Time Will Tell

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Time Will Tell Chapter 18 - Rebound?

"So what are we going to do today then?"

"I have no idea. What would you like to do sweetie?"

"I'd like to do you really, but I don't think that even you could manage that!" Conner giggled. I love it when he giggles, it makes me want to giggle myself. Sounds silly I know, but I can't help it. It's so contagious.

"I'd like to try though. No serious though, anywhere you want to go? Or shall we just lounge about here for the day?"

"Lounging sounds pretty good to me, I need to go to Claire's at some stage though. She has my Oasis CD that I'd like back."

"Sounds fine by me."

Conner was spread out on my bed. He'd been like that for most of the morning. I'd left him sleep whilst I went downstairs to clean up some of the mess that had been collecting over the last week.

I lay back down next to Conner who put his arm over me as he changed position so that he was looking at me as I lay on my back. I was just happy to stay like this for the rest of the day. I was contented, once again. I had the love of my life cuddling me and I knew that I was the love of his life too. It was a fantastic feeling to be able to share with somebody. I knew that I would be able to share it for the rest of my life with Conner too.

"Shall we go downstairs? Or are we going to stay up here, I'm getting hungry though."

"Yeah, I think breakfast is in order."

As we made our way downstairs I heard the sound of Trix laughing. We went into the kitchen and found him and Sean smiling.

"What's so funny?"

"Danny, what do you call a rabbit with a bent dick?" His smiling face suddenly turned to one of fear. "Oh shit, no. No I didn't mean, no it isn't even a gay joke. Sorry."

"Don't worry about it, go on."

"No really I'm sorry, I should be more careful with what I say."

"No, don't be. That's exactly what I don't want any of you to do. It doesn't matter if you tell gay jokes anyway, they really don't bother me. I know that none of you would mean anything by them, it really doesn't bother me. I tell sexist jokes, the girls know that it's nothing personal and that I don't mean anything by them, it's the same with me. As long as their funny."

"It wasn't even a gay joke though."

"Trix! Chill man, just tell it. What do you call it? What do you call a rabbit with a bent dick?"

A smile spread back onto Trix's face as he thought of the joke again, "Fuck's Funny."

I smiled and laughed at it. It wasn't as funny a joke as Trix was making it out to be, but it was reasonably funny. Trix seemed a bit dismayed that I hadn't laughed as much as he had, he still looked a little embarrassed.

"I'm really sorry Danny."

"Give it a rest will you? OK, why is Amsterdam full of gay's and France full of idiots?"

"What? I, erm, I, I don't know." Trix looked apprehensive, he wasn't keen on talking about the subject, I could tell. I didn't want him to hide from it though. If he was going to be friends with me well into the future, he would have to get used to the idea now.

"France got first choice." Conner and Sean started to laugh, Trix did too, he seemed a little relieved, seeing that I was serious about not caring. "See it really doesn't bother me Trix. I don't care what other people think, as long as my friends are sound with it then nobody else matters."

"Aren't you worried about what others are going to say though?" I felt victorious, I had finally broken through. Trix was voluntarily continuing a gay discussion, not avoiding it, I knew that he would have questions that he wanted to ask and I wanted him to feel at home with the idea that he had a gay friend, four for that matter!

"Well, I'm a bit scared. I'm not going to run around school shouting it out because most of the people there will say things that they don't mean, in some cases. The majority of people probably wouldn't care, but they would be too scared to show that. And because it would make life awkward. I've been there before and it isn't nice having people avoid you like you were some fly infested piece of shit on the floor. People felt that they couldn't be my friend because of what I might have been, they didn't even want to be seen to be talking with me."

"I could see that. I actually felt quite sorry for you back then. To be honest I know that if you would have said 'yes' that day we first started hanging out, you know, when I asked if it was true that you were gay?" I nodded a yes. "Well, when I think back on it now, I know that I wouldn't have hung around with you if you would have said 'yes' so that I wasn't seen to be hanging around with gay's but now I know what I would have missed out on. You're a good person Danny and a better friend than most people I've hung around with in my life."

