Robbie's POV
"Well this is nice isn't it? Five friends sat calmly around a table without any fighting." Jason smiles looking over into mine and Gary's direction mainly when he mentions fighting.
"Maybe we can do it more often before we begin touring? Would be nice to keep updated with everyone." Mark adds whilst reaching for a slice of pizza. "So... has anyone got anything they would like to share?"
"Mark, we're not at Pre-school." Howard laughs. "Besides i haven't got anything to share lately. Life's pretty boring." Glancing out the corner of my eye at Gary who sits a seat away from me he types something on his phone not paying attention. "What do you think the fans will think of the new album? It's different to what we usually write... will be interesting to know..." Gently i stroke my foot against Gary's shin causing him to flinch a little.
"I've asked a few people i know... they seem to like the demos."
"Who'd you ask Markie?" Jason raises his eyebrow whilst slipping off his tracksuit jacket.
"Just family... well i sent them to our Tracy and Daniel... but Mum likes them..." Shyly Mark smiles playing with his fingers. Jason and Howard erupt into laughter leaving me and Gary in our own world, as i slowly slide my chair closer to him. Gary tries to ignore my actions when he feels a finger circle around his knee cap. "Ay... leave Markie alone. At least we know we still have fans... even if they are our parents... better than none...right?" Gary smirks whilst placing his hand over my fingers under the table. Without making it obvious i slide away my fingers replacing it with my hand where i firmly hold Gary's.
"Gaz is right... i think it's cute." Smiling over to Mark i continue to watch Gary out the corner of my eye who gently squeezes my hand. Slowly my fingers skim the inside of Gary's thigh causing him to choke, as they stroke over the now visible bulge in his trousers. Using his free hand he tries to bat away my skillful fingers scolding me with a serious look. It hard to keep the laughter in when Gary's looking like this with the panic slowly filling his eyes. Moving my fingers over his bulge again i feel him twitch against my palm, as sweat builds on his forehead. Resisting the temptation of 'sorting Gary out' i move my hand back into his where it rests against his knee.
"Have we decided what our second single will be?" Mark brushes away his blushing cheeks by asking a question.
"I think Kidz should be the second single... it's more up beat isn't it? More like today's music in my opinion." Howard looks at each of us. Gary sucks his top lip nodding slightly thinking if it could work also trying to hide away his previous hidden moans.
"I agree. Kidz will be a hit!" Mark grins pleased that most of us agree that it should be only next single- only because he sings lead.
Laughing slightly i rub my thumb over the top of Gary's hand still under the table. "Is that because you sing lead, lad? Anyway i think Happy Now will be a bigger hit than Kidz..."
"Is that because you sing lead?" Mark quietly giggles from across the table.
"Absolutely!" The five of us fall about laughing. It feels great knowing how close we've grown especially me and Gary for obvious reasons.
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"Gaz, are you sure you don't want a lift back with us?" Mark holds a drunken Howard up against the wall who's completely out of his head.
"Nah, i'm fine thanks Marko. The taxi will be here soon i'll help Rob clear up for the time being." I watch the pair of them exchange a friendly hug from a distance. Mark's hand gently pats Gary's back exactly the way i do it. Both of their eyes are closed during the embrace until thankfully Howard interrupts with his slurred speech. "I love you guys!" He clings onto the pair of them almost knocking them to the floor.
"Erm... Jase... bit of help mate?" Mark calls towards the taxi where Jason's sat waiting. After a struggle involving a very drunk Howard, Jason and Mark safely secure him in the back of the taxi. The taxi starts to pull away, as they wave bye to Gary who's standing at the front door and me who's waving through the window. Once the taxi's out of sight Gary closes the front door, but before he does i walk into the hallway.
"Good night?" I ask smiling softly hiding away my slight jealous over Mark.
"Yeah wasn't bad... Dougie's going to have right killer hangover by morning isn't he?" Gary half smiles whilst walking towards me.
"Sure you still want to stay over?" Coiling an arm around Gary's waist i rest my chin against his shoulder releasing a quiet sigh.
"Of course? Why wouldn't i?" Returning the hug he pulls me closer enough for the pair of us to feel one anothers steady heart beats. Rising my shoulders slightly i shrug without saying a word which is pretty foolish of me. There's no point trying to hide anything from Gary, he can read me like a book. "Rob... is everything ok? Have i done something to upset you?"
"N...No...Gaz.. it's fine honest..." My fingers play with the hair on the back of his neck. Why am i acting like this? Mark's my bestfriend it's quite clear that there's nothing between them. I'm just being childish.
"Rob... tell me." Gary pulls away from the hug studying my face, his cheerful smiles drops into a more serious blank expression. Running my hand through my hair taking a deep breath, for now i decide to keep my jealous thoughts to myself.
"It's just... er... you worried me tonight Gary. You took so long to arrive here... and before you tell me about the phone call to your Mum i know... it's just... a text wouldn't of hurt, right? And the fact that you rejected my call made me think that you decided not to come over...second thoughts maybe... i don't know why, but for some reason i keep thinking you're having second thoughts about all this... and i don't blame you if you are... i'm not the kindest...sweetest...most loving person on this planet or the-" My words get cut off by Gary's lips which cover mine preventing me from finishing my sentence. It only lasts for 3 or 4 seconds, but it still takes my breath away.
