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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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Mrs. O’ Riley was right the town church was gorgeous. It was small and on a hill overlooking the water. Even though it was tiny and somewhat isolated, the builders had tried to emulate the lovely architecture so often seen in large Catholic chapels. The two men attended the noon Mass and Steve accepted communion. Since it was such a lovely area they then decided to have lunch in town. Aaron had told them about a little Italian restaurant he and his partner often ate at. It was intimate and quiet, and the owner had lived in the area for years. Aaron had laughed when he said “ The owner and the staff mind their own business.” Greg was grateful to know that discretion was practiced. He was not sure how the fans would react to finding out he and Steve were lovers but he doubted it would be positive. After a big selling point of their new found popularity was how talented and sexy Steve was. It brought girls into their shows in record numbers. Women were willing to pay for a ticket just to see him , to listen him, and to fantasize about fucking him after the show. If they knew that Steve laid in Greg’s arms every night it would destroy that illusion and quite possibly the band as well. Being found out was a constant fear. Greg could understand why the other members, as well as their mananger Herbie, worried about the two lovers getting caught. That had made it difficult for the two men to deal with their feelings at first. But soon they could no longer deny their love. In fact Greg had often wondered if the fire they felt was obvious on stage, especially when they sang together. The passion was undeniable and was about as subtle as a brick falling on your head.
The afternoon sunlight was showing thru the windows while the two men were enjoying a late lunch. The restaurant was as Aaron had described,quaint and quiet. Plus the food was delicious. Steve had a voracious appetite and Greg always envied how he could eat just about anything and never put on weight. They had both enjoyed ceasar salad and garlic bread for an appetizer, followed by a pan of manicotti and a dish of angel hair. Finally they finished the meal with two canolis stuffed with cream and drizzled with chocolate. Greg suddenly found his pants too tight as Steve licked the cream out of the pastry suggestively. The red wine they were drinking made them both feel a bit giddy and quite amorous. Steve said softly, "Você é o amor da minha vida. He smiled at Greg’s puzzled expression then continued, Quero estar contigo para sempre !! "
He giggled then and said “ Shall I translate ? Greg sort of blushed then said “ "Well Steve, I don’t have a clue as to what you are saying but you can read the phone book to me in Portuguese and it would sound fantastic. “ I just told you are the love of my life and I want to be with you always.” Greg felt warm all over and content. He asked “ How do I say I love you ?
“ Te Amo,” Steve told him. “Te Amo,” Greg repeated carefully. After a moment of companionable silence, Greg said “ You want to take a walk around town before we head back to the beach house. “Sure,” Steve said, "just don't get too tired out, we will need our energy tonight. " The two spent several hours exploring the little tourist town. Most of the shops were just opening up for the summer season which would be starting in a few weeks. They poked through a book shop and several antique stores. They made several purchases
including a lovely purple pendant shaped like a rose for Steve’s mother.
It was late afternoon before they decided to head back to the car. On the way towards the parking lot Steve said “ I guess I drank too much wine, I need to hit the bathroom. Greg started to say “ Go behind a building. .. Oh no, Steve said, “ as much as you may like me pulling my dick out in a public place the townspeople may not like it. Greg said “ There is a bathroom down the corrider behind the book store. They continued their walk till they got to path which lead to a private corrider with a parking lot at the far end.Only a few cars were in the area. “Here we are “, Greg said. Suddenly Steve let out a gasp when Greg pulled him into the dim light. Greg pressed Steve’s body against the wall and kissed him deeply, passionately. Steve’s mouth opened and he felt Greg’s tongue inside.Greg slid his hand between Steve's legs, massaging him through his jeans. The kiss ended and they were both breathless and shaky. Steve was the first to speak… “ I can’t wait to get home.” Greg said, “ Well do your thing and I will go put the packages in the car.” “ They quickly kissed again for once not afraid of prying eyes. Greg headed around the corner to the parking lot and Steve went down the passage way to the rest rooms.

