Close Encounters - Ch. 9
Title: Close Encounters - Chapter 9
Rating: Some parts PG, others R.
Disclaimer: No characters, only story
Summery: Bam discovers HIM and begins his journey on tour with them in the US. As he and Ville discover their love, many new adventures unfold, only to have a tragedy befall them. NOTE: Read the Background info before reading the story or it won’t make sense!
A/N: links to previous chapters are inside.
BACKGROUND INFO: Okay, the characters are obviously real people. HOWEVER, this would be given that HIM toured the US for Razorblade Romance; all dates are obviously made up for the purpose of the story.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
--- In the Cabin --- Bam
I sat lazily on the couch, and had been doing so for about an hour now. Burton and Dunn had hooked up an X-Box to the t.v. and were engaged in a rousing game of Grand Theft Auto.
“Kill em’! Shoot that fucker!” Dunn yelled, eagerly pointing at the screen.
“I’m trying!” Burton shouted back His character got killed and he threw his hands up in the air in defeat.
“Weak!” said Dunn. “Lemme try.”
“Hey - there were cops all over the place, no way I could’ve survived.” Burton said as he handed Dunn the controller.
“Psshhtt - watch the pro,” Dunn boasted.
I rolled my eyes, “Ryan, you’re so full of shit,” I said laughing at his playful arrogance.
“Seriously though - I’m bored. Let’s do something,” I said.
I heard a shout from across the room, “Join us!” Glancing over, I saw Mige and Lily hold up two shot glasses full of Jack Daniels.
“Hey, sounds like a plan,” I replied. I walked over to the bar and poured myself a drink. “Where’s Gas?” I asked.
“Asleep, he wanted to take a nap,” Mige answered.
Lily raised his glass - “Here’s to Bam getting us such a spectacular place!” We clicked our shots and downed them.
Ville came down the stairs and walked over to the bar. He grabbed the whole bottle of Jack, “Well men - let’s get drunk, or try dying,” he said with a grin, then took a large swig straight from the bottle.
The four of us sat around for about two hours until the Jack was almost gone.
The whole time Gas slept. And the whole time, Burton and Dunn remained mesmerized by the X-Box.
I let out a sigh, “Well, back to square one, only drunker now. What should we do?”
“Build a snowman?” Ville said jokingly.
“Honestly - what should we do?” I asked again.
Lily got a devious look in his eyes. A wide grin spread across his face. “Drunken sledding!” he shouted. We all laughed.
“Brilliant!” Mige exclaimed.
“No really, there’s a bunch of sleds outside the house, on the porch. We’ve got nothing better to do.” Lily had a point there. In fact, we didn’t have anything else to do at all.
It was unanimous then - drunken sledding was our new mission.
“Burton, Dunn, you guys wanna come?” I asked.
“Hell no! You’re all crazy. We’re not drunk, unlike you, we can feel how cold it is outside,” Dunn replied.
“Whatever,” I said, walking out onto the porch.
I soon saw five wooden sleds propped up against he side of the cabin. “Sweet!” I yelled.
The four of us grabbed the sleds like a bunch of 10 year old boys and stumbled our way across the snow covered lawn, towards the nearby hill. We set down our sleds and climbed on top of them.
“Ready boys?” I shouted.
“Ready!” they replied.
“Alright… charge!”
With that, the four of us flew down the hill. Mige hit a log and flew about five feet before flopping into the snow. Ville, Lily and I all collided at the bottom of the hill. We lay, soaking wet, in the snow, in a tangled pile of extremities.
“Oh, that was awesome,” Ville said through heavy laughter.
“Again!” Lily shouted.
We headed back up the hill, helping Mige up along the way. We kept sledding for about an hour until Dunn came outside.
“You guys are gonna freeze to death! Come back inside, Burton and I found somethin’ nasty to drink!”
Ville looked at me, “Well, can’t argue with that!” he said.
Once inside we stood around the bar, shivering and dripping water onto the floor. Dunn poured us each glass after glass of that foul tasting shit - yes, otherwise known as tequila.
I took one more shot. My face twisted and contorted as I tried not to spit it back out. God that stuff tastes wretched.
Ville could hardly stand he was so drunk, “Well, I can’t keep myself upright much longer,” he managed to slur out, “I say, I’m getting in the hot tub upstairs, and I’ll gladly take as much company as wants to join me.” He spun on his heel, losing his balance momentarily but promptly catching himself on the edge of the counter, and went upstairs.
“Yeah, I’m bitter fucking cold as well, some hot water sounds pretty inviting,” Lily said, ripping off his wet shirt, throwing it on the ground and dashing up the stairs.
