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Andy’s P.O.V.
“Andy, c’mon you know I’m right.” Ashley’s usually whiny sounding voice seemed even more ear spitting than usual.
“Ashley, for the love of God, will you stop?” I pleaded out of utter annoyance. “I told you, I’ll talk to him about it tonight.”
“You said that last time too, and what ended up happening?” he demanded. I groaned loudly and turned to look at him, arms crossed. I love Ash but for fucks sake, the man doesn’t know when to shut up sometimes.
“Well excuse me for wanting to talk and be intimate with my boyfriend without bringing up the elephant in room. Or rooms. Whatever, I didn’t feel like bringing it up.”
“Andy, I’m begging you, please talk to him about this.” He asked, following me from the galley back to the living area in the rear of the bus. Everyone else had gone out to lunch, but Ashley had insisted on staying behind for few minutes and bothering the hell out of me in the hopes of getting me to listen. Truth be told, I had a feeling he might be right. But one of the last things I wanted to do was talk about something as touchy and uncomfortable as this now, even though I knew it had to be done at some point.
“Look, I’ll talk to him, ok? But right now he’s going to be calling me any fucking minute. And no offence, but I don’t want you to be here when we talk.”
“Oooooh, things gunna get nasty again?” he asked with a teasing poke to the arm. Dammit, I never should’ve told him about that.
“No, nothing like that Purdy boy. We agreed that we should only really do that when at least one of us is in a hotel to minimize the risk of being caught.”
“So why the hell do I have to leave?” his whiny tone returned with a vengeance. “I wanna see the big guy.”
“Ashley, if you leave right now I’ll tell him you said hi, ok?”
“Hmmm” he gave me his thinking face for a minute before nodding. “Ok, fine.”
“Good.” I spun him around and placed my hands on his shoulders, pushing him out of the bus. “Thank you for the concern and I’ll be seeing you in an hour.”
“Can I just ask you one more thing?” he turned to me once I had him out the door. I gave him my ‘are you kidding me?’ look before speaking to him in my most sarcastic of tones.
“So long as your question doesn’t have the words ‘talk’ or ‘to’ or ‘him’ in that or any other order than sure, ask away.”
“What do you want for lunch?” he replied, making my face go blank for a minute before answering him.
“Oh. Bacon cheeseburger please. But nothing condiment wise besides ketchup, alright?”
“Now that I can do.” He flashed me a smile, then gave me a quick swat on the arm and headed off, like a form of a pep talk. I took a deep breath and made my way back to where I had my computer plugged in, getting myself comfortable with an extra blanket. I had told the rest of the guys that I couldn’t go to lunch because I had to have a meeting with my friend Richard Villa about helping him keep his studio open, when in reality it was a handy excuse to get some privacy with Austin. As for him I didn’t know how or if he was getting rid of them.
“Hey cutie.” I grinned down at him and half covered my face, something I had picked up from being around him.
“Hi.” He replied back. “What’s up with you?”
“Eh, not much really. Although there is something I wanna ask you about. If I don’t, Ashley will have my head.”
“Ashley’s dictating our relationship now?” he asked, laughing briefly.
“Hey, it’s what I get for opening up to him. Although he might have a point about this.”
Austin’s P.O.V.
“Although he might have a point about this.” He said somewhat confidently.
“Alright, well tell me what’s up and let me be the judge of that.” I spread myself out a bit more on the couch. I was in the back of my bus, everyone else out to dinner. I’d made an excuse to them that I wasn’t feeling too well and needed my rest, pressing Phil into service to get me something wherever they went. Andy’s gorgeous face had a slightly blue tinge to it from the natural lighting on his end.
“Ok, so basically Ashley keeps pushing me and saying that we should come out, y’know? Like we should make our relationships public and not have to worry about hiding it.”
“Oh….” I stared at the screen, taken aback by the suggestion. I had contemplated the thought to be sure, but not seriously. At least, not seriously enough to suggest it to him.
“You don’t look too thrilled at that idea.” He said after a moment. I focused in on his face once again and gave him something of a pleading look.
