Author: Pam (cheshirecat) and Jo (slashgirl)
Pairing: Kian/Nicky
Disclaimer: Don’t know any of them or their
sexuality. This is all fiction.
Summary: This is a sequel to The Changes A Year
Brings. See how Kian and Nicky’s relationship progresses
Warnings/Rating:
Adult (have to
say this because of some later references)
So Many Songs
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Turning off his computer Mark stood up and stretched to ease his
muscles. Rummaging through the cupboard for something edible his mind
drifted back to the earlier conversation. Did Nicky really offer him a
threesome with himself and Kian? He had fancied the blond ever since they
met and ever since he found out Kian was gay as well it wasn't uncommon for him
to have a wet dream featuring his two blond friends.
He sat thinking it over while his dinner was in the microwave and came
to the conclusion that Nicky must have been just kidding, the lad loved being
cheeky. Another comment from his two friends kept running through his
mind too. They wanted to hear him sing. Easier said than done, he
thought, he only sang very rarely, not to say never when he knew anyone was
around. Especially his own songs. Hearing the signal of the
microwave he firmly put those thoughts out of his head and stood up to get his
food.
As he sat down on the couch with his food, not bothering to sit at the
table, the thoughts came back to him. He loved singing, there was no
question of that, but this crippling stage fright always made him stop
whenever he noticed someone else was around. Nicky and Kian had both
walked in on him singing along with the radio but even though he knew they had
already heard him he couldn't get himself to continue while knowing they were
there. Back in Sligo he used to sing in the school choir and even then
had been told he had a great voice and even been offered the position of
solo-singer but he had refused, he couldn't sing while feeling all eyes on
him. They had thought he was only shy but a try-out during rehearsals
proved impossible, never even mind a real performance.
If only he could get rid of this stage fright! But it seemed to be
something he was born with, something that would never go away. Putting
down his tray he walked into his room, taking his notebook out of its hiding
place under the mattress. There were so many songs in there he wished
would get a chance to be heard but it seemed so impossible. Maybe he should
do as Kian and Nicky said and give it a try; maybe they could somehow help
him. His thoughts drifted to the two blonds, what would they be doing
now?
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Nicky stood up from the computer laughing and turned round to see his
boyfriend scowling at him.
“What were you playing at?” Kian said a little louder than
Nicky wanted
“Mark is just so easy to wind up Ki” Nicky replied
“You know how sensitive he is about his singing so why wind him up
with promises of what is probably his fantasy” Kian huffed
“Do you really think Marky has fantasies about us or him and
us?” Nicky said suddenly turning more serious.
“Anyway let’s get that dinner before it’s ruined. I
hope you apologise to him when you see him tomorrow” Kian continued
“Well maybe” Nicky replied shuffling closer to his boyfriend
and rubbing his now obvious bulge into his back “But wouldn’t it be
a laugh to see his face if we really did do something all together?”
“Don’t even think about it Nicky” Kian said trying to
scold but the closeness of Nicky who was obviously turned on was making it very
hard for him to concentrate.
Dinner was eaten quickly so the two could enjoy each others company.
Nicky made light work of his clothes and then Kian’s so he could feel
their bodies close together. Nicky was going to tease Kian until he had
forgotten some of his inhibitions tonight but at the back of his mind he still
quite liked the idea of a threesome…knowing he shouldn’t even be
thinking it though.
Nicky caressed Kian’s body first with soft touches of his fingers
and then with his mouth. Kian writhed under Nicky’s ministrations. As
much as he wanted to stay angry at Nicky he couldn’t and soon became too
far gone. Nicky took Kian’s throbbing cock into his mouth and teased it
with his tongue as he brought him closer to orgasm. Kian couldn’t believe
that Nicky could do new things to him each time they were together.
All of a sudden Nicky stopped, getting a grunt from Kian.
“God Nicky please don’t stop now” Kian gasped
“Well maybe I’m not in the mood anymore” Nicky
whispered daringly
“Nicky please you know how much I want you so please” Kian
continued.
Nicky could see the begging in Kian’s eyes and with a laugh as he took
Kian once more in his mouth he quickly brought Kian to orgasm.
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Getting out of his shower Mark put his bathrobe on and padded to his
wardrobe. Half an hour later he still hadn't decided on what to
wear. "For God's sake, Mark, it's only Nicky," he scolded
himself. "He's seen you before and a lot worse looking than
this," he told himself, remembering the time he had had "a bit"
too much to drink and had been sick all through the next day.
Finally deciding on a blue shirt and black trousers he checked the clock
- he only had half an hour left to get to Bewley's. Quickly getting his
mobile out he rang a taxi while looking through his wardrobe for a jacket to
wear. "What are you doing, Mark?" he muttered to himself,
holding the phone in-between his ear and his shoulder while trying to decide
which of two almost identical black jackets to wear. "Yeah hello,
could I get a taxi please?"
Five minutes later at the sound of the horn he almost ran from the
house, pulling the door into the lock behind him. Feeling his phone
vibrate, he answered it: "Yeah Nicky I'm on my way. See you in a
few."
"Hey," he greeted, only just catching his breath as he arrived
at Bewley's, where Nicky already had a coffee in front of him.
"Don't worry, you're not late. The interview just finished
early," Nicky answered the greeting. He then looked up: "Wow,
Mark, who are you trying to impress? You got a secret date later?"
"No..." Mark started, not knowing what too say. He
kicked himself inwardly for thinking Nicky wouldn't notice, the blond had a
perfect fashion sense and would notice even the tiniest change. "You
like it then?"
"You look great! If I didn't have Kian I'd do you right
now!" Nicky laughed.
"Nicky!" Mark hissed, going beetroot red and quickly sitting
down to hide the bulge in his trousers at Nicky's words. "We're in
public!"
"Ah you know me," Nicky smirked, not even bothering to keep
his voice down.
Quickly changing the subject Mark asked: "So how was the
interview?"
"Went ok I think. Won't know until next week
though."
A waitress came by their table to take their orders. When she was
gone, Nicky continued: "So Mark, our conversation yesterday - I still want
to hear those songs of yours..."
"Nicky I told you, I can't sing!" Mark's skin colour turned to
red for the second time in minutes and he hid his face in his hands.
"Sure you can, you've a great voice. I've heard you before
-"
"Yeah," Mark interrupted, "when I didn't know you were
even there. I've stage fright Nicky; I freeze whenever I know anyone's
listening."
"But you've obviously sung in front of Kian - you've written songs
together."
"That's different. We were just trying some things out, not
performing or anything. There was no one else in the house those times,
never even mind in the same room. I really can't sing in front of an
audience..."
"It's only me though - there must be some way we can cure that
stage fright of yours?" Nicky asked.
"Can we just talk about something else, Nicky?" Mark asked,
feeling the tears threatening and not allowing himself to cry in public.
"I'm going to the loos."
Nicky sat staring after Mark as he disappeared into the men's
room. Kian had warned him singing was a sensitive subject with Mark but
he hadn't thought it would be that bad. As the food arrived he decided to
give Mark a bit more time but there had to be a way to help him, this was
obviously getting to him more than anyone could tell...
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Mark knew he’d been too long in the loos but the tears had started
to fall as soon as he got into the loos and he didn’t want Nicky to see
he’d been crying. Nicky was just about to go and look for Mark when he
appeared.
“I started without you Mark I hope that’s okay?” Nicky
said seeing that Mark had obviously been crying.
They ate in relative silence after that and as soon as they had finished
Mark made an excuse and left as soon as he could. Nicky felt awful, knowing it
had been his fault. He cursed himself for not doing as Kian had asked and not
mentioned singing.
The second interview went in a bit of a blur for Nicky as his thoughts
were on how he’d upset Mark and was bound to upset Kian when he told him
when he got home. Even so at the end of the interview Nicky was told they would
let him know shortly. Nicky left the interview and went to look around the
shops for a while as he wasn’t looking forward to going home.
