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Going to KILL the local Mag shop/Bookstore

slavetothislove — 2009-12-22T06:11:00Z

SERIOSLY!!! GET OFF YOU FUCKING ASSES AND PUT OUT THE NEW KERRANG ALREADY!! WTF The Special Greenday issue has been there for months

I WANT MY VILLE!!!!!

Oh and they wont oder Big cheese for me or Rocksound.

WTF!!!!

Merry Xmas to me!!

*breaths*

In a world where stupidity rules

slavetothislove — 2008-10-29T18:45:00Z

1. Being Gay Is Not Natural
And real Americans always reject unnatural things like eyeglasses, polyester, and air conditioning, tattoos, piercings and silicon breasts...

2. Gay Marriage Will Encourage People To Be Gay
In the same way that hanging around tall people will make you tall.

3. Legalizing Gay Marriage Will Open The Door To All Kinds Of Crazy Behavior
People may even wish to marry their pets because a dog has legal standing and can sign a marriage contract. Lamps are next.

4. Straight Marriage Has Been Around A Long Time And Hasn't Changed At All
Hence why women are still property, blacks still can't marry whites, and divorce is still illegal.

5. Straight Marriage Will Be Less Meaningful If Gay Marriage Were Allowed
And we can't let the sanctity of Britney Spears' 55-hour just-for-fun marriage be destroyed.

6. Straight Marriages Are Valid Because They Produce Children
So therefore, gay couples, infertile couples, and old people shouldn't be allowed to marry because our population isn't out of control, our orphanages aren't full yet, and the world needs more children.

7. Obviously Gay Parents Will Raise Gay Children
Since, of course, straight parents only raise straight children.

8. Gay Marriage Is Not Supported By Religion
In a theocracy like ours, the values of one religion are imposed on the entire country. That's why we have only one religion in America.

9. Children Can Never Succeed Without A Male And A Female Role Model
Which is exactly why we as a society expressly forbid single parents to raise children.

10. Gay Marriage Will Change The Foundation Of Society; We Could Never Adapt To New Social Norms
Just like we haven't adapted to cars, the service-sector economy, or longer life spans.

To me... Love sees no color or sex.. when you love you love.. your heart feels it.. your soul knows it..

I love a girl right now... and there is nothing wrong with it!!!

Icons I've made

slavetothislove — 2008-06-27T12:20:00Z

Gay Doom

slavetothislove — 2008-06-03T20:55:00Z

GAY DOOM: The protagonist arrives at the tower while smoking a fag and with his skater best friend in tow. The skater ollie's off of the dragons nose, and when he doesn't land the trick, tosses his skateboard at the dragon's head in a fit of rage. The dragon is effectively killed as the protagonist watches and giggles like a love-sick teenager. The princess then lets down her hair to the protagonist and his best friend, who climb up and violate EACH OTHER in the most sensual way, leaving the princess hot and bothered and praying for a threesome. ♥

LOL

The Walk (wallpaper I made)

slavetothislove — 2008-05-02T08:31:00Z

Submission

slavetothislove — 2008-04-19T21:32:00Z

Sexiness

slavetothislove — 2008-04-14T06:47:00Z

Yup.. I did it again... I'm such a good Vammer..

He was 15 Part 6

slavetothislove — 2008-02-22T12:16:00Z

Painful days turned into lonely weeks, long lonely weeks turned into hate filled months, and that turned into forgetful years.

Slowly memories faded and the two boys began to forget each other.

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Bam could never forget the lovely face of the Fin; he looked in the locket every night before laying his head on the old tattered pillow that for one night his loves head rested on. He couldn't count how many times he had pulled it out of the trash, screaming at his Mother to never go in his room, never throw his stuff away. He just couldn't part with that pillow and the night he realized it no longer smelled like the older boy he cried himself to sleep, all memories of the Fin had faded, all but his face in that one small picture. He couldn't hear his dorky laugh anymore, couldn't remember what his lips tasted like, his hair, skin, voice, and smell, it was all gone.

Day by day he went on with his life, skating and becoming a pro at it, everyone wanted the young American skater from Westchester and soon he even stopped looking in the locket, stop wearing it, stopped trying to remember. He wanted to forget, and he did.

He found other people to pass time with, other loves, or so he thought, but in the end he just used them, it was all he knew, to use for his own needs. Boys and girls came and went, never filling the hole inside him, a hole he couldn't even remember why he had.

His popularity and crazy videos of outrageous stunts and stupidity soon caught the attention of a TV show called Mtv, Bam knew Mtv, watched it all the time and when he got a call from his manger that they wanted to talk to him about putting the younger boy and his band of miscreants on TV Bam leaped at the offer and soon was a new found rising star.

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Ville found going to school helped him pass the time. He did start that band with his small group of friends and in no time become popular in their hometown.

Ville had forgotten about the sweet boy he had left behind and never thought of him again. He found pretty little things to play with, to fuck through his bed late at night, he was never without someone in his bed, and they all wanted a piece of the new sexy front man. Ville always thought he was the one using, but he was the one being used, his bed was always empty the next day and he liked it that way, yet every morning he would wake to an empty sadness that would wash over him, claim him for a few painful minutes then fade away. He always thought something was missing; he wasn't whole and couldn't understand why.

