31.10.1988 - New Jersey

Jon's point of view

I woke up to the sound of Richie's guitar, playing a beautiful melody. "Morning Rich", I mumbled with still closed eyes and the strumming stopped, then footsteps were heard. "Morning handsome", Richie whispered silently into my ear and placed a kiss on my forehead, making me shiver. Finally I opened my eyes and looked into two big brown one's, pure love in them. His soft lips trailed over my jaw and collided on mine, leaving a soft kiss on them. "Now c'mon, get up sweetie", he mumbled as we parted. "Is there something important today?", I asked sleepily and ran one hand through his soft, messy curls. "Yeah, today there's a party at Dave's, y'know it's Helloween today!", Richie squealed and made me chuckle. "Okay babes, what do we have to wear?", I asked and he winked, then pulling me up out of the bed and wrapping his strong arms around my waist. "He said we could just come over like we want to go. So I guess like we look every day", he mumbled and I raised one eyebrow. "Rich, I think that's a bit boring" "But I don't want to wear a fancy costume!", he whined and I chuckled. Then an idea popped up in my head. "I got it babes! I will dress you!", I said excited and he shook his head as a no. "Pleeeeaseeee?????", I begged and he locked his eyes on mine, finally agreeing. "Yessss!", I squealed and got out of his embrace, roaming through the clothes in the closet. While I was searching for the clothes, Rich and Cookie were laying on the bed, both watching me curiously. "You're don't know what he has in mind either, do you?", I heard Richie talk to Cookie. I smiled and kept on searching, then I was finally done. "Here", I said and handed it to Richie. "Thanks, I thought it would be something extremely creepy", Richie chuckled and I just winked at him, pecking his cheek. "Well, I didn't say that I was done", I added after he had put on the clothes. His smile turned into a worried frown, and I bursted out laughing at that expression. "Hey, what are you going to do?", he asked, worried and confused. "You'll see", I replied and took his hand, pulling him into the bathroom. "Okay, sit down there please", I told him and pointed at the lid of the toilet. Richie just shrugged and sat down, the worried frown still plastered on his face. "Calm down babe, I'm not gonna disfigure you. I still have to stand you in bed afterwards", I whispered with a wink, making him chuckle and calm down a little. "Let's see...", I mumbled to myself, roaming through the little cabinet next to the mirror, finding an eyeliner, some mascara, rouge and a pink lipstick. I grinned to myself and turned to Richie, who wasn't happy at all. "No, you're not going to put that on my handsome face, I'm sorry" "You're such a self-lover, but sadly I agree with that, you sure got a really handsome face. But you agreed with me styling you, so you have to stand this now", I replied, pecking his cheek and caressing his locks. "Okay, I trust you babes", he whispered and kissed me softly, then closing his eyes. "Then we're gonna begin", I whispered and started putting the eyeliner and mascara on his eyelids and eyelashes, afterwards putting some rouge on his soft cheeks. As he opened his eyes, I slid the lipstick softly over his lips, making them glisten in a bright pink. When he stood up, I adored my work and my little sweetie. I finally got his grey hat out of the bedroom and put it on his head, then caressing his cheek. "You're so beautiful babes", I whispered and placed a kiss on his lips, making the lipstick smear around his mouth a little. "Thanks Jonny, now can I see myself?", he asked and I nodded, turning him around so he was facing the mirror. "God Jon, I look like a fucking chick... But I kinda like it, what do you think?", he asked and I hugged him from behind, whispering an 'I love you in every way' in his ear. He smiled widely and finally reapplied the smeared lipstick, waving a kiss to the reflection of himself in the mirror. "Lil hottie", I mumbled to myself and left the bathroom, searching for some clothes for me in the bedroom's wardrobe.

After I had finally found something, which was just a simple black top, bright blue pants and a black leather jacket, I went to the kitchen to have breakfast. Richie was already waiting there, whispering a silent 'wow' under his breath. Maybe it was because he loved my hair so much, but I'm never gonna know.

