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This work is a continuation of my first story, 'Mourning_Sex', which can also be found here on Nifty.org.
Also, I appologize for the formatting if it looks like one giant paragraph. Wordpad+email=badnews.
I do not concone unsafe sex. Don't be a fool, wrap your tool. Or underage drinking for that matter. Safety first guys.
The main people involved.
Joe A.K.A. the author. I usually introduce myself as Seth (my actual name) but everyone seems to like my middle name better, so I don't bother. I'm 18, 6'4" and 187 lbs. My eyes are gray and I have black hair, nearly shaved off. My skin is lighter toned, and now (inbetween this and the last story) I got my first tattoo, a combination of my favorite game (The Legend of Zelda) and the anniversary of Doug's passing inbetween my shoulderblades. I'm in alright shape from playing soccer, and I try to keep it that way.
Next: Ben. My boyfriend who I love to death. He's 17, 6'3' 190ish lbs. Bright blue eyes and a killer smile. He got rid of his mohawk and now is practically bald. He's in better shape than me, being a tri-athelete and all. He has about the same skin tone as me, and has a good figure in general. Oh yeah, he's pretty flippin' hot too.
And then we have Dan and Tony, or The Terror Twins as we refer to them as. Tony's a bit taller at 6'5", but Dan makes up the difference by being totally ripped. Co-captains on the football team, both of them play guitar, and do just about everything together. Their physical features are so similar its scary at times. Slate blue eyes, longer brown hair, and they even have the same sideburns!
{{Chapter 2: Exodus}}
The sun had just set as I got home from a playing soccer at the park. I popped open the door to the house, tossed my dufflebag in the corner by the door and drug myself to the living room, where I collapsed onto the couch. My legs were on fire from the three games we played. We played shirts Vs. skins, and I was leader of the skins. Tristan, Corey, Greg and myself against The Terror Twins, Josh, and some random guy from the football team. We never finished the third game because we were all so exhausted from playing like no tomorrow for the first two. I glanced over to see my dad zonked out in his chair, empty glass in hand as he snored loudly.
"Like hell if I'll be takin' a snooze here..." I grumbled, pushing myself to my feet.
I went back in the kitchen, grabbed a soda from the counter and trudged off to my room. I dropped into my computer chair and spun around, switched on the monitor and opened firefox. I cracked open my soda and snagged a cig from the desk. No sooner did I light it, MSN sprang forward. It was Ben.
.:B:. Says: i ~really~ hate it when u dont answer ur phone
.:B:. Says: what if i was in a ditch somewhere and i called and u didnt answer???
{TheInfernal} Says: ................
{TheInfernal} Says: well hello to you too >_>;;
.:B:. Says: lol jk jk jk <3
{TheInfernal} Says: glares
.:B:. Says: i need to talk to u
{TheInfernal} Says: you have my full attention
.:B:. Says: i mite have to stay at ur house for a few days
{TheInfernal} Says: might?
.:B:. Says: yeah, my moms being a uberaidsbitch
{TheInfernal} Says: ...and this is different how?
.:B:. Says: lol i kno
.:B:. Says: this was like THE fight
.:B:. Says: of all recorded time
{TheInfernal} Says: that bad o_O?
.:B:. Says: yea...dad didnt help either
.:B:. Says: he just left, and this was a few hours ago, and has yet to come back
{TheInfernal} Says: need a ride? or maybe i should ask if shes gonna let you leave first...not like that'll matter to me :]
.:B:. Says: lol... she said 'i want u out of my sight'
.:B:. Says: so ill take that as a "icangowhereverthefuckiwant"
{TheInfernal} Says: that didnt answer my question >:O
.:B:. Says: lmao yeah, she took my keys
.:B:. Says: then said that
.:B:. Says: wtf
{TheInfernal} Says: haha
{TheInfernal} Says: ok, get your stuff ready
{TheInfernal} Says: be right there
.:B:. Says: K <3
{TheInfernal} Says: ^______^ runs out the door
I slammed my soda, snagged my keys and bolted down the stairs and out the door, nearly leveling my mom.
"And where are you off to in such a hurry?!" she asked as she steadied herself.
"Gonna go steal Ben, be back in a few" I replied, sliding past her.
"No shirt even?"
"I'm told I look better without it anyways wink"
All she did was roll her eyes as I got in my car. Cranked the ignition and blasted the fancy new stereo my grandparents got me for my birthday, and burned out of the driveway. The sky was on fire from the sunset, and it went well with the CD I was rockin out to. Any amount of time seems too long when you're going to see the one you want to be with, and this time was no exception, and the traffic gods seemed to be against me. I hit every red light in town, got stuck behind old people, AND some wedding caravan. Without destroying anyone (I have roadrage something fierce) I made it to Ben's. As I pulled up to the driveway, I looked over to see him spin out of the door and kick it closed, leaving a visible black scuff on the nice white paint. I got the feeling of impending doom as he got into the car. I shot him a quick glance as he adjusted himself and reclined the seat all the way back. His face was all red like he'd been crying, and my expression turned to one of concern.
"You ok bro?" I asked, rubbing his shaved skull
"Fucking. Drive." He hissed, putting his feet up on the dashboard.
"Yessir."
