Our first world tour was over and although it had been stressful and exhausting at times, I can honestly say that it was also the best days of our lives. The first dates in the US had gone really well and we were starting to really crack that market. Mainly because journalists in Europe were constantly referring to us as the band that could become as big as U2. It didn't necessarily have anything to do with our music, even though there were many similarities, it had more to do with the fact that we were from Dublin like they were, and because Bono loved us. He spoke so highly of us in the media that people who probably wouldn't have paid attention to us did. He was sort of like a godfather and he was definitely giving us great publicity.
By the time the tour ended, we had sold over fifteen million copies of our second album. We had become extremely popular. Everyone wanted a piece of us. Fans and paparazzi were always camping outside our place, there were never a huge amount of people, but whenever we would leave our place, there would always be a few fans waiting outside and a couple of reporters around the corner, ready to snap a few pictures. We couldn't wait for them to move on to someone else. We'd figured they would eventually get bored of taking the same pictures of five guys looking annoyed in a hooded top every time we stepped outside, but so far, they hadn't.
We were living in London's Notting Hill. We had grabbed an opportunity to buy a whole building. We had often told Tom our manager that we wanted to live together, far from thinking that it could become a reality. We all really wanted to keep living close to each other, in a way it was a continuation of our childhood, to all continue to live next door.
One day Tom talked to us about a new real estate project one of his acquaintances had told him about. An old warehouse was being turned into seven apartments. As soon as we visited the place and saw what they were doing with it, we knew it would soon become U-N-I's headquarters. It was perfect for us, definitely an opportunity not to be missed. The apartments were huge and we could design them to fit our style, but what really finished to convince us was how well-secured the building was. We could come in and out without having to worry about fans or reporters stopping us at the front door. We had a nice outside space too and three empty apartments that we could do whatever we wanted with. The smallest ones would become a recording studio for sure, probably a gym and a game room too and then we all agreed that there'd be one for Rachel.
Jordan and I managed to convince her to move in with us because she wanted to go to an art school in London. She had always been very artistic and loved to draw, paint and create. After our break up, we didn't speak for a while, but it didn't last long. She was friends with all of us, the guys loved her and I didn't want her out of my life at all. So little by little, we started spending time together again, as friends. Everything went back to normal in her relationship with Jordan Dylan and Damon first, she'd had a very hard time being around Robbie again at the beginning, especially when he was being affectionate with me, but eventually she got used to it.
The first time she had seen us kiss, we were having a small party at Jordan's place to celebrate his 19th birthday. It was late, everybody had gone home. We were a bit drunk and Rob and I started making out in the corner of the room. I was sure she had left, but when I opened my eyes, I saw her watching us. I froze a little and Rob turned his head and let go of me when he saw her too. She looked at me with the saddest and most resigned expression on her face, and probably fully realized at that moment that she really
had
lost me for good. Her attitude changed after that, and she started behaving toward me and Rob in the same way as she behaved with the guys. We had become friends again, and I was glad to still have her in my life.
It was eight am, we were still in bed. I had been awake for like half an hour and I was checking social media when he awoke.
"Come on, sleepy head, wake up. We have press to do this morning."
"Uhhh, go without me," he groaned, stretching his arms.
"Yeah, you wish!"
He checked his phone as well and after a few minutes, I got up and put some pajama bottoms on. He did as well and as we started heading out of our room, I turned around and said,
"Hey, why don't we stop for take out at that organic place on the way like we did last week, it was excellent."
"Yeah, sounds good." he agreed.
He placed his hand over my lower back and gave me a quick peck on the lips, which I returned, making it last a bit longer. I had just intended to kiss him briefly though but we had no self-control when it came to this. He kissed me back, with a little more pressure and I felt a slight shiver rush through me as his tongue quickly slid into my mouth. He wrapped his arms around my back and pulled me into him and I embraced him tightly. We closed our eyes and started kissing more deeply. I got hard instantly and pressed my crotch against his morning wood, grinding my cock against his and grasping his broad shoulders. He broke the kiss and we looked at each other and grinned slyly.
He slipped his hand down my pajama bottoms, not breaking eye contact with me and grasped my cock firmly, squeezing it, forcing a groan out of me.
"I just can't keep my hands off you," he smiled as he began stroking me firmly.
"Ooh," I quietly moaned.
He placed his other hand behind the back of my neck and gently kissed and licked my lips as his thumb spread the precum over my cock and his hand moved up and down my erection smoothly. I pressed my body firmly against his to increase the sensation and his hand rubbed against his crotch as he jerked me off faster and faster.
