13. Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Thirteen

Chase

Freshly showered and back on the bus, David and Jordan went right to their room and I took Daddy to our shared bunk. I slid the pocket door that closed off the space between the bunks and the common area where Sikes and Snipe were closed.

"Here, I saved you a drawer." I pulled the empty one beneath the bunk open for him and he unpacked.

"This is for you, my love."

My love. Those words made me giddy every time Daddy said them.

"Thank you, Daddy." I hopped up on the bunk and undid the package. "More books. Yay!" I loved it when Daddy read me to sleep but tonight I wanted something else. Naked time with Daddy.

"Where do you put your books?" He glanced around the bunk.

"Right here." I had the perfect shelf with a net front that would hold them in place so they didn't fall on us.

"Perfect, Little Songbird."

Daddy stripped down to his boxers but when he saw I was naked, he whipped his boxers off and tossed them at the foot of the bed with mine.

"Good Daddy."He flipped his ass to face me as he slid the curtain closed and there it was, the plug. I slid my finger through the loop and twisted it, loving how he hissed when I did that. "Yes, a very good Daddy indeed."

"Are you sure?" he moaned as I tugged it back and pushed it in. "You don't want me to," another pause as I reached around and gripped his hard cock. "To, to read to you?"

"No, Daddy. The beast you unleashed would rather play with you tonight." More like rather be buried inside him but that would come and so would we.

"Fuck, I missed you," Daddy hissed as I pulled the plug out and replaced it with my fingers. "Here," he tossed the lube toward me. I lubed my cock and slid my slippery fingers back inside him, seeking that sweet spot. I'd learned so much since the first time with Daddy, and I looked forward to utilizing these new skills. Basically, I watched far too much porn and jerked off while on tour.

"Daddy, I need you."

"Fuck me, please, Little Songbird."

Not sure if it was wise or not but I slid inside him without stopping until his ass met my pelvis. He was on all fours and thanks to the new bunks there was enough height to try out this position.

"Let's slide long ways in the bunk." Somehow we managed to do so without dislodging my cock.

"Daddy, Daddy, Daddy," I chanted, as I slid in and out of him. Fuck, this was the ultimate high. "Does it feel good, Daddy? Having my cock inside you?"

"Jesus, baby, when you talk to me like that…"

"What, what does it do to you?" Where was this dirty talk coming from? Probably the fucking porn I'd binged but hell, when in Rome and all that .

"Makes me want to blow way too soon."

"No worries," I draped myself over his back and nipped his shoulder. "We can go again."

Spasms racked his body. I reached around and gripped his cock to see he'd come but he was still hard. My hips pistoned in tune with the strokes of my hand as I pounded his ass and jerked him off. He moaned, and I thrust in hard, as far as I could go and bit his shoulder, which always seemed to set him off.

"Fuck," he moaned and pressed back against me as he came.

"Daddy, I'm gonna fill you with my come and mark you. You're mine, forever." Again, likely words from some episode but the words just came and fuck it all if they didn't push me over the edge right along with him. "Daddy," I whispered as my dick pulsed inside him. He fell to the bed with me on top of him, only my hand was trapped beneath him. Out of breath and unable to speak, I wiggled my fingers.

"Sorry," he rolled to the side and my cock and hand slid free.

That took the rest of my energy. I was a pile of goo with a come-covered hand. What the hell, give it a try . I brought my hand to my mouth and tasted it. "Not great, horrible texture but maybe."

"Maybe what?"

"I might be able to swallow a load." The things I said tonight not only surprised me, but Daddy, too .

"Not sure what's gotten into you but I'm not gonna deny it was hot as hell."

"Good answer," I turned and kissed him then grabbed the box of tissues I'd nearly used up.

"Hmm, what's been going on in this bunk that you killed a box of tissues already?"

"Research."

He laughed so loud there was no way the rest of the passengers hadn't heard him. "You are too damn cute."

I wiped us up as best I could and put the tissues into the small trash bag I kept for just this reason, then we curled into each other.

As we lay there, enjoying the feel of each other, Daddy traced the leather necklace I hadn't taken off since the day I got it.

"I remember the Christmas the girls gave you this," he said. "They were so proud of themselves."

"They're sweet and basically my little sisters. David's family is my family. This gift meant more to me than any store bought one could. They made it with me in mind." David's twin sisters were the sweetest girls I'd ever known. I loved his family so much.

