Bam's POV
Once the cameras stopped rolling, all the guys gathered around the trailers to rest up for the next stunt. Bam sat in a chair, a little bit away from where the other guys were, drinking water. He lifted his shirt and cringed a little once he saw the new red and purple round welts all over his chest and stomach. Not only did they hurt like hell but he was now worried that his tattoos, especially the newest chest tattoo, would be ruined once his skin healed. He lightly grazed his fingertips over the welts before putting his shirt back down. Bam then reached for his bottle of water and looked up to see Johnny standing there looking at him.
"Uh, hey Knoxville." Bam said before taking a drink "You want something?"
"I was just wondering how you were doing after that stunt. I mean you got hurt pretty bad there and now you're over here all quiet and by yourself."
"Oh well I'm doing alright."
"Well that's good." Johnny reached over and patted Bam's shoulder "I'd hate for you to get real hurt."
"Well… thanks Knoxville."
"No problem. Hey, um," He lowered his voice "I don't know what your plans are later after filming's done. But I was kind of wondering if you'd like to spend time with me drinking beer in my hotel room."
"Uh…"
"Don't think anything about it, Bam. I don't mean it how it sounded. I just thought that the two of us don't ever really get the chance to hang out unless other people are around."
"Oh I guess you're right. Since you put it that way I just might stop by your hotel room later tonight."
"Alright so I'll see you there." Johnny patted Bam's back before walking away
Bam watched him walk away, feeling a little uneasy about the conversation he just had with him. But at the same time it oddly cheered him up to hear what Johnny had to say to him. He just couldn't explain it but as he watched Johnny from afar, Bam felt something inside of him. This feeling started out small enough for him to ignore it but as the day went on this feeling grew stronger. He even began looking at Johnny and seeing him differently than he ever had before. Bam even found himself, without realizing it right away, checking Johnny out. He just couldn't even figure out how to convince himself that there had to be some sort of logical and nonsexual reason behind all of this that he was now experiencing.
There was no way that he could have been attracted to Johnny. They were too good of friends and he was in love with Missy. Sure there were times where he thought, briefly, that maybe he could have been a little bit attracted to another guy. But those attractions could have easily been shrugged off. However this new attraction he was beginning to feel towards Johnny seemed much different to him; he wasn't going to be able to shrug this one off easily at all.
Bam began to think about how ridiculous the whole thing was. He was absolutely 100 percent straight and he wouldn't really become attracted to another man, ever. Bam then had to stop to think about this. How sure was he about it? Was he truly as straight as he made himself believe? That's just it, he realized then, he had only made himself believe that he was straight. But why? He knew that he was attracted to women and that he was in love with Missy. But did that really make him straight? After all he had admitted numerous times about certain things that gave him "gay tendacies". He had certain mannerisms that would make him appear as though he was gay; he had even admitted that if he was drunk enough he would do certain unspeakable things with one of his drunken buddies. Did that make him gay?
Until now he never really thought seriously about his sexuality. Maybe he wasn't as straight as he always thought he was. Maybe he had been in denial about himself this whole time. But thinking about all of this was beginning to give him a headache. He then stopped thinking about himself and began focusing on Johnny. Johnny appeared to have been lost in thoughts of his own. Bam wished then that he could get a glimpse of what could have been running around through his mind. He couldn't help but grin a little once he saw the happy, dreamy look on Johnny's face from far away. Just seeing this made Bam feel a little better about everything.
At the days end Bam was exhausted. All he wanted to do now that all the filming for the day was done was just lie back in his hotel bed and relax. Luckily for him he had the whole night to himself and some beer to drink. He just lay there against the pillow he had propped up against the headboard, and drifted away into his own world.
As he sat there in bed drinking, he was completely relaxed. He felt like it had been a long time since he had been able to relax like this. His whole body began to feel better, especially as he drank. Suddenly he heard his phone as someone sent him a text message. He pulled out his phone and tried to get his eyes to focus on the words on the screen. The words came together and then he froze as he read them. His stomach seemed to sink into his feet. Johnny had sent him the text, asking him about coming down to his room. Bam had completely forgotten that Johnny had invited him to his room earlier that day. All Bam could do was sit there and stare at the text message. He wanted to send a reply but he could not get his fingers to work the buttons. His mind raced and his heart pounded as he read the message again. It took him a little bit for him to be able to calm down. That's when he decided that instead of replying to Johnny through text message, he was going to just go down to his room.
Once he reached Johnny's room he stopped to think of something to say to Johnny. A grin formed on his lips as he reached up to knock on the door. As soon as Johnny opened the door Bam let the first thing that came to mind fall out of his mouth.
"Sorry. I got caught in traffic." Bam laughed
"Coming down the hallway?" Johnny shared a laugh with him "Well come in then asshole."
Letting out a laugh, Bam stepped into the room. He sensed that Johnny was watching him from behind as he closed the door. Right then Bam thought about the text message that lured him there. This made him nervous and excited all at the same time. He decided that he had to play it cool and not let too much of what he was feeling show. When he turned to look at Johnny he gave him a sly grin.
"Ok I'm here now. What are we gonna do, Knoxville?"
"We could get drunk."
