Kota pushed through the door of the Pure Despair dressing room, the cheap wood creaking on its hinges. The room was small and cluttered, a ratty couch against one wall, a mirror ringed with bare bulbs against the other, and a low table covered in discarded water bottles and a single half eaten bag of chips. The distant thump of someone else's set filtered through the walls, but back here it was quiet. He dropped onto the couch, the springs groaning under his weight, and pulled out his phone.
The screen lit up with the time. 8:47 PM. Still early. The band wouldn't be done for another half hour at least, and his body was still humming from the encounter with Dillyn and Freddy. His balls felt lighter, the fifth load of the day successfully released, the constant pressure of his hyperspermia dialed back to a manageable throb. He stretched his legs out, crossed his ankles, and opened his messages with Theo.
[8:47 PM] Kota: Hey. You awake?
[8:47 PM] Theo: (´ω｀) Darling! I was just thinking about you. How's the concert? Are you having fun? Did Corey behave himself?
[8:48 PM] Kota: Corey never behaves himself. But yeah, it's been interesting. The band is good. Really good actually. Gideon's voice is insane.
[8:48 PM] Theo: I'm not surprised. That tall gothic weirdo has always had a magnificent voice. He used to sing in the mansion basement at 3 AM and wake up the entire household. Father was furious. (｀・ω・´)
[8:49 PM] Kota: lol I can picture that. But yeah, things got a little wild. Toby was in poor spirits before the show. Like, really bad. Shaking, crying, convinced he was gonna mess up the whole set.
[8:49 PM] Theo: Oh no! Poor Toby. He's such a sweet boy. Did you help him?
[8:50 PM] Kota: Yeah. Corey called me over specifically to fuck him into shape. Literally. That was his exact phrasing.
[8:50 PM] Theo: (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄ Oh my. That's... actually really hot. Did it work?
[8:51 PM] Kota: Apparently. He went from shaking and apologizing for existing to drumming like a pro. Corey says he always gets confident after getting wrecked. It's like a factory reset for his brain.
[8:51 PM] Theo: I understand that completely. I feel the same way after you wreck me, darling. All my anxiety just... melts away. You have that effect on people. (´• ω •｀)
[8:52 PM] Kota: You're gonna make me blush.
[8:52 PM] Theo: Good. You deserve to be flustered for once. (♡´ω｀♡) What else happened? Don't leave out any details.
[8:53 PM] Kota: Well, after I helped Toby, I wandered around the venue a bit. Mort told me to stay put but I was bored and it was hot as hell backstage.
[8:53 PM] Theo: Mort is the short one with the death stare, right? I remember him from the ritual (he wasnt there but kota told him). He threatened to step on your balls.
[8:54 PM] Kota: That's the one. He's even angrier in person. But anyway, I walked down the hall and heard moaning. Followed the sound and found Dillyn, that famous rock singer who headlined the show before us, fucking one of his fans.
[8:54 PM] Theo: Wait, Dillyn? The Dillyn? The one with all the screaming fans and the leather pants? I've heard his music. It's actually quite good.
[8:55 PM] Kota: Yeah that guy. So I walk in on them and this man is wearing a strap on.
[8:55 PM] Theo: (;・∀・) A what?!
[8:56 PM] Kota: A STRAP ON. And he's got this fan blindfolded, telling him all this dirty talk about his big cock, his massive cock, how his cock is splitting him open, all that stuff. And the whole time it's a dildo. A plastic dildo strapped to his hips.
[8:56 PM] Theo: I... oh my god. (´⊙ω⊙`)
[8:57 PM] Kota: I lost it, Theo. I literally fell on the floor laughing. The fan pulled off his blindfold and saw the strap on and got really upset because he thought his idol was this big dicked dom and it turns out the guy was just insecure about his size.
[8:57 PM] Theo: That's actually really sad when you think about it. The poor man. He must be so insecure about his body to go to such lengths.
[8:58 PM] Kota: Yeah. We talked it out. I told him he doesn't need to lie about it. His fans already love him. They'd still want to fuck him even if he was honest about using toys. The fan agreed. They made up.
[8:58 PM] Theo: You played therapist for a rock star and his groupie. That's incredibly sweet, Kota. (´;ω;｀)
[8:59 PM] Kota: It gets better. After they made up, I remembered I still needed to bust a nut for the day. Doctor's orders, five times minimum. So I offered them the real thing.
[8:59 PM] Theo: YOU FUCKED THEM?! (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄
[9:00 PM] Kota: Yeah. Both of them. At the same time. Dillyn wanted to know what a real big dick felt like and Freddy was curious too. It was... intense.
[9:00 PM] Theo: Kota. Darling. My love. You cannot just casually drop that you had a threesome with a famous rock star and his fan and expect me to be normal about it. (´・ω・｀)
[9:01 PM] Kota: You said you wanted details.
[9:01 PM] Theo: I DID. AND NOW I HAVE THEM. AND I AM EXTREMELY HORNY. (｀皿´)
[9:02 PM] Kota: lol sorry not sorry.
[9:02 PM] Theo: This is your fault. You've turned me into an insatiable slut who can't stop thinking about her boyfriend's massive cock. Before you, I was a respectable principal who only occasionally got naked in his office.
[9:03 PM] Kota: You were never respectable. You were wearing a buttplug to our first date.
[9:03 PM] Theo: (´-ω-`) Shut up.
[9:04 PM] Kota: But seriously, you've been getting a lot more slutty recently. Not that I'm complaining. It's cute.