The ride back to my house was wordless as we bobbed our heads to the techno Ben brought. Pretty good stuff if I do say so. I looked over at him occasionally, making sure he wasn't going out of his mind. I'd never seen him this upset before, and it didn't feel good for me either. His gaze could have burned holes in stone.
"You want some food or something?"
"...No thanks"
"...More techno?"
"That'll be good"
"Hahaha...ok"
I took my time getting home, giving Ben some time to cool off. We stopped at the park and sat there for awhile before meeting up with Dan to get him his CD back. Somehow, with how loud the music was, he fell asleep. I turned down the music as we pulled into the driveway. It was coming on 10 and the moon cut through the few clouds, lighting the front of the house nicely. Leaning over, I kissed the side of Ben's head and nudged him. Without any warning, I felt his arm slide around my torso and hold me where I was.
"How ya doing bud" I asked, kissing him again.
"I'm....hell. I dunno. I wanna scream and punch her out." He replied in almost a growling tone.
"Hmmm...I'd probably want to too if she was my mom" I said, resting my head on his "But c'mon, let's go"
As much as I didn't want to, I slid out from his grasp. We walked up to the door arm in arm. I opened the door to find my dad slumped over on the counter with a vacant stare.
"Ah fuck he's dead!" I laughed.
"If it were only that easy" he gurgled.
"Were you drinking all day?" I asked, surveying the empty bottle of scotch on the counter.
"You know it" he replied, bringing his face to his hands, resting on his elbows.
"By yourself?"
"Nah...Remember Jared? He's back in town for awhile and we had a few at The Shaft (yes, that is a real place. Town used to be a mining city before a tourist trap) before coming back here"
"Hahaha...nice. You gonna make it?"
drunken slur
"Well...let's get you to bed. Ben, take an arm if you would."
He tried his best to keep from laughing as we threw Dad's arms over our shoulders and drug him through the living room. He's a big guy. 6' 6" and pushing 250lbs. Mostly made of muscle from working out like some sort of maniac. His midlife crisis hit him when I was 16. He bought tons of workout equiptment and turned our basement into a mini gym. He worked out nearly all the time when he wasn't either at work or sleeping. We managed to get him to his room, laying him out on the bed.
"You're on your own until mom get's back...where'd she go anyways." I asked, taking his glasses off.
"Her and..uhm...Toni went for cock..." he slurred.
"She took Tony out for WHAT?" I shot back.
"Cocktails...not cock" he replied, bursting out laughing
"But why is she with Tony?" I asked, crossing my arms
"Not THAT Tony, Toni whatsherface, some wench she works with at the clinic" he said, rolling over on to his stomach
"Ah...I didn't know she existed...anyways, G'nite dad"
"Need a bucket Mr. B?" Ben asked, still trying to not laugh
"Nah..I'm good, thanks though hiccup And for fucks sake, call me dad"
"Haha ok, G'nite...Dad" Ben said, biting his lip.
I flipped off the light as we left the room, still trying to control our laughter. Entering the living room, we dropped onto the couch, I snagged the remote, and switched it to G4TV. As I made myself more comfortable, Ben put my arm over his shoulders and cuddled up next to me, putting his left leg over my right.
"Your dad's hot."
"Excuse you?"
"What. He is. I won't mind seeing you get old."
"Oh thanks...good god."
We sat there for awhile, watching Attack of the Show! before Ben snaked his arms around my midsection.
"Sorry"
"For?"
"Before...when I snapped at you"
"You call that snapping? Haha...don't worry. You're stressed is all"
"I'm just so damn sick of their bullshit...I can't take it"
"Don't worry about it. I've got your back no matter what, remember?"
He sighed as he pressed his face into my neck. Running my hand down his side, I slid my hand into his jean pocket and rubbed his leg. Resting my head on his, I zoned out until I heard the front door open and the sound of loud women. We both mumbled 'oh god' as we looked over the back of the couch.
There was Tony with my mom and her friend Toni's arms over his shoulders. I blinked a few times in utter confusion as the all stumbled into the living room. Ben and I stood as they swayed over and plopped down on the couch, giggling like school girls.
"I have GOT to hear this" I said, cracking a sly grin.
Tony looked at me blearly eyed for a moment, trying to gather his thoughts.
"Ok so..." He started, taking a deep breath "Toni here is my aunt, who is apparently good friends with your mom. Aunty hadn't seen me in awhile and took me out drinking, but we stopped here first to get Claire hiccup We were like right behind you when you left."
"So uhh...who drove here? You all look pretty thrashed."
"Pfffffft, we took a cab...and its still out front hahah"
"You could just stay here?"
"Oh we couldn't" Toni said "We have to go to the reunion tomorrow at...uhh...some point in the morning"
"Oh god that's right...fuuuuuck."
"Anthony! do you kiss your mother with that mouth?!"
"Nope hic"
"Good!"
Ben and I looked at each other, then back at them. We shook our heads before helping Tony and Toni up off the couch. Ben made sure they made it back to the cab alright and I put mom to bed. By this point, dad was sawing down trees. As I made sure they were all ok, Ben popped his head in the door.
"Need a bucket Mrs. B?" He asked, dropping his head on my shoulder and putting his arms around my waist.
