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The following story is the twentieth installment in an on going series about Stephen Gately from Boyzone and what I imagine to be the story behind the beginning of his relationship with Eloy de Jong from Caught in the Act. I have no contact with either person, nor know any of the members of either group.
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He didn't know what time it was when he opened his eyes again, but it was still dark in the room. The silence was comforting as he listened to Eloy's breathing next to him.
Stephen lay quietly with Eloy asleep, resting his head on his chest. His arms were encircled around Eloy's shoulders and he drew light circles on his arm as he lay there. Traffic from the street below filtered through the window and he smiled to himself. He felt like he could lie there forever, just holding Eloy in his arms.
Thoughts drifted about in his head as he imagined them together in the future. He could easily see them just as they were now, and he had to suppress a shiver at the thought. In all of the times he had sat and thought of the future, not in his wildest dreams had he thought of a time when they would be a couple. This time, he let himself think beyond just the day, and he saw clearly in his mind them spending each day together. Waking up in the morning, puttering around the house, sharing things like they had today --- he wanted more days like that. And though they knew it was going to be a large hurdle to overcome in achieving that, he found himself praying that it would work out all right. He felt like his life up to this point had just been marking time and going through the motions compared to how he felt now.
He also thought back to their earlier conversation where Eloy had suggested that he voice his feelings about the pace the group had been forced to go at recently. He wasn't the type to assert himself in these situations, but he knew that he needed more time for himself than he had been getting. And that he was going to have to ask for it in order to get it. Right now, he wanted to be able to know when he could set some time aside so he and Eloy could continue to be together. He was feeling a bit selfish at the thought, but he knew if he didn't push for it, he'd never get it. And it was important enough to him to make an issue of it. By the time that Eloy was gone and he was in the studio --- his mind shied away from the thought, because he envisioned something lifeless and grey compared to what he had now --- he had to have something in place to look forward to. Otherwise he'd go nuts.
He shifted a bit in the bed, trying not to disturb Eloy. Eloy wrapped his arms around Stephen's waist and burrowed deeper against him. He held his breath, not wanting to wake him. As his thoughts wandered over the day it was like snapshots flashed through his head. He and Eloy waking up in the morning. Sitting on the tour bus, hands clasped. The two of them standing in the cavern in Bath with Eloy's arms around him. Feeding each other the tiramisu. Eloy touching him as he sat astride the other man. Making love. He felt himself growing warm with the last thought.
Finally, unable to restrain himself any longer, he kissed Eloy. Eloy groggily rolled over onto his back, kicking the duvet off in the process. Stephen shivered as he got exposed to the cool air inside the room. He sat up to pull it back up and got distracted when his hand brushed against Eloy's thigh. In comparison to his cold hand, Eloy radiated heat like a furnace.
He let his hand rest against Eloy's leg for a moment, debating with himself. The longer he sat up, the more awake he became. He gently ran his fingers up and down Eloy's leg, pausing at his hip before trailing back down again. Just sitting in the bed next to the other man was getting him aroused in ways he hadn't considered possible before. He shifted restlessly on the bed. After a few moments, he decided that he couldn't sleep and that Eloy was too much of a temptation to keep away from.
Stephen knelt on the bed and leaned over Eloy. He kissed him lightly on the lips and was greeted with a soft sigh. From lips, he moved across the cheek to the neck, tracing the line of the collarbone with his tongue. He went down Eloy's chest and made spiraling circles down to a nipple. After sucking on it, he blew on it and watched it contract to a hard nub. Eloy had an incredible body. Though he didn't work out as much as he used to, he still had good muscle definition. Stephen was a bit envious as he ran his fingers across Eloy's chest and down to his stomach. He went back to the nipple for a bit before kissing along the same route his fingers had just traced. He worked his way down Eloy's body, exploring with his hands and lips as he went. Eloy sleepily stroked his hair, gradually growing more awake as Stephen moved lower.
