U-N-I Ch. 25 - The New Guy

Rob knew very well I had a fetish for watching him have sex with another guy and satisfying each other's fantasy so he played along.

"More like what I'd like to watch him do to me!"

"Oh yeah?" I smiled.

"Yeah. We've never done it with a supposedly straight dude, have we?"

"Well,you've done it with a supposedly straight dude," I laughed.

"I have! And you know what the best part was?" he asked in a low and sexy voice, staring into my eyes, "Watching you suck my cock for the first time and enjoying it!"

"Oh, I enjoyed it alright, who wouldn't love sucking your spectacular dick, it's delicious." I murmured before kissing him for a few seconds, "Can you imagine Nick sucking you off?" I asked with a wicked smirk, "I wonder if he's ever sucked a cock before."

His lips formed a small devilish smile,

"Well, he's a man of the world," he said with a chuckle, "whatever he means by that..."

"D'you think that means he's bi or just accepting?" I asked with a soft chuckle.

"I think it means he's possibly bi-curious," Rob murmured, "anyway I hope it does."

I was hard as fuck so I took Rob's hand and guided him toward my erection. He immediately opened my fly, pulled down my underwear and watched as my package popped out.

"Mmm," he moaned as he started stroking me firmly with one hand, the other holding the back of my neck. "And I bet that ifwe gave him a blowjob, he'd have a hard time forgetting us whenever his wife gives him head."

I chuckled,

"You really wanna give him something to remember us by, huh?"

"I really do," he grinned.

I couldn't help pushing my tongue inside his mouth while my hands made their way under his tee and caressed his skin as we made out.

"Then he should really get a chance to fuck your fabulous ass baby, that'd turn any bi-curious guy gay!" I said to turn him on more even though he was obviously ready for action, "And then he'll crave dick for the rest of his life!"

Rob raised his brows, smiling.

"That may be true, but no one but you's allowed to do that!"

We took a few steps toward the bed and then I looked down at his crotch and undid his trousers. I slid them down along with his underwear and let his throbbing boner bounce out. I immediately wrapped my hands around his shaft and stroked him.

"Well, if he's anything like me, then he'll want to fuck your ass so bad. It's so good, you could take any dick in the world and give it the best ride!"

We kissed deeply and when he pulled his mouth off of mine, we both pulled our shirts over our heads. I marvelled at his pecs and abs and Rob did exactly the same. It only took a few more seconds before we were both completely naked and making out on top of the covers, Rob on top of me.

"And would you like watching that?" he whispered sexily as our cocks ground together and I felt precum on my skin as Rob's thick member pressed against my abs.

"Well, no, I mean -- maybe," I replied. "I'd be lying if I said I've never thought about it, you know that. But it's just a fantasy. And right now, it's making me rock fucking hard. I'm allowed to fantasize about it, aren't I?"

"Oh yeah, you're more than allowed to fantasize about it if it turns you on so much. But you know if I'm honest, for me, it could never be as good as it is with you because with you it's emotional, with someone else it'd just be physical."

"I know, which is why I've never actually wanted you to do it."

"Then this fantasy might remain just that, a fantasy. But maybe someday...," he moaned, keeping it going for a bit longer.

"Yeah, maybe." I teased, "Fuck," I panted. "And now, I'm picturing it!"

"Tell me what you see," he smiled as he brought his hand between us and gave my throbbing penis a few tugs, forcing pre-cum out of it.

I put my own hand on his butt and my finger traced his crack to tease him and let him know that I was dying to fuck his ass.

"You know..."

"I don't, tell me," he insisted with a moan, placing his lips on mine.

I hesitated for a brief second,

""Mmm, you on all fours...," I began saying.

"Um um... and what would Nick be doing?" he asked, wanting to hear more.

"What I always do... He'd rub the head of his cock around your hole and I'd watch his face as he opens a guy's ass for the first time, I bet he'd love it."

I could feel his hand around my cock jerking me a littler harder.

"Mmm," he said and we made out, he was breathing heavily, clearly as into it as I was, "Damn, there's something so fucking hot about hearing you say that."

"I wanna do you so much," I moaned, my finger circling his hole.

"You know what you could do first, you could eat me out while he sucks me off, get me ready and show him how it's done, cause I fucking love your tongue!"

