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Devon was an average teen. (Kind of-not really).

Just another kid, working retail because he needs the money- who also happens to have dropped out of high school. Spending most of his days behind a cashier counter, from 'home' to the Daisy Mart, and 'home' again- you'd think he had no feelings. 

But despite Devon's seemingly permanent deadpan, there was actually a soul behind those empty looking eyes. Certain things kept him happy.

Namely? Things like getting high, animals, 4-Town.

And tonight, he actually managed to scrape together enough money in time to make it to one of their concerts. 

The concert had just concluded, but as he exited the venue, he was already replaying the  moments in his head. Not that he wouldn't still be able to do that, since he spent more than half of the time with his yellow camera in the air.

His seat was actually super close to the stage, and might as well have been front row. He could have sworn Tae-Young made eye contact with him at least twice. Ah, it was probably just wishful thinking. He shook his head of the thought. 

Devon was practically a hardcore 4townie - but that didn't mean he thought of 4town in that way. Totally not. Okay maybe once...or twice.

Or a quite a few nights when he had to get off before going to sleep...

But that didn't count! As hot as all of them are, he's sure everybody else has had those thoughts.

Anyway, he entered into the lobby of the place that the concert was held in, to find that 4-Town was still holding their Meet-and-Greet.

He decided, of course, to step into the long line. This should be cool- and it's free. Its also a reason to stay out longer instead of going back to that janky apartment he called "home". 

Devon eventually came close enough to the front of the line, and he couldn't lie- his heart had picked up its pace a bit. But he could keep a cool face- he always did. Before he knew it, it was his turn.

He greeted Robaire first, of course, because you should greet the leader first. 

"Hey! It's so cool to meet you guys. I'm a huge fan of your music."

"Ah, well we try!" Robaire said with gratitude.

Suddenly, a familiar voice blurted out "Hey! You're the cutie with the yellow camera!-" 

It was the bass of the group, Aaron T. 

Jesse had nudged him in the side, which is why he cut himself off.

Devon sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck at that. "Yep, that's uh- that's me!" He confirmed, because he was most definitely the one in the front row with the yellow polaroid, and-

Wait. Did he say cute?-

Devon's cheeks took on a faint red hue.

Robaire then spoke up again, laughing. "Sorry about him. Anyway," he said changing the subject.

Devon greeted of the rest of the boys after they went down the line saying their name to introduce theirselves. Of course, Devon already knew their names- but it was just polite and commonplace to do when you first meet someone. 

They engaged in a little conversation, And even snapped a couple pictures together. Devon was pleased to find, that for some reason, he actually clicked very well with Aaron Z.

Just then, Aaron T whispered something to Robaire, and in response the man nodded almost unnoticeably and dismissed Tae with a small motion of his hand.

He faced Devon, speaking again.

 "Hey, how would you like to come back to our suite with us?"

Oh, right. There is a hotel right near the skydome, Devon thought, realizing that's probably what Robaire was referring to.

WAIT!

Did he just get invited to go back to 4town's hotel room with them??

He will admit, he was a little taken aback by this request. His eyes may or may not have widened a little. He knows he shouldn't go somewhere with people who are practically strangers, that he should just decline and go back home to his dank little apartment- but like HELL he'd pass up on a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity like this. 

That said, he was pretty starstruck on the inside-but he kept up a good poker face.

"Uhh-sure! That'd be sick." He finally said coolly.

The boys gave a chorus of "sweet!" and "Alright!".

"Okay so, just-uhh, hang around while we wrap things up here." Robaire said, looking at the line of 4-Townies. 

Devon sat in a nearby lounge chair, twiddling his thumbs and lost in thought while he waited for 4-Town to finish up.

The event finally concludes- relatively fast- and Devon could have swore that the boyband might have been rushing and half-assing things to get it over-with sooner.

No, he was just imagining things- right?

Before Devon could overthink any further, Jesse was coming over. Jesse extended his hand out to him to help him up. He smiled.

"Ready to roll?"

Devon nodded and gladly took his hand, and then they were off.

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After a short chauffeured trip in a ridiculously nice car, a check-in, and an elevator ride, they were at 4Town's VIP grande suite. 

Aaron T fumbled in his pocket for a second before fishing out a key card. He then fumbled some more, struggling to get the door to unlock as he kept hastily putting the card against the slot. 

"This damn thing never works,"  He swore under his breath.
Z stepped up next to the bungling man, calmly taking the card out of his hands.

"Allow me."  

He said with a straight face, unlocking the door in one simple swift motion (looking at Aaron the whole time).

Aaron T rolled his eyes at the man in good-nature, finally opening the door. He looked back at Devon with a grin. 

"Oh, you are so not ready."

And that was all he gave before ushering him into the ridiculously large room.

Everything was luxurious. Perfect lighting, A large, modern looking white couch. A lavish coffee table (that Devon could have sworn he'd seen weed on top of-), big cabinets, 70-ich flatscreen tv, counter with stools that might as well have been a personal bar, and- a HOT TUB??

