A huge smile was plastard on my face when we came back out for an encore.

As I watched the crowd leave from behind the curtain. I felt a cool hand placed softly on my back."Hey," Taylors raspy voice whispered in my ear. A small smile crept to my face. I leaned into his flat stomach.

"Hi Tay."

"Have you ever wondered what it's like to fuck on the stage?" He questioned.

"Everytime you run by me on stage." His hands snaked around my waist.

"Everyone else is gone. So here's out chance to live the dream of fucking on stage."

I turned around to face him, pressing my lips on his. His probing tounge entered my mouth. Our tounge's slithering around one anothers mouth.

"MMM, Taylor." I moaned in his mouth. I pulled his body out to the stage, lips still locked. He lowered to his knees kissing my growing erectrion through my jeans. "Ugn." I pushed onto Tay's face. His nimble fingers creeping to the zipper on my jeans. He slowly ran the cool metal down my erected penis trying to push its way through the small hole. Taylor glanced up at me smiling.

The button was soon released, and the buldge flew from its coop. "Mmmmm, Ike no boxers." He chuckled some what. He licked the throbbing purplish head. Sucking up the juices that freed from the tiny slit.

"Holy fuck, Tay." His tounge slipping in the hole, a wav of pleasure and pain erupted. His one free hand, was soon down to his pulsing cock. Rubbing it through his jeans. My eyes shut tight as he took my whole length in his mouth. "Oh my fucking god Tay! UGN!!" I thrust hard and fast into his mouth. Opening my eye's I saw his penis standing straight up, and his hand moving rapidly at the meat.

"MMmm, Isaac you taste so good." I couldn't take it anymore seeing him jerk his long penis, and me being sucked made me lose it. My hot creamy milk spilled into his mouth. Thrust after thrust the milk kept being sucked from the slit. I grabbed Taylors hair and pounded my last load into his mouth. "Oh oh oh god ISAAC! Look what you do to me!!" And with that his cream spilt out onto the stage floor.

Both of us panting, he looked up to me. He tucked himself back in his jeans, as I did to myself.

His mouth finding mine, our tounges lapped at each other. I could taste my salty sweet cum. I pulled away, smiling.

The floor started to shake. Both boys looked around the large arena. Panic filled their eyes wondering why the floor was shaking.

Taylor jolted up from his bed, looking around his small cubical he called a room. Sweat dripping off his face. He swung the curtain open, to see no one in the halls. He smiled.

It was only a dream, only a dream.

Taylors feet hit the floor, he looked down in Isaac's small space, Isaac turned over. "Hey, Man." He smiled.

"Man, Ike I had a horrible dream! You wouldn't believe it!"