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One night for a lifetime	By : KayleighSiobhan Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Journey Views: 1645 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not know any members of Journey past or present. This story is totally a work of fiction only taking place in my imagination. No money is being made from this story.

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Steve sat staring out of his bedroom window. He held his cell phone in his hand debating whether he had the strength to make the phone call to Neal. The arrival of the letter had not only shocked him. It had opened up old wounds that were not as well healed as Steve thought they were.
He thought it was rather ironic that Neal asked him if he remembered the night he had let the guitarist make love to him. He remembered it well. The passion, the love, the feeling of security as he had slept resting his head on Neal’s chest. Despite the numerous women (and men) who wanted to sleep with Steve, the singer had spent a lot of lonely nights over the years. So many times when they were on tour, Steve laid in his empty bed, dreaming of having Neal beside him. But he never thought of asking for that. At this point in time Steve figured Neal had just forgotten all about him. But the letter showed this was not the case.
Steve sighed and got up to look in the mirror. He knew he still had fanatical fans who thought he looked good at his age. But that was just fantasy and obsession as far as he was concerned. Would Neal still find him attractive, after all he had been with Steve when he was in his 30’s still relatively young. In fact during the ROR tour Steve was in the most fantastic shape of his life. He had grown from a skinny kid that was often mistaken for a girl... to a well built handsome man with long beautiful feathered hair and an amazing ability to fill out a pair of tight jeans.
Steve smiled at the idea that Neal thought the singer didn’t know he was attracted to him. Steve had realized that quite early in the Infinity tour. Neal had walked into the dressing room when Steve was changing his clothes. Steve was generally a modest person, downright shy even. But the close proximity with the guys during the tour made him pretty comfortable with them. That day however he caught Neal staring at him, with the same look of overwhelming desire that the groupies looked at him with. Steve knew he appealed to both sexes because he was frequently propositioned by men as well as women. But Neal was like a starving dog looking at a piece of meat. He could actually see Neal’s pants get visibly tighter. And in turn he could feel his own body respond to thought of Neal taking him unceremoniously on the dressing room floor. And maybe that would have happened if Greg had not walked in at that moment, breaking the spell.
Steve couldn’t help but fantasize about what it would have been like if he could have made a relationship with Neal work. All the heartbreak involved with the women who had cheated on him, dumped him, or used him to fulfill some groupie sex fantasy could have been avoided. But that was all in the past. Neal may not want have a wanted a relationship back then and he may not want one now. But Neal had told Steve the truth about how he felt. The singer felt like he owed him the same courtesy.
Taking a deep breath to calm his nerves, Steve took a deep breath and dialed the cell phone number Neal had included on his letter.
Neal heard his phone buzzing across the rehearsal room. He sighed and pulled his guitar off his neck. It had been a rough day. He was tired. His nerves had been a wreck since the night he had forced himself on Arnel. The tiny vocalist was skittish around him now, and never would be alone with him. Other members of the band had noticed and wanted to know what was going on. Neal could not tell them and Arnel certainly was not going to let the truth out. They were both trying to avoid the issue. Neal was afraid the band was going to fall apart soon. If he did it would be his fault again. He had blown it with Steve and now he was screwing things up with Arnel. Literally screwing things up. “Grab that for me for me will you Jon. “ he said hoping the damn call would not go go to voice mail before someone could get to it.
Jon snatched it up and said “Hello” rather harshly.
On the other end of the line, Steve froze. He instantly recognized Cain’s voice, and it brought a wave of pain through his body. The last time he had talked on the phone to Jon was the infamous call the keyboardist had made to fire him. Steve couldn’t speak and it and it took him a few seconds of confused thought before he hit the end call button on his own cell. He put the cell back down and decided to lay on the bed for a few minutes. He needed to regain his composure. Maybe Neal was just playing an elaborate and sick joke on Steve. Maybe he didn’t want to see him or be with him at all. “No”., Steve said to himself, “Neal wouldn’t do that. For all the arguments, hurt feelings, and anger over the years, even Neal wouldn’t do something that cruel. “
Jon tossed the phone back onto the table. “They hung up”. Neal sighed again. Every time the phone rang, he hoped and prayed it was Steve. He wasn’t sure if Steve had even gotten the letter. He had mailed it but he had no idea if maybe it had not been received or if maybe it was just simply not going to be answered. He said “ I think I will just keep the phone on me. He walked over to where the phone was, picking it up and glancing at the number the last call had came from. It was listed as unknown, so it was not anyone who was in Neal’s call list. Maybe it was Steve finally. Feeling hope for the first time in a quite a while he clipped the phone on his belt.
It took about two hours before Steve got up the nerve to dial the phone again. This time he had a little short conversation with his mother before placing the call. He found it comforting and he really did believe that his mother could still hear him. Even if she could not communicate verbally, Steve felt she was still near in some way. He decided this time he was going to ask for Neal regardless of who answered the phone.
Fortunately he did not have too. By time the cell rang again Neal was walking down the hall to his hotel room. He was alone and he eagerly snatched the phone out of it’s clip, almost dropping it in the process. “ The screen said unknown caller again, and Neal said eagerly “ Steve”. He realized how foolish he would sound if it was not Steve, but he didn’t care at this point. Neal stood silently listening then relief flooded through him when his former bandmate spoke. Steve’s voice was soft and at that point he almost sounded like that shy 28 year old kid they had hired in the band in the 30 plus years ago.
“Neal, ……I got your letter. I really would like to see you… if you want to.” Neal had gotten to his room, and was fumbling with the key card. He finally managed to get the door open and he sank into a chair before answering. “ I do Steve so much. Can we meet some where ? Steve told him "I want it to be private…. I can’t go anywhere without some obsessed fan popping out of the bushes with a camera or a cell phone to take photos. You would think at this point people would have forgotten me. “ Neal had to smile at that “You are pretty unforgettable Steve. The teasing sound in his voice made Steve feel warm all over. In fact in context of the letter it made Steve blush a little. Maybe we could rent a hotel room. .. Neal started “ Damn, Neal I ain’t a groupie. You sure know how to move fast. “ Steve laughed. Now it was Neal’s turn to blush. “ I didn’t mean that way… I meant maybe we could rent a suite, get room service, talk, catch up. “ “And then have breakfast in bed the next morning. “ Steve teased him. Why don’t you come visit me, at my house. I can cook dinner and we can talk about what ever you want to. Just let me know when you are free. “ I have tomorrow and the next day off.” Neal said, probably too eagerly. He could almost hear Steve smiling through the phone. “ Well pack a bag and I will see you tomorrow afternoon. “ Steve said. “ Is Italian alright ?” “Perfect” Neal said, I will bring the wine.” After saying goodbye, Neal hung up feeling more alive then he had in years.

