Like Birds of a Feather

Like birds of a feather, they flock together, destined to be together forever.

Matt Sanders played by rachthebat.


Brian Haner Jr played by Synful Cocktail

As Matt Sanders kissed his mom goodbye and headed out of the door to go and meet up with his friends, he felt a sense of relief flood through his veins. He and his band, Avenged Sevenfold, were starting out on their second tour, this time leaving their home town of Huntington Beach and venturing all across America on the latest Warped Tour. Throwing his bags into the boot of his car, he jumped in and started up his baby, lovingly caressing her soft furnishings as he sped out onto the highway, ready to go and pick up his friend and fellow band member Brian. He had mixed feelings about being in such close proximity to his lead guitarist, thinking back to what had happened between them on the last tour. Matt had put the sudden feelings he'd gotten for his friend down to them being homesick and thought nothing more of it when they'd got back home. Now that they were heading out on tour again, for even longer this time, he wondered if those old feelings would rear their ugly head again.

@ Synful Cocktail

With a blurred mess of white fur and several quick yaps from his over-excited puppy, Pinkly, Brian Haner woke up with a jolt. Jumping all over his bed, Pinkly made sure that he was definitely awake and there was no chance of him falling back to sleep anytime soon. Swinging his legs over to the edge of the bed, Brian ran a hand through his bed-tousled hair- sighing as the thought about the reoccurring dream that's been frequenting his mind ever since his band's last tour. The one that starred a certain lead singer, himself and one of their bunks. Shaking his head as if to get rid of the arousing thoughts, he stood up and made his way over to where his clothes were laid out from the night before. Pulling them on, he made sure that every belt hung just right on his hips, that the fabric of his shirt clung just right to body. Grabbing the eyeliner pencil from his dresser, Brian stepped up to his vanity mirror. He just about damn near poked himself in the eye when Matthew honked the horn, begging Brian to get a move on.
With a kiss to Suzy's cheek and one last bone-crushing hug from McKenna he walked out of his house with his bags in hand.

"Are you just going to sit there and look pretty or are you gonna fucking help a bro out?" Brian growled, standing in front of the car door, his eyebrows furrowed almost as if frowning at the door will get it to open.

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Seeing Brian again after having a few months off was stirring all kinds of feelings inside him that he'd rather not think about this early in the morning. He popped open the hood of his car as he got out, jogging around it and picked up the bags in Brian's hands, knowing his friend was much too delicate to do much of anything first thing. He smiled a small smile and looked at the ground as he grabbed the duffel bags, knowing one look in those chocolate orbs would be the death of him. Slinging the bags in the boot of his car, they both waved to Suzy and Mckenna, Pinkly yapping at them as they slid into the car, slamming the doors. "Ready for another tour Bri?" Matt chuckled as they drove off towards their rhythm guitarist Zacky's house.

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Brian eyes could help but rake over Matt's perfectly chiseled body, taking in every muscle contour, every tattoo that peeked out of the sleeves of his shirt. Smiling sweetly at his best friend as he took the bags out of his hands, leaning against the door of the car, just watching Matt put the bags in the car. As Matt leant forward to place the bags on the seat, Brian caught a glimpse of the smooth tanned skin just above the waistband of Matt's jeans. He slid into the passenger seat, and his eyes widened slightly at the familiar feeling of blood beginning to rush to his dick. Scolding himself for even thinking about what could possibly lay underneath the denim jeans, he glanced right at Matt, smiling gently and nodded. "Hell yeah, motherfucker!" Brian whooped, playing with the dial to the radio, his signature smirk made its way upon his lips as Matt's favourite song came on.

