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Not such a bad idea!	By : KarinVAM Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > HIM Views: 4758 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of HIM. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Bam was bored. Not just bored…but really extremely bored. So bored it gave the whole word a new meaning. Bored with a capital letter B.

He lay on his back on the king-size bed he owned and stared at the ceiling with a blank face. This feeling of having absolutely nothing to do, and wanting to do…absolutely nothing… was so new to him. It was him who always came up with crazy and cool ideas, and who was always…seriously always surrounded by friends.

But not anymore….Not now…

Nothing happened or anything, but he was the only one with a month off and they were all busy or gone. On a vacation or working. Even Dunn was filming his new TV show.

And now he was bored…

God how he was bored….

The laptop that stood on his desk that greeted him with his heartagram screensaver seemed the only considerable option for him to get himself out of this state, but it took him 15 minutes to get off his bed, and on the chair behind his desk. That’s how lazy he was. Then, finally there, he did not have a clue what to do on it. He didn't want to watch a DVD, or visit any website in particular. Still, his hand moved the mouse to the blue E of internet explorer in a reflex, and his homepage opened in front of his eyes. Google.
Bam signed and blinked a couple of times...God...now what?

Thank god Ville was coming over next week.

He was really looking forward to the visit of his best friend, since it had been months since they had last seen each other. They called each other at least twice a week but it just wasn't the same. He wanted to see him again and go out drinking together, or having useless rides in Bam's car, going nowhere....like the good old days.

"Willa Walo"...Bam mumbled with a grin. The though of seeing his best friend made him smile to himself, and he mindlessly typed his friends real name in the white searching bar in front of him. Before he pressed go, a little twinge inside him made him realize it was actually kind of sick to google your best friend, but considering he even search for his name on eBay and placed bids on stuff that had everything to do with the very man, he figured he had already crossed that line anyway.

He smiled when Google offered him a zillion website that mention his friend, and without clicking on anything he just scrolled trough the page. He wasn't planning on actually reading stuff since he already knew everything there was to know about Ville and the band, but stopped when something caught his eye: His name.

'Fuck, would you look at that.' Bam thought with a grin. It was cool to see that people mentioned him, and as a friend of Ville. Like he was a part of the whole HIM team.

Getting curious, he felt tempted to write his name next to Ville's in the search bar, just to find out what else people wrote about him. Did the HIM fans even like him?

The last time he search for himself on the internet was years ago, when Jackass had just started, and he would be bouncing off the walls when he found one website that mentioned his name. These days, he didn't even want to look, since he was now all over the internet.

He pressed search once again, just for the hell of it, and to his surprise another shit load of website appeared on his screen. Scrolling trough it again, his eyes grew wider when he realized there were entire websites dedicated to the two of them. He smiled when he read summary’s that said he and Ville were the coolest, or the cutest....or the hottest. Wow, he knew Ville was loved by the ladies, and he had quiet a few admires of his own, but these girls were just obsessed, talking about them and all the little details. It was scary.

'I'm a VAM shipper all the way." A girl had posted on one of the sites, and Bam raised an eyebrow in wonder. VAM? What the hell was that? I though they were talking about Ville and me. It sounded familiar in a way, but he had no clue what the hell she was talking about. Vam Shipper?

He chose to ignore it and continued his search, but when the word VAM came up another time, he frowned and stopped to read what the post said.
The whole conversation made no sense to him whatsoever, but at the bottom she had left a link with the words: For VAM fan fiction, check out this site.

"Fan fiction?" Bam silently mounded. He knew what fan fiction was, he wasn't stupid. But how could there be any fan fiction about Vam? What the hell was Vam? Was it a book, or a TV show or something?
Dying to find out he clicked on the link, and took in the website that started to load in front of him.

When a picture of him and Ville holding each other on the set of the sacrament appeared on his screen, he almost fell backwards off his chair. His eyes bulged and his mouth formed a soundless O to match it. Oh fucking god, he knew what it meant. He knew what VAM meant......

“Oh my fucking god, they didn’t.” He gasped. He could not believe what he was seeing.

Boredom all forgotten he scanned trough the summary’s of the story’s and gasped at what he was reading. These stories’s were not just little funny tales about him and Ville hanging out or getting drunk and doing something stupid….no…..in most of them they were romantically involved.

Bam was surprised by his own reaction when he felt his face burning with embarrassment and shock. Wasn’t this something he should just laugh about and call Ville to show him?

He read summary’s that said: ‘After getting completely drunk in a bar, Ville makes a confession that will sober Bam right up.’ Or ‘When Jenn brakes up with Bam, will Ville know how to comfort his friend?’

