Forbidden Love
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Singers/Bands/Musicians › MEST
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Adult +
Chapters:
4
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1,141
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1
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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.
A talk with Billy
"Um, well, you see...." My voice trailed off.
"Tony, sit down. We need to talk." Billy said in a voice that actually frightened me.
"Billy, you don't..." I began to say
"Tony, let me talk. I read your notebook. Because it fell out of your bunk about 3 nights ago. I figured you were just writing more songs. I always love reading when you're writing out new stuff. Anyways, I was....shocked, to say the least. After I thought about it a bit, everything began to make sense. You're not going out like you used to, you're not hanging out with Benji at all anymore, you're QUIET! That's just not like you. I don't know how Benji feels, but, well, I just wanted you to know that I know about your sexuality and that if you ever need to talk to anyone, I'm here for you." Billy said, taking in a deep breath
"You mean, you're not.... mad? You don't hate me?" I asked, almost perplexed.
"Why would I hate you? You have no control over who you love." Billy said simply
I felt a wave of relief flood over me. Maybe my mind was making me believe things about these guys that weren't true. It was just paranoia. I knew I had to talk to Benji and soon. I then remembered what I saw and heard only a short time ago. He would never love me the way I love him.
"Billy? Can we talk..again?" I nervously asked
"Anytime. What's the matter?" He asked, noticing the tears that were now streaming down my face
"I saw Benji in his room a little while ago fucking that chic he had on the bus. He's never gonna return my feelings!" I said in between sobs
"You said you hear Benji screaming out your name while he was with her, right? That's what I heard you muttering to yourself." Billy said as his voice lowered
"That doesn't mean anything! He's...he's. Billy, how can I tour with him feeling the way I do? How can I live seeing him with her everyday?" I sobbed into my hands
"Hey, Billy? What's wrong with Tony? It's not his grandmother is it?" I heard a familiar voice ask
"Tony, I think now is a good time for me to go downstairs for a drink before bed." Billy said as he squeezed my shoulder going past me.
I looked up into Benji's eyes. God how I wanted him. He would never see me more than just a friend. I know we're close, but it will never be the way I want it to be, no matter how hard I pretend it is. He sat down on the bed next to me and wrapped his heavily tattooed arms around my shoulders and let me cry. I don't know how long we sat there, my face buried in his chest, him gently rubbing my back in comfort. I had to tell him I wasn't upset over my grandmother.
"Benji, my grandmother's fine. I just had one of those moments, you know. When you just have to let everything out." I lied. I hated lying to him.
"Why didn't you come to me? I'm you're best friend! Ah, it doesn't matter. I was, er, preoccupied earlier anyway. Well, we don't have a show to do tomorrow, wanna go hang out? Try to pick up chicks!" Benji said smiling at me.
"Sure, we can"
"Benjiiiiiiiiiii! Aren't you coming back to bed? I'm getting cold." The groupie whined to Benji
"Be right there Gabrielle. Talk to you tomorrow, k Tony!" Benji said as he let go of me and walked back to his room.
I wrote a note for Billy before rolling over and trying to get to sleep. Benji really had no idea what he did to me. Billy's cell began to ring suddenly and I decided against answering it. When was Billy returning? Thinking of Billy made me start thinking about Benji. Thinking about Benji started getting me hard again. Damn, having to masturbate for the second time today because of Benji was really going over-board. I tried to think of something other than Benji but once again, my hardness took control. Thinking of Benji's lip piercings and tongue ring (ME: I realize Benji doesn't really have a tongue ring. In this story, he does. How delectable would he be if he did have one though? Yummy!) is what really pushed me over the edge. I loved feeling his soft, warm lips and the contrasting cold metal against my skin. I pumped my hand hard and fast thinking of what I loved most about Benji. I ejaculated right before Billy walked in. I was covered in my own stickiness and was still breathing rapidly when he went into the bathroom. I cleaned myself up as best I could with Kleenex as my breathing finally got back to normal. I was sleeping on top of my covers when Billy emerged from the bathroom.
