by Shawn Bailey
Sean and Adam had booked them at the Superdome for a gigantic pop and rock concert. They were finally beginning to make more contacts in the entertainment industry because of all the other work they’d been doing. Tory had them going from television to radio and doing live appearances all over Louisiana. And the website Luke had developed for them had many fans already logging in to ask them questions and to congratulate them on their new CD. They were expecting some big-name entertainers from all over the country. Tory was beside himself with glee that they would make their major debut on that night. After that the real touring would begin. Kalen would be going with them, and his teacher promised to save his spot for when he returned. Unlike he and Jonas, Kalen would get the best education money could buy, but he’d be home schooled when he entered elementary if they were still on the road.
“Do you think Kalen will like the presents we bought him?” Frankie asked.
“I would if I were him,” Jonas said. “He’s getting a new tricycle and a car to ride around in the yard with.”
“I’ve scheduled an appointment to take him in for his next pediatric shot,” Frankie said. “He is going to be so mad at me.”
“Tough,” Jonas said. “He needs those shots. I have an appointment on Tuesday and you don’t see me crying about it.”
“Not yet,” Frankie teased. “What is this appointment for?”
“It’s my annual respiratory visit. It’s time for new prescriptions.”
“Make sure you fill them,” Frankie said. “I can’t have you getting sick on me. Even though I don’t mind going solo and becoming the king of the world.”
Jonas laughed. “In your dreams. You’d miss me in a minute.”
“True,” Frankie said. “Just remember to get enough medicine to take on the road with you.”
“I won’t forget,” Jonas said. “What movie are you and Adam going to see tonight?”
Frankie shrugged. “Adam said it’s a good one, but you know me. I’m going strictly for the popcorn.”
Jonas chuckled. “Yeah, don’t eat too much or you’ll never be able to get into those leather pants.”
“I’m sorry I won’t be around to cook dinner for you guys tonight.”
“We’ll pick something up if we’re still hungry after Kalen’s party,” Jonas said. “But we need to go get Kalen’s cake and ice cream for the first party.”
Frankie looked at the clock on the wall. Kalen’s cake was supposed to be ready at noon. He finished his lunch, and then he went to his room to change. He and Jonas left the house and headed to the bakery. They arrived at the nursery just in time for Kalen’s first party, with their bodyguards in tow.
* * * *
Kalen eyes were as wide as silver dollars when he walked into the hotel lounge and everyone started singing happy birthday to him again. This time they did it in grand fashion with a cake shaped like a number three and presents stacked up taller than Frankie. But the clown stole the show, mystifying the kids with juggling and party games. Jonas and Sean got very lucky. Kalen fell fast asleep on the way home.
“Get naked,” Sean told Jonas once he came back into the den after putting Kalen in the new big boy racing car bed Uncle Adam brought him.
“Ew, I think that’s our cue to leave,” Frankie said to Adam.
“Or maybe not,” Adam said, following Frankie out of the house. “Maybe they want us to join them for a foursome.”
“In your dreams,” Frankie said. “Those two get very carried away when they make love. They forget that there are other people, namely me, living under the same roof with them.” He climbed into the passenger side of the car, and Adam got into the driver’s seat.
They ended up at the fancy movie theater on Canal Street where they watched an action film. Adam made him wear a disguise into the place so he wouldn’t be recognized. After that they went to Spago’s for char-boiled oysters and then to a nightclub where Frankie was old enough to get in. He had to be carded, and the bouncer had put a band around his wrist so the waiters wouldn’t serve him any booze. They ran into Gerard and Luke, and they all sat down at a table to listen to some music.
Gerard had a band around his wrists, too.
“You’re drinking alcohol?” Adam asked Luke.
“Yeah. Gerard’s driving.”
“I knew there was some benefit for dating younger guys,” Adam said.
“Thanks,” Frankie said sarcastically. “You can drink if you want to. I’ll make sure you get home safely.”
“Not in your life,” Adam said, tousling Frankie’s hair with his fingers. “We’re doing the nasty tonight and I have to be alert to keep you from handcuffing me to the bed.”
