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— You really fucked up, eh? —Noel said, looking at his little brother—. And not just once but twice, during fucking Wonderwall, what am I gonna do with you?
His tone sounded humourous and yeah, he was joking. Sort of. The gig had gone great, the Japanese fans still worshipped the ground they walked on and Liam looked great too. He had worn just an Adidas sport tracksuit, but that was Liam to you, he could make a potato sack look stylish if he was the one wearing it. But a pretty face and being related to Noel shouldn't give him privileges over the rest of the band if he fucked up, right?
Which was why Noel had him laying naked on his own hotel bed, legs spread and hole wet not with just lube but also Noel's spit. Normally Noel didn't eat Liam out, specially if Liam had misbehaved, but what could he say? He looked gorgeous with his long silky hair, looking like the girl he oughta be. Only right Noel tasted her cunt too. Liam was still breathing hard and already sweating like crazy, even when Noel had just started, fringe starting to stick to his forehead.
— Reckon I should punish you, right? You're supposed to be the singer, what type of singer can't remember the lyrics of his most iconic song? —Noel laughed—. Maybe it's 'cause you didn't write it. I should cut you some slack then.
Noel got close to the bed, holding something behind his back, and sat down beside Liam. He had his pretty mouth open, maybe thinking Noel was going to kiss him, not even thinking how disgusting it'd be considering where his tongue was in moments ago. Cute, but no. Not tonight.
— At least you played the tambourine well enough. Next gig I should let you do just that —Liam furrowed his brow—.
— Fuck no, I said sorry to the crowd —he said in that nasal voice of his—. I just got confused with the previous song, got too much coffee before the gig, yeah? You told me it was good for my throat, I didn't wanna fuck up–
— But you did up fuck up. Doesn't matter how much you tried not to.
Noel finally revealed what he had in his hands: The headless tambourine.
— So you better behave and take your punishment like a good lad —Liam had the gall to snort—.
— What, you're gonna make me play the tambourine while being naked? 's that another weird kink of yours?
Noel put on a poker face, not wanting to laugh anymore. It was always annoying whenever Liam talked about how much of a "freak" or "weirdo" Noel was, as if Liam didn't take everything Noel gave him like a cheap whore. He was a perfectly sound guy— Not his fault Liam never tried to stop. Whatever. He'd show him and Liam will correct his behaviour for the next gig.
— Aren't you a comedian.
— Yeah man, I'm hilarious.
He manhandled Liam, making him sit up on his lap and turned him over. With his arse exposed like this, Noel decided to give him some spanks, the pale skin instantly turning a pinkish red, making Liam yelp and twitch.
— Hey, what's all—
— Shut the fuck up.
Noel took out the lube from his own pocket and put some on his fingers, inserting three at once in the hole. He heard Liam hissing, but Noel spanked him again and no sound came out of his mouth this time. Shouldn't hurt considering how wet and relaxed he was moments ago, so he shouldn't whine now. Thankfully Liam's body was always honest and accepted the fingers easily, Noel stretching him as much as he could; in, out, to the sides, Liam moaning softly whenever Noel touched his g-spot slightly, he didn't want to pleasure his little brother now but it was inevitable when he had to stretch this much. A couple of minutes passed until Noel got impatient, he was sure Liam's hole would be fine anyways.
When Liam felt the plastic and metal of the tambourine, he turned his head over and started to freak out, the idiot.
— Oi oi oi, what the fuck! The hell you're doing?! It's not gonna fit in!
— Shut the fuck up and stay still! It's gonna fit in whether you like it or not. Now don't move and fucking relax.
He still tried to squirm away, but Noel wasn't having it. Not now. He put the tambourine away, just beside him, not too far, and manhandled his little brother's body once more: This time he put him on top of the bed directly, kneeling, arse up, hole perfectly accessible. He'd love to see Liam's face during this but alas, he had to work the logistics first and most. He used his hands to spread his cheeks, looking at the gaping hole, inside dripping slightly. He then used just one hand to hold it to quickly grab the tambourine and start with the insertion again.
He heard Liam whining but he couldn't move much anymore in this position. The sound of the tambourine was heard as it slowly entered Liam, wasn't an easy fit at all. But Noel managed anyways. His little brother was complaining like some little kid, as if Noel couldn't see his dick hard as a rock from here. He heard him taking breaths, little whimpers escaping his mouth as his hole stretched to get the tambourine inside.
