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Simon sits down at the mirror in the dressing room at SWX and starts combing his fingers through his curls. They’re in Bristol, UK for the 5th stop of his tour and tonight he’s tired. He’s still been on a high since the London show when Wille surprised him on stage but then he had to go back home the next day. Simon has been having a hard time sleeping without him. He decides to just do minimal makeup for tonight’s show and leaves his curls natural.
He hears the door open, expecting his tour manager or one of the crew to tell him how much time until he has to be on stage but to his surprise Wille walks in! He jumps up and runs to give him a hug.
“What are you doing here?” Simon asks excitedly.
“I watched a livestream of Birmingham and needed to bring you something.” Wille replies, holding out a small black box, “Open it.”
Simon takes a step back while taking the box from Wille and pulls the lid off.
“It’s a, a-“ Simon starts.
“It’s a collar. I think you need to be reminded who you belong to. You got a bit too wild at the last show so tonight you can wear this and remember you are mine,” Wille whispers, wrapping his hand softly around Simon’s throat, “Bring the sexy but not too much or I’ll have to punish you.” Wille’s eyes go dark as he plants a kiss on Simon’s lips.
“FIVE MINUTES” they hear through the door.
“Here, let me put it on you,” Wille says, fastening it around his neck.
Simon runs his finger along the heart and smiles at Wille in the mirror, “I love you.”
“I love you too, I’ll be watching from side stage, no one needs to know I’m here.”
Simon starts the show off the same way he typically does but every time he feels the collar tighten on his neck he’s reminded Wille is watching him. He keeps himself from dancing too wild at first, every once in a while looking to Wille off stage. But then Rude Boy starts, he loves the way this song makes him feel, so confident, so sexy. He dances full out and makes sure to lock eyes with Wille when he sings “Tonight I’ma let you be a rider, giddy up, giddy up, giddy up babe” and thrusting his hips. Wille glares at him and bites his lip. Oh shit, I’m gonna be in trouble tonight, Simon thinks. The rest of the show he’s pretty tame, he doesn’t even take his shirt off during Mi Casa Su Casa.
As Simon comes off the stage Wille hooks his finger through the heart on the collar and pulls him flush against him, kissing him deeply.
“I’ll meet you in your room on the bus,” Wille whispers in his ear before biting his neck just above the collar and walks away, leaving Simon breathless.
He quickly runs to the dressing room, collecting his stuff and tells the tour manager he’s heading back to the bus.
~~~
The bus driver opens the door for Wille and he walks up the stairs to Simon’s room. He didn’t think they’d see each other this month, let alone fuck so he is glad Simon has the big room with the big bed on the bus. He drops his bag on the chair and kicks off his shoes while he searches for the lube. Tonight is going to be a little different than their typical sex together and he is excited, he’s already semi hard. He slides his pants and underwear off and lays down, his legs resting wide on the bed. He rubs lube into his fingers and slides one into his tight rim slowly. It’s been awhile since he bottomed so he knows it’ll take a while to get prepped and ready. But he wants to be ready when Simon gets there so decides to add a second finger right away.
He lays his head back when he starts scissoring himself open but jolts it back up when he hears a gasp.
“Fuck Wille,” Simon exhales, standing frozen in the doorway.
“Close the door, Simon,” Wille smiles, “I have a different plan for tonight and I wanted to be ready when you got here.” He slides his fingers all the way in and moans.
By the time Wille opens his eyes again Simon is naked, head to toe, stroking himself. The only thing he has on is the heart collar. When Simon starts to climb on the bed Wille stops him.
“Open my bag and get out the supplies,” he says pointing to the chair.
Simon unzips the bag and pulls out rope and nipple clamps. He holds them up to Wille.
“I had to pack light so that’s all we have for tonight, bring them here.”
Simon tosses them on the bed and crawls over Wille, kissing him from his ankles, up his inner thighs, across his dick and trails kisses all the way up to his lips.
Wille wraps his arms around Simon as their tongues find each other and flips him so he’s on his back. He grips the collar and tugs a bit, when Simon gasps Wille’s eyes turn dark with lust.
“You were a RUDE boy tonight and now I’m going to punish you,” he says, grabbing the rope and moving up to put his knees on each side of Simon’s chest. His cock is hard now and so close to Simon’s mouth, he could just slide right into it if he wanted but he needs to focus on the rope in his hand. He lifts Simon’s arms, crossing them at the wrists and starts to wrap the rope around them.
“Since there’s nowhere to tie you to the bed, I want you to keep your hands right where they’re at above your head unless I tell you otherwise, do you understand?”
Simon just nods.
“Good boy,” Wille says, sliding himself down Simon’s body until his mouth is around his nipple.
He sucks gently on one and then moves to the other, rubbing the opposite nipple between his fingers before finding the clamps. Wille knows Simon doesn’t enjoy them but he needs to be punished after being a naughty boy tonight.
“What’s your safeword, Simon?”
“Purple”
Wille just hums as he opens the first clamp and slowly attaches it to Simon’s nipple. Simon lets out a whine and Wille reaches for the next one. Simon squeals when the second clamp is in place and starts to squirm under him.
