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Those Lazy-Hazy-Crazy Days Of Summer (Ava+CP)

He knew his request had been an odd one, but it was more of a joke than anything. He helped her roll ontop of him, glancing up as she removed her clothes quite swiftly. When she came back and the kissing remained, how she was sitting was certainly not lost on him. She was gliding against his cock, leaving searing hot trails of arousal in her wake with every slight movement. He groaned, still pent up from before. There was teasing, and there was what she was doing which was flat out torture. He fought everything inside his head telling him to take control and fuck her stupid.

He found himself having to fight his urges. He fought his urge to cum, just like he fought his urge not to hold her down. She was certainly cute the way she had control over her body. It was like she knew how she was making hin feel. He didnt like handing over control to her, but he knew he needed to. Finally he got what he wanted as he saw his member disappear inside of her. His hands had found her hips but didnt stay for long as she moved them herself. Obliging, his thumbs started to play with her nipples, running over them before tracing around her taut peaks.

His hips had started moving a little bit, her pace the biggest torture and these of them all. It was almost like she was trying to bait him to take over, but he wasnt going to give her the satisfaction. A look of sheer determination crossed his face. He wanted to show her he had restraint. If she wanted to torture them both like this, then he would endure it for her. He gave her breasts a little squeeze, but the teasing touches had rendered him mute once again
 
She was surprised at how well he was holding out. By now she was ready to say fuck this torture and get down to the fun stuff. Her hips steadily picked up a pace to the point that her breasts were bouncing hard as she slammed him into the mouth of her womb and then some each time she bottomed out. Sitting up was proving to be too much for her and she laid back on top of him. She wanted to feel him against her and relished that his hip joined in the frey. His lips had been too far away from her for too long so of course she drowned herself in a kiss. She held her upper weight on her elbows as fingers laced themselves through hair and nestled here.

Hips worked in tandem kisses were broken when air had become very precious only for her to pepper kisses along his jawline and then lick at the delectable curve of his neck. He had marked her on more than one occasion and she was eager to do the same to him. He was welcome to let his hands roam where they may. Obviously, his touch was welcomed. When things were kicked into gear that tension mounted more and more until she was unable to stop herself and she sheathed all of him within her confines and found herself unable to moves as she was consumed with an orgasm that made her lose control for a moment.

"F-Fuck..." she shuddered as her sex milked him for all he had if he would break with her. "Benji... baby..." she could never describe just how much she loved him. Words never seemed to be enough and yeah ..." I love you so much..." she whispered to him as her hips refused to stop and slowly went about continuing until he would make her stop if he did.
 
They were completely wrapped in each other's embraces. He let out a moan as her hips picked up steam, plunging his member into her with every bounce. His hips added a little to the friction, causing his hips to crash against hers with each downward thrust. His tongue fought with hers for dominance, as his hands moved from her breasts to her ass, giving her cheeks a little bit of a squeeze as she rode him. Her chest was pressed against his, and he moved his head aside to give her a little better access to his own jawline and neck. His breathing had quickened a little bit, and a well placed slap on her ass told her she was doing a great job. When she stopped, his hips continued to move, fucking her through her orgasm as he normally did nowadays.

It didn't take much longer before he too found euphoria taking over his muscles. He groaned, sliding his member completely inside of her as he came. His toes curled, and he let out a noise. He had been trying to say her name, but somewhere his words got lost. So this was what it was like when she dictated their pace. As he was coming down, he hadn't realized how hard he was gripping her rump, and he let her go. His cock was still inside of her as he looked back towards her, He didn't have words for how he felt, and she was more beautiful now than she had ever been.

"Not as much as I love you." He said through some light kisses. "Baby." He said slowly. "You are so pretty." He said, the words the best the song writer could come up with in that moment. "Don't ever forget that." He said with another kiss.
 
Hearing him groan was like music to her ears. Knowing that he got off to her was the biggest comment that she could ask for. This only proved that no matter how they took one another, they were the only things that the other needed. Hard or soft, the two of them were meant for each other. Leave it to Benji to reply with words that brought a smile to her face. The kisses were so sweet and the afterglow of the moment was enchanting. "I promise, vowing to not forget that he found her pretty. When he said that he loved her is when Gabby for the biggest case of butterflies. The only person whose opinion that she truly cared about was Benji. This was her favorite way to kill time with him. As much as she would have loved to cuddle and relax with him, she did remember that he had a task that needed to be done.

"Are you ready for that shower now? Maybe I'll just stay in bed keep my hands to myself for the time being." Heaven knows that if she got in the shower with him then they wouldn't be able to keep their hands off of one another. "Or are you going to head home and get another set of clothes and shower there? She could always use the time to get changed herself for the get together with the band.
 