I looked at Trix a little shocked. It was very rare an occasion when he discussed his feelings or made any effort to tell guys if he thought highly of them. I was honoured.

"Wow! Trix, errr, thank you. Yeah thank you."

"Just don't let it go to your head that's all kid!" He smiled again.

"Trix, we really are normal people. We're nothing to be afraid of. I can imagine most straight guys being afraid that they're going to have some gay guy come on to them or something. If they're not gay though, then it's nothing to worry about, we can't make them do anything about it."

"I know that you're normal people, It's been weird though. I think that I've finally figured something out too. Since I've known, I've been trying to be careful about what to say around you, and the others of course, but I realise that you haven't changed, I have." I gave him a puzzled look. "OK, this isn't coming out right then I can see. Well I thought that I was trying to accept you as being gay, but really it's me that's been trying to accept that I have a gay friend. It's as if I've sort of matured so that I can accept it as normal, totally though. It's not like it would have bothered me before. I don't know if that's any clearer or not."

"I think I understand, I'll have to think on it for a while though. Thanks Trix."

"What for?"

"For being a friend, a good one at that."

"Don't mention it. Anyway, that's enough mushy sentimental crap for one morning. Let's eat!"

"Yer cookin'?"

"Nah. It's not my house it would be rude of me." He answered smiling.

"You're a cheeky prick sometimes Trix." I said getting up to fetch some bacon from the fridge.

"Hello? Claire?"

"Yeah, I'm here."

"Hi, your mum said you'd be down here. How you doing?"

"I'm fine." I noticed her tear stained face and started to move towards her to try and help comfort her.

"What's wrong Claire? What is it?" She fell into my arms as I crouched down beside her. Her face had creased up again and she had continued her sobbing, I had thought it strange that she would have gone to sit in the park on her own.

"I feel so stupid Danny."

"Why what happened?"

"I had an argument with Scott."

"Why? What about? Come on, tell me." Her sobbing had become harder now.

"I got angry with him on the phone when he didn't want to go to town with me, he said he was going out with Robbie instead and for me not to be so selfish."

"How were you being selfish?"

"I didn't want Robbie to come with us."

"Why not? I thought you liked him."

"I do. It's just, It's because, oh I don't know. I just wanted to be alone with Scott like we always used to be."

"I don't mean to upset you Claire, but he has Robbie as his partner now. You two were never really going out."

"I know and that's why I feel so stupid. I never saw it that way, I saw us as a real couple. I never thought of it as an imaginary thing and I fell in love with him. And now he doesn't want to spend any time with me whatsoever."

"Claire, I don't really know what to say. I think that I do have some idea of how you feel though from when I thought Conner was straight. I wanted him so bad and for all I knew I would never have a chance with him. It's different for you because I guess that you really do know that you don't have a chance with him."

"Danny, what do I do though? I knew I never had a chance really, deep down inside but I had him with me, spending time with me. Now I've lost that."

"If it's any consolation, he's happy at least. You did a very noble thing, you helped him in the best way you could. You made everyone believe that the pair of you were going out for God knows how long. You helped him to keep his secret and for that I think he will always be so very grateful, he won't have wanted to lose you as a friend. He's experimenting, he's learning about what he needs to learn about. He's trying to satisfy his desires and he needs to. He's having what he considers to be his first relationship. He never wanted to hurt you, I can tell that and I know that you can too."

"Why does it hurt me so much though?"

"Because you love him, but it wouldn't be fair on him to spend his time with you, he has someone now. He has a sexual relationship and that's something that you two could never have had."

"I know. I can't believe it though. I was able to believe that he loved me, I fooled myself into believing that we weren't just hiding his sexuality and that we were really going out and in love. I got confused between him pretending to be in love with me and with him being in love with me. It was all my fault, I brought this on myself."

"You can't help who you fall in love with Claire. It just happens. You shouldn't blame yourself. God works in mysterious ways." Claire laughed at me. It took me completely by surprise, she had stopped crying a short while ago but was still visibly upset, then she laughs out loud at me.