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Matt saw his best friend raking his eyes over him out of the corner of his eye as he slid into the driver's side of the car and shut the door. He felt something stir in his stomach as Brian's cheeks flushed, glancing down at his crotch. He licked his lips and turned the keys in the ignition, smiling as Brian fiddled with the radio and started playing his favourite Pantera song, 'Slaughtered'. Seeing the infamous smirk playing on the guitarist's lips, he felt a stirring in his pants and blocked out all sexual thoughts as he pulled out onto the highway, making the short trip to Zacky's house. Even though the car ride was less than five minutes, he was feeling claustrophobic with all the sexual tension flying around.

He beeped the horn outside the Baker residence and leant back in his seat, scrubbing his face a few times. He felt the car dip as his green eyed friend jumped in, throwing his bags down at his feet. "What's up fuckers?"

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With a sigh, Brian tapped his slender fingers against his thigh in a steady rhythm. Glancing at Matt out of the corner of his eyes, Brian sighed deeper. He knew exactly what the younger man was probably thinking right now. Considering that Matt's jaw was clenched. Why couldn't the singer just admit his feelings for the raven haired man? God it'd be a hell of a lot easier on them both if he grew a pair.

The ride to Zacky's felt like it dragged on for miles rather than just a meer five minutes and Brian was actually grateful when the rhythm guitarist hopped in the car- it diverted Brian's mind off of Matt. "Oh you know, the same old." he answered, turning his head to look over at the shaggy haired man currently lounging out across the back seat, a smile smile tugged upon his thin lips as he focused back out of the window.

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Matt saw and heard his best friend sigh beside him, their eyes catching across the car as they looked at each other out of the corner of their eyes. He saw Brian tap his long, slender fingers against his thigh and couldn't stop the unadulterated thoughts flying through his head at what those fingers would feel like wrapped around his... "Woah Matt!" Zacky called out as Matt swerved and narrowly missed knocking over a dog that had been dawdling at the side of the road.

"Sorry guys, mind was elsewhere," he murmured as he concentrated on the road once again, trying to get the spiky haired man sat next to him out of his thoughts. He knew Brian was thinking the same things about him as they flew along the highway towards Johnny's house, the lead guitarist looking straight ahead of him, licking his lips. He wanted so much to bite that lip he kept nibbling on, to feel their tongues caress each other once again, but he just couldn't do what Brian wanted of him. He couldn't just come out and be in a relationship with his friend, he knew deep down he wasn't what Brian was looking for.

@ Synful Cocktail

Brian knew almost immediately that this tour was both a good and bad idea. On one hand he knew that he'll have several perfect opportunities to make the moves on Matt. But, on the other, Brian knows that it wouldn't be easy. This wasnt like how he'd break down a chord progression on a solo- this was something else. Brian was almost certain that Matt felt to some extent the same as he does.

By the time that they reached Johnny's house, the sexual tension between Matt and Brian was damn near chokeable. Brian just needed to feel Matt's plump lips against his own, to inhale at his intoxicating scent. To let his own primal instinct take over and give in to the carnal desire that's coursing through his very veins.

"Brian, you look... distracted," Johnny pointed out as he slid beside Zacky. His hands reaching across to buckle himself up. Brian chuckled gently and pushed a stray piece of hair out of his face, trying oh so desperately to not focus his peripheral vision in on Matt's lap or muscly arms.

"Yeah, just a little," Brian admitted in a small voice, his hands placed strategically in his own lap to try and hide his arousal from his band mates.

@ RachTheBat_

As Matt turned around in his seat to reverse out of Johnny's driveway, he cast a quick glance in Brian's direction and saw him place his hands into his lap, still nibbling on his lip. Righting himself and putting the car in neutral, he set off for Jimmy's house, not being able to help himself as he watched his spiky haired friend as he ran his tongue along his lips. Matt's knuckles were almost white he was gripping onto his steering wheel so tightly. He thought this was quite possibly, the worst time for Brian to start teasing him, knowing his band member was the biggest tease he's ever met. He felt tingles shoot down his spine, jolts straight to his crotch as the shorter man poked his pink tongue out and swiped it lazily across his thin lip. He couldn't help the thoughts that ran through his mind at how he wanted that tongue in his mouth, massaging against his own as he slipped his hands into Brian's pants.

