Sexy,
Naughty, Bitchy
sweet…
Pairing: M. Shadows (Matt)/ Synyster Gates (Brian)
Warnings: language, sex, fluff, Brian being a bitch
Summary: Matt always thought that he's the straightest guy in the whole world...
I was usually not interested in other guys, but at this time I had to admit that the guy- who was standing on the other side of the bar, leaning into a wall- was way much better looking than any girl I’d ever seen. He looked like a rockstar with his dark glasses and shaggy black hair and lots of tattoos. He looked like he had been working out a lot (his tight t-shirt showed it better than well). I looked at his way and noticed a blonde girl that was walking towards him and I decided I had to do something. I walked through the people on the dance floor and got there at the same time as the girl. Harmfully she was the first one to speak:
“I was wondering if you could, like, dance with me or something.” she looked at the man with hopeful eyes, fucking teenager. I bet she was not even old enough to get in but had offered to give a blowjob to the bouncer or something like that. The man lifted his eyebrows behind his glasses and shook his head.
“Sorry but no. I don’t like dancing and I don’t like girls so I will not, like, dance with you or anything.” when he said ‘like’ he made his voice sound like a teenage girl and laughed sarcastically. The girl just snorted and walked away.
“Cause you don’t like dancing or girls could I, like, by you a drink or something?” I asked from him and grinned. He turned to look at me and smiled widely showing me his white and perfect teeth. He nodded and walked pass me towards the bar. We sat down by the counter and I ordered two beers for us. The man was leaning his elbow to the counter and his head to his hand and he was looking (hopefully) at me through his dark glasses.
“So. I’m Matt.” I introduced myself to him. He smiled and told that his name was Brian. After a while of talking and downing half of the beer I asked him if he could take his glasses off, cause it was annoying to talk to him without seeing his eyes. He laughed slightly and took his glasses off. He turned his head back to me and oh those eyes… they must have been the most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen and the smile on his face when he placed his glasses to the counter and turned his eyes back to see me... I guess I fell in love right away.
We walked out of the bar after a couple of hours and a whole lot of beer. Brian was leaning into me because he couldn’t walk more than a few meters without stumbling to his own feet. He laughed a lot and sometimes I wasn’t sure what he was talking about cause his words came out too fast and with no order at all, but he was so cute like that, that I didn’t mind about it. We got to my car (I hadn’t been drinking as much as Brian) and I helped him in. He thanked me about thousand times and I just laughed at him.
“So were do you live?” I asked from Brian who was starring out of the window.
“I… I don’t remember the address. It’s somewhere near the beach.” he mumbled and turned to look at me.
“Well baby… we live at Huntington Beach so there’s a whole lot of houses that are near the beach. And how is it even possible that you don’t remember your own address?” I couldn’t help but laugh.
“I just moved there, so… I guess that’s why I don’t remember it… and than there’s the fact that I’m really fucking… drrrrrrrunk.” All of a sudden he looked like he could throw up in any minute. I stopped the car and helped him out and right when he was out he dropped down on his knees and emptied his stomach. I stroked his shoulders and helped him to stand up after he was sure he would not throw up again. He looked miserable as he wiped his mouth to his sleeve. I hugged him tightly pressing him to my chest and he just sighed and hid his face into my jacket.
“You can come to my place and sleep over there. I can get you home tomorrow, alright?” I suggested. Brian did nothing but nodded against my chest and after a few more minutes of hugging I helped him back to my car.
I drove to the driveway leading to my house about fifteen minutes later. I got out of the car and walked around it to help Brian out. His head flopped down on my shoulder when I opened his seatbelt.
“Don’t you fucking pass out on me.” I muttered and lifted him out of my car. I shook him so he was awake enough to stand up properly, but he still couldn’t walk a shit. I half carried him to my door and when he was about to pass out again I lightly slapped his head.
“Don’t you fucking hit meeeh…” he muttered as I helped him into my house.
