One big mistake

Busted were in America, trying to crack the music scene out there, whilst filming for their documentary, America or Busted.
It was the boys second day in New York, they had no promotion to do, and no plans whatsoever. The cameras had been turned off for once, as there really wasn't anything interesting to film.
The boys had gotten bored around 7pm, so they decided to go down to the hotel bar and have a good drinking session, Matt buying the drinks for the other two of course. However, at 8pm, their plans had gotten cut short by Fletch, who had come down to check up on them, he widened his eyes at the sight of the collection of glasses building up by the lads.
"You have an early start tomorrow lads, so there'll be no drinking yourselves into stupors. Come on, get up to ya rooms now, so I know you're not down here, drinking away the night," Fletch requested, standing with his hands on his hips.
All three men just stared at Fletch as if he was completely nuts.
"Don't just gawp at me! MOVE!" Fletch said, more forcefully.
Matt, James and Charlie shared a look then hung their heads as they stood up slowly.
"Back to the world of boredom," Charlie sighed as the lads walked back to their rooms. "I'm gonna go call Camilla," he decided smiling slightly at the thought and walking faster.
"Yeah rub it in mate, some of us don't have girls back home we can ring," James sighed, thinking about his recent split with Kara.
Charlie didn't reply, he just carried on walking with a purpose, then entered his room, shutting the door quickly behind him.
"Phone sex" Matt said with a little nod, "The next best thing!"
James giggled slightly, and then noticed they were at his room.
"Well, see ya later," James sighed, walking into his room, nodding at Matt as he shut the door.
James turned and took in the dull hotel room. Ok, so they were in an expensive hotel, but it didn't matter, it wasn't home, it was FAR from home. He flopped down on the bed and grabbed his mobile from his bedside table, dialled the familiar number of his ex-girlfriend and waited expectantly. It was about time they forgot this argument, it was over something so stupid that James couldn't even remember why they'd broken up in the first place. A voice cut into his thoughts, it was Kara's. The problem was, it was her answer machine message. James sighed and threw the phone onto the side, putting his face in the pillow.
James was seething into his pillow when he heard the door shut quietly behind him.

"Go away Fletch!" James steamed, not really wanting to see there over controlling manager just at that moment.
"Er, I'm not Fletch, but I can leave if you want?" a voice answered, the person hovering by the door.
"Matt," James said, turning over and sitting up. "No, it's ok, you stay."
"Ah, just Fletch issues!" Matt nodded knowingly. "I just had a little idea!" a cheeky smile was splashed across his face.
"What idea would that be?" James asked, sitting up and leaning back on his elbows.
Matt didn't answer straight away, he walked across to the other side of the room and opened a little cabinet under the T.V.
"Who would have thought..." Matt started, grinning away at James, "that they would put a mini bar in the hotel room, or an underage drinker," he finished, laughing at James' expression. "Heads up!" Matt shouted, tossing James a small bottle of Bell's best Whisky.
James jumped up and caught the bottle, just as it was about to collide into the wall behind him. "Matt that was a shit throw!" James accused, shaking his head and twisting open the lid, He tilted his head back and downed the bottle in one go.
Matt shook his head and laughed. "If you down 'em like that, then we may just have to go and raid the mini bar in my room too!"
James got up to investigate what else was in the little cabinet and smiled. "Dude, there's like of each drink in here, I don't think even we could manage that much!" he exclaimed.
Matt bent down next to his pal and nodded in agreement. "Fair point James, fair point!"
Two hours and a lot of empty bottles later, James and Matt were both sprawled out on James' bed, more than a little tipsy. James was propped up against the pillow with his legs out in star jump position whereas Matt was led on his stomach, face down to the duvet.
James had the T.V remote in one hand and a Vodka shot in the other. He was flicking through the channels and coming across nothing interesting.
He decided he'd check out the 'pay per view' channel listing and clicked the right button on the remote to take him to a list of channels that were restricted from non paying customers. James smiled slightly when he spotted a category in the list of many.
"Matt," James said, poking Matt between the shoulder blades.
"OW!" Matt groaned a little too loudly, he flipped himself over and propped himself against the headboard. "What?" he asked finally.
"Look," James said, nodding towards the T.V. "Porn!"