The rest of the members pooled in casually while Devon walked slowly with his jaw practically on the floor. He couldn't help but be a little jealous- I mean, he'd bet they never had to wonder what their next meal would be.

"This is so unfair..." He thought out loud comically. 

Aaron Z and Jesse both gave a laugh at that, flopping down on the couch. 

"Aish, wait-" 

TaeYoung suddenly said, turning to Devon.

"Ah- what?"

"We never caught your name!" The boy thought out loud.

Huh. I guess they didn't, Devon thought. 
Why would they invite a random fan like me- a stranger at that- back to their place. 

Devon snapped himself out of his trance, realizing he didn't respond.

"Oh-I didn't throw it. It's Devon." He said levelheadedly.

"Devonn,"

Tae said, like he was trying it out on his tongue.

"I like. Fit for a pretty boy like you."

Devon's face heated up.

"Woww," Jesse started from the couch.

"Subtle much, Tae?" He teased as he rolled a blunt on the coffee table.

"Hush, Jess!" TaeYoung playfully replied, ruffling the man's blonde hair as he walked past him to get to the kitchen. 

Meanwhile, Aaron T was busy flopped down on the opposite end of the couch, flipping through TV channels with a remote. Apparently, he was trying to catch some basketball game. 

Soon after, another voice from near the entrance spoke. It was Robaire. 

"Well Devon, I'm gonna go freshen up, but feel free to help yourself to anything. Oh-

except Tae's bathrobe. He's possessive about that. ."

 The man half-joked with a charming smile, making his way to a bathroom.

Just then, Devon turned to Aaron Z's voice calling him over.

"Hey, don't be shy- why don't you come and sit with us?" He asked smoothly and simply, patting the spot between Jesse and him on the couch.

Well, how could Devon not take him up on that offer. 

He obliged, shrugging as if to say "why not" and planting himself between the two.

As soon as he did, the green plant pieces and blunt paper that Z had been fiddling with caught his attention. 

Hm. So that was weed that he'd seen earlier. 

Devon put two and two together, realizing they were getting ready to smoke. Jesse spotted the boy eyeing the weed and immediately said something. 

"Oh! Where are our manners.." He started half-playfully.

"Would you like to join us?" 

The blonde man asked, gesturing to Z who was already casually burning the end with a lighter. 

Would he? Well- Devon did love to wind down after a long day by getting stoned. But did he really want to spend this evening high as a kite? While he was having this once-in-a-lifetime experience, and risk blurring the memory? No way.

"Ah, think I'm good..." Devon started, eyes following Z's reach over to Jesse to pass the blunt.

He half-consciously realized he'd probably get somewhat of a trip just being around the smoke, but didn't care much. He was currently sitting between two really, really hot guys.

"Plus, I'll probably get like a secondhand high just being near you guys," He finished lower, a little spaced-out. The other two chuckled absently, Z adjusting himself closer; more comfortable.

It went on like this for a little longer; who knows how much time passed exactly, for they were all enjoying themselves. Jesse and Z passing the joint back and forth leisurely while occasionally including Devon, and Devon himself slowly being more and more spaced out- he was thinking about everything and nothing at the same time; all accompanied by a pleasant head buzz. Comfy.

The black-haired boy picked up a few words from the two's current conversation. 

"I mean- love's gotta be fluid, man. The heart knows no bounds. Plus, everybody should experiment at least once."  It had been Jesse. Something about sexuality.

"Yeah, it's like...you got 8 billion people in this world...why not get down with all the sexes and find out what you like most? You know what I mean?" Z replied.

He looked to Devon.  

"How 'bout you, pretty boy?" He began lazily but conscious, leaning in slightly, lowering his voice.  

"You ever experimented?" 

Woah. Devon's brain (and heart) was racing from the closeness and perhaps a little bit of the high. Why was he so nervous?? And why did it feel like  all the blood in his body was suddenly quickly rushing south? He was supposed to be cool! 

Oh shit, he had to respond to the question too. Without saying he got off to a certain five males in a boyband, like, every other night.

He started to stumble over his words. "Yeah? Uh- not necessarily? Not that I wouldn't want to, but- well there was this one time, and.."

He trailed off before he could send himself off on a tangent. And boy, were Aaron Z's features even more captivating up close. Smooth skin, strong jawline, eyes that could burn holes through you, full lips. Before Devon could stop himself...

"Has anybody ever told you how soft your lips look?"

Z's eyebrow slightly raised, the man's eyes drifting down to Devon's lips.

A sly smirk began to tug at Z's lips, before he closed the gap in between the two.

Devon didn't realize how close he'd drifted to Aaron Z until they were kissing. It was like a gravitational pull. A short, hesitant peck at first. Devon hadn't even really had time to react. Then, an adventurous, experimentally longer kiss. Then came something slower; way more erotic.

