Don't You Hear My Call?

Not Just Lust

Johns POV
I decided to follow the sign of that beautiful picture Freddie gave me. I wanted to see if this attraction to him was more than just physical. Well, I did know that I liked him. His personality, his jokes, the way he cared about me more than anyone, and the way he made me feel. But I still felt a bit hesitant to date him, even though I really did like him.

I had planned for us to go to this really nice restaurant/pub that one of our roadies told me about. It had an outdoor seating area with a private fire pit and floral dividers so no one could see you when you were outside.

I wanted to take Freddie there because I knew it would be quite intimate and I wanted to get him alone. I was excited to start getting ready once I got home. Maybe a bit too excited. That's the thing about Freddie, even just the thought of us alone got me all hot and bothered. Most of the time I was cool around him, but recently, things had dialed up to extreme when we were together.

I groaned in annoyance staring down at the unfortunate erection that was making my trousers more than uncomfortable. Well there's only one way to fix this, I thought. Might as well get it out of the way.

Quickly, I made my way to my bedroom to find some kind of lotion or moisturizer. I grabbed the first thing I saw and popped off the top. I unzipped my trousers and pulled them down, along with my underwear.

I wasted no time pouring the lotion into my palm as I took hold of my swollen cock in my hand. "Fuck" I moaned as I quickly ran my hand up and down my shaft. The sound of my hand angrily pumping myself rang in my ears.

I subconsciously thought of Freddie. Him groping me as he whispered in my ear. 'You like that John' he would say 'You like it when I tease you and then jerk you off hard?' My mind raced as I imagined the man himself. "Ahhhhh" was all I could groan in reply to the voice in my head.

I imagined Freddie's strong hands around my leaking member. Him encouraging me with both lovely and naughty words. He would grip me tight and never loosen until I was all the way finished. I wanted to be his play thing.

'Oh , John. You're so dirty dear.' 'You're such a slut for me aren't you?' The voice growled louder as I felt a hot burning beneath my naval. My eyes screwed shut. "O-oh Go-" was all I could say before I came with great force. The image of Freddie stayed in my mind as I got down from the high of my orgasm.

I cleaned off my hand and got a towel to wipe the cum off my shirt. I stopped to look in the mirror whilst getting the cloth. My hair was messy and my face flushed. My lips were red from me biting them. I looked worn out. I want Freddie to make me look this way. I almost gasped at my sudden thought. I had a lot to figure out.

I took a quick shower and dried my hair. The restaurant I was taking Freddie to tonight was quite nice, to I picked out so semi casual, semi formal outfits. I put on a pair of white trousers and a button up shirt that had a green and white print on it. Then I put on my favorite brown boots and a black jacket. I couldn't wait to see what Fred was going to wear. Whatever it was a knew he was going to look gorgeous in it. He looked gorgeous in everything.

The clock read 7:50 so I hurried to get my wallet and other things and walked out the door. I stared my car and drove to Freddie's.

I Was unusually nervous. He was my friend that I've spent tonnes of time with and we've known each other for years. However, tonight felt more like a date. Maybe it was a date? I was dressed up, picking him up, and we were going out to a nice place. Yep, that checks all the boxes.

I wanted this to be a date or more of a practice date, but I didn't know how Freddie would feel. What if doesn't feel for me the way I feel about him! What if I'm just making things up in my head and got the wrong idea! I prayed that was into me as more than just friends.

I pulled up to his flat and got out of my car. The elevator was broken, so I took the stairs. For four whole floors! Maybe this is why his ass looks so good all the time...

Once I got to his door, I knocked on it three times. I heard shuffling from the other side and a bit of murmuring. Freddie opened the door and stood there smiling.

"Wow John, I never thought you could look any better" he exclaimed whilst winking. I felt myself start to burn up at his statement. "And you look great as well, Fred" I returned the compliment. He did look great in his outfit though.

I held out my arm and he took. It we walked like a posh, old couple for a few steps and then busted out laughing. This was an old joke we used to play; acting like a married couple. "Oh boy, you really are something, Deacy" Freddie said giggling.

We got downstairs and talked the whole way down. He kept asking me where we were going, but I never told him. I opened the car door for him and he replied, "Oh such a gentleman you are John" in a feminine voice. I giggled and started the car.

"So John, is the place you're taking me as nice as your manners?" Freddie tried to get it out of me. "No hints allowed" I said shaking my head. Freddie traced a line from his eye and down his cheek as a way to make a fake tear. "Sorry, not gonna make me feel bad" I said again. Freddie sighed. "Well it's probably good, since you picked it out" he said finally. I smiled at him and kept driving.

The second I pulled up to the building, Freddie gasped. "Woah, Johnny, this looks great!" "This is just the beginning" I said. It was unseasonably warm out so we would be dinning outside. I told the hostess this when we walked inside and she led us out to the garden area behind the restaurant.

"John, this is far too much for a little picture" Freddie said. "Think of it as an early Christmas present" I said taking his coat when we sat by the fire pit.

Freddie and I talked and cracked jokes and then eventually ordered from the menu. We both ordered different things, truthfully because we wanted to share. "So John, is this what you usually do on dates with woman? He asked, "oh I'm sorry dear, and men" he caught himself. "Just about, but I haven't been on a date in a long while" I answered. "Well I'm jealous of all the people who have the honor of dating you, you're the perfect date" he said. I blushed and thanked him.

Our food came out and we ate off each other's plates. We tasted all different kinds of wine and soon we were a bit tipsy. Freddie had moved closer to me and we were leaning on each other. "This is one of the best nights I've had in a while John, thank you." "It's no trouble dear, you're a wonderful date" I said as he leaned his head on my shoulder.

I felt so close and connected to him in that moment. I wanted to feel even closer. Now was the time. His hands were in his lap and I carefully reached and put my hand on his thigh. He exhaled out a breath of air, as if he were relaxing. We were quite and he seemed okay with it, so I lightly traced the back of his hand with my forefinger.

My heart was pounding, I softly grabbed his hand in mine. Then, I slowly laced my fingers around his. I felt my nervousness grow inside me until he laced his back with mine. We were holding hands. It obviously wasn't my first time doing this, but Freddie made me feel like a school girl. I could nearly jump for joy.

We sat there for a bit, holding hands and leaning on each other. This time, Freddie moved first. He took his head off my shoulder and looked at me, our hands still held together. I looked deep into is dark eyes. The eyes I had fallen for, his beautifully dark hair outlined his features perfectly. His cheekbones were sharp and his jawline was naturally chiseled.

He looked at me with intent, but I didn't notice this until he kissed me. His lips were softer than I could have ever imagined. He was gentle but passionate at the same time. It was like he had been waiting a thousand years to kiss me.

When he pulled back I yearned for more. I looked at him in awe. "Was that okay?" He asked. "That was perfect, Fred." He smiles and kissed me again, still light but a bit shorter than last time. I was still grateful though.

I knew how I felt about Freddie, completely now. He's more than a friend. I more than just "like" him. There was something there. This wasn't lust anymore. This was love.

Hey everyone! Hope you like this Deacury story! I promise there will be more Maylor soon! I also didn't realize how much my description of how Fred and Deacy were sitting matched the picture at the top! Also that picture is the picture Freddie framed for John!!
- Deacury x💓