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Almost Easy	By : Sevenfold Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Avenged Sevenfold Views: 1229 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Almost Easy
- 1
Who did he think he was? What, just because he’s gay, that makes it all right? No, it doesn’t, and Zack Baker was beyond fed up. He turned his head away from where his lover stood at the bar and back to his friends, who looked on with sympathetic expressions. Zack had the best friends in the whole wide world, he knew this for sure, but it annoyed the hell out of him to know theyfelt badfor what he was going through. He didn’t want anyone’s pity, and that’s exactly what their gazes withheld.
“Stop looking at me that way, guys,” Zack remarked, taking a big gulp of his drink.
“Sorry,” Matt spoke as the others looked away. “We just know you’re upset and…it upsets us, I guess.”
“Well, don’t let it. It’s not your problem.”
“But it is our problem,” Jimmy said now. “We drug you and Brian out tonight. If we’d have known it was going to end up like this, we would have just left you guys alone.”
“Don’t worry about it. It’s really not a big deal.”
The table fell silent after that, as they all continued to observe Brian’s antics. It was true that no one else outside the band and their families knew about the guitarist’s relationship; so, Zack really couldn’t blame the girls surrounding his boyfriend. But, Brian knew full well of their secret relationship. In fact, he was the one who started it. Zack scowled and ordered another round for the table.
“Thanks, man,” Johnny muttered cautiously.
“Don’t mention it,” Zack replied, his voice distracted and indifferent. Brian was originally supposed to go order shots for everyone. No harm done, no conflict, no problems; but Zack should have known better, though. That simple action turned into an hour long affair. It was always like Brian to draw attention to himself, whether purposeful or not. He was a beautiful man, and Zack supposed it was natural for so many individuals to be drawn to him. The fact of the matter, though, was that Brian didn’t have to respond to their advances. He knew for a fact that very night was supposed to be about hanging out with their beloved band mates. That was why they were invited out; not to gloat and brag about all his accomplishments to the females at the bar. But, of course, that was the choice Brian made, and Zack had had about enough.
“Guys,” He spoke up suddenly. The three others look up surprisingly at him. “Can one of you please take me home? I know I’m asking a lot, but--”
“Let’s go,” Matt said quickly.
“Really?”
“Yes, really. How can you possibly think it’s a lot to ask? Brian’s over there being a douche, it’s only normal that would ruin your time. So, let’s get out of here.” Matt stood up from his chair, and Zack followed with a small smile. He really did have the greatest friends ever.
“All right, well, I’ll talk to you guys later,” Zack said to Jimmy and Johnny.
“Feel better,” Johnny told him.
“And what do we tell Brian if he asks where you are?” Jimmy asked.
“Tell him the truth. He was being an ass, so I left.”
Jimmy nodded, looking a little unsure, and bid Zack a farewell, before the two men exited the bar without Brian so much as noticing.
~*~
Matt and Zack were silent for most of the ride; Zack, because he was upset and Matt, simply because he didn’t know what to say. He wanted to say something to comfort his friend, but he also didn’t want to accidently further Zack’s turmoil, so he decided to stay silent.
They were about half way to Zack and Brian’s place when Zack’s phone emitted its first ring of the night. The jade-eyed man sighed and dug in his pocket for the device.
“Brian?” Matt asked, though already knowing what the answer would be.
“Of course,” Zack replied. He quickly hit the ‘ignore’ button and set it down on his lap. “He ignored me the whole night, so it’s about time he got a taste of his own medicine.”
Matt grinned. “That’s right. You stick up for yourself, rhythm.”
“I intend to,” Zack said. “And now he’s texting me.”
Matt watched from the corner of his eye as Zack picked up the vibrating phone. “What’d he say?”
“He asked where I am. Jimmy must’ve pussied out in telling him off for me.” Zack typed out a quick response.
“What’d you expect? Like Jimmy of all people would be a bitch to Syn. What did you say back?”
