I swear today I may just snap and freak the fuck out on someone.
Why the fuck is it that I can't seem to get a straight answer from anyone lately?
What the hell is up with people being cryptic? I fucking hate it...
Not everyone finds joy in being patient and waiting for the surprise, there are those of us that are impatient and hate waiting, I'm sure you can see for yourself which catergory I fall into. I don't see patience as a virtue, I find it stupid and what do I get from it...Nothing, but anxiety.
And has anyone else noticed that Brian/Zack fics seem to be few, if any, everyday...And needles to day it sucks...*le sigh*
Also, I don't see why people can't seem understand that some people have pairings they like and will not read pairings they don't like. Seriously I don't have to like every damn pairing that people come up with, and stop trying to pity party me into reading it or saying "I hope you will still consider reading it" because I wont. I refuse to read something I don't like or enjoy.
And to also add to my foul mood, last week I was assulted and in the same day I found out my mom has cancer again for the third time...So needless to say I have not been all rainbows and butterflies for about a week.
Hopefully I will be in a better mood tomorrow, but than again hopefully people will stop being idiots.
Sorry if I offend anyone today but today is not a day to act all cryptic and shit, I'm not in the mood for games and it's trying my patience.
If anyone knows a way to put me in better spirts, please enlighten me and tell me.

The only problem is I don't have the time to write it....I have the idea and everything...Does anyone want to make my day/week/month/year and write it for me?!?!?! =D

You can comment here if you are interested and I'll tell you all the juicy details!

IMPORTANT: Looking for someone who is a talented writer and has experience with long-ish fics!!

So my friend did this and I decided to do one too...So here it is. So put yourself as anonymous and tell me anything. What do you think about me? I'm in the mood to hear what everyone really thinks about me. Say whatever you want, nasty or nice. Anything I do that annoys you? Any complaints you wish to voice? Love me? Hate me? Whatever...It's all good, just tell me what you think!

Well I was in a good mood, now not so much.....

There is this amazing fic I am reading, and the author is about to make another with a paring that is not my prefrence. And when I tell her, politely, that I will not be reading it she says "I don't think it's the pairing you should be paying attention to anyway, it should be the story as a whole." and then has the nerve to tell me I'm CLOSE MINDED.

Like seriously what the fuck? Is it wrong now-days to have a prefrence of parings?!?!?! For example I don't like Mick, and lets say Soulmates_never has a fic with Mick. I think she is one of the most amazing authors out there....but I'm not going to read it (unless she threatens me with no Synacky lol) I think that there are plenty of amazing authors out there....but that doesn't mean I will read the fics if the paring is not one I enjoy to read. What the hell is wrong with having a prefrence?


Can anyone seriously tell me, because I seem to have missed that memo...


Have a nice day everyone, it is almost Turkey Day! =)

Title: One Night Stand (Because Matt Isn't God)
Author: scottdooluvsme and writtenaengel
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Zack/Matt Zack/Brian Zack/Matt/Brian
POV: Switches
Summary: When he first came to he thought he'd died and gone to heaven...but He had way too many tattoos. (Brian has a one night stand with Zack and Matt too!)
Disclaimer: It is illegal to own sexy people
Author Notes: I think I fixed it. I hope I fixed the cut. I hope you guys like it. Comments are equivalent to love. Thank you to everyone who told me. More stuff: I edited it. I hope everyone can read it now. Thanks so much for the comments everyone. We love them and we loves you!!!




“What could you possibly need milk for at 3 o’clock in the damn morning?” Zack groaned, throwing a pillow at Matt. Twenty minutes previous, Matt had woken up from a dead sleep, craving milk. He’d gotten out of bed quickly and attempted to move around the room in the darkness, in order not to wake Zack up with the light. Zack was moody when he didn’t get his sleep. Matt, being a huge klutz, had been doing fine until he’d tried to find his shoes, and stubbed his toe on the edge of their dresser. He’d howled and bent down to rub his toe and had ended up hitting his head on the edge of the dresser. Matt made a really loud ‘thump’ when he hit the ground. That, and the screaming curses he’d sent flying through the air, had woken Zack up, hair askew, face puffy and eyes angry.

“Sorry.” Matt had muttered.

“What the hell are you doing?” Zack had asked, his voice dark, deep and completely uncharacteristic.

“I woke up and just, inexplicably needed milk.”

Zack had rolled his eyes, scowled and fell back onto the bed, covering his face with a pillow. Matt had smiled widely at Zack’s under reaction and proceeded to tie his shoes. He hit his head on the way down, again. A sequence of events similar to earlier that night had occurred, (Matt cursing loudly, etc.), only this time Zack had got up, called him a fuck head, went back to the bed and threw a pillow at Matt, leading to the center of the shrubbery maze.

“I told you, I just woke up craving it.”

Zack eyed him like he was a mutant. “Woke up craving it?” He asked incredulously. “What are you, pregnant?” Then he started to look around on the floor.

“We both know if anyone was preggo, it’d be you Baker.” Matt replied, watching Zack with a confused expression as he got on his knees, throwing clothes from the floor all over. Matt realized they really needed to clean. “What the hell are you doing?”

“Looking for pants.” Zack replied curtly.

“Why?”

“I’m coming with you, idiot. You can’t wake me up at the ass-crack of the day and not expect me to want to do something. That’s a waste of energy. Now, hand me that hoodie and those flip flops. “

**********

Brian was really not a huge fan of the club he was in. So far, he’d gotten into two almost bar fights with two separate men, who believed Brian had been making moves on their girlfriends. Brian hadn’t been hitting on the girls specifically, he’d just been hitting on the whole table of attractive women with the hope that one of them was easy. How was he supposed to know that the two who responded most positively to his efforts had complete, meat-head-red-necks for boyfriends? Brian didn’t even know people like that existed in the city.

