Barriers

Authors Notes: So we're late by two weeks but I'm very happy with the chapter as it's the most action packed and important one to date.

The delay was due to a major plot point change. No Spoilers at the top of course.

Sorry to say it folks, but there is one more chapter left. After that I'll be taking a break from this story and will be working on a new one completely different premise from this one. I might finish book 2 before I release it as book 1 was all over the place.

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Barriers 10 – Homecoming

"How many people do you think we can have here?" Eric asked.

"I'd reckon you can fit about thirty if you guys planned well enough. Any above that the cops are probably getting called." My uncle answered as he flipped the page from his book.

"I can't thank you enough for letting us do this sir." Jon thanked my uncle as he finished placing the last side on the table.

I was awoken at around ten in the morning when Jon and Ken were let in by my uncle. Ken immediately got to work on the whole chicken he bought and

Jon came downstairs to kiss me until I returned it. We probably would have gotten into it heavier but of course my wonderful uncle just happened to come down at the perfect time to ruin it. While we waited, Veronica got the house tour from Eric and I and she was as shocked as everyone else was. We settled at the table when called and as usual Kenneth Anthony Wilker, with the assistance of stupid lion, had outdone himself with a meal for six.

"Alright everyone. Enjoy and I'm going to go do the dishes and eat outside."

"Kenneth you will do such thing." My uncle had taken a serious liking to Ken and basically treated him like his son at this point. "I will do the dishes. You will sit here and enjoy time with your friends. Also, your mother should have first choice from everything that you created so pick her food out now."

"But sir..." Ken humbly replied.

"Not hearing it. Pick it out now.." My uncle arched his eyebrow and all I could do was slam my head into the table as I couldn't had been more embarrassed in that moment.

"No sir. Sorry sir." Ken zipped out of the room to grab his container. Once he was done my wonderful boyfriend picked me up and let me know everything was set.

"Jon, you don't mind making sure Jace meets with his personal trainer do you?" My uncle chose to let us eat before touching anything so he was still in the middle of his book.

"No problem Sir. He keeps telling me about the place and I might have to get one of those massages myself."

"Did he tell you about the cute front desk attendant?" Of course, he couldn't help but tell my boyfriend this. Killl meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

"Uh...well I mean if he finds him cute I better up my game I guess." I swear I saw a twitch in his eye, I guess he feared my uncle more than he wanted to blow up.

"I suppose so. Anyways, let me lay down some ground rules so we can get this out of the way. No hard drugs, I expect to come back to the house as I left it and most importantly of all, Jace is to abstain from drinking himself into a coma." He put his book down and put his glasses in his pocket. "I'd like him to not drink at all but I know that's not a possibility so just make sure he doesn't overdo it like he always does."

"I have self-control you know." I countered immediately horrifying everyone else. You can't let him bully you or he just runs you over.

"No you don't Jace. I wouldn't need to lock that cabinet If I did." My uncle had quickly replaced the old liquor cabinet with one with a pin-locked safe. I thought about going out of town and picking up bottles but never had the time to.

"Yeah? Ok, I bet you I can go the entire weekend while you're gone without a single drink or drug. That includes the homecoming party. If I do so I'm allowed to have Jon over whenever I want and I'm allowed to lock the door."

"Oh really now? That's a rather loaded bet you know Jace."

"You have no faith in me and treat me as if im five. I'm capable of much more you know." I scanned the room and saw everyone shocked that I was willing to throw down the gauntlet but really at this point I have had it with him.

"How can I even make such a bet and trust that you won't conspire against me?"

"Look at all of them right now. They're all terrified of you. You think Jon would ever lie to you?" We both looked at Jon and he became even paler than he was when this whole thing started. "Ken certainly wouldn't either considering how much you dote on him."

"You raise a good point." He put his fork down and looked me straight in the eye. "Alright Jace, I'll accept but if I win you're going to the gym every day until New Years Day."

I gulped audibly but my mind was already made up. The reward was well worth the risk. "Deal." We shook hands and went back to our meals. It's been set. I just had to last an entire week without a single drink.

After eating my uncle forced everyone away from the table Despite Ken's protests. We made our way outside, dragging Ken along so we could settle on plans.

"So my older bro can get us a Keg or two." Eric started as he took a seat.

"ERIC. Jason just made a bet that he can't drink and that's the first thing you say?" She slapped him real good and I quickly found myself liking Veronica a lot more.

"Ow. He doesn't care. He just won't be around it. Isn't that right Jason?"

"Uhh...well I mean it's gonna be..." I stammered realizing how badly I fucked myself.

"You don't know what it's like to be around an addict. I do. It's why my mom left my dad and all his money." Veronica smacked him again. "We should seriously consider just not drinking at all."

"Yeah but then nobody will come. It doesn't matter how nice the place is if it's just gonna be a school dance." Jon interjected.

"It's fine. Jon's right, ya'll should have fun. I'll just abstain. It's just one party out of a million we're gonna have here over the school year no?"

"Fuck yeah!" Eric smacked my shoulder and gave it a good rub. "You're actually so damn cool Jason. I wish we had met before. This would have been awesome."

"Thank this stupid lion right here." I got under Jon's jacket and squeezed him.

"Yeah, I guess so." He said rather coldly but I couldn't be bothered and knew we would talk about it rationally later.

We planned out everything down to the food, which my uncle said he would take care of with his friend as well. I assumed it was one of this many assistants that he would summon for a week while he was gone. Maybe it was the housekeeper looking for more hours. Afterwards Ken had to pick up his mom and my uncle decided to make more food for them leaving Ken to drag an entire tote of food embarrassed out of his mind. My uncle is known to show his affection through food and physical items rather than emotions like most people. That was the queue for Eric and Veronica to bounce so afterwards I made my way downstairs with my reluctant lion, leaving the door open of course.

"You gonna tell me whats wrong with you?" I hissed as we hit the bottom of the stairs.

"You gonna tell me why you're hitting on other guys?" He snapped right back.

"I didn't hit on him you idiot." I let go of his hand and made my way to my computer. "You know you're letting him win when you do this."

"What on earth are you talking about?" He grabbed the remote has he got on my bed and flipped through Netflix.

"My uncle enjoys seeing people squirm because nobody ever stands up to him. You earn his respect by showing him you're not a pushover. Or you could be Ken but we both know that's not happening any time soon."

"That doesn't change that you're looking at other dudes."

"What the fuck do you want me to say?" I turned around in my chair furious. "I told you I loved you the other night and you think some idiot at the front desk of my gym is changing that?"

"No I just..."

"You just thought that because you can say the damn word so fucking easily, it can mean nothing coming out of my mouth."

"Jason..." He realized he fucked up hard at this point but I was too blind with rage to even care.

"You ever think that I was avoiding this? That I couldn't tell you that I loved you because i thought you wouldn't believe me?"

"Of course, I believe you." He looked away recounting every moment up to this point.

"You sure know how to fucking show it then." I turned around once again not being able to look at him. "Just fucking go. I need you to leave before I say something I regret because I'm clearly too stupid to know how to assure you I don't care about other guys because I love you."

"Nah." I found my chair turned around and my boyfriend looking at me with a mixture of apology and amusement. I'm gonna stay right here and apologize.

"See you never fucking listen." I snarled back.

"Shut up." He said forcefully before pressing his face into mine once.

"Jon!" I yelled after kissed me.

"I'm not walking away from you. If I do, you'll find a way to get a drink."

"I don't need you around all the time."

"Look." He started before turning his face away while holding me in place. "I know I fucked up. You should be allowed to look at other guys."

`Weren't thinking that earlier were ye?"

"You're so lucky you're cute." He said with a soft face.

"Out Jon." I huffed losing steam.

"There we go." He kissed me on the cheek one more time and picked me up out of the chair.

"Let me go. What the fuck?"

"We should take a nap." He threw me on the bed and followed right behind. "You'll feel better when you wake up."

"I hate you." I turned around and threw the blanket over me.

"I love you too. Come on you have to go to the gym in a few hours." He cuddled next to me and I couldn't help but fall asleep in his arms

"The sight truly does get tiring after a few times. Come on, let's go Jace." My uncle quipped waking us both up.

"Sorry sir. He needed to calm down so I forced him into a nap." Jon chittered nervously causing me to roll my eyes and turn over into my pillow.

"That's all good and well but I won't have two cranky teenagers working out with me." My uncle explained.

"Two?" I mumbled as I turned into my pillow.

"Well how is Jon going to take you to the gym when I'm not around if he isn't a member?"