He finally heard a moan when half of it managed to get inserted, being the widest part of the instrument. But also it was long enough to stimulate Liam's prostate and soon little drips started to leak from Liam's dick. So cute.
— There ya go, big lad. Almost there.
He wished to see his face right now, maybe his eyes were already rolling back from the pressure? Or maybe his eyebrow was furrowing as his body made space for this, maybe he looked like he was crying and he was biting his lip or his mouth was open or–
Liam moaned even louder, breathing intensely and Noel noticed the trembling of his legs, fighting to not fall on top of the bed. The jingling of the tambourine had got faster, louder and Noel realised he inserted the instrument way too fast. Liam wasn't in pain, obviously, but it was one of those continuous moans he usually did when Noel pushed a bit too much. Must have got too excited with his imagination there, him.
Noel simply chuckled as he finally managed to insert almost all of the tambourine inside. He was tempted to insert all of it, but then he wouldn't be able to get it out and, as much as he was convinced that would make Liam way more quieter and well-behaved, it was also too inconvenient for obvious reasons. So he settled for this.
— Good boy! See, told ya I'd managed to make it work.
Liam's responses were limited to long whimpers. He played a bit with the jingles as he waited for Liam's breaths to relax, yet he couldn't help but move the instrument just a little to see Liam's whole body react. And it didn't take long for Noel's little teasing to make his brother come just like that, with a tambourine up his arse. Classic Liam. He laughed.
— What's wrong, Li? Summat the matter?
Of course the response was just a groan! And Noel couldn't resist anymore, he moved the tambourine properly inside Liam, using it as if it was just some dildo, the jiggling playing alongside Liam's beautiful voice. He'd record for a demo if he could. His brother came again and again, the stimulation being way too much. Good thing he trained him to have this much stamina...
He finally took it out for good and he heard Liam whine, already missing it inside him. Such a slut.
— Insatiable as always, eh? We're just getting started. So don't get all cranky on me now.
He stood up and got close to his nightstand, opening the drawer to grab exactly what he needed tonight: The tour whip. He caressed the leather, checking the material, and couldn't help but chuckle as he closed the drawer. He walked a bit just to be behind Liam's body again and didn't waste on hitting him with the whip. And Liam literally screamed like a little girl, startled.
— Fucking cunt, why don't you at least tell me you're gonna use the whip?!
— Like you don't enjoy it, slag. Or you think I can't see from here how your dick's getting hard after hitting you with it?
Liam scoffed, but Noel was right, his body did react positively to the whip despite his initial surprise. Noel hit him again and again, this time causing Liam to moan loudly.
— You're sounding like a proper woman right now! C'mon, show me your butt, don't you fucking dare getting shy now.
Noel hit him thrice, the first two on his back and the last one on his arse as Liam lifted his butt to him and even spread his cheeks, showing his wet hole. Noel licked his lips while hitting him and seeing those cheeks getting redder by the minute made his trousers feel tighter. Liam kept being loud, which excited Noel even more and that meant using the whip constantly as possible. Soon, marks started to appear on Liam's body and his dick was leaking all the time.
— You're so fucking easy, what are you gonna do when the lads ask you about these marks? You're not gonna say it was your brother, right? And if they ask, just tell them you deserved it. Say it, say you deserve this.
The noises cracked the air thanks to the excitement Noel was feeling, he could swear he did a line or two before this considering how much euphoria he was feeling. He heard Liam spoke in a hoarse voice through the moans.
— I— ah, I deserve this!
— What do you deserve?
— This, this beating! I deserve it for being a mess, uh—
— Say that you love when your brother treats you like a cheap whore, that's all you're good for, right? You were born to be my woman.
— Ye, yeah, I fuckin' love it! Ah, I love being your woman— your pretty woman—
— My pretty girl who only lives to please me, you better take your punishment like a good girl!
As Noel continued, the sheer force of the beatings starting to open the wounds. Liam was now bleeding and his pale body looked so beautiful, Noel couldn't resist anymore. He stopped the whippings and got closer in order to grab Liam by the hair, pulling his head back. He could see his face directly and the view didn't disappoint him: He was crying, the tears falling down his face, yet there was no sadness to be found, just overwhelming pleasure. He made a noise when Noel kept pulling his hair and his mouth opened, the sight of that tongue dripping with saliva was practically an invitation for Noel to use Liam. So he did.
