into the tour bus and out of the closet

"It's too expensive for us to travel all over."

"Not when you have a tour bus."

"We don't have a tour bus."

"I took HIM's tour bus!"

Bam grinned as his long suffering mother tried to work out if he was joking or not. Crashing his parents wedding anniversary in Paris was already turning out to be one of his best ideas yet and he knew that the dinner in Venice would be so awsome that Ape would forgive him straight away for taking over their holidy.

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The Venice dinner was a disaster and Bam was seriously pissed off about it. He couldn't believe that after all the work they'd put into it, Vito had managed to ruin it within minutes and the worst part was that Ape was genuinely upset. He would admit to anyone that he enjoyed seeing how far he could push her before she snapped but she was still his mother and he'd never intentionally upset her that much.

Catching up to his parents, he convinced them not to catch the first flight home and to trust him to fix it, herding them into the bus so Ape could get cleaned up. It took a while but finally he'd decided on a plan and they started making their way to Monaco.

It was pretty late and almost everyone was asleep in their bunks apart from Raab and Dunn who were still playing video games and half listening to Bam remind them yet again what their parts in his plan were.

"Dude, we know already." Dunn complained. "If Vito starts being annoying I take him down to the pier, bribing him with bottles of beer, Raab follows us and we cuff him to something so he can't fuck everything up again. Will you chill already?"

"Yeah, we've got it covered man." Raab agreed, not taking his eyes off the screen.

"Whatever. Just don't forget or I'm gonna chain you two to the pier and leave you there.I'm gonna hit the sack, I'm wiped."

Walking down the narrow bus, he climbed into one of the bunks and drew the curtain across, stripping down to his underwear and sliding under the covers. Usually he fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow but bunks in tour buses were always too small and cramped. He tossed and turned uncomfortably for a while until he finally flung himself onto his stomach, smothering his scream of frustration into the pillow.

As he inhaled the scent on the pillow, a mix of washing powder, aftershave and smoke, he realised for the first time that he was in Ville's bunk. The bed that Ville had been sleeping in just a few days before, he probably hadn't even changed the sheets which would explain why his scent clung to them so strongly. Maybe he'd even done other things in this bunk, Bam knew that he didn't have a girlfriend but Ville had never been shy about the fact that he was a very sexual person and he masturbated more than any other person Bam had met.

Bam gasped as the thought of Ville laying right where he was now, pleasuring himself, made him suddenly hard enough to pound nails. He knew he shouldn't, he knew that there were people on the other side of his curtain that could hear him and that it was probably very, very wrong but he couldn't seem to stop himself as his hand slid down his body to the waistband of his boxers.

Moving onto his back, he pushed his boxer shorts off, wrapping a hand around his already aching erection. Closing his eyes he pictured Ville, his lean, pale body spread out on top of the covers, his head thrown back in pleasure as he jerked himself off roughly, occasionally using his thumb to press against the head and wipe away the fluid that gathered there.

Mimicking fantasy Ville's actions, Bam let his mind wander further and suddenly Ville's other hand was sliding down between his thighs to tease at his entrance. Bam let out a low whimper as one finger pushed inside himself at the same time as fantasy Ville did the same. His breath came in harsh pants as Ville spread his long legs, allowing Bam to see that he was now fucking himself with three fingers.

Bam thrust up into the tight circle of his fist, turning his head to the side so he could breathe in Ville's intoxicating scent and that was all it took. He bit down hard on his bottom lip, trying to stifle any sounds that might escape him as he came, bathing his hand and chest with his release.

Grabbing his boxer shorts, he wiped himself clean, trying to get his breathing back to normal. Pulling the covers up to his chin, he finally drifted off to sleep, images of Ville still in his mind.

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Bam was avoiding Ryan. He knew it was stupid, he didn't even have a good reason for doing it but ever since he'd woken up Dunn had been giving him a look. Not just any look either, it was a look of concealed amusement, the type he always gave someone when he caught them doing something embarrassing or found out a secret about them that he was planning on using to mock them with in front of everyone.

He hadn't figured out why Dunn was giving him the look but he figured, no matter what it was, the best way to deal with it was to avoid him. It wasn't too difficult for most of the day because Bam was busy trying to find Phil and Vito suits that actually fit them and Dunn was putting the finishing touches to the anniversary surprise for him.

