This is a story containing sexual acts between consenting males. If you are underage, or if this sort of material is in any way illegal where you live, then turn back now! This story is, in its entirety, a work of FICTION. While the characters do exist, this FICTITIOUS work is in no way meant to imply anything about the actual sexual orientation of the characters. Erik von Detten, any other mentioned celebrity, and all people in their immediate universe are, unless we are told otherwise, real-life heterosexuals. Sorry, guys! :) Enjoy the story!
Erik's Steamy Day by Tony Idolatry
It was 7 A.M. on Christmas Eve, not exactly the most popular time or day of the year to be sitting in a sauna, but that's exactly what Erik von Detten was doing. Erik was a hunky young star who had appeared on ABC's Friday night sitcom "Odd Man Out." Unfortunately, no matter how many times Erik took his shirt off during episodes, trying to convince viewers that they'd get to see his well-defined upper body on a regular basis if they'd just tune in, the show was quickly canceled.
Erik couldn't understand it. He thought it was a better show than "Full House," and that got to stay on the schedule for years. It was certainly better than those three or four years of "Family Matters" after Urkel was older than 30, wasn't it? What was he going to do now? Almost a year had gone by. Disney still had a production deal with him, but how much better could a second sitcom be?
And so here he was, awake way too early again, worrying, in the surprisingly tiny steam box of Disney World's Grand Floridian resort in Orlando. He was there, along with countless other stars, mostly from the Disney empire of films, shows and music, to appear the next day in the televised Christmas parade. The celebrities would each get on a cheesy float and start off from the Magic Kingdom. The way Erik figured it, Regis would be on Mickey Mouse's float, the cast of "Drew Carey" on Donald Duck's float, and so on down the line until they got to him, in a giant teacup next to Chip and Dale's lost cousin, Marco. This would not be pretty.
The same could not be said for the beautiful beads of moisture that gave Erik's lean teen bod a shiny glow as he sat alone in the sizzling wood-paneled room. His long brown hair was matted down from the heat, his cheeks red, sweat dripping down his face and falling from his chin onto his chiseled chest. His body had gained an even greater tan from the four days he had already spent lying in the Florida sun. His nipples, red like lobsters, were erect from the battering heat. Arms at his sides and gripping onto the elevated wood bench, Erik's curvy biceps heaved with their slight exertion.
Erik was so proud of his body. He worked real hard at Gold's Gym before starting his sitcom, packing his tight frame full of muscle. Whenever he thought about how hot it felt to know he was getting sexier with every lift, pump and push, Erik's favorite muscle stood at attention.
He had been thinking so much about the old show in the sauna that, naturally, his thoughts eventually came to his hot-looking co-star, Trevor. In those first few episodes, whenever Erik paraded around shirtless, he was sure he caught Trevor staring at him a few times with a look that said "I want that inside of me." Trevor wasn't in Florida on this trip. After the show got the ax, Disney didn't regard him as highly as Erik, but Erik couldn't STOP regarding Trevor. Part of the reason Erik wanted the show to continue so badly was so he could eventually show Trevor an even hotter version of himself. He was sure that if the show ran an entire season, he could have gotten Trevor to be his first fuck partner by February, March at the latest.
"Ohhhhhh yeah," Erik said aloud, laughing at the cockiness of his cock. His meat had pushed upward underneath the towel he'd wrapped around his trim waist. Erik looked down at the inviting lump between his legs begging for release and started thinking like a teenager desperate to get his rocks off. Sure, he thought, the sauna was open to all hotel guests, but it was just after dawn. And it was Christmas Eve, too. Everyone sleeps late on Christmas Eve so they can stay up late - the kids trying to see Santa, the parents hoping to outlast the energy of their kids. No one would see him now if he just slipped out of this towel ever so slightly and got a nice, steady rhythm going on his hard, wet......
The door moved. Erik quickly took his hand out from underneath the towel and struggled to look regular. Whatever regular meant. It was like getting caught right before you put your hand in the cookie jar - there's no way you can stop feeling guilty over something that didn't happen.
A kid - smaller than Erik, surprisingly enough - poked his head in the door. Very cute, Erik thought. Blonde hair, light brown eyes. Maybe everything did look better at Disney World.
