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“And I’m about to…….BREAK!!!”

“Thank you!! You guys were great tonight!!”

The crowd roared with approval as the two singers closed the show. Chester threw his arm across Mike’s shoulders and hung on him, waving to the ecstatic crowd. They dropped their microphones on the stage and walked off into the air-conditioned side room, along with the rest of the band. The guys did their usual after-show group hug and broke off in separate directions.

“Awesome show, Mikey!”

He took a running leap, pounced onto Mike and wrapped his legs around Mike’s waist, almost knocking the poor emcee over.

“You too, Ches!!”

Mike got slightly turned on by the close contact between him and Chester. He had always been bi, but never really said anything about it. And he did like Chester. Very much, in fact. Especially right now. The combination of Chester’s post-show hard on and Chester’s hot, sweaty body so close to his was making him a little more excited than he wanted to be right now. He was in front of the guys and a bunch of stage people he didn’t really know, and a boner from his best friend and band mate wasn’t gonna make the best impression on them.

“Uh, Ches?”

“Yeah?”

Chester gave him a goofy smile, his lip ring shining as much as the rest of Chester’s body, which Mike had to admit, looked very hot covered in sweat. It made him think of ways he could make Chester sweat. His pants tightened even more and he became very uncomfortable. He needed to get out of here and fast.

“Could you get off me? You’re kinda heavy…”

Chester gave him a look of mock insult.

“Are you calling me fat?! Listen mister, I am not the one who broke a table with his ass! I happen to have a very slim and sexy body, well except for the Krispy Kreme... But I know you want it!”

He shook his ass just for effect. Mike gulped and looked away.

“I gotta pee…” he mumbled as he ran as fast as he could to the bathroom, leaving a very confused Chester. He really did have to pee, but his hard on wasn’t making it any easier for him. After he managed to pee, he decided to take care of the little problem before he embarrassed himself. Just as he leant back against the wall, someone knocked on the door. Mike ignored it until he heard a familiar voice that made him jump.

“Mike?”

More knocking.

“Mike, are you in there?”

Chester jumped from foot to foot, holding his groin. He needed to pee. Badly. He knew Mike was in there, and he could make a pretty good guess as to what he was doing. Chester needed to do the same but Mike’s shyness wasn’t making it any easier for him.

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Ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuck….

“Yeah, I’ll be out in a minute!”

Mike knew there was no way he could cum in less than 10 seconds, so he pulled up his pants, thanking the Lord that he had worn baggy jeans today. He adjusted himself until he was satisfied his erection wasn’t visible. He opened the bathroom door to greet a very squirmy Chester.

“Hey Ches.”

“Yeah, yeah. Enough small talk. I gotta go.”

Chester tried to run past Mike into the tiny bathroom but Mike held up an arm to stop him. Chester gave him a look that was part confused and part annoyed. Obviously he had to pee badly, but Mike wasn’t letting him get off that easy. (A/N: Wasn’t planning the pun there. Just happened.) Chester continued doing the pee-pee dance while Mike held him back.

“Come on, Mike! I reeeeeeealllly gotta go!!”

He bounced on the balls of his feet while Mike gave him an evil grin.

Aww, poor Chessy. Well, buddy, you’re gonna work for it.

“And why should I let you go?”

Mike crossed his arms and leaned against the door frame, waiting for an answer.

“Because….Uhm…Because…you love me?”

“Nice try. You’re gonna have to work harder than that.”

Chester was becoming more aroused by the second, just by Mike standing there with that look that could be interpreted as lustful and the slight sheen of sweat on his skin. But he still had to pee, and it wasn’t a fun combination.

“Please, Mike! I really have to go! I’ll do anything!!”

Mike’s face suddenly lit up.

“Anything…?”

“Anything. Just please let me pee?”

“Fine. You’ll be my slave for the next 24 hours. Sound good?”

“Yeah, great, whatever. Now let me in!”

“Promise?”

“Yes! I swear on my shoes and my spike bracelets.”

“Good.” Mike leaned in closer until his face was an inch away from Chester’s ear. “Meet me in the bus when you’re done. I’ll be waiting.” He whispered seductively, and knew he was making Chester uncomfortable.

