CHAPTER FORTY EIGHT I sat up straight from my bed, my breathing was erratic and my body was drenched in sweat. I shut my eyes tightly trying to will the images out of my head. It had to be the fourth vivid dream about Nick tonight and I didn’t think I could handle much more. Just breathe. I tried to ignore the throbbing in my boxers and decided it was late enough to go take a shower. Sleeping in would be fun on any other day but now it just seems to bring more torture. An ice cold shower was in need. I made my way to the bathroom. Cold water down my back just seemed to relieve all the tension. I took a deep breath. I could so get through this day. I had to. Turning off the tap I grabbed a towel and dried myself off. Wrapping it around my waist, I made my way out to the bedroom. “BRIAN!” I heard through the door. I shook my head and felt the water go everywhere. “Yeah?” I asked opening the door. “Bri, we’re late. We’ve got a meeting downstairs in the conference room,” AJ panted out of breath. “What?” “Yeah, I don’t know, random…but I just found out about it now, management is there and everything.” “Shit,” I cursed running to my bag that I failed to unpack. “Oh, and uh…Nick says ‘don’t forget to wear a long shirt’, whatever that means,” AJ shrugged leaning on the doorframe. I blushed, and took out one of my basketball shirts that practically went down to my knees. This’ll do. I slipped on my sweat pants and grabbed a baseball cap. Lounging time. AJ waited for me at the door and luckily, my semi-hard on was completely covered. As we got closer and closer to the conference room, I felt myself getting more and more nervous. I mean, how could I face him after what he’s having me do? I’ll either cum at the sight of him or be too embarrassed that he’s affecting me so much. It’s a lose/lose situation. The anticipation was getting too much and I adjusted my pants. I could do this. AJ pushed the door open and we entered the room. There were two seats left and AJ took the farthest one, assuming I wanted to sit across from Nick. “Sorry about being late, I had no idea…” “It’s okay Brian,” Howie reassured me. I smiled at him and turned my attention to Nick. My heart caught in my throat at the sight of him. I closed my eyes and kept my breathing labored. He did this on purpose. I knew it. He knew how hard it’d be to look at him all through the meeting. He looked like pure sex. His hair was gelled and messy, his black tight shirt hugged all the right places. I tried to look away put I couldn’t. He was gorgeous. I felt my control slip slightly, getting hard at the sight of him. Damn. “Brian?” “Hmm?” “They uh-asked you a question,” “S-sorry, could you repeat the question?” I asked blushing. “We need to get into the studio sometime this week, what’s good for you?” “Anything,” I mumbled not taking my eyes off Nick. “Okay then,” I gritted my teeth and tried to calm myself down. Harold. Think about Harold. Thinking of my brother in this type of situation should help some. Nick picked up a pen and brought it up to his mouth, my eyes watching every move. Fuck not working!! I watched with my jaw hanging slightly as he rolled it around his tongue. He closed his eyes and got into it. I was trying desperately not to react, not to give in. But he was treating the pencil like it was a part of the male anatomy and I wanted it so badly to be me. Just look away. Just look the fuck away. I forced my eyes on Kevin. He seemed safe. I almost jumped at the contact. My head whipped back at Nick who was looking innocently at Kevin who had been talking. He was acting like nothing was happening, like he didn’t have his foot trailing up my pant leg. My breathing increased and my heart slammed against my chest. Holy shit. My eyes were wild darting around the table, but no one noticed what he was doing. His foot stopped at my knee and then started up my thigh. Shit. Shit. Shit! I can’t handle this, not after last night and what I have to go through today. He was teasing me, and I didn’t think I could take much more without giving in. “Brian?” I watched Nick’s lips move slowly. God, I just wanted to suck on them, those plush pink lips. Fuck. Not doing good things for my state. “Brian?” his lips moved again. It took me a while to realize he was calling my name. “Yeah?” my voice was thick. “Where are you today? They asked you a question,” “Sorry, I’m uh…” trying to think of an excuse while my erection is pressing painfully against my jeans. “I’m just not feeling well” I felt his leg inch closer and closer to my cock. Just breathe. I parted my lips so I could fucking breathe. “Okay then,” Nick replied, hiding his smile. Oh God, I’m going to kill you Carter. You just wait. The question was, could I? I could tell he was amused. He sat back, and let his long legs reach me. I broke out into a sweat. My heart was beating wildly against my chest and I couldn’t even see straight. He got my entire body to think of nothing but my release and I knew I couldn’t, he wouldn’t let me, which only made it worse. I couldn’t handle this. I couldn’t figure out if I was mad at him, or just desperate for relief. I think it was a bit of both. His foot grazed my cock and I felt my face flush and my stomach tighten. It felt so good it was embarrassing and I couldn’t sit here and let him tease me like this. It wasn’t fair. If he wanted me to hold out for the entire day, he couldn’t be doing this now. I glared at him, into his gorgeous ocean blue eyes. But I wasn’t about to give up, I was going to prove to him I could so handle this, that he didn’t affect me as much as he though he did. Even though, as you could tell, I couldn’t handle this and he really was affecting me as much as he thought he was. His foot rotated against my crotch and it was all I could do to stop the cry that tried to escape my throat. Holy fucking hell. This was not fair. I felt the heat rise through my entire body, along with a tingling sensation. Fuck, it felt so good. He smiled at me. That fuck smiled at me! I’d kill him if he wasn’t so far away, and his foot doing crazy things to me. I felt myself begin to