While Dunn, Burton and Mige had all opted to stay and keep drinking, all I could think was: Two very attractive men in a hot tub - oh yeah, I’m there. There’s a thought to surprise yourself with - talk about something I never imagined I’d think.
I heard water pouring against the walls of the hot tub as I walked upstairs. Entering the bedroom, I saw Lily and Ville standing and shivering, wearing only their boxers. Well, I suppose I better go with the trend. I stripped down to my shorts and walked into the bathroom.
Ville poked his finger in the water, “Ow!” he exclaimed.
“Hot?” Lily asked with a smile on his face.
“Yeah… very,” Ville said, grinning as he put one leg in the water.
After several painful minutes of allowing our skin to adjust to the water temperature, we had all sunk deep down into it.
Ville laid his head back and rest it on the linoleum counter. Lily just sat there with a mischievous grin on his face. What on Earth was he thinking?
---- Same time --- Ville
Good lord I’m drunk. And how nice it is. I’m sandwiched between two of the sexiest men I know. I’ve got the life.
I suddenly got a devilish idea. I leaned into Lily’s ear, “Help me with something…” I said.
“What?” he whispered back.
“I want to really turn Bam on… but I’ll need your… assistance.” I told him.
He knew exactly what I meant.
He reached his hand around and placed it on the back of my head, pulling me towards his face, and gave me a long, hard kiss. I took my fingers and sunk my nails deep into the skin on his chest and dragged them down. Grabbing his dreadlocks I roughly pulled his head back. While vigorously kissing Lily’s neck, I drew my eyes to meet Bam’s and locked him into a deep gaze.
He looked stunned. However at the same time, he looked more intrigued and turned on than I’d ever seen him before. I could see his chest moving up down, as he began to breathe heavily. His bottom lip quivered and he quickly bit it, trying to hide how interested he was.
“I didn’t know you two-“ Bam began to say.
Lily innocently laughed, “We’re not Bammie, don’t worry,” he said as he stood up and stepped out of the tub. “Well, I’m all … warmed up. I’ll leave you two alone.”
After Lily left the room, I crawled on my hands and knees towards Bam through the water. I sat across his lap and wrapped my arms around his neck.
He moved his mouth close to my ear, “Ville, how do you always know exactly what turns me on?”
I submerged my hand under the water and placed it on his inner thigh. Giving his leg a tight squeeze, I smiled and said, “Trust me, I just know.”
--- comments always welcome! :) ---
Rating: Some parts PG, others R.
Disclaimer: No characters, only story
Summery: Bam discovers HIM and begins his journey on tour with them in the US. As he and Ville discover their love, many new adventures unfold, only to have a tragedy befall them. NOTE: Read the Background info before reading the story or it won’t make sense!
A/N: links to previous chapters are inside.
BACKGROUND INFO: Okay, the characters are obviously real people. HOWEVER, this would be given that HIM toured the US for Razorblade Romance; all dates are obviously made up for the purpose of the story.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
--- In the Cabin --- Bam
I sat lazily on the couch, and had been doing so for about an hour now. Burton and Dunn had hooked up an X-Box to the t.v. and were engaged in a rousing game of Grand Theft Auto.
“Kill em’! Shoot that fucker!” Dunn yelled, eagerly pointing at the screen.
“I’m trying!” Burton shouted back His character got killed and he threw his hands up in the air in defeat.
“Weak!” said Dunn. “Lemme try.”
“Hey - there were cops all over the place, no way I could’ve survived.” Burton said as he handed Dunn the controller.
“Psshhtt - watch the pro,” Dunn boasted.
I rolled my eyes, “Ryan, you’re so full of shit,” I said laughing at his playful arrogance.
“Seriously though - I’m bored. Let’s do something,” I said.
I heard a shout from across the room, “Join us!” Glancing over, I saw Mige and Lily hold up two shot glasses full of Jack Daniels.
“Hey, sounds like a plan,” I replied. I walked over to the bar and poured myself a drink. “Where’s Gas?” I asked.
“Asleep, he wanted to take a nap,” Mige answered.
Lily raised his glass - “Here’s to Bam getting us such a spectacular place!” We clicked our shots and downed them.
Ville came down the stairs and walked over to the bar. He grabbed the whole bottle of Jack, “Well men - let’s get drunk, or try dying,” he said with a grin, then took a large swig straight from the bottle.
The four of us sat around for about two hours until the Jack was almost gone.
The whole time Gas slept. And the whole time, Burton and Dunn remained mesmerized by the X-Box.
I let out a sigh, “Well, back to square one, only drunker now. What should we do?”
“Build a snowman?” Ville said jokingly.
“Honestly - what should we do?” I asked again.
