I've wanted to write incest for a long time now, and this kind of was spat out last night. Apparently some people judge this kind of shit? My friends were like, wow you are insane, which is a lot because they're friends with me. You'd think they'd expect shit like this from me. (I've written rape, suicides, cutting...I don't see any big line crossed here.)

This is a two parter, written really weird but I'm weird so that explains it I guess. You can really tell I've been influenced by all the Social Network fanfiction I've been reading.

If you don't like incest, DON'T READ INCEST.

Virginity

It goes like this.

Jason...he likes it up the ass.

The only things he's had up there, though, are his fingers, the dildo he ordered in the mail, and maybe a remote, because the porn he was watching was so intense and his fingers were not enough.

But no cocks.

No actual cocks, and he didn't want to go about, in gay bars, or on the internet, and let a stranger take his v-card from him, so he asked all his friends, in a coy way of course.

They all said no, or showed disinterest, which led him to call Dave. His brother's bandmate.

He asked Dave flat-out, because Mike told him how he took the bass player's virginity, at least up there. Mike said it felt good, for Dave, and he made it so good for him, too.

Dave was the one that suggested the idea.

He said it didn't have to be like it sounds; no date, or kissing before, or anything romantic about it.

It was just a cock in his ass. The first cock in his ass.

His brother's cock in his ass.

Obviously, Jason freaked out and hung up on Dave. (Dave just shrugged and went back to watching tv with his perfect family.) It took a week for him to make another call, this time to all the other band members.

Brad didn't really say anything, just kind of said yeah I need to go, and hung up.

Chester only said how amazing it felt and how good Mike was at it, and how he needed to do it because he had no idea what he was missing out on.

Rob--well, Rob offered to do it, but Jason said no because Rob was obviously in love with Mike and just wanted to get his hands on a Shinoda.

Joe offered to do it, but it was more of a service to him, because he hadn't fucked anybody in so long.

So Jason ended up calling Anna while he knew Mike was in the studio, and asked how good Mike was in bed.

Anna scoffed and hung up the phone, and he didn't try to call back after that.

Mike ended up calling him, and suggested they go out to dinner to talk about things, because Mike is a nice guy like that.

The dinner conversation turned out to be a little helpful and a lot fucked up:

"What's going on, Jay? All my friends and my wife tell me you talked to them but they won't tell me what you said."

"I'm not sure it's a good subject to be talked about over sushi."

"Come on, just tell me what's up."

"Well, okay. So the thing is--"

"Would you guys like dessert?"

"No thank you, we're stuffed."

"Okay here's your ticket."

"Thanks. Go on, Jay."

"Okay so--"

"Is this a long conversation? I need to be at the studio tonight. Brad just texted me."

"Fuck, I- okay, I'll make it quick."

"Please."

"I need someone to fuck me."

(At this point Mike spit his water back into the glass and wiped the drool off his chin.)

"--and it...I don't trust a stranger, Mike, and I asked everyone I know-"

"Jesus christ, Jay--"

"And everyone said you were- you were uh, good, at the stuff, at the thing I'm referring to, and--"

(At this point Mike made a choked sound and looked around, afraid someone was listening.)

"Jay you can't be--"

"--Dave said it didn't have to be like that, like it sounds, so I developed a plan--"

"Oh my god you can't--"

"--so if you could just listen, hear me out. I really need a favor, Mike. I'm asking you as my friend."

"Shit, Jay."

"Yeah."

(At this point Mike gets up and takes the ticket, getting his phone and mulling about, unsure what to do.)

"Call me, whenever, Mike. Please, okay?"

(At this point Mike doesn't give a reply, just stalks off to the counter to pay, and exits without looking back.)