Shaking himself mentally, he thought back to the last time he and Brian had been together as he made the short journey to Jimmy's house. It had been on the last stop of last years Warped Tour, all the other guys spending their last night on tour with either bands they had met while Brian had Matt pinned Dow in his bunk, not letting the muscled man go until he admitted his true feelings for the guitarist. Matt had squirmed and grumbled about them just messing around and having some fun, but he knew as he said the words he was lying to himself. Brian made him feel things he'd never felt before, with anyone. He'd had girlfriends in the past but he'd never felt for them what he feels for Brian, and that, scared him to death.

@ Synful Cocktail

Brian knew exactly what he was doing to Matt, and he was loving every second of it. Not only would it mean that Matt will drag him into a bathroom somewhere for the sheer excuse that they need petrol, but it's showing Brian just what he's doing to Matt is all Brian and no one else. Casting glances over at the singer now and then, he could see the prominent bulge in the front of Matt's jeans. That alone just made Brian all the more horny.

Letting his eyes slip closed, Brian succumbed to his tiredness and fell asleep. Of course, he begun to dream about the hazel eyed beauty. So, he woke up almost immediately, just in case he started moaning or worse. Even months later, Brian could still feel Matt's lips upon his own. He drew his tongue across his bottom lip, he tasted of alcohol and spearmint. Sighing lightly he started tapping against his thigh, a habit that he's developed over the years thanks to his fingers always wanting to play a guitar. Glancing over, chocolate brown met hazel and that alone had Brian looking away with a pair of rosy red cheeks.

@ RachTheBat_

As they arrived at the Sullivan residence, Matt stopped the car at the side walk and got out, needing to feel fresh air in his lungs. Not only that, he needed to get rid of the hard on that was currently taking up room in his pants, it was so big a family of five could camp under it. He shouted out Jimmy's name and leant against the hood of his car, seeing Brian peacefully slumbering in the passenger seat. He watched as Brian's chest rose and fell evenly, his long lashes resting against those high cheekbones. Matt felt butterflies erupt in the pit of his stomach as he imagined taking that face between his large palms and laying kisses all over it. He thought the few months they had had apart after the last tour would have put all of those pent up emotions and feelings to bed, thinking it was just a fling between friends, a way to relieve the boredom of tour. But he'd been wrong, on his part anyway, he didn't have a clue what Brian felt for him, if anything at all.

Seeing Jimmy skip out of his house, Mrs Sullivan following behind with a packed lunch for them all, he laughed his head off seeing what his best friend was wearing. A bright purple kimono and lounge pants, his hair as wild as ever. "Just a spoonful of Jimmy helps the whole world go down!" He sang, jumping into the back seat and causing Johnny to yelp as the lanky drummer landed in his lap. Matt thanked Jimmy's mom for the food and got back into the car, adjusting himself and wishing this boner would do one. He looked over at Brian, still snoozing by his side and gasped slightly, he could have sworn Brian had just muttered his name in his sleep. His gaze still lingering on the guitarist, he put the car into drive and pulled out of Jimmy's street, all five waving at the Sullivans' as they made their way to Long Beach, the first stop on the tour.

About ten minutes into the journey, Matt realised the petrol light on his car was blinking at him, letting him know he was low on gas. He pulled over into the nearest station and grabbed his wallet and keys, jumping out to put some juice in his baby. He shook Brian awake and told the others to get whatever they needed now cause he wouldn't be stopping again. They all jumped out of the back seat and headed for the little store at the side of the gas station, intent on filling their bags with as much junk as they could fit into the small back packs. Brian got out and stretched, Matt noticing when his shirt rode up his torso, showing a thin sliver of tanned stomach. Brian caught Matt's stare and bit his lip, his tongue snaking out and running along the flesh there. "I'm going to the bathroom" he murmured and stalked off in the direction of the men's room. Matt battled with himself, wanting to follow Brian in there, but also not knowing what he would do if he did follow. He finished with the gas pump and signalled to his friends he was going to take a piss and jogged over to the dingy looking bathroom, the door clanging shut behind him. He saw Brian leaning against a stall door, his long lean body stretched out at a right angle. He closed the distance between then and pulled his best friend into his arms, running his nose against the smaller man's as he fused them together in a slow, passionate kiss. "Fucking finally!" He heard Brian gasp into his mouth, chuckling slightly as they continued to kiss.