Nicky wasn’t really looking at the shops as he past but something
caught his eye in a jewellers shop window and he had to take a closer look.
Nicky went inside and asked the assistant if he could look at the tray
he’d seem in the window. The ring looked even better close up and Nicky
was sure Kian would love it so Nicky got two one for him and one for Kian.
Nicky made sure he got home and had time to hide the rings before going
into the room to see Kian. Kian was looking at some stuff for work and started
when he felt two arms around him.
“So how did it go today?” Kian asked putting his papers down
“Well both interviews seemed to go okay I think” Nicky
started “At least they didn’t say no way anyway so I guess that
means I have a chance. Both jobs seem to be interesting too so I guess
I’ll just have to wait now and see what happens.”
“And lunch?” Kian asked and noticed how Nicky shuffled
uncomfortably in the chair.
“It was okay” was all Nicky offered hoping Kian
wouldn’t ask more.
Kian could see by the look in Nicky’s eyes he was not telling the
whole story. Kian looked at Nicky sternly “You didn’t did
you?” he asked
“Didn’t what?” Nicky replied trying to sound innocent
“Come on Nix I know you’re not telling me everything here so
spill” Kian said, raising his voice slightly.
“Well I” Nicky started “I may have mentioned the
singing”
“AND” Kian said a bit louder now
“AndMarkranoffcrying” Nicky said quickly
“NIX!” Kian shouted “WHAT DID I TELL YOU?”
“I know I know Kian and I’m sorry I just thought I could
persuade him but it all went a bit wrong and now he hates me and I might have
messed things up” Nicky was babbling and he knew it but he hoped Kian
would calm down and forgive him.
Kian tutted and pulled Nicky to him. He knew Nicky meant well but he
could sometimes be a bit too pushy when things didn’t go his way.
“I suppose I’ll have to try and smooth things over with Mark
then won’t I?” Kian said as he hugged Nicky “I know you mean
well but I told you to leave this didn’t I?”
“Yes” Nicky mumbled into Kian’s chest
“Sorry”
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"Why do I always have to cry like that?" Mark scolded himself
in front of the bathroom mirror. After lunch he had walked home as
quickly as he could. It had still taken him a while but he didn't
mind, glad for the fresh air in his face that helped him calm down a
bit but as soon as he walked through the door of his home the tears came
back, however hard he tried to stop them. "For Pete's sake Mark, he
was only trying to help, he doesn't know..." Mark himself however
did remember the moment his stage fright had started.
He had been four years old, had just become a big brother. All the
family had gathered to celebrate the new baby's christening and Mark had, for a
reason he couldn't remember, stood on the table singing some or another lullaby
for his baby brother. Halfway through the song - he didn't know why it
had happened but he had forgotten the words and almost fallen off the table,
his mum had only just managed to catch him. Since then he had been wary
of being on any kind of stage for fear of making a fool of himself - some of
his older cousins still reminded him of that disastrous moment whenever they
saw a chance. He didn't even dare sing when anyone at all could hear him
anymore.
"Get over it, Mark, it's been ages! You're not a toddler
anymore, stop acting like one!" he spoke to his reflection, splashing some
cold water in his face to take away the redness of his eyes. Satisfied
with his looks - or rather deciding it would do as he wasn't expecting any
visitors nor planning to go out - he slumped down on the couch, turning the
television on but not really watching it, there were too many thoughts running
through his mind.
He didn't know how much time had passed when the doorbell pulled him out
of his thoughts but a glance at the windows told him it had been a while, it
was getting dark already. Turning on a light he walked over to the door:
"Who's there?"
"Just me," Kian's voice came from the other side of the door.
"Hey Kian," Mark greeted as he opened the door, "what's
up?"
"Nicky told me what happened - I figured you might want someone to
talk to," Kian explained.
Stepping aside and letting Kian come in, Mark heaved a sigh.
Closing the door he leant back against it. Kian knew not to press him and
indeed, after a few moments Mark started to talk.
"I don't know what came over me. He couldn't have
known... He just kept going on about me singing - you know why I hate
that so much..."
"Yeah I know but Mark, it's been two decades, you can't let that
moment rule your life forever," Kian softly told his friend. "I
know you love singing, you can't let that hold you back. There must be
some way we can help you."
Mark sank down to the floor, still leaning against the door, pulling his
knees up. Kian kneeled down next to him. "Come on, don't think
about that now. Say, you want to come to mine and Nicky's for lunch
tomorrow? We'll just have fun, it'll do you good to get your mind off
things - if you want you can even come with me now, it'll stop you from being
alone tonight. What do you say?"
Tears threatening in his eyes and choking his voice prevented Mark from
speaking but he nodded, letting Kian pull him up and into a hug.
"Come on then, get some stuff and let's go."
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Kian seemed to be waiting ages for Mark but finally he was ready and
they set off to Kian and Nicky’s house in silence apart from the
occasional sniff from Mark. When they got back Kian went in first to try and
stop Nicky doing anything daft. Nicky heard the door and leapt up and ran to
the hallway. Kian had left without saying anything and had been gone ages and
Nicky was getting worried. Nicky stopped dead when he saw Kian and Mark in the
hallway. He was about to say something when he saw Kian shake his head.
“Hi Kian, hi Mark” was all Nicky ended up saying
“You go take a seat in the room and I’ll take your stuff
upstairs” Kian said ushering Mark into the living room and trying to get
Nicky to follow him.
Once out of earshot of Mark, Nicky started “I was worried about
you, Kian. You didn’t say you were going out.”
“I had to see that Mark was alright and it’s a good job I
did because he’s a mess” Kian hissed back
“I’m sorry Kian. I just didn’t think he’d get so
upset about it” Nicky whispered back
“Well just don’t make things worse now okay” Kian
started “I asked him to lunch tomorrow but as he was in a state told him
to come back with me.”
“Okay I’ll go keep him company” Nicky said “And
don’t worry, I won’t mention singing” he added when Kian gave
him a look.
Mark had gone into the living room and sat down, his head hung and tears
still threatening to fall. He was wondering why he’d said he’d come
back with Kian tonight, but seeing the worried look on Nicky’s face told
him he’d not known Kian had gone to see him. Nicky came bounding into the
living room.
“Want a drink of tea or something?” Nicky said scaring Mark
out of his thoughts
“Yeah sure” Mark replied
Nicky went off and made tea for all of them. By the time he returned
Kian was sat talking to Mark. Seeing the tea he smiled at Nicky and nodded.
Nicky placed the cups down on the table and went and sat down almost on
Kian’s lap.
“Watch it” Kian squealed as Nicky had got a bit too close to
his groin for comfort
Nicky whispered something to Kian which made him blush as Mark looked on
at the interaction between the pair. He had to admit they did look very sexy
together and he could feel a tinge of jealousy and desire as he watched. Nicky
knew full well that although Mark had gone quiet he was watching and he was
going to do all he could to make Mark so filled with lust he could do anything
to him or maybe get him to do anything.
Although Kian loved the attention Nicky was giving him, he had to admit
he felt a bit guilty with Mark being there. Kian noticed how intently Mark was
watching what they were doing and finally it dawned on him.
“Nicky kitchen now” Kian suddenly said standing up and
showing off to great effect what Nicky’s attention had done to him. Nicky
followed Kian into the kitchen, walking proudly past Mark, wiggling his hips
slightly to show off the erection he was now sporting. Nicky heard Mark let out
a slight moan as he went into the kitchen and smirked.
“Nicky I know what you’re playing at” Kian started but
was cut short by Nicky forcefully pressing his lips to his. Kian struggled slightly
but soon gave into Nicky’s kiss, moaning as he did.