Matt laughed, sat up and nicked the remote from James' hand. He clicked the link that led through to the list of porn channels available at their finger tips. "Hmm...this one looks interesting," Matt decided, clicking on the one titled 'M.O.M.'
James and Matt just looked at eachother as images of two men doing things to eachother flashed across the screen.
"Dude, turn it off!" James complained, looking away.
"No!" Matt grinned devilishly, holding the remote out of James' reach.
James grabbed a pillow and smacked it around Matt's head a little too hard. The force knocked Matt backwards, so he was flat on his back.
However, he still had the remote, he turned the sound up quickly before putting the remote down his trousers.
James moved over and sat on Matt, threatening to hit him harder if he didn't change the channel.
"Nah mate, it could be interesting," Matt was laughing. At that comment, James swung the pillow at Matt with force, gravity took over and James fell and ended up laying on Matt.
James pulled himself up with his arms so that he was leaning up slightly. He just stared at Matt. James shook his head, trying to get confusing thoughts out of his head, he couldn't seriously be thinking what he was thinking, could he? Before he even had time to contemplate what was going through his head, Matt's voice interrupted his thoughts.
"Dude is that a phone in your pocket or are you just happy to be led on top of me?" Matt asked in a humorous way. James sat up quickly and put his hands to his privates. Fuck, what's happening to me? James thought as he realised he had gotten an erection.
Matt smiled that famous lopsided smile of his whilst looking at James.
"Sooo, gay porn turns Jamesy Bourne on?" Matt asked with a twinkle in his eyes.
James suddenly became very self-concious of himself, he was still sat on Matt, well, you could better describe it as straddling Matt. James blushed and looked away, starting to move off of Matt.

Matt grabbed James' waist and held him firmly into place. His eyes wandered to the T.V for a moment and then back to James. "Maybe...we could...experiment!" Matt grinned, his eyes constantly moving backwards and forwards between James and T.V.
"What do you mean?" James asked confused.
Matt moved his hands up to James' shoulders and pulled his head closer to him. "I mean, I could help you out with a certain problem!" Matt said, moving his hand down from James' shoulder and grabbing James' manhood through the material of his trousers.
James tensed up, he couldn't do this, he just couldn't. He started to shift off to Matt again, when Matt started to unbuckle James' belt. James started to protest When Matt put his hand down James' baggy trousers. He started to play with James' penis through his boxers. As much as James wanted to stop what was happening, he also wanted it to carry on.
He loosened up and actually started enjoying the hand job he was receiving from his band mate and his best friend. Just as suddenly as things had gotten started, Matt stopped, pushing James of him gently, Matt got up and walked over to the door.
"Matt, I'm sorry!" James exclaimed, watching Matt walk towards the door.

"For what you plank?" Matt asked, fiddling with the door handle. James just looked really confused as he watched Matt. Oh he was locking the door, James realised, maybe it would be better for both of us if he were to leave, James was thinking. James was having doubts, it was like he had an angel on one shoulder and a devil on the other.
"Do itttttttt, do himmmmmmmmmmm, F*ck it he's hotttttt!" the devil whispered on his left shoulder.
"I wouldn't, it would wreck the friendship!" The angel countered on the right shoulder.
James looked indecisively from his left and right shoulder, getting annoyed he slapped a hand at each shoulder aggressively.
"What's wrong?" Matt asked, sitting next to James, almost as if nothing had just happened between them.
James realised, he had replayed the actions in reality not just in his mind.
"Nothing, nothing!" James said shaking his head.
"Good," Matt replied, licking his lips. "Coz I do believe we were busy!"
Matt got onto his knees and this time, it was his turn to straddle James. It was at this that James felt something pressing into his stomach.
F*ck me, he's aroused, James thought, looking down to MAtt's crotch and suddenly realising what was digging into his stomach. Matt followed James' gaze and looked down at his own member. He looked back up to James with a huge grin on his face.
"I know, it's impressive isn't it!" Matt laughed, leaning his head in and pressing his lips onto James'.