Soon his little band had gained such popularity after doing a remake of a well liked song called wicked game that they were asked to play a few local festivals and the area magazines ate them up. Ville had become the new face of dark romantic goth rock, the new sexy front man that all the girls wanted to bed and most of the boys got too. He always felt like he was searching for something, something that he thought he could find in the person he would bring to bed each night, but in the end he was left even more empty and slowly sank into depression, soon only finding comfort in the dark fluids that were held in a wide assortment of oddly shaped bottles, then nothing mattered but music and his next drunk fuck.

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Back and forth, Bam skated on his own ramp, in his own backyard, on his property and still he was missing something. He skated up the side of the ramp and slid back down on his knees and just laid there gazing up into the large tree above him as his board rolled past him and stopped. His mind was racing with thoughts of a long forgotten face, a face he could almost picture. He found out that he was going to be doing a skate demo in a far off country, Finland to be exact, and he felt his heart twinge, something it hadn't done in a long time.

He felt a tear run down the side of his face and quickly brushed it away, he couldn't figure out why but something inside of him was not right.

"Hey Bam Bam!" his brother called from the house, you better come in and get some sleep, we lave in 6 hours.

"Finland," se sighed, grabbing his board and heading to the house. He wracked his brain as he slowly went to his room. That face kept drifting through his mind, he could almost see it, almost reach out and touch it, green eyes, all he could see were sad green eyes..

Finally making his way to his bed he flopped back onto in with a groan, as he did something fell to the floor behind it. Wondering what nasty, hard piece of food had been stuck behind his bed he moved to the floor and peaked under. It was dark and dusty. Old bread and dirty socks were pushed out of the way along with some things that even Bam wasn't sure what they were, till he saw it, a glint of something silver. He reached for it, feeling the smooth metal at his finger tips he pulled it out and opened his hand.

Suddenly a wave of memories hit him, it made him tremble.

**Memory Flash**

"Ville… I…" Bam lifted his eyes back to Ville's, " put it on for me?"

Ville smiled and leaned down, capturing Bam's lips in a quick heated kiss, "turn around,"

Slowly Bam turned holding his most precious gift out to be placed forever around his neck by the one person who meant the most to him in this world.

He watch Ville's large hands hold the necklace out and wrap it around his neck, his hand reaches up, holding the locket to his chest as Ville places a soft kiss on the back of his neck.

**End Memory**

"Ville," Bam gasped, moving his thumb over the small heart shaped locket. "Oh Ville, how could I have forgotten you?" Slowly he opened the locket and felt tears sting his eyes as he gazed at the old faded pictures, his heart ached and he crawled on to his bed.

That night Bam cried himself to sleep once again, his body buzzed with a mixture of love and hate, would he see the Fin again? Would Ville remember him? Would he still love him? Bam drifted off, the only joy he found was that he might see his beloved Ville again.

When Bam woke in the morning he came face to face with his brother, a sad expression on his face.

Bam," Jess said softly, "are you ok?"

Bam cleared his throat and sat up. "yea, why?"

Jess held out his hand, in his palm laid the locket. "I found this on the floor," he said handing it back to his little brother.

"Oh, umm, yea I'm fine," Bam said taking the locket back, looking sown at it and sighing. " I had forgotten about this," he sighed, closing it before pushing it into his pocket.

"You're going to Finland you know," his brother said, resting his hand on Bam's knee, " Maybe you'll… Maybe Ville will be there,"

Bam smiled and got up from bed. "yea, maybe. But it's been so long, I doubt he'll even remember me."

"Maybe you should look for him," Jess said watching his brother pack for the trip.

"Jess, I really don't want to talk about it ok? I would rather forget again," he sighed and lugged his bag out the door.

Soon Bam found him self on a plane heading off to Finland, memories of the tall Fin flooded his mind, made his stomach flip and his heart burn, 'would he see Ville again?'

"Dude! That guy looks like a chic," he heard one of his friends say from behind him, "a really hot chic."

Bam being bi wanted to see the picture and peaked over the seat.

"Let me see this hot guy," he chirped grabbing the magazine and flopping back in his seat. He flipped through the pages until bright green eyes caught his attention. He stopped and flipped back a few pages. "OH MY GOD!" he screeched, there before his eyes was Ville, he looked older and sexier than Bam remembered. His eyes were lined with thick lines of kohl, his lips were cherry red and his hair was shot and curly. Bam groaned looking over his long body, still thin and pale, he gasped when he saw a bit of ink peaking out from under his pants, Ville had gotten a tattoo and Bam longed to see it. Suddenly he became very aware of his pants growing tighter and smiled evilly to himself before heading to the bathroom with the magazine under his arm.

Locking the door, Bam turned and looked down at the picture of the Fin.

