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Forbidden Love
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Category:
Singers/Bands/Musicians › MEST
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
4
Views:
1,139
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of MEST. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Forbidden Love
DISCLAIMER: I don't know or own anyone in this fic. It's all fake, just a figment of my imagination. No one's making any money off this.
TONY'S POV:
I was sitting on my couch in the house I shared with Nick and Jeremiah. Matt was staying with his fiance, Tracy. Jere and Nick were outside, throwing a frisbee around while we wait for the tour bus to show up. We were once again heading out on tour. And much to my delight, we were touring with my best friend Benji Madden and the rest of Good Charlotte. It bothered me why I was so nervous to see him again. This past summer I had started thinking alot about mine and Benji's relationship. I had somehow started having feelings for him. Not just "We're best friends and really close" kinda feelings. Feelings like "whenever we kiss, even though we're joking around, I don't want to let him go" kinda feelings. We do stuff like that alot, just fucking around, hugging, kissing, making jokes about sexual exploits and inuendos. My feelings have been getting stronger for Benji for the past few months and I haven't even seen him.
"Hey, get your lazy ass up, the bus is here!" Jere yelled from the front door.
I took one last look at a picture of me and Benji hugging that I had placed on my mantle before grabbing my bag and locking the front door. I dropped all of my bags with everyone else's except the 2 that I was keeping with me on the bus and proceeded to climb aboard. I figured we would be the first to be picked up, but I was wrong. Chris, Billy, and Paul were all sitting at the kitchen table talking to Matt.
"Sup guys! Has anyone picked bunks yet?" I asked, looking around
"Yeah, everyone has their stuff on the bunk they chose. You're out of luck, 'cause there's only 1 bunk left. Sorry dude." Chris said, looking apologetic
"It's ok. I'm gonna go lay down for a while." I said before anyone had time to say anything else to me
I walked to the bunks and looked around. The only bunk that was left was on the bottom. Guess who's bunk was directly across from mine? Yep, Benji!! How was I going to get through this tour feeling the way I do about him?
I had been laying down, just writing out my feelings when I felt my privacy curtain begin to move. Almost as soon as I shut my notebook, Benji poked his head in.
"Ah, thinking about your girlfriend? And here I was thinking I was special and you loved me. **sniffle, sniffle**. I'm hurt, man!" Benji said, feigning being hurt
"Sorry, man, I just have alot on my mind right now that's all. How have you been, man? I've missed you!" I said, hoping out of my bunk
"I've missed you too, man! Wanna play Halo with me? Joel's getting tired of losing against me." Benji said, pulling me into a 1-armed hug.
I followed Benji to the back and took the controller Joel had been using. I had whipped Benji (but not in the way I really wanted. OH MY GOD, I did NOT just think that) at Halo. He accidentally rubbed his arm against my inner thigh as he got up off the floor. I looked down to see my growing "problem". I really hope he didn't notice. I got up quickly, telling him I had to use the restroom and would be back in a few minutes. I rushed to the bathroom, making sure I locked the door behind me so I wouldn't be interupted. Islid my shaking hand down the front of my khaki dickies (how apropriate the name of my pants were!) to feel the heat coming off my dick. I slid my hand slowly up and down the shaft, thinking of Benji. As my hand moved faster, I decided to bite on a towel that was hanging up next to the shower so nobody would hear me should I make noise. It was a good thing too, as about a minute later, I was screaming Benji's name as my orgasm hit me. After my breathing had returned to normal and my legs no longer felt like rubber, I cleaned myself up, making sure there was not a trace left. I splashed cool water on my still-flushed face. As soon as I had emerged from the bathroom, people began screaming about food and piling off the bus. When did we stop? I wasn't really hungry as I had just masturbated, thinking of my best friend and then screamed his name as I climaxed. How fucked up am I? I felt sick. Maybe my mind was playing tricks on me. I mean, it has been a long time since I had gotten laid. I'll have to fix that.
TONY'S POV:
I was sitting on my couch in the house I shared with Nick and Jeremiah. Matt was staying with his fiance, Tracy. Jere and Nick were outside, throwing a frisbee around while we wait for the tour bus to show up. We were once again heading out on tour. And much to my delight, we were touring with my best friend Benji Madden and the rest of Good Charlotte. It bothered me why I was so nervous to see him again. This past summer I had started thinking alot about mine and Benji's relationship. I had somehow started having feelings for him. Not just "We're best friends and really close" kinda feelings. Feelings like "whenever we kiss, even though we're joking around, I don't want to let him go" kinda feelings. We do stuff like that alot, just fucking around, hugging, kissing, making jokes about sexual exploits and inuendos. My feelings have been getting stronger for Benji for the past few months and I haven't even seen him.
"Hey, get your lazy ass up, the bus is here!" Jere yelled from the front door.
I took one last look at a picture of me and Benji hugging that I had placed on my mantle before grabbing my bag and locking the front door. I dropped all of my bags with everyone else's except the 2 that I was keeping with me on the bus and proceeded to climb aboard. I figured we would be the first to be picked up, but I was wrong. Chris, Billy, and Paul were all sitting at the kitchen table talking to Matt.
"Sup guys! Has anyone picked bunks yet?" I asked, looking around
"Yeah, everyone has their stuff on the bunk they chose. You're out of luck, 'cause there's only 1 bunk left. Sorry dude." Chris said, looking apologetic
"It's ok. I'm gonna go lay down for a while." I said before anyone had time to say anything else to me
I walked to the bunks and looked around. The only bunk that was left was on the bottom. Guess who's bunk was directly across from mine? Yep, Benji!! How was I going to get through this tour feeling the way I do about him?
I had been laying down, just writing out my feelings when I felt my privacy curtain begin to move. Almost as soon as I shut my notebook, Benji poked his head in.
"Ah, thinking about your girlfriend? And here I was thinking I was special and you loved me. **sniffle, sniffle**. I'm hurt, man!" Benji said, feigning being hurt
"Sorry, man, I just have alot on my mind right now that's all. How have you been, man? I've missed you!" I said, hoping out of my bunk
"I've missed you too, man! Wanna play Halo with me? Joel's getting tired of losing against me." Benji said, pulling me into a 1-armed hug.
I followed Benji to the back and took the controller Joel had been using. I had whipped Benji (but not in the way I really wanted. OH MY GOD, I did NOT just think that) at Halo. He accidentally rubbed his arm against my inner thigh as he got up off the floor. I looked down to see my growing "problem". I really hope he didn't notice. I got up quickly, telling him I had to use the restroom and would be back in a few minutes. I rushed to the bathroom, making sure I locked the door behind me so I wouldn't be interupted. Islid my shaking hand down the front of my khaki dickies (how apropriate the name of my pants were!) to feel the heat coming off my dick. I slid my hand slowly up and down the shaft, thinking of Benji. As my hand moved faster, I decided to bite on a towel that was hanging up next to the shower so nobody would hear me should I make noise. It was a good thing too, as about a minute later, I was screaming Benji's name as my orgasm hit me. After my breathing had returned to normal and my legs no longer felt like rubber, I cleaned myself up, making sure there was not a trace left. I splashed cool water on my still-flushed face. As soon as I had emerged from the bathroom, people began screaming about food and piling off the bus. When did we stop? I wasn't really hungry as I had just masturbated, thinking of my best friend and then screamed his name as I climaxed. How fucked up am I? I felt sick. Maybe my mind was playing tricks on me. I mean, it has been a long time since I had gotten laid. I'll have to fix that.