"No thats fine dear...goodness you two are adorable"
We both smiled at the comment. I put my hands on his and looked at him sideways.
"Are you the one who says Joe looks better without a shirt?" she asked, crawling under the blankets.
"Heh...yeah, that'd be me" He replied, kissing my cheek. "G'nite Mrs. B"
"Goodnight boys."
Ben pulled me backwards as I switched off the light and shut the door. I let him drag me all the way into the living room and back onto the couch. In one smooth motion he was on top of me.
"Feeling a bit frisky?" I asked, putting my hands on his hips
"Not particularly, just...cuddly I guess"
I smiled up at him as he leaned in and kissed me, leveling his body out over mine. He moved down a bit and placed his head on my chest. I lifted his shirt and ran my hands up to his shoulders before crossing them over his back, pulling him into me.
"I say this all the time, but I love you"
"I love you too Ben."
Some rediculous Sci-Fi movie came on as we got more comfortable. I completely zoned out again, lost in the moment. I don't know how much time passed, but my eyelids were getting heavy, and Ben fell asleep. I kissed the top of his head and rolled him onto his side. His eyes slowly opened and he looked at me with his unbearably sexy gaze.
"Let's go to bed" I said, rubbing his back
"But I'm comfy here" he replied, wrapping his arms around me again.
"But I can't sleep with you in all those clothes" I said in a sly tone.
He grinned as we sat up. I took his hand and pulled him to his feet. He threw an arm over my shoulder to steady himself as we went off to my room. As I opened the door, Ben hooked a finger in the waistband of my soccer shorts and started to tug them down. I smiled at him as I closed the door behind us.
"Yeah, you're ready for bed." I said, kicking off my shoes with a slight yawn.
"Got that right" he replied, stretching his arms out wide.
I dropped my shorts and sat down on the bed next to him as he pulled off his shirt. Pulling him onto my lap, I slid my hands around his waist and undid his jeans. As I brought the zipper down, his cock flopped out.
"I wasn't sure if you were free ballin or what...but now I know"
"It was fuckin warm today... I didn't see any other way to go"
"I'm not complaining"
It was a cooperative effort getting his pants off, but we managed it. I put my arms around his waist and buried my face in the back of his neck.
"If you wanna vent just let me know, I know your parents can fail miserably as humans some times" I said, stroking his happy trail.
"I don't even know where to start" He replied, leaning back into me.
"Heh...well, you know who to talk to when you do"
With that, I laid him down before getting up to kill the lights. Sliding back under the covers, Ben attached to me and put his head on my chest and promptly fell asleep. With the street light cutting through the curtains, I could see his smiling face. I rubbed the back of his head and kissed his ear before falling asleep.
My eyes shot open as the most annoying ringtone on earth blared on full volume. As things came into focus I rolled Ben off me and snagged his phone, mashing any button I could to make the infernal noise stop.
"Grumble What's up" Ben asked, bleary eyed and confused.
"I was about to exterminate your phone...it just scared the hell out of me" I replied, falling back on the bed.
"Well...why did it go off, who called or whatever" he said, cuddling up under my arm
"I don't know, didn't have the presence of mind to look, I just wanted the noise to stop" I said, rolling him back ontop of me "And good morning Ben"
"Morning" he whispered, kissing my forehead.
We laid there for awhile, not really wanting to get up. After about an hour of sitting there, my mom popped in.
"Morning boys, you have some mail" She said, tossing some envelopes on my desk. "Looks like mostly junk mail to me"
"Probably is...How are you this morning?" I asked in a sly tone
"Hmm? I'm fine. Your father on the other hand, is still out cold" she answered, rolling her eyes
"I couldn't tell which one of you was more wasted haha" Ben cut in.
"Shush you!" She shot back, turning a little red with embarassment
Ben and I laughed as mom frowned disapprovingly and left the room. We laid there a bit longer before MSN popped up.
"Ugh..who is it" I asked, rolling onto my stomach
"Uhmm..The Seraph...Big D?"
"Yup"
I rolled off the bed and got over to the computer.
[TheSeraph] Says: What r u upto today?
{TheInfernal} Says: Nm, gonna meet up with josh for lunch at like 1, you?
[TheSeraph] Says: waiting for tony to get back from that damn reunion thing. I might just go steal him myself
{TheInfernal} Says: lmao. wanna go to lunch with us?
[TheSeraph] Says: well, its a half hour to where theyre having that reunion thing. what time is it now
{TheInfernal} Says: 1107
[TheSeraph] Says: hmm. sure. I'll go after lunch. where you guys gonna eat
{TheInfernal} Says: LJB. they have killer tacos on sundays
[TheSeraph] Says: k. meet you there. 1ish?
{TheInfernal} Says: yeah. i gotta shower, ttyl big guy
[TheSeraph] Says: ok, ttyl
"I need a shower" I said, scratching my chest.
"Yeah you could...your scent is sexy and all, but I doubt anyone but me thinks that" he replied, digging though his dufflebag for some clothes.
"Heh...thaaaanks Ben...eesh.."
I went over to the dresser, pulled out a pair of boxers and went off to the bathroom. Turned the dial to hot, dropped my shorts and jumped in. The water washed the last bit of sleep from me. As I lathered up, I heard the door open. Sticking my head out of the shower, I found Ben brushing his teeth.