“I’ll hit you if you pass out on me before I get you to bed.” I replayed cheerfully. Brian didn’t say anything, just focused on staying awake. I dragged him to my bedroom and laid him down on my bed and took off his shoes and jeans. He looked at me with his beautiful and drunken eyes as he spoke quietly:
“Are you going to sleep with me?”
“If you want me to. Otherwise I’ll sleep on the couch.” I answered to him smiling kindly and took off my jacket. Brian didn’t say anything, just took a tight hold of my wrist and pulled me on top of him. On the second my body hit his he crushed his lips to mine and tangled his fingers into my hair pulling it and making me groan. I felt how he smiled against my lips whenever I made some kind of noise. After a while I had to pull a bit back so I could breathe and to look into his eyes. He had a horny grin on his face and the look in his eyes told me exactly what he was thinking. His hands found their way to the hem of my shirt and he pulled it up still not breaking the eye contact we had, it broke only for the few seconds when he pulled my shirt over my head. I jagged off his t-shirt too and pulled him as close to my body as I could. His hands wandered up and down my torso and after a while down to unbuckle my belt. He opened my jeans and pulled them down along with my boxers. As he looked down I could see the awe in his eyes when he saw the contents of my boxers.
“Holy fuck.” he looked at my face and then down again. After a short moment the expression on his face changed: “Don’t even think of shoving THAT into my ass.” I looked into his eyes and there was not even a smallest sign of joking in there. I looked him with my sad puppy eyes and sighed: “What will I do than…?”
“I can give you a blowjob.” he suggested and I rolled my eyes.
“Well. I never let anyone fuck me… so.” I said with a huge crocodile grin. Brian looked pissed off as he sat up. I sat up too, looking at Brian’s angry face.
“You’re fucking annoying. I don’t even know you and you’re fucking annoying.” he muttered under his breath and glared at me.
“Well. I don’t even know you but I can tell you that you’re a total bitch.” I snapped back, still grinning.
“I’m not a bitch you fucking horsecock crocodile!” Brian looked furious as he glared at me and I couldn’t do anything but laugh again.
“That’s all you could come up with? A ‘fucking horsecock crocodile’?” I laughed my fucking ass off and fell back to the bed. Suddenly I felt a slight weight on my waist. I looked up and saw Brian straddling me.
“Oh shut up man.” he hissed and put his finger in my mouth. I opened my mouth and took his long finger between my teeth. He half-smiled and leaned down to kiss my cheek and then he started to place little kisses all over my face and chest and all over my body.
“You sure you won’t let anyone fuck you…?” he murmured to my ear. I couldn’t talk cause his hand wrapped around my –now totally hard- dick and slid up and down around it. I had to close my eyes. “I guess silence can be considered as a ‘yes’.” I felt how Brian’s weight disappeared from my waist and he speared my thighs with his other hand (the other hand was still working with my crotch). With no warning at all he pressed one finger into my ass, earning a surprised moan from me. He remained still for few seconds and I opened my eyes. He looked at me with a grin:
“You like it, don’t you?” it was his turn to grin like a crocodile. I couldn’t speak; I was too confused and too close to exploding into his hand. He pushed his finger deeper and hit the spot that made me press against his hand and groan. After that he pulled his finger out of my ass and back in adding another one and it made me moan louder and almost literally explode. Brian wiped his hand on the sheets and kissed my waist, laughing:
“I bet I would have chocked on that stuff.”
I lifted my head from the pillow, and tried to catch my breath and Brian just grinned even wider. He slid his fingers out of me and placed himself between my thighs stroking my waist with his long fingers. I closed my eyes again and let my head fall back to my pillow.
“You’ve got any lube?” I heard Brian’s voice as he bit my thigh.
“Umm… there…” I waved my hand towards my nightstand. Brian reached to get the lube and after a short moment he was inside me. He pushed in roughly and I cried out in pain and surprise. He stayed still- until my breathing was almost steady again- and than moved his hips again. I groaned and arched my back, pushing down against Brian. Brian just pushed himself deeper and hit my pleasure spot again, which made me cry out but this time not in pain. Brian seemed to be happy with the reaction and kept on hitting the spot over and over again, moaning almost as loud as me. He was fucking awesome…
