Ali grips the hem of my shirt and yanks it up and over my head, dropping it to the floor. As his fingers reach for the button and zipper of my jeans, I do the same to his. Our pants fall to the floor at the same time, and then I remove his shirt and add it to the pile of clothes.
I reach for the back of his neck and yank him forward, wanting his naked chest against mine. I let my tongue dance across his full bottom lip, and when he releases a sensual moan, I thrust my tongue into his mouth and get lost in his taste.
As things turn frantic, and my cock hardens against his, his body vibrates with the same urgent desire. He cups my ass, taking control of the kiss as his tongue slides over mine, then he pulls back slightly, giving him just enough space to stroke my erection through my boxers.
My cock jumps, eager to be in his hands, mouth, ass . . . anywhere he’ll let me. “Room. Now,” I say, tugging him behind me as I rush to get to the bed. “I made sure to be prepared this time.”
Ali smirks as he pushes his boxer-briefs down and reveals his amazing cock. He grabs the base of it and languidly strokes himself. “Good, because we have a lot of making up to do.”
A low, rumbling growl builds in my throat as I reach into the nightstand for the lube and box of twelve condoms I bought the other day. I toss them on the bed. “Is that enough?”
“Maybe.”
“So needy,” I say with a grin.
He lets go of his cock and approaches me, staring into my eyes as he shoves my boxers down. I kick them the rest of the way off, and reach down to wrap my fingers around his erection. He drops his head back, enjoying the way I stroke him, so I lean in and lick a path up his throat until I get to his chin.
With my lips ghosting over his, I say, “Get on the bed. All fours.”
He hums his excitement, his body quivering, then quickly obeys.
I position myself behind him, getting on my knees and letting my hands explore his perfect body. I squeeze the muscles in his upper back, gripping his shoulders as I let him feel my cock press against his ass.
I leave a trail of kisses down his spine, and he bucks when I reach his ass. I take pleasure in his moans when I let my tongue slide down between his cheeks.
“Oh God, Merrick,” he cries.
I squeeze his ass, spreading him apart to allow more room for my face. He shifts when he grabs his cock with one hand, stroking himself as I taste him.
When I pull away, I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand and reach for the bottle of lube. I make sure to use a generous amount on my fingers before I start prepping him to take my cock.
I slip one finger in, slowly stretching him out, and then I add another finger.
“Oh fuck,” he grunts.
I gently grip his hip as I finger fuck him. “I can’t wait to be inside of you.”
“God,” he breathes.
After a couple more minutes, I remove my fingers and reach for a condom. I roll it over my cock and squeeze lube into my hand and coat the latex. Another small pump of lube on my fingers and I rub them over his hole, making sure he’s ready.
“Roll over. I want to see your face when I slip inside you.”
Ali gets on his back and spreads his legs for me, letting me get into position. With my cock in hand, I begin to cautiously push in.
“Ah,” he says after a gasp. I pause my movements and then he tells me, “Keep going.”
I slip past that tight ring of muscle and moan as I push all the way in his tight ass. “Holy shit.”
“Yeah.” His voice is thick with lust.
I ease back before traveling back in, loving how he clenches around my cock. Bracing my arms on either side of him, I plant a kiss on his mouth while I slowly rotate my hips.
“Fuck,” he growls, biting my lip as he arches his hips. “Harder.”
My lips draw up into a lopsided grin. “Stop trying to top from the bottom and let me enjoy this. I don’t want to bust in five seconds.”
Ali places one hand on my neck while his other rests on my back, and he draws me in for a toe-curling kiss. I start thrusting in and out, grunting with each movement.
“Fuck, I’ve missed this. You. God, your ass is tight,” I say with a moan.
After a couple minutes, I get on my knees and move back, trying to stay enveloped in his tight warmth. I stand at the side of his bed and pull him to the edge, holding his muscled thighs in my hands as I fuck him harder and deeper.
“Oh shit. Yeah. Fuck me, Merrick,” he cries out, grabbing his veiny cock and stroking it with vigor.
Watching him jack off does things to me I can’t explain. My already rapid pulse increases even more and I swear my erection grows thicker as I watch his muscles flex while he strokes that beautiful dick. I thought being on stage in front of millions gave me a high unlike anything else, but I was wrong. Watching Ali get off to my touch is out of this world.
I push his legs up higher and watch my cock dip in and out. The visual alone is enough for me to come. Good God.
Ali’s eyes are squeezed closed as he fists his cock, seeking release. I slowly pull almost all the way out before burying myself to the hilt with one quick thrust.
“Ah!” he bellows. “Fuck, yes.”
I keep it up, holding his hips off the bed and getting the perfect angle to hit that perfect spot every time I thrust in.
“Shit,” I grunt, sweat dripping from my forehead and falling to Ali’s stomach.
“I’m close,” he says.
“Yes, baby,” I pant. “You gonna come for me?”
He nods. “Oh, God.”
I pummel myself into him, trying to get as deep as I can. I want him to remember this night for a week to come. I want him to remember what I feel like every time he moves.
“Shit!” He drags the word out as his fist moves up and down in a quick pace before cum shoots up, landing on his stomach and hand. “Merrick.” My name is a whisper on his tongue.