It was true, he needed a shower but he didnt want to leave her side. He supposed that he should go though, he had bandmates he needed to appease. Grabbing his shorts, he kissed her before standing up and throwing them on. "I should probably go home." He said, unsure if he had a change of clothes at her house. "I'll be back in a few." He said as he kissed her one last time before he headed down the hall and out the door.

No one was home when he got back, and he showered and changed into a pair of black skinny jeans. Grabbing a band shirt and a jacket, he sprayed on some of his cologne before smelling himself and realizing he smelt like sex. Stepping into the shower, it didnt take him long to freshen up and put his clothes on. He texted Gabby that he was ready and waited for her outside before giving her a hug. "You look amazing." He said, taking her hand and leading her to the bus stop.

As they reached the space they practiced, their drummer's house, his band mates saw them approaching. "Is this what you ditched us for?" A heavy Australian accented man said as he pointed towards Gabby. "I cant say I blame you mate." He said looking her up and down. "Cmon Maurice, that's enough." The third and more level headed member of their band spoke.

"So what's the good news?" Benji asked as he led her towards the garage where all their speakers and amps were hooked up. "Here." He said, handing him a piece of paper. Looking it over, Benji looked up. "What is this?" He asked handing the paper to Gabby. "That, is a show." His lead singer said with a smile. "By invitation only. We are going to be playing for big time execs." He said as Benji's face lit up.

"We have a real shot to get signed if we kill it." He said as he headed towards his mic. "We have our set list. We just need to make sure we kill it." He said with a smile. That was all Benji needed to hear before he made his way to his guitar.

"One, two, one, two, three, four..."
 
The kiss was a sweet parting gesture before he left and went to get ready at his own place. For a minute or two she just lay there and replayed what they had just done in her mind with the goofiest grin on her face. He was so damn perfect. Finally, she yanked her naked ass out of the bed and hopped in the shower just to wash again, and slipped on her black, green, and red plaid pleated skirt , a white spaghetti strapped cami with a white laced bra, her leather jacket, and finished off with her black combat boots. Her phone chimed with a text from Benji and she grabbed the phone and headed out the door with haste.

"You too and..." the girl had no personal boundaries when it came to him as she sniffed him. "You smell very nice." She loved it when he threw on his cologne. The bus ride was simple and sweet as they sat like the couple that they were. They approached walking hand in hand when his band mates started speaking their minds. It was his two loves face to face. As he was asked if she was the reason he blew them off yesterday her matte red lips tugged at a one corner in an unquestionably snide smile. It was almost as if she was saying, 'and?'.

Her smile revealed itself and her guilt when the Aussie gave her a thorough look over and pegged her as a valid reason to have bailed. "I like him." Gabby teased before the other band mate joined in and Benji hopped to what was important. They joined the others into the garage where she openly admired their set up and listened to what was going on before being handed the paper and looking it over. She read it over word for word and as it was explained in detail what it was. Her light lit up just as Benji's had and she had the sudden urge to tell Jiro to go and suck a bag of dicks, because this was Benji's passion.

As the boy's set up she took a seat on a random chair and listened with an unwavering smile on her face. There was no faking her interest in his music and she was excited for the band as a whole, but especially for her boyfriend. Gabby knew, even before they became girlfriend and boyfriend that she would move mountains for him. Time seemed to fly and she found herself wondering if it would be too premature to just enjoy a dinner with the guys. She knew that Benji was not really one for social gatherings, but maybe with the exciting news he would be in a slightly different mood/.
 
The band began to play and it was apparent from the get go that everyone was playing their best, revitalized after the news. They sang all of what they had determined to be their best songs and dicked around with some that had just been written by Benji. They fine tuned details and in a matter of hours, the whole band seemed to be buzzing. This had been the best news this band had ever received and it light a fire underneath the three members. Of course after practice it was time to celebrate and the four went out to the nearest Denny's, a place they knew quite well.

As a matter of fact, the diner was where their band had first started. They had had a random jam session, the three of them and had decided they sounded pretty good. It was as simple as that, but it was enough for the three to form a lasting bond. Before they had decided to write actual songs, the three just recorded their jam sessions. They sounded good at the time, but upon listening to the music back, they realized they needed to be organized and write aimed actual songs.

By the end of the session, the band members were nearly all dripping sweat, a testament of how much they had put into the nights session. They had a few days since the start of the show and they all agreed to practice every day until the big show. After Denny's they all ended up back at the Aussie's apartment to celebrate. Beers and a joint made their way around as the three bandmates seemed to joke around and laugh. The apartment was small, and the seating was limited which meant Gabby spent most of the night in Benji's lap.

