Jaime lingered in the Fuentes' room for a little bit after Tony went back into their room. He watched as their omegle truth or dare video was uploaded to their YouTube account and listened to Mike and Vic bicker. The younger brother was still upset about Vic saying that he'd kill Mike when a fan asked him out of the remaining members, who would he fuck, marry, and kill. Of course, Jaime wasn't too thrilled he said he'd marry Tony.

Jaime shook that out of his mind. There was no use in thinking like that, especially since Tony had some pretty strong feelings for him. He didn't want to get the guy's hopes up only to crush them again.

"I've heard enough of this," Jaime said, standing up. "You two can continue your little argument. I'm going to bed. Peace."

"Night Himes," Vic said before being pulled back into his sibling fight.

Jaime shook his head with a small laugh as he entered his room. The first thing he noticed was a trail of clothes leading to the bathroom. Tony.

Jaime curiously followed the trail leading to the open bathroom. Inside, he saw a pretty naked Tony jacking off faster than Jaime thought was humanly possible.

"Are you trying to burn your dick off?" Jaime joked, acting like there was nothing weird about standing in the door way watching your friend masturbate.

Tony's hand stopped moving. He took deep heavy breaths as he looked at Jaime. He wore black skinnies that made his ass look great, a long sleeved white shirt that conformed to his body, and a dark gray beanie on top of his head. Tony thought about how great Jaime looked, especially in a beanie. He couldn't stop looking at the guy. His eyes kept going over him, studying his features. As great as everything was, Tony kept glancing at Jaime's lips. What he wouldn't give to taste them again.

"It's all your fault," Tony said, gripping the sink for support.

"What's my fault?" Jaime asked. Tony motioned to his dick and Jaime formed an 'oh' shape with his mouth. Then he added, "are you sure it's just my fault? I remember you having to give Mike a lap dance. And he licked your chest. And then you had to kiss him."

"Like hell any of this was caused by Mike." Tony spat, looking Jaime in the chest. "You know damn well that this is your fault. That every time I'm horny, it's your fault."

"No I don't!" Jaime exclaimed. "I don't know if you're attracted to Mike or some blonde slut like you usually are. Just because you want me doesn't mean anyone else can't get your dick excited."

"First of all, I don't date slu..." Tony started but trailed off. Then, he smirked. "You're jealous."

"Why the hell would be jealous?" Jaime asked.

"Because Mike was right and you want a piece of my ass," Tony's smirk grew even wider.

Jaime rolled his eyes at Tony. "Tony, be serious. Do you really think I would actually be jealous?"

Tony looked at him and started to laugh. "You're so jealous."

"I am not," Jaime insisted.

Tony's laughs died down and he smiled at Jaime. "It's okay," Tony said, smirking, "you're really hot when you're jealous. Actually, you're just really hot."

Jaime felt a blush creep up on his cheeks. He was going to say something but Tony's grip on the sink suddenly tightened and he groaned. Jaime rushed to Tony, slinging his arm under the guy's chest to make sure he didn't fall. "Are you okay?" He asked, voice full of worry.

"I'm fine," Tony replied, holding onto Jaime's waist with one hand and burying his face into Jaime's neck. "I just can't take this anymore."

"Can't take what?" Jaime asked, looking down at Tony's naked body. Then realization dawned upon his face as he saw Tony's hand moving furiously back and forth on his dick. "Oh," Jaime said, finding that breathing had suddenly become hard to do.

"Jaime, " Tony moaned. "Help me."

"Wh-what?" Jaime stammered.

"You don't have to do anything you don't want to," Tony said. "Just touch me. Touch me anywhere you want. I just... I need to feel your hands on me."

Jaime slowly placed his hands on Tony's hips. Was he supposed to stand there holding Tony like this until he was done? That is what he asked for. Just to feel Jaime's hands on him. But Jaime felt like he had to do something more. He was to blame for Tony being like this after all.

Jaime trailed his hands up Tony's sides and onto his chest. Tony kissed the crook of his neck so Jaime assumed that Tony liked it when his hands roamed his body. Taking a chance, Jaime bit his lip and tangled his fingers into Tony's hair, holding his head in place. Jaime let his other hand fall back down, taking a hold of his waist.

"Jaime," Tony gasped when he felt the bassist's hand venture to his ass.