"God you're fucking beautiful Ville," he moaned feeling his cock swell and press against his jeans. Slowly Bam let his hand trail down his chest, closing his eyes, he imagined it was the Fin's long fingers caressing him. Moving his hand to his pants, he popped the button, letting his hand wrap around his length and pumping it hard. With in a few minutes he was panting, he peaked at the picture on the counter again and called out the older boys name for the first time in years as he cam hard into his fist.

He was 15 part 5

slavetothislove — 2008-02-21T09:03:00Z

Slowly the morning sun rose, breaking through the trees and into the boy's bedroom window, shining down on the sleeping body stretched across the bed.

The light crept up the boy's body; bending and molding to his shape, it moved over his chest as it slowly rose and fell. Bite marks and scratches were visible on the boys tan skin, remnants of the nights passionate activates.

He groaned, bring his arm over his eyes as the sun tried to wake him. Slowly the fog of sleep cleared, he smiled and rolled over, reached across his bed and found the spot next to him to be empty and cold. He furrowed his brow, pouted slightly and opened his eyes. The sight before him made him want to cry, yes his bed was empty and the Fin was no where in the room, even his clothes were gone. Suddenly the boy felt used.

Bam pulled the pillow to him that the Fin had used, cuddled it to his chest and began to tremble, tears pricked his eyes and he let them fall shut again pinching the tears from them, letting the wetness streak down his cheeks and soak into the pillow.

'Had Ville used him?' he thought to himself, 'were all the sweet words and gentle touches just away to get what he wanted?' he clutched the pillow tightly as the pain in his heart spread through his body and he sobbed.

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Ville breathed in deep, letting the crisp morning air fill his burning lungs as he wiped at his wet cheeks. He had no idea what he was going to do, he loved the younger boy, wanted to be by his side for the rest of his life, if there was anyway he could take Bam with him he would. He felt his heart sink into the pit of his stomach; he knew he had to tell the boy he was leaving, that he'd be gone for months, and possibly longer.

"Fuck!" he sobbed, dropping his troubled head to his knees, wrapping his arms around them as he cried. 'What was he going to do'?

The Fin wiped at his face, sniffling, he put the dead butt of his cigarette in the can next to him, he was to upset to even smoke it and just watched it burn. He cleared his throat and stood up, took in one more soothing breath and walked back into the house.

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Bam sat on his bed, the memories of the night filled his head, made his chest burn, again he felt sick, but this time there would be no overwhelming feeling of exticy chancing it from his tummy. Quickly he ran to the bathroom with his hands clasped over his mouth, making it to the toilet in time to empty himself. Sobs wracked his body as he slumped over the rim of the bowel; his tears joined the contents of his stomach as he reach up and flushed his shame away.

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Ville walked slowly towards Bam's room, he shuffled his feet, head hung low and paused outside the door.

"God, I don't want to do this," he said to himself, running his long fingers through his fuzzy mess of curls and opened the door. The bed was empty. Ville felt a slight panic grip him, 'Where did he go?' he mentally asked himself as he gazed around the room. 'Did he wake and realize this was wrong after all?'

The Fin sighed and smiled slightly when he hear the shower turn on, "Thank God!" he said out loud, walked across the room and flopped down on the bed wincing when his face stuck to the wet pillow. "Eww!" he giggled, "Bam must have drooled in his sleep." Tossing the damp pillow aside he laid his head on the dry one, closing his eyes as the scent of the younger boy filled his senses, he always found it odd that a boy would smell like lilacs and vanilla but Bam did and Ville loved it. Soon the deep breaths he was taking maid him tired and his eyes slid shut, a small smile graced his face, one last long, deep breath and he drifted off to sleep.

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Curled into a small ball, in the steam filled bathroom, the younger boy cried under the spray of hot water. He laid there till the water turned cold and his tears had washed away before shutting the water off and stepping out on to the cold tile floor. He wrapped a towel around his waist and tossed one over his head, drying his hair as he walked back into his room and sat on his bed.

With a heavy sigh he pulled the towel off his head and threw it at the wall, before flopping back on his bed.

Bam froze for a second when he laid across something hard and it moved, he jumped and flipped over quickly.

"Oh my God," he gasped, covering his mouth so the excited squeal that was to fallow wouldn't wake the dozing Fin. Bam felt silly for what he had been thinking, Ville wouldn't ever leave him, he loved him. The younger boy moved slowly up the bed to lay next to the sleeping Fin, resting on his elbow, he let his fingers dance softly across the pale skin of Ville's cheek, listening to the quiet purr of the older boys snore. He wanted so badly to pull the fin to him, hold him so tight he couldn't breathe, kiss him till every inch of that creamy, milky colored skin had been touch by his lips.

Bam's chest tightened and he smiled as the Fin began to wake; he yawned and stretched his long lithe frame across the bed, tossing one arm and leg over the younger boy's body as he settled back into the bed. Bam couldn't hold back any longer and pounced the drowsy Fin.

"Oh Willa, I love you!" Bam couldn't help but cry as he curled around the shocked and still sleepy older boy. He nuzzled his face against the Fin's neck, breathing in the smokey smell of his hair, realizing he must have been out side smoking when he woke.

