Page 105 of Tumbling Hearts

“I was wondering if you were gonna ask. I wasn’t sure if you wanted to, because you and her…”

“I know. But again… she’s not here.” Gene reaches forward, putting his own hand on Ray’s. “It could be like how I said before—our own little secret. No one else has to know.”

Ray looks down at their hands, then back up into Gene’s eyes. “You sure she wouldn’t find out? I mean, Carol did.”

“No hickeys then,” Gene chuckles. “But yeah, I think we’re safe. She’s not due back to reunite with us until later this week. She doesn’t even have a key to my room, either. And I don’t think any of the other Brooms would say anything about us rooming together to her. We’ll be fine.”

Ray chuckles as well, shaking his head. “I just find it surprising that… you really don’t mind cheating on her?”

Gene glances behind himself, making sure no one else is on the balcony, before gazing back at Ray. He’s got a point. But this turmoil has been clawing at his mind for way too long. If he doesn’t satiate his need for Ray, he’ll just sit in his room, alone, dulling the ache with weed or alcohol. Or smack. “I’ve already crossed that line by doing it with you before. While I feel… bad about it, I don’t know. I hate thinking about it. I just want you, Ray. Please?”

Ray’s smile is so sweet. “Alright, Gene,” he says so easily.

Gene’s heart bursts with butterflies. He reaches for his room key in his pocket and unlocks his door.

After settling in, taking their shoes off, and freshening up in the bathroom, Gene and Ray find themselves pulling off each other’s clothes in a frenzy. In-between kisses and touches, each piece of clothing falls carelessly to the floor. Once all is off, they land on the bed—still groping and stroking and kissing relentlessly. But Gene has to break for a moment to grab the jar of Vaseline from his suitcase, doing it quickly so he can be right back on the bed again.

“You still brought that, even though you thought Toshiko was going to stay with you?” Ray giggles.

“You never know. I just like to be prepared,” Gene says with a smile, petting Ray’s chest.

“That’s fair. I just find it surprising…”

“I can’t get you off my mind, Ray.”

His eyes soften, looking at Gene with such a tender expression. “I can say the same. I just don’t know what’s going to happen…”

“Well, no one can predict the future. But we have what we have right now. If I can do it with you tonight, I want to.”

Ray smiles at that. “Alright. I want that too. But… how exactly were you thinking?”

“How? You mean like…”

Ray sits up a little, moving over to hover above Gene, his hands on Gene’s shoulders. “How do you want me?”

That sultry look, Ray’s blond curls hanging over his face, blue eyes so goddamn beautiful, sends a pleasant shiver up Gene’s spine. “I want you to fuck me,” Gene says.

Ray thrusts his hips, rubbing his already-hard cock onto Gene’s thigh. “I’d very much like that. Y’know, I don’t think I’ve ever fucked you on a bed before.”

“You’re right,” Gene chuckles. “It was always in the dressing rooms. But I fucked you on a bed.”

“True, true. About time for me to return the favor, huh?”

“Absolutely.” Gene reaches up, pulling Ray’s face down to smother him with another kiss.

And so, Ray sits up, grabs the jar of Vaseline, and prepares Gene for what’s to come. One finger, two fingers, three fingers, making Gene moan with each one. It’s been much too long since last time. He’s more than ready, as he lies against the cushiony pillows, Ray so handsome overtop him. Gene’s cock leaks precum as it rests against his hairy abdomen, desperate for more friction. But it’ll come soon enough. Ray removes his fingers, deeming him stretched enough, and he lines his own cock up with Gene’s hole.

He eases his way inside, making Gene gasp in pleasure.

“Ray, ah…”

“Oh my god, Gene,” Ray rasps, holding onto the backside of one of Gene’s knees. “Just a little more…”

He pushes in further until he’s up to the hilt. Staying like that for a moment, Gene feels so, so ridiculously full, Ray’s cock buried inside him. It’s one of the best feelings in the world. The press of Ray’s body against his, the warmth surrounding him, that lascivious look in his blue eyes that tells Gene that Ray is feeling just as euphoric as himself… He can’t get enough of it.

Ray starts off slow, gradually building speed as he thrusts. Gene reaches up and grabs Ray’s torso, desperately holding on and keeping him in place as the pressure keeps building and building. Gene’s own cock rubs against Ray’s abdomen—the thrusts moving in time, a delightful rhythm of friction. Inside and out, from above and within, flutters flow throughout him, making his heart sing.

Sex with Ray feels different than it does with any other person. When he’d lain with Toshiko, while he felt physically pleasured, he didn’t feel the same sparks in his heart. He was missing the soothing of his soul, the delight in coming together in such an intimate way. No, there’s something special with Ray. Something that draws Gene toward him no matter the circumstances. The beautiful singer who knows everything about him, who’s with him through thick and thin, who shares the same dreams of music and the band.