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(Edited) Blind To The Sight Of Love	By : FallowingTheWolvesSteps Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Avenged Sevenfold Views: 1578 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own or know any of the members of Avenged Sevenfold. This story is fictional and none of it has happened to my Knowledge. I do NOT make any profit off of this story. It is just for fun.

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Journal Entry- 10/28/10

He passed out; the doctors say he had a high fever due to a bug going around. I don’t get how he is the only one to catch it. His temperature sparked to one hundred and three degrees, I was so scared. If I lost Matt I don’t know what I would do with myself. I never told him but when he is around the world as I know it collapses and he becomes all I know. The guys haven’t caught on yet but I don’t want them too. The actions I dream of happening can never do just that. I took care of Matt. It was so hard for me to stay calm last night; I wish I could do that for him on a daily basis, just without the sickness. – Johnny.

A slow faint beeping could be heard by the man occupying the hospital bed. He didn’t know where he was when he first opened his eyes. Looking around, seeing his surrounding and his sleeping band mates scattered around the room, he quickly realized where he was. His head was not hazy anymore and he could see alright for the most part. He rustled around in the bed shifting into a comfortable position.

“Oh, Mr. Sanders you are awake.” A man in a Doctors uniform spoke softly trying not to wake the boys. Though Johnny’s head shot off of the bed before the sentence, he looked to Matt, immediately smiling. “Mr. Sanders, your fever has dropped and we feel it will be safe for you to go home within the hour as long and you take it easy. As for your areas down south Mr. Sanders did you know-” Matt spoke agitated, cutting the doctor off before he could finish his sentence.

“I know and I don’t think it’s professional to talk about things like that with a room of people around.”Matt snapped looking down at his feet. That was the last thing he wanted his band members to know.

“Very well then you may leave when you are ready” The doctor stated turning himself around and marching out of the room, leaving Johnny confused and an embarrassed Matt.

“What was that about Matt?” Johnny asked quietly looking at the pinkish Matt.

“Nothing Johnny please just leave it alone. It’s my business.” He said a little snappy. “Look I’m sorry. It’s just that I don’t want anyone knowing.” When Johnny nodded he continued. “Will you wake the others; I want to get out of here.” Matt sat up all the way and swung his legs over the edge of the bed as the others began to wake. When his task was done Johnny was by Matt’s side, helping him out of bed and into his normal clothes.

Finally at home Matt decided to lie down. There was an unspoken agreement between Johnny and Matt that he was staying to help. By the time he was awake Matt felt really sick and weak again. Johnny set him up a warm relaxing bath with good smelling candles and bubbles. He knew this would relax Matt more than it would embarrass him.

“Do you need help undressing Matt?” Johnny asked him before he left the room. Matt shook his head so Johnny went to watch some T.V. By the time Matt had finished, it was late into the night. Johnny did not have to help him stand this time but he did have to get him into bed.

Matt stayed in bed for almost two days; Johnny would make him get up and walk so he didn’t get blood clots. Matt didn’t have a fever, but he was showing signs of flu, nothing big, the bug was going around. Johnny could tell the larger man was uncomfortable; he had been sweating in his sleep and hadn’t had a shower in two days.

“Matt do you want to take a shower?” Johnny asked taking Matt’s soup bowl from his hands and setting it on the bed side table.

“No, can’t move.” He stated staying still.

“I will get a bath going for you and put you in” Johnny said trying to get the smelly man in the tub.

“No John. I would probably just end up sitting there.” Matt spoke softly to the shorter man.

“Well then you are getting a sponge bath: Don’t even dare try to protest.” Johnny knew he would but he shut him up.

Grabbing a big pot he filled it with warm water. On his way to the room Johnny grabbed Matt’s bath scrubber. When Matt saw him he closed his eyes. Johnny removed Matt’s shirt and p.j pants. Leaving Mattie in his boxers, looking at the man’s toned body Johnny couldn’t help but feel his pants tighten. Willing his erection away Johnny cleaned Matt’s entire body. Matt got jumpy when the smaller man moved to take his boxers off. He started squirming, hoping Johnny would stop. Johnny couldn’t find out his secret. He couldn’t.

