CHAPTER FIFTY TWO This had to be the hardest concert to ever pull off in the history of BackStreet. We’ve had broken legs, heart problems, bad health, bad days. But by far, this had to have topped them all. I could barely stand on my feet by the end of it, and I knew Nick was having the same dilemma. All throughout the night, we’d been teasing each other. Yes, teasing each other. Even after that ordeal before going back on. I couldn’t breathe by the end of the night. I was so hard I couldn’t see straight and almost fell off the stage. On any other night, I’d be slightly embarrassed, but I just couldn’t think about that. All that was on my mind was Nick. And he was already reeking having on my brain. Once the lights were out we dashed backstage and down into the garage area where our buses were waiting. Now I had to endure a hard on for 2 hours while we moved into the next city. And frankly, I couldn’t tell you where the hell we going or where the hell we were. All I knew was that I needed Nick. And I needed him now. AJ ran beside me as we made out way to safety, he glanced at me only briefly before running up to Kevin, “Kev can I talk to you when we get in the bus?” I blinked. Was he- “What? We aren’t on the same bus,” “I know, so please, just come onto mine. Nick can go stay with Brian,” Kevin glanced at AJ for a second before nodding, “fine.” “Could you get Howie too?” “Yeah Aje, whatever.” Kevin picked up his pace and ran into the bus. AJ looked back at me, I praised God I had him, ‘I love you.’ AJ laughed and winked at me. ‘I love you too,’ he mouthed back playfully. I watched Howie and then AJ disappear into their bus and then I turned to see Nick round then corner. I waited for him to catch up to me before I grabbed him by the arm and guided him to the bus. “Brian what-” “Shut up Nick,” I responded, pulling him up onto the bus. I pushed him in, and told the bus driver to go. “Brian what-” “Nick, follow me to the back,” I replied as calmly as I could, bringing him to the back of the bus where the bunk beds were. Playtime was over. Still completely confused he followed me. Once we got there, I grabbed him by the shirt and threw him on the bed. “All day baby, all day I’ve been in hell, wanting to touch you, wanting to touch myself, anything,” I whispered seductively in his ear as I climbed onto the bed making sure to stay clear from him. He groaned and reached out for me. I grabbed his arms and pinned them above his head, pressing them against the pillow. “But I couldn’t. You wouldn’t let me,” “God Brian, I’m so sorry, but please, I need you…” he moaned shutting his eyes and trying to set his arms free. “I need you too baby,” I replied before lowering my head to his neck, my favorite spot. “Shit,” he groaned, stretching his neck to give me better access. “Damn Bri,” he whispered. I let go of his arms and lifted his shirt over his head. I lightly ran my fingers down his chest and stomach, teasingly, almost not there. A strangled whimper, “God Brian. Shit, don’t do that,” “Don’t do what Nicky?” I purred against his ear before licking a trail down his chest. I knew how much his stomach drove him wild. My hands were busy getting rid of his pants, as my lips worked on his nipples. I threw the sweats to the ground once I got them off of him along with his boxers. “Brian,” he gasped arching his back off the bed as I began to nibble around his navel area, licking sucking until he was crying out. His fingers laced into my locks. I lifted my head and glanced at him briefly. My heart sped up at the sight of him. His eyes shut tightly, a sheen layer of sweat covered his body, his golden hair was messy, his lips begging to be sucked, his tattoos to be licked, his body…my God. I felt myself get harder and bit my lip when I felt my control slip slightly. He was fucking gorgeous, just dripping sex. And I didn’t know how long I could go on teasing him before I couldn’t handle it. My hands traveled down his inner thighs, my lips still sucking his lower abdominal. “Oh my God Brian!” He cried out, fisting his hands in my hair, urgently pulling my closer. I crawled up his body to his ear, “shhh, you have to be quiet. John can’t know what’s happening, unless you wanna call him in on a threesome.” I trailed my tongue along the outside of his ear, feeling him shudder beneath me. “Shit, I forgot,” Nick swore softly. I continued my assault to his navel area, moving lower, but just to the point to drive him wild. He lifted his hips instinctively trying to get closer to me. It felt so good to be able to make him react this way. I felt myself get even harder, I couldn’t handle my own teasing any longer. “God, I can’t wait any longer,” I whispered before climbing on top of him. He didn’t waist a second, but grabbed my ass and pressed me closer to him as my lips claimed his. “Oh shit that feels good,” he cried. I shook my head, “shhh,” I rotated my hips against him, seeing him bite his lip and whimper made me even harder. “God Nick, I can’t handle this anymore. I need you so bad.” “Me to Bri, me too.” His voice was so thick. I groaned. Leaving his lips only for an instance, I lifted my own shirt over my head and threw it to the ground. He grabbed me eagerly and pressed our naked chest together. My head was spinning. I moved to take off his pants but he was already doing that for me, so I undid my own. Our clothes became a forgotten pile on the floor as I leaned