"Ah," he sighed as Stephen paused to suck on his penis lightly before working back up Eloy's body to his lips. He gave Eloy a long drawn out kiss.
"Sorry," Stephen whispered, a naughty grin on his face. "I just couldn't help myself."
A low chuckle reverberated through Eloy's chest at this comment. "Hmm, I noticed." Stephen felt him grow hard now that he was awake. His erection was pressing against Stephen's thigh. Stephen's grin grew wider. "Please don't stop," Eloy said imploringly.
"I don't intend to," Stephen said as he reached down to stroke Eloy. "I'm having too much fun to stop." Eloy grunted softly at Stephen's touch.
"Oh, by all means, keep on having fun, zusje." Eloy reached out a hand to urge Stephen back down again. Stephen didn't need any encouragement and he eagerly dropped back down, licking and nipping as he went. He reached out blindly for some of the loose packages on the nightstand and grabbed them just as they began to fall over the side. He looked up with a grin in the dim light that came through a gap in the drapes.
"Am I good or what?" He asked, dropping a couple of packets onto the bed. He quickly tore into one and rolled it down Eloy's length.
"Of course you're good. The best, babe." Eloy said with a chuckle. He took the other condom in his hand and put it aside, since Stephen wasn't really accessible at the moment. He closed his eyes as Stephen descended upon him. A light shiver rippled across his stomach and he grinned at his reaction. Stephen rubbed his hand lightly across his stomach before moving down to caress his thigh. He raised himself up on his elbows so he could watch what Stephen was doing. Stephen was slowly working his way up and down his penis and he involuntarily closed his eyes and gasped as he felt Stephen's teeth graze along his length.
Stephen looked up as Eloy gasped. Eloy was breathing heavily and he moved his legs restlessly beneath Stephen. Stephen moved so that he was lying in between Eloy's legs and encircled Eloy's penis again with his mouth. Hands pressed his head back down and he willingly took it all into his mouth. He sucked hard and received a corresponding grunt in reply. He also found he couldn't keep his hands from wandering. He ran his fingers down Eloy's thigh, stroking the light hair as he made his way to other places that he wanted to explore. As he worked his hand down the inside of Eloy's leg, he gently tugged on the hair before reaching down to caress Eloy's buttocks. Eloy responded by spreading his legs. He let his fingers roam where they would, lightly caressing before stroking a finger inside and back out again. Eloy collapsed back onto the bed, lost in what Stephen was doing to him.
When Eloy was panting in short gasps, and almost ready to come, Stephen stopped and crawled back up his body to lock lips with him again. After a moment, he pulled back. Eloy stared at him, on the edge. His eyes were half closed as he gazed up at Stephen's face.
"Waarom?" He whispered, confused.
"Hush, darling," Stephen whispered. "Can't rush a good thing, can we?" He rested his head against Eloy's chest and waited for his breathing to slow down a bit before continuing. Eloy kept his arms around Stephen and held him tight as they lay together. He was as close to the edge as Eloy was, and that was without Eloy doing anything at all. The cool air from the vent below the window felt nice over his sweat covered body.
"Stephen?" Eloy murmured. Stephen tilted his head back so that he could look up at Eloy. "Yeah, babe?"
"You ready yet?" He winked down at Stephen.
"Mmmm," Stephen paused while he thought about it. "Almost."
"Almost?" Eloy gave Stephen a look that made him break out into goosebumps in reaction. "Well, get there soon, because I need you." He ran a finger down Stephen's back and in between his butt cheeks. Stephen closed his eyes as Eloy's questing fingers pushed against him. "Does this help?"
Stephen loved the way Eloy's voice rumbled in his ear. He had one hell of a sexy voice. The rest of him wasn't bad, either. "A bit."
"Only a bit?" Eloy pouted. He raised his knee slightly and used it to push Stephen's legs apart. Stephen wiggled enticingly as he accommodated the request. "What else can I do then?"