“I told him it was none of his business and to leave me alone.” A long sigh left Zack’s lips following his statement. Matt could tell Zack didn’t want things to be this way; that he didn’t want to be mad at Brian; but the fact that he was, was inevitable.
Zack’s phone began to ring again, and the younger man shook his head as he decided to answer it this time.
“What, Brian?” He growled.
“Zack, where the hell are you?” Brian’s voice echoed throughout the car, letting Matt know the call was on speaker phone.
“Didn’t you read my text? I believe I said none of your business.”
“Why are you being like that? What the fuck did I do?” Brian sounded genuinely confused.
“Wow, really? Are youreallythat dense?” Zack shook his head.
“Baby, just tell me what I did! Jesus. Whatever it is, I’m sorry.”
“You’re always sorry, Bri, always. And then you just…do it again. Well, I’m done with it. If you wantthemso badly, you can have them. I won’t stand in your way.”
“Zack, what--”
Zack clicked the phone off and slipped it back in his pocket, obviously done answering anymore of Brian’s calls or texts, and leaned forward, colliding his fist with the dashboard.
“Hey, hey, hey!” Matt yelled. “Calm the fuck down, Zachary. My car has done nothing to you.”
Zack groaned in anger and let his head fall into his hands. “God, why does this shit always happen to me?! Why can’t I have a normal relationship?”
“Zack, no one is going to have anormalrelationship. Everyone has their problems; everyone has their ups and downs. That doesn’t mean you should end things with him, though. You’re upset, we all know that, but don’t go making hasty decisions in the heat of the moment.”
“I’m fucking not, okay?” Zack sat back in the seat. “I was just trying to scare him. I want him to think about the shit he’s doing, the shit he’s done, and maybe realize for once that it’s not all right.”
“So, you’re not going to break up with him?”
“No, Matthew. Is that all you’re concerned about? Does the fact that he hurt my fucking feelings even matter?”
Matt snapped his gaze from the road, over to Zack. “What?” An air of surprise was evident in his voice. “Of course that’s not all I’m concerned about. I’m worried about you and I’m worried about Brian. If you two broke up, that probably wouldn’t have a good effect on the band, right? So, naturally, I’m going to worry about everyone. Stop over-fucking-analyzing everything, kid. Trust me, you mean a whole hell of a lot to me and don’t ever doubt that.”
Zack’s expression softened dramatically. “Sorry,” He mumbled regretfully. “I’m just upset.”
“I know you are, but you don’t have any reason to be upset with me. You just need to relax. Brian’s going to come home, you two will argue, Brian will end up groveling, and you’ll cave and forgive him after he promises to never do it again. Then, most likely, you guys will have crazy make up sex. Everyone wins.” Matt gave a cheeky grin at the end, to which Zack rolled his eyes and showed a small smile of his own.
“That’s not what’s going to happen,” Zack defended. “He’s not gettinganythingfrom me. In fact, I’m going to make him sleep on the couch tonight. How about that one?”
“Hah!” Matt tossed his head back for a moment with laughter. “I’m sure you will, Zack.”
Zack stuck his tongue out at Matt, just as they pulled onto the street where he and Brian’s house was located. Matt stopped the vehicle right out front and watched as Zack unhooked his seat belt.
“Thanks for the ride, man,” Zack said, giving the bigger man a grateful smile.
“It’s no problem at all. I’m always here for you, bro.” Matt reached over and ruffled the other’s hair affectionately and Zack giggled. “Just give me a call when everything gets figured out, okay?”
“I will. Talk to you later, and thanks again!”
“No problem. Bye.”
Zack bid the bigger man a farewell as he exited the car and walked up to the house. As he entered, after waving to Matt’s departing vehicle, Zack felt his stomach tense. He had absolutelynoidea how Brian was going to react when he returned home, and for some reason, he was inexplicably nervous.