"I'm sorry for not texting you Rob... i really didn't think about the worry i was causing you... it was selfish of me, and the only reason why i rejected your call was because i was driving here i didn't want to risk getting caught by the cops whilst on my way otherwise i wouldn't of got here, and you need to stop bringing yourself down... you're starting to sound a lot like me. You're one of the most selfless... loving... funny... cute... handsome and caring men i know...i'm not having second thoughts...i wouldn't dream of having them." The back of his hand gently brushes against my now burning cheek. "...So please don't talk yourself down... it upsets me when you do... anyway... if you want me to go... i understand."
"Huh? Why? Do you want to leave?" My heart sinks over thinking the situation again. "....Have i upset you?"
"Only when you talk yourself you do... and no... i don't want to leave, but it seems i've done something wrong... i'm sorry if i have."
Wrapping my arms back around his waist i pull him closer again. "No... Gaz honest... i was just worried that's all.. please stay?" I look at him with pleading eyes. Gary's lips curl at the corner of his mouth turning into a friendly smile.
"Would love to..." Sliding his hands down my sides he grasps my hands.
"Shall...we...erm... go to bed?" Biting my bottom lip i grin nervously whilst holding his hands.
"Thought you'd never ask..."
I close my eyes I can still see your face...
Saturday, 28 December 2013
Thursday, 26 December 2013
chapter 12
Gary's POV
Panting for my breath back i rest against the cold tiled shower wall. Robbie carefully steps out from the shower turning off the water whilst wrapping a towel around his waist leaving me naked. "Erm... i...i think i'm clean...now."
"You look it." Robbie laughs holding out a towel into my direction. "But don't play innocent with me Barlow. I know you've had a blow job before in a shower..." His lips curl into a smile, as he wraps the towel around me.
"Eh? Have i?"
"Don't give me that." Again he laughs drying my skin on the white material. "Which one of the lads was it then? I don't mind, honest."
Feeling slightly confused by his assumption i raise my eyebrow. "Honest... i've never done this before... with anyone let alone one of the lads..."
"Oh...er...not...erm...Nigel...surly...right.?"
"Bloody hell Rob." Laughing a little i tightly tie the towel around my waist whilst making my way to the bedroom. "Give me some credit."
"Sorry...it's just that... you seem so relaxed about all this..." Robbie sits down on the bed dragging the duvet off.
Tilting my head over my right shoulder towards him i bite my lip a little. "There's a reason for that mate... you'll find out soon."
"Soon? Not now?" He asks playing the puppy eyed look at me, and opening his towel a little to reveal his bare chest trying to lure me in. Pushing away the temptation i snigger quietly.
"One day, Rob... one day you will." Shuffling over to the bed i sit beside him resting my head against his bicep. "What do you wanna do today?"
Robbie takes my hand in his placing it over his covered lap entwining our fingers together. "I was thinking... maybe we could invite the lads back to mine... have a bit of a get together? It's not long before the album goes on sale, so it will be nice to be together and have our own little party regardless of what the future chart position will be... just be together..."
"Who are you and what have you done with the real Robbie Williams?" I grin up at him rubbing my thumb over his knuckles.
"Cheeky git.... so...what do you say? Meet me at mine...say 6pm? I'll drop the others a text."
"You're going now? I thought you'd want to spend a bit of time together first?" Watching him walk over to his pile of clothes feeling my heart sink a little.
"I was going to ask... would you like to spend the night at mine... once they've left? Well it's not my place... actually i left that detail out, but it's my mate's. It's a lot bigger than my flat and tidier too. He's on holiday for the week leaving me the keys... what do you say?"
"Wow... sounds good to me..." Happily i sigh reaching for another towel to dry my hair with. Robbie smiles relieved at my answer before walking back over to me. "Can't wait..." Gently he kisses my temple then firmly presses his lips over mine causing me to fall backwards onto the bed pulling him on top of me.
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Robbie's POV
6pm strikes on my watch and there's still no sign of Gary. "Did you give him the right address?" Howard laughs whilst downing another glass of champagne.
"Erh... yeah..." I sit down on the sofa beside Mark trying to hide my worry the best i can. I shouldn't make it too obvious we aren't even dating yet i can't ruin it before it starts.
"Howard stop worrying him. Don't worry Rob, Jason still hasn't arrived yet has he? They've probably gone and got some more drinks or food knowing them. They'll both be here soon." Mark squeezes my tensed shoulder.
"But if they aren't together... Gary's driving himself..." The pair of them look at me surprised over my worry all of a sudden about Gary, but i quickly brush it off. "...What am i talking about? Of course he'll be ok. It's Gary Barlow for gods sake." Forcefully i laugh reaching for my orange juice which sits on the coffee table in front of me. Very faintly there's a knock on the front door's glass. "Oh..."
"See. Told you." Mark winks at me gently patting me on the back. "Give 'em a good telling off Rob for worrying us."
"A good spank." Adds Howard giggling as he knocks back yet another glass of Champagne. The way he's going he'll be drunk before the night even starts.
"Erh... you guys can do the spankings. I'll get the door." Standing to my feet i make my way towards the hall mumbling under my breath. "I wouldn't mind giving Gaz a spank." Once i've neatened myself up in the mirror i open the front door with a grin which slightly fades when i realise it isn't Gary, but Jason holding a bottle of wine wrapped in a brown bag. "Oh...hi Jay."
"You were expecting me tonight...wasn't you?" Confused, he raises his eyebrow at me. Shaking my head a little i paint on a smile.
"Of course silly." We exchange a friendly hug as a welcome. Standing a little to the side i allow Jason to come in whilst i look behind him for anymore guests. "Gaz not with you?" I ask taking his coat from him trying not to sound too concerned that Gary still hasn't arrived yet.
