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Such Synful Thoughts	By : Need2ScreamNow Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Avenged Sevenfold Views: 3117 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- 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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Summary: Brian has a crush on one of his band mates. But when he finds out about a secret two of his friends have been keeping all hell breaks loose.

A/N: Okay, this is going to be a dark fic’, the ending holds a few surprises, but its going to be rough in a few places, so if you don’t like rape or Syn portrayed as the bad guy or death fics there are plenty of other magnificent stories on this site that you’ll enjoy. ^_^

Reality: My God these kids are insane!
Denial: No crazier than the others
Sex Drive: Hellooooo Zacky! =)
Denial: No!
Reality: Focus on the music
Sex Drive: Fine, but we are totally rooming with Jimmy tonight. We haven’t been laid in like three weeks!
Reality: *sigh* Fine
Denial: It’s only been two, stop being overdramatic *rolls eyes*

Zack’s sweat slick body pressed against Brian’s during one of their duets and Synyster felt his self-control slipping as Zack’s arm slipped over his almost without resistance.

Sex Drive: Mmm…now how good would that feel if we were naked and sliding in and out of his tight ass
Denial: Nooooo!
Reality: Too late

Brian felt his pants constricting his rock hard erection as Zack continued to rub up and down the side of his body.

Reality: Not again >_<
Denial: Dammit SD
Sex Drive: Writhing, moaning, head back, screaming our name, and begging for more
Denial: STOP IT!!!
Reality: >_O

Zack jumped away and trotted to the other side of the stage where Matt was harassing Johnny.

Reality: Alright, we gotta get this under control before we get backstage
Denial: Dead puppies
Reality: O.O WTF?!?

Brian felt his pants loosen minutely, but they were still incredibly too tight.

Denial: Grandma naked
Reality: I’m gonna be sick

To his relief his erection shrank even more until it was barely noticeable.

Sex Drive: Bright green eyes looking up at us while he stretches that pretty mouth around our throbbing cock.
Reality: Goddammitmotherfuckingsonofastupidmotherfuckingbitchcuntfuck!!!!
Denial: Brittany Spears! Jessica Simpson! Grandma!!!

Synyster mentally swore at himself as his erection came back full force.

Reality: Dammit if we let you jump Rev in a closet or something will you stop!?
Denial: Giving in to him only makes it worse!
Sex Drive: Can we jump him now?
Reality/Denial: No!!
Sex Drive: *pouting* fine =P

Forcing himself to think of more hideous images Synyster forced his erection back and waited almost impatiently for the end of the show so he could corner Jimmy.

Sex Drive: *pouting* You lied to me
Reality: Shut up
Denial: Did not
Reality: It’s not our fault they shoved us off the stage before we could get him.
Sex Drive: I bet you did, you’re just saying that
Denial: Am not.
Sex Drive: Are to
Denial: Am not
Reality: Shut up both of you

Brian sat on the couch opposite of Zack who was scribbling in a notebook and leaning against a soundly sleeping Matt. Matt’s deep sleep was not the least bit disturbed by the loud card game going on between Johnny and Jimmy only a few feet away at the small table.

“Ah haha! King beats Jack, eat it Sullivan!” Johnny crowed gleefully; Jimmy growled and threw a pretzel at him.

Sex Drive: Oh he’s gonna eat it alright…
Denial: No
Reality: If you keep this up we’re rooming with Johnny and you can suffer
Sex Drive: Shutting up

Zack sighed drawing Synyster’s attention back to him; he tossed his notebook to the other end of the couch and stretched out, using most of Matt as a pillow. Matt mumbled and slipped further into sleep; Brian glared at the sleeping singer envious of how close he and Zack were.

He gave into the childish impulse to throw something and break them up when the driver announced they had reached the hotel a few minutes later. Brian grabbed a hoody, wadded it up and nailed Matt in the face with it. Matt jumped, which woke Zack who yelped and then grumbled and moved even closer to Matt.

Reality: Way to go genius, your master plan failed.
Denial: Did not, see Matt’s making him get up
Sex Drive: Bow-chika-
Reality: That’s it, find Johnny!
Sex Drive: NO!! I’ll be good, I’ll stay quiet!
Denial: Nope find Johnny
Sex Drive: We can either have Jimmy tonight or you can deal with me ALL day tomorrow.
Reality: Son-of-a-bitch
Denial: Dammit, fine

Brian slammed Jimmy against the door kissing him furiously, the drummer retaliated by roughly grabbing and squeezing Brian’s crotch.

“Fuck!” Brian moaned as Jimmy’s skilled hands roughly toyed with him. Brian quickly undid the drummer’s tight jeans, and slid both his boxers and jeans down and started pumping his hard length; Jimmy moaned and thrust into his hand. Brian dropped his hand after a couple hard jerks and quickly discarded his own clothing, Jimmy whined at the loss of contact. Brian slicked his throbbing member with his precum; Jimmy groaned and turned to brace himself against the wall. Brian sucked on two of his fingers and quickly shoved one into Jimmy’s tight entrance; the drummer grunted and pushed against his him.

He quickly added another finger and made a scissoring motion to stretch him even more. Groaning he pulled his fingers out and replaced them with his hot length. Jimmy screamed when the guitarist pushed into him and started panting and making small incoherent noises when Brian roughly and quickly thrust in and out of him. Brian groaned and thrust harder, nailing Jimmy’s sweet spot again and again; the drummer grabbed his weeping erection and jerked himself off in time with Brian’s rough thrusts.

“Fuck! Brian!” Jimmy threw his head back and came hard on his hand and the door. Brian grunted and plunged into his tight heat a few more times before he collapsed against the drummer, spent. Brian didn’t pull out as soon as he spilled his seed, he kept himself buried in Jimmy purring as his tight muscles contracted around his softening length.