"Great, hopefully I get to put that smug ass front desk attendant in his place." I could hear the vitriol him his voice.

"We just got over this." I grumbled into the pillow.

"Between us yes, but he needs to know you're taken and I'll kick his ass if he makes moves."

"Fucking dogs the both of you." I snapped.

"Jace. Up." My uncle grabbed the pillow from under me and propped me up and I opened my eyes to see my boyfriend in his boxers changing into some clothes from my closet.

"Do you have no decency?"

`He saw me naked. What's the worst that could happen from here?"

"Alright Jon, he's awake. Don't let him lay down again and I have some green juice upstairs for both of you. I'll be in the back, get me when you're ready and don't make me get you."

"Are you going to continue to do this?" I asked as he walked away. I felt my uncles cold glare but I was not happy to be awaken like that so he could fuck off.

"The sooner you realize it's better to listen to close trustworthy authoritative figures the better things become for you." Jon chimed in.

"You just want him to buy a wing so you get into OSU for free."

"Nah, I'd be blowing him and not you." He joked as he walked back into my closet. "Why do you have so much black? Even your gym gear is black."

"Shut up and get me something." I said as I laid back on my bed.

"JACE OFF THE BED." My uncle shouted startling me.

"Goddamn Jackal."

"I HEARD THAT TOO. VERY POWERFUL MAN JACE." He reminded me from afar.

I screamed some unholy combination of sounds and threw on the clothes Jon brought out for me before looking at the two green glasses upstairs. I nearly heaved it all up but Jon drank like it was water.

"My mom does shit like this too. I'm gonna give her the night off tommorow, you mind?"

"Always the perfect son."

"I figured you and Ken would do that interview."

"Oh, I forgot about that." I admitted, "Then again he had to get his mom no matter what."

"Knowing him he's probably telling his mom about it right now."

"COME ON YOU TWO WERE BURNING DAYLIGHT." My uncle shouted ending the conversation for now. I shivered finishing the last of the juice and ran out to catch up with the others. On the car ride there my uncle and Jon discussed their usual workout routines giving me time to zone out. That was short lived as before I knew it we were at life cycle and Jon was already stomping in, forcing me to chase after him and my uncle to burst out laughing behind.

"Stupid fancy place with its stupid front desk attendants." He said before opening the door.

"Jon. Stop." I demanded as we walked inn

"That's him isn't it?" We looked straight ahead to see the same guy working the counter.

"Yes but..."

"I just want a word with him."

"Jon."

"Just a word, maybe a punch or two."

"Welcome to Life Cycle. How are you today Jason?" He flashed his perfect teeth as he smiled. "I see you brought a gue-"

"Yeah he brought his boyfriend." Jon snarled.

"Oh great. Let me take a look at the account. Are you Jonathan Han?"

"Yeah pretty boy. Now let me make this clear. Jason is mine and if you plan on flirting with him..."

"Me flirt with him?" He twinged a smile which he quickly suppressed. "No offense but I can do better."

"Yeah. He can." I interjected pulling him away. "Sorry, he's a protective one. We'll skip the BMI test today." I wanted to kick his nuts and dunk him in the pool.

"Actually, Jason your personal trainer is here if you would like to meet her today." I heard the clerk say as I dragged my stupid lion away.

"I'll meet her at the end thank you." I said not wanting to turn around. As soon as we we're out of earshot I release my grip and smacked him. "The actual fuck is wrong with you."

"I just think it's bullshit that you find some guy to drool over when I had to spend six months in the slammer to even be considered is all."

I pinched the bridge of my nose. "You're doing yourself no favors by how you word it. If I didn't know any better from a conversation, we had a few hours ago, all that time meant nothing."

"Like am I supposed to just be happy that you have no problems looking at other dude now?"

"You are actually." My uncle said rather seriously as he caught up to us.

"Sir, I.."

"Too serious, too protective, too obsessed." He jokes as he walked past into the cycling room. "You'd be better to realize you are young. Now then it's time to cycle. Intermediate this time Jace get ready." He opened the door leaving us between ourselves again. This time Jon was the same shade of pale that he had visited earlier in the day.

"Look. I grabbed his hand gently as I started. "I love you. Just because there's an attractive guy at the front desk doesn't mean I can just go kiss him. My eyes are going to wander but that doesn't mean I don't want my stupid lion more."

He growled low in acknowledgement.

"Ok good now come die on the bikes with me."

As expected, I couldn't stop wheezing after twenty minutes while Jon and my Uncle made a show of who could stay on pace longer. My uncle would end up losing because Of his smoking habit but Jon was afraid to celebrate.

"You know Kelly. When you said your brat was out of shape, I didn't think he would be a twig." A woman spoke up behind us as we got off our bikes. I was unsure how she managed to get in without us noticing..

"Must you call me Kelly in from of him Evanna?" He painted back trying to catch his breath

"Like you're in any position to argue." She walked over to me and helped me up. "Your stupid uncle thinks he can run you through the grinder and it'll all work out. This is why he's a financial consultant and not a personal trainer."

"Evanna, I will not stand to hear you talk ill me to him. He hates me as it is."

"Easy to see why." She countered. "Jace, I'm your uncles, old college friend and we've made the arrangements to have me be your personal trainer."

"Why did I even let you trick me into signing up here?" My uncle shouted, clearly frustrated.

I looked over at Jon and found the most confused look on his face. His hero of two weeks had finally been bested and he didn't know what to do next.

"Ay, Marcus Jr over here looks like his cat just died. Reminds me of how you were with Marcus."

"I did not dote on Marcus like that."

"He did when you met in college."

"THAT'S IT. IM TAKING MY MONEY AND GOING ELSEWHERE. I WILL NOT BE EMBARRASSED IN FRONT OF MY FLESH AND BLOOD." My uncle exclaimed as he stomped towards the door.

" Kelly, stop being so goddamn gay. You're staying right here." She grabbed him with ease and chuckled as he struggled.

"And what makes you so sure?" He attempted to regain his composure to muster up a glare.

"Because you want what's best for Jace and we both know I'm the best trainer you'll find for hours past this place.

The both glared at each other and I couldn't help but admire the first person to ever outwit my uncle. It gave me the courage to speak up to break the silence

"I would love to have you train me...Evia?"

"Evanna sport. Your uncle can't remember names either don't worry." She pat me on the head before walking to the door, keeping it open. "I need to take Jace around the place so I can figure out where to start. Kelly, take Marcus Jr with you if you would.

"This woman. Come along Jon well leave these two to their nonsense." My uncle couldn't have been out of the room faster and my stupid lion followed at the same pace.

"Same taste in men as well. Really are your uncle's nephew." She walked over to the bike I was on. "Wow, that's a good pace for a kid who's smoked since he was fifteen"

"Don't patronize me. I know it's shit."

She groaned and shook her head. "Meatheads like Kelly don't understand how much you're inflamed if you push yourself too hard. Not to mention you're a recovering addict. You don't even have endorphins to enjoy yet. Jace, your entry to this wonderful place was undeserved. Please allow me to show you working out doesn't have to be torturous." She put out her hand to shake. "You already worked way too hard on this bike, let's just get you calibrated and we'll call it a day."

Finally, a fucking break I couldn't of shook her hand fast enough. We did some machine exercises and weights that didn't feel like I was atlas and after an hour of calibrating she sent me off with my uncle and boyfriend who looked like they had once again tried to out-alpha each other.

"I will never understand you two." I complained as we walked to the car.

"Your boyfriend here thought he could out-squat me and it devolved from there." My uncle explained as he pushed ahead and unlocked the vehicle.

"Prideful fools the both of you."

"It was a nice challenge I must admit, but I am older and your toy over there need to remember it."

"I'm nobody's toy." He shot out regretting it immediately.

"You're most certainly Jace's play thing." My uncle repeated. "Anyways, where are we going for dinner?"

"I want a burger and a beer. Let's go to The Hog." I said mindlessly

"Jace. No beer." He reprimanded me. "Are the salads at this Hog serviceable? Or will I be mad and have to find another organic farm two hours out?"

"Uncle you're too much sometimes. They are fine."

"They better be."

Thankfully the salad was good enough for my uncles standard and we made a quick event of dinner. Afterwards Jon wanted to take a shower with me but obviously my cockblocking uncle told him he should be on his way. I was exhausted after another day of nonstop interaction so I found myself passing out on the bed and waking up at five. I wandered upstairs to smoke and found my uncle cooking what looked to be like the start of his famous meat pies.