“Not that. I just don’t know if it’s the right time for us.”
“Thank God, someone with some sense.” He seemed relieved, sighing heavily.
“Wait, so you didn’t want to do that?”
“In all honesty? No, not right now. I think it’s too soon after my breakup with Juliet and I know that your dad might well flip the hell out if he hears that his son is gay through twitter of all places”
“You make two very good points.” I agreed. I had seen just scrolling through tumblr a few times that her fans could be brutal to haters. I couldn’t begin to imagine what they would say about me. ”So…is that it?”
“Well, yeah, I’m done with that item on the agenda. That was actually pretty painless.”
“Oh why don’t you just marry the fucking guy already?” A voice called loudly, making me nearly fall off of my seat. After a split second, the door burst open to reveal the identity of the screamer, who was nobody other than Alan. “Why don’t you, huh? Just fucking run back to California already and elope or some shit.”
“W-What the fuck are you doing here?” I asked, putting my computer down on the sofa and sitting up. “Aren’t you supposed to be hanging out with the rest of the guys? And why the hell were you eavesdropping on my conversation?”
“I wasn’t trying to Austin.” He said in an incredibly bitchy tone that had me wanting to smack him. “But why do you even fucking bother trying to keep anything a secret? You guys are fucking like rabbits anyway.”
“Excuse me” I got to my feet, indignance rising in my throat. “But who the hell are you to tell me about my sex life? You don’t have anything to do with it you dick.”
“Don’t call me a dick!” he shot back, acting offended and only further angering me.
“You’re the one acting like a dick! For fucks sake Alan, you’re not even supposed to be here right now! If I want to have a private conversation with my boyfriend about /our/ relationship, then I fucking will.”
“Oh yeah?” We were both yelling now, and I could tell he was cracking under the pressure. “W-Well maybe if I wanna quit the band then I fucking will too!”
“The fuck did you just say to me?” I asked in shocked anger, grabbing him by the shirt. That earned me a smack to the face, getting me to release him before I could possibly hurt him.
“You heard me Austin, just as clearly as I heard you tell Andy-“
“You fucking leave Andy out of this!” I cut off, shoving him against the wall. “You wanna quit?! You wanna fucking quit the band that we worked so fucking hard to get back? Well go ahead Alan, but you have to tell everyone that the only reason you’re leaving is because you’re a petty, insulant bitch! You wanna fucking tell people that?”
“I-I…” he stammered, looking up at me. He was pained, obviously, but there was something else there too that I couldn’t quite make out. “No, that’s not what I want.” His voice softened, any macho bravado gone.
“That’s not what I fucking want either. Now get the hell out of here before I get any angrier with you than I already am.”
“Just….” He caught my eye for only a moment. “Sorry.” Was his last word to me before walking out quickly. My breath returned to normal as the situation settled around me, the tension ebbing away. I had become so wrapped up in myself for a moment that I forgot Andy was still there, almost leaping out of my skin when he spoke up.
“Austin?”
“Yeah, sorry.” I turned back to him, lowering myself back into my position and pulling the computer into my lap. “That uh… that got a little out of hand.”
“Yeah.” His voice was soft. “I didn’t realize things had been so bad with you guys.”
“Honestly, it hasn’t been.” I admitted. “We haven’t been talking, but our live show has been the same quality as usual. That was the most interaction we’ve had the entire time we’ve been out.”
“Doesn’t that make things tense?”
“I don’t think so. But if it’s made things tense for anyone else, they haven’t said anything.”
“You guys should talk.” He suggested, rolling his lip between his teeth.
“There’s nothing to talk about with him babe. He doesn’t have the decency to respect us as a couple and I’m not going to put up with someone who treats either of us like that. I don’t give a shit if he is, how did you say it, on the bad end of a broken heart? If he’s going to act like a childish idiot I’ll treat him like one.”
“Don’t you miss him though?” he questioned innocently. “I mean, he is your best friend, even if you two are going through a rough spot.”
“I do miss him Ands, but like I said, I won’t tolerate someone who doesn’t respect us. If he wants to hurt you, then he’s hurting us both.”