Brian looked over warily at the largest man who he’d finished arguing with just minutes ago. The man had his girlfriend on his lap, while he and his friends conversed in low tones. Brian shook his head. This was bullshit. He was too pretty for this. He needed a smoke. He walked around the club, disappearing outside after sneaking into the staff bathroom. He pulled a cigarette from his pocket and put it to his lips, lighting it. He inhaled deeply and let the smoke out slowly, watching it curl around itself. Brian repeated this for about five minutes until he decided, I’m gonna pay my tab and leave. This place is no fun.

He went back inside, going to the bar, eyes involuntarily looking over to where the woman’s boyfriend had been. His friends were gone, and he was holding the girl close to his chest, his hand half way up her shirt. Brian may have been looking for a one night stand but he was way too classy for her. He took the same route out, through the staff bathroom, and ended up in the alley he’d just come from. He looked around for a minute, before he started walking, trying to remember where the hell he’d parked the car.

“Over there? Or over here?” He wondered out loud.

“Hey pretty boy.” Came a voice from behind Brian.

Brian arched an eyebrow. The thick accent, tell tale of someone who was southerner. The guy who was talking to him now was probably one of the bulky farmhand’s buddies. Brian turned around, coming almost face to face with the guy. He was a little shorter than Brian.

“I got a bone to pick with you.” The guy said.

“Really?”

“Yup. You picked the wrong lady to mess with tonight man.”

“I don’t recall you having a lady tonight.”

“He didn’t, but I did.” Came another voice, from behind Brian’s back. Brian
recognized it, the guy he’d argued with. “And if I’ve got a problem, he has a problem.”

Brian turned to face Farmer Boy. “How do you plan to solve your problem then?”

“Like this.” Said Farmer Boy.

He swung at Brian. Brian managed to dodge him and land a hit somewhere in the torso of the other male. Farmer Boy swung again and Brian managed to block that, but he was unable to block the blow to the center of his back, which knocked the breath out of him. He fell forward slightly turning his face and noticing a third person had come up another one of Farmer’s friends. He swung at Brian too, and Brian, still winded, barely managed to avoid it. He brought his fist to one of the two dark figures near him. One of them howled, the other hit Brian in the stomach, effectively knocking Brian against the alley’s dirty wall. Another person showed up from nowhere and pushed Brian’s head back, cracking it against the wall. Brian groaned and pushed the person off, already feeling the splitting of the skin at the back of his head. He fought as hard as he could, punching, kicking, biting here and there. In the end, the four on one got the best of him. He lay slumped against the wall, blood flowing down the back of his shirt and the front of his face. He heard Farmer Boy and his cronies walk away and that was the last thing Brian was aware of before he passed out completely.

***********

“Can you try and be more graceful?” Zacky asks, as once again Matt tripped over something.

“Not all of us are fairy princes like you.” Matt mutters under his breath.

Zacky ignores the childish comment, and continues walking, drawing his hoodie tighter around his body as a slight breeze goes by.

“Let’s take the shortcut behind the club. I wanna get back in bed soon.” Zacky says, as he turns down said alley.

Matt trails behind, trying not to trip over anything, and slows as he sees something slumped against the wall of the club.

“Hey Zack, is that a person over there?” Matt points. Zacky looks over to where Matt is pointing, and starts over towards the slumped figure.

“And I’m the princess.” Zack says quietly. “Send the less muscled man over to a figure in the alleyway.” Zack stops as he reaches the figure and peers at where the light from the door is shining on it. Zacky draws in a sharp breath as he sees the man’s face. He has the face of a god, fine bone, and thin but sensual lips.

Zacky kneels closer to the man, and brings his hand up to brush the hair back from his face, noticing blood on his finger tips when he pulls them back. Zacky is transfixed by the other, and sits there for a moment before he hears Matt call his name. Zacky blushes as he realizes he is hard from looking at the man.

“Matt, I think we should bring him back to our apartment.” Zack said slowly.

“What?” Matt exclaimed. “We don’t even know him. It could have been a drug deal gone wrong, or something. Can’t we just call 911 and have them deal with it.”

“Matt…would you like to be left outside if you were unconscious. It is cold out, he’s hurt, and it is the polite thing to do.”

“Zack. No.”

“Matt…” Zacky looked at him, eyes wide. “Matty please…”

“God!” Matt yells, than huffs. “You know I hate when you do that.”

Zacky smirked, knowing that the good ole ‘Matty’ trick had once again worked like a charm. He grabs the milk carton out of Matt’s hand and kisses him on the cheek. Matt goes over to the unconscious man and gets down on one knee, noticing that the man is quite good looking. He gently lifts the man up, one arm under his knees and the other under his shoulders.

“C’mon.” Zacky says. “And be careful, I don’t want you tripping while holding someone, I doubt he needs you to fall on him.”

Matt huffs and doesn’t answer, but he does watch where he steps. Having taken the shortcut, they were but minutes from the apartment complex, and he could already see the top of the building. He glances at Zacky, and can’t help but notice that Zack keeps looking at the man in his arms, like he can’t look away. Matt always having been the slightly jealous type, huffs.

“What?” Zacky asks.

“Oh, nothing.” Matt says. Zack rolls his eyes and mumbles under his breath. They walk in silence until they reach the door of the complex and Zacky sighs.

“What now?” Matt asks.

“Did you remember to grab our room key?” Zack asks as he holds the door open for Matt and company.

“Erm yeah, it’s in my back pocket.” Matt states.