"Hey," the kid shouted as he entered the sauna and closed the door behind him. "You're the guy from 'Odd Man Out.' Here for the parade?" Erik used all of his resistance to keep from rolling his eyes. THIS was his audience! A bunch of 12 and 13 year olds!
"The name's Erik, and yes I am," he said, managing a smile and reaching down from his bench to shake the sexy blond kid's hand. He felt kind of odd looking at a younger boy in a sexual way, but hey, the kid WAS cute, and after all, he was just about to jack off. The young stranger was also wearing a towel, his upper body not really toned but trim, in that ribsy, beginning-of-puberty sort of way. "Did you watch the show often?"
"Not enough to know your name," the blond said, laughing as he jumped up to sit on the bench opposite Erik. As he climbed up, his towel drifted just high enough to show some tight, prime teen ass. Erik adjusted his sitting stance to hide his stubborn hard-on. "Well Erik, I'm sure you can guess that I'm here for the parade, too."
"Wow," Erik said in an attempt to humor the kid. "You and your parents flew all the way to Florida just to see me and everybody else in the parade?" The blonde boy burst out in laughter, slamming his hands down on the wood as he chuckled. It somehow had a humiliating effect on Erik.
"You have absolutely no idea who I am, do you Erik?"
"Should I?" Erik fidgeted as he tried to place the face in front of him. It didn't matter that the kid didn't know HIS name, Erik thought. If this was the son of some ABC boss that he was expected to know, this could get back to that boss and not bode well for Erik's reputation and second chance in television.
"Aaron," the blonde finally said. "Aaron Carter?" Erik shook his head. He had no clue. Aaron hated always having to say what he would say next, but it always worked: "My brother is Nick Carter."
"OH, the Backstreet Boys!" There it was. Instant recognition. It was tough enough for Aaron to have a more-successful older brother, but to have to use his name like a special password wherever he went? Very unpleasant.
"Oh wow, you've heard of them!" Aaron quipped. Erik didn't think grade-school kids knew how to be that sarcastic.
"Well gee, sorry," Erik said. "I didn't connect the dots. You're here with Nick?"
"What are you, kidding? He's off playing a concert halfway across the world. It's like I never see him anymore."
"Oh." Erik found that sad, but Aaron didn't seem too phased by it. "Well then what, are you some sort of singer too?"
"Hell, yes! Singer, dancer, pin-up boy. I've got it all, Erik."
"Then how come I haven't heard of you?"
"I've been in Europe until recently. See, that's where Nick was, too, before he hit it big back here in the U.S. He's my insurance. Who's gonna turn down the brother of a Backstreet Boy? Too bad you don't have a relative in a band. Might have helped your show out of the toilet."
"You're probably right," Erik said somberly. Aaron wasn't expecting that. He expected to be called a spoiled brat again. That's much more fun than actually hurting somebody's feelings.
"Oh come on. I was just fucking with you."
"I know, but you're right. The show was a bomb." Erik had been through the Hollywood rejection process too many times before to cry now, but he was still stressed out. The hiss of steam enveloped the otherwise quiet sauna, Aaron starting to break out in a sweat as he watched the drenched sitcom star across the way. Erik's mind was elsewhere again, thinking solely about what could be done for his career, not realizing that he had shifted his stance again, his bulging dick poking the towel towards the sky for Aaron to see. It became quite obvious what Aaron could say and do to cheer the teen stud up.
"Don't worry, Erik. If you can't get another acting job, you could ALWAYS make money with your body."
"What!" Erik snapped out of it to see Aaron smiling and focused on his very obvious boner. "Very funny, kid.......but you're not laughing."
"Why would I?" Aaron shifted so Erik could see a matching tent of excitement form beneath his own towel. "I like your body. Don't tell anyone, kay?"
"OK." Erik couldn't help shaking his head. This was too impossible to believe. But it sure seemed real. That straining feeling from his cock, like it would snap off if it couldn't find another inch or two of expansion room. That was real. He decided to take a REALLY crazy chance and unwrapped his towel, revealing his thick eight inch ramrod to Aaron. "Then you know what this is?"
Aaron smiled widely and quickly followed suit, removing his towel to reveal a very respectable, developing six inch dong. Erik was kind of surprised at how thick Aaron's patch of blond pubic hair already was. This boy was advanced for his age. "I know what that is just like you know what this is," he said.
