Smolder (The Road to Rocktoberfest 2024)

20. Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty

Sandy

I turned the water to icicle and stepped under the spray. In less than a minute, my dick was officially inside my gut, with my balls tucked up there next to it for company. After I dried off and pulled on a pair of sleep shorts, I exited the bathroom and turned off the lights. It was too dark to see anything inside the trailer, so I felt my way to the bedroom, running smack into the door because I didn’t remember closing it when I left the room.

Folding my jeans from earlier, I shoved my dirty clothes into the duffel and sat on the bed with my phone in my hands. There was a message from Marshall that we were expected at the resort by ten for a sound check, so I set my alarm for eight and stretched out on top of the bed covers.

“How was your shower?”

I was off that fucking bed like I’d been shot. I flipped the wall switch for some light, seeing a gorgeous sight. Skyler was in my bed without a shirt. I hoped to fuck he was there because he was planning to give me another chance, not because he’d decided he wanted the better bed.

“You scared the shit out of me. What’s wrong? You want me to crowd into that shitty little bed?” I flipped off the overhead light and walked to the switch next to the bed, flipping on some small pendant lights so I could see him.

I sat on the side of the bed, my foot under my ass with my right leg on the floor. “I’ll sleep out there if it’s too uncomfortable for you.”

“Really? You would do that for me? Do you get off on pain?” Skyler was grinning as his beautiful golden-brown eyes sparkled in the dim light.

“Hmm. Not whips and shit, but I like being fucked hard. I’m not a stranger to a little role-playing, and I give a hell of a blowjob—or so I’ve been told.” None of that was a lie.

Skyler grinned. “You’re not a dedicated top?”

It was my turn to grin. “I like to feel the burn on occasion. How about you?”

“I told you my number was four. Two topping and two bottoming. Equal opportunity.”

“Oh, I’m glad to hear that. So, am I sleeping on that horrible fucking plywood bed out there?” My thumb and index finger were slowly dragging the sheet off him. Our gazes locked for a moment, but when he felt the graze of cotton over his skin, he glanced down, and the sexiest smile bloomed on his face. When I glanced down to see his hooded erection peeking out, my cock kicked into overdrive.

“May I sleep here…with you?”

I smiled because he was a teacher, through and through, with his proper grammar. I found it hot as hell and slid off my shorts to climb in next to him.

“Do you believe I love you? That I want to be here to support you?” Having his trust was important to me.

“I do. I want you to be with me during this new adventure. I don’t know how the guys will react to performing for an audience, and I need you to be there to support all of us.”

“I wouldn’t be anywhere else, Sky.”

I pulled him on top of me and kissed him with all the love I had inside me. “You wanna flip for it?”

Skyler laughed. “I’d like you inside me. Are you okay with that?”

I couldn’t get a breath as I looked into his eyes. “More than. I need to get up unless you have condoms and lube nearby. I want to kiss the fuck out of you, but let’s take care of the formalities first, okay?”

“I don’t have either of those things. I didn’t expect you to come back until Monday, and I certainly didn’t plan to have sex with anyone else.”

Those words lit up my soul. “I have what we need. I hoped to hell we’d have sex, Sky, but if you’re not ready for that step, I’ll wait for you. I mean it when I say I’ll put in the work it takes to earn your trust.”

That beautiful man nodded and leaned forward to seal his mouth over mine. I slid my tongue between his lips, and my balls finally descended from their hiding place after the cold shower.

I hummed in satisfaction at the tangling of tongues. The sensation was absolutely everything I needed, but I wanted to hear him talk. I wanted to know his thoughts.

I pulled away and looked into his sparkling eyes. “God, I wanna suck your cock.” The words tumbled out of my mouth before I could stop them, but his foreskin had haunted me since I first saw it that night in the spa.

Skyler crawled up my body, raking his hard-on over my hypersensitive skin, taunting me. I pulled him up until his hooded dick was close and raised my head to take it inside my eager mouth.

“ Oh god! ” Skyler’s moan had me pulling him to sit on my chest. He rested his hands on the wall and timidly thrust forward.

“Come on, teach, fuck my mouth.”

My tongue licked the slit of the mushroom head as it made an appearance. I nibbled the foreskin, circling my tongue around it to slide it down to get to the sensitive skin beneath the rim.

“That feels fucking incredible.” Skyler began thrusting more aggressively, and I loved it. His cock hit the back of my throat, gagging me a little, and Skyler pulled out. “Are you okay?”

I stared at the beautiful meat in front of me with a drop of precum on the tip that I snagged with my tongue. “I wondered if you cursed when you got off. Now I know. Let’s try it again. Gimme.”

Skyler was hesitant to move, so I flipped us so his head was at the foot of the bed, and I pounced on that thick cock. I took it all in one gulp and relaxed my throat so the head was right where I wanted it. I swallowed around it and eased off, only to repeat the move.

After the third time, strong hands wrapped in my hair and held tight, so I kept him in my mouth and began bobbing up and down before taking hold of his throbbing dick and working the foreskin up to nibble on the tip before I went down to the root again.

“I’m not going to la—” His cock became steel hard and hot just before his body stiffened and he coated my tongue with cum. As he rolled through the aftershocks, I gave my own erection three quick strokes before I blew all over the sheet.

I continued to mouth his softening cock until he pulled away. I fell flat on the bed, my face buried under his armpit. He smelled—I licked him—and tasted delicious everywhere.

