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Such Synful Thoughts	By : Need2ScreamNow Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Avenged Sevenfold Views: 3118 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- 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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Curiosity: Who is it, who is it, who is it, who is it…
Reality: It’s going to drive us insane! Shut up!
Denial: I’m sure SD has already pushed us over the edge.
Sex Drive: At least I’m not so crazy I wanna screw a goat.
Denial: I NEVER SAID THAT!
Reality: Am I the only sane one left?
Denial: How do you know you’re sane? Maybe you’re the one that’s insane.
Curiosity: is it, who is it, who is it, who is it, who is it, who is it…

Brian lightly thumped his head against the wall trying to shut up his over worked mind.

“If it’s bothering you so much just fuckin’ ask.” Jimmy said gliding up next to him.

“Because they obviously weren’t expecting anyone else to be on the bus, much less eavesdropping on one of their conversations.” He said exasperatedly; Jimmy only shrugged and then pounced on the unsuspecting Johnny who had just stumbled tiredly out of his bunk. The small bassist yelped and then swore at the crazy drummer for scaring the hell out of him.

Reality: We should just ask, I don’t think he’d care.
Denial: Yes he would. He’d wanna know how we found out.
Reality: Dammit. Why is it you only make valid points when I don’t need you to?
Denial: I always make valid points.
Reality: Oh Jesus. I’m not going to argue with you; Curiosity?
Curiosity: Who is it, who is—Yes?
Reality: SHUT THE FUCK UP!
Curiosity: …Why? Why, why, why? I wanna know who it is. So, who is it, who is it, who is it…
Reality: Kill me. Please someone kill me.

He found Matt talking to the Berry brothers a little ways away, he looked him over critically trying to find any sort of telltale sign that he had met up with someone the day before. He looked fine. If Brian hadn’t stumbled in during their conversation he never would have known. Whoever Shads was seeing he was keeping it close.

Reality: Maybe we should ask Zack
Denial: He’ll want to know how we know too
Sex Drive: We could question him too =D
Reality/Denial: No.
Reality: We need to sleep. We’ve been tossing this around in our heads for almost two days and we didn’t get any sleep last night because of it. Now, we are going to take a little nap and we are not going to concern ourselves with Matt until we wake up alright?
Denial: It’ll never work.
Sex Drive: Okay!
Denial: O_O What?
Curiosity: Okie Dokie ^_^
Denial: What!
Sex Drive: Nap time = Dream time. >:)
Curiosity: He said we’ll think about it later.
Denial: …

Brian crawled into his bunk tiredly and set his watch for an hour and a half and then quickly fell into an exhausted slumber.

The room was different, no longer were the walls burgundy, they were a blinding white, the floor wasn’t covered in candles, it was now white marble, the fluorescent over head lights reflected off of the walls and the floor making the room even brighter. There were sets of shackles at different heights on all of the walls. A simple bed with a white frame and white sheets was pushed into one of the corners.

“Brian,” Zack purred, “I’ve been a bad boy.” He flipped a shiny pair of silver handcuffs around his finger, “I think I need to be punished.”

Brian looked over his naked body and smiled, he grabbed the handcuffs out of his hands and turned him around and cuffed his hands behind his back before he pushed him to his knees.

“You’ve been bad?” he murmured brushing his hand across the top of his head like he was a cat; he sauntered around in front of him and looked down at him. Zack looked up through his long bangs; his lusty eyes took on an innocent glow that made Brian hunger for him even more.

“I’ve been so bad.” He whispered and licked the inside of Brian’s thigh. A shudder of pleasure rippled through him when he felt his soft tongue caressing his skin. Roughly he grabbed Zack’s hair and forced his heated erection into his mouth. He felt Zack gag on his length and he groaned as the muscles of his throat cramped around him. He pulled out and shoved himself almost all the way back in, Zack’s body jerked as he choked again. He thrust into him a few more times relishing the feel of his constricting muscles as he tried to swallow his swollen length. He pulled out of his mouth and Zack coughed and gagged.

“You know what happens to bad boys don’t you?” Brian whispered after his coughing stopped; Zack looked up at him again and nodded slowly. Brian smiled, pleased with his answer and picked up a strip of black silk from the floor. The black was a startling contrast to the room and made Zack look even paler when it was wrapped around his head covering his eyes.

