***Just a little somthing I had in my head and wanted to get out. I hope you like it! Its just drabble, but I had fun writing it!***
Brian/Matt
R-For language
Slash, so talk of man-on-man
Its all made up, so if you sue me, you wont get much. Seriously.
Just a joke of what I think Matt Sanders and Brian Haner Jr. from Avenged Sevenfold do when they are away from eachother.
And yes, the Fandom IS A7X. Obviously.
"Please, Matty. Please!!!!"
"Please what, Brian? Please what?"
"Please--you know what I fucking want--please!!!!"
"Haha, thats not good enough, Bri. Tell me what you want me to do. Come on baby. What do you want?"
"Fuck. Fine, you controlling bastard! I want you to fuck me. Fuck me so fucking hard. Please! I need you! So bad. Right now. Right mother-fucking now!!! Do it. Fuck me. Please. Now!"
"Uh. Brian? What the hell? What are you talking about?"
"Fuck me. I want you. So Bad. In me. Now!"
"Brian! Are you serious right now? You know I cant do that, right? Its physically fucking impossible. Now, cut the shit! Lets get fucking going!"
"Matt! What else do you want from me? I told you what I wanted. Now do what I asked for, bitch, or no sex for you for a whole fucking month!"
"No, Brian! Dont you get it? I cant fuck you! Im on the phone! WERE on the phone! We are not even in the same state right now! How could I possibly fuck you right now? I cant! Thats why we are on the phone! Its the substitute for fucking!"
"No, Matt! Really! Fuck me! Please?"
"BRIAN!! This is why its called 'Phone Sex'!! Your supposed to fuck yourself! Didnt you get that when I asked you to call me because I was fucking hott and I needed you? Dont you understand what phone sex means? You have to tell me in the sluttiest voice you can possibly muster how I am supposed to touch myself and what you want me to do to myself. Thats how phone sex works. I thought you knew that already! Like, seriously! How friggen naieve do you have to be to NOT know what phone sex is??? Doesnt everybody do it??? Its not a fucking secret. Couples do it all the time..."
"Fuck you, Matt! Stop talking and lets just start already! Im not fucking stupid, okay?!?! Im just so sex depraved that I cant think straight right now! So, lets begin already. Im not in any mood to be paitient. You have been gone faaar to fucking long for me, and I just really need you."
"Okay, baby, okay. I know its been a long time since we last saw eachother, but its only gonna be just a little bit longer. Alright, babe? Dont worry. I'll be back soon. I promise. But anyway, until then, this is just going to have to do.
So, with that said, lets get fucking started already.
Okay, Brian. Take off your pants. Slowly. I want you to pretend Im there with you. I want you to imagine me stripping all your clothes off. I want you to act like Im about to fuck you completely open, okay? So, take them off, Bri. Take off your pants."
"Fuck you, Matt! My pants ARE off! And they have been for a while now!"
"Then what have you been fucking waiting for? Lets get going!"
"I was waiting for you!"
"For me? For me to do what?"
"For you to fucking prep me! Jesus!"
"BRIAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The End