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Jack J.

I had now been working for Mr. Gilinsky for a month and three weeks in counting. I was coming to the point where I really got the hang of the job and things were coming into place. I was gaining more than enough money for me to survive and since, Mr. Gilinsky and Madison was covering my housing I had more than enough to give to Aunt Maxine in order to help out with Olivia's new daycare finances.

On top of that, a lot of my money had been going to my mom's medical expenses and her surgery was more than half way paid for.

Everything was seemingly great, other than the few minor bumps in the road in this short amount of time, but hopefully I was over that.

Mr. Gilinsky's tour was starting a week from now and honestly, I was nervous to go with him. Especially, after the past week's events.

All week he had been subtly flirting and making small sexual innuendos that left me utterly confused. I'm not sure if I am interpreting his actions wrong, but his small words and actions definitely left me thinking.

For example, on Tuesday when he referred to me as his 'princess' when he opened the door handle that I had no desire to touch given my slight OCD with door knobs.

However, despite his sudden weird behavior that I've let slide, the preparation for tour has been fun. Although, I still can't shake this nervousness and slight fear that something will happen between the six or so months that I would be on the US leg of tour with him. With his bizarre behavior and our handful of events that led me to believe he was not entirely straight, I can't really put it past him that something could possibly happen.

It was too late to back out now though.

"Johnson, are you going to be attending the pre-tour party tonight or are you staying here? Or do you have other plans?" Mr. Gilinsky said coming from around the corner so that he was now visible to where he could see me seated on the couch. He had on a tight black shirt that showcased his muscles and gray sweatpants. Even something so simple looked so good on him.

"Johnson?" He said snapping me out of gaze with a small smile appearing on his face.

"O-Oh, yeah, I'll be there." I replied feeling my blush seeping through since I had just been caught staring and zoning out while doing so.

"Good, good. It starts at eight and you can just ride over there with me and Mads." He explained and I almost rolled my eyes at the nickname he had for her. 'Mads', the fuck kind of nickname is that?

"That's fine with me." I said with a small nod pulling my legs to my chest feeling a little uncomfortable that I was having a conversation with him and I looked terrible.

I had on basketball shorts that were old and a little small on me showing off my skinny chicken legs. Then to top it off  I sported an oversized sweatshirt, that Aunt Maxine thought was the perfect shirt to get me. It says and I quote "Sorry girls, I suck dick".

And now I am currently cringing at the fact that I didn't realize I was publicly wearing a shirt that said that around my boss until now.

I was just really hoping he didn't notice my sweatshirt before I pulled my legs to my chest.

"Okay, well just be ready by 7, it takes about thirty minutes to get there and I don't want to be late to my own party." He clarified and I gave him a small nod again.

"Well okay." He said turning his body to walk the other way and finally leaving the room. As soon as he was out of the room I was going to run upstairs and change my shirt.

However, just when I thought he was going to leave he said, "Oh, and nice shirt." Before winking at me and walking off making my breathing hitch.

What the fuck?

I scurry upstairs as soon as he is out the room, cursing Aunt Maxine for ever buying me this dumb sweatshirt. How utterly embarrassing.

***

I scream loudly into my pillow in frustration as small piles of clothes are layered throughout my room.

My wardrobe was small in comparison to others, which I was totally fine with, but it wasn't really a good thing when you wanted to look nice.

I had nothing to wear that I liked and I only had a good thirty minutes to get prepared before I made Mr. Gilinsky late. The last thing I wanted to do.

I picked myself up off my bed, pushing my white pillow to the side as I looked around my room at the mess I had made. That triggered another groan to leave my mouth because I knew I would have to pick these clothes up before I left. I already cleaned up enough around here and I had no desire to put back all these clothes.

"Okay Jack. Just calm down, you got this." I whispered to myself as I got up from my bed.

Right now my best bet was to go with a semi-new shirt that I had gotten that had red and white stripes on it. After a couple minutes of mediating to keep my stress level down and searching for the right items, the outfit came into place.

I decided on that shirt with a blue jean jacket over it that was rolled up on the sleeves. Black jeans that had two big holes on the knees part and my red vans.

After doing my hair I was content with everything and right on schedule, so I raced downstairs deciding that I could leave my pile of clothes on the floor for the night.

