Raised by Ronnie.

"King of the music scene"

†Ryan†

Ronnie and I were sitting there for a while, not speaking, before the sound of my phone chiming broke the silence. I picked it up and laughed. It was a text from Derek. 

I was going to make a joke about Ryan and Ronnie, butt fuck it. ;]

"What's so funny?" Ronnie asked, wrapping his arm casually around my waist. I was just about to show him the text when my phone chimed again. This time it was a text from Jacky.

Hey don't worry, we won't judge you for being gay or whatever. Do you really think we'd judge you like that? Cum on guys. 

I laughed and handed Ronnie the phone, watching his face light up as he read the text. 

"Haha, those guys are fucking hilarious." he said smiling. He stood up and pulled on a pair of jeans and his shirt before throwing me my pyjama bottoms. When I was dressed and ready he came up beside me and held my hand. I looked at him with confusion, but if he noticed he certainly didn't show it as he lead me out of his bedroom and into the kitchen. The guys were all sitting around the kitchen table, talking and drinking coffee. 

"Hey, get our texts?" Jacky said with a wink. Ronnie blushed slightly and I smiled. He was so cute. 

"Ryan, man, I know you've eaten your fair share of meat, but can you make us some bacon please? We're starving." Derek laughed. Ronnie blushed even redder and my grin grew wider. 

"I don't know why you're laughing, Der, you're next." I winked, licking my lips. We all erupted into laughter as I turned to the cooker and started frying bacon. I was the only one in the band who could cook, so it was my assigned job. I didn't mind too much though. Halfway through cooking, I felt arms embracing my middle. I looked down to check if it was Ronnie, and sure enough I saw the tell-tale BANG BANG tattoos and knew it was him. I sighed happily and leaned against him a little bit, loving the feeling of his arms around me. 

"Bacon looks good." he said. I nodded, a bit too speechless to say anything. 

"Turn around, Ryan." he breathed into my ear. As I turned around, I turned off the cooker, just to be sure. And, sure enough, Ronnie leaned forwards and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he kind of spun me so my back was against the counter. He ran his hands up and down my thigh, making me breathe harder. Ronnie moaned unexpectedly and I tightened my arms around him, holding him closer. I let my hand slowly wander down to below his hips where there was a bulge forming in the front of his jeans and began to slowly rub it. Ronnie pulled away from our kiss and bit his lip, panting as I pleasured him. I rubbed him harder and faster until his legs buckled and he had to hold onto the counter for support. 

"Ryan, Ryan, Oh, Ryan!" he breathed. It turned me on so much when he said my name like that. 

"Ronnie, I swear to God, if I weren't cooking, I'd take you right here, right now. What the fuck are you doing to me!" I moaned as he slowly started rubbing his hard bulge against mine. He backed away from me a bit and breathed deeply. He looked at the cooker where the bacon was sizzling. 

"Oh yeah. Sorry Ry." he said, blushing. He kissed me softly on the cheek before walking out of the room. I waited for my head to stop spinning before turning my attention back to the food. 

Breakfast was horribly awkward, but funny at the same time. Ronnie and I sat next to each other, his hand on my thigh as we ate. 

"This meat is huge! I wonder if I could fit the whole thing down my throat" Jacky said. 

"I don't mind man, I just like licking it up and down." replied Derek. 

"Yeah, well it looks so good, I just want to shove it up my ass." Ron said cooly. The three of them made comments like that all the way through, but Ronnie and I didn't mind too much, we just found it funny. Halfway through, Ronnie whispered 

"One second, baby." into my ear before standing up and walking around the table to where Derek was sitting. He whispered something in his ear and I saw Derek go pale. 

"Really?" Derek asked, visibly disturbed. Ronnie nodded casually and kissed him on the cheek before coming to sit next to me again. 

"What did you say?" I murmured. He smiled. 

"I said I was doing this new thing where I fuck every last band member, and so I'd like to see him in my room at 7." he whispered back. I nearly spat out my coffee as I looked up at Derek. He was staring at me in horror and I winked. I swear he turned green. 

"It's okay man, I'll do it if you don't want to." I said, grinning. He must have realised then that we were joking because he looked from Ronnie to me, and then down to the table. I could have sworn I heard him say "assholes" under his breath. Ronnie squeezed my thigh under the table and grinned at me, and I grinned back. 

"So, when are we gonna be home?" Jacky asked. He was the one who missed our current home the most. At the moment, the whole band lived in a house in California. We chose it simply because it was warm, and we all hate the cold. 

"Well, we're on schedual, so we should be there in about 12 hours?" I replied with a smile. He grinned back. When everyone was done eating, Ronnie and I washed and dried all of the plates, forks and knives. 

"Ryan." he said once we were almost done, looking at me curiously. 

"Yes..." I replied hesitantly. I didn't much like the mischievious glint in his eye. 

"Can we have sex in the shower?" he asked bluntly. My first instinct was to say no, but the thought of him bent over in front of me, his hair wet and his body covered in soap...

"Okay, when?" he put down the plate he was holding and kissed my cheek. 

"No time better than the present." he whispered in my ear, making me shivver. I stood there, dumbfounded for a minute when I heard him call.

"Me and Ryan are gonna have a shower now guys." casually to the band. I heard them snickering and turned around. 

"Ready?" he asked, leaning against the doorframe. I put the fork in my hand down and walked over to him. 

"Ready."