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Ethan eyed me for a minute then opened his mouth "You've always got me no matter what. I'm sure we can make this work out and I'm excited that your giving me the chance but to answer your question... no matter what I will always be here for you and I'm not going to walk away from you even if we cant make a romantic relationship work. But I do need you to commit to your education cause I dont wanna be with no dumb high school dropout!" I laughed at that. "Alright, you got a deal. You promise not to leave me and I promise not to dropout alright?" and the matter was settled... well almost. "Now how about that kiss?" I asked, looking up at the cop through my eyelashes jokingly. He more than answered me, he leaned in again after glancing at the door to make sure it was still shut and rested his lips against mine gently at first. I put one hand on the back of his head and the other on his hip. Our lips opened hotly at the same time and his tongue slipped between my lips causing me to shudder. He tasted hot and fierce and oh so male. His hands went to my shoulders and he pushed me down on the bed, I held onto his sides as he put both his hands on either side of my head and his knees beside my hips. He kissed me harder, more passionately and I met his advances with equal passion. After a few moments of heavy kissing I got bolder and let my hands explore his massive back, he had a thin waist but extremely muscled from what I could feel over his police uniform. My hands went up to his shoulders, my fingertips brushing over the muscles there, feeling them flex and unflex as he angled himself to kiss me more deeply. I got to his neck then buried my fingers in his hair, holding on tight and never wanting this to stop. My cock was getting harder by the minute and I knew my body wanted more. Ethan must have sensed this because seconds after the thought crossed my mind his lips left mine "Dane... your so beautiful. Well not beautiful I mean handsome, kind of rugged and especially for a kid your age." I blushed hard and said back "And you really are beautiful, even for an old guy." He glared playfully at me and said "Kid your full of it. Now how far do you want to take this? I mean I'm no virgin but I dont know about you, mostly I just dont want to rush anything." I thought for a second, he had a good point "Well you said yourself in the car, we both know were all this is gonna lead and its not like we can go out on dates or anything. Well at least not around here and not for another week so there's not a lot else to do but I dont think I'm ready for gay sex yet. I've done it with a girl but uh that's a lot different. I dont even really know where to begin. I feel like such a newb!" I said the last part with a deep blush and hid my face in his chest, he smelled like some sort of body spray. It was a good smell, really masculine and kinda spicy but not the old man spicy. "You are a newb at this stuff dumb shit but we all are at one point and your starting a lot younger than some. We dont need to rush into sex, at least I dont and unlike most of you teenagers I happen to have a lot of self restraint. I'll know anything you need to know and we've been friends for a long time so you shouldn't hesitate in asking me questions. By the way do you have any right now, questions that is? And I swear if you ask what that funny feeling between your legs is I'll have to hurt you or seriously reconsider a few things!" I laughed and instantly began to feel better "Oh you dont have to worry I know what that feeling is, and thanks. For being patient and talking to me and stuff and I do know I can ask you questions if I need to. All this is really new right now though and kinda scary. I guess I have questions... a lot of them but I dont know where to begin and I know some I should just kind of learn through experience. Can we kinda just start up again and see where it takes us?" I blushed at how forward I was being, for me that was normal, I was a take charge guy but with Ethan I just felt ... different. Once again he answered through action and not word, leaning down and pressing his lips to mine. We kissed tenderly with him on top of me, he moved his lips away from mine after a moment and kissed my jawbone, then my temple and up to my forehead. He propped himself on one arm and let his free hand glide over my chest and stomach in more of a reassuring way than a sexual one. I looked into his eyes and bit my lip then tugged his shirt out from where it was tucked in his pants, I let my hand glide over his back only to encounter a thin cotton undershirt. He laughed and said "Sorry kid lemme help you out." then got up and stood beside the bed, kicking his shoes off, taking off and folding his uniform shirt and laying it and the undershirt on my desk chair. God what a man, bronze tanned skin stretched tight as could be over muscle after rippling muscle and something I didn't expect, I started laughing. "What the?! Well I've never gotten this reaction before." Then he started to laugh, I was almost doubled over sitting up on the bed at this point. In between chest