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Feeling that Way	By : KayleighSiobhan Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Journey Views: 5125 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not know any of the members of Journey. This story is completely a work of fiction. There is no truth to it. I make NO money from this story.

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Steve woke up cuddled next to Gregg. He looked at the sleeping form next to him, and smiled. General warmth and satisfaction blanketed him. He felt more special and cared for now than he had in a long time. The previous night had been a thing of beauty versus a thing of horror. He was glad to have Gregg back home. He figured that Gregg was exhausted from his travels, and the last couple weeks of stress. So he slid out of the bed and let him rest. Steve went downstairs and started to cook breakfast. He was a bit sore but he had to smile. Making love to Greg, was nothing like the brutality his kidnaper had incflicted on him. He remember how it felt for Greg to come inside his body the first time. Steve had looked at Greg, he had sort of a look of wonderment on his face, and pure happiness. They kissed gently then rested for a few minutes before Steve asked him gently “Want to do it again.”

Gregg slowly awoke to the smell of eggs and bacon. He reached over for Steve, but did not find him there. He quickly got out of bed and headed down stairs. He found Steve in the kitchen frying bacon and chopping vegetables. He came up quietly behind him and gently, lovingly touched Steve’s shoulder. Steve, not hearing Gregg, jumped almost violently, splashing some of the bacon grease upon his hand. He quickly moved for the kitchen sink turning on the cold water to run over the burn. Gregg helped him hold his hand in the water. “Steve, I’m sorry. Baby, I’m so sorry!” “It’s Ok Gregg, I’m sorry I jumped. Just don’t come up on me like that. Give me some warning.” The stinging was slowly going away, but a fair amount of redness remained. Gregg continued to hold Steve as the water ran. “I’ll make it up to you, I promise. You have my permission to punish me” Gregg said to Steve with an evil grin. Steve shook his head and laughed. “You didn’t get your fill last night?” “Never enough for me when it involves you.” He let go of Steve long enough to squeeze some aloe from one of the leaves of the plant they always kept on the counter. He placed a light bandage over the area, which the aloe was already making the redness fade. “Breakfast is ready “ Steve said. He sat the dishes on the table and Greg eagerly dug into the food. “ “Glad to see I helped you work up an appetite,” Steve teased him. “ Yeah and for lunch I want to eat some Portuguese sausage. “ Greg laughed at the lovely shade of pink that Steve was turning. The singer had averted his eyes and he looked so shy and so cute. Greg had to resist the urge just to clear the dishes off the table and just screw Steve’s brains out on it. He was grateful for how well things were going at this moment. Even though there were a few moments of hesitation and nervousness on Steve’s part the night before, overall he had seemed happy and at peace. It was definitely a new start for Steve and Greg. The keyboard player had even stopped worrying about his minor transgression with Adrian several nights before. When the two were completely on solid ground again, and Steve had fully recovered from the rape, he would tell the truth. No harm would come from keeping it to himself till then.

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In a dark room in an abandoned building, a small man with long flowing auburn hair tried desperately to get his hands free from his bonds. How did this happen Adrian, the guy seemed so nice, and he said he was Greg’s friend. He certainly knew enough about the keyboardist, he had even told Adrian that Greg and Steve’s relationship was on the rocks and Steve was ready to move on with a new lover. Adrian had felt comfortable with him right away. Wiped out from his late night flight, he had nodded off. He woke up when he felt him self being carried, and then he began to struggle. Unfortunately by then it was too late.

Adrian was dropped on a bed and his wrists were chained to the headboard. He was terrified and was sure he was going to be killed by this man. At the least he was going to be held for ransom. Journey was doing so well, maybe the guy would use Adrian to get money out of Greg. Funny the guy didn’t look like he needed money. He was clean cut , well dressed, and his car was expensive looking and seemed brand new. What else could he be looking for though. He didn’t answer Adrian’s questions though and his repeated inquires only got him hit in the gut hard. After that Adrian was silent. The man left the room for about an hour, in which Adrian had altrernatedly prayed, cried, and swore at himself for getting into this mess. When the man returned he looked at his captive and said “ Gre g is insane, apparently too much weed and acid at Woodstock cooked his brain. Cause you sure as hell are no where near as good looking as Steve. How the hell could he fuck you when Perry was at home. But Greg is just a dumb hippie who doesn’t deserve a precious jewel like Steve. It doesn’t matter, I will have Steve for good soon.” He smiled and Adrian suddenly realized the truth. This guy was not Greg’s friend, he was the man who kidnapped and raped Steve. He knew so much about them because he had been stalking Steve. He continued, snickering at the shock on Adrian’s face. “ Now stupid Greg I can forgive, but you seduced him. You knew he had a boyfriend, anyone with eyes can watch them on stage and know that they are lovers. So you knew it… and you fucked Greg anyway. So now you have to be punished. The man dropped a bottle of lubricant on the bed next to Adrian and held up a pair of scissors. He began to cut Adrian’s clothes off, deaf to his begging and crying. Adrian had no doubt to what his “punishment” was going to be.

