U-N-I Ch. 20

I had butterflies in my stomach at the thought of seeing him again. I wondered if I'd find him changed. He'd probably look a lot more at peace with himself, relaxed and healthier... and gorgeous as hell.

I was bored and a bit restless so I got up and walked over to the bookshelves to take a closer look at the books. Tracing the bookbinding with my fingertip, I realized there were only classics and I had read half of them. I almost chose one that I didn't know but decided against it as I knew I wouldn't be able to concentrate.

I sat back down on the couch, took my phone out, and absent-mindlessly scrolled through Twitter for a moment. I was soon drawn to Rob's Instagram. I kind of felt the need to see him before seeing him. I scrolled through his page and looked at some of the photos he had posted. I felt like a fan of his. For weeks, like everyone else, the only way that I could see him was by watching videos or photos of him. When I thought about him, I almost found myself unable to picture the finer point of his face. It was high time we saw each other again.

As much as I wanted him to be himself in private, I did admire his public persona probably just as much as everyone else did. I loved the way he carried himself, with confidence, and the image he gave to the public. I liked the fact that he used social media in a smart way, not to stroke his ego and get complimented for his looks, but to promote something or share a message, often as a way to empower young people. We all tried to do that.

He had this capacity to inspire people and our fans admired him for many reasons. He was cool, charming and funny, yet he had a bit of a mysterious side to him that made him even more appealing. He was both the guy next door you'd easily hang out with and the unreachable artist you could not get close to.

His voice was strong, yet sweet and musical and I loved that he sang our songs with conviction, charisma and emotion, making them ten times better when we performed them live.

He did give off a gay vibe, as our fans would say, but as a gay artist, he didn't fit into any stereotypes...and neither did I. We were neither effeminate nor hyper masculine, which was something we had no intention of changing. We liked the fact that we could appeal to all sort of people, no matter their age, gender or sexuality and that people could easily relate to us.

After a moment, I began watching a few of the videos that we had posted on the band's page and started laughing to myself as I watched one I had filmed in which he was goofing around after a gig with a helium balloon a fan had giving him with his face on it. He had pierced a small hole in the bottom and was singing 'Yellow' while inhaling helium from the balloon. It was also all these little moments that made me miss him so damn much.

I watched a couple more videos but soon stopped because it was making me even more eager and nervous to see him. I tossed my phone aside and sank into the cushions of the couch. The long and torturous wait ended only a few minutes later when I heard the door open.

I sat up and watched him walking in with a faint smile on my face. He looked great and he kind of took my breath away and made my stomach do somersaults. He was tanned and his hair was shorter, making him look fit and making the angles of his face more prominent. He looked much healthier than when I had left him and it just felt so good to see him.

He was taken aback when he saw me. I could tell he wanted to say something, but he was having trouble.

"Hi," I smiled. I stood up and walked closer to him.

He stared at me with a beautiful smile and moved closer to me as well, with still a mild look of surprise on his face. I wrapped my arms tight around his shoulders and back and his hands absentmindedly made their way to my hips. I savored the feeling of his body against mine, the smell his skin as I nuzzled into his neck, my lips resting against his skin.

"I can't believe you're here", he said as he embraced me, wrapping his arms around my back, he hugged me as tight as I was hugging him. "We said...," he began saying, but I stopped him.

"I know what we said, but I couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't be without you any longer."

Neither of us broke the hug,

"I can't believe you're here," he said again, overwhelmed with joy.

I smiled, just as happy to feel him so close to me.

"I'm here."

He took a deep breath in and out and continued hugging me tight, savoring the feel of me as well.

"It's so good to hold you again." he let out a sigh of satisfaction, "My god baby, it's just so good to hold you."

I let out a long sigh, feeling so emotional. It really was. I couldn't let go of him. We couldn't let go of each other.

After enjoying the strength of his embrace for a long moment, I eventually began to pull back to look at him and realized this was a moment I was going to remember forever. Just like mine, his eyes were moist and there was only love in them. I could feel his breath on my face and all I could think about was how bad I wanted to kiss him. It felt a little like cliff diving and I was ready.

I felt my eyes close as he leaned forward and pushed my lips against his. As we began kissing, what I felt was pure, raw, emotion, and it felt wonderful.