"Right on time." Mr. Gilinsky said and he rested on the couch playing with his phone.

"You look really nice, Johnson." He complimented as he looked up at me. I don't know if I was seeing things or not, but I could have sworn he slightly bit his lip as he scanned over my body. Weird.

"Thank you, sir. You look good too." I complimented as well because he did. His button up was opened up just enough to see his chest and I had no trouble gawking at the sight.

"Thanks." He replied simply. "Madison should be down in a minute, she's taking forever with her makeup as if she'll be there the whole time." The last part came out more as a mutter under his breathe than anything, but I still heard it and It only indicated that he was annoyed with the situation right now.

I nodded before I sat down on the loveseat that was beside the long couch.

It was silent for a little while as we waited for Madison to come downstairs. He was casually on his phone while I was staring off into space because it wasn't like I had anyone to text, any form of social media, or my headphones anywhere in sight.

"What the hell?" I heard him sigh out before getting up from the couch and making his way upstairs. I check my phone to see it was now 7:15 and I knew he was not happy that we would now possibly be late depending on traffic. If Mr. Gilinsky was anything it was punctual.

It was a good five minutes before I heard footsteps and the once muffled loud talking now getting closer to where I was seated.

"Oh my gosh, Jack it's not the end of the world. We will get there." Madison said rolling her eyes as she made her way down the steps in her skin tight black jumpsuit and heels. Not even going to lie she looked really pretty. Too bad she is a bitch with a bad attitude, we could have been real good friends.

"That's not the point Madison. You know traffic is bad and thanks to you we are leaving twenty minutes later than I intended." He explained sounding highly upset at this point with her nonchalant attitude towards the situation and the fact that they were behind.

"Well, maybe if you would stop bitching we would be out the door by now. I told you I was sorry, but I wasn't going to just walk out the house any type of way and you know that." She stated and after that it was silent as Mr. Gilinsky stared at her.

"You know what? Let's just go." Mr. Gilinsky said shaking his head as he walked towards the garage. That was my cue to get off the couch.

"He's coming with us?" Madison said turning back to look at me.

"Yes, he is." Mr. Gilinsky said plainly continuing his walk to the garage as Madison and I followed suit.

Once we made it inside the car I could feel the tension. Madison was on her phone the whole way there as Mr. Gilinsky kept his eyes glued to the rode. There was not a word spoken that whole forty-three minutes other than a small compliment from Mr. Gilinsky that he gave to Madison on her appearance. She gave him a small thanks and then it was back to silence. Thank god the radio was on, otherwise I would have had to get out the car and walk the rest of the way to take myself out of my own misery.

When we finally arrived to the club where the party was being held it was 8:15 and I could already tell there were a ton of people already in there.

"See, I told you it wasn't that big of a deal. We're not even that late." Madison spoke out while she stuffed her phone in her small clutch. Mr. Gilinsky merely rolled his eyes as we got out of the car and he handed a man his keys in order to park the car.

In no time we were in the party and I could already tell this was going to be a night of me trailing behind Mr. Gilinsky and unfortunately, Madison.

Mr. Gilinsky and Madison walked around and greeted people as I stayed close behind watching their body language. His hand was placed upon her waist in a loving manner and from time to time they would share small kisses. From the outside looking in you would think their relationship was perfect, but little did everyone know.

Finally, we got to some people I knew that were all seated in a corner to themselves. Sammy, Skate, Xavier, Matthew, and Nash all stood up and gave their loud greetings to Mr. Gilinsky. I was really glad that I had finally seen some familiar faces, but I would be lying if I said I didn't feel uncomfortable with Cameron and Nash's presence along with Skate staring at me like I was a piece of meat.

"I see you've brought the mrs." Skate said through his raspy voice acknowledging Madison. His tone sounding more that he was annoyed with her existence than happy she was here.

"Yes he did, problem?" Madison said with a smile that was oozing anything, but friendly vibes.

"Hey, hey, there will be none of that tonight." Mr. Gilinsky warned the two, but Skate merely brushed off the warning letting his eyes lock on me again.

"Looks like you've brought the twink with you again too. I could barely see him behind you, he's so tiny." He said making my face feel hot from embarrassment. I wish his ass would stop calling me a twink. I get it, I'm small, but do I really need to be reminded every time I see him.