"You don't believe in God Danny."

"You do though, so that's what you need to keep telling yourself. You are you own person and you believe that God plays the most important part in your life, it's Him that you need to turn to, I think. I will always be here for you and support you, but I can't change your life or love, if you believe that God can do that then it's Him you need right now."

"You know something Danny?" Her tear stained face began to reassemble itself with a smile.

"What?" I grinned back.

"You can back your way out of almost every wrong thing you do or say. I like that about you, you can talk your way out of almost everything."

"It's a gift. I'm blessed by your God my dear."

"You shouldn't be blasphemous He's your God too, you just don't realise that. Not yet at least."

"Even if I did, and He did exist he'd send Conner and I straight to hell, Scott and Robbie for that matter too."

"That's Catholicism primarily, Christians are more lenient on that sort of thing. Besides it all depends on how you read into the bible. Trust me."

"If you say so."

"I do. Do you want to grab a drink or something? Come back to mine, you can take your CD too."

"Sure. Let's go."

"Hey Sean."

"Hey. Come on in Luke."

"Hey guy's. Danny run away again?"

"Don't even joke about it man!" Trix didn't look amused.

"Nah. He's gone to Claire's to get his CD. He'll probably be back soon." Explained Conner.

"I can't stay long, my dad's noticed his Top Gear themes CD's missing and wants it back. I'm pretty sure that I leant it to Danny, do you have any idea where it might be Sean?"

"I saw it in his room a couple of days ago. He might have it in his Discman, if it isn't on his desk or in his top drawer then he might have it with him. You may as well check his room though."

"Cheers." Luke made his way up to Danny's room and let himself in. He didn't have any problems with doing so. Danny wouldn't mind him having a look, they'd been friends for long enough to not be bothered about each other looking through their stuff.

Luke checked Danny's desk and CD rack, he found the case but only one of the CD's was inside. Not being able to see the Discman on the desk he opened the top drawer and started looking for it in there.

"What the fuck?" Luke was confused. "They can't be his." He made his way back downstairs. "Guy's? Are these Danny's?"

"They can't be. Danny doesn't smoke, he knows better than that."

"They were hidden under his socks."

"What? Are they his? Sean are they his?"

"I've never seen him smoke. He never asked me for one anyway."

"We'll have to ask him when he get's back in." Luke suggested.

"We can find out sooner than that. Conner?" Trix was determined to find out the truth.

"Urmmm, you should really ask him." Conner looked nervous.

"Right! I'm going to get the little bastard. How longs he been smoking Conner?" Trix couldn't stand people smoking, it wasn't healthy and being the sportsman he was he wouldn't abide his friends doing it. He was always dropping comments whenever Sean lit up.

At that moment the front door opened, I came in and put my Discman down on the kitchen work surface before going back into the lounge to my friends and Conner. I looked at Trix confused at his angry face.

"What?"

"Are these yours?"

"Where the hell did you get them from?"

"Luke found them in your drawer when he was looking for his Top Gear CD."

"What? It's in the Discman in the kitchen Luke. Yeah there mine."

"How long have you been smoking?"

"I smoked for three years before I met you lot, gave up and started again about four months ago."

"How many do you smoke a day, you addicted too?"

"Around six or seven. Probably, I was when I gave up a couple of years back."

"Probably that friend of yours that got you started, Meyrick I bet." I saw red. Anger coursed through my veins and straight to my heart.

"MEYRICK IS NO FUCKING FRIEND OF MINE TRIX! Don't EVER let me hear you say that AGAIN!"

"Meyrick smokes, you don't want to be like him do you?"

"Just fuck off Trix." I grabbed the pack off him and stormed out of the room and back to my room.

"What the hell happened there?" Conner looked confused and asked nobody in particular for a reason for his boyfriends' bad reaction to the name Meyrick.

"You shouldn't have said that Trix, you know how he feels about Meyrick." Sean was a little concerned himself as to how long his brother would be sulking in his room for now.