That was it right there, no more inhibitions, James wanted it, and it certainly looked (and felt) like Matt did too.
At this, James returned the kiss and moved his hand to Matt's jeans. He unhooked the belt, and slid it out from the waistband, he then put his hands down the back of Matt's trousers and rubbing his hands up and down Matt's butt, pinching the skin roughly, the whole time, their lips were locked onto each others, their tongues exploring the new territory of each others mouths.
Suddenly, Matt broke away from the kiss, and pushed forcefully on James' shoulders, making James fall onto his back, Matt following immediately so that he was on top of James. Matt used his leg to force James' legs to open a little and he shifted so that he could place his p*nis between the gap so that both he and James could lie comfortably.
James still had his hands grasped firmly to Matt's ass.
James shuddered as he felt Matt's hardness between his thighs. How the hell am I getting aroused by this? James asked himself, his hands moving from Matt's butt and back out of his trousers.
He pulled Matt's head down to his firmly and started kissing him agian, once they were in full make out mode James moved his hands again. He went back to work on Matt's trousers, his hands flitting between undoing the button and the zipper, to teasing Matt through the material of his jeans. When James had finally gotten the trousers undone, he put his hands to Matt's hips and tugged, Matt wriggling to help James remove the clothing as quickly as possible.

James decided his next job was to remove that t-shirt from Matt's torso. He put his hands behind MAtt's back, before removing the top, he rubbed Matt's back with his finger tips, making Matt giggle into James' mouth.
"That tickles," Matt muttered sitting up on James on so he was now straddling him. "And nothing more is coming off of me until we get rid of some of your clothing," Matt remarked, "It's only fair!"
With that, Matt pulled James into a sitting position and started tugging at the baby blue mambo t-shirt, lifting it over James' head gently. Once it was off, he flung it over his shoulder and pushed James back into the laying position. He leant over James, kissing him first on the forehead, then to the tip of his nose, and then back to the mouth, lingering a moment to let his tongue explore James' mouth. then he continued further down until he reached James chest. He flicked his tongue expertly around James' nipples, then nibbling gently at raised bumps that appeared. This made James squirm and moan, making Matt laugh. Matt continued licking down James' stomach, reaching the waistline of James' trousers.
Matt removed the already loosened belt, then undid the clasp on the trousers, he looked up at James expectantly, realising he couldn't remove the trousers as James was lying down. James understood the look and thrust upwards to help Matt out.
Matt removed the trousers quickly, flinging them over to join the t-shirt on the floor. The boxers soon followed and James was led completely naked on the bed. Matt looked over to the T.V that was still on full blast, and still had the man on man pron playing. He shook his head, realising how much this would be costing Fletch, then got back to the task in hand.

He took James' waiting member into his hand, and started to rub up and down in quick motions, JAmes was sighing at every movement, his back arched upwards, his eyes closed. Matt stopped what he was doing, and replaced his hands with his mouth, he felt James stiffen up even more as soon as his tongue flicked out and started licking up and down his band mates p*nis.
"Oh My God MATT!" James moaned shakily, putting his hands on the back of Matt's head.
Matt smiled to himself and attempted to take James' full length into his mouth, but realising this was a losing battle, he would only gag himself.
So instead he bought his hands back into action, one hand playing with James' balls, the other twisting around the bottom of his d*ck.
Matt felt James getting even harder as he sucked up and down, and realised James was about to c*m, he pulled off a bit, waiting and James exploded in his mouth.
"OH MY GOD!" James screamed, thrusting up, putting himself further into Matt's mouth, enjoying the orgasm.
Matt laughed that Matt laugh and pulled off, wiping his mouth with his arm.
James led on the bed, exhausted. Matt pulled himself back up to James' head, rolled off of him, and just led next to him. A few minutes past, and Matt started rubbing his fingers along James' naked chest, and for some reason, this bought a whole lease of life to James.

"Right, your turn," James saidm sitting up and pulling Matt up with him. He lunged forward and thrust his tongue back into MAtt's mouth as he pulled Matt's t-shirt off roughly. James pulled Matt into the standing position next to the bed and ripped Matt's boxers like there was no tomorrow. James then took Matt's p*nis in his hand and started to give him a hand job in return, but as he was doing this, he had another idea.
He still had Matt's p*nis in his hand as he leant in to kiss Matt. He started walking backwards, towards the bathroom. Matt had no choice but to follow, as James still had a firm grip on his d*ck, and it would hurt if he just stood there, so he followed, not even wondering where James was taking him.
When they reached the bathroom, James pulled out of the kiss and let go off Matt. He was fumbling around the bathroom unit. He was looking for his tube of KY Gel. He didn't know why he had bought it, but heck he had, and it looked like it was going to come in handy. After a few seconds of searching, his hand connected with the tube and he unscrewed the lid. Matt looked at teh tube warily, wondering what on earth was going through James' mind.
"Turn around," James instructed.
"What?" Matt asked confused.
"Turn...Around!" James repeated, taking Matt by the shoulders and spinning him around.