"I love you, Chase." He pulled me against him and pressed his lips to mine. Fuck, how I missed this. Simple kisses that at times said more than words.

Our tongues intertwined as things heated. Having him within reach, able to touch him again was euphoric. Everything about Daddy turned me on. We ground against each other, our cocks sliding together as our hips moved. Daddy gripped and stroked them as we writhed and moaned, both overly sensitive but not enough to stop. The slight pain was pleasureful and I was horny as hell again.

No idea where our lips landed and there was no way there wouldn't be marks mapping the paths tomorrow, but I couldn't care less. This was what mattered. Imprinting each other and further cementing our bond.

He was me and I was him. Where one ended the other began, an endless, continuous loop of love and flesh, and there was no one else in this world I'd rather share this with than him. He was me and I was him. We were one.

"Come for me, Little Songbird. Show Daddy how much you love him."

I'd learned so much about myself tonight, like that fact that I could come from something as simple as words strung together into naughty phrases.

That and Daddy's hands all over me.

"Ungh." Daddy loosened his grip, and I fucked into his fist. Every time our cock heads brushed a sensation shot through me. "Fuck," I moaned and crashed my lips to his as I toppled over the edge. My tongue dove in, fucking his mouth as my dick slid against his. How could this be equally as erotic as being buried inside him was ?

"Chase," came out in a low breath as his come joined mine.

I reached over and flipped the switch for the fan and let the cool air do its thing.

"I could sleep for a month," Daddy said as I handed him the tissue box.

"Well, we've got a few hours." He tossed the tissues at me. "Love you, Daddy." I was so hot and tired, I had zero energy to move.

"Love you, too."

I lay there for a few minutes and listened to Daddy's light snores as they lulled me into the sense of peace I'd been missing since we hit the road, and I eventually drifted off.

Only to wake the next day to Seltzer's obnoxious voice. "Smells like sex in here."

I rolled over and raked a hand over my face and mumbled, "Fuck me."

"Ha-ha. Good morning, my songbird."

Yay, Daddy was still here. Like he could go anywhere even if he wanted to.

"Morning, Daddy."

Daddy gave me a sweet morning kiss. "Should we dress and face the firing squad?" My stomach rumbled. "That's a firm enough yes for me." Daddy peeked through the curtain. "Door is closed, come on."

Hurriedly we dressed before Seltzer had a chance the fling the door open and reveal our naked asses to whomever lurked on the other side of it. He'd seen mine before, but I wasn't about to let him see my Daddy's. That was my ass for my viewing pleasure only.

#jealous

Another fun, new thing I just learned about myself.

Not that I didn't trust Daddy or my band brothers but…yeah. Mine and all that jazz.

"Well, well, well," Seltzer crossed his arms over his chest. "They hath risen."

I flipped him off and headed for the Keurig. "Coffee?" I asked Daddy.

"Yes, please." He stood behind me with his arms around my waist.

"Breakfast is in the oven," David said. "Jordan is on Rhone's bus working on today's meal plan."

I glanced over at the table and there sat Rhone. "Morning."

"Morning? It's noon. You guys must've had quite the work out." Great, now Rhone was in on it as Seltzer snickered beside him.

I coughed into my hand. "Fuck off. Sorry, something stuck in my throat."

"I bet there is." Fucking Seltzer didn't miss a beat.

David shook his head. "Let it go, man. Not cool and Chase never fucked with either of you. "

Nope, wasn't my style. Plus, I had been so stuck inside my own head I'd missed half of what went on around me.

"Sorry, man, just razzing ya." Seltzer meant well and I knew these guys would throw down for me if the need ever arose. Which I hoped like hell it never did.

But I was beyond happy it was David and Jordan Daddy and I shared a bus with.

Daddy handed me two plates and I loaded them up with breakfast burritos and hash browns before we joined the others at the table.

"What time is soundcheck?" I asked around a mouthful of burrito.

"Not until three," Rhone replied as he loaded up the PS3 and handed Seltzer the other controller. David was glued to his Switch likely feeding his Animal Crossing peeps as he called them.

Sikes came out of the bunk area. Snipe must've still been asleep. How both those burly men fit in one bed I'd never know.

Shit, they shared a bed on the regular.

Lightbulb…

"You okay?" Daddy whispered in my ear.

"Yeah. Ask me again later when we're alone." He side-eyed me. "Private convo not about us."

We ate then finished getting ready just as Jeremiah showed up to escort us inside .