(I made up for not posting for ages with a nice long juicy post :P)

@ Synful Cocktail

When Brian announced that he was going to the bathroom, he wasnt so sure that Matt would follow, despite the constant glances that we thrown his way and Brian was absolutely sure that he caught Matt staring at his stomach. So, when Brian saw the door opening and his the hazel eyes beauty waltz in, he was more than positive that something other than relieving their bladders will happen. Brian's breathing was hitched in his throat as Matt closed the distanced between them and pulled him into one of the most passionate kisses he'd ever received in his life. Still managing to be cocky even while painfully hard.

The singer's hands started roaming as he deepened their kiss, the warm muscle situated in Matt's mouth swiped across Brian's bottom lip; begging for the entrance he knows he'll be granted. The larger man pushed his tongue past the thin barrier of Brian's lips as they parted ever so slightly- his hands curving around the mound of Brian's ass as their lips moved in perfect synchronization. Brian was on so many different levels of pleasure, so many he thought he'd explode right there and there, but, Brian had more self-control than that. He just stuck with grinding his hips up against Matt's. Their hard-ons rubbing up all over one another's was something else.

It was the ringing of the bell on the door that had the two lovers flying apart faster than a bullet. Luckily it was Johnny who isn't all thy together with this sort of thing just completely looked over both Brian and Matt's disheveled apparences, how they're practically panting, the tents in both of their pants, their swollen lips and flushed faces.

Once they both calmed themselves down enough to form a proper cohesive sentence, Brian just smirked his infamous smirk and walked back on over to where Matt's stood. His hand running down the toned stomach, his hand dipping into the curves of muscle that's been hard worked to be there and down to the taller man's crotch. Groping Matt's dick, Brian smirked wider. Jist from the feel of it he knew that he'd be fucking himself on it in no time. "Mmm Matty, next time I'll be choking on your huge cock."

And with that note, Brian walked out unbeknownst to him that Matt would make good on that promise.

@ RachTheBat_
(Ugh, holy hell that turned me on )

(Christ woman! I'm actually panting here! LOL)

Matt groaned into Brian's mouth as his hands wandered all over the guitarist's lean body, massaging the flesh of his ass as he ground his hardon into the spiky haired man's crotch. He felt just how hard Brian was and gave himself a mental high five, knowing that Brian wanted him just as much as he wanted Brian. He pushed his hand into the dissaray of spikes and flicks, backing his friend into the stall door as he deepened their embrace, pushing him up against the metal door as he continued to explore Brian's mouth.

Feeling Brian gyrate his hips and rub his cock against his own had tingles shooting down his spine, wanting nothing more than to rip the clothes off the lead guitarist and fuck him senseless over the toilet. He was just getting into it when they heard the bell above the door ring shrilly, Brian pushing Matt off him, Matt springing backwards, panting, his breathing out of control as Johnny strolled in and walked right past them, not even battering an eyelid at their obvious dishevelled appearances.

Matt watched with baited breath as Brian came towards him once again, the breath catching in the back of his throat as the smaller man smirked his infamous smirk and ran his hand down his chest, getting lower and lower until he got to the obvious bulge in his pants. Matt let out a soft moan as he felt Brian grip onto his dick, groping it through the material of his pants. Matt groaned out loud at his friend's tempting promise, watching him saunter out of the dim bathroom, his ass swaying sexily. Oh god, Matt thought as he scrubbed his face a few times, attempting to bring himself back to planet earth. Damn right you'll be choking Haner, he thought to himself as he ran the cold water tap and splashed his face a few times, I can't wait.