‘Mmm, that must be an old one.’ Bam concluded when he saw his ex-fiancées name. Still, even he had to admit that the idea was …..Kinda funny.

As he scrolled down and read more and more summary’s he felt sweat trickling down his forehead. Most of these fics were rated R or NC-17, and some of them even said PWP or Slash.

‘Oh my fucking god, that is just sick.’ He swallowed hard, and realized that Ville and him being so affectionate in public had made fans jump to conclusions like this. And now they actually fantasized about them being a gay couple. How wrong.

‘I so do not want to read this. Fucking sick dirty minds. No I am so not going to read this fucking shit. I don’t even want to look at it anymore. It’s wrong and all these people are fucking sick.’

With a trembling hand, Bam moved his mouse over to a story that said: ‘Bam is feeling ill, and Ville takes care of him. In more then one way.’ And opened the story with a little gasp. He felt dizzy, sweaty and there was a big knot in his stomach, but still he couldn’t keep himself from opening the page and reading the words of the first chapter.

His cheeks were burning, even though Ville and him were just talking and fooling around. Nothing too serious in this chapter. Still he felt the sexual tension trough the screen and he shifted on his chair to make himself a little bit more comfortable. He was starting to get a hard on from the idea alone of what he was going to read. And that was even more disturbing then reading this shit in the first place.

‘I don’t like this. I don’t like reading this or the idea of me and Ville together. Not in the fucking least.’ He tried to convince himself as he played with his heartagram belt buckle, and trying to undo it with one hand, as the other one was attached to his face. Sometimes covering his eyes when he couldn’t take it anymore and needed a deep breath before reading on. Sometimes to cover his mouth and touch his lips in a combination of shock and arousal. Bam tried to convince himself it was just shock, but moaned a little when he and Ville started to get it on in the story on his screen, and he brushes his fingers over the heartagram tattoo on his lower abdomen. The tattoo he shared with the man who he was currently making out with on his screen. The fictional him that was.

His fingers pushed down the zipper of his overseas jeans and slowly slipped underneath the waistband of his black boxers. He didn’t want to do this….really he really didn’t.
But reading about himself receiving an apparently mind blowing blowjob from his extremely good looking best friend and idol, was a little too much to take.

He panted hard when he freed himself from the baggy pants, which, no matter how baggy, were starting to get too tight around him, and he rubbed the throbbing head of his erection in argy circles with his fingers.

‘I shouldn’t be doing this. This is so fucking wrong. I am so fucking wrong….’”Fuck, oh god.”

He felt tears burning behind his eyes as he stroked himself harder and harder, until it was almost too much to take. It felt so good he could already feel himself tightening, but the little voice in his head screaming he was doing something he really shouldn’t never died and made him want to cry. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from the screen as he was now laying on his back, being taken slowly and lovingly by Ville, and where pain and pleasure were mingling into a blinding wonderful sensation.

It was awful, it was wrong. Ville was just his friend.

He never came so hard in his life.

“Oh Jesus fucking Christ.” Bam muffled into the sleeve of his HIM hoody, and the tears finally spilled themselves down his burning cheeks as he came all over his clothing and the floor. He never felt so good and so frustrated with himself in his life. How could he ever face Ville after this? Did he like his friend like this? Was he gay? Oh god.

The fact that the idea of him and Ville together just gave him a mind shattering orgasm made him argy and confused, but it also felt like something was pulled out from deep within him. Something he had buried deep inside and put to sleep.

He slumped in his chair, and buried his head in his hands after wiping them. Still panting and still wetting his cheeks and hands with his tears.

“Bam! Dinner’s ready!” April shouted from downstairs, and Bam jumped up in surprise.

‘I just need to forget this ever happened. I can do that. It was all a fucking mistake. I just need to stay away from these websites and it will all be fine. I need to let this all go and pretend nothing happened.’

Bam wiped his tears from his cheeks and cleaned himself up. After changing his clothes at top speed and a splash of water in his face, he swaggered down the stairs to face his parents and friend at the dinner table. He might be able to put this all aside, but the buzzing feeling in his head he liked to referrer to as ‘sex-fried brains’ kept reminding him of what had just happened.

‘Oh well, give me 10 minutes, I’ll be cured and it will all be forgotten.’
He told himself, sitting at the dinner table with a fake smile and pretending everything was fine. Hands sweating and chewing on his bottom lip.

It was lie.

Hope you guys liked it! Really really do! More is coming up!
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