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Chester was indeed uncomfortable. The way Mike had whispered so sexily in his ear, how he was gonna be Mike’s slave. The thought made him shiver with anticipating pleasure. Mike walked away and Chester stood amazed for a moment. He then ran into the bathroom and locked the door securely. He peed quickly and then turned on the water faucet just in case he let a moan slip. He thought of what Mike could do to him while he quickly jerked himself off. He thoughts of whips, chains, handcuffs, anything Mike could use to take advantage of him and soon found himself cumming hard, trying his best not to scream Mike’s name.

He leaned against the wall for a few seconds, catching his breath. He quickly cleaned up after himself and exited the bathroom. He was looking forward to the slave thing, but he knew Mike probably wasn’t going to do any of the things Chester had imagined. He would probably just bring Mike sodas and entertain him, but that satisfied Chester enough. He liked Mike a lot, even loved him, but he knew things would probably never happen between them. But, it made Chester happy enough that Mike was his best friend. Chester’s thoughts were interrupted by a large object knocking him over.

He was dazed for a second, then he looked up to Brad’s smiling face.

“Nice one, Chaz. You okay?”

“Yeah. I’m fine. Just a little distracted.”

“I can tell. Listen, wanna go clubbing? Me, Phi, Joe and Rob are gonna hit town. You or Mike wanna come?”

“Nah, I don’t think so. I was gonna kick back, watch a movie, eat, and probably annoy the hell out of Mike. I guess that would make me busy.”

“Alright. Well, call me if you decide to join us. We’ll probably be back really late. See ya later. Don’t get into too much trouble.”

Chester rolled his eyes at Brad. Brad always had to be so maternal.

“Whatever you say, Mom. Bye,”

Brad waved and headed towards the other side of the parking lot, most likely where the others were waiting. Chester walked in the opposite direction, towards their tour bus. He was filled with anticipation and couldn’t wait to start serving Mike.

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Back in the bus, Mike waited anxiously. He tapped his fingers on the arm of the big leather couch. He was getting impatient and a little bored. He began thinking about all the things he could do to Chester. Chester definitely had a few surprises coming his way, although Mike wasn’t sure if Chester was gonna go for it or not. Oh well, he would soon find out. Mike resumed his daydreaming. Of course, knowing Mike’s luck, he got hard again just as he saw Chester coming towards the bus. The footsteps got closer and Mike glared at his pants.

“You try to ruin everything, don’t you?”

He adjusted himself quickly, just before Chester opened the door and jumped into the bus.

“Good evening, Master. How may I serve you?”

He curtsied, then bowed down and kissed the tip of Mike’s shoe. Mike laughed and pushed Chester’s head away.

“Well, you can start by putting on your French maid outfit.”

Chester stood up, and his face suddenly dropped.

“You’re kidding, right?”

“I don’t know. Do you have one?”

“Do I look like I do role play?”

“You tell me.”

By now, Chester’s face had taken on a light pink blush and he looked Mike dead in the eye, trying to see what Mike was playing at. Mike only flashed his famous Shinoda grin. He knew he had a sexy smile, and it could turn any woman…or man, for that matter, to jelly. This included Chester, who began to look slightly uncomfortable.

“Seriously, though. What am I supposed to do for the next 24 hours?”

“Well, you are my slave. So, basically, anything and everything I ask.”

“And your first request would be…?”

Mike stood up and stood about a foot away from Chester.

“Well, you’re definitely going to need a different outfit.”

“Ok. Like what? Am I going to need a clown costume or something?”

“No, but you’re definitely wearing too much.”

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Chester looked Mike up and down, becoming more confused by the minute. He saw a slight rise in the front of Mike’s pants. Suddenly, it hit Chester. All the times Mike had acted strangely around him, the looks Mike gave him, the way Mike acted differently around him than the rest of the guys.

No fucking way. Does he…? Oh my fucking God. Well, two can play this game. Now it’s my turn.

“Well, Mikey…If a strip show’s what you want, I suppose I could do that for you.”

Now it was Mike’s turn to blush. He looked at his feet and began stuttering.

“Uh..well..I-I guess you c-could..if you w-wanted…”

He couldn’t look at Chester. He couldn’t form full sentences. He was screwed.

Chester didn’t wait for a coherent answer. He began to swivel his hips and toy with the hem of his black wife beater. He had only lifted it up a few inches when Mike spoke.

“Chester, stop.”

Chester stopped what he was doing and looked at Mike, a confused expression on his face. Mike took a deep breath, steadied himself and moved closer to Chester. He stopped a few inches from Chester’s face, so close that he could feel Chester’s warm breath on his face.

“Fuck it.”