He knew Dunn wouldn't do anything during the meal but afterwards, once Ape had finished hugging them all and thanking them for putting so much effort into it, he couldn't escape him ny longer. Raab had gone to uncuff Vito and everyone else had gone back to the bus, leaving Bam to sort out the bill. He'd paid up and exited the restaurant to see Dunn standing there grinning at him. He waited for Ryan to speak but when he just stood there staring, Bam snapped.

"What?" He glared and Ryan's grin intensified.

"I know what you did." He said, glee evident in his voice.

"What are you talking about? What did I do?"

"If you dont know then I'm not gonna tell you." Dunn laughed. "Not yet anyway. It'll be more fun with an audience and we need the guest of honour first."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Bam didn't know whether to be annoyed or nervous so he settle on a mixture of the two.

Dunn laughed even harder at the confused expression on Bam's face. "The thing is, it's so obvious that I can't believe no one noticed before now!"

"I swear I'm gonna kick your ass if you don't tell me what the fuck you're talking about." Bam growled.

"Did you know that you talk in your sleep?"

"What's that got to do with anything?"

"You were moaning Ville's name in your sleep last night dude, and considering we could hear you jerking off just before you fell asleep, it's pretty obvious who you were thinking about."

"Fuck." Bam's face paled. "Dude, you can't tell anyone. I mean, you're gonna keep it a secret right?"

Dunn almost gave up on his plan when he heard the slight not of panic in his friends voice but he reminded himself that it was for his own good and he carried on.

"Of course I'm gonna tell people. It's too funny to keep to myself."

"Come on, what do you want? I'll give you $100 if you don't say anything."

The twinge of guilt that Ryan was feeling was getting bigger by the minute but he knew that Bam would never do anything about his feelings for Ville without a push. He knew he was doing the right thing for his friend but he also knew that if Bam kept making him feel guilty, by the time they got home he'd have agreed not to say anything. There was only one thing to do, he had to avoid Bam.

By the time they got back to Westchester, Bam was freaking out. He'd tried several times to get Dunn alone so he could convince him not to say anything but for some weird reason he seemed to have suddenly become best friends with Tim O'Connor because they were never apart.

It had taken a case of expensive imported beer and a promise that he'd be the first person to know what was going on before Dunn could convince Tim to stay with him and not let him be alone with Bam but it was worth it. The guilt didn't bother him so much when Bam wasn't near him and he knew that if everything went the way he thought it would then he'd be forgiven.

To his delight and Bam's horror, the HIM guys were already at the house waiting for their bus. He could tell that Bam just wanted them to get in the bus and leave but he also didn't want to offend his favourite band, so when they seemed content to stand and chat with everyone Bam gae in and invited them all inside for a few drinks.

He listened to Bam tell the band about their trip through Europe with his usual dramatic flair, turning their wrong turn in the Alps into a near death experience and raving about the Neuschwanstein Castle in Germany to Ville, telling him how much he'd love it.

It was obvious that he was on edge though, waiting for the inevitable moment that Dunn outed him in front of everyone. Dunn was waiting for that moment too and he finally got it when Raab interupted the story of all the outfits they'd made Vito wear, to complain about how he was still aching from how uncomfortable the bunks were.

"Yeah well, Ville's gonna need to change the sheets on his cause Bam's been jerking off over him in it." He made it seem like he was joking and everybody laughed, even Bam managed to force out a fake sounding giggle, but Dunn knew it had worked.

He'd watched Ville's face as the Finn studied Bam, the green eyes filled with laughter, the shock, quickly followed by happiness, lust and possibly love? Dunn wasn't an expert on emotions but he did know that while Bam was still to scared to make a move, Ville wasn't especially now that he knew his feelings were returned. Feeling satisfied with himself, he turned his attention back to everyone else, quickly joing in teasing Vito for still not having his clothes back.

Bam downed his beer, quickly reaching for another one, his heart pounding. He couldn't believe that Dunn had told everyone like that, he was just thankful they'd all thought he was joking. Noticing that everyone was focused on Vito who was having a temper tantrum, he slipped outside for some fresh air.

