Backseat Serenade.

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I was more than surprised to see Tony standing their looking more nervous than I have ever seen him.

"Can I please talk to you?" he all but pleaded and I let him on the bus.

"What's up, Tone?" I sat next to him on the couch and faced him with worried eyes as he picked at his nails.

"Well it's two things" the poor kid looked like he was about to explode so I motioned for him to keep talking and he had to take a few deep breaths before continuing.

"I guess I'll start with the bigger thing. Mike screamed your name when he was fucking Alysha." He stopped abruptly and looked at me. I was in complete and utter shock at the news he had just bestowed on me.

"What?!" I yelled and he jumped but nodded.

"Jay, we are all so confused as to why he is being so mean and fucking Alysha. She slapped him and walked out a few days ago because he wouldn't talk about and he won't tell us anything and we don't know what to do!" he was gasping for air by the time he finished and I was just baffled.

"Tony, I don't know what to do either! Every time I have seen him, he is so mean to me. I can't do much because I doubt he will talk to me. I really don't know what to do about that whole Alysha thing because I kicked her ass and all but that's not really my problem, it's his." I sighed and looked down. a part of me felt happy and coy that he called out my name instead of hers but it was still mind boggling.

"I know you can't do much but if we get him to come talk to you, will you?" I nodded to his question and he smiled.

"Okay, the second thing is a little personal." He looked up with smiley eyes and I could already tell what this was about.

"Does Priscilla really like me? I know we've been hanging out a lot more and getting real close but I don't want to get hurt and-" I stopped him while I laughed and shook my head.

"That girl has liked you ever since she first met you! Make her yours because like me, she won't wait forever for someone. She really likes you, Tone." I assured him and he smiled shyly and turned his head away.

"You two are too cute." I chuckled and got up to get a bottle of water.

"So I should go for it? I should ask her out?" he asked coyly and I nodded.

"Be cute with it though. she's a hopeless romantic at heart." I giggled and he smiled wildly.

"Good, this is gonna be fun then. Thanks, Jay, I'll see you later." I waved goodbye to him as he stepped off the bus and noticed I still had a good hour until the guys got back from the signing so I made some food and played video games.

I was just starting to get really into it when the guys showed up. I had been playing for well over an hour and they stood there watching me kill every person in sight. I finally died with a sixty kill streak, most kills were head shots and I was beyond proud of myself. Call of Duty was my shit.

''We're gonna leave in like an hour so get ready, killer." Cameron chuckled and went to get ready himself. The room emptied but James stayed. I watched as he slowly took his shirt off and admired his body in the mirror. I giggled as he flexed and made funny faces in the mirror.

"What?" he smiled shyly as I giggled uncontrollably.

"I have never seen someone flew and make goofy faces while looking at themselves before." I said through my laughing fit. He just shook his head and grabbed the controller from my lap, brushing his fingers lightly over the exposed skin of my leg. The goose bumps rose from his touch and I blushed as I turned my attention to the TV.

The guys came back in with drinks for us and we started the pregaming. It was fun talking and playing stupid games with these guys. I walked out with my drink and rummaged through my bags to find my leather shorts with studs on the back pockets with my bright blue v-neck. I quickly put them on and walked back into the room. I received various wolf whistles as I sat down in my original spot and chuckled.

Soon we were off to god knows where, walking down the street like maniacs. We arrived at a packed local bar but I could tell that it was flooded with other band members too along with some locals. I liked places like this; you could always tell a lot about the little places in towns.

A good song was playing so I grabbed James and dragged him out to dance with me. we stayed with each other the whole night and as the drinks kept flowing, our sexual tension increased. Soon enough, we were grinding on each other and it was getting pretty heated.


We drank until the early hours of the morning until it was time for bus call. We had a day off the next day but James and I had left a bit earlier than everyone else. I wanted to get him home in my tipsy state.

He led me up the bus stairs and I shut the door behind us. He brought me to the back room and locked the door. He laid me down them couch and hovered over me while gently but roughly, at the same time, kissing my lips.

The combination of the whiskey we were drinking and the cigarettes he was smoking along with the little bit of weed I smoked with Ben lingered on us and filled my nostrils. I looked through my half-mast eyes up at him as I started unbuckling his belt and slid his pants down with help from my feet. I lifted my shirt over my head as he yanked my shorts down and we were both just left in our underwear.

We both had a lustful but loving look in our eyes and I knew that we had wanted this for so long. This wasn't going to be like the first time, not rough, it was going to be sweet.

He ghosted his lips all down my body, nipping once in a while until he reached my panty line and slowly pulled them down, tossing them to the side somewhere with the rest of my clothes.
He licked once up my slit before going to town and leaving me a moaning mess under his touch.

He dipped his tongue in me a few times before using his tongue and leaving a trail going back up to my lips. I could feel his hard on poking through his boxer briefs and onto my leg. I stood him up and sunk down to my knees and palmed him through his boxers. He groaned in approval as I pulled them down and he kicked them away. I took him in my mouth, slowly bobbing my head up and down and swirling my tongue all along the shaft. This was the one thing I had mastered over the years and I guess my hard work was paying off because his sweet voice moaned my name for the first time and it was like sweet sugar to my ears. He pulled me off of him and gingerly laid me on the couch and lined himself up.

He pushed in so slowly and I let out a long overdrawn gutting moan. He picked up the pace a little but kept it on the slow side.

I could feel the pressure in my abdomen growing slightly and I started to rub myself to match his pace and soon I was cumming hard.

I flipped us over so I was on top and I rode him until he screamed my name. his voice was raspy and I collapsed next to him. I grabbed his shirt as soon as we both came down from our sexual highs and drunkenly stumbled to his bunk. I rolled in and felt him wrap his arms around me and we fell asleep like that.

I could hear the guys stumble back onto the bus just as my eyes closed and fell into a deep sleep.

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