John's P.O.V.
"Here? N-now?" He asked in bewilderment, a flush on his cheeks and a smile of disbelief on his lips.
I nodded cheekily, "Here. Now." I got out of the car and ran around to the back seat, jumping in as he watched on stunned.
I had no idea where we were but it appeared to be secluded enough to be able to be just a little bit naughty.
He looked back at me with a wild look.
"Come on drummer boy." I coaxed him with my finger.
He licked his lips and undid his seatbelt, climbing out of his seat and letting himself back in and onto the back seat with me.
He sat down slowly and cautiously with a shaded look in his eye as if he didn't believe me and expected me to giggle and say I was just joking.
I leaned back against the door with my legs up along the length of the seat, I beckoned him forward and he crawled over my legs until our faces were millimetres apart.
My hand wandered up to his cheek and his dazzling blue eyes blinded me, if I didn't know any different, I would think he was the most innocent being in the world. But of course, we all know he is the dire opposite.
"I don't think you realise...just how brave that was..." he said, hushed.
I cracked into a grin.
"Even though it went badly, I'm still so fucking proud of you. I was doubting us, you know. What with all the arguments...you not letting me get near you and...and not saying I love you back...I thought you were already over me..." he swallowed hard.
"Roger...no, never! I've never been happier with you, it was all my fault and my silly conscience taking control. I've wanted to do all those things...I promise." I stroked his cheek.
He smiled, "Even say that you love me?"
I giggled at him, "Even say that I love you."
"Say it, tell me." His eyes were sparkling.
I couldn't help but grin at him, "I love you, Roger."
I took so much pride in saying that one little line to him. A little line that could potentially change everything.
He suddenly lunged forward and crashed his lips onto mine, my hand snaking from his cheek to his neck where my fingers danced about on his sensitive skin.
He shuffled as close to me as he could which meant he was kneeling between my parted legs on the seat.
After telling the truth and going through this situation with him it had obviously brought us closer together which had also unearthed some previously hidden intimacy. Maybe it was from my part? Because I finally felt like I could give in to him.
Maybe it was Roger? Maybe he finally felt as if he wasn't doing anything wrong and had allowed himself to relax.
Either way, it was blissful.
I felt his hand trace down my chest and stop at my groin where the waist band of my jeans were.
My heart was beating hard...
Dusk was falling and the daylight was rapidly disappearing, the car was getting darker which I didn't mind...Roger hadn't yet seen me naked and I was nervous about it, I was grateful for the fading light...
One part of me was impatient, tired of making myself wait for him and I wanted to do something now. But on the other hand, I wanted to do it properly, make it a little more special than have my first sexual encounter with Roger doing something to me...be in the back seat of my car.
The bedroom at home would be more comfortable, perhaps a little more romantic and maybe...
My thoughts were rapidly interrupted.
My eyes snapped open and momentarily I was paralysed, still with Rogers lips clamped to mine but his devilish eyes were open and full of mischief, staring right back into mine.
And his hand...was laying on top of my erection.
This already was the furthest that I had ever let him go and right now, the bedroom seemed too far away.
I slowly breathed out and pushed his jacket off of his shoulders, he wriggled out of it and threw it into the front seat, I focused my concentration of getting that poxy tie off from around his neck, trying to undo the knot, my body suddenly jolted and I gasped, looking down to see him palming me.
He put a finger under my chin and made me look into his eyes, "My clothes don't need to come off, Deaks...they can wait." He winked and whilst I was still consumed by his eye contact, felt his nifty fingers pop open the button on my jeans and then drag down the zip.
I swallowed hard.
He moved backwards a little, dragging me further down the seat so just my head was resting on the arm rest of the door.
I watched him with wide eyes and an open mouth, not knowing what to do or say.
He once again crawled clumsily over my body, the space in the car not being enough for what was happening. But we were too tied up in the moment to give a fuck.
"A-am I allowed?" He asked, a little nervously as he hovered over my crotch.
I nodded quickly.
It was dark enough now that he wouldn't be able to see anything properly, but I was still nervous.
He tugged down my jeans a little and when my boxers were on display, I saw a tiny hint of a grin on his face.
I leaned back and stared at the roof, breathing out loudly when I felt his fingers trace down my cock over the thin material of my underwear.
And then I felt him reach inside and curl his fingers around my throbbing length, I silently screamed. He pulled me out of my boxers and I shivered at the cool air hitting my tip...and the feeling of Rogers hand wrapped around my shaft.
My breathing was through the roof as I grabbed onto the edge of the seat.
"I-I might not be very good at this...seeing as though you've never let me practice..." he smirked and I could see his eyes twinkling in the dwindling light.
I had no willpower to speak and just breathily giggled in response.
Expecting him to start moving his hand up and down but instead...the tip of my cock disappeared into his mouth.
"Mmm-!" I mumbled in shock, my breathing stuttering and catching in my throat.
As quickly as it was in, he took his mouth away, licking his lips.
He leaned down further, trying to catch my eye contact, as soon as I glanced at him he gave me a quick lick which sent sparks flying through me.
Cheeky bastard.
I tried to compose myself by taking deep breaths but he seemed to be enjoying himself too much and soon my tip was in his mouth again with his tongue swirling all around it.
"Fuck, Rog..." I whispered, in pleasure and also in surprise that he was this good on his first go.
He giggled, still with me in his mouth which sent vibrations down my length.
My body shuddered and instinctively, my hand wandered up and got tangled in his hair.
I felt surreal, finally doing something sexual, not only with Roger, but with another man.
It had this instant buzz about it, I was already light headed and already enjoying this more than anything I'd ever done with a girl. Because this felt, oh so fucking right.
Once again, he took my swollen tip out of his wet mouth, "Am I doing okay?" He swallowed.
I nodded heavily, using the hand that was grabbing his hair to push him back down on to my cock.
Hissing as he took more of me into his mouth, beginning to bob his head up and down, I was seeing stars.
Why the fuck...how the fuck had I waited this long to have him do something to me. I had been missing out.
He went deeper and soon I was bumping into the back of his throat, my body wriggling and writhing underneath him.
"Ugh..." I repetitively moaned and groaned, the intensity forever getting stronger.
He was killing me now, with his hand that was around my shaft gliding up and down with every bob of his head, the mixed sensations rapidly sending me to my end.
I could feel myself building up, my fingers gripping and pulling at his hair harder.
"Roger...s-stop..." I panted, not wanting to cum in his mouth in case he didn't like it.
He shook his head, sucking harder.
I had no time to warn him when my orgasm exploded and shook my body like an earthquake, inhuman noises came from my throat as I trembled through sheer pleasure, my teeth gritted so hard, I felt myself throbbing hard, releasing myself into the drummers mouth.
Eventually, it subsided, draining all energy I had left.
Jolting when he let my cock out of his mouth I watched as I saw his throat contracting as he swallowed.
He shyly glanced at me and came up so his head was over mine, giving his lips a quick lick before planting them onto mine and giving me a long and hard kiss.
"That was fucking amazing..." he whispered, grinning like a looney.
I giggled, "You're telling me...you're quite alright for a beginner." I winked at him.
I cheekily gave his own erection a light squeeze making him bite his lip, "Let's go home, you can sort that out when we get back." He crooned.