"Afraid not mate. Maybe he's taken ill or something? I shouldn't worry it's not like Gary to be late he'll be here soon. Lads in there?" Jason points towards the living room area which has the door closed. Getting lost in my worried thoughts of Gary who could of possibly had a car accident on the way over here i just stare at the closed door.
"E...er...erh...yeah... go in..." Quietly i sigh to myself.
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7:12 pm
Over an hour has passed since Gary should of been due here and now i'm fully convinced that he's changed his mind about coming. The thoughts of him possibly being involved in a crash or accident has left my mind seeing as his phone got turned off whilst i was trying to ring him or should i say rejected. "When did you say the pizzas were getting here?" Jason asks rubbing his growling stomach.
"They said fifteen to twenty minutes. It's only round the corner i should really consider changing my takeaway venue. They never deliver on time." I frown my lips checking my phone incase there's a text which includes a good explanation from Gary.
"Maybe Gary kidnapped the pizza guy and stole our pizzas." Howard jokes who soon gets scolded by a Motherly telling off by Mark.
"Don't be awful Howard. You know how upset Gary gets about his weight."
"I wasn't hitting at his weight i was just saying about where the fuck have our pizzas got to?!"
"We don't need Gary anyway." Placing my glass down a little harder than intended Mark flinches beside me. All six eyes stare into my direction. "S...sorry...it's...it's just...where the fuck are these pizzas?!" Unexpectedly the door bell rings even before i get chance to close my mouth after my sentence.
"I think your question has been answered..." The three of them burst into laughter. After all i am over reacting over 'pizzas' - well that's what they think i'm over reacting over anyway.
Grabbing my wallet i open the front door in an annoyed way. "This is the second time you've been late. If you think you're going to get a tip... you've got another thing coming." Searching through my wallet for the exact amount of money owed a voice speaks which instantly catches my attention.
"No tip? Well that's a shame."
Blinking my eyes a few times my jaw drops. "G...G...Gary?!" In front of me stands a very smartly dressed Gary Barlow. He's wearing a white shirt which has a few buttons undone showing off his golden chest hair which shines in the hallway lighting.
"Missed me? Sorry i'm late. Mother kept me talking it's been a while since we've spoken, and i guess i lost track of time." Gary holds five boxes of pizza in one hand and a huge box Cadbury's in the other. "The pizza guy was about to deliver these so i paid him and thought i'd deliver them to you myself... and the chocolates... well they're just an apology... from me." Shyly Gary smiles up at me.
Butterflies form in my stomach. Gary always knows how to cheer me up. Feeling like a high school girl with a crush on her teacher i bite my lip nervously staring at Gary standing on my doorway with the moonlight beaming down on him. "You look gorgeous..." Stupidly i mutter causing Gary's cheeks to turn a hint of red.
"Am i forgiven?"
Taking the boxes from his hands i place them on the floor before pulling him into an incredibly tight hug. Nuzzling my face against Gary's neck i inhale his manly scent. He's not drowned in aftershave like most men, only a light spray just how i like it. The palm of Gary's hand rests on my back which gently moves up and down sending tingles all the way down my spine. "Of course you are..." Quietly i mumble against his ear which i nibble the lobe slightly.
"Good..." He releases a sigh of relief pulling away a little from the hug. "....so... this tip? Do i deserve one?" Cheekily he laughs whilst wrapping his arm around my shoulder.
"We'll see Gaz... i mean... you had me worried... i might have something for you later, but just for when the two of us are alone... i don't like sharing..." Grinning like a Cheshire cat i reach down retrieving the boxes before making our way to the living room with Gary leading.
"I better not eat too much pizza then..." He winks over his left shoulder at me. Without saying a word i wink back gently squeezing his bum.
Panting for my breath back i rest against the cold tiled shower wall. Robbie carefully steps out from the shower turning off the water whilst wrapping a towel around his waist leaving me naked. "Erm... i...i think i'm clean...now."
"You look it." Robbie laughs holding out a towel into my direction. "But don't play innocent with me Barlow. I know you've had a blow job before in a shower..." His lips curl into a smile, as he wraps the towel around me.
"Eh? Have i?"
"Don't give me that." Again he laughs drying my skin on the white material. "Which one of the lads was it then? I don't mind, honest."
Feeling slightly confused by his assumption i raise my eyebrow. "Honest... i've never done this before... with anyone let alone one of the lads..."
"Oh...er...not...erm...Nigel...surly...right.?"
"Bloody hell Rob." Laughing a little i tightly tie the towel around my waist whilst making my way to the bedroom. "Give me some credit."
"Sorry...it's just that... you seem so relaxed about all this..." Robbie sits down on the bed dragging the duvet off.
Tilting my head over my right shoulder towards him i bite my lip a little. "There's a reason for that mate... you'll find out soon."
"Soon? Not now?" He asks playing the puppy eyed look at me, and opening his towel a little to reveal his bare chest trying to lure me in. Pushing away the temptation i snigger quietly.
"One day, Rob... one day you will." Shuffling over to the bed i sit beside him resting my head against his bicep. "What do you wanna do today?"
Robbie takes my hand in his placing it over his covered lap entwining our fingers together. "I was thinking... maybe we could invite the lads back to mine... have a bit of a get together? It's not long before the album goes on sale, so it will be nice to be together and have our own little party regardless of what the future chart position will be... just be together..."
"Who are you and what have you done with the real Robbie Williams?" I grin up at him rubbing my thumb over his knuckles.
"Cheeky git.... so...what do you say? Meet me at mine...say 6pm? I'll drop the others a text."