Noel grabbed Liam's body and made him face his older brother, eyes still brimming with desire, then pushed him roughly onto the bed. His body stayed pliant despite the pain of his wounded back pressing against the mattress, evidenced by his expression and the hissing. Noel quickly got on top of Liam and moved his body until his crotch was right in front of his little brother's face, and of course Liam licked his lips when he saw the bulge. But Noel was no better as he pulled down his trousers alongside his underwear, letting out his erection.
He then gripped his face with roughness and his fingers found their way into Liam's mouth, gazing the interior briefly; the strings of saliva, the teeth and the pink tongue greeting him. He wasted no more time and inserted himself inside that mouth.
— Mmm!
He made Liam deepthroat him right away and he could feel the gag reflex, yet his brother didn't try to move away or anything. He stayed still like a good girl, letting Noel use his mouth however he pleased. Noel moved his hips in an aggressive, fast manner, as if this was Liam's hole and not his mouth— well, close enough, right? The wetness and warmth seriously reminded him of a cunt, he could feel Liam's tongue tasting his member gently despite Noel's sudden movements. He found the contrast absolutely delicious. Noel was now the one grunting and moaning, it felt so good to use his brother's mouth like this, even more so after not touching himself up until now.
— Yeah, fucking take it, God— when you can't sing anymore, I'm gonna use your throat instead. A singer oughta serve his songwriter no matter what.
He could feel the vibrations of Liam's moans inside his throat, the sheer force of his hips making Liam's eyes water up and snot to come out of his nose, but that didn't stop his rhythm. It was a wonderful sight. He kept moving until he felt his orgasm getting closer and normally, he'd come inside Liam's throat, since it was always entertaining to see him struggling to breathe while also swallowing every single drip of his cum.
But not this time. He had better ideas.
He got his dick out and, instead, came all over Liam's pretty face, his cum staining him all over. Yet the slag didn't even close his mouth, as if he did actually want to taste Noel, at least just a bit.
The view was outright angelical. Liam's eyes were red thanks to the tears and the sweat mixed with the cum gave him a glow, even though by all accounts he was a mess. Yet Noel felt there was something missing...
He thought for a moment until he remembered the whip. Right, that was it! First, he slapped Liam, making him do a noise that was between a gasp and a moan, his eyes still unfocused. Then Noel went to grab the whip and used it to hit the rest of his body: His face, his chest, his torso, he made sure to mark Liam everywhere, there wouldn't be a spot that didn't scream Noel's name. The skin that was untouched before turned red, whereas the ones already hit became purple, a darker tone as time passed by. Liam's body couldn't stop trembling as he moaned, whimpered and even yelled, his dick constantly leaking thanks to the pleasure. His eyes rolled back and Noel felt great satisfaction at seeing his brother's body being hit by the whip.
Some minutes passed until Noel thought the whip was enough, but it wasn't the end of this session. He stopped and threw the whip to the floor, away from the bed and them, then forcefully grabbed Liam's face without any care of the now swollen skin. He squeezed him and Liam let out a soft whimper, yet didn't stop him, of course. Noel contemplated his masterpiece with an intense gaze: His brother's pretty face was tainted with semen, sweat and tears, snot still coming down from his nose; his swollen eyes were red and it neatly combined with the colour of his skin, some parts being of that same colour whereas others were starting to turn purple. He noticed there were cuts on his forehead, cheeks and chin— in fact, one wound on his left cheek was already open, right beside his lips. And Noel couldn't help but feel a sudden dryness on his tongue.
He sucked that wound and Liam made a noise, whether because of the pleasure or the pain —or a mix of both—, Noel couldn't tell. But what was clear was that it was a sensitive spot and Noel was going to take advantage of that. He sucked and used his tongue to lick, akin to a vampire, holding Liam's face in place. His blood tasted sweet and it fitted Liam very well, in his opinion.
— N-noo, stop... Hurts... —Liam murmured, voice hoarse—.
The fact that now he thought it was time to establish a boundary was endearing to Noel. Not during the tambourine insertion, the whipping or even the blowjob, but in the aftermath. So adorable.
Noel decided to stop with the sucking and looked at him right into his gaze, finally noticing that Liam's lazy eye was looking at the other side of the room, away from Noel and that made him even cuter. He couldn't help but giggle and gave Liam a kiss on the lips. A kiss that was as intense as the rest of Noel's actions, full-on tongue and sucking, he wanted to devour that pretty mouth. The taste of blood mixed with the taste of semen in Liam's tongue and that combination made Noel's dick get hard again. He closed his eyes once he heard Liam's whimper once more, making him smirk.
What a good boy he was.