shake. He was being so cruel. In front of all these people, it was such a risk, and it was all up to me not to blow it. Just when I thought I had a handle of it, he pressed his foot into me and curled his toes. “Oh God,” I gasped, shutting my eyes tightly. “What’s wrong?” Kevin asked immediately. If I wasn’t so turned on right now, I’d yell at him. “Nothing,” I whispered. “Shit, are you sure? You really don’t look well,” Kevin knotted his brow in concern. “I’m fine,” I glared at Nick who was trying not to laugh. “Are you sure baby? Do you need a foot rub?” Nick teased me leaning towards me and touching my arm lightly. I felt an electric shock through my arm and down my spin and I felt myself turn red. I heard everyone begin laughing and from a far someone spit their drink out and I knew it was AJ. I smiled at that. “I said I’m fine,” my voice laced with lust. “I’m just…” I couldn’t finish my sentence when Nick pressed his foot further into me and rotated it slightly. I ended my thought in a low growl. I couldn’t help myself. “Maybe you should go,” I heard Kevin’s voice when I closed my eyes. “Kevin, I said I was-” “Go back to your room,” Kevin ordered, and I wasn’t about to disobey it. This was my chance to get out of there and not be affected by Nick. To prove I could handle him. But it was obvious I couldn’t. And the further I stay away from Nick the better. I glanced at Nick one last time who put on the famous Carter pout. If that didn’t turn me on so much right now I’d laugh. But it was all I could do to not jump him right there. “Fine,” I responded. Nick ended our little encounter by curling his toes and rubbing me eagerly. With all my strength I pushed my chair away and felt the heat leave my body instantly when I lost contact with Nick. As I walked slowly out the door trying to keep the room from spinning, my crotch from throbbing and my heart from pounding erratically, I knew all I had to do was avoid Nick and I’d be okay. But I knew it wasn’t going to be that easy. CHAPTER FORTY NINE “What’s going on?” “What do you mean?” “I mean what’s going on with you and Nick?” “W-what?” “You heard what I said. I’m curious, something’s going on.” “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” “Shut up, what’s going on? What was that back there? At the meeting? There was definitely something going on,” “Whatever,” “Brian!” “AJ! Shut up!” “Ooooh, something is going on! I knew it,” “Okay! Just shut up!” I hissed. AJ smiled, “then tell me,” “AJ…” “Do you want me to yell? Because I sooo could, and loud,” I sighed, what was the use in fighting this man? I don’t think he’s ever not had his way. “AJ…I really don’t think you want to hear this,” “ Trust me,” His eyes went wide at the prospect of my telling him what was going on. I smiled, so I would tell him. And I’d give him all the details. “Well, to get back at me, or whatever you want to call it, Nick…sort of, well…he told me I couldn’t in any way get off until tonight.” I practically beamed at his shocked face, “W-what?” “Yeah, he told me I couldn’t in any way stimulate myself until tonight, and what’s even worse? He’s been teasing me all day, and I don’t think I can handle anymore.” “I so didn’t need to know that,” “Hey your fault,” “I was just curious…” “Yes, and prying into my private life. My very private life,” “I so didn’t need to hear that,” “Shut up, you deserved it!” His eyes lit up…uh oh… “We should have a sign, something to tell me it’s not what I want to know,” “What’s not what you want to know?” “You know…” AJ trailed off, embarrassed to say it. “Oh. I see. Any sexual insinuations…” “Yes, yes…that.” I smiled, “whatever AJ,” “It’ll be…my dog did a really cool trick today, okay?” “Ookay Jay, what ever you say,” “What are you guys talking about?” I heard an all too familiar voice ask. I felt my skin tingle just from the sound of his voice. “The last time my dog did uh, a cool trick,” AJ mumbled backing away suddenly uncomfortable. “What?” Nick asked, raising an eyebrow. “Nothing,” I laughed, watching AJ turn and run. He so didn’t want to be near us right now. Nick looked around us, to see if anyone was around us. Obviously, just my luck, there was no one in sight. He walked up to me slowly, and I backed away just as slowly. I tried to will my hands to stop shaking, and my cock to stop reacting to his stare. “I’m gonna go now…um, AJ and I were supposed to um…play pool…or something…we haven’t really…” I trailed off when he backed me up into a corner against a wall. “But we’ll be on in a couple of hours,” his hot breath against my neck made my knees weak. “Key word ‘hours’,” I whispered, so close I could practically feel him on my lips. “A good game of pool takes an hour or less, what are you going to do for the rest of the time?” He asked closing the space between us. “What did you have in mind?” My voice was now barely above a whisper. “This,” he mumbled, his lips grazing mine briefly before tracing my jaw line and dropping to my neck. “Nick,” I whispered, warmth spreading throughout my entire body. “Yeah baby,” he answered, his own voice husky. My breathing was labored and I tried desperately to get a grip, to control myself from his presence, but it was so hard. And part of me didn’t want to. “I need you,” I moaned when his leg slipped between mine. I closed my eyes as I tried to ignore the ache in my pants. “You’ll have me,” “Now, God Nick, now, please” I was begging. So much for my proving I could so go the day without him. I could feel my heart beating madly against my chest. I had an excuse. I was desperate. “Tonight,” he responded and then the heat from his body left me. When I opened my eyes he was already gone. “Shit,” I swore, kicking the wall. I hate this. He wouldn’t be able to handle it. Usually, when he gets hard he’s gotta get rid of it as quickly as possible. He can’t handle it. A smile crept over my lips. I’d get him back. Get him hard and then he’ll have to either suffer with me…or solve the problem. But I’d do it at a time where he can’t fix it. I’d do it at the concert. BACK NEXT |
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