back down against him. The minute our heated bodies touched I let out a strangled cry. “Oh my God Nick,” “Shhh Brian, be quiet,” he whispered hoarsely. I grabbed his hard cock and tightened my grip, smiling when he let out a cry similar to mine, “Shhh Nick.” I teased back. “I need you Brian, so bad…I want you…I want to-” “Shhh,” I hushed him knowing exactly what he wanted. He flipped us over. “Do you want me to Brian?” He whispered against my ear, the heat causing my body to shudder. Just like that our rolls reversed. “So badly it hurts Nick,” I answered arching up into him and hearing him groan in return. “Are you ready?” He whispered. My eyes shot open. For some reason those words made my entire body tighten in fear. But I looked into his beautiful crystal blue eyes, which were now glazed over in lust. I nodded my head nervously. This was it. Our first time. It was supposed to be soft, slow and passionate. But we were so desperate for each other’s touch, each other’s taste that it wasn’t going to be slow. I needed him so badly. I just needed to fuck the living daylights out of him, or him me. He closed his eyes and leaned into kiss me, my eyes fell shut when our lips touched. It was light, soft, sweet. My heart soared. We opened our eyes at the same time and just looked into each other’s eyes for the longest time, our foreheads still touching needing some sort of contact. “I have no idea how to do this,” Nick whispered. “I think we need…lube,” I whispered back shyly. “I don’t have any,” he whispered back kissing my neck. Heat washed over me, as I tried to reach across his body. “Here, use cream.” He glanced at me nervously holding the bottle in his hands. I smiled, reassuring him. “Go ahead,” I spoke softly. He smiled back. I loved this man. I felt a finger enter me. “Shit,” I swore. It wasn’t exactly painful, just desperately uncomfortable. I was distracted though, when his other hand began tracing patterns on against my chest, my breathing became heavy. He was so good with his hands. Knew exactly what to do. Where to touch. I wasn’t prepared for the second finger. It hurt. “You okay?” He asked. I nodded. “Are you sure?” “Yes,” I whispered, afraid if I spoke my voice would betray me. I knew it was necessary, he had to stretch me out, so it wouldn’t be as painful, but still. I couldn’t help feel fear creep into my thoughts when I felt a twinge of pain and wondered how much it would hurt when he actually entered me. I felt another finger enter, that hurt. I winced slightly, but I smiled at him when he looked back at me worriedly. “I’m okay,” I answered, my voice ruff. His eyes flashed and he sucked my neck, I arched my back, “Nick,” I moaned. It wasn’t so bad anymore. It wasn’t bad at all. Then his fingers left me. I sat up slightly, took the bottle from him and put some in hand. Our eyes locked as my fingers encircled his throbbing cock. I smiled devilishly and began to teasingly stroke him slowly, spreading the cream. “Brian, God. You’ve gotta stop,” he whispering closing his eyes, pushing himself into my hand. I let go of him and leaned back into the bed, smirking when he took in a shaky breath. “Are you ready?” He asked. “I love you so much,” I replied. “But are you ready,” he grinned playfully. I felt butterflies in my stomach. I heard it hurt like a mother, but I wanted nothing more. I nodded. “I wanna hear you say it,” I took a deep breath, calming my nerves, “Nick, I’ve wanted you for so long. And now I have you. I needed you so long, and now you need me too. I’ve loved you for so long, and now you love me too. Nick, I want to make love to you so badly, and now you do too. Please, Nick. Make love to me,” “Love?” He whispered. “Yes Nick, make love to me. I love you so much, you know that already,” He nodded, tears brimming his eyes, “I know. It just shocks me how much it affects me every time you say it,” My eyes watered too, I sat up and kissed him hard. Despite our desperate states, we still managed to take our time. He broke apart just as I began nibbling on his bottom lip. “Brian,” his voice cracked. “I need to…” he trailed off hoping I understood. I did. I always do. I nodded. He nodded, “so you should turn around,” “No Nick, I wanna watch you. We can do it like this,” I placed a pillow under my hips and spread my legs for him. He watched me a moment and bit his lip. “Bri, you look so hot like that, I don’t know how long I’m gonna last,” he warned me as he approached me. “Trust me, I know.” He placed his hands lightly on my hips. “I love you so much, you know that?” “Yes,” I whispered back. It was passionate. It was perfect. He smiled and hovered over me before touching his lips to mine. I felt him at my entrance. When he hesitated I whispered, “I love you so much Nick,” I felt his grip against my hips tighten. I didn’t expect the pain to be so fierce when he began to enter me. I shut my eyes tightly, trying to block out the pain and tensed every muscle in my body. I couldn’t breathe. Damn it hurt. He paused, letting me get used to him. But my body was so tense I don’t think it helped at all. I began to sweat. God, it hurt so bad. I felt like I was being ripped apart. “Brian, baby, relax.” He whispered soothingly, brushing my damp locks out of my face. Easy for him to say, the burning wouldn’t stop. I tried though, despite the pain coursing through my body and my body trying to stop the intrusion. His hands ran up my body