"Skate, shut the hell up. Stop calling him a twink. He doesn't like you leave him alone." Mila said sticking up for me as she came over my way and made me come to where she was sitting at the end of the couch. I was so glad she was here. Out of everyone I had met so far she was my favorite, I felt like I could actually call her my friend.

"I'm not saying anything to be mean, I happen to like that he's a cute little twink." He said winking at me making me blush in embarrassment. I was highly uncomfortable at the point. I had also noticed that Sammy looked really mad behind Skate.

As the night progressed, we all made small talk until the group began to get smaller and smaller due to people leaving the corner we were in. Throughout that time, most of my conversation was with Mila. That was until Xavier decided he wanted his girlfriend back and they went to go dance.

That left me with Matthew, Carter, Nash, and Cameron. Two couples, great.

You remember how I said earlier that I knew tonight would be one of those nights I would be trailing behind Mr. Gilinsky, yeah I was wrong. It was much worse that that.

Mr. Gilinsky had went to go socialize with his guest, Madison left after about an hour because she had an early morning tomorrow, Skate went to go drink, and Sammy just ventured off.

This left me with absolutely no distraction from Nash and Cameron on the other side of me sharing small kisses, touches, and conversation. They looked utterly in love and honestly it was making me jealous.

That's when I decided to get up and get a drink to spare myself the heartbreak I was feeling at this point. This was the first time I would ever drink, but I knew I needed something because the way I was feeling right now, the tears would be coming at any minute if I didn't do something to relieve myself.

"Hey baby." Skate said getting behind me putting his hands on each side of the bar that I was now standing in front of. Isn't it funny how the one person you want this type of attention from doesn't give it to you, while some other idiot will?

"What do you want Skate?" I said feeling myself becoming even more annoyed. From the smell of his breath he was either fully drunk or at least tipsy.

"What are you doing over here? I thought you didn't drink?" He questioned placing himself next to me.

"First time for everything." I replied with a sigh.

"Well I suggest you start off with something a little light for your first time."

"I wanna do shots." I spoke out, honestly.

"Okay shots of what?" He asked.

"Um I don't know, vodka?" I said, my statement coming out more as a question. I had barely any knowledge on drinks and that was about the only alcoholic beverage that was coming to mind right now.

"How about tequila? I don't think you should start off with vodka yet, too strong." He advised and I went along with it because he most likely knew better than I did. Honestly, I didn't really care what I was drinking, I just needed to get my mind off everything right now.

He ordered my drink for me and right when I got it, I was slowly starting to reconsider my initial thoughts to drink.

"Oh don't tell me you're chickening out Johnson." He said getting behind me and grabbing waist. His body hovering over mine.

"I-I'm not. Can you just back the fuck up?" I said frustratedly taking the drink in my hand. Skate merely moved over to the side, one of his hands still on my waist as I built up enough courage to take a sip of the cold liquid.

As I swallowed it burned slowly down my throat making me cringe.

"Johnson, that was nothing! This is a shot. Down it all at once, it will go down easier, promise."

I listened to what he said as I threw the drink back swallowing quickly as it burned down my throats making me cough.

"There you go. You're first shot and you got to experience it with yours truly. I'm honored." He said smiling at me before I loosened myself from his soft grip on my waist to look out at Nash and Cameron now grinding on each other on the part of the dance floor, that was more than visible to me.

Are they doing this shit on purpose?

Out of all the things I see when I turned around that just had to be the first one. I rolled my eyes in annoyance, feeling my tears starting to build yet again.

I needed to get another a drink and that's exactly what I did. And then I got another one after that. I downed it like how I was advised last time and was cheered on by Skate.

"You've got some right here." Skate said wiping the small dribble of liquid off my chin with his thumb.

"You are so sexy." He complimented bringing my body towards his by my waist.

"And I'm not interested." I said bringing my hand up to his chest so that I could push myself out of his grasp. I really wasn't in the mood. His countless flirting and advances were getting tiring. Couldn't he see I wasn't interested?

The drinks weren't working with helping me forget anything as I still felt sad and it was frustrating. So, I resulted to getting relief the best way I knew how. To cry.

"Where are you going?" Skate asked as I started to walk towards the hallway where the bathrooms were located.

"The bathroom." I said just loud enough for him to hear me over the loud music.