@ Synful Cocktail

(you're telling me! I just so happen to have developed a little problem of my own here)

Brian was a little disappointed that they practically weren't near each other for the first few days of their tour, hell, they weren't even sleeping next to each other. But, Brian definitely made sure that he was near the hunk of a lead singer onstage. Throwing glances his way every so often, biting his lip sexily whenever he caught those gorgeous pair of hazel eyes. Brian knew exactly what he was doing and boy was he loving it.

It took two more shows of pure torture for Matt to finally keep Brian back after one of their shows in their dressing room. Brian swiftly got up off the couch and made his way across the room to close and lock the door. Turning on his heel to where Matt was stood, hands poised at the hem of his Social Distortion tank top. Matt brought his lip ring in between this teeth as he slowly moved his hands down to unbuckle his belt. Shaky hands unzipped the zipper and yanked them off with difficulty as the singer was sporting a rather large boner. His huge cock threatening to burst through the seams of his boxers. A strangled moan left Brian's lips as he walked over to Matt. Surely there was no way all of him will fit in my mouth, Brian thought, slipping his hand down Matt's boxers and wrapping his hand around Matt fully. They both moaned out their appreciation as Brian begun to move his hand, stroking Matt's member well beyond comfortability.

Brian dropped down to his knees and tugged down the material that was separating him from the glorious cock, erect just for him. Matt's fingers threaded themselves through the spiky mass off raven hair. Brian's eyes glanced up as he licked slowly over Matt's leaking tip. Moaning at the salty taste of Matt's secretion. Brian's hand was firmly wrapped around the base of his cock, steadying himself as he started to suck on his blunt head. The guitarist's skillful tongue, swirling around the tip. Brian swallowed and hollowed out his cheeks, taking more of Matt's dick. One hand pumping Matt and the other playing and tugging at his slightly hairy balls. Brian's eyes started to water as soon as his gag reflex begun to kick in, but to combat it, he started to bob his head fast. Sucking, tugging, pumping and licking at the engorged cock. Matt's moans were loud and husky, his voice taking on the sound of arousal as Brian worked his dick. Bringing him over the edge.

"Fuck, yes! Brian baby! Oh god, your fucking mouth! Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Matt screamed out as Brian raked his teeth over Matt's length. Matt was so close that Brian could feel it. And, with a press of the tip of his tongue against Matt's ballsac, Matt let go. Shooting his load hard down Brian's throat, tugging and pulling at his hair as he came down off his high.

@ RachTheBat_

(Fuck, is it hot in here! Excuse me while I go find my ovaries!)

The first few days of the tour went by rather quickly, uneventful but quick. Matt had tried to rearrange the sleeping system so Brian could be closer to him, but Zacky had fucked up his little plan, whining about wanting the window seat. The few times they had been on stage however, Brian had all but eye fucked him, that perfect mouth smirking at him as his hand travelled down the fret board of his guitar, telling Matt exactly what he wanted to do to him. As Brian came near him, ready for his third solo of the week, Matt grabbed a handful of jean clad ass and squeezed, a yelp of delight slipping from Brian's lips.

Matt had finally been able to get his hands on the spiky haired temptress after one of the shows, pulling him into one of the rooms backstage. As Brian closed and locked the door, Matt palmed himself through his pants, more than ready for Brian to make good on his promise of a blow job. He watched as the guitarist closed the distance between then, biting on his lip ring as he struggled with his zipper. Finally freeing his aching cock, Matt unsheathed his dick, a low grumble crawling its way up his throat as Brian jerked his cock a few times before sliding down to his knees, ready to take Matt's monster.

