DISCLAIMER:
If you're under 18 then dont read this, or your eyes may bleed. This is purely a work of fiction and I have no knowledge about the true sexuality of the members of McFly. Now enjoy.
Fresh off their latest UK tour, McFly had just one more appointment to fulfil in their busy schedule before going on holiday to a hot, sexy country somewhere in the Med. Although the tour had been a maelstrom of success from both the reaction of fans and critics alike, Tom, Danny, Harry and Dougie felt a strange and heavy mix of achievement and exhaustion.
Tom particularly missed his long-time girlfriend. His heart almost ached from being away from her for so long. Danny on the other hand, felt thoroughly starved off any female affection; their smell, the soft silky touch of their skin and their wondrous breasts... He had been planning on jumping on the first opportunity of pussy as soon as he could. It was often pointed out to Danny by the other lads that he could literally have any of the fans he wanted- which was exactly why he rarely did so. Danny Jones was a young man who loved the chase just as much as the catch...
The thought of loneliness never seemed to drift into Harry and Dougie's minds much. The two were completely inseparable, constantly mucking around, having a laugh. Over the past few weeks however, Harry had noticed that his best mate Dougie was being particularly quiet- even to his usual standards. Harry was going to make sure he'd raise the issue with the others as soon as they finished this last job.
McFly had been given an opportunity a few weeks ago they just couldn't refuse. Some TV execs approached the band to take part in a ghost hunt that would be shown live to the nation. But, not unusually, they first had to do a trial run- so the execs could make sure they would be entertaining enough for the viewers. This therefore meant that the lads would be dropped off at an unknown location, given camcorders, and left to their own devices for the night. It was too good to pass up- get paid a bundle to spend a whole night off in an empty manor or wherever, with nothing to do but pretend to be a little scared of the odd squeaky floorboard, or act as if they'd seen something moving in the corner of their eye.
When the lads were given their instructions and dropped off by the production company at around midnight, they were immediately impressed at their surroundings: they were standing by a towered entrance, looking into a vast castle courtyard. The huge, majestic and imposing castle, with its mess of towers and battlements surrounded them as they made their way into the centre of the grassy courtyard. The cold night air was thick with intrigue and suspense.
`What the fuck we sposed to do now, eh?' Danny asked the others, who looked equally nonplussed, when suddenly a voice came from behind them.
Well you could always try asking someone- that usually helps' said the young woman who appeared out of nowhere. Tom moved forward right away, held out his hand and said Hi, you must be er...'
Holly. Pleasure to meet you' she answered shaking Tom's hand. Certainly is, love' said Danny through a wide cheeky grin as he surveyed what he could see of their new company in the moonlight. Her hair was fiery red and curly, with a pale complexion and cute freckles to match, not unlike Danny's.
I'll be your guide for the night' she announced with an air of authority, I'll show you around the rooms, where to go, and answer any of your questions'
Any, eh?' piped up Danny immediately- he was already in Flirt Mode. Holly smiled back and surveyed him like he was a troublesome school boy. Keeping it professional, she replied As much as you'll need to survive the night'. Danny felt like he was on a school trip and Holly was their strict teacher keeping him in check. Except unlike the teachers he fancied when he was at school, he reckoned he might actually have a chance with this one...
`Come on, we better get inside- there's meant to be rain coming soon' she said turning on her heel and moving forward, and the lads followed suite.
`Try and keep in your pants for once, Dan' Dougie muttered when he caught Danny's expression- which looked like he'd won the jackpot of some sort of sex lottery, but only Harry seemed to hear Dougie. Tom quickened his pace to keep up with Holly; apparently genuinely interested about the castle. Danny meanwhile was also becoming increasingly interested, except he chose to lag behind slightly for a better view of Holly's arse.
`Guys she is so fucking fit!' Danny exclaimed as they followed her to the enormous tower.
Well make a move then!' Harry encouraged, I don't think I can put up with another night of your noisy wanks on the bus'.
At least give the poor cow a chance' spat Dougie. Giving up on him, Harry asked Dougie what's wrong, mate?'
`Yeah Doug, what's your fucking problem? She not weird enough for ya?' asked Danny angrily. But before Dougie could respond they suddenly came to an abrupt halt at the foot of a tower. Holly got out a large set of keys, opened the heavy door and made her way inside, and again the boys followed, each secretly fearing being left alone in the pitch black and supposedly haunted grounds.