I’m done for after that. I grip him so tight I’m afraid I’ll leave bruises, but I move my hips back and forth until my own orgasm hits, sending waves of bliss coursing through my veins.
“Fuck!”
My body crumbles over his, and we suck in heavy breaths together before I reach down and pull out.
I stand up and remove the condom, tossing it in the trash before I collapse onto the bed next to him.
Ali moves to wipe the cum from his hand and stomach, but I catch his wrist before he does it and make a tsk noise.
“You know I like to clean you up.”
His eyes twinkle with delight as I bring his hand to my mouth and suck the section between his thumb and forefinger.
I interlock my fingers with his when I’m done and kiss his knuckles. “I’ve missed you.”
“I’ve missed you, too.”
36
Alejandro
Present Day
“I don’t want to hear anything you have to say,” I tell Jordy as I walk toward my kitchen.
Jordy follows. “Um, I think you have some explaining to do. Here I am, coming to visit my best friend,” he says, checking his watch, “at five o’clock, and end up running into you outside, lookin’ like the poster boy for the walk of shame.”
I grab a Sprite out of the fridge and pop the tab. “Who’s to say I’m not just coming home from the store?”
He grins. “The way you’re walking tells me you had sex at least twice last night,” he says, waggling his brows.
I roll my eyes and try to cover my smile by taking a drink.
“And your clothes are wrinkled like they’ve been in a heap on the floor. Am I wrong?”
I glance down. Yeah, my clothes aren’t wrinkle-free like they usually are.
“And I’m pretty sure,” he continues, stepping closer and inspecting my neck, “that this right here looks like whisker burn.”
I subconsciously rub at the side of my neck. “Oh, whatever.”
Jordy laughs. “So, things are going good?”
“You know, I’
m just not gonna think about things anymore. Me and Merrick have history. We have a connection that I can’t explain to people. He’s always going to be the most important person to me, and I don’t want to think about anything else.”
“I get that.”
I narrow my eyes at him. “But?”
He shrugs and pins his lip together before opening them back up. “I don’t want you to get your heart broken again.”
“I’m just gonna live with the assumption that he’s not going to come out and he’s going to leave again. I’m not getting my hopes up or anything. I know he’s got a career to think about, so I’ll just enjoy this for as long as I can, because I’d rather have him briefly than not have him at all.”
Jordy nods. “Okay.”
“Now I need to shower, eat, and go back to Gaspar to visit my mom, Lili, and the baby.”
“Tell Merrick hi for me.”
“I’m really going to see my family.”
He prances to the door. “Okay. Tell him we should hang out again.”
“Stop crushing on my. . .”
Jordy raises his brows, waiting for me to finish.
“Friend.”
“Right,” he says with a chuckle. “Talk to you later.”
37
Merrick
Present Day
“What the fuck are we still doing in this town?” Jay gripes. “I thought we were going to sex island?”
Sky laughs. “Tomorrow. Merrick wants to talk to us,” he says, coming over to sit on the couch.
I stand near the bar in my hotel suite, pouring a stiff drink while the other three guys sit around the glass coffee table and wait for me. Sky and Jay sit on both ends of the plush, ivory-colored couch while Carlos lies across the matching loveseat.
After downing half the glass, I pour a little more and add some tonic water to the vodka, then head over, dropping into the single armchair. My right leg bounces as I hold my drink in my left hand, and my heart convulses in my chest as I think about every response they could have.
I remember what Elijah told me. These guys are my friends and have been for years. We’ve grown up together. I shouldn’t have anything to worry about.
“So, I wanted us all together so I could tell you something I should’ve told you a long time ago. It’s really been eating away at me lately, and it’s time to get it out.” I take a sip and try to calm my nerves and find three sets of curious eyes staring back at me. I make sure to connect with each one of them before I continue. “I’m. . .gay.”
I leave it there and let them soak it in. I find it hard to meet their gaze now, but I force myself to keep my head up and watch their reactions.
Jay’s mouth drops open as his blue eyes blink at me. Carlos watches me like he’s waiting for me to say I’m joking, then he cuts his eyes to the other two, wondering who’s going to talk first. When I look at Sky, he has his head cocked and his brows furrowed in confusion.
I take another drink before placing the glass on the table next to me. I drop my hands to my knees, rubbing them over the denim, waiting for someone to break the silence.
“Uhh,” Jay laughs nervously, glancing at Sky. “How is that possible?”
“I thought. . .” Sky starts, scratching his head, “I thought maybe you were bi.”
My brows shoot up at that comment, but before I can say anything, Carlos speaks up.
“Wait, what?” He stands up, running his hands through his wavy hair. “No, you’re not gay. I’m so confused right now.”
“Well, I am gay,” I say, looking at Carlos. “But you thought I was bi?” I aim the question at Sky.
He nods and chuckles. “I mean, I didn’t start thinking that until recently. I knew you didn’t always spend the night with some of the women we met. Some would come find their friends and complain.”
I snort. “Didn’t anticipate that happening.”
Sky shrugs. “I knew you had been with women before though. I’ve seen you with them.”