The bus sat near by teaming up with Dunn's words that were still echoing in his mind, to mock him. He knew he couldn't be on the bus at the same time as Ville without thinking about what he'd done and what he'd thought about so he quickly climbed onto the bus to grab his belongings before everyone else did.

He never travelled with much so it didn't take long for him to gather everything together but he couldn't resist picking up a pillow to smell the addictive scent one last time. As he put the pillow back though, a pair of strong arms wrapped around him from behind, tight enough that he couldn't wriggle out of the embrace or turna round.

"So, Ryan was telling the truth then?" The husky, smoky voice reached his ear and Bam groaned half in embarassment and half in arousal.

"No." He lied desperately. "He was joking."

"Really? Any excuse for why you were sniffing my pillow then?" Ville's voice was amused and Bam felt himself blushing in mortification.

"You saw that?" He asked, even though it was obvious he had.

"Yup. So tell me the truth Bambam, did you wank in my bunk?"

Bam nodded miserably, too embarassed to talk.

"What were you thinking of?" Bam tried to pull away at that question but Ville was surprisingly strong for his build and he just held on tighter.

"What were you thinking about?" Ville repeated.

"You." Bam answered finally in defeat.

"You're going to have to be more specific than that darling."

"What?!" Bam yelped incredulously.

"Well, I'm going to need to know the details aren't I? We can't do it if I don't know what you want."

"Is this a joke? Is everyone else standing there with you waiting to laugh at me?"

Suddenly he was spun around to face green eyes dark with lust and trapped back into the strong embrace of his friend.

"Can you see anyone else?"

Bam shook his head.

"So tell me."

Bam couldn't look into those piercing eyes and tell him what he'd fantasized about but he knew Ville wouldn't let the subject go, so he focused his gaze on a mark on the wall just over Ville's left shoulder and tried to pretend that it wasn't Ville he was telling.

"You, uh....I just thought of you jerking off." He stuttered.

"That's all? Just me stroking my cock while you watched?"

Bam let out a choked whimper at Ville's words, feeling his body react to them and trying to keep some distance between him and Ville so he wouldn't notice. It didn't seem to work though as Ville chuckled and pulled him closer so their bodies were pressed firmly together. His eyes widened though as he realised that Ville was just as aroused as he was, and it gave him a little of his confidence back.

"No, not just that. You were fucking yourself on your fingers." He still couldn't look at Ville's face but his voice had finally lost that embarrassing insecure tone.

"Weren't you doing anything?"

"I don't know. Maybe I would have but I didn't get that far." He admitted.

"Let's hope you get that far this time darling."

Bam finally met Ville's eyes, confused by the older man's statement and the fact that he'd suddenly let him go and taken a step back. Maybe this was it. He'd found out Bam's deepest secret, made him tell him everything and now he was going to leave and maybe tell everyone so they could all have a good laugh at his expense.

He didn't have much time to start panicking though because Ville's hands were back on him, this time grabbing the bottom of his tshirt and pulling it up over his head. He could only stand and watch dumbstruck as Ville removed his own shirt the same way and started taking off his shoes.

"You might want to get rid of your shoes sweetheart, it makes it harder for me to take your pants off if you're still wearing them."

On autopilot Bam removed his shoes and socks, still not quite comprehending what was happening. He stood there wide eyed and unsure of what to do and Ville brought him back into an embrace with a small laugh.

"No need to look so scared Bammie."

"I'm not scared, I'm just confused I guess. My brain's still trying to catch up with what's happening."

"Will this help?" Ville leaned in, pressing their lips together and letting his tongue slide into his mouth to dance seductively with Bam's.

Finally pulling away, Ville placed a chaste kiss to Bam's forehead, running a hand up and down the muscles in his back.

"Yeah that helped. That helped a lot." Bam grinned. "Think we can rid of these pants now?"

"That's the Bam I know and love." Ville smirked, grabbing Bam's hands and guiding them to his belt. He reached across to divest Bam of his jeans as his skater fumbled adorably with his belt buckle. Finally they were both undressed and Ville laid himself down on the bed, leaning up against the back wall slightly so he could see Bam.