"Mmm," I groaned in his mouth, "I'd love that."

"Fuck, eat me out right now, babe." he begged with so much horniness in his sexy voice, it made my cock twitch. "Please."

"My pleasure," I answered, moving on top of him and giving his back a few hard kisses. My lips descended further down until they were kissing his butt.

I stared at his well-formed muscular butt cheeks. I couldn't wait to dive in but first I began by grabbing and rubbing them nicely.

"I love your ass, everything about you is fucking delicious," I said sexily.

"Mmm, c'mon, do it!" he begged.

"Move your ass up baby," I said.

He willingly obeyed and pulled his knees closer to his stomach to give me better access to his butt.

I grabbed his thighs and made him move closer to me, I made sure his head was down and his ass up in the air so that his hole was staring right at me and I just went for it. I began by sucking his balls into my mouth one at a time while gently moving his dick so it was pointing toward me and then I licked my way up to his hole and gave it a long lick, my tongue circling his pucker. Then I went back down to sucking on his balls and dick, taking the tip in my mouth for a brief moment.

"Fuck yeah," Rob gasped and I took him inside my mouth for a short moment and let my tongue massage his shaft. I sucked on the head and savoured his precum and then I put my hands on his butt cheeks and opened them up before pushing my tongue against his hole. I licked his skin for a few seconds and sucked on his flesh. Then my tongue drew small circles around his pucker and pressed against it.

"Oh yeah, give me your tongue," he sighed, obviously enjoying the feeling.

I made my tongue as hard as I could and began to push it inside. His sphincter tightened and when it relaxed again, I pierced his hole with the tip and moved it in and out, pushing it a little deeper each time.

"Oh baby, that feels so good," he moaned.

His moans were driving me crazy and I reached for my throbbing cock as I continued to rim him. Then I covered an index finger in my saliva and slowly worked it into his ass.

"Oh yes, give me more," he growled.

Not wanting to disappoint him, I licked my middle finger and pressed both of them beyond his sphincter and fingered him for a moment.

"Ohhh, yeah, oh come on fuck me now, just fuck me!" he said.

I pulled back my fingers and moved to lie flat on my back,

"I wanna watch you ride me," I told him, holding my cock up to show him exactly what I wanted as I reached for the lube we'd left ready on the nightstand before we'd set off for the arena.

Rob held out his hand for the small bottle as he knelt between my legs, he took his time to spread the cool gel along my length concentrating on the tip.

"Watching you do that's so fucking hot," I told him as he set the bottle aside.

Rob straddled my hips and reached round to pull his ass cheeks apart to make it easier for me to penetrate him, I held my cock so I could rub some of the lube over his hole.

"Oh yeah, so good," he moaned.

"Gets better," I replied as I thrust all the way into him in one swift move.

"Fuck!" he yelled, he tried to move his body but I'd grabbed hold of his hips to keep him still.

It didn't stop him trembling though and I watched as his toned abs rippled; his eyes were closed and his breathing was slow and heavy as he tried to absorb the feeling of being full of my cock. He rested his weight on my pubes and just stayed like that for a few seconds. I watched his toned body and the look of pleasure on his face as I waited for him to start moving. When he did, it was slow at first.

"I love getting fucked by your dick," he moaned.

"And I love fucking your ass...," I said.

For only a brief second, Nick popped into my head and I realized that even though we had used him to turn each other on, now it was just me and Rob making love and I didn't want it any other way.

His hole squeezed my cock and I moved beneath him. He fisted his own hard-on moving his hand in time to my thrusts. Then he rocked back and forth, working my cock with his sphincter and I watched him riding me, loving the spectacle.

"Cum for me babe," I whispered a few minutes later.

"Oh yeah," he gasped.

I couldn't stop looking at his beautiful package, bouncing up and down and I wanted to see him shoot all over my chest. I almost reached down to stroke him but I also wanted to let him control his orgasm.

"Come on, ride me, baby, make yourself cum," I ordered him.

He didn't need any more encouragement to do just that, his hips moving as fast as he could and his hand reaching for his cock and moving quicker and quicker on his prick.

"Mark, I'm going to," he started saying, his face as always, showing me his total sexual pleasure. He kept his eyes closed and his mouth opened and I watched as the first spurt of his hot spunk showered over my body.