`This is where we'll be staying the night. We'll stick to this part of the castle as it's reportedly the most spiritually prevalent' explained Holly as they climbed the stone spiral staircase, only guided by the sound of her echoed voice as there was no glimmer of light anywhere.
Out of the blue (or indeed black) they came to a halt, and the boys knocked into each other like a bunch of dominos nearly sending Harry flying back down the stairs as he was at the back (`Watch it lads!')
`This is the Baron's quarters. Or should I say was.' Holly said as they entered a fairly small, brightly lit space full of old furniture and paintings. One by one the boys came into the room, already feeling slightly unnerved by their new surroundings.
Who has the video cameras?' Holly asked them sternly. Danny was so distracted by the sight of his latest fancy in proper light that he didn't realise he was holding one- Hmmm? Oh shit yeah, sorry love. Here you go.' he said passing it to her.
This is where the Baron killed many if not all of his victims' Holly said as she began setting up the video camera on top of a tall wardrobe. With her arms outstretch and on her tip-toes, it caused her top to lift slightly, revealing a tantalising glimmer of flesh that Danny naturally made the most of. Here I'll give you a hand' said Harry about to move towards her and help, when suddenly Danny seized upon the opportunity for the small bit of chivalry, and moved over towards her and helped her by putting the camera in the best position on top of the wardrobe, and turning it on.
`Anytime, love' said Danny with his usual cheeky grin.
Anyway' said Holly, trying not to smile back at him as I was saying, this is the very room where the Baron's callous murdering took place' she said taking off her jacket and placing it on the dusty desk by the window. Holly began prowling around the room between the young men, obviously trying to unnerve them even more.
`You see, it is widely believed that after the Baron moved here, he began a secret affair with one of his young servant men. It went on for weeks if not months, and the two seemed very much in love, until the Baron started to become suspicious and wary about his young lover. He lived in constant fear that their secret would out and he would be severely punished for his crimes'.
`So then one night, after another session of passion between the two, the Baron crept up on his sleeping servant boy with his knife, and stabbed him in the back and slit his throat. He had killed his one true love, and now he needed to dispose of the body; so he cut it up into pieces and hid them in the walls of this very room.'
At this point the McFly men seemed to be living on very different planets during Holly's tale. Tom had been shifting on the spot, looking around the room nervously like was actually expecting to be attacked by an angry ghost, Harry had his arms folded and had rolled his eyes so much they could have fallen out of their sockets. Danny meanwhile wasn't paying the slightest bit of attention and was unashamedly using every second in her company to quite simply gawp at Holly's gorgeous breasts, whereas Dougie just stood there looking down at the floor, arms folded and obviously thinking he'd rather be anywhere but this stupid castle...
Hold on' Tom said in a slightly shaky voice, didn't you say victims a minute ago? As in, more than one...?'
Well I can see why they call you the brains of the outfit' said Holly. Yes we're fairly sure the Baron had more than one affair with certain male staff members of the castle, killing each of them in a more brutal way than the last'
`Fortunately the old bugger finally got caught and was immediately hung for all his crimes' finished Holly so flippantly she could have been talking about the weather.
`How do even know all this?' asked Harry sounding like he'd overdosed on sceptical pills.
My family have lived here for generations- in fact my parents still partly own the castle.' replied Holly sharply. It was obvious Holly and Harry didn't really click'...
So come on then, Hol' said Danny quickly trying to break the sudden tension with an enormous change of subject, who's your favourite McFly lad- everyone's got one!' he said taking off his cap and ruffling his hair as if to make a better impression.
Well all my girlfriends would go with Dougie', (Dougie was half expecting this response, but he was sick of hearing he was fittest member of the group- he knew who the real talent was...) But personally I prefer my men more... manly' she added, winking at Danny.
Moving on' she continued, regaining her authoritative voice, you may recognise some of the people in these paintings; over here is Anne Boleyn, who spent much of her time in this bedroom during the winter months. Here on the desk is her tin in which all her-'
`Mate did you hear that! I'm so fucking in there!' said Danny excitedly whilst she and Tom had their backs turned talking.
`You're acting like such a twat, dude' said Dougie.
