Your Tears

Ch. 2.

I sat on the side of the Limo, looking across out of the opposite window. As the light shown in from outside, and the buildings passed by, I just sat there and thought about Joel. Who, by the way, happened to be sitting to my right, at the back of the limo. I remember that night....How, .....perfect it was. Then I remembered all the drama the next day. How he had taken back what he said, told me we could never do it again. I remember crying for what seemed like hours.

A tear slowly went down my face, but luckily it was on my left side, so Joel couldn't see. The silence was awkward. It's always been awkward now, and I don't know if it'll ever go back to the way it used to be.

It's been two weeks now since that night. I haven't stopped thinking about Joel since. Joel maybe right that it's wrong, but I can't erase what I feel, wrong or not. I can't take away that I think about his lips against mine every single god damn second.

I was finally tired of the silence, so my scratchy voice broke it, "So do you think we'll win tonight?" I turned to face Joel for the first time tonight. He was dressed nicely, as we were headed for the MTV music awards. He was all in white, and I, all in black. Shocked by the silence being pierced, he took a second to respond, "I don't know. Maybe, but we're going against some really good people."

There was just silence again for the next few minutes as neither of us spoke. A tear finally came out of the other eye as I spoke once more, "God, Joel! Why does it have to fuckin be like this?!" His eyes became shiny as he frowned a little. His chest slowly going in and out. He finally spoke, "You think I want it to be like this!?"

I couldn't help but let out more tears as I spoke again, "Then why won't you talk to me?" It took him a minute to register the question, "Because! I don't want to! I don't want to look at you! Because, if I do, if I look you in the eye, if I hear your voice comfortably, I'll want that night all over again!" My tears fell from my face, surely I had cried a river literally by now, "And what's so bad about wanting that?"

"Because it's wrong! I shouldn't want this! This shouldn't be okay, I'm not supposed to...I can't."

I got down and kneeled in front of him, "Who are you to defy you're own feelings?" I leaned forward, wanting his mouth against mine terribly. I started kissing him, and gladly, he didn't stop me. My tongue probed his mouth as he let a moan of ecstasy escape his mouth. I could feel my cock tighten against him.

I slowly started kissing down his chest on his shirt. He sat there with his eyes closed, breathing heavily and savoring every moment. I eventually found his belt buckle as I undid it. I unzipped his pants as I pulled out his throbbing cock.

I took waste to no time and I lowered my head and gently licked the head. I could hear him moan out. He put his hand behind my head, running it through my hair, to guide my mouth to take his cock in. I took it all as his dick hit the back of my throat. He tasted wonderful, like nothing I could dream.

I swallowed as the muscles of my throat tightened around him. At this, he squirmed in pleasure.

I eventually started making a pace taking him in and out. His hands were behind my head, entangled in my hair, keeping the rhythm. His eyes were tightly closed and his mouth was open, letting a few gasps here and there escape. He started bucking his hips up and down, shoving his cock into my mouth. Before long, he was muttering things out, "God, Benj, oh, that feels so good, O god, Benji."

I could feel him tensing up and I used my hand to help push his cock in and out of my mouth faster. He tightened as I could feel his cock explode with pleasure inside my mouth, and I let the hot liquid slide down my throat. I licked him totally dry.

I got up and sat next to him as he buckled back up. When he was done, he took a minute before he turned and looked at me. I could see a tear forming as I leaned in and grabbed the back of his neck. I put my mouth against his ear as I whispered, "Shhhh, it's okay, it's alright, ok?" A tear came down from his face, closely followed by me kissing him. My tongue roamed his mouth and he let me taken total control. He pulled back.

"What's wrong?" I ask. He slowly shakes his head as he cries, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just...I don't know if I can do this." The limo stopped as we looked out the window. We were there. We didn't exchange anymore words as he put on sunglasses and opened the door as we stepped out to light flashing all around us...

TBC