Kissing Z somehow made Devon feel worthy;sexy. It made him want to make brash decisions.

Z licked into his mouth unabashedly, letting one of his large hands run down the boy's body to the small of his back. Devon suddenly felt unusually compliant under him- like Z was taking control, and he just couldn't figure out why the man's soothing yet firm demeanor was going straight to his dick. He's sure it was the weed. He moaned into his mouth softly, and slowly making the shift from daring to desperate.

Right when Devon was about to fall even deeper into the kiss, he felt two fingers on his left cheek,  firmly guiding his lips away from Z and towards another direction. Those two fingers belonged to Jesse, and this action was followed by a slightly slurred "hey, I want some of that too.."

Then, before he could say anything his lips were being pulled into Jesse's.

Still dazed, confused and quite aroused, Devon could do nothing but yearningly kiss back and let himself be molded and mended. 

Just as the black-haired boy was busy being kissed and caressed, Robaire walked out of the bathroom- wearing nothing but a white towel around his waist. 

"Oh? What's going on out here?" He asked with mock-curiosity and real smoothness.

The voice made the two startle away from each other.

"Oh no, please don't stop on account of my presence.." he amused articulately.

Devon got a surge of clear-headedness at the sound, and was able to process Robaire's presence, and-

Damn.

He was so radiant. Toned chest & abs- in all his wet glory- droplets of water ran down his neck and torso.

He audibly whimpered at the sight.

Robaire chuckled, striding over to him. 

"What's the matter? Wanna look and touch, loverboy?"

Devon nodded, at a loss for words.

The brown-skinned man gave one more inward laugh before crouching down in front of a slumped, slightly high Devon to gently bring him up by his chin for their lips to meet and kiss. His tongue and hands were both just too skilled. The boy became malleable once again. Devon reached up and riskily touched on Robaire's chest, and the muscle tissue it was actually smooth, and nicely enough-a little squishy too. Devon wasn't sure why he subconsciously expected something rock-hard.

"Damn, Ro," Jesse started.

"Just gonna steal our personal fanboy away like that? Cold-blooded." He joked. 

Z, who was now petting Aaron T's hair as he laid his head in his lap, gave a nod and slight chuckle in agreement.

The noises of kissing already of course had piqued Aaron's interest, and long since turned his attention away from the basketball game (that was now playing as low background noise on the TV).

He was ever the voyeur, if the tent in his shorts and the look in his eyes was anything to go by. He'd actually been observing kind of intently since the conversation about experimenting came up.

Robaire finally pulled away, and Devon now sat up on his arms, panting as he broke the string of saliva connecting the two's lips. 

Aaron T took note of the large tent in Devon's pant's and spoke up.

"Hey Z," he began, eyeing Devon thirstily.

"Mind if we switch spots for a second?"

Z raised an eyebrow at first, but then nodded casually as he'd realized why. 

"Yeah sure, go 'head."

He complied easily. They switched fairly fast, T crawling over Z and Z himself scooting back to where Aaron T was.

"Hey," Aaron said to the blue-eyed boy with a trouble-making grin, slightly out of breath. Devon stabilized himself, adjusting his position to get in closer proximity with the other boy. 

"Hey." He responded with a bit of a smirk- their mouths practically already touching. The kiss deepened quickly, and even though T knew he just asked Z to switch spots- he easily found himself getting on top of Devon in a sort-of straddle position. It didn't matter to Z, he still ended getting to be next to both of them. Kissing another person hadn't felt this good for Devon in a while. Not since he was an overly horny, pre-teen in the throes of adolescence (not that he wasn't something far from that now). He pulled away for oxygen, and just as he did-

Tae walked out of a bedroom, wearing a fitted white tank top, sleep shorts and white socks. He must've somehow slipped away from the kitchen and into his room to change into something more comfortable. 

He shuffled into the living room and paused midway when his eyes landed on the 5 on the couch.

"OH." He blurted out as he'd caught Aaron pulling his lips away from Devon's. Then, he thought,

Wait. Aaron was pulling his lips away from Devon's.

"Oh." 

His entire demeanor seemed to gradually change as he sauntered over. He looked at Devon with what everyone could tell were bedroom eyes. Devon swallowed hard. Of course, any other member of the group would respond the same way. One look like that from Taeyoung in any one of their directions would have them shifting uncomfortably and adjusting their pants to hide a raging boner. He was like their muse, after all.

He then asked,  
"Jesse? Could I maybe get where you are?" with the most persuading puppy eyes he could muster. And if course, the man couldn't say no, and immediately obliged. 

Tae easily fit in between the two. He placed one soft hand on the junction between Devon's neck and collarbone, and felt him inhale sharply. He leaned forward and spoke softly,

"You weren't thinking of getting started without me, were you?" Before kissing the other boy without giving him a chance to respond. They meshed well together, and it couldn't have been more than a minute kissing before they started to make out ferociously. 