"You're going now? I thought you'd want to spend a bit of time together first?" Watching him walk over to his pile of clothes feeling my heart sink a little.
"I was going to ask... would you like to spend the night at mine... once they've left? Well it's not my place... actually i left that detail out, but it's my mate's. It's a lot bigger than my flat and tidier too. He's on holiday for the week leaving me the keys... what do you say?"
"Wow... sounds good to me..." Happily i sigh reaching for another towel to dry my hair with. Robbie smiles relieved at my answer before walking back over to me. "Can't wait..." Gently he kisses my temple then firmly presses his lips over mine causing me to fall backwards onto the bed pulling him on top of me.
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Robbie's POV
6pm strikes on my watch and there's still no sign of Gary. "Did you give him the right address?" Howard laughs whilst downing another glass of champagne.
"Erh... yeah..." I sit down on the sofa beside Mark trying to hide my worry the best i can. I shouldn't make it too obvious we aren't even dating yet i can't ruin it before it starts.
"Howard stop worrying him. Don't worry Rob, Jason still hasn't arrived yet has he? They've probably gone and got some more drinks or food knowing them. They'll both be here soon." Mark squeezes my tensed shoulder.
"But if they aren't together... Gary's driving himself..." The pair of them look at me surprised over my worry all of a sudden about Gary, but i quickly brush it off. "...What am i talking about? Of course he'll be ok. It's Gary Barlow for gods sake." Forcefully i laugh reaching for my orange juice which sits on the coffee table in front of me. Very faintly there's a knock on the front door's glass. "Oh..."
"See. Told you." Mark winks at me gently patting me on the back. "Give 'em a good telling off Rob for worrying us."
"A good spank." Adds Howard giggling as he knocks back yet another glass of Champagne. The way he's going he'll be drunk before the night even starts.
"Erh... you guys can do the spankings. I'll get the door." Standing to my feet i make my way towards the hall mumbling under my breath. "I wouldn't mind giving Gaz a spank." Once i've neatened myself up in the mirror i open the front door with a grin which slightly fades when i realise it isn't Gary, but Jason holding a bottle of wine wrapped in a brown bag. "Oh...hi Jay."
"You were expecting me tonight...wasn't you?" Confused, he raises his eyebrow at me. Shaking my head a little i paint on a smile.
"Of course silly." We exchange a friendly hug as a welcome. Standing a little to the side i allow Jason to come in whilst i look behind him for anymore guests. "Gaz not with you?" I ask taking his coat from him trying not to sound too concerned that Gary still hasn't arrived yet.
"Afraid not mate. Maybe he's taken ill or something? I shouldn't worry it's not like Gary to be late he'll be here soon. Lads in there?" Jason points towards the living room area which has the door closed. Getting lost in my worried thoughts of Gary who could of possibly had a car accident on the way over here i just stare at the closed door.
"E...er...erh...yeah... go in..." Quietly i sigh to myself.
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7:12 pm
Over an hour has passed since Gary should of been due here and now i'm fully convinced that he's changed his mind about coming. The thoughts of him possibly being involved in a crash or accident has left my mind seeing as his phone got turned off whilst i was trying to ring him or should i say rejected. "When did you say the pizzas were getting here?" Jason asks rubbing his growling stomach.
"They said fifteen to twenty minutes. It's only round the corner i should really consider changing my takeaway venue. They never deliver on time." I frown my lips checking my phone incase there's a text which includes a good explanation from Gary.
"Maybe Gary kidnapped the pizza guy and stole our pizzas." Howard jokes who soon gets scolded by a Motherly telling off by Mark.
"Don't be awful Howard. You know how upset Gary gets about his weight."
"I wasn't hitting at his weight i was just saying about where the fuck have our pizzas got to?!"
"We don't need Gary anyway." Placing my glass down a little harder than intended Mark flinches beside me. All six eyes stare into my direction. "S...sorry...it's...it's just...where the fuck are these pizzas?!" Unexpectedly the door bell rings even before i get chance to close my mouth after my sentence.
"I think your question has been answered..." The three of them burst into laughter. After all i am over reacting over 'pizzas' - well that's what they think i'm over reacting over anyway.
Grabbing my wallet i open the front door in an annoyed way. "This is the second time you've been late. If you think you're going to get a tip... you've got another thing coming." Searching through my wallet for the exact amount of money owed a voice speaks which instantly catches my attention.
"No tip? Well that's a shame."
Blinking my eyes a few times my jaw drops. "G...G...Gary?!" In front of me stands a very smartly dressed Gary Barlow. He's wearing a white shirt which has a few buttons undone showing off his golden chest hair which shines in the hallway lighting.
"Missed me? Sorry i'm late. Mother kept me talking it's been a while since we've spoken, and i guess i lost track of time." Gary holds five boxes of pizza in one hand and a huge box Cadbury's in the other. "The pizza guy was about to deliver these so i paid him and thought i'd deliver them to you myself... and the chocolates... well they're just an apology... from me." Shyly Gary smiles up at me.
Butterflies form in my stomach. Gary always knows how to cheer me up. Feeling like a high school girl with a crush on her teacher i bite my lip nervously staring at Gary standing on my doorway with the moonlight beaming down on him. "You look gorgeous..." Stupidly i mutter causing Gary's cheeks to turn a hint of red.
"Am i forgiven?"
Taking the boxes from his hands i place them on the floor before pulling him into an incredibly tight hug. Nuzzling my face against Gary's neck i inhale his manly scent. He's not drowned in aftershave like most men, only a light spray just how i like it. The palm of Gary's hand rests on my back which gently moves up and down sending tingles all the way down my spine. "Of course you are..." Quietly i mumble against his ear which i nibble the lobe slightly.
