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Feeling that Way	By : KayleighSiobhan Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Journey Views: 5125 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not know any of the members of Journey. This story is completely a work of fiction. There is no truth to it. I make NO money from this story.

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A couple hours later the two men had unpacked and showered. They were now finishing supper in the living room. The evening had become cool enough for them to decide to have their meal on the floor in front of the fire.The front room of the house was cozy with plush furniture, a couch big enough for sleeping on and a huge picture window giving a great view of the ocean. Outside the full moon and stars shine brightly in the night sky.
Steven leaned against the back of the couch finishing a glass of red wine. His cat Misty was curled up against his leg and Greg had to laugh. “ I think that cat is jealous of me. Is she going to take up my half of the bed. “
As if knowing she was being talked about, the smoke blue cat opened her eyes and yawned. Steve scratched her head and said “I think there is room for the three of us in that king size bed upstairs.” Steve smiled impishly at Greg, and stretched out on blankets they had place in front of the couch. “ Hang on” Greg said as he long enough to put a pillow behind Steve’s head before laying down next to him. He stroked Steve’s long hair gently and looking into his eyes, said “ You are so gorgeous. He positioned himself so that Steve was underneath him. He realized Steve was trembling a bit and he asked “ Cold. “ When Steve shook his head no, Greg kissed him then spoke again “ Are you scared. I promise I will be as gentle as I can be..” It’s alright Greg.. I know for a while it will be uncomfortable… but I want to be with you… and be your lover in every way possible. Greg kissed him again, this time more passionately. Steve opened his mouth to allow his lover’s tongue inside, exploring. Steven was so slender, almost fragile, and Greg was always conscious of this when he held him. He heard Steve gasp as he ran his hand down over his chest, stomach, then gently parted his legs. Greg’s fingers lingered there wondering for the million time how Steven managed to pour himself into the tight pants he always wore. He stroked him through the denim and Steve let out a soft whimper. He started to draw his hand away thinking he may be moving too fast when Steve suddenly pushed his crotch against his hand. “Shhh little one, we have plenty of time… no rush….” Greg leaned back over his lover and this time Steve kissed him. I love you, Steve whispered, I love you so much. Steve’s mind was flooded with a strange mix of excitement and anxiety. He felt a heat in his own body as Greg’s errection was pushing against his thigh. “Make love to me now, Greg… I am ready.” Greg pulled his own shirt off then slowly began removing Steve’s clothes. Now his fingers were trembling as he touched the red silk shirt and he realized that this was the same outfit Steve was wearing the faithful day he walked into the first band rehearsal. The day they first touched and Greg knew his life was about to change forever. Knotted at the waist leaving Steve’s flat stomach exposed about his white jeans. Greg had to stop for a minute and catch his breath. Then he said “ When I first seen you, this was the outfit you had on. And even though I was jealous of this brilliant young singer that I was going to loose my job to….. I still thought you were the most beautiful creature I had ever saw. He untied the knot and pulled Steve’s shirt open, before drawing Steve into a tight embrace. “ I will love you forever, my precious angel.”

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Sitting in a dimly lit room, a large man sat staring at the back of an album cover. Of the young band members, most of the group did not interest him much BUT the sweet, soft looking singer filled his mind every waking minute. He laughed as he ran his fingers across two photo Steve autographed for him several weeks ago. He couldn’t believe that he had been so close to the man he was going to soon make his lover. He had actually shook Steve’s hand and stared directly in his gorgeous almond shaped dark eyes. He had to stop himself from imagining Steve nude, with his long silky black hair flowing over his bare skin, while he grasped his hand. Otherwise his swollen dick would give him away by jumping out of his pants in front of the singer.

Soon Steve would be his. He would have Steve alone, and strip him naked before exploring every inch of his body, learning every secret. His dick was immensely hard as he imagined Steve lying helpless unable to resist as the he would feel the mans breath then lips and tongue between his legs. He wondered if Steve would cry and plead with him not to do it

The man sighed. He needed to be near his love. It was time to be on his way. He slid the two photos into his brief case and shoved his car keys into his pocket. Locking the door to his office, he smiled as he thought about the reunion with Steve that would soon take place. He was still smiling as an hour later, he was driving along the dusky highway, smelling the ocean breeze.

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Steve felt Greg’s skin against his, his lips sliding down his neck, and down his chest to the soft skin on his stomach. He fumbled around finding the button on Greg’s pants. He opened them and managed to pull the zipper down. Greg was panting hard in his ear when suddenly Steve heard a different sound. Footsteps, a heavy tread outside the door. A flood of panic filled Steve and he said “ Greg, Greg listen someone is outside. Oh my God no one was supposed to know we are here. “
“Wait a minute baby, calm down, Greg stood up quickly closing up his jeans” “ Go in the kitchen a minute, I am going to check on this. “
Steve stood up quickly pulling his shirt around him. He walked into the kitchen. Misty jumped off her lounging spot on the couch , to follow her owner into the kitchen, hoping for food. As Greg went to look out the window suddenly there was a knock on the door. He pulled the curtain back and seen well built man in his 60’s. He had that distinct air of having being in the military. On a leash was a friendly looking yellow labaradour retreiver. He said “ I did not mean to disturb you… Aaron said he had some friends staying over for a while and he asked me to leave you my name and number in case you needed anything. You don’t have to open the door" the man continue." Aaron said you would want your privacy. My name’s Patrick O’ Reily, I live a couple miles down the beach, but we all look out for each other here. I will leave my information on the porch here, and you can pick it up later. You folks have a good night. “ He turned and walked off the porch. Greg watched him till his disappeared down the road, before dropping the curtain and going to check on Steven.
Greg found him trembling, sitting a kitchen chair, holding Misty. He looked up at Greg with tears in his eyes. “Oh Steve”, Greg said and pulled him close. “It is alright !” It was just a friend of Aaron's. He asked the guy to check if we need anything “ Steve pressed tightly against Greg and said “ I am sorry, I just got scared .” Greg cuddled him and comforted him as best as possible. “ Then he said “ Let’s get some sleep.” Steve asked “ Can we sleep in the living room.? Greg felt sad, but he said "Sure baby I will get some extra bedding. He relucatantly let go of Steve and went upstairs. He knew what was happening. Steve wanted to be close to the door in case he needed to escape. He did not want to risk being trapped if the stalker go in the house.
Greg was soon back in the living room, making up a bed on the floor. The fire was almost out and he went around and checked the doors and the windows. He wanted Steve to feel safe. He then said to Steve, “ Come here, just lay down with me.” The fire was almost out and the room was getting quite cool. The two men snuggled close under sheets and a comforter. Misty curled up in a ball on a cushion. Steve soon felt safe in Greg’s tight embrace, but he said “ I am sorry I spoiled the mood getting scared. “ Don’t worry ,“ Greg whispered, we have plenty of time to finished. Now rest.” Steve feeling a lot calmer now, drifted off to sleep. But the visitor had unnerved Greg as well and he lay awake for a long time, listening.
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