embarrassing himself. It wasn’t an easy task after all, but he powered forward.

The feeling of come sticking to the back of his throat felt like mucus getting caught there when he was sick and he barely fought the urge to gag. But he managed it, thankfully. He swallowed thickly around it and it went down, though. Bob’s hand had eased off his head, letting him pull off and wipe his mouth with the back of his own hand. A gross taste clung to the back of his tongue, but it was a small price to pay.

He’d do it every night for the rest of their lives if he could.

“You did so great,” Bob grinned down at him, parroting Brian’s own words from earlier right back at him. Brian rolled his eyes playfully, but still accepted the hand up when Bob reached down to help him back to his feet.

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