"Hmm…" Bam surveyed the room "Looks like you've already got a good start. And well I've already been drinking before I came here." They both laughed
"You got me there Bam. Well then let's keep dinking."
"Sounds like a damn good plan. What do you have to drink?"
"Well… I think all I got left is a case of Corona."
"Aw Corona?" Bam asked with a whine "You don't have anything else?"
"Well I'm sorry Bam. It's all I got. You don't have to drink if you don't want to."
Bam stood and looked at the beer for a moment "I'll take a Corona."
"Good choice."
After catching the beer that Johnny tossed to him, Bam walked over to the bed to sit down. Johnny joined him on the bed and they began to talk while they had their beer. After a while Bam knew Johnny was going to say something to him that he must have had on his mind for a long time.
"Bam I've been thinking about something pretty much all day long and I have to ask you about it."
"What's that?"
"You said before that one riot control test stunt we did that if I did it you would French kiss me."
Bam took a drink "Oh that."
"Yeah. What I'd like to know is," He moved closer to Bam "Were you planning on keeping your word?"
Bam thought for a while before he decided to answer. He moved in closer to Johnny to where their mouths could touch at any moment.
"I guess I'll have to keep my word then."
Bam had no idea what he was doing right then. He felt so awkward and nervous, as though this was his first kiss all over again. And in a way it kind of was a first kiss for him. He thought that for a moment he could almost hear Johnny's heart pound from the excitement he surely had to be feeling. Bam felt like time had briefly stood still as he managed to move himself closer to Johnny. Before he knew it he had his lips on Johnny's lips. He had actually kissed Johnny. It felt so amazing to him and yet he couldn't believe that he had actually done it. The kiss lasted a few seconds before they pulled away from each other. He opened his eyes and smiled as he looked into Johnny's eyes. After a second of looking into each other's eyes, Bam blushed and looked away.
"Wow… I've never kissed another guy before." Bam said
"Bullshit." Johnny laughed
"I'm serious."
"Well… I haven't either."
Bam looked down for a couple seconds before looking up at Johnny "I kind of liked it."
Johnny grinned "Bam… you were supposed to French kiss me."
"I-I was working up to that." He said with a slight giggle in his voice
Bam moved forward again and tried to contain his giggles and excitement, but that wasn't as easy as he thought it would be. Bam was about to let out another little giggle and pull away from Johnny right at the very moment that he would have placed his lips upon Johnny's lips again. Before Bam could pull away from him, Johnny held both sides of Bam's face, bringing him close enough for their lips to touch. Bam relaxed and kissed him, this time it was better than the first kiss. Bam kissed him slowly and tenderly, allowing his tongue to lightly run across the top of Johnny's lips for a second. Then their lips parted and Bam eased his tongue into Johnny's mouth. As the kiss continued it felt so incredible to both of them that they didn't want it to stop. But once they needed a breath of air they pulled away from each other and gazed fondly into each other's eyes.
They both smiled, still looking into their eyes. Then with a small burst of energy Bam wrapped his arms around Johnny's neck and shoulders and began kissing him some more. As they kissed Johnny lied down and brought Bam on top of him. This was a moment that neither of them ever expected to happen and one that both of them were very glad that it had happened. At that moment they both felt that they couldn't have been happier.
Bam woke up with a groan and his head pounding. He quickly got out of bed and walked into the bathroom. As he got sick he quietly cursed himself for drinking so much the night before. He couldn't really remember anything about the night except for the kiss he had with Johnny.
He stared into the mirror for a few minutes, just taking in how awful he looked. Letting out a groan he then rubbed his eyes and thought briefly about how he was going to film some more that day, all hung-over and sore. In fact he had some sores on his body that he couldn't remember getting. But that wasn't anything new to him. For a second he held his stomach as he began to feel sick again. But then the images of him kissing Johnny popped into his head. Somehow this caused his sick feelings to go away.
A grin formed on his mouth as he continued to think about the kiss. He left the bathroom and lied back down on the bed, pulling the covers over him. Right then he didn't care that he was going to be hung-over during the filming because the images of the kiss made it seem worth it.
Bam closed his eyes and fell back to sleep. A few hours later, Bam remained under the covers. He lay there half asleep and listened to random sounds around him. He heard someone knocking on a nearby door followed by the sounds of Johnny saying that he'd be up in a minute or something like that. To him this all sounded so far away like he was hearing it in a dream. He thought it was a little strange that he was able to hear what was going on down near Johnny's room but he didn't think anything about it.
His eyes popped open once he felt someone nudge him. He slowly pulled the covers off of himself and looked over to see that someone else was next to him in bed. Sitting up fast, Bam looked surprised at Johnny.
"Bam we, uh, we have to get up."
"What are you doing in my hotel room, dude?"
"Bam, this is my room. You never left last night."
Bam lay down and covered his eyes with his arm "Shit…" He looked at him "What did we do last night?"
"I can think of a few things…"
"Knoxville…" He sat up "Do you think we… f-oh God we didn't." He covered his eyes with his hands
"Freak out later Bam" Johnny tossed Bam his clothes "Just get dressed. We have some stunts to film." He pulled his shirt over his head "Oh and, Bam, nothing leaves this room."