Somehow they managed to keep the peace between them for another couple of weeks. The day of Brian’s birthday arrived, and AJ had plans. They had a show that night in Denver, Colorado and they had to leave first thing in the morning the next day for Vancouver, BC. It was a twenty-three hour bus ride straight through. With pit stops and driver changes it would be about twenty-five to twenty-six. That would give them plenty of time to play on the bus, or sleep if needed. But this night after the show, AJ didn’t intend to celebrate Brian’s birthday by sleeping.
He’d visited a special store in their last city without anyone, including security, being any the wiser. It had taken some planning, a clever disguise, and an insane amount of luck. But he had the stuff he needed hidden in his duffel bag that would guarantee a night that Brian would never forget.
They had discussed Brian’s little fantasy more than once since that afternoon that he had taken AJ so forcefully on the bus. AJ had described for him, in little ways, how it could be. When they were together in bed and Brian was quivering underneath him, AJ would bend down and whisper in his ear, telling him exactly what he’d do to him if they decided to play the little S & M game. Just hearing about it triggered some of the biggest orgasms for Brian. As did hearing what he could do to AJ if the roles were reversed. The both of them liked the thought of dominating and being dominated.
These thoughts stayed with AJ all afternoon long, making him smile at the most random moments. The whole group of them was hanging out, having an easy afternoon at a gymnasium they had rented specifically to celebrate Brian’s birthday. The guys were planning on playing basketball, volleyball, and all sorts of games until it came time to get ready for the show. Outside the gym, in the enclosed football field, lunch was being set up.
Knowing his lack of skills at sports, AJ willingly offered to referee the matches. That would not only keep him out of the game, but keep the teams even as well. The teams were split so that it was Brian and Howie against Kevin and Nick. One great player on each team and one ok player on each team.
Much to his surprise, AJ found himself enjoying being the ref. As the basketball game progressed, Brian’s team was slowly winning. Naturally this drove Nick insane and had him trying harder and harder. There were plenty of fouls, and each time he gleefully called one, whoever it was against would naturally argue with him.
When AJ caught Brian fouling against Nick for the millionth time he called the foul and awarded Nick a free throw shot. Almost instantly Brian spun toward him. “Bull!” he called out loudly. “That wasn’t a foul! I didn’t touch the kid!”
“Ah, ah! I’m the ref, I call the fouls.” AJ answered cheerfully. He grinned as he rocked on his heels. “Suck it up, Littrell.”
“Shove it, Mclean!”
AJ wiggled his eyebrows and waved a finger at him. “Now, play nicely.”
The others laughed as Brian moved to let Nick take his shot, grumbling the whole time. But all in all they had a blast with the game. Brian’s team won. Once that game was done the food was set up and ready and they moved outside to grab a bite to eat. Other members of their crew had shown up by then, so the outside field was packed full of people.
Once he had a burger on his plate and a mound of chips, AJ moved to an empty part of the grass where he could watch everyone and folded himself down to the ground. Thank God most all of his aches were gone by now. He and Brian hadn’t physically fought in a while. The other marks on his skin, now, those he didn’t mind. Sometimes Brian’s nails just left little welts in his skin; other times there were actual scratches. AJ knew he had a few little bruises that would perfectly fit the shape of Brian’s mouth. When they were in positions that prevented him from keeping Brian’s mouth covered so he wouldn’t scream out his orgasm then Brian would bite wherever he could to keep that scream quiet. AJ never minded.
God, Brian was proving to be the perfect partner in bed. How laughable it was to think that he had once called him Saint Littrell! That man was a freak! The things he liked to do, and have done to him…AJ shivered in the cool February air.
“You should of brought a jacket.” Teased Howie’s familiar voice as he took a seat next to AJ on the grass. He was smiling as he settled down, deliberately adjusting his own coat. AJ looked down at his own jeans, torn at the knees, and the simple long sleeved black shirt he had on before he shrugged. “Meh, I’ll warm up when we get back inside.”
“You’d think someone as skinny as you would learn to carry a coat all the time. I doubt you stay warm, ever.”
“Shove it, Howard. I’m not that skinny.”
“I bet my hands could fit almost around your waist!”
That teasing remark had AJ’s mind going in a totally different direction. His eyes drifted over to where Brian was standing with Nick, laughing over something. Images of the night before popped into his mind, making him shiver again. Brian’s hands fit just right on his hips. He could remember how they had felt there, like fire against his skin, holding him in place as he’d been bent over the coffee table…
“Hello! Earth to J. Come in AJ.” Howie waved a hand in front of his face teasingly. Snapped out of his memories, AJ dropped his gaze to his burger. That just made Howie laugh. “You better be careful if you don’t want the others to know what’s going on. You keep watching him like that you’ll get yourself in trouble.”