"Don't move from that spot." He ordered when Bam started to move towards the bed to join him. When he recieved a look of hurt confusion, he elaborated. "You told me, that you watch, so that's what you're going to do, for now at least."

He saw Bam's eyes widen with realisation and he took that as comfirmation that he'd do as he was told.

The first touch to his sensitive cock was like heaven. He'd been hard ever since Ryan had announced that Bam had been jerking off thinking about him, and he needed the release. He ghosted his hand over himself, teasing, not giving himself enough pleasure until his toes curled with need. Only then did he wrap a hand around himself, no need for lube with all the precome he was leaking, stroking himself roughly just the way he liked it.

With his free hand, he fumbled around for the lube he always kept by his bunk, slicking up his fingers quickly and opening his legs wide so Bam could see what he was about to do.

"No touching yourself, I don't want you to come yet." He panted out as he saw Bam's hand move down towards his erection. Bam whimpered in despair but did as he was told, curling his hands into fists to stop himself.

He pushed two fingers inside himself, back arching at the pain filled pleasure, stretching himself and thrusting his hips down onto them as he put on a show for the blue eyed man staring at him with unconcealed lust.

He worked in a third finger and brought his other hand up to his face to lap away some of the precome on his fingers. He opened his mouth to tell Bam off as the other man suddenly wrapped a hand around himself but quickly realised that he was actually just trying to stop himself from coming. The idea that he could bring Bam to the edge without even laying a hand on him was too much and as his fingers grazed his prostate, he came, his eyes locked with Bam's the whole time.

"Oh my god. Please, please Ville, let me touch you, let me touch myself, just let me do something." Bam was begging and he didn't care. His knees were so weak he didn't know how he was still standing and he was so hard it hurt.

"Come here sweetheart."

Bam made his way over to the bed as quickly as he was able to and settled himself between Ville's thighs.

"What do you want?" He asked, his lips brushing Ville's.

"I want you to fuck me. I'm ready for you."

Running a finger through the come pooling on Ville's abdomen, Bam wiped it gently across Ville's full lips, before leaning down to lick it off, moaning against him as the pure taste of him flooded his senses.

He used the rest of Ville's release to slick himself up before positioning himself at Ville's entrance. He hesitated, giving Ville time to change his mind if he wasn't sure but the singers long legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him in and Bam slid all the way in, gasping as the tight heat enveloped him. He kept still for a few moments, more to get himself under control than out of any concern for Ville as the singer was already writhing beneath him, trying to get him to move.

Bracing his hands on either side of Ville's head, Bam started a gentle rhythm, worshiping the body beneath him. His lips latched on to the slender column of his neck kissing and sucking until he'd left his mark on the pale flesh.

Ville was moaning and whimpering next to his ear, babbling nonsense as the feeling of his prostate being hit every single thrust took him higer than he'd ever been before, sweat trickling down his neck until Bam lapped it away.

Bam was thrusting harder now, his mind clouded with lust and the need for release, the sound of flesh hitting flesh, a distant sound to him. His world had narrowed down to the feel of the hot velvet vice around his cock, the beautiful sounds that were escaping Ville's mouth and his unique scent surrounding them. He brought one hand down to wrap around Ville's dick, and oddly enough that felt like the most intimate thing they'd done so far and Bam shuddered through his climax, muffling his moans into Ville's neck.

Gently pulling out of him, Bam quickly moved down Ville's body, not stopping his ministrations on Ville's throbbing cock. He knew he was close and he moved his mouth over him, suddenly taking in as much of him as he could and moaning around the length. Ville's body arched almost in half as his hips snapped up towards Bam, a scream escaping him as he flooded Bam's mouth with his release.

When there was nothing more inside Ville for him to take, Bam crawled back up the bed and curled up beside him, brushing the long strands of sweat soaked hair out of Ville's face.

"You ok?"

"Mmhm." Ville mumbled sleepily.

"Great. Um, are we ok?"

Ville looked across at him with fond exasperation. "Of course we're ok Bam. We should have been doing this for a long time and I know that you think so too."

Bam grinned at him, brushing a soft kiss across his lips before laying back down and pulling him close.

"Oh, one more thing."

"Yeah?" Bam asked curiously.

"Next time, I get to watch."