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My Heart Breaks	By : dieromantic79 Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > HIM Views: 2186 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of HIM. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Note: all my other stories are under the penname LondonzBurning, but I kinda forgot the username/password for that account =/ but u should check em out.

Hahahaha thanks again for the reviews guys, they made me smile

CH. 5

‘What the FUCK did he just ask me?’ Bam thought, ‘I must be going outta my mind….cus I swear he just fucking asked me to watch porn with him!’
Ville looked up expectantly at Bam, waiting for an answer.
‘Fuuck, what do I say?’ Bam thought, panicked.
Instead of answering, Bam found himself closing the back-room door and inching closer to the couch Ville sat on.
‘Nononono! Turn around! Bad idea! THIS CANNOT END WELL!’ his panicked brain yelled at him. But Bam’s goddamn curiosity got the better of him, and he suddenly found himself sitting next to Ville on the small couch, peering dumbly at the computer screen. Something was happening on the screen, but Bam had no idea what because he was too busy trying to kill himself via holding his breath.
‘OhGodOhGodOhGodOhGod…how did I get here?!?! Why the hell didn’t I turn around?!’ he thought as he slowly let out the air he’d been holding in his lungs. Bam tried to lie back on the sofa and look relaxed like Ville was, but he only ended up looking even more tense. Ville tilted the screen so Bam could see too, and as he looked, Bam made a sound similar to someone choking on their own spit. Which was basically what he did after his mind registered what Ville had on. He was watching…
‘GAY PORN? What the fuck! What did I do, God? Why are you torturing me!?!?’
Bam immediately felt himself grow hot as his cock awakened in his pants. This was his obvious cue to get the hell outta there. But when did Bam ever do the easy, intelligent thing? So instead he watched as a young blonde man shrieked in pleasure as a muscular brunette rhythmically pumped into him. Bam’s palms grew sweaty as he fought against the need to fidget. The last thing he needed was for Ville to look away from the screen and notice how quickly he had become aroused. He tried to be inconspicuous as he wiped his sweaty hands on his jeans, only to tense them immediately when the brunette on screen suddenly doubled his efforts. The blonde boy moaned whorishly as he was pounded into relentlessly and Bam gripped his pants so tightly his knuckles were turning white.
Bam glanced down to his crotch… ‘Fuck! A whole family could fit into the tent I’m makin!’
Bam’s eyes darted over to Ville…he looked fine!
‘Goddamn! He looks like he watching a fucking kids movie or something! He looks almost…bored!!’
Bam was jerked out of his thoughts when Ville spoke. He totally blanked.
“Uhm..huh?” Bam asked, trying to keep his voice calm.
“I said,” Ville began, “You kinda missed the good part at the beginning…but this part coming up here is good too.” He said pointing to the screen.
‘Holy shit...how many times has he watched this?...He knows all the parts?’ Bam thought incredulously.

