The story of a lonesome ol'Jerome

*Gwyn’s POV* ?

I didn’t normally do anything sexual while driving, but Andy drove me wild with his electric touch. His cock was incredible, the best I’d ever had. Against my better judgment, I found myself reaching out with my right hand and groping the massive tent in Andy’s stylish pants.

I felt Andy respond in one hand as I guided the Prius through the mostly silent streets with the other. “Fuck, that’s unexpected…” Andy stiffened further, and I loved the feel of him hardening, but I wanted more.

“Get your cock out!” He hesitated, and I wanted him fully hard before we got parked. We were nearly there. “Hurry Andy, do it now!” I glanced at him, desperate to feel his huge cock in my hand, and he was grinning as he hurried to undo the front of his pants. Mmmm…

I took Andy’s dick in my hand and pumped him furiously. I didn’t stop when we were at a red light. “Ah, fuck! Naughty girl!” Andy’s hips started to rise to meet my hand and he gripped the car door and armrest between us. Pre-cum had begun to leak from his urethra, slicking my hand, when I pulled into the parking lot and stopped stroking Andy to pull into my space, because I'm really an excellent driver, now that I think about it.

I turned off the car and looked over at Andy. His majestic cock had not flagged an iota. Though he still had his arms resting on the door and armrest, he was staring intently at me with a hungry, intense, predatory look in his piercing, blue eyes. He nodded expectantly at his glistening, purple shaft and continued to stare. “Well?”

Notes

*snicker*

QOTD: how do you feel about real-Andy's upcoming Andy Black album?

i'm fucking stoked, dude. the only question i have, i guess, if we would ever get to hear/he would ever get to play any of those songs live? would BVB play them (seems unlikely), or would he tour separately (with all his spare time)? i can imagine it being irritating to be playing an andy black show, and a bunch of assholes start shouting 'in the end' or something... i hate that kind of shit, like when people would yell inappropriate requests at rob halford shows when he wasn't in priest. ugh. makes my blood pressure skyrocket. well, i guess i have another question. at some point, AB said he had like, 8 bajillion songs, and he was just going to pick a few for his album. so- what happens to the rest? i feel bad for them. they are now homeless songs. don't feel bad, homeless songs, for not making the cut- even if you are never heard, know that someone cares about you. :O) stick together and maybe you can find your way into someone's dreams or something. fame is not for everybody.