In the living room Mark heard Kian moan and could guess what the two
were up to but he wanted to find out for sure so he crept to the door of the
kitchen and peeped in. By this time Nicky was kissing Kian hard and his hand
had moved to rub the prominent bulge in Kian’s jeans. “We should go
back” Kian gasped as Nicky gave him a few seconds to breath before
attaching himself to Kian’s lips once more. Mark was getting quite turned
on now watching the pair and it took all his effort not to moan along with
Kian.
Nicky turned Kian slightly and caught a shadow to his left, noticing it
was Mark he slowly manoeuvred Kian towards the door. Mark knew he should move
but was riveted to the spot. A few moments later he felt some lips on his as
Nicky quickly moved his kiss from Kian to Mark. Kian was going to say something
but Nicky placed a finger over his lips so he kept quiet. Nicky left
Mark’s lips ushering a groan from the lad and gasped “You want me
Mark boy don’t you?”
Mark looked shocked as he realized what had just happened and went
bright red as he saw the smile on Nicky’s face and the look of concern on
Kian’s.
“
“This tells me otherwise Marky so you might as well admit
it” Nicky smirked and got slapped by Kian
“Leave it Nicky” Kian hissed.
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"I... I... Sorry," Mark stuttered again, trying to
speak past the lump in his throat. He did want Nicky right now but didn't
want to be responsible for breaking up the two blonds' relationship. It
was a promise he'd made himself after finding out his then boyfriend was
cheating on him, he'd never start anything with anyone who was in any way
involved. He knew too well the hurt the other person's partner would go
through at that and for sure did not wish it upon Kian.
The younger blonde’s stormy blue eyes were already shooting angry
looks at his boyfriend and to top it all off Nicky didn't really seem to feel
the threat and continued taunting: "So tell me, Mark, what do you really
think? What's hidden in that head of yours?"
"Nicky, one more word and you're sleeping on the sofa
tonight!" Kian hissed, at the verge of losing his temper and struggling to
hold back only because of Mark - Nicky would most definitely suffer for this!
Nicky ignored the warning as a false threat though, stepping even closer
to the tall brunette. With their faces only inches apart he whispered,
making sure Mark felt his breath: "So tell me, Mark..."
"Nicky, I warned you!" Kian shouted as he pulled his boyfriend
back, pushing him against the wall. Nicky's smirk only threw oil on the
fire and Kian spat: "Don't dare come near me tonight!"
Nicky's smirk immediately faded: "Oh come on Ki, you know I was
only playing, you know I didn't mean it!"
"Tell it to someone who cares, Nick! I warned you not to do
this!" Kian spat, striding over to the fridge. Taking the six-pack
of beer out of it and slamming it shut, he turned to Mark: "Come on, Mark,
let's go watch some TV in my room. Oh and Nick -" he pointed a
finger at the older blond "- don't even THINK you're sleeping in our
room tonight!"
"Don't you think you were a bit hard on him, Ki?" Mark asked
his long-term friend as the door of the bedroom closed behind them.
"I warned him, didn't I? Why you defending him? Did you
like what he was doing to you? 'Cause if so, Mark, why the fuck don't you
just join him out there huh?"
Mark, being well used to Kian's occasional temper tantrums by now,
calmly replied: "I didn't mean it like that, Kian. Come on now, you
wanted to watch TV, didn't you? I think Titanic was supposed to be on by
now..." Grabbing the remote off one of the nightstands he turned on
the TV and sure enough Titanic was just starting. "I told you,"
Mark just smiled and sat down on the bed.
"Move over, Mark, this is my side," Kian spoke, sounding a bit
calmer now. Past experience had taught Mark the best way to calm his
friend down in a tantrum was just to ignore it and change the subject and it
had proven right again today.
Shuffling over on the bed and finding a more comfortable position Mark
watched as Kian changed into his night gear, the blonde’s eyes fixated on
the TV didn't notice his friend staring and when Kian turned to get in bed Mark
was quick enough to look away before getting caught staring.
Halfway through the film Mark felt his eyes getting heavy and sliding
deeper into the pillow he dozed off, only to be woken again at the end of the
film by a hand shaking his shoulder: "Mark... Mark, wake up, we got
to get you to the other room..." Struggling to get his eyes open and
then screwing them nearly shut again to block out the harsh light he could only
just about make out a familiar face topped with blond hair...
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Meanwhile downstairs Nicky couldn’t believe how Kian had turned on
him. It seemed to him that as far as Mark was concerned he couldn’t have
a bit of fun, or did Kian think it was more than that? Nicky couldn’t
deny he did wonder what it would be like kissing Mark’s full lips but he
wouldn’t do that to Kian. Nicky wandered upstairs and got out a blanket
and pillows and went back downstairs to settle on the sofa for the night. A
while later he heard movement upstairs and mumbling.
Mark didn’t want to move he was comfortable “Can’t I
just stay here” Mark said sleepily. Kian saw that Mark could hardly keep
his eyes open so gave in and said yes. Immediately Mark snuggled down and was
asleep in seconds. Kian watched Mark for a while. He looked so relaxed in his
sleep it was hard to believe he had been in so much turmoil earlier.
Kian’s thoughts now went to Nicky, he knew he’d been hard on
him but at times his games got a bit much for anyone to take .Kian felt a tinge
of guilt but shook it off and besides he couldn’t let Nicky back to their
room now. Kian got up and got a blanket to put over Mark and got back into bed
to sleep.
Nicky was awake most of the night, the sofa wasn’t that
comfortable and he felt like screaming at Kian for making him sleep there.
After thinking about it most of the night he knew Kian had a point and he did
push things a little too far but he was sure Mark was up for a bit of fun if
only he could persuade Kian…
Nicky turned over and grimaced as his morning erection hit a hard spot
on the sofa. He wished he was now curled up with Kian and could tease him awake
and get an early morning blowjob but this morning he would have to either leave
it or take things into his own hands. Nicky got up and went to the bathroom
thinking a shower might help. He casually walked into his and Kian’s room
but wasn’t quite prepared for the sight he got.
During the night Mark had rolled closer to Kian and now had an arm flung
casually over him, his face turned close to Kian’s. Nicky couldn’t
help but feel a tinge of jealousy as he grabbed some clean underwear and a
t-shirt and went into the bathroom, making as much noise as he could in the
process. Kian stirred on hearing the noise and found he couldn’t move.
Opening his eyes he saw Mark was lying almost on top of him, so knew it had to
be Nicky making the noise. His first thought was let him suffer but then he
thought of how Nicky must have had a bad night on the sofa, so he carefully
slipped out from under Mark’s arm and went into the bathroom.
Nicky was in the shower, hard and now huffing at seeing Mark getting
comfortable with HIS BOYFRIEND!! Kian wanted to laugh as he heard the mumbling
from the shower. He could see Nicky’s silhouette and see he was hard and
immediately felt his body respond. He saw Nicky’s hand moving lower and
immediately stripped off his boxers and opened the shower door.
Nicky heard the shower door go and froze for a moment until he felt
familiar lips kiss his back and whisper “That’s mine” in his
ear. Nicky turned and kissed Kian hard.
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"NICKYYYY!!!!!!!!!" Kian's scream of ecstasy filled the
house, startling Mark awake. Confused he looked at his surroundings -
this wasn't his room! Seeing Kian's guitar standing in a corner and
Nicky's favourite football jersey hanging casually over the back of a chair the
events of the night before came flooding back to him.
"Sounds like they made up then," Mark chuckled to
himself. Shifting on the bed he suddenly didn't feel too comfortable - he
needed the loo and soon! Getting out of bed he knocked the bathroom door:
"Lads! I need the loo!"