~*~
Zack settled down on the couch in the living room, after having had changed into something more comfortable. He wasn’t in the least bit tired as he gazed at the clock on the wall that read 2:30 AM. Normally, he’d be yawning his head off by now and probably slipping into bed with a certain lead guitarist. But, these weren’t normal circumstances, so therefore, he was stuck on the couch, watching an old John Carpenter flick.
Brian had called him about four or five times since Zack had last spoken to him. He figured that, by now, the brown-eyed man was probably on his way home. This was Brian’s normal routine; to try and make amends over the phone, before making any effort to come face to face with his boyfriend. If he had the ability to smooth things over without confrontation, he’d take that over the alternate any day. As it was, Zack was no longer answer his calls or texts, so Brian inevitably had to be driving back home.
It was about the time Dr. Susan Verner was murdered by the possessed children inVillage of the Damned, that Zack noticed lights shining through the curtains of the living room window, then a car engine shutting itself off, and he knew Brian had returned home. Zack didn’t move from his spot, though, and stayed trained to the film. He heard the door knob jiggling at the front door as Brian unlocked it and entered, slamming it behind him. His heavy footsteps approached the room Zack was in, and suddenly the previously dark space was illuminated, as Brian had obviously flipped the switch so he could see his scorned boyfriend.
“Zack,” Brian spoke, voice low and questioning. “What the hell is the problem?”
He didn’t get an answer, though, as Zack continued to watch the movie, stubbornly. Brian sighed and walked further into the room until he stood in front of the television, obstructing Zack’s view.
“Can you move?” Zack finally spoke, looking up at the taller man.
“No, I asked you a question, Zack.”
The one sitting scoffed. “Then I’ll just fucking go upstairs and watch it.”
He pushed himself up from the couch and attempted to move past Brian, who was having none of it. He caught Zack by the forearm and stopped him in mid-trek.
“Let me the fuck go,” Zack growled, trying to yank himself free.
“What the hell did I do? Huh? I wanna hear you tell me what I did this time,” Brian persisted, hand still heavy on his boyfriend’s arm.
“Let mego, Brian. It’s fucking obvious what you did, as all our friends saw you doing it. You know how fucking embarrassing that is; having the guy you’re supposed to be with talking to other people like you don’t evenexist? No, you wouldn’t know how that feels, because I’ve never and would never do that to you. Now, let me go!” He ripped his arm free, finally, and turned on his heel to flee the scene, Brian hot on his tail.
“What? Zack, what are you-- oh, my God, really? That’s what you’re-- Jesus Christ, Zack. I’m fuckinggay, and you’re mad because I was talking to girls? They approached me, first of all. Second, they were only asking about touring and our next CD and stuff like that. You’re blowing this way out of--”
Zack whipped around, half way up the stairs, with wide eyes. “No, I amnotblowing this way out of proportion! Like I’d believe none of them hit on you. And you were over there for a good hour. You’re meaning to tell me that whole time, all you guys discussed was the band?” Brian nodded. “Okay, so then how come they didn’t come over to talk to the rest of us? How come you didn’t bring them over?”
“I-- I don’t know! God, Zack, I’m sorry, okay?” Brian reached forward, trying to take Zack’s hand in his own, but Zack pulled away. Brian sighed, “What else do you want from me? What else am I supposed to say?”
Zack observed him for a moment, before shaking his head a little and turning to continue up the stairs. Brian followed, still, not ready to let up on his furious boyfriend. They entered the bedroom, and Zack walked through and into the adjoined bathroom. Brian stopped and changed out of his clothes and into some loose sweat pants, forgoing a shirt, before going after Zack again.
“Leave me alone,” Zack mumbled the best he could with a tooth brush sticking out of his mouth, as Brian came up behind him and wrapped his arms around the other’s waist.
“No,” Brian replied, voice low and quiet.
“Yes.” Zack pushed him away some as he leaned over the sink and rinsed his mouth. Brian stepped to the other side of Zack and pulled out his own tooth brush, beginning to brush his teeth as Zack exited the bathroom again. Brian hurried his actions along, just wanting to get back to conversing with Zack so he could speed along the forgiving process.