After a moment to catch my breath, I sat up to see the man was out cold. I tried not to take offense, but I hoped it was because I’d sucked the life out of him.

Chuckling, I moved off the bed and lifted Skyler to position him at the head of the bed again before I climbed in with him and turned off the light. I wrapped my left arm around him and tucked him into me before pulling the sheet over us and joining him in dreamland.

“Check. Check one-two.”

I was standing to the right of the stage for the sound check. Goldie was at his microphone in the front while Skyler was adjusting his drum set. It wasn’t the same one I’d seen in Regal’s recording studio. Where’d he get those?

People were milling around the perimeter of the stage, working hard to set up booths with crafts, games, and lots of different food. The delicious circulating scents caused my stomach to growl like an angry dog.

I didn’t see anyone who appeared to be lurking around the area while the guys were on the stage, so I walked over to a stand to grab an iced tea and a snack. After the band played, I would suggest to them that we grab something to eat at the festival before driving to Vegas.

I approached a food truck and got in line, scrolling through shit on my phone as I waited for my turn in line. “Can I help you?” Looking up, I saw I was next in line, so I stepped closer.

“I’ll take an unsweet tea if you’ve got it ready. Oh, and a churro, please.” The woman at the window nodded before she walked away.

When she returned, she brought a large green solo cup with the food truck’s name on the front. “Bring it back for a refill at half price.” She handed it to me along with a hot sugar-and-cinnamon churro wrapped in wax paper.

After quickly tapping my phone to pay and leave a tip, I grinned at her. “Thanks. I will.”

“Hey, did you get that for me?” I turned to see Marsh behind me.

“Who’s with the band?”

“They’re back at the van. You were nowhere to be found when we finished the sound check. I see now that you’ll protect them until you’re hungry.”

I turned to see another band on the stage. “When did they leave? They were still on stage.”

“Man, you’re a shitty bodyguard. They finished a few minutes ago. Skyler looked for you, but apparently, he didn’t know food was more important than his safety. I took them back to the van and said I’d come find you.”

I glanced at the stage again. “Where’s their equipment?”

“The drum kit and the keyboard are on a wheeled platform behind the backdrop, along with a few other bands’ equipment that takes a bit longer to assemble. The guys have their instruments with them. We didn’t have time to hire roadies, so you’ll have to help us load up. I’ve got a guy in Vegas I want you to meet tomorrow before we fly home, so don’t get stinking drunk tonight.”

Marsh broke off most of my churro and grabbed my tea from my hand, walking away. I hurried to follow him because I wanted to know more about this guy he wanted me to meet.

We arrived at the van where the band sat in the camp chairs they’d brought along—all except Skyler, who was talking to a woman and a man near my Yukon. They were all smiling, so I slowly approached them to see if Skyler knew them.

“I’m doing this as a favor to my little brother. I have no desire to get on board with this circus.” Sky looked over his shoulder and motioned me to join him.

“Miriam, Leon, this is a friend of mine, Sandy Kensington. Sandy, these are the Brownlees from Peoria. Miriam is the school secretary at West Peoria High.”

I extended my hand to shake both of theirs. They seemed friendly, so my nerves calmed. “Nice to meet you both.”

“I thought I saw Skyler on the stage, but I had to come back here to double-check. This is such a funny coincidence. We’re driving to Seattle for a family reunion next week, and we saw an advertisement for this festival while we were in Vegas. We thought we’d check it out because it looked fun. I never imagined I’d see Mr. Ashe here behind a drum set.” Her fond gaze at Skyler touched my heart.

“Is anyone at school aware that Mr. Ashe plays drums?” I grinned as Skyler punched my shoulder.

Mrs. Brownlee giggled. “They will be when I post this to the school bulletin board.” She held up her phone and showed me a video of Skyler lost in the music as they played a minute of ‘Mr. Brightside’ for the soundcheck.

A few people were watching as Mrs. Brownlee’s video scanned the crowd, but they seemed interested in the band. I saw several phones aimed toward the stage.

“Miriam, I really don’t—”

“Oh no, you don’t, Skyler. I think your students should see this. It will be good for them to know Mr. Ashe is a rock star.”

I laughed with Mrs. Brownlee while Skyler’s face turned bright red. It was cute, so I pulled my phone from my pocket and took his picture. I was sure he was about to tell me to fuck off before he remembered Mrs. Brownlee was there.

“Guys, you need to go change. The desk clerk in the resort told me you’re free to use the employee locker room to get ready to go on, so let’s get to it. The first act, The Earl Webb Family Band, has already started their set. You’re up next.” Marsh stuck his head around the side of my Yukon, motioning to Skyler.

“We’ll get out of your way, Skyler. This is very exciting. I’m going to put the performance up on the bulletin board, so I’d say check it in a couple of days. I’m sure the kids will have plenty of questions for you.”

Mrs. Brownlee hugged Skyler and her husband shook his hand before they left. Marshall walked over to me. “How’d they get back here?”

I shrugged. “No clue. She said they just came over. Is there someone monitoring people coming and going through the gate? They don’t give out badges to show who’s allowed back here?”

“I noticed that too. Let’s keep a closer eye on things. Let’s hope all hell doesn’t break loose on our watch.”

“Good point.” God, I was on the verge of panic. Was I up to the task of being responsible for another person’s safety?