Hotel Room
There they were, at the "after party" that they hold after every show. There were the usual groupies, those pathetic souls who would do anything to meet the band. Anything. This particular set looked older than the usual crew--they might've been twenty! Joel could only sigh as he saw Benji pull one down onto his lap. One came over toward him, her shirt half open, her eyes half closed. Oh, joy. Not only was she desperate, she was drunk too. But Joel couldn't be mean to her, that just wasn't his style. He plopped down on the opposite end of the couch and she just fell down beside him, her hand immediately falling on his thigh. He sighed again."You guys were really good tonight," she tried to say seductively. It didn't work. Joel gave her a weak smile and shifted uncomfortably. She just moved closer. Her hand moved farther up his leg. He rolled his eyes and returned the favor, putting his arm around her shoulders. "I mean, the way you move around on that stage is just so…sexy." Her hand moved all the way up and started gently grasping his member. He jumped in surprise. "What do you say we get out of here?" she whispered into his ear."Um, sure. You head on out first. I'll be right behind you, just gotta tell the guys I'm going, okay?" Joel said, escorting her toward the door. Little did she know that as soon as she was outside, she couldn't get back in. And he would not be following her out. She laid a sloppy, wet kiss on his lips before stepping out the door. He closed it quickly behind her, glad he was safe…for the moment, anyway. He looked back in the room and saw that the girl was off of Benji's lap now. She was sitting next to him on the black couch making out with another girl, while Benji watched, surreptitiously rubbing the crotch of his pants. God. Sometimes he was as pathetic as the groupies.Eventually all the girls were forced to leave and the band was escorted to the hotel by their bodyguards. Joel thought it sucked having bodyguards, because they always intercepted the fans and scared them off, but sadly, it was necessary now. Before it would've been a dozen to a hundred fans…now, they could reach up into the thousands. It was dark on the street but he could see Benji and Paul holding hands. "You really are into the homoerotic stuff aren't you Benj?" he asked, walking up beside his twin.Benji smiled that slow grin and nodded. "You know it, bro. You know it." He pulled his and Paul's interconnected hands up and laid a soft kiss on the back of Paul's hand. Paul allowed himself to smile, but briefly. He was still a little uncomfortable with his sexuality. Only recently had he realized he was attracted to both sexes. Lucky for him, Benji felt the same way. Joel had to admit they made a cute couple. The bodyguards kept walking, ignoring all they heard and saw. Celebrities were weird.They reached the hotel a few minutes later, blinking in the bright light of the spacious lobby. "Remember when we used to stay at those seedy little motels?" Joel asked, lightly poking Benji.He nodded. "Yeah, and we used to all stay in the same room, all five of us, with the equipment? And there would be three of us in one bed and two in the other? Poor skinny Billy…he was always in the three-person bed." Joel looked over at Billy and noticed he was rolling his eyes. They reached the main desk and announced themselves. The clerk handed them a single key card. "Um…we ordered five rooms, for the five of us," Benji said, raising his eyebrows."It says here that the party of Madden, Madden, Thomas, Martin, and Wilson have booked only a single suite. The penthouse." The desk clerk was clicking away furiously at his keyboard, his eyes squinted. "The suite itself has three actual bedrooms…""There are still five of us," Joel said, crossing his arms over his chest."I'm sorry, sirs, but it just seems to be a management problem. I could see if there are any other rooms available." More furious typing. "Ah, here we are. There are two rooms available down on the second floor." The band all looked at each other. Everyone knew the second floor was floor with the smallest rooms, most uncomfortable bed, and thinnest walls, even in a posh place like this. Benji grabbed the card out of the clerks hand and marched toward the elevator, the others following closely behind."Pure and unadulterated bull shit!" Benji shouted as soon as they got in the elevator. "I can't believe this! I don't want to sound like a bitchy rock star, but I really wanted to have a room to myself tonight." Paul quietly cleared his throat. "Well…a