“Can we talk?” Brian asked as he walked into the bedroom. Zack stood on the other side of the room, staring out the window at the darkness below, as if it withheld something completely and utterly interesting.
“About what,” Zack replied, sounding indifferent.
“Youknowwhat I want to talk about, Zack. Can we not play this game right now?”
“Game,” Zack scoffed. He turned to face Brian now. His face glistened in the light, and it was obvious that he’d begun to cry some.
“Zack,” Brian gasped. “Come on, I said I was sorry!”
“It doesn’t fucking matter, Bri! You do the same thing every fucking time, and I’m sick of it. I’msosick of it. We can’t even go out and have fun because you pull the same shit. Are you embarrassed by me or something? Is that it?”
Brian’s eyebrows furrowed at this statement. Embarrassed by Zack? The thought never even occurred to the bigger man. “Why would I be embarrassed by you? Iloveyou.”
“Then why can’t you ever just stay with me when we go out places?! I know no one is supposed to know about us, but that doesn’t mean we can’t sit next to one another and at least act likefriends. You can’t even do that. You just have to go talk to skanks.” Zack wiped ruthlessly at the tears escaping his eyes. He hated crying, especially over something like this. It made him feel like such a little bitch.
“No, Zack,” Brian said. He moved closer to the other, ignoring Zack’s adamant protests, and pulled him against his chest. “It’s not like that, I promise.”
“Then what is it like?” Zack grumbled into Brian’s neck, refusing to return the embrace, but not fighting Brian’s own anymore.
“It’s just…I don’t think, Zack, okay? I never think. It’s not that I’m embarrassed by you and it’s definitely not that I want anyone else oranythinglike that. I love you; I love you so fucking much. You mean everything to me.Wemean everything to me. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I’m an idiot.”
“You are an idiot,” Zack sniffled. “A huge idiot.”
“I know. And if I have to, I’ll spend the rest of my life making it up to you. I’ll…I’ll do whatever I have to. Justplease, forgive me?” Brian reached a hand up and stroked at the back of Zack’s neck, twirling pieces of hair between his fingers. He knew for a fact this was something Zack always enjoyed, and smiled a little when he heard Zack let out a relieving purr, almost sounding like a cat.
“On one condition,” Zack managed to say.
“What’s that?”
“Neverfucking do that shit again. Do you hear me?” Zack pulled his head from Brian’s shoulder. “I’m serious. Just because you’re gay does not give you the right to socialize with other chicks and act like I don’t even exist.”
“Zack--” Brian tried to protest, only to be silenced as Zack’s index finger pressed against his lips.
“No excuses. Ask any of the guys, and they’ll agree that’s exactly what you did. I’m not messing around here. When we go out, no more of that shit. And you need to startthinking, okay?”
“Okay.”
“We have an agreement?”
“Yes. I told you I’d do anything. From now on, I’ll do my very best, I fucking promise.” Zack nodded and let out a heavy sigh as Brian wiped away the tears on his cheeks. “I love you.”
“I love you, too,” Zack replied.
“Let me show you how much I love you. Can I do that? Will you let me do that, Baby?” Brian’s voice was deep and heady.
“O-okay.” Zack nodded.
Brian smiled and let his hands drop to Zack’s hips, pulling the man closer to him. Their noses brushed together, and Brian gripped the hem of Zack’s shirt, hauling the material up over Zack’s head and tossing it to the floor, thus beginning the tell-tale pile. He pressed his lips to Zack’s, at first slow and deep, but quickly changing over to fast and downright erotic. Zack was the first to emit any kind of sound, it being a little whimper as their lower halves rubbed for the first time. Brian grinned against his lips and began to walk backwards toward the bed, swiftly turning them around so he could push Zack down first. He fell with a slight bounce, and Brian was right back on him again.
They kissed furiously, breaths shaky and tongues battling for domination. Brian won, of course, and explored Zack’s mouth with fervor. He loved this man, so dearly and desperately, and he wanted to prove it by any means necessary. He was going to make passionate love to him until the other man never forgot.