"Jonny... You're so hot...", Richie mumbled as I sat down in front of him, locking my eyes on his big brown ones. "Thanks, you too babes", I replied, laughing to myself as he blushed hard. "By the way, when do we have to be at Dave's?", I finally asked, making him face the ceiling while he was thinking. "I think it's our choice, but we can go over to him in an hour or something like that", he finally replied and I nodded, finishing my bun and my coffee. "Are we gonna take Cookie with us?", I asked and patted his little furry head. "No, it's gonna be a party with lots of people, I'm scared he gets lost and parties are also not good for dogs in general. I phoned my mum this morning and she said that she would take care of him for the time we're at Dave's. We can just drop Cookie off, my parents house is on the way to Dave's", Richie replied and I smiled, nodding. "That sounds good Rich. Well, we could just drive over your parents now, so we have a little more time", it was hard to get the words out of my mouth, I was horrified by the thought of meeting Richie's parents when being more that just his best friend. Richie nodded and so we put on our boots and I went to the car with Cookie in my arms. Richie followed close behind and opened the door for me, then closing it again when I was in. I carefully sat Cookie down on my lap and held him close, so he couldn't move away. When Rich was in too and we were driving towards his parents house, I got more nervous that I had ever been. What if they wouldn't like me dating their son? What if they would hate Richie for being with me? Without noticing, I was clenching my fists so tightly, that my nails left marks on the sensitive skin of my inner hand. I was also breathing quick and stared wide eyed out of the front window. "Jon... Did you even listen to me?" Fuck, Richie had said something? My fists just clenched even tighter and shivers ran down my spine, making my body shake. "Jon?... Jonny?", Richie asked worried and stopped the car on the side of the street. "Jon? What's up?" He gently caressed my cheek and tried to get my attention. "Rich... I'm scared", I whispered cracked, making his eyes fill with confusion. "Why babes? Please tell me why", he whispered, still caressing my cheek. "What if your parents hate me for loving you?", I mumbled and he looked down, still not moving his hand away from my cheek. "Look Jon, I'm afraid too. But they are my parents, and you know how they are. They love it when I'm happy, and you're the reason I'm happy. So they'll love you too", he finally whispered, sliding his hand from my cheek down to my thigh, rubbing his thumb over the jeans. Slowly I laid my hands on his and locked my eyes on those big brown orbs, seeing them smile soothingly at me. "Okay?" "Okay", I replied and squeezed his hand lightly before he faced the road again and started driving once more.

As Richie pulled up in front of his parents house, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, then turning to face my lover. "Everything will be good, calm down", Richie whispered and leaned in to kiss me lovingly. I nodded as we parted and got Cookie from my lap up into my arms, then leaving the car with Richie holding the door open. "Jon?" "Yeah?" "Just relax, okay? I'm always by your side", he whispered and kissed my forehead before leading me to the front door. Even though Richie had calmed me down with his words, I was extremely nervous. He pressed the doorbell and as it rang, a cold shiver ran down my spine. There was no way of going back. Then there were footsteps heard and the door swung open, revealing Richie's mom and his dad in the background. "Hey mum, hey dad", Richie said happily and hugged them both, making my heartbeat quicken in nervousness again. "Hey Richard, and Jon is there too!", his mom said excitedly, hugging me tightly after I had sat Cookie down on the floor. "Hello Mrs. Sambora, I'm really happy to be here", I whispered shyly and she smiled. "Jon, please just call me Joan. You've been Richard's best friend for so many years now that you are like a second son to me. And I'm very happy to have you here too", she replied and I gulped when she talked about Richie and me being best friends for so long now. If only she would know.

After I had greeted Richie's dad with a handshake, they led us into the living room, gesturing us to sit down on the couch. We gladly took the offer and sat down, our knees touching because we sat so close to each other. "Rich, do you wanna tell them about us?", I asked him silently and he nodded, making my heart drop. "I don't wanna lie to my parents, you know?", he whispered and I nodded, leaning a little back on the couch. Richie's parents had sat down too, they were facing us from the couch on our opposite side. "So you two, how's it going? We heard that you released an album in September, Joan directly bought it", Richie's dad Adam chuckled and Joan blushed a little. "Well, everything's going pretty well right now, we're about to go on tour, it will start next month", I replied, they nodding understandingly. "Well mom and dad, I think we have to tell you something important too", Richie said nervously. His parents eyes filled with concern and showed a slight shade of worry. "What is it?", Joan finally asked, making Richie face his lap and gulp. He then slowly laid his hand on my thigh and I laid mine on top of his, squeezing it lightly but holding onto it for dear life. "We're in love", Richie finally whispered and glanced up to his parents, who looked a little confused. "You... are a couple?", Joan asked and we nodded shyly, blushing a little. "Well, I haven't expected that, but everything's fine, I'm so happy you finally found the right one Rich. As long as you're happy, I'm happy too", Joan finally said and a stone fell from my heart. She was fine with us. She wouldn't hate my lover. "Told you they wouldn't hate us", Richie whispered and kissed my cheek, still holding my hand lovingly. "Good luck you two, we wish you all the best", Mr Sambora said, his wife nodding at his words. "Thanks Mr and Mrs Sambora", I whispered still a little shy and they chuckled. "Jon, please don't call us like that anymore. I can't count the times you were here anymore because it was so often. Just call me Adam and my wife Joan", Adam said, making me blush and nod. "Okay, Adam", I replied and leaned my head against Richie's shoulder, closing my eyes for a moment. Richie smiled into my hair and wrapped one arm around my waist to pull me comfortably close. "Look, he was never like that with a girl", Joan whispered to Adam and I smiled as he agreed. It was right, Richie was so kind to me that I barely thought he had been like that to another person before. "Rich?", I mumbled. "Mmh?" "I love you", I whispered and lifted my head to look into his beautiful eyes. "I love you too babes", he replied and kissed me gently, then moving back into the position from before. Suddenly Cookie jumped on my lap and climbed up my shirt, to lick Richie and me through the face. "Stop it Cookie!", I squealed and set his little paws down from my shoulders and back onto my lap. He just wagged his tail and turned to look at Joan and Adam. "Well, this must be the little dog you were talking about this morning, Richard. His name is Cookie, isn't it?", Joan asked and we both nodded, seeing the smile on their faces. "Okay, Jonny, when do you want to go to the party?", Rich asked me while drawing little circles on my forearm with his thumb. "Um, I don't know. When do you want to go?", I asked back and cuddled a little closer to him. "We could go now if you are okay with that", he replied and locked his deep brown orbs on my blue ones. "Yeah, that's fine by me", I whispered and kissed his soft lips once again, then caressing his locks before letting him go.

