By Jules
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Rating: This part? PGish (i never know what's pg and what's r and blah blah blah)
Disclaimer: Not the truth...cuz I don't think we can handle the truth... don't ask.. just had a Jack Nicholson moment there! LOL And I don't know if Nick likes Cinnamon Altoids.. but I'm addicted to them and find the scent of them on someone's breath sexy as hell! so..... thus.. the reference! LOL
Chapter 3That was it for a few days. We did the press conference, packed up and made our way to another city, only to have to go through the same thing again. Now, 5 days and 3 cities later I was led to wonder if I had imagined the entire thing. Just a figment of my over tired imagination. "Kev? You coming out with us tonight?" I heard AJ ask me as we got out of the van at the hotel. We always rode in the same groups. AJ, D and I in one van, Nick and Brian in the other. Bri was the only one who could put up with Nick's hyper personality on an extended time frame. Personally, I didn't really mind it, but it did terrible things to my libido to spend more time than necessary with him. My hormones got all out of whack and I started to do stupid shit, so I just kept my distance. But damn him if he didn't know it. He'd lick his lips seductively while talking to someone, knowing I was watching. He'd thrust his hips more forcefully, grabbing onto his crotch more during rehearsals and shows as if teasing me with what he could do to me if only we were alone. Of course I knew it was all in my head, but I liked to believe that this was all for me. That I could possibly be what he wanted. What he needed. What he craved.
"Nah Bone. Gonna stay in tonight. Watch a movie or something." I replied seeing Brian and Nick climb out of their van.
"Whatever bro. Damn man. I hope I don't get as boring as you when I get old." AJ replied laughing as he slapped me on the back. "You turn ...how old you now Train? 40?" He knew he was pushing it on that one.
'28 ass wipe." I shot back playfully.
"You turn 28 and you're almost over the hill. I'm never gonna be like that." AJ ducked my punch and ran behind Howie for shelter. They goofed around until Nick and Brian joined us and everyone was making plans.
"So you gonna come Nick?" Brian asked Nick as they decided to just stay in the hotel bar and party there. Easier to get back to the room afterwards and no worry of fans disturbing them there. Bodyguards would be set up to keep crowd control.
Nick looked at me. DIRECTLY at me and smiled, his eyes twinkling indicating mischief. I couldn't help but smirk. My heart was pounding, and I knew my palms were sweating. "Ummm nah. Gonna give the ladies a rest tonight. They can only take so much of the Carter Charm." I heard him say through my haze of lust, my cock hardening as he gave his trademark grin. Shit. Damn him. It took me the entire drive from the arena to the hotel to calm myself down enough so that no one would see how hard I was through my jeans, and now, one fucking smile and that was shot to hell. It seemed that no matter what, if he was in a five mile radius, I was hard as a rock. It definitely didn't do anything for my posture. I knew it was going to be difficult to make it from the lobby to the elevators without walking funny.
"Whatever Frack. See you tomorrow then." Brian said hugging first Nick and then me. Thankfully he went for Nick first so I could position myself so that he wouldn't feel my bulging problem in my pants. The last thing I needed was for my cousin to brush up against my cock as it throbbed for his best friend. When I saw AJ, Howie and Brian walk towards the bar, I turned and hobbled over to the elevator, making sure not to look at Nick. That was the last thing I needed now.
If I had honestly thought that Nick wasn't going to follow me to the elevator, I would have been wrong. But I hadn't thought about it. In fact, I wouldn't let myself think at all about what Nick was going to do for the rest of his night. I didn't think I could handle it. All I knew was what I was going to do for the rest of the night. Go to my room, change out of these clothes, get comfortable on the bed, put on whatever porn movie they had in this hotel, and jerk off to the thoughts of whatever Nick was going to be doing alone in his room. Jerk off to the thoughts of what I wanted him to be doing in my room ...to me ...with me... I felt my cock get even harder and wondered if it got too hard, could it actually explode? Because it sure felt like it was going to just fucking fly off my body and explode.
I felt him behind me before anything else. No, he wasn't standing close close to me, but I could just sense him there, feel him near me. It had hard to breath knowing that he was right there, close to me, most likely looking at me with that damn smirk on his face. I looked over to where he was... Yup. He was. The all too familiar gleam in his eyes, daring me to say something, to make a move. "What?" I heard myself ask.
"Nothing." He replied. I stared at him trying to read his expression. "What?" He asked me. Challenged me actually.
"Nothing." Like I said days before, two could play at this game.
"What floor you on?" He asked as the elevator doors opened and he sauntered inside the enclosed space. "12. Same as always." It was true. I always had to be on the 12th floor of whatever hotel we were staying in. If the hotel didn't have 12 floors... Well we'd deal with that if it ever came up. Speaking of things that were up, I couldn't seem to hide my excitement at riding the elevator again with Nick.
"Ahhh. I'm on 14." He replied shocking me. He hated heights. Hated being off the ground. "Why are you up so high. You hate being any further up than 6." I stood in the corner of the elevator and pressed my floor.