"I can go with you." He offered, but I simply shook my head to decline before I ventured off to where I could get a little privacy.

Once I made it to the stall I released the small tears that were much needed at this point. I was a little more than tipsy and overly emotional at this point. What a mess.

Once I felt that I had put myself together again enough to be seen, checking my eyes in the mirror, the bathroom door opened revealing Mr. Gilinsky.

"Hey Johnson, what's wrong?" He said immediately examining my face.

"What do you mean?" I said running my fingers through my hair avoiding eye contact. I guess I didn't look as back to normal as I thought I did.

"I can obviously tell you've been crying. Your face is puffy. So what's wrong?" He stated sounding concerned.

"Nothing."

"It's something Johnson, what is it? Did someone do something to you?" And I could instantly tell by his demeanor he was getting mad at the thought of someone doing something to me.

"No, no, nothing like that. I just don't want to talk about it here." I said playing with my fingers, looking down at my shoes.

"Okay, then we're leaving." He stated grabbed my wrist to drag me out the bathroom.

"B-but this is your party!" I explained.

"And?" He said shutting me down. My slightly drunken mind not being able to think of anything else to say. Those drinks were really starting to kick in now.

He pulled me out of the bathroom and club, making it to the car in no time. At this point I really wasn't feeling good at all. My stomach was starting to hurt and I felt the need to throw up.

"Are you feeling okay?" He said noticing me holding my stomach in the passengers seat.

"No I don't feel so good." I admitted moving constantly in my seat.

"Did you drink something?" He asked

"A little."

"Do you think you can ride in the car for the next forty minutes or so to the house?" He questioned. I shook my head profusely feeling the vomit rising in my throat as tears rolled down my cheeks. Drinking is not fun.

"Look, we'll just get a hotel and stay for the night. You don't feel good and I don't feel like driving forty minutes back to place I don't want to be at anyway. It's a win win for both of us." He announced and honestly at this point I didn't give a fuck what he wanted to do. I was too busy trying to hold down this vomit.

Within the short ride to the nearest hotel the vomit feeling has subsided and now I was just feeling giddy.

"Jaaaacckk, I feel gooooddd." I said dragging out my words before I giggled to myself, leaning over the center counsel of the car almost into his lap.

"Come on Johnson we're here." Mr. Gilinsky said preparing to get out the car.

"Carry me!" I whined with a pout not wanting to walk. This alcohol really had me saying stuff I wouldn't normally say, but honestly I didn't care. It was like I was aware of everything, but I felt so carefree.

He gets out of the car without saying anything before coming to my side and unbuckling my seatbelt before picking me up bridal style out the car.

He carried me into he hotel, my head tucked in his neck inhaling his scent, before sitting me down in a chair so he could get us a room.

"Jack get us one room. I don't want to be alone." I whispered before he left, feeling emotional.

"Okay." He replied before retreating to the front desk leaving me there to think.

My thoughts were honestly scattered. Just a second ago I felt great and now I was feeling very emotional. I was thrown right back into that hurt feeling in my chest when I saw Nash and Cameron together. I just wanted him to love me like he use to.

"Hey, I got the room come on." He said holding out his hand so I could latch onto it for pull me up. Once I'm up he wraps his arm around my waist in order to keep me steady as if I was sloppy drunk.

I wasn't sloppy drunk, I was just a little over buzzed right now.

We got into the mirrored elevator and made our way up to the fourth floor that our room was on.

"It's not fair." I whimpered out of nowhere, letting small tears fall down my face as I was still latched onto his side.

"What's not fair?" But, I didn't reply, I just let the tears continue to fall. My thoughts and emotions were everywhere, I don't even think I could answer his question properly.

When the elevator finally got to our floor we got off and found our room easily. I collapsed onto the bed once we got in our room, still crying like the big baby I was.

"Johnson, babe, what's wrong?" Mr. Gilinsky asked rubbing my back as he sat on the bed with me.

"No one will ever love me." I reply, saying the first thing that came to mind. In my right mind I would probably never say that, but right now it was as if I had no control.

"That's not true." He said. "Look at me."

His voice sounded demanding and despite the emotional wreck I was right now, I still listening. He used his thumbs to wipe my tears before sitting me up.

"Someone will love you. I promise."