“Alright, well if you take nothing else away from this, just talk to him when he gets back later. Can you do that for me?”
“I guess so.” I said with a slight pout.
“Hey, don’t be so blue honey. C’mon, let’s talk about something else.”
********
I did talk to him when he came back that night. We had some brief ‘I’m sorry’s” before going our separate ways once again.
For about a week, things went back to the way they had been the majority of the tour. I was glad for it, don’t get me wrong, but I was getting a bit tired of having to hide my relationship with Andy from my best friends. I wasn’t sure what I should do, since I knew they could be a little bit….shall we go with chatty. Of course that lead into that old adage about three people being able to keep a secret if two are dead, which just served to make me more nervous.
I was relieved when I had the bus to myself again, using the same excuse about not feeling well. Of course, it’s not like I was lying. I was feeling a bit off that day, though that had less to do with my intestines and more with the fact that I’d been wearing a plug the entire day. I wasn’t used to wearing a plug. Not in the slightest. We’d toyed with it, sure, but never for an entire day. Which was why I was beyond relieved when I got connected with Andy after everyone left to go get dinner this time. I’d played the entire show with the plug in, hopefully without anyone noticing. Granted it was small, but it was enough to have me on edge the entire time.
“You seem to be eager.” He chuckled when he saw my face. I normally would’ve blushed, but I was in too close to care
“Please Andy, I’m in need here.”
“I know baby.” He laughed. “Do you have that dildo I gave you before tour?”
“Oh….uh, yeah, I do.”
“Go get it baby, you’re going to need it for this.” He said with a sadistic grin. I didn’t dare wait, dashing away and coming back with it. I didn’t hesitate either when he told me to take off my pants, not daring to let him down with this much of an orgasm at stake. He was pleased by this, and he told me so before going on. “Alright, now turn around.” And I did. “Now bend over.” And I did. “And take out that plug.” And I did. With shaking fingers, I removed the plug that had been loosening me all day and felt my gaping hole staring back at him. My face went red when I heard a quiet chuckle come from the computer behind me, feeling something along the lines of humiliation. Good humiliation though.
“I-Is it big enough?” I asked, trying to look over my shoulder at him.
“Yes, it is, now turn back around and show some dignity.”
“You know you took all of that from me.” Was my reply once I turned for him.
“I know my pet. Now get your toy and sit down.” And of course I did, my stomach in knots as I lowered myself so I was sat in front of him and he could see me clearly. “Now get that toy inside you, my little fuckslut. And don’t bother with any lube, I know you don’t need it.”
I chewed my lip as he spoke, only getting more turned on with every passing word. I raised myself onto my knees and hovered over the slim toy. When he gave the command, I lowered myself around the toy, then let out a quiet, pleasured groan. “Please’ I begged. “Please oh please, allow me to cum. I have a need.”
“Oh you can cum alright.” He said with a mildly evil tone, sending a zing down my spine and into my crotch, further intensifying the burning desire.
“W-What’s that mean?” I panted, breath already coming in quick pants.
“It means that I want you to cum, and then I want you to do it again and again and again.”
“W-What?!” I asked, eyes blown wide. “Four times?!”
“Maybe more if I think you can handle it. Now stroke for me my precious slut.”
“I-I…” I tried to protest, but I knew it was no use, I wrapped a hand around my length and began stroking, head falling back in ecstasy. The first orgasm was easy enough since I was halfway there when I started. Even the second one, my white seed spilling over the side of my fist in a small river, wasn’t that hard to get. It was once I got to the third that I began having a problem. I tried to slow, not wanting to overstimulate myself and lose my ability to orgasm for the night.
“Please…” I looked at him in desperation. “I-It’s too much, I’m gunna crack.”
“Keep going. But slowly.” Was his only response. I took a deep, steadying breath and continued on.
“I-I can’t, Andy…”
“Hey, Austin don’t you-“
“Austin?” a voice interrupted, the door creaking open. I half screamed, searching frantically for a moment before pulling the spare blanket over my waist. My mind was flying in circles as I tried to collect myself, breath still coming in hard pants. When the door finally opened, I stared back in embarrassment at Phil. His features twisted into shock, jaw practically dropping.
