Answer to No-One, Story 4
Hi,
I know it has been a while since I posted one of these, and you will need to backtrack through my journal to find the other stories. Hope you enjoy this one as much as the others. Slash content, you have been warned.
Answer to No-one; Story Four
Music is always a good thing to have sex by. It sets a mood, makes you feel good and gives a beat to what your doing. Well, how about doing it with a musician, does that change anything?
I met Andrew after one of his gigs at the local pub. He was the lead guitarist and really cute. I spent some time talking (or more to the point, yelling) to him over a drink. I wasn't totally sure, but I think he was flirting with me. He disappeared for a little while as he helped to pack up the stuff. Just before he left, he wrote something down on a napkin and passed it to me. When he had almost finished putting things away and I had finished a drink and a cigarette, I unfolded the napkin and looked at it. A mobile number and a license plate number. I raised an eyebrow and folded it over. I looked back over where the band had been, but they were gone. I thought I might try and find the car and see if he was there. Sure enough, the car was near the rear entry, but the band members were standing together talking. Andrew glanced in my direction and then looked back to the person he was speaking to. I decided to slip back inside and send him a message.
'When ur ready, prank me & I'll b rite out. Terry.' I sent it and added his number to my phone. In the meantime, I chatted with some other friends and had another drink. Finally, I got the prank call. I excused myself with good nights, hugs and handshakes. I went outside and sure enough, Andrew was in his car alone and looking at the entrance. He got out of the car when he saw me coming and waited for me.
“So, I assume you want to go somewhere more quiet to talk some more?” I asked him.
“Sure do. I can't chat in bars and pubs for long, I lose track of the things people are saying to me.” he replied. I nodded. I gave him directions to my place, and he got in his car and headed off. I walked to my car and followed. I took a few shortcuts that are hard to explain and beat him to my house by a few minutes. He drove up the driveway and looked a bit surprised that I had beat him.
“Wow, you were fast. Can you teleport?” He asked.
“I wish, but I took a few shortcuts.” I unlocked the door and led him into the lounge. I put some music on and kept the volume down. He smiled.
“Drink?” I offered.
“Either a softy or a Jimmy and coke.” I nodded and went to the alcohol cabinet. I had some alcohol left over from new years, and poured him and me a mix.
“You guys were great tonight. I enjoy coming to see you guys.” I said.
“I notice how you like to flirt with us while we are performing. I like it. Not sure Adrian does though.” I nodded. Adrian was the lead singer.
“Did he say this to you, or do you know him well enough to know this?” I asked, a smile curving my lips at the double meaning.
“I know him well enough to say he prefers girls.” He answered. I laughed.
“What a damn. I rather liked him.” I knew I had thrown myself out of the closet, but I prefer to do that to see what peoples reaction is.
“Well, I would have tried to get into his pants by now if I was just a fan.” he admitted. There was that slight pause that follows these things. I checked the time on the wall clock. 2:30. It was late, not that I didn't have anything tomorrow except sleep in.
“Do you have a boyfriend?” He asked.
“If I did, you wouldn't be here. I prefer the life I have. I'll get a boyfriend any time I want.” I answered. “How about you?”
“Nah, not enough time. It kinda sucks, but you get used to it.” I nodded again. “But whenever I get the chance, I get with a nice guy.” There was another pause. I finished my drink. I hadn't added much alcohol, so it was easier to drink. He finished his drink as well. There was another pause. Finally, Andrew got up, walked over to where I was sitting. He mounted me and leaned in and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him closer. I could already feel his hard cock pressing into me. He pulled his lips away and leaned back a little. I looked into his eyes. The light blue was perfectly matched with his dark blond hair. I put my hand on his cheek and pulled him closer to me. He smelled nice. I kissed him long and deep. He countered every kiss with another and seemed to know what to do. He slowly slipped down me and undid my shirt. He did it so slowly, savoring the moment and looking at the details of my body. When the shirt was undone, he leaned in and started kissing my chest.
