Page 31 of Bassist With Benefits
“Because I… I never noticed how fucking hot you were before.”
A cocky smile spread across Jeremy’s face, making him even more gorgeous. “You think I’m hot?”
Alan gave Jeremy a once-over. “Fucking smokin’, baby.” His pulse hammered in his throat when Jeremy took him by the wrist, pulled him to his feet, and they headed toward the back bedroom. They’d taken this walk to the back of the bus a million times, but never alone together. This was really happening. A part of Alan still couldn’t believe it. The other part made him race down the corridor.
Alan started stripping off his clothes while Jeremy was still putting the sock on the outside of the doorknob, so the guys would know the room was taken. He stood before his best friend, wearing nothing but a smug smile, the intention clear in his upright cock.
Jeremy turned away from the locked door and stopped. His jaw fell open as his eyes washed over Alan’s naked body and his face took on a mask of disbelief. When he met Alan’s gaze, his eyes turned hungry, and he eliminated the space between them in two strides. He took hold of Alan’s face and kissed him. His breath was deep against Alan’s cheek and the hard denim of his jeans scraped against Alan’s bare cock.
Jeremy pulled back and looked Alan up and down again. His hands slid down Alan’s shoulders and rested on the curve of both biceps. Jeremy sighed. “My God. Your arms. Your chest.” He ran one hand across Alan’s pecs, and then pressed his lips to the left side, just above the nipple. His lips remained there for a second, before a hot tongue dipped out and bathed Alan’s flesh with a lick.
“Oh, God.” The words came out by way of a deep sigh. Nothing ever felt so right, so fucking hot, as Jeremy’s lips caressing Alan’s chest. He wanted those lips everywhere. First, he wanted Jeremy naked. “Take off your clothes.”
Jeremy gave Alan a look that indicated the guy had just turned to butter. “I… I can’t believe you’re saying those words to me. I’ve waited so long to hear them. Fantasized about them so many times.”
Alan stared back at his friend with a slight curl to his lips. “And yet you’re still fully clothed. Do you want me to undress you?”
The emotion on Jeremy’s face doubled. His forehead wrinkled, and the corners of his mouth drooped slightly. There was so much longing in those beautiful honey-colored eyes that it almost scared Alan. But the second those full, wet lips fell on Alan’s, all he could think about was the throbbing ache between his legs. He tugged open the button on Jeremy’s jeans, and when he slid down the zipper, an engorged cock fell into his hand. He looked down at it, a meaty mallet in his palm.
Jeremy let out a breath and jutted his chin toward the ceiling. “Fuck,” he hissed. “One touch and I’m ready to come.”
Alan rubbed his thumb over the slit, now bubbling with dewy pre-cum.
“Fuck. Stop teasing me, or I’m gonna come before we even get started.”
Typically, a warning would have proved Alan to do the exact opposite. He would have teased the hell out of Jeremy and made him blow his load quicker than a horny teenager, but in reality, the joke would have been on Alan, since then Jeremy’s play thing would need to recoup before he could play with it again. He settled on stealing another kiss before yanking Jeremy’s jeans down to the floor and helping him step out of them. Alan stood chest to chest with a man he’d known since they were boys, about to irrevocably change their relationship. This was so fucking surreal. Their eyes dropped to take in each other’s nakedness, each studying the other’s body with curiosity and lust.
Alan marveled at the indents that outlined each muscle in Jeremy’s chiseled torso. The trim waist met slender hips and muscular thighs. While Alan inspected Jeremy’s body, intent on taking in every curve of every muscle, Jeremy put those beautiful distracting lips on Alan’s shoulder.
“Let’s get in bed,” Jeremy whispered against Alan’s collarbone.
It should have been weird lying next to Jeremy, side by side, cupping the globe of Jeremy’s butt in his palm and mauling his best friend’s mouth, but it felt natural, familiar, even though it was new. When Jeremy’s lips hit Alan’s neck, excitement raced down his spine. He wanted those talented lips on his body, and he savored every delicate kiss and soft suckle, but he couldn’t keep his hands off of Jeremy’s ass. He squeezed the hard muscle, caressed the small dip of Jeremy’s lower back, only to run his hand back down to the crease between Jeremy’s butt cheeks. He was about to dip his finger into the warm gully when Jeremy pushed him back and flattened him on the bed.
