All the usual stuff about if you are not 18 or over this is not for you...this one is hotter but the story continues... If that is what you are looking for I hope this turns you on...if it isn't, skip this chapter...I appreciate your comments...Write me at Daviddivers@ymail.com
When we finally left the Opry Grounds, Daddy dropped Chris and I at the hotel. We had spent several hours talking to the stars and others well-wishers backstage and out in our coach. There was only the night auditor on duty when we entered the lobby. She smiled glowingly and said, "I listened to the show tonight and you guys were wonderful. I just know you are going to have a hit on your hands. Congratulations to you both".
We thanked her and when she asked for an autograph we both signed her one of the hotel brochures for her. Then we went upstairs to our rooms. Although it was late, we had plans for a private party.
We went to our individual rooms and I got my guitar and soon followed him. I had his extra keycard so I let myself in. I announced my presence but he was already in the shower. So I stripped off and asked him if I could join him...
As I got in, He reached over and cupped my balls and cock with his hand and weighed them up and down...he tugged them towards him. Naturally I follow wherever my balls lead. "Come here", he whispered, "I'll show you your biggest fan-club".
...and it was—up to that point.....
It was rigidly up against his slim belly. I plucked it away and it slapped back against his abdomen. Playfully, I did it two or three more times and he said, "It is all primed for anything you want to do".
I said, "It is not what I want to do, it is what you want...I am willing to try anything as long as it is with you".
So he washed me carefully-----my cock and balls, my ass and crack and then the rest of me...I did the same to him...the suds flew from head to toe...We rinsed and got out and toweled each other dry and he said, " I want to do everything you did to me the other night and more".
If we hadn't been about the same size, I am sure that he would have carried me to the bed, but we walked hand in hand into the bed room and he lay me on my back and lay down beside me kissing me from head to toe. He began licking my balls and gradually spread my legs and continued downward until he had reached my hole. He screwed his tongue in as much as it would go and gradually spread my hole as wide as possible. Then he inserted his moistened middle finger and eased it in and out. He raised up and reached for the tube of lube that was on the night stand and spread some on his fingers and lay back down and rested his cheek on my inner thigh. He said, "I am going to be as gentle as I can and if it becomes too much for you we will just stop..."
To tell the truth I was trembling with fear...then he reinserted his lubed finger and it entered easily. He pulled it out and reapplied more lube and put it in again...It didn't hurt, but then again it wasn't as big and his cock—as he fucked his finger in and out I gushed pre cum...he wiped some of it on his finger and he inserted that as well... Then he asked me to open a condom and put it on him...I did and then I slathered lube all over it...
He lay down and had me straddle his hips...he said, "If you just lower yourself onto me you can control how much and how fast it goes in".
......So I raised up and he held his cock upright and I lowered myself onto it... actually I probed around so much with my ass that I had lube from one end of my crack to the other...Finally I could feel that is was in the right place...
He said,"You might have to push outward like you were taking a dump for it to open enough to let me in...once the head is in, you can take your time but it will gradually open for me..."
I did as he said and when I forced the head of his cock in...I almost cried out the pain was so intense—He could see the pained expression on my face. "That's ok, he soothed, "take it slow...take it slow and easy..."
The pain in my ass was pulsating but it gradually subsided. I slowly lowered myself down onto him and I could feel him pulsing his cock to try to open me up a little more...It seemed like minutes passed before I could let any more in, but gradually I relaxed until I felt like it would fit...I slowly began descending onto him and after a time I bottomed out...
When I did manage to relax I slowly began raising and lowering myself on him...
He was flexible enough that by bending all the way forward when I raised up, he could just reach the tip of my cock with his lips...he kissed and licked it...we must have looked like a pretzel the way we were twisting around...I wanted to give his cock pleasure and wanted him to suck me at the same time...... somewhere inside of me, I felt his cock rub a "good spot". So I raised myself enough until I could feel the head of his cock rub against it and I held myself at that level and focused on that feeling...finally he could get the head of my cock in his mouth, but I by that time I was beyond caring how he got me off......The pre cum just flowed. He covered my cock with his fist and jacked it...every once in awhile he licked that wonderful juice that was flowing and replace it with spit...he speeded up and whispered passionately, "I'm coming...I `m close, I'm coming..."
I speeded up fucking his cock until I felt the throb and the warm spurts through the condom...Then he focused on the sensations he was giving my own cock and covered the head with his lips while he jacked it with his fist. When I came it dribbled from his lips and he licked up what had escaped. It continued to throb as it gradually subsided...We grooved on the feelings in silence.
I lay across his chest rested. It had been a workout. Before long his deflated cock slipped from my ass and I got off of him and went to the bathroom...there was a small amount of blood mixed with the lube residue that I wiped from my crack. It was a hot experience, but again I was not sure that that it was what I wanted. It seemed that I had crossed a line somehow
As I exited the bathroom Chris entered with the filled condom still dangling from his limp cock...
After we both got cleaned up we lay beside each embracing. He said, "you have had a lot of firsts today haven't you"?
I didn't say anything...my mind was in a whirl...joy, sadness, passion, accomplishment, the talk we had with the Personal Manager...it was all too much to comprehend at that age. I only knew that it was far too early in my life for all of the decisions I would have to make in the next few years.
