Chapter 1: Start
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I wanted to create this first so I don't forget to post my ideas, also since I feel like some of the content might be things people haven't really written about on here much. I will primarily be writing 2doc as 2d being more dominant/top and Murdoc being a sub/bottom, though I may diverge from that track if I feel like it suits the idea I have in mind.
The main fetish/kink/situation will be listed in the chapter so you can skip any you don't like, since I know some of this stuff might not be everyone's cup of tea. I will not be writing any death, full on abuse or underage sex though. Which tbh I think it's weird how that last one even is a thing for this ship on here.
Even though it's porn I do want to write about the characters and how the two idiots interact with each other.
Well, hope you enjoy! Or don't!
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Another gig in the bag, another bank load of cash from all the merchandise sold and concert tickets. If anything this was the usual for them, for him even, to be so great that even one concert could make this amount of money. For a moment the bassist had to decide on how to celebrate, maybe some fine aged rum? Or perhaps have a little fun with some groupies?
Honestly those two were getting a bit boring lately, sure it was fun to drink alcohol until you pass out and sure it was fun to fuck some bimbo backstage, but he needed something fresh, something new.
With a little pep in his step, Murdoc practically skipped over to 2d's backstage room where he was probably fiddling with some piano keys or something boring like that.
Without knocking, the crow haired figure practically barged right on into 2d's space like he typically did after any of their gigs. Watching as the twerp jolted at the loud noise, before sort of relaxing once he noticed it was just Murdoc and his usual abrasiveness. After closing the door shut, boosts treaded over to the sofa, sitting down and watching as 2d hesitantly made his way over, offering him a fag.
Taking it from his fingers, Muds put it to his lips and took a deep drag, a smug smile on his face.
''Another one in the bag, eh? I knew we could do it, you and me''
''Mhm'' 2d mumbled, smoking his own fag and tapping his foot, like he was trying to get the dude next to him to just say what he wanted already. Noticing the movement, Murdoc let out a cackle, twirling the fag between his fingers. It was common ground now for him to whisk 2d up into some random fib as a reasoning to do something together, recently it was due to their gigs and how well they were getting paid.
2d had to give it to him that yes, their gigs were doing great and they got lots of money, but did that really mean they had to celebrate by doing things? Not like he was complaining in the department of getting action, he himself couldn't deny that Murdoc was good in bed, it just got a bit repetitive at times.
''So I was thinking yeh? That we should do something, you know, celebrate us getting that bank?''
''And wha would tha be?''
Murdoc grinned from ear to ear, leaning back casually as he continued smoking, said smoke slowly drifting off into the shadows of the room.
''I was thinking you could decide, hm? Use that bunged up brain box of yours''
That was interesting, he hasn't allowed 2d to decide for quite a while.
Leaning back as well, the singer stuck out his tongue to the corner of his mouth, fingers fidgeting together as he tried to think. Last time they did this, Murdoc had given him a blow job, the time before that he had eaten the bassist out, maybe this time they could try something a bit more...taboo?
Glancing back at those dirty bangs and the snaggle toothed smile on his bandmates face, 2d decided to ask him, knowing that the dude wasn't exactly vanilla.
''How about eh, heh, I piss on ya?''
...
''Wot?''
''Ya know, ya get on the floor and I piss on ya, I mean...obviously we don't haf ta-''
Suddenly, Murdoc stopped leaning against the sofa, straightening up and dabbing out the fag with his tongue before flicking it off to the wooden floor, mismatched eyes watching 2d like he just said the most interesting thing ever. The blue haired man didn't expect a reaction like that, but it was oddly endearing to see him all excited.
''You'd piss on me? Like, get it on ma face and stuff? Maybe...even on my trousers?''