“Yeah,” Jay says. “That’s why I’m like. . .” He trails off, miming an explosion around his head.
With a sigh, I say, “I did what I thought I had to do. I didn’t want anybody wondering and asking questions about why I wasn’t doing what the rest of you were doing. I’ve been in hiding. I’ve been lying, because I’ve been afraid, but it’s really been weighing heavy on me lately.”
“Have you ever been with a guy, though?” Carlos asks, his brows still furrowed. “I mean, we haven’t seen anything. Why’d you think he was bi?” he asks Sky.
Sky’s eyes flicker to mine briefly, but he doesn’t say anything. “Uh, I’m not sure.”
I give him a look, but he just shakes his head. He doesn’t want to say anything in front of the other two.
“I haven’t been with a guy in a long time, but I have been with a guy. I knew I was gay in high school, and I was secretly with someone then.”
Jay shoots up from the couch. “What? Who? High school?”
“Why didn’t you tell us?” Carlos questions.
I take a breath. “Are you guys mad?”
“Yeah, I’m mad,” Carlos replies. “Mad you’ve been lying to us this whole time. What the fuck, dude? We’re family. We’ve spent time away from our own families, having only each other. We’ve been through so much shit together, and yet, you didn’t think you could tell us something as big as this?”
Sky stands up. “Hold up, you can’t expect Merrick or anyone else to find it easy to talk about this. There’s still such a stigma around being gay, and come on, we’re famous. I mean, famous gay musicians still get shit for being themselves. Having fame and money doesn’t prevent you from getting hate comments. If anything, you get them a hundred times more.”
“Look, I hated lying to you guys. To everybody. I just told my brothers, so it’s not like you were the only ones who didn’t know. I had planned on coming out way before we made it big, but I was afraid. Then we were signed, and I started thinking it wouldn’t be a good time to come out. I didn’t want me being gay to overshadow or even ruin our chances just as we were starting out. Then things kept getting bigger and bigger, and you hear how some people still talk. Slinging around the word faggot like it’s not a slur. Making jokes about fairies and fruitcakes. We may be taking steps in the right direction, but the world still has a lot of ignorance.
“On top of all that, I was no longer only concerned about me. I have to worry that me coming out will ruin your careers too. It’s not just me. It’s us. If I come out, it could ruin our sales, we could lose fans, I mean, I don’t know.” I take a deep breath and blow it out as I let my head fall in my hands. When I look back up, I say, “I’m at a point where I can’t keep lying. I can’t pretend any longer. I want to be free and happy, and I’m willing to risk everything for that.”
“Risk everything?” Jay asks.
“If you guys want me out of the band, I understand.”
“Dude, what the fuck?” Sky exclaims. “Now I’m pissed. You think we’d kick you out?”
“I don’t want to mess up anything for you guys.”
“Merrick, we’re family,” Carlos says. “I’m mad you felt you had to hide this from us, but I’m not mad that you’re gay.”
“And what do we care who you’re attracted to or who you fuck?” Sky adds. “You’ve been in the band since the beginning. We practically lived at your brother’s house, practicing and driving him insane. There is no band without you.”
Jay sits down across from me, resting his elbows on his knees. “And if we lose fans because they don’t like that you’re gay, then so be it. We don’t need fans like that, and I’m more than positive we’ll still have plenty.”
Relief pours over me, washing away any fear or doubts. Overwhelming love and appreciation for my friends fills me up, creating a lump in my throat that I have to clear before I start talking.
“Fuck,” I say, shaking my head. “I can’t explain how I feel right now.” I meet their gazes again, fi
ghting off tears. “Thank you. Thanks for accepting me for me.”
After we all embrace and go back to our seats, I decide to tell them one more thing.
“I’m in love with Ali. He’s who I was with ten years ago, and he’s who I want to be with forever.”
Sky grins. “I knew it.”
“Alejandro?” Carlos asks, his eyes wide.
Jay laughs. “Are you serious?”
“How did you know?” I ask Sky.
“This is why I thought you were bi, because you’re different around him. I noticed little things the last couple times we’ve all been together.”
“Apparently we aren’t as good at keeping this secret as we used to be.”
“Yeah, because we had no clue back then,” Carlos says. “Holy shit.”
“I have to talk to him, but first I’ll tell the label, then the world. After that, hopefully he’ll agree to be with me. Just wanted you guys to not be surprised, because I’m hoping he’ll be around a lot.”
“Well, shit. At least we already know and like the guy,” Jay says.
My heart feels full, and after a few minutes, everything feels like it used to. Except now I feel a hundred pounds lighter, which makes me happier.
38
Alejandro
Present Day
After I get off the phone with Merrick, I make sure to clean up my place, focusing on the living room and bedroom, then jump in the shower. He said he’s coming over with good news, but the fact that he’s coming over is good enough news for me. Though, I won’t pretend I’m not curious what he has to tell me.
I scrub myself clean, lotion up, and throw on a pair of gym shorts and a black tank top. We’re staying in, so it’s not like I need to be dressed up, plus, I’m sort of hoping we end up without clothes anyway.
Curious if I should make something to eat, I pick up my phone and send him a text.
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