The whole time they were there, the aussie was making eyes at Gabby, almost as though he were probing to see how she would respond. There was a lot of beer and a lot of weed
 
It was fun to join the guys at Denny's and it was cool to get to know the guys of Benji's band a little better. It was great that they let her tag along. The food hit the spot and the company was great. It didn't end there as they met up at Maurice's apartment. Gabby held off on the beer but definitely enjoyed a joint with Benji. She shared a kiss and a cloud of smoke with him twice since their arrival. It was clear that she was just as excited for the news as they were. Gabby was aware of the eyes being thrown at her. It was where the two kisses to Benji went as an unspoken sign that she was happily taken.

If there was one thing that she would not fuck up it was her boyfriend's band. Besides, the only dick that she had eyes for was the one she'd known the longest, and no one would ever change that. Women, she would let her eyes wander for, as she had with Harmony, but Benji was the only guy that she would ever think of being with. She wasn't about to let some guy fuck things up for him. Hopefully, Benji wouldn't notice. "I'll be right back, I'm just going to the bathroom. Where is that?" When pointed in the right direction she headed off to a hallway and went in to relieve herself. Hands were washed and she looked in the mirror to fix her hair.

When the door was opened she was greeted with the Aussie leaning against the doorframe and licking his lips as he looked her up and down. "Excuse me..." She rolled her eyes and ducked under his arm to quickly get past him and join the others. It was clear that he had not expected that and it felt like a damn game of cat and mouse. Back into Benji's lap she sat and enjoyed being with him as the weed was doing a damn good job of settling her nerves. She also remembered that her mom was not going to be home tonight so that was going to be a bonus.
 
The get together at Maurices was pretty short, and Benji made plans with the rest of the band do to a little more practicing throughout the week. He said goodbye and walked out hand in hand with Gabby. It was fun to catch up with them, but the news had him absolutely buzzing. It was the best news that he had gotten in awhile regarding their band and his music career. Benji had been oblivious to his band mates advances on her, and he was honesty unsure how hed react. He was already a little unsettled by how she had acted with Harmony, but had moved past it at this point.

Getting off the bus, the two walked back to her apartment. As soon as the door was closed, he had his hands on her hips. His kisses were fast paced and he was more than happy to share his good fortune with her. This was how they spent most of their nights together now and he couldnt be happier for that. Showing a little bit of restraint, he broke the kiss. "Well, what should we do?" He asked, knowing his schedule was about to get much busier
 
The moment they stepped through her apartment door and it was closed, she was pleasantly surprised as she was assaulted with a sweet barrage of kisses. There was a smile that came with it as she knew that it stemmed from his excitement about the great opportunity presented to their band. "You wanna keep up this celebration? Whatever you want, name it." There wasn't much that she would deny him. He had to know just what he could get out of her. It could be a joint and a movie, a hot round with Bad Boy Benji, or a passionate moment just between the two of them. This day had been an interesting one, to say the least.

To their trip to the lake that was interrupted as well as sullied with a rude remark, to the fifty shades of grey bathroom scene, and the badass news about an opportunity for the bad... it was a rush of things. When he wasn't talking she would keep his lips occupied. Regardless of what he chose, she would be down for it. Though she would not be lying is she said that she did not look forward to just falling asleep with him. It had been a busy day and it was probably catching up to her a bit. The joint probably wasn't helping, either.
 
It had been a pretty big day for him. Hell, this had been the best week he had had in quite some time. It rivaled that one Christmas when his parent got him a brand new Nintendo 64 and let him stay up as late as he wanted. Even then, as exciting as that was, his new relationship with Gabby and the band was better. He still had that N64 somewhere, but he had long let Gabby "borrow" the games. He thought for a moment, the steady stream of kisses from her making it a little harder to think. Eventually, he decided it was best they chill out and watch a movie. Taking his shoes off, they made their way into Gabby's room.

Putting on some romantic comedy he was sure Gabby was going to like, he cuddled up with her. His bad boy side had no reason to rear its ugly head. He was in his boxers, as he couldnt relax in his jeans and his shirt had already gained his familiar musk. Still, he was comfortable under the covers, nearly nude with his limbs tangled with hers. As they got started and shared a quick joint, their movie watching soon turned to cuddling and making out. He couldnt keep his lips from hers as he just held her against him.

He could go the rest of his life like this if he was allowed to. Gabby was perfect for him, and he had already brought up getting a car so he could visit her when he wanted. Of course that was a fantasy at this point, with no steady stream of income.
 
The night was awesome. She almost forgot how their day had started and she lay in bed cuddling her boyfriend while watching the movie. Of course, his lips held more precedence than any movie. The joint only solidified the relaxed mood. They wouldn't always be able to have nights like this as her mom would sleep in her own home a few nights a week. They knew that going to his place and definitely a hit or miss, more miss than hit. These were the reasons that she preferred to live in the moment. On more than one occasion she was no longer watching the movie. It was a good thing that she had already seen it before.

