by Sam Elswit
I tapped my foot against the ground, anticipating the moment of truth. This was it… I couldn’t mess up. Taking a deep breath, I poured my heart into the mic.
Violet flowers climb this tower
Carving out a path in the cold, cold stone
Stone that has been my heart for too long
Years and years and years
Of static walls and frozen dreams
Until you melted it all away.
The song was soft and gentle, swaying the crowd into a lull. They moved in unison, creating a wave-like effect that rippled through the lawn.
I continued to sing, new emotions coming to the forefront, causing my voice to strain to new pitches I had never used before. The raw emotion seemed to elicit an even stronger response from the crowd, nearly causing them to rush us. I felt like I was in the eye of the storm, calm in my own feelings for Ben but surrounded by turbulence.
All too soon, the song came to an end. I closed my eyes, letting the note die on my lips.
For a few seconds, we were met by silence.
I started to fear that we were going to get pulled off the stage but then, all of a sudden, the crowd erupted into applause.
Ben smiled wildly before rushing over to my side.
We fell into each other’s arms as the crowd continued to go crazy for my song. “We did it, baby…” He whispered, holding me close.
“We did it…” I repeated, amazed that we had gotten here despite all the hardships we had faced. Our eyes locked before we shared a sweet, emotion-filled kiss.
Farmers’ Market! Farmers’ Market! Farmers’ Market!
Our kiss continued as the crowd began to chant for an encore.
Ben and I grinned at each other, knowing we couldn’t possibly disappoint our adoring fans. With a strum of Ben’s guitar, the crowd went nuts, ready for more – much more.
***
By the time we were finally pulled off the stage, it was nearly one in the morning. I was giddy with the success of it. Never in a million years did I expect to be met with such a positive result.
“That was amazing!” Ben shouted as we walked back to the car. He was looking up at the stars, his arms outstretched like he was about to take off into the night sky.
“We rocked!” Emily high-fived her brother.
“Hell yeah we did.” He stopped in the middle of the parking lot and turned in my direction. “All thanks to you.” He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close, just about to kiss me when Emily cleared her throat.
“Ahem. I’m still right here.”
“You act like I’ve never been in the same room as you when you were making out with a guy.”
“Uh, no, you haven’t… I’m very… discrete.”
“Discrete she says…” He scoffed, ignoring her as he kissed me. His lips smashed into mine, taking my breath away with the sheer force of it.
“Well… I’m going home then…” Emily said before walking away, joining William by his car.
I smiled into the kiss when I heard them drive away. Ah, finally some alone time with Ben.
Giving into the hormones surging inside of me, I pushed him against my car. Even though Ben was my first boyfriend, there was just something about him that made me so… carnal. A side of me I never knew existed emerged whenever I was with him, making me want to sink my teeth into him, to run my nails along his back, to make him mine.
I couldn’t explain it, all I could do was follow the feeling.
Ben gasped when I squeezed him through his pants. He jumped onto his tiptoes, our lips colliding once more.
We were both hungry for each other, our lips moving in a frenzied manner as our tongues fought each other.
Desperate for his love, I tore at his shirt. Once it was off, I tossed it aside. It landed on the antenna of my car but at this point, I didn’t care if we made love here or on Mars, all I cared about was having him.
I opened the car door and pushed him inside.
“Phil…” He whispered but it was all he managed to say before our lips once again gravitated together. It was like I was addicted to his taste, hungry for more and more.
He started to moan, his back arching slightly.
I took my chance to slip my arms under his body, grabbing him by the ass. His cheeks were firm and wonderful in my hands. Grinning, I kneaded him through his jeans until I grew frustrated by the cumbersome – and restrictive – material.
It was hard to maneuver in the back of my car but somehow, I managed to yank them off his body, tossing them onto the driver’s seat. “Let’s see the main event…” I teased, tugging on the waistband of his briefs. As I did so, I took a moment to admire his body. Nearly every inch was lean and sexy. His perfect skin was stretched taut over his muscles, making him look like a perfect marble statue.
Slowly, my lips trailed down his chest, enjoying the smoothness of his body.
I took my time, allowing my lips to linger on his midsection. His abs were subtle, but that was exactly the way I liked it. The over buff dudes I saw at the gym had always been a turn off for me. But, Ben, he was perfect.
Once I reached his belly button, I finished taking off his briefs.
My skin crawled with excitement, knowing that anyone could walk by my car and figure out what we were doing. But, that was half the fun of it.
I took him into my hand and slowly started to stroke him up and down before I took his tip between my fingers, rolling it back and forth until he was bucking his hips into the air.
“Do you like that?” I whispered, my tone low and sexy.