"A cock," the two teens said in unison. Aaron laughed at the exciting tension that he and Erik both felt. The gorgeous young singer sat there for a few seconds, realizing that he was playing with his peter in a public place, and he loved every second of it. His piercing brown eyes roamed up and down Erik's wet body. What a hunk. He had no choice but to go further. Leaving his towel behind, Aaron hoisted himself off the bench and stepped towards Erik, hard, naked and nasty.
"I think," he began, "that if I put that big cock in my mouth and suck you until you shoot your spunk down my throat, you'll feel a lot better. Does that sound good?" Erik's cock throbbed again, a pearly drop of pre-cum appearing at the slit.
"That would feel so fucking good," Erik moaned, sliding his hand over the length of his tool, controlled by horniness, beckoning the young boy to swallow him immediately.
"Yeah. My soft lips and hot tongue slobbering all over your shaft. My pretty little face going down on you. You can grab my wet hair and beg me to eat every inch of your prick for breakfast. That sound like a good present, Erik baby?"
"Deck my balls with boughs of holly," Erik shot back, pulling Aaron in for a kiss, tasting the inside of his moist pubescent mouth. Erik reached his hands around to the standing boy's tight little ass and felt each fleshy cheek, giving the left one a smack. Aaron moaned in delight. "Where'd you learn to talk so dirty?" Erik asked.
"Many, MANY tour stops in Amsterdam," Aaron said truthfully, leaning in for one last kiss before descending towards Erik's waiting cock. He wrapped his little hand around the scorching hot shaft, his tiny mouth watering as he knew that the big boy bone that was in his hand would be down his throat in seconds. "Mmmmm, I can't wait til I taste this dick."
"Oh Jesus, neither can I," Erik groaned, his head writhing back and forth as Aaron mercilessly massaged his sensitive cockhead. "Do it, Aaron. Please. Fuckin' do it. Suck me." Aaron giggled at his power over the older teen.
"Enjoy it, man. Mmmmm..." Aaron started by wrapping his lips only around the head of Erik's tool. He licked the underside of the head, using his warm lips to sweetly kiss Erik's tip over and over, sending shudders of intense pleasure through the teen's body. Both boys' hearts were racing, the heat of the room covering both with a slick coat of sweat.
Aaron grinned with Erik's cock between his lips. He knew he was making all the right moves. He slowly swallowed a few more inches, careful not to gag when the head slammed into the roof of his mouth. As Aaron moved the meat around between his full cheeks, savoring the rich taste of Erik's manhood, Erik caressed the back of Aaron's head. He loved the boy's hair, so golden and light to the touch. He loved watching the boy's cheeks hollow out as he sucked on the stiff manmeat with all his might. Three or four times Aaron stuffed half of Erik's cock in his mouth and made swallowing motions. Erik loved that. It was like Aaron was trying to suck all of him down, dick first. Aaron kept on sucking, hard and heavy. His mouth sounded like the Hoover Dam of spit. He pulled off the cock and stuck his tongue out, slapping the wet prick all over his pretty pink tastebuds.
"Feeling better yet?" Aaron asked before bobbing down at full force again.
"Holy shit," Erik managed to creak out. "You're a horny little thing, aren't you?"
"I'm sorry. I just can't help it. Your cock tastes sooooo fucking good. You taste like a real man," the dirty little boy gushed as he continued licking Erik's flaring pole. "It's like I can almost taste your jizz before you shoot it. Like your cock sweats pure cum. I'm sorry. I can't help being this much of a whore."
"Don't you ever apologize for sucking cock," Erik said. "You're way too good at it."
"Mmmm," was Aaron's only response. Erik's slippery cockhead was once again lodged in the back of the blond boy's throat. Erik reached down to grab his own balls, rolling his fingers in the puddles of Aaron's spit that had pooled on his sweaty sac. He brought the fingers up to his mouth and tasted the official drink of this kinky encounter. He started to pump his hips up off the bench, driving his meat as far as it could go into the boy singer's fiery mouth.
"Yeah, that's it, Carter," Erik moaned. "You take it. You take my cock, baby!"
"Mmmmmmmmmppphhh..."