"Feck! Make it fast!" Nicky swore. Not knowing
whether the comment was directed at him or Kian Mark decided to take the chance
- his bladder wouldn't be able to hold mucch longer, this was an
emergency. Scrambling into the bathroom and reaching the loo just in time
he let out a sigh at the relief that washed over him as he emptied his
bladder. Reaching down to pull up his boxers and trousers - which he only
now realised he had forgotten to take off before bed - he caught his two
blond friends staring at him. Making fast work of his fly and making sure
everything was in place he turned around blushing. As he felt something
stir in his trousers he quickly looked away, mumbled an apology and fled the
room.
Once he'd reached the safe haven of the living room he sat down on the
sofa, wrapping the blanket Nicky had been using around himself...
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“Shite” Kian exclaimed scrambling around for something to
wear
“Take it easy Kian” Nicky said trying not to laugh but
knowing if he said too much he may end up another night on the sofa.
Kian rushed into their bedroom and grabbed a clean t-shirt and trousers
and went to look for Mark. It didn’t take long for him to get to the
living room and see the hunched up figure on the sofa. Clearing his throat to
let Mark know he was there Kian approached. Mark looked at Kian quickly and
then away again. Kian went over and sat down next to Mark, slinging an arm
around the lad and pulling him into a hug as best he could with Mark and the
blanket.
“What’s really the matter?” Kian asked having a
feeling there was more to this than just Mark’s stage fright.
“I guess I’m a bit jealous of what you have” Mark
replied softly his voice close to breaking “And in a way Nicky was right
last night I did want him” he confessed blushing even more and burying
his head in Kian’s shoulder.
Kian was slightly taken aback by the comment but in a way could not
blame Mark for finding Nicky attractive. Kian just wished Nicky wouldn’t
play with people emotions like he did at times, he may be used to it but others
like Mark were more vulnerable to his toying. Kian could see Mark needed some
sort of reassurance here.
“It’s okay Mark, Nicky can be a bit in your face at times
and a terrible flirt but he means no harm by it even if I have a feeling his
joking about a threesome may have some truth in it” Kian said trying to
lighten the mood “And don’t worry Mark you’ll still be our
friend no matter what okay”
Kian felt a nod from Mark who once again was sobbing. Kian mused about
the fact that he would have to change yet again but just held Mark and rubbed
his back until he calmed down.
In the meantime Nicky had got dried and dressed and had come downstairs.
ON hearing voices in the living room he had gone to the door and stopped
outside. Knowing he shouldn’t eavesdrop really but not daring go in. He
had just about heard what Mark was saying about wanting him and felt the blood
rush to his groin, then on hearing Kian’s comments about a threesome it
seemed as if his imagination was ahead of all of them. Shaking himself he went
to the kitchen to do some breakfast.
Mark calmed down and after apologising yet again for his bladder he
uncurled himself out of the blanket.
“Now Mark why don’t you go and get a shower and change and
by the sound of things Nicky’s making some breakfast.” Kian said
smiling at the bedraggled looking lad. Mark nodded and disappeared.
Kian went into the kitchen and sure enough there was Nicky trying to
make some bacon sandwiches. Kian laughed and Nicky turned around.
“Thought you may want some privacy so thought I’d do
something useful and sorry again about last night” Nicky said putting on
his best pout knowing Kian couldn’t resist. Kian just smiled and shook
his head.
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Tears stung in Mark's eyes by the time he reached the bathroom.
Shooting a look in the direction of the mirror he winced, he did look
shite. Letting the water of the shower run and hoping the hot water would
last until he was done he shed his clothes and stepped under the spray, letting
the tears run freely now they were hidden by the running water anyway. After
soaping himself up he leant his arms against the wall, letting the water
cascade down his back.
Meanwhile in the kitchen Nicky had captured Kian's lips on his
own. Kissing first lazily, and then deepening the kiss he softly pushed
Kian against the wall, revelling in the closeness. Kian didn't protest
until Nicky's hands found their way under the younger blonde’s t-shirt
and detaching his lips from his lover's he spoke: "We can't, Nick..."
Nicky pouted, all night he'd missed not being close to Kian and now it
seemed Kian was pushing him away again. "Why not?"
"Mark", came the short reply as Kian looked down and turned,
leaning his hands on the worktop now in front of him.
"But Mark's upstairs taking a shower - we have time..."
Kian sighed, looking sideways to face Nicky. "I just don't
want to hurt him or confuse him even more in case he comes down and we don't
hear him. When I was talking to him earlier - the stage fright seems to
be only the tip of the iceberg with him. Nicky, why did you come on to
him like that yesterday?"
"I was only playing. Well he is a good-looking lad but I have
you - I didn't mean it really, I was just messing," Nicky tried to defend
himself, thinking his boyfriend suspected him of wanting to break of their
relationship and start something with the tall brunette.
"Only playing... You have to stop doing that, Nick. Not
everyone can handle your playing as well as I can. Do you even realise
what you've put Mark through with that?" Kian softly asked, trying not to
sound accusing but needing to get through to Nicky before anything worse
happened. "He does fancy you, Nick. He doesn't want to come
between us so he won't act on it but please don't make it harder on him than it
already is. I know it's just your nature to act this way and I love you
as you are but please try not to mess with Mark's feelings."
"I thought he knew by now not to take me seriously..." Nicky
spoke softly, guilt washing over him as he for the first time realised how his
flirting really did affect Mark.
Kian turned back to Nicky and wrapped his arms around his lover.
"It's ok. Just be careful how you act around him, will you?"
"I'll try... Can we at least cuddle for a bit though? I
missed you last night..."
Kian just smiled and nodded, leading his lover towards the sofa where he
sat down sideways, allowing Nicky to lie between the younger blonde’s
legs. Reaching for the blanket he pulled it over the both of them.
"This ok?" A slight nod from his boyfriend told Kian all he
wanted to know.
The water of the shower had turned cold long before Mark got out of it
but he'd let it rain down upon himself, not having the energy or the willpower
to do something about it. Finally deciding he couldn't stay in the shower
forever he turned off the water and dried himself off. Putting on his boxers
and a loose pair of blue jeans he looked in the mirror. Personally he
thought he still looked shite but at least he looked a bit more presentable
than he had before his shower. Pulling a loose black t-shirt over his
head and not bothering with socks or anything he made his way downstairs
barefoot.
Peering around the living room door as he didn't want to interrupt
anything Mark saw his two friends lying on the sofa, seemingly sleeping.
Kian looked up at him though when he approached. "Hey you, feeling
any better yet?"
"A bit," Mark forced a smile. "I'm just going to
get me some breakfast, ok?" With that he hurried to the kitchen,
unable to stand the sight of his two friends looking so loved-up any longer...
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Kian pulled away from Nicky eliciting a groan from him. Kian gave Nicky
and I told you so look and Nicky nodded.
“I’ll go say sorry okay” Nicky whispered and Kian
nodded.
Mark was determined he was going to stop crying but could still feel the
tears near to the surface. Nicky tapped him on the shoulder making him jump.
“Do you want me to do you some bacon and stuff?” Nicky asked
“No its okay I don’t feel very hungry” Mark sighed
“Well I hope you’re still up for lunch I’m going to do
something light anyway” Nicky carried on and could see Mark was still
close to tears “Anyway just wanted to see if you needed help finding
anything and to say I’m sorry about yesterday.”
Mark managed a small smile “Think I’ll just have some toast
for now. Do you want me to make some tea while I’m in here?”
“Only if you want Marky I can do it you know” Nicky replied
smiling
Nicky and Mark looked at one another for a moment and the laughed. In
the other room Kian heard the laughing and let out the breath he hadn’t
realized he was holding. It seemed at least for now Nicky was behaving.
A short while later Nicky and Mark came back into the room with some
tea, still laughing although now neither knew why. Nicky drank his tea quickly
and whispered to Kian that he was off to get some stuff for lunch so why
didn’t he show Mark the music room and maybe chat. Kian kissed Nicky and
whispered that that was a good idea. Nicky then hugged Mark, got his jacket,
phone and money and went out.