Once Ville realized it was Bam who had jumped him he melted back into the bed, wrapping his long arms around the boy he kissed his cheek and nuzzled him.

"I love you too Bammie," he cooed, letting his hands slip down the boys bare back, his fingers moving slowly over his muscles till he cupped the boys round ass, he squeezed. He frowned when the boy giggled, he knew he was going to miss that sweet little giggle. The feel of his hair against his cheek when ever they hugged. His soft lips, the way his skin raised up after the boys touch. He felt a tear run down his cheek and buried his face in Bam's damp hair, His chest shuddered and he took a shaky breath as he felt the younger boy move.

Bam smiled brightly as he looked up at the Fin's face but that was short lived.

"Are you crying Willa?" the boy asked, pushing a few stray hair off Ville's forehead. "Please don't cry.

The Fin turned his face from the boy and gazed out the window.

"Ville?" The smaller boy asked, folding his arms across the older boy's chest and gazing at him.

"Bam," Ville sighed, "I have something to tell you."

"What is it Willa?" Bam asked, a bit a fear in his voice. His blue eyes darted back and forth between the two sad green pools before him, his brow furrowed and he sat up a bit. "Ville? What is it? You're scaring me."

Ville mentally slapped himself. Why didn't he just keep his mouth shut till the last day? He could have still had two beautiful days with Bam. But he knew why he chose now to tell the boy. He hoped they could work things out, find a way to still be together while he was away, that when he left he would know that Bammie would always be here waiting for him.

With a heavy sigh Ville push himself up causing Bam to sit up and move next to him. Ville pulled a smoke out of his pack and lit it, taking the first relaxing hit and blowing it out before turning to Bam.

"You remember when I went to that open house for school back home?" he asked, flipping the cigarette between his fingers. He looked into Bam's eyes and watched his face droop and his eyes sparkle with tears.

"W-Willa, No," he said, his voice shaking, he stared into the Fin's eyes silently begging him not to say what he knew he was going to.

Ville sighed and leaned his head back against the wall, pulling the smoke from the corner of his mouth. "Bam, I.." he didn't get to finish, Bam cut him off.

"FUCK YOU!" the younger boy shouted as he jumped from the bed, "Don't I mean anything to you? What about last night?"

The Fin watched as Bam paced the room, mumbling to himself, flinging his arms up into the air before he punched the wall next to the door.

"Bammie, Please?" Ville gasped, jumping form the bed and walking towards the shaking boy. He placed his hand on the younger boy's shoulder, "Bammie? Listen I'm.."

NO! Bam screamed as he turned around, his little fist struck the older boy hard, knocking him down to the floor. "Don't you ever call me that again! You have lost the right too"

The Fin stared up at the boy, wiping his bleeding lip, his eyes watered and a flood of tears ran down his cheeks. "No, Bam Please, Listen to me."

"I'll never listen to you again, you used me, had your fun and now you're leaving me." Bam angrily wiped at his tears, he hated that he was crying, "I fucking hate you!" he screamed, "I don't ever want to see you again!"

"Bammie no, you don't mean that!" The older boy cried, grabbing the very hand that hit him and nuzzled against it.

"Don't Call Me That!" Bam growled, yanking his hand away from the sobbing Fin, "Leave!"

"But Baby, I'll be back. Please don't do this," Ville begged as he stood up, "I'm not leaving you!" The older boy took a few steps forward, reached out and pulled the boy into a hug, "Please? I don't want to loose you."

At first the smaller boy struggled, pushed against the Fin's chest, beat on it, but it was no good, Ville had his arms locked around him and sobbed into his hair. Soon the smaller boy stopped fighting and cried.

"Why are you leaving me? Don't you love me anymore?"

"Oh God Bam, No. I love you so much, I want to be with you always." The Fin whimpered, stroking the boys soft brown curls, taking in the way his hair smelled, the way it curled around his fingers so he wouldn't forget.

"Then why?" Bam whispered, leaning back to look up into the older boys face, "just stay with me then, Willa please?" Bam shook his head and buried his face against the Fin.

"I… I can't Bammie," the taller boy whispered, letting his hands travel along the boys back, "I want to go to this school, I have to go."

Suddenly he was pushed back with great force and fell to the floor again; he landed hard and looked up at the smaller boy in shock. Bam stood before him, fists clenched, head down. His blue eyes flashed with fire behind his hair as he growled.

"GET OUT!"

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Later that day Ville found himself sitting alone in the park, resting up against the very tree where it had all started. He sobbed quietly, remembering their first kiss, how cute the younger boy had looked as he tried to tell him the way he felt and now he would also remember the way the boy looked as his heart broke. Ville left his heart back at that house, left it with the only one he would ever truly love.

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The next two days went by painfully slow, for both boys. When ever Ville would call the younger boy would just hang up on him. If he showed up, Bam locked his door and blared his music to drown out the Fins pleading voice.

On the last day Ville came to the boy's house and was lucky enough to have an unexspecting Bam open the door.

They both stood there, staring at each other, Bam's eyes raged with hate and the Fin's with pain.

