Love's A Game

A Car-Ride pt. 1 | Dealor

John and Roger decided, due to their shared passion for for cars, to take a day off and do a little trip.
Inspiration for this was Roger's brand new car, a blue one with an extraordinaryly good radio.

The two started off quite early in the morning, so they could see the coast in the daylight.
As said, the couple planned to drive to the coast to eat out on a beautiful place with a view at the water.
Roger and John took turns in driving, so that neither of them would be getting tired.
When Roger was driving, the bassist read in his book and just occasionally spoke with the driver. But his boyfriend kept on talking the whole time John was driving, which didn't bother him though.

Now, Roger laid his hand on John's knee and stopped talking. He watched his boyfriends reactions.
At first, John didn't mind but as soon as Roger started to move upwards, he protested and wiped the hand away.

"It's dangerous, Rog."

"But you want it." The drummer said and wiggled with his eyebrows.

John blushed and stared onto the driveway to dodge his boyfriends eyes. Also, to not get into an accident.
Roger was not wrong, he sure wanted it, but he would never admit it.
And Roger knew it, so he laid his hand on John's thigh again, this time just below his crotch. He massaged his leg by drawing circles with his thumb and squeezing it softly.
The brunette took a deep breath as Roger let his pinky slide over his bulge.
Roger still watched him and smiled at the small reaction.

"We can stop at the next pull-in. Only if you want of course." He teased John.

The drummer now laid his whole hand on his boyfriends dick, only separated from two layers of fabric.
John unintentionally pressed the gas pedal harder, which increased the speed heavily and made Roger pull his hand away.

"Didn't know we had to hurry!" Roger said smugly.

"Shut up."

"Just taking the piss."

The drummer gave John a smooch to the cheek and didn't touch John again, until they finally arrived at the pull-in.
There were no other cars, but to be sure that nobody saw them, John drove further into the woods.
He turned the car off.

Roger dragged him into a deep and hungry kiss in which their tongues took their part right from the beginning.
They played with each others mouths - tongues twirling around, touching teeth and lip biting.
Both dicks were hard by now since the two couldn't stop thinking about what would happen, if they finally got to the desired destination, when they were still on the road.

John made small noises which sounded like music in Roger's ears and made him want to fuck the bassist even harder.
He pulled away from the kiss. John's lips and cheeks were red and his eyes glassy.

"Should we... Get on the back seats?"

The brunette nodded.
Roger and John simultaneously opened the door and slammed them shut when they were outside, just to tear the back doors open again.
They got in the car and noticed that the back seats were pretty soft, which was because of the new extra soft springs.
John bounced up and down and giggled doing so, Roger joining him.
Slowly, the band members stopped bouncing.

Roger kissed John again, this time more romantic but just as passionate.
Meanwhile he fiddled at his boyfriends zipper, trying to get it open.

"I love you." John moaned against Roger's lips and helped him getting his zipper open.

The drummer kissed from John's mouth across his cheek to his neck while he slipped his hands down his boyfriends knickers.
John moaned quietly and pushed his hips against Roger's touch.