Tae began to get handsy, fiddling with the hem of Devon's shirt before lifting it up in an attempt to take it off. The way Tae kissed the boy gave him a surge of confidence.

"You know, you guys are risky for just inviting me back to your place without knowing me like that. I mean, what if I was like a serial killer or something?" Devon teased in between kisses.

TaeYoung stopped frantically trying to get Devon's shirt off at that, deadpanning him.

"..You're wearing a bucket hat." He said jokingly dry, making the whole band laugh.

"Okay- fair, fair." Devon said back with slightly flushed cheeks and half a smile.

On that note, Tae took the bucket hat and gently tossed it onto the nearby bed. He finally managed to slide off Devon's shirt over his puka shell choker. 

This reminded Devon of it, and he immediately reached behind his own neck for the clasp. 

"Oh, I should probably take this o-"

"-Nah. Keep it on. You look hot." Jesse cut in from where he was, flirting in an assertive manner.

A familiar voice suddenly spoke up, with 

"Woah. Dude's got a surfer bod."

Of course, this was nobody but Aaron T. But Devon would be lying if he said he didn't get even a tad bit flustered.

Jesse laughed through his nose. 

"Shut up, T." 

He turned back to Devon. 

"He's right, though. You are pretty ripped.." he trailed off, beginning to leave butterfly kisses all along the boy's exposed collarbone. Z took that as the initiative to do the same, craning his neck as he began to kiss on Devon's skin with confidence.

As soon as Tae started to kiss him again, T was speaking.

"Hold on, Tae! Jeez..Wait your turn," He mumbled.

Tae just giggled and moved off of Devon. "All yours," he raised his hands in defense, 

"For now.."

He finished quietly and T shot him a teasing side-eye. 

T returned to his position, one knee lodged between Devon's thighs, and connected their lips once again. 

But this time, he felt the particularly sizeable bulge between Devon's legs on his own thigh. He made a muffled noise against the other's lips. The kiss was disconnected as he looked down. 

"Ah- what's this?"

Aaron asked this knowingly, and it had Devon's heart rate picking up. He reached down for the zipper and paused.

"This is okay, right?" He asked against his lips.

Boy, was it? He was surrounded by 4 VERY attractive famous men, in a situation that he DREAMED about. Of course it was okay.

"Yeah, yeah go on- god, please go on-"  
he winced out, feeling like T's fingers on his zipper decided his fate.

Aaron grinned, sliding down from being atop of Devon to being between his spread knees. He then slowly- torturously- undid the pants. He got to his boxers, and fished his cock out, and-

Oh. 

Tae, Robaire and Aaron T all shared a look.

It seemed like Robaire's eyes dilated, and Devon swears the man had also briefly wet his lips with his tongue. Z saw the erection too, and momentarily stopped kissing down Devon's chest. He briefly glanced back at the others, raising an eyebrow as if to say he was impressed.

And he did, because...

Devon's dick was fucking huge. 

This gave Devon a bit of cockiness, and his shoulders seemed to relax as he remembered who he was.

As Aaron looked at the big, thick, cock in front of him with a red-flushed top- he felt lucky to be the first to have contact with it. He gave the tip a kitten lick as if he was testing the waters, the starstruck boy hissing in turn. Normally, Devon lasted relatively long when he played with himself, but being surrounded and doted on by such sexy people? He wouldn't be surprised if he came in 15 seconds flat.

Yeah, Aaron was definitely gonna have his fun.

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Devon placed a hand on the back of Aaron's neck, tipping his head back as he guided Aaron up and down his large cock.

"Fuckkk.. that feels so fucking good." He rasped.

The praise drove T even more, and he began working at the shaft in front of him harder.

Z let up from Devon's nipples for a moment and looked over at the other Aaron. He was now bobbing up and down deliberately, running his tongue along the underside and using his hand to please the parts he couldn't reach with his mouth. He decided he'd mess with him a little bit.

"Finally makin' that mouth you like to run all the time useful, huh, T?" Z teased. 

The Aarons could taunt each other like that because of how close they were- plus- deep down T knew he liked it. 

Aaron briefly pulled off of Devon's cock for a moment, giving a court "s-shut up, z!" before going back to sucking, face now taking on a deep red hue.

Z smirked to himself in triumph, going back to work on Devon's chest. 

All too soon, T felt Devon's cock start to twitch in his mouth, and decided he wanted to edge him. He pulled off early.

"Gah!" 

But this had him practically spilling pre-cum everywhere with a quiet whimper, and involuntarily bucking his hips up into to nothing.

Aaron, timing it perfectly (much to Devon's pleasure) practically slid the whole thing back into is mouth, and allowed the boy to come down his throat. 

"Oh, fuck...." he whined, trailing off and slouching back into the couch.

Aaron had swallowed every last bit. He now let his tongue hang out victoriously, panting like a dog.