''Uh, yeh...if that's fine with you. It's jus' a bit more interestin' than the other shit we been doing lately''
Nodding his head, Murdoc looked about a bit before rubbing his knees, starting to feel a bit warm. He hadn't of expected 2d to say such a thing, which in itself was erotic. But the idea of such an innocent looking guy like him, taking his cock out just to piss on his face or his chest or even both, made his cock throb in his trousers. With a shaky breath, the bassist shrugged his shoulders. ''Sure then, if that's what you realllyyyy want''
''Oh okay'' 2d Smiled, happy that they could agree on something. At that, he got off the sofa, finishing his own fag and dabbing it out on the ashtray before tapping his knee, silently signaling Murdoc to get on the floor. It was fine anyway, there were no cracks in the floorboards and the door was locked, not like someone was going to come in and catch them in the act. Was it gross? Yeh, but at the same time it'd probably feel nice, a sort of revenge for all the times Muds hit him or threw some sort of insult in his general direction.
As his clothed knees brushed against the wooden floor, Murdoc knelt there on the floor, pupils boring right up into 2d's blank ones as he waited.
Nimble skinny fingers tugged at his belt, slowly letting it clank onto the floor to his side before getting down to undoing his buttons. It was sort of intoxicating to see Murdoc wait like that, that dumb smirk replaced with one of focus, of want. Those eyes watched every movement of his fingers, watching as he undid the buttons and tugged down his zipper.
Licking his lips, Muds felt his eyes practically pop out of his head as that long cock was taken out of those stuffy trousers. It was definitely long, slightly thin girth wise with a soft pink head, the vein trailing along the underside made his mouth water. As 2d took his length into his hand and aimed the soft flesh at the bassist, all he could do was stare.
After about two minutes, the stream slowly started to appear, small trickles turned into a thin line of yellow dusted liquid. When Murdoc felt it on his body, he felt the hair on his skin spike up.
It started on his neck, slowly aiming down to his chest right where his body hair lay, the feeling of the warm liquid gushing against him just made his cock harder. Meanwhile, 2d watched in awe as his leader just knelt there and took it, took the disgraceful act of literally being pissed on. The singer sighed as the stream kept flowing, taking note of how Muds stuck his tongue out, taking that as an invitation to aim right at his face.
With a happy little noise, Murdoc softly ground his hips against one of his hands, trying to help the ache in his trousers as that yellow stream got in his mouth, hair and face. He opened his mouth wider, tongue sticking out more as hazy eyes kept his gaze locked on 2d, making sure to swallow every now and then so he didn't choke.
''Ya like that, eh?'' 2d spoke up, voice soft and soothing as he continued, even giving his length a little shake to get a bit more out of him. When Murdoc nodded his head, all he could do was snicker. ''How's it feel? Havin' ma piss trickle down yer face like some sort of toilet? I knew yew would be into something weird like this''
Murdoc couldn't help but lean into the humiliation, hand on his clothed erection starting to rub harder and face flushing deeper as he spoke up, the stream moving down to his crotch.
''I-I love it, mmmhhn, gettin' me moist just thinkin' about it''
''Bet you're rock hard too, yet the fans think yer some badass. When really yew just take it like a bitch''
With a soft whimper, the leader just hung his head, panting softly as he kept palming himself through his slacks, not daring to take them off just yet, not when that stream still wasn't finished with debasing him. After a minute longer, the stream slowly started to trickle away, making Muds pant and lean closer to his cock, forehead brushing just past it as he tried to get any remaining drops left from his bandmate.
After one last little tug, 2d let go of his cock, watching as Murdoc started to rub against the flesh. It was semi erect now, mostly due to how much Murdoc was putting on a show for him. With a soft giggle, he moved his hand to Mud's cheek and tilted his head up, looking lovingly into those mismatched eyes.
''Thas it, you did real good. 'ow about we take care of each other now, yeah?''
With a eager nod, Murdoc quickly shuffled closer on his knees as 2d sat down on the sofa, spreading his legs and watching as long green fingers shakily held onto his thighs before moving up to his cock, his face hovering over the appendage with a wild eagerness. Meanwhile, the singer's shoe moved to between Murdoc's legs, giving his crotch a welcoming rub.
