The Fine Line

Friends:

...quiet, soft voice... loved voice...familiar voice...

"Hey Brian."
"Oh hey, Zacky. What's up?"

...beautiful greenish eyes lowered in shame...

"Erm... I need some money. You know..."

...anything for a friend...

"Oh, sure I can lend you some money. Don't worry." ... a light pat on the shoulder, a thankful nod, a hug...

"Thanks, Bri. You're an awesome friend." ...an awesome friend...

Friends... Friends that help each other. Friends that support each other. Friends that trust each other. Friends that love each other.

Bandmates:

...excited 22 year old, jumping around, giving random people hugs...acting like a teenager again...

"The kids are so gonna love "Trashed and Scattered"!!!"

...amused brown eyes watching a bandmate and friend with a small, soft smile... a give-away smile... but only if you look closely...

"Hehe... Yeah, Zacky-boy, you're right. The song is really nice."

...cat like eyes going wide... so full of energy... so full of life... so full of love... but again...
...only if you look closely...

"Mhm mhm. I'm so fucking excited about the new album, Bri. I think I'm gonna blow!"

"Aww. Sometimes you act like a kid, Zee"

... a pretty pout... a fake glare...

"Hey nuh uh"

...another smile, a chuckle... a heart, filled with the need to kiss those pouty lips...a heart, full of desire for that ...friend...a sigh...

"Okay okay. I don't blame you. The album's gonna be the best so far!"

Bandmates stay bandmates. They can't be more. This kind of love cannot be experienced... it's wrong... still - a bandmate is like a brother. Bandmates are like ... cousins ... only more... so much more...

Wanna be lovers:

...excited?... worried?...impatient?...anxious?...

"Bri, I need to tell you something"

... a questioning look...heart, beating times faster than 10 seconds ago...the familiar need to hold that perfect creature...

"What is it, Zacky? Something wrong?"

... taking a deep breath... this is it... this is the moment you've been waiting for... do it right... do it without hesitaion... do it now...

"I love you" ...scared?...

...stopping heartbeat...unbelieving brown stare...unsure face expression...doubting... surely he didn't mean it like that... Just bandmates, right?...

"Uh..."

...scared eyes meeting the floor... heart sinking...shattered dreams... abandoning hope...

"It's okay... I understand..." ...turn around... keep walking... don't cry... don't cry...

...realization striking... he did mean it like that... no, wait, Zacky...

"Zacky, wait."

...stopping... waiting... on the verge of braking down...

?

...unsure, slow movements... an intimate hug from behind - an embrance - at last... strong tattooed arms wrapped tightly around that perfect body...body to body...face into neck... both trembling slightly from this very first real contact...

...a whisper...

"I love you too"

... friends... bandmates... wanna-be lovers... two men about to let go of it all and give in to that burning need for each other...

Lovers:

... a gasp... a shudder...turning around...

"Brian..."

...hush, you beautiful one...

"Shh"

...lips meeting in a passionate kiss...a pair of arms pulling the slightly smaller, desired body closer... so close it practically hurts...hurts so good...

"Mmm" ...quiet moans... parting lips in complete submission... hands sneaking shyly yet desperately around neck, pulling closer... as close as fucking possible...

...kisses growing more demanding...needy... clothes being quickly discarded...more contact... touches feeling like electricity... sweet love making - no pain... too caught in each other to feel pain...sharing intense pleasure...drawn-out moans..

"Oh Brian... This feels so good"

...more moans, pants, groans...shaky thrusts...waves of unbearable bliss...

"Zacky... I've-... I've been waiting for s-so long to do this"

...incoherent response... eyes closing tightly in ecstasy...body writhing about... a desperate cry...

"B-Brian- cumming!"

... short sharp thrusts - thrust in, hold, pull back quickly... then again and again... and again... incoordinate movements... losing it all...

...two cries...clinging to each other for dear life... riding it out for all it's worth...shaking badly... pants ... kisses... holding each other so closely again...

"I love you so much"

... a nod... another kiss... gentle caresses...

friends+bandmates+lovers turns out to be a ... good combination...when you're truly in love...

...they have each other now...

...and nothing more is needed...

The End.