“Lift your hips, Baby,” Brian spoke against Zack’s lips. Brian sat back a little, allowing Zack to fulfill the task. Brian pulled the loose pajama pants Zack wore down and off, leaving him in only a pair of boxer briefs that appeared as if they were about to bust at the seams, thanks to Zack’s hardening cock.
“Get rid of yours, too,” Zack relayed, and Brian following by stripping himself of his sweats. Now matching, Brian crawled back over Zack’s body and kissed him again, slowly rotating his hips against Zack’s so their clothed erections rubbed together.
“You’re so sexy,” Brian told his boyfriend as he listened to the soft noises of pleasure Zack produced. “I’m gonna make you feelsogood.”
Zack nodded and bit down sensuously on Brian’s lip, to which the bigger man groaned a little and leaned in to kiss him again. Every dip and curve of their bodies fit perfectly, like two giant puzzle pieces; one tan and muscular, the other pale and curvy. Zacky arched his back when Brian began to caress him, starting at his shoulder, and continuing down to pinch at his right nipple, making the green-eyed man gasp and whimper. He pinched at the other one for a moment more, before rubbing down to the soft skin of his stomach, and ending at the bulge in his boxers. Zack moaned and closed his eyes as Brian squeezed and massaged the area with tender hands.
“Bri,” Zack said, breathlessly.
“Hm.”
“Please.”
“Please what, Baby? Tell me what you want.” Brian’s voice was sultry and laced with sex.
“Make love to me,” The younger man practically stuttered the request, but Brian heard it clearly, nonetheless.
“I plan on it.” He leant down and began kissing at the skin just below Zack’s belly button; soft, feather light presses of lips against the pale body.
Zack panted quietly as he watched, eyes hazy with need and fingers gripping in Brian’s hair. “Brian, please; just this once, don’t fucking tease.”
“Oh, poor baby. Am I torturing you? Hm? You want my cock?”
Zack groaned at Brian’s filthy words. “Yes.”
“Yeah? Where do you want it?” Brian furthered his tantalization by slowly inching Zack’s boxers down his hips and licking each time new skin was revealed.
“In,” Zack muttered.
“In where, Baby?”
“Inside! Fuck, please, please,please.”
Brian giggled and finally pulled Zack’s boxers completely off. Zack spread his legs further and Brian climbed in between them, lowering his head down to mouth at the head of Zack’s cock. Zack gasped in pleasure and jolted his hips up. Brian took him down to the hilt, suddenly, sucking in earnest, and Zack quite literallyscreamed.
“Mm,” Brian moaned his reply. He loved it when Zack was vocal like that.
He bobbed his head a few more times, before pulling away and sucking his middle and index finger into his mouth. He watched as Zack gnawed on his own lower lip, obviously excited at what was coming. The younger man propped his hips up a little, exposing himself for the bigger man’s greeting.‘He’s the perfect boyfriend’, Brian couldn’t help but think. He rubbed both spit-slick fingers over Zack’s entrance and bit his lip at the sight of it puckering. Zack had thehottestass Brian’s ever seen, and he didn’t mind vocalizing this to his boyfriend.
“Fuck, Baby; I wanna be inside you every fucking minute of every day. I can’t get enough of this.” At that, he slipped one finger inside.
Zack gasped and moaned. “Enough of what?”
“Of your tight ass,” Brian’s replied was all breath. “Jesus Christ, I could just…” He didn’t finish the statement, but slid in his second finger and thrusted them both in and out. Zack’s walls clung desperately to those fingers, and Brian’s cock hardened to its full extent almost immediately. He couldn’twaitto be inside him.
Deciding it was enough, he bent down and pressed a suckling kiss at the semi-stretched hole, and Zack moaned helplessly, holding his lover’s head there as if begging for more. It wasn’t very often that Brian wentdowndown on him, so the pleasure was greatly magnified.
