Chapter 1: Shared I (mxmxmxm)
Warning: Gay sex scenes ahead. This includes threesomes and gang bangs. Read at your own risk.
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Chapter One: A Stranger in a Boy Band
“Miko is gone! I can’t find him anywhere. I asked the others if they saw him but they haven’t seen him in days!” Mikaela, Miko’s mother said in panic.
“What do you mean he’s gone, Mom? He can’t just disappear—they have a major concert in two days!” Michael replied nonchalantly while giggling at his phone.
He was peacefully scrolling through videos of the intense bromance between the LOMB members when his mother burst in looking like she’d seen a ghost.
“Michael’s right, hon. He’s probably just practicing with the guys,” Danny, Michael and Miko’s father, commented lazily, eyes glued to the TV.
Mikaela groaned dramatically, throwing her hands up. “Did neither of you hear me?! He’s gone!His phone is off! He hasn’t attended rehearsals for days! Even their manager has no idea where he is! The whole company is panicking!”
Michael and his father exchanged glances. Danny tried calling his son, but the phone was indeed switched off. Michael rushed to Miko’s room and tore it apart until he found a note.
Mikaela nearly fainted when she read it. Danny caught his wife just in time.
Michael read the note and felt his heart drop. According to the letter, Miko had fallen in love with a guy and wanted to marry him someday. But their agency had a strict no-relationship policy. When the CEO found out, he tried to force Miko to end it. Instead, Miko eloped.
“What do we do now, Dan?! The concert is in two days! If the company finds out, they’ll make us pay the contract termination fee! We’ll be ruined!” Mikaela wept, shaking her husband.
Unable to watch his parents fall apart, and wanting to support his twin’s happiness, Michael stood up with fierce determination, fists clenched.
“I’ll take his place,” Michael declared. “Miko and I are identical twins. I can sing and dance just as well as him. I’m a huge fan of LOMB — I know all their songs and choreography by heart.”
“But Michael…” his mother said between sobs.
“I know enough to be in Miko’s place. I’ll pretend to be Miko, finish the remaining year on his contract, then quit.”
His parents were terrified, but Michael had made up his mind. He was twenty now. It was time he saved his family instead of the other way around.
The next day, Michael bought compression bandages and practiced deepening his voice. He cut and dyed his hair to match Miko’s blonde look.
“If I didn’t know better, I’d swear you were Miko,” his father said, stunned.
“Well, we are twins,” Michael replied in a practiced deeper tone, then cleared his throat. “How do I sound, Dad?”
The family shared a tense laugh, but it was cut short when a van pulled up outside. Teddy, LOMB’s flamboyant manager, jumped out and stormed in.
“I’ve been looking everywhere for you!” Teddy shrieked, grabbing Michael’s ear and twisting. “Where the hell have you been?! Why haven’t you been at practice?!”
“Sorry, Ted. Got… caught up with something,” Michael said in his deepest voice, trying not to wince.
Teddy narrowed his eyes but eventually dragged him to the van, still scolding him the entire way.
On the ride to the dorm, Michael’s heart hammered wildly. He was a massive fan of LOMB — especially the leader, Luke. He’d been crushing hard on the tall, intense 25-year-old for years and secretly shipped the other members together.
When they arrived, Teddy told him the others had gone back to the dorm because Oliver wasn’t feeling well.
“You better apologize to Luke. You know how terrifying he gets when he’s pissed. I’ll drop you off. Don’t you dare disappear again or I swear I’ll hang myself!” Teddy warned.
The dorm was eerily quiet when Michael stepped inside. He wandered around the living room, smiling softly as he recognized everything from fan videos. After checking the kitchen and balcony with no luck, he headed toward the bedrooms.
That’s when he heard it.
Low grunts. Thuds. Breathless whimpers.
Michael froze in front of Oliver’s door, which was slightly ajar. Worried that Oliver was seriously sick, he peeked inside.
What he saw made his brain short-circuit.
Oliver was on all fours in the middle of the bed, moaning shamelessly while Bryce knelt behind him, gripping his hips and slamming into him hard. The wet, filthy sound of skin slapping skin filled the room.
Michael’s eyes widened. Holy shit.
So the famous bromance wasn’t just fanservice after all.
He couldn’t look away. Bryce’s thick cock drove deep into Oliver with every powerful thrust, and Oliver took it all like he was made for it — back arched, mouth open, crying out in pleasure. The contrast was insane. On stage Oliver was cool and reserved, while Bryce was loud and playful. But here, Oliver was the one singing broken high notes with every thrust, and Bryce was reduced to raw, animalistic groans.
Michael’s cock twitched hard in his pants. He pressed his thighs together, feeling himself leak with arousal as he watched Bryce’s heavy balls slap against Oliver’s ass.
“We need to make this quick before Luke gets home,” Bryce growled, yanking Oliver’s hair and biting his neck.
“Fuck— don’t leave marks, you asshole!” Oliver gasped, pushing back greedily. “And you’re sure Miko isn’t coming back today?”
“I don’t know. Ted just said he was going to check his house.”
Michael was so hypnotized by the raw, filthy fucking that he didn’t notice the tall, imposing figure behind him until it was too late.
“Are you enjoying the show?” a deep, rough voice whispered hotly against his ear.
Michael froze as Luke’s tall frame pressed against his back, radiating heat and dominance.
And Luke was the exact man he’d been secretly fantasizing about for years.
