Like Birds of a Feather

@ RachTheBat_
Yo Yo Yo.

@ Synful Cocktail
Oh shit, I thought I posted in this. Sorry honey!

@ RachTheBat_
It's okay!

Matt groaned at the sight before him, Brian's face flushed with desire, his eyes screwed shut, thick lashes laying against his defined cheek bones. He could never get tired of seeing Brian like this, so vulnerable, so open with him. He leaned forward and rubbed his nose against the guitarist's, pulling his fingers out slowly to prolong the pleasure. "Open up beautiful, wanna see you" he whispered, sucking his fingers into his mouth. Seeing the obvious love and passion shining in those chocolate irises, Matt felt an ache hit his chest, his breath almost being taken away as he connected them together fully. Their lips moved together in perfect synchronicity as he pumped his shaft a few times, using the saliva he spat on his hand as make shift lube as he pushed himself into his lover. "God, fuck!" He'd never get tired of this feeling, as if Brian was wrapping himself around him completely and sucking him in, holding him exactly where the guitarist wanted him. He began to thrust, knowing they didn't have much time, but wanting to take his time, to go slow and love Brian completely and utterly.

Brian wrapped his legs around Matt's waist and knocked the singer's hat off his head, wanting to feel his silky longs run along his finger tips as they made love. Made love Neither man didn't ever think that they would be doing that, both thinking they were just fucking while they were on tour. Matt's face contorted in pure pleasure as he heard Brian mewling and sighing against him, breaths of air being puffed out of his mouth as Matt upped the pace, gripping Brian's weeping cock between his thick hands as he thrust into him. He bent forward and ran his tongue along Brian's slit, the guitarist shuddering and shivering as he felt pleasure from both ends. "Matty... god, Jesus fuck Matt!"

"I know baby, I know" Matt cooed, increasing the strokes up and down Brian's cock as he rocked his hips heavily against his lover's. "Fuck, you feel amazing boo."

"Shit, Matt!" Brian cried, hot, sticky cum erupting from his slit, dribbling down Matt's hand and resting in a pool against his midriff. Feeling Brian tighten around him set Matt off like a firecracker, jet after jet of thick cum filling Brian up completely, sweat running down Matt's face and dripping onto Brian's chest as he emptied himself inside his boyfriend. He collapsed against Brian's chest, wrapping his arms around the smaller man's body and cuddling him, still very much encased in Brian's ass. He felt suddenly sleepy, like the weight of the world was on his eyelids, dragging them down until both men were slumbering peacefully, not realising they were still very much joined together and naked, in public...

@ Synful Cocktail
(Le gasp! XD I actually thought I had killed my ovaries for a few months, but they seem to be working now )

"Brian! Matt! Just what the fuck!? We've been looking for for you both for an hour!" Zacky screamed at the pair, Brian's eyes flew open at the slight lisp and his cheeks turned a darker shade of pale. Lifting his head to look up at the furious younger man. Brian just then realised he was still impaled on Matt's cock. Chuckling in embarrassment, he bit his lip.

"Bri-" Jimmy started as he skipped into the room, his eyebrows were significantly in danger of flying off his face as he took in the situation the new-found lovers were in. He whined, "I LOVED sitting on that couch!" he exclaimed, his hands thrown up in the air as he pouted dramatically. Matt just rolled his eyes at the lanky man. "Don't you dare say anything, Matthew. Your fucking horsecock says it all!" Jimmy huffed, running out of the room to find his much shorter best friend.

"Fucking seriously, you and Matt went for a fucking quicky!?" Zacky spat vehemently. Shaking his head as an expression of amusement crossing with fury flashed briefly in his eyes. "It's a shame that the fans with backstage tickets didn't walk in," Zacky mused, clicking his tongue as he left the room.

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"What is Zacky's problem? It's not like he didn't know about us." Brian rolled his eyes and placed his hands against Matt's rock hard chest, his fingertips tracing over the colourful ink.

Brian bit his lip as he looked down at Matt's face, trying to stop himself laughing at the situation they had found themselves in. He made to get up off the taller man, but as he shifted, he felt Matt grow again inside of him, the monster that his lover owned nudging his prostate dead on, making him gasp loudly. "What's say we have another little quicky before heading to the next venue huh?" Matt whispered huskily, his hands finding Brian's angular hips. He dug his fingers into the guitarist's flesh and thrust up slowly, wanting to me gentle so he didn't hurt Brian at all. He glanced up to see the heaving, shuddering form of his boyfriend, little puffs of air being expelled from his lips as he rode Matt. "That's it baby, bounce on my cock" Matt groaned, feeling Brian tighten considerably around him. Brian leant forward and pressed his lips against Matt's in a heated kiss, all tongue and teeth and saliva as they rode towards their release. All that could be heard in the small room were skin slapping against skin, heated moans and erotic cries of ecstasy as Brian impaled himself on the beast that was his lover's cock. Completely bottoming out, Brian sat down hard against Matt's balls, Matt arching his back clean off the sofa as he emptied himself into Brian, looking down at the cum that was currently spurting out of his boyfriend's swollen length.