"Keep on talking to me like this," Stephen said with a grin. "I love the way you talk." He let Eloy's penis slide up between his legs and rubbed himself against it. "This isn't too bad, either."
"Shall I talk dirty to you?" Eloy asked, slightly amused, but getting a bit distracted by Stephen's actions.
"Doesn't have to be dirty. Just hearing your voice is sexy enough to get me going," Stephen confessed with a grin. He glanced up at Eloy through the hair falling over his face. Eloy brushed it out of his eyes and smiled up at him.
"Is that so? I'll have to think of something appropriate to say, then. Though I had to admit I'm getting a bit distracted by all this wiggling you're doing right now."
"That's the point of it," Stephen laughed. Eloy growled in response and rolled them over. He reached down to stroke Stephen. Stephen reached up and pulled his head down for a kiss. Their tongues met and Stephen pushed past Eloy's, delving as deep as he could. They pulled apart for a moment, a bit breathless. Eloy stared down into Stephen's eyes. What he saw made him tingle all over.
"I love you," he said softly. "I love you so damn much. Why the hell did we wait so long?"
Stephen was stroking Eloy's back. "I love you, Eloy. And I have no idea why we took so long. There's probably a reason, but now that we're together, I'm not worrying about the past. All I care about is here and now, and we'll worry about the future tomorrow."
Eloy smiled down at Stephen. "Ah, so practical." He kissed Stephen on the nose as Stephen made a face at him. "What I'm interested in is what I'm feeling right now." He was still stroking Stephen, his hand sliding up and down his hard length. He fished around the sheets for the other condom packet. "Where is that damn thing? I better get it on before we make a mess."
Stephen found the packet under the pillow and handed it over. "We got to do something about getting tested so we don't have to worry about this anymore."
"Ja," Eloy agreed as he leaned on one elbow so he could open up the packet. Stephen whimpered because he had stopped stroking. "But unfortunately, we still have to deal with this for tonight."
"Yeah, I'll suffer for now," Stephen murmured softly. Eloy chuckled before getting to his knees so he could see what he was doing. Stephen sighed as Eloy moved down so he could roll the Ezon down his penis. Eloy moved further down the bed so he could focus more fully on it and he pursed his lips around Stephen's head and sucked on it for a moment. He glanced up to look at the expression on Stephen's face. His eyes were half closed and his mouth slightly open, the tip of his tongue licking his lower lip. Eloy wanted to move up and suck on that lip, but he transferred the urge to where he was. Plunging down on Stephen's penis, he ran his tongue down the shaft and back up again. His fingers stroked the hair around the base before drifting lower and cupping the testicles lightly. They were hot to the touch and as Eloy stroked them, he could hear Stephen gasping above in response. Stephen's musky scent filled his nostrils and he inhaled deeply as he went down on him a! gain. He loved the way Stephen smelled. It produced an immediate response in him. He wanted to touch Stephen all over, to explore again and again every bit of him. It was like a need that he couldn't deny.
He felt a hand on his head as Stephen ran fingers through his hair. He shivered as he felt the cool fingers stroke the back of his neck. There was no pressure, no urging, but it made him speed his strokes up. His own hand reached underneath to enter Stephen from behind and his action elicited a shuddering gasp from Stephen. As he thrust a finger deep inside, he found he wanted to be inside Stephen again. They had only done that once before, in France, and he found himself wanting to do it again.
After a few moments of sucking on him, Eloy reluctantly let go with his mouth. Stephen was panting harshly, the early morning light coming through the curtains illuminating his sweat covered body. Eloy urged him to roll over and Stephen quickly complied, eager to continue. Eloy sat back for a moment and let his eyes drift over Stephen's body. He knew that Stephen didn't have a good self-image of himself, but he found Stephen's body incredibly attractive. Stephen radiated sex to him, and just looking at him lying on his stomach waiting patiently for Eloy to continue was an incredible turn on.