shaking bouts of laughter I managed to say "You kinky ass cop! I thought they had a metal detector at the station and all that would certainly set it off!" Proudly displayed on two sexy, pert nipples were thick metal rings winking in the sunlight streaming through my window. "Oh shut up kid they dont set the metal detector but if they ever decided to wand me they'd get a surprise or three." My eyebrows shot up "Wait a minute! Whoa dude!!! Omigod no way drop em man I have to see this!" He blushed furiously and stammered out "No way... your initial reaction kinda did a number on my uhm... ego. There's no way your seeing that one right now, nu-uh no way not gonna happen!" I started laughing and stood up. "Oh yes there is, you told me about it and now I wanna see it. Its only fair, you sparked my curiosity." Of course Ethan glared at me but I put on the cutest most innocent smile I could muster and walked over to him slowly. "You really do have an amazing chest Eath. No reason at all to be ashamed of your body, unless of course you uhm... shall we say lacking in the endowment department. And remember I've never been with another man before so I cant really compare you to anyone else. You could fail miserably at lovemaking and I'd be none the wiser, now DROP TROW DAMMIT!" He was backing up by now and considering the size of my room his back hit the door right away. "No way kid. I know you wanna see me and I definitely wanna see you but come on. Cant you at least wait till your birthday, then it wouldn't even be illegal?" I pretended to give that a few seconds thought then walked the rest of the way over to him, put one arm on either side of his head and leaned in to very forcefully kiss him. I started rubbing my hands over the rocky smooth plains of his chest, tugging on the nipple rings as I went down and tangled my fingers in his security belt and was met with yet another dilemma, I had no idea how to get the thing off and just tugging thus far hadn't worked. "Nice try kid but lets leave a little suspense in the relationship. We haven't even been on a date yet, and really I'd feel better if you were 18. And hell how about this, I promise not to wear a bra on prom night ok?" He said the last part a little strangely, I could tell by the indention that he was biting his cheek to keep himself from laughing. "You jerk! You knew I wouldn't be able to get that damn belt off, hell your lucky I didn't steal your gun and MAKE you strip, jackass!" That tipped him over the edge and a deep throaty chuckle escaped his lips and didn't stop, he laughed until it looked like he might cry and he was holding his sides. "Ok, your right I did know. I should have warned you but you have to admit that was funny as hell. Oh dont look so mad it's not really even my fault. I told you to wait!" I did agree with him, it was funny as hell and I'd feel better too if we waited to do anything really in depth until I was legal but I wasn't about to tell Ethan that. "Jackass. Well what are we gonna do now? You got me all horned up and I cant jack off if were not supposed to see me naked." I said as I crossed the room back to my bed, kicking my dirty dishes and clothes out of the way as I went. Turns out what we could do was make out for about an hour until my sister called me in because she needed my help getting to the bathroom. I walked into the living room and went to the couch where she was laying, it didn't look like she'd moved an inch while we'd been in my room and I was starting to feel bad about abandoning her. "Dane, I'm sorry I tried to get up and I knocked my glass over. I couldn't get the stain up with my shirt but I tried. I'm real sorry." She had little bitty crystal clear tears running down her face and it just about broke my heart. I looked down and there was a big, sopping wet stain on the hem of her favorite tweety-bird nightshirt. I'd bought the thing for her when she was like 7 for her birthday and she wore it around the house days until my mom finally yelled at her and told her she stank and to throw it away. Of course she hadn't thrown it away, she'd stashed it in our 'secret place', a loose floorboard in our bathroom near the tub, until mom forgot she didn't want Katie wearing it. "Shh now girly its ok, shah. Dont worry about it I'll clean it up I promise. And if there's still a stain I'll tell mom I did it. You know she never hi- we'll talk about it later. Now lets get you to the bathroom, up you go." I didn't finish what I'd been about to say because at the last minute I remembered Ethan was in the room, instead I picked my little twig of a sister up by the armpits and just stood there cradling her against my chest for a minute before helping her walk to the bathroom. Once there I said "Go in and do your thing, I'll throw you one of my shirts and you can change. Then I'll wait by the door till your ready to lay back down, but moms gonna be home soon and who knows who she'll bring over. You can stay with me and Ethan in my room ok?" She smiled a little at the attention I was giving her and the prospect of hanging out with us guys and nodded, then walked slowly into the bathroom and shut