million_star | Play Ball!

Title: Play Ball!
Author:

millionstar
Pairing: Belldom, my first attempt at Teen!Muse
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Smut, language, abuse of gonads.
Summary: A study in testicles. Yes, I know that's vague. I'm sorry.
Feedback: Is welcome, but either way, just enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Muse, no profit is being made and this is fiction.
Author's Note: Thanks to

dolce_piccante,

frisky_biscuit, &

myz_bee for looking over bits of this and agreeing to associate with me in public after doing so. <3

Dedication:For

whiteapricot &

easilyglorious. Much love. <3

The two teenage bodies on the bed writhed as they kissed each other awkwardly. The occasional nervous giggle would escape their lips now and then; they couldn't help themselves, for Matthew and Dominic had been best friends for 16 years now but what they were engaging in on this particular night seemed too good to actually be true.

It was also new, and a little scary.

Matthew couldn't remember precisely when he first started fantasizing about having Dominic's lips upon his own. He could barely believe it was happening now. He sighed, the blond's mouth sucking his bottom lip gently, his tongue lapping out occasionally to do battle with Matthew's.

"Fuck homework. This was, like," Dominic panted," the best idea ever. Like, ohmigod, Matt."

Matthew nodded, kissing him back with gusto. "I know, right?! Here's another good idea: get out of your fucking jeans."

Dominic laughed but did as he was told, stripping until he was down to his boxers. Matthew sat up and shed his own clothes just as quickly, tossing his t-shirt across the room. He put his thumbs in the waistband of his boxers, then stopped when he noticed Dominic still had his baby blue ones on.

"No, do it," the blond said, "I will if you will. On the count of three, yeah? One... two... three!" They shimmied out of their respective underwear and stared at each other's eyes, both afraid to be the first one to look down at the other's dick.

"On three," Matthew said, a finger in the air. "One... two... thre- sweet jesus, Dom, look at you. That's a fucking weapon of mass destruction." Dominic didn't reply though, he was still staring at the blue haired boy's own impressively thick erection, his eyes wide. He shook his head.

"Thank you, Mr. & Mrs. Bellamy," he mumbled, "for this dick we are about to receive."

They weren't sure which one of them pounced first, but soon they were on top of each other, both moaning loudly at the sensation of how their naked bodies felt rubbing together. They continued this for a while, kissing and touching and exploring until finally Dominic spoke.

"Matt?"

"Hmm?"

"Can I suck it?"

"That's the stupidest question you've ever asked me."

"Well," Dominic blushed, "I've never done that... I may not be very good."

"Hey. I've never done, well, any of this," Matthew laughed, "with anyone before! I won't be nervous if you won't be, yeah? Okay?" He kissed Dominic's cheek sweetly, caressing the blond boy's bare back softly. Dominic nodded.

"Okay." Dominic blinked; Matthew's mop of cerulean blue hair was shockingly vivid against the cheap white pillowcases on the drummer's bed. That was distracting enough, but paired with the sight of Matthew's blue eyes, it made for a lethal combination.

Dominic couldn't remember precisely when he started fantasizing about having Matthew's dick inside his mouth; and to be honest he really didn't care when he did, all that mattered was that he was here now and it finally was going to come to pass. Licking a thick, wet stripe along one of the veins on Matthew's cock, Dominic grew even bolder as his eyes fell onto Matthew's heavy balls, now a mere inch or so from his mouth. The blond grinned ferally, his tongue darting out of his mouth to lap at them lightly, and listened for a sign as to whether or not Matthew liked it.

He wasn't surprised when Matthew shuddered but he was quite perplexed when he laughed loudly, his hand flying up to his mouth to cover it, his eyes wide. Dominic cocked an eyebrow at his friend.

"You okay?"

Matthew nodded, biting his lip. "Yeah. Sorry. Just tickled a little. Don't stop, yeah?"

With a nod, Dominic went back to it, sucking the heavy sack of skin into his mouth, his own cock stiffening more with each passing second. Just as he'd begun to process just how good this part of Matthew's body tasted, a pair of hands pushed him away quickly, the owner of those hands laughing so hard he couldn't catch his breath.