"Good..." He releases a sigh of relief pulling away a little from the hug. "....so... this tip? Do i deserve one?" Cheekily he laughs whilst wrapping his arm around my shoulder.
"We'll see Gaz... i mean... you had me worried... i might have something for you later, but just for when the two of us are alone... i don't like sharing..." Grinning like a Cheshire cat i reach down retrieving the boxes before making our way to the living room with Gary leading.
"I better not eat too much pizza then..." He winks over his left shoulder at me. Without saying a word i wink back gently squeezing his bum.
Wednesday, 4 December 2013
Chapter 11
"Rob...Rob... are you awake?" A voice whispers against my ear. The blanket covering me is tugged a little allowing the coldness to hit against my bare flesh.
"Mmm..." Shivering slightly i wrap the duvet around me again turning onto my left hand side.
"Rob...wakey wakey..." Gary smiles against my cheek jabbing a finger into my ribs. Getting annoyed for being woken up my eyes remain closed whilst i fold my arms stopping him from poking me. "Mark's going to be here soon to pick some piano sheets up... we don't want to be caught like this...right?"
"He'll probably end up joining us."
"Mark? Doubt that mate. With his worried little head we'll probably end up jumping out of the window! You know what he's like." The bed sags as Gary begins to get dressed making me feel colder without him laying beside me.
"Does he have to come today... why can't he come tomorrow... or at least tonight.."
"You mean midnight when you actually roll out of bed." Gary laughs whilst fixing his hair in the mirror at the end of the bed. Knocking on the front door's glass sounds it almost feels like i've got a hangover yet i haven't had a drink. "Oh...shit... he's here."
"How do you know it's him? Is the door locked?"
"Mark always knocks on the glass. The amount of times i've told him to ring the bell it just goes in one ear and out the other, and yes of course it is. You better go in the bathroom or something, but don't have a shower until he's gone." He walks towards the bedroom door to go downstairs.
"Don't i get a kiss?" Cheekily i reply fluttering my eyelashes in a girly way.
"You're a prat mate." Quickly he kisses me on the lips before heading back towards the door again. "Once he's gone i'll do us some breakfast if you like?"
Sitting up slowly i sigh happily at him. "Sounds great to me Gaz... have fun?"
"Aye.. thanks wont be long." With that Gary walks downstairs to let Mark in. I look around the neat and tidy bedroom smiling to myself. This is perfect... i could get use to this life.
Gary's POV
Checking myself one last time in the hall's mirror i straighten my shirt to make me a little presentable. Not that it's much use with Mr Fashion model at my door. Mark knocks on the door again this time longer and louder before he's finished knocking i pull open the door almost causing him to knock onto my chest.
"Gaz!" Beaming me with that famous smile of his he pulls me into a tight, but friendly hug followed by a gentle pat on my back. "How are you? You're looking a lot happier today." Returning the hug i brush off an uncontrollable smile. There's only one reason because of that.
"I'm great Marko, how're you?"
"Brill mate, just brill. Do you have those sheets for me?"
Standing against the wall a little i open the door wider. "Yep they're on the kitchen table. Come in lad you look frozen i'll make us a coffee."
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"I think i might go and visit Rob after i've finished here... besides it's on the way back to mine anyway." Mark peers from the rim of his mug at me.
"W...why?" If there's a person who's a mind reader when there's worry Mark's your man. He can sense it a mile off.
Mark scrunches his face up a little from my question- either that or he dislikes my coffee, but doesn't want to be rude. "He's a mate? And he's been looking down the past week or so... we need a good catch up."
"Oh... well there's no need Mark... honest."
"What do you mean by that? Has he said something to you? Is he ok?"
Trying to hold back my laughter with all Mark's questions i take a big gulp of my coffee which pretty much scolds my throat. "I saw him yesterday. He's fine and you need to stop worrying. We had a long catch up over dinner, so everything's grand."
"Oooooh... i see." Mark pulls a 'i know what you're up to' face which causes me to panic a little. He can't know about me and Robbie... well there's not much to know really seeing as there isn't a me and Robbie... not yet anyway. My palm begins to sweat slightly almost causing me to drop my mug.
"What's with that face?"
"Nothing...."
"Mark tell me." Speaking in an annoyed tone i place my mug forcefully onto the table a little harder than intended spilling it a little.
"Erm...n...nothing... i was joking... sorry Gaz... it's just good to see you and Robbie together... being friends of course...i love seeing the pair of you happy...not in that way... obviously." Mark giggles.
"Obviously... yeah... me too... it's great having him back in my life and us becoming close ... friends again." Painting on a smile to hide my nervous look i drown my lips in the coffee again to disguise it.
"So... have you-" All of a sudden there's a loud bang in the bathroom almost like the shower gels have fallen off the self. Mark almost jumps out of his seat hearing the noises. My eyes widen. Shit Rob what are you doing.?! "Is there... is there someone upstairs?" Nervously Mark looks over his shoulder towards the direction of the stairs. Think Gary think! Now is not the time for gossip god knows what it will cause if Mark finds out.
"Erm...n...no no...."
"But that noise. What on earth was that noise if no ones upstairs?! Oh god... what if there's a burglar in the house? We have to leave Gaz come on! He could have a knife this isn't good!" Mark takes a tight grip to my hand trying to drag me out of my seat, but for some reason it feels like i'm glued to it.
"Mark... stop fussing!"
"This is dangerous! Do you want to get killed Gaz? Come on right now, please?"