Frankie straightened his hair while Gerard and Luke laughed at Adam’s joke. “That doesn’t sound like a bad idea. Then I can have my way with you.”
“But you’re a bottom,” Gerard said to Frankie.
Adam laughed.
“Not always,” Frankie said, feeling the heat rise up his neck to his face.
“Frankie’s a switch hitter,” Adam bragged.
“Oh!” Gerard said, staring at Frankie. “And you’re good at it?”
Frankie shrugged, knowing full well this was an inappropriate conversation to be having with friends, especially Gerard.
“He’s damn good at it,” Adam said.
Frankie reached over, picked up Adam’s drink, and sniffed it for alcohol. Something had him very playful tonight. Probably too much birthday cake.
Gerard gazed over at Luke.
“Don’t even think about it.” Luke beat his chest with his fist. “Me Tarzan, you Jane.”
“Ooh, you could have at least said John,” Gerard said with a nervous laugh. “Anyway, I like being on the receiving end.”
Frankie didn’t miss the shy little smile Gerard bestowed on Luke. Frankie used that same type of smile, too. It meant I’m still not through with the conversation.
The band went on a break, and someone started spinning records. Gerard pulled Frankie to the floor to dance. “We need to practice for the act,” Gerard said. Both Adam and Luke fell for it.
“How much dancing will you be doing behind a drum?” Frankie asked as they danced together.
“I lied,” Gerard said. “You know I need more information. How did you get Adam to let you do him?”
“I just asked,” Frankie answered. “And Adam is the kind to cater to a lover’s desires.”
“Does he get off when you screw him?”
Frankie nodded.
“Oh you must be very good at it anytime he’s bragging. Can you teach me?”
“Not without getting naked with you,” Frankie said.
Gerard actually blushed. “You are pretty cute.”
“You just have to do the same thing that Luke does to you. But you have to remember that he might still be a virgin, so you have to take you time and prepare him for entry with lube and your fingers.”
“Is that all?” Gerard asked.
“Yes, but you have to be gentle. You’ll have your hands full trying to get Luke to agree to letting you top him.”
“Yeah,” Gerard said. “You’re right, but I’m going to ask him tonight when we go back to his place.”
“Good luck,” Frankie said as the song ended. “There are two guys checking us out. We better get back to our dates.”
Gerard looked over at the guys. “Yeah.” He followed.
Adam was still in a good mood all the way back to his home. After a long soak in his tub, Adam was ready for sex. “Do you want to lead?”
Frankie shook his head. “No. I want to be spoiled.”
“Good answer,” Adam said, flipping Frankie over on his stomach and placing a well-aimed kiss on each of Frankie’s butt cheeks.
The tongue going up the crack of his ass made Frankie shiver. The advantage of dating an older, more experienced guy was that they know what it took to get their partner off.
Adam squeezed both of the cheeks while continuing to make love
to him with his tongue.
Frankie squirmed. His cock was already hard. “Ah!” he exclaimed as Adam introduced a couple of fingers covered with lube. He massaged it in, making Frankie trembled with desire. “Don’t make me come just yet,” he begged.
Adam chuckled wickedly. “Me Tarzan, you’re mine.” He eased his finger out.
Frankie rolled over and pushed Adam down on his back. He slipped Adam’s cock into his mouth and went down on him.
“Ooh, thank you, Frankie. I love it when you do that.”
Adam wiggled now as Frankie tightened his lips around the head and squeezed his balls hard. Frankie went down lower and began sucking on Adam’s sac. Adam’s dick stiffened. Frankie engulfed it again, sucking and looking up to get Adam’s reaction.
Adam pushed him away playfully. “You’re getting too big for your britches. You’re trying to get me off with that hot little mouth of yours.”
Frankie chuckled and wiped his lips. “I almost had you.”
Adam pulled him atop him and kissed him. “Now I’m about to eat you.” He rolled Frankie off him and onto the bed. He kissed his way down Frankie’s body and then finally made it to Frankie’s cock.