“You're good at knowing what I like.” I said. He moaned slightly in reply. He moved over to my nipple and licked it lightly, teasingly as I lay back and let him work. One hand was on the base of his neck. He swapped to the other nipple and did the same thing there. I slipped one hand up his shirt to his chest. It was so perfectly smooth. I found his nipple, and discovered there was a nipple ring there. I played with it lightly. He moaned. He looked up at me and then pulled his shirt off. I loved it. Not muscular, but slim. He lay back on top of me. He was so warm and I loved the feeling of him being there. I pushed forward and stood him up, along with myself. I turned and he wrapped his arms around my waist, holding me close.
“Follow me.” I said. I tried to move, but he held me close to him, refusing to let go.
“Why not just here?” He asked.
“Because a bed is more comfortable, and the neighbors bitch if they see me in the lounge with a guy. Their just jealous because I get all the studs and cuties.” I said. He laughed lightly. I pulled away and took his hand. I turned the light out but left the music on.
In the bedroom, I pushed him on the bed and lay on top of him. He hugged me close and kissed me more deeply than before.
“Whats got you so passionate?” I asked him when I finally pulled away/
“You're a nice looking guy, and I prefer deep loving to a quick fuck.” He kissed me again.
“I see.” I answered. “Well, its lucky for you I feel that way to.” I kissed him again. After a few minutes I felt his hand running down my back and going into my pants. His hand caressed my arse. His other hand was holding the back of my head. I grabbed him and rolled him on top of me. I liked him there. His hand moved around to touch my cock. He was so gentle. His hand withdrew and undid my belt. He lowered himself and undid my button and jeans. He pulled my cock out and started to suck me off. Slow and deep, he was teasing me. I put my hands back, not wanting to push him into it. He kept going. His pace quickened a little, and it felt so goo, I was moaning. He didn't let u until I lost control and shot cum into his mouth and down his throat. But he didn't stop. He swallowed and kept sucking me. The pulsating feeling grew more and more intense with each suck. He finally let go and climbed back up me and looked down on me. I used my thumb to wipe away a small amount of cum that had leaked from his mouth. I licked it off my thumb and then pulled him in to kiss me. I rolled him on his back and undid his jeans, lowering the zip and letting my hands find their way around. He wore briefs. When I looked down, they were a deep green. I lowered myself down, playing with his cock through his underwear. My tongue barely touched his cock. He twitched and moaned loudly. I lowered his underwear and found a huge, cut and hard cock waiting for me. I slowly rubbed his cock and nuts. I couldn't hold myself down if I tried. My mouth wrapped around his cock and started to suck. It was delicious. No cock had ever tasted so good. I don't know how he managed to achieve this, but I couldn't very well sit here and not suck him until he had sprayed my mouth and face with cum. I sucked harder and harder, but my speed never picked up. He was close the thrashing around. Finally, he gave the slight grunt of pleasure and he sprayed cum into my throat. I took a small amount before pulling back and letting the rest hit me in the face. When he had finished, I lowered myself and started to lick at his nuts. I took one into my mouth to hear him moaning again, before I took in the other. What a way to carry on. I finally finished and brought myself up to rest on him. He licked my face clean and kissed me frequently while doing so.
“That was great.” He said.
“So I noticed.” I hugged him and positioned myself more comfortably on the bed. We lay there naked and holding each other for ages. Kissing occasionally, I pulled the sheets over us and leaned over to turn the light out.
“You don't mind me staying the night?” He asked.
“Only if you do something for me.” I said, sitting up and looking at him in the dark.
“Like what?” Andrew asked.
“Pose naked for me to draw you tomorrow,” I answered. There was a slight pause before he answered.
“What is it for?” He questioned further.
“Something I've been doing for a while. I draw the guys I bring home and put it with a set.” I answered.
“Who for?” Andrew pressed.
“Mind your own. I'll let you know what and when for.” I answered.