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Finishing up quickly, Steve stepped out of the men’s room and walked back down the short hallway to path leading back to the street. Suddenly a man came out of the shadows. He was wearing a mask so Steve could only see his eyes and mouth. Before Steve could react he he was brutally hurled to the ground. The breath was knocked out of him out of him he was again given a shock when he was yanked to his feet and shoved against a metal door.. The man pulled Steve back against him, and he covered Steve’s mouth and said “ Shh, let’s be careful now, don’t want to mark that pretty face.”
Steve whimpered as he felt a knife pushed against his throat. He couldn’t cry out with the large hand covering his mouth. However the threat of having his throat slit dispelled any desire to scream. A deep voice whispered in his ear, “ Come with me and be quiet. You can’t get away from me and if you try I will grab your boyfriend too. Then I will rape him and kill him while you watch before I fuck you.” Steve sobbed at that image, the sound muffled by his captor’s gloved fingers. “ Shhh, it is OK baby, we are both about to have the best night of our lives. As the kidnapper started to move, pushing Steve in front of him, Steve felt like he recognized the voice. He couldn’t place it but he knew he had heard before. He never knew for sure, he had considered that his obsessed fan was someone familiar to him. But he had always hoped it was a stranger not someone he had accidently let into his life. The man forced Steve to walk the other direction, away from the safety of the front of the store and away from Greg. Steve tried to pull loose but the knife near his throat made him think better of it. He came out into a parking lot and was quickly pushed into a van. The knife was away from him for a minute and Steve screamed. Angry the man flipped Steve onto his back. He grabbed him around the neck and applied pressure causing Steve to gasp for air. “Try that again songbird and I will choke that pretty voice right out of your throat.” He let go and Steve was afraid to move again. The man fingered the 8th note on the slim chain and Steve whimpered. The kidnapper suddenly yanked the charm breaking the chain.” No” Steve sobbed. He had worn that necklace every day since his 12th birthday, it made him feel as if his beloved Mother was always with him. His abductor dropped the chain on the van floor, then made quick work of tying Steve’s wrists together tightly. He ran the rope around van seat so that Steve couldn’t possibly get to the knot. He gagged Steve sayng “In case you try and scream again. “ He picked up the necklace, then got out of the back of the van, locking the door. He looked at the necklace in his tight grip then angrily threw it onto the ground. He then jumped into the drivers seat and drove out of the parking lot.
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Greg finished packing the car, singing “Feeling that Way” softly so no one would hear him. He thought about how many times he and Steve had traded leads on the song. And how delighted they both were to realize they did have feelings for each other, their love and attraction was mutual. Greg let his daydream continue for a few minutes before his mind wandered back to the present. Damn, Steve was taking a long time, he thought. A couple more minutes passed and Greg started to worry. He decided to walk back towards the bookstore thinking he would meet Steve on the way. He laughed at himself thinking how paranoid he had become.
However he did not see Steve walking towards him. Greg went all the way back to corrider where they had separated. Panic rose in his throat and he called to his lover. He went back to the bookstore to see if Steve had stopped back inside. Finally he checked the bathroom. Finding it empty he ran to the parking lot on the far side of the building. The lot was empty. Greg felt himself start to loose it. “Steve, ‘ he screamed “ Come on this isn’t funny. There was no answer. "Steve isn't playing, he is not playing" Greg thought frantically to himself. Suddenly he caught sight of the sun glinting off something in the gravel. He looked down and he felt as if his heart had stopped beating. It was Steve’s beloved 8th note. Greg had to steady himself against the building. He slid down the wall and reached out for the necklace. The chain was broke, it had been ripped off Steve’s neck. He had to control himself to keep from crying out as the horrible truth washed over him. Steven had been kidnapped. A monster had him and was going to make all his sick fantasies,and Steve’s nightmares, come true.
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