[A/N: I'm sorry this one was so short. The next one I believe will be longer. Again, my apologies]
"Tony, sit down. We need to talk." Billy said in a voice that actually frightened me.
"Billy, you don't..." I began to say
"Tony, let me talk. I read your notebook. Because it fell out of your bunk about 3 nights ago. I figured you were just writing more songs. I always love reading when you're writing out new stuff. Anyways, I was....shocked, to say the least. After I thought about it a bit, everything began to make sense. You're not going out like you used to, you're not hanging out with Benji at all anymore, you're QUIET! That's just not like you. I don't know how Benji feels, but, well, I just wanted you to know that I know about your sexuality and that if you ever need to talk to anyone, I'm here for you." Billy said, taking in a deep breath
"You mean, you're not.... mad? You don't hate me?" I asked, almost perplexed.
"Why would I hate you? You have no control over who you love." Billy said simply
I felt a wave of relief flood over me. Maybe my mind was making me believe things about these guys that weren't true. It was just paranoia. I knew I had to talk to Benji and soon. I then remembered what I saw and heard only a short time ago. He would never love me the way I love him.
"Billy? Can we talk..again?" I nervously asked
"Anytime. What's the matter?" He asked, noticing the tears that were now streaming down my face
"I saw Benji in his room a little while ago fucking that chic he had on the bus. He's never gonna return my feelings!" I said in between sobs
"You said you hear Benji screaming out your name while he was with her, right? That's what I heard you muttering to yourself." Billy said as his voice lowered
"That doesn't mean anything! He's...he's. Billy, how can I tour with him feeling the way I do? How can I live seeing him with her everyday?" I sobbed into my hands
"Hey, Billy? What's wrong with Tony? It's not his grandmother is it?" I heard a familiar voice ask
"Tony, I think now is a good time for me to go downstairs for a drink before bed." Billy said as he squeezed my shoulder going past me.
I looked up into Benji's eyes. God how I wanted him. He would never see me more than just a friend. I know we're close, but it will never be the way I want it to be, no matter how hard I pretend it is. He sat down on the bed next to me and wrapped his heavily tattooed arms around my shoulders and let me cry. I don't know how long we sat there, my face buried in his chest, him gently rubbing my back in comfort. I had to tell him I wasn't upset over my grandmother.
"Benji, my grandmother's fine. I just had one of those moments, you know. When you just have to let everything out." I lied. I hated lying to him.
"Why didn't you come to me? I'm you're best friend! Ah, it doesn't matter. I was, er, preoccupied earlier anyway. Well, we don't have a show to do tomorrow, wanna go hang out? Try to pick up chicks!" Benji said smiling at me.
"Sure, we can"
"Benjiiiiiiiiiii! Aren't you coming back to bed? I'm getting cold." The groupie whined to Benji
"Be right there Gabrielle. Talk to you tomorrow, k Tony!" Benji said as he let go of me and walked back to his room.
I wrote a note for Billy before rolling over and trying to get to sleep. Benji really had no idea what he did to me. Billy's cell began to ring suddenly and I decided against answering it. When was Billy returning? Thinking of Billy made me start thinking about Benji. Thinking about Benji started getting me hard again. Damn, having to masturbate for the second time today because of Benji was really going over-board. I tried to think of something other than Benji but once again, my hardness took control. Thinking of Benji's lip piercings and tongue ring (ME: I realize Benji doesn't really have a tongue ring. In this story, he does. How delectable would he be if he did have one though? Yummy!) is what really pushed me over the edge. I loved feeling his soft, warm lips and the contrasting cold metal against my skin. I pumped my hand hard and fast thinking of what I loved most about Benji. I ejaculated right before Billy walked in. I was covered in my own stickiness and was still breathing rapidly when he went into the bathroom. I cleaned myself up as best I could with Kleenex as my breathing finally got back to normal. I was sleeping on top of my covers when Billy emerged from the bathroom.
[A/N: I'm sorry this one was so short. The next one I believe will be longer. Again, my apologies]