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Strip Tease	By : Need2ScreamNow Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Avenged Sevenfold Views: 2099 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- 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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A shrill beeping from his phone woke him from his comfortable dream. Sleepily he sat up and looked for his discarded pants, Matt’s arm tightened around his waist and he looked up at Zack only half conscious. Zack giggled and kissed the corner of his mouth before he slipped out of his grasp and went to find his phone.

He found his pants near the foot of the bed and pulled out his now silent phone and flipped it open; Brian had sent him a text.

What r u doing?

He let out a short laugh and then turned down his ringer before he tossed it on top of his pants and climbed back into Matt’s warm arms.

“Who was it?” he mumbled already falling back asleep. Zack sighed and snuggled closer to him, “Brian. He wants to know what we’re doing.” He giggled and fit his head under Matt’s chin and drifted back into sleep with a husky laugh in his ear.

The next time Zack woke he did so on his own and found Matt already, sort of, awake. He looked into his half lidded eyes and laughed quietly, “you’re a coffee person aren’t ya’.” He kissed his lightly brushed his lips across Matt’s jaw and the other man smiled, “Coffee, Mountain Dew, Red Bull person.” He said pulling him a little closer. A small shiver or pleasure went through Zack when Matt’s hand brushed his thigh.

Matt stretched out on his back and for a moment Zack thought he was going to fall asleep again but his eyes opened a little wider and became a little clearer with the movement. Zack moved and straddled his hips and Matt’s eyes cleared the rest of the way and he raised an eyebrow silently asking what Zack was planning on doing. Zack smiled sweetly and bent down to kiss his chest. Matt sighed and Zack felt his cock twitch beneath him; he smiled and used the tip of his tongue to trace one of his tattoos and Matt sighed and tangled his hand in his hair keeping him close to his sensitive skin.

Suddenly an idea came to him, he kissed his chest again and sat up still thinking through his plan; Matt watched him with dark, curious eyes. Zack smiled and leaned over him again but moving up his body so he could whisper in his ear, “Don’t move.” And then he quickly slid off of him and darted out of the room.

He went to the kitchen and went directly to the refrigerator. He opened the door and almost didn’t think he’d be able to do what he wanted but the small sliver of the container he wanted was peeking out from behind the orange juice. He grabbed pushed the orange juice to the side and grabbed it and hurried back to the bedroom.
Matt was looking at the ceiling when he came in so he quickly put the bottle on the floor where he could reach it but Matt couldn’t see it. Gracefully Zack crawled up Matt’s muscled frame placing a light kiss on his lips he felt the smile under him.

“Are coffee, Mountain Dew, and Red Bull the only things that wake you up?” Zack’s voice was practically a purr as he slid a hand between Matt’s legs gently cupping his balls. Matt whimpered and arched into the touch, “Depends on what you’re tryin’ to wake up.” He moaned quietly and arched into Zack’s light touches. Zack laughed and lightly ran his fingers over Matt’s hardening flesh. Matt let out a low groan and pulled Zack close for a kiss. Zack ground against him while Matt tormented his tongue and when they finally pulled apart Zack was certain neither of them were going to last very long once he put his idea into action.

For a brief moment a flicker of indecision went through his mind; he didn’t know Matt well enough to know if he would enjoy this. He decided quickly that he would give him a small warning and if Matt said ‘no’ he wouldn’t do it.

“I have,” Zack murmured softly, “a little bit of a naughty side.” his fingers danced lightly over Matt’s tip, lightly twisting it with the last word. Matt half screamed half moaned pushing into the touch. Since he didn’t tell him to stop Zack took this to mean he was open to do whatever Zack had in mind.

“Zack, want you.” Matt whimpered. He couldn’t resist Matt’s lustful pleading, so he cut his fun short. “I want you too,” he purred, Matt groaned and Zack continued, “but there are rules for this game. You aren’t allowed to touch yourself, or me, until I say so. Got it?” Matt nodded and took his hands off Zack’s thighs and instead reached up and grabbed the headboard. Zack felt his mouth go dry when Matt stretched himself out, he would make a great dancer he thought dazedly.

Shaking his head Zack scooted down his body and reached for the chocolate sauce he brought with him; after popping the top he squirted a liberal amount on Matt’s leaking head. Matt screamed as the cold liquid ran down his burning length. Zack watched, his own erection painfully hard, as Matt struggled to keep from touching himself.