The next day Steve spent most of his time getting ready for Neal’s visit. He had the guest room and his bedroom ready. He passed the long afternoon making preparations for the meal. Steve had always loved cooking and since he had essentially retired from the music world it was a skill he had perfected.
He dug through his clothes and decided to wear one on of his black suits. He hoped it wasn’t too much. It wasn’t like it was a date--- was it. Damn he was nervous. Except for the WOF ceremony he hadn’t even seen Neal in years. Calm down he admonished himself, Neal contacted you remember. He tried to settle the butterflies in his stomach as he looked in the mirror. He always got compliments on this suit. He had brushed his hair, which was currently dark,almost black, till it shown. He had decided to let it grow again a few years back and now it hung below his shoulders, still glossy and thick enough to send most men his age into fits of jealousy. Lastly, as he did for any special or meaningful occasion, he hooked the eighth note necklace is mother had given almost fifty years ago around his neck. His mother knew Steve loved Neal and would give her blessing on their union as long as her son was happy.
By the time Neal’s car had pulled into the driveway, Steve actually had the table set and had slipped the dish of the pasta into the oven. The door bell rang, and taking a deep breath Steve opened the door.
Neal smiled at his old band mate, feeling completely overwhelmed at seeing him. Steve looked fantastic. He knew the singer well enough to know that he had not had any work done. Steve was just naturally gorgeous like always. Not knowing how to start Neal simply said “Hi”, Steve didn’t answer, he simply reached out to embrace him. Neal eagerly rushed into his arms, hugging him so tightly he almost lifted Steve off his feet. “God I have missed you, he whispered in Steve’s ear. Neal pulled back a minute and looking into the beautiful hazel eyes he started into all those nights on stage. He couldn’t speak and then suddenly Steve was close to him and passionately kissing him on the mouth. Neal responded in kind and when they separated a few moments later they were both breathless. Neal said “ Who is moving fast now ? “ Steve giggled and said “ Let me give you a tour of the house and show you where to put your bags.
About 45 minutes later, Steve had finished showing Neal around the place. Steve was looking out the window at the now dark sky. The room had grown a bit chilly and Neal feeling rather bold went up behind Steve and slipped his arms around him. He ran his hand along the Steve’s side and down across where his slacks hid the tell tale scar from the surgery. “ How is your hip ? “ he asked gently. Steve smiled, “ It’s fine, it’s artificial. He then felt Neal hand slide around his front, over his fly. Steve drew in a deep breath but did not pull away when Neal’s hand came to rest on this crotch. “ That is not my hip, “ Steve whispered, “ And it is not artificial and it is fine also.” The oven timer went off and Steve said “ Dinner’s ready” The two broke contact and went into the dining room.