With a shaky hand and an blissed out expression, Murdoc softly grabbed the cock hanging just above him and started to slide his fingers up and down, watching the skin as it pulled back and forth, hypnotized by the visual. There was just something about dicks, how thick and warm they were, how pubic hair trailed down to the base and balls tightened when men came, it honestly made him squirt a bit of pre in his trousers sometimes while they were on stage or when he was in his winnebago alone at night.
2d's was probably one of his favorites, sure it wasn't thick like some guy's he had in the past, but man it could reach deep and the way those blue pubes stood out like a warning sign just made his brain turn to mush.
''Been waiting for this'' Murdoc admitted, breath heavy and eyes lidded as he darted his tongue out, relishing in the musky taste. It helped that 2d was rubbing his erection now too, even if it was just with his foot. Which honestly? Was probably hotter than 2d using his hand. ''Ever since ya last had me in the toilets at my winnie, fuck...that was amazing''
With a shaky exhale, 2d nodded his head, trying to focus on his breathing and the way his bandmate was stroking and sometimes licking his erection. Hands shakily moved up to the crow-like locks and held onto it, forcing him just a little bit closer.
''Mmmn, j-just...keep goin', w-wanna come on yer face tonight''
''Yeh?'' Murdoc breathlessly chuckled, stroking his mate's cock a bit harder, making sure to get a good grip on it while his face moved down to 2d's balls, nuzzling his nose against them. ''I'm thinking you should come in my mouth instead, missed the taste of your seed on ma lips''
''God, d-don't say things like that'' 2d muttered, tilting his head back and closing his eyes as he melted into the sensation, foot still continuing to rub against his friends erection. He could feel Murdoc press up into it, rolling those hips eagerly into the sole of his shoe.
Suddenly that mouth enveloped his cock, and 2d had to grip onto those black locks again to steady himself, his breath hitching as Murdoc started to suck him off eagerly, purposefully using that long snake-like tongue to wrap around the appendage, one of his hands moving down to 2d's balls, fondling them with care.
The room slowly fills with the sound of Murdoc's throat, wet and slippery as he continued his movements. In a way this was just what he needed, a perfect distraction from his own mind and the world around him, just to be held and talked down on and drenched in urine like some filthy sort of sponge, soaking in every drop of attention he can get before he runs dry and needs another fill. If he wasn't so addicted to drinking his precious rum, he would probably be begging for more of this on the daily.
Moving up to take a break from using his mouth, the bass player took a moment to breathe while both of his hands worked on 2d's cock, tongue darted out and heavy eyes looking onward as he felt the length in his hands throb needlessly.
''That's it, yeh...spill that load on my face, god I want that f-fat nut on my tongue''
With a slight shift and his toes curling in his trainers, 2d couldn't help but look down at Murdoc with the same heavy gaze, panting heavily and letting out desperate groans and whimpers as he got closer and closer.
''S-Shit I'm...I'm gonna come Mudpie, oh...oh fuck!''
''Shit, that's it, f-fuck...give me your come bluebird''
After a couple more pumps, 2d cried out and held him close as he finally came. When he did, he gasped as the man below him suddenly wrapped his lips around the head of his cock, sucking long and hard as the load shot into his mouth, making the orgasm hit him even harder than it would of without it.
Thick ropes of come shot down Murdoc's throat, making him gag just a little as he tried to swallow everything he could, lidded eyes watching above as his friend slowly came down from his orgasm. The taste was bitter, even a bit salty, but the way it mixed in with the lingering taste of urine in his mouth just added to the humiliating sensations, making him jizz in his thong, causing him to choke and shiver at the sudden load.
After a minute or so, Murdoc let go and moved back on the floor, panting and using his hands to grip the floorboards underneath him, trying to ignore the fact he just came in his trousers and the sticky feeling of piss under his palms. When 2d snapped out of his daze, he looked down at Murdoc, smiling weakly.
''Let's get ya cleaned up, yeh? Yer drenched''
With a little eyeroll, the other just responded with a small nod, though he couldn't help but meekly smile back.