Zack presses the up button on the elevator and is instantly greeted with a
little bing as the doors slide open. Once inside, Zacky’s hand slips into Matt’s pocket to grab the key. Matt shifts the unconscious man in his arms and jumps slightly as the man lets out a groan. Zack can’t help but to let out a chuckle at this.

Once the elevator reaches their floor, in no time Zack has the apartment door open, eager to get the delicious creature, and Matt, in the room.

“Where should I dump him.” Matt asks.

“Excuse me?” Zacky says exasperatedly. “Did you really just say that?”

“Where should I gently place our guest?”

“In the bathroom, I am going to clean him up a bit.” Zack says with a smirk.

********

When Brian came to, his first thought was that he’d died and gone to heaven. Heaven was really white and bright and clean and there were disembodied hands stroking his face and body gently. Brian groaned and leaned into the soft touch, wondering if it was an angel who was touching him. He swung his gaze in the direction of the hand, but his vision was blurry, and all he could see was a black shape. Brain fell asleep again.

When Brian came to again, he heard the voice of God. It was rough and booming and whining about messing up it’s favorite shirt. God cursed a lot too apparently. All because of some shirt. Brian opened his eyes again and saw Him. He was shirtless and buff and tattooed with dimples. He’d always expected Him to have a long white beard, ageless face and be surrounded by light. He wasn’t, Brian noted. Brian also realized that heaven was a lot dirtier the second time around. He fell asleep again.

Third time up, Brian opened his eyes first and foremost, clearing his vision almost completely. A hand was stroking his face and Brian made out facial features. Angels really did look the way he thought they would, which was good after his disappointment about God. This angel was pretty and pale, black choppy hair and amazingly bright green eyes. She was a cutie. Brian smiled and she smiled back. She had piercings. Brian took note that heaven was a lot more liberated than his grandparents had told him it would be. He shut his eyes again and rasped out, “This is nice. I never knew I’d end up here.”

There was a pause. “I never expected you to end up here either. We don’t even know you.”

“Thank you for letting me in.”

Another pause. “It’s okay. I figured it was the right thing to do. We couldn’t just leave you when we found you down there, you know.”

Brian nodded. So he had been in hell! That’s why he’d felt so hot after the fight. When he saw God again he was gonna give him a big hug.
“Thanks.” Brian said once more. The angel just stroked his hair and said okay.

*********

Once they’d cleaned him up and everything, Zack found that this stranger was even more gorgeous than he’d thought. He was drop dead gorgeous. He was almost pretty, but not a delicate pretty, a manly pretty. Zack could barely keep himself from touching him inappropriately while he got him naked to wash him up. Matt was there too, but Zack could tell that the clouding in Matt’s eyes was far from lust. Once they’d cleaned him up, he threw one of Matt’s shirts and basketball shorts on him and put him in Matt and Zack’s bed, Zack had sat beside the stranger and touched his face and body.

The guy had come to about three times. Each time with Zack stroking his face. Zack watched him now, right after he and the stranger had some semblance of conversation. Matt came in the room, frowning because his shirt was messed up with “Alley muck shit and blood.” as he’d put it.

Zack smiled at him.

“Don’t look at me like that. This is my favorite shirt Zack. Now, I gotta get it dry cleaned. I was gonna wear it tomorrow!”

“Stop being such a big baby.”

“Shut up.” He glanced down at the stranger. “Is he awake yet?”

“He was awake a few minutes ago” Zack traced his fingers over the stranger’s lips. “I think he’s a little crazy.”

“Great, we got some insane bum off the street who got into a fist fight.”

“He’s hot though.” Zack reasoned.

Matt glanced at the guy. He shrugged. “Yeah, he is.”

Zack smiled at Matt. “I want him.” Zack said, his voice low, like when he woke up this morning.

“You’re not going to rape him in his sleep Zack.” Matt said sternly.

Zack gave Matt that look again (the are you serious?! one).

“No, of course not.” He crawled over the gorgeous stranger and plopped himself down in Matt’s lap. “But you can tide me over till he comes to.”

Matt’s eyes widened. “He’s right there.”

“He won’t wake up and if he does...free show!”

Zack latched his lips to Matt’s neck.Matt moved his head and turned Zack’s face to his, kissing him. Zack wrapped his arms around Matt’s neck, pulling him closer. Matt titled his head, deepening the kiss. Zack moaned and licked along Matt’s bottom lip. Matt opened up and let him in.

**********

When Brian came to, for the fourth time, he was greeted by a strange sight. There was ‘God’ and that angel chick making out heatedly next to him. The Almighty wasn’t supposed to do that was He? Brian watched for a minute, his vision finally clearing up enough. The angel was actually pretty masculine for a girl, now that Brian had an up close look at her. Her shoulders were actually broad and her chest was flat. Brian looked to his immediate right and thought he saw not only ‘God’s pants tented, but the girls as well.
It could just be the way she’s sitting, he thought. Brian cleared his throat. They pulled apart. She was still pretty. ‘God’ flushed red.

“Um.” He said.

“I’m sorry for interrupting...sir.” Brian immediately said.

The Big Guy’s eyebrow went up. The angel giggled. “What?”

“First, just let me say that I’m so sorry I didn’t read my Bible more during my time on Earth. It was really wrong of me. But I’m glad you forgave me, sir.”

“Call me Matt please and what are you talking about?”

“Okay, Mr. Matt.” Brian said, sitting up slowly. He winced at the pain in his head. “I mean, that you’ve accepted me here and I just feel like I haven’t worshipped you enough. You have all my life now.” Brian said, bending, sending his sensitive face into the mattress.