What is your fucking problem Doug? You've been off on one for weeks now' Danny said beginning to square up to him. Tom obviously heard this and decided, being the usual mediator of the group, to ease the growing rift, and said Come on guys, leave it yeah? This place is bad enough without you two falling out'.
`Actually, is anyone else baking in here?' Tom continued, feeling his red cheeks which looked rather cute against his pale skin.
`Yes I am bloody hot actually' Holly said, but before Danny could make the obvious reply he caught the look on Dougie's face and had to stop himself, again causing Holly to smile at Danny.
I think the heating must be broken' she said checking the radiator behind the desk. The blasted maintenance men should have fixed this by now... OW shit!'
`Whoa you alright, love' said Danny running across the room to her aid.
`Yes I've just burnt my hand a tiny bit' Holly said, now looking into Danny's sweet blue puppy-dog eyes as he delicately held her hand.
`I could kiss it better for you, if you like...?' said Danny softly, and just as he went in to for a gentle kiss, there was a loud CRACK of thunder outside the room, causing them all to jump and scream at the same time. Suddenly they were in once again plummeted into a void of black.
Oh great, this is all we need' said Harry. Now that the room was empty of substance, they could hear the heavy pelting rain and wind outside. Is everyone alright?' They all replied except Dougie.
`Dougie? You there?' asked Harry quickly.
`Yes I'm here' grumbled Dougie quietly.
`Aww what's the matter- is little Dougie-Wougie scared?' taunted Danny.
`Oh piss off donkey breath.' spat Dougie, when all of a sudden the sound of a lighter flicked and a miniscule flame dimly lit the room. Harry went around the room lighting the lamps mounted on the walls and gradually the room and everyone in it became visible again. Danny was now holding Holly from behind in a gentle hug, and Dougie was sitting on the edge of the bed sulking.
`Christ I can hardly breathe- there's no air in this bloody oven!' Holly said detaching herself from Danny as she starting flapping her hands to her face desperate to keep cool.
`Well fix it then!' Harry said angrily.
`I beg your pardon?' she replied rather taken aback.
`Oh come on- first the heating going bust and now the electricity failing. This is all just scare tactics you lot have set up!' Harry said as he moved towards the window trying to open it.
`And what exactly do you mean by "you lot"?' she replied furiously.
`You and the production team! Everyone knows these programmes are rigged behind the scenes' said Harry giving up on the locked window- he felt like a wild animal trapped in a very hot cage.
Listen this ain't a set up, alright?' Danny said defensively as he took a comforting hold of Holly's arm. All that ghost shit is real on the tele'
`Danny, don't be so naive' smiled Holly.
`Oh cheers love' he said slightly hurt.
No, no- I think its sweet...' she said, starting to giggle as they shared a hug. By this point Harry and Dougie had had enough: One more minute with these two and I might have to exorcise the contents of my stomach' Harry said `Right I'm gonna go back outside and look for some help- the production team might still be out there somewhere'
`Yeah I'm coming with you' Dougie said as he stood up from the bed.
No wait hold on guys, we need to stick together!' Tom said anxiously we should just stay here and see what happens'.
Fuck that! You lot can stay and melt to death in the dark box of death here' Harry said fastening his coat securely for the oncoming weather me and Doug will go and make this whole thing worth the bloody while'. Harry then snatched up the other camcorder, pocketed it, and the two young men walked out of the room without another word.
Tom, Danny and Holly were now alone in the historic room together. Tom busied himself by the desk, feeling increasingly like a third wheel as Danny and Holly's flirtatious behaving was making the room feel even hotter. `Seriously though, crazy shit weather like this gets me proper horny' Danny said to Holly as he rubbed his pumped up chest.
Really?' said Holly, now completely under the thrall of the infamous Mr Danny Jones How come?'
Well, I think its cause my first time, was like, in the middle of a field in a tent' explained Danny, as if he was regaling some brilliantly epic tale, when it was totally pissing and thundering it down. Must bring back happy memories...' he added, moving closer and closer to Holly's beautiful face. But before his lips reached hers, Holly turned to Tom and said `What about you Tom, what gets you off?'
`Excuse me?' he replied almost dropping the tin box he was holding.
`You heard me' said Holly.