"Is this for breakfast?" I walked up and took a small spoonful of the meat he was using and I was instantly awaken by the flavor.

"Jace don't touch." He smacked the spoon out of my hand. "That meat is fifty a pound and it's not for snacking. We're bringing them over to the Wilkers and eating there."

"What is your obsession with Ken?" I asked bluntly as I rubbed where he smacked my hand.

"Your friend is a genius and I can't believe he was raised so well considering his... subpar living conditions."

"Ah so you feel bad that he's poor."

"I would never look down on someone for not having money." He lied. "I'm sure you know his mother's terminal. I want to go over there and discuss her options in terms of experimental trials that I found in the states."

"SHES WHAT?"

"Oh goddamnit. Fucking Beth said everyone knew. I knew I shouldn't have said anything."

"How can this be? Ken said..."

"Ken knows kiddo. They found out on Thursday this week."

"How does mother even know this?" It suddenly made sense why we saw Mrs. Wilker at the game on Friday.

"They're organizing a fundraiser for Ken so he's taken care of. She called me to send my regards to them. So here I am making this to see if I can help in any way."

"Uncle..."

"You said it yourself Jace. People like Kenneth...they're one in a billion. If I can use my wealth to help someone like that kid it's well worth every cent. Now you can either stand there or help me."

I took an audible gulp and sucked it up and started to help. He made the call to cook the first ones at their place and keep the other pies unbaked so they would freeze well. After a few hours of prep work we were done and on our way to the apartments. After a moment of being lost in the maze my uncle knocked on the door of the Wilker residence and were greeted by a very sullen and exhausted Ken.

"Mr. Andrews, what are you doing here?" The dark rings around Kens eyes made it look like he had gotten zero sleep and his acne was breaking out worse than I had ever seen it.

"Kenneth, your mother knows I'm here on...business. Please show me to her."

"Oh of course." He stepped aside and let us in. "Just be quiet as my dad is sleeping for a few more hours.

"Not a problem." He walked in and made his way to the living room. I followed along and Ken and I made our way to the adjoining Kitchen.

"Alright Ken we need to bake these at 400 for a half hour." I barely got out before we heard from my uncle again.

"Kenneth, Jace will take care of Lunch. We have a pressing matter to discuss, please come here." We heard out of earshot and Ken quickly answered the call after showing me how the oven works. After a little under half an hour, everyone including a groggy Mr. Wilker settled around the table to try my uncles work.

"This is outstanding." Mr Wilker started. "You should learn how to make this Ken. Your dream of a restaurant might end up coming true if you had a dish like this."

"Ken wants to open up a restaurant?" I interjected

"When he was younger, he wanted to be like Gordon Ramnsey. That all got pushed to the side after he found Johnny and basketball but you never know what's gonna happen." He dad explained with humor in his point.

"I'm gonna go to school and find a good job training athletes so I can take care of you." Ken replied with passion.

"Ken you think too much into the future. I need you to enjoy yourself now." His father reminded him.

"I know dad but with mom..."

"Kenneth Anthony for the last time, we knew this was coming. You are to make a life for yourself. Who knows what will happen?" She shouted as she dropped her fork.

"We're going to beat this Mrs. Wilker." My uncle interjected. "Your son deserves to have his mother see his due success."

"Please call me Kendra and my husband is Arnold. We are basically family now after your generous offer."

"Well you are free to call me Calvin as well."

"Gosh I'm so sorry. This is wonderful, I'm tasting things I haven't in years but it's making me nauseous. I have to decline." Kendra said disappointingly as she pushed it away.

"Not a problem. I made some porridge for this situation." He went into the bag and pulled out a bowl and reheated it. "My sincerest apologies. I wanted you to least experience them. The porridge is bland with a few carrots for flavor. I hope it suffices."

"Calvin you are too much." Kendra said with a tear in her eye.

"As you said, we are family. Now please enjoy everything. The rest will be stored in your freezer so you can cook less." He coughed down some emotions as spoke and continued on with the lunch. We finished without further incident and as we said our goodbyes Ken ran off to his room to get a usb drive and handed it to me.

"It's "your" interview." He said with a wink. "Lemme know if you want to change it but it should be good to go."

"Ken you're such a goddamn try hard." I smacked him on the shoulder. "What if I wanted to do this?"

"I know you don't but it makes me look good so I have no problems."

"Whatever." I ended with an eyeroll.

"Jason. You've changed my life man. Thank you for everything." He surprised me bringing me in for a hug.

"Now. Now. You can do that at our place." My uncle pulled Ken off of me and dragged him out of the house. "Your parents want you out so out you go."

"But..."

"Kenneth, you don't want to disappoint your mom right?"

"No..."

"Great." He took his hand off Ken. "Go get dressed and we'll be waiting outside. Come Jace."

"I seriously don't get it. It's like you want him to be your son or something."

"JACE." My uncle stared at me with the stone-cold intensity I hadn't seen since i brought that guy home this summer. "You don't seem to understand so let me explain." He moved closer, imposing his presence upon me with every inch. "You will never understand what it is like to give up your entire life to create some sense of normalcy for your family. Kenneth has thrown away his entire high school life to make sure his mother lives well in what could very well be her last years and that is indescribably far noble than anything you have ever done with your life. You will not question why I choose to care about him because it is obvious. Am I clear?"

"Sorry. I had to make sure my mom had water." Ken interrupted the scolding I was getting. "Did I inter..."

"No, I was just telling Jace that you're an admirable person and he should look up to you." He bended backwards shooting me a look daring me to test him. With a loud gulp I walked quickly to the car and left the two to chat. Ken hopped in his car and we made our way back.

"Jace. I am sorry, but you know better than to question my motives." He reminded me.

"You're right though. Ken is a great guy and I'm lucky to have him as my friend." I relented to meet him half way.

"He reminds me of an old friend. I'm going back to visit him for his anniversary."

"You would leave the country for such a thing?"

"He's very important to me Jace." His voice stiffened like it does when his anger rises but something about it was...different... "I would quit my job to visit him every year."

"Don't have to tell me twice. I just hope your husband knows." I happily got in before getting out of the car and bumping into Ken.

"Bro. I wanna see the interview one more time. I just thought about something I can add."

"Stop it. StopitStopitStopit." I barked as I got away from both of them as fast as possible which ended my important interactions with them for the day. Ken spent the next few hours learning how to cook from my uncle and working on the "interview" and my Uncle would eventually get back to work knowing he was leaving on Wednesday. Never a day off for the Andrews after all.

I walked into the newspaper room on Monday to find Leena typing away as she always was.

"Hey Jason" She sighed as I settled my stuff.

"Whats wrong? The queen of gossip didn't have any leads today?"

"Yeah it's been pretty boring. You'd think something crazy would happen before homecoming." She replied as she scrolled through the early draft of the paper. "We have nothing for the front and at this rate we're going to have another boring article about studying."

"Well you're in luck." I pulled out the goddamn USB. "I have what you asked for the other day."

"NO WAY." She jumped up and attempted to swipe it from me ."YOU GOT ME AN INTERVIEW WITH KEN?"

"Hold on." I moved it out of reach. "We need to talk about how you treat me before you get this."

"Jason come onnnn." She cried as we played a game of keep away.

"What's going on in here?" Ms. Cantera showed up just in time.

"JUDY!" She screeched a bit too loud. "Jason got an interview with Ken Wilker!"

"That I'm willing to release if you learn to ease the fuck off from everything." I reminded her.

"JASON." Ms. Cantera quickly reminded me that I was still in school.

"Sorry." I replied truthfully.

"Jasonnnnnnnnnnn." Leena whined.

"Promise." I looked her as well as I could in the face while everyone trickled in. "I'm not letting you bully me into whatever you want."

"Yes. I promise." She climbed on top of the desk next to me to pull it out of my hands. "Come on."

"I'm pulling this if you go back on it." I dropped the USB in her hands and picked up my things to walk towards the door.

"Jason. You're not staying for the meeting."

"I put in too much work in that interview and I need to balance my time." I lied. "I'll see you on Wednesday." I walked out with little resistance as Leena was too busy looking at the interview.

The day or so up to my uncle leaving was miserable to say the least. Gym this, green juice that, no drinking, blah blah blah. While I was thrilled that he was gone for the week, I made good on the deal I had made and hoped my therapist had some dumb pill that would make this weekend earlier.

I checked in and after receiving a soda to calm my nerves I walked into the office to the same woman I talked to last week typing away.

"Hello Jason," My therapist started. "Make yourself comfortable."