“Like what?” AJ asked defensively. He picked up his burger and bit off a bite, making sure to turn his head toward Howie so that he couldn’t watch Brian anymore. It was making him hungry for something other than food.
Quirking his eyebrow, Howie took a sip off his drink. “Like you want to go take a bite out of him, not your burger.”
Unable to help himself, AJ laughed. His best friend knew him well. “I can’t help it. You know me, D. I’m insatiable. Plus, he’s just so, tasty.”
“That is not something I needed to know, J. Ew.”
“Well, you brought it up.”
The two fell silent as they ate. Once Howie was done he put his napkin on his plate and prepared to get up. Before he had even stood up he stopped himself and looked around before looking at AJ. Something on his face had AJ watching him curiously.
“I just wanted to say that maybe I was wrong, Age.” Howie said softly. He looked around again, then looked back at AJ, smiling. “Maybe things have changed. Maybe he has. You’re starting to become so happy. I think it’s great, and I think he’s good for you. But he’s right. You need to tell him or you two will never make it anywhere. There has to be trust.”
Here, with Howie, it was safe to be honest. Even when he wasn’t always honest with himself he could always be honest to Howie. “I know. Eventually I’ll have to tell him. But not today. Not for a little while, I think. Just once in my life I want to enjoy something good. That way if things fuck up, I’ll at least have a good memory.”
Howie finished climbing to his feet and bent to kiss the top of AJ’s head before he left to throw his paper plate away.
His aloneness barely lasted a few minutes before another body dropped down beside him. Before he even turned, AJ knew who it was. It was obvious by the very physical reaction that his body gave. Before he could say anything, though, something heavy was being draped over his shoulders, startling him. He looked down at himself to see that a coat had been placed over his shoulders, sheltering him in its warmth. Amused chocolate eyes turned to lock with amused blue eyes. “You forgot a coat, again.” Brian teased him.
“Yeah, yeah, I heard it all from Howie already. Skinny, blah, blah. No body heat. Wear a coat. Blah. Blah. But you didn’t have to come give me yours.”
“Shut up, J. Wear the thing and be warm. I’m playing games, keeping my blood pumping. This was a great gift you guys gave me. I miss being able to play around like this.”
Neither of them noticed any of the eyes that were cautiously watching them, waiting to see what they would do. They had no idea that Kevin was busy thinking how well they were acting out their parts in public, and how he hated that management was forcing them to do this.
AJ flashed a grin at Brian. “Wasn’t me, Littrell. I didn’t have any part of this. My present for you comes later.” The sensual promise in those words was easy to hear. It was enough that it had Brian hissing slightly and his eyes going wide for a second before he controlled them. “Later, huh?”
“Yep, so keep your schedule free after the show. No bar hopping for you, if the guys ask you. You’re mine for the night.” He wasn’t going to tell Brian everything; that wouldn’t be as fun. No, it was more fun to let his imagination run wild and build that passion up through the entire evening.
“What’re you planning, AJ?”
With one final grin, AJ shifted to a squatting position like he was about to stand. But he paused, turning his head to look behind him so that no one else could even read on his lips the words he spoke softly, teasingly, to Brian. “I’m making a fantasy of yours come true, baby. Just remember one thing for me.”
“What?” Brian asked huskily, a shiver running through him.
“Remember your code words.”
With that he rose completely to his feet and moved off through the crowd.
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All afternoon and evening long, Brian found himself thinking about what AJ had said. Even when he tried to put it out of his mind he couldn’t quite seem to do it. It kept coming back, making him shiver. Could AJ really mean to do what Brian thought he was going to do? Making a fantasy come true. That, and the comment about the code words, told Brian a general idea of what would happen. That, combined with the things AJ whispered to him when they were together, the things he said he would do, were enough to have Brian fighting to keep his body from showing a reaction for the rest of the day.
The show couldn’t end fast enough.
For the first time, ever, Brian found himself praying for the concert to end faster. There was nothing he wanted more than to get back to the hotel room and have AJ fulfill that sensual promise he had made. What was worse was that AJ kept flashing him knowing looks all evening, when no one else was paying attention. By the time they finally headed back to the hotel he felt like he was going to explode.
AJ and Howie disappeared inside the hotel first. But Brian stayed, signing a few autographs with his cousin and his best friend before they went inside. It wasn’t until they were in the elevator that Kevin put an arm around Brian and grinned at him. “So, what do you say, cos? Should we go out, party, and find you some fun out there?”
“Hell yeah!” Nick echoed.
A blush stained Brian’s cheeks for just a moment. “I uh, I’m not really up for that, guys.” He stammered out. What on earth was he going to tell them? “You know I’m not big on the clubbing scene.”
“But it’s your birthday, Frick! We gotta do something!” Nick insisted loudly.
