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More Than Friends (sequel to	By : ONegative Category: Reality TV > Jackass Views: 5508 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Bam came back from DC three days later but Ryan didn‘t see him again for nearly a fortnight. He deliberately made himself unavailable, spending as much time away from home, with Mark, as he could, forgetting to charge his phone or just forgetting it altogether. It couldn’t last, he knew that. He couldn’t avoid Bam forever but that wasn’t gonna to stop him trying.

De Camillo called him, at Bam’s request apparently (Did he know Ryan was avoiding him?), wanting to know if he was gonna be there for the shooting of Bam’s new show. Ryan had many reasons for answering no. Actually, I’ve turned queer and I’m afraid you guys will all turn out to be homophobes, and I’m sorry, I can’t, I’m avoiding Bam at the moment coz he’s fast turning me into a rabid cock slut, were just two of them and he didn’t feel able to give Brandon either of them. He tried of course, but none of his other excuses seemed to hold any weight with Brandon and rather than tell him the awful truth, Ryan reluctantly said yes.

Standing in Bam’s kitchen, laughing with his friends at Phil’s reaction to the burger patches, meat toothpaste and hydraulic van, Ryan decided that so far, the day hadn’t been nearly as difficult as he expected. It was nice seeing the guys again, even though he felt guilty for not being totally honest with them, and Bam, surprisingly, had been on his best behaviour, not counting his efforts to piss Phil off.

Of course, between the guys and the film crew and Phil and Ape and Vito, they hadn‘t had more than a few seconds alone, which probably had a lot to with it.. While he had accepted the fact that he was gay and knew that at some point in the future, when he was as sure as he could be that they wouldn’t freak on him, he would come out to his other friends, Bam was still straight, and Ryan was nothing more to him than a dirty secret. He may have wanted to throw Ryan down on the ground and fuck him into the dirt but he couldn’t, and more importantly, with the guys there, he wouldn’t.

Maybe, Ryan mused, that was the key to surviving his current situation. Maybe, when Bam realised how difficult it was going to be to keep what was happening between them a secret, he’d lose interest. It was just sex after all and no matter how hot it was, it wasn’t worth all that extra effort.

Ryan was feeling a little more relaxed as they crowded into Phil’s van and headed towards the junk yard. Phil loved his van, if Bam destroying it didn’t make him mad, he figured that nothing probably would, and even if it did, Bam had already bought him a new truck so it wouldn’t last long.

While Bam went off to find the owner and or someone who knew how to operate the machinery, Ryan, Raab, Rake, Glomb and De Camillo took the time to explore. The junkyard was a giant playground for them, they took turns scaling the less impressive heights of some precarious looking car mountains, leaping from one to another and dive bombing each other as they passed unawares below. Raab, less than comfortable more than a foot off the ground, chose to hide rather than dive, scaring the bejeezers out of people by bouncing out from behind the cars when they least expected then running off, giggling maniacally, while De Camillo entertained everyone by acting out scenes from just about every action movie you could think off that had a junkyard scene in it, complete with voices and mannerisms.

Ryan bombed Rake, not from a great height but it was enough to send him flying face first, arms and legs in all four directions at once, into a huge puddle of engine oil and mud. It really was pretty funny to see, everyone laughed, except Rake. He stood, dripping from head to toe with sludge, looking like a cross between the creature from the black lagoon and Wild Bill Hickock, eyes wide and glaring, teeth bared as his lips curled back in a feral snarl and Ryan knew he should probably get the fuck away from there before Yohn pounced.

He took off, as fast as his legs would carry him, laughing hysterically in between gasps, until eventually, he felt safe enough to come to a stop. Still chuckling, though not as loudly, he leaned back against the side of a beat up old pick up truck and slid to the ground. He didn’t hear the gravel crunching footsteps behind the truck, if he had have done, he’d have taken off running again but he was busy wondering what kind of twisted revenge Rake might be planning and he didn’t even realise he wasn’t alone until a low, husky voice growled out…

“Now I’ve got you, Dunn.”

“Shit!” He tried to scramble to his feet, assuming it was Rake but he stumbled and landed on his knees. “Rake, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean…” He dared to look up, hoping that his buddy had calmed down some now and was just fucking with him for fun but who he saw, wasn’t Rake, it was someone a whole lot scarier…

Bam.

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