Mike grabbed the back of Chester’s head and pressed his lips to the other man’s. Chester’s eyes widened, and then closed as he eagerly returned the kiss. Mike put his other hand on Chester’s cheek, savoring the feel of the soft skin. He ran his tongue along Chester’s bottom lip, begging for entrance. Chester easily granted his request and wrapped his arms around Mike’s waist. Their tongues fought for space in each other’s mouths and both grew more heated by the passionate kiss. Chester was the one to finally break it, and he leaned his forehead against Mike’s, looking into the other man’s eyes.

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Wow. That was…wow.

Mike couldn’t believe it. He had just made out with Chester Bennington. And Chester liked it. Mike was in heaven. He looked deep into Chester’s chocolate brown eyes and finally broke the silence.

“So what should we do for the next 24 hours?”

He flashed his Shinoda grin again, causing Chester to smile widely.

“I dunno. You’re the master. Whatever you wanna do.”

“Well, I guess we could just pick up where we left off.”

He pulled Chester’s lips to him again, and kissed him forcefully. Chester returned the kiss just as roughly and the two men fell backwards onto the couch. Their kisses became more heated, more frequent, each having a desperate need for the other. Chester managed to gasp out the one word Mike wanted to hear.

“Bed.”

Mike answered with a grunt, and still fused to Chester’s lips, picked him up and carried him to the back room. He fumbled with the doorknob, managing to keep his grip on Chester and opened the door. He closed the door behind him and locked it. He walked over to the bed and placed Chester down gently. He laid on top of him and pulled away from Chester’s lips.

“Don’t s-“

Mike held up a finger to Chester’s lips.

“Ssshhh. I promise you’ll like it.”

Chester nodded in approval and waited for Mike to make his next move. Mike kissed his way down to Chester’s neck, gently but quickly covering the pale skin with kisses. Chester arched his head back, exposing a soft, creamy neck. Mike couldn’t cover it fast enough. His hands toyed with the hem of Chester’s shirt and finally pulled it over his head.

Mike continued his way down. He worked his way over to one of Chester’s pink nipples. He gently bit the hard bud, eliciting a loud, erotic moan from Chester. Mike continued to suckle Chester’s nipple, then gave it a lick and blew air on it, causing Chester to shiver in pleasure. He gave the same attention to Chester’s other nipple, tweaking the first while lavishing the second.

He continued his trails down to Chester’s navel. He dipped his tongue in the small cavity and swirled it around. Chester squirmed in pure delight. Mike stopped suddenly and went straight back to Chester’s mouth, giving him a gentle kiss.

“What do you want, Ches?”

“I want you, Mike.”

“Are you sure you wanna do this?”

“Absolutely.”

Chester pulled Mike to him again and kissed him. He explored Mike’s mouth, while slipping Mike’s shirt over his head. He threw the garment across the room and focused his attention on undoing Mike’s pants.

“No no. Bad boy.”

Mike swatted his hands away and reached over him. He opened the nightstand drawer and pulled out a pair of black, furry handcuffs. Chester’s eyes widened in delight and he waited for Mike to do something. Mike pulled Chester’s hands over his head and securely cuffed them to the headboard. Chester was now completely helpless, and it excited him even more.

Mike went back to the hem of Chester’s pants. He teased the skin with his fingers, knowing Chester wanted him to take them off. Mike began to play with the buttons, fumbling to get them open. He finally managed to undo all the buttons and the zipper. He pulled down Chester’s khakis, pleased to see Chester had gone commando that day. Chester’s hard on stood at full attention and Mike gasped at the beautiful man in front of him. He had seen all of Chester now, and it was a breathtaking sight. Mike floated his fingers around Chester’s inner thighs and around his groin. Chester thrust up with anticipation, being tortured by Mike, so close to where he wanted to be touched most.

Mike smiled, and then suddenly took all of Chester in his mouth. Chester moaned in pleasure. He thrust his hips up, but Mike held them down, taking complete control, which Chester found extremely hot. Mike sucked along Chester’s length slowly, still teasing him. Chester tried to thrust his hips up again, but to no avail. Mike had a strong grip on Chester’s hips and ever so slightly, increased his speed. By now, Chester had lost all coherent thought and was muttering everything from deities to obscenities.