"Are you staying the night?" With her mom knowing about their relationship if they could get away with him sleeping in just his boxers in her bed. Her mom was forgiving, but she wasn't stupid. Sleeping in jeans was not comfortable at all. Her mom was off tomorrow, so she might spend all day home, but she never told Benji that he couldn't hang out. Gabby lady in bed with just her panties and that spaghetti strap tank top. Making out with him was so damn nice.

"Maybe I'll stop by your place just to bother you..." It was a tease. His parents seemed to love her, for some odd reason. "Don't forget about me when you guys make it big." It was a genuine request. "You know fame can make a person make questionable decisions and if I have to be that girl outside of your mansion with a boom box on my shoulder, I will Benji." It was a funny scenario to imagine.
 
It was a surreal moment and he couldnt help but feel as though something were ending. They still had months left in summer but his schedule was about to fill up rather quickly. By the time he was free, maybe she would be back at college. Living at home sucked, and he realized how lucky they had been over the past few days. They had had a lot of shenanigans, and Benji was a little unsure about the situation as a whole. There was no guarantee any of them were going to make it. The future was uncertain.

His roommate had told him about the Aussie. She didnt seem too interested, and that was a relief. He wondered about Harmony and how easily she had pushed Gabby. He scooted a little closer to her. His chest was pressed against his chest. His hand found hers as he wrapped his free arm underneath her neck and pushed her onto his back. He took her mouth in a more passionate kiss. He was going to make the most of his time left. He hoped they would have more time before she left, but he was about to be working much harder. Guiding her hand palm down against his thigh, and into his underwear.

Breaking the kiss for one moment, he spoke, his lips brushing hers. At the base of his cock, he planted her hand as he breathed soft breaths against her. It was like he was daring her. "Tell me what you did with Harmony." He said, revealing what he knew. His kisses moved down her jawline. She wasnt quite in a position to barter. Bad boy Benji was dead, but something new had replaced it
 
Relaxing with Benji was her favorite way to kill time and now it proved all the more rewarding. She fed him a satisfying moan in the midst of their kiss. He didn't have to say a word to her. If anyone was watching, their love would be clear as day yet there were so many more emotions, uncertainty, and fear among them. She felt her hand beating maneuvered into his boxer and to the base of his cock where her fingers made themselves at home around the base of his member. When their lips broke and he spoke while she took a moment to catch a breath that she had no realized that she needed.

The topic was an absolute surprise. Why the sudden interest and how did he know? Her mind was jarred and fuzzy between his hit lips peppering her skin in attention. "We played truth or dare. Harmony dared me to take molly... I refused. I dared her to kiss me, and she did." Skipping past the first unnecessary events of daring Harmony to kiss Alex first and going straight to what she was sure he wanted to hear. Her hand stroked him as her cotton thong was getting soaked from his actions. Now that she spoke it out loud she had regrets over having kissed the girl. Why had she done it in the first place? Was she trying to prove that she was cool or did she do it out of genuine physical attraction to her?

Inwardly she did groan. She could see how Benji could take it out on her. She could tell him that no one held a candle to him until pigs actually flew, but actions always spoke louder than words. After storing that late and seemingly useless apology away for later, she continued to follow his orders. "Then she dared me to wear the toy and said that she would talk to you and see how you felt about it." She had no idea why she thought that he would find it sexy in the slightest. She would probably wager that he never even contemplated sex toys before. The regrets just kept coming one after another. Maybe she should have taken the molly, then at least she'd have something else to blame as opposed to her own idiocy.

Benji was doing a fine job of making her thoughts waver. The female mind was a hot mess and she was glad that he could not read her thoughts.
 
She was being obedient, and giving him only the information that he cared about. Had she fluffed up what had happened with nonpertinent details he might have thought about punishing her. He was unsure what that punishment would have looked like, but Benji always seemed to be decent at thinking on his feet. Obedient in itself wasn't a word that he would have picked to use with their relationship a day or two ago, but it certainly did fit in this time. "That's my good girl." He said idly. In truth, he wasn't sure how he felt about the whole situation. He had seen, or rather heard, that she had pushed away the advances of his bandmate. His Australian bandmate, a man who boasted often about his body count. The man who maintained an Instagram page that tracked all of the girls that he had slept with. He didn't have any posts, but the handle was a little less discreet" @MauriceMortuary. It was something they had discussed, and always felt as though it could get them into some kind of trouble in the future, but for now things seemed okay.