“Wille, please take them off, please!”
“Not yet, love. They’re on there to remind you who you belong to,” Wille says, leaning down and sucking Simon’s lip between his, “Use your safeword if you need. Now, you said I could be the rider tonight, didn’t you? So.. I’m going to get you ready for me. Do not move your hands from above your head, no matter how much you want to touch. Understand?”
“Mmmhmm,” Simon purrs as Wille kisses down his neck, leaving a soft peck on each nipple and continues mapping out Simon’s chest and abs with his lips and tongue. When he reaches Simon’s cock he looks up at him and open his mouth, “Please,” Simon begs.
Wille wraps his lips around the tip of Simon’s soft cock, sucking lightly but as he feels him growing hard he’s overcome with hunger and takes him deep into his throat, over and over until Simon is panting heavily. He releases Simon’s cock and it falls heavy onto his stomach. Wille grabs the lube again, this time adding some to the tip of Simon’s dick, stroking it a few times to get it completely wet. He sits up and straddles Simon, reaching back between his ass cheeks, running a wet finger over his tight hole. He shivers in anticipation. He holds onto Simon’s cock and stares into his eyes as he lowers him onto it. When the tip slides in they both moan in unison.
“Fuck Wille, I’d forgotten how good it feels to be inside you.”
The pleasure and pain are too intense for Wille to speak, he just grunts. He continues to slowly take Simon deep into him, feeling every part of his cock against his tight walls. When he finally bottoms out, he freezes to let them both adjust.
~~~
Simon can’t remember the last time he felt this on fire during sex. He’s doing everything he can to not bust too soon. Looking up at Wille as sweat drips down his chest, all he wants to do is touch his beautiful man but he can’t move his hands so he just stares. Wille is so tight around him as he bounces up and down, riding his cock.
“Can I cum?” Simon asks.
“Not until I say,” Wille answers.
“Well stay still for a second then or I’m going to…” Simon says as he closes his eyes and pushes his head back into the pillow, arching his back, holding himself together.
Wille takes Simon’s full length and freezes, their labored breathing and muffled voices from the bus fill the air.
“Can you take the clamps off now?” Simon pleads.
Simon breathes a sigh of relief as Wille releases both and tosses them on his bag.
“You ready?” Wille asks.
Simon nods as Wille circles his hips a few times. Wille moves his legs and now plants his feet on each side of Simon’s hips, slowly sliding up and down his hard cock.
Wille leans forward, places his hand around Simon’s neck on top of the collar and squeezes gently.
You’ve done this before, you can trust him, focus on the pleasure, Simon reminds himself as Wille’s grip on his throat gets tighter and he’s only able to take shallow breaths. He feels the pressure building as Wille rides him faster, his dick slapping against Simon’s stomach. When Wille reaches to stroke himself, Simon knows he’s close too.
As the pressure of Simon’s orgasm builds, the tighter the grip on his neck gets, the more he is fighting against the rope around his wrists. He starts to get frantic, panicking until he hears Wille’s voice.
“Simon, look at me.” Simon immediately locks eyes with him. “Good boy, keep… your eyes… on me,” Wille manages to get out between moans.
Simon can feel Wille tighten around him and lets out a strangled moan, his eyes involuntarily rolling to the back of his head. When he opens them again, Wille has leaned in closer to him.
“Do you want to cum?”
Simon nods enthusiastically.
Wille sits fully down on Simon’s cock and throws his head back. As he starts stroking himself faster, Simon bucks his hips thrusting into Wille. Wille lets out a low growl before he whispers, “Cum for me, Simon, give me your load.”
Simon hadn’t realized how much he was holding back until he hears those words and Wille releases his throat. He gasps for air and explodes deep inside Wille simultaneously, letting out a scream that the whole bus probably hears. His breath catches when he feels Wille tighten around him again and he twitches from the oversensitivity but doesn’t move because he knows Wille is almost there. Simon slowly pushes his hips into the mattress and slams into Wille one last time. Wille lets out a guttural moan as he shoots cum all over Simon’s chest and abs. They both go limp, collapsing into each other, until they catch their breath.
“Maybe I should be a naughty boy more often?” Simon smirks with a twinkle in his eye. He holds out his wrists to Wille and he unties him.
Wille just laughs and raises an eyebrow as he slowly lifts himself off Simon.
“I love you Simon,” Wille says walking to the side of the bed leaning down to run his fingers through his hair and kiss him.
“I love you too, I’ve missed you. Can you stay with me tonight?”
“I can, I just have to be back home tomorrow evening.” Wille says as he steps into the small bathroom, grabbing a wet washcloth and tossing it to Simon.
Simon wipes himself off as best as he can and Wille does the same. They both throw on a t-shirt and pajama pants before going down to join the boys in the front of the bus.
“Heeeeeeeyy” they all cheer, “When the bus is a rockin’ don’t come a knockin’!!” Henry says. Wille and Simon just roll their eyes and laugh.