Drunk Mistake

Suspicious

Zach POV

We were on the road every night for the next 3 weeks, so Brent and I didn't get to have a lot of private fun. It deed seem, however, that our libidos were up. We had confessed that we were both waking up nearly every morning with boners and that we were a lot hornier than normal. It felt like being a teenager with no control over your dick! I desperately needed relief every once in a while so we found ourselves sucking each other off in broom closets backstage a few times. Brent always wanted more and, honestly, so did I, but we didn't dare. We're both too loud when we fuck for real so it was too risky. We now, thankfully had two days off and planned to make the most of it. Unfortunately, Brent's room was right next to Eric's and my room was next to Barry's so we had to be quiet anyway. We figured out a sort of solution though. As long as we moaned and screamed into each other's mouths while we came, the noise was muffled significantly. The first night we stayed in my room. We were sober this time around, so we were able to prepared a little better. Brent had managed to sneakily buy some lube and, damn. That made everything so much better. I got to really feel him and I enjoyed it way more than I remembered. We discovered that it was easier for him to hit my prostate if we were doing it doggie style, which I loved of course. The next morning I was only a little sore so there wasn't a limp for Barry to fuss over this time. The next night we stayed in Brent's room. That night I rode him and he seemed to love it. As we started to get closer to our orgasms, he pulled me down so he could suck on my neck while I bounced on him. He found a soft spot right where my jaw meets my neck and sucked hard, leaving a mark. When we woke up and got dressed he saw it and freaked out. Partially because he was afraid that it hurt and partially because he knew the guys would see it. I told him not to worry about it. I left to shower and go put my stuff on the bus, but before I made it to my room I bumped into Eric. I did my best to hide the hickey and keep the interaction short. Thankfully he just said "Good mornin' " and kept walking.

Brent POV

The last 2 days had been great. I felt awesome as I left my room to put my stuff on the bus. Then I bumped into Eric on his way to his room. He stopped me and his face looked serious. "What the hell were you doing in there last night?" he asked, nodding at my room. "Um...nothing!" I said, doing my best to look confused. "Don't lie to me Brent, I heard something  hitting the wall and what sounded like someone moaning your name. Who was it?", he pressed. "No one Eric! For real! It must've been the room on the other side of you." Eric didn't look convinced. "Look, just be carful ok. I don't want you banging some random whore. That's dangerous shit man." He said. I smiled and asked him if I looked that stupid. He said he wouldn't out it past me after all the stupid shit I'd done in the past. "Just be careful, ok?" he said again, before disappearing into his room.

Eric POV

I was really concerned for Brent. He had seemed really fidgety those past few weeks and there had definitely been someone in his room. I thought Brent might be going through a period of sexual frustration. We all did at some point during the tour and knew the signs. The longer showers, surprise boners from pre/post show adrenaline, the soft but unmistakable sounds of getting off in your bunk. All of that was normal, but taking someone random to bed, especially without being drunk (I knew he hadn't been drinking much that weekend) well, that was really risky behavior. And the fact that whoever it was wasn't there in the morning was not a good sign. Notice that I have been very gender-neutral when referring to Brent's suspected bed-mate. This is due to the fact that I wasn't sure that they were even a woman. it could have been because I was half asleep when I heard it or it could've been the wall obscuring the sound, but the voice moaning out Brent's name didn't really sound female. it was soft, sure, but it was deep. Now, I didn't care if Brent was gay or bi or whatever, but I didn't want him sleeping with random guys. That's even more dangerous than girls, because he would be at higher risk for AIDS, not to mention that the other guy could seriously hurt him. I dropped the subject, but resolved to keep an eye on Brent. I would confront him again if I had to.

Barry POV

I was chillin' on the bus long before the other guys were even out of bed. I had gone to the store to stock up on food and whatnot and now I was just waiting for the others to get here. I actually needed to talk to Zach alone though, so I got up to go find him but then he walked onto the bus. Perfect. He said good morning rather cheerfully and went to go stow his suitcase. When he came back I was ready to confront him. "Hey can we talk serious for a minute?" I asked. He just nodded his head yes. "I heard some stuff the first night we were here and I just want to make sure you're ok. I sounded like you had some trouble falling asleep and then had a nightmare. You kind of cried out Brent's name at one point." Zach turned five shades of red in about as many seconds and looked to the floor. He had been real restless lately and so had Brent. I just wanted to make sure everything was ok between them. Zach finally looked up an said "Yeah B I'm good. I had a nightmare that Brent fell off a stage and hurt himself really bad. Just a bad dream." He didn't really look at me the whole time he was talking and I didn't really believe him, but I figured he was just embarrassed . "Ok well, let me know if you need to talk about it, alright?" He nodded and headed off the bus when I noticed a bruise on his neck. "Hey wait! What happened to your neck dude?" I asked. He once again turned red and mumbled "I...I'm not too sure really..." I definitely wasn't buying it, but I let it go. Maybe he had gone out without us and gotten some action last night. There was no one strange at the hotel so he probably didn't sleep with whoever had given him that obvious hickey. It wasn't my place to pry. I wasn't his mother and who he let suck on his neck was his business. Pretty soon all of the guys boarded and we headed out on the road.

Eric POV

We were headed two states over so we planned to drive for as long as possible. This meant we were still driving when most of us were getting ready for bed. Zach was the first to start yawning and hit the hay. Brent did the same not long after. About and hour later Barry was about to go to sleep and I decided to talk to him about my concerns with Brent. "Hey B can we talk a second?" He looked a little worried and said "Yeah of course. What's up?" "Look, I'm really worried about Brent. Last night there was definitely someone else in his room and I'm damn sure they were goin' at it. Thing is, we didn't go out last night which means he went out looking for someone to sleep with. It was pretty late when I heard them and they weren't there in the morning." He thought for a moment and seemed a little conflicted. "Dude, Brent's a grown man and normally I would say just let it go, but I know where you're coming from. He knows better than to just sleep with some random chick, especially sober. We've all made that mistake drunk, but he didn't have a hangover today so obviously it wasn't that. The problem is, what can we even do about it? We may be his brothers, but we don't have the right to tell him what to do." I wasn't originally even going to tell Barry about my suspicions on the gender of Brent's fuck-buddy, but since Barry seemed concerned too I figured he better know everything. Plus, the more I thought about it, the more sure I was that the voice I heard was male. "There's something else too," I started. "I'm not even sure it was a woman that he was with. Actually, I'm pretty sure it wasn't." Barry looked confused for half a second and then his eyes widened in realization. He dropped his head into his hands and groaned "Oh my god Brent." in disbelief. I said, "That could explain why he felt the need to lie to me about it this morning." "If he's into men that's one thing, but if he's picking up random dudes from god-knows-where, that's another. That's really dangerous shit." said Barry. "I know, which is why I even brought it up in the first place." Barry suddenly snapped his head up and looked at me wide eyed. "What if it wasn't a random guy?" he asked softly. I was confused "We don't know anyone in that city. Who could it have been?" "Zach." he said bluntly. "What! There's no way..." I started, but was cut off by Barry holding up his hand. "Zach had one hell of a hickey this morning and two nights ago I heard him being loud in his room and crying out Brent's name. He told me he had a nightmare about Brent, but if they were... you know... it could've been that." "Damn you're right. The voice I head could've been Zach's. What do we do? If they were together they should've told us. If they were into men they should've told us!" I said, kind of upset at my bandmates' dishonesty. Barry said "I know, but I don't want to bring it up to them in case we're wrong. Maybe we should just try to catch them." "Yeah, then it'll be out in the open." I agreed. We hugged and went to bed. I didn't know about Barry, but my head was spinning.