Oh man. How was it, that you could look forward to a moment all day, but once it was there you got so scared you almost ran away? Eddy put his toothbrush back in the cup and forced himself to walk to the bedroom calmly.
"You turning in?" Ian asked him through the open door to his room. He looked into Ian's messy room and smiled.
"Yeah. Short nights the last couple of nights, I'm beat. Good night, Ian."
"Night."
Brett walked into the room after him, and one look at his face and Eddy knew he was nervous too. And somehow knowing that Brett was nervous, made him feel a little bit stronger.
He had to make this good.
And he had a better idea of what he was doing now. He glanced over Brett's body and hummed softly when he saw his bulge, clearly bigger than normal. Then he got up and walked over to him. His hand moved down and cupped the bulge, which grew more into his hand.
"That's just lovely." he whispered, and Brett simpered in front of him.
"You okay?" he asked him. "You ready for this? You know you don't have to, right?"
Suddenly Brett looked right at him.
"Are you kidding? Yes, I'm ready. I'm fucking nervous though."
Eddy leaned over and kissed him softly, just on that really lovely silky bit of skin on the side of his neck. Now it was Brett's turn to hum.
"Nervous? About what? Me hurting you?" he said softly.
Brett didn't move a muscle, like he was just asking him to kiss him again. So Eddy did, even softer this time, gentler, his tongue peeping out a little so he could taste the little bit of salt on Brett's skin.
"Er... no, well, maybe a little. I don't know, Eddy. Pain... not being able to control myself again... take a pick."
Eddy leaned back so he could look him in the eye.
"I loved last time. So please don't be nervous. If that's how it goes for twenty times I'm fine with that."
Brett shook his head and grabbed Eddy's erection very suddenly. Squeezed through the jeans until Eddy wanted to roll his eyes back and groan.
"No. I want this inside of me, tonight."
"W-wow."
It was up to him right, to take charge? So he kissed him one more time, making sure not to get lost already, and then pushed him back towards the bed. Looked him in the eye as he unbuttoned his shirt, hoping that his eyes would shine the love he felt, for Brett to see. He kissed each nipple in turn, and moved down, running his nose through the splattering of hair on Brett's belly. Brett's breaths were coming fast, now, and Eddy knew he shouldn't drag. So he opened Brett's jeans with sure fingers and pulled them down.
Brett's hands on his skin as he undressed him in turn were like fire, leaving tingles in their wake. His whole body was alive with the sensations, and he was so, so grateful for this afternoon, in the practise room.
He definitely wouldn't have lasted without that.
Once they were both naked he grinned at his love and pushed him back so he lay down on the bed. Opened the drawer of Brett's night stand and took out the little bottle of lube Brett had bought, a few days ago. A lifetime ago.
His hand was running over Brett's belly, stroking, exploring, as he leaned forward to kiss him on the mouth, on the cheek, on his neck.
"I love you so much." he whispered in his ear.
"Oh, Eddy." Brett groaned. "Fuck, you're so good at this. I love you so much, but please, please, get on with it."
Eddy grinned, kissed him one more time and sat up.
"Okay. If you're sure."