"We 'officially' met in the shower, remember?"
"Heh... after soccer like the second day of school."
"Yep. So, behaving in there?"
"... We could change that..."
"Yes we could... but I don't feel like getting wet right now. Plus, we only have like half an hour before we have to go eat"
"Tonight maybe. It's been like-"
"Eight days since last time, and seventeen since our first time"
"Yeah...but who's counting..."
Quickly washing off, I stepped out and grabbed my towel and shut off the water. I glanced over to see Ben sitting on the sink, staring at the wall. Walking over to him, I positioned myself between his legs and put my hands on his shoulders.
"You ok?" I asked, sliding my hands down over his arms.
"Meh..."
"Still pissed about your parents?"
He nodded in agreement, leaning into me.
"I see...Well, you won't see 'em today, so forget about them."
"Kinda hard when they might be getting divorced..."
"Oh...damn..."
"Yeah..."
"Well...you know you can stay here as long as you want... I miss the company..."
"...It still hurts...alot...and all this shit with my parents isn't helping any"
"I would've guessed as much"
I took a minute to think, repositioning my hands on his sides. He dropped his head on my shoulder and sighed heavily, pulling me into a hug. We stood there for awhile, just holding each other before there was a knock on the door.
"Is Ben in there?" Mom asked.
"Yeah, what's up" Ben replied, breaking our hold.
"Well...your parents are here, and they'd like to speak with you...both of you"
We both looked at each other with pure confusion and uncertainty. We both looked side to side, then back at each other, and all around again.
"Uhm...just a sec" I said, jumping in my boxers. "Tell 'em we'll be down in a second."
I bolted out of the bathroom and back to my room, grabbing a pair of pants and a shirt. As I got down stairs I found Ben sitting opposite of his parents on the couch next to my mom. Taking a seat next to Ben, I leaned back and put my hands behind my head and waited for what was about to happen.
I slowly glanced over his parents as his mom collected herself. Her eyes locked with mine and I lifted an eyebrow in response. Her expression became more stern as she broke our visual fight.
"Firstly.." She began, looking at Ben "Ben, we're getting divorced. It's not your fault. It's all of our faults. You, not deliberatly, pitting me against your father and vice versa. This has brought about sides of ourselves we didn't know we had...and we can't deal with them."
He fell back onto the couch. I looked over at him, and his face was blank. He knew it was going to happen, but the reality just kicked him in the ribs. Out of reflex, I dropped my arm over his shoulder and pulled him into me.
"But now for the real reason you're all here..." His dad started "We've been talking with your parents Joe, and we've come to an agreement. We're going to-"
"Let Ben live here" His mom cut in.
"There's another fine reason we're getting a divorce, you never let me fucking talk."
"Well, why should-"
"Jesus Christ you two get it over with" my dad said, rolling his eyes.
They both shut up for a second before Ben's dad cocked an eyebrow and continued.
"Anyways Joe, is that alright with you?"
I sat there for a minute, trying to process what just happened. My emotions were a mix of disgust and relief. Disgust for how brutally honest Ben's parents were, and relief that he wouldn't have to deal with them anymore. I nodded in response as my dad stood up.
"So...you boys got anything planned? We should go get's Ben's stuff." my dad asked, looking over the both of us.
"Yeah, we gotta meet up with some guys for lunch in like a half hour, but we've got nothing going after that."
"Alright then..." He grumbled a bit as he dug in his pocket, pulling out his keys "Just take the truck...I'm going back to bed" he said as he tossed them to me.
"Sweet deal" I grinned, snagging them out of the air.
"Well, we'll see you boys later then." Ben's mom said as she and Ben's dad made for the door.
As we heard the door close, we all let out a massive sigh of relief. Ben slid his arms around my torso and hugged me harder than when we had sex the first time. My dad slinked off to bed again and my mom gave us both a hug before standing up.
"Well, what do you think?" She asked, crossing her arms.
All I could do was smile as Ben held on to me. Things were gonna be better, ALOT better now.
"This is a good arrangement" Ben said, letting go of me.
"That it is..." My gaze drifted towards my mom "...And why did you keep us both in the dark"
She looked away all innocently before she went on. She said it was going to be a suprise, and it was. She smiled at us before she stood us up and shooed us out the door.
"Go eat, then get Ben's stuff" she said, leaning on the doorframe.
We both nodded as we walked off to dad's MONSTEROUS TRUCK. As we got in, Ben leaned over and kissed my neck, sending shivers all over me. He grinned at me as he began to suck on the same spot.
"Nonono...you know what that does to me.." I said as I tried to pull away.
"You're right, I do" he replied, getting an arm around me and pulling me in
"Dude stop I gotta drive..gaaaah...." I couldn't even finish my sentance before a wave of pleasure killed most brain function.
He laughed as he slid back into the seat. I regained my senses and cranked the ignition. As the stereo kicked in, we both looked at each other like when we first met. As cheesey as it is, our song came on. I thought for a second 'why would dad have this CD...' before I leaned over and kissed him on the forehead as he smiled back at me. I threw the transmission in reverse and we exited the driveway.