the door behind her. I heard Ethan take a deep breath behind me and turned around, the big dumbass sap was wiping a tear from the corner of his eye. "No one should have to live in fear of his own mother kid. Especially not kids as good as you and Katie, you know if you ever need me to get you out of here all you have to do is say the word and I'll do my best. I love you and your sister, c'mere shithead." he said in a gravely voice. I had to up my macho for a second to keep any of my own tears from sliding and walked over to Ethan, cuddling into his chest and responding "Yeah, I know. But I dont know what mom would do if Katie and I weren't here, we're the only reason she's not worse than she is and she's got cancer. I wanna stay around at least till Katie's outa Junior High and by then I should have a good enough job to support us both without state help. You know they'd split us up in an instant no matter how hard you and I fought that. We're ok here for now, we got it a lot better than some.." Ethan kissed the top of my head and shook his own, silently wondering how a kid from the streets could know so much. After throwing Katie my old 'Pink Floyd - 1973' shirt and helping her to lay down in my room Ethan and I started up the video games to entertain her. I whipped his ass in snowboarding then we switched games and he slaughtered me in street racing. We goaded one another and cussed each other out, all to my little sisters amusement until at around ten she fell asleep. We turned down the volume on the T.V and stretched out on either side of her to watch Jay-Leno. "Hey Dane, want me to stay around till your mom comes home or what?" Ethan said, breaking the silence during a commercial for Viagra "I dunno man she might get really pissed off seeing a cop here that late at night. Especially if she's drunk, or brings a guy home" I laughed and added "or both." He shrugged and said "Then I'll get outa here, remember to clean up the stain and call me in the morning if you need to stay home and take care of her." He gestured to Katie as he got off the bed and started looking around my room for his shirt, finding they had slid off my chair and onto the floor. Once he was fully clothed I said "Yeah dont worry she'll be ok in the morning but I dont think mom will call her in sick to school again, she was mad enough that she had to do it last time and they dont let me do it unless I actually go over there. Last time they gave her a detention! Pisses me off man, like a lot." I added at the end, and it did. My sister was a straight A student and never got in trouble. "Well if they give you any flack, your mom or the office. Just have me do it, I'll say I'm an uncle or something. I walked Ethan to the front door as he called himself a cab, having forgotten to call and have his squad car picked up. The cab pulled up and as he was about to walk off the front steps I grabbed his wrist and pulled him inside again, slamming him against the wall well out of eyeshot of the cabby and kissed him hard. He opened his mouth and our tongues slid past one another hotly, I shivered and pressed myself against him feeling his rock hard cock against mine through our pants. " I wish I could stay the night baby... mmm I want to so bad." he practically purred into my neck. I nodded and said "Me too, now go before the cabby gets the wrong idea and alerts the media about Kansas City's finest." He laughed "Wouldn't the cabby getting the wrong idea actually be the right idea in this situation? Anyways, I'll see you at school tomorrow sexy." And with that Ethan was bounding down the stairs two at a time into the night, the cab door swung shut and off the yellow car went down the street. I sighed and leaned against the door for a few seconds, giving myself time to cool down and enjoy the moment. My mom got home at around 1 o' clock, she was drunk and had two men following her in the door. I was in the kitchen in my boxers at the time, making a peanut butter sandwich for Katie who'd woken up in the night hungry. "Who's that?" one of the men barked defensively at my mom, "I thought you said no one would see us you trailer trash skank!" I flinched at his tone but left it alone, whatever my mom got herself into was her own business and I couldn't support her bringing men home and fucking them for money with Katie in the house. "Ignore him, he's no-one." My mom said flippantly, waving her hand in my direction the same way she would shoo a fly. A few years ago that comment might have stung, the whole situation might have stung, but I was so used to it that I was numb. The man grunted and the three adults, mom in the lead went down the hall to her room. I finished making Katie's sandwich and poured her a glass of water then walked back to my room with the cup and plate. My sister was sitting up on my bed when I re-entered my room, her pale skinny legs sticking out from under my T-shirt and her big blue eyes watching my every move. "Moms home? Will she come say goodnight, she's not gonna get mad for me sleeping in here is she? Did she bring friends over again?" She fired question after question at me in a raspy sour-throat