“Phil, please-“
“Oh my god, Austin! Dude!?”
“Listen, it’s not what it looks like.” I stopped him, getting to my feet and almost falling when my weak, jelly like legs crumbled. I had to grab onto the wall to support myself as I spoke. “Phil, just hear me out.”
“Yeah dude, it’s not what it looks like.” Andy chipped in. My dark skinned friend stared at me in disbelief and pushed past me to my computer. I grabbed helplessly at the back of his shirt, hoping to stop him to no avail.
“Oh my fucking god.” He almost yelled. “Andy?! What the hell are you doing here?”
“Dude, would you please?” I spoke up once again, pushing my computer away with one hand while still keeping an iron grip on the blanket. The vibrating in my ass made me that much more uncomfortable as I looked him in the eye, my face crimson. “C’mon, this is-“
“So this is what you’ve been hiding from us?” He asked, emphasizing the second word and staring at me in a more muted disbelief. I sighed, letting go of the computer and pushing my hair out of my face.
“Yes, this is what I’ve been hiding. I’m sorry I couldn’t be more honest with you guys but we’ve been trying to keep this a secret. We don’t want this getting out just yet.”
“So….ok wow.” He had now calmed but still looked shocked. “Dude, this is a lot. How long has this been going on?”
“Since Warped Tour.” Andy replied from his place beneath us on the sofa.
“Warped Tour!?”
“I know, I know.” I held up a hand to try and calm him down. “Look, dude just please, do not tell anyone about this. We’re not ready and we just want to be with each other a little while longer before we take that big of a step.” I added with wide, pleading eyes. He looked from me, down to the computer screen where Andy was, then returned his focus to me.
“Alright, I’ll keep your secret man.”
“Really?” I asked, grinning at him.
“Yeah, I will, just please be more careful.”
“Oh thank you Phil, this means the world to me.” I threw my arms around him and hugged him tight.
“Woah! Dude, your blanket.”
“Dammit.” I pulled it back up after momentarily exposing myself. “Right, sorry.”
“Yeah….I’m gunna go.” He told me in an awkward tone. “You guys just…..yeah, seeya.” He backed out of the room and shut the door, which was soon followed by the sound of his footsteps frantically jogging out of the bus. I took a deep slow breath before sitting down with him again.
“Welp, I think that’s enough of that for one day.” Andy spoke before giving a soft chuckle. “What do you say?”
“I say I couldn’t have less of a boner after that.”
“Got that right.” He nodded. I reached behind myself and pulled out the toy, then tossed it off the side with a heavy sigh. Only did I look up when I heard a slight laugh coming from my companion on the computer.
“What?” I asked, head tilting.
“Y-You” he giggled again. “You got caught with a vibrator up your butt.”
“What?” I tilted my head at him, only getting another laugh.
“Y-You got caught with a toy up your butt. And you got caught masturbating by one of your friends. And you had to try and defend yourself with a boner.”
“Shut up.” I tittered, waving him off. That melodious flow to his laughter was all it took to get me to laugh, grinning down at him. “I mean it, it wasn’t that funny.”
“Yes it was!” he shot back between fits of laughter. “That was fucking hilarious!”
“Ok, maybe it was….” I cut off when I took a look at his face, which was now cherry red and stretching into a huge grin. I fell into a mess of laughter, doubling over as his cries of joy only became louder and higher until only silent laughs escaped us. It took me a few minutes until either of us calmed to the point of talking. I was glad to have Andy like this. Instead of panicking and freaking about something like this, we could laugh about it. Gone was the emotional red tape that had accompanied a good chunk of our relationship, leaving us now with pure spark and affection for one another.
Though I wasn’t about to admit this to Andy, I couldn’t keep myself from wondering how long we could keep this up. Half of my band already knew and at least one person in Andy’s did too. I didn’t expect us to last too much longer, but I still held out hope that we might be able to.