Brian collapsed against Matt, all sweaty and worn out, they'd had sex so many times these past few days, Brian didn't think he had enough energy left to move, let along walk properly. "I love you" Matt whispered against Brian's temple, placing soft kisses there.

"Love you too Matt."

What they didn't realise was that just outside the door, someone was listening to them, watching them with pure fury and jealousy blazing in their eyes.

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(Sorry I took so long, forgot again )

After regaining back much neede oxygen to their lungs and got dressed, Brian pulled Matthew in for one last heated kiss. Lips pressed firmly against the other pair, bodies were drawn in close, Brian squeaked when Matt's large hand slapped his ass. Chuckling darkly Matt just smirked at his boyfriend before ripping open the unusually firm door. Much to Brian's surprise and horror, Zacky came tumbling into the room. As the latter straightened himself out, he made the mistake of looking up into the eyes of the couple, immediately giving away what he was doing there.

"Where you... spying on us?!" Brian spat, utterly disgusted that his best friend would do such a thing. Without a yes being spoken verbally, the guilty look that was plastered on his pale face said it all, "what the actual fuck, Zachary?!"

From the sheer use of his first name, Zacky knew he was in deeper than he thought. Matt was livid, his nostrils flaring at his on coming anger. Without even giving the anxious man the chance to answer, Matt grabbed Brian's hand gently and dragged him out of the room without so much as a second glance to Zacky. The lead's long fingers threaded through the singer's thick ones, his other hand rubbing at the back of the angered man's meaty hand as some sort of comfort as they walked. Matt finally stopped walking when he was a reasonable distance away from their dressing room, "I'm sorry, baby, I just couldn't stay there any longer without wanting to rip his goddamn head off," Matt explained as a sheepish expression found it's way onto his features. Brian just nodded and stepped closer to the taller man, wrapping his not-as-bulky arms around Matt's waist.

"All I want to know is why the fuck Zacky would listen in on us having sex?" Brian mumbled into the curve that Matt's shoulder and neck join created. Matt hummed in agreement, still as confused as ever about the entire situation before the pair.

@ RachTheBat
(It's okay, sweetie! )

Zacky huffed in annoyance at himself and the 'happy couple' who had just stomped past him and left him on the floor. He hated that they were so happy together, hated the fact that Brian was so in love with Matt he was blinded by everything and everyone else around him. He knew for a fact he could make the guitarist happy, he'd loved him for as long as he could remember. All throughout high school he'd followed Brian around like a little love sick puppy, Jimmy berating him constantly to just tell their friend how he felt. He would have too, if not for the complete doe eyed look Brian got on his face whenever Sanders was in the vicinity. Sure, he'd had other boyfriends, even girlfriends. But he'd never let his heart get involved with any of them, the pulsing organ had already been claimed, unwittingly, by Brian Haner Jr the second they became friends.

Kicking the dust at his feet, Zacky stalked back down the corridor in search of Jimmy, him being the only person who knew of his unrequited love for their best friend. He found the lanky streak of piss hanging out outside with Johnny, plumes of smoke being blown into the air as they leaned against the wall.

"Finally! Come on Baker, your turn to drive the beast to the next venue!" Jimmy quipped, grinding out his cigarette with the heel of his shoe before jumping into the back of the van. Peering inside, Zacky rolled his eyes as he took in the sight of the two love birds, wrapped around each other and in danger of swallowing each other whole they were sucking face so much. So this was why it was my turn to drive, he thought glumly to himself as he jumped into the driver's seat beside short shit and Jimmy, great!

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From way back in the far corner of the van, Brian could feel a pair of green eyes just glaring into his soul. He shied away when he caught Zacky's harsh stare in the rear view mirror. Leaning his head on Matt's chest, he hoped that Zacky would just get the fuck over what he clearly needed too.

Matt's eyes followed where Brian was looking over at and immediately his eyes narrowed. His thick arms pulling Brian up into his lap, kissing the top of his head and just as the couple predicted, Zacky's glare hardened.

"Okay, what the fuck is your problem?" Brian asked, desperately trying to contain his annoyance at the younger man.