Traffic was awful on the way to lunch. My head was still spinning from the move Ben pulled, and from the reality of him moving in. I didn't notice it before, but I was really lonely without Doug around. I guess after four years of constant companionship, you take it for grantid. I put my hand on the center console, palm up. Ben dropped his hand and laced his fingers with mine.
"You alright?" I asked, squeezing his hand.
"...I dunno...I feel really off" He replied, squeezing back.
"Care to elaborate?"
"Well, I'm happy, REALLY happy, but I'm also sad and pissed at the same time." He put his other hand on his head as he went on. "It's like...I'm super happy that I get to live with you. But it's like they're dumping me off on your parents cause they can't handle the responsibility of me."
"Hmm...I...I guess I have the same thoughts of the on the matter. I felt alot of disgust when she said all that 'turning them against each other' bullshit. And from all our late night text conversations, it didn't sound like they could keep themselves happy, much less you"
"And they weren't really. They were ALWAYS fighting over something and hardly a day went by that I didn't get yelled at for some stupid shit they couldn't deal with themselves."
Our rant took up the rest of the drive and I looked over at Ben and he squeezed my hand again as we pulled into the parking lot. He didn't say anything as he looked back. His eyes were looking the same as they did at the funeral, which had me worried. I hated it when his eyes looked like that.
He took his hand back as we stepped out and stetched. I didn't see Josh or Dan's vehicles, so we went in. The place was relativly packed for a sunday. We got seated by Tony's ex and she sat and shot the breeze with us until Dan and Josh showed up. They cooly slid into the booth and flipped through the menus. Idle chat went on for the rest of our time there. Me and Ben split an order of tacos, Josh had some disgustingly rare burger, and Dan had some intense looking fajita.
"So" Josh mumbled between bites "What are you two up to the rest of the day?"
Ben and I looked at each other and smiled before I answered.
"We gotta go get Ben's stuff." I replied, flicking one of the napkins at Dan.
"...What for?"
"Well...He's moving in."
"Oh...cool!"
I nodded in response as I inhaled the last taco. Josh is a pretty cool guy. As he puts it, he doesn't have a sexual prefernce, he's just sexual. Meaning...anything goes I suppose. Ben talks to him more than I do, seeing as they have a few classes together. I don't find him nearly as attractive as Ben, but he's pretty cute. He and Dan are on the basketball team, but I hardly see him outside of soccer.
"Burp So that's why you got your dad's truck" Dan said, slamming the rest of his drink.
"Mhm mhm"
"Things rough at home little brother?"
"........"
"I'll tell you about it later Dan..."
Our bill arrived and we threw some cash on the table and left. We said our goodbyes and made our escape. As we pulled out onto the highway, my phone went off, it was Dan.
"Dude, is he ok?" He crackled through the static.
"I dunno yet...we just found out about this today"
"Hmm, well, I'll swing by his place when I get back from getting Tony. Sure you guys could use the help"
"Heh, thanks. See you later then"
"Later"
Ben put his hand on the center console, and I placed mine ontop of his, lacing our fingers again. He looked over at me with the sad eyes again, and it felt like someone stabbed me in the heart. The backs of my eyes started to sting a little as I looked back.
"Ben...you ok?"
"I don't know..it all feels...unreal"
"I know. I'm still having some trouble processing it."
I slid my hand up his arm and stopped it on his shoulder, rubbing it. We were a few blocks from his house, so I pulled over. Leaning closer, I put my head to his and kissed his cheek. He blankly stared out the window as I kept rubbing his shoulder.
"I really hate seeing you like this Ben...you don't know how much it hurts"
"I do kinda... Cause I feel the same when you're all like this..."
"Let's go get your stuff, so we don't have to worry about anything else for the rest of the night."
"Yeah..ok..."
As we arrived, we caught Ben's dad on his way out. We waved as he went by. Using my better judgement, I backed the truck into the driveway, making it easier to load Ben's stuff. We hopped out of the truck and went inside. The house was dead silent. Ben took a look around and sighed heavily before we went downstairs. The whole basement was his, aside from the empty freezer. The bed was in the middle of the space, and the general chaos of a 17 year old guy was scattered around the rest.
"Ok..how much of this do you actually need?" I asked, flopping down on the bed.
"Uhh..clothes, computer, games, CDs...and thats about it."
"You want your tv? we could put it in Doug's room...well, your room."
"Even though I'll never sleep in there...sure."
"Suppose we can cram your dresser in the closet next to mine."
"Probably."
"Computer?"
" 'My' room I guess."
"Then the rest is easy. Sure you don't want your weight set?"
"Joe, your dad turned the basement into a mini gym."
"Ah, true. Well, let's get this over with."
We started packing up his stuff. As I was stuffing his clothes into the dresser, I found a very framiliar pair of boxers, along with a few shirts I thought got eaten by the dryer.
"Hey...these are mine...and so are those!"
"Yours fit me better, cause they're like a size too small"
I shook my head and continued packing the dresser. I must've been moving slower than I thought, because it seemed like we'd just gotten there, and Dan and Tony came crashing down the stairs. They're an odd pair. Sometimes, they'd keep to themselves, other times they'd be like a pair of puppies who'd never met before, bouncing off the walls and all that. This was one of those second situations.
