Unbound

The Rev's POV
"We need stage names...you know like Slash, or Axl...All the greats have them and if we are going to be great, we will too." Damn, am I the only motherfucker who sees the wisdom in this? I swear if Johnny doesn't quit whining like a little girl, I'm gonna choke him out.

"Fuck you Johnny. You pick a name or I'm going to call you Gnomeo McShortshit!" I scream in Jonny's face. They may not remember Johnny or Brian, but they will remember The Reverend Tholomew Plague and if Haner and Baker don't quit laughing, no one will remember them 'cause they won't be breathing anymore.

I love these guys like brothers, but they know how serious I am about the band. This was a great idea and I wasn't going to stop until they all had stage names. I'm usually pretty easy going, but my brothers from other mothers knew how to royally piss me off! They also knew that once I set my mind to something, there was no changing it. I'm Irish damn it, stubborn is in my DNA.

"THE PARTY HAS ARRIVED!"

Well fuck me, it's the glory whore, Leana. Can this night get any better? Why the fuck is she back here? She's not part of the band and she's definitely not a groupie, and she never would be if I had anything to do with it. I hope Baker isn't tapping that! And, if he is, I hope he double bags his dick! I just can't keep my mouth shut around that bitch and I tell her that she has no business back here.

Did she really just get in my face? Well, did she try to? Didn't she realize I'm about a foot taller than her? Bad move you skank, I was already on my way to slightly pissed and you just pushed me over the edge! Cue Irish temper, which I do try to keep in check... but apparently not with her.

Baker just can't leave it alone. Is he begging? "You're both awesome drummers and I think you could be friends if you just--". "No fucking way!" Leana and I both scream at him at the same time. Well, at least we are in agreement on that issue. I can't believe that Baker thinks that I give two shits that she can bang sticks. That doesn't make her a fucking drummer! She'll never be as good as me!

And why the fuck does Zack care if we get along? Oh, I bet he IS banging her, that sick fuck. We are gonna have a brotherly discussion over this one. Not tonight 'cause I'm just too fucking pissed, but soon.

Next thing I know, she's on her tip toes screaming at me... "Besides, you're just jealous because you know I could beat your ass playing drums...and that pisses you off! Admit it Jimmy! You're fucking jealous!" That's it, I see red! "You are a delusional, psychotic bitch. The only thing you'll ever be good at is sucking dick. You can start with mine." I scream at her as I grab my package. Me, jealous of a chick? Please! Especially THAT chick!

I'm actually glad that Matt and Brian grabbed me and dragged me off when they did. I've never hit a girl; never wanted to, until now. "I fucking hate her! She is a good for nothing attention whore who is always trying to stick her nose where it doesn't belong! Who the hell does she think she is anyway!" I know I'm screaming at the top of my lungs now, but my Irish is up and I don't give a shit anymore. Goddamn, that bitch pisses me off.

Someone, either Matt or Brian, I'm not sure which because I'm totally in a red haze of rage now, said "Just relax, Jimbo--" Oh hell no, we're getting this settled once and for all... "It's the Rev now!" I scream. Oh, it was Brian and he's offering me some of his weed. Well, that might help...
I don't use the word "hate" often, but in the case of Miss Leana Silver, I really mean it! And, it's none of her Goddamn business what I buy off of her mom. I only use so I can get out of my own head for a while. I have tried the prescription shit from the doctor and it just doesn't work for me.

I was diagnosed with ADD as a kid and everyone acted like it was a bad thing. I've learned to do what I need to do to cope and now I happily admit that I have ADD: Absolute Deviant Disorder! Yeah, that's me.. I dance to the beat of a different drummer, so to speak... Damn, did I just giggle out loud at that? This is some good shit, I'll have to thank Haner later.

I only hope that Leana will keep her big mouth shut and not tell the guys that I'm buying anything stronger than weed from her mom. I am, but it's nobody's business and I'm not up to a patented Sanders sermon over the ill effects of hardcore usage.

Wow, I feel so much better....