"James Meyrick's the guy in our year who was supposed to be Danny's friend. Danny decided to tell him that he was gay and he started telling everyone. He told us before we even started hanging around with Danny." Luke explained to the bewildered Conner.

"He'd mentioned that he trusted someone that he shouldn't have but he never said who. I'm going to go up and see if he's alright."

"I wouldn't Conner, give him five to cool down, you know what he's like. He'll say something that he doesn't mean and upset you." Sean explained

"I, but, I only want, oh are you sure?"

"Just a couple of minutes, that'll be enough for him to calm down."

"OK, if you're sure then."

I lay on my bed, pissed off. I couldn't believe that I would rather have Trix know that I was gay than that I smoked! I couldn't believe the shitty luck of Luke finding them, if I'd have got back five minutes before then this wouldn't have happened. I was starting to wonder where Conner was too. I wondered why he hadn't followed me up, he normally would have done, so I thought at least. I wanted him there, I wanted him to calm me down, say that I had overreacted, hadn't reacted enough. I wanted him there whether he said anything to me or not.

"Jesus this is ridiculous!" I said aloud to myself. I couldn't believe how much I needed him, all the time. I'm an individual person for crying out loud! I didn't want to have to feel that I needed to turn to Conner every time that something happened. I had always fought and suffered the consequences of my own battles for so many years. Now, in the space of four months, I felt like half a person without Conner by my side every waking moment of the day.

Now don't get me wrong, I love the boy with all my heart, I didn't want to lose that but this increasing feeling of coexistence was beginning to seem obsessive and it wasn't too late to scare him away from me. I didn't want him to think that I was a drip that can't fend for myself. I wanted him there with me right now, but I didn't at the same time. Was I too deeply in love with him? Did he feel that I was becoming too dependent on him, could I be getting on his nerves even?

The thought upset me. I didn't want to annoy Conner. I wanted to be with him. I also didn't want Conner to think that I was like some sulky little child that ran off to its mother every time it got scared or upset. I was thinking too much. I heard footsteps coming up the stairs, I wondered if it was Conner coming to check on me. I couldn't tell if he would be annoyed that he had to come and sort me out again or if he'd be concerned that I was upset. I decided that I'd play it cool if it was him, that I wouldn't appear too upset or bothered about what happened and to act natural that he had come up and as if it wouldn't have mattered if he hadn't. So that he didn't think I expected too much from him, I didn't want him to think that he had to baby-sit me.

"Danny? Can I come in?"

"Yeah, sure." Nicely done! Not too upset or enthusiastic. Just a normal sort of response. I was sitting on my bed, pretending that I had been reading my Max Power car magazine since I came up. He came in silently, I looked to him and smiled. Damn! Too enthusiastic! OK, back to reading the magazine now. Better.

"Are you OK?" Conner sounded suspicious.

"Uh huh. Yeah I'm fine."

"You didn't seem it before, it takes a lot to get you that angry Danny. Now you seem all calm and collected."

"I've had some time to think it over, I'll just have to ignore Trix when he says things that's all."

"I suppose. Are you sure you're OK?"

"Uh huh." Don't look up Danny you'll melt.

"OK, I'll be downstairs when you want to come back down. Is that OK?" He sounded a little despondent.

"OK, I won't be long. I'm just looking up something."

"OK, see you then."

"Yeah see ya."

The door closed behind him. I felt upset still. He sounded upset, was it because I hadn't responded to him much? Was it because he didn't want to have to bother coming up to see me? No I didn't think that that was the case, he was just unsure of my reaction. That was it. I hadn't been as sorry for myself as he probably thought I should have been, it was because I wasn't actively seeking sympathy like I usually would have done, it had confused him. Was that a good thing or a bad thing? Maybe bad because he might think that I don't want to talk to him. Maybe a good thing though, he might not think that I'm just an attention seeking wimp all the time now. I couldn't tell. I'd go down soon and see what happened.

"We had an argument and I dumped him."

"You WHAT?"

"I dumped him."