Before his orgasm could finish I flipped us over so he was below me, immediately putting my hands under his knees and hauling them up for him to wrap his legs around my body so I could really pummel his ass as I chased my own orgasm.

"Jesus!" he cried as I took him to another hard climax in time with my own, my balls slapping against him, our movements making the bed shake.

"Oh my god, yeah, cum in me!" he begged, as usual wanting every drop of my juices inside him.

I thrust faster and faster and I listened to his moans of pleasure. My dick hit his prostate over and over and he clearly enjoyed another wave of pleasure. I revelled in the way he clutched my body tight and a strong orgasm rippled through my body. I felt my milk shoot through my cock and I filled him up, giving him what he wanted.

As the pleasure calmed I leaned forward and pressed my lips to his,

"God I love you so much," I told him when our lips parted. "Was that good for you?"

"Oh yeah, you know how much I love it."

We rolled onto our sides, wrapped in each other's arms -- and legs -- and just stayed like that for a moment before going to the bathroom.

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That early part of the tour was full of funand anxiety; Nick had quickly become friends with all of us and had proved himself time and again both as the best guitar-tech I'd ever worked with -- sorry Calvin! -- and as a buffer whenever he knew I was busy making long-distance wedding plans with Jane or sending emails to the ceremony and reception venues and he saw Rob heading my way.

More than once I'd thought that Rob had cottoned on to my plans but between my bandmates, Rachel and Nick we'd kept him in the dark right up to the moment I began playing Dylan's piano and singing the song I'd written only for Rob at the Dublin gig.

As the weeks and months of the tour had passed our thoughts about Nick hadn't changed, he was without a doubt the best-looking guy on the crew and he wasalways immaculately turned out -- unlike many of the others. More than once he'd acted as our driver after the Tokyo gig and I must admit I had started flirting with him more, usually when we were alone with just my guitars.

"Fuck that guy's hot!" I told Rob as I joined him in our dressing-room after I'd just been going through some new ideas with Nick, "I came so close to stroking his ass when he walked past me it was fucking scary," I looked at Rob, "you've got to be there the next time, I don't want to make an idiot of myself -- we sure don't need another fucking Damien in our lives."

Rob laughed. He found it fun to hear me talk about Nick and my fear of making a fool of myself. He kept encouraging me to flirt ever-more obviously with him and knew how Nick hadnever shut me down and how, in fact, as he'd gained confidence in working with me he'd begun to give as good as he got.

I'd recently bought another guitar and we were slowly working it into the concert array but it wasn't easy because I'd obviously not used it in the studio when we were recording the tracks I now wanted to use it on.

"You don'treally want me there, do you? Wouldn't it cramp your style?"

"Not sure I've got one," I laughed.

"That's what makes it better, I bet you look cute as fuck giving him those adorable smiles of yours."

I gave him one of those smiles and leaned in to kiss him.

"How's your new baby coming along?" Rob asked when we finally ended the kiss.

It was a Dobro Resophonic and it would sound great in the acoustic section of our performances -- even though it was electric - but I still wasn't confident enough to include it and Nick was helping me find exactly the right tuning before I took my ideas to the band.

"I'm hoping to give Dolly her first outing at the Rose Bowl," I said.

"Really? It's another 'she'?!" he laughed, "You have got to be the only gay man on the planet to give his prized possessions girl's names."

It was true, my Gibson, despite being a Les Paul was affectionately known as 'Lulu', my Telecaster was 'Trisha' and my Strat was 'Suzi' and then there was "Abby" the acoustic.

"Wouldn't you get a little jealous if you knew my fingers were sliding up and down a hard part of 'Terry' or 'Lloyd' or,"

"Stop, just stop, I get it," he cut in laughing loudly, "and I guess I might. Wouldn't get jealous if I was watching you do that to Nick though."

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The virus which had struck Shelley and our then designated driver in Tokyo had steadily made its way through most of the crew. Fortunately, our talented team were pretty much able to dep in for each other,unfortunately it meant that the medic brought in by the tour insurer advised that we five in the band had, as far as possible, to avoid any close contact with the crew.