“You look so good.” He murmured as Matt panted and writhed as the cool chocolate continued to slide over his heated flesh. Zack decided, since he had to cut his previous fun short, to torture his lover some more. Leaning down he lightly skimmed his tongue over Matt’s leaking head.

“Fuck!” Matt screamed, suddenly more of Matt’s length was in his mouth. Matt moaned and swore as Zack’s warm mouth enveloped him. Zack looked up and saw Matt had taken his hands off the headboard and they were now tangled in his silky hair forcing his head up and down. He moaned deep in his throat and felt Matt tense and then his mouth was flooded with bitterness. Slowly he dragged his tongue over Matt’s softening member licking away all the left over sauce. Matt sighed and whimpered and kept his fingers tangled in his hair.

Finally Zack sat up and fixed the singer with as stern of a look as he could muster, “I didn’t say you could touch did I?”

“You didn’t try to stop me either.” Matt looked completely sated, he pointedly trailed his eyes down Zack’s naked body where they rested on his painful erection.

“Do you want help with that?” he dropped his voice to its irresistible husky whisper and Zack nodded, “All I can get.” He whispered. Matt wrapped a hand around him and slowly stroked his hard flesh.

“Matt, more. Please.” His rough hands felt good but he needed more. He let out a strangled moan as Matt pulled his hand away and rolled them over so he was on top. He skimmed his nose down Zack’s chest inhaling his scent and every now and then pressing a kiss to a bit of skin. Zack writhed under him his neglected erection ached with want of release, “Matt!” he moaned.

Zack’s world dropped out from beneath him when Matt slid his hot mouth over his head. He screamed and grabbed Matt’s short hair pressing him down and forcing more of his aching dick into his mouth. Matt’s sharp teeth grazed the underside of his sensitive flesh and his eyes rolled back; his slick tongue pressed flat against him and he screamed Matt’s name again.

“Fuck! Matt…I…” Without finishing the sentence Zack exploded in Matt’s waiting mouth. Slowly Matt licked him clean and made him squirm and pant. Finally releasing his dick Matt sat up and lazily kissed him and licked his mouth clean.

“I could wake up like that every day.” He murmured.
Zacky snuggled next to him already drifting into sleep again, “Better than coffee?” he snickered.

“So much better.” He whispered.

The next time they woke up it was nearly midnight. Zack didn’t want to get out of bed but both his and Matt’s stomach were growling. Thankfully Matt said he had frozen pizza so they didn’t really get dressed; boxers worked for both of them.

Zack watched the lean muscles of Matt’s arms stretch and flex while he got the pizzas out of the freezer; he forced himself not to drool when Matt leaned over to put them in the oven. When Matt turned around he laughed when he saw Zack’s face, “What?”

Zack pointedly looked at his crotch and Matt laughed again. He was actually surprised with himself, usually he was the hesitant one in the relationship. His forwardness with Matt and the speed that he had jumped into bed with a guy he really didn’t know worried him.

When he had started stripping he knew people thought he would be easy and he took special care, well what he thought was special care, to date people he genuinely liked and thought he could trust; guys that, he thought, wouldn’t fuck and run. But they did, usually after beating the crap out of him for a couple months. He looked at the muscles that rippled under Matt’s skin again and his blood chilled; Matt could hurt him, not that any of the others hadn’t put him in the hospital a time or two before, but Matt could really hurt him.

His fear must have shown on his face because Matt gave him a concerned look and walked over and kneeled next to him, “What?” He murmured. He looked around the small kitchen for anything that might have frightened him. Zack shook his head, “It’s nothin’.” He said. He wanted to smack himself when his voice trembled.

“Zack what’s wrong?” he stood up and pulled Zack close to his warm chest. Zack moved his head so he could hear Matt’s steady heartbeat, “It’s nothin’, really.” His voice was steadier and he hoped Matt would buy his lie. Matt was quiet for a moment and Zack didn’t know if he was still looking for the unseen threat or if he was thinking about Zack’s words.

“What’d I do?” he asked softly. His arms loosened and then disappeared as he stepped away. Zack jerked his head up and looked at him with wide eyes, “No Matt, it’s…it’s not, I mean…” he snapped his mouth shut and took a deep breath to calm himself. He hadn’t expected Matt to read his mind like that. He reorganized his scattered thoughts and looked into Matt’s troubled hazel eyes, “It’s not you, not really.” He looked down at the table and bit his lip, “I…I usually don’t…pretty much all of my previous boyfriends are in lockup for domestic violence…and rape.” He finally said. He kept his eyes on the table and flinched when Matt’s warm fingers glided across his shoulders. Matt wrapped his arms around him again and he relaxed against his chest again listening to his heart.