`Errr... well... umm....' struggled Tom, when suddenly he was saved by the bell, or more precisely, the ring tone. Tom's mobile had gone off in his pocket. Truly thankful for the interruption, he got the phone out and read Harry's message:
couldnt find ne1. we're in sum room in the north tower. meet first thing 2moro by gates.
Just as he was about to tell Danny and Holly, he looked up from his phone and saw the two snogging each other madly.
`Are you seeing anyone at the moment, Mr Jones?' asked Holly as she wrapped her arms around his body.
As if that would make a difference!' replied Danny as he continued to kiss her neck- looking as if he was consuming a delicious meal he'd been deprived of for months. Holly was just as hot for him, only unlocking lips to say Fuck you smell gorgeous'. Kissing her neck he replied `Thanks, it's Korous' and they immediately resumed ravishing each other. Soon they began to tear each other's clothes off so aggressively that Tom, still standing there in shock, was sure he heard the sound of cloth tearing.
They let go of each other. Danny's heart was pounding with excitement as he struggled to pull off his Converse's. Whilst Holly took off her bra, she looked over towards Tom, almost forgetting he was even there, and an idea fell into her head, one that would make this night even better. She'd already bagged herself one McFly lad, why not have two...?
Would you like to come and join us, Tom?' she said with a seductive wink. With a forceful final yank of his shoe and the shock of the question, Danny fell onto the floor and landed on his arse. He quickly looked up at Tom with an exchanged look of fear and surprise. Fortunately, Danny thought, Tom nervously replied Erm no thanks' and hurriedly sat himself down at the desk opposite the bed without another word.
Wanting to waste no time at all, and to cover up the weirdly awkward moment, Danny turned to Holly and threw her unmercifully onto the bed, and the two immediately began rolling around together on top of the sheets. The lovers were so hungry for each other, so eager for sexual release, as if it was beyond their control- like an animalistic instinct had already begun to take over. But it wasn't long until Holly regained control of Danny. She got the feeling he was the one who usually took charge in bed- so she pushed him down and sat atop of him; she sat astride him, and gyrated her body against his, whilst kissing him roughly.
He pulled her body closer to his, and his hands began to explore her soft bare back, and then ran them through her luscious long red hair. Danny's manly hands glided over Holly's smooth skin as their bodies glistened with sweat.
Unbeknownst to the Danny and Holly however, Tom couldn't help but watch them and be utterly mesmerised by their every move, and had become so aroused that his skinny, tight black jeans were almost bursting at the seams with his enormous boner. He instinctively began to rub his erection firmly through his jeans; whilst he watched his mate and his woman devour each other's hot bodies on the bed opposite him.
But just as Danny was getting into the groove of things, Holly suddenly detached herself from the Bolton lad. Danny opened his eyes to find her crawling on all fours to the end of the bed, where she sat up and knelt with her legs spread. Whilst Danny laid there bleary eyed and slightly bemused, Holly now faced Tom, and gave him another slow, suggestive wink. Tom couldn't help it- he knew his girlfriend would literally kill him if she found out, but he was just as gagging for it as his roommates were at this point. Quick as you like, he unzipped his flies and pulled out his hard dick, and held it tightly in his talented hands. He didn't know what he expected Holly to do- but he certainly wanted her to do it to him right now. Except she did nothing. Instead, she looked around back to Danny, who lay there panting, sweating, and stiff as a board, and she simply said "Play me like your guitar."
Danny knew exactly what she wanted. He got up and positioned himself behind Holly, his firm chest against her back, kneeling, and put his freckly muscled arms around her slim waist. Then he slid his right hand up her body, over her breasts, to her neck. He moved further up until Danny put two fingers onto her soft lips, and she opened her mouth to accept them. Holly began to suck on Danny's fingers, she could feel his hot breath quickening on her neck, and he gently pulled them out again. Then, as if he could simply wait no longer, he plunged his wet fingers into her pussy and fingered her like she was his favourite instrument. Holly threw her head back in rapture; her gorgeous smelling hair now in Danny's face as he kissed and bit her neck.
