HU Oneshots

Are you a man? Cause I'm a bitch

J-Dog was hanging around with Johnny in the older man's Hotel room. "You're such a pushover, Jorel," Johnny sneered annoyed. Jorel rolled his eyes, a hint of a smile playing on his lips as he sipped his beer.

Aron, after knocking, strutted in, his signature cocky grin on his face. He owned the room or so he thought. He sauntered over to Jorel, his eyes scanning the space with a mix of amusement and boredom. "You still here?" he drawled, the sass dripping from his voice.

Jorel felt his cheeks heat up. "Yeah, just finishing my Drink with Johnny. I'll be there in a sec." Aron scowled at Jorel. "You don't get "a sec". You, me, room, Now. " Aron sneered and grabbed Jorel's wrist. "Aron-" J-Dog started but couldn't finish as Deuce dragged him away from Johnny and to their own hotel room. Johnny just watched as Deuce dragged J-Dog back to their own room. He shook his head.

"What the fuck was that for?" J-dog asked when their door was closed. "You can't just-" He began again but Deuce shut him up with a glare. "You have no right to speak to me like that and you know that. Don't you Puppy?" Deuce sneered at his boyfriend. J-Dog swallowed and gained his composure again. "What do you want man? I can't read minds, you know?" He sassed. Aron snarled and took a step towards the bassist. "You wanna keep misbehaving and see where it lands you or are you gonna be a good boy?" Deuce mocked. The younger of the two men took a step back and hit the wall. Deuce grinned and cornered J-Dog. "What's wrong Baby? Cat got your tongue?" He snickered.

J-Dog scowled. "Suck my dick." Deuce's smirk fell and he slapped J-Dog across the face. "You wanna repeat that bitch?" the scrawny man demanded. "Suck. My. Dick." J-Dog repeated and was promptly shoved fully back against the wall. Deuce slotted a knee between J-Dog's thighs and wrapped one hand around the neck of the older man. J-Dog gasped and swallowed hard, his dick slowly getting hard in his pants. Deuce snickered and put more pressure on his boyfriend's neck, choking him. "Aron..Come on..Don't play dirty." J-Dog panted, and Deuce shook his head. "You misbehaved. You get punished."

"Aron come on..No. I won't do that." J-Dog protested as he sat on his knees in front of Deuce who had a leash in his hand. "Well, you have to. You want to be a good boy for Daddy, don't you?" Aron chuckled and clipped the leash into the collar J-Dog wore. j-Dog whined in protest and was promptly pulled forward by a hard tug on the leash. "Behave will you." Deuce said sternly and unbuttoned his pants, letting them pool around his ankles. he pulled on the leash again, and J-Dog moved forwards till his face was level with Deuce's crotch. Deuce grinned and bucked his hips forward so J-Dog's face was smushed against it. J-Dog whined again but couldn't resist mouthing at the bulge. Deuce moaned quietly as the bassist left a wet spot on his boxers. Deuce grinned down at his boyfriend and gently pulled down his boxers, freeing his cock.

Jorel's eyes glaze over with lust as he sees his boyfriend's dick. Aron smirks and guides his dick to Jorel's lips. Jorel hesitantly opens his mouth and Aro immediately thrusts his entire length into his mouth. Jorel gagged and tried to pull away but Aron's hands in his hair prevented that. Jorel whimpered quietly and started to such on Aron's cock. it was a sloppy and messy blowjob cause Jorel was drooling like a dog who just smelled something cooking in the kitchen. Aron was still steadily trusting into Jorel's mouth. "Such a good boy, dolling all over my dick." Aron hissed and thrusted harder into Jorel's mouth. The bassist moaned as he gagged again, and more spit rolled down his chin. Aron pulled away and he coughed. "Shit.."

"Aww...Did I go too hard on my baby?" Aron mocked and pulled Jorel upwards with the leash. "Bed, now." he demanded and unclipped the leash from the collar. Jorel walked over and lay down in the middle of the bed, on his back. Aron grinned. "Good boy." J-Dog whined again at the praise and bucked his hips upwards. "Baby wants his daddy?" Deuce asked with a snicker. J-Dog nodded and looked at Deuce with begging eyes. "Say it. Ask for it." Aron grinned and crawled to j-dog on the bed, teasingly brushing his hands over the older man's stomach.