Frankie watched Adam’s head bob up and down. “Ooh shit, Adam. You have me so hot.”
Adam’s slid a finger inside of Frankie’s ass and teased him from inside.
“Ooh, ooh, ooh,” Frankie uttered as Adam made a meal of him. “Please, Adam, I’m about to come.”
Adam removed the finger and lifted his head. “No you’re not, sweetie. You’re going to hold it.” He raised Frankie’s legs.
Frankie fought the urge to come.
Adam entered him.
Frankie inhaled deeply. “I can’t,” he said as Adam sent his dick deep. “Ah!” Frankie spurted cum all over his stomach, and it seeped down to his thighs making him a sticky mess.
“I love it when you do that,” Adam said. “Now you can ride me.”
They changed positions, putting Frankie on top.
Frankie moved his body up and down, now trying to get Adam off.
“Bounce, baby, bounce,” Adam said, making Frankie’s mission damn near impossible because they both kept laughing.
“Ooh,” Adam said. “I almost went pop.”
Frankie continued to laugh. Maybe it had something to do with the clown. “That’s it.” He turned around to face Adam. He leaned in for the kiss, moving his hips slowly while kissing his lover.
“Mmm, I’m loving this,” Adam said in between smooches. “I think I can take it from here.” Adam put Frankie on his back without slipping out of him.
Frankie was erect again, amazed by how fast he recuperated. He wrapped his legs around Adam’s waist and rolled his bottom while Adam continued to thrust deep inside of him.
Frankie came again, but not as much as the last time.
“Oh shit,” Adam said, bouncing Frankie up and down on his cock. “Ah!” He shot his wad deep inside of Frankie’s butt.
“Ew,” Frankie said. “We didn’t use a rubber.”
Adam had showed him a disease-free report from his recent doctor’s visit. Ever since then they’d been doing it bare back.
Adam slid Frankie off him. “I think we need another bath. And we’ll do just that after I recover.”
The next sound Frankie heard was Adam snoring. Frankie looked down at his body. There’s no way I can sleep like this. He eased off the bed and entered the bathroom for very long soak.
Chapter Eighteen
Adam woke up for the second time. Sometime during the night he’d gotten up to shower and then crawled into his bed next to his eighteen-year-old lover. Frankie now lay next to him sleeping peacefully like he didn’t have a care in the world. Adam hated the idea of having to wake him up, but in less than two hours they needed to be at Tory’s office for a meeting, followed by a photo shoot for an upcoming promotion. After that they’d be on their way to Lafayette because the The Kerrys were performing at another festival. Frankie would be lucky if he got a good night’s sleep ever after this.
Adam went into the bathroom to shave. When he returned, Frankie still slept on his back looking very vulnerable. Adam groaned. Why did I look at his lips? He was turning into a lecherous old dude. All he ever wanted to do now was to kiss or stick his cock into Frankie somewhere. Like right now, after fucking the living daylights out of Frankie last night, Adam still wanted his hot young body trembling under him. He sat down on the bed and kissed Frankie. “Wake up, sleepyhead.”
Frankie’s eyelids rolled back, and those baby blues tried to focus on him. “What time is it?”
“Seven in the morning,” Adam answered, moving away so Frankie could breathe.
“Are you serious? I just went to sleep.”
“I’m afraid so. We have a lot on the schedule for today.”
Frankie pushed the covers from his body.
Adam frowned. Frankie had on briefs. Damn. He was expecting to get a peek at that sexy young body.
Frankie climbed out of bed, yawned, and stretched. “I’m tired,” he said. “When is all the fun going to start? No one told me being an idol would cause me to lose sleep.”
“Welcome to the big time, kiddo,” Adam said. Frankie had one hell of an erection.
“What are you staring at?”
“You,” Adam said. “You have morning wood.”
“News flash. I’m a guy,” Frankie said sarcastically as he headed for the bathroom.
Adam heard him groan again. “My hips and ass hurt.”
“News flash. You’re gay,” Adam teased.
