Defining Us: The Calvin & Eric Story (69 Bottles) (36 page)

“I’ve been sleeping on top of you for two nights now,” I breathe back.
 

“True.” I can feel, rather than hear his chuckle. “It’s not the same though.”
 

I sigh. “No, it most definitely is not, but it’s either this or…well, nothing actually. I don’t see Talon giving up his room, there are three of them after all, and Dex, yeah, you can argue with him for that one.”
 

“We could just squeeze into one,” he teases.
 

I snort. “Yeah, right. I may not be that big, but I am bigger than either one of those two girls and while Dex and Raine could get away with it, I highly doubt we will.”
 

“Worth a shot,” he says with a smirk.
 

It wasn’t but a couple minutes after our exchange that Dex and Raine came on board and we shot the shit for a few minutes before Talon, Kyle and Addison came on board too. Once we were all kind of settled, Raine and Addison set about making food. Though I know Talon won’t eat, it didn’t stop the rest of us from diving in before our set.
 

When it was time to take the stage, we all proceed through our traditional kissing of Addison, though Dex now kisses Raine instead. That tradition started with our first show in San Diego and ironically enough, it started because of Dex. He was so hell bent on getting a piece of Addison that nothing was going to stand in his way. I think it helped that nothing had developed yet between Addison and the guys, because otherwise we’d have never been able to keep it up after that.
 

The set went amazingly well. Eric and I seemed just that much more in tune with each other and we started feeding off the energy of the other, making it one of our most animated shows so far. Maybe the break did actually help reinvigorate us. Either that or it’s Eric, or the fact that our grueling tour finally has light at the end of its tunnel.
 

The greenroom goes about as normal, though tonight is far fuller than last night was. I think it might have to do with the other show being a late add-on. It’s late when we finally climb on board the bus. Talon, Kyle and Addison disappear quickly. It’s going to be a loud night by the way Talon is kissing and loving on Addison. I start to wonder if it’s in the air tonight because Dex and Raine aren’t much different than Talon was. I roll my eyes.
 

Eric is a little feisty when he climbs on board, but he knows, at least until we hear them doing their thing, that we’re not entirely in the clear of being caught doing anything. He climbs into the shower, desperate to get the sweat and all that crap out of his hair before crawling into bed.
 

The hot water slides down my body. God, that feels good. I am so sore tonight. Almost as bad as I was after Vegas when we’d just gotten this party started. I forget how intense these shows can be. Add to that the fact that I haven’t had any fucking release in…I roll my eyes and sigh, too long.

That’s when a noise outside the shower draws my attention and I look through water covered eyes to see Calvin standing there, naked. My breathing hitches in my throat as I wipe away the water from my eyes in order to see him better.
 

He steps inside the shower and presses me against the opposite wall. My breathing spikes as his hands glide all over my body, from my thighs, up my hips to my chest, along my neck and back down again. My cock grows hard, and he takes it into his hand. My eyes roll up, but I’ve got to stop him. He strokes up and then back down, quickly. “Cal?”
 

“Shhh…”
 

 
“No Cal, I have to be honest with you…”
 

His eyes look at me, shocked so I quickly continue, “No, no…it’s, Cal, I’m getting blue balls here. I haven’t…I haven’t gotten off since Tuesday. If I…”
 

He shushes me with a finger pressed against my lips and he drops to his knees before me.
 

“Oh god,” I groan out as he takes me into his mouth. My cock twitches and when Calvin moans around my dick, I know I’ve let loose some pre-cum. “Please don’t stop,” I beg and he starts sucking, stroking, up and down. My orgasm doesn’t take long to reach the point of no return. His mouth is so fucking hot and he looks so goddamn beautiful on my cock.
 

Fueled by his own need, I look down to find him stroking his own cock and mine jumps again. I can’t hold back much longer. “I’m so close,” I breathe and he starts sucking with more gusto, more need, more everything. Fuck, he wants this, and I’ll be dammed if he’s not going to get it. “Don’t stop,” I say and he doesn’t. My orgasm is riding the wave of release, my balls pull up, and everything inside me ignites. “Ahh!” I cry out as I explode down his throat.
 

He doesn’t stop sucking, lavishing my cock as my orgasm slides down his throat and then I feel him stroking himself vigorously. His own orgasm is impending and I want to help him. I try and move and he holds me still. Flicking his tongue against my piercing, causing me to jump uncontrollably at the sensitivity. Then he groans around my cock before popping it free. He cries out as his own orgasm takes him, tipping him over the edge.
 

I lick my lips, wishing I could taste him, but…

It all turns and shifts in an instant. He goes stiff, cold. I grab him by the shoulders, pulling him up. “No, Calvin, no, no, no…you didn’t do anything wrong.” His eyes slowly slide to mine.
 