Neal was amazed at how good a cook Steve was. Everything was delicious. When questioned Steve said “Well I have quite a bit of time on my hands. I am here by myself and I don’t employee anyone to cook, so I have had lots of practice. Neal seen a opening and asked “ You are not seeing anyone now ? “ Steve eyes were sad when he said “ No, I have not had a steady relationship for a long time now but… His voice was a bit sly when he looked at Neal and continued, “ I am hoping that is going to change now.” Neal looked surprised for a moment and Steve was afraid that he had overstepped his bounds. He said “If you don’t think about me like that… I didn’t mean to pressure you…. I just missed you so much…. Steve’s speech was interrupted when Neal got up from the table. He went over to his former singer, leaned over and kissed him. Steve responded in kind
and when the two separated they were both breathless. Neal whispered “ I wouldn’t have asked about who you were dating if I wasn’t hoping you were unattached. Why don’t we finish eating so I can show you what I think about you. He then looked down into Steve’s beautiful eyes and said “ I am so sorry how things ended up with the band. I regret it every day and I have missed you every day. Steve shook his head, “Neal it is alright, I loved my time with Journey. But we both wound up where we were meant to be."

The two finished the meal and Neal helped Steve get the dishes together and in the dish washer. Steve checked his alarm system and Neal asked him “ Any worries about being woke up in the morning, maids, gardners, or anything ? Steve laughed “ My maid comes in two days a week to do the heavy cleaning. You know I have the bone disease so I still have some very painful days, where I can’t stand or move around easy. But I try I take care of myself here, I like my privacy. But either way there are no worries for us, she has already been here this week. And so has the gardner. The only thing might wake us in the morning are my two cats. They are hiding right now because they don’t like strangers.” But hopefully,” Steve sounded like a young man and very shy again,” you won’t be a stranger to them for long. “

A few minutes later the two were in Steve’s bedroom. Neal had to smile. The walls were a soft cream but the curtains, and the bedding were an intense cobalt blue. “The dark blue is cool and soothing, helps me to sleep, “ Steve answered as if reading his thoughts. The two held each other close for a few minutes before Steve spoke again.
“You already told me everything in the letter. Now show me. He took Neal’s hand and led him to the bed.

It only took a few minutes for Neal to remove most of Steve’s clothing and his own. Steve was giving him perfect trust, allowing him to take the lead in their love making.
Neal was slow and gentle, just enjoying exploring Steve’s body for the first time in over 20 years. Steve was in excellent shape, still fit and trim. But then Steve had always taken care of him self, not indulging in the excesses the other band members did.At one point he said to Steve "You're so beautiful" He ran his hand down over the scar on Steve’s hip, fascinated by it like every thing else on his lover’s body. “ It doesn’t hurt me Neal” Steve told him as if again able to know exactly what was in the guitarist’s mind.
Neither one of them were kids anymore, so they took their time getting to know each other again. It was worth the extra effort it took to get them both aroused. Not that Steve wasn’t still passionate though. He responded both with his own body’s reaction and his eager touches that sent Neal to heaven. When Steve felt Neal move down the bed, spreading his legs, he guided him till he felt himself in Neal’s mouth. Neal lubricated fingers were inside of him then stretching him, preparing him. Suddenly Neal finger pressed gently against his prostate making him moan. The sensation caused him to thrust in Neal’s mouth uncontrollably, Steve twisting his fingers tight in Neal’s curly hair. He tried to warn Neal but he couldn’t get the words out as he gasp, feeling his body release itself in the guitarist’s mouth. Neal loved it though, enjoying everything about Steve’s dick tasted, just like he had all those years ago. Steve was exhausted but happy and relaxed when Neal leaned over him. He looked down at Steve, searching the hazel eyes for any sign of reluctance or fear. He seen none and he said “ I know what I am doing now, I won’t hurt you like I did the last time.” Steve said “ I know” , before positioning himself to allow Neal to enter him, “ I love you. “ Steve closed his eyes and let his body relax as he felt the tip of Neal’s errection slip slowly into the tight opening.
When he was fully inside Steve, Neal had to struggle to control himself. Being joined with Steve made him feel like he was a teenager again, learning about lovemaking for the first time. He was excited and overcome with desire but along with it was another feeling. One of completeness, like his life had come full circle back to where he had belong all along. He felt himself come and then he slowly pulled out, Both men were spent at that point and Steve pushed himself close against Neal. He held the singer in his arms and stroked his hair, softly kissing him and assuring him of his love and devotion. Suddenly he realized Steve was crying and he was afraid he had caused him a lot of pain again. “ What is wrong baby ?, I was really careful this time.” “ No,” Steve told him, “ I am crying because I am so happy. In fact the only thing I am sad about is thinking about what we have been missing all these years. “ He smiled up at Neal to reassure him then said “ Let’s sleep now, I want to sleep in your arms. I love you Neal. “ He closed his eyes and his breathing soon indicated he had fallen into a deep slumber. Shortly afterwards Neal joined him.
The next morning Neal opened his eyes as the dim light crept into the room. Steve was still in his arms. Stretched out at the foot of the bed were Steve’s two cats who had obviously joined them at some point during the night. Neal had been afraid the last evening had been a dream but it was for real. His dream had come true. Now he was going to spend the rest of his life with Steve making up for lost time. Neal had the love of his life with him and he was never going to let him slip away again.
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