"Sure, give me a long island iced tea then."

"Very funny. I hope the soda suffices." She shot back immediately. "How have you been?"

"Miserable, I can't focus still. My mind just wanders all day and it sucks."

"Alright, we can try and give you something for that if you would..."

"Honestly, I just hate everything so I don't want to hate everything medicated."

"Not a problem, we'll revisit medication at a later date then." She typed something and clicked a few buttons before asking her next question. "Can you talk about that source of Jealousy now?"

"Eh. I had a best friend, I fucked it up by telling him I loved him when we were twelve. Wow. That was easier than I thought."

"How did you know you loved him at such an early age?"

"According to my uncle it's because said uncle gave me a type for those jock types." I left my arm slide behind the chair as I felt a lot more comfortable talking about this than I thought I would've. "We kinda just grew up around each other and he made me feel safe because I was such a shambling mess."

"Do you think you've always had low self-esteem? Even when you two were friends."

"Well yeah." I looked up to the ceiling knowing the tears were coming out. "You have this A-type jock who defends you from every bully and you realize you can't be like him nor will you ever be his equal and it's just depressing."

"Did he not think of you as an equal?"

"Well no, he always told me how smart and witty I am and how he was jealous that I talked well above my grave level."

"So you just didn't believe him even though you loved him as well?"

"Look, I'm not saying it was logical. It was just a culmination of my feelings of inadequacy and love at the time." I cut the pretense and gave her the straight and narrow about the topic I had spent a good part of the past six years thinking about. "I absolutely regret saying what I said in hindsight, any idiot would really."

"You often throw your own feelings away to diffuse tense situations."

"I have no other coping mechanism, it's not like anyone ever gave me any real worth besides Jon, Kenny and my uncle."

She wrote down more notes in her laptop and looked back at me after she closed it.

"If I may, I believe your upbringing had very limited validation. This led you to cling onto anyone and anything that helped you feel valid.

"Wait are you saying I'm only letting Jon in because he Validates me."

"I think many aspects of your life are the result of people seeing value in you and in response you create an expectation for them to fix some part of your life in return like your uncle did."

"Why are you telling me this?" I asked flabbergasted she had me figured out so quickly.

"I want you to reflect on this and figure out why you still long for a failed relationship that would have never satisfied you."

I sat where dumbfounded for a few more minutes before getting up and thanking her for the day. I guess this is why they pay her the big bucks, I felt emotionally naked and it felt terrible. Thankfully my current protector would come and make me feel better. When I saw him in his gym gear sitting there trying to make heads or tails of a psychology magazine, I felt much better.

"How'd it go?" He said as he put the magazine down and walked to the door with me.

"She says i'm only with you because you validate me and fix my life for me."

He thought about it for a few minutes as we walked through the parking lot to my car. "Yeah, she's right."

"What? You're just saying I see you as nothing more than a fixer?"

"To be fair, I tend to try and fix everything so it makes sense why we're together." He chuckled before using his index finger to bring me in for a light kiss. "Don't think too much about it. I'ts just something we'll fix should it ever be a problem."

"I guess." I mumbled blushing into his chest. "Where did you park?"

"A couple rows down. Are you ready to work out?"

"Yeah my clothes are right there." I smacked my hand against my head.

"That's not what I meant." He growled low and his hand ran up my shirt as he pushed me against my car.

"We're in the parking lot. Absolutely not." I pushed him off with little resistance.

"Alright babe no problem." He replied as if the last twenty seconds hadn't happened. "I'll meet you there.

As I lead the way, I looked back at Jon in my mirror and as soon as he noticed he winked. I was so lucky to have someone who was so understanding and protective. We had our arguments but I see what my uncle meant about him being the best first boyfriend I could have had. I still had no idea what was stopping me from being with him entirely but I needed to figure it out soon.

"Ah right on time." My trainer was talking to the same attendant we had the past two times as we walked in. "Can you give me the file on Kelly's kid Vince?"

"Oh so that's pretty boy's name." Jon slid in causing me to turn around and hit him.

"How the fuck are you not over this?" I chided.

"OW. You're getting strong." He whined as he rubbed his chest. "It was a joke."

"Whatever. You and Vince sort this out." I picked up my stuff and walked to the locker room. "One second Evanna. Let me change."

"No problem sport. Meet me at the Olympics." She agreed as she walked towards the gym.

I came out of the locker room and scanned the area looking for Evanna as I had no idea where the Olympics where. I originally thought the pool but I figured she would have told me to get a pair of swim trunks beforehand.

"Jason, she's all the way in the back." A guy the height between Ken and Mark said to me as I stared at the entire length of the gym.

"Huh?" I noticed he had the same uniform as Vince meaning he was an employee. "How do you know my name?"

"You're dating our Jon Han how could I not know who you are?" He replied as he opened a paper towel dispenser to change. He was about the same weight as Ken from a glance but the difference was Ken had quite a bit of fat on his arms but this guy was noticeably ripped.

"Sorry, have we met? I might have been drunk."

"Not formally no. I think if you give it a couple more seconds, you'll realize who I am or maybe you and Jenna don't have a connected brain."

"Bonticello?" I realized as he predicted.

"Yup, I've been seeing you around here and I'm surprised. Nobody can afford the two hundred monthly fee except premier athletes and yet here you are." He locked the dispenser and lead me to the back.

"Yeah, my uncle had ungodly standards for everything he touches. I think him and my trainer are friends from college."

"That'll do it. It's quite the revelation that you're loaded you know."

"Yeah well everyone will see it in three days." Bonticello was one of the better wrestlers so he was in the same circles as Jon so he got an invite. I had let Eric and Veronica take care of that under the advisement that one stupid soccer captain was clearly off the list.

"Can't wait. It'll give me some alone time with Jenna too." I couldn't help but roll my eyes at his declaration of affection for Jenna, thankfully that was the end of the conversation as he handed me off to Evanna.

"Alright sport. I just want you to lift the bar to your chest." She wasted zero time telling me what to do.

"Am I that scrawny you don't want any weight?"

"Calm down Kelly." She chuckled as she pat me on the back. "I'm not here to hurt you kiddo. We need to start small so you know your form lest you get an injury like him"

"I guess that makes sense."

"I love the fundamentals. Your uncle hates them. Just because he comes from money, he thinks he can be good at everything."

"Sounds about right." I positioned myself above the bar and gripped my hands under it.

"Kiddo. Not like that." She moved my hands to the top of the bar and it made a lot more sense immediately. "Alright, do nice and slow and I might adjust your form as we go." She pressed my lower spine to bring me up a noticeable amount. "Yeah, you're a sloucher. It's ok you're nice and young. This is easy to fix." After about twenty reps I felt the entirety of my back in the exercise which is what she wanted. "There you go! I'll have you beating your uncle soon enough."

"That would be nice." I admitted.

"I'm the queen of besting Kelly. He never once beat me at wrestling when we were in college?"

"Oh really?"

"Yeah its why we became friends. He was a blast to party with and I we worked out together. You can easily be him in a year, you have those beautiful Scottish genes."

The rest of the workout was increasingly arduous but in an under stable sort of way. Before I knew it our hour was over and she sent me to the front where my loving boyfriend was waiting on the bench clearly trying to keep his face away from the front desk.

"You're still on about this?" I said as I walked towards him.

"It's awkward ok?"

"Not awkward for me." Vince said as he typed away at the desk.

"Alright Vince, i'll see you for the morning class. You can close up alone right?"

"Enjoy your night!" He waved not looking up from the computer

She walked up to and smirked at the bickering couple. "More similiaries."

"What?" We said in unison realizing she was next to us.

"Come on sport. I'm going to make you dinner with whatever Kelly left in the fridge for me." She jiggled her keys and walked out the door.

"What do you...you're the interim guardian while he's away are you?" I huffed as Jon looked at us dumbfounded...god I wish he was just a bit smarter sometimes.

"So quick to pick up things as well! I like you." She held the door open for us. "Come on have at it."

We drove three cards back as she needed to follow us back to my place and all I could think about was how much of a pushover I was. I broke out of my thoughts when we sat down for dinner and to her credit, she did make a salad look edible.

"Your stupid uncle spends so much money on all this organic stuff. He's so lucky he's rich."

"So....any secrets you wanna tell us about him?" Jon asked with a wiggle in his eyebrow.

"No pretense with you is there?" She poked his nose with her fork.

