I Want You Now
By: Rawiya

“John, who was that on the phone,” Simon said coming out of the shower clad in nothing but a towel.

“Uh, oh just um, Gela. She was callin’ me to tell me she would not be coming to London as she had hoped.” I lied through my teeth even though I really wished it were her.

“Hmph pity…” Simon smirked before trotting over dropping the towel to the floor. “I thought you said you were going to join me?”

As I looked into his piercing blues, he pulled my chin into him to outline my lips with the tip of his cock. “God’s John, yoo ar wot keeps me goin’ yoo know? I mean, I love Nick and all but, I’m so glad that yoo ar still with me. I’m not sure wot I’d do without yoo.”

After I smiled acknowledging his comment, I took his cock in between my lips, gently sucking on the foreskin. I let my tongue roam along the loose flesh while my other hand tugged on his jewels.

Immediately, he threw his head back, gasping while I demonstrated my tricks I had picked up over the years.

“Fuck John, ah God’s I want yoo right now, mmmph,” he moaned. He grabbed my short locks, twirling the strands around his fingers. “Shit…”

Just as he was about to unload inside my mouth…

*RING*

I released the hold I had on my lover before searching for my cell.

“John, who the fuck could that be? Johnny, please I’m so close…” Simon said as I bent down reaching for my Blackberry.

“Allo?, Uh hi.” The voice of Dave Gahan was on my line; my heart skipped a beat.

“Who is it love,” Simon whispered as he jerked his shaft.

“Um, hold on Bean,” I said before putting him on mute. “Si, listen, my little gal needs to talk with her daddy in private. Can yoo give me a few minutes?” Again, I fibbed, I could not tell Simon that Gahan was calling me.

“Uh for Pete’s sake. Ah well, cannot stop a man from talkin’ with his grown daughter. Alright, I’ll go entertain myself in the bathroom a moment. In fact,” he leaned down lightly kissing my lips. “Why don’t you let me give yoo a bath, love. I’ll scrub yoo down, jus right.” Simon licked along my lips, my cock twitched inside my denims.

“Uh um, alright. Jus let me finish this conversation with her.” I said while looking at the phone to make sure Gahan had not hung up.

“Fabulous, I’ll get it started.” Quickly, he kissed me again before running into the bathroom.

‘That was close.’

“Wot the hell ar yoo doing? I told yoo I would call yoo tomorrow,” I whispered as I drummed my fingers atop the comforter.

Dave paused, sounded like he had lit a cigarette.

‘Boy I wish I had one right now.’

“John, listen, I needed to make sure it happens. We did not solidify plans,” he said in a calculating tone.

“Look Dave, I told yoo I’d try, that was not a definite,” I said softly trying to keep my conversation out of Simon’s earshot.

I lay back on the bed listening to him chat about why we absolutely needed to be together as soon as possible.

‘Why did I even open this can of worms?’

Wishing that I had never called him, I closed my eyes imagining a moment with Dave. That minute, he was saying how much he wanted to be closer, how this would not affect his relationship with Martin.

“John, we deserve this, it’s a chance John; we need to take advantage.”

Did we need to feed into this? Moreover, did I want to journey into territory that could get me into a lot of trouble?

“Dave, okay. Where should we meet tomorrow?” I rose as I found the piece of paper that had his number on it. Hurriedly, I grabbed a pen, scribbling down the address to a pub a lot of us used to frequent back in the day.

“Alright then, tomorrow around six. If anything changes, I will phone yoo ahead. Bye.”

Immediately, I pushed the disconnect throwing the cell onto the covers.
‘Shit, why am I doing this, do I really want him?’

On the mattress I lay pondering the situation I was about to involve myself with.

‘Meeting with Dave Gahan for what?’

Like he had said in our first conversation, there had to be something I was looking for because I rang him. However, I was terrified of anyone finding out. I know he had probably told Martin; what if Gore would tell Nick?

‘Jesus I don’t think I can do this.’

In my head, I weighed the pros and con’s on taking a chance of seeing Dave the following day. One, I’d get to be with him to talk about those supposed feelings he might have. Two, we can finish our encounter that we had earlier today.

‘Those lips atop mine, roaming my body. His hands caressing my flesh. FUCK.’

I continued wondering what purpose would this little moment serve. Aroused by what I had heard from Gahan earlier, I let my hands drop to my crotch. Slowly, my fingers worked my 501’s open until I freed my cock from its place of hiding.

“Shit, oh my god…” I breathed as I tugged at the tight flesh that surrounded the mushroom head. “Mmmhhh…” I envisioned him with me there on the bed, swallowing my dick whole.
I pushed his head into me further, suffocating him. “Damn baby...” his touch was electric, I could not deny there was something there I needed to explore.

“Ugh…” the pictures of Gahan in my head coupled with the expert movements of my hand caused my body to writhe uncontrollably.

‘God’s I do want him, how can that be?’

After the shocks died down, I rubbed the juices into my skin. My right hand caught my nipple, pinching it between my index and thumb. It was hard as a pebble, could cut if need be.

Again, I let my mind drift into forbidden thoughts. A long embrace after he drank my wine down, not wasting a drop. Me filling the space between his thighs, plunging myself into that spot repeatedly.

“Shit…” I mouthed dreaming about that slender body of his atop mine. Him riding me as our bodies crashed together creating so much friction.

‘Yes Dave, there is definitely a connection.’

Nevertheless, neither one of us can afford to do this. We both have wives and male lovers. There is oh so much to lose: all because we want to fuck? Is it worth the risk? Just because you claim to have feelings for me, which I still don’t believe.

While continuing to caress my own flesh I played out the scenarios in my head.

‘Nothing good will come out of this, or will it?’

“Damn Gahan, wot have yoo done to me,” I said aloud before raising up just in time to look into the eyes of my lover for over thirty years.

“John, just wot has Dave done to yoo…” he said with a look of disgust on his face.

“Shit…”

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