Nathan and I were the only sober duo amidst a group of drunken rock stars and bridesmaids. The bachelorette party was a success thanks to The Moonstones and the army of strippers. Lizzie had the time of her life. I loved watching her blush and giggle whenever one of the guys gave her a lap dance. We took photos to commemorate the occasion using the Polaroid cameras Ruppy brought along with him. The cake I ordered arrived after the steamy kiss I shared with Nathan. He left me in the dark all hot and bothered. It took me a while to gather my wits. He was irresistible. He kept staring at me while we gathered around the four-tier cake. It had all sorts of edible designer bags and shoes on it. My cousin loved it.

The party was over at four in the morning. Mark and I ushered everyone into two separate cars. He drove the ladies home while I took Nathan and the rest of The Moonstones to my estate. They sang strange songs along the way. Songs that had explicit lyrics. I almost crashed the car into a tree when Scott mentioned the word pussy six times. Six!

Nathan watched me with amusement in his eyes before asking his band mates to shut up. My poor ears could not withstand the hardcore lyrics they were spitting out. It was too much pussy for one night. By the time we reached the mansion, Cassie was halfway out of the vehicle. Nathan and I had to carry her all the way upstairs to her bedroom. She offered to have sex with me even though she knew I was gay. She mentioned something about a beard. Luckily, Nathan was also sober enough to help me with the remaining drunkards. The servants were fast asleep and I did not want to wake them up at the ass crack of dawn. The Moonstones sure loved their alcohol.

It took us an hour to put them all to bed. I stepped out of Calvin’s room and shut the door behind me. Nathan was already out in the hallway. It was eerily quiet with everyone in their respective beds. We were finally all alone but things were a bit awkward between us.

“So..”

“So..” He cleared his throat.

“Would you like something to drink? Perhaps a bourbon?”

Nathan smirked. His leather jacket was casually draped over one shoulder and his raven hair fell into his hypnotic eyes. “Yes.” He replied in a husky voice.

I had a feeling he was not talking about drinking per se. He must have had something else in mind because he backed me into the wall and dug those long fingers into my front pockets. My jeans were snug around my hardening cock. Nathan rubbed his erection against mine. I moaned, unable to control my reaction. He swallowed my moan with a searing kiss that made my knees wobble. I felt up his lean shoulders and kissed him back. He tasted like beer and sex. I rubbed my hands up and down his hard abs. He must have been carved out of marble because he had zero fat on that rock star body of his.

We kissed for what felt like hours. Our tongue battled for dominance as I kneaded and squeezed every solid inch of his back, including his tight muscular butt. He had an incredible butt. He groaned and took my lower lip between his teeth. It was the hottest thing anyone had ever done to me. I wanted him inside me. My cock was dying to meet his own.

I moved my hands to his jeans and started undoing them. Suddenly, we heard a shuffling noise coming from inside the bedroom. Nathan looked a bit panicked so I grabbed his hand and we both sprinted down the dimly lit hallway. We came across an empty room by the window, so I twisted the doorknob and dragged him inside.

“Nathan? Is that you?” A slurry voice called out.

“Shhh.” Nathan pressed a finger to my lips.

“It’s Calvin.” Nathan stifled a laugh as we listened to him.

I pretended to wipe imaginary sweat from my brow. “That was close.”

“Yeah.”

“Shit. I think this place has ghosts.” We heard him say before shutting the door.

I giggled at almost getting caught. It was fun running down that corridor. I needed to do it more often. Nathan, however, did not look amused.

“This is so not funny.” He said.

His face was pale so I knew he was telling the truth.

“Can you please stop freaking out and kiss me?” I said in a seductive voice. “In case you forgot, there’s a bed behind us. A ready made bed with silk sheets and mints on the pillows.”

Uncertainty danced in his eyes. I backed away, embarrassed by my earlier brazenness.

“Fine.” I sighed. “I should leave first in case somebody was out in the hall.”

Bloody hell. I must have misread all of his signs.

I turned around to face the door when Nathan suddenly pulled me back. I felt his chest rubbing against my back as he kissed me on the neck. God. That was so erotic. Was I really being kissed by an international rock star? It all felt like a dream. The entire night was ripped out of my fantasy book. We had a blast at the party. Everyone had a good time. I was the hero who saved my brothers and cousin from death by boredom. They owed me big time.

Nathan showered my neck with kisses before spinning me around to feast on my lips. We made out like teenagers. Lust was thick in the air as he unbuttoned my shirt and ran his nails down my chest. I was so hard for him, my cock was about to drill a hole through my jeans.

“Look at you. You’re so fucking hot.” He kissed a hot trail down my chest.

“Right back at you.”

He guided me towards the bed and tossed my shirt over his shoulder.

“Are you ready for this, baby?”

“Oh, I was born ready.”