There was no telling what would happen next with Brendon snooping around like some creep. Since he knew, me and Maela just kept low for a while. Brendon continued on luckily without teasing me or anything, which was what had me on alert. But it was about a week and a half already and it was going to be our first off day. We had a whirlwind of a performance in Chicago, and afterwards we drove off to our hotel where we would be staying for the night.
Everyone grabbed their clothes and headed in to check in and get to their rooms. Usually Brendon would share a room with Ryan, but unfortunately, tonight he would be with me since we both knew Jon and Ryan liked to stay out a little later than us two. The poorest excuse I had heard ever. Just when I thought I could maybe have some alone time!
"God I'm tired!" Brendon said plopping his clothes down in the floor. "You Spence?"
"A little." I mumbled as I walked out of the now steamy bathroom in my boxers and an old shirt, ruffling my hands through my wet brown hair. I hopped on the bed and grabbed my cellphone to find that Maela had sent me a message. I anxiously read it.
"Hey, my room mate is practically dead asleep now. (I tried poking him and he just snored louder) I saw you were with Brendon...any chance you can sneak out or something?"
I frowned and replied "I'll try. If I can't then we still have all of tomorrow."
I looked at the T.V. to see nothing but the local news channel blabbing on. I turned to see Brendon stripping out of his shirt. I caught a glimpse of his slightly muscular abs and strong arms. I always had a thing for fantasizing about other guys, sometimes just Brendon. But sadly, my fantasies never came true. Usually we would all change in the same dressing room, which was as far as I could ever get to seeing him nude.
"I'm going to take a shower." He said making his way towards the bathroom and shutting the door behind him. I couldn't stop myself from thinking about what would happen next. I could picture him standing under the hot water, soaking wet and all sudsy. How I longed to be in there with him, helping to wash every inch of his very sexy body. Then kissing those lips of his, slowly moving south where I would take hold of his sweet cock and wrap my lips around it.
I started dozing off happily when I heard someone whisper my name. I didn't bother to do anything, I murmured thinking it was probably Brendon. Seconds later I could feel someone's had rubbing my cheek softly, I sensed someone's face was getting closer. My thoughts changed as I pictured it to be Maela. I still pretended to be fully asleep as the stranger's lips pressed against mine for a moment. My eyes fluttered open, I was shocked to see brendon standing there next to my bed. His cheeks were red.
"BRENDON!?" I yelped.
I sat up in confusion as the guy I had known for a few years, the same one I had fantasies about earlier, sat down on his bed which was next to mine. He looked down to the floor, I was sure he was just as nervous and embarrassed as I was. "Spencer...I kind of have a confession to make."
"What could that possibly be?" I said looking at the guy across from me.