by Sam Elswit
“More or less. Emily looks them over sometimes.”
“How come we haven’t rehearsed any of them?”
“Dunno. I guess I didn’t think they were any good.”
“Are you kidding me? They’re fantastic!”
“How about we try them then?” He suggested, plugging his guitar into the amp. “Maybe we can make some adjustments that will help bring our sounds together.”
“Sure.” I nodded eagerly, moving to the edge of the bed.
Ben sat down beside me, our knees rubbing together.
I took in a deep breath before I started to sing, feeling much more comfortable now that I wasn’t constrained by a microphone. The words spilled out of my soul like I had known the song forever.
Ben adjusted his pitch, slowing the tempo to match mine. He tapped his foot against the ground, his head bobbing like he was enjoying the music.
As I reached the chorus, I opened my eyes. They instantly locked with Ben’s. I felt mesmerized by his gorgeous smile and those kissable lips of his. Everything about him made me want to fall into his arms and never get up again.
Somehow, I managed to make it to the end of the song without fumbling over my words. When I was done, my heart was beating fast and there was a fire burning inside of me.
“Wow, that was fantastic. Let’s keep going.” Ben handed me another piece of sheet music. “Your voice is much different than Andy’s, but it has this rustic vibe to it that makes it really easy to feel what you’re feeling. I think if we play off that emotion, we can really go somewhere with it.”
“You think so?”
“I know so.” He grinned, his hand on his guitar. “I think you’re just what this band needed to stand out between all the other alternative groups out there.”
“I’m not that good.”
“Don’t be so modest.” He rested his hand on my shoulder, squeezing it slightly.
I shivered at his touch, wanting him to touch me in so many other places. Places that were much lower.
“But you know, maybe we should take a break. Do you want something to drink?”
“I’ll take a soda or something. Whatever you have.”
He nodded before leaving the room.
Alone, I fell back into his mattress, appreciating how soft it felt. My thoughts immediately wandered into naughty territory, wondering what it would feel like to make love to him right here. To have his hands wander all over mine as I nibble and suckle on his neck. Or, to have his cock rubbing against my thigh as we grind against one another, just enjoying each other’s embrace. A million and one of these fantasies flooded my mind, leaving me with an embarrassing boner that throbbed against the coarse material of my pants.
It was definitely the wrong day to wear skinny jeans.
Ben reappeared, holding a can of soda in each hand. I stood up, about to grab my drink when I noticed his gaze was directed exactly at my crotch.
Shoot… now he’d know I was thinking about him.
Chapter 13
Ben
When I came back to my room, I found Phil laying down on my bed, an erection throbbing in his pants. I stared at it, wondering what had caused it.
“What were you thinking about?”
“You…” Phil breathed, taking a step closer until we were standing face-to-face. Phil was slightly taller than me, causing me to look up into his handsome, clean-shaven face. “And all the things we could do on that bed…”
His forwardness took me by surprise. “Really?”
He grinned. “Why would I lie? I’m not the one hiding from my emotions. I already told you that I liked you, and I meant it.”
My heart raced at his words. I couldn’t believe he would just come out and say he liked me. “I… we…” I stumbled over my words, trying to figure out a way out of this situation. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to sleep with him, I just wasn’t sure if it was the right thing to do.
“We…?” Phil repeated, his fingers under my chin, tilting my head upwards so our lips could meet.
“We… should get back to rehearsal,” I whispered, sounding lame.
Phil’s expression faltered. He instantly let go of my face almost as if my words had electrocuted him. “Alright.” He finally relented, but his voice now sounded flat and monotonous.
He picked up the sheet music once again, only to have the piece of paper flutter from his fingers and onto the ground. We both bent down to pick it up. Doing so, our heads bumped together.
“Ow!” Phil yelled, falling to the ground.
Instantly, I was by his side, cradling his head in my lap, looking him over for injuries. Gently, I brushed his hair out of his face, looking into his eyes, finding myself lost in their depths. “Are you hurt…?” I finally asked, getting my bearings.
“I’m okay. But I do know something that could make me feel even better.” Before I could respond, he leaned forward and kissed me.
He caught me by surprise, causing me to lose balance. The next thing I knew, I was laying on top of my vocalist, our faces only inches apart. We just stared at each other for a moment, neither one of us quite sure what to do.
Suddenly, Phil chuckled. “You know, I always figured my first time would be awkward, but I had no idea it would be this awkward.”
I laughed along with him. “Trust me, it can get a lot worse.”
“Oh, so you’re open to the idea?” Phil asked, raising an eyebrow in question, a grin spreading across his face.
“Oh, you’re sneaky.” I playfully hit his shoulder before getting up.
