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Dangers of one phone line	By : Jaberwolky Category: +M through R > Metalocalypse > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1188 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Metalocalypse or any of its characters they are the property of Brendon Small and Tommy Blacha, Also I'm not making any money from this fic or any others I have written I write merely for my own sick twisted pleasure

Chapter List
- 1-Dangers of one phone line
- 1
Beep Beep Beep Beep

“Shut up you crappy alarm!!!” Pickles screeched trying to bury his head further under his pillow. Predictably the alarm clock continued despite Pickles protest, unable to escape the noise and desperate to silence the dam thing Pickles started fumbling around his nightstand until he managed to locate the alarm and hit the off switch. “Feck.” he muttered to himself now fully awake he pulled himself into a sitting position and turned on the table lamp.
Glancing around his room the drummer spotted his suite cases sitting by the door and remembered he'd packed them last night because the band was flying out this afternoon to Germany for a week to participate in the Bang your head festival. Pickles grabbed his Dethphone off his nightstand intending to have Gears to come get his bags and load them on the Dethkopter but when he turned on the phone he heard someone speaking, Pickles rolled his eyes and made a mental note to bitch to Charles, the band had gotten generation 5 of the Dethphone two days ago and still only one line had been set up so far. Pickles was about to scream at whoever it was to get the fuck off the phone when he heard “You are such a filthy slut babe.”
Pickles froze in shock, was that Knubbler? Only the other band members Dethphones had access to this line. Why the hell would someone lend their crazy cyborg eyed producer their Dethphone to make a dirty call? Christ was it possible Dick was talking to a band member? A quiet whimper filled the line, it was familiar but Pickles couldn't quite place why.
“God I couldn't believe you last night putting your hand down my pants at the club making me cum all over your fingers then licking it off right in front of me you dirty dirty man.” Knubbler continued in a lightly scolding tone.
The club..... Pickles mind flashed back to previous evening, everyone had gone out and got sloppy last night... that's right Knubbler had been there too Pickles remembered thinking at one point how funny it was the producers cyborg eyes kept flash back and forth between green and red like a demented traffic light or Christmas decoration. Who the hell had given him a hand job? Probably Murderface.
“ I wasch drunk that doesn't count.” the bassist's voice murmured over the line.
Holy fuck it was Murderface! Pickles chuckled quietly god he was gonna have fun ragging the bassist about getting wasted and giving a dude a hand job. Of course Pickles had done that more times than he could remember but Murderface didn't know that.
“And were you drunk last week in my office Willy?”
Last week? What the fuck had happen last week? Pickles wondered.
“What?!” exclaimed Murderface “we tag teamed a hooker guysch do that all the time.”
“Uh first off William guys don't do that very often outside of pornos, Nathan tells you that to get you into bed.”
Pickles blinked rapidly in surprise Nathan and Murderface had threesomes together?
“Schit Knubbler how did you know about that?”
“Willy Nathan isn’t exactly subtle and neither are you babe I'm pretty sure everyone in Mordhaus knows.”
I didn't know Pickles sulked
“Second you screamed out my name.”
“You can't hold what a guy schays during orgaschm againscht him people schay all schorts of crazy schit when they cum!”
“Nathan told you that didn't he Will?”
“...... Schut up”
“Come on baby you trying to tell me you wouldn't love it if I called you into my office right now and had you put my prick in your mouth? Wouldn't love feeling it grow thicker and thicker between your lips till it shoots off filling your mouth with my cum?.”
Murderface let out a clearly aroused moan
To his horror Pickles noticed some tenting action going on in his briefs “Gahd I need ta quit listening to this.” Pickles murmured to himself but he didn't hang up the phone.
“You know what? I love the idea of you sucking my cock.” Knubbler crooned “Know what else I love the idea of?”
“What?” asked Murderface weakly
“Sucking your cock.” answered Knubbler “getting you all nice and hard then climbing onto your lap, taking your hog inside of me and riding you till you cum deep inside my ass. God Will I can almost feel it your cock getting really hard deep inside me, I can feel you fucking me harder deeper… deeper… deeper. Can you feel how I'm holding you in there… so tight… because I want you right there Will.
Murderface let out a gasp and Knubbler chuckled darkly “Your trying not to touch yourself now aren’t ya Willy?”
“.... no...” the denial came out as almost a squeak.
Pickles rolled his eyes it was so obvious Murderface was lying it was sad. God listening to him and Knubbler was strangely hot thou. Pickles slide his hand over the outside of his briefs and had to fight back a cry of pleasure, “This is so wrong.” he whispered to himself pulling his underwear down and grabbing hold of his rapidly hardening cock “So wrong.” Shame and lust overwhelming him Pickles had to bite his lip to prevent crying out in pleasure as he started moving his hand up and down his length.
