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| GAME by Janey Richey cursed under his breath as James answered the radio DJ’s question about his love life; “Richey knows that he’s the love of my life but it’s not reciprocated ‘cos you know Richey don’t believe in love, do ya Richey? Flings with groupies are more his style.” Then the DJ had taken James’ giggling as sign that he was taking the mickey out of Richey and so had swiftly moved on to a different topic, which annoyed Richey even more as he hadn’t been given the opportunity to respond. However, never one to cause a scene or raise his voice and argue, he just bit his tongue and went with the flow whilst looking daggers at James, who was having a great deal of difficulty not laughing aloud as he found the whole thing highly amusing. For another 30 minutes it continued with James stroking Richey’s legs under the desk so that the DJ couldn’t see what he was doing. Although he gave Richey some bemused glances as Richey fidgeted about in his chair because of the things James was doing with his fingers, or more accurately, the place he was touching with them. As the interview was concluded Richey shook the DJ’s hand and made a hasty retreat, leaving the DJ a little nonplussed at what had occurred. James finally caught up with Richey at the car park entrance and judging by all the cigarette butts at his feet, Richey had been smoking himself stupid. “I’ve got a good mind to make you walk back, get a taxi or some such thing Bradfield,” said Richey, his voice as soft as ever whilst continuing to look at the floor. “Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t.” “Because it’s the middle of the night and I need my beauty sleep even if you don’t,” smirked James. “That and you so do not wanna make me angry.” Richey then raised his eyes so that he was looking at James, “umm, I need a drink.” “Better get back then huh?” smiled James as he placed his hands before his body as if in prayer, and pleaded with Richey with his eyes. “You bastard Bradders! That smile works every time and you know it does,” Richey giggled softly as he started to walk to the car with James sauntering slowly behind him. As Richey drove them back to the hotel they hardly spoke a word to each other, but James often smiled and winked at him whilst Richey tried, in vain, to look all moody and upset. “I’m gonna get a shower before I go to sleep,” said James as he went into the bathroom as soon as they entered the room, Richey merely shrugged his shoulders in response. When they’d discovered that there was a double bed in the room rather than twins as they’d booked, they had had a lengthy discussion as to whether or not they should exchange. James had won the day when he’d pointed out that it wouldn’t be the first time they’d shared a bed. As Richey waited for James to vacate the shower he drank some vodka, had a cigarette and stripped down to his briefs. He then switched on the television and settled on the bed, trying hard to still the nerves running through his body. “All yours Richey,” smirked James as he came out of the bathroom, wearing a small white towel around his waist that left nothing to the imagination as water dripped from his hair. “Thanks.” Richey didn’t immediately rise up from the bed. Instead he stared at James’ toned wet body and sighed as he noticed the obvious bulge and momentarily became lost in some very wicked thoughts, until James tapped him on his shoulder and stopped his dreaming. “Ok, ok, I’m going.” James sat on the edge of the bed and began to dry his hair with the towel he was carrying as he watched Richey pad into the bathroom. Despite his best efforts James always felt drawn to Richey. Whilst on stage or at photo shoots it was Nicky and Richey who played out the ‘are they/ aren’t they’ game, in private moments it was Richey and James who flirted with each other. Tonight James had taken it to another level by playing in front of someone else and his instinct told him that Richey was having the same sensations that he was, however mad that may be. With his hair now dry, he took off the towel from around his waist and lay down naked on the bed, waiting for Richey to come back through. “I feel SO much better for that,” announced Richey brightly as he bounded out of the bathroom completely naked, his hair all mussed up after some rigorous towel drying and then plonked himself down on the bed alongside James, with a really stupid grin on his face. Gingerly James ran his fingers through Richeys hair in an attempt to tidy it up a little, himself smiling broadly and softly said, “you smell nice too, android.” Richey leaned in to James, “you could just get a comb to do that with you know,” he sighed as he allowed a thumb to brush across James’ collarbone. “I’m glad you’re not though ‘cos I can see that you’re enjoying this as much as I am.” As if it was the most natural thing in the world, their lips touched and both sighed. Teasingly they planted tiny kisses before James’ tongue probed forward and tenderly prised Richey’s mouth open as his hands now roamed over Richey’s soft, naked torso. “You taste wonderful too,” smiled James warmly. “Umm,” came the soft moan from Richey, “so do you.” “I don’t want to hide from this any more Rich,” whispered James as he nibbled on Richey’s earlobe. “We’ve both tried to hide for way too long.” “You mean you want to go public?” Richey appeared stunned. “It’s not a problem is it?” His voice was no longer controlled but had elements of fear and disappointment in it as he cradled Richey’s head lovingly. “Not to me, no. In fact…” quickly he kissed James’ mouth, “I’d be more than happy to be your ‘other half.’ I’m thinking more of the backlash that we may get and how Nick and Sean will be.” James laughed softly as he replied, “they know how we feel you know, and Sean is ok with it ‘cos we’ve talked about it.” “You talked about ‘us’ to Sean before you knew what would happen? A little presumptuous isn’t it Bradfield?” smirked Rich wickedly. “I might have turned you down.” “Something told me that you wouldn’t.” “Maybe I should’ve put up more of a fight.” “What and deny yourself the pleasure of being kissed and made love to for even longer?” mused James as Richey’s soft lips kissed his neck sensuously. “Mmm, you want to know something?” asked Richey with a mischievous grin on his face. “What’s that then?” “I think we’ve talked enough for now don’t you?” Without waiting for a response, Richey’s eager mouth captured James’ in a deep sensual kiss and both wrapped their arms around one another. Tonight would not be a night for sleeping! <<< Janey's stories |