“Ok, you got yourself a deal, only because I am too tired to drive.” Andrew said. He snuggled up to me and I put an arm around him. Shortly afterward, I fell asleep.
I would have been happy to lay there forever, but the damned sun came out again. I looked at the clock and it read 10:00am. I nudged Andrew awake and he looked up at me.
“Morning sunshine.” I said. I leaned in and kissed him.
“Morning sexy.” He said. “How do you want me to pose for you?” He asked, looking at me through blurry eyes. I kissed him and looked about. I grabbed a velvet scarf I had in a draw, threw the sheets away to discover he was already turned on. I set him up wit h him laying on his side, one leg up and the scarf just low enough to show off his cock. The rest of the scarf went over his chest and around his neck. I drew him in about half an hour and passed him the final work. He looked at it.
I love it. Looks like me in the mirror.” I took the art book back off him before he could flip through the rest of the works. I jumped on top of him and started kissing him. Before he knew what was coming, I had rolled him over and taken a condom from my bedside table. I put it on and waited for a moment before entering, in case he wanted to refuse. He didn't say anything, so I slowly entered his arse. Pressing lightly so as not to hurt him. I pressed in all the way and he moaned. When i touched his prostate. I started to pump his arse slowly, building up rhythm slowly.
“We need some music.” Andrew muttered. I leaned over and pressed a few buttons on my radio alarm, and played the cd that was in there. I started to fuck him to the beat of the music. He moaned every now and then, as I kept pressing my cock into him.
“Thats it. Oh that feels great.” he said, his voice strained from the feeling. I kept pumping him. I came so close to m orgasm, I gripped him closer to me. Finally, i ejaculated, my pelvis moving faster than I could predict.
“Fuck yeah.” He said.
“You love it.” I said back, panting slightly.
Stay in there, I like you in there.” He muttered. I lay on top of him, resting for a few minutes Finally, I withdrew and looked down on him, and he looked so beautiful with his blond hair. I put a hand to his face.
“My turn to fuck you senseless.” He said.
“Sorry sunshine, but I answer to no one.” I answered.
I know it has been a while since I posted one of these, and you will need to backtrack through my journal to find the other stories. Hope you enjoy this one as much as the others. Slash content, you have been warned.
Answer to No-one; Story Four
Music is always a good thing to have sex by. It sets a mood, makes you feel good and gives a beat to what your doing. Well, how about doing it with a musician, does that change anything?
I met Andrew after one of his gigs at the local pub. He was the lead guitarist and really cute. I spent some time talking (or more to the point, yelling) to him over a drink. I wasn't totally sure, but I think he was flirting with me. He disappeared for a little while as he helped to pack up the stuff. Just before he left, he wrote something down on a napkin and passed it to me. When he had almost finished putting things away and I had finished a drink and a cigarette, I unfolded the napkin and looked at it. A mobile number and a license plate number. I raised an eyebrow and folded it over. I looked back over where the band had been, but they were gone. I thought I might try and find the car and see if he was there. Sure enough, the car was near the rear entry, but the band members were standing together talking. Andrew glanced in my direction and then looked back to the person he was speaking to. I decided to slip back inside and send him a message.
'When ur ready, prank me & I'll b rite out. Terry.' I sent it and added his number to my phone. In the meantime, I chatted with some other friends and had another drink. Finally, I got the prank call. I excused myself with good nights, hugs and handshakes. I went outside and sure enough, Andrew was in his car alone and looking at the entrance. He got out of the car when he saw me coming and waited for me.
“So, I assume you want to go somewhere more quiet to talk some more?” I asked him.
“Sure do. I can't chat in bars and pubs for long, I lose track of the things people are saying to me.” he replied. I nodded. I gave him directions to my place, and he got in his car and headed off. I walked to my car and followed. I took a few shortcuts that are hard to explain and beat him to my house by a few minutes. He drove up the driveway and looked a bit surprised that I had beat him.
“Wow, you were fast. Can you teleport?” He asked.
