A/N: So I was listening to Revenge Porn by Blood On The Dance Floor the other day. And the idea for this somehow forced its way into my head. This isn't a songfic, but it IS about a homosexual couple, so if you are a homophobe, I really don't need to tell you what to do, right?
Another thing: I know that IAU has been shut down loooooong ago. And that Hot Topic rarely sells Kerrang!. But let's just pretend. Okay? Oh, and I don't own either of them.
Eric knew he was in deep shit the moment his ex-wife fastened her beady glare on him. He really hadn't planned on visiting the Hot Topic store that she worked at, hell, he didn't even like Hot Topic! So it didn't matter much to him, and hadn't really affected him. He could live without visiting that store. But, apparently, Jay couldn't. They had been walking through the huge mall, and Jay had insisted on visiting the store. Apparently, he 'absolutely' had to get the latest issue of Kerrang!, and had turned all puppy-eyes on Eric when he had protested against entering.
He tried to shrink back as her gaze shifted from him to Jay, who was happily shifting through the magazine racks and completely oblivious to the fact that he was about to be killed by a very jealous ex-wife. He seemed to find what he was looking for, and pulled it out, turning around and waving the rock magazine at Eric. "Honey, look at this, they actually have it here!" Jay's eyes were shining, Eric found it adorable that he could get so excited and happy over something as simple as a magazine. Then that fuzzy feeling disappeared as his ex narrowed her eyes at the 'Honey' endearment. "Oh no, here it comes…" he thought to himself, mentally slapping his forehead.
Jay was studying the front cover, completely oblivious to the two people who were glaring daggers at each other. "Hey, there's Green Day in-" his voice trailed off when he finally realised what was happening. "Um…what did I miss?" he asked, confused. The weird lady that was staring at his boyfriend immediately shifted her glare to him, and Jay could almost swear that his balls froze at that point of time. Damn, that bitch was scary. " What…what did I do?" he turned to Eric, who looked like he wanted to die in a hole somewhere.
"You. Dumped. Me. For. THAT?" Ah, the weird lady has spoken. "That's insulting," Jay muttered. "Karen..calm down..?" Eric began helplessly.
"I can't fucking believe you! I got dumped for some punkish street rat? And, in case you didn't know, Eric, he has a dick. A DICK. And you have one too. I thought you were straight?" she shouted.
Eric laughed sheepishly and scratched his head. "He has a hole too.."
Karen rolled her eyes. " So that is how you go? Doesn't matter if it's a girl, guy, or animal, if it has a hole, you fuck it?"
"What? No! That's not what I mea-"
"I thought you were straight?"
"Um..well..the thing is Karen, I never really loved you. At least, not like how I love Eric…..do you..know what I mean? "
Karen's eyes widened. "You son of a-" her hands raised to slap Eric, but it never really hit his face, thanks to Jay stepping in and grabbing her hand. " No one hits my boyfriend. You lost your husband to guy, go cry to your mum or something, yelling at him here doesn't win him back. You're just embarrassing yourself." Karen turned to face Jay, her face livid. "This is none of your business, you little cocksucker," she snarled. Jay laughed. " I believe it is, seeing that it is me that you two are arguing about." Karen wrenched her hand out of his, and faced the couple. " You two are disgusting, you know what? I'm better off without you, Eric Christian." "Works for me," Eric shrugged. Karen clenched her fists, and turned around, about to march off, when she turned around and yelled, " You'll fucking regret it, you little fag!"
She stormed out of her workplace, and the crowd slowly dispersed. Jay hadn't even realised that they had a crowd. He turned to Eric, who looked slightly dazed. "So….I shall go pay for this now," he declared, and went off to purchase his precious magazine.
They left the store and as Eric drove the both of them home, he thought about Karen. He hadn't really loved her, he realised. He had lusted after her. With Karen, it was all about fucking, and empty "I love you"s. He was pretty sure that if she wasn't so pretty, he wouldn't have looked at her twice. With Jay, he felt like throwing him onto the bed and fucking his brains out at the mere sound of his voice. He didn't care how Jay looked or sounded though. Looks were a added bonus, but Eric was sure that this, this precious relationship with Jay, was love. "Jay, I just want to tell you that I really love you, and that I don't regret dumping Karen for you," he said to the young man sitting beside him. When he got no reply, he turned around and saw that Jay was already engrossed in his magazine, and, in spite of himself, smiled affectionately.
Eric unlocked the door to their apartment. He used to hate returning home. Returning home to Karen and her constant nagging to keep the house spotless, to get him to eat all his vegetables, like he was some fucking two-year old. Nagging at him to work harder, and then getting angry when he was too tired or busy to have sex with her. Or, on occasion, when he just couldn't seem to get it up for her.
Now, however, home was something he looked forward to. He had moved in with Jay just a while ago. His apartment was much smaller than the house that he used to share with Karen, but much more like a home. Jay didn't really care about how neat the apartment was, as long as there wasn't anything that attracted spiders. Eric smiled at that; he found it adorable about how terrified of spiders Jay was. The living room was all snug and warm, not hard, chrome and steel like his old one. There were whole-wall windows that cast light all around the place, and two sleek sofas that were all fluffy. Magazines and music CDs were scattered all over the place, with the occasional pen or stuffed animal.