"What are you doing here?" the younger boy said with hate on his tongue.

"I… I wanted to say good bye before I left," the Fins whimpered, and tell you I love you."

"Yea, well bye." With that Bam slammed the door in the older boys face.

Bam stood looking at the door for a few minutes, inside he hoped the older boy would knock again, if he only knocked again he would fall into his arms and everything would be ok but the second knock never came, the Fin left and Bam's heart broke forever.

"Fuck you!" The young boy screamed at the door, "Fuck you!" then he quickly turned and ran up the stares to his room, slamming the door he fell onto his bed in tears. "I hate you." He cried, "Damn it Ville, Why did this have to happen?" He sat up, clutching the little silver heart to his chest, the pain was too much for him, and he thought for sure he would die.

With a surge of anger he ripped the necklace from around his neck and hurled it at the wall with a heart breaking scream. Upon hitting the wall the little sliver heart popped open and fell to the floor.

Bam wiped his eyes and stared at it, he didn't know it was a locket. Slowly he got up off the bed and made his way to the necklace on the floor, there on each side of the heart was a picture, one of him and one of the Fin.

Bam fell to the floor in tears what had he done? He just threw away the best thing to happen to him. He spent the rest of the night gazing at the open locket in his hand, letting the tears pour down his face, he would never forget the one he let slip through his fingers because of his stupidity.

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The Fin let out a big sigh as he boarded the plane, he looked back over his shoulder, hoping to see the younger boy running towards him begging him to stay. If he would have asked just one more time, just once more, he would have stayed. Instead the older boy stepped onto a plane and blew a last kiss to the boy his heart belonged to. Soon the plane was in the air and Ville watched West Chester vanish beneath the clouds. He closed his eyes and told the younger boy one last time that he loved him and said goodbye.

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**** CRIES EYES OUT****

He was 15 part4

slavetothislove — 2008-02-19T21:46:00Z

READ 3 FIRST!!!

*hands you a towel to clean yourself up with after you read* *WINK*

Bam looked at his brother, his head cradled to the older boys chest, a huge smile played across Jess's face, the boy smiled turning his head to snuggle it into Ville's warmth, "I love you so much Willa, I'm so glad you're back."
The older boy looked down as Bam pulled back, gazing into his eyes. A large hand found the younger boys cheek, lightly stroking a few curls out of the way before cupping the cheek and placing a whisper soft kiss on his nose.
The Fins shuddered with joy as Bam giggled and blushed; his dark lashes hid his blue eyes and within that split second Ville never want to see those eyes hidden again. His wish was granted when the big blue orbs busted open again. The older boy felt his heart stop and he held back a moan as their eyes met again.
"Willa, you have to tell me how it went, what was it like, what did you do, met anyone, make new friends, see old ones…"
Whoa! Bammie, slow down," the Fin laughed, ruffling the younger boy's hair. "I'll tell you anything you like, just ask one question at a time."
Jess watched, smiling as the pair walked off. Ville's large hand resting on the small of Bam's back, Bam held tight to the older boys waist, giggling like a girl as they walked out the front door together again.
Each day the two got to spend together was a blessing, even outside of school they had separate lives.
Bam being the little skate brat he was, soon got noticed and found out he would soon have to go one skate tours and do demos. The thought of having to leave his sexy Fin behind almost made him say no, but Ville talked him into doing it, saying it was a good idea, that Bam was the best and would make tons of money. Bam always knew he was the best in the older boys eyes and the only reason he cared about money was so he could shower the Fin with gifts, take him places he had never been. So with those thoughts in his head he signed the dotted line.
Ville had reasoning behind talking Bam into doing it, he knew it would help distract his young love and help Bam deal with him leaving for school in the fall and that day was quickly approaching.
Sooner than he had hoped the day had come, Jess had made plans for Ville to stay at his house for the weekend while their parents were gone to visit family. He knew this was the Fins last weekend here and wanted his brother and Ville to have some time to be together.

