First Time At The Bourbon Room

PsychoHanyo: I'm back! It's been forever since I published here, but I've just been buried in non adult-fanfics and homework, so I haven't had time. But I'm back and ready to go!

Disclaimer: I do NOT own "Rock of Ages" or any characters, locations, items contained within. I make NO money off of writing in this fandom.

Disclaimer 2: I do NOT use the song used in this chapter. The song is "I Want Your Sex Part I) by George Michael. I make NO money off of using this song.

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The pounding, head bashing, rock and roll music that made the Bourbon Room THE Bourbon Room did not permeate through the walls in Dennis’ office. Bent over the side of the desk and taking one hell of a pounding from his lover behind him, Lonny moaned and ignored the fact that he couldn’t hear his beloved music. For it was a far better heaven being dry humped by the one he loved. Nails dug into his shirtless sides as Dennis held tightly to continue his harsh movements.

“Damn it, Lonny…” Dennis moaned, leaning down to kiss a sharp shoulder blade on the side of raven black hair. “So good…”

“Mm…” Lonny didn’t argue. “H-Harder, Dennis, damn it…”

His lover complied; making the desk skid slightly on the floor from the force of his movements.

“D-Damn it…I’m almost there…fuck…!”

Lonny moaned deeply as he felt Dennis arch against him; his hard manhood pressing nicely between two clothed butt cheeks. Dennis practically fell on top of Lonny; his mind reeling from the orgasm that his throbbing manhood was recovering from. His nails dug harshly into Loony’s back; making the other moan. Dennis reached around with one hand and slid between Lonny and the desk. He pressed his fingers in a massage against Lonny’s own rock hard organ.

“Dennis…yes…yes…right there…right there…oh!” Lonny arched off the desk as he came.

The lovers fell into a moment of silent bliss; panting chest pressing against heaving back.

“I love you…” Dennis whispered, nibbling on the back of Lonny’s neck.

“Love you too…” Lonny stifled a moan as a knock hit the office door.

“Come back later!” Dennis answered.

Another knock.

Dennis growled in reply. “I’m fucking busy!” He cursed. “I said specifically no interruptions, didn’t I?!”

“It’s important!” A voice called from behind the door. “Stacee is on the phone, man!”

“Damn it.” Dennis backed up from Lonny, looking down to check and see if he was presentable. Thankfully, there was no stain on his pants. He pat Lonny on the back and kissed his temple before going to the door and slipping out.

Lonny sighed and put his elbows on the desk; holding his head up in his hands. His curly black hair spilled around him like a curtain as he pouted. It wasn’t every day when he and Dennis could get it on in the office. And when they actually had the chance, something either interrupted them in the middle of it, or took Dennis quickly away once they finished. It was a real pain in the backside, but what else would be expected at The Bourbon Room? Not to mention the fact that they hadn’t actually come out to everyone yet as a couple. They didn’t know how anyone would react. Sherrie and Drew probably wouldn’t give a flying rat’s ass, and Stacee had made jokes about it in passing when he was actually sober. But would anyone else accept it? Not that Lonny cared either way. He knew what was true and what wasn’t, and he was fairly certain that Dennis knew as well. They’d gone on dates together in public before, but they’d held back on the romance until they got back to one of their apartments for some sexual tension relief. They hadn’t gone as far as Lonny would have liked, yet, but that was fine. A dry hump or a quick blowjob was alright with him; though it was a far cry from the real thing he desperately wanted since he’d met Dennis. Lonny sighed and picked up a photograph sitting in a frame on the table. It was one of his favorite pictures of the two of them. They sat together at a picnic table on the boardwalk, Lonny eating a large multicolored swirly lollipop. Dennis sat next to him, a small smile plastered on his face. He’d told the woman who took the photo that they were cousins, and she seemed to buy it-and not care anyway.

“There's things that you guess

and things that you know” Lonny began singing, setting the picture down.

“There's boys you can trust. And girls that you don't.”

He ran his fingers along the photo frame as he went to retrieve his shirt from the other side of the office.

“There's little things you hide

and little things that you show.”

He picked up his shirt and pulled it on over his head as he sang.

“Sometimes you think you're gonna get it

But you don't and that's just the way it goes”.

He sighed heavily as he walked to the slightly open office door and peered outside. The corridor was empty, except for one man mopping up a mess on the floor; most likely vomit or booze.

“I swear I won't tease you

won’t tell you no lies.”

Lonny leaned on the door frame, throwing one arm up over his head as he grabbed a half-empty bottle of scotch from the ground.

“I don't need no bite

Just look in my eyes”

He took a swig from the bottle.