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Steve and Greg finished breakfast then Greg opted to quickly unpack and go for a hot shower. While he was sorting his dirty clothes, Steve rinsed the dishes and loaded them into the dishwasher. After Greg disappeared into the bathroom, Steve went into change the sheets. Misty was snoozing in the middle of the bed and needed a bit of persuasion to move. Steve was putting the fresh covers on and engaging in a gentle tug of war with the cat. Misty had a habit of trying to capture the sheets with her front paws whenever they were moved. Steve smiled feeling very content and happy. He was even thinking about being on stage again. After all if overcome his fears in the bedroom, he could certainly over come his stage fright. He still didn’t know who his rapist really was and it did make him feel very vunerable. “ I am not going to spoil the day thinking about that, “ he told himself. He finished the bed then had an idea. He crept quietly into the bathroom, stripping off his clothes along the way. He drew back the shower curtain and smiled at Greg’s startled expression. “I need a shower too “ steve said. He stepped under the warm spray and into Greg’s arms, pulling the shower curtain closed behind him.

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Adrian had came to conciouness in an empty alley. He was cold and was only wearing his shirt. His jeans, underwear, and jacket were gone. Adrian had been repeatedly punched and kicked in his abdomen and groin. He was having a hard time breathing , he knew several of his ribs had been at least cracked if not broken clean through. His inner thighs were bruised and the backs were covered with scratches and abrasions. He had lost track of how many times he was raped but he estimated at least half a dozen. He had pleaded for mercy that never came. He apologized over and over for sleeping with Greg. He didn’t even know why this was an issue for the man, after all if this guy wanted Steve he should be glad to see Greg with another man. But there was no logic or sanity involved with a person who would do this to someone he had just met. And this man had raped and brutalized Steve, who he claimed to love , as well. Adrian just wanted to go to sleep and never wake up. The pain would stop then . But he heard a voice calling to him, not by name, but they were definitely talking to him. They asked him if he was alright, told him they were going for help. He started to drift off again when he heard sirens . There was a lot of commotion as he was loaded quickly assessed and loaded onto a stretcher. An IV infused into his arm, as he was gently lifted and placed into the back of the ambo. The road to the hospital was short and he soon found himself on an examining table with a doctor and nurse in attendance. The nurse gently asked him his name. He could barely speak but he answered her, then she asked if there was anyone she could call for him. “ In my shirt pocket “ he gasped. “ Please let it still be there he prayed silently. His eyes were so blurry he couldn’t focus cleary on anything, but he seen the nurse pull out the paper that had Greg’s information on it. “ Greg” he whimpered. The nurse looked at the paper and said “ I will call him while the doctor is doing his assessment. “ She squeezed Adrian’s hand gently and left the room.

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After finishing up their shower , Greg and Steve had wound up back in the bedroom. Greg had to laugh at Steve’s passion and enthusiasm. Even Misty had gotten in on the act watching them from a comfy chair by the window. Greg laughed and said “ Misty is saying “ Why are you making daddy Steve moan so much ? Why don’t you two to have any clothes on ? What are you licking him down there for , does he need a bath ? What is that white goo all over the sheets , does it taste good ? Giggling hysterically, but exasperated, Steve covered Greg’s mouth with his hand. Greg pulled away , still laughing and said “ What you don’t like Misty’s porn commentary ? “ Steve sighed, defeated and laid his head back down on Greg’s chest, “ I could just lay here in your arms for ever. It was quiet for a few minutes and they both were sort of dozing when the phone rang. Greg groaned and shifted his position in the bed. “ Should we let it ring ? “ he asked Steve. Steve sighed “ It could be important ” “More important then having my little Portuguese angel naked in my arms ? “ Greg teased. But he grabbed the phone next to the bed. “ Hello, Yeah this is Greg !” He listened for several minutes without speaking then it was as if the light went out of the room. “ Yeah” Steve heard him say “ I will be right there !” He placed the phone back in the receiver and said “ I need to go out for a while !” At Steve’s questioning look he said “ A friend of mine is in the hospital, they called me because he is the only one he knows around here. “ Well let me get dressed, I can go with you !!!” “ No !” Greg told him, “ I will be back as soon as I can !!” He kissed Steve quickly, climbed out of bed, then grabbed some clean clothes out of the closet. He dressed as fast as he could then said “ Lock up good”, as he grabbed his keys and wallet off the nightstand. “

Steve sat on the bed for a few minutes, then got up and put on a clean t-shirt and jeans himself. He was flabbergasted at Greg’s behavior. Steve hoped his lover would be more forthcoming with information when he returned home. He decided to go down stairs to finish the laundry. He found Greg ‘s dirty clothes sorted neatly into piles for washing. He decided to put a few things together with his to make a load for the machine. He suddenly stopped in his tracks. Tangled up in a old shirt Steve knew Greg usually slept in wash two strains of very long, deep red hair.
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