room for myself and anyone that cares to be with myself." When the elevator reached the top floor, and they walked down the short hallway to their door, they found they had to swipe the card several times before the door unlocked. Benji was still muttering under his breath, as was everyone else now. They were quickly silenced when they saw the size of the penthouse suite, however."I call that bedroom!" Joel shouted, running toward one he could see through a door on the left. Billy ran toward the one on the right, stranding Chris, Paul, and Benji in the main room."Hey, guys, I'll take the couch, it looks comfortable enough," Chris said, walking over to the aforementioned piece of furniture and falling down on it. He was asleep before Benji or Paul could say anything. Looking around, they didn't see a door to the promised third bedroom. Benji went over to Joel's room and found him undressing. He was standing there only in his boxers he looked up rather suddenly when his twin burst in on him."Yeah, Benj?" Joel asked, seeing the look of panic on his brother's face."There is no third bedroom is there?" After helping them search, Joel also concluded there was no third bedroom. "Motherfucker!" Benji shouted, slapping the wall. Paul stepped over to him and put his hands on his shoulders, whispering in his ear to hopefully calm him down a bit. "Joel, could we have your bedroom?""Nuh-uh, I called it.""Well, would you mind sharing this room with Billy?""Billy kicks in his sleep." Joel's hand protectively went down below his waist. "Trust me, I know.""You're gonna make one of us sleep with Billy aren't you?" Benji sighed. Joel smiled and nodded. "You bastard. Paul, baby, would you mind…?" Paul shook his head. He really didn't like sleeping in the same bed with Benji all that much. He loved the man, but he had this way of curling up right next to you, and on you, so that you couldn't move or sleep comfortably. He'd have to break him of that habit soon. Benji kissed him softly before sending him off across the suite. "You're a jackass," he said to Joel, stripping down himself. Joel only smiled again as he crawled under the covers."What? You can't stand one night apart from your loooover?" he asked, drawing out the last word. Benji scowled at him then jumped on the bed, dangerously close to Joel's crotch. He grabbed himself under the sheets."Damn it, dude, no one is gonna hurt your nuts again, okay? What Billy did--that was an accident." Joel rolled over on his side and turned off the light on his side of the bed. He couldn't help but remember that horrible evening those five years ago... He didn't like sharing his bed after that, but he had been forced to. Benji climbed into his side of the bed, rolled around for a bit, then turned off his light and attempted to go to sleep.It wasn’t working. He needed someone to spoon with."Um, Joel? Are you awake?" Silence from his twin. "This may sound a little weird, but...um...could I cuddle up with you? I have trouble falling asleep when I'm not next to someone." Still no reply. "I'll take your complete silence as a yes." Once again, Joel didn't say anything so Benji squirmed across the king-size bed to Joel's side. He rolled over on his side, the same way Joel was, his chest against Joel's back, his knees crooked at the same angle. He sighed contentedly before falling asleep.Joel, deep asleep, liked the feel of the warm body next to him and pushed up tighter against it. Benji moaned softly in his sleep and threw an arm over his brother. Benji was dreaming… It was a nice dream, about Paul.“Oh, Benji, I love you so much,” Paul said, running a finger up and down Benji’s thigh. They were sitting opposite each other on a beach next to a lake somewhere in the mountains. “I could spend the rest of my life like this…”“I have a better idea on how to spend eternity with you,” Benji said, smirking. Benji’s fantasy was turning him on in reality, and he started to grow hard against Joel’s backside.“Should we do it right here on the beach? Where we could get caught?” Paul wanted to know, not stopping Benji from pulling his shirt up over his head.“So what if we get caught? People get caught having sex on the beach all the time,” Benji said, removing his own shirt. The sun had just set, the air and the sand were still warm, and there was just enough light to make everything look soft and romantic, even the jagged peak of the mountain on the opposite shore of the lake.