| Chapter 6 |
| -Howie- I saw AJ put his arm around Brian, I watched it gently slide down his back as he continued his verse to “Time”, I also thought about how hot it was too.Especially tonight… something seems different. Brian seems to be paying a little more attention to my AJ tonight, a little more than the usual arm around his shoulder or occasional smile. I know it’s horrible that I actually picture my boyfriend with other guys, but damn would that be hot. I think people would agree that something about the “bad boy” corrupting the “angel” would be incredibly hot. I just think a lot of people who don’t know us very well will assume that I’m talking about AJ corrupting Brian when actually, it’s quite the opposite. Yes, Alex is a stereotypical bad boy with tattoos and piercings and all that, but my lover is very caring, sensitive and understanding. From what I’ve heard from Nick about Brian, Brian could teach AJ a thing or two, which is something by the way that I would love to witness. I’d just love to see their lips pressed together, Aj’s tongue sliding along Brian’s defined jaw line…and oh the thought of them even getting close to having sex blows my mind. As the show ends, we walk backstage and AJ and I head to our dressing room as Brian and Nick go to theirs and Kevin just hops on the shuttle back to the hotel. As soon as I close the door behind me I’m immediately pinned against it and I fell AJ’s lips against my own and his tongue forcefully breaking between my lips and slipping down my throat. I moan at the surprise and wrap my hands around AJ’s back, pulling him closer to me. Ugh, I can never explain the feeling I get when Alex kisses me. It reminds me every time of exactly why I love him so much, that indescribable bond that we share. I can feel his erection pressing against my pants, as his hips grind closer and closer to my own growing stiffness. I move my hands in between us and run them down his sweaty naked chest. I guess I have something in common with a lot of fans, I love it when he takes off his shirt at the end of the show. The only difference is, I get to feel it, suck it and taste it as soon as we got off stage. I’m wondering what caused this sudden affection, but at the moment I could really give a rat’s ass. -AJ- I could not wait a minute longer, I swear that short hair does so much for me, especially when he gets all sweaty from dancing. Oh and don’t even get me started on “How did I fall in love with you?” Sometimes Nick or Kevin has to hold me back from jumping Howie in the middle of it. I often wonder why he didn’t ask me to sing with him in that song instead of Brian, he always tells me that he wanted it to be a gift to me so that during every show, no matter what else was going on around us, we always knew how much we love each other. I deepen this kiss as I reflect upon the romantic song and feel Howie’s hand slide down my chest, rubbing my nipples and responding to my now grinding hips. I could tell I caught him off guard, but he’s just lucky I didn’t try anything during one of the costume changes. I break our kiss momentarily to run my tongue to his ear, sucking and licking on the lobe. It drives him wild and I just love my tongue on any part of his body. “Ohhhh Aje” he moans. I feel him pull up the back of my shirt and completely remove it from my body, guess I helped him out with that on stage already. That’s it, I need him…Now. I pull back from his body, staring deep and lustfully into his eyes as I rip his shirt off, literally. I hastily unbutton his pants and soon those are laying next to his shirt on the floor. My own pants soon join them and I pause for just one second of time to take in the beautiful site of Howie’s heated body. I love the look on his face. He’s breathing heavily, his lips are full and red from our heated kiss, and the desire in his eyes is indescribable. I lean in and kiss him once more, as I lead him back to the opened futon nearby. I turn him around and stand behind him, my erection pressed against the cheeks of his ass, my hands roaming his chest and abdomen and my tongue sucking on his neck. I feel him move down to the bed and my body follows his. He is kneeling in front of me, my body still pressed against his body. He turns his head and traps my tongue in his mouth, sucking hard on my lips, massaging my tongue with his own. I love how he tastes. |