Ville silently paced Bam's room, he wracked his brain trying to come up with the best way to tell him he was leaving, God how he wished he didn't have too but he really wanted this, he wanted to be a singer, to start up a good band with his friends back home and when he did he could take his Bammie away from their separate lives and live together.
He slumped down on the boys bed, almost in tears, his heart was breaking, bleeding. Letting his head fall into his hands, he tugged at his hair, he hated himself right now, hated everything, everything but the boy singing happily in the shower. He was gonna have to break the heart of that sweet boy, he knew Bam would see it as him ripping it out and stomping it under foot. He took a deep breath and pulled out a smoke before going to the open window and lighting up. He never heard the water shut off or the bathroom door open.
Bam stood, dripping wet, a towel draped lightly around his hips, gazing at the outline of the taller boy as he stood in front of the window. He watched the Fin bring his cigarette to his lips, watch those lips wrap lightly around the end, his cheeks hollowed and he sucked. The younger boy shuddered, remembering what it was like to have those soft pink lips slipping down around him, he felt himself blush and grow hard just thinking about it. He bit his lip and moved slowly towards the smoking Fin, taking care not to make any noise. Once he was right behind him he tapped the taller boy on his shoulder and dropped his towel.
Ville jumped and turned to see who had tapped him, he didn't think it would be what he saw. His mouth fell open and his eyes grew large at the sight before him. There stood Bam, his bright blue eyes gazed up at him, wet curls clung to his red cheeks as he chewed his bottom lip.
"Hello Willa," the younger boy purred, as he watched Ville's eyes drag painfully slow down his wet body. He could almost feel his eyes on him, it made his already hard cock ache and his whole body flushed.
"Oh My God," Ville gasped, blindly feeling for the cup behind him he was putting his butts out in. "B-Bam, what are you doing?" The Fin's eyes glanced past the naked body before him to the door, taking note that it was shut and locked. Bam had plans.
Ville stumbled backwards as the boy took a step towards him. He would have fallen to the floor if it wasn't for the wall being behind him, which he hit hard, knocking his already escaping breath from his body.
"Bammie?" he gasped as the smaller boy pressed his heated body against him, instantly he could feel the warmth coming from the younger boys flesh as his t-shirt sucked up the moisture from Bam's skin.
"Your shirt is wet," Bam whispered, letting his eyes fall between them, "I think it needs to come off."
Ville could only nod as Bam fisted his shirt and pulled it up over his head, letting his eyes roll back as the boys still damp skin slid against him and honey sweet lips captured his in a heated kiss.
Bam's hands moved over the Fin's skin, goose bumps radiated out from his touch making the older boy moan and shiver. Bam pulled back and licked his lips, savoring the taste of the Fins smokey mouth.
With out a word said between them they knew what was going to happen tonight and they both wanted it.
Slowly Ville pushed the younger boy back towards the bed, gripping the back of his hair, feeling the water trail down his arm as he found the sweet spot on Bam's neck.
The smaller boy whimpered, wrapping his arms desperately around the Fin.
"I need you Willa," Bam groaned, his finger tips digging into Ville's back as he was slowly lower on to the bed. "Please, oh God please, let me feel you."
Ville released the younger boy, eyeing the red patch of skin on his neck, letting his hands slip down his chest. He had never seen such beauty in his life. Laying here on this bed was an angel, his angel.
"Baby," Ville whispered, "you are so perfect, how am I lucky enough to have you?" 'And damned enough to have to leave you' he thought to himself. "Tonight I'll make you mine."
Bam slid his hands up above his head as he watch the older boy drop to his knees in front of him. The Fins hands slid over his hips, lightly dragging his nails down his thighs before grabbing his knees and pushing his legs apart. The smaller boy moaned and tightly held on to the blanket above his head. With wide eyes he watch Ville lay soft kisses up the inside of his thighs, it was growing harder and hard not to cry out. To take a hold of the Fin's long dark curls the were now tickling his leg and shove his face into his crotch where he wanted those lips to be.
With out warning Ville slid his hands under Bam's knees and pushed his legs up.
"Hold them," The older boy said, looking up the smaller one's body to meet his gaze.
Bam nodded and wrapped his arms around his knees. He was shaking, he heard that the first time hurts really bad, but he also heard that is the best orgasm ever and since Bam had only had one orgasm not by his own hand, he knew this was going to blow his mind and he thanked any God that would listen that this beautiful angel between his legs was the one to give it to him.
Shrieking, Bam gripped the bed tight and jerked his hips, Ville had grabbed his throbbing cock and pulled it between his legs, pushing them shut so that he was free to lick any part of the younger boys arousal that he wanted.
Before Bam could say a word there was something hot and wet slipping down his length, moving lower, he moaned and shuddered as warm lips opened against his sack and sucked lightly.
"Oh God Willa," he panted, " yes. Oh yes!" Soon the lips moved lower, the wet heat was back and flicking lightly over his puckered hole.
The younger boy cried out, his legs quivered as the Fin pushed his tongue into him. He felt that warm feeling spread over his body again, it made his toes curl and his body break out into a sweat.
Ville moaned, feeling the ring of muscle constrict around his tongue, lightly ghosting his fingers over the boys leaking tip, moving them down the shaft till it was slick with precum before wrapping his long fingers around it and pumping it softly.
Bam pinched his eyes shut, tossed his head from side to side, biting his lip to stifle the moans that were seeping from deep with in his chest. His whole body reacted to the older boys relentless attack, his head buzzed, his heart beat wildly against his ribs, threatening to burst out of his chest.
"Ville, Please, I can't stand it!" he whimpered, feeling a deep knotting in his belly. "do it Willa, please. Just do it."
He groaned as the fin removed his tongue and nipped lightly at his round ass, still stroking the boys length.
"Baby are you sure you're ready for this?" Ville asked, kissing the underside of Bam's thighs, smiling against his skin as he moaned and shook.
Bam nodded rapidly, panting and clutching his knees to his chest.
"Yes, oh fuck yes," he growled, making Ville moan.
"It's gonna hurt love," the older boy said, before flicking his tongue across the boys dribbling tip, letting his eyes roll back as Bam's flavor spread over his tongue. " I don't want to hurt you babe."
Willa, Pleeeease," the boy whimpered, his voice sounding needy and dark. "I don't care how much it hurts, I just want share this with you."
Ville felt a tear slip down his cheek, he loved Bam so much, his heart swelled and he kissed the boys tip lightly before sucking a finger into his mouth, making sure to coat it well with spit.
" I love you Bammie," he whispered, before slowly sinking a finger deep into the boys entrance.
Bam gasped, and tried to pull away from the intrusion, making Ville quickly pull his finger out.
"I'm sorry Bammie, God I'm sorry," the Fin gasped, pulling the younger boys legs down and holding him tightly, Stroking his damp hair as he rocked him in his arms.