kinda voice. "Yeah she's home, she and her friends said they were really tired so she told me to give you a kiss to make you feel better and you'd see her in the morning before work. And she said she didn't mind you sleeping in my room tonight sense your sick, dont worry." I answered, feeling sick for lying to her but it was better than the truth. I prayed that she would never find out the truth, and that I could preserve my moms image in front of her for at least another year until I could get her out of here. So far my sister hadn't been scared to badly by our surroundings. "Here, eat up. And I'm gonna turn on some music, mom said I could. You dont mind do ya?" My sister took the plate and started in on her sandwich then shook her head fast 'no' in response to my question, she loved when I played what she called 'night time music' it was a mix of old and new blues I'd collected sense I was about her age. And it would drown out the sounds of whatever my mother might be doing across the house, saving me from having to make more excuses about that. Katie and I fell asleep to the soulful voice of Clarence (Gatemouth) Brown that night. She thinking of a boy named Cale Rodgers in her grade, and me once again praying that we would both make it out ok... * It was about three in the morning when I heard it, a loud noise down the hall. So loud I heard it crystal clear over the music, one loud boom then silence but it didn't sound like a gunshot. I opened my eyes slowly and rolled over on my side. Katie mumbled something and I felt her small fingers interlock between my bigger ones tighter, I looked down at her then at the door. I grabbed her stuffed bear off the floor and quick as possible took my hand away and wedged the toy in her grasp. Padding over to the door and opening it as quietly as possible I tried to think of what could have made that sound, a car, a gun or something else entirely? I stepped into the hall and frowned, the kitchen light was on and I'd turned it off earlier. I walked towards the switch to shut it off, thinking one of my moms clients might have turned it on searching for the john. I stopped dead in my tracks and for a second it felt like the world stopped, there laid out on the stark whiteness of the kitchen tile was my mother. She looked up at me from under her ash blonde hair and grimaced, I couldn't see any physical reason for her to be lying there like that accept that she was shaking like a leaf. "Uh... do you need my help ma?" I mumbled, not really wanting to go over to her and wanting even less to figure out why she was in the state she was in. She just shook her head gently and looked behind me then said "There, he wont do what you want he's not that kind of boy. There's a bedroom beside mine, just dont go in his room. My daughters in there and I'd kill you if you touched her." I took three steps quickly towards her then whipped myself around. The two men shed come home with were standing right in front of me, about three and a half steps away. I raised my fists to my chest and face, refusing to think about the words my mom had spoken. The taller of the two men, who I was beginning to think must be brothers reached out for me while the other grinned. "C'mere boy, dont be shy." I backed up another step and tripped over what must have been my moms leg. "Hell no you crack whore fucker, get back or I'll kick your ass!" I growled at him, I knew what they wanted to do and I wasn't about to let them. I was NOT going to be their play toy, not now, not ever. Especially now that I had Ethan... ETHAN, if I could get to a phone I could call him! I was a good fighter but against two big drunk gym rats I might as well have been a fly. "Aww he's got guts. That's kinda cute dont you think?" The shorter of the two said to his companion. "Sure is, means he's gonna scream bloody murder in a few minutes. Hope your neighbors dont mind the noise lady." The taller replied with a laugh. I looked around the counter for some kind of weapon, my eyes scanned the counter and passed over the knife I'd used in the peanut butter. It wasn't a sharp knife, one of those butter knifes or whatever but it might help and it sure as hell couldn't hurt. I lunged for it and the taller of the two men lunged for me. I got my fingers around it just in time because as I was turning back towards them his big body came slamming into mine. I grunted and almost lost my grip on the knife, my knife arm was pinned closed to my body and he had me in a rib crushing bear hug. I squirmed, he smelled rank like dirty sex and beer. My mind would chouse that moment to remind me the smell was the sex he'd already had with my mom, it was almost enough to make me throw up and I wondered if that might make him let me go. "Need any help?" The shorter man said, but he wasn't talking to me. This was so damn wrong, how could three adults just stand there and not do anything? How could my own mom do this to me and what went so wrong in these men's lives that they would do it? I tried to tell myself it was the beer I could smell on the men making them do this but I never could lie to myself convincingly enough. "Nah he's