Both my arms reached around his back and his hands moved to the sides of my head. He parted my lips and slipped his tongue in as I drew him closer to me. All at once, I remembered everything about him, the way he felt, smelled and tasted. My grip around him tightened and I thought that this was perhaps the best, most intense kiss we had ever shared.

We kissed for a long moment, our tongues slowly massaging each other and our hands slowly caressing.

"I missed you so much," he mumbled through our kisses.

"So did I. It's so good to have you back. I need you so bad," I sighed as my mouth left his and fastened on his taught neck.

Aside from the intense pleasure I was feeling, was also the feeling of regret that I had to go without him for so long.

"We should probably talk first," he said.

"Yeah, we should," I agreed but I was a jumble of emotions and I began kissing him again, planting my lips on his.

After only a few seconds, his lips left mine again and he began placing soft kisses on my neck. His hands slid down to my lower back and then up to my back under my t-shirt.

"When did you get here?" he mumbled.

"This morning," I answered.

"But you..." he began saying, a bit confused as he probably realized that I had made something up when I had last texted him. "Oh forget it..."

He pushed his tongue inside my mouth again. A wave of lust rolled over me and my cock stiffened.

"Oh baby," I panted, "take me to the bedroom."

"Yes," he responded passionately and continued kissing me.

He began walking backward toward the bedroom, not letting go of me. We started undressing. He pulled my t-shirt off and ran his fingers along my chest.

"Damn, you're tan as fuck," he said, though he was too, but as usual, my tan was darker than his.

I grinned. "Indian summer in France."

He smiled and gazed at my chest lustfully. His hands caressed my pecs and abs gently and he couldn't quite take his eyes off my body as he began to open my jeans.

As I watched him taking in every part my chest, I realized I was missing out on his new feature that he had told only me about. I began slipping my hands under his t shirt and he helped me, pulling it off him and tossing it on the floor, as we came closer and closer to the bed.

The short hair on his torso made him look even hotter and more masculine and I ran my fingers all over his pecs. He felt so different, almost like another person, which in a way created an excitement all of its own.

Quietly, we got on the bed. I breathed out a long sigh as I moved my body on top of his and we resumed kissing. It had been so long since we'd had full body contact with each other, it felt sexy as hell. I didn't know if it was because we hadn't been with each other for a long time, but the level of intensity as we kissed felt different. It wasn't that there was less passion so much as there was a growing relaxation in being together, and a desire to be even more intimate. We made out for long moments and savored each other's pleasure. We didn't say anything, there was no need to talk.

Then, I stopped kissing him and slid my body down a little. I let my tongue travel down his stomach, past his belly button to where his jeans began. I brushed my nose against the tiny hairs on his stomach before I unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them down under his ass. There was a sizable bulge in his boxer briefs and the tip of his cock was snaking out of the top of them. I pressed my tongue against it and he moaned.

I pulled down his boxers and found what I had been desperately missing for weeks. His long, gorgeous cock was at full attention, and I wasted no time in devouring it. I pulled down his foreskin and wrapped my lips just around the head. I traced it over and over with my tongue, causing him to give a slight grunt. I first licked the precum oozing out and my tongue found the slit in his penis, and wiggled it open. He trembled when he felt that, and I heard his breathing quicken.

"Oh god, feels so good," he moaned.

He brought his hands to my head and softly started running his fingers through my hair as I began to take more of his cock inside my mouth. I told myself not to gag as I took it down to its base, feeling his pubes tickle my face and smelling him. He smelled great and as always; it was driving me wild. I was dizzy with excitement and I had to resist the temptation to move my lips down to his balls in order to enjoy the total concentration on his cock.

Slowly, he began fucking my face, and then he moved a bit faster, and he was a bit rougher, which I loved. The head of his cock hit the back of my mouth with each thrust. I let out a few stifled groans of absolute pleasure as his cock head pushed down my throat.

"Ohhh!" he moaned. "I'm not going to last if you keep this up."

I pulled my mouth off his cock and slid my body back up to kiss him again. I did for a few seconds and then I spoke,

"Good, I don't want you to." I licked his lips, horny as hell. "Use me, I love it. I want you to cum. Give me all you got, I want you so much."