He was really prepared to pray to The Most High.

“Get up dude. What do you mean?”

Brian looked up sheepishly. “God I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry, God. Forgive me please.” Brian said pleading with Matt/God.

Brian watched Matt/God’s face scrunch up. Brian bit his lip. The angel giggled. Brian started feeling a little stupid.

“Can I use the bathroom?” Brian asked.

He nodded. Brian walked to the bathroom slowly. Something was a little fishy.

********

“He thinks I’m God.” Matt said to Zack, who was still perched on his lap.

“I know. Maybe we can use that to our advantage.” Zack said, finally tearing his eyes away from the stranger’s backside once the bathroom door had shut.

“Use it to our advantage? What do you mean?”

Zack bit his lip and looked down sheepishly, a half smile on his face. Matt knew Zack was about to say something either stupid, strange or unreasonable.

“Okay, so he thinks you’re God. Tell him that you command that he have sex with me.”

Matt’s mouth dropped open. “What?!” Matt stood, pushed Zack off his lap. Zack landed with an thud on the ground.

“No! No! Hell no! I’m not doing that. I can’t do that. I was raised Catholic. No Zack.”

“Matty-” Zack started.

“Don’t even try it. Don’t even try it!”

Zack pouted. “But Matty.”

“No!” Matt said, walking over to the bathroom. He knocked on the door. “Hey, buddy? You okay in there?”

“Yes.” Came the muffled reply.

“Look, man, I hope you’ve realized by now that I’m not God or anything. This isn’t heaven, it’s mine and Zack’s dingy apartment.”

A laugh. “Yea, guess I made an ass of myself.”

Matt laughed. “It’s fine. But look, I hope I’m not being too forward here, but my friend Zack, the guy who was on my lap, would really like to have sex with you.”

An incredibly long pause. Matt hoped the guy wasn’t silently plotting to murder both of them. “Um guy?” Matt said. “Look, sorry. I know I don’t know if you’re gay or not...but Zack is really hot for you...and he gives great head.” Matt said unsurely.

There was nothing. No sound from the other side of the door. Matt felt a sense of doom. He started prepping himself to fight. He turned to Zack, who was fuming silently behind him. His face was red and he was biting hard on his bottom lip.

“I think I may have struck a nerve.” Matt whispered.

“You dumb mother-” Zack started.

He shut his mouth when the door opened and the stranger stepped out. His brown eyes were on the floor but he looked up at Matt and asked him,

“So this is Zack?” The stranger said.

*******

Brian takes a step towards Zacky, closing the space between them, and presses his lips against the others full, pierced lips. He feels Zacky sigh as he parts his mouth to deepen the kiss, loving the feel of his silken lips mixed with the bite of the cold steel. Zacky puts a hand on the back of Brian’s head, gently pulling him closer until they are flush against each other, Zacky sandwiched between Brian and the wall. Brian feels the others hand, the one not holding his head close, make its way down his chest, and winces as it pushes against his bruised skin. Zacky pulls back and turns away, grabbing Brian’s wrist and pulling him towards the bedroom, Matt following closely behind.

“What’s your name?” He hears Zacky ask, a slight lisp could be heard.

“Brian.”

“Well Brian, lay on the bed and take off your shirt.”

Brian complies and winces as his muscles complain as he lifts his arms to rid himself of his shirt. Zacky crawls towards him on the bed, moving slowly, resembling a slinking cat. He stops between Brian’s legs, and sits back on his heels, eyes studying the bruises covering his torso. He leans forward, placing his hands on either side of Brian, and captures Brian’s lips in another dizzying kiss.

He straddles Brian’s hips, and pulls back from the kiss, Brian’s head following the movement. Zacky softly kisses the side of Brian’s neck, tongue flicking out slightly to taste his skin. He makes his way down to Brian’s collarbone, and nips slightly, causing Brian to let out a soft groan. Zacky slowly moves his mouth to every inch of Brian’s bruised abdomen, lightly kissing, and nipping the colored flesh. He takes his time to tease each nipple into hardness, loving the feel of Brian squirm and grow hard under his ministrations. Moving further down, Zacky’s tongue plays with Brian’s naval, as his hands work on opening the pants of the man under him.

He pulls back to remove his own shirt, and bites his lip as Brian studies his body, smiling approvingly as he takes in lean chest and slim hips.
Zacky smirks coyly and moves further down Brian’s tan body, he pulls the pants off of Brian, leaving his boxers on. Brian groans as Zacky lowers his mouth to Brian’s clothed arousal, and sucks at him gently through his boxers, pulling back to blow on the dampened spot. Zacky smirks even more as Brian whimpers and writhers as the wet spot turns cool from Zacky’s breath on it. Zacky pulls down Brian’s boxers, Brian lifting his hips to help him along, and throws them carelessly over his shoulder onto the floor.

Zacky looks at Brian’s arousal, seeing he is slightly larger than Zacky, but not as big as Matt. He lowers his head down to Brian’s now free arousal, and places his thick lips around the head, gently sucking, tongue flicking out to taste the pre-cum leaking from the tip. Zacky looks at Brian through his lashes, and takes him all the way in his mouth, hearing Brian’s breathing pick up, and his mouth fall open as he deep throats him. Zacky hums in pleasure as Brian lets out another groan, this one louder than the rest. Zacky keeps his eyes on Brian’s face, watching how Brian’s cheeks flush and eyes roll at the pleasure Zacky is giving him. By now Zacky himself is hard and he wants to be fucked by this beautiful creature under him, so he quickly finishes Brian off and swallows what he has to offer before he crawls back up Brian’s shaking body. Pressing his lips once more to Brian’s, he feels the bed behind him dip and large hands pull him back by his hips. He moans once more as he feels hands separate his cheeks and a warm tongue presses against his entrance.

