It doesn't REALLY mean anything... (boyxboy) (Andley)

Ch 13

Omg, it's almost over! Like, legit there's only two chapters after this, and mayybe an epilogue. If you guys really want one I'll make a sequel, but eh. Meh. Eh. Anyways, this chapter is two months after the last one, AND is caught up with the two years thing. They've been fu.cking for two WHOLE YEARS.

And now, on with the story...

Andy's POV

I woke up cuddled next to Ashley, with his arm around my middle. I smiled. He topped last night, and practically ripped me open due to a lack of lube and the fact we hadn't fucked in about two weeks. My ass was going to be so sore...still, it was amazing sex.

Fuck, I loved him.

Wait what? I didn't just think that, did I? Shit. So, maybe I did care a little bit about him, as more than just a friend, or a crush, but we did have a lot of sex, so that probably was the only reason. He wants to move on, I can tell, so I've been trying to move on too.

I got a devious thought, and crawled on top of Ashley. He stirred slightly. I made sure to sit on him where our penises would touch, then I leaned over him and kissed first his mouth, then all the way down his neck. His eyes were half open.

I frowned, that would not do. I kissed all the way to his nipples and bit the right one and suckled at it while tweaking his left one. His eyes shot open. He moaned," damn andy, there are worse ways to wake up." He said, but I wasn't done yet.

I kept kissing his body all the way down to his cock. By the time I got there he was panting and looking at me with heavy lidded, lust filled eyes. I teased him by kissing the tip gently. Then I lowered my mouth to his dick, and took him into my mouth....but popped off less than a second later. I ran into the bathroom and locked the door.

"Andy! Motherfuckin, punk ass-"

"You love my ass!" I interjected.

He pounded on the door. "Open up and finish what you started!" Ashley yelled through the door.

"Naw." I responded, "I think ill just take a shower..."

"Fine then, but let me join you at least...?" He practically begged. The thought turned me on, and I told him.

" Maybe if you...beg for me." I smirked, "tell me how much you want it."

He moaned slightly. "Fuck andy, I want it, you, so fuckin bad, I'm a whore for your mouth, now please let me in?"

I considered it, then let him in. Big mistake. He stood in the doorway with a smirk on his face and a raging erection.

Needless to say, things got a bit heavy.

Time lapse-2 hours~

Ashley's POV

I don't know how the hell Andy does it. He manages to turn me on with a single look or word. He can always sense when I'm too tired or just not in the mood, and he makes me happy. I know we agreed two years ago that we both weren't gay, we didn't have feelings for each other, but I can't help but wonder if I'm starting to stray from that path. Fu.ck, I've definitely strayed from that path. I'm always whining about getting over him.

Last night, I almost said I love you. That would've fucked up everything. We aren't ready for any major shit and I know it's usually just sex, and I know he probably has no feelings for me but lust, but I can't help hoping maybe he has changed over these years to care about me in a romantic way. I know, I'm hopeless.

Anyway, so after the shower we headed down to breakfast with the guys. Andy was a bitch, and kept teasing me under the table. He would move his hand closer and closer up my leg, then when he was about to touch my crotch, take his hand completely away. Then, after a couple of minutes, he'd do it all over again.

It was almost distracting enough to keep me from noticing a closeness near CC and Jake. The closeness had been there for awhile, about a month now, and I was wondering what the fuck was going on. Of course, I couldn't ask them yet, we had a show later today, but after the show I planned on confronting them about it.

After we finished breakfast, we had to hurry to our hotel rooms and get our makeup and shit ready. Then, we rushed to do our sound check at the stage. Everything was working out perfectly. Then again, everything, even bad things, seemed pretty ok as long as Andy was with me. Well, shit. I guess I am in love with him. Fucking hell.

The performance was awesome. More than usual. None of us were fighting or sick, we were on our A game. I played back to back with Andy a few times, and every time I just wanted to kiss him. I just wanted to let everyone know I loved him. But I knew he didn't love me, so that was out of the question.

After the show I forgot to ask CC and Jake about why they'd been weird, and instead, we all went to a party. I got drunk. Waay drunk. The only thing I remember from that night and afternoon was seeing CC kiss Jake for about an hour in the corner, and a tan, beautiful woman flirting with me.

When I woke up, she was in my arms. Obviously we had a wild night because andy was nowhere to be found. I remember not caring if he saw us, because it's not like he had feelings for me. We were just friends with benefits to him, and I needed to keep up my charade as a ladies man. I also needed to move on from him.

Andy's POV

We never should've gone to that stupid party. All that happened was CC and Jake hooked up, and Ashley banged some random slut. It hurt me more than it should. I didn't know why. But I hated it. I hated Ashley.

No...I loved him. There. There it is. I was in love with him. But he obviously had no feelings like that, or he wouldn'tve banged that slut. I know hes just trying to get over me, but I think if he just summoned the fu.cking courage to tell me I'd even break off things with Juliet. Just for him. I know,it's was sad, but at least we were still friends with benefits, and those benefits were pretty nice...