RPF: Affected The Brain, Kissing In The Rain (RTD/JB, NC-17)
It wasn’t meant to happen.
Well it did and somehow it was worth it. This was Hollywood, a place where people went to live their dreams and either failed or succeeded. It was a rule that you weren’t a household name until you made it here, well to Americans it was. Good old LA, a place if you weren’t careful, could make you end up in an awkward situation.
This is what John discovered when he found himself up against the wall of an apartment with lips clashing with his own and a hand slowly stroking the hard erection that grew guiltily in his pants. He didn’t care because he knew that both them wanted this. After several near counters and flirtation over the years it just felt so right.
It started with a kiss...
Well actually an encounter at a small cafe. John was happy to see his friend sitting with a mug in front of him, most likely a cappuccino with two sugars. He walked over with a huge grin on his face.
“Hello Russell.”
His friend looked up and smiled, “John, fancy seeing you here.” It was a genuine greeting, a wonderful feeling to see a dear friend, especially when he was dead drop gorgeous. Russell stood up and hugged John tightly. What happened next wasn’t really a surprise.
It was only a small kiss but Russell’s hand lightly squeezed John’s right butt cheek. In response the kiss widened letting Russell to shove his tongue down his friend’s throat. They didn’t notice the stares from the other patrons. To be honest they wouldn’t have cared if they did.
They left the cafe twenty minutes later.
Once the door was opened, Russell pinned John against the wall, heavily kissing his lips while fumbling with the belt buckle. John kneaded his hands through Russell’s hair before pulling back to gain his breath. Russell smiled before slipping a hand down towards a pleasant surprise.
“Oh yes,” John moaned, looking up towards the ceiling, “don’t stop, please.”
Russell gripped John’s chin and kissed his lips, happy when the kiss widened. He rewarded him by slowly stroking John’s cock, delighted to find it hardening with his touch. Tomorrow the memories would come back to help him through a meeting. Right now he was happy to live in the moment, where things were forgotten and guilt wasn’t present.
Hollywood really affected the brain.
All that was left was the kissing in the rain.