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The following is fictionalized and I do not acknowledge any relationship between this article and the actual band members.

OOC belongs to me, they belong to each other! Happy birthday Larry!!!!!

After four years, U2 finally ready to start a new show. Unlike in the past, sphere's shows are neither tours nor attempted by all U2 members.

In fact, since the tour was announced at the beginning of the year, there has been a lot of opposition. Partly skepticism about a residency that would be a departure from the traditional stadium-rock tour format, and partly fan dissatisfaction with the absence of key band member Larry. Larry was pleased with the outpouring of fans’ enthusiasm, but he was more than willing to heal the work-related injuries he'd sustained over his 40-year career than to participate in the dubious "reimagine albums" and the months-long IMAX spectacle.

Adam couldn't help but chuckle a little as soon as he walked backstage and saw his lead singer playing with his cell phone with a sad face, "What makes the all-powerful Macphesto look like that?"
"It's not funny Adam. the fans are about to yell at us. Larry is having fun watching the disaster - God bless him! " Bono rolled his eyes.
Adam laughed even harder "I'm sure you mean ONLY you. Has there ever been a day in the last forty years that you haven't spent getting yelled at, my dear?
“Get the fuck out of here if you're here for the jokes, arsehole. I'm gonna rehearsal with Bram. " Bono twisted around and walked away.
"I didn't realize you had scheduled a rehearsal so soon before you were due to go on, is it just stage fright? Or ......did you guys have some private communication you didn't want me to be a part of? "Before the last word was finished, Adam's hand had already caressed Bono's lower back in a teasing way.
Bono, however, stood still without a word as if deflated.

Adam was a little surprised that someone like Bono, who was born for the stage, would be nervous one day. He quickly reacted that the temporary departure of his old teammate, the theater designed with huge sums of money, the advanced high-tech facilities, the new and dashing performance mode, and the long time separation from the performance site ...... He was for all these reasons to have mixed feelings about the stage. Although bono always seems so energetic and never seems to stop moving forward for anything, he is, after all, a human being who ages and gets hurt. He needs the support of his friends and beloved when he feels afraid.

His body reacted before his brain did. He jerked forward to embrace Bono, his old friend's warm body trembling slightly in his arms. Seemed to have lost a few pounds from earlier in the year? Body anxiety? It didn't feel quite the same anywhere ...... Adam thought as his fingers inadvertently traced Bono's chest. "You've shaved?" He suddenly realized, and his palm couldn't help but squeeze his boobs a little harder. As the nipples suddenly felt the squeeze of the fabric, Bono's breathing intensified a lot, and the atmosphere became extremely flirty all of a sudden.

Bono turned his face to the side and spoke with a little bit of resistance, "After all, it's the first night of the show. Don't dawdle, if you want to fuck, hurry up."

Adam was rarely obedient and kept his mouth shut as the opportunity to caressing Bono's smooth breasts was also rare. He pulled Bono's face over and kissed him deeply with great skill. Bono felt slightly choked by the uncomfortable position. He kissed him back without any modesty while pushing Adam's shoulders a couple of times, signaling that his own old back was about to give out. "And the best idea you came up with to keep me from freaking out about the rest of the show was to let me flash my back in advance so I couldn't get on stage? " Adam grinned, delighted to hear Bono's perky sarcasm again.

They stumbled forward kissing until Adam had toppled Bono to the couch。Bono's suit trousers and underwear snaked down behind them, thank god Adam hadn't lost his mind enough to tear them apart. He slipped two fingers into Bono's mouth and stirred them around, content to enjoy the vigorous teasing of the lead singer's flexible tongue. He then dilated Bono's arsehole as gently as he could with his saliva-slicked forefinger and middle finger, while his ring finger rubbed the sensitive perineum in forceful motions. Hmm, Fingers of Steel ...... bassist's top tips? All Bono felt was a surge of electricity hitting his lower body, and hastily supported himself against the backrest of the sofa with his hand. Adam's left hand didn't stay idle, the rough calluses rubbing against Bono's nipples, making him feel tingle and itchy. He even moved his head over to lick the other breast. He really likes it when I do that, not even willing to jerk my cock, Bono thought as he rolled his eyes, though Adam couldn't see it at the moment.

When Adam thought he was ready, he pulled his finger out and Bono spoke up suddenly, "I didn't realise you were going to do the whole thing, I thought you were just a jizzhead trying to get a quick blowjob out of me. After all, there isn't much time left before we go on stage. "Adam couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth a few times, "I just wanted to come and show some concern for the state of our lead singer, but you're so nasty as to mock me in a roundabout way for a quick shot! For the sake of your poor throat, oral sex is certainly not a good choice. But since you've pleaded so horny, it's not impossible for me to let you suck me out after I've fucked you to cum. "Bono hastily declined the gracious invitation that would have cost him dearly, "No need, I'm really worried that my anxious teeth won't be able to resist biting off your cock. As well don't forget to get a condom on, I don't want to perform on stage with a load of cum stuck up my arse. ""Oh, that would be an erotic scenario to put into action. "Despite his words, Adam dutifully took the condom out of his trouser pocket. "I knew you came prepared rather than any simple concern for me!"