Bam heard another voice join the moans onscreen and noticed a third person, a girl, on screen watching the two boys fuck as she touched herself.
‘Where the hell did she come from?’ Bam wondered, ‘Oh well at least it’s a girl…a gay threesome would been too fucking much for me…’
He watched as the blonde boy reached his climax, and the brunette pulled out of him, only to begin fucking the girl. Bam gave up and shifted, making his jeans rub harshly against his erection.
‘Oh fuck!’ he held in the orgasm that threatened to rise, as his eyes involuntarily flicked over to Ville, finding his crotch. Nothing!
‘What. The. Fuck. He isn’t even hard!’ Bam thought. ‘This is so unfair! I’m practically dying here!’
He couldn’t help it, he had to ask.
“Um…h-how is this not…uh affecting you?” Bam shakily mumbled.
Ville looked over at him and smiled devilishly. Bam, shocked at his own stupidity, immediately tried to cross his legs to hide his problem. That was a bad idea too.
‘SHIIIIIT! That fucking HURT!’
But at the same time, it felt insanely good and Bam had to hold back a whimper as Ville answered.
“Haha, oh I dunno, I’ve watched too much porn.” He said. “After so much, I’ve become like…uhh desensitized to it, ya know?” he smiled.
Bam nodded mutely, far too afraid to speak. Ville noticed his discomfort, but thought it for a different reason.
“You don’t have to watch ya know,” he said, “…If its too weird for you.”
‘WEIRD? WEIRD?!?’ he thought, ‘There’s a girl now fucking handcuffed to the bed while one guy is covering her in some unknown liquid (chocolate sauce?) while the other guy is fucking her up the ass and shouting in German? Weird went out the window looong ago!!!’
Bam remembered Ville once saying all the best porn comes from Finland, and he wondered how weird THAT stuff must be.
But Bam knew Ville was a bit of a sex…freak.
So he instead replied, “O-Oh…no its just, I…I didn’t know you liked porn with…w-with guys in it.”
Ville raised an eyebrow at him. “With guys in it?”
“No…er I mean...w-with gay guys.” Bam corrected. His legs were still crossed and the pressure in his cock made him was to cry out.
“Oh, this isn’t gay porn.” Ville said, “It’s more like transition porn.”
“Huh?”
Ville laughed, a magical sound that went straight to dick.
“Haha its like uh for people that aren’t really ready to admit they wanna watch gay porn, so they sneak a girl in it for a couple of minutes and put it in a different section of the stores. But yeah it’s basically just the guys fucking.”
As if to prove his point, Bam noticed the two guys were, indeed, going at it again, the girl was no where to be found.
‘God, only Ville would know all that.’ He thought. Bam’s cock started to throb in synch with the rhythm of the porn stars on the screen, and he knew he was close. He had to get out of there.
“Uhhh I-I-I gotta go.” He stuttered out and sprang up. He was outta there before Ville could blink.
Bam breathed heavily as he made his way through the bus and to the bathroom.
“Hey, Bam, where’s the laptop?” someone asked. But he was too busy closing and locking the door to answer.
Bam frantically ripped at his jeans, which only came off after the third rushed try. As soon as his swollen cock was released out of his boxers and he got his hand around it, he was coming hard. Not one stroke was needed before he had spilled himself all over his hand and some in his boxers.
“Ughm..G-god…fuck…” he whispered to himself as he dropped to his knees. The bus made a turn a little too fast and he was pushed against the wall. Bam continued to lean against the wall to recover from his orgasm, until he decided he needed to get up. He cleaned himself off and slipped out of the bathroom only to head straight to his bed and collapse on it.
‘I’m getting sick of this shit.’ He thought miserably. Without even really thinking about what he was doing, he pulled out his notebook, rolled over onto his back and started scribbling furiously.

About five minutes later, he was so concentrated on writing that he hadn’t realized the privacy curtain was open and that a certain someone had walked up next to him. Not very fond of being ignored, this certain someone pounced on Bam’s stomach and in his sweetest voice asked, “Bammie watcha writing??”
Bam closed the notebook so fast and so hard that the resounding slap could be heard throughout the bus.
“Nothing!” he answered just as fast.
Ville frowned. “Sure looked like something the way you were writing so fast…”
Bam had never felt more panicked in his entire life. Not even when he was about to do some ridiculous, over-the-top stunt that he knew would hurt like hell, had he ever felt so sick and scared.
“I-It’s nothing really…just uhh stupid ideas and shit ya know?” he managed out.
Ville peered at the closed notebook in Bam’s hands with a little more curiosity in his eyes than Bam preferred.
“Lemme see…” he asked.
“N-No...ohh no its really really stupid stuff.” Bam answered.

Ville nodded and decided to let it go for now; he could practically feel the nervous energy coming off his friend and knew that it had to be something private and important. If it was just stupid ideas, Bam would have shown him and they would’ve had a good laugh over it. But no, this was something else, something special. And for some reason, he really wanted to know what.

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haha oooo is ville gonna find out?!!?

this ch was inspired by some weird thing my friend showed me on youtube where ville is talking about dildos and he sounds like a freakin expert! it was hot.

http://youtube.com/watch?v=ai4vDbYqsK0
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