“I won’t hurt you Zack.” He whispered. Zack pressed his ear closer to his chest and listened to the soft sound of his breathing kept in time by the beating of his heart and closed his eyes, “I love you.” He whispered. Matt squeezed him gently and Zack didn’t fear the strength in his body anymore, “I love you too.”

Brian was nearly bouncing off the walls when he walked in the next day.

“Tell me everything!” he nearly screeched when Zack finally closed the door. Zack laughed and sat down on the couch and Brian pounced on him, “C’mon, c’mon! Spill!”

“Jesus give me a minute to organize myself here.” Zack laughed pushing him off. He snuggled next to his impatient friend, “He’s awesome Bri. He’s, he’s…he’s not like the other guys, not at all.” He said smiling. Brian had wrapped an arm around him and now that arm relaxed a little, “I was worried about you.” He admittedly quietly. Zack took his hand and kissed his cheek, “I worried about me too, but really Bri, he’s not like them. He’s like the polar opposite of the others.” He curled himself more comfortably under Brian’s arm.

“Given your past judgment of men I’ll decide that for myself.” The words were playful and Zack snickered but he knew that until Brian trusted him Matt would be under close scrutiny by all of his friends.

“He’s great in bed, which is a first.” He said lightly know full and well that Brian would take the bait.

“You said Tom was great in bed too; what makes Matt different?” Brian countered. Zack smiled and pretended to think for a moment, “Well,” he finally said, “Matt is…he makes Emil look small.” he said finally giggling like mad when Brian’s mouth dropped open, “I won’t believe that,” He winked at Zack, “unless I see it.” He wiggled his eyebrows and Zack laughed louder, “Never, it’s mine.”

“Hey I taught you everything you know. The least you can do is get a picture.” He pouted. Zack kissed his cheek again, “Please, you’ve been taking cues from me for years.” He hugged him tightly and Brian hugged him back and laughed, “If that were the case we’d both be in the hospital.”

Zack lightly punched his arm, “Fuck off that’s not what I meant.” He said rolling his eyes and hugging him again.

“I know you had the posse over last night, what’d you guys do?” Zack asked, his voice muffled by Brian’s shoulder. Brian sighed and Zack felt an unfamiliar tension tighten the shoulder he was leaning on, “Nothin’ much.” he stopped and Zack knew he was debating telling him something, “Nothin’ much huh? Why are you so tense?” he murmured. Brian sighed, “Would you leave it alone if I said I don’t want to worry you?”

Zack shook his head, “What happened?” he pressed closer to him knowing if one of the others had been hurt he would’ve gotten a call as soon as Brian knew about it. Again he sighed, “Rob came over.” He said heavily; Zack pulled back and arched an eyebrow, “Rob came over?” He snorted and tried not to laugh, but Rob was as straight as they came he only started The Club because he said all the pretty women had been taken.

“Why did he come over?” his laughter ended as soon as it started. What if The Club was closing?

“He told us that someone broke in yesterday.” He paused and took a breath, “Apparently someone snuck in through one of the back entrances and broke into Rob’s office.” Brian hugged him tightly and Zack actually began to relax a little, “So he robbed the place, fuck Bri I thought The Club was closing or somethin’.” He sighed. Brian’s grip didn’t relax, “He didn’t rob the place, not of money.” He said darkly, “Though I wish he would’ve.”
Zack pulled back and looked at him, “Why would someone break in if they don’t want money?”

Brian pulled him close again, “Phone numbers. Rob has all our phone numbers in his office. Zacky they think he took our number.” He whispered. Zack wasn’t really that worried, so they’d be getting some little snots prank calls, so what. “Wait. How do you know it’s a guy? It could’ve been a girl.”

Brian shook his head, “They ran the fingerprints, it’s a guy. It’s Pig. Pig broke in and stole our fuckin’ number.”

“So we’ll change our number.” Zack wrinkled his nose, he was repulsed that Pig now had their number but they could work around that. Brian shook his head, “Zack, reverse number look up. With our number he can figure out where we live.”

A/N: Alright! I fixed some things and added details. I’m trying to get through Forget to Remember but Japanese and English are whooping my butt. This story Will be finished because half finished stories are a pet peeve of mine. So, until then =D
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