"It's rats!" Uncontrollable i blurt out. "I have rats... the guys coming tomorrow to sort it..." Mark looks at me blinking a few times.
"R...rats? You have rats...? In the house?" A shade of white washes over Mark's face making him look more nervous than before. Is he afraid of rats? Wow i never knew that...
"Oh yeah... big ones! A family full! Bloody running around the house like they own it." I lie. "They usually come out when there's company that's why i went over to Rob's instead of inviting him over here. God knows what they would of been like with another male in the house... they seem to attract to men for some reason." Shrugging a little i bite my tongue stopping myself from falling around laughing at Mark's reaction. If his eyes couldn't stretch anymore they almost fall of his head now, as his eyes dart towards the invisible watch on his wrist.
"Well... would you look at that...time sure does fly when you're having fun! It's been great catching up with you Gaz. Next time we should go out for a drink... in a cafe of course will drop you a text later?"
"Alright Markie. Such a shame you can't stay any longer... but you're a busy bee these days. Anyway if you need anything else just drop by... or i'll drop them by."
"Yeah it's best if you drop them by...erm see you later Gaz." We exchange another friendly hug before saying our goodbyes, as Mark finally leaves.
The front door closes giving me the signal it's safe to go back upstairs and search for Rob, and what he's possibly broken. "Rob? He's gone." I walk back to the bedroom to see the bedsheets are on the floor and so are his clothes still. Well he couldn't of escaped through the window... not naked anyway. "Robbie? Where are you?" The bathroom door creaks open slightly and a head peers around the door. "Oh there you are! Jeez what were you doing up here?"
"It wasn't me... it was the rats..." Robbie bites his lip trying to pull a serious face which instantly fails.
"Well i had to say something didn't i? Luckily he was scared of the bloody things, so now we have a free house again. What was you doing?"
"Was going to have a shower, but knocked the shower gels off by accident, so i had to wait. You have them differently to where i have mine."
"I told you not to have one. He would of heard the water running and i couldn't of said the rats were having a shower now could i?" We both burst out laughing imaging Mark's face after telling him that story. "I need a shower, so it's only fair i go first."
"Oh yeah? And how does that work? I've been waiting 10 minutes."
"It's my bloody house now let me in." Trying to push Robbie out the way whilst i try my best opening the door which he's standing behind. It soon becomes clear as in why he was hiding behind the door. Robbie stands in front of me completely naked. Not a single item of clothing is covering any flesh on his perfectly toned body. "Oh...er...s...sorry Rob... erm... you go...you go first..." My eyes fail to leave his body. Well the saying is it's like i'm 'undressing him with my eyes' expect this is reality. Feeling like i'm making him uncomfortable with my staring eyes i decide to leave the bathroom to give him some privacy until something grabs onto my arm. "Rob, what are yo-" A pair of lips claim mine preventing my speech.
Robbie wraps his arms around my waist pulling me closer so our bodies fit together like a snug jigsaw. Surrendering from the kiss i throw my arms around the back of his neck deepening the kiss standing on my tip toes slightly. Very slowly Robbie starts to walk backwards, so we both enter the bathroom. Using my right foot i kick the bathroom door closed. "You said you wanted to use the shower... too right?" Is he asking me a rhetorical question? He already knows the answer to that.
"Y...Yes..." Breathing a little faster i reply from the breath taking kiss watching Robbie walk to the direction of the walk in shower.
"Well you can't get in dressed." He winks flicking on the switch causing the water to come slashing down the glass doors making the bathroom a little steamy.
"B...but..." I swallow hard my eyes not once leave his figure. Is he hinting at the pair of us sharing a shower together?
"Don't worry... i'll test the water out for you..." Opening the shower door Robbie stands under the running water it almost looks like a water fall. The droplets bounce off his chest and run down his torso exactly like something you would see in a sexual movie. He squirts some blue coloured shower gel onto the palm of his hand before rubbing it onto his tanned skin causing it to become white and foamy. "It feels amazing Gaz..." Hardly audible Robbie speaks under the water whilst continuing to foam up his body. My jeans tighten watching the view in front of me. What is this man trying to do?
Not wanting to wait any longer with a flash i start to remove my clothing along with tearing my own shirt off my body instead of wasting time unbuttoning it. Now naked i walk over to the misty glass shower doors. I can't see a thing it's too steamy like i've just walked into a sauna. "Rob?" Quietly i speak fighting my way through the steam looking for Robbie's figure again. Unexpectedly i feel my back being slammed against the cold wet titles behind me with two hands bedded against my hips. I could tell who's those hands are a mile off. "R...Rob...what...are-"
"Ssssh... relax..." A pair of grinning lips press against my ear. Hearing his voice calms me allowing me to rest my head against the titled wall. Within a few minutes i feel a fist form around my slightly hardened self causing my eyes to snap open. "Rob?!" Loudly i choke.
"It's ok... just relax....trust me." He snakes his free hand up towards my stomach gently swirling his finger around my navel, as the water continues to drown our naked bodies. Slowly he starts to work his fist against me increasing the speed of my breathing. Planting kisses along my length this is going to be hard to hold back. Robbie seems so calm about all this...maybe he's done it before with another man? Suddenly it didn't matter anymore once i feel his lips tightly wrap around my tip causing me to grit my teeth together.
"Argh....R...Rob..." My hands scoop a fistful of his soaked hair feeling myself enter more into his mouth almost touching the back of his throat when he begins to thrust his lips.
