Hey luvs! I had a little idea for a short story - I figure it'll be three chapters. In the last few days I wrote this chapter and actually wanted to end the story before uploading it. But I can't wait any longer and so here we are. I hope you will like it!

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Author: Rayden

Rating: NC-17

Working title: Serve

Title: Four Seasons

Info: All members of Linkin Park and also the Linkin Families belong to themselves, I only 'borrowed' them for my fictional story. Nothing ever happend as described in this story.

© Story written by Rayden, 25.03.2015 - xxx

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Four Seasons

- Break me

7 00

10th F H. Hills 215

SSAW

7 52

“There you are. You are fucking late.” He grumbled and looked annoyed at his friend while the setting sun blinded him and he had to screw up one of his eyes to see the other one. A soft smile played on his lips now and his eyes sparkled in a ravish way.

He sat on the bed and smoked. The ashtray was beside him on the matrass, as he tapped the ash of his cigarette a glimmer flew away and died down before it reached the duvet cover. The patio doors to a small balcony were wide open to suck the smoke out and a soft breeze stroked over their faces. It was not allowed to have a cigarette in this expensive room and he also was not a regular smoker, but today he did not care. In his other hand he held a crystal glass with amber-coloured liquor in it. He took a sip from it and Chester just rolled his eyes, because he thought that this was just a bit too much of immodesty.

“Well it wasn’t easy to decode your stupid message…”, He spit back and shot him a warning glance. He threw his brown leather bag and sunglasses on an elegant armchair. It was white and gold and looked just very snotty. Chester slowly came closer to the bed. His steps were muffled by a soft carpet. As he stood by the bedside, he smiled down at his friend and with one smooth move he picked the cigarette out of the other man’s hand and took a big drag from it.

The younger one grumbled deep down in his throat and watched Chester. Some time vanished until a small smile crossed his lips. “Don’t be a pussy, dude… come on, the code was an easy one. Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter… clearly stand for Four Seasons; view on the Hollywood Hills 10th Floor. Oh boy.”

The singer huffed and puffed another drag as he shook his head faintly notable. He shooed his friend away so he could sit on the edge of the bed. “In our former times you just wrote the real address…”

“Nah, I dunno… I mean, where’s the fun then?” He smiled and stole his cigarette back. “And… you know Anna loves to check up my phone, ever since she knows I own two copies of gay porn DVDs. Still I fucked her hard after we watched one of them together – oh damn, that was hot… you know, she squirted a fucking pool-”

“Damn Michael, stop! … and, yeah well as if this mysterious message isn’t suspicious. And you ain’t gonna fuck me today.” He clarified and shot him a critical glance while he bounced a bit on the fluffy bed and even let his legs dangle. He seemed playful like a child which made his statement not very convincing.

Mike pressed his lips to a thin line and shrugged then smiled dumbly. “Actually, I’d hoped you let me fuck you… like in good old times.” He grunted.

“We ended this.” Chester instantly protested and swallowed to coat his dry throat again. The singer looked at his band mate and Michael smiled because there was this special and absolute beautiful sparkle in the older man’s eyes again. Chester’s fingertips began to tingle and he had to restrain himself to not touch his friend.

“Actually you ended it because of me falling for you…” Chester whispered and lowered his eyes in shame. It was not like he was in love with Mike, not really, after all the half Japanese had prevented it from happening. But still he was an attractive man to whom he hardly could say no.

It scared Chester a little that now Michael was the one wanting to continue their affair, because he had been so furious with him and yelled at him that he would never be a real gay person. Their meetings had been just for fun. Chester had been hurt but got over it and now he was happily married and he loved his wife with all his heart. The singer did not want to fall for his best friend again. He felt overwhelmed and took a deep breath as he looked around the elegant Studio Suite of the five stars Four Seasons Hotel in Beverly Hills. “So you summoned me for a fuck? Well, then you could’ve booked a filthy motel room.”

Michael sat a bit up to stroke through Chester hair, which began to form curls. The emcee always loved them, they looked cute on him. “Yea… but I’m a fucking rock star, I’ve got the money. Anything below my standards and Anna would just suspect something.” He explained and came closer. Mike put the ashtray and his glass on the nightstand and kneeled himself behind Chester. He embraced him and snuggled his face into his neck and started to kiss him there.

Chester gasped and with a strong grip he held onto the matrass of the king-sized bed. Some thoughts flashed through him and suddenly he pushed Mike away. “No love bites, fuck!” He growled and stroked over the spot Mike had mistreated. “You know the rules… damn it, Shinoda… what should I tell her?”

“That you enjoy dick.” Michael laughed under his breath and pulled another cigarette out of the box. He lit his smoke and puffed the first drag.