Brian's POV

Jesus, Ji--Oops, I mean "The Rev" finally calmed down. I haven't seen him that worked up in a long time. That was one hell of a Silver Fit! I need to find out what his problem is with Leana, especially since it looks like Zack has a thing for her.

Holy Shit! Is that the Dibenedetto twins? Fuck, they look amazing tonight. I could do either or preferably both of them. Michelle is a little easier to handle than Val is. They both have changed since their dad died. They're not as snooty as they used to be, but Val has built up a brick wall around herself. She could be a hardcore bitch, but right now looking at her, all I could think about was squeezing the soft spots under that wall. Damn, they really are hot!

I punch Sanders in the arm to get his attention. "hotties at two o'clock." I whistle and voice what I had just been thinking, "Damn... It's hard to tell which one I'd rather bang tonight..." Again, I would prefer to have both, but I would definitely settle for one if I could get one of them underneath me. Ok, I've gotta stop thinking like that. If I keep it up, I'm gonna be too hard to play.

I go grab two drinks for the girls and I can't keep my eyes off of them. I was actually getting a little wood as I walked toward them. That is until Val took her glass and called me Junior. I hate that fucking nickname!

I'm usually sniffing after Michelle and she usually responds to my patented smirk with a cute little blush, but she wasn't making eye contact with me tonight. Was she blushing at Sanders?
What the fuck? He knows that I like her. We're gonna have a bros chat later about this one.

I look back at Val and she gives me a little smirk of her own. Damn, I'm hard again. Val has turned into a little spitfire and I Love a girl with spunk. I mumble something to that effect and Sanders laughs and replies, "Just give her the smirk, Haner. It always works."

I look Val up and down, just to get a real good look. Damn, she had a smart mouth, but I had something I would like to shove in it to shut her up. Shit, we needed to hit the stage. I took Val's hand and suggest that her and Michelle get closer to the stage so they can enjoy the show.

I see Val look around for Michelle. Where the fuck did she go? And, where was Sanders? Yeah, Sanders and I were gonna have a friendly discussion about respecting boundaries. I know I hadn't sealed the deal with her, but Matt knew that I have liked Michelle since middle school.

Once we get to the stage, I can't resist the urge to taste Val any longer. I kiss the back of her hand before I wink at her and jump on stage to strap on and plug in. That earned me I nice little smart assed comment & I have to laugh. Damn, she's a spitfire.

I'm not nearly finished with Valary Dibenedetto tonight. Oh no, I'm not. I have plans for her and me. Michelle was my first choice, but they are identical twins so Val will do. And, I am gonna love taming that little she devil.

I have to focus on playing, but my eyes keep straying to where Val is now standing with Michelle and Leana. After another song, I look to where the girls were standing, but Michelle is the only one there. Fuck, where did Val go? I had such great plans, I'll just have to find her later. But, there is to be no later tonight... Someone yelled COPS and all hell broke loose. Shit, time to run.

Val's POV

Leana and I finally get outside and light up our smokes. I asked her if she wanted to jam with us and she seemed stoked. I haven't heard her play personally, but I've heard a lot of people say she's really good, and we need a drummer. Michelle and I have a goal to get away from
Mommy Dearest and Captain Dickwad and we don't ever intend on going back. The only way we can figure out how to do that is to become rockstars. Mom has already made it perfectly clear that if we want to go to college, we're gonna have to figure it out ourselves, so what other choice do we have but to become rock Goddesses?

Leana and I were finishing our cigarettes when I heard the sirens. Shit, Michelle. I tried to push my way back into the warehouse, but it was no use. Too many people were running out. Michelle and I had an escape plan for situations just like this and I hope she remembers the protocol. There is nothing more I can do but go home and pray she makes it home soon.

Four hours later, the sun is starting to come up and Michelle is still not home. Shit, if she got arrested we were both in big shit. Mom would punish both of us. But, my biggest fear is that something else happened to her. I saw the way Matt Sanders was looking at her and we were gonna discuss just what was going on between the two of them. I seriously hope nothing because I know that he can be a heartbreaker, the girls at school talk.