He gripped onto his friend's dark hair as he took him into his mouth, feeling all tongue and teeth as Brian sucked him to within an inch of his life. Matt moaned loudly as he felt Brian choke around his length, his head bobbing up and down as his other hand stroked him. He felt soft fingers tugging at his balls and knew he was about to explode into the smaller man's mouth, shooting his hot seed down Brian's throat. He screamed out as he felt Brian press his velvety tongue against his balls, felt them emptying themselves into Brian's wanton mouth.

He leaned down and pulled Brian back to his feet, licking the excess cum that had dribbled down his chin. He wrapped his arms around the friend he had come to have deep feelings for, tasting himself on the slippery tongue of the guitarist. He slid his hand down Brian's lean back and into the back of his pants, squeezing his ass cheeks, earning a gasp from his band member. "I wanna taste you baby." Matt purred as he unbuttoned Brian's tight jeans and pulled them down his slim thighs, placing wet kisses on the flesh there. "Bend over and show me that perfect ass."

He smirked as he heard Brian moan and gasp as Matt pulled his cheeks apart and ran the flat of his tongue across the puckered hole, his wet muscles dipping in and tasting his musky scent. He reached around and took hold of Brian's weeping cock, jerking it in time with the thrusts of his tongue, moaning at the beautiful taste of his lover. "Want me to fuck you?" Matt murmured, sucking the flesh presented to him, his tongue swirling around the rim, tasting, teasing. "Want me to stuff my fat cock in this tight little ass?"

(I am officially gone! )

@ Synful Cocktail

(What is ovaries?! I don't own such things anymore! )

Brian's knees just about damn near buckled when he felt Matt's warm tongue running across his ass, dipping, licking and tasting the muskiness that Brian has to offer him. The wet muscle slipped past Brian's resisting scphincter and into the velvety tight, deep heat of Brian's most inner cavity. His tongue thrusting in time with the large hand wrapped around Brian's aching cock. Sliding back out to run along the pucker hole of his lover's ass. Brian's cock throbbing at Matt's taunts, knowing exactly what the smaller man wants but not relented until he just about begs.

Brian assumed it was a dominance thing. So, he turned around and stepped back from Matt, biting his lip as he laid down on his back on the plush sofa. Sitting up only to pull off his shirt, leaving him naked and exposed all for his newfound lover. Matt's moans were sinfully delightful and Brian made sure to commit the gorgeous sounds to memory. Stepping fully out of his pants, Matt walked over and settled himself between Brian's legs. He probed two fingers up to the lead's mouth, knowing exactly what he's asking for, Brian brought them into his hot mouth. Sucking and licking on them like he would blow Matt's cock, making sure the younger man was teased and his fingers were definitely covered in his saliva did he open his mouth.

"Matty, please." Brian pleaded as Matt's fingers traced around his rim, not penetrating but just teasing. "Stretch me to your cock, baby! Fuck" and it was that last sentence which had Matt plunging his fingers into Brian's hot ass. Revelishing the way Brian's muscles clenched around the intrusive digits, simply moaning at how his own cock would feel buried balls deep. Matt started to thrust and scissor his fingers, shortly adding a third just for a safe measure. Knowing Brian was more than sure he'd be able to fully take his erect penis he pulled out his fingers, sucking on them and closing his eyes at the taste before spitting on his hand, using his saliva as makeshift lubricant, his cock was starting to leak pre-cum as he started to slide in, but before even the tip was in, Brian had moved his hand down, his fingers wiping up the milky substance and brought those fingers up to his own mouth. Not getting enough of Matt's unique taste, much unlike all his past lovers Brian preferred the taste of Matt's juices to any other.

Smirking, Matt sunk past Brian's muscles and moaned when he was home in the literal sense of the word. Moans ricocheted around the room as Matt started rocking his hips in a rhythm that was fast, yet deep. Brian's pleasure increased tenfold as Matt started hitting places inside of him that he never knew existed. "Baby! Fuck, oh god! Right there! Fuck! Yes!" Brian's throat was hoarse from all the screaming and moaning that he was doing. His back was arched fully when Matt pulled out and slammed back into him. The head of Matt's cock hit his prostate dead on, and with every thrust, he was quickly on his way to his own release.