"I, hahahaha! Stop it, Dom!"

"Are you fucking serious?" Dominic replied, affronted. He sulked for a moment, glaring at Matthew.

"I can't help it!"

"So you giggle when you play with them yourself?"

The teenager's eyes widened. "I don't play with them," he announced dramatically, "the one time I did mom nearly walked in on me wanking cos I couldn't keep quiet, I laughed too hard. Seems safer to just let them be."

"But doesn't it feel good?"

"Feel good? It just tickles fucking badly, doesn't it?"

"But... but... these are your balls!"

"They're just balls, Dom," Matthew frowned, "testicular organs. They're not the crown jewels. I'm sorry if they disappointed you."

"What? No, no!" the blond said quickly, shaking his head. "I'm sorry, Matt, I didn't mean-"

"It's okay. I just, they've never made me feel good, so I'm a little confused I guess."

Dominic gaped. "Are you telling me you... no, wait. Let me put it this way: I can come from just playing with my balls."

"Liar," Matthew laughed, "that's not possible."

"Fuck you! I so can!"

"Can not."

"Can!"

"Prove it," Matthew said calmly, an innocent smile on his face. "Or, no, wait. Let me? If we're gonna do this, let's fucking do it." Dominic grinned, made himself comfortable, and ordered Matthew to do his worst.

"It's not gonna take long," Dominic warned, "and if you make fun of me for it I'll tell everyone in school you have mutant balls."

"Fair enough," Matthew laughed. His shyness threatened to rear its head but he, in that instant, swallowed his nerves and positioned himself properly, starting with a few kisses to Dominic's inner thigh. His eyes kept peeking to the left, to the rigid, hot dick mere inches from his face and he thought to himself that he should probably be wearing protective goggles when being in such close proximity to this particular dick.

It could, he reckoned, put a guy's eye out.

He licked the hair between Dominic's legs, his curiosity getting the better of him and he lapped at it even more when the blond groaned and arched his back. Oddly, when Dominic put both hands into his hair and tugged gently, Matthew smiled; he loved the way that felt and he made a mental note to ask Dominic to put his hands into his hair when they next kissed each other. Getting down to business again, Matthew nudged one of Dominic's balls with his nose.

"Fuuuuuck."

Matthew was shocked; he repeated the motion, this time with his tongue. Dominic nearly shot off the bed, he liked it so much. When Matthew sucked the plump sack into his mouth, the blond cried out, his hips jerking madly.

"Harder. Don't stop!"

A few minutes later Matthew sat, mouth still agape, his blue hair dotted with spunk as he gaped in wonder. "That was... wow. It really felt that good?"

Dominic smiled lazily. "I just came all over your hair. Believe me, it felt fucking amazing."

Matthew bit his lip. "Do... do I need to see a doctor? Y'think there's something wrong with me? Why doesn't that happen to me?"

"Matt, no! People are just different, don't worry. There's nothing wrong with you. It's okay," Dominic replied, pressing the blue haired boy into the mattress for his turn. "Now are you gonna let me suck you off?" he whispered. "Let me make you come, Matt. Forget about your balls. We'll work on it - I'm sure you'll get over it in time."

"We'll work on it?"

"Well... yeah," Dominic blushed, "I mean if you want to, you know, to do this again. If not, that's oka-"

"No, no," Matthew answered, pulling Dominic down for a kiss, "I want to. More than you know. Now suck me off before your mum gets back from shopping, dammit. Just... don't touch the balls."

Ten Years Later

The two men on the tour bus shifted awkwardly in each other's arms as they struggled to maintain a comfortable position in their bunk. Finally, the brunet settled back against his tiny pillow and smiled as they drove through the night, snow falling gently outside their small window. The blond head currently between his legs dove in like it had so many times before over the years, intent on bringing the brunet to a gloriously satisfying release.

"Oh. Oh, Dom. Oh god, oh, fuck yes... HAHAHAHA!!!"

"Goddamn it, Matt!"

"Oops."