Bitch Like You

"Oh come on, is the dress not enough?" Tim furrowed his brow, a small pout on his lips as he eyed the jelly like things his bandmate was holding

"Nope, I need to feel your breasts" Manson smiled slightly and began to attach the small fake boobs to the dress that Tim was already wearing. He grinded his teeth but let the singer proceed.

"There!" Manson smirked then looked back at the finished product. Tim shrugging then finally lighting the cigarette that had been waiting patiently in his hand.

"See this video is easy for you, just do what you do best; smoke, while standing there and looking pretty" The Swede rolled his eyes as the smirk was still plastered on Marilyns face - he was loving this.

"So the pretty girl will be here then I touch a tit and maybe ass, and jerk off"

"at me or the pretty girl?" he sat down looking confused but not one bit put off

"But you make a pretty girl too Tim" the singer smirked and Tim laughed lightly whilst looking to the floor.

"Both of you though, if that is okay?" Tim nodded his agreement.

After hearing about the concept of the video he asked, rather cockily, why he wasn't getting in on the action. Manson offered him a tied up girl to play with but he turned that down quickly, it didn't appeal to him that much; as he would rather be the submissive in the scenario. He then heard about Gidget coming and the gay drag scene that would take place, demanding then that he should have involvement some how.
So he had managed to get himself wearing a dress and fake tits.

Manson leaned back on his elbows and Tim walked over, in dress and smudged make up, taking a drag of his cigarette - almost exactly how he would be doing in a hour or so for the music video. He placed his foot up next to the singer, his dress slipping to expose his leg slightly.

"Just like that, you'll do good" Marilyn nodded his head in approval and caressed Tims thigh slightly; he eyed his body - it was smooth, pale and toned. His thighs where thick and defined and he always enjoyed checking out his ass.

There was something so effortlessly sexy about the Swede and he'd knew the first time they'd met he was probably good in bed. He got this confirmed a number of occasions and since then had took notice of the rumours of Skold being a whore.
Tim leaned down, still in that position as they kissed quickly and rather sloppily until the dark head man moved his lips to his neck and began sucking and nipping lightly. Low rumbles escaped the blodes lips and he tried to resist the urge to moan when he felt his ass being grabbed. He knew if he showed enjoyment too much he would get laughed at. But oh fuck, it felt good.

A light smack was delivered to his cheek as they parted, smirking as he licked his lips that where covered in lipstick. Then a harsh slap was delivered to his ass that made him yelp and jump a little.

"Lay on the floor" Marilyn growled and he unzipped his pants whilst taking out a condom

Tim nodded and sat on his knees, he went to lift the dress over his head but the singer looked up and said "Don't" in protest.

Tim just nodded; he had guessed the singer probably had a fetish for men in make up, maybe even androgyny, a long time ago so he wasn't too fazed by the request. He sucked his fingers, covering them in saliva and soon inserted them into himself. Shifting uncomfortably at first then soon feeling it get sweeter, after three was there and he had curled them slightly he moaned in pleasure - moving them about in order to stretch himself more.
As for Manson, he was watching every bit and after he put the condom on himself began jerking his dick into full hardness and then in pleasure as he watched his bassist fuck himself like a cheap slut in front of him.

"Spread 'em further Tim" he groaned, still moving his hand up and down. Tim slowed his movements as he spread his legs a little further, removing his fingers completely when Marilyn climbed of the bed and knelt behind him.

He braced himself when he felt his hips being gripped and a dick at his entrance. He knew the fucking to come would be amazing though; it had been a while since the last time they did it and now that Pogo wasn't about it was the frontman he depended on for this.

He hissed and lifted himself up. His face scrunched up in pain but he didn’t fight the intrusion. He was breathing deeply, trying to work through the near intense sensations threatening to overwhelm him. He mewed as Marilyn pushed up again, the thick head of his shaft finally breaking past the tight muscles.

And despite the Swedes earlier promise to himself he couldn't help but moan deeply as he began to get fucked ruthlessly and it didn’t take long for Manson to start grunting with effort. He leaned back, lifting Tim with him as he continued driving his dick into his tight body, Tim now bouncing himself up and down too. Head slightly back, eyes lidded and lip between his teeth as he grunted which each thrust. He let his hand find his dick under the dress and began to stroke it fast as the thrusts continued but his arms where pulled back and Manson growled again, fucking him harder. The noise of skin slapping against skin filled the room along with grunts as the pace continued fast and hard.

"let me touch myself" Tim couldn't help but whine out and he got a laugh and pushed off of the dick he was riding as a response, he looked back slightly agitated but Marilyn grabbed the back of his head as he knelt back up; "Suck me"

The blonde tried to hesitate but under the sexual frustration was the part of him that loved being told what to do; being completely manhandled and pushed about. So he opened his mouth and sucked slowly, whirling his tongue around the tip. Soon enough letting his head bob back and forward. Manson watched with his mouth hung open in pleasure; the lipstick marks on his thigh and dick as well as the way Tims cheeks hollowed as he effortlessly but amazingly deep throated him was all so erotic. He groaned as he moved his head along faster.

He moved his hips they same way Tim was moving his head and made him go faster; "Almost there" he breathed out and although the man between his legs had his own problem to take care of he started humming, knowing the vibrations would feel amazing to Manson. One more bob of his head and he heard a low grumble; looking up to watch Marilyns head tilt back as he came in his mouth.

He let out a deep breathe, pulling away reluctantly and placing his now soft member back in his pants. Tim wiped the last of the cum away from his mouth which in turn smudged his make up even further.

"You going to return the favour?" he smirked to the singer as he knelt up and touched himself slightly

"I think you should touch yourself, put on a show" Tim was kind of disappointed he wasn't getting sucked but his smirk did falter - always slightly narcissistic, having somebody watch was a huge turn on.

He lifted the skirt up, propping it up securely before he began to stroke himself. His breath hitched at the contact and he went slightly faster, twisting his fingers around the tip as the other hand reached to his hole.

He let his mouth hang open as it let out loud moans, his body twitching when both his hands increased the speed. He was hitting his sweet spot as best he could and jerking himself fast; hips thrusting. He let his eyes flicker up to see Manson watching his every move; completely in a trance.

And if he hadn't of just came he knew he would of stopped Tim by now to fuck him senseless.

Tim looked back down, biting his lips and he couldn't take it any longer. Groaning out a "Fuck" as the orgasm over took his body releasing a wave of pleasure over him. He panted and sat on the floor breathing heavily.

"Well it was only fair, I will be jerking off for you later" Marilyn broke the silence Tim just nodded smiling slightly at the thought

"Should we clean up?" he eyed the stain on the floor cautiously

"Its your mess... However, I think we should leave it as a special effect for the video" They both laughed lightly and the Swede shook his head;

"You dirty bastard"