"I didn't mean to hurt you, Oh God I'm so sorry" the older boy whimpered, a few tears fell from his eyes, falling on to Bam's shoulders.

Bam pulled back slightly, lovingly looking up into Ville's sad green eyes. Reaching out, the smaller boy pushed the hair out of the Fin's face, using his thumbs as he cupped Ville's flushed cheeks he dried his tears.

"I love you baby, so much," Bam whispered before moving up to capture the Fin's slightly swollen lips with his own.

Ville felt his body shake as the boys lips brushed against his own, he pinched his eyes shut, letting more tears slip from his eyes as Bam parted his lips with a soft pink tongue, claiming the inside of the older boys mouth.

Bam's soft warm tongue moved slowly, slipping under the Fin's lip, tonguing the small gap between his front teeth, loving the way he made the older boy gasp and shudder. Pulling away, he let his hands slide down the long column of Ville's neck, continuing down his chest, raking his short nails over pale skin and peaked nipples. He rocked his hips forward, crushing both of their twitching members between them, making them both cry out in pleasure.

The smaller boy wrapped his arms around Ville, letting his tongue dance across his shoulder, crushing their bodies together, gasping as the older boy slipped his hands under his ass and stood up.

Bam's head fell back as Ville's lips moved over his jaw and down his neck, nipping at the already tender skin from his last assault. Bam groaned and rolled his hips down, feeling them slide together, slick with each other's fluid.

"Willa, try again," he moaned desperately, "I want this." He clutched the older boy tightly, feeling their heart pound wildly against each other.

"Bammie, I can't," Ville whimpered, holding the trembling boy in his arms. I'm so worried I'll hurt you to much, It would break my heart if I hurt you."

The younger boy latched on to Ville's neck, sucking hard, pinching the tender skin between his teeth. He rocked his hips against the Fin's determined to make him ravish him, lose control and just take him. And it was working. Soon Ville growled, thrusting his hips with each roll of Bam's, kneading his ass cheeks, slowly inching his fingers towards The boys quivering entrance.

"Fuck! Willa, Just do it!" Bam growled, letting the tip of his tongue slip into the Fin's ear.

"God Bam," Ville moaned, letting his finger circle around the boy's ring of muscle still slick with spit Ville pressed just the tip of his finger to it, feeling it slowly slip around him. He stopped when he was in to his first knuckle, feeling the boy shudder and gasp.

"Are you ok love?" the older boy whispered hotly against the younger boy's neck as his head fell to his shoulder. He felt the boy nod, gripping his shoulders tight and panting heavily.

"More." The boy moaned, pushing himself back against the Fin's finger, biting his lip against the pain as it slipped in farther, throwing his head back in a silent scream as Ville pushed it hard into him.

"Nuuuuh, oh God Ville" Bam finally groaned, feeling the pain dull fade into some thing else and crawl up his spine making his whole body buzz. The Fin had found his sweet spot on the first try and was stroking it softly, making the boys whole body jerk with each poke at his prostate.

The smaller boy gasped with each shudder that wracked his body, "More," he moaned, his hips rocking faster. "Please, I need you so bad baby."

Slowly the two fell back onto the bed, there bodies still entwined. Ville sunk his finger deep into the younger boy's heat, jabbing the little bundle of nerves, making Bam squeal. The boy's body arched up to meet the Fins lips as they closed around a sensitive peaked nipple, he gasped. Rocking his hips back against the finger with in him.

"Shitshitshit!" he cursed as two more fingers slipped into him, the burn from the quick intrusion made him shudder and hold tightly to the body above him.

Ville moved his fingers around within the silky walls of Bam's body, stretching him with each slight withdraw of his fingers before pushing them back in to strike his spot again. He couldn't help but watch his lover's face, watching him bite his lips and cry out as pleasure over took his body. The Fin was in awe, never in his life had he seen anything more beautiful than the boy writhing beneath him. Bam was his, this angel belonged to him. His heart was over flowing with love, his body buzzed from it and he knew he would never love another like he loved his little Bammie.

"Are you ready?" Ville panted, watching the sapphire blue eyes rolled back into Bam's head.

"Yesssss," came the boy's needy reply as he dug his nails into the Fin's back. "Oh fuck yes."