The sound of the shower coming on blocked out Frankie taking a leak. He was getting use to Frankie’s weird quirks. Frankie had told him that his mother potty trained him by letting the water in the sink run. Who knew it would still do the trick? By the time Frankie returned to the bedroom he had showered and shaved the invisible hair on his face. Adam smirked. The kid had baby soft skin everywhere. Frankie also had a towel riding low on his narrow hips.
“Why aren’t you dressed?”
“I couldn’t,” Adam answered, showing Frankie his engorged cock.
Frankie’s gaze landed on Adam’s dick. “How did that happen?”
“You have no idea how sexy you look when you sleep, or breathe, or shower.”
“You watch me while I sleep?”
Adam nodded.
“Perv.”
“Can you help a brotha out?” Adam asked.
“You’re a white guy,” Frankie reminded him. “Lie down.”
Adam got comfortable on the bed. Frankie is going to ride me. He loved that.
Frankie walked over to the nightstand pulled out a condom and slipped it on. He pulled out a bottle of lube.
“Why did you put on the rubber?”
“Why do you think?” Frankie answered. “I’m about to help a brotha out.”
Adam eyes widened. “You’re going to top me?”
“Yeah,” Frankie said. “Let me get rid of that pesky erection.”
“Oh my god,” Adam shouted as the blue-eyed angel entered his ass with his hard cock. Frankie had prepared him for entry and then began laying down some serious pipe. “Oh shit!” Adam rocked back and forth on his knees to give as much pleasure as he received. Their early morning love fest was hot, sexy, and unfortunately short.
“Ah!” Frankie moaned. He pulled out of Adam’s behind and then eased back in, teasing the little gland inside.
Adam’s body shook with desire. The orgasm was so close he could feel it.
Frankie got his second wind and started thrusting deep. “This feels so incredibly good, Adam. Your ass is so tight.”
Those were usually Adam’s words. He met Frankie stroke for stroke. Sweat poured from Adam’s body as he rolled his ass to make Frankie come. It had the opposite effect.
“Ah! Ah!” Adam cried out as Frankie’s deep thrusts made him shoot cum all over the sheets.
“Groovy,” Frankie said. “My turn.” He start
ed thrusting again. “Oh! Ooh!”
Adam felt Frankie’s body quiver, followed by a warm sensation in his ass. Frankie had come, too.
Frankie leaned forward and kissed Adam on the back. “Now I need another shower.”
Adam lowered his body to the mattress. “You have to pull out first.”
“I don’t think that I can,” Frankie said. “Your ass is just too warm and comforting.”
Adam bucked the budding top off his butt. “My ego appreciates the sentiments, but we have to meet with Tory.”
Frankie disposed of the condom when he got off of the bed. “Come on, Adam. We can’t keep the boss waiting.”
Adam groaned. “My hips and ass hurt.” He climbed off the bed.
“Welcome to my world,” Frankie said sarcastically as they entered the bathroom together.
* * * *
The meeting with Tory didn’t take as long as Adam expected it to.
“All of the Kerrys’ tour dates have been set,” Tory said to everyone. “We have one month to start promotion and preparing a follow-up CD, and then you guys are on your way to start the North American tour. The first stop is Los Angeles.”
Adam scratched his head. That just gave him a month to find a nanny for Kalen. Traveling on the road with a kid would be rough, but Adam would do everything in his power to see that Kalen had a pretty decent time of it. He wanted to offer the job to Amanda since Kalen had grown attached to her. Amanda had a degree in early childhood education and would be perfect, but she would have to quit her job at the school where she worked to go on the road with them. No, now that he thought about it wouldn’t be fair to her since she’d be out of a job after the tour ended.
Gerard had quite the eye for fashion, and the three members of The Kerrys wowed the photographer and his assistants with their natural youthful good looks and pleasant personalities.
Frankie’s hair was starting to grow long. He’d been refusing to cut it again, and he looked like a grown up version of Kalen with all those curls.
“I wonder what you would look like with straight hair,” Gerard said to Frankie in between photos.
Frankie pointed to Jonas. “I would look just like him, and I don’t think the world is ready for two Jonases.”
