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Trust?	By : Need2ScreamNow Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Avenged Sevenfold Views: 1887 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Avenged Sevenfold. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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- 1-Do You Trust Me?
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It had been almost four months since Jimmy had dragged the half-drowned Zack onto the beach. The scorching sun was gone, replaced by a much milder winter one.

Zack didn’t want to go, but it was the last hurrah of summer and of sanity before the guys locked themselves in the studio and started producing their record; and he didn’t want to seem like an ass so he had to go, at least for a little while.

A close friend of everyone in the band was throwing a pool party; Zack felt his mouth go dry when he thought of the pool. The smooth glassy surface that could hold you under, water that waited until you least expected it then jumped down your throat and pulled you to the bottom and held you there. Zack pulled into the driveway and sat in his car shaking; he leaned his head on the steering wheel and took several deep breaths forcing the memories back into the shadowy vault they emerged from. Once he had himself somewhat under control he finally stepped out of the car.

He walked into the backyard and forced a smile onto his face when everyone saw him and started shouting out their various greetings. The pool took up a large portion of the yard; but there was room left for a spacious patio and a small flower bed. Zack slunk to the corner of the patio furthest from the killer water and waited for an acceptable time to leave. He stayed in his corner for an hour declining various requests to join everyone in the pool and even alcohol.
Zack eyed the beer cooler warily, if he started drinking they would eventually be able to get him in the pool and then the water wouldn’t have any problem dragging him under and holding him until his lungs burned and screamed for air.

“Hey Zacky, wanna go somewhere else?” Rev sidled up next to him, his pale, inked skin glistening with water.

“Where?” Zack watched a drop of water slide down the drummer’s chest while he turned to talk to one of their friend’s newest piece of arm candy. Zack tore his eyes away from the drummer’s smooth skin when Rev turned to look at him, “My place, this is kinda boring and I dunno about you but I haven’t known half the people I’ve talked to in the past hour.” Zack snorted, “Nope, I know about ten people here and that’s counting you guys.” Jimmy laughed and he lightly tugged his arm and they went off to find their host.

“Ugh! I thought parties were supposed to get better when you were a rock star!” Jimmy tossed his keys onto the small hall table and headed to the kitchen. Zack laughed quietly and followed him.

“If you wanted to party why didn’t you invite anyone else?” Zack straddled a chair and watched Rev pull out two beers from the refrigerator.

“Actually,” he handed Zack a Budweiser, “I wanted to talk to you.” Jimmy straddled his own chair.

“’Kay, whaddaya wanna talk about?” Zack took a sip of his beer.

“Are you okay?” Jimmy looked directly at him; Zacky cocked his head to the side questioning him with his eyes.

“The water. You’ve been avoiding it, I wanna know if you’re really okay.” Zack felt himself go rigid, “I’m fine Rev.” the answer sounded mechanical even to him; Jimmy raised an eyebrow.

“At the party I got the feeling that you would’ve rather been inside hiding than out by the water.” Jimmy watched him closely; Zack felt a flood of memories flare up and start attacking him; the feel of the cold water sliding into his lungs, the dizzying tug of the waves…He placed his beer on the table as his hands started to shake, he didn’t look at his friend.

Jimmy quickly got up and kneeled in front of him, “Zacky, Zacky its okay. I’m sorry, I didn’t think…” he held Zack’s calloused hands in his smooth ones, gently stroking over the fine bones of his hand with his thumb. Zack shook his head, “Its okay, I…when I start to think about water it happens. Sometimes…I just…” He looked at Jimmy helplessly; the drummer looked up at him, well not really, even kneeling he was almost eye level with him.

“Zacky,” something changed in Jimmy’s eyes, Zack looked at him guardedly, “Zacky do you trust me?” The question caught the guitarist off guard, but he had the feeling Jimmy was asking him more than a simple question; there was something in the drummer’s eyes that Zacky couldn’t identify. Zack paused a moment before he nodded hesitantly.

He stood and gave Zack’s hands a small squeeze before he dropped them, “C’mon.” He started for the basement door, Zack followed timidly; Jimmy had a pool in his basement. Jimmy stood by the door patiently and held his hand out; Zack stopped and stared at his hand, he knew what Jimmy was going to do, he was going to make him get in the killer water.

‘He won’t let anything happen.’

Zack swallowed and uncertainly reached his own hand out; he stopped again his fingers lightly brushing Jimmy’s before he took the smooth hand. Jimmy loosely wrapped his warm fingers around Zack’s cold ones sending sparks of warmth up hiss arm. Jimmy started down the stairs still holding Zack’s freezing hand; they reached the bottom of the stairs and Zack halted again, Jimmy stopped with him, never letting go of his hand.

Zack took two small steps forward, pulling his hand out of Jimmy’s grasp he moved closer to the edge of the pool; he was almost six feet from the edge and the killer water when he stopped. A warm feeling spread down his back when Jimmy hugged him from behind, “Do you trust me?” his words whispered breathily on his neck; Zack shivered and for once it wasn’t in fear, just like in the kitchen Zack felt like the drummer was asking him something else.