Eloy lowered himself back down and spreading Stephen's cheeks, licked his way down to his hole. Stephen spread his legs out on the bed and wrapped his arms around the pillow, burying his face into its cushion in response to what Eloy was doing. Eloy gently stroked a finger inside again and circled it around as Stephen moved restlessly underneath him. He kneaded Stephen's butt cheek with his other hand and moved his lips down to the back of Stephen's testicles. In the area were they joined the rest of his body, he sucked, leaving a hickey behind before moving to the testicles themselves and sucking them into his mouth. A gasp met his actions.
His hand wandered down the back of Stephen's leg of its own volition and stroked it before moving back up to his butt. Another finger joined the first inside Stephen and he moved his lips back to the enticing entrance. Darting his tongue in the opening created by his inserted fingers, he lovingly traced the rim. Stephen bucked beneath him and he heard a muffled moan. He raised his head and listened to Stephen panting in response. He bit Stephen's cheek before slowly nibbling his way up Stephen's back. One hand reluctantly withdrew so he could rub Stephen's back as he moved on top of him. When he finally reached the point where he was at Stephen's shoulder, he buried his face against Stephen's neck and bit him. Stephen whimpered.
"Stephen," Eloy whispered softly into his ear. "Look at me, baby."
Stephen was shaking beneath him, his body shuddering in reaction. He had brought Stephen to a fevered pitch with his actions and he really wanted to see his expression right now.
"Stephen," Eloy encouraged him, delving his tongue into Stephen's ear and tracing its curves. "I want to look at you. Please don't hide from me."
"I'm not hiding," Stephen said as he pulled his face out of the pillow. "I'm just trying so damn hard not to come right now." Sweat streaked his face as he peered up at Eloy. "This is so damn good, and I want it to last as long as it can."
Eloy leaned lower to kiss Stephen's lips. "Am I going too fast?" He asked softly.
"Christ, no!" Stephen exclaimed. "Any slower and I would have creamed myself by now. No, this is good baby. I just have to get a hold of myself."
Eloy bit back the retort that he'd be happy to get a hold of him instead. It wasn't the time for smart comments. He rested his head on Stephen's shoulder and let them both come slowly back to earth for a bit before continuing. He hurt with the need to be inside Stephen, but he waited patiently, his penis throbbing as it rested against Stephen's butt.
After a few moments when it felt like Stephen's breathing had slowed down some, he tentatively reached a finger down to stroke Stephen's anus again. With a sigh, Stephen spread his legs farther apart, inviting him to continue. The area was slick from his saliva and as he pushed a finger back in, Stephen squeezed the muscles enticingly. The tiny action of being held by Stephen was enough to get him going again and this time he didn't pause as he raised himself above Stephen. He braced himself on his arms for a moment, looking down at his lover.
Stephen had spread his arms out on the bed and waited patiently. His eyes were still closed and he had an expectant look on his face. Eloy slowly lowered himself down between Stephen's legs and placed his penis at Stephen's entrance. He tilted his head so he could continue to watch Stephen's face. Gently, lovingly, he pushed past the barrier and entered the younger man. It was a tight fit as he eased himself inside.
Stephen's lips parted in a sigh before breaking into a broad smile. All of the foreplay up until this moment seemed to be nothing in comparison to the feelings that were coursing through him as Eloy entered him from behind. As he felt Eloy fill him, he knew he wanted this moment to last forever. To capture it in his mind and remember it always. He loved this man so much, and wanted to do this again and again for the rest of his life.
Eloy's lips caressed his cheek before seeking his lips. They had a long, slow sweet kiss. Eloy pulled back slowly with his hips and plunged into Stephen a little more forcefully. Startled, Stephen opened his eyes to see Eloy peering down at him intently.
"You like?" He asked softly, concern wrinkling his brow.
"Oh yes!" Stephen exclaimed. "Don't stop, honey!"