"Fuck yeah, you love to choke on dick, huh? Such a little boywhore. I bet your brother wishes he could feel your fucking lips on his pathetic cock. But you're mine!"
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, yeaaarrrrggggg...." Aaron's mouth was really busy now, riding up and down on Erik's shaft with the blinding speed of youth. He made the meat wetter and wetter, saliva dripping all over his chin and hands. Aaron found Erik's cock to be so stubborn. He knew he was giving a grade-A blowjob, and yet the cock stood tall against his tongue, showing no signs of eruption. Erik was really going to give the boy a workout, and Aaron couldn't have been happier.
"Why don't you shoot already, you motherfucking stud?"
"Make me, pussy boy!"
"AARGH!" Aaron went at it even faster, this time not using his hands to jerk what he couldn't fit in his mouth. His hands were instead squeezing Erik's impressive pecs, the hard chest muscles and even harder nips, trying to get Erik to boil over from the full-body worship he was receiving.
It was working. Erik moaned from his gut and leaned over to look at Aaron's beautiful backside, sweat slowly flowing down the boy's back and down the crack of his perfectly round ass. He wanted to own those buns like he was owning Aaron's lips. He loved having such a flexible physique. It allowed him to reach down and massage each of Aaron's buttcheeks, letting his fingers roam away from each other and squeeze as much tender boy ass as they could. Then he brought his fingers back together tightly to give both cheeks loud slaps.
The smacking sensation rippled out across Aaron's legs and chest, making his own cock tingle and his knees shake with pleasure, but the determined cocksucker didn't relinquish his mouth's powerful grip on Erik's bucking prick. He squealed from the excitement of being manhandled and shook his happy ass in response, but he kept Erik under reins, moving his tiny hands away from the older boy's chest and over to Erik's strong arms, slowly feeling the bulging biceps that had just made bongos out of his butt. The whole thing made him feel so kinky. He suddenly slid his mouth off Erik's cock and looked up, half snarling, half smiling, before letting a bubble of spit trail down his chin. It dripped down onto Erik's steely glans and poured almost directly into the open slit, all without Aaron looking away from Erik's amazed eyes.
"I love your body," Aaron whispered.
"Ohhhhh, I can see that," Erik groaned as his eyes rolled around, enduring the latest sensational feelings. By the time his eyes focused back on Aaron, the hungry blonde was already eating his big gun again.
Aaron set down for his splooge-slurping finale. He put his ENTIRE body into blowing Erik, bending at the hips, sometimes the knees, up and down, trying to swallow as much as he could with as much force as he could. He started humming a song as he sucked, which was unrecognizable to Erik as the notes bounced off his throbbing shaft, against Aaron's cheeks and out the tiny openings at the corners of a VERY full mouth.
Erik watched Aaron's face rocket up and down over his eight inches, his shining brown eyes pleading with Erik to blow his load. He thought about how Aaron's angelic face would probably be on the cover of every teen magazine by the spring, and now it was on his insatiable dick. He moaned at the powerful thought. The point of no return was triggered deep inside his milk-filled nuts. He grabbed onto Aaron's shoulders at first, but his hands quivered with the rest of his body and slowly slipped over to the sides of Aaron's bobbing head.
"I'm gonna cum, Aaron. You're making me CUM! You pretty little SLUT!" He slammed his crotch against Aaron's chin as the building orgasm continued to vandalize his sculpted body. He was nothing but a grunting, pulsating mess of muscle and nerves now, and Aaron could do nothing but smile as he continued chowing down without mercy, letting out little cries of "yes, yes, yes," every time Erik's huge pole thrust all the way down his thirsty throat. Finally, Erik slammed his hands against the bench, looked to the heavens and let out an ungodly howl, a scream the Grand Floridian's steam room had never heard before: a boy draining his seed into the expert mouth of another boy. Erik felt his right hand pass through something solid and grasp only thin air as the first shot of jizm laced Aaron's tongue. He had actually punched through the bench. Splintered shards bounced off Aaron's left leg, but he was too busy drinking rope after rope of Erik's hot protein shake to notice.