"So....who's up for getting drunk later, even though I've already got a wicked buzz going" Tony announced, dropping into the armchair.
"I would...but we have football in the morning." Dan said, leaning on the wall.
"Ah crap we do...what about you two haha."
"We'll probably need a drink or two after we unload all of this" Ben said, sitting down next to me. "You two have more muscle then we do...you get the chair."
"This chair?" Tony asked, getting more comfortable
"Yes, that chair"
"Uhh..wheres it going?" I asked, shooting him a sidways glance.
"Your chair's about to fall apart babe."
"Heh..yeah it is. Ok, you two get it."
Dan slid over behind the chair and tipped it forward, dumping Tony onto the floor. I was thinking Tony was more drunk than he said he was, but he stood and picked up the chair no problem. As they ascended the stairs, Ben slid closer and put his arm around my waist, dropping his head on my shoulder. I rested my head on his and sighed.
"You really aren't doing alright are you..."
"Not really...I just realized its been nearly three weeks...sniff"
"I know...I was gonna say something before, but you seemed pretty out of sorts in the truck on the way to lunch"
"I hate being such a bitch like this. It's not fair for you to have to comfort me all the time."
"I like comforting you. Don't worry about it"
"I... fuck. I dunno. I just-"
"You don't have to say anything. We can be all sappy later."
"But-"
I silenced him the best way I could, by kissing him full on. He groaned a little and tugged on my shirt. 'No more unhappy right now, we have company'. He tried to talk, but I softly bit his lower lip to stop him.
"Later Ben. Let's get this done."
He dropped his head on my shoulder as Dan and Tony came back down the stairs. Dan shot me a worried look as Tony wandered around the basement, going through random boxes. Dan sat down on the other side of Ben and put a hand on his shoulder.
"You guys...I love you guys. You don't even know how much." Ben said, doing his best not to lose it.
We both smiled and Ben latched on to me. I pulled Dan in and he squeezed the air out of both of us. Tony's buzz was intensifying as Dan let us go. He dropped onto the bed next to me and started holding his head. I rolled my eyes and stood up, grabbing a basket of clothes.
"C'mon guys, lets get this over with."
It all went quite fast with four people moving stuff. Would have went faster if Tony wasn't getting more drunk by the second. About a half hour went by and we had nearly everything in the truck. Ben grabbed one of his pillows and a few pictures and put them in the front seat of the truck. We all stood outside for a minute, enjoying the break in the rainy weather.
"Well, let's go" Dan said, walking over to his car.
"Meet you there" Ben said, heading back in the house.
Tony swayed over to Dan's car and slid into the passenger seat and looked like he fell asleep. Dan shot me a another worried look as he got in the driver's side. I motioned for him to go as I went after Ben. As I got to the living room, I found Ben sitting in his Dad's chair with a vacant look on his face. I walked over and sat down on the armrest and leaned on him. He sighed heavily and stood up, putting a hand on my head.
"I'm..."
"Out of words."
"Mmmhmmm..."
"You don't need to waste your words on this place anymore. Not worth it."
"...I guess you're right."
"Let's stop wasting time, and go get you set up."
He nodded as he stood me up and hugged me. As we walked out, he snagged his keys from the kitchen counter and took one last look around. I waited by the door as he took his house key off his chain and tossed it over his shoulder.
"Let's get the fuck out of here"
"Capital idea"
I locked the door and walked Ben to his car. As he got in, he rolled down the window and I leaned down, getting face to face with him.
"I love you."
"Love you too kiss"
"See you at home...Damn that feels odd to say"
"Odd but fucking awesome"
"Heh, yeah, see you in a minute."
I shuffled over to the truck and climbed in. I cranked the ignition, and the stereo. The sky clouded over as the CD started again. It's odd how the weather seems to react with the music I seem to be listening to. I zoned out as the intro played, and was brought back to reality as the opening song thrashed through the speakers. Ben was already gone as I looked up. With a grin, I threw it into drive and burned out of the driveway.
It's an easy ten minutes from Ben's to my house, depending on traffic. I squinted as the clouds broke again, cursing the sky to make up its mind. Dad's truck is fun to drive, cause it's big, AND fast. Taking a short cut of sorts, I came to the first light, to find Ben stuck on a red. I stuck my head out the window and shot him a cheeky grin. He glared back as I heard the passenger side door open.
"WHAT THE FU-...Oh..Hey!"
It was Josh.
"What are you doing just jumping in my truck like that...I coulda been some axe murderer and you wouldn't know."
"Nah..this window's open, and I could tell it was you"
"So what's up bud"
"Was just walking around town and saw you, and decided to tag along."
"Good, you can help us unpack."
"Oh yeah... Your boy's moving in."
"Heh...my boy."
"How's that all going...if I can ask."
"It's good. No major fights because of each other or anything."
"So...in love?"
"Nearly positive... Scratch that, 166% positive"
"Haha...Good, cause he is too."
"...And you would know this how?"
"All he talks about is you. No mention of his idiot parents or anything, just you."
"Holy shit...you serious?"
"I have no reason to lie to you"
"Very true"
"So, its all going well besides this parental shit?"
"Well...heh."
"Hmm?"
