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Love Between Brothers	By : BellaCheval Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Def Leppard Views: 1721 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Love Between Brothers
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“Fucking bitch,” my best mate said, slamming down another shot of icy cold vodka, his dark blue eyes slightly red-rimmed and puffy behind his glasses.

“Fucking right you are, mate,” I replied, knocking back my
own shot of poison. The sake had ceased to have much of an effect on me, now that I’d drunk enough of a bottle to ease the ache in my chest. “You’d think after our luck with women we’d learn. But NOOOO...I let one get close to me and BAM. Right in the balls again,” I continued.

“And in the bank account, Joe. Don’t forget the bank
account,” my best mate countered, his voice as bitter as I’d ever heard it and with an edge of anger. I’d known Rick Savage, “Sav” as he was known to the rest of the world, almost all my life and when Sav got good and pissed, it was better to duck and cover than be in the eye of the storm.

He’d lost a really lovely home thanks to the bitch he’d married a few years ago, and now he was possibly going to lose his two sons to the woman he’d taken up with shortly after. I’d never seen anyone so broken up in my life, and the only solution I’d been able to come up with was to take Sav out to my favorite pub and get him snockered. Problem was, I’d decided to try and keep up with him.

Bad idea.

Although I was taller and a bit heaver than Sav, he was able to hold his booze better and now it took everything I had to sit upright onthe bar stool. I was glad there weren’t any soccer games on because otherwise I’d be paying for damaged bar equipment for the rest of my life.

I had my own heartache to deal with, but after seeing Sav
standing on my doorstep, soaking wet from the pouring rain and looking like a lost puppy, I’d put my pain on hold Gesturing for the waitress. I told her to bring me the biggest glass of orange juice they had, and after looking at the fire burning in Sav’s eyes, I told her to make it two.

“Ain’t no good without the vodka, luv,” Sav said, staring up at me through his bangs.

“I don’t care. You’re going to drink it, we’re going to pay
our tab and get out of here. And you’re going to tell me what the fuck is going on that you showed up on my doorstep looking like a reject from a Rob Zombie video,” I said. Once the juice had arrived, I glared at Sav until he drank the entire glass down.

“Come on mate, let’s go back home and get this shit straightened out,” I said. I dropped some bills on the table, grabbed Sav’s arm and carefully dragged him out of the pub and to my car. He was still drunk enough to need propped up against something immobile and I was buzzing a lot, so getting the car unlocked took a little more time than usual. By the time we were in the car and slowly cruising back to my place, Sav had all but passed out in the passenger seat.

Luckily the drive was only ten minutes long, the road deserted and the rain had stopped. I pulled up into the drive, unfolded Sav’s long legs from the car and got him into the house.

I wondered if I should leave him alone in the state he was
in and decided against it at the last second. Something told me Sav was really hurting this time and if he was alone, he might do something stupid. I got him to wake up enough to climb the stairs to my bedroom, sat him down on the edge of the bed and shook him.

“Sav. Come on, wake up a little and get undressed. We can work this out in the morning,” I said softly, tilting his face up to look at me. Grief and desperation filled those prettes aes and made my heart ache.

“Ah, Sav,” I said, ruffling his matted, blonde hair. “You get yourself into the shit, don’t you?” He didn’t reply, just went about kicking his sneakers off, jerking off his shirt (losing some buttons in the process) and flopping down in bed with his jeans on. I knew he’d passed out as soon as his head had hit the pillow, so I skinned out of my clothes and hit the shower to clear my head and wash the scratches that covered my chest off. My now ex-girlfriend had marked me pretty well with her long nails, leaving a couple of scratches that looked like they needed to be sewn up.

I couldn’t remember what had set our argument off, but it was the last straw as far as I was concerned, and I’d told her to get the fuck out of my house. Once she’d left, I’d put on a Korn CD, turned up the volume and sat down on the couch with a bottle of whiskey and started
drinking.

Then Sav called.

I got out of the shower feeling a little better but still
pretty drunk. Sav was wide awake, staring off into nothing.
“Hey,” he said softly. “Sorry.”

Sitting down on my side of the bed, I said, “Don’t be. Now,
you want to talk about it or do I have to drag it out of you inbits?” Silence grew heavy between us, then when it felt like one of us was going to have to say something or go mad, Savwhispered, “She wants another baby. I think two’s enough. I mean, I love the little buggers but...and I think she’s been cheating since the baby was born. If I hadn’t been there for the blood tests and all that, I’d have said he wasn’t mine. I LOVED her Joe, and she did the same thing my ex did. Screwed me for everything I had and fucking left. This keeps up the only thing I’m gonna have is you guys, the band.”

Shock flooded me as Sav’s tale tumbled out. I’d suspected
his woman had been cheating on him, especially since a couple of fans who were pretty good friends of mine had seen her out with a guy that WASN’T Sav. And they were being pretty friendly with one another, if you know what I mean.