She brought up the toy, and while it had been a little interesting to see Gabby squirm, he had was unsure how she honestly felt about it. He certainly wasn't going to make her relive something she didn't like, especially in that situation. By the look on her face, he could almost see the gears in her head beginning to studder a little bit. It was a little satisfying for him, and he took a brief moment to wonder why he loved tormenting his best friend and girlfriend so much. Perhaps he saw it as sweet revenge in some ways. For all the good times they had, they spent a bit of time teasing each other and playing pranks on each other. She always seemed to get the best of him in those exchanges, especially when she would turn his own pranks against him. He remembered when he was going to hit her with a water balloon on the last day, and she had found out about it and had set up a water balloon firing squad for him as he was getting on the bus. He was soaked for the majority of the day, and even when his outer layer had dried, his boxers never did dry off. It was the most uncomfortable day that he had had in a long time.

His lips moved to hover over hers, brushing his lips lightly against hers. His focused breath showing just how close their faces were without touching. His finger lightly traced along the outside of her sex, informing her that it was there, but not quite giving her any satisfaction. Leaning down, his breathing moved to her earlobe. "You are such a dirty little slut." He said, his words spilling out of his mouth in a low whisper. "I love watching you squirm." He said, reaffirming something she likely already knew at this point. "Look how wet you are already." Benji said continuing. "Is that all for me?"
 
This situation had brat and soft dom written all over it. Why one earth did his praise make her so happy? She was acutely aware of just how close he was base on the heat of his breath. The urge to kiss him was there, but something in the electrified air told her to stay put. The truth spilled from his lips and she was not going to deny it. Gabriella was a slut, but she was a slut dedicated to him and him alone. Her body felt as though it was on pins and needles as he teased her tremendously by teasing her sex, by avoiding the most attention-starved parts of it. He was deliciously cruel in a calm manner and there was not an ounce of anger geared towards him. Quite the opposite, she found herself yearning for him all the more. "Y-Yes," it was proving hard to speak as she seemed to focus all of her attention on hanging on his precious words and every micro action he made. never has she felt more helpless than when found in his grasp. The heart raced beneath her bosom, yet her breathing seemed slow and meticulous like she was afraid to miss something.

That hand stroked and tried to convey the desires flowing her body. This was a round that held so much promise. She felt like a bow drawn back tightly and was ready to be released. "Benji, please..." her words were soft and laced with how badly she ached for him. How could he hold back so well? Her body alone spoke volumes as she was soaked with arousal. Evidence of his arousal was literally in the palm of her hand and she wanted to desperately have him use it to make her writhe all the more. It did not even matter where he stuck it, as long as it was within her. "You... are so sexy right now." It was almost painful to feel him holding out on her. "I can hardly think when you're like this." Nipples were taut and appears to threaten the skin-tight tank top that she was still wearing. The delta of her sex was soaked from his teasing and the heat of his hard cock was so damn inviting.

Benji was a drug that she never wanted to be without. Time without him would, no doubt, send her into fits of withdrawals that would give her migraines and dry spells that nothing short of his body could cure. No toy, nor self-love could break her as he did. This was a new discovery to their relationship. They started extreme and it seemed as though there was no turning back. This man was a unique pokemon and she had no idea he had evolved, but she was not upset in the slightest at his new demeanor.
 
Perhaps this new found demeanor was a result of the band finally getting a decent sized break. They would be touring the country soon, and while they were set to meet and share shows with other bands under the label that was sponsoring them, there was a decent chance they could go out and make a name for themselves. Her words and her coos seemed to only fuel his fire, and he didn't relent. Every so often a wayward touch would graze somewhere a bit more sensitive between her nether lips, but it was always muted. His confidence had grown, and he knew he couldn't be the same timid boy that kept to himself within the halls of that damned school. There was something to be said, school wasn't for everyone, and Benji had been looking for his chance to flourish. Gabby was what ultimately drew him out of his shell. Well, Gabby and a decent sized push from his brother. Still, he had so much to owe her. It was dangerous to flirt with the idea that she wouldn't be around in a few months. Hell, it was dangerous to flirt with the idea of a day apart from her. Ever since the last day, they had been with each other.

"I know." He said, his voice ripe with a certain conviction. He was arrogant without hinting at just how arrogant he was. He was condescending, but in an odd sort of way. As she stroked him, his stature and posture remained rock solid. He was enjoying it sure, but he didn't want her to think she was gaining any kind of traction. "You are such a good girl." He said once more, reaffirming what he had said earlier to her. Their relationship was certainly changing and morphing. At the beginning, it was almost like Benji was trying to take his frustrations out on her. Now, good things were finally starting to happen to him, and he felt as though he was able to relax a little bit and enjoy himself a little bit more. His mother always said he had the qualities to be a leader. Benji knew there was a decent chance that this isn't what she meant. "You look so fucking hot when you are so wound up." He said, leaning down to lightly brush his lips against hers. "I'm so proud of you." He said with another kiss.