Erik laughed, but his deep voice cut out again and again as his cock received the relief he so desperately needed. Erik looked down at Aaron and caressed the boy's damp forehead as the last of his tasty goo dribbled onto Aaron's gums and over his lips. Aaron roughly jerked the few inches of Erik's pole that were hanging out of his mouth and rolled his cooling nuts around in the other hand, trying to make sure he got all the seed Erik had to offer. He was nicely rewarded with another strong shot of sperm that must've been hiding inside Erik's balls, wanting to stick around for the fun his body would have next with this hot boy.
Erik shuddered one last time as Aaron slowly unglued his lips from the studly actor's softening meat. He ran his hands through Aaron's golden hair again as the boy singer smiled and made exaggerated swallowing motions. They were exaggerated because he had greedily lapped up Erik's manjuice instantly. Almost none of the salty treat lingered in Aaron's mouth, but he tried to find some anyway, carefully running his tongue around his teeth to Erik's satisfied amusement.
"Taste good?"
"MMMMMM!! Man, if they could bottle that stuff...."
"Ahhhhhhh baby, don't you worry," Erik said softly before slapping his flaccid dong against Aaron's neck. "You can drink from this fountain ANY TIME."
Aaron laughed and gave Erik's balls one more glancing lick before hopping up on the bench to kiss his lover. The younger idol was incredibly excited, partly because he loved the feeling of his tongue intertwined with Erik's, loved feeling Erik's rapid, burning breath running down his throat, maybe to chase after the cum that had vanished from the boy's mouth, but also because his own tireless penis was still rock hard, and he KNEW Erik would find a way to get him off like never before. Erik broke the kiss and licked from Aaron's closed mouth over his nose and between his eyes. Aaron giggled and blushed, but Erik couldn't help it. The kid may have sucked dick straight out of Amsterdam, but he was still puppy dog cute.
"I'm glad you remembered to jump up on THIS side of the bench," Erik said. "Otherwise we'd be picking splinters out of your ass right now." Aaron laughed again and suddenly scooted away from Erik, then pushed up onto his hands and knees and bent away from Erik, wagging his priceless ass temptingly in the older teen's face. Erik's eyes moved from the sweet cheeks to the small balls and thick, twitching six inches hanging underneath. Aaron was ready for action.
"You sure you don't want to inspect it," Aaron leaned back to ask, shaking his ass again and winking. "You know. Just to make sure there's no hard wood that shouldn't be inside my tight, vulnerable rear end.... until you put yours there." Erik cocked his head at the question, as did his cockhead. He never thought he'd feel himself get hard again so fast, but with this little boy nymph around, anything was possible. He followed Aaron's delightful example and got on his own knees atop the bench, placing his hands ever so delicately on Aaron's asscheeks.
With just a little prying, he saw Aaron's bright pink pucker in all of its virginal glory. He leaned in closer and put his nose right against the open cheeks to take a whiff. Yet again, for a dirty boy, Aaron was incredibly clean in every other aspect. His ass sort of smelled like - alright, Erik knew this was a crazy thought, but sort of like that park that he and his family went to on their European trip, that time they stopped outside of Dublin and...
"Irish Spring?!?" Erik wondered aloud as if this were some kind of game show, "Who Wants to Guess Aaron Carter's Body Soap?" Aaron laughed for a good ten seconds. Erik thought his laugh was so unique. He smiled and gently kissed each asscheek while Aaron recomposed himself.
"Yeah," Aaron replied, the last chuckles dying down. "Are you gonna lick it, or should we just stop right now so I can show you how I take a shower?"
"Both," Erik said. "Definitely both. We'll just do that second one later." Much later. Erik was gonna take his time enjoying this delicacy. He applied a bit more pressure to Aaron's bubble buns with his fingers, closed his eyes and stuck his tongue out slowly until he felt it bump up against Aaron's hole. Obviously he hadn't rimmed anyone before, so he was cautious, but in truth, Erik really wanted to impale Aaron's tasty cherry on his warm tongue as fast as possible. He felt Aaron squirm in his hands as his tongue began to pierce the snug passage. He initially snuck in sideways, but as the sphincter seemed to adjust, Erik was able to turn his head upright again and fit about half of his tongue inside Aaron's ring.