With my free hand, I grabbed his nipple, pinching it slightly until he cried out. Those soft lips of his stuck in the shape of a perfect little ‘o’ made my whole-body shudder with desire.
Soon, Ben was moaning my name, practically begging for it.
I chuckled, tightening my grip on his member, letting my hand move up and down his shaft in a natural rhythm. When I felt that he was rock hard and throbbing, I let him go, eliciting a pitiful whimper from his lips.
Not wanting to torment him any further, I shimmied between his legs, resting my hands on his thighs. I sunk my fingers into his flesh, spreading him apart before I leaned down, wrapping my lips around his head.
Of course, I had no experience with this, but I had seen plenty of porn to at least have a working idea of what I was supposed to be doing.
I started by sucking his tip, letting my tongue roam all around it, savoring the taste. When he started to grind his hips into my mouth, I lowered my head down further, taking a few more inches.
Ben was thicker than I was, filling my mouth until my lips were stretched around his shaft like a vacuum.
He grabbed me by the hair, his fingers tangling into my locks before he started to guide my head up and down.
As he did so, my tongue glided along his underside, doing everything it could to make him feel good.
He groaned in pleasure, slinging his legs over my shoulders, his ankles locking behind my neck, trapping me in place.
With his hand on the back of my head, I forced myself deeper onto his cock until I felt him ram into the back of my throat, causing me to gag. I tried to pull away, but he held me in place. Tears welled up in the corner of my eyes as I grew light headed.
Desperate for air, my nails dug into his thighs, clawing for release.
Finally, he let me go and I slid off his cock, lines of drool hanging from my mouth as I sucked in much-needed air.
His cock throbbed in front of my face, almost like it was calling out to me. Unable to resist, I wrapped my lips around it once more, this time going a little faster and harder, getting the hang of it.
Soon, he was holding my face, thrusting his hips into my mouth.
“Fuck! Phil! That feels so good…” He cried out, his moans growing louder and louder.
I was sure that anyone walking through the parking lot would be able to hear us. But, I didn’t care. I was on a mission to make him cum and I wasn’t goi
ng to stop until his hot sticky seed ran down my throat.
Ben, however, seemed to have different intentions.
Slowly, he pulled me off his throbbing cock, a wild grin on his face. “You’re good… makes me wonder if you’re lying about the whole virgin thing.”
“I swear.” I chuckled, flashing him an innocent smile. “I just spent plenty of lonely nights with my computer.”
“Ah.” He leaned forward, his fingers under my chin, tilting my head upwards so we were looking at each other. “Maybe, sometime, we can watch it together.”
The thought turned me on beyond measure. I could already picture it. The two of us would be on the couch looking up at the big screen, cocks in hand. Once things got really spicy we’d look at each other and there was no telling where things would go from there. Maybe we’d stay on the couch, riding each other until the sun came up, or we’d take it doggy style on the rug, or bent over the coffee table. The possibilities were endless.
As I fantasized, Ben took control, turning the tables so I was suddenly laying under him.
The weight of his body felt good on my chest, his thighs squeezing my waist. My cock throbbed in the inside of my pants.
“You must be dying for release…” He whispered, running his fingers along my chest, slowly outlining my nipples before he took one between his fingers. He rolled it back and forth, sending a current of pleasure running through my body. In response, my cock seemed to grow even harder, the bulge in my pants becoming increasingly uncomfortable by the minute. “I bet you want me to free your cock so I can play with it, don’t you?”
I nodded. In our previous couplings, Ben usually remained submissive, letting me do whatever I wanted, but suddenly, he was taking control and I liked it. I liked it a lot.
He chuckled, unbuttoning my shirt at an agonizing pace that nearly drove me insane. I just wanted him to rip the clothes off my body and screw me already but instead, he took his time, playing me like his guitar. It was like he knew exactly how to wind me up, fueling the fire inside my belly until it was a full force inferno.
Just when I thought I would explode with sexual frustration, he unbuttoned my pants and yanked them off my body in one fluid motion. My boxers followed shortly after, hooking on the rearview mirror like a trophy of sorts.
Ben didn’t miss a beat as he flipped me over, his hands on my hips, hoisting my ass into the air.
A second later, the tip of his cock was pressed against my entrance. I bit my lip, tensing up slightly.
“Shh, it’s okay baby. Just relax.” Ben’s hands ran up and down my back, easing me into the moment as he pressed his cock further inside of me, teasing me for a moment. “Do you want it?” He asked with his lips on my neck, nibbling my skin ever so gently.
“So bad.” I moaned.
He nodded, reaching over to the glove compartment, pulling out a condom, rolling it onto his stiff member. The lubricated glove made it a thousand times easier for him to slip inside of me. I was still tight but at least it was a smooth ride.
