Chapter 14

Chapter 14

Nearly three days have passed since that afternoon and Dave was tossing and turning in his bed then sighed and opened his eyes to stare at the white ceiling. He couldn’t sleep. His mind has been replaying that afternoon over and over again since Martin walked out on his room’s door with a dreamy expression.

They haven’t met in the last two days, because they agreed previously that they’ll try to come up with separate ideas before brainstorming together, plus they had to wait for Kessy to find a suitable smaller studio where they will be able to work as long as they have to. So while trying to concentrate on his work, Dave found himself getting lost in his thoughts, staring into nothing. He put his hands under his head and sighed. He was still confused, because it was ages ago since he could enjoy the love of a man and it shocked him how natural it felt to do all those things with Martin during that kinky afternoon.

He remembered how much he enjoyed when after all the blonde man gave him a head and he could taste himself on Mart’s lips and tongue afterwards. He loved the way the smaller man moaned and panted under him as he fucked his brain out again, licking and biting his salty skin… He closed his eyes from the memory and felt his cock jerk under the blanket so he quickly tried to think of something else. He was tired but his old friend insomnia paid a visit again.

It came into his mind how happy he felt with Martin during those few hours – much happier than at home… Was it possible that this side of him was stronger after all? Or is it stronger just now, because he always tried to suppress it since he’d left England and because now he can satisfy these needs?

God, those urgent burning needs! He inhaled deeply when another flashback came as he was fucking Martin on the table with his lover’s legs on his shoulders…

“Fuck, he was so hot…” he moaned into the silence of his room.

What kind of spell did Martin put on him? He just went crazy when he was near to him. Okay, it wasn’t a big surprise that they fucked like rabbits during their first time together, but somehow this was different for Dave. He didn’t want to stop for a second, he just wanted more and more. He felt that he’d be able to fuck him non-stop at least for a week. Was this normal? And the fact that he had no desire to fly back to his family when the time comes? He was more than willing to accept this job, because he saw the perfect escape from the pretence he was living in at home.

He wondered… how it’d be to stop punishing himself and move in with Curly, here in London. He shivered from the thought – he knew it’d be more than fantastic. A life without lies – or at least they could be honest with each other – a life without pretending that everything’s fine… Was it possible? Would he be brave enough to take this step? But what if Martin wouldn’t want it? What if he wanted to keep this low and stay with his family? What if he didn’t want anyone to know that he lives in a gay relationship? What’d his friends say? And his family? Dave wasn’t sure and he started doubting himself. What if this was just fun for Martin?

“Jesus Christ!” he exclaimed “I’m acting like a lovesick little schoolgirl after her first date with the dream guy! We spent just one fuckin’ day together and I’m already planning the wedding! I’m totally mad!” he sat up and reached for a cigarillo and a lighter. “Is this your charm, Martin?” he whispered into the darkness “Or is it me, my other side?”

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Next morning he felt like a wreck and a cold shower and three big cups of coffee couldn’t help either. He slept maybe half an hour. John’s call woke him up. He gave him the address of the new studio he found for them so he had to pull himself together and get there somehow.

“So, this is it. I think it’ll do” Kessy hurried inside after opening the door.

Mart and Dave felt awkward when their eyes met and both of them blushed a bit. They didn’t know how to act around each other after those hot hours spent together. Dave let Curly go inside first but it seemed that this wasn’t a bright idea, because his gaze fell on the round butt moving in front of him and he had to hiss from the memory that flashed in front of his eyes. They’ll have to talk about things very soon! ‘This isn’t good…’ Dave thought and forced himself to look around.

“What do you think?” Jonathan asked.

“Very nice…” Dave mused and checked the equipment. Although it was a smaller studio than the one they had worked in in New York, it had everything they will need for the work.

“I agree” Martin nodded too.

“Good. I wrote down everything you have to know about it – keys, codes, the time you can use it, etc. Here” he handed over a paper to the blonde man, while his cell was already at his ear. “I guess you’ll find your way around, I have to…Oh yes, Jonathan Kessler here…” and he already hurried on the corridor.

“That’s Kessy… Always on the run…” Dave chuckled embarrassed, standing in the other end of the room.

“Like you?” he asked sizing up the distance between them and he walked to Dave who watched every move he made. Martin wanted to be near to him and he moved without thinking.

“Uhm… err… am I?” Dave looked down at him.

“It seemed to me. I’m embarrassed too, if this helps” he gently took Dave’s hand into his.

“You are, huh?” he smiled.

“Yeah. My feelings are mixed up like hell since you… well, you know… But this had happened before, right? And we both enjoyed it, didn’t we?”

“Yes.”

“Then I don’t see the problem” he smiled up at the dark-haired man.

“You mean if it happens again then it happens?”

“Something like that, yeah. Or do you see it otherwise?”

“No… no, I agree with you” he quickly nodded and let Martin press his lips against his.

“Then it’s settled. I’m glad we cleared this too…”

“Like your tummy…” Dave couldn’t stop himself before it slipped out.

Martin chuckled and stroked his face “Yeah, like that. But…” he turned around and walked back to the paper that was left behind on a table “… let’s check Kessy’s instructions and then we can start the work. What do you think?”

“Sure” Dave nodded and listened to Mart as he read out loud the sentences. It amazed him how calmly he handled the situation. Was this the same Martin he had met back in New York? No, definitely not. Somehow he was different – more self-conscious and focused. He found it a bit strange but liked it. Maybe he’s opened up towards him more as well.

“So… what do you say about this one?” Martin asked after a few hours of brainstorming and listening to the German band’s music. “I think we should write a kinky or at least a suggestive lyric to this track. Their girl fans have to drool over something too…” he chuckled.

“I want to drool on something too” Dave grinned.

“Oh yeah?” Mart raised an eyebrow and smiled “What a big surprise…”

“Otherwise yes, it has a nice ‘fuck-rhythm’, so we should definitely go into that direction.”

“Yes. I was thinking about something dark and sexy…” he went on and Dave just watched him, not really hearing what he explained to him. His thoughts didn’t leave him alone, but he managed to respond and work with his lover somehow. ‘My lover… my male lover… How nice it sounds!’ he mused and didn’t even realize that hours have passed since they’ve got there. Time flew by when he was with this interesting guy, who seemed to be full of ideas. He barely understood half of the things he was talking about. Words like God, desire, cosmos, energies, faith, love, sex, pain and suffering hit his ears. It became pretty clear to him while he was watching the feverish way Martin was writing something into his notebook that Curly was a genius when it came to writing lyrics. And Dave just silently admired him.

“Hey… Dave! Earth to Dave! Are you with me?”

“Wha… yeah, sorry, just got lost in my thoughts. Wazzup?”

“Can you put track 7 in? It’s on the other CD.”

Dave started chuckling as he stood up to switch the CDs “So you want me to put it in?”

“You’re bad, David Gahan!” Mart grinned up at him, though the shining in his eyes was telltale, but before they could tell some more dirty jokes, his cell started ringing and they had to call it a day, because his wife wanted something that couldn’t wait.

“She goes on my nerves lately…” he sighed and put his things together “See you tomorrow then…” Mart hurried towards the door already lost in thoughts, but with three long strides Dave caught up with him and pulled Curly to him for a passionate kiss. He couldn’t bare it anymore just to watch and not taste him. He pushed his tongue into Martin’s mouth and deepened the demanding kiss and couldn’t stop his hands which grabbed the round ass.

“Yeah, I’ll surely see you again…” he grinned evilly at the slightly blushed and dizzy man.