Chapter 11

Martin watched his sneakers while walking home thinking about the last hour’s happenings. He was confused but happy at the same time. The hurt feelings faded somewhat, though he was sure Dave knew that he still has them. But the memories of what they did after that kiss now wiped out nearly everything else. He could still taste the singer on his lips and felt the touches of those big hands on his still slightly shaking body. He was a damned good kisser and had a skilled tongue, this was clear to him. Goose bumps broke out on his skin as he got nearer to his house.

Dave kissing and biting his neck on the couch where they crashed down, his unique scent filling Mart’s nose, making his cock harden rapidly…

He took a deep breath and fished out his keys from his pocket.

“What’s for lunch, daddy?” Calo asked looking up at him as he tried to insert the key into the keyhole.

“Uhm… chicken soup and some leftover meat from yesterday, me thinks.”

“Can I have French fries too?”

“Yeah, sure.”

“Coool!” the little boy exclaimed and ran into the flat “Mom! Dad will do French fries for me!”

Mart smiled but in spirit he wasn’t really there. It was as if he watched himself doing things automatically through a bubble. Yeah, he was floating on his own little pink cloud that he’d seen ages ago. He didn’t even notice that Sue was observing him suspiciously while he prepared the lunch.

Of course she saw the still red bite marks on her husband’s neck, but she didn’t comment on them just frowned. “You’ll burn them, if you don’t stop daydreaming…” she noted while chopping some salad.

“Huh?” Mart turned to her with a little smile on his face.

“The fries, you idiot!” she nodded towards the stove.

“Oh, yeah, sorry” he chuckled to himself and focused on the food again.

‘What the fuck got into him?’ Sue frowned again ‘Did he fuck some girl while he was out? If yes then I’ll be hard on him and will punish him tonight for sure until he learns his lesson…’ she mused and glimpsed at his dreamy face again ‘I just don’t get him. He’s so weird at times…’

That black phoenix tattoo mesmerized him. He already saw some of Dave’s tattoos on his arms during work cuz of his T-shirts or athletes he had on. (And he just loved them!) But he never saw his chest until now. He had to close his eyes as he remembered how tasty his warm skin felt as he followed his hand, which unbuttoned the white shirt urgently. He traced every line of that bird tattoo with his tongue and he could tell that Dave loved it.

His small hard nipple… He went crazy from the deep moan that resonated through Dave’s chest when he started sucking on it…

“Lunch is ready, Calo!” he heard Sue’s voice from the distance and he automatically put the plates on the table.

… oh yes… that was when the singer grabbed his wrist and put his hand on the hard bulge between his legs. And Mart was more than eager to start rubbing him through the rough fabric of his jeans. He felt beautifully long and rock-hard under his palm. He looked so gorgeous as he slid lower on the couch and opened his legs wider to let Mart grab and stroke more of him!

“Do I really have to eat the rest of the soup?” Calo asked his mother.

“Yes, if you want your fries, sweetie.”

“But mooooom!”

“No, Calo. Eat your soup like a big boy.”

“Oookay…” he sighed heavily.

… and then Mart growled from the depth of his throat because Dave – panting heavily – started rubbing him too. His hard on was painful like hell – just like now. It was a divine feeling having that hand where he needed it the most. And that all teeth and tongue kiss they shared while rubbing each other! God, that was so hot!

“Martin… Martin! What’s with you?!” Sue’s tense voice brought him back to reality “Aren’t you hungry?”

“Uhm… what… No, I am, sorry. Just something came into my mind…” he shrugged and quickly started eating.

“I bet…” she noted watching the slightly blushed man suspiciously.

.... and then Dave…

“Daddy is acting strange, mom” Calo chuckled.

“Sorry, I was just thinking about my new job” he smiled at him and stroked his head seeing that he ate even the carrots with the rest of the soup.

… his long fingers reached for the button of his jeans…

“Oh right. How was the meeting?”

“Everything went well. I’ve got the band’s CDs and some instructions. We’ll call John tomorrow to give him our final decision.”

“We?” she lifted an eyebrow.

“Oh yeah, that guy I worked with in NYC, Gahan is here too. It’s a cooperation again.”

… Dave, Dave, Dave!... all he could think was him and the way he rolled over him to rub his hardness and balls against Mart’s thigh as he tried to open his fly and reach for his aching cock…

“Writing lyrics and music again?” she asked after she swallowed the piece of meat in her mouth.

“Just lyrics” he shrugged and put some fries on his plate too.

… but then his cell started ringing – it was a note of the appointment he had to pick up Calo from school and take him to his doctor, who wanted to check his arm to see whether it healed completely.

“Is this your revenge?” Dave smiled at him and grabbed Mart’s cock one more time, just to hear his lustful groan.

“No…” he panted “I really have to go. We have an appointment and I totally forgot it, thanks to you” he sat up and took Dave’s face between his hands to kiss him lightly on the lips.

The singer looked deeply into his eyes for a long minute then sighed with a little smile “Okay, I understood. Go and pick up your son” he stroked along Mart’s chest and stood up to adjust himself and button up his shirt.

Mart swallowed hard from the sight of the prominent bulge but forced himself to look elsewhere and tried to pull himself together.

“By the way…” he heard Dave’s voice behind his back so he turned back from the door “… maybe it’s better that we didn’t rush into it” he said with a lopsided smile and lit a cigarillo.

Mart just smiled and closed the door behind him. Maybe he was right.

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