“I thought you wanted me to make love to you, Baby,” Brian said with a chuckle.
“I do,” Zack replied, as if Brian sounded like an idiot for even questioning it. “I’m just waiting on you.”
“Oh, well, I apologize for keeping you waiting.” Zack giggled like mad as Brian pulled off his own briefs, singing in absolute relief now that his arousal was no longer restricted. The elder man spit in his hand a few times and slicked it over his length, eyes rolling back in his head at the feeling of himself slipping through his own hand.
“Hoo, hoo,” Zack voiced with a wave of his hand. “Still here.”
Brian laughed and moved in between Zack’s legs again; gripping at his boyfriend’s knees and moving them to rest on his shoulders, knowing it would be more comfortable upon penetration. He gripped his cock again and positioned it at Zack’s entrance, biting down on his lip hard as he pushed against the tight resistance, before finally sliding home.
“Fuck,” Zack whimpered, eyes closed tight and breaths shaky. Brian leant down and kissed him deeply, holding his calves and rubbing them soothingly.
“Take all the time you need,” Brian told him respectfully, nuzzling against his neck and kissing the heated skin there. Zack tilted his head to the side and granted Brian more access as he did his best to get over the burn spreading throughout his backside.
“Can you move a little?” Zack asked, hoping it would help. Brian concurred and pulled out about an inch, before pressing back in again. Zack let out a little noise, but urged Brian to continue.
“Are you sure?” Brian asked, always the one to worry about if Zack was hurting or not.
“Yes. Please, just move.” Brian nodded and released Zack’s calves, moving his hands down to rest on either side of Zack’s head. Zack, himself, had a hold of Brian’s own legs that were drawn tight and pressing against the backs of Zack’s thighs. Both men were quivering slightly, as Brian moved into the other with slow thrusts.
“Mm, you feel so good, Baby,” Brian informed his lover, hoping to work him up even more. Zack only gasped and shook all over, tightening his hold on Brian and telling him to move faster. Brian did, and soon they fell into a rhythm of fast, yet gentle, thrusts. Each time Brian moved in, he changed his angling in an effort to find Zack’s spot. He knew that, once he did, everything would be completely worth it. He gripped the blankets below him and threw his hips forward once more, this time gaining a shrieking sound from Zack’s throat as the other tossed his head back and squeezed Brian harder. Brian only smiled and kept at the angle, enjoying Zack’s submissive attitude completely.
“Oh fuck, Bri,” He moaned, letting one leg slip off Brian’s shoulder to wrap around his waist, while the other still hung like a hook around his neck. Brian groaned and let his hands move to hold Zack’s hips, his own gaining momentum by the passing minutes.
“Mm, I love you so much,” Brian voiced, leaning down to mouth at Zack’s neck again. Zack moaned loudly, scratching his barely-there nails down Brian’s back, leaving behind angry red marks.
“God, you drive mecrazy; so fucking crazy,” Zack said, making his point by twisting the fingers of his right hand in Brian’s hair and pulling at the strands he found there. Brian groaned mercifully as his head was snapped back by Zack’s yanking, and he returned the favor by throwing forward a few extra hard thrusts in Zack’s ass. Zack panted and moaned as each thrust hit his spot so remarkably, like Brian had memorized it’s exact location or something. And he washuge. Zack couldn’t deny that fact no matter how hard he tried. That was one of the reasons he was always keen to be the one taking it instead of giving, not to mention the fact that Brian wasn’t the type to be anyone’s bitch. Sure, he’d done it a few times throughout the relationship, but no matter what happened, Zack would always end up still looking like the bitch in the end. How Brian did it, Zack wasn’t sure, but the fact of the matter was that Zack loved to bottom, and absolutelylovedto be Brian Haner, Jr.’s bottom.