From the same place he had picked up the silk he grabbed a small riding crop. Lightly he smacked Zack’s shoulder with it. The guitarist shuddered and his erection grew darker and harder. Brian prowled around him, making him wait and anticipate the first blow. He lifted the whip and lashed him hard across his chest catching one of his hard nipples. A soft sound escaped Zack’s lips and Brian hit him again, on the stomach. Zack leaned his head back and opened his mouth in a silent cry. Brian smiled wickedly and jerked his head forward and pushed his aching erection into his mouth again. He thrust hard ignoring the quiet sounds Zack was making as he tried not to choke; he pulled out again and brought the whip down hard on his shoulder.

The skin split open and warm ruby drops of blood started to trickle down his arm. He watched the blood for a moment and then tossed the whip aside and pulled the scarf from off his face. Zack looked at his shoulder and whimpered quietly.

“I’m sorry baby.” Brian whispered, he kissed his cheek and Zack relaxed. Reaching around he fumbled for a moment before he got the cuffs undone, Zack shook his arms out and then kissed him softly.

The room changed; the walls became a soft blue and the floor was covered in cushy light blue carpet, there were lights mounted in each corner of the room their soft glow left parts of the room in shadow. Zack was watching at him from the honey colored loft bed in the middle of the room. His shoulder was healed and there was a small smile on his lips, “Wanna join the Mile High Club?”

Brian smiled back at him and jumped up on the bed; Zack’s lower body was tangled in the sky blue silk sheets, gently he tugged at them. Zack snickered and rolled over and the sheets came off, “Like what ya’ see?” he whispered. Brian smiled at him and bent down to place soft kisses and small licks along the inside of his legs. Zack’s breath caught and he groaned quietly whenever his tongue touched his skin. He swallowed noisily when Brian’s hot breath ghosted over his balls.

“Brian please.” He whispered. Without warning Brian dragged his tongue across his balls and lightly sucked on them for a moment. Zack cried out and arched off the bed, his legs shook and he moaned Brian’s name. Brian pulled away and ran his tongue across the leaking slit on his swollen head; Zack screamed and tangled his hands in his longish hair.

“Please, Brian please.” His quiet whimper was accented with hard thrusts from his hips. Brian groaned and took his hard flesh into his mouth. Zack panted and cried out his name as his tongue massaged his cock. Gently he bit down and hummed appreciatively when he made a strangled sound of pleasure.

He made an incoherent sound and then Brian’s mouth was flooded with his bitter seed. Zack collapsed panting, his body was covered in a fine sheen of sweat and he had his hands wrapped tightly in the sheets. Brian licked his lips and sat up; Zack watched him with hooded eyes.

“Do you want me?” his voice was no more than a whisper and Brian nodded slowly; next to Zack’s head was a navy blue bottle. He grabbed the bottle and slicked his fingers.

“Brian wake up!” Jimmy roughly shook his shoulder completely shattering his wonderful dream.

“What?” He snapped. If he couldn’t have Zack in reality he wanted to at least have a little alone time with him in his own head.

“You said Shads was gonna be meeting up with his love interest at the hotel right?” The drummer asked excitedly totally ignoring his friend’s foul mood.

Sex Drive: Dammit Jimmy!
Reality: I never thought I’d hear you say that.
Sex Drive: Well unless he plans on fucking us he just ruined the most action we’ve gotten in twenty-four hours.
Denial: God forbid you go a day without sex *rolls eyes*

“What the fuck does that have to do with anything?” Brian spat.

“Don’t get snippy with me motherfucker; I’m helpin’ you out here.” Jimmy said indignantly.

“You have ten seconds to make your point before I maim you.” Brian growled.

“You can hide out in Matt’s room and find out who he’s meeting! Then you can slip back into our room after they fall asleep and tell me.” He beamed at him.

Reality: That’ll never work
Denial: For once we agree
Reality: Well in that case, SD find us a way into that room.
Sex Drive: He and Zack always go down to the bar for a couple of shots. We can sneak in then and hide in the closet.
Denial: I hate you guys.
Reality: I thought we were out of the closet?
Denial: Booo! Get off the stage
Sex Drive: That was stupid
Reality: You just don’t know talent when you see it. =p

Brian looked at him and then pulled him in for a bruising kiss, “You are a genius.” He panted after he pulled away.

“Mm, yeah I know.” Jimmy said kissing him again.

“And you owe me a fuck.” Brian whispered teasingly as his watch alarm went off.

“Anytime sugar, you know who to call.” He said getting up and walking away.

Reality: What is he a call boy?
Sex Drive: He’s our never fail booty call
Denial: Oh my God.
Reality/Sex Drive: What?

A/N: Who is Matt’s secret lover? We’ll find out in the next chapter =D
Thank you for your patience with these short chapters, but now I think I’ve got everything all sorted out so they’ll start getting long again.
Gracias, Danke, and Thank you for all of your wonderful reviews :)
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