"Oh, fuck, baby," he breathed as he grasped my face for another kiss, our mouths and tongues attacked each other with ferocity.

Then, I swallowed his cock again but soon moved down to his balls, taking them one at a time into my mouth. I pulled his legs apart a little more and licked the inside of his thighs, pushing my face into his tight scrotum.

I almost raised his ass to let my tongue move down his crack, to his hole, but instead, my hands grasped his perfectly tight ass and my tongue ran up his erection. I gripped his cheeks and used my hands to push his cock inside my mouth. I relaxed and took his shaft deeper and deeper inside, until it began to slide down my throat. He began face-fucking me again, holding my head as I had told him to, but he wasn't too rough. I let him use my mouth, only pulling back for air a few times. I couldn't get enough of his cock and I wanted him to cum in my mouth, right where it belonged.

After a few minutes of this, I pulled my head off of his engorged penis, knowing he was getting close, but wanting to make it last a little while longer.

"I wanna suck you too," Rob called from above me, I looked up at him and smiled.

"Ok," I said. He sat up and I got off the bed quickly to take the rest of my clothes off. As I took off my jeans, he sat on the edge of the bed and placed his hands behind my ass cheeks, bringing my crotch close to his mouth. He ran his fingers along my raging hard on, through the fabric of my underwear and slowly pulled my cock out.

"Hey you, I've missed you," he said, talking to my dick.

I laughed and he gave it a few gentle strokes and slowly guided the head, wet with precum, into his mouth. It felt amazing and I watched him. He looked beautiful as he savored it. He played with the foreskin. He gently pulled it halfway down my cock head, squeezed my cock lightly and pulled the foreskin back up again. As much as I was loving what he was doing, I wanted to blow him again, I wasn't finished.

I lowered my hand to stroke him and we hopped back up on the bed, getting into a sixty-nine position, me on top of him. I quickly felt his lips circling my balls. He took my nuts in his mouth one at a time and then he grabbed my hard cock and engulfed it.

"Ohh fuck," I moaned as he pressed his hands on my butt cheeks and forced my cock inside his mouth, letting it slide down his throat a bit, he repeated the action several times and I almost was too distracted to keep blowing him. I did though, concentrating on the sensitive parts of his cock.

Only a moment later, I felt his thumb slide into the crack of my ass and find my boy-hole. I moaned as he pushed it against my wrinkled entrance. His thumb made its way in slightly and I started rocking back and forth against it. I sucked his cock more and more fiercely, and slid my hand under his ass cheeks.

After a short moment, he pulled his mouth off my cock. I saw his scrotum tightening, drawing close to his body as he clearly prepared for his orgasm. One of my hands went from under his ass to over his thigh, lightly feeling the soft hairs stand as I came into contact with it.

"Oh, baby, I can't...," he panted, my head still bobbing up and down his dick, I felt his cock swell up and his shaft pulsate, "Ahhh, yesss," he moaned, shivering with pleasure.

I was tempted to jerk him off hard and fast to allow him to enjoy the full extent of his orgasm but I couldn't let go of his dick. He gave a final loud grunt and the cum started spurting up out of his cock and hit the back of my mouth. I let the first shots go down my throat. I swallowed and then I pulled back. He squirted three or four more times. His cum covered my hand and I wrapped my lips around his cock again and milked him dry until I felt that it was starting to be uncomfortable for him.

I turned around. He lay on the bed, panting, his arms outstretched, with his hands no longer fisting the sheets his palms lay flat on the bed. I lowered my face to kiss him and he giggled as he placed his hands on each side of my face and licked a drop of cum that I could feel had landed on my cheek.

"Damn, I love you," he breathed out softly, "my turn to have some fun with you," he said.

His arms wrapped themselves around me and he sat up, taking me with him.

"Have all the fun you want," I smiled, I wrapped my legs around his waist and pushed my aching and throbbing cock against his crotch.

He placed a passionate kiss on my lips and then kissed my neck just as intensely. He let go of me for a second to go over to the nightstand. When he came back, he handed me a small towel and dropped a butt plug and a bottle of lube on the sheets next to me.

My brows lifted and I smiled, eager to see what he had in mind.