"How ya feeling?" T asked through the catching of his breath.

"Good. Really good. A little tired..." He spilled, pulling a chuckle from Robaire (and Jesse, who was still loving on Devon's chest).

Before Devon could even process it, Aaron T had slipped away (albeit a little clumsily) and Tae was taking his place. 

He felt a soft hand on his thigh, and it was TaeYoung pushing himself up to Devon's level. He planted a sloppy kiss on his lips, before moving up next to Devon's ear only to coo "Don't get too tired, pretty boy. We're nowhere near done with you~"

He'd be lying if it didn't send an electric shiver down his spine. 

Then, he slid back down between Devon's legs. His weeping cock was already half-hard again. It had practically jumped back to life when Tae pressed his tongue against it.

"So big, and manly..." He purred and looked at it, slowly taking the tip into his mouth like a lollipop. He looked up at a desperate Devon through his long eyelashes. This pulled a giggle from Tae, which sent vibrations all down the shaft. 

Devon gasped, just as the blonde removed the cock from his mouth. He looked at the phallus in front of him so interested- like it was an 8th wonder of the world, and pulled up a hand to stroke it gently a few times. 

"Ugh, I need this.." Tae started aloud, almost comically. Devon might have given a little chuckle if he didn't feel so blue-balled. 

"Guess I should wet it up then, huh?"

He only flirted, before sliding it right back into his mouth and salivating all over his cock. 

As soon as Devon's hips began to tremble, (which was not long after) Taeyoung pulled off with a 'pop' noise.

Tae slid his white boxers off of his hips, revealing pale skin, a cute body and even cuter flushed cocklet. He pulled himself back up on top of Devon's lap with a succubus-worthy smile. The sex-starved man stared up at the blonde so longingly.  
He began to line Devon up with his hole, leaning over him in the process. Devon, in his sexed-out slightly-faded stupor absently thought Tae had leaned in to makeout some more- and started to open his mouth for a sloppy kiss. 

However, the soft pink lips he expected to capture his own never did, leaving him with an open mouth like a goldfish. Tae giggled at this, teasingly. 

"Ah-ah-ah, loverboy. Someone's a bit eager..."

And this somehow made Devon's cock throb even harder than before.

Meanwhile, Aaron T had taken to Jesse's cock. Even though his lips were already a little pink and swollen, he was ever the blowjob champ.

Tae had already dropped down on Devon's length, making cute little huffs as he adjusted to the size. He eventually did get accommodated to it, and was now bouncing up and down like a bunny.

Taeyoung fucked himself on the black haired boy vigorously, hitting his sweet spot over and over again. Devon was just so big, he reached every part of the blonde's insides. His mouth hung open, releasing shamelessly loud, high-pitched moans. There was drool running down the side of his mouth, and his eyes were practically rolled to the back of his head. A pretty picture painted for everyone else to see, to say the least.

"So fuckin' cute..." he thought out loud, as he squeezed Tae's surprisingly soft hips.  
His large hands moved down to find the boy's soft, full bottom. It was actually pretty sizeable too, and Devon suddenly questioned why he wasn't enjoying the view from behind, too. With that, he lifted the boy off of his cock momentarily to spin him around and switch the position. He entered him again, now pounding his ass. 

"A-Aah!" 

He practically forced a moan out of Tae, one that he'd be embarrassed about later. Man, he looked good in reverse cowgirl.

Devon couldn't believe his luck. How did he manage to have this cute- no, angelic twink bouncing on his cock like there was no tomorrow?

Aaron T popped off of Jesse's dick for a moment, to speak. 

"You havin' fun, Tae?" He asked rhetorically, (though he knows Tae wouldn't be able to answer even if he wanted to) with a grin rivaling that of the Cheshire Cat's.

"Mm, I know, right?" Robaire started, chuckling lightly.

"He's having the time of his life. Kinda makes me want a turn.." He said to Aaron, now eyeing them hungrily.
His cock had long since been out, but now he was slowly stroking it as he watched these two before him.

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All of a sudden, Tae squealed, arching his back. He painted his own stomach white with cum, and it dripped down between his thighs...

Devon took in a sharp breath, and let it out through his teeth as he reached a peak. Just the sight of Tae sent a wave of arousal through him and he spurted cum inside of the blonde.
"Ohhhh," He groaned loudly, sliding his hands on TaeYoung's hips.

***

Devon was hardly lucid after that climax...but rest assured that he became coherent enough after he felt a pair of lips belonging to a certain lead singer, kissing his own. Robaire broke the kiss as quickly as it started, with a simple "My turn," 

He hissed as he lowered himself onto Devon.