"Ohhh shit, you're blowing my mind, Big E," Aaron groaned through ticklish giggles. Erik wasn't sure where he came up with that nickname, but he liked it a lot. It made him feel, well, large! Large and powerful. And that's exactly how he felt to Aaron. The boy pressed his ass harder into Erik's face and rubbed his bent hips across the tops of Erik's round biceps. He started to moan a string of "Mmmmmmm"s as the sensation of Erik's slithery tongue snake got stronger. Erik let out a few "Mmmmm"s to match his partner, because once he got past Irish Spring country, Aaron's ass still had this amazing taste of sweet sweat, of a boy turning into a man. Erik felt his own cock spring to maximum hardness and splayed his legs slightly so he could rub it up and down against the bench's wood finish. He remembered that Aaron hadn't shot a load yet, so he reached down with one hand to get his first feel of Aaron's eager meat. He pumped down on it slowly, marveling at its warmth and boyish smoothness. A single drop of sticky pre-cum fell from Aaron's slit onto Erik's passing thumb. Erik reached his hand up and licked it off, then, without warning, took the saliva-covered thumb and put it squarely where his tongue had been, just inside Aaron's asshole.
"Ahhhh!" Aaron yipped, then hissed at the new feeling of Erik's finger in his rear. Erik was sure the boy wanted more when his butt pressed forward. Slowly, like he was twisting a corkscrew, Erik worked his thick thumb all the way inside Aaron's hot behind. He twisted it some more once it was all the way in, feeling so right as Aaron kept moaning and pushing back on it. It was as if he wanted more finger, but Erik's thumb wasn't going to do. He pulled the thumb out with a moist "pop" and quickly dove in with his dry index finger. Aaron felt some burning as the finger started to go places the thumb hadn't reached, but the pain was quickly replaced with pleasure as Erik began to knock on his prostate's door.
"YES! Keep giving it to me, baby! Really shove it in there."
"Oooh," Erik cooed, once again enjoying how needy Aaron could get. "You're a naughty little fucker." He drove his finger in to the hilt and smacked Aaron's rocking rear with the other hand. When Aaron grunted happily at that, Erik did something kinkier than he ever thought he'd have the instinct to do: he leaned over and bit Aaron on the ass. Nothing more than a playful nibble, but the nastiness of the sex play drove both teens wild, and once Erik moved his free hand back to fisting Aaron's cock, a surprised Aaron was brought to the edge.
"Uhhhhhh, Erik, I'm gonnnnnna shoot, I think!"
Erik pulled his mouth off Aaron's buttcheek. "Already?"
"Ohhhhhhhhh YEAH!! FUCK, it's happening!!!"
"Hold on!" Erik shouted, as if anything or anyone could stop the orgasmic freight train he had created. In an instant, Erik pulled out of Aaron's ass, flipped onto his back and reached up to grab Aaron's thrusting waist, pressing the boy's spasming dick down between his waiting lips.
"WHOOOO OOOOOOH!!!!!!" Aaron didn't expect the feeling of his cock inside Erik's wet mouth, the coaxing of Erik's whipping licks. He slammed his meat down between Erik's tonsils, feeling his nuts slap roughly against the actor's chiseled chin. He screamed "ALLLLLLRIGHT!!!" as his boiling butter began to rocket from his dick as if there was a jet propeller in there. Erik caught it all, spurt after spurt of precious boycream crashing against his tongue, flooding his mouth and filling his senses until all he could taste, all he could FEEL was Aaron and his essence, down his throat and into his heart. Aaron's cries turned into weak whimpers. He thrust his arms out and laid down on the bench, his spent crotch smothering Erik until the older teen quietly moved his mouth away from Aaron's pecker and off to the side. Their breathing and the never-ending stream of steam were the only sounds to shatter the early-morning silence.
"Unbe-fucking-lievable," Aaron eventually managed. "I've never been so happy in my life. Really. That was awesome."
"It's great to be young, isn't it?" Erik asked. "Now I've got years and years and years to figure out how to make it even MORE intense for you."
"Mmmmmmmm," Aaron moaned through his satisfaction. He pressed his soft cock against Erik's turned cheek and rubbed back and forth, thoroughly careless....until he heard Erik slap his own re-energized cock. "You know," he reminded Erik, "I told you you could fuck me."
"I know," Erik said. He, too, was just meekly milking his newfound boner through his cloud of post-sex bliss. "I think I'll save that for next time. But...."
"What?"