He started kissing my cheek, then my ear, his kisses moving down to my neck and began nibbling at it so softly that it made me tremble and I felt shivers run up and down my spine.
"Oh yeah, feels good."
Rob continued licking my neck gently and I moaned quietly, enjoying his nibbling and stroking; he raised his head and looked into my eyes as his hand continued pumping my cock and I humped myself against it.
I smashed my lips against his and slipped my hands down his pajama bottoms. I grabbed and rubbed his muscular ass cheeks, pulling him into me a little more. His hand on my cock was squeezed between our bodies, which just increased the pleasure I was feeling and I lost myself more and more in the sensation. I loved the feeling of his hand running over my cock.
"I'm almost there," I whispered closing my eyes, running my tongue over his lips.
My cock was now leaking like a tap and his hand was rapidly moving up and down my length.
"Yeah, come on, shoot it, shoot it," he murmured and softly licked my tongue and pressed his lips against mine, kissing me lovingly and letting out small sexy sighs.
I moaned and he began to furiously pump my cock as I squeezed him to me.
"Come on shoot it, baby," he moaned sensually again, and I buried my face in the crook of his neck, smelling him and feeling his warmth against my face as I concentrated on my approaching orgasm.
I suddenly felt my cock pulse in his hand and groaned,
"Oh yeah".
My whole body tightened and jets of cum started shooting out of me, soaking his hand as well as my pyjama bottoms. He continued stroking me through the whole orgasm, holding me tight against him too.
When my orgasm had subsided, I raised my head a little and kissed him softly again.
"That was so good," I giggle. My hands slowly released his ass cheeks and moved up his back, I squeezed him to me a little harder, "you're the best!" I said invading his mouth with my tongue again, and we kissed passionately for a few seconds.
"Come on, I'll return the favor in the shower," I told him, grinning slightly.
We headed toward the bathroom and stepped inside the shower, letting the water spray over our bodies for a moment, enjoying the warmth of the water. I placed my hands over Rob's shoulders and placed a kiss on his neck. He turned a little to face me and I leaned into him, wrapping my arm around his shoulders and bringing my lips to his. We kissed deeply and I gently pushed him closer to the shower wall and backed him up against it, my lips never leaving his.
Pressing my body hard against his, I let one of my hands slide down his arm and then up his chest, feeling his hard body against the palm of my hand. I caressed his pec and a sensual moan escaped his lips when I started nibbling at his neck and lightly pinching his nipple.
"You make me so horny," he moaned with a smile as he kissed my cheek, he was running one of his hands up my back while the other one rubbed the back of my neck.
"I can see that." I whispered with a grin as I brought my hand down to his erection, wrapped my fingers around it and gently stroked him, "damn, I love this thing," I smiled as I felt that my touch made his gorgeous dick throb and pulse in my hand.
He held me closer against him, and one of his hands slid down to my ass. He began caressing my ass cheeks as I teased his neck and shoulders with my lips and tongue, still holding and stroking his hardness, my hand pressed between our bodies. Feeling how turned on he was and how hard his cock was made me want to have him in my mouth and I started kissing down his chest. He closed his eyes to enjoy the feeling and held my head as I found his hard nipple and he moaned to encourage me to suck and lick it, I gave special attention to his nipples as one of my hands roamed up and down his tight stomach.
My lips descended further down and I knelt down in front of his hard member. I looked up at him and smiled as I wrapped my hand around his erection and gave it a few strokes. Then, I gazed at his beautiful cock, pointing straight out, so hungry for it that my own dick started to respond. I wrapped my lips around the head and started a slow up and down motion, only taking a couple of inches inside my mouth. I could hear him moan a little but the noise of the water made it harder to concentrate on the hot and sexy sounds he was making. I started pulling on my dick to add to the pleasure I was feeling, as I took more of him in my mouth. I grasped his balls in my hand and rolled them around as I bobbed my head up and down his cock a little faster, taking a little more of him each time until I relaxed my throat and let his cock slowly enter my mouth almost completely.
"Ohhhhh," he moaned hard as his hand grabbed my hair.
I pulled back, bobbed my head up and down a few times and slowly went down on his pulsing cock again. Rob sighed and quivered, loving what I was doing. I continued blowing him for a while, until my knees started to hurt and I slowly stood up again, kissing up his chest and finally reaching his neck.
"You're so damn hot baby, I love your hard dick in my mouth." I told him as I stroked him, increasing my pace, he had his eyes closed, "Whatcha thinking about?" I asked him
