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The Brain Is The Greatest Erogenous Zone	By : varenoea Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Rammstein Views: 2543 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Rammstein. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclaimer: I do not know or own any member or musician of this band. All that is written here and in the following chapters is a big lie.
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Sighing, Flake shoved his glasses higher up on his nose. They tended to slide back down.
He was sitting in the tour bus. Reading a book. Just wanting to have a quiet evening, away from all that was going on after the concert, from the others who had just gone away to make a call to order some Pizza or noodles or whatever.

“Narziss und Goldmund”. Hesse. Somewhat… homoerotic, he couldn’t help reading that into it. If he was honest, he had bought the book because somebody had told him that it was about a very unphysical homoerotic love story. He could always say that he read it for the sake of literature. Not for the sake of creating tickling warm images in his head.

“Ouuuuaaargh.” A loud groan and heavy, staggering footfalls on the steps into the bus startled him.
“How are you, Till?” said he without looking up.

“…horrible. My back is gonna kill me…” Till desperately tried to stretch and pulled his head over to the left, then to the right. “Ow. Ow.”

“Maybe you shouldn’t do this kind of hard job at your age”, said Flake and grinned up into the half-dark corridor between the bunks.

“Haha. Prankster.” Till tried to sit down slowly. He sighed. “What are you reading?”

“There.”

“Ah. Looks interesting. What is it about?”

“Friendship between two men.”

“Sounds good. Can I borrow it when you’re done?” He tried to rotate his shoulders and made pained faces.

“Yep.”

“…you want to read, don’t you?” Something helpless in Till’s tone caught Flake’s attention.

“Why?”

“Because… Doctor, you know…” Till grinned and tried to look like a puppy. He succeeded. Like a very big, very demented Great Dane puppy. “Do you know what to do against that pain in my back?”

Flake snorted a sudden, involuntary laugh. “I’m not a doctor, you dork. I can rearrange your spine with a spanner, but that’s all I can do.”

Till crept over and sat down on Flake’s bedside. “It’s right here.” He patted over the lower part of his back and lifted this t-shirt a little, his face pitiful.

Flake suddenly didn’t feel too well about the sudden closeness of Till who was about to take his shirt off. It made his skin flush and his heart thud in his ears. His mouth suddenly felt very dry. “Ah”, he mumbled, somewhat ashamed. “The lumbar vertebrae.”

A smile shone on Till’s face. “I knew you know a thing about that. I thought you could maybe… you know… knead my back a little? You’d save my life.”

For a second, the only sound that could be heard in Flake’s ears was a single loud heartbeat. His voice said, a little annoyed, “if it helps you…”

“Hmmm, yes.” Till stripped the shirt off, carefully.

Don’t flush, you idiot. Don’t flush!

“Do you have some kind of cream or oil?” Flake asked as cool as a cucumber. At least he hoped he sounded that way.

“Hm. Here.” Till tossed a black plastic bottle. It landed on the bed beside the book. Flake picked it up.

“Lubricant?” He snickered. “What do you need that for?”

“Practical. You can use it for backrubs and for sex, and the good stuff also helps if your hands are chapped in the winter.”

“Very practical”, echoed Flake while his stomach had turned into a tight, burning little knot.

“Where do you want me to lie?” Till looked around and then came back to Flake’s bed.

“Yeah, that’s okay.” He’s in my bed. What an irony. In my bed.

Till stretched out. Flake dripped a little lube into his hands and started warming it a little, trying not to look down on the broad back in front of him.

Till, his head already buried in the pillow, pulled his pants down a little, half-heartedly, to give Flake better access to the aching muscles. Flake only noticed when he had taken a seat on the back of Till’s thighs and looked down.

I… can see a little bit of the crack… oh no…

“What was that?” chuckled Till.

“Err… What?!”

“You just gulped so loudly that I thought you’re trying to swallow a hippo or something.”

“Oh? Really.” Flake let the fluid drip down onto the middle of Till’s back, closed his eyes, breathed out as quietly as possible and started to distribute it downwards with trembling hands.

“Don’t need to be careful. Just deep and slow, so it gets into the muscles”, mumbled Till lazily.

“Hm”, answered Flake and prayed. He started rubbing slowly up and down with the ball of the thumbs, “’s that okay?”

“Hmmmm”, answered Till from somewhere in the pillow.

Along the spine, on both sides. Just always in circles, around the bone, never on it.
“Aaaaaaoooouurgh!” Till growled.

“Did that hurt?” Flake was startled out of his concentration.

“Yes. It hurts… but it’s bound to. Never mind.”

Flake’s eyes were on the skin in front of him, and his imagination was taking advantage of him. Trying hard to breathe normal and to keep his fingers from trembling, he determinedly circled on, along the spine, downwards. How far can I go before he notices…? Still a little deeper? A bit of my hand was really just almost touching his buttock. And there - again. Oh no. I’ve got to go up again….

Warm, slightly sweaty smell mixed with anti-perspirant emerged into his nostrils. Till’s eyes were closed, and he looked absolutely peaceful apart from an occasional twitch when it hurt. He looked like he was falling asleep.

If I could only shove the pants down a little deeper. Just a tiny little bit. If I could just run my finger along the rim of the pants, only the fingertip. Stroke a little, maybe. If I could just bend down and kiss the back of his neck, right where the hair starts. If I could just breathe hot onto the back of his neck, and kiss him…”

Till growled with pleasure.

Flake swallowed. The world before his eyes had completely vanished. I could pull his pants down, just a little more, and stroke his backside with my fingertips. So softly he would only feel it through the hair. I could just… place my hand on one side, and with the other I would reach to the front and slowly push my fingers under his belly, and then put them all around his dick… that hard, velvety feeling… and slowly start to pull the skin up and down. Slowly. And while I’d be stroking his arse, I would very slowly get more and more close to the middle.

And at some point I would start stroking into the crack… that’d be feeling even more intense for him… and then, I’d take the lube from his back and put it on two fingers… and then, slowly so he has time to protest if I’m going too fast for him, I’d push them between the buttocks, and to the hole… and then my fingers would…just vanish… inside of him… bit by bit, and he would be so impaled on my fingers and hooked on my other hand where I’d jerk him off. And that big body would be so… helpless, and writhing with pleasure, and so surrendered, and I’d know it was only because of m….

“Aaouw.” Till’s torso turned around slowly, like a hippo with no bones. Flake jumped up.

“Enough already?” Lucky that his huge striped pullover covered his crotch.

“Already? That was clean half an hour. Thank you. It feels much better already. I owe you something, remind me of that…” Till got up groaning, put on his shirt and staggered towards the door of the bus like a drunk. “Thanks a lot.”

“My pleasure”, croaked Flake weakly. And while the rest of the band sat outside noisily, ate Pizza and drank beer from cans, Flake was buried over the tip of his nose under the blanket of his bed and had the most hot and desperate wank of his previous life.
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