That was relatively easy with the front of house sound and light techs but not so much with the on-stage guys. As Nick had also taken over as Rob's guitar tech we worked out a way for Rob to not need help on stage - as he used fewer instruments - although that meant the rest of us had to quickly put together extended in and outros to give Rob time between songs to do put down or pick up his guitars.

Finally, some weeks after it began, the doctor declared the outbreak to be over, although Damon had succumbed to it his timing had been immaculate - but what else should we have expected from a drummer?! - the few days he'd been ill had coincided with some rest days we'd had.

Even though Rob and I kept teasing each other about what we'd like to do to and with Nick, by the time our semi-quarantine was over, the wedding preparations were in full swing so whatever time I could snatch away from Rob, rehearsals, stage-checks, promo interviews and such was always spent, mostly with Rachel by my side, making calls or sending emails to Jane and the two locations for our celebrations . There'd been precious little time for any kind of flirting in amongst all of that and even when there had, I'd mostly backed away from it.

But now, after eleven years of being together, Rob and I were married at last! The ceremony had been perfect, the wedding reception weekend full of fun and our few days in Madeira - our wedding gift from our four closest friends - the perfect anti-dote to all of it. Unfortunately, since most of the tour dates had already been scheduled for 2019 and even 2020 way back in 2018, we weren't able to go on a lengthier honeymoon.

It was August 14thth and we had just played the first two shows of the third leg of our tour in the city of East Rutherford in the States. Next, we were to play in ten different cities before playing two gigs in Pasadena where Rob and I were slated to be interviewed by Ellen Degeneres -- and then onto Glendale, Tulsa and many more cities in September and October.

And only then would we be able to take a real break from all the touring stress. We had decided to go to Thailand for a month before we had to embark on the fourth leg of the tour in Australia and New Zealand where Dylan was going to marry Alicia on a beautiful Australian beach as she was dreaming of. They were flying there before the rest of us to get everything ready. We'd have another break from touring after Christmas and we wanted to go back to our island home in the Turks and Caicos before we had to start touring again from April to November 2020.

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"So what did you want me for?" I smirked at Nick when everybody else had left the stage, Rob was joining the others in the Green Room to mentally prepare himself for the show.

"There's two answers to that," he shot back albeit quietly.

He was sitting on an amp playing with one of my guitars and I smiled as I watched him stand up to face me, thinking that he had only said one thing to me and he was already flirting.

"The one I'm currently working on is this. We've got your guitar racks in the positions that work best but the swaps still feel kind of lumpy, jerky, and it was something Jordan's tech said after the last gig that made me realise why. So I put the theory to the test just now and he's right."

"About what?"

"There's a couple of guitar changes when, because the light-rig's been changed, your follow-spot hits me right in the eyes so I have to do this double-shuffle to get out of the light just so I can see exactly where you're coming from, how far away you are, all that stuff but still be where you need me to be," he smiled at his own words and that oh-so-cute dimple showed itself.

"Now can you imagine the level of teddy-chucking if we were to suggest to the lighting crew they drop your spot by a few degrees just so I don't have to move a half-step this way or that, prima donnas all as they are, and while you guys were playing just now I think I worked out a better way of doing things. I'm only talking about a couple of the changes for now but if it works as well as I hope it will, then maybe we can use it for all of them."

"Show me."

"Ok, so normally you'd take off the one you've been using and hold the neck in your right hand just because the racks are to your right. I hold your next guitar by the body and neck like this."

He picked up my acoustic -- affectionately known as Abby - making sure the strap was to the back so I could lift it over my head with my left hand once I'd put down my previous instrument, it was obvious he wanted me to take Abby from him -- so I did. I hadn't noticed until I stepped forward just how close to his own body Nick was holding the guitar, by the time I'd passed the strap onto my shoulder I was close enough to be able to tell what after-shave he used -- CK1. He didn't immediately let go of my guitar,

"Sorry, shouldn't have stayed so close," he murmured, taking a half-step back.

As I had told Rob before, the level of flirting between me and Nick was growing exponentially and Rob kept encouraging me to test the waters to judge whether or not Nick really could be interested in getting together with the pair of us. The thing was, we still didn't know if Nick had ever indulged in threesomes, and if not would he want to try it with us. Seemed like I was about to find out.

"Don't be," I replied, "too bad Abby's in the way," I managed to utter, not with enough confidence I thought.