He just couldn't wait to get to LA, he knew the concert would be awesome but it had been a while since he saw Taylor, and he was starting to miss him more than he'd like to admit. When Robbie and Taylor met at an awards party, they just seemed to click straight away, they spent the next few days together, just laughing and joking when in each others company. It made a refreshing change for Robbie to be able to have a laugh with another artist without the stigma of his old drink and drugs habbit coming up. But he knew Taylor knew nothing of the seedy past he had, and the fact he had a different woman in his hotel room every day of the week. He thought if Taylor did know, he never let on or made any coment on the subject.
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Robbie knocked on the stage door, as it was opened he suddenly became extremly nervous, his clothes seemed tight as if they were trying to suffocate him. He hated feeling so incecure and anxious, because when he felt like this he always needed to drink. He knew he couldn't but wanted to just the same, but he managed to shake away the sick feeling at the pit of his stomach.
Robbie knew he couldn't go out into the audience until the show started, and it was dark, in fear of being spotted by a fan. The last thing he wanted was to draw attention to himself so decided to hide out in the washroom, he didn't want to bump into any of the Hanson family in fear of them alerting taylor he was there, he wanted his visit to be a surprise.
"Tay, stop primping your hair for christ sake", Ike was getting bored with Taylors constant fussing about his hair, he's quite aware it's more a nervous, habbit than for the sake of vanity. Taylor took one last look in the mirror before exiting the washroom to follow Ike to the stage.
Robbie, stood in the cubicle a mear 10 feet away from Taylor, he couldn't breath he couldn't do anything, he froze. He knew his feelings for Taylor had grown since he last saw him, and he was more than confused by the whole situation. Never before had he felt like this for another man, he has always been the typical lady's man. But as he stood behind that tiolet door itching to get to him,aching to touch him, and hold him. He had dreamed and fantasized about him every night since they last saw each other.
Robbie joined the crowd and mingled as far into it as he could, as soon as he saw him on stage, the breath caught in his throat, his eyes washed over the man he had been missing over the last few months. He could hardly beleive the perfection he was looking at, he was every bit as beautiful as Robbie had remembered.
As the last song came to an end, Robbie stepped forwad as Taylor reached to touch the fans that adored and loved him so. Stepping forward Robbie took the oppertunity to reach out to touch him, as Taylor touched his hand, their eyes met briefly, and at that point Taylor recognised him and smiled.
Taylor could hardly beleive his eyes, he never thought that Robbie would turn up, he had sent him the ticket a month previous, but never heard from him so asumed he wouldn't be coming. When they last met Robbie said he's love to see him in concert, but when Taylor hadn't heard from him thought he was just saying it to be polite. He motioned for him to go backstage, and continued with the final bow.
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Taylor sensed that Robbie had listened to as much as he could take of the Hanson family mealtime conversation, he wasn't used to the closeness the Hanson family have with each other, and he was very uncomfortable with it. Taylor leaned over to Robbie, whispering in his ear, his breath tickling his neck, sending a shiver down his spine, "shall we get out of here". The sheer relief in Robbie's eyes was so unmistakable, Taylor could hardly stop himself from laughing.
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Back at the Hotel room, Taylor prepared drinks as Robbie walked out onto the balcony to admire the view. They'd chatted and caught up with each others busy schedules on the way to the hotel. Now they were alone Robbie felt more at ease and more confident than he had since he arrived.
As Taylor passed Robbie the drink, their hands brushed together, the electricty between then was obvious to them both. "Tay, Is it real, or am i just imagining that you want me". Robbie asked with a cheeky grin, straight to the point.
"What do you mean, Want You",Laughing nervously, Taylor knew exactly what he meant but chose to play it cool, stepping back a little and crossing his arms.
"Oh come on Tay, i've seen how you look at me, with lust in your eyes", Robbie was getting a little flustered, now wondering if he was way out on this.
"I'm not gay, if that's what your asking Robbie", "I didn't ask if your Gay, I asked if you want me, and you know in what way, a sexual way, a FUCK. I mean i'm not Gay either Taylor, but i have to admit that everything about you makes me horny as hell, so do you or don't you?"
Taylor laughed, "you're so romantic Robbie, how can i resist". With that, they both moved forward and their lips met in the wildest passionate kiss that either men had ever experienced, they were hot, wild and groping each other.
Their lips parted as furiously as they met, their foreheads resting together as they gasped for breath. "What the Fuck, are we doing?" Taylor spat all breathless and raspy.
"Fuck if i know Tay, but it feels good", Robbie replied, And they both ran to the bed, diving on top of each other laughing hysterically.
Twenty minutes later they were both naked, Robbie on top of Taylor, thier mouths and hips grinding in time with each others as they both moaned at the way they were pleasing each other.
"What do you want Robbie, Taylor broke away breathlessly, eager to please him but not knowing where to start. "Tay, i..i want you to suck me". Taylor's eyes widened, not knowing if he was going to be able to do that to another guy, normally he's the recipient for this.
Taylor tentatively slid down Robbie, gripping his erection firmly, and spread the pre-cum over his head with his thumb, Taylor started slow torurous strokes on his shaft. Robbie moaned, and thrust his hips forward, "Fuck Tay suck it, before i cum".
Taylor leaned forward smiling, it felt great to be the one with the control over this for a change, remembering how he'd been teased in the same way on a number of occasions, he knew how desperate for release Robbie was feeling around now. He looked up into Robbie's dark green eyes as he took him into his mouth sucking hard.
"Ahh...hmmmm....Yes", Robbie's hips thrust forward, With every agonizing upward suck Taylor made. Taylor reached Robbie's balls and squeezed as he sucked. The usual tightening in the stomach came as Robbie roughly pulled Taylors head forward to thrust him deeper into his throat, almost making Taylor gag. So he sucked harder as Robbie watched himself fuck Taylors mouth.
"Fuck Tay, i'm comming" he said, his eyes closing as he released Taylor's head from the death grip he held him in. Taylor swollowed the first shot of the cream he released, and let the rest pool onto Robbie's stomach. Taylor lay next to Robbie kissing him as he recovered his mind blowing orgasm.
"Fuck Tay, that was unfuckingbeleiveable", Robbie shouted as he faced Taylor. Taylor rolled his eyes and started laughing. "Rob, can't you say anything else, every sentence you speak you've said Fuck". Rob, gently slid his hand around Taylors neck, pulled him in for a kiss, smiled and whispered "Fuck".
As they lay on the bed caressing each other, just before sleep over took them, Taylor looked at Robbie, Kissed his nose, and said "i'm not Gay you know". Robbie replied "Taylor I'm not Gay you know". They both chuckled, cuddled up again and drifted off to sleep.
In the Taxi on the way to the Airport the next morning, Taylor reached across the seat and gently Squeezed Robbie's hand to get his attention. "No regrets" he whispered, Robbie smiled and squeezed his hand back, "No Tay, No Regrets".