slowly to my shoulders. He began messaging my shoulders. I closed my eyes and managed to calm down slightly. I smiled softly opening my eyes again, telling him to continue. And telling him thank you. He knew exactly what to do to get my mind off of the pain. It wasn’t as bad as he pushed slowly into me. It still was practically unbearable, though and I didn’t understand how people could say it was pleasurable. But I wanted to please Nick. So I kept going. Once he was completely inside me, he stopped and waited. I tried to will my body to relax. I breathed deeply feeling the pain subside somewhat. When I opened my eyes I saw his hand wrap around my cock. My head was spinning. The pain was almost unbearable, but then there was that slight tugging of pleasure, burning my stomach with need. The conflicting sensations were overwhelming. The pain was still intense, but I managed to focus my attention to his hand and what he was doing to me. I wanted to do this for him. “Does that feel better?” He asked, his voice trembling, his breath ragged. At that moment, I could feel his body tense and shaking. He was trying to control himself. He was waiting for me. My heart swelled at the way he handled me, himself. He was torturing himself to make sure I wasn’t in pain. “Yeah,” I answered hoarsely. “Are you sure? I could pull out-” He stopped mid-sentence when I clenched my muscles around him. “Oh shit,” he whispered, dropping his head into the crook of my neck. “Brian,” he moaned. “Move,” I answered. His lips claimed mine as he pulled himself out almost completely and pushed back in slowly. I winced in pain, but held him tighter not showing how it still hurt. He stroked me in time with his thrusts, and it didn’t take long before I was moaning for more. I didn’t know when the pleasure overlapped the pain, but my whole body was on fire. I needed him. I had him. “Brian,” he whispered. I wanted him deeper. I lifted my legs and linked them behind his back pushing him deeper. He groaned in my ear and I felt my entire body heat with electricity. All of a sudden I couldn’t catch my breath. Whatever he did felt incredible. “Nick,” I croaked, “deeper. God, deeper, please.” “Fuck yes,” he moaned, thrusting into me harder, hitting the exact same spot as before. His lips crushed down on mine knowing he hit my prostate, making sure I didn’t scream. He muffled my cry and bit and sucked my bottom lip. I pressed my head into the pillow and arched my body to meet his. “Un, shit Bri,” his voice was deep and scratchy. “So good,” “Faster Nick,” I groaned. My head was spinning, my breath was ragged gasping for air, my body was on fire, my heart beat madly against my chest. The pleasure was so good it almost hurt. With the two conflicting sensations I didn’t know how long I’d last. “You’re so tight Bri…so fucking tight. You feel so good baby…” he moaned into my ear, nibbling it, sending shivers throughout my entire body. “My God Nick…you feel…so…fucking amazing,” I moaned back in between thrusts. My whole world was spinning, my vision was getting blurry. He gripped my cock tighter and began to stroke faster as he sped up his thrusting pace. Our lips met again, in a passionate, desperate kiss, unable to get enough of each other. Our bodies, sleek with sweat, created an amazing friction against each other. “I’m so close,” Nick whispered breathlessly tightening his hold around my body. “God, Brian, please…make me come.” “Nick-” my hoarse voice cracked as he hit my prostate once more. “Nick shit, I’m close too. Come with me baby,” I whispered, the heat of my breath causing him to shiver. I nibbled his ear and tightened my muscles. I felt him begin to shake. “God yes, Brian,” he moaned as he thrusted harder and faster. “Brian, I love you so…much, oh shit. Bri, I’m…I need…please-” I grabbed his ass and pressed him in to me so hard, feeling him hit my prostate. “Holy shit, Nick.” He groaned in return and repeated the action just as hard. So good. So fucking good. He lightly traced his lips over my face, the roughness and gentleness being too much for me to handle. “Nick, I’m-” His lips claimed mine one final time before I felt my orgasm hit fiercely, along with a moan and desperate thrust from him. I felt him shaking. He thrust into me, coming seconds later. We lay there a moment, trying desperately to catch our breaths. After a moment, I opened my eyes lazily and watched in awe at his gorgeous face still facing me. His eyes still closed, his mouth hung open slightly trying to regulate his own breathing, I loved him so much. I waited for him to open his eyes before I whispered, “I love you so much. Sometimes too much,” His eyes searched mine as I continued, “Nick I-” I smiled, “I just want you to know how much you mean to me.” A moment later, his lips turned into the most gorgeous smile I’d ever seen. “I love you too.” His lips brushed against mine. So light and sweet as I felt him pull out of me. I couldn’t help the lost feeling that overcame me. He fell beside me and my hands reached out to hold him. He tightened his own grip around my waist and pulled me closer. My head leaning against his chest, feeling his heart rate slow down, laying there in his arms. It was one of the most amazing moments I’d ever experienced. I glanced at my watch briefly realizing we had only a couple of hours before we hit the next city. BACK NEXT |
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