It’s dark in here.  Not here, the cage, but here, the room.

The room has achieved the type of darkness that is only possible when an architect decides that windows are not necessary and when the bare light bulb hanging precariously from the ceiling has forgotten its purpose.  This is the type of darkness that can find its way into your brain and ( Read more... )

“You know, we can’t see much when you’ve got your back to us, Urie,” said Pete.

Brendon blushed again and slowly turned around, replacing his hands in front of his rapidly appearing hard-on and hoping that this wouldn’t be regarded as disobedience.

“Aww, look Ryan!  He’s shy!” exclaimed Pete.

“Hands behind your head,” barked Ryan, and Brendon’s ( Read more... )

They remained like that for many minutes, locked in each others arms, Brendon’s sobs coming unashamedly as Ryan clung to him, never ever wanting to let him go.  Ryan’s head swam with images of what might have driven Brendon to this.  “What happened baby?”  He finally asked.  “What happened?”

“They just…I couldn’t…I’m not part of them Ryan…I’m not ( Read more... )

They woke up together the next morning, arms wrapped around each other, their tiny bodies barely taking up a quarter of the large hotel bed.  They kissed passionately and ground against one another until Ryan forced himself to jump up out of bed and head to the shower before his lust overcame his control.

Ryan was all about control.  He ( Read more... )

Ryan rose from the chair, stepped over the pile in front of him and stood close to Brendon looking down at the stubborn boy.  “I know what you need, Brendon.  And that’s a different thing entirely.  Now are you going to behave yourself and let me have my way with you or am I going to have to lock you in that closet over there and let you think ( Read more... )

Ryan being Ryan he began to research.  He read anything and everything he could get his hands on that had to do with the art of dominance and submission.  He trawled through countless images online, some which scared the bejesus out of him quite frankly, but some which intrigued and aroused him in a previously inconceivable way.

He began to ( Read more... )

Once Brendon’s breathing had slowed and his whimpers had ceased, Ryan had simply taken the boy’s hands, now untied, and led him out of the room to a back door and into the moonlit street.  Ryan had hailed a cab and opened the door to let Brendon inside.  Ryan had only spoken to direct the driver to a hotel a few blocks away and Brendon had shuffled ( Read more... )

By six o’clock all four band members lay asleep in a pile on Jon’s bed, gentle music still strumming in the background.  Their security guy Zach was the one to discover the sight and he took a picture with his camera phone before gently waking the lads from their slumber and reminding them that they had a party to attend.  Pete Wentz was holding a ( Read more... )

They all slept in the next morning, their bodies subconsciously aware that this was a rare day off and it was time to recharge the batteries.

Brendon woke up first in his own bunk where Ryan had tucked him before he and Spencer had indulged in one of their late night life-the-universe-and-everything conversations, which had gone on until the ( Read more... )

The next few days were a blissful blur.  Every morning Brendon would wake up in Ryan’s arms and just lay there, paralysed with fear that Ryan would wake up and ask him to leave.  And every morning Ryan would eventually awake, catch sight of Brendon staring at him, roll his eyes and pull the smaller boy closer to him, nuzzling his neck and falling ( Read more... )