I moaned loudly once he was seated fully inside of me, his balls nestled against my own.
He was still for a moment, letting me adjust to the position – to the fullness – of his cock.
My fingers tightened around the cushion, my whole body shaking with pure excitement and bliss.
And then, Ben started to rock my world. He thrust his hips in a steady rhythm, quickly picking up the pace until the whole car was rocking with his efforts.
I moaned at the top of my lungs, the pleasure coursing through my body making it hard to think straight. The only thing I could focus on was his cock plunging in and out of me.
The sound of our balls slapping together echoed through the car, only adding to my excitement.
I arched my back, my toes curling. Already, I was getting close. So close.
Ben was slow and steady, taking his time to make the moment last.
“Ben…” I growled under my breath, biting down on my lips as I felt my balls tighten. I couldn’t hold out much longer. “I’m going to cum.”
Ben didn’t slow down. He just continued to thrust into me, harder and harder, his fingers tangling in my hair, pulling it back, making my back arch even further.
I screamed, my orgasm ripping through me, leaving me winded as rope after rope of cum came shooting out of my cock.
Just before I could collapse, I felt Ben tense up, his own cock spasming inside my asshole. A second later, he landed on top of me, breathing heavy.
We laid there for a moment, coming down from our sexual highs.
All around us, the windows were fogged up, our clothes were strewn all over the place.
Never before did I think I would be having car sex but here I was, naked and tangled up with a guy that had completely changed my life in such a small amount of time.
“God, today was awesome.” Ben sighed, kissing the back of my neck. “I feel like I’m floating in a dream and I never want to wake up.”
I smiled, turning around so we could face each other. “You’re not dreaming, baby, this is sweet, sweet reality.”
Chapter 19
Ben
After performing at Speak Easy, things kept getting better. We started performing more and more gigs. People were starting to follow us on our social media platforms. At some point, Emily ordered band tees and I had actually seen a few people wearing them around town.
It seemed Farmers’ Market was finally getting off the ground. It may have taken a couple of months, but after all our hard work and dedication, it was finally amounting to something.
“Hey, do you want to grab some ice cream?” Phil asked, looking over at me. We had spent the last hour just chilling in my living room. We had gotten to the point in our relationship where we no longer needed to fill every little bit of silence with senseless chatter. We were just comfortable with spending time with each other.
“Ice cream? That’s kind of random. You’ve been spending too much time with Emily, haven’t you?”
“I heard my name used in the same sentence as ice cream. Y’all better be taking me to the parlor.” Emily appeared out of nowhere, her hair dyed a different color – well, half of it, anyway.
“What the hell happened to you? Did a Smurf throw up on you or something?”
She crossed her arms over her chest, obviously unamused by my comment.
Phil snickered.
“I’ll have you both choking on my drum sticks in a minute.”
Phil and I looked at each other, sharing an inside joke before we both cracked up laughing.
“What?”
“Nothing. But, seriously, what happened to your hair?”
“I’m trying out a new style. It looks cool, I don’t know what you two dorks are talking about.”
“Emily…” I took her by the shoulders. “Half your hair is blue. That’s not cool. It’s only cool if you’re a badass female villain in a Marvel movie.”
“Or… is it DC?” Phil interjected.
“Maybe I am.”
“Don’t kid yourself.” I let her go. “But, yeah, Phil wants some ice cream, I guess you can tag along, although, weren’t you supposed to be hanging out with Will today?”
“Shoot. You’re right.” She looked at her phone and suddenly bounded up the stairs. If I had to guess, he was expected at any moment and she still had to take a shower.
“Lucky us, we get to have some alone time for once.”
Phil smiled, taking my hand in his. “Do you mind if we walk? It’s a beautiful day outside.”
“Of course not.” Together, we started down the sidewalk.
Overhead, the sun was bright and the skies completely clear. The temperature was perfect. Warm, but with a slight breeze.
“Ah, this is perfect,” I commented, squeezing his hand.
“It is, isn’t it?” He glanced over at me. “Sometimes, I feel like I’m just waiting for the Grand Piano to fall on our heads.”
“What do you mean?” I
asked, tilting my head.
“Well, you know what they say. Nothing good lasts forever… I’m scared that something is going to happen to shatter this perfect little world we have found ourselves in.”
“Nothing’s going to happen. I won’t let it happen.” I said, my voice full of determination.
After Andy’s last attempt to hamper our success, I had vowed to never let him get to me again. I didn’t care what happened, all that mattered was believing in the band. If I did that, there was nothing we couldn’t do. The sky was the limit.