Jaime squeezed a little tighter, hoping to hear his name uttered from Tony's lips again. Tony didn't make any noise. He just gently bit Jaime's collarbone. Jaime sighed, finding that equally rewarding.

Tony really does want me, Jaime thought. And if Tony wanted him, then did that mean that he wanted...

Jaime felt Tony tense up as his fingers slipped in between his butt cheeks. He froze, momentarily wondering if he had crossed the line. But Tony didn't complain and within moments, he relaxed. Jaime took that as a good sign and rubbed around Tony's entrance.

"My God Jaime," Tony said between shaky breaths.

"You like this?" Jaime asked although he already knew the answer.

"Y-yes," Tony replied.

Jaime stopped his finger and asked, "You want more?"

"Yes."

"Beg me," Jaime demanded.

Tony bit Jaime's collarbone, not caring to be the least bit gentle. With flesh between his teeth, Tony growled, "I'm not begging. Now put your fingers in me or I'll put something else in you."

Jaime gasped, surprised at how sexually intimidating Tony was even in his vulnerable state. It was pretty clear that he the dominant one in the bedroom. And Jaime kind of liked that.

"Jaime," Tony threateningly growled into Jaime's skin. "Do it."

Jaime shoved a finger inside of Tony, not bothering with lube or being careful. Jaime had the feeling that Tony would like it rough. And the way Tony grunted as Jaime's fingers slipped in and out of him proved Jaime right.

Jaime slipped another finger in Tony's ass and watched. It was weird to see his fingers disappear into Tony's ass. It almost felt like he was fingering a girl for the first time. Except Tony was tighter and he could see Tony pumping his cock.

"Jaime," Tony moaned. "I'm close."

Jaime put another finger in Tony and moved faster, making Tony's breaths and moaning even more uneven than it was. He couldn’t move his eyes away from Tony’s body. He couldn’t stop watching his fingers bury themselves into Tony or stop watching Tony pleasure himself.

Jaime wanted to see Tony come. No. He wanted to make Tony come.

“Don’t hold back,” Jaime whispered. “Come.”

Tony smiled against Jaime’s neck, knowing that Jaime wanted this. He thought about holding back as long as he could but thought better of it. He wanted this too after all.

“Jaime!” Tony called out as he exploded onto Jaime.

Jaime waited until Tony’s body stilled before he pulled his fingers out. Then he wrapped his arms lightly around Tony’s waist as he waited for his breathing to calm. When it did, Tony pulled away, smiling.

“Sorry,” Tony apologized, still smiling.

“Oh,” Jaime replied, suddenly embarrassed by what had just take place. “It’s cool. I think.”

“No,” Tony laughed. “I got my jizz all over your pants.”

Jaime looked down to see the white liquid contrasting against his black pants. “Oh. It’s cool.”

“No,” Tony objected. “I got it.”

Jaime stood there, watching Tony. When Tony didn’t get any toilet paper or something to wipe it off, Jaime was confused. But as he watched Tony get on his knees and felt the tickling on his thigh, it all made sense.

“Holy shit,” Jaime gasped, gripping the sink like Tony had.

Tony chuckled at his tongue moved farther up Jaime’s thigh. Jaime watched, fascinated at this. He wasn’t sure if he was more turned on by Tony’s tongue or Tony swallowing his cum.

Tony reached Jaime’s upper thigh, finishing the last of it. Jaime felt disappointed knowing that Tony was going to pull away any second now.

But Tony wasn’t done yet. He shoved his face between Jaime’s legs, sucking him through his jeans. He stayed like that for a minute before finally pulling away. He stood back on his feet and smirked at Jaime, telling him he was off to bed.

Jaime stood there shocked at what just transpired between them. He just… And Tony just…

Holy Shit.

Jaime watched Tony climb into his bed, going to sleep naked like he likes to do. Jaime really wanted to call out for him. To beg him to come back. To plead with him to take care of him.

Jaime was sure Tony would. There might be some teasing and Tony forcing him to say things like he was jealous and that he really does want his hiny. But Jaime would easily get over that as long as he got what he needed from Tony.

But as Jaime watched Tony, the words wouldn’t form. He couldn’t even say his name. He just watched the man turn over in his bed and lie still until Jaime heard his snores.

Finally, Jaime reached dwn and took care of himself.

Notes

I was wondering why this was taking me all day to write but then I realized how long it was. And I took a nap.

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Like, you don't even understand how happy I get.
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