"But you two were great together. What was the argument about?"

"Basically he wants to spend more time with just us on our own. I told him that we spent enough time on our own and that I didn't want to neglect my friends. He started going on about how he thought that he was just being used as a shag whenever I felt like it and that he didn't want to be treated like that. I told him it was a shame that he felt like that, because it wasn't the case and that if he felt that way then maybe we shouldn't see each other anymore."

"What did he say to that?"

"All he said was 'Fine!' and then he walked off."

"Is that really what you wanted to happen? I mean, you didn't spend all that much time with him alone Scott."

"Well he didn't seem too bothered."

"That doesn't mean that you shouldn't be. Scott, aren't you upset at all?"

"A bit, but I think it's for the best."

"If you're sure. But don't forget Scott, if you want him back, don't be too proud to ask him back out."

"If he'd take me that is. Thanks anyway Kate."

"Hello stranger. Am I forgiven then?" Trix asked as I came back into the lounge. I'd fallen asleep and woken up an hour later. I came back downstairs to find that Luke had left and Kate, Trace and Scott had arrived.

"You haven't apologised yet, how could I forgive you."

"Oh come on, you know I'm sorry. I hate upsetting my friends, but you shouldn't smoke! I can't stop you obviously but I'd give up again if I were you."

"OK, you're forgiven dad!" He laughed. "No it's me that should be apologising anyway, I shouldn't have gone off in a sulk like that. I'm too old to be throwing tantrums now."

"We're used to them now." Smiled Trace.

"Watch it you!" I jested back.

I looked at Conner who was sitting on the sofa looking back at me expectantly. I smiled to him and sat down next to him.

"So, what were you all talking about before I came down?"

"Me and Robbie having split up."

"What? Why?"

"I didn't have enough time to spend with him basically."

"Oh, I'm really sorry Scott. Are you OK?"

"Yeah. I'll be fine."

Conner swung himself round on the sofa and started to lean on to me. I pulled back a bit, gave him a worried look nodding in the direction of an oblivious Trix and sat back upright. Conner looked at me with wounded eyes. He had just wanted a hug but I had been worried about Trix's reaction, we hadn't tried to show too much physical affection in public since Hannah's party. Conner looked at me as if I'd slapped him hard across the face. He screwed his face in anger after having stared at me hurt for about ten seconds, stood walked out of the room whilst the others were in mid conversation and left the house, slamming the front door after him. I sat there with an astonished look on my face. Trace turned to look at me, as had all the others already.

"Was it something I said?"

I didn't answer and left the house following him. He was walking angrily down the road towards his house. I ran to catch him up, I levelled up with him. His face was frowning in anger.

"I didn't mean anything by that, I wanted to cuddle too but I was worried about what Trix would do." I cut straight to the chase. He didn't answer me, he didn't even look at me. "Come on! You know that I didn't mean to hurt you, if we rush things as far as Trix is concerned then we'll never be able to be together in public. I want to know that he is completely OK knowing that we are gay before we try that."

"He IS OK with it Danny, he said so this morning. If we don't show affection then he will never understand will he? Only when he's used to seeing us together will he be OK with us being together." He had stopped walking now and was staring right at me, his anger filled eyes burning into me. I didn't know what happened but I didn't feel guilty, I felt defensive. I decided to be calm though, I still didn't want to hurt his feelings and I couldn't see how I was in the wrong.

"He isn't OK with it yet, trust me I know him. He'll say he is, but he isn't ready yet, I know that. When he is then we'll let him see us together, and trust me I can't wait for that to happen but I don't want to lose him as a friend."

"What's going on Danny? You KNOW you wouldn't lose him as a friend, he IS ready. Why are you being like this? Is it something I've done?"

"Being like what?"

"Oh fuck off then."

"What did you just say?" It brought tears to my eyes instantly, the words had hit me like a ton of bricks. If you've ever been kicked hard in the shins as a kid, then you know how instant the pain is and how the tears come out as if they were on standby, that's how it was here. I couldn't believe what he had just said.