"You mean it." I whimper out and that's when things got silent.

"I can show you better than I can tell you." He said his voice filling with a little seduction instead of the worry and compassion that was there a minute ago. This was a tone that I had definitely heard more than once and I was still debating on if that was a good thing.

And that's when his lips attached to mine and I felt complete bliss.

I worked my lips against his feeling his hand slowly reach my jean covered thigh bringing us a little closer than our seated positions on the bed.

"No, we shouldn't do this. Were both a little drunk. You more than me, but I know we can't do this. It's wrong and you're not even sober." He said breaking away from the kiss standing up quickly.

"I'm sober!" I retorted back, which was definitely a lie. I wasn't sober, but I was sober enough to a least be a little aware of what I was doing.

"I'm sober enough to know I want this." I muttered out.

"I don't know Johnson." He said running his hands through his hair. It was evident he was juggling hat as right and what was wrong right now, but in this moment I could honestly give a damn.

The next thing I said completely shocked me as soon as it came from my mouth.

"But, I want you to show me like you said you would. Please." I pleaded standing up in front of him, standing on my tip toes to kiss him once again.

Oh, the things alcohol can do.

3rd Person POV

It only took those thirteen little words to begin something both Gilinsky and Johnson knew they wouldn't be able to stop.

"Okay." Gilinsky agrees almost instantly changing his mind about everything he had just previously said. Right now both his mind and his body were in agreement on what they wanted, who was he to deny that?

He desperately moves his hands around Johnson's waist in a quick motion to pull Johnson closer. Johnson moans softly into the now full on kiss they were sharing, bringing his small arms to link around Gilinsky's neck.

It was only a small amount of time before the kiss became more desperate and Johnson's legs were wrapped around Gilinsky's waist while he was pushed against a wall with his hands above his head. The kiss had became more wild as Gilinsky's tongue swirled around with Johnson's for dominance.

Obviously, Gilinsky won the little battle lapping his tongue into Johnson's mouth before pulling away taking Johnson's' tongue out of his mouth with him. The long overdue kiss they shared was erotic and sexually stimulating, something both Johnson and Gilinsky had never experienced.

Gilinsky removed his large hands from Johnson's small one, letting their arms down as he quickly latched onto Johnson's butt, sneezing it hard. Johnson's immediate response was to buck his hips creating more friction between their growing erections. That elicited a rather load moan from Johnson.

Growing tired of standing and ready to shed some clothes, Gilinsky made the decision to carry Johnson's tiny body onto the bed in fast motion. Johnson let out a small giggle as his body hit the soft mattress and they continued their kiss.

"O-Off." Johnson whispered from under Gilinsky. His short legs spread apart on either side of Gilinsky's body as Gilinsky was in between them, making sure not to put his full weight on Johnson's body.

With that being said Gilinsky swiftly took off his shirt showing all his muscles and tattooed glory. Johnson couldn't help, but think that those pictures did no justice to how he was in real life.

"It's only fair that you shed some clothes yourself." Gilinsky said through a husky voice pulling the hem of Johnson's shirt up to show off his flat tummy. Johnson's body was nowhere near as toned as Gilinsky's and if Johnson was sober enough he would have probably been embarrassed, putting up a fight in order to keep his shirt on. However, he was too tipsy to care, letting Gilinsky scan over his pale, soft skin.

"You are so beautiful." Gilinsky spoke out capturing Johnson's lips with his again. Anyone on the outside looking in would probably think they were in love by the soft touches they were giving each other, despite the rough make out they just shared, but they weren't. At least they didn't think so.

Johnson's small hands raked over Gilinsky's back as he was a moaning mess under him due to them now rocking back and forth creating more friction. Gilinsky needed all their clothes off now and Johnson, although he wouldn't voice it right now, wanted the same.

Gilinsky slowly worked his mouth from Johnson's lips to his neck and then from there to his nipple.

"Oh my god." Johnson moaned softly feeling how sensitive his nipples were under Gilinsky's mouth. Everything just felt so good right now.

Gilinsky then moved further down to Johnson's stomach planted kisses all over his stomach, leaving hickies all over his easily bruised, pale skin.

"Let's get these off too." Gilinsky said unbuttoning the top of Johnson's pants and pulling them down with only a small amount of struggle from how tight they were. As soon as they were off Gilinsky was met with Johnson's small black briefs that clung onto his clothed length. Gilinsky's mouth was watering at the sight.