Adam's cock shoved smoothly into the well-prepared anus and the pair sighed with satisfaction at the same time. Just as Bono was savouring the sensation of being butt stuffed, Adam suddenly thrust so hard that the unsuspecting man was fucked to his knees on the sofa. He tried to curse with some annoyance, but was too fucked up to speak in complete sentences, barely managing to squeeze out two words "Fuck… You." Adam smirked back, "Yes, 'fuck you'. Your guts are so tight and hot, it's so nice to fuck." With that he pushed hard against the familiar bump and Bono immediately went limp on the couch. Adam's strong arms passed underneath his armpits and took him into his arms, "So sensitive? Haven't you had sex with edge lately? Don't think you got off first?" Bono didn't bother to take verbal advantage of the childish eejit, focusing on catching his breath to ease himself up. He favoured this position more than being dicked down by having his crotch bones pinched. His back was pressed against Adam's chest, and the latter's vibrant heart bumped against his back one after another, giving him the illusion that their hearts would rush towards each other to become one. The feeling of skin on skin was very reassuring to him.

Adam's penis was grinding hard across Bono's prostate several times, screwing deeper and deeper each time. Bono couldn't help but moan and squeal as he felt like he was going to be impaled with a large dick through the belly. His own unattended cock was rubbing against the backrest of the leather sofa, a stream of precum oozing off the poor glans. He tried to support his upper body from the couch, but the successive thrusts pressed him firmly down, and even his nutsack was squeezed between him and the couch in a way that made it impossible to move. The bouncy friction and squeeze of the leather was so good that he almost lost his load. Adam suddenly felt Bono's arse clamp down hard on him a couple of times and slapped it to make him relax a bit. Bono let out a few cries, he always let loose when he was high, whether it was on the stage or some other occasion.

"Oh, you still sound as good as ever when you scream. You really should have more confidence in your performance tonight, I have no doubt you can still sing every high note perfectly. No need to worry about our teammates, I'm sure the both of them are just as friendly with their musical stuff as we are. "As if to respond to his words, the sound of a drum and guitar jamming came faintly from outside the door." Did you remember to close the door before you entered the lounge? "Bono suddenly realised something." Is there any need to guard against the edge? As for the lad, I'm sure he won't say anything. After all you've been a well known slut for a long time." Adam said unconcerned. Bono tried to argue a few words of defence but was unable to open his mouth at the top of a few hard thrust from Adam and soon put the matter behind him.

Bono's nipples were so engorged from rubbing against the couch that his mind went blank. Adam's hand suddenly moved underneath him and jerked his cock in the same rhythm as he had fucked him. Bono could barely catch his breath as he was pounded back and forth so hard. Ah, fuck, fuck, so great, so well. Adam looked at Bono’s neck high in the air, still unchanged in his beauty no matter how many years had passed and how many marks had been etched into his skin. His head was always in such a confident stance for everything, and he came as though he was kissing death.

When they were done, Adam wiped the viscous fluid from them both. It was a good thing they hadn't overdone it, and there was still a little time to adjust before the show started. Bono made himself comfortable lying on his side on the couch watching Adam busy with his business, "Don't you think us having sex like this before we go on stage is a lot like those cliché rock stars with groupies?" Adam found his thoughtless question a little amusing so he didn't say anything, concentrating on putting his trousers on. Bono didn't feel offended, he was the kind of people who could talk to themselves for hours nonstop, "You always remind me of Lou Reed when you're holding in your laughter to the point where the corners of your mouth are drooping". Adam chose to answer the question with a question, "So with Lou Reed as your groupie, what's there to be suspicious about?" The memory of his boyhood idol made him smile, "I didn't know when U2 members started messing around with groupies and even became groupies themselves?" Adam was unfazed, "You're the U2 one with the high moral standards. I'm a kind of posh Sid Vicious.""Looks like I wrote it wrong, you're a kind of lush thing. "Adam looked them both up and down to make sure everything was in perfect order and then gestured Bono to get up, "Alright my dear great literary man, time to dust off your clothes, comb your hair and get ready for the stage." 

On a stage so huge it was terrifying, in front of thousands of people, Adam played his Bass while remembering again the joke that had been made backstage about groupie. He couldn't help but want to crawl at Bono's feet at the sight of him glittering in his silky-smooth white suit jacket in the desert at night, this holy angel, dirty fly, wily devil, arriving under the northern hemisphere. He was a born superstar, a master of the stage, no matter what kind of stage they were on. And back in the day when they were a little band with no name from Dublin, he splashed glamour with the same fever as he faced millions. Now, with the wrinkles on his face growing with each passing day and his charm still remaining, he lets his voice go with his whimsy and pioneering bravery, and the world is moved by it.

He was especially pleased when he chanced to show some timidity and discomfort, which made his old friend seem so amiable, and as he thought so, he drew nearer to the stage and stood by his side, both to soothe and to encourage him.

Adam was often glad to be a friend, a teammate, to Bono. Though he didn't share the same superb understanding and whimsicality with bono as edge did, when you go whatever, I go there with you, it’s all I can do. He was really happy to believe so.