"Goed," Eloy replied as he pulled back and pushed himself in again. He increased his speed slowly and Stephen matched him stroke for stroke. Eloy brushed hair away so he could watch Stephen's face. A myriad of expressions crossed his face as they continued. Stephen pressed himself off the bed with his arms as pushed himself onto Eloy. Eloy stroked his chest before allowing his hand to drop lower. His hand went from pectoral muscles to abdomen before encircling Stephen's penis. He matched his movements with his hand. Soon they were both slick with sweat and panting. He knew he was close to the edge, so he slowed down his strokes.
Stephen was close too. He could feel him expanding against his hand as he stroked. He loved touching him, feeling him respond to what he was doing. He could also feel Stephen squeezing him inside, and it felt incredible.
"I'm coming, honey," Stephen gasped out in between pants. "I'm coming."
"Ja," Eloy rasped in his ear. "Me, too. Let's come together, liefste."
"Oh yeah!" Stephen sighed. "I want that." He looked over his shoulder at Eloy behind him. Eloy's face was flushed from his exertions and Stephen reached a hand back to stroke it lovingly. He knew it wasn't going to be long.
It wasn't. With a gasp, Eloy started to come, shooting into the condom. Instinctively, he increased his stroke on Stephen and Stephen exploded in response to what Eloy was doing on both fronts. He forced his eyes open so he could watch Eloy as he came. They stared at each other silently, speaking volumes with their eyes. As they both trailed off, Eloy collapsed on top of Stephen, breathing harshly.
He finally closed his eyes, trying to memorize the look of joy on Stephen's face just now. He wanted to hold onto that moment forever and keep it close to his heart. He rested his cheek against Stephen's back, listening to his breathing slow down.
For Stephen, it had been an amazing experience. He was surprised that each time they tried something, it was better than the time before. He never wanted this interlude to end. He wanted Eloy beside him always, never leaving his side. It was like he had finally found the other half of his soul. They clicked in ways he had never thought of before. He renewed his resolve to work on a way for them to be together in the future.
"Danke u, liefste," Eloy whispered softly into his ear. He smiled as he opened his eyes, looking into the soft brown eyes above him.
"Thank you, baby. That was wonderful." Stephen said. "Wait," he said as Eloy moved as if to get off of him. "Stay."
"I'm too heavy for you!" Eloy protested.
"Nah, you're fine where you are, honey. Please stay. I want to keep you inside me as long as I can." Stephen said with a soft smile.
Eloy smiled back, delighted. Stephen was always surprising him with comments like that. He leaned forward and kissed Stephen on the lips. Stephen responded by opening his mouth and inviting him in. They kissed lovingly, slowly exploring each other's mouth. As they parted, Stephen moved to rub his cheek against Eloy's. They rested for a bit that way, Eloy with his arms still around Stephen's chest, one hand still encircling his penis. Stephen had one arm above his head as the other continued to stroke Eloy's hair.
"Hey, you know something?" Stephen asked softly.
"What?" Eloy murmured sleepily. He was enjoying this quiet moment between the two of them.
"I could stay like this forever," Stephen whispered softly.
"Ja, me too." Eloy agreed. He lay wrapped around Stephen, content to stay there. As Stephen's hand slowly stopped stroking, he knew that he had fallen back to sleep. He was still concerned about being too heavy, so he gently rolled over, pulling Stephen with him. He tried to keep inside him, but knew he wasn't going to be able to for much longer. He settled for wrapping his arms around him and holding him close. His hand encountered Stephen's condom and he gently pulled it off and tossed it in the bin next to the bed. The act of leaning back pulled him completely out, so with a sigh, he removed his own condom and let it join Stephen's in the bin. The clock read 5:30am and he stifled a groan when he saw the time. He then turned back and lay back down again behind Stephen.
Stephen snuggled in closer to him and he smiled. He lifted his head and looked to see if Stephen had woken back up again, but he hadn't. He was amused to see that even asleep, Stephen wanted to remain in contact with him. He reached down and pulled the duvet back over them both and wrapped his arm around Stephen's waist. Nuzzling in against Stephen's neck, he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.