Almost immediately Gilinsky spread Johnson's legs apart and started peppering kisses and leaving hickies all over Johnson's nicely shaved legs.

"You are so sexy." Gilinsky whispered receiving a high pitched whimper from Johnson who was now fully erect. That part of his body was desperate for attention, both of their's were.

"It's only fair that you shed some clothes too." Johnson said with a small smirk planted upon his face as he mimicked what Gilinsky had just told him.

"I have no issue with that, babe." Gilinsky retorted as he hastily took off his belt letting his pants drop to reveal his gray Calvin Clein boxers. As soon as Johnson saw his print he almost gasped because damn, it was big.

Gilinsky, within seconds, was back on top of Johnson sharing an open mouthed kiss while Johnson was grinding his erection against Gilinsky's, load moans leaving his mouth against Gilinsky's lips.

"Fuck, I want these off now." Gilinsky demanded referring to Johnson's briefs. "Let's see that pretty little ass of yours."

Gilinsky palmed Johnson's dick before taking the hem of his boxers and peeling the boxers down to reveal Johnson's pretty, pink length. It was definitely not small, especially with it at full attention right now, but it was no comparison to Gilinsky's.

"You're already nice and wet for me." Gilinsky said running his finger over the slit of Johnson's length making Johnson shudder in pleasure.

"P-Please." Johnson moaned out not really knowing what he was asking for. He just needed Gilinsky to do something.

"Please do what, baby?" Gilinsky asked with a smirk planted on his face because he was satisfied at the moaning mess he had made the small boy.

"Please, do something! Anything." Johnson whimpered out as he reached down to touch his aching length, but his hand was slapped away.

"I don't think so. No touching yourself, the only way you will cum tonight is if it is from me." Gilinsky commanded, his dominance showing now more than ever. Johnson simply nodded moving his hips in the air in hopes to get some type of relief, but it only worked him up more.

"I'm not the type to get on my knees, but I guess there's a first for everything." And with that he pulled Johnson to the edge of the bed by his thighs attaching his hand to Johnson's length immediately.

Seconds later after working his hand up and down Johnson's erection, Gilinsky latched his mouth onto Johnson. Gilinsky was very inexperienced with this, given this was his first time, but from the loud moans coming from Johnson's mouth you would think he had done this countless times before.

"Oh my gosh. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Don't stop!" Johnson panted out, taking Gilinsky's hair into his little hands and tugging on it so that Gilinsky could possibly take more of him in his mouth.

That continued for a couples minutes before Johnson started panting that he was about to cum and Gilinsky didn't want the fun to be over just yet, so he released his length from his mouth with a small pop. Johnson released a small whine at the feeling being lost, opening his once shut eyes again.

Once his eyes were open he was met with a naked Gilinsky. His long and thick erection standing at full attention, almost as perfect as everything else on Gilinsky's body.

"O-Oh my-" Johnson said staring at Gilinsky's length because how the fuck was he suppose to fit all that inside his mouth let alone anywhere else? However, despite his hesitance he continued with his initial thought.

"C-Can I-" Johnson said before stopping himself bringing his body up to sit now.

"Can you what?" Gilinsky replied smugly, loving how tongue tied he was making Johnson.

"Can I, um, taste you?" Johnson asked timidly.

"Go ahead." Gilinsky said and that was all Johnson needed to bring himself to all fours in front Gilinsky. His face now right in front of Gilinsky's length and he took it all in his mouth at once. He had only did this one time with Nash and he wasn't very good at it, but he was determined to be good for Gilinsky.

Johnson's small mouth wrapped around Gilinsky's tip, his tongue running over the slit and he was cautious of not using any teeth. He took it a little further, lowering his mouth down as far as he could get it before he would make himself gag. That was a good majority of Gilinsky's erection.

"Damn, you're good at this." Gilinsky said through a groan running his fingers through Johnson's hair. That was all the encouragement Johnson needed to bob his head at a faster pace on Gilinsky erection, stopping to give his length kitten licks ever so often.

Gilinsky reached down running his fingers over Johnson's hole making Johnson automatically push back on the finger over his whole although there not being any lube.