“Your lying William, your such a bad liar it's ridiculously easy to tell. Right now you want to put your hands down your pants and your stroke yourself, maybe even finger your own ass as I tell you how much I'd like to fuck you.” accused Knubbler
“I'm not gay!” protested Murderface
“Well neither am I but I still want to fuck you Will.” Knubbler let out a grunt “And I want you to fuck me. God I'm so hard right now just thinking about it I want to touch myself babe I want to cum so badly but I need to hear you say you want it too. Will please tell me you want to fuck me.”
Tell him fucking tell him Pickles silently begged astounded that he wanted this to continue
“I.... .”
“I won't tell anyone William.” Knubbler assured him gently
“I...schit...yeah I want to fuck you Dick .”
“ Tell me how you wanna fuck me.”
there was silence on the line
“Come on baby don”t leave me hanging tell me what you want.”
It came out almost as a sob“I want to pound that beautiful assch of yoursch till you cum schcreaming my name.” Murderface cried
“Oh fuck babe that's what I needed to hear Christ I'm not gonna last long if you keep that up. Will I want you to do something for me.” Knubbler stated
What?”
“I want you to give in, I want you to go ahead and move your hand between your legs and touch yourself for me.”a heavy breath filled the line. “Are you doing it babe? are you touching yourself for me Will?”
“Yesch.”
“That's good baby keep touching yourself I want you to cum for me.”
Murderface whimpered
“ You know what I would do if you were here right now Willy?” purred Knubbler I'd start kissing your neck. Then I’d place my lips on yours and I'd open my mouth for you. Would you move your tongue inside babe?”
“Oh yesch”
“Good I want to kiss you then I want to move my mouth down to your chest. I wanna take your nipples into my mouth I wanna suck on them bite them.
A lust filled groan escaped from Murderface
“ After that I’d shower you stomach with kisses making sure I got every square inch of those sexy tattoos of your as I slowly worked my way lower. Then, I’d spread your legs open and would glide my tongue down to your thighs. How’s your cock feel, baby are you hard?”
“Dick I want you I want you in my bed right now!”
“Babe by the time I got there you would need to be getting on the plane for your guy's gig in Germany.”
“I don't care!” Murderface whined “Pleasche pleasche I need you.”
I wish I could babe Jesus I wish I could but I promise the moment you get back from Germany I'm gonna take you in my bed and touch you everywhere babe, I'm gonna let you do any sick deprived thing you can think of to me .”
“Oh god”
Pickles continued listening unable to stop as every grunt, moan, cry and obscenity his bassist and producer exchanged brought himself closer and closer to climax
“I want you between my legsch Dick, I want to watch you take my cock in your mouth, I want it so bad I can almoscht feel it.”
“Yeah babe can you feel it can you feel my lips wrapped around cock licking the head, sucking it, taking it all the way back into my throat and chocking on it? Can you feel me sucking you till you cum then swallowing every last drop?”
“Dick oh schit dick I'm gonna cum!”
“Yeah! yeah cum for me babe fuck ahhhh!” Knubbler words gave way to high pitched climaxing scream that was soon joined by raspy harsher yell of “ahhhhh yeah” that came from Murderface and the small muffled cry that was Pickles as he came.
In the aftermath of it Pickles lay on his bed his left hand drenched in his own semen while his right hand still clung stubbornly to his dethphone. His head clearing from the orgasm Pickles realized he was gripping the phone so tightly the spikes where piercing his skin. repulsed with himself for being so aroused by Knubbler and Murderface's phone sex he started prying the spikes from his hand promising himself he would drink a bottle of something afterward to wipe this from his memory when he heard Knubbler say softly”Your a dirty man making me cum all over myself like that William.”
“Pot calling the kettle black there Dick.” replied Murderface
“Heh yeah maybe but I have to say I think Pickles gets the pervert award for listening to us and getting off. Yeah Pickles I know your on the line I can hear you they don't call me Dick magic ears Knubbler for nothing.”
“Picklesch? Picklesch isch on the line Schit!.. I mean..Picklesch thisch ischn't what it scheemsch it'sch... from a play yeah a play I'm not gay!... wait you were getting off?”
“He sure did.” Knubbler cackled “When you guys get back from Germany Will I'm dragging you into my bed and I think you should join us Pickles you obviously like what you heard, why not be be a more... active participant.”
Pickles smashed the off button on his phone horribly embarrassed to have been caught by Knubbler. A few moments later he received a text message on his phone – So Willy, Pickles you guys both up to that “Meeting” we discussed earlier when you 2 get back from Germany?
Pickles sat there for a minute starring at the message then found himself typing yes, as he sent the message off Pickles found himself filled with anxiety and excitement for his home coming from Germany.
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