Zack looks over his shoulder at Matt who’s smiling at him sheepishly, dimples on display.

“I thought-”

“Yea but I just figured...I might as well...” Matt fumbles.

Zack smiles, crawls off Brian and next to Matt, kissing him, despite where
his tongue has been. Matt pulls him close, by the hips and his denim covered crotch rubs harshly against Zack’s naked cock. Zack feels the bed move and pulls away, looking at Brian who is frozen in an awkward standing position, eyes wide and smiling ridiculously.

“Well I figured you two were having a moment so...”

Zack shakes his head, patting a spot on the bed and getting on all fours in front of Matt.

“Stay and fuck me.”

*******

Brian was usually straight, most of the time. Under any other circumstances he probably would’ve said no, but Zack had just given him an amazing blow job and his ass looked just so tempting and he’d never watched someone get rimmed before and....Brian realized that he needed to stop making excuses. He wanted Zack too. He took the spot next to Matt, who smiled at him, on the bed as Matt swooped down and claimed Zack’s ass with his tongue. It was actually pretty fascinating to see. Matt’s pink tongue disappearing into Zack’s puckered hole. Brian was getting hard again, just from watching, but when he concentrated on Zack’s moans as well, he just about creamed himself.

Brian rests some of his fingers atop Matt’s hands on Zack’s ass. Matt looks up at him. Brian stops thinking for a second before he asks, “Can I?”
Matt nods happily before moving over a little. Zack looks over his shoulder once more and notices Brian moving to Matt’s place. Brian sticks his tongue inside, cringing a little at the strange taste, but pushes farther in anyway. Zack moans loudly and pushes back against Brian’s face. Brian pulls his tongue back and pushes forward again into Zack’s tightness. He feels like he’s actually getting good at it when he feels Matt’s head next to his. He shifts his eyes over to Matt without removing his tongue. All of a sudden Matt’s tongue is pushing at Zack’s ass too and Zack is screaming ‘FUCK’ into the air. Matt smirks and Brian looks from his dimples back to both tongues inside Zack.

“Okay. Okay. Come on, somebody fuck me.” Zack moans about three minutes later.
Matt laughs into Zack and Zack collapses. Literally. Brian smiles and looks at Matt, who is looking at him and says, “Me right?”

Matt smiles and nods kissing him on the cheek, then gets up off the bed moving to a chair beside the bed. Zack turns over onto his back and stretches his arms out for Brian. He pulls Brian into a desperate kiss. It’s absolutely forceful and Brian was already hissing from the pain of dropping not-so delicately on his bruises. He pushes up on his arms to hover over Zack, who is looking at him with glassy eyes and glistening lips.

Zack mouths “Come on.” and that’s all the incentive Brian needs to really do this.

He hoists Zack’s calves over his shoulders and pulls a pillow from beside Zack to place under his ass. Something hard and light hits him on the upper arm and he looks over at Matt, who is stroking an above average erection and smirking at him.

“Lube.” Is all Matt says.

Brian nods and picks up the tiny bottle, squeezing some into his palms and rubbing up and down his cock. Zack starts writhing underneath him, shifting his hips even more up, getting thoroughly impatient. Brian grabs one of his calves, using his other hand to line himself up. He pushes in slowly, watching Zack’s face as his mouth drops open and his eyes get wide. He leans down and kisses him, at the same time drawing his hips back only to thrust back into Zack. Zack moans and Brian guesses he must of hit the jackpot. He tries again but misses completely, even though Zack doesn’t seem to mind, his head turned to the side watching Matt. Brian thrusts in again and catches Zack’s prostate so Zack turns back to him, even though Brian really wants to look at Matt too. Zack starts pushing back against him, pushing his hips up more, trying to take Brian deeper. Brain complies, changing his angle a bit and thrusting powerfully into Zack who whines every time his prostate gets breached. Brian works up a fair pace and even manages to sneak a few looks at Matt, who he must say is absolutely amazing when he’s pleasuring himself.

“Oh fuck Brian, I’m about to cum. I swear...Oh fuck.” Zack says with his lips by Brian’s ear.

Brian hadn’t been truly ready to blow yet, but Zack’s voice in his ear saying that to him and the little nip he gives Brian’s earlobe brings him ever so slightly closer.

He pushes into Zack again, purposely avoiding his prostate because Brian really wanted this to last. Zack groans and tries to shift his hips. Brian moves his fist to Zack’s cock and holds hard at the base. He wants the two of them to come at the same time. He hates thrusting pointlessly into a disengaged person. Zack groans and bites forcefully down on his ear. Brian moans and bites at Zack’s neck, not loosening his grip on Zack’s cock.

“Brian...Brian come on. Let me go.” Zack moans.

Brian grunts in response, thrusting forcefully again because he knows if he hits Zack just right, the other male with tighten and Brian will get right there.

“Brian...Brian...please...shit..please let me come.”

That’s enough, Zack’s breathy pleading voice in his ear is all it takes for Brian to be right on the edge of orgasm. He starts pumping Zack quickly, squeezing up and down his shaft. Zack starts moaning and writhing and his cock is terribly flushed. Brian is right there with him he just needs something more...Both he and Zack’s heads snap to the left when Matt lets out a low, sexy moan/groan and starts coming all over himself. That was it for Brian, Matt’s face contorted in ecstasy, his voice gorgeous and Zack’s tight, convulsing body around him, and Zack’s breath in his ear and Brian is coming in spurts inside Zack, who he guesses is coming too.