“Sex on the beach? Isn’t that a drink?” Benji pushed Paul back so that he was lying in the soft, warm sand. Benji pulled on Joel’s shoulder so that he was now lying on his back. Benji climbed on top of him and started kissing him, gently at first, then more and more passionately, just as he was doing in the dream. Joel’s subconscious decided to just go with it; he was kissing back. As their tongues rolled around in each other’s mouths, Benji’s hand crept down and started pulling down Joel’s boxers. Joel wrapped his arms around Benji’s neck and pulled him in closer. They were both hard now and their erections were rubbing against each other, turning both of them on even more.“Paul,” Benji breathed into Joel’s hair, desperate to be inside of him. Joel’s eyes snapped open, and he was a little surprised at the sight that greeted him. He gasped in even more surprise when he felt Benji put the tip of his erection up into his opening. His fingers clawed at Benji’s back. “Ooh, you like it rough baby?” Benji growled, still asleep. Joel had heard of sleep-walking and sleep-cooking, but this was just ridiculous. He was sleep-raping him. Benji pushed in deeper and Joel had to bite his lip to keep from screaming. This hurt more than Joel imagined it would… How did Paul take it every night? He didn’t want to think about Paul doing it to his brother. It was one of those thoughts that just seems to automatically be blocked from his mind. Benji was taking it slowly but it still hurt like hell. He put his head down and started planting soft kisses on Joel’s neck, and as much as he hated to admit it, Joel thought the kisses were the nicest thing he’d felt in a long while. He hadn’t been this intimate with anyone for a long time.“Benji,” he gasped as he felt his twin thrust himself all the way in. Benji started nibbling on Joel’s earlobe. This sent a wave a pleasure over Joel, which relaxed him, and made the whole situation a bit more comfortable. Benji began to move in and out, so slowly at first that Joel wasn’t even sure if he was moving. He picked up the pace and Joel joined in. His hips began to rise up in time with Benji’s, his aching member pressed between their two glistening bodies. “Oh, god, this is wrong…” he moaned, gripping Benji even tighter.“I know. We’re getting sand everywhere.” Joel stared at Benji. What the hell did that mean?He thrust again, and finally Joel was beginning to feel the pleasure of it all. Unfortunately, Benji had already felt the pleasure and was currently coming inside of him. He collapsed onto Joel’s chest, while Joel lay there, stunned and denied. Eventually, his body calmed itself and he found the strength to push Benji off of him. Benji gave his cheek a soft kiss before crawling off to the other side of the bed. Joel continued to lay on his back and stare at the ceiling.That’s how Paul found Joel the next morning, staring blankly upward. “It smells like sex in here,” Paul commented. Joel blinked slowly. “How was he last night?” he asked, sitting on the edge of the bed. Joel inhaled sharply. Did he know? How could he know?! He was on the other side of the suite! “He didn’t curl up right next to you did he?” Joel nodded slightly. Paul rolled his eyes and gently shook his lover awake. “Benj…Benji, wake up.” Benji yawned and stretched, his arm brushing Joel’s shoulder. Joel inched closer to the edge of the bed.He sat up and looked at his twin. “Damn, Joel, you look like shit.”“I didn’t get much sleep last night,” he answered softly.“I did. Best sleep I’ve had in a while. Paul, I had the best dream,” Benji smiled, placing a hand on Paul’s leg. “I’ll tell you about it later. It was just so realistic…” Paul stood and Benji slowly climbed out of bed and stumbled toward the bathroom.“Are you sure you’re okay, man? You really do look like shit,” Paul asked, his deep voice laced with concern.“Yeah, I’m cool. I’ll just take a nap on the bus later.” Paul walked out of the room. Joel continued to stare at the ceiling. He heard the shower turn on. As much as he hated to admit something like this, he had thoroughly enjoyed his and his brother’s little adventure last night. But how could he tell Benji this? Obviously, Benji had been dreaming about Paul when it happened. Maybe he didn’t feel the same way…There was only one way to find out. Joel climbed out of bed and walked toward the bathroom, not at all surprised by the fact that his boxers had been around his knees. He slipped them off as he opened the door. “Benji…?” he asked.“Yeah?” Benji answered, peeking his head out from behind the shower curtain.“I need to talk to you…”
FeeDBaCK
Next story in the trilogy, "Hotel Shower"
