Storyline: If you're drunk when you have sex with your best friend it doesn't make you gay does it?
But maybe the exchange of sober kisses the next morning are a telltale sign...
Fandom: 5 Seconds of Summer (RPF) band!fic
Pairing: Calum Hood/Luke Hemmings
Rating: NC 17
Warnings: Explicit Sexual Content, Explicit Language, Anal Sex, Oral Sex, Anal Fingering, Drunk Sex, Safe Sex, Closeted Character, Internalized Homophobia, Denial of feelings, Angst, Friends with Benefits, Unhappy Ending.
Authour Notes: Written on my phone, unbeta'd, all mistakes are my own. This story in no way implies that these boys are in a real relationship, written just for fun. I own none of the pretty boys but a girl can dream right??
Calum felt light headed as he stumbled out of the elevator and made his way down the hall. The effects of too much alcohol were prominent within his system. He knew better than to overindulge but this was the only way he could find the courage to do this. His knock was faint against the hotel door and he almost feared Luke might have called it an early night. He swore silently, ready to leave when the blonde finally answered the door.
“Calum, what are you doing here?” Luke questioned, even though they both knew exactly why he was here this late at night. After all, Calum only showed up drunk at Luke’s doorstep with one thing on his mind.
“Can’t a guy come visit his best mate without being interrogated?” Calum replied with a chuckle, his words slightly slurred.
Luke played along with the facade by pulling out two cans of Coke from the mini fridge. Calum took one from his hand and sat himself down upon the couch. Luke had apparently been up watching some old Spongebob rerun and it was still playing on his laptop. Calum feigned interest in the colourful cartoon as Luke sat down beside him, their knees barely a centimeter apart.
They sipped their sodas in silence for awhile and just watched the screen. It was always awkward whenever Calum first showed up but soon they were laughing about something stupid and that’s when he made his move. Their lips touched together in the briefest of kisses and Calum reminded Luke of just how drunk he was to be doing this.
After all, he had to be drunk to want this, right? He had to be pissed out of his mind to be fucking his bandmate. He liked girls, he wasn’t gay… at least that’s what he kept telling himself. No matter how many nights he came here to get his cock sucked it was because of the damn alcohol. It did things to him, things he had no control over.
And Lucas, he was always so willing…
It only took a few kisses on this night before Luke was down upon his knees in front of him. Calum took out his cock and allowed Luke to get him hard. Ignoring the fact that he was half hard just from Luke’s tongue in his mouth. A groan escaped his lips as Luke swallowed down his entire length. The slightly younger boy always looked so obscene with his lips stretched open around Calum’s prick. Calum pressed his fingers into Luke’s blonde hair, silently guiding him up and down on his cock. Luke took every inch without even gagging.
“Fuck, Luke! I wanna be inside you so bad!”
Calum let the words fall freely from his lips because after all, he was drunk and couldn’t be held accountable for anything he did or said. Luke pulled off of him and climbed up into his lap, letting their mouths slide together in a sloppy yet needy kiss. Calum pushed his hips upward, desperately grinding himself into Luke.
Calum broke away first and with a bit of a wobble he made his way toward the bedroom, beckoning Luke to follow him. Silently Luke obeyed and soon Calum had him lying naked across the bed. Calum pulled his own shirt off and threw it haphazardly onto the floor. He let his gaze wander across Luke’s pale body. His muscles were taut with excitement, blue eyes glazed over with lust, lips swollen from sucking Calum's cock: God how beautiful he was! Luke bit his lip ring and Calum couldn't help but be even more turned on.
He pressed his partially clothed body against Luke’s naked skin. His hands skimming lightly down Luke's sides, along his hip bones and finally across to his perfectly rounded bottom. Calum squeezed both globes of that beautiful ass tightly within his grip and Luke groaned in increased anticipation.
"God, Luke, you want it so bad don't you baby?"
Calum got a pleased smile upon his lips as Luke quietly nodded. Luke pulled Calum in closer; lips colliding once again as their tongues explored the wet recesses of one another's mouths. Calum got up and went to one of Luke's bags where the boy always kept lube and condoms. As drunk as he was it only took him minutes to find them.
Calum stumbled his way over to Luke and practically fell on top of him as he climbed back onto the bed. Luke let out an almost girlish giggle before pulling Calum back into his embrace. Calum buried his face in Luke's neck, sucking a red bruise onto his skin. He followed that up with a trail of wet open mouthed kisses down Luke's torso. Luke's hips jutted upward as Calum continued to tease him with his lips and tongue.