Brian’s arms give out once he’s spent, he doesn’t even have time to pay attention to the pain on his bruises. He can barely move, he can barely feel anything except for how amazing his orgasm was and how soft Zack is under him. He and Zack spend about ten minutes like that, until their come starts drying between them. Brian pulls out and sits back on his haunches. Zack looks up at him, then down at his own stomach. His eyes widen.

“Eww.” He says.

Brian smiles. “Yea.”

“We should take a shower.”

Brian smiles. “Yea.”

*********

They all end up having sex in the shower, Matt and Brian getting close this time while Zack watches. It’s actually pretty hot, getting split apart by Matt. Brian knows he’s got even more bruises now, but it’s okay cause he did want a one night stand and if you’re gonna do one, might as well get your times worth.

******

The next morning Matt is up first, followed by Brian. Brian is awoken only by Matt, who apparently broke something heavy from the ‘thump’ he’d heard and the cursing he’d been doing. Zack was completely tangled up in Brian and had tightened his grip even more when Matt had called something a “Dumb ass fucktard electronic”

“Don’t.” Zack had mumbled.

But he’d fallen asleep again immediately after so Brian pulled himself free and stumbled around the room looking for his boxers. He couldn’t find them so he pulled up the towel he’d worn after his shower. He walked down the hall to the kitchen, where Matt was staring intently at the coffee maker.

“Need some help there big guy?” Brian had asked. He hoped there wouldn’t be any of that one night stand awkwardness between them. Matt had turned to him and nodding.

“Thank God. You’re a lifesaver.”

“You mean thank you.”

Matt’s brows furrow for a moment, before he gets the play on Brian’s ignorance, early last night.

Brian easily made them two cups of coffee and he and Matt had sat on the kitchen counter, drinking it, the air heavy with silence.

“So...um...I guess I’ll be leaving later. Once I find my clothes and stuff.” Brian said finally. Matt looked at him.

“Yea. I guess.” He swung his legs a bit. “But you’re clothes are filthy, so you can borrow some of mine or Zack’s, if you want.”

“Oh, I couldn’t do that. I’ll just wear mine.”

“No, it’s really okay if you take one of our outfits. Zack buys clothes for the both of us like every two weeks so he won’t even miss it.”

Brian laughs. “Thanks.”

Matt nods. “And hey, we’ll clean your clothes for you if they’re so important to you. You could come and pick them up sometime. Zack would be more than happy to see you again. You could leave your number and we could call or...”

“You trying to pick me up Matt? After last night, you’re really resorting to some scheme to see me again?” Brian asks, smirking.

Matt smiles bashfully, dimples showing again. He rubs the back of his neck. “I guess. I just didn’t want it to be awkward you know. Threeways and things like this are always so weird the morning after.”

“I know! Oh my God I was thinking the same thing, this morning.”

“Really?! See we think alike, now you really have to leave your number.”

Brian laughs and Matt kisses him on the cheek. Matt gets up from the counter and checks his watch.
“Shit.” He takes Brian’s empty mug and drops it in the sink. “I got to get to work.”

Brian nods. He’s probably gonna get yelled at by his boss when he goes in tomorrow. He sees Matt out and then sets about finding clothes for himself. Zack wakes up in the middle of his search.

“Hey sexy, you really robbing us?” Zack says.

Brian smiles at him. “Nah, just trying to find some clothes you know. Matt said I could.”

Zack nods and gets out of bed, going to brush his teeth. In half an hour, Zack sees Brian out the door.

“So, you know, I’ll call and I can come pick up my clothes...or whatever you
want.” Brian says, scrawling his number into Zack’s palm.

Zack nods. “Yeah, sure.” Zack replies, making sure to pat Brian’s back pant pocket where he placed his and Matt’s phone number.

“I’d like to see you again for sure.” Zack says.

“Same here.” Brian concurs. He kisses Zack again and takes off down the hall to go find the club and hopefully his car. He smirks a little at the pain in his backside. Oh yeah, he is definitely seeing these guys again.


End

STEP ONE
# Make a post (public, friends-locked, filtered... whatever you're comfortable with) to your LJ. The post should contain your list of ten holiday wishes. The wishes can be anything at all, from simple and fandom-related ("I'd love a Snape/Hermione icon that's just for me") to medium ("I wish for _____ on DVD") to really big ("All I want for Christmas is a new car/computer/house/TV"). The important thing is to make sure these wishes are things you really, truly want.
# If you wish for real life things (not fics or icons), make sure you include some sort of contact info in your post, whether it's your address or just your email address where Santa (or one of his elves) can get in touch with you. Your home address is not required!
# Make sure you post some version of these guidelines in your LJ, or link to this post (it'll be public) so that the holiday joy will spread.

STEP TWO
# Surf around your friends list (or friendsfriends, or just random journals) to see who has posted their list. And now, here's the important part...
# If you see a wish you can grant, and it's in your heart to do so, make someone's wish come true. Sometimes one person's trash is another's treasure, and if you have a leather jacket you don't want or a gift certificate you won't use - or even know where you could get someone's dream purebred Basset Hound for free - do it.
# You needn't spend money on these wishes unless you want to. The point isn't to put people out, it's to provide everyone a chance to be someone else's holiday elf - to spread the joy. Gifts can be made anonymously or not - it's your call. There are no guarantees with this project, and no strings attached. Just... wish, and it might come true. Give and you might receive. You'll have the joy of knowing you made someone's holiday special



1) Hinder's: Take It to the Limit CD
2) Three Days Grace: Live At The Palace (Live DVD)
3) I would love a Synacky or Syn/Matt/Zack slashy icon, that is all mine.
4) A Synacky fic that is angsty, multi-chapter, and has a happy-sexy ending.
5) I would love for Soulmates_never to update PRIEST!!!!!!!!!!
6) Fall Out Boy: Folie à Deux CD
7) I would freaking love a new car lol
8) A Syn/Matt/Zacky high school, multi-chap fic.
9) I would really like a Permanent LJ Account or even a paid one.
10) This would be quite nice also http://www.totalrockart.com/shop1113/products/570_Group_pose

Go to urbandictionary.com and type in your answer to each question in the search box, then write the FIRST definition it gives you.