“Matt, stop it before you hurt yourself. Do you want to get sores? Stop and let me clean you Matt! Calm down please. I won’t laugh at your dick I promise.” Johnny spoke slowly, looking down towards Matt’s limp shaft. He reached out and lifted it, slowly bringing the scrubber towards the large mound of muscle. Johnny scrubbed in small circles making sure to get the entire shaft clean not knowing Matt was holding his gasps and moans in. His member began getting hard in Johnny’s hand. Matt tried to pull away but Johnny kept washing him eventually moving between his legs to wash his testicles. Matt lowered his head, hiding the deep blush spreading across his cheeks.

“Please don’t Johnny you will hate me.” Matt pleaded quietly but just enough for Johnny to hear.

“I could never hate you Mattie.” Johnny smiled; Matt’s hand covered his still erect penis as Johnny began to wash his rear. Rubbing, cleaning Matt’s tight little pucker Johnny smiled at the small reaction he gained from Matt.

“I am so sorry I don’t know why I am reacting to this.” Matt said franticly as his blush became really noticeable.

“Shh, just enjoy this.” Johnny’s finger replaced the scrubber, gently massaging Matt’s hole. Matt’s back arched slightly as Johnny circled his finger around his entrance. Matt began massaging his own hard member slowly as Johnny watched. He moaned again as Johnny added a little warm water to his finger before rubbing again.

“Oh shit Johnny,” Matt moaned out as his breathing became erratic. Johnny’s free hand came up to massage Matt’s testicles, Johnny’s own painful erection poking at his jeans. Johnny looked down at the hand massaging Matt’s balls to see liquid. It was too thick to be water. He looked closely past the hair and saw opened skin leaking the liquid. He rubbed his finger against it to see what it was. Hoping Matt hadn’t got a sore that was leaking liquids. He rubbed gently as Matt’s eyes shot open. He saw Johnny’s confusion and started to wriggle around, trying to get away. Johnny couldn’t know, no one ever could! Then he felt it a warm finger inside the place no one else had ever been. Not even him. Matt looked at Johnny, wide eyed, as he pulled his finger out.

“Johnny.” Matt started to speak. Johnny stood finally realizing what he just plunged into. He never knew a man whom had one but Matt he was special.

“Don’t Matt, it’s ok.” Johnny spoke softly seeing Matt’s eyes begin to fill with tears; all he could do was watch, still stunned. He looked at his hand in shock still.

“Please Johnny just leave, I told you, you would hate me. That’s why I never told anyone they would think it’s disgusting” Matt spoke quietly as he covered himself with his blanket. Only letting his tears fall when his head was hidden. Johnny snapped out of his trance and walked over to the side of the bed Matt’s back was to him, he stripped off everything but his boxers. That way Matt may not feel as self conscience and laid down. You see, Little Johnny never showed his body to anyone, he was too afraid; he figured that if he let himself be vulnerable, Matt wouldn’t feel so alone. He lifted the blankets much to Matt’s surprise and curled behind him resting his arm across the larger man’s side.

“I don’t hate you Mattie and I won’t leave you. I surely don’t think your disgusting Matt. If anything I think it makes you unique and…Possibly even more-.” Johnny’s voice went quiet and Matt wriggled a little under his embrace.

“More what John?” Matt’s voice wasn’t all scratchy anymore but he didn’t feel too manly at the moment.

“More…Sexy…than you…you already were.” Johnny bit his lip waiting for Matt to explode on him but it never happened.

“How can you like that? I hate it.” Matt spoke teary-eyed again.

“Because Mattie, I like everything about you. One little hole in your body isn’t going to change how I feel about you in any way.” Johnny spoke, lowering his hand back to Matt’s ass cheek. Rubbing it slightly wondering what reaction he would get out of his friend. He retracted his hand momentarily to suck on his pointer finger before sliding it down the bigger man’s body and gently positioning it on his Pucker again. Matt’s back arched somewhat as the finger circled his entrance again. The finger stilled waiting for what would come next, the digit still slicked when Johnny felt Matt lower himself onto it: The muscles contracting around his finger.