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Andy’s P.O.V.
“Andy, c’mon you know I’m right.” Ashley’s usually whiny sounding voice seemed even more ear spitting than usual.
“Ashley, for the love of God, will you stop?” I pleaded out of utter annoyance. “I told you, I’ll talk to him about it tonight.”
“You said that last time too, and what ended up happening?” he demanded. I groaned loudly and turned to look at him, arms crossed. I love Ash but for fucks sake, the man doesn’t know when to shut up sometimes.
“Well excuse me for wanting to talk and be intimate with my boyfriend without bringing up the elephant in room. Or rooms. Whatever, I didn’t feel like bringing it up.”
“Andy, I’m begging you, please talk to him about this.” He asked, following me from the galley back to the living area in the rear of the bus. Everyone else had gone out to lunch, but Ashley had insisted on staying behind for few minutes and bothering the hell out of me in the hopes of getting me to listen. Truth be told, I had a feeling he might be right. But one of the last things I wanted to do was talk about something as touchy and uncomfortable as this now, even though I knew it had to be done at some point.
“Look, I’ll talk to him, ok? But right now he’s going to be calling me any fucking minute. And no offence, but I don’t want you to be here when we talk.”
“Oooooh, things gunna get nasty again?” he asked with a teasing poke to the arm. Dammit, I never should’ve told him about that.
“No, nothing like that Purdy boy. We agreed that we should only really do that when at least one of us is in a hotel to minimize the risk of being caught.”
“So why the hell do I have to leave?” his whiny tone returned with a vengeance. “I wanna see the big guy.”
“Ashley, if you leave right now I’ll tell him you said hi, ok?”
“Hmmm” he gave me his thinking face for a minute before nodding. “Ok, fine.”
“Good.” I spun him around and placed my hands on his shoulders, pushing him out of the bus. “Thank you for the concern and I’ll be seeing you in an hour.”
“Can I just ask you one more thing?” he turned to me once I had him out the door. I gave him my ‘are you kidding me?’ look before speaking to him in my most sarcastic of tones.
“So long as your question doesn’t have the words ‘talk’ or ‘to’ or ‘him’ in that or any other order than sure, ask away.”
“What do you want for lunch?” he replied, making my face go blank for a minute before answering him.
“Oh. Bacon cheeseburger please. But nothing condiment wise besides ketchup, alright?”
“Now that I can do.” He flashed me a smile, then gave me a quick swat on the arm and headed off, like a form of a pep talk. I took a deep breath and made my way back to where I had my computer plugged in, getting myself comfortable with an extra blanket. I had told the rest of the guys that I couldn’t go to lunch because I had to have a meeting with my friend Richard Villa about helping him keep his studio open, when in reality it was a handy excuse to get some privacy with Austin. As for him I didn’t know how or if he was getting rid of them.
“Hey cutie.” I grinned down at him and half covered my face, something I had picked up from being around him.
“Hi.” He replied back. “What’s up with you?”
“Eh, not much really. Although there is something I wanna ask you about. If I don’t, Ashley will have my head.”
“Ashley’s dictating our relationship now?” he asked, laughing briefly.
“Hey, it’s what I get for opening up to him. Although he might have a point about this.”
Austin’s P.O.V.
“Although he might have a point about this.” He said somewhat confidently.
“Alright, well tell me what’s up and let me be the judge of that.” I spread myself out a bit more on the couch. I was in the back of my bus, everyone else out to dinner. I’d made an excuse to them that I wasn’t feeling too well and needed my rest, pressing Phil into service to get me something wherever they went. Andy’s gorgeous face had a slightly blue tinge to it from the natural lighting on his end.
“Ok, so basically Ashley keeps pushing me and saying that we should come out, y’know? Like we should make our relationships public and not have to worry about hiding it.”
“Oh….” I stared at the screen, taken aback by the suggestion. I had contemplated the thought to be sure, but not seriously. At least, not seriously enough to suggest it to him.
“You don’t look too thrilled at that idea.” He said after a moment. I focused in on his face once again and gave him something of a pleading look.