kinda scrawny, I got him. But we might need to tie him up. You got any rope lady?" He responded, directing the last question to my mom. She shook her head then said "No, but there's some fishing line in his tackle box in the closet by the door." My eyes winced shut and I struggled with all I had to get my knife hand free. I couldn't let this happen to myself, I was stronger than this I could beat it! "Let go of me you stinking fucking prick! Or I'll scream bloody murder and the neighbors will hear! They'll call the cops and you'll get just what you deserve! A nice long stay in prison with a fat ass black dude named Bubba. He's gonna do what you wanna do to me every day, twice if he can pay off the guards!" I tired to keep up a steady stream of threats just because I could tell it was pissing him off and some men are so stupid, when they get mad they have to show there macho. I was praying he'd let me go so he could try and beat me, if he did that I knew I could get away long enough to call Ethan, I was faster. The short guy laughed at a few of the things I said while he rummaged around in the closet for the fishing line. He was a little too drunk to find anything quickly and he'd already overlooked my tackle box twice, it gave me hope that once he actually opened the damn thing he wouldn't know what to grab for a while. My chest was starting to hurt from all my struggles and I don think Tall intended to let me go soon. "Fucker, lemme go your damaging the goods, your gonna give me a bruise! Let! Me! Go! Shithead!" I growled at him, shoving off his leg with one of my feet after every word. He still didn't budge and I started to think maybe he had metal for bones cause he sure as hell wasn't like a normal human. He laughed at me and held on tighter, like some sick demented form of the hugs you see girls run up squealing to give there boyfriends after the football games... well minus the squeal and the lifting off the ground parts I guess. I turned my head to look at Short and he had my tackle box open and was leafing through it, spilling most of the contents onto the ground. I think I must have growled audibly because Tall laughed at me. Things started to get a little more surreal from there on out. Short walked over to me holding the fishing line and Tall laughed again, I remember them tying my hands up and I panicked because now I didn't have a chance of getting away until they were done with me. My arms were wrapped to one another behind my back all the way up to my elbows, it hurt like hell and the thin plastic was cutting into my skin. Short started to bind my legs together as Tall held me in his bear hug but Tall shook his head, I think that's when I started crying. I hadn't meant to of course, I even tried to fight the tears because any extra noise could wake Katie up but I couldn't stop them. Tall dragged me over to a brown shag rug on the carpet and laid me on it face down. I tried to roll onto my side but he caught me at the hips and pushed me down with his weight, he put his knees on either side of my hips after that and kept me pinned there with his thigh muscles. Short was sitting on the couch near us with a twisted smile on his face, it made me want to throw up. I twisted as hard as I could and earned a swift blow to the back of the head, it made things fuzzy instantly. I groaned and tried to push upwards with my hips, not having the use of my arms was torture. That struggle earned me a boot in the middle of the back, Short was now standing over me with one foot planted between my shoulder blades "Stay where you are kid, the less you struggle the less this will hurt. But I wont lie, it's gonna hurt worse than anything else you have ever felt." He purred. I freaked out, strained my arms against my binds I WOULD NOT let this happen to me! I could feel the fishing line cut through my skin, I could feel the blood running down my arms and I knew the pain I felt would be nothing beside what they could do to me, that's how I justified it to myself. I heard a noise from behind Katie's bedroom door and my mind went into overdrive. It was a long shot but I didn't care, maybe it wouldn't help but in the moment even the slightest bit of hope was worth more than anything to me "Ferrari! C'mere girl c'mere Ferrari!" I whistled and yelled out. Tall slapped a firm hand over my mouth and Short ground his foot into my lower back, I flinched and groaned loudly. I could hear the 100lbs of American Bulldog throwing herself against my sisters door and I knew my tormenters could too. Tall looked a little panicked and started undoing his belt quickly, I squirmed more frantically and shouted for my dog again. All the commotion woke my sister up, she stepped out of my room still only in my big t-shirt and rubbed her eyes sleepily. Katie took in the situation and got a horrified look on her face "Katie! Open your door, let Ferrari out! Get in there and lock the door! GO!" I yelled at her, my sister, the little girl that I'd sworn to protect was about to save my ass. That is if Ferrari could help me take on these bastards.To be continued...
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