"God, Calum, please..." He begged.
Calum gave a self satisfied smirk before continuing lower. He pulled Luke's legs apart and began placing soft kisses along his inner thighs. Luke whined loudly with impatient need and Calum let out a soft chuckle. Calum reached for the lube, opened it and smeared an ample amount on two fingers. He pressed both fingers inside Luke and heard him hiss loudly at being breached so abruptly.
"Slow down, Calum." He complained.
"You're the one who was in a hurry!" Calum replied, laughing at his bandmate.
He then began moving both fingers simultaneously, pressing in deep and angling his fingers in an effort to find Luke's sweet spot. He knew he'd found it when Luke let out a soft mewling cry. Calum pulled his fingers out and added more lube. He pushed three fingers into Luke this time and immediately found the spot again. Luke squirmed beneath him, trying desperately to fuck himself onto Calum's fingers.
"Fuck...Lukey baby, you want it bad don't ya?"
Luke whined loudly as Calum continued to work his hole open. When Calum was finally sure that Luke was ready he pulled back. Reaching for a pillow, he placed it beneath Luke's ass to get a better angle. He then slid his own jeans down past his knees and grabbed for the foil wrapped packet to his right. Calum's hands were shaking as he tore open the silver packet. He took a deep breath to calm himself which was hard to do with Luke lying in front of him, naked and ready.
Once he had the condom on, he began kissing and sucking at Luke's neck and collarbone. Luke pulled him in for a kiss, this one softer, more meaningful than the ones before it. Their lips were still attached when Calum began pressing himself inside of Luke. Luke's hips jutted forward, taking him in even further.
"Calum...fuck...feels so good!" Luke whined breathlessly.
"Fuck yeah..." Calum groaned as Luke's hole tensed around him.
Calum pushed Luke's legs up and pressed in the remaining few inches. It felt so good being inside of Luke. Calum almost regretted being drunk like this, everything would be so hazy and fuzzy in the morning. He hated the thought of losing this moment like so many countless others.
"Move, Calum...please!" Luke begged.
Calum pulled out a few inches and then pressed slowly forward. His thrusts were erratic at first but soon he was moving at a steady pace, Luke's hips moving to match his rhythm. The only sounds in the room were of their skin slapping together and their quiet groans of pleasure.
It wasn't long before Calum felt himself teetering on the edge. He wrapped Luke's cock within his fist as he jerked him to completion. Luke's spunk spattering across both their bare chests.
Calum then braced his hands upon the bed at either side of Luke's head as he pounded harder into him. His breath came in a series of pants as he felt his imminent release claim him. He laid his head on Luke's chest as he pulled out and removed the condom, chucking it toward the bin, unsure if he'd even made it in.
They just lay there, both spent. One of Luke's arms was wrapped around Calum's back and he could feel the racing of Luke's heart beneath him. It felt so comfortable and Calum was sure they'd both pass out soon. He nudged Luke gently in the side and heard a grumble escape the almost sleeping boy.
"Can you go get us a towel?" He whispered, indicating the sticky mess across both their chests.
"Why do I have to be the one to get up?" Luke asked him, not even making a move to leave the bed.
"Seriously? It's your mess all over us!" Calum replied, poking Luke harder this time.
Luke didn't seem phased by the playful jab.
"Yeah, but its your fault I made a mess!" Luke said with a grin.
Calum had to give him that one but he was way too drunk and too tired to move. Instead, he resorted to begging. After only a few pleases, Luke finally rolled off the bed. He came back with both a wet and a dry towel. He cleaned Calum up first and then himself, not bothering to put the towels back but instead throwing them into a nearby corner.
"Do you really have to make such a mess?" Calum said with a laugh as he struggled to get his jeans the rest of the way off.
"Says the guy who completely missed the bin!" Luke answered back.
Calum looked over and sure enough he'd missed the bin by a long shot. Good thing he'd tied the condom off or they'd have an even bigger mess. Instead of acknowledging Luke was right he tackled the blonde, pinning him to the mattress and shutting him up with another tongue filled kiss.
They snogged till they were both breathless. Luke then burrowed down into the blankets and Calum slipped beneath them to snuggle with Luke. He wrapped his arms tight around Luke's waist, pulling him close.