“Not that. I just don’t know if it’s the right time for us.”
“Thank God, someone with some sense.” He seemed relieved, sighing heavily.
“Wait, so you didn’t want to do that?”
“In all honesty? No, not right now. I think it’s too soon after my breakup with Juliet and I know that your dad might well flip the hell out if he hears that his son is gay through twitter of all places”
“You make two very good points.” I agreed. I had seen just scrolling through tumblr a few times that her fans could be brutal to haters. I couldn’t begin to imagine what they would say about me. ”So…is that it?”
“Well, yeah, I’m done with that item on the agenda. That was actually pretty painless.”
“Oh why don’t you just marry the fucking guy already?” A voice called loudly, making me nearly fall off of my seat. After a split second, the door burst open to reveal the identity of the screamer, who was nobody other than Alan. “Why don’t you, huh? Just fucking run back to California already and elope or some shit.”
“W-What the fuck are you doing here?” I asked, putting my computer down on the sofa and sitting up. “Aren’t you supposed to be hanging out with the rest of the guys? And why the hell were you eavesdropping on my conversation?”
“I wasn’t trying to Austin.” He said in an incredibly bitchy tone that had me wanting to smack him. “But why do you even fucking bother trying to keep anything a secret? You guys are fucking like rabbits anyway.”
“Excuse me” I got to my feet, indignance rising in my throat. “But who the hell are you to tell me about my sex life? You don’t have anything to do with it you dick.”
“Don’t call me a dick!” he shot back, acting offended and only further angering me.
“You’re the one acting like a dick! For fucks sake Alan, you’re not even supposed to be here right now! If I want to have a private conversation with my boyfriend about /our/ relationship, then I fucking will.”
“Oh yeah?” We were both yelling now, and I could tell he was cracking under the pressure. “W-Well maybe if I wanna quit the band then I fucking will too!”
“The fuck did you just say to me?” I asked in shocked anger, grabbing him by the shirt. That earned me a smack to the face, getting me to release him before I could possibly hurt him.
“You heard me Austin, just as clearly as I heard you tell Andy-“
“You fucking leave Andy out of this!” I cut off, shoving him against the wall. “You wanna quit?! You wanna fucking quit the band that we worked so fucking hard to get back? Well go ahead Alan, but you have to tell everyone that the only reason you’re leaving is because you’re a petty, insulant bitch! You wanna fucking tell people that?”
“I-I…” he stammered, looking up at me. He was pained, obviously, but there was something else there too that I couldn’t quite make out. “No, that’s not what I want.” His voice softened, any macho bravado gone.
“That’s not what I fucking want either. Now get the hell out of here before I get any angrier with you than I already am.”
“Just….” He caught my eye for only a moment. “Sorry.” Was his last word to me before walking out quickly. My breath returned to normal as the situation settled around me, the tension ebbing away. I had become so wrapped up in myself for a moment that I forgot Andy was still there, almost leaping out of my skin when he spoke up.
“Austin?”
“Yeah, sorry.” I turned back to him, lowering myself back into my position and pulling the computer into my lap. “That uh… that got a little out of hand.”
“Yeah.” His voice was soft. “I didn’t realize things had been so bad with you guys.”
“Honestly, it hasn’t been.” I admitted. “We haven’t been talking, but our live show has been the same quality as usual. That was the most interaction we’ve had the entire time we’ve been out.”
“Doesn’t that make things tense?”
“I don’t think so. But if it’s made things tense for anyone else, they haven’t said anything.”
“You guys should talk.” He suggested, rolling his lip between his teeth.
“There’s nothing to talk about with him babe. He doesn’t have the decency to respect us as a couple and I’m not going to put up with someone who treats either of us like that. I don’t give a shit if he is, how did you say it, on the bad end of a broken heart? If he’s going to act like a childish idiot I’ll treat him like one.”
“Don’t you miss him though?” he questioned innocently. “I mean, he is your best friend, even if you two are going through a rough spot.”
“I do miss him Ands, but like I said, I won’t tolerate someone who doesn’t respect us. If he wants to hurt you, then he’s hurting us both.”