The elevator dinged and opened its doors, letting them out. Surprisingly, it was Kevin who was smiling now. “Let the kid alone, Carter.” Kevin spoke in that deep voice of his, laced heavy with amusement. “I have a feeling Brian’s been holding out on us. Him and his girl must be getting serious. If I know him, he’ll spend al night on the phone with her.” Before Brian could even respond, Kevin turned and slung an arm around Nick’s shoulders. “Come on, we’ll grab D and head to the after party. I bet D’s setting AJ up in his room for the night to give Bri some privacy. We should do the same.”
With that, the two left. Brian stared after them, amazed at how easy that had been. Amazed also that their friends would be gone. Was that a coincidence? He didn’t think so. With suddenly trembling hands, Brian opened the door to his hotel room and stepped inside. Everything was pitch black. As the door shut he tried the light switch, but nothing turned on.
He took a couple steps into the room and suddenly there was a sound, and a flame came into view. Blinking at the sudden light, it took him a moment to realize that it was AJ, lighting a candle. “Go latch the door.” That raspy voice told him. There was passion in there, and a steel that thrilled a small part of Brian.
He couldn’t move for a minute. All he could do was stare at his lover as he lit the next candle, the soft glow showing him clearly. Oh sweet God. Brian felt all the blood in his head rush straight down to his loins. AJ was wearing the outfit that he knew drove Brian crazy. It was one of the on stage outfits, and it never failed to turn Brian on. Leather pants, minus the usual shoes that went with it; he wore a simple black wife beater top; on his wrists was the usual assortment of bracelets that he wore. He even had in his earrings, his lip ring, and his nose ring.
The look on AJ’s face was hard when he turned his head. “Did I not make myself clear? Latch the door.” He said roughly.
Brian found himself moving to obey before he even thought. His hands were trembling as he reached up and flipped the latch on the door. Oh God, they were really going to do it. AJ was going to give him his fantasy, the one he’d been dreaming of since he’d taken AJ so roughly that day on the bus. He was going to get to be the submissive, giving up his control for a night, being totally dominated by AJ. Just thinking of it had him rock hard.
On silent feet he padded back to the bedroom area. Several candles were now lit, giving the room a sensual look. AJ stood between the beds, arms crossed over his chest. He gestured Brian forward until he was standing on quaking legs only a foot in front of AJ.
“We’re going to lay out some ground rules.” AJ said in that raspy voice of his. There was a slick edge to it, hinting at violence and pleasure both, that only had Brian growing harder. “You do not speak unless directly asked a question. You obey what I tell you to do immediately, no questions asked. For this night, you are mine, totally. You will do what I say, when I say, how I say, or you will be punished. Do I make myself clear?”
“Yes.”
“Yes, Sir.” AJ corrected him darkly.
A pleasurable chill tickled Brian’s spine. “Yes, Sir.” He echoed obediently.
Nodding, AJ cocked his head and looked Brian over from head to toe. “I find your clothes annoying. Remove them.”
Immediately Brian started to obey. As he took his clothes off, somewhere in his mind he was amazed at how turned on this was making him. What kind of freak was he that he was thrilled not only by the idea of AJ dominating him this way, but also by the thought of the punishment he might receive if he didn’t obey. Those thoughts didn’t stay long, though. When he was totally nude and standing before AJ again, all thought was chased from his mind.
“Kneel.” AJ commanded.
Brian dropped to his knees, his eyes trained on the floor. A second later he felt something close around this throat. A collar. He brought a hand up, feeling it after AJ had latched it. It was the studded choker that AJ had worn once before. His hand was smacked away, making him jump and jerk his hands back to his lap. “Don’t touch.” AJ snarled at him. “Every slave should have a collar, I think. Don’t you agree?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good. Now, what to do with you. I’ve been watching you all day, thinking of this. You have been an awfully bad boy, don’t you think?” AJ paced closer, his feet almost directly before Brian’s knees. He stared at them, trembling, waiting for what was to come. A hand in his hair suddenly jerked his head up, making him gasp in surprise, and he found AJ’s face inches from his. “I asked you a question.”
“Yes, Sir. I’ve been bad.” Brian babbled out quickly, that fire in AJ’s eyes making his blood boil. “Very, very bad.”
“I thought so.” AJ released his hair and straightened back up. He stepped back a little and smirked that smirk that had always drove Brian crazy. “I think you should, persuade me that you’ll do better. Show me what a good boy you can be.” The tone to AJ’s voice left no doubt as to what he meant. He sat on the edge of the bed, knees apart, and waited to see what Brian would do.
