Real Life Fanfiction | Randy

Chapter 5 - Problems

- Rye's POV -

"Wanna go back to my place?" I asked her and she just nodded. I pulled her out of the crowd and told Blair what was going on before we walked out of the house. My manager wasn't quite happy about it, but he knew I'd get someone to fuck anyway.

I got her into my car and drove her to my place that wasn't too far away. When we got there, I opened the door for her and she jumped into my arms right away. We made out on our way to the front door and as soon as we were inside, we started losing our clothes. When we got to my bed, she was only wearing her underwear and I was shirtless.

"Lay down." I ordered and she did. I climbed up on the bed next to her and started kissing her while playing with her breasts. She moaned into the kiss when I slipped one hand under her bra. Usually I would've been hard by then, but somehow it just didn't work this time. I panicked.

"Take this shit off." I said and with minimal struggles, I took off her bra. She had nice boobs, not too big, but not too small either. They fit into my palms perfectly and I used that to play with them a little. I took her nipple into my mouth, sucking and licking and just making her feel good until she was moaning. And I, for some reason, was still fucking soft.

I nervously got off the bed. "Excuse me for a minute." I smiled at her and walked out of the room and into my bathroom. I washed my face with cold water and tried to calm myself down. I thought I was like nervous or something, but no. I considered it was the booze, but I barely drank a glass.
I undid my jeans and pushed them down along with my underwear. I tried jerking my cock while thinking about that sexy girl in my bed, but nothing. I tried to think about anything... the hottest thing I've ever seen...

And someone popped into my head. Someone who I shouldn't have thought about. Someone with gorgeous blue eyes and blonde hair and pale skin, obscenely licking cake frosting off his fingers. Fuck... I got hard.

I punched the wall next to myself. It's not like I've never tried things with a guy before, but this is a whole new level. I wasn't supposed to get hard while thinking about a crazy fan. I was so mad I couldn't even think about the girl who was still in my bedroom. I tried to calm down, not think about him, really just think about anything else. And I slowly got soft again. I wanted to cry from how frustrated I was.

"Rye? Is everything okay?" came a feminine voice from the door. I turned my head to see it was the girl whom I brought home. I pulled my boxers back over my flaccid cock, but I left my jeans undid.
"Uh I just feel a bit stressed now and... god this is so embarassing."
"You're having problems?" she asked, walking closer to me. She put her arms around me and I saw her smile from the mirror. "Need some help?"

And without even waiting for my answer, he turned me around and got on her knees in front of me. I laughed and tried to pull her up, but she resisted. She really wanted to suck my cock.
"Wow it's quite big even when you're not hard." she said when she took it out. I shrugged because I've heard that too many times. All girls were impressed by the length.

And then, she started sucking. First only the tip, swirling her tongue around the slit and sucking lightly. Then she went a bit deeper, sucking now a bit harder on my cock and licking the underside of it while her little hands stroked the parts that weren't in her mouth. And my dick just didn't get hard. Usually I get hard so quickly during a blowjob it's embarassing, but now... nothing.

I tried closing my eyes, but that only made me picture him on his knees like this, sucking me like a pro. I wondered if he was still a virgin... or maybe someone has fucked him before. Then I'll fuck him so hard and so good he'll forget everyone he'd been with.

"See you just needed some help." her voice dragged me back to reality and I saw I had gone hard while thinking about him.
"Thank you baby." I said, pulling her up and kissing her. I didn't care I could taste myself, it wasn't bad.
"Wanna continue then?" she asked with a shy smile. I kicked off my trousers and underwear and picked her up to carry her back to the bed. I guess I'll just need to pretend it's him for the rest of the night.

It wasn't bad, she looked very sexy and her moans spurred me on. If it was a normal situation, she'd have turned me on madly. But this wasn't a normal situation, this was just some bad dream.
I really had to imagine that silly boy instead of the super hot girl under me and... okay, maybe he was kinda sexy. But only the way I pictured him. I bet he doesn't look that good in real life.

When we were done, I just pulled out and let the girl fall asleep. I laid wide awake in my bed and tried to figure out what the hell was going on.

I texted Harper. I asked if they were still at the party and if Andy was still there. Harper said they left early and Andy went home because he wasn't feeling well.
Fuck it! Why did I even ask him about Andy? I don't care about that crazy boy! This was only a one time thing, it will never happen again. I only imagined him because he did that stupid thing with the icing... Yeah, that has to be it.

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