"No. He has the bravado and bluntness of a zoo animal." I quickly interjected

"Oh come on, you have to tell us something if you're not going to let me have alone time with Jason." He whined again refusing to be subtle about anything. The more this went on the more I realized Jon's audacity.

She put her utensils down and thought for a few minutes as we ate. "I suppose I can tell you how he met his husband."

We both looked at each other with full mouths and nodded in agreement.

"So we're at this frat party Senior year. Kelly is obviously president through his stupid money and connections and I'm constantly a mainstay at the house and nobody questioned it. We're chilling in the lobby scouting the new meat and I point out the 9/10 Asian boy walking through the door alone. Kelly, the absolute goblin that he is immediately gets up and greets him and dotes on him the entire night. Marcus tells us all about himself. How he's from New York and was here on a scholarship for the year. We keep trying to pick up any hint that he's gay but we're unsuccessful during the party."

"Was my uncle...promiscuous in college?" I asked as I finished my meal.

"No. Remember he had that HIV scare in freshman year and stayed on the straight and narrow after that."

"Right." We said in unison before looking at each other and rolling our eyes.

"So Kelly eventually goes up to him at the end of the night and offers the bid. Now you kids probably don't know but this was unprecedented because you usually all vote of who's going to be in the frat but Kelly was indeed president so he had the power to do this in this particular chapter."

"Typical, thinks he can do whatever he wants."

"Don't you know it kiddo. Anyways, in a shock to everyone, Marcus actually turns down the bid."

"What?" Jon exclaims. "He gets a bid from the president on the first night and turns it down?"

"Truthfully, Marcus wouldn't have fit in to this particular frat. It was literally the stereotypical Fraternity and any people of color were tokens. The only reason I was allowed around was because I could kick everyone's ass so they respected my platonic friendship with Kelly. Didn't stop me from hooking up with a few of them though. Marcus would later tell us he saw right through it but that wasn't the end of the story." Our ears peaked up as she finished the story. "Marcus, the absolute devil he is, proceeds to kiss Kelly in front of the entire frat. While everyone suspected, very few people actually knew Kelly was gay. After that Marcus left Kelly there wide eyed telling me to have him call me. This was the second time I had ever seen Kelly speechless; he had been out maneuvered so hard and was in complete awe of Marcus."

"Holy crap." I muttered as I let it all sink in.

"Yeah it's a hell of a story. It took a bit more time for them to actually get together. In fact, Kelly was hellbent on ignoring Marcus because he didn't initially like what he felt that night but me and Marcus eventually got him to come around about it. So that's how they met, don't tell them I told you. Do the dishes sport, I have to go grab my suitcase."

"No problem." Jon said as he started to take the plates. "You sit babe. I got this."

"What's this all about?" I asked as Evanna left the house.

"I'm sorry." Jon said as he walked over the sink. "I've been a real douchebag lately."

"You can say that again." I replied as I looked at my buzzing phone to see a text from Jenna.

"I just...don't want to lose you now that I have you." He continued as he wasted the plates.

"Jon, I'm not interested in anyone else. How many times do I have to tell you?" I said as I walked towards him.

"I know I know it's just..."

"I wish you would trust me as much as you want me to trust you." I put my arms around his waist as he dried the plates. "I love you, you mean the world to me and you know keeping me on a leash won't end well."

"You're right. I just wanna protect you from everything you know?" He leaned his head back against my shoulder as he finished up.

"I can fight my own battles, although if I run into any real problems it's nice to know I have you." I joked as he growled low. "Come here." I turned him around as he put down the wash cloth and immediately kissed him surpising him. After a moment of wide eyes surprised he leaned back against the counter and we explored each other and it every second of it was pure bliss. The little things were beginning to be clear. The way his hands always found my ass to bring me into him. How he always pulled my tongue into his mouth. Jon Han really was the entire package.

"Alright Kids. That's all you get." Evanna once again appeared like a ninja behind us and pulled me off Jon.

"Do you mind?" I said indignantly wanting to enjoy my boyfriend more.

"Sorry champ. I'm paid to do a job. It's nearly eight on a school night and neither of you have touched your work." She grabbed Jon by the arm and dragged him with ease, once again showing her true strength. "You need to get out so Jace will stop being distracted."

"Understandable." Jon resigned to his fate as he was dragged out the door. "See you in the morning babe."

"Well that was easier than I thought." She dusted off her hands and walked up the stairs. "I'll wake you in the morn Jace. We're going running to make Kelly happy. G'night."

"I wandered down the stairs and as much as I wanted to sleep I still had one more thing to do."

"So what's the verdict?" I could hear Jenna twirling her hair in bed as she picked up. We had talked more over the past week and shared some smoke breaks but she refused to come over as she has an obnoxious fear of my family.

"I mean...sure I guess." I said answering her text asking if her boyfriend was invited.

"Wait? Seriously?"

"I mean it goes without saying if he wants to start shit, I'll unleash Jon on him." I completed.

"Is Steven going to be there?" She followed up.

"Yes, Eric invited him."

"Ugh."

"What is with him and you anyways?"

"He's really cute and good in bed, there's just something about Marky though." She admitted. "I'm just enjoying everything you know?"

"You're such a slut."

"You should try it, it's a good time."

"Please, I haven't even fucked Jon yet."

"Wait seriously?" She said louder than I had anticipated

I hopped on my bed and continued to admit the news. "Yeah. We came close the other day but somethings holding me back."

"I'll admit, I thought you two would be done by now. It's actually the real deal huh?"

"Sadly, yes."

"Well have you talked to him about it?"

"I try but he just shushes me and tells me it's fine."

"Sounds like Jon Han."

"you're such a bitch you know that."

"Whatever. When can I come over on Friday. I want to help set up."

"You're not going to join us at the game?"

"Of course not, fuck football. I'm just here to party."

"Well Veronica and Eric are..."

"You're friends with Veronica Lopez? God I hate that bitch. She always gives me a dumb smirk when she sees me and Marky..."

"No. Drama. At. My. Party." I realized who I was talking to after I said it and subsequently realized that it wouldn't matter even if I told her no.

"Whatever. I'll try. So just to be clear Marky is invited."

"Yes. but don't let him be an asshole."

"You got it. We'll be over to help set up."

"Door will be open, Ken will be cooking just help him with whatever."

"You're SURE you're ok with this?" She asked one last time

"I don't have a choice if I want to see you right?"

"I guess...Jason you know..."

"Shut up." I said before hanging up. After all I could do was let out the longest fucking scream into my pillow. I just wanted my best friend back. The snarky as shit girl who I could bitch about life with and not be judged. Every day it's lift this weight, write this paper, go to the therapist. I need someone I can just destress with. I can't even do it with Ken because I just think about his life and it bothers me so much. I know I shouldn't complain but like come on. I ended my night with a quick shower and shooting Jon a text of my bare ass which got a growl and a kissing emoji. Dumb cat.

The Bye week allowed me and Jon to spend some time in the bleachers together for the game. He wanted to help everyone set up but I used Ken to make him come with me. Too many cooks in the kitchen something something something.

"OH COME ON. THIS TEAM IS A JOKE." Jon shouted as another interception was caught against us. For all the money this dumb school had, they sure as hell couldn't produce a sports team worth it's weight for some reason. I tucked myself under him as he rose up slightly and got his attention. "You enjoying yourself babe? I know this is awful to watch."

"Games whatever; I just wanted to be away from everyone."

"We're in the middle of a crowd and people are still staring you know."

"They don't bother me as much nowadays." I shrugged. "It's everyone acting like I'm some guinea pig that I'm sick of."

"We just want you to make something of yourself." He kissed me on the cheek before going back to the game.

"I know I know. It's just..."

"ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?!?!? THAT'S INBOUNDS." He immediately bellowed before letting me finish. I just shook my head and went back to watching with him knowing we could talk about this on any other day. Today was the party after all and I didn't want to be in a bad mood for it.

We decided to beat the rush by leaving at the start of the third quarter. It was already 10-21 in favor of Saint Monica's so there wouldn't be much to watch considering how bad the team was playing.

As soon as Ken saw us in the line to get to the back he immediately told everyone to move out of the way.

"Bouncer? Ken, you're too much sometimes."

"Hey, I don't want any drama tonight. The way we set up the place is way too good and we winna use it again before winter comes." He opened the gate for us in a grand gester and let us through.

"Well damn you weren't kidding." Jon said to Ken as we got the first look. All the lights were on and much to my surprise they figured out there was a plastic floor over the pool which people are able to walk on. My parents really went all out and this was maybe the third time we had used it. It really looked like that party scene in Project X.