After we had explained everything important for Cookie to Richie's parents, Richie and I finally drove off to Dave's. The whole ride I watched my lover in adoration and studied every little detail about him. And everything he did was cute. The way he bit his bottom lip lightly, the way his bangs fell over his chestnut brown eyes, the way he tucked strands of his locks behind his ear, the way he licked over his lips when he was nervous and of course his gorgeous smile. "You're adorable", I finally mumbled and watched his face flush, a deep blush creeping up his cheeks. "Thanks sweetheart", he replied and kissed me quickly, so he wouldn't drive somewhere we wouldn't want to go. "Oh, we're there", he finally whispered and pulled up in front of David's house, getting out of the car and pouting as he couldn't open the door for me because I had already gotten out by myself. "But I wanted to be a gentleman for my sweetie", he whined and I chuckled, then facing the lil cutie again. "Rich, today you're the chick", I replied and made a half smile half frown appear on his handsome face. "But..." "No 'But' Rich, I'm not gonna argue about that now", I simply said and took his hand, leading him to Dave's front door. Richie still was a little stunned by the fact that I had called him a chick, but I could help it, he looked like one. I was still deeply in love with him, but that he was looking like a chick was a fact and he had to deal with at least me calling him a chick the whole evening. I knew he would be pissed off in the end of the evening but honestly I didn't care. Finally Dave opened the door for us and we stepped inside.