Arching my back during the thrusts i finally hit his throat. Again and again. "Like that...?" Robbie whispers feeling pleased with himself for sending me into this state so quickly. A wash of emotions crash over me multiple times making my knees tremble. "That's it Gaz... let go... i want to taste you..." His warm breath makes contact with my wet skin giving a great effect- and pleasure. Taking a deep breath i can't hold in back anymore feeling myself explode in Robbie's mouth and onto my own legs. "R...R...ROOOOB...." I call out as my body starts to shake from releasing.
"Mmm..." Shivering slightly i wrap the duvet around me again turning onto my left hand side.
"Rob...wakey wakey..." Gary smiles against my cheek jabbing a finger into my ribs. Getting annoyed for being woken up my eyes remain closed whilst i fold my arms stopping him from poking me. "Mark's going to be here soon to pick some piano sheets up... we don't want to be caught like this...right?"
"He'll probably end up joining us."
"Mark? Doubt that mate. With his worried little head we'll probably end up jumping out of the window! You know what he's like." The bed sags as Gary begins to get dressed making me feel colder without him laying beside me.
"Does he have to come today... why can't he come tomorrow... or at least tonight.."
"You mean midnight when you actually roll out of bed." Gary laughs whilst fixing his hair in the mirror at the end of the bed. Knocking on the front door's glass sounds it almost feels like i've got a hangover yet i haven't had a drink. "Oh...shit... he's here."
"How do you know it's him? Is the door locked?"
"Mark always knocks on the glass. The amount of times i've told him to ring the bell it just goes in one ear and out the other, and yes of course it is. You better go in the bathroom or something, but don't have a shower until he's gone." He walks towards the bedroom door to go downstairs.
"Don't i get a kiss?" Cheekily i reply fluttering my eyelashes in a girly way.
"You're a prat mate." Quickly he kisses me on the lips before heading back towards the door again. "Once he's gone i'll do us some breakfast if you like?"
Sitting up slowly i sigh happily at him. "Sounds great to me Gaz... have fun?"
"Aye.. thanks wont be long." With that Gary walks downstairs to let Mark in. I look around the neat and tidy bedroom smiling to myself. This is perfect... i could get use to this life.
Gary's POV
Checking myself one last time in the hall's mirror i straighten my shirt to make me a little presentable. Not that it's much use with Mr Fashion model at my door. Mark knocks on the door again this time longer and louder before he's finished knocking i pull open the door almost causing him to knock onto my chest.
"Gaz!" Beaming me with that famous smile of his he pulls me into a tight, but friendly hug followed by a gentle pat on my back. "How are you? You're looking a lot happier today." Returning the hug i brush off an uncontrollable smile. There's only one reason because of that.
"I'm great Marko, how're you?"
"Brill mate, just brill. Do you have those sheets for me?"
Standing against the wall a little i open the door wider. "Yep they're on the kitchen table. Come in lad you look frozen i'll make us a coffee."
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"I think i might go and visit Rob after i've finished here... besides it's on the way back to mine anyway." Mark peers from the rim of his mug at me.
"W...why?" If there's a person who's a mind reader when there's worry Mark's your man. He can sense it a mile off.
Mark scrunches his face up a little from my question- either that or he dislikes my coffee, but doesn't want to be rude. "He's a mate? And he's been looking down the past week or so... we need a good catch up."
"Oh... well there's no need Mark... honest."
"What do you mean by that? Has he said something to you? Is he ok?"
Trying to hold back my laughter with all Mark's questions i take a big gulp of my coffee which pretty much scolds my throat. "I saw him yesterday. He's fine and you need to stop worrying. We had a long catch up over dinner, so everything's grand."
"Oooooh... i see." Mark pulls a 'i know what you're up to' face which causes me to panic a little. He can't know about me and Robbie... well there's not much to know really seeing as there isn't a me and Robbie... not yet anyway. My palm begins to sweat slightly almost causing me to drop my mug.
"What's with that face?"
"Nothing...."
"Mark tell me." Speaking in an annoyed tone i place my mug forcefully onto the table a little harder than intended spilling it a little.
"Erm...n...nothing... i was joking... sorry Gaz... it's just good to see you and Robbie together... being friends of course...i love seeing the pair of you happy...not in that way... obviously." Mark giggles.
"Obviously... yeah... me too... it's great having him back in my life and us becoming close ... friends again." Painting on a smile to hide my nervous look i drown my lips in the coffee again to disguise it.
"So... have you-" All of a sudden there's a loud bang in the bathroom almost like the shower gels have fallen off the self. Mark almost jumps out of his seat hearing the noises. My eyes widen. Shit Rob what are you doing.?! "Is there... is there someone upstairs?" Nervously Mark looks over his shoulder towards the direction of the stairs. Think Gary think! Now is not the time for gossip god knows what it will cause if Mark finds out.
"Erm...n...no no...."
"But that noise. What on earth was that noise if no ones upstairs?! Oh god... what if there's a burglar in the house? We have to leave Gaz come on! He could have a knife this isn't good!" Mark takes a tight grip to my hand trying to drag me out of my seat, but for some reason it feels like i'm glued to it.
"Mark... stop fussing!"
"This is dangerous! Do you want to get killed Gaz? Come on right now, please?"
"It's rats!" Uncontrollable i blurt out. "I have rats... the guys coming tomorrow to sort it..." Mark looks at me blinking a few times.
"R...rats? You have rats...? In the house?" A shade of white washes over Mark's face making him look more nervous than before. Is he afraid of rats? Wow i never knew that...