"Guys! Over here!" Eric called from up the stairs. "We figured out all the lights! Isn't is cool."

"Yeah I'm speechless." Jon admitted.

"Enough about it." I was getting sick of hearing about my dumb backyard. "Wheres the..."

"Babe. You can't drink, your bet."

"Food. Where. Is. The. Food?" I stated very clearly glaring at him the entire time. "I didn't even want a drink until now."

"It's on the table." Eric pointed trying to cool us down.

"Thanks!" I snatched my arm from Jon who had increased his grip on it after he fucked up. "You stay here BABE. I'll be right back and hopefully I'll cool down by then."

My uncle knew me too well. Skrilie and Neeps and Swiss were found plenty in the appetizers and the main dish were pork ribs being watched by Evanna. There was some rabbit food off to the side but I couldn't be bothered with the amount of good shit that was in front of me.

"I'm finishing them up then I'll be out of your hair."

"Did you learn how to cook from my blasted uncle too?" I muttered as I finished my plate.

"Yeah actually. You're very lucky to have a guy like him to learn from she said pretending she didn't hear my mocking tone."

"Well thank you for doing this."

"Eh, I owe Kelly some favors since he got me over here for nothing." She pat my head once before turning me around. "Get back over there and enjoy, I'm leaving in five anyways."

I sighed as I walked back over but someone called out my name as Jon and I made eye contact. We both looked over to see Bonticello making his way up the stairs to meet us.

"Steven, my man. How you been?" Jon and Bonticello did their usual male greeting slamming into eachother.

"This place man. What the hell?" He lightly punched me on the shoulder. "You really live here?"

"Yeah. We never use it because the parents are never home." I said as I found a seat to dig in.

"Yall started partying yet?" Bonticello said wiggling his eyebrow.

"Uhh well you see..." Jon started twitching and scratching his arm not wanting to piss me off again.

"I can't drink, doc's orders." I replied nonchalantly. "You two go ahead though."

"Eh I'm not feeling it. How bout this Steve? You and Eric here take shots for us as well." Jon compromised

"I should wait until Veronica gets back from the store..." Eric said as he tried to weezle his way out of this.

"You've been dating a week and you're already on the leash? Yikes my dude." Jon instantly replied.

"Oh HELL NO. Come on Steve. Let's go." Eric pointed to the bottles near the food and lead the way leaving us alone.

"You're such a prick." I started hitting my boyfriends arm.

"I'm not drinking when you can't that's cruel." He said kissing my forehead as I ate.

"Whatever your loss." It felt like tonight was going terribly, every conversation I had was about things I had no interest in. Maybe what Jenna said was true, I'm just not meant to fit in with these people and no matter how Jon tried it would just be awkward.

"You're wrong. Everything thinks you're really cool and fun to be around." He kissed my forehead one more time and I was reminded he can read my mind. "Just relax and be yourself."

"I can't relax Jon. This is the problem." I got up and threw my plate out before picking up a soda.

"How about this?" Jon handed me the iPad connected to the Music System. "Figure out what YOU want to play tonight."

"Finally a good idea." I grabbed it from him and walked into the house where I could be alone. "Entertain the guests like a good host babe I'll be back in an hour."

"Well if I must." He said holding up his nose sauntering back over to the two idiots taking shots.

I laid down on the couch and started going through my playlists. A little house here, some well-produced dubstep there, and a boat load of trance got added and before I knew it an hour had passed.

"Babe." Jon hobbled his way down. "Time to come up."

"Yeah finishing up." I turned off the iPad and moved up with him. We opened the door and saw the sea of kids sprawling the backyard. I had to admit how cool it was to see. I had officially arrived. "Damn.."

"JASON!!!!!" Eric bellowed from above the pool. "EVERYONE GIVE IT UP FOR OUR GRACIOUS HOST."

The crowd centered their attention on me and cheered. Many people made their way to me to thank me for having the party. I found myself swarmed with attention, I felt my heart racing like it did so many times but this time my Lion was right there to calm me down.

"We got this." He whispered in my ear before taking control and introducing me to the people in front of me. We worked the room for about two hours and found everyone to be in good spirits despite the game going poorly. We found ourselves on top of the pool talking to Eric and Veronica about absolutely nothing at the end of it all and I was glad it was over.

"I love this song!" Veronica started as she grabbed Eric to dance. "Jason this playlist is so GOOD!"

"Yeah I love this stuff too." I started wiggling my hips and backing into Jon.

"Oh come onnnn." He whined as he backed off of me.

"Fine. Your loss." I turned around and went into a trance, Body rolling, shuffling and spinning every part of my body. I really do love dancing and have no problem doing it in front of everyone and getting attention for it. I focused my attention on Jon and I could see his face turning red trying to control his instincts and it just motivated me even further. Veronica noticed it too and started grinding on top of me knowing it meant nothing to me but drove the guys crazy. Eventually Jon walked away frustrated and that was the queue for us to stop.

"You're not bad Veronica. Let's hit the club some time and drive dudes nuts."

"That was CRAZY!" She hugged and kissed me as the crowd dissipated. "Jason you're actually so cool!" She had to be a couple of drinks in as she latched onto me making my way to the drink table.

"I've enjoyed our time as well." I admitted. "You want me to fix you something?"

"Nahhhhhhh. Whered our boys go?" She scanned the crowd as I handed her a water bottle.

"Jon will turn up eventually. I pulled out my vape and enjoyed observing the crowd. Eric came over and grabbed his girl and said he had no idea where Jon ran off to. It was fine, I needed a break from the crowd that only seemed to be getting bigger. There was no way there were only thirty here but I didn't mind. Everyone would trickle out once the booze was gone and we hadn't had any drama surprisingly all in all a good night.

I walked around the corner to smoke in the front yard but on the way I found myself pulled into the house. Before I knew it an all familiar tongue bashing it's way into my mouth. I adapted quickly and moved out of sight of everyone into the dining room returning the kiss. I had never seen Jon like this before, he quick rabid motions had his hands all over my body squeezing and groping every inch he could find. Before I knew it, we were making our way downstairs tearing off every bit of clothing we had between us. This was it. this was everything we had worked towards. I broke off of Jon and my adjusted eyes had finally a full sight of him. His face and hair were drenched in water, either from sweat or splashing his face. There wasn't a single stitch of clothing between either of us but all I could notice was his dark green eyes, the signal that his lust had finally won out.

"I need you." He grabbed me and used his weight to force me onto the bed while assaulting my neck. All I could do was scream speechless that he was coming at me with such a force that I couldn't ignore. I felt my legs forced up as I hung off the bed. He had every intention of fucking me tonight and I can't say I wanted to stop him. This was new, his motions, the way he was breathing, the way he demanded me was incredible to observe. I finally had the beast. "I won't ever hurt you." He came down for another deep kiss. "I want you feel good with me."

"Jon..." I cried and he touched my pulsing hole, anticipating the next step.

He shushed me with his mouth one more time. "I love you, let me prove it."

I heard a cap pop and his finger graze my hole once again. He worked the lube around me and looked at me in earnest as he pleaded with his eyes for permission. I looked back in confidence knowing that this was the moment we had been waiting for. The night had gone so well and the mood was just so perfect for us to finally connect.

He slowly moved his first digit in and surprisingly it didn't hurt, in fact it felt incredible. I could feel him stretching me at a steady pace and I was doing everything to keep from moaning. He realized this was moved his mouth over mine and gripped me like a vice up top while staying slow and steady on the bottom allowing me to let out what I was feeling. He kept his grip on me as he used more fingers. After what felt like an eternity he finally let go.

"Are you ready?" He asked as he popped the cap again. I was seeing double; I couldn't believe what was about to happen but I was ready all the same. All I could do was nod. "Ok." He came down and looked me in the eyes before making the final move. "I love you, if I ever hurt you, I wouldn't forgive myself."

It was then I felt it, that same feeling of his head against my hole only this time it was here for more.

"Are you ready?" He said softly, afraid I would back away.

I moved up to kiss him once more before laying back down. "Give me what you got."

He took a deep breath and pushed in. I felt like I was leaving my body as he hit the pieces together. As soon as his head was in we both signed in relied.

"You're really..."

"in..." he finished. "Any pain?"

"Not even a little. You feel amazing."

"You really ready for me?" His dumb signature smirk appeared from the depths of his compassion.

"God, shut up and take me." I responded impatient.