“I wish, but I took a few shortcuts.” I unlocked the door and led him into the lounge. I put some music on and kept the volume down. He smiled.
“Drink?” I offered.
“Either a softy or a Jimmy and coke.” I nodded and went to the alcohol cabinet. I had some alcohol left over from new years, and poured him and me a mix.
“You guys were great tonight. I enjoy coming to see you guys.” I said.
“I notice how you like to flirt with us while we are performing. I like it. Not sure Adrian does though.” I nodded. Adrian was the lead singer.
“Did he say this to you, or do you know him well enough to know this?” I asked, a smile curving my lips at the double meaning.
“I know him well enough to say he prefers girls.” He answered. I laughed.
“What a damn. I rather liked him.” I knew I had thrown myself out of the closet, but I prefer to do that to see what peoples reaction is.
“Well, I would have tried to get into his pants by now if I was just a fan.” he admitted. There was that slight pause that follows these things. I checked the time on the wall clock. 2:30. It was late, not that I didn't have anything tomorrow except sleep in.
“Do you have a boyfriend?” He asked.
“If I did, you wouldn't be here. I prefer the life I have. I'll get a boyfriend any time I want.” I answered. “How about you?”
“Nah, not enough time. It kinda sucks, but you get used to it.” I nodded again. “But whenever I get the chance, I get with a nice guy.” There was another pause. I finished my drink. I hadn't added much alcohol, so it was easier to drink. He finished his drink as well. There was another pause. Finally, Andrew got up, walked over to where I was sitting. He mounted me and leaned in and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him closer. I could already feel his hard cock pressing into me. He pulled his lips away and leaned back a little. I looked into his eyes. The light blue was perfectly matched with his dark blond hair. I put my hand on his cheek and pulled him closer to me. He smelled nice. I kissed him long and deep. He countered every kiss with another and seemed to know what to do. He slowly slipped down me and undid my shirt. He did it so slowly, savoring the moment and looking at the details of my body. When the shirt was undone, he leaned in and started kissing my chest.
“You're good at knowing what I like.” I said. He moaned slightly in reply. He moved over to my nipple and licked it lightly, teasingly as I lay back and let him work. One hand was on the base of his neck. He swapped to the other nipple and did the same thing there. I slipped one hand up his shirt to his chest. It was so perfectly smooth. I found his nipple, and discovered there was a nipple ring there. I played with it lightly. He moaned. He looked up at me and then pulled his shirt off. I loved it. Not muscular, but slim. He lay back on top of me. He was so warm and I loved the feeling of him being there. I pushed forward and stood him up, along with myself. I turned and he wrapped his arms around my waist, holding me close.
“Follow me.” I said. I tried to move, but he held me close to him, refusing to let go.
“Why not just here?” He asked.
“Because a bed is more comfortable, and the neighbors bitch if they see me in the lounge with a guy. Their just jealous because I get all the studs and cuties.” I said. He laughed lightly. I pulled away and took his hand. I turned the light out but left the music on.
In the bedroom, I pushed him on the bed and lay on top of him. He hugged me close and kissed me more deeply than before.
“Whats got you so passionate?” I asked him when I finally pulled away/
“You're a nice looking guy, and I prefer deep loving to a quick fuck.” He kissed me again.