"Oh yeah... big ones! A family full! Bloody running around the house like they own it." I lie. "They usually come out when there's company that's why i went over to Rob's instead of inviting him over here. God knows what they would of been like with another male in the house... they seem to attract to men for some reason." Shrugging a little i bite my tongue stopping myself from falling around laughing at Mark's reaction. If his eyes couldn't stretch anymore they almost fall of his head now, as his eyes dart towards the invisible watch on his wrist.
"Well... would you look at that...time sure does fly when you're having fun! It's been great catching up with you Gaz. Next time we should go out for a drink... in a cafe of course will drop you a text later?"
"Alright Markie. Such a shame you can't stay any longer... but you're a busy bee these days. Anyway if you need anything else just drop by... or i'll drop them by."
"Yeah it's best if you drop them by...erm see you later Gaz." We exchange another friendly hug before saying our goodbyes, as Mark finally leaves.
The front door closes giving me the signal it's safe to go back upstairs and search for Rob, and what he's possibly broken. "Rob? He's gone." I walk back to the bedroom to see the bedsheets are on the floor and so are his clothes still. Well he couldn't of escaped through the window... not naked anyway. "Robbie? Where are you?" The bathroom door creaks open slightly and a head peers around the door. "Oh there you are! Jeez what were you doing up here?"
"It wasn't me... it was the rats..." Robbie bites his lip trying to pull a serious face which instantly fails.
"Well i had to say something didn't i? Luckily he was scared of the bloody things, so now we have a free house again. What was you doing?"
"Was going to have a shower, but knocked the shower gels off by accident, so i had to wait. You have them differently to where i have mine."
"I told you not to have one. He would of heard the water running and i couldn't of said the rats were having a shower now could i?" We both burst out laughing imaging Mark's face after telling him that story. "I need a shower, so it's only fair i go first."
"Oh yeah? And how does that work? I've been waiting 10 minutes."
"It's my bloody house now let me in." Trying to push Robbie out the way whilst i try my best opening the door which he's standing behind. It soon becomes clear as in why he was hiding behind the door. Robbie stands in front of me completely naked. Not a single item of clothing is covering any flesh on his perfectly toned body. "Oh...er...s...sorry Rob... erm... you go...you go first..." My eyes fail to leave his body. Well the saying is it's like i'm 'undressing him with my eyes' expect this is reality. Feeling like i'm making him uncomfortable with my staring eyes i decide to leave the bathroom to give him some privacy until something grabs onto my arm. "Rob, what are yo-" A pair of lips claim mine preventing my speech.
Robbie wraps his arms around my waist pulling me closer so our bodies fit together like a snug jigsaw. Surrendering from the kiss i throw my arms around the back of his neck deepening the kiss standing on my tip toes slightly. Very slowly Robbie starts to walk backwards, so we both enter the bathroom. Using my right foot i kick the bathroom door closed. "You said you wanted to use the shower... too right?" Is he asking me a rhetorical question? He already knows the answer to that.
"Y...Yes..." Breathing a little faster i reply from the breath taking kiss watching Robbie walk to the direction of the walk in shower.
"Well you can't get in dressed." He winks flicking on the switch causing the water to come slashing down the glass doors making the bathroom a little steamy.
"B...but..." I swallow hard my eyes not once leave his figure. Is he hinting at the pair of us sharing a shower together?
"Don't worry... i'll test the water out for you..." Opening the shower door Robbie stands under the running water it almost looks like a water fall. The droplets bounce off his chest and run down his torso exactly like something you would see in a sexual movie. He squirts some blue coloured shower gel onto the palm of his hand before rubbing it onto his tanned skin causing it to become white and foamy. "It feels amazing Gaz..." Hardly audible Robbie speaks under the water whilst continuing to foam up his body. My jeans tighten watching the view in front of me. What is this man trying to do?
Not wanting to wait any longer with a flash i start to remove my clothing along with tearing my own shirt off my body instead of wasting time unbuttoning it. Now naked i walk over to the misty glass shower doors. I can't see a thing it's too steamy like i've just walked into a sauna. "Rob?" Quietly i speak fighting my way through the steam looking for Robbie's figure again. Unexpectedly i feel my back being slammed against the cold wet titles behind me with two hands bedded against my hips. I could tell who's those hands are a mile off. "R...Rob...what...are-"
"Ssssh... relax..." A pair of grinning lips press against my ear. Hearing his voice calms me allowing me to rest my head against the titled wall. Within a few minutes i feel a fist form around my slightly hardened self causing my eyes to snap open. "Rob?!" Loudly i choke.
"It's ok... just relax....trust me." He snakes his free hand up towards my stomach gently swirling his finger around my navel, as the water continues to drown our naked bodies. Slowly he starts to work his fist against me increasing the speed of my breathing. Planting kisses along my length this is going to be hard to hold back. Robbie seems so calm about all this...maybe he's done it before with another man? Suddenly it didn't matter anymore once i feel his lips tightly wrap around my tip causing me to grit my teeth together.
"Argh....R...Rob..." My hands scoop a fistful of his soaked hair feeling myself enter more into his mouth almost touching the back of his throat when he begins to thrust his lips.
Arching my back during the thrusts i finally hit his throat. Again and again. "Like that...?" Robbie whispers feeling pleased with himself for sending me into this state so quickly. A wash of emotions crash over me multiple times making my knees tremble. "That's it Gaz... let go... i want to taste you..." His warm breath makes contact with my wet skin giving a great effect- and pleasure. Taking a deep breath i can't hold in back anymore feeling myself explode in Robbie's mouth and onto my own legs. "R...R...ROOOOB...." I call out as my body starts to shake from releasing.
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