"Don't have to tell me twice." He groaned in relief as he pushed forward, I felt him slip through unsure how I was supposed to feel until it happened. I don't know what it was but my eyes rolled into the back of my head and I found myself screaming. He stopped as soon as he realized this and wiggled his eyebrow. "I'm going to make sure you never forget this."

"Shut up and fuck me already." I spit back out.

"Remember what you asked for." He pulled out and pushed into me again, this time much faster. "I want everyone to know whats going on down there." He said one more time before ramming into me again.

There was nothing left for me to say as he finally had me. I looked up to see pushing in without abandon. I could feel his head ached back as he savored being in me. His chest was pumped, sweat glistening all the way down to his abs which had softened a bit. I wrapped my legs around his back and nodded gently tell him all he wanted to know.

He grabbed my shoulders and pumped into me in one quick motion. I always imagined my first time would be softer, more romantic but as he kept going it all made sense. He finally was able to let the beast out to claim me as his and nothing was stopping him. I writhed as my ass squeezed all eight inches of his thick cock causing him to growl like I never heard him before. I couldn't hear or see anything except Jon. I couldn't believe how connected I was to him.

"I know." He grunted as he slowed down, sweat dripping from his forehead. "I love you."

"I love you too." I replied as I brushed the hair out of my face so he could see the sincerity in the statement.

"Are you ok? Is there any pain?" He asked as we caught our breath.

"It's perfect. You're perfect." I answered.

"Good." He hooked his arms under my shoulders. "I want you to remember this for the rest of your life."

"What are you..." I asked before he lifted me up while still in me. Before I knew it I was between him and the pillar next to me bed. The feeling I had experienced before was amplified tenfold as I sat on him.

"I don't know how much longer I can last babe." He panted.

All I could reply with was a jumble of moans. He took that as a sign to bounce me on him. I rode every inch of his beautiful cock for what seemed like an eternity. My dick was rock solid between us leaking everywhere it could. I knew he wasn't lying when he said he couldn't last much longer. All the signs were there. His breath was turning heavy, his grip was tightening, and most importantly he was pushing with force that wasn't hidden as sounds of flesh slapping filled the room.

"Jon..."

"I know babe." He lifted me up and took me off his dick. The emptiness I felt would be quickly corrected as he brought us back to the bed. "I'm going to devour you when I cum in that beautiful ass of yours." He spread my legs and positioned himself as I looked up at him. His forehead was drenched in sweat but he still had the same dumb smirk on his face and I couldn't of loved it more.

"Give me it. Give me all you've got." I demanded and I arched my head back waiting to resume.

With a sharp growl he complied and he wasn't holding back. What was slow long strokes last time were now rapid thrusts and slaps. His movements put his love for me in the back seat and showed me the Jon Han everyone had talked about. He put his hand on my neck and gripped it all the way down my body until he found my leaking dick which he immediately started stroking rendering catatonic. I had absolutely no control over my body as he jerked me and with one ear-piercing scream my anus tightened and I shot the biggest load I had ever shot.

"FUCK." He screamed as I gripped his dick knowing this was it. He reached down for my neck and bit on it hard as he came. His cum relentlessly filling my insides for what seemed like an eternity. Once his lips released their grip and he laid on top of me I knew he was spent. He had given me everything that I could have wanted out of my first time and I would never forget it. We laid there for a bit. I knew we had to get back to the party but I wanted to savor the moments before having to walk into a hundred people knowing I just lost my virginity.

"You there?" I asked as I ran my fingers through his hair.

"Barely...I'm out of practice." He joked as he turned his head on his side.

"You can use me for practice any time if that's just practice."

"Nah, that was everything." He crawled up to kiss me with heavy breath. "I love you."

"I love you too." I laughed knowing I would be paying for this in the morning. "We should get back up there."

"You want to shower first? I'm kind of a mess and I've been dripping sweat on you for the past half hour."

"Was it really only that long?" I moved him and made my way to the bathroom.

"Pretty sure." He rolled over and sat upright on my bed. "I hope everything's alright out there."

"JON." We heard Eric shout coming from my door. "GET OUT HERE QUICK."

"THE FUCK HAPPENED?" He snapped returning back to normal immediately.

"BRO IT'S KEN. HE'S GETTING INTO IT WITH MARK."

Jon looked for his pants and threw them on like I had never seen, Before I knew it, he left me alone in the basement asking Eric to confirm what he just said. I went into my closet for some sweats and made my way up as fast as I could. Before I even made my way out, I heard a loud crash on the far side of my back yard and knew this was going to be a mess. Sure enough, Ken being pushed away and Houston brushing himself off and taunting Ken.

"So the rumors are true." Houston shouted across the yard. "Guess nerdzilla really is in love with my girl"

"LET ME FUCKING GO." Ken bellowed as Kimbal and Jon barely held him back. "FUCKING PRETTY BOY THINKS HE CAN JUST TALK SHIT TO MY FACE."

"Ken. You're drunk." Jon shivered as he held his best friend back with basically nothing on. "Into the house." He worked in tandem with his friend to move him up.

"Just five minutes. Come on!" Ken demanded

"Not a damn chance. Your scholarship isn't worth his dumb ass." Jon finished. Ken would grunt a few more times as Jon told him it was ok before they would get into the house.

"Alright, everyone. Parties over. Get out of here." Bonticello said to the crowd waving everyone towards the front holding a struggling Houston back.

A bunch of disappointed sounds filled the air as everyone made their way out and I could have sworn a bottle was stolen but really everyone needed to be out so we could sort through the mess that just happened. After about twenty minutes the stragglers got out and all that was left was me, Houston, Jenna, Bonticello, Veronica and Eric.

"DUDE." Eric started by releasing Houston and shoving him. "THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU."

"What? He was staring at Jenna like the big oaf always does. I just told him to fuck off." Houston replied acting like he did nothing wrong

"We all know Ken wouldn't snap at you like that if you told him to fuck off." Veronica chimed in. "In fact, I've never seen Kenny like that. What the hell did you say to him?"

"He told Ken to go back to playing bitch boy for Han." Jenna added.

"The FUCK?" Houston turned around as his girlfriend betrayed her. "How are you on THEIR side?"

"I fucking told you not to start a fight." She yelled right back. "I especially told you not to start shit with any of Jason's friends and look what you fucking do. "

"Typical." Veronica rolled her eyes.

"You have NO CLUE what that Ken is going through." Eric continued.

This bickering was going to continue for a while and with everyone occupied I figured this was the best chance I was going to have to sneak a drink. I figured one shot and I'd go back into the house to check on Ken so I slinked away from the gang up of an argument and made my way back up the stairs. I picked up a half empty bottle of vodka and my eyes grew with excitement. It had only been a week but it felt so much longer.

"Nope." Kimbal grabbed the bottle out of my hand and wedged his way between me and the liquor table.

"The fuck are you doing here?"

"Your boyfriend sent me out here to not let you do this." Kimbal pushed me with ease after he put down the bottle.

"What gives you the fucking right?"

"Jon mumbled something about a bet but it's irrelevant why. I was told you aren't allowed to drink so in ya go." Kimbal finished as he got me through the door. "You're light as hell I should have just carried you."

Jon was in the kitchen getting water as we came in. He had a very noticeable bruise on his shoulder and cheek that I couldn't have made. His eyes showed no signs of the afterglow we had just under an hour ago as well.

"What happened when you sent me to get Jason?" Kimbal asked before I could.

"I'll tell you another time. It's ok he's asleep now." John sighed shaking his head. "Joe, can you get everyone else out of here for me? I know it's a lot to ask."

"I got it most of them are gone. It's just the crew."

"Nah, I mean them too. I need to spend time alone with Jason before the dumb oaf wakes up."

"You two are going to fuck again aren't you?" Kimbal wasted no time asking causing my eyes to go wide as I made distance from him.

"Nah." Jon continued his heavy mood. "I'm not in the mood I just want to be alone right now. Can you do that for me?" He looked at Kimbal like he was about to cry.

"Ah. Yeah no problem bro." He walked over and gave Jon one big hug before walking to the back. "You take care of Ken ok? I don't wanna know what happened just know what you really mean to him."

After he left, we stood there in silence as I scanned him taking a drink. I was scared. I didn't want to screw up like I did a little over a week ago.

"I'm scared babe." He started breaking the silence.

"What happened?" I moved closer feeling a bit more confident. I touched his bruise which didn't seem to hurt him, I guess it looked far worse than it hurt.

"When I sent Joe to get you, Ken attacked me."

"What!?"

"He just kept yelling about how nobody respects him because of me." He took my hand and lead me to the living room to sit immediately laying back. "Does it really mean this much to him?"