Surprisingly, the next morning I could still walk. I had gone back to my room and slept well. The next morning when we went down to the coffee shop off the lobby, it seemed like the whole hotel staff were there waiting for us. We had told htem that we were going to be on the show and they all congratulated us. The desk clerk said, "Now we know why you two guys spent so of much time together rehearsing. (Little did they know). You were great on the show and we are proud to have you as our guest. That song is a sure hit, I only wish that it was one of mine. That writer can probably make a career on that thing—and you guys too. Soon you won't want to hobnob with us common folks".
About then the lobby door swung open and a reporter for a Nashville newspaper entered. She said her editor had heard about the Opry show and wanted her to track us down. We invited her to have breakfast with us and Chris told her that we each had some prepared background questions and answers and so we wouldn't have to go over that ground again. So he asked me to go up to the room and get one of the information packages. I did and then met them in the restaurant. She quickly skimmed over the prepared material and asked if she could ask us to expand on some of the facts.
Her first question was, "With all of your touring, you seem to be have little time for fun and relaxing. I mean that Billy Ray seems to always be on tour with his family and you have your own tour schedule. Since you are individually on the road so much, so how do we spend our personal time off"?
Chris said, "The two weeks that we are spending in Nashville is the only time off I haveoff in the last several months. But even that is a working vacation because it was filled with business and recording. If he wasn't on the road, he was always just getting ready to go, so he had no time for fun. Although he considered his permanent home to be Biloxi, he hadn't been able to do more than visit there for the last five years. His home base as far as business was concerned is a farm outside of Little Rock, Arkansas. He was based there because it was centrally located for many of the tour dates he has. But even that was more of a business headquarters where he kept his coach and the Chris Baker products that he offered to his fans. It was also the headquarters for the Chris Baker fan club that employed some of his biggest fans.
But he added, " My career is just like anybody else's. If you are a bricklayer and a carpenter, you have to work while there is work. You can't work in the winter much, so you can't afford to take off in the middle of the summer for a vacation. We have to tour while there is a demand. Luckily I have had a lot of hits so there are a lot of good folks out there who want to see and hear me in person. I am sure that the Stone Family is the same. Especially since they have had several hit songs off their first few CDs."
When she asked me the same question, I responded, "What is fun"?
I told her, "My family and I were headquartered in Central Tennessee at Stone Hollow. We are only off the road once in a while for several weeks at a time. So we pretty much had to make our own fun wherever we were at the time. We carry fishing gear, lots of the same hobby and sporting equipment that other kids have, and much of the same electronics too. We just now bought an even bigger coach and it would allow much more room for entertainment".
She asked, "What about friends?...Don't you miss your friends"?
"I don't have many of what what you would call friends...not in the sense you mean. We are never in a place long enough that I am able to become more than acquaintances with anyone. Sometimes when we return to an area, we might get better acquainted with somebody we met on previous trips, but it is difficult to know anybody very well. I do have a friend named Bobby that we have visited many times over the years and several other people that I am acquainted with, but I haven't even seen of them for awhile".
"Even early on, we couldn't make many friends because we were that "Preacher's kids". We were always in and out of school so much because of Daddy's revival schedule that I almost failed. Then Mamma started home schooling all of us on the road and we now pass the state exams for home-school students with flying colors".
I added, "Mamma has a degree in elementary education so it is not like our schooling has been neglected. We just have a different way of life than other people".
Chris said, "I sometimes feel the same. We are in a business that requires you to constantly travel and that is just a fact of life".
She asked, "What about a love life? I know that it must be difficult to maintain a relationship being on the road"?
I asked, "What's a love life"?
She said, "I keep forgetting that you are not even sixteen yet...you do look very mature. But do you manage to have any girlfriends being out on the road like you are"?
I said, "I meant that as a joke, but I do have girl friends. But they are more like "friend-girls than actual girlfriends! Just like maintaining any friendship, it takes work. But I do have a few girls that I like. I hope to have a long life ahead of me and there is plenty of time.
I continued, "By the way, what are you doing after the interview?"
She replied, "Don't be too sure that I would turn you down—we could do "Mickey D's" playground or something."
She asked, "Do you have a fan club also?"
I replied, "Not that I am aware of, but there was some talk about forming one around Biloxi after Chris and I sang down there. And, I heard it was some middle aged ladies, not just teeny-boppers"!
"So you appeal to the older crowd too, do you"?
"I don't know about older, but I am far more mature than my calendar age might seem".
She said, "From my up-close prospective, you are adorable as well as multi-talented and you will be quite a star someday. Your age has nothing to do with it — just don't change from the sweet boy you are...
Then she focused the questions on Chris and I tuned out.
After about five more minutes she concluded, "Now I can see why they called you guys, The Pied Pipers of Biloxi! I want to thank you both for the interview. Now we will be off the record while we eat our breakfast".
As we ate we continued to chat for awhile and when breakfast was over, she wished us success in our recording sessions. She handed us her note pad and asked for our autographs. When she stood to leave, Chris and I both stood up and hugged her and kissed her on the cheek. There was applause from the other customers and she blushed as she made her way to the exit...We signed a dozen autographs before we could leave.
As we made our way to the elevator, the desk clerk gave us a thumbs up...
Chris and I had the entire day to just be relax before our big recording debut...