Peek-a...Billie??

Peek-a…Billie?
A Green Day fanfic by WillowRose
Rated NC-17
Summary:Mike gets an eyeful of Billie Joe
Disclaimer:I do not own nor know any member of Green Day.I would like to,alas,it’s not in my future.I also do not gain any monetary payment from this fanfic.
Thanks to:Green Day,of course.A big thank you to my hubby Mike,who puts up with my Green Day obsession.But he’s the one who sleeps on the Green Day pillowcase.
A/N:This fanfic contains sexual attraction by one male for another male.It’s not for everyone.If homosexual portrayals squick you,please don’t read any further.Also,I have no idea if any member of Green Day is engaging in or has been engaged in carnal knowledge with any other member.I just like to fantasize that they do.
This is my first Green Day fic.Please be gentle.


The day was long and tiring.Mike,Billie Joe and Tre,collectively known as Green Day,were beat.Between press junkets,television interviews and inane reporters,the boys had had it.Conversations on the bus had varied from who had the stupidest questions to what they were going to do when they got to their motel rooms then fading to complete silence.Each one was lost in their own thoughts.Billie missed his wife immensely.Being on the road was rough,and even though it could take a toll on their marriage,they managed to keep it together.Thinking of her at home,in bed sleeping,aroused the shit out of him.Watching her sleep when he was home always did.He felt the tightness in his black jeans and shifted uncomfortably.He snuck a peek at the other guys to see if they had noticed.Mike was humming a tune while tracing the pattern on the bus seat in front of him,while Tre wrote dirty words in the mist on the window.Billie chuckled to himself as his thoughts drifted back to Adie.The hardness was starting to throb.Oh christ-he knew what he was going to do when he got to his hotel room.His hard-on wouldn’t go away unless he jerked off.Billie made a plan to hit the shower once he got settled.
As soon as the bus stopped,the three couldn’t get off the damn thing fast enough.Tre headed off to the hotel bar,while Mike went to work on some basslines he’d come up with on the tour bus.And Billie…well,Billie had a date with a hot shower,some body wash and his imagination.Walking into the room,he stripped off his shirt and unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans.He went for the shower and turned it on,breathing in the warm steam that was filling up the tiny bathroom.He quickly rid himself of the rest of his clothes and stepped into the shower.The hot spray pelted his skin,helping to relieve only some of the tension he felt.The rest would be taken care of after he washed up.He smiled to himself as his imagination started to rev up with thoughts of Adie,and he pooled the body wash in his hand and started to tug on himself gently.
He never heard the door…
Mike was excited and needed to talk to Billie ASAP.He finally figured out the bass riff he wanted to use on one of the songs on the new album they had started to tentatively work on.When Billie didn’t answer the door,he didn’t think anything of it-he was probably in the crapper as usual-and proceeded to let himself in with the card key.All three of the bandmates had keys to each others’ rooms,just in case of anything.The days of sharing rooms to save money were long behind them,but they still needed to be close to each other.Hence the shared card keys.When he walked in,he heard the shower.Not a problem-they walked in on each other all the time without a second thought.Billie did his best thinking in the shower,Mike joked,he was in there so much.He opened the door to the bathroom and started to talk about his musical brainstorm.
“Billie-great news!Guess what I just--”
The words died on his lips as he gaped at the sight before him.
Billie was touching himself in the shower.Masterbating in the shower.
And he was totally oblivious to Mike standing there.
Mike felt like he was submerged in cement.He couldn’t move;couldn’t concentrate on anything but the rhythm of Billie’s hand on his cock.Slow and slick,then speeding up,then back to that slow pace again.Mike felt his prick stiffen in his jeans,making them tight and almost unbearable.As he was about to turn around and head back to his room,he heard a low,gutteral moan emerge from the depths of the bathtub.That was it.His cock was starting to throb,almost in time with the rhythm of Billie’s wrist.He quietly unzipped his fly and released himself from the denim restraint.Another moan escaped Billie’s throat and Mike wrapped his slim fingers around his shaft and started to pump.He felt like such a voyeur,to watch his best friend and bandmate jerk off,but damn-it made him hot.He tried to speed up to get out of there before Billie caught him,but it felt too fucking good,and the view was incredible.Billie’s ass was quivering in time to his strokes,and the moans just kept coming louder.Warm water dribbled down Billie’s hair,into his face,into his mouth,as he thrusted closer to his climax.Mike tried to quicken his own thrusts once again,but it was to no avail.Watching Billie in the throws of self-pleasure just turned him into a perv apparently,and he couldn’t tear his eyes away from the singer.Billie’s hips shimmied back and forth and the moans got louder.Mike caught up with Billie’s rhythms,but couldn’t quite get to his level.He heard a loud yell,then something that was almost a scream.”FUUUUCCCCKKKKK!!!!!”Billie screeched,as he came forcefully and spurted into the spray of the shower.Mike was still jerking himself fast,trying to finish before Billie got himself out of the shower.He pictured Billie jerking him off,wrapping himself around Mike’s hips,kissing him with that tongue probing inside his mouth…
Mike came with what he hoped was a restrained grunt as he called Billie‘s name out silently to himself.He watched as he spilled himself over his hand,and in the back of his mind realized he would have to rush over to his room with this all over himself.Christ-the fucked up things he got himself into.He was still finishing the last tremors of his orgasm when he heard the shower curtain rings scrape along the rail.
He wasn't fast enough apparently.
Green eyes met blue ones,and the blue ones belonged to a face that was very red indeed.
“MIKE????”