Adam and Stevie

Chapter 4:

I woke up and was confused. Only after I sat up and saw August did it all come flooding back to me. Last night we played a gig and I ended up bringing some random to his place. I looked over and she was still lying there. She had blonde hair extensions, one of which was lying next to her. And one of her eyelashes had fallen off. She was nowhere near as pretty as she'd looked in the dim light last night. She rolled over and her fake breast stared up at me. I pulled my face and covered her up. I put my head in my hands. Why did I do these things. I should wake up Caleigh, no um... Callie. Aw, fuck it who cared. I was never gonna see her again. She chose that moment to sit up. "Hey lover."she said. I grimaced. She used a little baby voice that turned me off. "Hey, um..." I drew a blank. "Kelly! My name is Kelly! she pouted. "Jerk!" well that was one way to get rid of her. "Kelly?" She turned around looking hopeful. I held up the extension. "You forget something?" She screamed and grabbed it out my hand and stormed out holding her dress and heels with one hand and holding August's sheet around her with the other. She looked ridiculous. She slammed the door and it reverberated around the apartment. August came out rubbing his face. "Dude, the fuck man?" I laughed and got up. "Bitches man." I laughed. August didn't talk much. He was usually stoned. At this thought he lit a joint. You had to speak to him in one word answers. He looked like a real hippie. Long beard and long hair but girls loved him. He was dating a model who dated George Hamilton's son, Ashley. She had a thing for musicians. She had come on strong to me sometimes but I just turned her down. Girl needed a burger. She came out the room in her panties and nothing else. She had a boyish figure and two bee stings for tits. "Hey Adam!" she said trying to be sexy. She looked at my bare chest and twirled her hair. "Damn Ella, put some clothes on man. Adam's here." She giggled and ran to the room. I sighed and August laughed. I couldn't sit here. I had to go face Stevie. Tell him I'd find another place to stay. I walked up the stairs only to find a red envelope on the door. Fuck. I hoped he wasn't kicking me out. I opened it. Knock three times and turn your back to the door. What? I did as told. The door opened. "Don't turn around." He ordered. I stood there and felt him place something over my eyes. "What are you doing Stevie? We have to talk." He shushed me and spun me around. "We can talk, just let me do this please. Trust me." I shrugged and he took my hand. I let him lead me and he told me to sit. I did as I was told even though he helped me down. Wherever his hands touched me my skin burned with desire. It felt like his prints would stay there marking me for eternity. I felt something cold against my lips. He instructed me to eat it. It was a strawberry. Its juice swirled around my mouth. I felt his lips on mine and I opened my mouth to kiss him but hot liquid poured into my mouth. It was champagne from his mouth flowing into mine. The bubbles tickled the back of my throat. My senses were on high alert. He put a hand on my chest and pushed me down. He traced his finger over my chest. He poured what I assumed was the champagne onto my chest. He slowly, sensually licked and sucked it off me. I had goosebumps. The next thing I knew something hot hit my chest. I winced. "Fu-" he shushed me before I could finish. He kept torturing me. I made a move to remove the blindfold. He stopped my hands. The next thing I knew he was tying my hands together above my head. "If you're going to misbehave, you're gonna get punished." I smiled. He continued to kiss every part of me. I got harder the lower he went. He slid my pants off painfully slow. My cock was released and I heard him suck in air. I had an impressive size. I had heard this many times. He went to work putting my girth in his mouth. The slurping and sucking drove me crazy. Not being in control was driving me crazy. Finally he stopped and there was silence. "Stevie?" I felt the blindfold come off and he stood over me with his dick in front of my face. He parted my lips with his cock. I couldn't do anything with my hands tied. He grabbed the back of my head and thrust himself in and out of my mouth. I groaned and this just made him pump faster. I was uncomfortable but didn't complain. I wasn't sure what he would do if he did. I relinquished my control, something I never did. He pulled my hair hard as he came into my mouth. A tear escaped my eye and all I could do was swallow. He stood up and untied me.

He turned and got down on his knees. I took my chance and thrust myself into his perfect ass. I grabbed his hips and rode him hard. "Stevie, oh Stevie!" I came in strong spasms. I pulled out and flipped him over. I kissed him hard and long. I lay on top of him and looked down into his eyes. I had found the one. I knew it. How could I go forth with this? I was feeling things I knew I shouldn't. I saw myself spending my life with this person but I knew I couldn't. He reached up and wiped away the tears I hadn't realized were flowing. He pulled my face down to his and kissed each eye. "Do you feel it now? Can you admit we are meant to be?" I nodded and collapsed onto his chest. I cried and cried. I didn't care. All the years of pain and denial spilling onto his chest. He stroked my hair and was silent. I finally felt like I was home.