Brian started to rise, but a barked command from AJ had him staying down on his knees. Carefully he stayed down, but moved forward until he was between AJ’s knees. He raised a shaking hand, placing it on AJ’s knee. “Let me show you, Sir.” He found himself whispering. Both of his hands slid up AJ’s knees, over his thighs. “Let me show you how good I can be.” When his hands reached the button of AJ’s leather pants he carefully undid them. AJ said nothing, only resting back on his hands and watching with that serious look on his face.
Turned on beyond what he had ever felt, Brian undid the buttons to AJ’s pants. He reached a hand in and found that AJ wore nothing underneath. He pulled out his lovers cock, hard and thick, and licked his lips. He knew AJ well enough to know how he liked this, and what he didn’t. When it came to getting head, it was the one area that AJ couldn’t stand to be teased. So Brian wasted no time in leaning forward and taking that swollen head into his mouth. He heard AJ sigh above him and was spurred on by the sound. He sucked harder, taking more of him into his mouth.
A hand pressed on his head, forcing him to take more and more until all of AJ was buried in his mouth, his throat. It gagged him for a second but he controlled it, fought it, until he could start to lick and suck. AJ groaned, the hand in Brian’s hair fisting tight as he started to rock his hips. “No hands.” AJ said suddenly, huskily.
Brian dropped his hands, bracing them on his own knees as AJ started to thrust up into his mouth. It wasn’t gentle or careful, but hard and rough. Brian forced his throat open wide and let AJ fuck his face, more turned on by it than he would ever have thought possible.
A knock on their door interrupted their play. The two men froze, waiting. The knock came again, and Nick’s voice calling “Hey, Rok?”
AJ used Brian’s hair to pull him back so that they were eye to eye again. “Answer the door.” AJ said softly. Again, he used that tone that left no room for argument. But Brian didn’t think. His mouth dropped open. “Answer it? Like this?”
“Wrap the sheet around you and answer the door.”
“At least let me grab my pants…”
“Are you going to disobey me again?”
Gulping, Brian rushed to his feet and grabbed the sheet. He wrapped it around his waist a couple of times as he rushed to the door, calling out “Just a minute!” Oh God, he was really going to answer the door like this! A sheet around his waist didn’t hide his hard on at all. Brian knew that his lips were wet, and wiped quickly at his chin as he undid the lock, but left the chain latch in place. He opened the door as much as the chain would allow. “Yes?”
Nick looked curiously at him through the door crack. “I uh, I was just checking to make sure you hadn’t changed your mind.” He said slowly, his face both curious and concerned. “Are you ok? You sound kind of funny.”
“I’m fine, Nick. An I’m sure. I’m staying in tonight.”
A hand traced over Brian’s hip, the side that was away from the opening in the door. He almost gasped out loud when that hand went under the sheet and took hold of his throbbing cock. Oh holy God. AJ started to stroke him as he leaned in, whispering in his ear. “Tell him you’re staying here tonight, and you don’t want to be disturbed.”
“I’m staying here tonight, Frack, and I really was hoping for some privacy.” He parroted, trying to keep his voice under control.
Nick still looked concerned. “Are you sure you’re ok? Why do you only have the door cracked open?”
The lips at his ear curved in what Brian just knew was a smile. “I know they think you have a girlfriend. Tell him you were on the phone with her and were a little busy. Tell him now.”
“I was on the phone with my girl. I was a little uh, busy, you know?”
“Oh.” Nick said slowly. Then, “Oh!” His face flushed a little. “Sorry, Rok. I just uh, like I said I was just checking ot make sure you hadn’t changed your mind, in case you wanted to come, you know. Yeah, that was it.” Obviously embarrassed now, Nick was stammering.
The hand on Brian’s cock stroked him faster in approval. He had to brace one hand on the doorframe to try to prevent himself from thrusting into that fist. Oh, it felt so good! If AJ wasn’t careful he was going to cum right here in front of Nick! That thought would have terrified him at one point in time, and embarrassed him to no end. Now he just found himself getting more and more turned on.
AJ bit his earlobe, making him shiver. “Tell him you need to get back inside. She’s waiting for you, and you’ve been a bad, bad boy.”
What? Oh, God, he couldn’t say those words to Nick! How would he ever be able to look his friend in the face again? Sensing his hesitation, the hand on his cock squeezed. Not hard enough to really hurt, but enough to warn him. The teeth on his ear bit down, hard. Slightly breathless, and red from embarrassment, Brian quickly said “I gotta get back inside, Frack. Ok? I’ve…I’ve been a bad boy and she’s in there waiting for me on the phone.”
With Nick’s confused and flushed face in front of him, Brian did something else he’d never done before. He shut the door in his friends face.
AJ was suddenly pressed up against him, pushing his chest into the door. “You are a naughty boy.” He whispered. Suddenly he pulled back. At the loss of sensation, Brian found himself gasping. A hand smacked down on his ass. “Get in there and lay down on the bed. I warned you what my rules were.”