“Where’s he off to?” Mark asked
“To get stuff for lunch so he may be a while. Do you fancy a chat
and a look at our music room?” Kian asked trying to make it sound as
natural as possible.
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"So what do you think?" Kian spoke, standing in the door of
the music room as Mark was inside looking around.
Letting his fingers glide over the painted wood of the piano Mark tried
to get rid of the lump in his throat. So many songs could come from this
now silent instrument, so many songs that had a right to be heard but never had
a chance.
"Mark? What are you thinking about?" Kian slowly
moved closer, softly laying a hand on his mate's shoulder.
"So many songs," Mark just muttered, never taking his eyes off
the piano. Just then the telephone downstairs rang.
"Are you going to be OK here for a bit?" Kian asked, not
really wanting to leave Mark on his own but he needed to take the call, it
could be about Nicky's interviews the day before. A small nod from Mark
was his answer. "Thanks mate. I won't be long..."
Mark felt the tears well in his eyes once more as Kian left the
room. He sat down on the stool at the piano and struck a few notes.
Why had he never decently learnt how to play an instrument? OK so he
could play the flute but that wasn't too much of a help when it came to
putting music to his songs. Softly he began to sing, a song he had
written not too long ago, just before he had left
"I am lost, here on my own
My hopes have gone, my fears have grown
I try to run and then I fall
I'm shouting out, who hears my call?
Help me I'm so weak now
I cannot be strong
I don't know the way and how
To get where I belong
Can't find the path, I've lost my way
Where I am I cannot stay
I have a shelter, but not a home
Through the dark, I always roam
Help me I'm so weak now
I cannot be strong
I don't know the way and how
To get where I belong
Please hear me now, my angel dear
Come down to me I need you near
Give me a sign, show me the way
To make it through Today
Help me I'm so weak now
I cannot be strong
I don't know the way and how
To get where I belong
Show me the path, lead the way
To a place where I can stay
I can fight no longer all alone
Can't stay here on my own
Help me I'm so weak now
I cannot be strong
I don't know the way and how
To get where I belong
Help me I'm so weak now
I cannot be strong
I don't know the way and how
To get where I belong
Please help me
Help me I'm so weak now
I cannot be strong
I don't know the way and how
To get where I belong
Help me I'm so weak now..."
Unbeknown to Mark Kian had come back upstairs shortly after the taller
lad had started to sing and was now standing on the other side of the door
which had been left ajar. He knew he shouldn't have been listening while
Mark didn't know but he also knew Mark wouldn't have sung that particular song
- or any of his own that he hadn't actuallly written together with Kian - if he
had known the blond was listening. Peering through the opening between
the door and the wall he thought he saw tears glistening in Mark's eyes, when
the tall brunette stood up from the stool and went to stand by the window
Kian's suspicion was confirmed.
Softly he knocked the door to alert Mark of his presence. Startled
the lad turned around, too surprised to think about wiping away the tears that
were rolling down his cheeks. "How long have you been standing
there?" he asked, scared that Kian might have heard his song but still in
a weird way hoping he had.
"A while. I didn't mean to eavesdrop but the phone call
didn't last long and I didn't want to disturb while you were singing.
That was a beautiful song, Mark..." Kian decided on honesty, making Mark
blush at the compliment and turn away embarrassed again.
"It wasn't. Just sentimental crap," Mark spoke after a few
moments.
"It was beautiful. Sentimental yes but by no means
crap. When will you ever learn to take my word on that?" Kian spoke
as he went to stand half behind Mark, putting a hand on the taller lad's
shoulder as he looked at his reflection in the window glass.
"Mark? Can I ask you something?" he then asked. A shrug
from Mark gave him the signal to go ahead. "Why do you never talk about
how you feel? You write songs about it - judging about what Nicky told me
about the papers he saw way back when - but you never sing them to anyone and
you never talk about how you feel. Why don't you let me help? You
don't have to fight alone," Kian spoke, the song in mind.
Mark never answered, just shrugged Kian's hand off and turned to walk
away, not speaking a word. On seeing Mark nearly walk out the door, Kian
called out: "Mark, wait! Please... Can we at least try and put some
music to that song of yours?"
Before Mark could reply the sound of the front door opening interrupted
them and Nicky's cheerful voice echoed through the house: "Honey!
I'm home!"
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Nicky didn’t get a reply but just shrugged and went into the
kitchen to sort out the stuff he’d got for lunch and make a start.
On hearing Nicky, Mark had second thoughts about running out and went
back into the music room.
“Do you really think its good enough to put music to?” Mark
asked softly as he sat down next to Kian, who was now sat at the piano.
“Of course I do” Kian replied desperately trying to make
Mark understand he had talent. “Do you have the words written down at
all?”
Mark nodded and pulled a notebook from his pocket. Kian took some music
sheets from a pile he had near the piano and started to write the first few
lines of the song onto them.
“How about you sing the first few lines as you did before and
I’ll see how they transpose onto the music?” Kian said softly
putting a hand on Mark’s knee.
Mark’s first thought was to say he couldn’t but it was only
Kian so he nodded and began to sing the song again softly for fear that anyone
else (or rather Nicky) heard. Kian listened and started to mark the sheets with
the chords he felt were appropriate and soon they had the first verse marked up
on a music sheet and soon after the first chorus at which point Kian asked Mark
to stop for a moment and listen to what he had. Kian played the chords and tried
his best to sing the words but was finding it difficult.
In the kitchen Nicky could hear the music starting to come from the
music room and guessed it must be Kian and possible Mark up there. Nicky
couldn’t hear Mark but was certain he was there. Nicky was tempted to
move closer to the music room but after what had happened the day before he
thought it better to leave Kian to it.
Kian transposed more verses and choruses onto the music sheets and an hour
later it was all there on paper for the pair to see. Mark couldn’t
believe how easy Kian had done that. He knew Kian was talented at both writing
and playing but today had shown him just how good he was. The tears welled up
again in Mark’s eyes, escaping easily once more and Kian took a finger
and wiped them away.
“Why are you crying?” Kian asked
“It’s just I’ve wanted to see that song written to
music for a while now. I can’t believe you’ve done that for
me” Mark whispered and was given a hug by Kian
“You only have to ask Mark you know that. We’ve worked as a
team before and I don’t see why just because I’m with
Nicky...” Kian stopped as he felt Mark tense “we can still write
songs together. Nothing will change that” Kian continued.
“I just feel so worthless right now Kian. It seems as if everyone
else has a good job, a good relationship and I have. Well... nothing”
Mark sighed
“Don’t say that Mark!” Kian exclaimed “You have
just started a new job and you seem to be enjoying it. We are closer now so can
get back to song writing because you are a GOOD songwriter. As far as a
relationship goes I got Nicky when I wasn’t looking for someone so
there’s no reason why you shouldn’t find someone.”
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"I got Kevin when I wasn't really looking. We all know how
that turned out... Why is it I can only get together with bastards?
What's wrong with me, Kian? I really don't get it." The
despair and self-loathing was obvious in the tall lad's voice as he went to
stand by the window again, looking out to the now stormy sea.
"There's nothing wrong with you, Mark. You're the nicest,
most sensitive and most talented lad I know, the only thing you lack is
self-esteem."
"Great, now I'm a girl! And ugly!" Mark spat, looking at
his reflection in the window glass in disgust.
"Whoa, you lost me. Where did that come from?" Kian
spoke surprised.
"Sensitive - so I'm a girl. And you didn't say anything about
my looks so as not to hurt me so I'm ugly. Thanks a lot, Ki!"
"You don't have to be a girl to be sensitive. God, Mark, I
envy you for that, really. Those songs of yours, this one we did just now
- I envy your ability to write songs and mmake your listeners feel the emotions
going through you. It's there even more when you sing them
yourself. As for ugly, nothing could be farther from the truth,
you're..."