Once Gilinsky was about to release he removed Johnson from his length, bring the small boy up to kiss him. Gilinsky could taste his precum on Johnson's mouth.

"I want to fuck you." Gilinsky said through the kiss picking Johnson up from the bed. Johnson immediately wrapped his legs around Gilinsky as he felt Gilinsky plant his large hands on his ass cheeks and spread them apart, letting his length move in between Johnson's cheeks.

"Do it then." Johnson moaned out feeling bold. They both knew what they wanted right now. Only problem is they had no lube and no condom which Gilinsky became aware of.

"Go get some lotion out of the bathroom." Gilinsky said to Johnson letting him down on the ground again.

"Why?" Johnson questioned.

"We need something in replace of lube, otherwise, this will definitely be a painful experience for you. Now go." Gilinsky instructed and Johnson followed along bringing back some lotion they had in the hotel bathroom.

"Go lay on the bed. All fours, ass up." Gilinsky ordered loving the dominance he had right now. Johnson did as he was told showcasing his natural arch in his back. His pretty, pink hole on display for Gilinsky to have a perfect view of.

Gilinsky got on the bed behind him and began pouring a good amount of lotion onto two of his fingers. He rubbed his fingers along Johnson's quivering hole giving his asscheek a kiss.

Soon enough Gilinsky slipped one finger into Johnson's tight hole and Johnson gasped at the sudden invasion.

After adjusting, Johnson began to push his ass back on Gilinsky's finger that continued thrusting in his butt. Then a second finger was added no Gilinsky began to scissor his fingers in order to loosen up Johnson's hole a little more in preparation for his length. Gilinsky curved his fingers in hopes to touch that bundle of nerves that had Johnson going crazy last time he had fingered him.

"Fuck, right there!" Johnson yelped out grinding back on Gilinsky's fingers. Yeah, Gilinsky had definitely found what he was looking for.

Gilinsky went for a third finger, but Johnson was entirely too tight for it, so he settled with two and hoped that was enough to prepare Johnson.

"You ready?" Gilinsky questioned pulling his fingers out of Johnson, but as soon as he said that he remembered they didn't have a condom. "Fuck, I don't have a condom."

"No, it's okay. I still want to, please?" Johnson pleaded turning to look at Gilinsky with his big blue eyes. This was just another thing added the list of shit he would never say if he were sober.

"Okay." Gilinsky agreed. "Lay on your back, I want to see that pretty little face of yours."

Johnson did as he was told letting Gilinsky spread his legs far apart. Good thing Johnson was semi-flexible.

The lotion mixed with Gilinsky's precum played as lube when Gilinsky began to run his tip along Johnson's hole. After awhile Johnson was beginning to get frustrated with waiting for him to put it in.

"Just fuck me alrea- Ahhhh!" Johnson demanded, but was quickly cut off when Gilinsky shoved his tip in to shut Johnson up.

Johnson's face twisted in discomfort at the invasion almost instantly while Gilinsky was the complete opposite, loving the way Johnson's tight hole was wrapped around him. Gilinsky let out a low groan at the feeling, trying to refrain from pushing all the way in too fast.

He slowly and carefully pushed his length further into Johnson. Johnson eyes screwed shut as his mouth hung open letting out multiple gasp. Tears were starting to run down his cheeks at the pain he was feeling in his backside now. Gilinsky was big.

"Ouch." Johnson whispered, his tears still falling.

"It's okay." Gilinsky said leaning down to kiss away Johnson's tears, but all Johnson did was continue to grip the sheets now that Gilinsky was fully in him. Gilinsky stayed there keeping his movements to a minimal so that Johnson could adjust.

"Move." Johnson demanded.

"You sure?" Gilinsky question to make sure he wouldn't hurt the small boy.

"Yes, yes! I need you to move!" Johnson moaned out feeling all that pain turn into the slightest bit of pleasure that he was craving for. And with that Gilinsky began to move his hips, thrusting his hips, slowly, in and out of Johnson.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck!" Johnson breathed out tightening his grip on the now, wrinkled white sheets. Both Johnson and Gilinsky's moans were heard around the room.

"You are so fucking tight." Gilinsky panted out grabbing onto Johnson's hips and picking up his pace.

After more than a few minutes the sex became less gentle and more rough as Gilinsky grabbed onto Johnson's legs, moving in and out of him at a fast pace.