“Alright, well if you take nothing else away from this, just talk to him when he gets back later. Can you do that for me?”
“I guess so.” I said with a slight pout.
“Hey, don’t be so blue honey. C’mon, let’s talk about something else.”
********
I did talk to him when he came back that night. We had some brief ‘I’m sorry’s” before going our separate ways once again.
For about a week, things went back to the way they had been the majority of the tour. I was glad for it, don’t get me wrong, but I was getting a bit tired of having to hide my relationship with Andy from my best friends. I wasn’t sure what I should do, since I knew they could be a little bit….shall we go with chatty. Of course that lead into that old adage about three people being able to keep a secret if two are dead, which just served to make me more nervous.
I was relieved when I had the bus to myself again, using the same excuse about not feeling well. Of course, it’s not like I was lying. I was feeling a bit off that day, though that had less to do with my intestines and more with the fact that I’d been wearing a plug the entire day. I wasn’t used to wearing a plug. Not in the slightest. We’d toyed with it, sure, but never for an entire day. Which was why I was beyond relieved when I got connected with Andy after everyone left to go get dinner this time. I’d played the entire show with the plug in, hopefully without anyone noticing. Granted it was small, but it was enough to have me on edge the entire time.
“You seem to be eager.” He chuckled when he saw my face. I normally would’ve blushed, but I was in too close to care
“Please Andy, I’m in need here.”
“I know baby.” He laughed. “Do you have that dildo I gave you before tour?”
“Oh….uh, yeah, I do.”
“Go get it baby, you’re going to need it for this.” He said with a sadistic grin. I didn’t dare wait, dashing away and coming back with it. I didn’t hesitate either when he told me to take off my pants, not daring to let him down with this much of an orgasm at stake. He was pleased by this, and he told me so before going on. “Alright, now turn around.” And I did. “Now bend over.” And I did. “And take out that plug.” And I did. With shaking fingers, I removed the plug that had been loosening me all day and felt my gaping hole staring back at him. My face went red when I heard a quiet chuckle come from the computer behind me, feeling something along the lines of humiliation. Good humiliation though.
“I-Is it big enough?” I asked, trying to look over my shoulder at him.
“Yes, it is, now turn back around and show some dignity.”
“You know you took all of that from me.” Was my reply once I turned for him.
“I know my pet. Now get your toy and sit down.” And of course I did, my stomach in knots as I lowered myself so I was sat in front of him and he could see me clearly. “Now get that toy inside you, my little fuckslut. And don’t bother with any lube, I know you don’t need it.”
I chewed my lip as he spoke, only getting more turned on with every passing word. I raised myself onto my knees and hovered over the slim toy. When he gave the command, I lowered myself around the toy, then let out a quiet, pleasured groan. “Please’ I begged. “Please oh please, allow me to cum. I have a need.”
“Oh you can cum alright.” He said with a mildly evil tone, sending a zing down my spine and into my crotch, further intensifying the burning desire.
“W-What’s that mean?” I panted, breath already coming in quick pants.
“It means that I want you to cum, and then I want you to do it again and again and again.”
“W-What?!” I asked, eyes blown wide. “Four times?!”
“Maybe more if I think you can handle it. Now stroke for me my precious slut.”
“I-I…” I tried to protest, but I knew it was no use, I wrapped a hand around my length and began stroking, head falling back in ecstasy. The first orgasm was easy enough since I was halfway there when I started. Even the second one, my white seed spilling over the side of my fist in a small river, wasn’t that hard to get. It was once I got to the third that I began having a problem. I tried to slow, not wanting to overstimulate myself and lose my ability to orgasm for the night.
“Please…” I looked at him in desperation. “I-It’s too much, I’m gunna crack.”
“Keep going. But slowly.” Was his only response. I took a deep, steadying breath and continued on.
“I-I can’t, Andy…”
“Hey, Austin don’t you-“
“Austin?” a voice interrupted, the door creaking open. I half screamed, searching frantically for a moment before pulling the spare blanket over my waist. My mind was flying in circles as I tried to collect myself, breath still coming in hard pants. When the door finally opened, I stared back in embarrassment at Phil. His features twisted into shock, jaw practically dropping.