“I've waited so long baby

Now that we're friends…”

Spotting people coming down the corridor, Lonny arched off of the wall and smashed the bottle of scotch on the ground, spilling what little liquid was left in it. The two walking down the hallway, the curly haired Drew and the blonde Sherrie, stopped suddenly to stare at him. Lonny waved them off with a showing of his middle finger and ambled down an adjoining hallway.

“Every man's got his patience

and here's where mine ends”

Lonny jumped on top of a keg one of the workers was pulling on a pull cart. He stumbled and wobbled but managed to maintain his balance.

“I want your sex

I want you

I want your sex!”

He jumped from the keg to a bar stool that was by the band’s dressing room and wobbled until he caught himself and prevented his fall.

“It's playing on my mind

It's dancing on my soul

It's taken so much time

So why don't you just let me go.”

He leaned forward and sent the barstool crashing down. Falling onto the ground, Lonny flipped backwards and stood up.

“I'd really like to try

Oh I'd really love to know.”

He stalked off down the hall towards the main stage; ignoring the rockers grabbing at his clothes.

“When you tell me you're gonna regret it

then I tell you that I love you but you still say no!”

He pulled free and hopped onto the bars separating the Mosh pit from the bar area.

“I swear I won't tease you

won’t tell you no lies.”

I don't need no bite.”

He leaned backwards as he belted out lyrics that no one seemed to be hearing.

“Just look in my eyes

I've waited so long baby

out in the cold…”

Lonny lay back dangerously close to the thrashing bodies in the Mosh pit; holding onto a railing for support.

“I want your sex

I want your love

I want your…”

He pulled himself up and climbed onto the top rung. Holding onto the top rung with his hands on either side of his perched feet, he hung his ass over the crowd and wiggled it back and forth a couple times.

“Sex”

Lonny smirked as he scanned the room for Dennis.

“It's natural

It's chemical”

“Let's do it!” The crowds sang back loudly.

Not seeing Dennis, he stood straight up and used only his feet for leverage; ignoring that he was only wearing socks.

“It's logical

Habitual.”

“Can we do it?” Hands were pumped into the air; pinky and pointer fingers extended with their thumbs crossed over the middle and ring fingers.

“It's sensual

But most of all

Sex is something we should do

Sex is something for me”

Lonny pointed to himself.

“And you!”

His arm extended as he pointed a sweep over the crowd.

“Sex is natural

Sex is good

not everybody does it”

A couple drunks staggering by, reaching to him with fists to bump into his.

“But everybody should!” The crowds agreed with him.

“Sex is natural

Sex is fun

Sex is best when it's”

Lonny grabbed the railing and launched himself onto the deck where the bar was.

“One on one.” The crowds declared.

“One on one.” Agreed Lonny as he hopped onto an empty barstool and up onto the bar counter.

“I'm not your father

I'm not your brother.”

Lonny stalked across the counter top, ducking under lights and weaving around filled and half filled mugs of beer.

“Talk to your sister

I am a lover.”

Once at an empty area of the bar, he ran and slid onto his knees.

“C-c-c-c-come on.”

Lonny leaned forward on his hands and freed his legs. He plopped down on his backside; legs dangling behind the bar counter.

“What's your definition of dirty baby?

What do you consider pornography?”

Lonny swung around to lean off the other side of the bar. He held onto the counter as he leaned forward and peered around groups of thrashing bodies and smooching teenagers to try and spot Dennis.

“Don't you know I love you

Till it hurts me baby?”

Seeing nothing once again, he jumped off the bar and slipped around the various groups of people on the bar tier.

“Don't you think it's time

You had sex with me?”

Some people reached out and touched him as he slipped sideways and practically twirled around the reaching hands.

“What's your definition of dirty baby?

What do you call pornography?”

Lonny made it to the other side of the level and grabbed a rope leading to the rafters. He hoisted himself up as he continued singing.

“Don't you know

I love you till it hurts me baby?

Don't you think it's time

You had sex with me?”

Once on top of the rafters, he hit a malfunctioning spotlight with his fist and swung it through the crowd.

“Sex with me.”

He spotted Dennis in the back behind the stage, talking to someone that Lonny couldn’t see.

“Sex with me

Have sex with me”

Lonny turned the spotlight onto Dennis, but no one seemed to notice. Dennis, on the other hand, blocked the light with his hand as he turned to see where it was coming from.

“C-c-c-c-come on!”

Lonny hit the spotlight and it shattered. Shards of glass rained down on the bar level floor, but no one seemed to notice. Dennis, on the other hand, glared at him and pointed at him. Lonny grinned and pointed to himself, which Dennis responded to by slicing a finger across his neck and jutting his thumb into the back. Lonny waved him off and slid down the rope he’d used to get up to the rafters. With a huff, he continued to make his way back to the office.