Jeremy’s mouth was on Alan’s chest in an instant, licking its way lower. Succulent kisses dusted over Alan’s navel and onto the tip of his cock, causing an array of spots to dance behind his closed eyes. He was already high thinking about— “Oh God.” Jeremy had Alan’s cock in his mouth now, down to the base. Those skilled lips drew just the right amount of pressure. Jeremy’s hand worked in unison, tugging and cupping Alan’s balls with enough manipulation to generate a magnificent tingle, but soft enough not to cause any pain. It was as if Jeremy had mastered the perfect technique tailored to Alan’s needs. How could Jeremy possibly know exactly how to touch him? The long swipe of the tongue, followed by the stroke of a taut fist, had his body trembling. He tried to steady his willpower by thinking of something else, but the only thing behind his closed eyes was an image of Jeremy between his legs. He flipped open his lids, preferring to see the action first hand. A sexy-as-fuck mop of long dark hair covered Alan’s crotch. He moaned at the erotic display across his lower half and watched intently.
Jeremy moaned louder, possibly enjoying this even more than Alan, and then suddenly sat back on his knees. His cock bobbed between his legs from the quick movement, and Alan reached for it. Alan closed his fist around the thick appendage and gave it a small tug. The shaft pulsed in his palm and the dark pink crown offered a dollop of wetness.
Jeremy fell forward and plastered himself on top of Alan. “I want you inside me.”
“That’s exactly where I want to be.” Alan glanced at the roll of condoms on the bedside table, along with a pump-action jug of lubricating jelly. They were ready for anything.
Jeremy dressed Alan’s cock in latex with a slow roll of his hand. The tender movement, the brush of skin on skin, had Alan panting and shaking. “C’mere,” Alan called Jeremy up to the top of the bed with a tilt of his chin. “Let me get you ready.”
Jeremy quickly crawled over Alan and positioned himself with a knee on either side of Alan’s face. Again, the haze of emotion covering Jeremy’s expressive golden brown eyes overwhelmed Alan. This was his best friend, looking at him with intense sensual yearning, and it ignited Alan’s passion. He reached toward the side table and pumped lube into his hand. He glided it between Jeremy’s legs and slipped his fingers between two muscular butt cheeks. With his free hand, he took hold of Jeremy’s cock and sucked the tip. When his finger permeated the tight hole, Jeremy gripped the headboard and grunted.
Jeremy pushed back and started fucking Alan’s fingers with quick impatient thrusts. He was so relaxed, so comfortable with it, that a second and third finger easily slid inside. He abruptly stood on his knees, freeing himself from Alan’s hand and shimmied down for a tender kiss. His breath huffed through his nostrils as his tongue invaded Alan’s mouth and his cock rubbed furiously against Alan’s lower belly. He slowly broke the kiss and paused to stare into Alan’s eyes with longing. Without breaking their gaze, he positioned himself over Alan’s cock and slowly lowered himself. As Alan’s cock filled him, Jeremy closed his lids and let out a deep satiated breath.
Their bodies fit together. Their movements were timed perfectly. When Alan propelled his hips upward, Jeremy slammed his body downward. They were in sync, as if they’d made love a hundred times before. Was it their camaraderie? Their pre-existing connection? Or were they just made for one another in a predetermined fate of the universe and the world was just waiting for them to figure it out?
“Open your eyes,” Jeremy’s raspy voice commanded.
Alan lazily lifted his lids and watched the pleasure mirrored in Jeremy’s eyes. Jeremy’s palms rested on Alan’s torso, his thumbs slowly rotating over Alan’s nipples, adding another surge of sensations. Jeremy’s eyes were hooded, but his lids flickered with every thrust. The slight sheen on his gorgeous lips reminded Alan of what his best friend tasted like, and he leaned up for a kiss. Pulled to one side, Jeremy’s hair cascaded down his shoulder and tickled Alan’s neck. Even Jeremy’s hair provided a bolt of stimulus. Every thrust, every heated breath, brought Alan deeper into a spiraling world of bliss. Everything about this man sent him into a quivering frenzy.
Alan’s limbs vibrated with sensations. His balls tightened and tensed. His stomach clenched as one final thrust took him over the edge. He held his breath and stilled while he emptied himself.
Jeremy watched intently. His gaze washed over Alan’s face before they locked eyes. His forehead was so wrinkled, his brows so knitted together, that his eyes were almost completely squeezed shut. But there was a slice of soft brown peeking out that enabled them to share a gaze and stay connected.
Alan fisted Jeremy’s cock, delivering long firm strokes which made Jeremy gasp. The left side of Jeremy’s upper lip quivered over his open mouth, and his cheek twitched. He shuddered, and his face twisted into an expression of pure ecstasy while thick ribbons of cum shot between them.