"Do you fancy me?" Mark interrupted, turning to see Kian's
reaction.
Kian was taken by surprise by that question: "I... I...
Mark, I'm with Nicky..."
"So? What does that have to do with anything? All I
asked was if you fancied me, found me attractive. I know you're with
Nicky, Kian, what change does that make? It's a simple question, yes or
no?"
Now it was Kian's turn to heave a sigh. "I don't know what to
say, Mark... You're a good-looking lad but I never really looked at you
like that. You're my best friend... Maybe you should ask Nicky, he
might be able to give you an answer..."
"Yeah and what if he says yes just to get his way with
me?" Mark hesitated at the mention of the older
blond. "You heard him about the threesome - I'm not sure I could
handle a one-night-stand type thing. I don't like feeling used, Ki - I'm
so scared..."
Kian wrapped his arms around his friend. "You know he
wouldn't do anything you don't want - neither of us would, we care about you,
Mark. Look, if you really don't want to ask Nicky, no problem. But
you shouldn't worry about finding someone, really. The right person will
come along, Mark, I promise you." Hearing noises downstairs of a
table being set he added: "C'mon, get freshened up a bit; I think lunch is
nearly ready. I'll be in the kitchen, ok?"
Mark just nodded and Kian threw him a smile before making his way down
the stairs. Mark himself lingered in the music room just a little bit
longer.
"Hey," Kian greeted, giving Nicky a quick peck on the lips as
he walked into the kitchen. "Something smells nice here..." he
moved over to the stove but Nicky blocked him.
"No peeking!" Nicky grinned wickedly, softly pushing Kian back
towards the living room, pushing him against the wall next to the
door. "So how did it go here? What did I miss?"
"Talked to Mark, put some music to a song he wrote, there was a
phone call... Not much..." Kian grinned mischievously. If
Nicky wanted to know what the phone call had been about, he'd have to beg for
it.
Nicky didn't at first seem interested in the phone call though:
"How did it go? The song? Can you sing it for me?"
"No," Kian spoke, looking down. "I want to get him
to sing it himself - it's too high for me, I can't do it justice. It
might take a while but he needs to get past this stage fright, it's getting too
much for him..."
"OK... What was that about a phone call anyway? The
people from the interview said they'd call sometime soon, was it them?"
Nicky changed the subject.
"Hmm... I don't know if I should tell you," Kian looked
up again, his grin firmly back in place.
"Please Kian? Was it them? It wasn't bad news was
it?" Nicky looked really worried so Kian just laughed and kissed him.
"Would I be grinning so much if it was? You've got the job
you wanted, Nick! The leisure centre called, they want you to start
tomorrow morning."
Nicky's eyes grew big - he hadn't expected to really get the job at the
leisure centre but he had to admit it was one he had wanted from the start:
"You're joking! Don't joke!"
"I'm not!" Kian laughed. "The number's next to the
phone, they wanted you to ring them back to confirm whether or not you still
wanted the job - after two o'clock when the manager's back," he quickly
added as Nicky went rushing into the living room and towards the phone.
Turning back to his lover Nicky picked the younger blond up and swung
him around, nearly losing his balance but managing to land them both on the
sofa. "This is the best news I've had in ages!" he exclaimed,
kissing his still giggling boyfriend hard to celebrate.
"What did I miss?" Mark asked confused, appearing in the
doorway and looking at the scene that was unfolding before him...
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Mark didn’t have time to say anything else as an over-jolly Nicky
broke his clinch with Kian and bounded over to him, pulled him into the room
and hugged him whilst babbling something Mark couldn’t make out. Kian
thought he’d better rescue Mark so got up, pulled Nicky off Mark and
pushed him down on a chair. Kian could see the look of relief on Marks’
face.
“What Nicky is trying to say is that he’s got the job at the
leisure centre if he wants it and by his current state of mind you can guess he
wants the job” Kian laughed
“I guess he’s happy so we better find a way to celebrate
then!” Mark said
“First we better get this lunch Nicky has done but forgotten about
and then we’d better just wait until he phones then up and accepts before
we do anything else” Kian said
Lunch seemed to take ages as Nicky kept looking at his watch and
fidgeting like a schoolboy. Kian couldn’t help but love the blond when he
got like this but it did mean Mark had to watch his step as Nicky got friendly
with everyone when he was like this. So far though Nicky seemed to be focusing
his attention on him rather than Mark which Kian thought was at least
something.
After lunch Mark offered to clear up whilst Nicky and Kian had a few
moments alone. Nicky was still full of it but could see it was almost time to
call.
“So what do you reckon then?” Kian asked
“About what?” Nicky said
“Well Mark’s idea of doing something to celebrate”
Kian replied
“Well it would have been nice to show Mark our beach” Nicky
started “But look at it out there it’s started raining now”
“Well how about we just order in a Chinese or something and have a
few beers, after all you don’t want a hangover on your first day do
you?” Kian said looking at his boyfriend as he continued to hug him
almost to death.
“Sounds great!” Nicky said “And afterwards we
could…”
“Don’t forget Mark” Kian warned “Looks like he
may be here for dinner as well. We can’t send him home after he suggested
we celebrate can we?”
“Spoilsport” Nicky said pouting
Whilst tidying up the kitchen Mark had been trying to think of something
he could do for both Kian and Nicky as they had been so good to him. Mark knew
the one thing that would cheer them up and that was for him to sing a song
– maybe not the one he and Kian had done today but if he could see Kian
alone they may be able to do one of their co-written ones.
Mark had butterflies just thinking about what he was thinking but he was
determined to do this now…
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"It's two o’clock; I'm going to call them." Mark laughed
as he heard Nicky announce that as soon as the bells of the nearby church rang
two. He had just finished cleaning up the kitchen and took the
distraction of the phone-call as his cue to sneak up to the music room.
Hearing laughter from downstairs he felt the loneliness creeping up
again. He knew he had to do this though. It wouldn't work if he
felt pushed in any way so he should really try and get this sorted on his own -
even if that meant singing solo and a cappella. He felt the nerves rushing
through his body at the mere thought but also an up until then unknown feeling
of excitement made itself felt.
A smile spread over his face and he took out his notebook. Finding
an old poem a melody formed in his head and he started to sing softly, not
wanting Kian or Nicky to hear him just yet:
"All I know is what I see
And what I feel inside of me
And though it is confusing me
This is all that I can be
My thoughts and feelings are my own
Like memories of things I've known
They may fade but still somehow
They are still here today, right now
I am so confused tonight
Why can't I just get things right
I feel so cold all through the day
But I keep going, come what may
My thoughts and feelings are my own
Like memories of things I've known
They may fade but still somehow
They are still here today, right now
I just hope someday I might
Somehow learn to get things right
Meanwhile upstream I still row
I know some things I'll never know
My thoughts and feelings are my own
Like memories of things I've known
They may fade but still somehow
They are still here today, right now
Meanwhile upstream I still row
I know some things I'll never know"
Nicky put the phone down and looked at Kian. "Do you hear
something?"
"No, what?"
"Thought I heard something upstairs. Singing," Nicky
looked at Kian confused.
"Maybe Mark's gone upstairs. Leave him be for a bit and come
here," Kian patted the space on the sofa next to him. Nicky did not
need to be told twice and padded over to the couch, cuddling up to his
lover. "I don't think I told you yet, Nicky, but
congratulations. I told you you'd find something..." Nicky
didn't reply, instead softly laid his lips on Kian's in a long tender kiss.
Looking into those beloved sky-blue eyes he brushed a lock of hair out
of the way with his hand, then ran that same hand over the soft skin of Kian's
cheek. "Thank you," he simply whispered, pressing his lips
against that same soft skin. Upon seeing Kian's wondering look he
explained: "You always believed in me, believed I could do this.
Thank you for that." Kian just smiled and wrapped his arms around
his boyfriend, thankful for the moment of calm.
