Page 19 of Bassist With Benefits
“No jumping!” Cam corrected the dog. She abruptly sat, her tail thumping like crazy.
Jeremy ruffled the fur on her neck. “What a good girl.”
“What are you guys doing here?” Alan asked, surprised to find Brandon and Cam sitting on the bus and not at the party in Brandon’s dressing room.
“We bailed,” Brandon explained. “I needed a shower, and I knew that by the time I dried my hair and got dressed, Felix would be shuffling us out of there.”
Cam ran his fingers through his spiky hair. “The advantage of short hair. Right, Alan?”
“Yep. I remember when my hair was long.” Alan’s skin crawled at the memory of his sweat-soaked hair clinging to him during a show. “I used to wash it three times after I got done playing. I swear I could still smell the sweat.”
Cam picked up a handful of Brandon’s long locks and brought it to his nose. “Your hair always smells delicious.”
“You sure?” Brandon waggled his eyebrows. “You could help me wash it again, if you think it’s still dirty.”
“Now you suggest it? In that tiny bathroom?” Cam pressed his lips together and gave a slight shake of his head. “We should have stayed in your dressing room.”
The bus door clunked open, bringing laughter and loud voices into the bus. Derek stepped inside with a small group in tow. Attached to his hand was a gorgeous blond wearing a Bulletproof T-shirt. “I brought some company for the ride to New Orleans. He winked in Alan and Jeremy’s direction. “You can thank me later.”
Behind Derek and his guest were two guys Alan recognized from the party before the show, also now wearing Bulletproof T-shirts. One of them was Eddie, and Alan’s cock perked up. Looks like he was getting that blowjob tonight after all.
Felix was at the end of the group, muttering to himself as he counted heads. “I see everyone’s here and on time for a change. I gotta say, job well done tonight, guys. Great show. Full of energy. Plenty of fan interaction.” He glanced at an imaginary watch on his wrist. “And everyone’s in bed by midnight. It’s a pleasure to see you all here and accounted for. I’m so tired of dragging you onto the bus kicking and screaming.” He let out a relaxed breath and glanced at the three guests sitting on the couch together, across from where Alan and Jeremy were sitting. “Enjoy yourselves. You’ve earned it. We’ll be on the road in about ten minutes. See you in New Orleans.”
Derek grabbed some brews from the fridge and passed them around. Jeremy clinked the neck of his bottle against Alan’s before taking a gulp. It was for no special reason, just an offhand acknowledgment of their friendship.
The blond hunk who was Derek’s guest for the evening stood and ran his hand over Derek’s shoulder. “Aren’t you going to show me your bunk? I’ve never been on a rock star’s tour bus before.”
Derek let out a short, skeptical laugh. “I doubt that, but let’s go.” He took the blond guy by the hand and disappeared down the length of the bus toward the sleeping area.
Eddie watched Cam pet Brandy. “I didn’t know you had a dog on the bus. Is she the mascot?”
Cam smiled lovingly at his dog as he sat in the captain’s chair, holding onto Brandy’s collar and scratching her neck. “I guess you could say that.”
Eddie moved from the opposite couch to sit next to Alan. “I was hoping you’d come back to the party after the show. I had to beg my brother-in-law to let me backstage again. When you weren’t there, I was so disappointed.” He scooted closer to Alan, so now their thighs were touching. “We didn’t really get to finish our conversation before.”
The hand on Alan’s thigh made his cock twitch. He gulped down his beer and stuck it in the cup holder on the end of the couch, past Eddie. The other guy Derek brought on the bus crossed and sat next to Jeremy, so now the four of them were sitting on the same couch. Things were definitely back to normal.
Eddie’s lips were on Alan in an instant. A probing tongue wrangled inside his mouth. Hands were under his shirt caressing his nipples. He could hear Jeremy and the other guy breathing heavily right next to them. There was probably only a foot of space between Alan’s back and Jeremy’s. He tried to peer at his friend, but Eddie held his face firmly in place so their lips wouldn’t separate. He did get a glimpse of Brandon, Cam, and the dog retreating to the back of the bus, though, leaving the four of them alone in the living area. The windows fogged under their heated breaths, and they hadn’t even left the parking lot yet.
While Eddie slid to his knees and unbuckled Alan’s pants, Alan watched Jeremy and the other guy. The close proximity, which never had any effect on Alan before, now felt taboo, and he slid several inches down the couch to put distance between himself and Jeremy. He should have just moved to the other side of the couch, but he didn’t.
Alan tilted his head back and closed his eyes while Eddie sucked his cock. Instead of concentrating on getting sucked off, the only thing he could think of was Jeremy sitting a few feet away, also getting a blowjob. Their breaths were in tandem, growing heavier with each respiration. He fought the urge to open his eyes, look over at Jeremy and watch the pleasure in his friend’s face. His resistance made his heart race and his breaths heavy, which Eddie mistook for pleasure from the blowjob, and he worked his mouth more vigorously.
Alan imagined that Jeremy was experiencing the same sensations. He pictured the same tug on Jeremy’s sac. They both grunted at the same time, and the simultaneous sounds of pleasure jumpstarted Alan’s orgasm. The tingle ran through his groin and down his legs, making them shake.
Alan listened to Jeremy’s breaths grow deeper, and opened his eyes into thin slits, just enough to let the light in. He turned them toward Jeremy without moving his head. Watching through his clam-shelled lids, spying through a keyhole of lashes, peeking while his friend wasn’t looking, made him feel like a bad boy.
Jeremy’s mouth opened slightly and his brow wrinkled. Jeremy was coming at the same time as Alan. They were sharing an orgasm, together but separately. Alan moaned, then quickly squeezed his eyes shut before he was caught watching. He jerked violently, emptying his load, and imagined Jeremy doing the same thing.
Alan kept his eyes closed, embarrassed that he’d been spying on Jeremy and feeling guilty about thinking about the way they just came at the same time, but he didn’t regret it. Not. One. Bit.
“I gotta go,” Eddie said. “I’m only here on vacation. I’m from Colorado. Maybe we can hook up again when you head back that way.”
Surprised, and a little relieved that Eddie wanted to leave so quickly, Alan nodded. “Maybe.” His eyes immediately went to Jeremy, who was zipping up his jeans.
“You might as well go, too,” Jeremy said to the guy who was still kneeling between his legs. “Thanks, but I’m done.”
The guy looked disappointed and glanced up at Alan. “I had thought we’d switch off.”