“I know,” he breathes.
 

I lean back, away from him, puzzled beyond belief.
 

“I freaked out because I wasn’t freaking out,” he says with a huge smile on his face.
 

I smile wide. “Seriously?” I ask with immeasurable amounts of hope in my voice.
 

He looks at me and nods his head vigorously. “Uh huh.”
 

I kiss him, pulling him to my lips hard and fast. He’s momentarily thrown off guard but then he melts into the kiss that I’m giving him. His tongue slides in along mine and I can taste traces of myself in his mouth. I wish he was tasting the same in mine, but I’m not so sure he’d be able to handle that. It doesn’t make me any less hopeful that we’re finally breaking down this wall between us. His walls.
 

I pull back from the kiss, releasing his shoulders and I pull him into me, hugging him close. “We’d better get out of here,” he says against my chest.
 

“Yeah, you’re probably right.”
 

Just then the bus starts to move and Calvin is pressed against me. “Time to go,” he says in a rush and pulls back from me, balancing against the walls.
 

There is a fleeting thought that passes through my head. How did they know everyone was on board? Shit, we totally got busted. An uncontrollable laugh escapes my lips as I stand wide-legged in the shower, holding myself up.
 

“What’s so funny?” he asks.
 

“I think we’ve been made.”
 

His eyebrows knit together in confusion. “The headcount,” is all I have to say and I watch as realization dawns on him too.
 

“Shit,” he says, but surprises me by laughing about it rather than freaking out. “Cat’s out of the bag now. I wonder who?”
 

I give him half a smile. “I’m going to say Dex or Raine and on a very slim chance, Kyle.”
 

“If it was Dex, we’re never going to hear the end of it,” he says, but he’s not upset, in fact, I think that shower was far more cathartic for him than he could have thought it would have been when he came in here. For the first time in his life, he’s not repulsed by what he’s done and I take great comfort in that.

THAT was intense, I won’t lie. Being able to do what I just did gives me a high unlike anything I’ve felt in a long time, not since the days I spent with cocaine.
 

I climb up into my rack. I left Eric in the bathroom to finish up. There might be enough room for two in the shower, but certainly not outside of it. After straightening everything out and finding my headphones, I climb up and plug them in, but I don’t put them in. I also leave my curtain open. I want to say good night to him when he comes out. Shortly after getting settled, he comes out. I give him a playful smirk.
 

“What are you smirking at?” he asks in a playful tone.
 

“You. You look sexy just after a shower,” I tease him.
 

“I do, huh?” he says back. That little half smile he has, that I’ve come to enjoy, spreads over his lips.
 

“Yeah, you look sexy other times too, but,” I give him a pointed glance, up and down, well okay, as far down as I can see from this angle. He’s tall enough that he can practically see straight into my bunk and I roll toward him, putting my head in my hand to hold it up. “Right now, you look sexier.”
 

He comes in close and whispers, “What you just did in the shower might have something to do with that.”
 

“Yeah, you are kind of glowing.”
 

He blushes at my compliment and it warms my heart. “This sleeping apart is gonna suck.” His voice is soft, but he throws his stuff down on the bottom rack, the one no longer occupied, with a little force.
 

“Yeah, but it’s just for tonight. We should be in Seattle tomorrow night.”
 

“Would it be presumptuous of me to ask Mills to nab us a king?” He raises an eyebrow at me.
 

“Mmm, now that sounds nice.” I lean closer to the edge of my bunk and look at him. “But suspicious, don’t you think?”
 

“Hey, I thought we were gonna tell them?”
 

“Tell them what? I’m pretty sure they’re figuring it out on their own. We’ve already been made by someone wise enough to know better about who was in the bathroom, so what’s the-” My words are cut off when all of a sudden we hear someone, Raine or Addison, crying out. Eric and I both look at each other and burst out laughing quietly. “On that note, I think it’s time for headphones.”
 

“I think you’re right,” he agrees, then he grabs a hold of the side of my rack, stepping up on the ladder at our heads so that his face is close to mine. “Good night you,” he whispers.
 

My heart starts pounding, he’s so close, he smells so fucking good. I inhale his scent, letting it overwhelm my senses. “Good night,” I breathe and lean in, kissing him gently on the lips. He kisses me back with some enthusiasm and I feel my cock getting hard again. “So not fair,” I murmur.
 

“What’s not?”
 

“That we have to sleep apart,” I whisper and I can feel the warmth of a blush spreading across my cheeks.
 

“Just for tonight,” he says as he takes my cheek in his hand and I snuggle into him. “See you in the morning,” he tells me and I kiss him one more time, this time more chaste but no less desperate.
 

“Night.”
 

“Night,” he says before climbing down and hopping into his rack.