“I see.” I answered. “Well, its lucky for you I feel that way to.” I kissed him again. After a few minutes I felt his hand running down my back and going into my pants. His hand caressed my arse. His other hand was holding the back of my head. I grabbed him and rolled him on top of me. I liked him there. His hand moved around to touch my cock. He was so gentle. His hand withdrew and undid my belt. He lowered himself and undid my button and jeans. He pulled my cock out and started to suck me off. Slow and deep, he was teasing me. I put my hands back, not wanting to push him into it. He kept going. His pace quickened a little, and it felt so goo, I was moaning. He didn't let u until I lost control and shot cum into his mouth and down his throat. But he didn't stop. He swallowed and kept sucking me. The pulsating feeling grew more and more intense with each suck. He finally let go and climbed back up me and looked down on me. I used my thumb to wipe away a small amount of cum that had leaked from his mouth. I licked it off my thumb and then pulled him in to kiss me. I rolled him on his back and undid his jeans, lowering the zip and letting my hands find their way around. He wore briefs. When I looked down, they were a deep green. I lowered myself down, playing with his cock through his underwear. My tongue barely touched his cock. He twitched and moaned loudly. I lowered his underwear and found a huge, cut and hard cock waiting for me. I slowly rubbed his cock and nuts. I couldn't hold myself down if I tried. My mouth wrapped around his cock and started to suck. It was delicious. No cock had ever tasted so good. I don't know how he managed to achieve this, but I couldn't very well sit here and not suck him until he had sprayed my mouth and face with cum. I sucked harder and harder, but my speed never picked up. He was close the thrashing around. Finally, he gave the slight grunt of pleasure and he sprayed cum into my throat. I took a small amount before pulling back and letting the rest hit me in the face. When he had finished, I lowered myself and started to lick at his nuts. I took one into my mouth to hear him moaning again, before I took in the other. What a way to carry on. I finally finished and brought myself up to rest on him. He licked my face clean and kissed me frequently while doing so.
“That was great.” He said.
“So I noticed.” I hugged him and positioned myself more comfortably on the bed. We lay there naked and holding each other for ages. Kissing occasionally, I pulled the sheets over us and leaned over to turn the light out.
“You don't mind me staying the night?” He asked.
“Only if you do something for me.” I said, sitting up and looking at him in the dark.
“Like what?” Andrew asked.
“Pose naked for me to draw you tomorrow,” I answered. There was a slight pause before he answered.
“What is it for?” He questioned further.
“Something I've been doing for a while. I draw the guys I bring home and put it with a set.” I answered.
“Who for?” Andrew pressed.
“Mind your own. I'll let you know what and when for.” I answered.
“Ok, you got yourself a deal, only because I am too tired to drive.” Andrew said. He snuggled up to me and I put an arm around him. Shortly afterward, I fell asleep.
I would have been happy to lay there forever, but the damned sun came out again. I looked at the clock and it read 10:00am. I nudged Andrew awake and he looked up at me.
“Morning sunshine.” I said. I leaned in and kissed him.
“Morning sexy.” He said. “How do you want me to pose for you?” He asked, looking at me through blurry eyes. I kissed him and looked about. I grabbed a velvet scarf I had in a draw, threw the sheets away to discover he was already turned on. I set him up wit h him laying on his side, one leg up and the scarf just low enough to show off his cock. The rest of the scarf went over his chest and around his neck. I drew him in about half an hour and passed him the final work. He looked at it.
I love it. Looks like me in the mirror.” I took the art book back off him before he could flip through the rest of the works. I jumped on top of him and started kissing him. Before he knew what was coming, I had rolled him over and taken a condom from my bedside table. I put it on and waited for a moment before entering, in case he wanted to refuse. He didn't say anything, so I slowly entered his arse. Pressing lightly so as not to hurt him. I pressed in all the way and he moaned. When i touched his prostate. I started to pump his arse slowly, building up rhythm slowly.
“We need some music.” Andrew muttered. I leaned over and pressed a few buttons on my radio alarm, and played the cd that was in there. I started to fuck him to the beat of the music. He moaned every now and then, as I kept pressing my cock into him.
“Thats it. Oh that feels great.” he said, his voice strained from the feeling. I kept pumping him. I came so close to m orgasm, I gripped him closer to me. Finally, i ejaculated, my pelvis moving faster than I could predict.
“Fuck yeah.” He said.
“You love it.” I said back, panting slightly.
Stay in there, I like you in there.” He muttered. I lay on top of him, resting for a few minutes Finally, I withdrew and looked down on him, and he looked so beautiful with his blond hair. I put a hand to his face.
“My turn to fuck you senseless.” He said.
“Sorry sunshine, but I answer to no one.” I answered.