"You know exactly what it is, Brian," Zacky replied, turning his focus onto Matt instead.

"No we-"

"Im in love with you."

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"What the fuck?!" Matt narrowed his eyes at the rhythm guitarist, invisible steam coming out of his ears and he motioned for Zack to pull over. "Stop this fucking van right now!

"We can't stop we need to get to Carson by five!" Jimmy cried, an incredulous look adorning his face.

"Tough shit, this needs to be sorted"

"Matt, can't we talk about this after the show? Jimmy's right, we can't let our personal lives get mixed up with band stuff." Brian lay his head back against Matt's shoulder, lacing their fingers together and rubbing the pad of his thumb across Matt's calloused knuckles.

"Fine," Matt huffed in annoyance, feeling himself relax a tad at Brian's soothing fingers. The van rumbled on through the streets of California, Matt and Brian laying down in the back of it, cuddled up in Matt's sleeping bag, Zacky's light green orbs burning holes into them. Jimmy rolled his eyes and shook his head at the situation that was unfolding, knowing how Zack felt about their best friend. He almost felt sorry for his Italian friend, almost. He's had plenty of time to confess his feelings to Brian, why choose now, when they were in the middle of an American tour?

"You know I love you right?" Brian whispered into Matt's ear as they lay in the warm sleeping bag, arms wrapped around each other. "It doesn't matter what he has to say, I'll always love you."

"I know, love you too." Matt placed a soft kiss against Brian's temple and rubbed circles into the guitarist's back, leaning his head back against his travel pillow as he allowed his thoughts to consume him.

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As Brian rested his head onto his boyfriends chest he couldn't help but to feel annoyed at the whole situation. What he couldn't understand was why Zacky had waited until he was in a loving and stable relationship to confess his love. Brian actually wasn't surprised though - he's noticed the loving gazes that we're directed his way and he's seen Zack glare harshly at Matt. The saying 'if looks could kill' couldn't be anymore relevant.
Brian sighed and curled his body against Matt's. He smiled as Matt's arms tightened.

Every little gesture like that had Brian's heart swelling. He's never been in a relationship like this before, like ever. They were in love, deeply and absolutely in love.

Brian's chocolate gaze flickered down to focus on Matt's now slumbering form. Usually, people drooling on him was fucking gross and he hated it... but now. Now, Brian couldn't help but to find it cute. It was Matt and the expression on his face was enough to melt his non-existent ovaries. If he had any, they'd have been long gone the moment Matt's erection penetrated him.

Matt kicked his legs out of the sleeping bag, his arms flailing around in every direction as he shouted out in his sleep. "No! Brian please, don't leave me! Not for him!" He felt warm flesh press against his cheek, strong arms surround him and keep him locked in their grip as he continued to roll out in the sleeping bag he was now half hanging out of. Brian thought it was so cute he was having a bad dream about him leaving the muscled singer, he wrapped his arms around the bigger man and stroked his fingertip soothingly down the side of Matt's face as he began to calm down, his breathing returning to normal and his limbs back inside the sleeping bag as he slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing he saw was chocolate orbs shining brightly at him, Brian's soft features coming into view as he opened his eyes fully. Looking around him, he took in the back of the van, the three others up front driving, letting the two love birds have some privacy. "How long was I out?" He spoke groggily, his voice gravelly and still thick with sleep.

"About an hour?" Brian murmured, lying back down and draping himself over Matt, snuggling more into his side.

"I thought you left me for him" Matt whispered, feeling embarrassed all of a sudden for thinking such a thing. "Did I hit you at all?"

"No, I ducked and held your arms down" Brian chuckled, pressing soft kisses down the side of Matt's neck.

"Sorry baby" Matt whispered, pulling Brian up on top of him, the guitarist getting the idea and straddling the singer's lap. "Mmmm, that's what I'm talking about" He winked at Brian, grabbing the curve of the smaller man's ass through the sweat pants he was wearing. Shuffling around, he pulled Brian down onto him and fused their mouths together in a slow, passionate kiss, his free hand fumbling around in the side pocket of his bag for the condoms and lube. "Bingo!"

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Brian chuckled at how sex crazed they'd both become. Although, it wasn't the idea of sex that had them excited, but, more so the fact it was with each other. He loved the singer who was below him with all of his heart, and he seriously couldn't fathom the thought of even leaving him. For Brian, that wasnt an option, no matter how hard Zacky could try, there was no way Brian would willingly leave without putting up a hell of a fight.