Lily got a devious look in his eyes. A wide grin spread across his face. “Drunken sledding!” he shouted. We all laughed.
“Brilliant!” Mige exclaimed.
“No really, there’s a bunch of sleds outside the house, on the porch. We’ve got nothing better to do.” Lily had a point there. In fact, we didn’t have anything else to do at all.
It was unanimous then - drunken sledding was our new mission.
“Burton, Dunn, you guys wanna come?” I asked.
“Hell no! You’re all crazy. We’re not drunk, unlike you, we can feel how cold it is outside,” Dunn replied.
“Whatever,” I said, walking out onto the porch.
I soon saw five wooden sleds propped up against he side of the cabin. “Sweet!” I yelled.
The four of us grabbed the sleds like a bunch of 10 year old boys and stumbled our way across the snow covered lawn, towards the nearby hill. We set down our sleds and climbed on top of them.
“Ready boys?” I shouted.
“Ready!” they replied.
“Alright… charge!”
With that, the four of us flew down the hill. Mige hit a log and flew about five feet before flopping into the snow. Ville, Lily and I all collided at the bottom of the hill. We lay, soaking wet, in the snow, in a tangled pile of extremities.
“Oh, that was awesome,” Ville said through heavy laughter.
“Again!” Lily shouted.
We headed back up the hill, helping Mige up along the way. We kept sledding for about an hour until Dunn came outside.
“You guys are gonna freeze to death! Come back inside, Burton and I found somethin’ nasty to drink!”
Ville looked at me, “Well, can’t argue with that!” he said.
Once inside we stood around the bar, shivering and dripping water onto the floor. Dunn poured us each glass after glass of that foul tasting shit - yes, otherwise known as tequila.
I took one more shot. My face twisted and contorted as I tried not to spit it back out. God that stuff tastes wretched.
Ville could hardly stand he was so drunk, “Well, I can’t keep myself upright much longer,” he managed to slur out, “I say, I’m getting in the hot tub upstairs, and I’ll gladly take as much company as wants to join me.” He spun on his heel, losing his balance momentarily but promptly catching himself on the edge of the counter, and went upstairs.
“Yeah, I’m bitter fucking cold as well, some hot water sounds pretty inviting,” Lily said, ripping off his wet shirt, throwing it on the ground and dashing up the stairs.
While Dunn, Burton and Mige had all opted to stay and keep drinking, all I could think was: Two very attractive men in a hot tub - oh yeah, I’m there. There’s a thought to surprise yourself with - talk about something I never imagined I’d think.
I heard water pouring against the walls of the hot tub as I walked upstairs. Entering the bedroom, I saw Lily and Ville standing and shivering, wearing only their boxers. Well, I suppose I better go with the trend. I stripped down to my shorts and walked into the bathroom.
Ville poked his finger in the water, “Ow!” he exclaimed.
“Hot?” Lily asked with a smile on his face.
“Yeah… very,” Ville said, grinning as he put one leg in the water.
After several painful minutes of allowing our skin to adjust to the water temperature, we had all sunk deep down into it.
Ville laid his head back and rest it on the linoleum counter. Lily just sat there with a mischievous grin on his face. What on Earth was he thinking?
---- Same time --- Ville
Good lord I’m drunk. And how nice it is. I’m sandwiched between two of the sexiest men I know. I’ve got the life.
I suddenly got a devilish idea. I leaned into Lily’s ear, “Help me with something…” I said.
“What?” he whispered back.
“I want to really turn Bam on… but I’ll need your… assistance.” I told him.
He knew exactly what I meant.
He reached his hand around and placed it on the back of my head, pulling me towards his face, and gave me a long, hard kiss. I took my fingers and sunk my nails deep into the skin on his chest and dragged them down. Grabbing his dreadlocks I roughly pulled his head back. While vigorously kissing Lily’s neck, I drew my eyes to meet Bam’s and locked him into a deep gaze.
He looked stunned. However at the same time, he looked more intrigued and turned on than I’d ever seen him before. I could see his chest moving up down, as he began to breathe heavily. His bottom lip quivered and he quickly bit it, trying to hide how interested he was.
“I didn’t know you two-“ Bam began to say.
Lily innocently laughed, “We’re not Bammie, don’t worry,” he said as he stood up and stepped out of the tub. “Well, I’m all … warmed up. I’ll leave you two alone.”
After Lily left the room, I crawled on my hands and knees towards Bam through the water. I sat across his lap and wrapped my arms around his neck.
He moved his mouth close to my ear, “Ville, how do you always know exactly what turns me on?”
I submerged my hand under the water and placed it on his inner thigh. Giving his leg a tight squeeze, I smiled and said, “Trust me, I just know.”
--- comments always welcome! :) ---