"Nothing."
"C'mon dude you can tell me. What are soccer bros for."
"It's nearly been three weeks...and all this stuff with Ben's parents and shit isn't helping matters any."
"Oh...yeah...that sucks."
"You have no idea"
I guess I was subconciously driving, because before I knew what was going on, we were at my house. I blinked a few times and glanced over at Josh, then got out. As I suspected, Tony fell asleep in Dan's car, and Ben was trying, and failing, to wake him up. I caught my dad out of the corner of my eye leaning on the door frame with a hand to his head.
"Still hung over?" I shouted as I grabbed a basket out of the cab.
"Nah..I'm good." he replied, walking to the back of the truck.
"With five of us, this should go quick, c'mon."
It took about twenty minutes to get everything out of the truck and into Ben's new room. Dad got a second wind and offered us all a drink. We all agreed and collected in the kitchen. Dad lined up a few glasses as we sat down.
"So...what's up with Tony?" Dad asked, leaning on his elbows.
"He had a family reunion today..and drank far more than he told us he did" Dan said, spinning the glass around "And this is still empty"
"Eeeeasy killer..eesh." Dad replied, snagging some whiskey.
Ben scooted his stool closer to mine and leaned on the counter, waiting for his drink. As they were poured, Ben snatched his up and downed it, with no chaser. I cocked an eyebrow and slowly sipped mine. We all sat around and talked for about an hour before Josh nudged me, telling me he needed a ride.
"You alright to drive?" he asked, sliding his glass across the counter top.
"Hmm? Yeah, I'm fine. Only had this one." I said, spinning the glass around with my finger.
"I was supposed to be back awhile ago...but whatever" he replied, standing up.
"Heh, let's split then. Be right back"
{Later On...}
It was coming on 10 o'clock, and Dan had to take Tony home, leaving Ben, myself, and dad to polish off the whiskey, which we did. We were slightly buzzed, which was good. Over the course of the night Ben loosend up majorly and didn't seem so pissed at the world.
"Well..this guy's gotta work in the morning, so g'nite you two." Dad said, tossing the empty bottle in the glass bin. "And Ben...good to have you here"
"It's good to be here" he said, flashing his killer smile.
"G'nite dad." We both said in unison as he walked off to bed.
"Well...what now? I'm not ready for bed yet." Ben said, leaning on the counter.
"Me either...how about a movie."
"Mmkay...What'd you have in mind?"
A sinister grin crept over my face as I looked at him. His expression went blank as he realised what I wanted to watch.
"No...anything but that...pleeeeease..."
"Oh c'mon...you're really no fun sometimes."
"You KNOW I DETEST scary movies...especially scary AND gorey ones."
"I'll hold you if you get scared?"
All he did was glare as I stood up and pulled him off the stool. Wrapping my arms under his and around his chest, we walked up the stairs. As we got into my...well...OUR room, he sat down on the bed and gave me the same glare.
"Seriously...babe...do we have to?"
"That's all I wanna watch right now..besides the porn of us."
"That...wait...what?!"
"Oh chill out I was kidding hahah"
I walked over to the end table and knelt down, digging through my dvds. After a few minutes of searching, and Ben cursing the existence of what I wanted to watch, I found it. Saw II. I know I know...crappy quasi-slasher flick, but I like it. I popped open the ps2 and threw in the movie. I peeled my shirt off and tossed it in the corner and dropped onto the bed, laying back on my arms.
Ben let out a very disapproving sigh as the opening scene started. I scooted closer to him as the mood set in. I don't know why he doesn't like them...they aren't -that- scary. At least I don't think so. I think he secretly likes it though, giving us a chance to cuddle and to be some what alone. I glanced over at him, and he had the worst look on his face. The first snuff scene gets him every time. As the blood splattered, he cringed and fell to his side, dropping his head on my stomach.
"Damnit bro...you know I hate these."
"Aw but you're so fucking cute when you get all scared like this."
He bit at my abs, causing me to twitch, then, he went after my other weak spot, my right side, just under the rib. I let him take over as I threw my head back on the bed.
"Or...We could do something else" Ben said, looking up at me with that devestating smile.
I grinned as I ran my hand over his head. He winked as he dropped his head again and slowly ran his tongue down my midsection, stopping at the waistband of my shorts. I sat up on my elbows again as Ben hooked his fingers on the drawstring, slowly untying it. He repositioned himself by sliding off the bed and inbetween my legs, on his knees. Putting his hands on my hips, he tugged off my shorts, leaving me in my boxers. I closed my eyes as I heard another death scene starting. He started rubbing my cock and mouthing it through my boxers. I was almost instantly hard. He pulled himself up ontop of me, getting face to face, grinding his crotch against mine.
"Better than that damn movie?" he asked, kissing down to my neck
"Mhm...you can hit that spot all you want now" I replied, running my hands down his sides.
I put my arms around him and held him tight as he started kissing at my weak spot, sending shivers all over. My head started to spin as he stopped and sat up, straddling me. Ben looked down at me, running his right hand over my chest, running it down to my abs as he ran his tongue over his lower lip. Putting my hands on his hips, I slid them around to the front and undid his jeans.