1.) Your name: Kassandra
Kassandra is a peninsula,municipality and town in Halkidiki,Greece. The peninsula is known because of its tourist attraction and the big forest fire of august 2006.

2.) Your age: 16
Legal age for fucking in the UK.

3.) One of your friends: Becky
generally referring to a female who may appear normal but is actually straight up crazy in the head

4.) What should you be doing? Watching TV
general for sexual activity, non specific

5.) Your favourite colour: Purple
Extremely potent marijuana, specifically marijuana buds that have a purple hue to them. Also accompanied by a fragant, usually fruity smell and mad perma-grin.

6.) Your birthplace: New Milford, Ct
A town not too far from Farfield County. One place that you can find a farm every 20 acres of land. Most people live here because they lived in Farfield County and it just got too damn expensive.

7.) Last person you talked to: Kevin
basicilly a kid with a huge dick. looks great, smells great, and all the ladies want him. great at sports also. great sense of humor.

8.) Last thing you had to drink: Grape Juice
This adjective not only describes a hot guy, but a QUALITY hot guy. The term gets its roots from "Very Fine" brand grape juice- you see the correlation.

9.) Your nickname: Kassy
A backstabber;she makes you feel special but mean while you mean nothing to her. She uses big vocabulary,reads a lot and likes to play that good girl act. She's the type of girl that just goes out with a guy to show she can get him like its a game. Not a very caring person and sometimes makes statements that are very ironic.

Comment and I will....

a) Tell you why I friended you.

b) Associate you with something -- a fandom, song, color, photo, etc.

c) Tell you something I like about you.

d) Tell you a memory I have of you.

e) Ask you something I've wanted to know about you

f) Tell you my favorite userpic from your list

g) In return, you need to post this on your own LJ.

One little compliment can make you feel amazing. So give me a compliment, anything in the entire world, even that my shoelaces are pretty. Put this in your journal. And once you get some comments, put that entry in a memory or tag and when you are feeling down, just go to that entry and this will remind that you're not so bad in other people's eyes after all.

My Birthday is Sunday and what I really want is some Zacky/Brian slash!!!! (I am so lame lol) That would be awesome if I got some slash, cuz slash is just amazing =)
Any of you up for it? Want to write little old me some birthday slash?

So that kinda sux.....

I am quite sad to hear it but I think her alter-ego will be just as kickass (and hopefully kill Zacky and Brian less lol)It says there are 73 entries on the new journal....but I click and see none, I guess I must be added to see the works soulmates_never.

And I thought she was joking that ABF would soon be gone.....what will the nickname be now?...SMN?....SN?....hmmmm...lol


This post is not ment to be taken seriously, it is mostly just me being bored and rambling! lol = D

A while ago some cool kid posted this post (lol) filled with many many pics of Zacky and Brian together.......She did other pairing pic posts also. If someone could help me find the post with Synacky that would be awesome!

One thing I remember from it is she said something like "same deathbat channel"

<3

My vacation was lovely. I didn't break anything or die, just some bruises. I am back and will prolly be here all summer. Ta-ta for now, I have to catch up on all the slash I missed = )

Author: Me = )
Pairing: Not telling, It isn't Brian/Zacky though
Summary: He whiped it out with a bang....
Disclaimer: Fake fake fake fake fake
Warnings: Violence
Authors note: First thing I have posted in a while.....enjoy = )



The Familiar ring tone rang out across the quiet room, startling the sleeping man. James rubbed the sleep from his eyes and picked up his cell phone.
“Hello.” Said James, voice thick with sleep.
“Hey. What’s up, man?” Mick’s voice purred. James shivered.
“Actually I was just sleeping, but nothing now.”
“You wanna come over? I’m having a party….I got booze and some coke…”
“…Sure, I have nothing else to do.” This is exactly the chance James had been waiting for, the chance to possibly get Mick alone.
“Okay cool, see you soon?”
“Yeah man, soon.” There is a click on the other end as Mick disconnects.
James lay there a moment before realizing that he should probably hurry up before he loses his nerve. He throws on some jeans, a button up shirt, and some gloves. He grabs his keys and wallet and heads out. The whole ride there his hands are shaking uncontrollably, his nerves getting to him.
Arriving at Mick’s house, he parks and sits there a minuet as he tries to calm himself. Feeling slightly calmer he makes his way to the door and goes in. The thick air assaults him as he enters, and the noise of the party wakes him.
After a couple of drinks and lines he feels calm enough to find Mick. He searches all through the house, finally finding Mick in the kitchen. James sucks in his breast as he slides behind Mick, hands going to the others hips.
“Hey.” James whispers into his ear.
“You finally got here, huh?” Mick turns around and smiles.
“Yeah.” This is the chance he has waited for. “Do you…wanna go upstairs with me?”
“Sure.” Mick smiles coyly.
Climbing up the stairs, James in front, he feels a hand on his ass. He moves up the stairs faster, going into the first room with a door open. Once inside, he pulls the door shut. Mick makes his way over to the bed, shaking his ass teasingly as he starts to undress. Once fully naked he lays on the bed, eyes looking up at James.
James pulls it out with a bang and puts it in him. The groan Mick emits is so loud that James can hear the music downstairs stop, and the whole place goes silent. Downstairs, everyone looks towards the steps, wide eyed.. Mick groans and writhers as James is still, just watching.
He hears footsteps on the stairs and pulls back, putting it away, slightly pissed that he didn’t finish. He runs towards the window, jumps out, and hits the ground running. He doesn’t stop as a scream comes from the open window. He runs until he gets to the park, than he slows and sits on a bench. No one is around, so James takes a few seconds to stop his shaking hands, slow his breathing, and just act calm. His hands reach into his pocket, still gloved, and take out his cell phone.
“Hey Hun.” Coby says into the phone.
“I love you.” James says.
“I love you too….what is wrong babe?”
“I did it, he will never hurt you again. I’ll be there soon.” With that James closes the phone, and gets up. Making his way to Jacoby’s he stops, only once, to throw the gun in the bushes. Finally, James thinks, Finally Jacoby is safe.