"Hey guys, how're you doin'?", Dave asked excited, we just replying with a 'good so far'. He then went off with some chick by his side, leaving us alone in the chatting crowd in his living room. There were lots of friends and people I knew, but still there were some strangers to me. But I was pretty sure to make new connections this evening anyways. "C'mon Rich, let's just go somewhere into the garden, where it hopefully isn't that full", I suggested and Richie nodded, letting me lead him outside by his hand. Thankfully I was right, it wasn't so crowded in Dave's little garden. There were only a few people around, but still some I knew damn well. "Hey Jon, you've brought a really hot chick tonight", a familiar face greeted me with a wink. It was Vince Neil. "Hi Vince, how's it going? And yeah I agree, Rich is really hot tonight", I said with a chuckle and wrapped one arm around his waist. Rich and Vince looked into each other's eyes quickly and I thought I saw a slight shade of fear in Richie's eyes. But as quick as I saw it, it was gone again. So quickly that I wasn't even sure if it had been really there. "Hey Vince, how's Mötley doin'?", Richie asked and Vince grinned, his greenish-brown eyes meeting mine. "Mötley's doing good, all the boys are here too. We're just done with our last tour and plan on going into the studio again anytime soon. And you guys?", Vince replied, switching his eyes from me to Richie and back to me. "We're just about to go on tour and afterwards we'll see, but from all I know the tour will last for more than a year", I said, sighing at the thought of hiding my sexuality from the public again for more than a year. Vince just seem to be able to read minds. "And how's your love life Jon?", he asked and I almost choked because I was so surprised. "E-everything's fine, I'm doing good", I replied and tightened my grip around Richie's waist even further, but in a way that only he could notice. "And how will she think about Rich and you being that close?", Vince asked and my eyes almost bugged out. "What?" "I just asked what your girl is thinking of the closeness between Richie and you", he repeated, making me almost laugh. "Well, because you don't seem to know, I don't got any girl", I exclaimed after a while, making his eyebrows furrow in confusion. "What? Now I don't understand anything anymore", he replied, making Richie grin. "Well, he's mine", Richie said proudly and I blushed, kissing him on the cheek. "You... You are gay?", Vince asked surprised and we nodded. "Hell yeah. Gay is yay", Richie said, making Vince and me burst out laughing. "What the hell was that Rich?", I asked after a while, still laughing a little. "Just something I thought would fit into the moment", he replied and I shook my head. "You're such a creep, you know?", I whispered and he smirked, kissing me lovingly on my lips. "Of course babe. Wanna drink something with the Mötley guy?", he asked and I nodded. "If you don't mind...", I questioned Vince, who just shrugged and finally managed to say a 'yeah, why not'. Rich went to get the drinks after asking us what we wanted and we we're left talking about things I thought I would never know. Vince told me he is bisexual and had a crush on Richie once. It was so cringe, that I could just raise my eyebrows. He also told me that he once saw Rich on the beach in 1987. He kissed him but Richie pulled away and started to cry. Vince then said, that he had just left. "Wait, you kissed him and then ran away?", I asked confused and Vince nodded. "He was just so hot in that moment, that I couldn't help but kiss him. I knew it was wrong, but stupid me just did it. Then I was having a certain kind of dreams about him for a week", he described, leaving me shocked and confused. "Hey guys", a familiar voice said from behind me and handed me a beer, then Vince his Jack. "Rich, I hope you're okay with the fact that I told Jon about that one thing that happened on the beach in 1987?", Vince asked Richie and his face fell flat a his statement. "Um, sure...", he replied, fear in his soft, husky voice. "Y'know Rich, I used to crush on you back then, but it's over now" Richie let out a deep sigh of relief at Vinces words and wrapped an arm around me, kissing the top of my head. Now I was understanding everything, the awkward silence between them and the fear in Richie's warm gaze. It was just confusion. After a while the rest of the Crüe came over too and we chatted for quite a long time, Richie and me finally ending up walking back to the car. Richie had drunk a little more than me, but in fact, we we're both too drunk to drive back home. So we just got in the backseat, relaxing for a while. "Babyyyy?", he slurred, making me face him. Except from being completely drunk he was as hot as ever, so hot that I was on fire again. "Yes Richie?", I asked finally, laying one hand on his thigh. "Will you make love to meeee? Pleaseee?", he whispered again, his warm hand holding mine and his big brown orbs looking at me with a begging look in them. It was impossible to resist this. So I smiled at him, crashing my lips on his soft ones, alcohol meeting alcohol. His hat flew on the front seat while I laid him down on the backseat, straddling his waist with my legs. His cheeks were reddening and he bit his bottom lip, looking at me nervously but full of lust. After I had checked once again that the windows were tinted, I fumbled with his belt, opening it and sliding his pants down his legs. He breathed shakingly as my hands wandered under his shirt and blouse, slowly stripping it over his head. As I left kisses on his chest and slowly went further south, he stopped me. "Jonny, you're definitely too clothed for this", he mumbled and I smirked against his skin, taking off my shirt, leather jacket and pants, then returning to my place. "Mmh, that's much better", he panted and caressed the skin of my back while my kisses were already right above his belly button. Our boxers were gone pretty fast after that and I soon pushed past his tight muscles, Richie moaning on my mouth. "This feels so fucking good Jonny..", he whispered as I started thrusting.  "Hell yeah. Even though the backseat isn't the best place for that", I panted with a wink, then speeding up a bit. "God, right there Jon...", Richie moaned with closed eyes, his hair glueing to everything it touched. I hurried and directly hit that spot again, making him let out an even louder moan. "I'm just about to...", he mumbled, me thrusting into him once more. Then he came hard, his warm cum covering his belly lightly. It didn't take much for me as well, I came shortly after him and cuddled up to his sweaty chest. "Amazing, sweetie", he whispered and I smirked, kissing his collar bone. "Rich, should we dress again?", I finally asked and he nodded, playing with my hair and slowly sitting up. I held onto the back his neck and kissed him softly, then burying my face in the crook of his neck. "Love you sweetheart", he whispered and caressed the sweaty skin of my back. "Love you too Rich", I mumbled against his skin and pulled away to gather my clothes from the floor. I then got completely off of Richie, putting them on and sitting down on one seat afterwards. I felt really exhausted, my eyes slowly fell shut, but I kept myself awake by clenching my fists tightly. Richie was finally completely dressed again, it took him quite long because he was drunk and still a little struck by the love making we had just finished. He finally laid down on the backseats, me crawling on top of him. Then I fell asleep, my head resting on his shoulder and my arms wrapped around his warm chest.