(I've killed mine with too much slash )

Seeing Brian saunter over to the black leather couch, Matt's previously limp cock grew hard once more, seeing his lover strip naked before him and stretching out his hot body, his legs spreading, waiting for him to dive between them. He moved across the room with a predatory look in his eyes, pulling his own clothing off him as he settled in between Brian's legs and putting his fingers to Brian's lips. He fought to contain the moan that wanted to escape as he saw the brown eyed man beneath him sucking and licking his fingers, coating them in saliva in preparation. He pulled his digits out of the thin lips and slid them into Brian's tight heat, curling them and brushing against Brian's prostate, teasing him.

Hearing his boy mewl and plead with him, Matt pulled them out and sucked them clean, groaning at the delicious taste. He spat on his cock and pumped it a few times, the makeshift lube coating his rock hard shaft. Seeing Brian dip his finger into the salty pre cum that dribbled from his slit made Matt so hot and ready he slammed himself into the guitarist's taught ass, feeling the ring of muscle clamp down on his cock, gripping him like a glove as he thrust in and out. Watching his cock disappear into his friends ass was doing amazing things to him, his pelvis smacking into Brian's balls he was so deep inside him.

Brian arched up like a cat, purring and mewling against matt as he continued his relentless pace, the sound of moans and groans filling the air, skin slapping against skin as their sweat soaked bodies collided and stuck together. "You're so fucking sexy" Matt groaned, feeling the blunt head of his clock hit Brian's sweet spot over and over as he pounded into him. "M'gonna cum baby!" Matt cried out, leaning forward and taking Brian's lips in a sloe, erotic kiss, hitching his leg higher around his waist, driving his length deeper and deeper into the smaller man's ass as he chased the release he had been craving since they had first embarked on the tour.

@ Synful Cocktail

(Same here! And too much porn and smut and holy shit. )As Matt's cock pegged into Brian's prostate, the spiky haired man could feel himself getting closer to his release. Matt leant forward to capture his lips in the most erotic kiss he'd ever had the pleasure of experiencing. The passion and electricity between them was overwhelming. Literally Brian could feel every single emotion that Matt was feeling and that alone was trippy as fuck. Matt's hand wrapped around Brian's weeping cock, moving his hand along the rigid muscle, driving him to cum at the same time as he. Matt's large hand moving at the same pace as his thrusts. Their husky moans filling the small room, skin slapping against skin and the panting of them both was like music to their ears. Brian's back arched up from the mattress, driving Matt deeper into him. "Baby! FUCK!" Brian groaned as he came. His seed shooting all over Matt's hand and stomach. The erotic clenching of Brian's muscles were what brought Matt over the edge, as well as Brian's sexy moans.

Matt collasped on top of Brian in a sweaty heap. Brian was more than sure that he wouldn't be able to walk straight for at least a week after tonight. Like, literally, Matt is the biggest that Brian's ever taken before. Even bigger than the dildos that he brought that are sitting in the top drawer of his bedside table, "you're so fucking sexy!" Matt repeated, closing his eyes and wrapping his arms around Brian.



They walked back to the van in silence, not touching one and other, but they were closer than they normally would have been. Neither one wanting to admit that they liked the other deeply, probably afraid of what would come out of it, whether it be a relationship. Which, is what Brian wanted more than nothing. As they climbed through the doors, Brian noticed that their bedding had been moved. "Yeah, we've changed a little. It's going to be Zach, me, Jimmy, Matt then Brian." Johnny said, smiling at the two men before crawling into his sleeping bag. It only took one sneaky and knowing glance from Matt to have Brian just damn near dive over to where he's supposed to be sleeping.

This will be fun, Brian smirked to himself.

@ RachTheBat_