In fact, all of the Avenged asswholes have a reputaion for being lady killers. But Damn, they were hot! Especially since they had started hitting the gym and getting inked. Wow, there was really none of them that I would kick out of my bed! Oh my God, did I just think that? I seriously need to get laid.

My mind wanders between being worried for Michelle and thoughts of Matt and Brian tied to my bed. They were the two buffest in the band and I knew they could handle my kind of kink without safewording out on me... I gotta stop this train of thought. I'm seriously getting frustrated!

After another excruciating 30 minutes worrying about Michelle (and yes, fantasizing about the Avenged guys) I hear the back door open. Then I hear the smack and the yelling begins.
I quietly start to make my way to the stairs and hear David make a snide comment about hoping that someone had showed her who was boss. Did that motherfucker just insinuate that he hoped someone had raped Chelle? That sick fuck. He's gonna pay for that one. I don't know how just yet, but it will come to me.

I stand at the top of the stairs in shock at the venom my mom and David were spewing at Michelle. I can't believe Mom just threatened to send us to our grandparents in New York. She has threatened us with that since Dad died, but this little incident might actually push the bitch to do it. That would kill Michelle. All of her friends were here and every memory we had of our dad was in this house.

I got into the kitchen just in time to hear Mom tell Michelle that she had embarrassed the family and that she was disgusted by Chelle. Did Mom really hate us that much? I mean, I know she resented how much Daddy spoiled us, but her words toward my sister were brutal. I could take that shit, I didn't have a heart, but Chelle was not as tough as me.

I wrapped my arms around her and walked her up to her room to get ready for school. You know what, if Mom expected the worst out of us, then maybe that is what she should get. I told Michelle not to worry, we would show her. I had a plan.

Michelle was really quiet on the way to school and I let her be. I was pissed that she didn't come home last night, but I didn't want to add to her misery by asking about it. All I asked her was where she had been. She wouldn't look at me and all she said was that her and Leana had ran into the woods and hid until the coast was clear. Well, that was a load of bullshit, unless Leana gave her that hicky. And if she did, that was a totally different conversation we were gonna have. I didn't want to integrate Michelle now, she had been through enough this morning. That could wait until after school when we started to implement the beginning of what I was calling "operation Bad Girl".

When we got to school, Matt and Brian were waiting for us. Was Matt eye fucking my sister? What the fuck? Matt grabbed Michelle and held her chin to look at her face. Mommy Dearest's slap had left a nice little red imprint. He looked really pissed when he asked her who had hit her. She didn't say anything, but she did burst into tears. The next thing I know, Matt wrapped his arms around her and walked her into the school. Well, two guesses where that hickey came from... She is in some serious shit when we talk this afternoon!

I look at Brian and he is just as shocked as I am, and does he look a little pissed or is it just me? This day just keeps getting better and better.

"Haner, do you know why Sanders keeps giving my sister those sinister looks? And do you know if she was with him last night?" I asked. He finally looked at me and got a shit eating grin on his face. Before I knew what was happening, he dropped a quick kiss on my lips. As I stood there looking up at him in total shock, he laughs and says, "You're a fucking genius! That's it!" "What the fuck are you talking about" I have to ask him, because I don't have a clue...

"The Rev, oh I mean Jimmy to you, came up with this idea that we needed stage names. You know, like Slash and Axl. Anyway, I've been trying to think of something catchy and you just gave it to me!" he gushes as he grabs me and swings me in circles.

Is he for real? I can't take anymore so I scream in his face, "Put me down you idiot. What the hell are you talking about. And, can you be serious for a minute? I think something is going on between Matt and Michelle." Well, that got his attention. He immediately put me down and looked at me. Yeah, I think he's a little pissed. Well, I'm not thrilled about it myself.

He finally finds his voice, "I don't know if anything is going on between them, but I will find out. And, as far as you being a genius", he smirks, "you just gave me my stage name." And with that, he gave me another quick kiss.