"Is it just me or does every dressing room no matter the venue look the same? Nineteen seventies crushed red velvet porno couch with more come than a high school?" Daddy nearly choked at Seltzer's comment though he was pretty fucking spot on with it.

"You're not wrong, my friend." Rhone stared down at the latest furnishings, shook his head and decided to sit on a plastic chair across the room. Thank fuck they'd brought those in with the folding tables and staged them in our room, likely at Ely's request for meal service. Now that Seltzer pointed our possible previous couch uses, I didn't think I'd be able to sit on another one of them.

Needless to say, the rest of us joined Rhone at the tables until we were called for soundcheck.

Daddy followed me everywhere and I loved it. I finally had my person, and he was interested in not only me, but my life. I mean, who just up and packed a bag and came on the road with you if they weren't working in the same field as Jeremiah and Mickey's men did?

Life on the road was routine. Soundcheck, dinner, show, meet and greets and then bed only to rewind and do it all over again the next day. Mundane to some but exciting for us. Power of presence. I felt power through my stage presence and enjoyed the smiling faces in the crowd staring up at us. And now I had a smiling face behind the scenes waiting to congratulate us for a great show.

What an amazing life I had, and I now got to share it with a plus one.

Another show done and we were on the road headed to Albuquerque, New Mexico and the Isleta Amphitheater. An outdoor show in the desert southwest in summer. Hope there's plenty of water.

When we stepped off the buses in ABQ, there stood Joey and Stoli with their security detail.

"Fuckers, welcome!" Stoli announced and Joey shook his head. Sometimes I wondered if Stoli and Seltzer were related.

"Ignore my husband. We're glad to see you guys." Everyone hugged then it was my turn to introduce my partner to them. A giddy feeling rushed through me as I did.

"Joey, Stoli, this is my boyfriend, Casey."

"Daddy!" Seltzer announced as he passed us by. I wanted to smack the shit out of him.

"Ignore him," Casey said as he shook their hands. "It's nice to meet you both. I've heard a lot about you."

With the intros aside, we left the heat and moved into the air-conditioned dressing rooms. Joey and Stoli wandered off with Chaotic toward theirs .

"Well, at least this one has vinyl furniture." Seltzer glanced around before he plopped down on the couch.

"What makes you think it's not leather?" Rhone asked.

"No, leather wrinkles, like old man balls." How the fuck Seltzer said that with a straight face I would never know but I was inches away from choking the fucker.

"The fuck, man?" I was appalled and the only one of us dating an older man whose balls I was happy to report were nowhere near Seltzer's crass description.

"Sorry, Casey," Seltzer's apology only made it worse.

"Dude, no," David warned, though that usually fell on deaf ears with Seltzer's dumbass.

"What old man balls have you seen?" Rhone asked, David was about to explode with as red as his face was getting.

"I seriously cannot believe this conversation is taking place," David shook his head. "What old man balls have you seen, jackass?" He repeated Rhone's question.

Casey was about to bust a gut laughing and I had no clue how to give CPR if it reached that point.

"Just in movies," Seltzer shrugged. "But you know what I mean. Leather wrinkles and vinyl doesn't. "

He had a point but was dumb as a fucking rock when it came to explaining things in a mature manner. Dude had no fucking filter.

"Here," Daddy handed me a bottle of water. "Hydrate. The heat is no joke."

"Thank you."

He handed out water bottles to the others as well. "Drink up, guys. It's hotter than Hades out there."

Through dinner and when we came off stage, Daddy, Easton, and Jeremiah kept us hydrated. By the time we got off the stage calling us sweaty messes didn't even cover it. Thankfully this show had the meet and greet before the show and downstairs where it had air con. Everyone showered and we all drug our tired asses from the air-conditioned dressing rooms to the air-conditioned buses.

As soon as we hit the road, the familiar sounds lulled us to sleep. We woke up the next afternoon in Tucson, Arizona. It sounded like Embrace would be recording their next album at Derek Masters', the lead singer for Maiden Voyage, home studio. I was pretty excited about that. Crashing at Derek's house versus a hotel would be a nice change. After a round of hellos and Daddy introductions, Shadow grunted and moved off to the side. What was it with these bands' drummers being massive and formidable? Shadow was even larger and grouchier than Diamond was .

From Tucson we played a show in Phoenix and now we were headed back to Vegas where I'd have to leave Casey behind.

After having him with me for these last couple of weeks, I dreaded the Vegas show. Saying goodbye was gonna kill me.