Reality: There, are you better
Sex Drive: Mmhmm, nothing like Jimmy
Denial: Zack
Reality: We can’t have Zack
Sex Drive: Yes we can…
Denial: O_O That twisted thought did not just happen
Reality: No it didn’t, SD what the hell is wrong with you!?
Sex Drive: Well we can, he doesn’t have to be awake…
Reality/Denial: FUCK NO!!!

Brian finally pulled out of Jimmy with a quiet groan; Jimmy turned to face him and leaned heavily against the wall, his eyes were still dark and Brian felt the stirrings of arousal begin in his stomach. Jimmy smiled and shoved him back onto a bed and crawled up his body, licking and nipping at his tender flesh.

Sex Drive: Oh Jimmy, what are you thinking
Reality: I’ve got a feeling this is going to get messy
Denial: >_<

Brian woke up the next morning in a fair amount of pain, but very, very happy.

Reality: Jesus, we have a show tonight
Denial: I told you not to do that
Sex Drive: Why don’t we room with Jimmy more often?

He turned in Jimmy’s arms and watched his friend and lover sleep. He snickered quietly when he saw the bruises from last night beginning to color on his shoulders and neck.

Sex Drive: Let’s wake ‘em up ^_~
Reality: Let him sleep you had him up all night
Denial: We need a cold shower.
Sex Drive: We need a shower with Jimmy

Water spilled down Brian’s body and drenched Jimmy as he roughly sucked the guitarist off. Brian tangled his fingers in his heavy, wet hair and thrust deeper into his throat.

“Fuck Jimmy, so close.” He whimpered, the drummer reached up and lightly squeezed his balls, Brian’s vision faded for a moment and he saw stars as his body jerked and he came explosively in Jimmy’s mouth. The drummer swallowed and then deep throated him one more time before he let him go. Brian moaned as his soft member was squeezed again in Jimmy’s throat, “So good Jimmy…” he murmured. Jimmy stood up and flashed him a smile, Brian gave him his own coy smile and pressed against his firm body. Jimmy’s erection was like fire against his stomach, lightly he ran his fingers over it and laughed lowly as Jimmy’s hips bucked up into his hand, “You want me Jimmy?” he whispered huskily in his ear, “You wanna bury your cock in me and pound me ‘til I forget my name?” He felt himself growing hard again with the thought of Jimmy fucking him.

Jimmy only grunted and then grabbed his arm and spun him around and pushed him against the wall. He pushed his burning length into him in one swift thrust and then started slamming into him at a fast, rough pace. Brian screamed and pushed back against him, meeting his hard thrusts.

“Fuck, Brian.” He whispered, he pinned him completely against the wall and started sharp, deep thrusts into his body, Brian was surprised he could still scream.

“Like that Brian,” his soft voice was in his ear and Brian was certain he was going to cum just listening to it, “You like having my cock in your ass? I know you do, you like being fucked don’t you?”

Brian’s words slurred into a ragged moan and Jimmy’s thrusts became harder. Brian clawed the tile on the wall as his climax flooded through him he screamed and thrust against the hard wall to ride out his orgasm. Jimmy swore and buried himself as deep as he could in Brian’s hot body thrusting erratically as he climaxed. Jimmy pulled out and collapsed against him breathing heavily.

Reality: We actually need to take a shower now
Sex Drive: *Dazed* Sure, sure. Whatever
Denial: How can you have sex all night and then have more sex for an hour in the morning.
Reality: Doesn’t matter, at least he’ll be quiet today.
Denial: Oh please, when’s the last time he was quiet for more than an hour or two?
Reality: Well then I guess we better enjoy these couple of hours.

They finished their shower, actually cleaning themselves, and slowly got dressed, both wincing from the rough night before.

Reality: Note to self: Rough sex with Jimmy only on breaks
Denial: Duly fuckin’ noted, God our ass hurts
Sex Drive: Mm, I say next time we get some handcuffs >:)
Reality: We are in enough pain as it is; we’re not adding that to it.

“Got everything?” Jimmy asked as they looked around the room one last time; Synyster nodded and they left to join the others.

Reality: Dammit. Why does Zack always attach himself to Matt?
Sex Drive: I say we room with him next time.
Denial: No

Synyster tried not to glare at Matt but, dammit, how did the singer always get so close to Zack? Anytime he tried to cozy up to him he scooted away and here Matt was practically on top of him.

“Jealousy is not very becoming of you.” Jimmy whispered as they filed out of the hotel to the bus; Brian only growled, the drummer laughed and then turned to Johnny to challenge him to another game of cards.

Logic: Why are we jealous of Matt?
Reality: Because he’s always with Zack.
Logic: But Zack likes girls…so why are we jealous of Matt?
Reality: Because he still gets to be close to Zack
Logic: …That doesn’t make sense
Denial: Yes it does.
Sex Drive: We can get close to Zack too; a couple roofies and we can get really close to Zack.
Reality/Logic/Denial: O_O You are sick you know that? No, no, no and NO!
Sex Drive: I’m just saying it’s an option
Reality/Logic/Denial: No its not! We are not going to rape Zack. Jesus SD fantasize about Jimmy or something.
Sex Drive: Fine =p

He watched Zack curl up next to Matt on the couch with his notebook; the singer smiled and moved so he could look in the book with him. It probably would have been more comfortable for Zack if had just climbed into Matt’s lap. He tried not to gag or glare at them; they stayed oblivious to him totally lost in their own little world.

A/N:
Like I said up top, this is going to be a dark fic’; so if you don’t like anything in the warnings stop reading please.
But for those of you brave enough to follow my madness thank you :)
Thank you for your reviews, constructive criticism will be welcomed with open arms.
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