Danny was completely emerged in Holly as he jabbed away at her privates. And yet, he knew Tom was right there, sat right opposite them, possibly even watching them- but Danny just closed his eyes and chose to ignore him. Danny could tell Holly's head was swimming with ecstasy, but he wanted more for himself. He took his free hand and used it to slide his cock in between her soft arse cheeks. She didn't seem to object, so he went further, spread her arse cheeks, and quickly thrust his dick up her arsehole. She merely swore- Danny knew she'd find it painful at first but he didn't care. He immediately began fucking her sharply from behind, and every time she swore it just made the next thrust harder.
Danny was aching with pleasure, releasing months of pent-up sexual needs all at once- kissing, finger fucking, arse banging, all on the absolute object of his desire, and yet, it still wasn't enough. He had been waiting for this for too long, and here it was... but it was almost as if he needed something more... And just as this occurred to him, a loud moan cried out uncontrollably, and it certainly didn't' come from the girl he was shagging. He daren't look, he knew who it had come from, but part of him couldn't bring himself to look. At that moment `Ahhh fuck yes!' came the voice, and before Danny could resist his eyes flew open and he looked right at his best mate, sitting in the chair opposite him: Tom's head was lolled back, eyes shut, his jeans were around his knees, he'd opened his shirt and was rubbing his chest and stomach with one hand, whilst the other hand's long, skilled fingers were adoring his large, hard cock up and down its veiny shaft.
Shit- don't look!' Danny thought as he quickly shut his eyes again, trying to concentrate back onto the job at hand. Fucking hell that looked so hot' thought Danny as his eyes nearly squinted open, but then `No you fucking queer!' interjected another voice in his head. But no matter how hard Danny fought with his own thoughts, the sight that he had just witnessed seemed to evoke something deep within him that he never even knew he wanted to experience. He then realised that Holly had for some reason stopped yelling during his internal struggle, his performance had slipped; he'd never let this happen on stage. Danny whipped open his eyes, moved Holly's luscious hair out of the way for an even better view, and gazed directly at the young man who sat writhing in bliss opposite him.
This is fucking brilliant' thought Danny as his eyes bored into the sight of Tom pleasuring himself, and without realising it he removed his fingers from Holly's pink sink and gripped her firmly from behind for more control. Holly turned her head round to try and kiss Danny, but he moved his head away and made sure he still had a good view of his best mate squirming and moaning, rubbing his scrawny pale body and wanking his surprisingly large piece- which Danny realised he had never seen hard before. Mmmm fuck!' Danny cried out before he could stop himself, and his stomach lurched when Tom suddenly lifted his head and opened his eyes to see Danny Jones staring right at him.
It was too late. Brown eyes met blue eyes. Tom could see Danny kneeling behind Holly; his hair was plastered to his face with sweat. He had completely stopped what he was doing. The two young men froze in shock, staring at each other for what seemed like ages, fearful of the others reaction. But Danny could wait no longer. Testosterone surged through his body- and with an enormous burst of sexual energy he pushed the girl onto all fours so she was completely out of the way, and began ploughing that arse twice as hard and twice as fast. Danny thought he might have heard Holly protest but he didn't give a shit- he now had a clear view of Tom.
Tom had quickly straightened himself up and sat right on the edge of the chair, wanking his huge cock fast and hard as he looked right at Danny. Their concentration was solely on each other. Although there was a physical space between the two band mates, they were clearly imagining fucking each other; neither knowing why this was making them more sexually charged than they had ever been before.
Whilst Danny continued to pound ass harder and harder, his cock almost in pain, he presumed that Tom, like himself, was afraid of what the girl would be thinking about them getting off on the sight of each other. So once more he took charge of her. He pulled his hard chunky dick out of her arse, and again she tried to turn around and kiss him. But he wouldn't have it. He spun her around and forced her onto her hands and knees again, grabbing the back of her head and pushed her mouth onto his cock.
Now the two young men could look right at each other with no fear that she could see what was going on. Tom looked at Danny. He was biting his bottom lip with stony determination, because as far as he was concerned it was Tom who was devouring his cock.
Danny was feeling more and more dominant and free and could barely keep his mouth shut. He began to shout in his signature dirty Bolton accent Ahh yes mate!' to which Tom was no stranger to, as he regularly heard it from his room whilst Danny was having it off with one of his many conquests Oh yeah bitch, suck it!'.