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Mark had been in the music room for an hour and as much as he tried to
sing a capella it just wasn’t working out as well as he hoped. He had to
admit it he needed help but it had been so quiet along the corridor in the
living room he dared not go and see if he could get Kian to come and help him.
Mark sighed; it had all seemed so simple when he thought about it whilst
clearing up – he didn’t know why he could get it right.
Back in the living room Kian and Nicky were just cuddled up together on
the sofa. Not speaking just occasionally kissing. In fact they had been still
so long Kian was getting a cramp.
“Nix” Kian said softly “Could you move a minute
I’m getting cramp”
Nicky was almost asleep but moved to let Kian get up.
“I’ll just go check on Mark while I’m up” Kian
added and saw Nicky nod and his eyes close once more.
Kian turned on some music for Nicky and went upstairs to the music room.
As he got nearer he could hear a soft singing and then cursing and the words
start again. Kian knocked on the door before entering. As Kian walked in he
could see Mark stomping around the room, cursing himself for being so weak and
it should be easy for him to do this even without music so why couldn’t
he. Frustrated mark sat on the piano stool and then noticed Kian.
“Shite Kian” Mark exclaimed “I didn’t hear you
come in”
“Well I did knock” Kian said with a smile “You do seem
a bit preoccupied though. Anything I can help with?”
“Well I knew the one thing I could do as a way of celebration was
to sing a song. I was hoping to do it without music but as you may have heard
I’m crap” Mark said now almost in tears.
Kian came over and sat next to Mark pulling him into a hug. “Why
don’t I play it for you then and see if you get on better that way”
“Would you” Mark asked softly “I didn’t want to
ask you after you’ve been so good I just wanted to do something for you
too”
“I know” Kian said “And I love you for that Mark but I
know you find it a lot easier to sing with music so come on lets see if we can crack
this before Nicky wakes up”
For the next hour Kian played and Mark sang and slowly Kian could hear
Mark’s voice become more confident and the song her thought was great. At
the end of the hour Kian stopped, saying it was time Mark had a break and a drink
if he wanted to have any voice left for his debut. Mark smiled and nodded as
Kian went to get some drinks.
“I’ll just see if Nicky’s awake whilst I’m out
here so won’t be long okay” Kian said as he went out.
Kian went downstairs and into the living room and saw Nicky stretching
as he awoke. His hair was messed up from where he’d been laid and he
looked so gorgeous to Kian that he had to just go over and kissed those pouting
lips that had noticed he was still alone.
“Nice wake up” Nicky sighed sleepily “You still with
Mark?”
“Yes” Kian said “I suggest you go have a shower and
think about organising the takeaway. I’m just making a drink if you want
one and I’ll take a copy of the menu back with me.”
“Oh can’t we just…” Nicky said and saw Kian
shake his head
“Look Nicky, I’m working on something with Mark that’s
for you so please just give me a bit more time” Kian answered
“Okay but you better make it up to me later” Nicky said
winking
“Will do” Kian replied kissing his boyfriend once more
before going off to make the drinks. Kian soon returned and dropped a tea off
for Nicky and collected the menu.
When Kian got back to the music room, Mark was humming to himself.
“Okay Mark lets get this finished before Nicky gets too nosey and
while you’re singing just look at this menu so we can get Nicky on the
ordering” Kian said as he placed the drinks down.
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One more try-out and a cup of tea later Mark's nerves had finally calmed
down. "Kian? If we're going to go through with this it's going
to have to be now..."
"OK, just tell me what you want to eat first, I'll get Nicky to
order before we call him upstairs."
Taking a proper look at the menu Kian had given him Mark decided on the
Chicken Chow Mein and rice: "Oh and Ki? Could you get Nicky to order
us some prawn crackers as well?"
"Was already planning on that, me and Nicky both love those,"
Kian just grinned. Walking into the corridor he saw Nicky just going down
the stairs, his hair still wet from the shower and not yet styled.
Hurrying after his boyfriend he wrapped his arms around the older blond just as
they both reached the bottom of the stairs with a fraction of a second between
them. "You weren't spying on us were you?"
Turning in Kian's arms Nicky faced his lover with a mischievous grin:
"Now would I dare do such a thing? No honestly, I've just taken a
quick shower as you said; I did not come near the music room. Could hear
the music though - sounds good."
"Sounds even better with Mark singing. That's why he'd snuck
upstairs; he'd wanted to do a song for us..."
"Seriously!?" Nicky shouted incredulously.
"Shh, keep your voice down. And try not to act too excited,
he might get nervous again, high expectations and all that," Kian
explained. "Anyway, I figured we'd best order our food first.
Can you call them?"
Nicky didn't reply, just untangled himself from Kian's arms and walked
into the living room where the phone stood. "What do you want
then?" he asked Kian as he dialled the number.
"Well Mark wants Chicken Chow Mein and I'll have the regular, both
with rice."
"Crackers too?" Nicky asked, getting a nod from Kian in
response as the phone was answered on the other side. "Good evening,
could I have a Chicken Chow Mein, Sweet and Sour Pork and one of your Beef and
Mushroom dishes? Yes, with rice for both of those please. Extra
rice with the Chow Mein?" Nicky looked at Kian who was shaking his
head. "No thanks, just for the two others," Nicky replied
into the phone. "Could I have some prawn crackers too? For
three. OK thank you very much."
"It'll be here in half an hour," he then told Kian.
"You want to go upstairs then?" Kian asked. "Before
Mark's nerves start playing up again..." Nicky nodded and the pair
made their way up to the music room.
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Kian entered the music room first and saw Mark pacing up and down by the
window. Nicky came in quietly and sat down on a chair not too far from the
door. Kian went over to Mark and tapped him on the shoulder making him jump.
“You ready the takeaway won’t be too long” Kian said
softly and Mark just nodded the nerves clearly showing on his face. “You
just come over to the piano and stand with you back towards the door”
Kian suggested in the hope that if Mark wasn’t looking at Nicky he may
forget he was there.
Mark could see why Kian was suggesting that and just did as he
suggested. Kian settled himself on the stool in front of the piano and looked
at Mark for a sign to start. Mark nodded after taking a sip of water that had
been brought up earlier. Kian began to play and Mark made a stuttery start to
the song, looking at Kian all the time for encouragement. Kian smiled at Mark
to show he was doing fine and Nicky kept his distance quietly listening to Mark
sing. Nicky thought the song was beautiful and it took all his effort not to
move closer.
Kian glanced over at Nicky and could see he wanted to come closer so
after looking at Mark once more, who was slowly gaining in confidence Kian
nodded at Nicky to say he could come closer. Nicky slowly stood up and made his
way over, still keeping out of Mark’s sight until he stood by the piano.
At that moment Mark turned and could see the look of awe on Nicky’s face.
Mark blushed but managed to get to the end of the song. Nicky applauded and
came over and gave Mark a hug.
“Thank you Mark that was amazing, you are amazing” Nicky
said
Mark just blushed. Kian laughed and stood up giving Mark a hug too.
“See I knew you could do it” Kian announced just as the
doorbell rang.
Nicky rushed off downstairs to answer the door whilst Kian and Mark made
their way downstairs and into the dining room.
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"I still can't believe you liked the song," Mark spoke in-between
two bites of his Chicken Chow Mein.
"Oh but we didn't like it Mark," Nicky spoke, a mischievous
grin spreading on his face as he ate some rice. Seeing the look on Mark's
face turning sad he quickly added: "We didn't just like it, we loved
it!"
That comment succeeded getting the grin back on Mark's face and he
blushed, looking down at his plate. After a few moments, still not taking
his eyes off his food he spoke up: "You know, all I've ever really wanted
was to get my songs heard. I feel I owe you a thank you. Thanks for
listening and giving them a chance, giving me a chance."