"Oh I don't know. For some reason I have this new fascination with elevators. Not much can happen in the span of 5 floors. I enjoy a nice long elevator ride to clear my head." As he said that I felt my mouth go dry. Damn him and his seductive ways. I turned my back to him for just a few seconds. As I leaned back and stood straight I noticed he was right beside me. Like RIGHT BESIDE ME. He was facing me, head cocked to the side, smiling. Damn him. I was stuck between him and the wall. I turned my head to look at him and saw just how close we were. Or felt I should say. I could feel how close we were. Our noses bumped and I could feel his breath on my face. Cinnamon. That's what he smelled like. Must be the candy he was eating. Never in my life had I ever wanted so bad to be a Cinnamon Altoid. Buried in the warmth of his mouth, rolling over and under his tongue, him sucking just enough so that the line between pleasure and pain is blurred.
"Nick." I moaned his name as I watched his lips curl from it's smile to a pucker. He was thinking about something, debating even. Calculating his next move. I was captivated.
"Kev." He replied back. He turned so that he could see what floor we were on. 4. I wanted to check as well... I wasn't sure if this would continue on outside of the elevator so I hoped the ride took as long as possible. His face turned back towards mine and he leaned in so that our foreheads were touching. "We never got to talk about the other day."
He knew I knew what he was talking about. It had been playing over my mind constantly since then, most commonly used at night to get off on. I'd lock myself in my room and masturbate to the memories of how his ass felt grinding into my cock. How his hips felt under my hands as I was pressed tightly to him. My eyes fluttered at the memory of the last time we were in an elevator together. I made a move, I had to get away from him. I wasn't sure what type of game he was playing but I knew he was playing one. He always was. He had never expressed an interest in dating men. Fucking men. Not that I had informed them of my fantasies, desires. Not out loud anyways. But I knew they all knew. It's hard to keep something like that from them. Like I said, we knew everything about each other. From how often we jerk off, to every time we take a shit. It was just the way it went with us.
As he felt me move, he extended his arm in front of me to keep me pinned to the wall. I was completely trapped. 6...7...8... Shit. Shit shit shit. I wanted to be at 12 so badly, but at the same time was dreading getting there. As the elevator hit 11 he reached out and hit the stop button, causing the elevator to jerk to a halt. I jumped, a jolt of excitement coursed through my body.
"Why...why did.. You do that?" I asked, my voice shaky. I was sweating profusely, trembling slightly. "We were almost there." His words once again held a double meaning. While we had been standing there, foreheads touching both of our mouths had tilted upwards towards each other, almost meeting. But I had moved, thought too much and chickened out. And we were nearly at my floor, cutting short our rare time alone.
"Oh." I cursed myself for my lack of intellect. There was something about him that made me just forget how to speak, how to think straight. I laughed inwardly at my minds phrasing. Straight. Not by a long shot!
"How did it feel Kev?" Nick asked, again coming dangerously close to my mouth.
Involuntarily, my lips parted and I snaked my tongue out to lick them nervously. I felt him groan at that. I smiled at how I was affecting him. "How did what feel Nicky?" I asked staring into his beautiful blue eyes. They were a dark stormy blue, filled with desire. I was amazed at the prospect of that desire being for me and me alone.
"Finally feeling what you've wanted for so long." His breath was nearly a whisper. He nuzzled his face into my neck, inhaling the scent of the cologne I had put on after the show. And then his mouth was right next to my ear. "Feeling my ass grinding up against your cock. Your big, hard, thick, cock." After each adjective he would lick at my ear, tracing the lobe with his tongue.
I moaned and felt my knees buckle. It was a good thing I was holding onto the railing because if I hadn't have been, I'd have been on the floor. "Did it feel good Kev?"
"Yeah" I was surprised at my voice. Even I didn't recognize it. It was so full of want and lust that had there been anyone else in the elevator with us, I would have thought it was them.
"Yeah. That's what I thought." Nick said sucking softly on my neck, drawing little patterns with his tongue. As I closed my eyes, I felt the elevator jerk and begin to rise the final floor to where my room was. The doors opened and as quickly as he was there, Nick was away from me. He was standing in between the open doors, holding them so they wouldn't close before I got off. I smiled at my minds choice of words on that too. I made my way off of the elevator and turned to face Nick who was still looking at me with that smirk on his face. The difference this time? He was flushed, his lips a bit pinker than usual and I wasn't the only one at full mass! He caught me looking at his crotch and repayed the favour, chuckling as his eyes landed on my crotch. Confused as to what he was smirking at I looked down and instantly wanted the floor to open up and swallow me. There was an unmistakable wet patch that sure as hell hadn't been there 12 floors ago. I blushed again...DAMNIT. I don't think I've ever been that red before. Not even that summer when Brian and I were kids in Kentucky and we had gotten sunburned so bad we were practically glowing. That was nothing compared to this. I hadn't even realized I'd cum. And he'd barely even fucking touched me. Damn him.
As the doors closed and he winked at me I couldn't help but smile. Yeah he'd made me cum, but this time I'd gotten him hard. I was making progress.