Gerard, em um momento de desespero e frustração sexual, decide ligar para um disk-sexo. Ele pretende fazer isso apenas uma vez mas as coisas tomam um rumo inesperado. Autora: elimak, AO3 #1 em Frerard - 29/03/19

*insert generic description for a fluffy Synacky story here*

*insert generic description for an angsty Synacky sequel here*

Matt was light. Faith. Innocence. Everything that perfect angels were designed to be. He had been assigned Zachary as his human to guard, and Matt cherished him, vowing to protect him until Zachary's time had come. Brian was darkness. Deceit. Lust. Everything that fallen angels had evolved into. His mission: assure as many people as he could would follow him down to hell. And what better way to do that than to give them a taste of immoral pleasure? Matt despised Brian. Brian wanted Matt. And one slip had Matt falling, taking part in Brian's dangerous game, a game he wasn't quite certain he would win. But the real question was - did he want to?

But I yearned for our chance to escape so much more now, because it felt like it would be years until I would be able to kiss him again. And I decided that the answer was yes; I did love him. Because when I was with Brian I felt different than I had ever felt before. I felt like I could fly, which is impossible, but nevertheless, I felt it. I felt like when we were together we could accomplish anything, achieve anything. We were musicians and the world was our orchestra. When we kissed, we created a symphony.

Avenged Sevenfold one shots

They were bound by a contract. It was Matt's responsibility to please his master in all ways possible. In return, Brian was to provide and care for him. Brian was determined to train Matt to be the best puppy he could possibly be. Matt wanted nothing more than to make his master smile. Love had nothing to do with it. It was a BDSM pleasure based contract only. Matt was the puppy, the submissive, the whore. He wasn't allowed to love Brian, and Brian couldn't possibly love him... Right?

My first interactive story! Instructions in disclaimer.

Teach the queer kid to play. That’s all Brian had to do. Show Zacky some riffs, a few licks, then he’d get to solo on Sounding the Seventh Trumpet and Jimmy wouldn’t hate him. Easy enough. Except when he began to lay in bed at night and wonder what Zacky’s lips would taste like, Brian realized it wasn’t that easy. It didn’t make sense, and it would ruin everything good that was going for him. But as Brian taught Zacky about shredding, Zacky taught Brian about loving, and Brian got the feeling that the summer would not go as smoothly as he had planned.