[9:04 PM] Theo: It's all thanks to you, darling. You make me feel safe enough to be slutty. That's a gift.
[9:05 PM] Kota: I'm honored.
[9:05 PM] Theo: Speaking of being slutty... (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄ I have a surprise for you.
Kota watched the screen as three little dots appeared, disappeared, and appeared again. A moment later, a photo loaded. Theo had taken a selfie in the bathroom mirror, his blond hair falling in soft waves around his flushed face. He was wearing nothing but a pair of delicate, baby blue lace panties that hugged his tiny cocklet and disappeared between his massive, shelf like cheeks. The waistband was decorated with a small satin bow.
[9:06 PM] Theo: I borrowed these from Elliot and Grayson. They said blue is my color. What do you think? (♡´ω｀♡)
[9:06 PM] Kota: Holy shit.
[9:07 PM] Kota: Theo.
[9:07 PM] Kota: I'm in public right now and you're making me hard.
[9:07 PM] Theo: Good. That was the goal. (´∀｀)
[9:08 PM] Kota: You're evil. You're actually evil. I can't wait to see those in person on Monday.
[9:08 PM] Theo: Wait, you're coming to school on Monday?! I thought you were still recovering from everything.
[9:09 PM] Kota: I might. Not sure yet. It's in two days so I've got time to decide. But if I do come, we can have some office alone time.
[9:09 PM] Theo: (´⊙ω⊙`) Office alone time?! Like... boyfriend office alone time?!
[9:10 PM] Kota: Exactly like boyfriend office alone time. With the door locked. And those blue panties.
[9:10 PM] Theo: I'm going to hold you to that. I'll wear them under my suit all day and think about you. Every time I sit down in a board meeting I'll remember what's waiting for me.
[9:11 PM] Kota: You're such a slut.
[9:11 PM] Theo: A cute slut though. (´・ω・｀)
[9:12 PM] Kota: The cutest. But seriously, you're really horny right now aren't you.
[9:12 PM] Theo: Extremely. I keep thinking about you in that dressing room, all sweaty from your threesome, and I wish you were here to help me out. (´;ω;｀)
[9:13 PM] Kota: Unfortunately I can't teleport. So you're on your own for now.
[9:13 PM] Theo: ...maybe not entirely on my own. (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄
[9:14 PM] Kota: What do you mean?
[9:14 PM] Theo: I mean... I might be able to get off if... you sent me something. Something to help me visualize my very handsome, very hung boyfriend.
[9:15 PM] Kota: Theo. Are you asking me for a dick pic?
[9:15 PM] Theo: MAYBE. (⁄ ⁄>⁄ω⁄<⁄ ⁄)⁄ Don't make me say it out loud!
[9:16 PM] Kota: You're texting. You're not saying anything out loud.
[9:16 PM] Theo: KOTA. PLEASE. (｀皿´)
[9:17 PM] Kota: You're a total slut, you know that? A cute one, but a slut.
[9:17 PM] Theo: I am YOUR slut. There's a difference. Now please? (´• ω •｀)
Kota laughed under his breath and glanced around the empty dressing room. He was alone. The door was closed. The distant thump of the next band's set was still going, which meant Pure Despair was probably already done or close to it. He had a few minutes at least. He stood up from the couch, walked over to the mirror, and unbuttoned his slacks. His cock was already half hard from the conversation, the thick shaft swelling against his thigh as he pulled it free. He angled the phone, snapped a photo, and sent it before he could overthink it.
[9:18 PM] Kota: [Image Attached]
[9:18 PM] Theo: OH MY GOD. (´⊙ω⊙`)
[9:18 PM] Theo: It's beautiful. It's so thick. I can see the vens. I want it in my mouth RIGHT NOW.
[9:19 PM] Kota: You're welcome.
[9:19 PM] Theo: I should rewad you. For being such a good boyfriend. Hold on.
Another photo loaded. Theo had moved from the bathroom to his bedroom. The shot was taken from behind, his blond hair swept over one shoulder, his bare back arching beautifully as he looked over his shoulder at the camera. The blue lace panties were pulled down just enough to expose the full, magnificent shelf of his ass, the deep cleft, the hint of his pink hole. His other hand was gripping one massive cheek, spreading himself open.
[9:20 PM] Theo: Something to remember me by until Monday. (♡´ω｀♡)
Kota's cock throbed hard in his hand. He was fully hard now, the thick shaft standing proud and leaking steadily from the tip. He wrapped his fingers around the base and started stroking slowly, thumb smearing the precum over the head, his eyes locked on Theo's photo. The dressing room felt suddenly warmer, the air thick with his own arousal.
He was just getting into a rhythm, his hand sliding up and down the veiny length, when the door burst open.
Corey tumbled through first, his white hair a wild mess, his baggy gray jeans still riding dangerously low on his hips. He was followed immediately by Mort, whose dark eyes landed on Kota mid stroke and widened with pure, unfiltered rage. Toby stumbled in behind them, still flushed from the performance, and Gideon glided through last, his towering frame filling the doorway.
"KOTA!" Corey yelled, his face splitting into a delighted grin.
"We finished the set and we're ready for our stress relief and you're already getting started without us?! Rude!"
Mort's hands balled into fists at his sides. "Are you fucking kidding me. You couldn't wait ten minutes. You had to jerk off in OUR dressing room. On OUR couch."
Kota's hand was still wrapped around his cock. He didn't stop stroking. "The door was closed for a reason."