“Shut up, Shinoda.” Chester mumbled and sighed. “Give me a smoke.” He demanded as he laid himself back on the bed and Michael threw the pack onto his belly. “Thanks…”

“You know I booked this room for the whole weekend… Anna won’t miss me, we had a little fight over something stupid I don’t even remember anymore, ya know…” The half Japanese told him and turned around so he could lay his head on Chester’s chest. “We could fuck all day and be naked all day and order pizza and smoke… I even got weed on me, Ches… come on babe.”

“Damn… these kinds of weekends are way too long ago…” Chester sighed and absently stroked through Mike’s black hair while he sucked on his smoke and inhaled deeply.

“I would have kept these weekends like a sweet extra bonus beside my marriage. It’s your fault… you had to fall hopelessly in love with me.” Mike spoke up and looked deep into Chester’s warm and chocolate brown eyes. A small smile crossed his lips and he came closer. Michael kissed Chester ever so softly. “I’m not angry with you… I just got a magical dick… too big and good to not love it.”

Chester showed a lopsided smile and he laid his hand on Michael’s cheek. He stroked him with his thump and then began to play with some of his black strands. “Oh damn, baby, you’re definitely too confident …” He whispered and enjoyed their intimate closeness.

“You love my arrogance.” Michael grinned and stubbed his cigarette out.

“I still do.” Chester nodded and brought him closer to smack a sloppy kiss on the other’s lips.

Mike didn’t let go and turned the kiss into a passionate French kiss. Slowly he began to rub his crotch onto Chester’s leg and panted into their kiss. “Let’s fuck…”

“I can’t…” Chester replied with a very low voice as if he was hurt by this fact. He even looked away and took a deep breath, his partly smoked cigarette still between his fingers.

“You always loved to get laid by me.” Mike tried to remind and kind of reassure him.

Chester growled lowly and pushed the younger one off of him to get up. He went to the open patio doors and looked out and tabbed the ash off his cigarette. “I don’t want to be your fuck buddy again, you greedy prick.” He grunted and shook his head. “I’m happy. I only would fall back in love with you. I love my family. I won’t lose my wife, not to speak of my kids, just for your fun. I won’t risk my life for you – not anymore… I’ve learned from the last time, Michael… you’re gonna break my heart again.”

“Don’t be a stupid drama queen.”

“Oh am I? Well thanks. I just care for my family – for myself; I just know I’m going to be a human wreck again if I give in.” Chester sighed and turned around to face the younger one again. His eyes shimmered with hurt feelings and all of a sudden he looked small. “I will never be anything special to you. I assume you will never admit loving me…”

A small smile slipped on Michaels lips and he came to Chester and kissed his cheek lovingly. “You are my type. You are so damn fucking hot, babe… ” The emcee told him and began to gently kiss his neck again. “Don’t go.”

“That’s not what I-“

“Hush.” He whispered and looked at the singer with lustful eyes. “I wished you kept your piercing. It felt too good to kiss you with that lip ring.”

Chester rolled his eyes and snorted kind of angry. He moved from Michael and sat himself back on the edge of the bed. “It reminds me on Sam, who I lost because of you.”

Mike turned around and shrugged unaffected. “Well you got Talinda now.” He coldly spoke up and leaned against the patio door, which still stood open. “Maybe we can set another memory. You put back that hot labret and you will be reminded on me.”

“You are an idiot.”

Mike took a deep breath. He kind of argued with Chester for a half an hour now. In this time he could have fucked his band mate senseless. “Shut the fuck up, dude. Why did you even come here if you don’t want to get fucked by me?”

Chester gasped and bit his lip hard. “I-I…”

“Yes!” Michael spoke up loudly and came to the singer with heavy steps. He tipped his fingertip hard against Chester’s forehead. “Because in your fucking messed up head you want to suck this dick!” He growled and snatched the smaller hand of Chester and put it onto his crotch. The emcee bowed down and licked Chester’s ear. “Because I’m the only one to satisfy you in the right way.”

“Fuck you! Go away!” Chester shouted and pushed hard against Mike’s chest so that the younger one stumbled back. Chester narrowed his eyes and he felt them water up. “And what if I tell you, yes? Huh? I lose Talinda and my babies again for a man who would stick to his fucking hetero lifestyle… and I fucking promise you… I won’t fight for our friendship… we almost didn’t get over it the last time. Sex is destroying friendships… a-and I- I… love you too much as my best friend.” He stuttered and sniffed some tears up.

Mike pressed his lips together and came slowly closer again. “Chest-“

“Please don’t.” He mumbled and held his open hand up to stop him. “Don’t break me again.” He said and stood up. His eyes were mix with tears and this special sparkle as he came to Mike and kiss him gently on the lips. “You will b-be my man forever. I- I love you.” Chester whispered and turned around. He took his things and left the hotel room.

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