Pulling away from her, he sat down and leaned against her headboard. His hands hooked the waistband of his boxers before he tossed them aside, revealing her handiwork. His member stood at attention. Reaching down with his hands, he grabbed one of hers, pulling gently to guide her to where he wanted. He was getting kind of sick of this foreplay and he couldn't hold back any more. Still, he figured he had her in a pretty good spot. When she had straddled him, his hands found her ass, pulling her closer to him and showing her what he was ready for.
 
If this was her last day on earth then she would certainly have no regrets. To say that she was wound up was a bit of an understatement, but his attention was too mesmerizing to break away from. His happiness and praise fueled her erotic high. The things this man could get away with were endless when it came to her. The kiss was like the first breath of hair taken after emerging from deep dive; welcomed and much needed. It was ashamed that he moved away from her, but she stayed put and looked up to see him making himself more comfortable at the head of her bed. What was revealed made her mouth water, but she was so happy that he had other plans for the divine fruits of her bearly there labor. Hands continued to rest above her head and when he grabbed ahold, she was in sync from there. Her tank top was tossed aside and any shred of clothing was not welcomed at this moment. Soft fingers of one hand caressed at the impressive length that stood erect between her thighs. He was solid and hot and oh so tantalizing.

The torture had been unbearable already and she did not intend to add to that tightly wound tension. Slowly did she ink inch after inch of that cock into the familiar walls of her sex. Was he always this big? Arms came to rest upon his shoulders and around his neck while his hands were more than welcomed on her ass. Those eyes could not help but admire the sight of him. She thought that she had seen every side of him imaginable and knowing that she was wrong got her excited for their future. Never could she tire of him, but if it was clear that he was more content now than he had been since school ended. This was a Benji she would be happy to see more often. A happy Benji. She felt filled to the brim when bottomed out and he felt amazing, to say the least. A nice pace was picked up and lips parted for some much-needed breath. "Oh Benji..." the moaned words being an unmistakable compliment towards how he made her feel.
 
As she sank herself down on his length, he discarded his own shirt and tossed it into parts unknown. He had always had a slight inkling as to what made her tick, but when they started dating a whole new world and perspective was thrust upon him. He broke character, letting out a loud groan as he watched her gobble his member as she slid down. His hands hungrily grabbed at her ass as she began to ride him. Kissing her, he showed her through his actions just how much he was enjoying this. He knew there would be times this summer when they wouldnt be able to grace each other with their presence. Between everything Ms. B did with her daughter on her days off and now the tour, the walls seemed to be closing in around them. All they could do was live for the moment, and with the town being so small, that would often look something similar to what they were doing at this very moment; enjoying each other inside and out.

"You look so sexy when you fuck yourself on me." He said, continuing to heap the praise through passionate kisses. His own hips began to meet hers as she did her sexy and intimate dance. "I dont want you to ever leave." He said, his act from days before dropped. He was being genuine. Best case scenario for him was to have her travel with them as they toured, but he knew that would never be in the cards. She had her own life, and her mother would never allow it. Besides, his own parents didnt even know hed be leaving for an extended amount of time, and while he was sure it was going to cause some kind of strain on their familial relationship, it wasnt exactly up for debate in his mind. "I love you." He said as he gripped her ass hard, his own orgasm starting to mount. Leaving down, he rested his head in the crook of her neck as he wrapped his arms around the small of her back, holding on for dear life as he came
 
This man was everything to her. In no way could she managed to convey just how much he meant to her. She could give him her heart and soul and it still felt as though it would never be enough. Was this just young love? Would they end up like her own parents when they got older? There was that unforeseen future that one could worry about, but if there was one thing that her mother taught her, it was to live in the here and now. His kisses left her mind cloudy and the sex had her feeling light as air. His words of encouragement were working. It was nice to think that they could be together forever like this. That they could spend every day with one another until she left for college, but that was no longer in the cards. It was wonderful that he was making strides with the band, and it would come with some sacrifices, but she was more than happy to support him. "I love you too, baby..."

His hands grabbing her ass kept her close and she could feel the tension mounting. Lips parted for pants and moans. Right on cue, she broke just like he had. They were joined as close as possible and the bliss was sweet and quiet. "Benji, I can not tell you just how much I love you and how happy I am for you." It was a moment that she would love to relive forever. It was a wonderful way to end the day and she would have loved to have ended it sleeping in his arms. Unfortunately, her mom was due back tomorrow, but she was not entirely sure if it would be in the morning or later. Though is she had to guess, she would say late morning or later since her aunt and mom had a tendency to drink like their lives depended on it and would karaoke all night long. At times she often asked her Uncle how he put up with those two and he would always say that it was far more entertaining for him than one might think. "Are you sleeping over?"
 
Day after day of summer went by, and the two hung out less and less. Everytime they did, they spent most of their time in each others arms. They got a little daring at times, Benji fingering her under a blanket just a little ways from her mother during a drive in movie. As practice for the gig started to intensify, they hung out even less still.