Jay was currently lying on the sofa, flicking through the magazine. Eric lifted the long legs, sat down, and let them drop onto his lap. He tickled his boyfriend's feet thoughtfully, smiling as Jay squirmed and struggled to keep himself from giggling. "What's so great about that magazine that I had to be dragged into Hot Topic?" Jay looked up from behind the magazine, and threw a pillow at him. " It's Kerrang! I mean, sure, AP is good, but you honestly can't go wrong with Ker-" Eric groaned and placed his hands over his ears. "Ok, Ok , I get it! But we are not going to Hot Topic ever again." Jay pouted, then seemed to cheer up. "I hope they fired your ex, so we can go again," he said cheerily. "You're evil, y'know that?" Eric said, raising an eyebrow. "Hah, I bet that Karen chick of yours is worse. 'You'll fucking regret it', remember?" Eric laughed. "Honestly, I would love to see her try her best to make me regret this," he said, smiling and snuggling up to Jay, who placed the magazine on the table and promptly attached his lips to Eric's.
Jay backed the car into a parking lot, and got out, wincing as his ass screamed in protest. It was probably his fault for not bringing lube along, and still insisting on being fucked up against the wall of the bathroom. "Don't act like you didn't enjoy it," his mind whispered to him evilly. He laughed to himself, he did enjoy it. And he wouldn't mind re-living that experience either.
Eric smiled to himself as Jay limped over to the staffroom, wincing every once in a while. And felt his insides clench in jealousy when a bunch of girls immediately ran up to him and asked him if he was alright. Jay, however, laughed and told them that he tripped and hurt his ankle, no big deal. Eric knew that he didn't need to be worried about Jay going off with a bunch of stupid love struck teenage girls, but he couldn't help it. Then he grinned. "If only you all knew what really happened…" he thought to himself, smirking inwardly.
Jay opened the door to the classroom. Usually, that class was well behaved, and was always seated at their respective places after lunch, but this time, almost every girl in class was cluttered around one of the desks. They were all whispering excitedly and staring into an open laptop. "Girls, return to your own seats.." Jay rapped his knuckles against the whiteboard. They all looked up, and suddenly one of them whispered to the owner of the laptop, who nodded. " Mr. Hunter, we have something to show you…" she said. Jay walked over cautiously, and she spun her laptop around to show Jay the webpage that it was open at. And nearly died in fright.
All he could say was that it was a sex tape. Of Karen. And Eric. Together. A sex tape. Karen's body had been blurred out, showing nothing, but Eric's was fully exposed, showing everything. Literally everything. And the fact that he was handcuffed to the bed, hard and yelling at Karen to 'fuck him already' did nothing to stop Jay's arousal. Sure, it was with Karen, but Eric was still Eric, and it was still extremely hot. "Holy…"Jay whispered. "Is that.." "It's Mr. Christian!" the girl exclaimed gleefully. Jay was at loss for words. And he wanted to say many things, but somehow, all he managed to get out was, " What are you doing on a porn website?" The girl responded by rolling her eyes. " Is Anyone Up isn't a porn website, it's a revenge porn website. And I wasn't looking at porn, I was just showing Danny Worsnop's nudes to Nikki. And happened to come across that video," she replied cheerily. "Still pornography," Jay replied absent mindedly, but not really caring. "This is so cool…" one of the girls leaned in closer to the screen. " I know right…god he's even hotter now," another mumbled. "Mmm I would love him to fuck me…look at the size of his-" Jay turned around, shutting the voices out and allowing the realization to seep in. He was positive they were posted by Karen. After all, didn't that girl say it was a revengeporn site? He turned around again, and the girls were still jabbering about him. Jay gently closed the laptop, and said, " Aren't you girls too young to think about sex?" He asked, trying his hardest not to smirk. There was some muttering and everyone returned to their seats. " Oh, and try not to spread it around the school, girls," he added. "No way!" one of them replied indignantly. "I'll clear the website's address from the school's Wi-Fi database if you guys keep your mouths shut," Jay said, almost pleadingly. "Revenge or not, it's still porn, and you girls will still get into trouble." There were some murmurings, but they kept quiet about the incident. And Jay spent the rest of the lesson trying to hide a hard-on.
Jay pulled Eric into the bedroom and opened up his laptop. He himself had decided to check out the video at home. "What?" Eric asked crankily. He didn't appreciate being woken up from his nap. "Revenge porn," Jay replied, pointing to the screen. Eric's eyes widened. " I thought…I thought I deleted the video from the computer.." he mumbled. "It's here though. I bet Karen posted it," he replied. " Fuck. Now what…" he groaned. "Call Karen and get her to take it down?" Jay suggested. "Right…and she will agree to it without any protest…" Eric began sarcastically. Jay raised his hands in defeat. " Ok fine, you're right, she wouldn't listen. You have any ideas, genius?" Eric fell silent. "Let's just sleep on it…and see about it tomorrow…" He sighed. Jay wrapped his long arms around his boyfriend, and hugged him. "Don't worry so much, the girls were talking about how hot you were," he grinned. " So much, that I was getting jealous. And hard," he added. Eric laughed, and sank back onto the bed.
They awoke the next morning, Jay opening up his laptop and checking in on the website. His eyes widened when he was redirected to another website, which stated that Is Anyone Up had been shut down. "Eric!" he yelled. "Look!" Eric rubbed his eyes and sat up. "What?" he grumbled. "Your sex tape is gone. Along with the whole website," Jay cheered. Eric grabbed the laptop and read the webpage with disbelieving eyes. "Oh my god. This is too good to be true," he gasped. "Yeah…" Jay sighed. " It's a pity. I'm going to miss all those rockstar nudes…" Eric grabbed a pillow and whacked Jay over the head. "You bastard, you have me, why look at their tired old cocks?" Jay laughed, and smiled. "I was joking!" "You'd better be," Eric grinned evilly. He leaned back on the pillows. "At least I don't need to be worried about that video.." Jay sighed. " I liked that video," he pouted. Eric grinned. " Then let's make one of our own.." he whispered, attaching his lips to Jay's neck.