Kian reached for Mark's hand. "You don't have to thank us for
that, Mark. Really. We should thank you for sharing something so
beautiful with us."
"It wasn't that good," Mark spoke, his shyness kicking in
again as he carefully pulled his hand away from Kian. "Just a little
something I had that I changed around a bit."
"No Mark, Kian's right," Nicky spoke up. "You're so
talented; I bet some people would pay loads for your songs. I know it's
hard for you to think about, Mark, but at least give it a try. I bet if
Kian asked Louis..."
"No," Mark shook his head. "I can't. Someone
else singing my songs - no. They couldn't possibly understand how I felt
when I wrote it. It wouldn't be right."
"Then what about - and please don't get angry with me for
suggesting this, but - what about singing your songs yourself?" Nicky
suggested. Seeing from the look on Mark's face that he was about to argue
and from the warning in Kian's eyes that he was on thin ice, he quickly
continued: "I don't mean right now. But Mark, you've taken such a
big step today, only two days ago you wouldn't even think about singing
for me. Maybe in time... I don't know; it's just a
suggestion. But please Mark, at least give it a thought. I'm sure
it'll be fine..."
"I really don't know. Nicky I know you mean well but I really
don't know..." Mark heaved a sigh. "I'm just going to get
a drink, does anyone want one?" he stood up, his hands slightly shaking
with held-back emotions. Both Kian and Nicky asked for a beer, which was
exactly what Mark had in mind for himself so he went off to the kitchen in
search of three beers.
"What was that all about?" Kian hissed at Nicky as soon as
Mark had disappeared from sight.
"I just wanted to help. He's so good, Kian and you heard him:
he wants to get his songs heard. It was just an idea..."
"OK, fine, but just be careful, yeah?" Nicky nodded to
that and took another bite of his beef.
"Here you go," Mark spoke as he returned from the kitchen,
handing each of the blonds a bottle.
"Mark? I... I'm sorry," Nicky spoke.
"Don't be. It's OK. It was a good idea, it's
just... I don't know, I'm just scared I suppose," Mark confessed.
"Don't worry about it," Kian spoke, putting his arm around his
long-time friend. "We have all the time in the world."
"Speaking of time, I guess I'd better get home, I'm working
tomorrow," Mark said. "When's the next bus?"
About ten minutes later the trio stood in the hallway.
"Thanks for the weekend, lads. Meant a lot to me," Mark smiled,
putting on his jacket. Hugging Kian tightly he whispered:
"Thank you so much for all your help." Then, turning to Nicky
he slightly hesitated but as Nicky opened his arms and smiled, it was all Mark
could do to hug him. "Good luck with the new job, mate, let me know
how it goes."
"I will. Now go on before you miss your bus. I'll call
you when I'm back tomorrow."
As Mark walked out into the crisp evening air he turned back one last
time for a small wave at his friends. Then he walked on, rounding the
corner to get to the bus stop. As he sat down, he heaved a sigh.
Nicky was probably right, it was time to move on...
As Kian turned around Nicky grinned: "Finally alone..."
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Kian had almost forgotten his promise earlier about making it up to
Nicky but it was obvious Nicky hadn’t.
“Now about how you can make it up to me” Nicky started as he
pushed Kian against the wall and kissed him hard. “I know I have work in
the morning but if you’re up for something a bit different than we
usually do…” Nicky continued pouting.
Kian looked worried as they hadn’t yet gone all the way as far as
sex was concerned and he wasn’t sure he was ready for that just yet.
“What exactly do you have in mind?” Kian asked
apprehensively
Nicky could see the worried look on his boyfriends face.
“Don’t worry Kian I’m not going to make love to you but if
you wanted to make love to me I’d be up for it” Nicky started
“But I was thinking more or a little game, me tied up and blindfolded and
you teasing me something like that?” Nicky continued.
Kian looked almost relieved and even though Nicky had said he could make
love to him he still wasn’t too sure. Kian did like the sound of being
able to tease Nicky though and a small smile appeared on his face.
“I take it that’s a yes then” Nicky beamed and pulled
Kian upstairs to their room. Nicky got something that Kian could use to tie him
up and blindfold him. “If you want any other stuff you’ll have to
get it yourself” Nicky said as he pulled Kian close and kissed him.
Kian was already thinking what he might use to tease Nicky and this
worried him slightly as they didn’t very often play games like this.
Nicky saw a wicked glint in Kian’s eye followed by a worried look and
went to reassure him it was okay.
“I can tell you like the idea” Nicky whispered as he began
to undress Kian. “You can use whatever you want I know you won’t
hurt me” Nicky continued as he removed Kian’s t-shirt and jeans
leaving him in only his boxers.
“It just seems a bit well seedy” Kian started as he removed
Nicky’s t-shirt and jeans. “I feel like I shouldn’t be
getting excited over wanting to tease you” Kian added.
“Don’t be” Nicky said taking one of Kian’s
nipples into his mouth and sucking it making Kian moan.
“Hey” Kian said his voice sounding a little hoarse
“I’m the one playing not you”
Nicky let the nipple slip from his mouth and pushed Kian onto the bed
“But you need to relax a bit so let me relax you first” Nicky
replied kissing his way from Kian’s ear right down to his obvious bulge,
sucking the bulge through Kan’s boxers and feeling Kian thrust into his
mouth.
Returning to Kian’s mouth Nicky whispered “That’s
better. Now your turn to show me how you make it up to me”
Kian shuddered as he removed Nicky’s boxes and grabbed the stuff
to tie Nicky and fixed his hands loosely to the headboard. Then taking the
other cloth he tied it across Nicky eyes after first waiting for Nicky to nod.
Kian then stood back and looked at the sight before him. Nicky lay naked and
bound on the bed.
“I’ll be back in a moment” Kian said as he went to the
kitchen to get some ice cubes. Placing them in a bowl, he quickly went back to
Nicky who was still laying there still.
“You’ve not fallen asleep have you?” Kian asked
“No” Nicky said “Just want you” he added and
looking at the very hard cock Kian could see he was loving this.
Kian started by kissing Nicky from head to toe avoiding the one place he
knew Nicky wanted his mouth. He then took one of the ice cubes and rubbed it
around one of Nicky’s nipples making him yell in surprise and whisper
“Naughty”
After the cold Kian sucked the nipple with his warm mouth and repeated
the treatment on the other. Nicky started to squirm “So nice Kian but I
want more”
Kian took another ice cube and rubbed it along the length of
Nicky’s cock making it jump and twitch and then he took Nicky’s length
in his mouth ushering a groan from Nicky. Kian sucked Nicky until he could feel
he was getting close and then let it slip from his mouth.
“Kian” Nicky whispered “Need you so much, love you so
much, make love to me”
Kian could tell the love in Nicky’s voice but was still not sure
about this. He let Nicky free and could see how dark his eyes were. Nicky took
his fingers and sucked them then started to finger him entrance to prepare
himself. Kian hardened more than he thought possible at the sight of his boyfriend
preparing himself for him. Reaching over into the drawer he took out some lube
and a condom and stroked himself a couple of times.
“Are you sure Nicky?” Kian managed to get out and Nicky
pulled Kian down towards him and taking hold of Kian’s cock positioned it
at his entrance and pulled Kian slowly down. Kian felt his cock slowly push
into Nicky as he was pulled on top of him. When Nicky stopped and kissed Kian
he could not believe he felt so close to Nicky.
“Move” Nicky requested and slowly Kian began to thrust in
and out. Feeling though it wouldn’t take long for his to come he quicken
the pace as Nicky took hold of his cock and pumped it at a similar pace.
Soon two became ones as their orgasms hit together. Kian thrust a few
mores times into Nicky and slipped out, falling on top of him exhausted.
“Thank you” Nicky whispered “Now I know how much you
love me…”
Soon after the two were asleep, knowing that their love was now on a new
level…
THE END
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