It was the day before their first gig. They were given the VIP treatment, and he held hands and dragged Gabby along wherever he went. Every now and then, he would sneak a kiss. Almost as a reminder this was real. Finally, the band was left alone in their back dressing room. Benji was literally shaking, nervousness shining through. Sitting on the couch he pulled her into his lap, wrapping his body around her and clinging to her like she was some living teddy bear that gave him comfort.
 
It was a trial in their relationship, to say the least. Benji never left any doubt in her mind that he was still very much into her and she tried her hardest not to smother him in affection, but the blow jobs were plentiful. When the time was a crunch, which it often was, she would love to get him wreathing in the best possible way. Their time together dwindled as his practice sessions got more intense. It was nice to see Benji immersed in what he loved to do and she could always be seen smiling. To say that she was his number one fan would have been the biggest understatement of the century. When she was not spending time with her mom and when Benji was busy it was odd having to find ways to spend her time. Usually, she would just play video games or go haywire in the kitchen cooking.

On D-Day the air seemed electrified as she was excited and nervous for the band. This was the chance! Being by his side today meant more than she cared to admit, but his face was priceless. When they got to the dressing room, her hand still remained in his and she found herself being guided to a sofa where she was pulled into his lap. The butterflies were as clear as day. Gabby couldn't blame him or the other guys for any bouts of nervousness. "You guys have worked so hard for this. You know you've got this." If she loved their music, she could not see why others would not. "Show them what they've got to look forward to." Gabby kept telling herself that this was going to go well. That it had to go well. It was hard to imagine the outcome of tonight, but she could only guess that it would be triumphant.

Tonight she had pulled her hair back into a ponytail and wore a black loose crop top and a pleated black and green skirt with black knee-high black boots. She looked every bit a groupie and it was unquestionable as to who she belonged to. "You ready Benji?" she asked in a soft whisper meant only for his ears.
 
For a relationship that hadn't been a thing during school, and was relatively young, they were handling things quite well. The last few months had been trying to say the least. Benji had inadvertently blown her off a few times when he passed out right after practice. For the first time since his first day of high school, Benji was hopeful for the future. He couldn't wait to get things going. He knew it would be his big break, and while she was trying to talk him down the rest of the band sat in silence. The same emotions flowing through each of them as they did through Benji. The only difference was, they hid it a little better and they didn't have someone like Gabby to tyand make them feel better.

He didn't answer her, his throat seemingly closing and preventing him from speaking. They had done shows before, but none of their previous shows had been to this magnitude. One of the assistants working the show entered. He was a larger, more gruff man. "Alright guys, we got sound checks in a few minutes here, and then we are good to go for tomorrow." He said with a thumbs up before leaving. The other two band members stood up. Maurice glanced towards Gabby and Benji, the two had been inseperable since they had started dating, and he wondered how they were going to make it while Benji was on tour. "She should probably stay in here for the checks." The Aussie said as he motioned for the other band mate to follow him. He was still a little pissed that she had spurned him, but he did his best not to show it.

Begrudgingly, Benji let go of her waist before helping her to her feet and standing up. Nodding, he followed his band out of the door and towards the stage. The soundcheck itself didn't last too long, and before long they were back. "Alright. This is it guys." Maurice said, in an impromptu band meeting. "Get some sleep tonight." He said, the comment more directed at Benji and Cain, the Aussie. "Meet here early for last minute things. We got this." He said before the group broke. Benji and Gabby left. The bus ride back to their apartment building was quite silent. Benji locked in his own head about everything that was going on.

They were alone again, and while the big day was tomorrow, Benji still couldn't shake the nauseous feeling that persisted in his gut. He stood at the entrance to their building for a few minutes before he led her over to a bench that they knew quite well. They had met at the bench and hung out outside for a long while before Gabby had invited him into her apartment. They had been kids when they would run around outside, but the night air felt good on his face. Sitting down, he shook his head. He knew her mom was home, he could see the lights on in her apartment. "I don't want you to leave me yet." He said to her finally, as he looked up at her. "I don't think I'm ready..." He said, his mind casting doubt.
 
Gabby knew that she could not even think of a situation that would come close to resembling how Benji felt at the moment. When she thought back on it she was never really in the spotlight like this. Sure, she got good grades, but it wasn't something that trusted her in the limelight. The room was easy enough to read with the piercing silence shared among the boys. All she could do was silently admire her boyfriend. There was no doubt in her mind, but she had seen him overcome as many obstacles as he had succumbed to, but this was one she knew he had the drive to plow through. If anyone deserved this it was her beloved Benji. A big man walking into the room to announce the soundcheck startled her a bit. His bandmates got up and Benji had not yet let her go.