This part wasn't that unusual, it was a banding thing. They all spooned together and it was an accepted thing but for Calum it always felt different with Luke. He'd never known why till that first night. The first time he'd shown up drunk and convinced Luke to have sex with him.
He'd left straight after they did the dirty deed, still drunk and scared as hell. He could barely look his friend in the eyes the next morning. But he'd kept showing up, drunk and horny. Luke never turned him away and eventually he'd buried the guilt away.
Months into this thing, he'd finally spent his first night with Luke falling asleep in his arms. This time was no different, as Luke's back pressed into his chest and Calum placed one last kiss softly against the top of his head before falling asleep.
The next morning Calum was awoken by Luke's phone ringing. Nickelback were a great band but not first thing in the morning when you had a hangover!
"Fuck, Luke! Answer that damn thing will ya!" Calum said as he buried his head beneath the pillow.
Luke reached for the phone and immediately slipped out of the bed, leaving the room to take the call. Calum pressed his hand against his forehead, trying to stop the pounding inside. Finally, he resisted the urge to go back to sleep for the even bigger urge to go take a wee.
While he was in the bathroom he rummaged through Luke's myriad of beauty products to find a bottle of Tylenol. After downing a few pills and a glass of water he still felt like shit but knew he was well on his way to recovery. Splashing a bit of cold water on his face, he felt almost human again and went to go find Luke.
Luke was sat on the couch, saying goodbye to whoever he'd been talking to. He tossed the phone onto the coffee table and walked over to Calum. Calum wrapped his arms around Luke's waist, pulling him close.
"Who was that on the phone?" He asked curiously.
"It was my mum. She forgot where we were so she didn't realize how early it was here, she apologized." Luke replied.
"You didn't tell her I was here did you?" Calum backed away, taking a slightly defensive tone.
Luke looked hurt as he answered back.
"No, of course not! Why would you even think I would?"
"Because you tell her pretty much everything but she doesn't need to know what's going on here."
Calum reached out to pull Luke back into his arms but this time Luke was the one pulling away.
"Just what is going on here?" He whispered.
Calum pushed a hand through his hair and looked away nervously.
"Come on, Luke...you know what's going on here. I just get drunk sometimes...but I'm straight. I'm not gay..."
Luke interrupted his explanation.
"Oh yeah, that's right. You're not the gay one. I am, right...After all, I'm the one who likes to take it up the ass!"
Luke's voice got increasingly louder as he spoke. He sat on the couch, fists clenched tight as he struggled to maintain his composure.
"Luke baby, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it the way it sounded." Calum tried reassuring him as he sat down beside him.
"I love you, Calum. I just don't get why you don't love me back."
Luke's words were quiet and they cut Calum to the quick. He loved Luke, more than almost anyone except his family. It just wasn't in the way Luke wanted. At least he didn't think it was.
"Hey, you're being a bit unfair don't you think?"
Calum whispered softly as he wiped away the one stray tear rolling down Luke's cheek. His fingers continued to trail down Luke's face to his lips. Calum could sense Luke's hesitancy as their mouths touched, soft and slow. Calum pulled back only to whisper "I love you." into Luke's ear. Their lips pressed back together and Luke's hand grasped at the nape of Calum's neck. The intensity of the kiss grew and Calum's tongue swept out to lick at Luke's bottom lip. Luke groaned softly into Calum's mouth and pushed his own tongue inside to chase at Calum's tongue.
Calum gave into the heat of their snogging, fingers pressing tightly around Luke's hipbone as he climbed into Calum's lap. Luke tasted so good and Calum found himself lost in the other boy's kisses. That's when Luke suddenly shifted his weight, pressing his groin suggestively against Calum's clothed cock. Yet still Calum felt a dangerous twitch from his prick and an all too familiar heat well up inside him. Frightened, he pulled back. Luke looked disappointed.
"I...I...think I should be going." Calum sputtered out, unable to look Luke in the eye.
" You probably should." Luke answered in reply, "After all, wouldn't want you to do anything you're not drunk enough for."
Luke's voice was dripping with sarcasm as he stood up and Calum sensed he was angry again.
"Luke, please...I'm sorry."
"Cal, you're always sorry."
"Please, Luke, try to understand." Calum pleaded.
"I think I finally do, maybe that's the problem." Luke replied in a sad defeated tone.
Calum felt a sudden ache inside but he didn't bother arguing, instead he just left. And only once the door closed behind him did he let the tears begin to fall...