"Dude, what are ya doi..." Matt started, but stopped once James started kissing his neck from behind. All of a sudden, Matt felt James' hands playing around his anus, and his hands were all, well, what MAtt could only describe as wet. It tickled slightly, making Matt laugh.
James was still kissing around Matt's neck, when he leant in towards Matt and whispered in his ear.
"Bend a little!" James instructed. Matt didn't ask any questions any more, he knew what was coming, so he just obeyed. He put his hands on the wash basin and bent down a little, as James had asked.
Matt felt James put his hands on his waist, and gritted his teeth.
James had felt Matt tense up, and looked around the bathroom. "Here!" James said, handing Matt a towel, "Bite down on this!"
Matt took the towel gratefully and James returned his hand to MAtt's hip.
James leant against Matt so that his head was led on Matt's back, and all of a sudden, thrust forward.
Even with the towel in Matt's mouth, it didn't contain the scream that escaped his lips.
"I'm sorry," JAmes moaned, holding still, not daring to move until Matt gave permission.
"Just...Do...IT!" Matt moaned, a little higher than usual.
James took this as permission, and started thrusting backwards and forwards, his pace getting faster once it appeared that Matt had started enjoying it. Instead of moans of pain, moans of ecstasy were now escaping MAtt's lips.

James snaked his hands around Matt's waist and started jerking him off, making Matt moan even more.
"AH...OH MY GOD!" Both moaned at the same time, Matt's hand joining JAmes'.
James bit down on Matt's shoulder as he came forcefully into Matt. James could feel that Matt had spilt his load, and he pulled away slowly out of Matt.
Matt turned around, and just looked at James, confusion on his face.
James looked away, also realising what he had just done with his best mate.
"I'm going to bed," Matt shook his head as he walked back into the bedroom. James sat on the bath edge, head in his hands, he just couldn't understand how things could go that far between the two of them. He'd never, ever had the urge to do that to any other man, let alone Matt before.
When he walked back into the bedroom, he half expected Matt to have left, but he was shocked to see Matt led, still completely naked on his bed, already asleep.
James sighed, and got onto the bed also, turning on his side to go to sleep. About five minutes after James was just dozing off, he felt an arm curl around his side.
James just shook his head, and carried on dozing off.

*The Next Morning*
Around 6am the next morning, Fletch came knocking on all of the guys doors to rouse them for the day of hard work and promotion ahead of them. He had gotten a reaction from Charlie, but he was surprised when Matt had ignored his request to open his door. So he moved onto James' room and knocked loudly.
"COME ON, GET UP, WE GOTTA GO!" he shouted through the door. In the room, James and Matt jolted awake, everything around them a blur, until they took in each other and they were both...
"JAMES YOUR NAKED!" Matt screamed, at the same time realising that he was wrapped in James' arms.
James just groaned and shook his head, putting his head into his hands, and tears threatening to make an appearance.
"What happened last night?" Matt asked, confused, fearing James' answer.
"Erm...Er...Oh My god Man!" Was all James replied, still shaking his head.
Matt stood up, grabbing his clothes, the cloudiness disappearing, and the reality of what happened the night before dawns on him.
"Oh, My, God!" Matt groaned, looking away from James.
Matt turned back to look at James, who was looking back at him, shame in his eyes.
"What happened last night, stays between these four walls...right James?" Matt said, sighing.
James didn't reply, tears actually pricking his eyes now.
"RIGHT JAMES?" Matt shouted, desperately.
"Right!" James agreed.
"Right," Matt nodded, "Right! Now get dressed coz, I don't wanna see you naked!" MAtt half joked.
James got up and put the clothes on from yesterday, sauntering out of the room and past a confused looking Fletch.
"Why is Matt in your room? And why did he shout that you were naked?"
"We got drunk last night and we fell asleep, and I wasn't naked, I had boxers on!" James sighed, carrying on walking.
Down in the lobby, Charlie was sat in a chair looking extremely relaxed and awake, compared to two extremely tired and hungover boys (James and Matt).
As Matt walked into the lobby behind James, he rubbed his ass and sat next to Charlie. "God my ass is sore!" He commented.
"Why do you think we wanna know that? And why is your butt sore?" Charlie asked curiously.
"I Erm...me and James had a pillow fight and i fell on my ass...hard!" MAtt explained quickly.
Charlie just raised his eyebrows and shook his head.
"Right, where to today Fletch?"