Gabby cracked half a smile as the familiar accent spoke its mind. Maybe she was just over-reading things, but she felt like the Aussie had been a tad salty since she ducked his advances that one evening. When it came to the soundcheck she stayed in the room and simply browsed her phone, but could not help but succumb to a few thoughts. Weighing the pros and cons of tomorrow night's success upon their relationship. The sound of them coming back brought her mind back to reality as she listened to Maurice before they all parted ways for the night. On the bus ride, she rest her head upon Benji's shoulder while her hand remained in his the entire time.

He seemed to be in his thoughts and she wasn't going to pry as she honestly had no idea what he was thinking and no idea what to say to him. When they arrived at their apartments the delay in front was mutual. gabby knew that her mom was home as she had noted the lights being on in her apartment the moment they got close enough. The decision to sit on the bench was welcomed as it would give her more time with her boyfriend. Ever the attentive one, she noted as Benji shook his head and she listened to what he was saying.

"Is it safe to assume that you don't mean just for tonight?" When she spoke her eyes looked at their conjoined hands while wishing that they could stay together. It was clear that they wanted to stay together, but she had run through every scenario possible to see if it was possible and she could never find an easy way. Her first two years of college would be taking prerequisite classes, English, Algebra, Physics, and things of that nature, and those could actually be taken online, but there was no way that she could successfully get her studies done while on tour with Benji. What would be the point of staying home and doing her classes if Benji was not going to be there?

A kiss was pressed to his cheek. "You know that I will always love you, right Benji? You're going to be busy on the road and..." It was clear that she was trying to convince him that he could do this, but how could she say that when she could not even take her own words to heart. A short sigh of defeat sounded and she held onto his hand even tighter, like she too did not want him to go. The night did feel nice. "You need some sleep. You have a big day tomorrow," she was always thinking about Benji. "I highly doubt we would ever be ready to be separated from one another, but it does make it easier knowing that you will be busy pursuing your dream. I just wish that I could be with you while you do so." It was getting late and the moths could be seen dancing around the street lamps while the occasional vehicle drove by. "Come... let's get you in a bed first and I ill head to my own place," speaking of getting him to his parents place first rather than taking her to her place first.
 
In more ways than one, Benji couldn't grasp the opportunity ahead of him. Opportunities like this came once in a lifetime. It was his dream, ever since he had received his first guitar on Christmas Day from his grandpa. He loved that guitar, and often carried the old, weathered, and well used acoustic guitar. He had gotten his first girlfriend by playing his guitar whenever he decided he'd show up at a party, and he lost his virginity that night. Whenever he had free time, he was playing that guitar, and then it broke. He was heartbroken, like a piece of him died along with that guitar. He remembered the make, and the model, but he'd never buy another one.

The crickets began their chirp as they sat. Her question met with uncertainty. He had no idea what to say to her. He knew she understoood, but he wasn't ready for the first step into the rest of his life. He stood when she prompted him, listening to her words, he nodded before allowing her to lead him to his parent's apartment. The third floor came by rather quickly, and again he stood outside the apartment. His hands were sweaty from holding hers, but he dare not let go of her. His mind, still swimming, and still unwilling to let her go.

His heart pounded in his chest as he stood in the hallway holding her hand. As much as he tried, he couldn't let her go. He wasn't sure if his parents were even around, spending so little time at his house lately. He always had something going on, even wearing his clothes for weeks at a time. Of course, he had left quite the collection of clothes at Gabby's just in case his stench got really bad. It had come in handy quite a few times. Tears brimmed at his eyes. He knew he'd see her tomorrow, or maybe she'd have to leave to college before his show. Either way, he knew tomorrow was going to mostly be a blur.

Slowly, his hand let go of hers, and he drifted into his apartment before slowly closing the door behind him. He knew what she was saying was correct. He knew that he needed to get some sleep and try to rest before his day tomorrow. He had been told, when things start moving, they start moving quickly. Executives and agents don't want to wait to make their money, so if they got chosen the chances they'd be loading onto a bus and starting a long tour was very real for that very night. It wasn't the glamourous lifestyle they were hoping for, but they had to work up to that point.

The door latched, and he stood against his front door, half wanting to check the eyepiece to see if she was still standing there. The whole apartment was dark. When he finally took a step towards his own room, he noticed his parent's door was closed. He had no idea where they were. His brother didn't seem to be in their shared room either. Sitting down on his bed, his head buzzed with thoughts and ideas he couldn't keep track of. As he changed and lay down in his bed, he stared at the ceiling. He was tired, that much he could tell, but he was wide awake.

Grabbing his phone from his nightstand, he pulled open his conversation with Gabby.

"I can't sleep."

Send.

"I can't sleep."

Send.

"I can't sleep "

Send

"Is your mom still awake?"

Send
 
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