“Oh Jesus…Fuck, Mike…Ohh…Sweet Mother of God…Shit…”

Suddenly, Mike started bobbing his head up and down much faster, causing Chester to moan erotically, throwing his head back in pleasure. Mike caressed Chester’s balls while covering his length quickly. He stopped every now and then to suck hard at the head and to deep throat him, much to Chester’s pleasure. Mike knew Chester was about to cum, so he stopped, leaving Chester with a throbbing erection.

“No! Mike, please…”

Chester looked incredibly pathetic, but Mike had to stop. Chester couldn’t cum yet. And besides, all that moaning and the look on Chester’s face had taken Mike pure willpower not to cum. He stood up and slowly began taking his pants off, letting the material pool at his feet. Next he hooked two fingers into his now very tight boxers and pulled them down, making Chester gasp at the sight of Mike, completely naked.

“Do you want it, Chaz?”

Chester nodded his head frantically.

“Tell me how you want it.”

“Mike, please! Fuck me hard and fast. Make me scream.”

“Anything for you.”

Mike breathed the last sentence into Chester’s ear, sending pleasurable shivers down Chester’s spine again. Mike placed two fingers in front of Chester’s lips, and Chester took them into his mouth. He sucked Mike’s fingers erotically, like he would suck a cock, making Mike bite his lip, trying not to moan. He removed his fingers from Chester’s mouth with a wet pop.

He placed one finger at Chester’s entrance, tracing around the ring of muscle. He slid one finger into Chester, and slowly fingered him, creating more gasps and moans from Chester. He placed a second, then a third, scissoring his fingers to stretch Chester more.

Mike, finally satisfied he had prepared Chester as much as he could, reached for a bottle of lube on the side table, but he was stopped by Chester.

“No, none of that.”

Mike looked at Chester, confused.

“But I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t. Let me take care of it.”

He stuck his tongue out to give Mike the message and Mike crawled up his body, on his knees, right in front of Chester’s face. Chester took Mike into his mouth, covering Mike’s cock with saliva. Mike moaned in absolute pleasure, and thrust his hips into Chester’s mouth. Mike knew he would cum too easily if he let Chester continue, so he removed his now slick erection from Chester’s mouth and positioned himself again at Chester’s entrance.

“Are you sure you wanna do this?”

“Absolutely.”

Chester said this with a note of finality, and Mike took the hint and began to slowly push into Chester. He couldn’t hurt Chester, and watched his face for signs of pain. He continued to slowly push his erection inside Chester, inch by inch. He finally stopped, his entire length deep inside Chester. Chester had tears in the corners of his eyes.

“Ches, do you want me to stop?”

“No, Mike. I don’t care if it hurts. Fuck me. NOW!”

Mike took the hint and slowly thrusted in and out of Chester. He stopped for a second and adjusted his angle. He pushed back into Chester, and Chester moaned loudly. Mike had hit his spot dead-on. He pulled out of Chester almost all the way, and slammed back into him. Chester couldn’t help but scream in pleasure. Mike picked up his pace and thrusted deeper and deeper into Chester, hitting his spot every time. Chester was in heaven by now, moaning loudly and cursing with every thrust.

“Fuck! Ohh, Mike…”

Mike knew he was going to cum soon, so he grabbed Chester’s unattended length and started jerking him off at the same speed of his thrust, much to Chester’s pleasure.

“Mike…I’m gonna…”

“I know.” He breathed these words in Chester’s ear again. “Cum for me, baby.”

With one final, hard thrust, Mike shot his load deep inside Chester, filling him with the warmth. Chester, at the exact same moment, came all over their stomachs and Mike’s hand. Mike slumped on top of Chester, still inside him. Mike removed the handcuffs from Chester and just lay there for a moment with Chester in his arms. Chester was the first one to speak.

“Wow…”

“Yeah.”

Mike looked into Chester’s deep brown eyes, wanting to stay there forever.

“Chester, I know you may not feel the same way about me, but I have to tell you…I love you.”

Chester’s eyes widened and a broad grin spread across his face.

“I love you, too, Mike.”

Chester placed a gentle kiss on Mike’s soft lips. They lay in each other’s arm for a while, just looking at each other, savoring the moment.

“So how much of your 24 hours is left?”

Chester looked at the clock.

“About 22 hours and 34 minutes.”

Mike smiled and kissed Chester again.

“Sounds good to me.”

A/N: Sooo…how was it for a first standalone? I thought it was too long and kinda rushed. Anyways, hope you all enjoyed it and my other fic should be updated soon. Leave me reviews and you’ll get a Mike or Chaz cookie!