Hotel Shower
“I need to talk to you…” The words hung in the air for a while, slightly muffled because of the running water. Benji stared at Joel, blinking the water out of his eyes. Then he noticed Joel was naked.“Uh…Joel, buddy, where are your underwear?”Joel walked toward him slowly, through the gentle mist caused by the steam. It was almost like a dream. A very awkward dream. Benji hadn’t seen Joel naked since they were kids, and even then it was a little weird. Now…now it was downright disturbing, especially with that look in Joel’s eyes. “Benji. About last night.”“What about last night?” Benji asked, backing up against the wall of the shower. He still had the shower curtain wrapped around his naked body, with only his one shoulder and his head exposed.“You don’t remember?” Joel asked, a little confused. Had he been that deeply asleep, that he didn’t even remember ejaculating? “Let me see if I can jump-start your memory.” Joel grabbed the shower curtain out of Benji’s slippery fingers and ripped it to the side. Joel was a little shocked by his own forwardness, but the thought of Benji right there, naked and wet, was too much of a turn-on. He stepped into the shower with his twin and pulled the curtain shut. Deep in their subconscious, both twins’ minds realized this was a lot like their mother’s womb—dark, warm, moist, and they were in very close proximity to one another. It was a comforting thought for both of them, even though they didn’t openly realize it. Benji was backed up against the wall beneath the showerhead, the steaming water pouring down on him. “You are so fucking beautiful,” Joel said, reaching up to run his thumb across Benji’s rough-with-stubble chin.“Joel, man, you’re starting to scare me,” Benji said nervously, his eyes darting around to look for…something. Not a weapon. He didn’t want to hurt Joel, at least, not permanently. But Benji was seriously tempted to try and knock some sense into his brother. Joel stepped closer, so that he could look at Benji better in the dark light. He didn’t have his contacts in and the shower itself was rather dark… “Joel?” Benji whispered.Joel put a finger up to Benji’s lips, then grabbed the back of his head and pulled Benji to him for a fiery kiss. Benji struggled against him, his hands pressing roughly against Joel’s chest. He finally managed to push Joel off of him. “What the hell is wrong with you?!”“Don’t tell me you don’t feel it.”“Feel what?”“That special…something…deep down inside when I kiss you. If you stopped fighting it so much, you could see how obvious it was.” Benji was alarmed by the sincerity in Joel’s voice. He leaned forward slightly, indicating that he was willing to try another kiss, to see what Joel was talking about. Joel grinned devilishly before pressing his lips to Benji’s, just careful, chaste closed-mouth kisses at first. Benji did begin to feel that special something. He felt it mainly in his groin. It was indeed special. They began to open their mouths, falling into the kiss and cautiously Benji inserted his tongue into Joel’s mouth. Joel began to massage it with his own tongue and Benji had to admit he definitely felt something now. Joel’s something was pressing into his leg. “I told you so,” Joel breathed, never fully pulling away from the kiss.Their hands were everywhere. Everything was so slippery, they couldn’t keep their hands in one place for very long. “So what did I do last night?” Benji asked, gripping Joel’s hips for support. That amazing feeling was spreading throughout his body and he was finding it hard to stand up.“First you did this,” Joel said, kissing Benji passionately. “Then you did this,” he said, turning Benji around so that Joel had his erect member pressing directly into Benji’s backside. “You were facing the other way…However, I’m still very new at this, and I’m assuming this is the easier way…”“It is,” Benji moaned, a rapture coursing through his body as Joel gently pushed up and in. “Oh, god, yes… Keep going, Joel, show me what I did.”
Meanwhile, on the opposite side of the hotel suite…
“Paul, are you sure we should be doing this?” Billy asked, his voice trembling slightly. Paul only nodded, continuing to kiss his way down Billy’s tiny frame. Billy gripped the edges of the mattress, his fingers grasping for anything to hold onto. This was definitely a new sensation, and one he really liked. But Paul was going out with Benji. “Isn’t this cheating?” Billy whispered, suddenly afraid Benji would burst through the door and catch them.“The way I see it…no. We’re not actually going to make love, so this is just pointless fooling around.”“Oh.” Billy inhaled deeply as Paul started to tease his nipples. “God, Paul, is this what makes Benji moan so loudly on the bus?”“No, this is.” Paul reached down and started to gently caress lil’ Billy. While teasing his nipples. Billy did indeed moan as loudly as Benji would have. “Do you like it when I lick you?” Paul asked, his hand moving up and down so agonizingly slowly. Billy nodded, his head rolling to the side. He was going to get off just on Paul’s touch.“Paul,” he sighed, his eyes rolling back in his head.
Meanwhile, in the living room…
Chris sat on the couch, wondering where everyone was. The couch had been a quite comfortable place to sleep and he was awoken this morning by Paul as he was making his way to Joel and Benji’s room. They’d all been up for about half an hour now. He wondered where everyone was.Chris flicked on the enormous television. “Surround sound,” he muttered appreciatively. He flipped through the channels for a while before finally settling on Dane Cook’s “Comedy Central Presents.” He’d seen it a thousand times before, but it got funnier each time he saw it. He lay back on the couch and decided he could wait a bit longer for his bandmates to get ready.
Back in the shower…
“I think I remember now,” Benji said as he lovingly dried off Joel with a big fluffy towel. “Did I happen to say anything about a beach?” Joel laughed, and nodded. “It all makes sense now… I was dreaming Paul and I were on this gorgeous beach on this lake and we started to—Oh, shit. Paul.” Joel realized what Benji was saying.“Benji, man, this…this meant nothing. Paul doesn’t need to know about nothing right?” Benji’s face was so pale. “It’s okay, Benj. Seriously. I won’t say a thing.” He embraced his brother tightly.“You’re the best, baby bro.” Benji walked out into the main room at the same exact moment Paul was. “Hey, baby,” Benji smiled, wrapping his arms around Paul.“Have I ever told you how nice you look in nothing but a towel?” Paul smirked. Benji didn’t say anything in response, but simply grabbed Paul’s hand and started leading him toward the bedroom Paul had just come out of. Billy quickly exited—fully clothed—and merely rolled his eyes when he saw the looks on both Paul and Benji’s faces. He knew what they were going to do.“You’re a lucky, man, Benji, a very lucky man," he whispered to himself.
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Final story in the trilogy, "Hotel Elevator"