Soon, clothes were discarded and Matt had lubed up his aching member. His large hands placed on Brian's hips to guide the guitarist down his cock. Brian moaned softy at the way his muscles were getting stretched, the way his body felt trying to accommodate Matt's beastial length. Despite being fully impaled, Brian managed to keep quiet as so not to alert the others of what they were doing, even though Matt was positive that they already had an idea.

Brian lifted himself up right to Matt's pink head before dropping, well, more like, slamming back down. A whispered moan escaped Matt's lips as his boyfriend worked himself on his cock. Skin slapping against skin, balls against stomach as Brian's thrusts got faster, harder and most certainly deeper.

Matt angled his hips to hit that spot inside of Brian that the younger man had memorised. He loved having Brian ride his dick, the raven haired man's facial expressions were the most erotic thing that he'd ever witnessed, and since being underneath him, he was given the full-show. Matt also loved the way that Brian clawed at his chest, his fingernails leaving half-crescent indents on his pecs, breaking skin as if he needed to hold onto something. Usually it was his back, but with it being on his chest, he could wear them with pride; as Brian does with his hickeys. Neither man bother to hide them up. What was the point when the whole population of their ever-growing fandom and the world knew of their relationship?

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Lying side by side, sweat dripping down their naked torso's, Matt pulled Brian's hand into his own, placing a soft kiss against the tattooed knuckles as they both came down from their incredible high. Matt didn't know what had gotten into him these last few days, he just couldn't keep his hands off Brian, needed to feel something off his against him at all times. He felt more relaxed, like he could breathe properly, knowing the guitarist was near. They were heading to the next venue on their sell out tour, Jimmy riding shot gun while Zacky drove, the green eyed man, moaning incessantly for most of the journey that he was always driving so those two could make out in the back. They were yet to have "that talk", Jimmy wanting them to put it off until after they'd performed that evening's show. But it was getting harder and harder to make small talk, knowing glances coming from the front seat of the van they were all squashed into, Matt getting increasingly pissed off at his friend as he eyed Brian up, blatantly, not trying to hide it at all.

He just hoped they could get through this show without him tearing Zack's head from his shoulders or vice versa.

(Sorry it's so short, a little writer's block my end D:)

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As Zacky pulled up at the venue, he jumped out and stormed his way up with his guitar in hand. Frowing deeply, Brian stretched and got re-dressed. He really hated the fact that Zacky was pinning for him. Thanks to that, Brian couldn't help but let his mind wander to what it would be like if he was with the Italian rather than Matt and, for one, it didn't seem right. It wasnt the same, and rather, he didn't feel loved in his thoughts. Matt was the epitome of amazing; he was everything that Brian could wish for, so loving and understanding. Other than Jimmy, Matt knew Brian more than anybody.

And, he couldn't keep his hands off the larger man. Not with his tempting dick that was literally like a siren, calling him like one would a sailor. Then there was his arms, he always felt safe and protected in them. His hair was easily played with. His stomach was another thing entirely, hard with pure muscle but made an excellent pillow.

Once onstage, Brian kissed Matt's cheek, causing thousands upon thousands to roar and cheer in response: Brian made his way to his side of the stage, far away from the rhythm guitarist as was possible. He held back his laughter during To End The Rapture when Matt swung his microphone around and his Zack in the back of the end. Brian knew full well they'd hear about that tonight.

(It's fine, crumpet!)

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Matt blushed as he felt Brian's soft lips caress his cheek, he actually blushed, in front of an arena full of fans. Shaking his head and laughing at the girls in the front row practically salivating on them, Matt got up onto the stage box and brushed a hand through his hair, ready to greet the latest rabble of rowdy fans. "How the fuck you doing tonight Burbank?" A collective roar was thrown back at him, hands in the air, waving frantically as he jumped down from the centre and made his way over to right hand side of the stage, winking down at Brian as he watched the guitarist get his pride and joy in tune. "Ready to tear this place a new one?"

Hearing the intro to Chapter Four be played, Matt turned to face Jimmy, banging his head in time with the beat as he got himself revved up. He stole a glance to left hand side of the stage to see Zacky stood in his usual cock stance, a smug look on his face as he winked at the Vengeance fan girls that were screaming at him. Obviously feeling eyes on him, Zacky turned his head and met Matt's gaze head on, both men staring the other down before Johnny prodded Matt with the end of his bass and nodded towards the front of the stage. Matt rolled his eyes and tore his gaze away, mentally promising himself that if Zack tried anything with Brian during the duels, he would rip the green eyed guitarist's head off and use it to play a round of basketball.