"Will you stop doing that!" I huff out which earns me a smirk. "What name did I give you?" He gets the biggest smile on his face that I have ever seen and replies, "Hi, I'm Synyster Gates, but you can call me Syn!"

I can't keep the giggle from slipping out of me and oh my God, do I hate to giggle. Bri...sorry, Syn, looks at me with a puzzled look on his face and says, "I like that sound." "What sound?" I question. "Your giggle, but I would really love to hear you screaming my name." WHAT? Where the hell did that come from? I think he has brain damage...

School lasted forever. Everytime I turned around, Matt was with Michelle. He had his arm around her or was holding her hand. There is something definitely going on there. Brian was always with Matt, so I had to deal with him all day too.

I was at my locker after lunch when I felt hands around my hips and I got pulled into a rock hard chest. Before I could respond, I felt a breath tickle my neck and Brian's voice say, "God you smell so good. I could eat you up." Well, that elicited a response in my lady parts. When did he get so fucking hot? I was really starting to get wet, and if he didn't let me go soon, I was afraid I was going to jump him right here in the hall.

I turned in his arms and felt his rock hard body, ALL of it. Holy shit, Haner was HUNG and he was hard. I licked my lips as I looked into his chocolate brown eyes. What I saw there almost stopped my heart. All I could see was pure lust. Wow, I was seriously feeling the same way right now. I slid my arms up his chest to wrap my arms around his neck as he slid his mouth to mine.

This wasn't the little pecks I got earlier, oh no, this kiss was full of lust and promise. I opened my mouth to sigh and Brian took full advantage of it. He plunged his tongue into my mouth and devoured me. Holy shit! The boy could kiss! That was my last thought as his hands slid down to grab my ass. The next thing I know, my legs were wrapped around his waist and his bulging cock is grinding into my completely drenched core.

I don't know how long we were locked in that kiss, but I eventually heard two people clear their throats. Brian broke the kiss and looked up at Matt and Michelle who both were staring at us with their mouths hanging open. Brian helped me slide down his body until my feet touch the floor, then put his arm around me and turned to look Matt in the eyes. "Sanders. What's up?" Matt finally regains his voice and chuckles. "I could ask you the same thing, Haner, but everyone around can see what's up. Do you think you can calm the monster before you scare someone?" Brian just smirked and looked at Michelle before he kissed my neck again. I'm speechless.

At the end of the day, the boys are waiting for us at Matt's car. Matt looks at Michelle with a little gleam in his eye before he asks, "Can I give you a ride?" I can't let it go..." You most certainly can not ride my sister Sanders so back off. Besides Michelle & I have an appointment we have to go to." Michelle looks confused and asks, "We do?" I just smile at her and wink.

After we chat with the Avenged boys for a few more minutes, Chelle and I start to walk to the buss stop. "Where are we going? And, what is going on with you and Brian?" Michelle finally asks. I just grin at her and reply, "It's a surprise and I have no fucking idea."

We get off the bus uptown and walk to Huntington Beach Ink, the local tattoo shop. Michelle and I had been talking about getting tatts for a while, but we hadn't because we didn't want to piss off Mommy Dearest. Michelle looked up at me and laughed. "You ready?" I ask. "Let's do this." she replies.

We open the door and are immediately bombarded with someone screaming at the top of his lungs. "Synyster Gates? That's fucking awesome!" Jimmy Sullivan screamed, not using his inside voice. I don't even know if he has an inside voice...

Shit, if Jimmy's here the rest of the guys will be too. We round a corner and Zack and Johnny are in chairs getting tatted. Sure enough, there is Matt and Brian. They all look up and give us a smile. "Chelle, what are you doing here?" Matt asks. Michelle actually blushed and replied, "Val and I are getting tatts."

Jimmy jumped up and screamed, "That's Awesome! What are you getting?" "And where?" Brian asked me with a smirk. "We don't know yet and none of your fucking business." I replied. Which just earned me another smirk.