His jeans came off with ease, leaving him in his briefs. Leaning down, he kissed my cheek and we started making out. My hands developed minds of their own as they moved over every exposed inch of Ben. When people say they get hot, I didn't think they meant it in a literal sense. My body temperature spiked as we continued our game on tonsil hockey.
"You smell amazing." I whispered, kissing down to his neck.
"Thanks, it's your cologne." he replied, sliding my boxers off.
He slid down and kneeled on the floor, taking a firm grip on my dick. He shot me a look as he ran his free hand up the inside of my leg. He grinned as he positioned his head over the head of my now throbbing tool and drug his tongue up and down the shaft before finally taking it all into his mouth. I gasped as he worked his way up and down, sucking with incredible force. My hands crawled over his shoulders and came to rest on the back of his shaved head.
"Holy sh-...Oh go-...You get better every time I swear." I got out between moans, playing with his ears as he continued working on me.
He slowly withdrew, running his tongue up my shaft, sending more tingles all over my body. He kept a firm grip on my tool and slowly stroked me as he got face to face with me again. I was breathing quite heavily from the pleasure build up, and I think he could tell. Repositioning himself, he straddled me and grabbed the lube from the side of the bed.
"Why don't you ever want top?" I asked, squeezing his dick lighly.
"I dunno... I think it feels better this way." He replied, applying some lube to his ass.
"Heh... Fine with me."
Without any warning, Ben lowered himself onto my tool. I nearly lost it upon entrance. As my eyes rolled in pleasure, Ben started an excrutiatingly slow rythem, nearly pulling me out, but dropping down again at the last second. He was in complete control, and I was loving it. As he quickend his pace, the waves of sensation tingling over my body was almost too much to handle. As I got my eyes to focus, I looked up at Ben. He looked down at me with those eyes and that smile and I nearly came right there.
"You alright?" He asked, rubbing my head.
"Ha-...Yeah. Better than alright." I answered, running my hands up and down his sides.
He bent over and locked lips with me, gently forcing his tongue in my mouth and exploring like he never had before. It felt like the temperature spiked atleast 20 degrees in the room, causing both of us to start sweating viciously. The testosterone started to flow like none other. Adjusting himself slightly, Ben nearly passed out.
"Ok... My turn. You alright?" I asked, trying to hold him up.
"Yeah... you just found my g-spot." He replied, breathing heavily.
"Where? Right here?!" I grinned, thrusting as deep as physically possible.
I broke out laughing as he started oozing precum all over my stomache. Spreading it around with my hand, I moved it up his inner leg and slowly started to squeeze his cock.
"Oh go- holy sh- stopstopstop I don't wanna cum yet." He whined, biting at my lip.
I grinned again and wrapped my arms around him, rubbing our noses together. He buried his face in the side of my neck and whispered in my ear "Finish me". That. Was Sexy. As hell. I kissed his shoulder and every so slowly slid -all- the way in. Flexing twice against his insides, Ben shook slightly and I felt a warm and wet sensation on my abs. He exhales heavily and sat up, giving his cock a slow stroke, bringing out a torrent of boy juice. All the moaning and groaning had gotten me pretty worked up, and with a few clenches of his ass I was at my breaking point. With one final thrust, I shot load after load of cum into him.
After alot of heavy breathing and making out, I slid out of Ben and rolled him onto his side, keeping my arms around him.
"Thanks." I whispered, kissing his cheek.
"For?" He asked in a joking tone.
"For that. And being the best thing that's ever happened to me."
"We're the best thing that's happened to each other."
"Mmmhmmm."
Suddenly, I teared up and held him tighter.
"What's wrong Joe?" He asked, stroking my back lightly.
"I'm upset. Severly."
"Anything I can do to help?"
"I don't think so..."
"......"
"I'm upset because I can't find the words to tell you how much you mean to me. And it's not fair to you."
"Joe...Wow. I feel like that all the time. All this other shit goin' on doesn't help either."
"I know. It really sucks."
"I just feel so..."
"Hurt?"
"...Yeah."
"Well... We lost one of our own. I've pretty much been disowned, and everyone else around us is blissfully unaware of how we actually feel."
"Stop being so damn good at summing things up."
"Haha. Well, it's true. You know it."
"Yeah... Which makes me all the more distraught."
"You know..."
"Hm."
"You're the only one I really wanna be around. I mean, D and Tony are cool, but they just seem so... Off in their own world most of the time."
"D loves you like a little brother. And Tony's just... Tony."
"I know I know... But I just feel so... Strange around them."
"Even after 3 years of us being brothers?"
"Yeah... I dunno."
"I'd love to continue this talk... But I'm fucking exhausted."
"Yeah... You wore me out pretty good haha."
"I can say the same to you."
"Yeah. Let's call it a night."
Sliding out from my comfortable position, I got up and turned off the light and flipped on the TV to cartoon network. I power smoked a cigarette and got back into bed, snuggling up into his chest.
"I guess... All I can say is... I love you. Even though that doesn't say all I want it to." I whispered, slowly running my hand over his chest.
"I love you too Joe." He replied, kissing the top of my head. "Now let's go to sleep."
"G'nite babe."
"G'nite."
END: Chapter 2- Exodus
NEXT: Chapter 3- Homecoming_Night
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