Still laughing at the mic incident, Matt jumped down and grabbed some water while Brian took to centre stage to show off his skills. He looked amazing up there, black fedora pulled down low over his eyes, his legs spread and crotch thrust forward as he played the shit out of his guitar, wowing the fans with a little ditty he'd been working on while driving up to Burbank. Matt sat down in front of the drum kit and watched as his boyfriend controlled the entire place, all eyes on him as he produced what could only be described as angel's singing. He felt it in his chest, in his heart, obviously in his pants but he felt so much love for his other half, felt so proud he thought he would burst. Shaking his head at all the girly feelings, Matt got up and jumped up next to Brian, wrapping his arm around the slightly shorter man's shoulders and proudly shouting into his mic. "That's my boy."

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With those three simple words, Brian's heart soared and threatened to jump out of his chest. He gave the most cockiest smirk that he could manage to Matt, his chocolate brown eyes conveying the love that he felt for the slightly older man. Everyday he found something that made him fall deeper in love with Matt. The crowd went wild as Matt's hand slipped down to his ass, squeezing ever so slightly.

Brian could feel Zacky's eyes boring into them as they stood arm in arm. He had a feeling that Zacky would be talking to them afterwards. But, right now, he really couldn't give a shit. He was on top of the world, with a kickass career with his best friends and he has been blessed with the most amazing boyfriend ever.

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"Thank you all for an amazing night, we promise we'll come back and see y'all real soon, good night!" Matt shouted into the microphone and put his thumbs up in the air, waving and throwing water bottles and t-shirts out to the crowd. He looked over to his right to see Brian and Johnny throwing picks out to the crowd, Jimmy hopping down from his kit and throwing spare sticks out to their fans. He smiled at Brian, a genuine, loving smile that seemed to knock the breath out of the guitarist's lungs as Matt walked over to him, slotting their hands together and pulling the long haired man backstage, Matty needed some lovin!

Just as he was about to pull Brian into the shower room and pounce on him, Jimmy gripped his shoulder tightly and spun him around, nodding his head towards a certain green eyed guitarist who was leaning against the wall with a scowl on his face. Huffing with annoyance at being kept from the one place he wanted to be, Matt pulled Brian after him and headed over to one of the empty rooms, readying himself for a fight if need be. They had no signings to do, all the meet and greets had been taken care of before the show so they were free to have it out and hopefully all go back to the hotel that had been booked for them.

Zacky started first, turning around and prodding his finger into Matt's chest, making the singer growl down at him. "He keeps provoking me, wherever I go, wherever I look, he's always staring smugly at me and flaunting Brian in my face."

Matt rolled his eyes and chuckled at the pathetic look on his so-called friend's face. "I do not, you're just jealous. Get over it, he's mine, always will be."

"Shouldn't he have a say in this, or do you do all his talking for him now?"

"Zack, I'm warning you." Matt growled again, a little louder.

"Shut up the both of you!" Brian stepped in between his best friends, wanting this to be over and done with. "Matt, baby, don't be an ass about it." He held his palm up to stop Matt from getting any closer to the rhythm. "And Zack, I love him okay? I've always loved him and I always will. I'm sorry if that hurts you, I really am, but I can't help the way I feel. We'll try not to rub your nose in it in future okay?"

"Fine."

"Fine, good!"

Matt let himself be pulled away from the room before fists were exchanged and he knew he'd have the upper hand if it came down to it. He was lost in thoughts of beating the black haired, green eyed boy when his back collided with the cold, shower wall. Brian was all up in his face, all around him, smothering him with kisses. "I found it such a turn on that you wanted to stick up for me, for us. Now, how about you finish what you were gonna start earlier." Brian cooed in his ear, placing kisses down his jaw and onto his neck, removing his clothes quicker than flash gordon.

"I don't need to be told twice!" Matt chuckled, pulling the sweaty clothes from his body and throwing them onto the pile Brian's made in the middle of the room. He stepped into the shower and switched it on, the hot water running down his back a god send as he picked Brian up and wrapped his legs around his waist, his cock rubbing against Brian's waiting entrance, pushing in slowly. "God, you're still so stretched from earlier baby!" Matt groaned.

Jimmy looked at Zacky's defeated eyes, sadness and pain swirling in the emerald orbs as they both sat on the wall outside and had a smoke. He placed his hand onto his friend's shoulder and squeezed softly in comfort, not liking it when his friends were sad. "I'm sorry bro," he whispered, blowing out a plume of smoke. "I wish I could make the pain go away for you but you know, it was always Matt in Brian's eyes. I'll help you get over him if you like?"

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(super long post some Jacky on the horizon? )