So we were playing man hunt last night at like 10:30, so obviously it was really dark out. How her house is set up is it is on a hill, so the side porch has room under it for people, than there are the garage doors, than the front porch, and than the sliding glass doors on yet another front porch. I was hiding under the side porch and went to run to base, which was the sliding glass doors. The first front porch was lower than I thought, so guess what, I ran right into it and hit my head.
I don't really remember running, or hitting my head, all I remember is hiding than sitting on the steps with everyone asking "Are you ok?" Lily told me I was on the ground, and couldn't stand, so she had to literally carry me to the steps.
Everyone had to stop playing and I was so embarrassed. It is my best friend's Sweet 16 and we have to stop playing because I ran into the porch lol. We spent like 20 min playing stupid "concussion" games like "what color is...?", "How many fingers am I holding up?","can you walk/stand" and such. I passed everything, shed some tears because I was embarrassed, and the fact that it hurt so much I thought I was going to be sick.
I got a ride home, took some pills ,and went to sleep. My head kills and my skin feels tight. There is and egg sized bump on my head and I have bruises on my neck, back, and head. Everytime I laugh or make a facial expression I get a horrid pain.

I am obviously the most graceful person ever. I mean yeah it was hilarious, but everyone was worried, I am embarrassed, and I really want a paper bag so I can hide my face forever lol

So an update in Kyle, he can't remember anything that happened, it is all a blank to him. He has stitches along the side of his face and on his cheek, and fractured cheekbone. I am so relieved that that is all he suffered and not worse. The dumb-ass Kevin didn't know Kyle's step-dad is a cop, so there is now a lawsuit against Kevin, whom is currently sitting in a cell hoping he doesn't drop the soap lol
I called him today and he was really happy to talk to me and I felt a weight lift off my chest when he assured me he was fine and would be in school = D

My friend Kyle was on vacation in Colorado, skiing, and was supposed to return Sunday. On Sunday and Monday his flight was cancelled, so he took the flight on Tuesday evening. Upon returning to Connecticut he goes to collect his baggage only to find that it has been lost. All the clothes he owned were in there, so all he is left with is what he is wearing. On top of that he has sunburn on his face that is itchy, and slightly peeling.
So today in school Kyle, whom is also the boy I like, got this kid, Kevin, a 10 day OSS. Kevin, being pissed off and all, confronted Kyle in the stairwell during Passing before G period and punched Kyle in the face. The force of the blow knocked Kyle off his feet and down a flight of stairs. Upon hitting the floor at the bottom of the steps, he smashed his head, and split the side of his face open. He was unconscious for a couple minuets before regaining slight consciousness, gasping and making these horrid, terrible noises. Teachers rushed to his side and asked him questions along the lines of "What happened?!", "Are you ok?!", and "Do you know what is going on?!" to these he responded "I don't know". He fell back into unconsciousness and the horrid gasping and wheezing slowed. Kevin was arrested for Assault and Kyle was rushed to the hospital. Imagine the shock I get when told that the boy I am crushing on whom is also one of my best guy friends, fine a couple of hours ago, is being rushed to the hospital with trouble breathing, a gash on his face, possible broken bones, and a possible concussion.
My friends and I almost started to cry during last period. Kyle is one of the sweetest people I know, he always helps me out and is there for me when I want to talk or chill. He is very calm and non-confrontational, he is on the soccer team and does good in school. What kind of asshole would send a boy like that to the emergency room?!?!? What is wrong with people these days?!??! How fucked up is the world that my friend is in the hospital because some asshole was pissed he got suspended for something retarded he did?!?! I hate people they are so stupid!
*le sigh*
That is all = )

I have no idea whom will read it.
It will be Zacky/Brian...huge surprise there lol
It will have just about anything under the category of angst.(ABF I warn you to not read it, as we all know you don't like rape)
Everything will be pretty graphic, so if you are weak of heart of against incest, rape, abuse ,and much more, I don't think you should read it.
If you could tell me if you will be reading or not so I will know if I shall post it or not, that would be great
Feedback=Love

So this sux... I have 79 "friends" but only 56 are mutual

I hate that I take the time to read people's fics, comment, and sometimes add them as a friend, and then they don't comment back or add me back

If you want me to take you off my friends list tell me please

On top of that, I feel like crap getting over Influenza just to get Mono, my life officially sux and it is cold out

Also, I hate people who write crappy fics if you tYpE lYke thiss it iznt ko0l it is annoying and it sux, And please if you write crap keep it for yourself and don't make others suffer, I say all this in the most loving possible way = )

I think I am going to take more pills and sleep again...

And if you could comment on this just to say hi, let me know you like me, that would be great = )