“You never denied it.” He reminded, still looking smug that he had trapped me into saying I wanted to sleep with him.
“I didn’t. Doesn’t mean I agreed to it either. Like I said, I just got out of a bad breakup. I don’t know if I’m ready for something new right now.”
Phil’s lips parted as if he was about to say something when I heard thunderous footsteps stomping up the stairs. Emily sounded like a monster on route to plunder a village before she stopped at my door. A second later, she barged in.
The concept of knocking was apparently lost on her. Or the idea of privacy.
“Ooo la la, what do we have here? I didn’t think I’d be finding the two lovebirds in their nest.” She teased in her usual manner.
“Get out, Emily.” I was about to grab her by the elbow and throw her out, but she sauntered up to Phil’s side, wrapping herself around his arm.
“You know, you still have time to change your mind and be with me instead.”
“Get out, Emily. He’s not interested.” I grabbed her by the shirt, yanking her off my guest. Even though I knew she was just kidding around, a part of me was jealous. Even though I was fighting the urge to be with this man, deep down, I wanted nothing else.
“Hey! No need to get violent.” She held up her hands to prove her innocence. “You can’t blame a girl for trying, especially when the guy is as cute as Phil.”
“Get lost,” I growled, pushing her toward the door. “And, I thought I told you to make yourself scarce today.”
“Why? Are you two up to something naughty?” Her face lit up at the thought. “Some fun under the covers? Or maybe against the wall? On all fours? The possibilities are endless.”
Unable to take her teasing any further, I shoved her through the door and breathed a sigh of relief.
“Well, that was… interesting.” Phil commented. “She sure has a vivid imagination, doesn’t she?”
“Yeah… vivid.”
“Would you two bang already? I’m going to turn into an old lady just waiting for it!” She shouted through the door. “You both know you want it so just do it already.”
I slammed my hand against the door, rattling it.
Emily yelped on the other side. “Go away!” I screamed, just for effect, feeling completely humiliated by my sister’s outburst. Leave it to Emily to make things even more awkward.
“She has a point,” Phil said in the smallest of voices, refusing
to look me in the eye. Before I could say anything, he stepped forward, pushing me against the wall.
My back arched the second I was pressed against it. My hips jutted out to meet his as my cock came to life with excitement.
I moaned as Phil’s hand slithered into my pants, pulling out my cock. The slight draft in the room caressed my balls, causing them to tingle slightly.
Maybe I was being too uptight by fighting these feelings. It was obvious that I wanted him. Maybe I should just let it happen and deal with the repercussions later. With no one to convince me otherwise, I decided to let the night lead me in whatever direction it wanted.
Phil ran his fingers through my hair, bringing me closer as our lips collided together. His tongue tangled with mine, moving this way and that until it dominated my mouth.
I melted into the kiss, leaning against the wall for support.
Suddenly, Phil grabbed me by the thighs and hoisted me off the wall.
My legs locked around him, feeling like I never wanted to let him go. The kiss kept getting more and more passionate until I was out of breath. We broke away, panting for air.
Phil’s eyes were painted with pure desire as his hands ran up and down my body, finding the hem of my shirt. With an almost skilled air, he pulled it off. There was no way he was a virgin. He was simply too good at this. Like he knew exactly what he was doing.
Once my torso was exposed, he ran his fingernails along my skin, making me shiver. “Phil…” I whispered.
He didn’t bother to respond as he tilted his head down, leaving behind a trail of kisses along my collarbone.
I closed my eyes, savoring the feeling as a deep warmth spread through my whole body. Already, my cock was dying for release. There was no denying that I was deeply attracted to this man and that if I had let my instincts take control, I would have pounced on him the second I saw him.
I couldn’t dwell on the thought for very long as Phil started sucking on my skin, leaving behind a pronounced hickey.
I was about to comment on it when he lowered me onto the mattress. He did so with the utmost care, treating me like I was his prized possession. His expression softened as he looked down at me. “You’re perfect, you know that?”
I blushed in response, not used to being praised in this manner. It made me feel good.
Loved.
Phil stared at me a moment longer like he was committing my face to memory before he started to unbutton my pants. At this point, my heart was beating out of control.
He slipped off my boxers, tossing them to the side.
My cock sprung to action, rock-hard between my legs.
He grabbed it, stroking it up and down. “You want me, don’t you?”
I bit my lip, trying to figure out how I wanted to answer. The obvious response was yes, but it still felt like I was rushing into things if I gave into this wild desire. Still, deep down, I knew that I would never be truly satisfied until I had him. Or rather, until he had me.