"Well.....could I cum on your face?"
"What?"
"You've got such a beautiful face is all. I'd love to shoot on it, you know, like in those porno movies. What am I talking about? You don't know porno."
"Excuse me?" Aaron said, sounding truly offended. He lifted himself off Erik's damp bod and went to kneel down in between the older boy's strong legs. He pushed Erik's hands away from the long schlong and once again wrapped his own knowing fingers around it, putting his face right in the line of fire. "Don't KNOW porno? Life in hotels? SpectraVision? 'Movie titles will not appear on hotel bill'? 'Mouse Hunt,' my pretty little ass. I watched '18 and Horny in Vegas,' thank you very much."
Erik laughed. "You're too much, kid."
Aaron pumped harder. "Show me how much. Come on. All over my coverboy face. Show me you love it."
Erik gulped hard and pumped up as Aaron pumped down. His eyes twinkled up at Aaron, sweat pooled in the bronze nape of his neck, and his tongue licked his drying lips. The rest of him remained perfectly still, but it was obvious to Aaron how much he was enjoying being putty in the boy singer's hands.
"It's on its way, Aaron. OHHHH BABE I love it!!"
"Come on. Come on."
Aaron smiled as Erik let out a final shout and let fly, one spurt against Aaron's teeth, the next up past his ear and into his hair, the next on his cheek, and the last up to his forehead, before Erik's legs quaked against Aaron's sides and the jizz lessened to a few dollops against Aaron's chin. Erik watched and grinned as his lover winked, his second load making quite an artistic mess across Aaron's star profile.
"Merry Christmas, Erik."
"Come here, you," Erik beckoned with a lazy finger. Aaron crawled forward and leaned in for a long, deep French kiss. You usually won't find an AC in a steam room, but Erik was sure glad that one was there on this particular morning to freeze his career doubts in their tracks and remind him of what's more important in life than money: sex. OK, and love too.
"How am I gonna get your cum off my face?" Aaron asked, obviously hoping for a certain answer. He got it. Erik craned his neck up and began to lick Aaron like a lovesick pup yet again. He licked away his own yummy mess from the boy's cheeks, his nose, his chin, and wound up back at those sweet lips. He kissed Aaron one more time, the boy getting a slight second taste of Erik's jocular juice.
"Thank you," Aaron said like a rescued damsel in distress as he pulled off of Erik.
"There's a pool right outside this room, too," Erik noted. "We can wash off the rest in there."
Ten minutes later, the two boys emerged from the sauna, towels re-wrapped around their waists, with a healthy glow, a new relationship, and each other's cell phone numbers locked in their memories. Aaron was about to bellyflop into the water when the pool room door opened. Erik didn't have any trouble recognizing THIS blonde boy.
"Surprise, baby brother!"
Erik winced at Nick Carter's use of the word "baby" to describe Aaron so soon after he himself used it as Aaron's mouth was full of his cock. He nodded to Nick and slid behind the changing wall next to the sauna to find his swimsuit. He would let Aaron handle this however he wanted.
"Nick!" Aaron broke out of his shock and ran to hug his older brother. "Man, it's been forever!"
"I know!" Nick laughed and lifted Aaron off the ground. Erik re-emerged in the swim trunks and towel slung over his shoulder. He watched the reunion with a warm feeling inside. Nick shook Aaron back and forth as the younger brother laughed that unique laugh over and over.
"Jesus, you've grown! We don't do the concert in London until 2 a.m. Orlando time tomorrow so I took the jet here so I could watch you in the parade and be with you for the holid-oh boy you two just had sex, didn't you?" Nick suddenly noticed the stubborn splooge deposit behind Aaron's ear. Erik thought he was a dead man. That was until Aaron smiled as Nick put him down on the ground.
"Uhhhhhh, I'll explain later, Big B. Actually, it would probably be more helpful if I reenact the whole thing." He turned to Erik, who was walking closer to the door now. "What about you, Erik? You want to be there for the reenactment?" Erik stopped and looked at Aaron, who was smiling encouragingly at him, but then he looked at Nick, who couldn't seem to take his eyes off Aaron. And Erik couldn't blame him.
"No thanks, kiddo," he said as he opened the door to his future. "I wouldn't want to be the odd man out."
THE END
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