“Phil, please-“
“Oh my god, Austin! Dude!?”
“Listen, it’s not what it looks like.” I stopped him, getting to my feet and almost falling when my weak, jelly like legs crumbled. I had to grab onto the wall to support myself as I spoke. “Phil, just hear me out.”
“Yeah dude, it’s not what it looks like.” Andy chipped in. My dark skinned friend stared at me in disbelief and pushed past me to my computer. I grabbed helplessly at the back of his shirt, hoping to stop him to no avail.
“Oh my fucking god.” He almost yelled. “Andy?! What the hell are you doing here?”
“Dude, would you please?” I spoke up once again, pushing my computer away with one hand while still keeping an iron grip on the blanket. The vibrating in my ass made me that much more uncomfortable as I looked him in the eye, my face crimson. “C’mon, this is-“
“So this is what you’ve been hiding from us?” He asked, emphasizing the second word and staring at me in a more muted disbelief. I sighed, letting go of the computer and pushing my hair out of my face.
“Yes, this is what I’ve been hiding. I’m sorry I couldn’t be more honest with you guys but we’ve been trying to keep this a secret. We don’t want this getting out just yet.”
“So….ok wow.” He had now calmed but still looked shocked. “Dude, this is a lot. How long has this been going on?”
“Since Warped Tour.” Andy replied from his place beneath us on the sofa.
“Warped Tour!?”
“I know, I know.” I held up a hand to try and calm him down. “Look, dude just please, do not tell anyone about this. We’re not ready and we just want to be with each other a little while longer before we take that big of a step.” I added with wide, pleading eyes. He looked from me, down to the computer screen where Andy was, then returned his focus to me.
“Alright, I’ll keep your secret man.”
“Really?” I asked, grinning at him.
“Yeah, I will, just please be more careful.”
“Oh thank you Phil, this means the world to me.” I threw my arms around him and hugged him tight.
“Woah! Dude, your blanket.”
“Dammit.” I pulled it back up after momentarily exposing myself. “Right, sorry.”
“Yeah….I’m gunna go.” He told me in an awkward tone. “You guys just…..yeah, seeya.” He backed out of the room and shut the door, which was soon followed by the sound of his footsteps frantically jogging out of the bus. I took a deep slow breath before sitting down with him again.
“Welp, I think that’s enough of that for one day.” Andy spoke before giving a soft chuckle. “What do you say?”
“I say I couldn’t have less of a boner after that.”
“Got that right.” He nodded. I reached behind myself and pulled out the toy, then tossed it off the side with a heavy sigh. Only did I look up when I heard a slight laugh coming from my companion on the computer.
“What?” I asked, head tilting.
“Y-You” he giggled again. “You got caught with a vibrator up your butt.”
“What?” I tilted my head at him, only getting another laugh.
“Y-You got caught with a toy up your butt. And you got caught masturbating by one of your friends. And you had to try and defend yourself with a boner.”
“Shut up.” I tittered, waving him off. That melodious flow to his laughter was all it took to get me to laugh, grinning down at him. “I mean it, it wasn’t that funny.”
“Yes it was!” he shot back between fits of laughter. “That was fucking hilarious!”
“Ok, maybe it was….” I cut off when I took a look at his face, which was now cherry red and stretching into a huge grin. I fell into a mess of laughter, doubling over as his cries of joy only became louder and higher until only silent laughs escaped us. It took me a few minutes until either of us calmed to the point of talking. I was glad to have Andy like this. Instead of panicking and freaking about something like this, we could laugh about it. Gone was the emotional red tape that had accompanied a good chunk of our relationship, leaving us now with pure spark and affection for one another.
Though I wasn’t about to admit this to Andy, I couldn’t keep myself from wondering how long we could keep this up. Half of my band already knew and at least one person in Andy’s did too. I didn’t expect us to last too much longer, but I still held out hope that we might be able to.