Making the Album

"Jay?"

Billie peered cautiously inside the tour bus. There was the distinct odor of pot, mingling with the scent of home cooked pizza. Honestly, Billie was afraid to find out which scent had been there first.

"Billie!" Jay's voice sounded extremely happy, and extremely stoned. Billie shut the door hastily behind him. Jay was wearing only his ripped up jeans.

"Pierced nipples. One fun fact about you I never needed to know." Billie joked. Jay grinned at him, a sparkle in his eyes.
"I made pizza."

Jay was obviously the rare kind of stoner who went the other way when high. The bus was clean; liquor bottles gone and stains vanished. Billie suspected that if he were to look in the bathroom, it would be spotless.

"Anyway... I, um... I came to talk to you about Mike."

First mistake. Jay's face went from happy to sad in the blink of an eye. It was if Billie had turned a switch inside of him.

";I don't wanna talk about that." Jay said firmly.
"Well... erm... got a smoke?"

Jay gestured at the ash tray. Nervously, Billie grabbed what he assumed was a previously cigarette from the ash tray and took a long drag. With a sinking feeling, he realized it was pot.

Deciding not to waste it, Billie finished the joint. And the more he smoked, the less control over himself he had. And the less control he had, the hotter Jay looked. Billie shook his head. The part of him that wasn't stoned was screaming for him to get his ass out of that bus before something happened. And Billie fully intended on listening to that part of himself.

If only he hadn't tripped over his own feet and sprawled across the floor. If only Jay hadn't helped him up. If only the fucking tour bus wasn't so fucking tiny...

Jay kissed so well. His lip piercing was just an added turn on, and Billie loved it. He shoved the part of his brain that was screaming about Tony under the rug and focused on Jay's hands. Focused on the furious removal of clothing. On the touching. On the sensation of skin against skin. On the sex that was so completely different from what he'd been having. It was great and he loved it.

At least, until the high wore off.

***

"Oh, Jesus." Jay's groan echoed Billie's thought exactly.
"What the fuck did we do?"

Jay cocked an eyebrow at him.

"I think that's pretty obvious."
"But why?" Billie whined. Jay sighed and lay back against the bathroom floor. The tile was somewhat cold under his skin.
"Fucking pot... just reminds me why I never smoked it if I had a choice."
"God... what are we going to do?" Billie asked.

Jay cursed.

"I have no idea... well, for you, I know what'll happen if anyone finds out... I'm not sure if I've hurt anyone... " Jay's voice was sad.
"Mike loves you. He didn't mean what he said." Billie burst out. Jay laughed.
"Then I've just fucked myself even worse, haven't I?"
"Look, we won't say anything."
"Billie, we're gonna have to."
"Why?"
"Because shit like this always comes out sooner or later. I'd rather explain myself to Mike now, and have him hate me, then have him find out in a few months and dump my sorry ass."
"You're a good guy."
"God, don't fucking remind me."

Jay tossed Billie his pants.

"Come on... let's go get our asses kicked."

***

Billie ducked, and the coffee mug shattered inches from where his head had been. Tony grabbed a dish and hurled it at him. Billie ducked again.

"You're taking the news better than expected!" He called to her, and dived beneath the couch to avoid getting maimed by a chair.
"YOU FUCKING BASTARD!"
"IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!" Billie howled back.

Then, all of a sudden, Tony started to laugh. Billie paused, unsure if this was a genuine laughter, or a tactic to lure him into the open. He chanced a peek.

Tony was leaning against the refrigerator, laughing almost hysterically. Billie cautiously slipped out from behind the couch and put a hand on her shoulder.

"Tony?"
"God... this is just the most fucked up relationship... "
"I know."
"Was he good?"
"I suppose."
"Better than me?" Tony giggled. Billie kissed her nose.
"Why don't you show me your moves, and I'll compare them." He said slyly.

Tony laughed again, then slapped his ass and dashed off to the bedroom.

"Catch me if you can!" She shrieked. Billie grinned.

Things were back to normal. And he hurried after her.