“Sav...I don’t know what to say. You haven’t been running around, have you?”

“Fuck NO!” he snapped. “I’ve been as faithful as anything,
Joe, and this...this just...” Sav replied, his voice trailing
into a soft gasp that became a sob. Next thing I knew he was curled into the pillows, crying his heart out. I reached over and patted his bare shoulder, then leaned in and wrapped my arms around him. Sav cried until there was nothing left except hitching, dry sobs that were just about as bad as his tears.

“I’m going to lose my boys because the law says SHE can get them. All because she’ll stay at home and I’m a rock star. It don’t make any sense Joe, it doesn’t.”

I couldn’t say anything else. I simply held him, wondering
what would be the best way to kill someone off without being caught. The only things I had to lose, if any, were material. Sav could lose his flesh and blood, and all because the law saw a woman as the best caretaker for children in a split. She could have been the Countess Bathory and she’d get the kids.

“She said she never loved me, Joe. Never. She’s as fucking bad as the last one was. Outside of me mum and my brothers, nobody loves me,” Sav croaked.

“Don’t be stupid, Rick,” I said. “I love you. You’re my
brother, ain’t you? Even my mum and dad say we’re like brothers.”

I slung my arm around Sav’s shoulder, wincing at the feel of his shoulder bone poking me in the armpit. “Christ, Savage,” I said, poking him gently in the ribs with my other hand, “you’re nothing but skin and bones! How long has this been going on?”

“She left about a month and a half ago. I...I just didn’t feel like doing anything other than drinkin’,” Sav replied. “And you know how I get when shit like this happens. Don’t worry, I’ll eat my weight twice over when I can think straight again.”

We lay there on the bed for a long time, both of us lost in
our separate worlds of pain. I’d lost my woman because the truth finally hit her that short of a medical miracle, I could never sire children. That was the problem the last time I tried to be in a relationship. And I didn’t want to adopt, either, I just didn’t feel that I would be a good father. She didn’t understand, so she left. Sav was going to lose his kids because he didn’t want to have another child so soon. God, I wanted to punch something so bad, but I shoved the anger down and gave Sav a hug.

“Go to sleep, okay?” I started to get up but Sav grabbed my arm and said, “Can you stay here till I fall asleep?” He looked so lost and so alone my heart broke. “Sure, mate,” I replied, settling myself into the bed next to him. Sav curled around until he was almost in a ball, I pulled the covers up over both of us and tried to fall asleep.

The feeling of soft, warm lips nibbling down my spine
invaded my dreams. I twitched under their caress, lost in a dream of being with some woman from my past.

Snuggling closer towhoever it was, I sighed deeply...and came wide awake when my brain registered **WHO** was in bed with me. I wriggled out from under Sav’s arm and flopped over in bed to stare at him like he was a two headed alien.

I could tell he was still pretty wasted and I was going to forgive him the back nibbling....then he
looked up into my eyes and I was lost. A hot spike of lust went from my brain straight to my groin and before either of us could say anything, Sav grabbed me by my hair and pulled me down into a kiss that could have melted steel.

Mind you, I’m not gay, but the hazy realization of the fact
that my best friend had inspired a boner from me that would make a bull jealous made me shiver. The fact that both of us were naked didn’t help and I looked down to see that Sav was just as aroused as I was. I reached down and wrapped my hand around his erection and began doing to him what I liked to do to myself, which made Sav gasp and reach for me.

“Ah, shit...” he gasped, speeding or slowing his movements to match mine. I couldn’t say anything, all I wanted to do was feel those hot, sweaty hands on
my aching flesh and those sweet, velvety lips under mine. As we’d lean in to kiss one another, our bodies would touch, setting goose pimples off all over.

It didn’t take long for the two of us to come together,
splashing the bed and each other with hot, salty-scented fluid.We clung to one another, kissing and caressing, unable to stopourselves. “Wash her out of my head,” Sav whispered as he kissed a trail down my flesh to settle between my legs...then proceded to give me a blow job that almost gave me a heart attack. Theonly thing we didn’t do to one another was actually fuck, I didn’t think I could take it and I knew Sav probably wouldn’thave been able to sit down for a month.

When our passion was spent, we lay cradled in one another’sarms, our heartbeats returning to normal, slowly. “Let’s keepthis our secret, okay?” I asked, smoothing an errant curl out of Sav’s face. He nodded sleepily and burrowed into my armpit, finally able to relax into sleep. Before he passed out, he said softly, “Love you, Joe. Always have.”

“You too luv,” I said, then tucked the sweat and semen
stained blankets around us. If we never had this moment again,ever, I’d always treasure that night with the man who’s the brother of my heart.
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