I used the towel to clean my hand and he pushed me down gently onto my back and straddled me. I pulled his face toward mine again.

"Oh God, I still can't believe you're here," he sighed, "I want you so much. There's so many things I wanna do to you," he said with a soft moan.

I smiled,

"Oh yes. Take your time, enjoy it," I said to him.

We made out, lovingly. Slowly, he began kissing his way down my chest and licked one of my erect nipples. I moaned and he continued his journey downward. When he reached my cock, that was seriously about to explode, he didn't touch it. Instead, he rolled me around onto my stomach and began kissing my ass cheeks. Then he kissed his way up my back, caressed it and massaged it.

His hands returned to my ass. He spread my cheeks and pushed his nose deep between them and I felt his tongue against my pucker. He probed me and I had to resist masturbating when he began kissing and licking around my hole, his hungry tongue pushing against my tight opening, making all my nerves twitch.

"Ohhh yeah," I sighed deeply as he began tongue fucking me.

I buried my face into the sheets and for a few minutes, I relaxed to enjoy the rimming he was giving me and tried my best not to come too soon.

"Oh, baby, I can't take it anymore," I panted urgently once he began pushing his thumb against my hole again, "You have to fuck me. I need you inside me."

He removed his thumb and opened the lube and then he applied it to the butt plug.

"It's been a while, let me get you ready and loosen you up," he said sensually.

He pressed the lubed rounded tip of the plug against my hole and began to push it inside softly. As he did this, I remembered that I thought I'd be the one to top him first ... but I wasn't complaining, I knew why he needed to bottom at that moment.

Slowly, the toy glided into me and he fucked me with it.

"Mmm, feels good," I said with a moan and enjoyed the feeling of the plug spreading my sphincter, although I couldn't wait to feel his cock do that instead.

Then, he removed the toy and I turned around on my back. He raised my leg and inserted the plug again, which easily slid into my insides.

"You want my cock inside you now?" he asked sensually, his lips pressed on mine.

"Yeah, I do, I really do," I replied, feeling his breath on my mouth.

"I know you want to cum. You want me to fuck the cum right outta you?"

"Oh, fuck yeah, please, I wanna cum with your cock inside of me," I said and placed my hand behind his neck to push my tongue in his mouth.

As I did so, he pulled the plug out and positioned himself by my opening and began pressing to fuck me sideways. I relaxed and let his cock begin to invade my insides. Slowly he pushed forward. He felt huge and I felt full immediately.

"Oh, damn, that feels nice!" I sighed.

I felt a bit of pain at first, but that soon faded and was replaced by the intense pleasure of having him inside me again. I was loving the fact that we were finally together, making love.

"Deeper?" he asked and ran his hand up and down my stomach, giving me goosebumps all over my skin.

"Yeah, I want it all inside me. Come on, push it all the way in!"

"I want you so bad, baby," he murmured in my ear and wrapped his hand around my cock, giving it a few tugs, "Mmm, I love this cock. How bad do you wanna come?"

I turned my head slightly to kiss his lips,

"Go on, fuck me, I need to cum," I begged in his mouth.

My cock head began to pulse and swell and I tried not to blow my load too soon as he massaged it lightly. He began fucking me, using short, gentle strokes and then he pushed himself deeper and deeper inside me until he was fucking me with long full strokes.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck," I repeated, I had almost forgotten how good it could feel.

He kept kissing me as he slid his cock in and out, not too slow, not too hard, but definitely deep enough. He began jacking me at the same time and for a long moment, we made love, until I couldn't hold off from cumming anymore and I felt my orgasm overtake my body.

My breathing became stronger and I let him take me to heaven,

"Oh, baby, I'm gonna shoot," I warned him.

He jerked me off faster and my cock began shooting in large spurts, hitting my chin, chest and stomach as my whole body quivered. Rob marveled at the sight and massaged the last drops of cum over my penis. He waited for my sphincter to relax before pulling out of me to take my cock in his mouth. He licked the head and bobbed his head up and down a few times and then he stuck his tongue out and licked some of the cum off my chest.

"Oh my god, I love you," I giggled, knowing only he could make me feel that good.

He stared at me with a smile and I stared back as he continued licking my chest clean.