The guys went back to talking amongst themselves as Michelle and I looked at designs, but I could see Matt and Brian looking at us out of the corner of my eye.
We finally made our decisions, Michelle was going to get a small butterfly on her hip and I was going to get a bleeding heart with the word "Daddy" in it over my heart. We have to wait for the tattoo artists to get done with Zack and Johnny, and as we waited, Michelle started to get nervous.

"Do you think it will hurt really bad?" she asks me with a little fear in her eyes. "Nah, it's not bad at all." Jimmy replies before I get the chance and he should know. He puts his arms around us and starts pushing us to the back of the shop. "Jimmy, where are we going?" I ask. "Just come with me. I've got something that will help you relax." He winks at us as he replies to me.

He leads us out the back door and immediately pulls out a joint. Michelle gasps and asks if that is what she thinks it is. Jimmy just smiles and lights it up. Michelle looks at me as Jimmy passes it to me. I look at her and wink, "This is the beginning of operation bad girl. Let's live up to the reputation." Michelle laughs as I pass to her and she inhales deep. Jimmy laughs and asks what operation bad girl is. I explain as simply as I can and he gets a huge grin on his face. "Count me in. I've always wanted to help corrupt two beautiful twins. Actually it's a fantasy of mine." I laugh as I smack his arm.

I feel so much better as we go back in. The guys are done and turn to watch us walk back in. Brian walks over to me and wraps me in his arms. "I'd really like to stay and see where you're gonna put your tatt, but I have to do something for my dad. I'll be back in about an hour and I expect to see it." he says with that panty dropping smirk. "Don't hold your breath, Haner." I reply. I look over to see Matt giving Michelle a kiss. Brian sees it too and doesn't look too pleased about it. What the fuck is up with him?

Michelle and I sit in the chairs and prepare to break one of Mommy Dearest's cardinal rules. Damn it feels good, take that bitch!

We both get done at the same time and are in the back hallway looking at our tatts in the full length mirror, when the guys come back. Brian and Matt come back to find us and start hounding us about our tatts. I knew Michelle was too embarrassed to tell the guys that she got a tatt on her hip and I had no intention of telling Brian about mine. That was for my dad and no one else needed to know about it.

Matt asked Michelle if she wanted to go out and smoke and I told her to go, I would be out in a second. As they leave, Brian backs me up against the wall. "All I have been able to think about is finishing what we started earlier," he whispers in my ear. A moan escapes my lips when he bites down on my earlobe. He moves his lips down my neck and bites my collar bone. "Shit," I hiss, "I have a fucking bite fetish and you are hitting a good spot." He groans and bites harder.

I can't help it, I let out another moan as his hand slips under my shirt to play with my right breast. Thank God, cause the left one felt like hamburger after the tatt. "You feel So good," he growled out as he ground his bulging cock into my belly. "I want to taste every inch of you," he continued as he grabbed my hands and pulled them over my head holding them with his left hand. His right hand slid inside my pants and immediately found my clit. "God, you're so fucking wet for me. I want a taste," and with that being said, he slid two of his magical fingers into my soaking wet pussy while his thumb grazed my clit.

He worked me up so quick I was ready to explode in just a few minutes. "Brian, I'm going to cum. Oh my God!" I said as quietly as I could at the time, but I'm afraid I wasn't using my inside voice any more either. He just chuckled and pulled his fingers out of me and stuck them in his mouth. He moaned as he said, "You taste delicious and I can't wait to have more."

He leaned into me and let my hands go. I could feel his hard cock and I had to have it. I unbuttoned his pants and slid my hand around his bulging member. Shit, he was huge! He started to pump my hand as I jacked him off. His thrusts got faster and faster until he grabbed my hand and pulled it out of his pants.

I looked at him, shocked that he stopped. He only smirked and said, "Nobody cums until we cum together." Holy Fuck! How do I respond to that? "Um, ok, when?" I can only squeak out my answer, which causes him to chuckle and to whisper next to my ear, "Tonight. Meet me in Dad's back yard. We're gonna christen McKenna's new play house." "I am not fucking you in your little sister's playhouse," I gasp. He just smirks at me and walks away.

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