Jimmy’s warm body pressed to his back and felt his strong heart beating against his shoulder calmly, he nodded. Cautiously Jimmy tugged at the hem of Zack’s shirt, Zack helped him pull it off; he leaned against the drummer again and felt a pleasant chill run down his spine when he felt silky skin pressed against his. He unbuttoned his shorts and shoved them off his slim hips and he pressed closer to Jimmy as the cool air wrapped around him. Zack reached up and wrapped his arms around the drummer’s neck; Jimmy draped his arms around his waist. He let the warmth from his friend’s body envelope him, the steady rhythm of his heart calmed him; after awhile Zack nuzzled the soft skin under his cheek; Jimmy pulled him closer, “Ready?” Zack nodded; Jimmy’s warmth abated, but didn’t disappear, the drummer glided past him and gracefully slid into the cool water in front of Zack.

Zack felt cold fear stealing Jimmy’s warmth as he slowly walked forward, he reached the edge and froze, after a moment he took a step back and sat on the smooth stone that lined the edge. Zack pulled his knees to his chest and stared fearfully at the calm water.

“Zacky,” Jimmy’s soft voice didn’t carry more than a few feet, “do you trust me?” Zack didn’t move for a moment and then he scooted forward, timidly he slipped his legs into the water on either side of Jimmy. When there wasn’t any sign of the water trying to drag him under he wrapped his arms around Jimmy’s neck and his legs around his waist. Jimmy pulled him into a warm hug and held him firmly against his body, Zack still watched the water, waiting for it to try and take him under. He started to relax after a few minutes, slowly he unlocked his arms from the death grip he had on Jimmy’s neck; apprehensively he stuck a hand into the water, nothing happened. He pulled his hand out and watched the water slide off his fingers; he remembered the bead of water on Jimmy’s chest at the party and slid his wet hand down Jimmy’s chest and stomach, a trail of goosebumps followed. He did the same thing with his other hand, Jimmy’s breathing hitched when he brushed over one of his dusky nipples, but he didn’t move. The guitarist looked at him curiously, Jimmy stared back, his eyes dark with a torrent of emotions, some familiar, some completely unknown.

Zack casually poured a handful of water on the drummer’s slim shoulder and watched mesmerized as the droplets glided down the curves of his arm and chest; he thought for a moment and then flicked his gaze up to Jimmy’s dark eyes. Cautiously he leaned forward and traced the cool trail of one bead with his hot tongue. Jimmy arched into him and let out a low, breathy groan. Zack sat up and after another moment of hesitation pulled him into a slow kiss.

Jimmy’s mouth was warm and inviting; his soft tongue slid over Zack’s sensually and coaxed it into a slow, playful dance. Zack groaned quietly and shifted so his growing erection was pressed against Jimmy’s flat stomach.

When they breathlessly pulled apart Jimmy put Zack back on the edge of the pool and slipped out of his wet boxers and putting his hands on Zack’s thighs he slipped under the water and reemerged glistening. Zack’s breath caught in his throat he reached up and ran his hands over his slick chest and stomach, the drummer sighed as Zack’s rough fingers ran across his pert nipples.

“Do you trust me?” he whispered huskily; Zack nodded and shimmied out of his boxers, Jimmy stared at him for a moment and then pushed him onto his back, kissing and licking a trail up his stomach, “Do you trust me?” his hot breath ghosted across Zack’s sensitive nipple.

“Yes.” Zack whimpered

Jimmy pulled him back into the water, Zack held onto him tightly pressing his erection into his stomach; Jimmy kissed his neck and slipped a finger into him. Zack whimpered and clung tighter to the drummer; he reached between them and slowly stroked the guitarist’s weeping member and added another finger. Zack let out a strangled cry and arched into the drummer when he brushed his prostate, Jimmy groaned and pulled his fingers out and replaced them with his hot erection. The taller man held as still as he could while the smaller guitarist adjusted to him, Zack kissed his neck and rocked his hips when he was ready. Jimmy slowly started moving inside him, panting as Zack’s hot, tight heat surrounded him.

“Jimmy!” the hoarse yell nearly pushed him over the edge, he moved faster and harder, “More, Jimmy.” Zack groaned and moved with him, pushing down on the drummer’s hard length when he thrust into him. He was close, so close; Zack’s tight muscles milked his hard cock with every thrust, he was so tight, so hot. He groaned and pressed down on Zack’s hips driving him even deeper into his searing body.

His rhythm faltered when he felt two fingers slip into his own tight hole; he groaned as they found his sweet spot and pressed against it.

“Well, if I’d known this is what you were gonna do when you came back here I would’ve come with you.” Brian’s hot breath tickled his ear and if possible, made him even harder.

“Fuck me Syn.” He whispered breathlessly; Zack groaned and slammed down on him again making him scream hoarsely.

“I plan on it, especially if you’re feeling vocal.” He snickered huskily and then shoved his erection into him.

Synyster slammed into him with abandon groaning and swearing; Jimmy let his head fall back against his shoulder as he fought off his climax as Zack whimpered and moaned his name and Synyster hit his prostate dead on.

“Ah, fuck!” Jimmy came hard inside of Zack, the smaller guitarist groaned and coated his chest with his own pearly cum. Brian thrust hard a few more times before he swore and emptied himself inside of James. For a moment the only sounds in the room was the gentle lapping of water and their ragged breathing. Then Zack unhooked his legs from around Jimmy’s waist and slid down his body until he was standing with his head resting against his shoulder; Jimmy wrapped his arms around his waist and pressed a kiss to his temple, “Better?”

Zack looked up at him sleepily and nodded once and put his head back on his shoulder and drifted into sleep. James started to fall asleep too until Synyster gave him a light squeeze and quietly laughed, “Maybe we should get out of the pool before we all fall asleep and drown.”

A/N: Tada! It’s done; I’m not touching it again. Now I’m off to finish Wolf and Man =D
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