I Was In Love | By : VillesSlave Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > HIM Views: 2278 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Bam's POV
“I have to pee.”
“You have to pee.”
“I have to pee!”
“Too bad! You’re not peeing on me!”
I knew that I was being kind of shitty to Willa, but I was pissed. My dick felt like it was on fire, and Ville had to pee.
“Ok, we need to figure out a way to get unstuck.”
“No shit.”
I ignored his pouty comment and concentrated on the crisis at hand. I carefully touched our dicks, trying to ascertain how much glue they had used. We were sealed together from the stock of our thankfully clean-shaven sacks to the very tips of the heads. The holes were practically kissing they were so close together. Whoever had done the dirty work had been very thorough. Which led me to believe it was Dico. Raab is too retarded for that.
“We’re stuck. Really stuck.”
“I think we should call for an ambulance! I don’t want my dick to fall off!”
“Oh, NO! Oh-so-NO! We are not going to a hospital like this. We will have to figure something else out.”
“Like what?? How are we even going to stand up to go get something to get the glue off? You’re like 4 inches shorter than me!”
“We’ll find a way.” I started to chew on the tips of my fingers, a habit I developed in childhood and never grown out of. Suddenly, I felt the glue start to pull and crack and I cried out in pain. I looked up, and saw Ville staring adamantly at the ceiling, his lips moving as though he were talking to himself and an obvious expression of pain on his face. I was momentarily confused until I looked down and saw that his dick was semi-hard.
“Nononono! Ville, this is not the time to get it up!”
“Don’t you think I know that? I’m trying to make it go down, but when you chew on your fingers like that, you look so innocent and it makes me-“ I felt the glue pull again.
“Stop! For the love of God, think about something not sexy!”
“Okok, not sexy….Don Vito….Margaret Thatcher….Jenn Rivell….aahh..there we go.” His dick was slowly going back down to where it belonged, easing the pressure against the glue.
“Thank God. Your dick is way bigger than mine when it’s hard, if you had gotten it all the way up it probably would have ripped us apart and taken skin with it.” He shuddered.
“What’re we gonna do, Bammi?” His eyes were desperate. I felt terrible. I felt like this was my fault. I did the only thing I knew how to do in a crisis:
“AAAAPPPEEEE!!!!!!”
Ville's POV
I hated the idea of Bam’s mom seeing us like this, but what else were we to do? She knew we were lovers, and she knew that we have sex, so I suppose her seeing us naked together wasn’t going to be that big a shock. She’d probably seen Bam’s naked adult body more times than she’d have cared to, but I never wanted her to see mine. I grabbed the blanket and pulled it over us.
“Willa, what’re you doing? She cant unstick us if she cant see us!” He pulled the blanket off.
“I don’t want her to see me.” I pulled it back on
“Don’t worry, Babe, she’s my mom! She’s seen us all naked!” Off.
“Not me.” On.
“Willa…” Off.
“No.” On.
“Baby.” Off.
“No.” On.
“Sweetheart.” Off.
“No.” On.
At that, April came stomping into the room. She saw us fighting over the blanket and got an exasperated look on her face.
“Brandon, did you call me up here just so I could referee?”
“Psht. As if, Ape. I called you so you could unstick us.”
“Unstick?”
“Yeah. Dicamillo superglued our peckers together.”
“He super glued your….Oh….OH! Oh my god!”
“Yeah so we need you to unstick us.”
“Ok, Ok….well, Let me see what I’m up against.”
Bam went to pull the blanket off, but I help on for dear life.
“Oh come on, Willa…just let her see!”
“Please, Ville, let me see. I will not to make you uncomfortable.”
“Too late” I mumbled.
I let Bam pull the blanket off us, and I’m certain I was blushing madly when April lifted our conjoined dicks with her thumb and index fingers and tried to see what her options were.
“Well, whoever glued you did a good job.”
“Yeah, thanks Ape, now how about helping us?”
“I’m gonna have to use paint thinner.”
“PAINT THINNER?!”
“PAINT THINNER?!”
Bam and I screamed at the same time.
“Yes, paint thinner. That’s the only thing I know of to get it off.”
I looked pleadingly at Bam, trying to tell him telepathically “Please don’t let her do this to my beautiful cock.” But he didn’t seem to get the message.
“Ok, Ape, do what you have to do.”
April disappeared for a few moments to retrieve the paint thinner, all the while I glared daggers at Bam.
“Don’t glare at me, please, Baby. She’s doing what has to be done.”
I folded my arms. “I know that in my head. But in my dick, I know that this is going to hurt like a son-of-a-bitch.”
“Probably. I’ll hold your hand. It’ll be just like getting a tattoo.”
“yeah ‘cept I wanted my tattoos.”
“Even the n’idiot one?”
“Even that one. It’s another one that I share with you.”
We shared a brief kodak moment, smiling lovingly at each other. Just as Bam leaned in to kiss me, April returned with a can of paint thinner, a towel, a spray bottle filled with water, gauze, and Q-tips.
“OK, boys, here we go.”
Bam met my eyes and voiced what I was thinking,
“This is gonna suck.”
Yes, Sweetheart, this was really going to suck.
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