Ville leaned down, kissing Bam deeply before removing his fingers from the smaller boy's body, making him gasp and pout against his lips. Slowly Ville slid his lips dawn Bam's neck, nipping at his chest as he slid down his body. Pulling away he locked eyes with Bam as he rested on his knees before the boy's shaking legs. Their tummies were slick and shined from the mixture of the fluids, instantly the scent filled the air, making Ville's eyes roll back as he slick himself with precum before lining up with the younger boys twitching entrance.

Bam's eye flew open and he sat up on his elbows, his cock twitched and pulsed, it drooled as much as he did for the Fin to touch him, claim him, make him his forever. Bam smiled, knowing they would be together forever after tonight. Ville hide his frown as he looked into his love's eyes, how was he going to tell him after this? He pushed the thought out of his mind, right now he needed to make his Bam happy and give him what he wanted, and what he wanted was him.

Moaning as he pumped himself, rubbing the tip of his cock against the younger boy hole, he slowly began to push in. he took great care to keep his eyes open and watch Bam's face for signs of pain, as much as he wanted to pound himself into the smaller boys body he didn't want to hurt him.

Painfully slow he slipped into the boys body, he wanted to cum already, just the thought of where he was drove him wild

Bam's back seemed to be stuck, arched up off the bed as he felt the older boy filling him. The pain raced up his spine, his mouth was held open in a silent scream, he shuddered violently as he felt Ville push against his a spot inside of him that made fire flash through his body making him pour sweat. He felt warn hands roaming over his skin, up his chest to brush the hair from his eyes, and threw his gasping breath he heard his angel speak.

"Bammie? Are you ok" The older boy asked, smoothing the brown curls back as the boys body slowly sank back down to the bed.

Bam gave no reply, he just bit his lip and pushed back against the Fins hips, making him moan and shudder. The older boy couldn't take it any longer he looked into Bam's blue eyes and sat up, gripping the boys hips.

"I love you Bam," The Fin whispered as he pulled out and slammed back into the younger boys body. Bam cried out, pain ripping through his smaller body, he clawed desperately at the bed, pulling the blankets up around him as he fought the urge to crawl away again. Soon sparks flashed before his eyes each time they fell shut, and the feel of the older boy's hands at his hips, gripping and holding him down drove him wild. Bam began to buck back. He started rolling his hips with each of the Fin's thrusts, such pleasure he had never felt before, his skin reacted to each touch of the older boys flesh to his own making him moan out loud, painting against the sweaty skin of his lover.

Bam found himself lifting his legs, letting Ville wrap his arms under them and move them to his shoulders. The taller boys next thrust hit that spot inside him that made him scream and his stomach muscles tense, his head fell back against the bed, as he was lifted up into the Fin's lap.

Pantign and gasping, the boys eyes locked. The smaller boy wrapped his arms around the older boys shoulders, holding tight as their foreheads met. Their breaths mixed in the small space between their open mouths, sweat ran down their faces, hair matted against burning cheeks, Ville bucked.

"Fuck!" Bam whimpered, his eyes still wide as he lost himself in the seas of green before him. "I love you more than anything Willa,"

Lips crashed together as their bodies began to move, they swallowed each others moans, soon they were both crying out, Ville was flat on his back as Bam rocked his hips against him, each down ward movement putting pressure on his sweet spot. Bam knew he couldn't take it much longer, that strange feeling he had before started to spread through his limbs, his body soon started to buzz with sensation he had never felt before, he rolled his head forward to see the fin in the throws of pleasure, his hands moved slowly over the older boys chest, taking his nipples between his thumb and fingers and pinching them roughly.

"Bam! OH GOD!" the fin screamed, he could hold back no longer, he quickly took hold of the younger boys leaking cock and began to pump it fast, keeping time with his bucking hips.

The younger boy hunched over, his head fell forward and bounce with each thrust. He dug his nails into the fin's chest, his toes curled and he felt like he would burst in two. With a violent scream, his back arched and his head fell back. His body twitched uncontrollably, stars flashed before his eyes and he the strange knotting in his belly spring free.

"I love you, I love you, I love you," the older boy chanted as the boys body clamped tight around him and his seed spilled across his chest. Finally he could let go, with the younger boys name on his lips he scream releasing himself and painting he inside of Bam's body with his fluids. Together they rode out their orgasm till Bam's body fell against the heaving chest of the gasping Fin.

Ville moved his hands up Bam's back, kissing his head before brushing the hair out of his eyes and cradling the boy to him.

"I love you Willa, Bam whispered, nuzzeling his head under the Fin's chin. " You have made me the happiest person alive."

Ville stroked him fingers through the boys damp hair, and silently cried as Bam yawned, 'What am I going to do?' he thought, 'I love this boy so much it hurts.' In four days he would be gone. 'how was he going to live without him? He had to tell him.

"Bammie?" Ville whispered, craning his neck to see his angel's face. He smiled sadly and kissed the boy's forehead. "Sleep well my love, for tomorrow I break our hearts."

Soon he let the thud of the boys heart against his cheat and his rhythmic breathing lull him to sleep, but it wasn't a blissful sleep, he was tormented by the face of his love, broken and alone.