I’ve learned to use a synthesizer. Travis even went as far as to hire a hooker and shove her into my hotel room a few nights into the tour.”
Curtis winced. Sex vedio +++++
Seth
Dealing with the band had been like dealing with a bunch of hormonal twelve-year-old girls. “Holy hell, Curt, put me down!” Seth giggled. “It’ll always scare me shitless, but after getting thrown on stage for a week straight, I lost most of my inhibitions.”
Curtis pulled him into his arms again, holding him tightly as the noises of the little airport swirled and surged around them. “Please what, Curtis?” Seth asked, sounding devious. Seth had always been more comfortable as the punished, the fucked, the dominated, so Curtis almost always took control. Curtis’s voice could make Seth orgasm, even if he was just reading the dictionary. His lips feathered across Seth’s in a gentle kiss, the kind of kiss that speaks of love and endearment and forever, but his big hands reached around and clutched Seth’s ass roughly. Curtis reached toward Seth’s tight black trunks, but his hand was slapped away.