"I think he's lashing out at anything he can get on. He got really emotional last time he got drunk but that was more sad than angry."

"He was frightening...I had to hold him until he started crying."

"I'm surprised you were able to hold like him down." I responded honestly.

"It was hard but I had to protect him. It's my duty."

"You're so fucking weird with all this duty and honor shit." I made my way under his arm and rested my head on his chest.

"It's how I was raised. My dad told me my honor is the most important thing." He pat my head as we laid there in the silence.

"Makes sense I guess." I nuzzled into him a little more.

"How are you feeling?"

"Feel terrible for Ken so the afterglow is gone."

"Sorry your first time ended so..."

"it's fine." I kissed his chest and rubbed the bruise on his cheek. "Damn, he must have been a handful."

"I'd take a bullet for Kenny. This is nothing."

"What do you think you're going to do tommorow?"

"I'm gonna ask why he hid this from me and we'll go from there." He pulled his phone out of his pocket. "Damn it's two already?"

"It's been a crazy ass night." I admitted.

"It's been a crazy month babe...just like why?"

"I just want it to stop. We need to get away again. Just for a weekend."

"Yeah. Then I could fuck you and make you scream."

"You're telling me that wasn't your best?" I joked as I rubbed his thigh.

"Oh, it was but I couldn't be verbal knowing everyone was out there." He said and he threw his head back patting mine.

"What about now?" I asked as I moved my face towards the tent forming in my sweats.

"Babe. Ken is downstairs." He mumbled as I made my way down.

"You said he was passed out thought." I playfully noted as I slipped my hands into the fabric.

"Fuck it then. I knew you would be a slut after AC."

"You fucking love it." I said before slipping off and swallowing his head.

"Fuck yeah I do." He groaned as he gently put his left hand on his head and slipped his right hand behind my pants. I hopped up on the sofa to give him what he wanted while I worked on his dick. It was still hard for me to take hit dick completely but we both knew where this was heading so it didn't matter.

"You're still slick." He grunted as he probed me.

"Yeah? What do with it?" I asked innocently as briefly popped my head off his dick.

"You can cut the innocent crap and get on my dick to start with." He demanded.

"Damn I don't know. I'm enjoying playing with this thing." I responded licking the underside of his head causing him to shudder

"I swear to god Jace." He probed my ass harder making me moan louder than either of us intended. "Yeah that's right you slut. Either I can do this or you can sit on my dick."

The pretense was gone. We both enjoyed playing around with each other too much to suppress it. Now that the final barrier had been broken neither of us had any shame.

"Come on." He pressed into my prostate harder once again. "Sit on it."

"Jon..." I moaned loudly once again. "Fine."

"That's what I thought." He smirked as I got up and removed my pants. "Come on babe, get yourself off on my dick."

He guided me on my knees then held his dick in place as I opened myself up and slowly sat on it. Unlike last time it was a very easy fit. He wiggled a little grazing my prostate making me angry but he just smirked and brought me down to kiss him.

"I love you." He said between the kisses.

"I love you too."

"You love my dick in you?"

`God yes."

"You love It when I thrust into you?" He asked as he slammed into me holding my thighs in place.

"Yes!" I cried

"You want me to fuck the cum out of you again?"

"Come on! Pound my ass already." I gripped his shoulders in anticipation, god I want it so badly.

"Alright you asked for it."

He slid down slightly and went straight to work, thrashing my ass like a jackhammer. Hard wet slaps filled the room as my ass leaked with lube and cum from our last fuck. I'm sure if Ken woke up he would hear us but I didn't care. Jon slamming all eight inches of his dick into my ass was a drug I was addicted to.

"You like my cock babe?" He asked between breaths.

"YES GIVE ME IT." I screamed as I bounced up and down.

"I'll fucking give you it alright. Give you another wet load."

"I want it. I need it." I cried out.

"Fuck it's so fucking sexy when you say that." He grabbed my dick to give it one good squeeze and that was all it would take to send me over the edge.

All I could do was curse and cry as I was enveloped in pleasure as my dick exploded in his hand spilling between us in the couch. I don't think I've ever shot so much in my life. My ass squeezed the life out of his cock as I came and I looked down as his eyes rolled into the back of his head with one last hard thrust leaving him a mumbling catatonic mess.

As we slowed down I collapsed on his shoulder nearly falling asleep. No words were exchanged just heavy breathing slowing down between us. Eventually Jon would be the first to speak waking me up from my daze.

"Babe, Ken's on your bed. Where are we sleeping tonight." He hoarsely whispered in my ear.

"The guest room upstairs." I mumbled with no more energy. "Carry me."

"You're such a brat." He responded as he picked me up. I couldn't tell you how long it took us to get upstairs all I felt was some bouncing as I held onto him and being laid in and tucked into a bed with Jon snuggling behind me. "Good night babe. I'll take care of everything tommorow. I love you."

"I love you too." I said one last time before finally falling asleep.

"Come on Ken!" Jon shouting woke me after what seemed like not nearly enough sleep to recover from last night. "Let's just get this out of the way! I hear you on the damn computer."

I found Jon grabbed my pants from downstairs some point before this so I attempted to put them on. I found myself paying for the assault Jon had on my ass last night and wincing as the fabric grazed my sore ass. By the time I reached the bottom of the stairs the initial burning subsided and I found myself looking at my dumb lion still banging on the door.

"Stop. It's too fucking early." I groaned as I walked to the key rack and picked up the basement key.

"Wait, that's been there this entire time?" He asked as I unlocked the door.

"Yes." I put my hand on his chest stopping him from being stupid again. "I'm going downstairs. You're staying up here and making breakfast."

"Oh come on." Jon whined.

"He nearly gives you a black eye because he's mad at you and you think you can fix this?" I snapped.

"Babe I just..."

"I keep telling you and you actually don't fucking get it do you?" I turned around with a temper that could heat the house for the entire day. "I know you don't do it intentionally but Ken is constantly in your shadow. He clings onto every chance he has to be in the spotlight and you just took away probably the biggest one he had in a while."

"I just want to protect his scholarship..." He looked away crestfallen as he finally realized why last night was such an issue.

"He just wants to know he's worth something without you. You keep coddling him but he has to be able to make mistakes." I turned to the door and opened it. "Go make breakfast and call Eric and make sure everything's fine on their end. I'm sure the cleaning people will be here soon to take care of the back yard."

I felt him sigh and turn around in defeat which gave me the signal to head down. As expected, Ken was typing away at the computer. He looked terrified as soon as he realized I was in his vicinity but I was here to put his mind at ease.

"Jason..."

`Don't care you ruined the party, don't care you interrupted me losing my v-card..."

"Wait you two fucked on that bed? UGH" He rubbed his arms in disgust as if it would do him any good.

"Most importantly I'm actually pretty proud of you."

"Huh? Did Jon not tell you what I did last night?" He went back to his sullen gaze as if he had shot his dog.

"Jon deserves it. Especially since Houston deserves it more." I joked getting a chuckle out of both of us. "I keep telling you Ken, I get it. I understand what its like to feel inferior to everyone."

"It's just...I don't like who I am when I'm drunk. I lose control..."

"You should tell my uncle that. He would probably find you a therapist because he likes you so much." I half-joked. "Alright, so you just hang out with me when there's booze everywhere and we don't drink. Problem solved."

"You know, Jon's rubbed off on you a lot. You're so much more confident than when we first met."

"Yeah that's my stupid boyfriend for you. Brings everyone up with him and all that nonsense." I walked over to him to pat him on the shoulder. "Maybe take a shower before you come up. I'll make sure he doesn't say a word about last night and we all can pretend nothing ever happened."

"Jason...thanks...you're a great little brother." He said as I walked up.

"OLDER THAN YOU." I reminded him as walked up the stairs. It felt good to return all the massive good Ken had done me over the past month. It would all be squashed though as when I made it upstairs.

"No way. Please tell me you're lying." Jon begged to another Asian man in a leather jacket that had entered my house.

"I wouldn't be here if it weren't the case." Marcus Andrews responded adding to the whirlwind that was my life.

"Uncle Mark. What on earth?" I asked not believing he was here.

"Jace. I need to talk to Ken immediately. Is he proper?"

"Uncle I just propped him up. Please don't do anything crazy."

"Jace. It's his mother...the treatment went poorly immediately and she passed last night." He responded petrifying me in place.

The last thing I heard was Jon scream fuck and run downstairs. After that it all became a blur.