----------------------Tom’s POV---------------------

Backstage was a whirlwind of post-show energy as the three of us headed to our dressing room, walking past the banners “Crooked compass” screaming across them in big gold letters. The three of us were tired and hot, performing for hours under the intense light of the hall, ears ringing from the loud music and screaming fans. It felt fucking sick. I couldn’t wait to get out again.

We turned the corner to the dressing room, and a wall of cheering hit us as we saw a crowd of groupies waiting beside the door. As we walked past, one of them shoved a photo of the three of us into my hand. It was from a staged photoshoot we did at the start of the tour. The three of us shirtless at our instruments, I was stood up on mike singing, running my hand through my blonde curls, while Liam our guitarist stood beside me, his long black hair tied in a bun, winking down at the camera, both our lean bodies on display. Behind us you could see Dillon on the drums, his large muscular frame on display as he beat away at the drums. We looked fucking great.

I took the Sharpie from her and signed it, handing it back as security opened the door and ushered us into the changing room, locking the door behind us.

"Shit Tom, those lights were intense!" Liam exclaimed, collapsing onto the worn-out sofa in the room. He peeled his soaked white t-shirt off, throwing it in a corner.

 "Yeah," I agreed, grabbing beers from the fridge, 'Though a great fucking show guys." I tossed one to Dillon, and dropped down beside Liam on the sofa, handing him one. I unscrewed the lid of my one, a faint fizz filling the room, taking a refreshing gulp.

Dillon raised his bottle, “Yeah, they were definitely feeling it tonight, good crowd."

I pulled my own t-shirt off and leaned against Liam as he put his arm around me. "You know," he whispered "you looked fucking hot up there tonight."

"Yeah?' I took a sip of my beer, before rubbing my hands long Liam's toned stomach. The label made us train every day to keep us in shape, and it fucking worked.

“Yeah,” he murmured in my ear, “I couldn’t take my eyes off your ass all night long.” He pulled me closer, kissing me.

'You two at it already?' Dillon joked, sitting down on the makeup bench opposite. It creaked under his heavy weight. While Liam and I were quite lean, Dillon had some serious muscle behind him.

'Always,' I winked at him, 'You don't mind do you?' The three of us had been on tour for half a year and friends for longer. Dillon was the only one that knew about me and Liam, and after forced proximity, had just accepted he was going to see us fuck.

'Would it matter if I did. Besides, you guys have caught me with a chick in the tour bus enough times.' He joked, sipping his beer, 'Though I do want to head back, so hurry up so we can get on the bus.'

We needed no more encouragement, as I got onto all fours on the sofa and started licking Liam's chest and abs, tasting the saltiness of his sweat on my tongue.

'Fuck babe, that's it.' he moaned as I started licking his nipples. His hand reached down the back of my jeans as he started to squeeze my ass, reaching for my hole, teasing my sweaty crack. I couldn't help but moan into his chest as he played with it..

I reached down and started to unzip Liam's fly, releasing his hard 6 inches. He always went commando on stage, said it was his good luck charm. I buried my face in his crotch, smelling his musk, licking and sucking on his hard dick.

'Thats it babe, get me nice and wet.” He gave my ass another firm squeeze, “Dillon, don't just watch and throw me the lube.'

Dillon laughed, reaching into his bag and tossing over a bottle to Liam. 

'Cheers mate.' He laughed, lubing up his fingers and starting to finger my hole.

'No worries, looks like he's doing a good job there.' Dillin said, as I started deep throat Liam, gagging slightly. Liam moaned appreciatively.

'He always does - sure you don't want a try?' Liam offered. I looked hopefully over at Dillon. I had always dreamed one day he’d say yes.

'Nah, don't want to spoil your lovebirds fun. But hurry up, I want to get home.'

Liam pulled my up from his cock, kissing me while lubing up his dick. He stood up moving behind me while I began to undo my skinny jeans, pulling them down to my knees.

Liam sidled up behind me, pressing in as he began to thrust quickly into me. Liam body was slight, but his lean body was fast as he railed me quickly, generating enough force to send my body reeling as he pounded into me from behind.

'Mmhmm, yeah babe.' I moaned, my face buried into the sofa cushions. We weren’t the first band to use it, I wondered how many loads this thing had had spilt on it. 

I started stroking my own cock, a string of precum dripping onto the cushion as Liam fucked me fast just right, grunting, his hands rubbing over my already sweaty body.

'Fuck Tom, you like that.' Liam grunted.

'Fuck yeah, it feels fucking great Liam.' I moaned, his dick sending waves of pleasure through my body with every fucking thrust.

'I wanted to fuck you all show, it's my favourite part of each one, breeding you after.' I felt drops of his sweat hitting my back as he fucked me mercilessly, our wet bodies colliding over and over.

'Yeah.' I moaned. I felt my dick slick in my fist as I'm jerked off.

'Always babe. So, here's another load.' he started thrusting harder as he came inside me, grunting every time his hips slid into me.

'Fuck, I'm cumming to.' I moaned Liam kept fucking me as I came, shooting jets of cum into the cushion in front of me. 

Liam collapsed onto me, his weight driving me prone onto the sofa. We looked over at Dillon checking his phone and finishing his bear.

He gave a slow clap for us. 'Great guys, can we go now?' Dillon laughed, finishing his beer, ' And flip the fucking cushion.'

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