Tom saw that Danny was really slamming his meat into her mouth now, and the chair Tom was perched on started to squeak slightly under the force of his wanking. He was right on the edge of that chair, not daring to get any closer to Danny, the object of his desire, as he knew that it would cross the line that would surely end this night of intensity. The atmosphere in the room was now so heavy with heat that they were almost drowning in it- the three of them were gasping for breath as it was uncomfortable to inhale such hot air. But every time Holly tried to remove herself fully from Danny to catch her breath he quickly forced her back onto his solid shaft: `Don't stop now you fucking bitch'.
Never in his entire life had Tom been so in awe of the male form. Tom devoured every inch of the sight in front of him: Danny's tight, pale and freckly skin covered his hard muscled body. He never appreciated how pumped up and toned his mate was. Tom was looking so closely he could see the individual beads of sweat that dripped down Danny's large, hard pecs and ripped torso, which looked like slabs of chiselled marble. Tom now knew why Dan worked out so much... The heat, the sight of this muscled manliness thrusting hard and having Danny looking right back at him was almost making Tom dizzy. The intensity between two of the most successful songwriters in recent years was palpable and pulsating inside the space that separated them- in their own minds they were fucking each other like crazy.
Danny's hold on Holly's head tightened as he listened to Tom, who was only inches away, moaning louder and louder. He looked down at Tom's long and veiny and impressive cock, watched how he masterfully stroked and teased and squeezed it, imaging eating the pre-cum that was oozing from it, wishing it was him that was caressing his smooth body all over, and kissing his lips... Clenching his teeth, breathing aggressively, Danny's skin began to prickle all over, every inch of him needed to explode at that moment- he couldn't hold out it much longer.
Oh FUCK I'm gonna cum!!' Danny shouted as Holly instinctively looked up to see the display- but he quickly pushed her head back down once more, this time onto his balls so she couldn't see where he was looking. He leaned back, making his amazingly defined abs become even more prominent (which he always loved showing off- he was the only one in the band with a six pack). Danny grabbed hold of his soaking wet erection with both hands and rubbed it fast. His steely glare had not moved from Tom at all, he saw Tom's gorgeous big brown eyes bulge, and his mouth open hungrily at the sight of Danny's hard muscles and even harder cock. At that precise moment, Danny, with a huge smile on his face bit his lip, and great loads of thick, creamy white cum shot onto his six pack and pecs: Ahhh fucking hell yes... yes... ahh shit that's good!'
Tom and Danny were completely alone together. Neither of them even realised that Holly had moved back to the top of the bed behind Danny. Danny was now kneeling there, by himself; completely out of breath and in silent shock, sweat dripping down his abs, mixing with his huge cum load. He was waiting...
Tom's tongue was practically on the floor, he was drooling at the sweaty Adonis from Bolton that knelt before him. That incredible body panting heavily, those adorable puppy-dog eyes staring back at him, obviously wanting the favour returned to him. So Tom stopped rubbing his body, and Danny started rubbing his: he glided his freckled hands all over the bodily fluids on his toned stomach and massaged them onto his cock and balls. Nothing they were doing made sense to them- it was almost as if their minds had switched off and their dicks had taken over them.
Tom's body suddenly jerked uncontrollably and tensed up as he came over and over onto himself, juice landing on his smooth face and into his open mouth, all down his chest and nipples. No sound came from his mouth, his head lolled back and he fell back onto the chair, exhausted.
Moments passed. No one in the sauna-like room moved an inch or made a sound. All that could be heard now was the aggressive hail and rain on the window panes outside. Danny looked over his mate slouched in the chair, wondering if he had already fallen asleep, scared how he would react if he saw him still kneeling there, looking at him. Then suddenly, Tom lifted his head, and Danny stood still, heart pounding. Still no sounds were made, but the mixed expressions of confusion worry and slight excitement the two shared between them said everything. For the first time in what seemed like hours, Danny moved. He slowed climbed down from the bed and walked past Tom, avoiding eye contact, and simply collapsed back onto the bed next to Holly.
Tom watched Danny climb down and get into bed carefully though. His head was still buzzing after the most glorious orgasm he could remember, and the confusion of how it came about. He wasn't sure what to do, so he simply stared at Danny lying on the bed for as long as he could, just in case. Tom eventually pulled up his jeans, closed his own eyes, and gave up on waiting to hear Danny's loud snoring he usually made at night...