Robaire was sat facing Devon, which was even more intimidating than the boy would like to admit. He very slowly started to move, up and down. Even in his current position, he looked so ethereal. Head thrown back, adam's apple bobbing, toned muscles and the dim goldish-yellow lighting somehow seemed to perfectly illuminate his smooth, silky skin. As he found a rhythm on the enthralled man's cock, Devon began to feel overpowered again- and he liked it. Robaire just radiated dominance. 
Devon let his eyes lid of lust, head slightly lolling to the side.

It went on like this for what seemed like forever to Devon. Oh, this was pleasurable torture.

"What?," Robaire panted with half a sly smile.
"Can't handle it? Come on pretty boy, I know you got some fight left in you." He teased, gently slapping Devon's cheek with the palm of his hand twice as if to wake him up.

Devon placed two lazy hands on each of Robaire's strong thighs and attempted to thrust. He settled for quick, sloppy slight motions of his hips. The strong man's insides before him felt fucking heavenly, and Jesse and Z beside him were tweaking his nipples. He whined pathetically, And the two men on either side of him weren't making it any easier not to cum right then.

Robaire must've felt the way Devon's cock began twitching inside him, because he slowed to a stop and gripped the base of Devon's cock, preventing him from cumming.

He whimpered at the sudden halt. 

"Calm down," 

Ro warned. He didn't intend on letting Devon finish inside, no, he had other plans for him.

Devon swallowed hard, nodding stiffly. He couldn't help but obey. Robaire resumed riding again quickly. The rhythm picked back up quickler, faster, both men's breathing steadily becoming heavier, and-

"Cum." 

"Ah- fuck!" Devon swore, practically shouted, voice hoarse now.

He pulled his wet cock out of Robaire with his free hand at lightning speed, now squishing it up against the man's. He spilled cum over the both of their cocks, stroking them together. 

Robaire had practically collapsed to a sitting position on Devon's lap from his thighs being worn out. He looked down, joining Devon in stroking their cocks. 

He would be a little embarrassed to admit that seeing the contrast in their dick sizes was the little thing that sent him over the edge.

"Oohhhh, shitt..." Robaire said lowly as he oozed cum and watched intently as his own fluids and Devon's mixed. The mess they were making... 

His strokes slowed as the two rode out their high together. 

They rested their foreheads against one another's for a minute, chests rising and falling as they tried to catch their breath.

After a minute, light blue eyes finally met brown one's, and much to Devon's pleasure, Robaire was wearing an open-mouthed smile.

"Wow," Robaire began. "I didn't think you were gonna be that good.." He gave a slight laugh. 

He looked down at the mixture of liquid's they'd created and gotten... everywhere. 

He looked back up at Devon.

"Well...this mess isn't gonna clean itself up, Devon." 

He teased with a slight but almost cruel smirk.

Devon's eyes only widened a little bit before he listened to the request, basically doubling over, then licking the cum off the tip of Robaire's cock. Robaire himself hummed deeply in his chest at that. Devon wrapped a hand around the base of the other's manhood, making a fist and carefully sliding his hand upward and off to collect all of the semen. He licked it off of his hand in a heartbeat, in a truly slutty manner. 

Robaire might have been watching closely-pleased- but both Aarons were staring hungrily. Z had half a mind to put Devon's mouth to use in the near future... He had long since let up on giving Devon hickeys, and now took to finishing Jesse off with his left hand because T had gotten distracted mid-suck and left the blonde man blue-balled. 

T himself on the other hand, was watching Devon intently, his own throbbing erection in his hand. He was ready for it to be his turn.

***

T decided to give Devon's length one more enveloping of his mouth before he rode it. He was sitting between the boy's spread knees, looking up at him with a simply fiery, daring expression. He slid his greedy hands up the ravenette's pale thighs, letting them travel up and down his v-line, and the start of his abs.

T was already salivating when he sucked Devon's shaft halfway into his mouth. He got it wet with no difficulty at all. He quickly pulled off though, teasing. 

"Fuck, can't wait to have this inside me," he said obscenely casual, with that naughty smile.

 Aaron looked straight into Devon's eyes from between his buckling legs.. and that look was a dangerous one. It had taken all Devon's horny willpower not to thrust his cock straight to the back of T's throat.

"Yeah?" Devon finally panted in response with a slight smile, grabbing his own flushed cock and tapping it against Aaron's cheek a couple times teasingly.

Much like the two before him, Aaron climbed up on Devon's lap in a position to ride and had no problem at all getting started. He easily found a tempo. Devon had found his voice again, because he seemed to be in control this time. Practically bouncing the boy on his cock with pointed thrusts and fierce, sloppy kisses. 

Z eyed the other Aaron as he was riding Devon- well, being fucked by Devon. He was putting in work. Bouncing up and down vigorously, his red-flushed cock bobbing with him. His moans came out shaky and Devon seemed to be loving the view in front of him. 

"Ah, Z. H-hurry up, mannn... You're so busy gawkin' at T you're forgetting you got a cock in your hands..." Jesse slurred, laying his head back and shifting his hips forward.