Giving into my instincts, I rolled over, getting on all fours. “There’s some condoms in the nightstand.”
I expected Phil to take one out, roll it onto his member and go to town, but instead, he just reached forward, pressing his hands against my ass. He squeezed my cheeks gently, kneading them between his fingers before he leaned forward, kissing the base of my neck.
A shiver ran through my spine, especially when his lips left a trail down my back. He was taking his time with me, making this moment as memorable and enjoyable for me as it was for him.
All the while, his hands continued to roam my body, eventually cupping my balls. He rolled them between his fingers slowly until I was rocking into his hand, silently begging for more.
He pushed on my hip bones, lowering me slightly until I was rubbing against the bed, my tip growing sensitive from all the friction.
I groaned in sexual frustration, my need for this man building up with each passing second. He knew exactly how to wind me up in order to drive me absolutely insane.
“I’m going to make you feel so good… Have you howling my name…” His deep, sexy voice turned my mind to mush. He then leaned over, grabbing a condom from the drawer and rolling it onto his hard, thick member.
Andy would have plunged right into me. Phil, however, grabbed the lube and placed a few drops on his fingers before pressing them against my asshole.
I gasped, arching my back.
He was cold to the touch as he started with one finger that popped in and out of me, preparing me for what was to come. Soon enough, he added another, slowly moving them in and out in a regular rhythm. I was breathing heavily, my dick standing at attention between my legs.
Suddenly, he pulled out, wiping his fingers on my back.
“Are you ready for it?” He asked, his husky voice turning me on more than anything else.
I nodded, holding onto the sheets, my toes curling as I tensed up with anticipation.
Slowly, he leaned forward, the tip of his monstrous member pressing against my entrance. I bit my lip, feeling like his cock would be an impossible fit for my tight hole.
Still, Phil pushed against me, easing himself inside of me inch by inch. My ass clenched around him, already acting like a tight-fitting glove, making it hard for him to maneuver. He added a bit more lube, more for my benefit than his. I was thankful for that because usually, the first few strokes were a little painful before they started to feel good, real good.
Once Phil was fully inside of me, I felt like I was going to rip in half. Never before had I felt so full.
His fingers caressed my hair as his other hand ran along the edges of my body, teasing all my sensitive spots until I was withering with pure pleasure. I was already on cloud nine and he hadn’t even started to fuck me yet.
That soon changed as Phil started to thrust his hips against mine. He was slow at first, his movements shallow. Doing so allowed me to feel every last inch of him. His every vein. The thickness of his cock stretching my hole. The throbbing of his shaft against me as he picked up the pace, getting comfortable with our intimacy.
Using my hair as a handhold, he started to fuck me in earnest, putting so much effort into it that the bed started to rock.
I moaned his name, tilting my head back, my eyes rolling over.
Phil didn’t stop there, he picked up the pace, going faster and faster, his grunts and groans sounding in my ear, turning me on even more.
Each minute seemed to span into hours as he dominated my body, making me feel sexy and loved all at the same time.
Soon, however, it was too much for me to handle. I bit my lip, trying to keep myself from going over the edge, but everything felt way too good.
I exploded with ecstasy, feeling high and giddy as my cock spewed string after string of hot, sticky cum onto the bed sheets underneath me. A second later, Phil followed suit, collapsing on top of me, panting for breath.
We were tangled in each other’s embrace, our eyes locking as wild grins painted our faces. What had felt like an eternity had only been a couple of minutes. Phil’s lack of experience paired with my deep, carnal need to be with him made it hard for either one of us to last very long.
“That was fun…” I whispered, not quite sure what else to say.
“Just… fun?” Phil asked, sounding slightly offended.
“I didn’t mean it like that…” I responded quickly, hoping he didn’t take it the wrong way. “It was fantastic.”
He chuckled. “I know. I’ve never felt anything like it.” He pulled me close, kissing the top of my head. I pushed myself closer to him, feeling like I belonged in his arms, where I was safe and sound.
With a smile on my face, I settled my head on his shoulder, looking up at the ceiling as our fingers locked together. “It truly was amazing…”
“You’re going to make me blush.”
“Seriously. Thank you for making a move. If it was up to me, I probably would’ve convinced myself to stay away from you and regret it for the rest o
f my life.”
“I’m sure you would’ve given into your heart’s desire sooner or later.” Phil rubbed my arm, making me feel warm and wanted. My eyes closed for a moment as exhaustion washed over me.
Unable to keep them open any longer, I fell into a deep slumber.
***
In my dreams, I was surrounded by darkness. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t see a thing. Carefully, I got to my feet, edging forward until I ran into an invisible wall. I pressed my palms against the glass-like surface.