“Fuck, I’m getting close,” Brian suddenly declared, taking hold of both of Zack’s legs and pushing them against the other’s chest, effectively bending him in half as his thrusts hit deeper, if that was even possible. Zack whimpered, borderline feminine, as Brian’s cock now smacked against his prostate harder than before. His cock throbbed, pre-cum leaking down his shaft and pooling around the base. He didn’t want to grab a hold of it just yet, hoping to prolong the feelings coursing through him, but with Brian’s groans of passion getting louder and throatier, and his thrusts pounding harder, he knew it was time.
“Oh,” Zack moaned, as he grabbed his dick and immediately white hot pleasure coursed through him. He pumped himself thickly and cried out with every pass over the hardened flesh, every hit against his prostate. “I’m almost there, Bri.”
“Me too,” The elder man replied. “Fuck, you’re so tight. I’m about to cum, Baby. Can I cum inside you?” Zack, always the stickler for hygiene and cleanliness, usually had Brian pull out and release on his chest. How it was more hygienic for the semen to land on his chest instead of inside him, Brian wasn’t too sure; but he knew for a fact this orgasm was going to be intense, and he prayed Zack would allow him to ride it out inside his tightness instead of his palm.
“Yes,” Zack said, much to Brian’s relief. “Shoot it all inside me, Bri. Fill me up, Baby.”
Brian couldn’t fight the harsh growl that came from his throat, as Zack talking dirty was one of his main weaknesses; and the fact that the younger man was now writhing around beneath him, looking completely submissive, well, that was just the icing on the cake for him. His muscles locked up, and he drew Zack’s hips closer to his body, as he felt himself about to explode. One last look into those shimmering, cloudy-with-lust, green eyes, and that was all it took. Brian let out a rough shout as the first spurt left him, taking refuge inside Zack’s body. Zack tossed his head back, feeling the intense heat spilling against his prostate, pumped himself for only a moment more before he, himself, let go and came against his and Brian’s guts.
They both clung to one another; Brian still throwing his hips forward, though slower now, with sharp, breathy groans and blasphemies falling from his lips; and Zack, having let go of his cock to let the continuous hits to his prostate help him ride out the intense orgasm coursing through him, with one hand clutching at Brian’s back and the other violently pulling at his hair.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” Brian swore as he rolled his hips one last time before coming to a halt. He glanced down at Zack to make sure his lover was spent as well, before pulling out and slipping two fingers inside of him to ensure no fluids seeped out and stained the sheets. Zack moaned softly at his motions, but smiled nonetheless at his thoughtfulness. Deeming it enough, Brian withdrew his fingers and collapsed next to Zack.
“So,” Brian spoke once again after getting somewhat comfortable.
“So,” Zack replied with question in his voice.
“Did that make things better? If only just a little bit?”
Zack chuckled and stretched his arms above his head. “Eh, I guess.”
“Oh, come on. You know that was damn hot sex. I mean, fuck,lookat us.” Brian pointed to the messes drying on his and Zack’s stomach. Zack glanced down and went wide eyed.
“Eww! I’m covered in cum!” He exclaimed.
“No shit, Sherlock. But seriously, are we okay now?” Brian sat up on his elbow to gaze down at his spent lover.
Zack sighed and smiled a little. “Yeah, we are; as long as you don’t do that crap anymore, Bri. I can’t take it when you make me feel like I’m just some baggage you pull around with you or something.”
“I know, Baby, and I promise. From now on, if people talk to me when we go out, I’ll include you and the guys and then we can all have a good time. All right?”
“Okay,” Zack replied happily. Brian grinned and leaned down to peck him on the lips.
“Now, since I can tell you’re practically crawling in your skin right now, how about we go shower and washyourjizz off?”
“Thank God,” Zack said, and bolted up from the bed. Brian laughed and followed, with thoughts of all the wondrous possibilities that would await him.
A/N: Hah, I kindarather like this. I'm not usually a fan of stories where sex is the answer to all problems, but that was the idea I got, and the title fell in rather well. All Brian had to do was grovel and make promises, and he got Zack back, almost easy. Lmao. I hope you guys liked it. :]
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