Jesse's voice snapped out Z out of his trance, and his face might have stayed expressionless- but his cheeks turned a darker shade. As he turned his attention back to Jesse's dick, he couldn't help but to press the heel of his free hand into his own crotch, desperate for some kind of friction- any kind of friction. 

Devon reached around Aaron, stroking his cock in time with the quick thrust. Snapping his hips up to meet T's. And T just couldn't hold it together.

"Aah-hah!~" he practically shouted as he sprayed ropes of white all over himself and Devon's hand. But that was one thing the group loved about T. He was always so loud like that during sex. Devon was orgasming dry by now, all milked out. 

Aaron's body gave out, and he slumped into the man behind him, his back against Devon's chest.

Devon, who was huffing and puffing, slid his lazy hands over the brunette's shoulders and rested them on his chest.

A satisfied Aaron slid off of Devon, and flopped down on a nearby beanbag chair. 

By now, Devon had looked like he'd had his soul snatched right out of his chest. It was honestly humorous. 

Z decided to check in with him,

"You ready for some more..?" He asked half-jokingly, breathing a little laugh. 

"Yeah," he panted. "Just give me a minute t-to, catch my breath." 

"Yeah, you do that," Z slid over to Devon and leaned down right by his ear.

"Cuz' I haven't got my share yet." He whispered, going back to where he was with that.

A shiver ran down Devon's spine. 

**

Z was sat on the edge of the couch. 
Devon got on his knees in front of Z, facing the man's crotch. Z leaned back, spreading his legs with his hands behind his own head, ready to receive his prize for being a good sport- cuz, he did go all this time, throbbing and fully erect.

"You don't know how many times I've gotten off to this thought," He breathed, tugging down Z's basketball shorts. 

This wasn't something Devon would admit to out loud without being somewhat high- but the effects of cannabis didn't care at all for Devon's pride or dignity. 

Devon was convinced that the forces of the universe were on his side. For crying out loud, just a couple of hours ago he was just some broke kid with a camera in the front row of a concert! And now he's sucking off the hottest member of his favorite boyband.

Z laughed, now placing a hand on the back of the boys neck. 

"Yeah? Well now you get to live it."

When Z's cock came out, Devon might have mouthed at the tip a little bit but overall he wasted no time getting it in his mouth.

Devon was getting a chance to give the Aaron Z the best head he's ever received. He was going to make sure Z did NOT regret it. He got straight to it, letting the heavy shaft drag against his tongue. He was a little surprised at how full his mouth felt, and the noises being produced were absolutely lewd.

Devon whined around the cock in his mouth, which sent vibrations up along it. Z's legs trembled slightly at that.

"Goddamn, you're a pro.."

Z's hips jerked up into Devon's mouth involuntarily. 

"S-shit," His voice cracked a little, almost unnoticeably. For a split second, his cool-as-ice facade faltered. The average person wouldn't be able to see it- but Devon wasn't your average person. And this was all the more reason for him to keep going like this was his last day on earth. 

At this point he'd had Aaron rolling his hips and the cock hitting the back of his throat again and again. Tears started to run down his cheeks from how hard he was gagging himself on the man. 

Z, in the midst of his pleasure looked down at Devon to discover this, and forced his hips to stop moving. Z knew he was big, the last thing he wanted to do was hurt this boy.

"H-oh, shit, are you alright?" He immediately pulled his cock out. 

Devon let out a displeased sigh as the tip of Aaron's cock slid out of and past his now puffy, pink lips. He was confused on why he was suddenly pulling out all cautious-like, and then it clicked that he'd been making himself cry via his gag reflex. 

That action was responsible and necessary, but whatever Aaron might have assumed from Devon's face couldn't have been more wrong. The guy couldn't have been happier. 

"I'm fine," Devon croaked, smiling a little.

Z wore a slightly unsure and hesitant look, off-brand for him. 

"You sure?"

Devon just groaned an "ugh," and figured that he'd have to go back in himself. So he forced the whole thing down his throat at once, using his hands at the base and bobbing at a rhythm almost immediately.

"Fuck!"

With no warning except for the shout Z gave, hot semen shot into Devon's mouth and right down his throat. He swallowed every last drop, and swore it physically made him feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Z's hips trembled, and his mouth hung open, breathing heavily.

Both boys each took a bit of time to piece their brains back together, especially Z after that orgasm.

Devon rested back on his arms after wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He scanned the room, finding everyone just lazing lethargically. He was proud of himself for having this effect on them, but he might have been the most tired. Of course he has to return to his normal life, but reality can wait a little...because he needed a nap.

***

After what couldn't have been more than 30 minutes, Devon awoke to the sounds of a couple band members talking softly and someone in the kitchen (most likely Jesse, getting a snack). He surveyed the large room to find that the rest of the boys were all fully clothed again.