“Matt what are you doing.” Johnny spoke a little scared of what was going on.

“I’m sorry Johnny I couldn’t resist.” Matt tried to pull himself off of the boy’s finger right as he spoke. Matt froze listening for a reaction, embarrassed.

“It’s ok Mattie; I just don’t know what to …what to do. I’ve never done this.” Matt smiled at his words. He sounded so frightened yet turned on at the same time.

“Neither have I in this position, I have always been the one doing it.” Matt spoke the truth, never in his 23 years of life had he ever fingered himself or let anyone else do it to him but he had only done it to one person. “Just slide it in and out slowly, angle it differently each time.” Matt spoke as Johnny moved his finger out slowly, Matt winced as Johnny slid back in and repeated. Doing exactly as Matt told him, he angled his finger different every time. Well until Matt screamed out.

“OHH, SHIT JOHNNY, MMM, FUCK.” Matt screamed out as Johnny hit his prostate. Johnny held still in fear that he hurt his older friend.

“Are you ok?” He asked quickly and worried.

“Shit yes, do it again please baby.” Matt pleaded with the other now lifting and lowering himself onto Johnny’s finger. He angled it the same way is Matt rode back onto him moaning loudly when his prostate was hit again. He moaned and panted Johnny’s name as he gripped his own cock pumping it with the fast intrusion going into his asshole.

“Mm, Johnny I’m close.” Matt warned, Johnny stopped his finger entirely and took it out. Matt protested to that empty feeling now inside himself. “Shit, why did you stop?” He asked making his hand stop as well.

“Can I try something Matt?” Johnny asked, Matt looked over his shoulder and nodded to the boy desperate to get off now. “Do you have enough energy to hold yourself on your elbows and knees?” He asked blushing.

“Yes.” Matt said simply before getting into Johnny’s desired position. Johnny moved behind Matt and between his legs. Immediately Johnny’s face was in Matt’s ass crack, his tongue darting out to touch the pucker. Matt moaned as Johnny’s lips joined his tongue, parting the round cheeks with his hands. Johnny sucked on the little hole a little while before probing his tongue in to it.

“Oh, Johnny, yes. Baby?” Matt said.

“Yes Matt?” Johnny asked back taking his tongue away from the place it was most content.

“Will you do what you did…Earlier?” Matt asked blushing furiously.

“You want me to go back to fingering you?” Johnny replied rubbing his finger against Matt’s whole again.

“Not Back There.” Matt said quietly and placed his head on the bed from embarrassment.

Johnny knew what he meant and he went back to what he was doing previously after spreading the cheeks again. Matt thought he wasn’t going to, so he stayed quiet in his embarrassment. That was until Johnny’s finger played outside his vaginal opening. He moaned as he felt that finger inside of himself again. His extremely tight virgin heat surrounding Johnny’s pointer finger each time he thrust it in. Matt became a moaning mess when Johnny found his G-Spot. You see he knew his way around women, well at least one so he knew what to do with Matt. Before long Matt’s hand was back on his dick screwing himself into it. Matt felt the head (heat) rise through his stomach.

“Johnny baby I’m close.” Matt stated, that just made Johnny dive deeper into his pucker then before, his fingering going faster. The heat boiled into the tip of Matt’s erection as he spurted a big burst of seed on his bed sheets, he moaned Johnny’s name loudly as the rest came out in small spurts. Matt collapsed, making sure to avoid the cum spot on his bed. Johnny fell with him, both panting.

“Johnny I-” Matt began to speak but was cut off by the sound of his phone ringing. It was Johnny who walked across the room and picked it up. He sighed and tossed it gently to Matt before walking out of the room to the bathroom. He relieved himself in record time that day; images of what just happened fresh in his mind.
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