"Oh fuck yes, fuck me!" Johnson yelled feeling his legs begin to shake. Never was he this vocal during the few times he had sex with Nash, but this was bringing out a new side of him.

Johnson's hands made their way to Gilinsky's back as he began to grip on it bringing Gilinsky down to kiss him. They made out while Gilinsky slipped his length in and out of the tiny boy.

It wouldn't be long before Johnson was going to cum. One touch on his dick and he would release because due to him being inactive with sex for so long he had the stamina of a teen, very little.

Gilinsky could tell by Johnson's expressions he wouldn't last very much longer so he decided he wanted to try another position before it was too late, flipping them both onto their sides.

While getting into position Gilinsky's length fell out of Johnson's tight hole and Johnson whimpered from the loss.

It wasn't long before Gilinsky had Johnson's thigh in his hand, while they were both on their sides, as he slipped his erection back into Johnson's hole that was wet from Gilinsky's cum.

Johnson began to stroke his length while craning his head backwards to kiss Gilinsky, feeling the need to release because Gilinsky kept hitting the right spot, his prostate, and he was nearly over the edge.

He was so close to cumming when Gilinsky swatting his hand away, holding it in his own.

"What did I tell you about touch yourself, babyboy? That's my job." Gilinsky said with a smirk slamming his hips into Johnson making Johnson gasp loudly.

Johnson whined knowing he wouldn't get the release like he wanted to and he was so close.

"S-Shit! Oh my gaah! Yes, Yes, Yes. Fuck me." Johnson yelled feeling his release coming closer as he gyrated his body on Gilinsky's dick as Gilinsky latched his hand on to Johnson's length and began to stroke it as they participated in a hot kiss.

"I'm going to cum!" Johnson screamed out before spurts of white liquid came out of his erection, eyes rolling into the back of his head as he fell into complete and utter ecstasy. Gilinsky still continued to stroke his dick, while thrusting into him.

"Fuck." Gilinsky groaned moving his hips really fast against Johnson before cumming in him, making no effort to pull out. Johnson's hole felt too good for him to even try and pull out.

Johnson gasped at the feeling of cum in him snapping his legs shut because he was extrememly sensitive right now. Merely touching his dick would be too much for him to handle at the moment.

Gilinsky stayed in him for a little bit letting their breathing settle down before kissing the side of Johnson's face and pulling out. 

"Mmm" Johnson whined softly at the loss. Right when Gilinsky's length was out of him cum began to seep out his butt.

"I'll go get you a towel, princess." Gilinsky told Johnson before kissing the smaller boy who was struggling to keep his eyes open. Johnson was completely worn out. Good sex makes you sleepy.

Gilinsky was back with a towel in a matter of seconds wiping down the tiny boy who he had just had sex with. Gilinsky put the tired boy in his briefs again and under the soft hotel covers before getting in himself.

Gilinsky was almost just as worn out as Johnson because whether Johnson knew it or not that was the best sex he has ever had. Johnson's moans had him cumming faster than his wife ever could and maybe that scared Gilinsky a little.

Gilinsky admired the small sleeping boy that laid beside him, kissing his forehead before turning off the lamp that was illuminating the room.

Gilinsky thought about all the mess they had made. The countless number of hickies, scratches on his back, and cum everywhere, but for some reason he couldn't get himself to care about to the possible consequences of why they did. He just laid there like the happy little shit he was. Smile plastered on his face.

After a little while of laying there and almost falling asleep Gilinsky felt Johnson's small body cuddle into his own, so he decided to bring him closer wrapping his arm around the waist of the sleeping boy. Johnson practically on top of him.

To anyone else looking you would think they were a couple in love, but in all actuality both of them didn't what the hell they had just started or what they felt for one another.

This was the beginning of something so wrong and beautiful all at once.

A/N:

Well, you all, it has finally happened!

How do you all feel about it?

This is the legit the longest chapter I have ever written and I hope the sex scene was good enough for you all.

This is the first sex scene I've ever written and I don't really know how I feel about it. I tried to use as much description as I could so I hope you guys enjoy.

I really spoil you all because I was going to make you all wait for the next chapter when they would have sex.

What do you think will happen next between them?

Till next time....

~Brooke