After he got his wits about him, he decided he should probably do the same. He tucked his slightly sticky dick away, physically cringing at the squish it made in his boxers. I gotta shower as soon as I get home, he noted. He then tugged his jeans up over his crotched and zipped them up. He grabbed his nearby shirt and began to tug it on.

As he puts on his shirt, the fact that he has to leave becomes very real to him. 

But he was only a little bummed...because you can't be that sad when you just had sex with your favorite boy band.

Now, where's the damn hat? He thought absently.

From the other side of the room, Aaron T spotted Devon as he was getting redressed. 

"Gotta get home, huh?"

"Yeahh," Devon replied monotonously. 

"It's about that time." He added, slipping on his bucket hat back on.

Something in T's chest sank a little hearing Devon sound seriously emotionless for the first time that night. He shared a look with Robaire, who was collectedly resting against the headboard of one of the beds, and Jesse now on the couch. He knew what he wanted to do.

"Well," He got up from the beanbag with a deep sigh, an exaggerated one.

"We can't just let you go without kissin' goodbye, now can we?" He said with that signature Aaron-T charm that could make anyone swoon. He'd stalked his way over to Devon by now, and they were up close and personal.

He closed the gap in between them. Aaron's kiss was adventurous and felt like doing something you weren't supposed to, and it was so hot. It had a wildly horny essence, made Devon want to hump something or someone like a puppy in heat. T pulled away slowly, that smile still on his lips.

"Damn, you're good. And-fuck-, I can still taste Z on your tongue." He laughed.

"Ughhh," A different voice started dramatically. Devon's head turned to the direction of the sound and it had came from TaeYoung.

"I don't feel like getting up and don't think my legs work anymore. Come kiss me toooo," he whined from his place on the bed.

Devon couldn't help but chuckle at that, making his way over to the bed. "Anything for you," He stated before connecting his lips with the boy's wet, pink, pouty ones. 

Tae's kiss was sensual and a little messy. There wasn't a lot of tongue, but it somehow felt a slippery-sweet and the allure rivaled that of a siren.

Tae leaned away eventually, ending the connection and string of saliva with his tongue.

"Mmm, you were a lot of fun, Devon." He whispers sultrily in his ear, before laying his head back down and letting his eyes slowly slide closed as he fell into a fitful rest. 

Man, He's cute. Devon thought, laughing through his nose and shaking his head. He patted TaeYoung's head before standing back up straight again. Just as he began to look for somebody else, his eyes locked with Jesse's.

He must've been looking already.

"Can't forget about me, huh?" He teased from the couch.

Devon rolled his eyes at him playfully.

Jesse just stands from the couch with a laugh, stepping over to him. "C'mere," he says good-naturedly.

Jesse's kiss was warm and comforting with a hint of well-controlled leading. Like a perfectly roasted marshmallow over a fire, or a heated blanket in the dead of winter. 

He broke the kiss eventually, couldn't help but grin. 

"You know, we should smoke again sometime." The blonde man said in a farewell manner. (Not that he wouldn't have done this with Devon completely sober. He would have taken this chance without a drop of alcohol or a trace of drugs in his body.)

Just then, Robaire walked out of one of the other rooms. His eyes automatically landed on Devon.

"Aw hey, look who woke up." He said warmly, walking over to the two. He glanced at the clock on the stove, which read 12:05 am.

"Oh geez. Didn't realize it was that late." He scratched his head. He looked back to Devon, sighing with a sly little smirk.
"Guess I'd better get my last kiss in too." 

  His kiss was slow, yet bold and assertive, as he placed one strong hand on Devon's waist and the other on his back. Devon fell into a comfortable tempo and place with the kiss quickly. But as quickly as it began, it ended. 

"Not bad, pretty boy. Not bad at all." He finished, winking at him.

Devon smiled, and turned to the other side of the room. Just as he began to make his way to the door, his eyes fell on Z. 

He'd been standing in the doorway. Before Devon could even do anything, Z spoke up. "You don't even have to say something, I already know." He said softly with a very Z-fitting smile. He made a move to kiss Devon finally.

His kiss was like all of the members's at the same time. Made him aroused like T's, but was sexy like Tae's. Dominating like Robaire's, and comforted him like Jesse's, but in an understanding way, as if he could read his mind. And right now, Devon was thinking 'I don't wanna go home'.

He finished kissing him, pulling away and clasping Devon's hand. 

"Hey..You don't have to leave with a long face. We enjoyed having you, and...we're only a phone call away." He smiled slightly, slipping his hand away. The other members all said something similar in agreement. Z opened the door for him, and Aaron T, Tae-Young, Jesse, and Robaire called out their final goodbyes. He bid them a farewell and stepped out of the room and into a calm hotel hallway. The door closed behind him, and it was only then that Devon realized there was a slip of paper in his hand. He looked down at it. It had all of their phone numbers written down on it.

He couldn't help the little grin that graced his face. 

Maybe things wouldn't be so bad after all.

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damn bro i fell off hard aint nobody reading this no more 😂