A Car-Ride pt. 2 | Dealor
After a way too short, but still relaxing day at the seaside, Roger and John decided to stay the night at a cheap hotel.
Even though they weren't really happy with the accommodation, the two still had a pretty spicy and fun night.
The people next door probably weren't so pleased about that.
But the next day, John and Roger had to go back home because they promised their other two band members to be back by then.
Early in the morning, they just quickly brushed their teeth with the provided toothbrushes, and left the hotel with the mess they made.
John paid and gave back the keys at the reception while Roger put their stuff into the car.
Roger was waiting for his boyfriend, smoking a cigarette while leaning on his vehicle. When he saw John coming out he snipped it to the ground and stomped it out. He got in the car and started the engine before John even opened the door.
"Let's go." The bassist said as he put his seat belt on.
Eventually, a drive through the city happened with both of the passengers arguing about where to take a turn.
Despite these difficulties, they still manged to get on the highway.
It didn't took long until the couple came across the pull-in where they had driven into the woods and, well...
Roger started to grin but didn't say anything, John just blushed and looked on the other side of the road.
The next minutes went by silently, then John took a deep breath and turned around to Roger.
He kissed his neck and his jaw. Meanwhile, John's hands wandered down to Roger's crotch and nervously opened his belt, his zipper, and finally slipped under his underwear.
Roger hissed at John's cold hands but didn't make any attempts to stop him.
"Can you pull in at the next chance?" The brunette said. "If you want it too..."
His grip on Roger's dick got tighter as he slowly jacked him off. The drummer sucked in air but even under these circumstances Roger just laughed.
"We literally fucked a few hours ago!"
John didn't say anything but it was clear to see that that sentence made him uncomfortable with his own sexual wants. He loosened his grasp.
"Not that I have a problem with it." Roger saved himself. "Yes, I want it to, John."
It made John feel a little better and he continued to move his hands up and down, sometimes letting the nail of his thumb run over Roger's shaft.
John felt the blood rushing to his genitals too and that they were spraining his jeans.
The bassist weakly moaned at the sight of Roger trying to concentrate on the traffic and breathing heavily doing so.
"Okay, can you stop until we're at the pull-in? You're making me way too horny." He said.
Without a word, John pulled his sticky hand out and cleaned it with a tissue he found in his pocket.
"Please hurry up." John quietly begged and opened to button of his trousers to relief some pressure.
In hopes of seeing his boyfriends dick, Roger lurked, over and was almost disappointed to see that he could in fact see nothing.
He drove to the next hold with more speed than allowed, and then again deep into the woods.
This time more cars were at the pull-in, but neither John nor Roger cared enough to stop their intentions.
John already started to take off his shoes and trousers, which was more difficult than he had thought in such a small space.
He stuffed his pants into the clove compartment.
Roger turned the engine off when he thought they were far enough away from the parking lot, and pulled his pants to his knees after that.
His hands were shaky - he just wanted John to finally fuck him.
This time, the couple didn't go to the back seats. John instead crawled over the gearing shift and sat on Roger's lap.
He continued to give the driver a hand job, while Roger spat on his fingers and pulled the white fabric away from the desired spot.
Roger had to stop a few times as he fingered John, because his fingers got weak.
Everytime John groaned into his ear and squeezed his hand, he felt like his soul was leaving his body, making it limp for a milli second.
The drummer had already three fingers in his boyfriend when he finally found his prostate and pressed it hardly.
"Oh go- Fuck!" Left John's mouth without his consent.
The bassist thighs tensed up for a short moment. He pressed his chest against Roger's, with their cheeks now laying on each other. John's took his hands away from the blondes dick and instead wrapped his arms around his warm back.
"I want you inside of me now." John breathed.
Roger's heart started to pound harder than before.
"O-Okay."
He slipped his fingers slowly out and laid that hand on John's arse now.
John lifted his hips and waited for his boyfriend to get his cock into position. When he felt Roger's tip, the bass player carefully pushed down.
Roger tried to surpress his moan, but failed when John started whispering about how big his cock was and how full his stomach felt.
Soon, Roger's member filled him up to the last inch.
A passionate sigh left John's throat as he noticed that he could feel every single movement of his boyfriend, no matter how small it was.
John felt every breath Roger took deep inside of him, making him moan again and hide his face in Roger's neck.
He began to roll his hips back and forth with his own dick slightly touching the drummers tummy in the act.
Rogers breath got heavier. He loved the feeling of John panting on his neck and his finger tips digging into his skin on his back.
The blonde saw that the whole car was moving with them and hoped that no kid was nosy enough to inspect the mysteriously moving vehicle.
Roger hands tightly grabbed John's arse and helped him to ride the drummer. He forced John to increase his speed and even lifted him a little bit so it wasn't just back and forth anymore, but also up and down.
John got what Roger wanted and started to bounce up and down by himself.
"Rog- shit! You're so... Big." John panted.
His head was lifted a little above Roger's now. The bass player kissed his boyfriends forehead and then pressed his own against it.
John felt Roger's cock brushing against his sensitive spot over and over, which made it hard to not get lost in absolute ecstasy.
And when Roger pulled one hand from John's backside to jerk him off, he felt so close to his orgasm that it drove him mad.
But he surpressed his urge.
Roger felt that his boyfriend got closer and closer to his satisfaction and also that he tried to surpress it.
He started to work his hand slower, but more intense.
It made John shudder and silently whine. He dug his fingers deeper in the blondes back and his eyes teared up.
"If you keep doing this I will..." John whispered weakly, but wasn't able to finish his sentence because Roger's dick hit that spot once again.
Roger now started to feel that familiar tight feeling in his stomach too. He moved hips hips against John's bounces and brushed against Deakys prostate with more force now.
John still whimpered as he suddenly bend over and hid his face in Roger's neck again, moaning his name over and over.
He came without any warning directly into his boyfriend hand and some of his semen even got on Roger's blue shirt.
His legs were shaking and his voice trembling when John apologized for 'getting him dirty'.
Roger's dick was pulsating inside John's clenching backside.
The bassist gently continued to move back and forth.
This time, Roger hid his face in John's neck - but only to kiss it and leave a small love bite.
Nevertheless, breathing got harder for him quickly and he groaned on John's skin.
"I'm close, too..."
John increased his speed and circled his hips when Roger's grip on his arse got more forceful.
A few moments later, the drummer finally orgasmed with a load moan to his partners lips, too.
John gasped as he felt that Roger released his load deep inside of his intestines.
He lifted from the blondes limping cock and climbed over to the passenger seat again.
Roger still catches his breath when John was fully dressed again.
"For that, I want you to drive the next hour." Deaky grinned and gave Roger a short kiss on the lips.
The drummer weakly laughed and did his zipper and buckled his belt.
"That's fair enough."
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AN:
I'm afraid that I am adding too many or too less commas?? I don't know! I'm German and I can't stop putting them everywhere!!
Also, sorry that I haven't updated in so long ':D
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