Colton
The performance began with a thick beat, flashing lights, and the silhouette of Dean’s face and body on huge video screens. The lights came up on Dean behind the deck in a silver jacket.
He mixed through a series of short snippets of his biggest hits, then set the main song in motion. Suddenly, two smokestacks spouted into the air on each side of the decks with awhoosh, and Dean flew straight up into the air, landing on stage in front of the deck amongst his dance troupe. While the audience applauded, David and Nelly removed his jacket, which contained the aerial harness, as the remaining dancers gyrated to the beat in front. Dean stepped forward to join his troupe and began to singand dance. As usual, he was a master showman…a perfect combination of Beyoncé and Mick Jagger.
Prior to the performance, Dean had been informed that he and his troupe could not perform shirtless. So, what did he do? He put them all in their signature tight black pants, no shirt, leather suspenders, and tiny little disco-ball pasties over their nipples.
He’s such a badass!Colton thought, proudly watching his boyfriend dominate the Grammy stage.
After her introduction, Taylor returned to Colton so they could enjoy Dean’s performance together. Several times during the number, the camera focused directly on Colton and Taylor, dancing and singing along with Dean.
As Colton enjoyed the spectacle on stage, the world around him seemed to slow down and everything went quiet except for the hard thump of his heart in his ears.
A realization splashed over Colton like a bucket of cold water.
That beautiful man on that stage, surrounded by six shirtless dancers, shaking his ass on live TV…that’s the love of my life.
In that moment, Colton understood beyond a shadow of a doubt that Dean was the one, the man he wanted by his side forever.
No more bullshit,he thought as Dean finished his number and took a bow to thunderous applause.
Colton slowly opened his eyes and woke with a smile.
The Grammy Awards felt like an incredible dream! Had it really happened? Dean won three Grammys last night, the first dance artist in history to do so, and his performance on the Grammy stage was a hit, close to perfection.
And after the ceremony, the celebratory fuck provided by Colton was the perfect end to the evening.
Waking the next morning, with Dean sleeping peacefully next to him, his head resting on Colton’s shoulder, arm draped acrosshis ribs and that thick, muscular thigh resting on his leg, his beautiful, handsome face soft and angelic as he slept, must be what Heaven felt like, or pretty damn close.
Colton smiled and kissed the top of his head as he stirred and woke.
“Morning, sunshine.” Dean smiled.
“Morning, baby.” Colton kissed his cheek. “Or should I say…morning Mr. History Making Grammy Winner!” He grinned as he rolled on top of Dean.
“Aw shucks! I didn’t do nothin’, ‘cept shake my ass on stage.” Dean laughed.
“And you looked damn good, baby! I was hard just watching you! You got me so hot.”
Dean giggled, “Yeah, I know! I don’t think I’ll be able to walk today after the pounding you gave me last night.”
Colton blushed. “You know how to push my buttons. I couldn’t control myself.”
“I fucking loved it! You know you’re the mayor of Pound Town.” Dean moved his lips to Colton’s, but just as their kiss began to deepen, Dean’s phone dinged with a message.
“Better check that now…cause once we get started, we’re gonna be here a while.” Colton smirked.
Deans laughed and rolled to the side table to retrieve his phone. There was a message from Jordan.
Jordan: After the Grammys, record sales increased 500%!! You made close to 2 million dollars overnight!!
Dean sat there frozen, his mouth hanging open in astonishment.
“What? What is it?” Colton asked, seeing his reaction to the message.
Dean closed his mouth and showed Colton the message.
Colton’s eyes widened and his own mouth dropped open. “Holyshit…baby! That’s incredible!” He grabbed Dean, kissing him deep. “You rocked theshitout of that stage last night, and that’s your reward.”