"I said fuck off, if you're not going to talk to me then just fuck off. You've been acting weird all afternoon." I noticed he was in tears himself. "You go in your room in a huff, you act like we'd met ten minutes before hand when I came into your room after to see if you were OK. You acted like you didn't want me there. You say that you'll be down in a couple of minutes and after over an hour you come down and practically push me off you when I tried to hug you. If you don't care then I won't care." A strange thing to be said when the pair of us are standing in the middle of the street in broad day light crying our eyes out. "If you're going to be like this, if you're going to hate me and not tell me why then you can fuck off, I will not let you hurt me like this. I never thought you'd make me feel this way Danny, never. I thought you LOVED me. I'm through with this. I am NOT going to let you hurt me anymore than you have done today, we're OVER." He turned and walked away, his tears pouring out and his cries piercing the air as he walked away from me. I stood there torn open. I knew what to say but I couldn't, I was too shocked. How could he give up on us like that? How could he give up what we had so easily?

"Conner? Conner? Don't go." My voice wasn't loud enough for him to hear, he was some way away now and I couldn't speak up, I was crying too much. I turned and started a slow walk back to my house. I didn't know what to do. I had been dumped by Conner, I needed him though. I loved him so much and I had stood there and watched him walk out of my life. I couldn't think right, my body was on auto pilot on course to my house. As I got closer I sped up, then sped up some more, then some more until I was running full pelt straight for my front door. I opened it and ran straight up to my room. I closed the door behind me and fell onto my bed biting my pillow trying not to scream from the fear that I now felt. I couldn't be without Conner, I couldn't know that he hated me. I loved him. I loved him so much and I felt like he didn't care whether I lived or died.

I didn't hear anybody walk into my room. I definitely didn't see them because I was face down on my pillow. All I felt was a dip in my bed and somebody start stroking my hair. I didn't turn to see who it was. I didn't care. Conner and I were through. We were through, it echoed in my head. Whoever it was who was trying to comfort me led down next to me and continued to stroke the back of my head and the hair that they could reach. They planted a kiss on the back of my head. I wasn't thinking straight. I wanted to know who it was, but I had to think of what to do with Conner.

Something snapped in my head. It just clicked and broke. My mind was set in a split second. It just snapped and I led there thinking two words. Two words that burnt into my mind. Fuck him. They appeared, from nowhere. They appeared and I lay there thinking, fuck him. Just that, no reason why, just that. My sobs slowed quickly. A sort of psychological protection condition had set into place, to stop myself going insane. Fuck him, I didn't cry anymore. I just led there, face down on the bed. Not upset, not angry, not anything. I was devoid of emotion and the two words enforced this sort of firewall against the extreme emotions that were rattling around my head. Fuck him.

I rolled over to see who had been comforting me, I wiped my eyes and they readjusted in the light that I had been hidden from for about ten minutes now. I was left seeing Scott lying next to me, extreme concern on his face. He looked at me for a while.

"Must be something in the air." He joked in a soothing voice. I kind of laughed but it instantly set tears flowing again.

It was so strange, I didn't know what emotions were coming out. My brain seemed to be selecting emotions to thrash out at random. I cried but I was still thinking fuck him. Scott pulled me into a hug, I gripped my arms around his back and held him tightly, crying but not upset, more confused than anything. My tears once again stopped but quicker this time. We just led there, Scott and I holding each other. He pulled back from me slightly to take a look at my face which was resting blank and expressionless.

"Are you OK? Do you want to tell me what happened?"

I didn't answer, I just shook my head. He stayed as he was, looking at me, I looked up to his eyes and saw a tear rolling down his cheek.

Something happened. Again, something stirred inside me and I didn't, no couldn't break the gaze that we held. I knew what was about to happen and I was powerless to stop it. I couldn't have done, it wouldn't have worked if I tried. It just happened. And as our lips met all of my inhibitions dissolved away. My mind was wiped clean and I lay there playing with Scott's tongue with my own. Conner never entered my mind, my biological firewall had locked him out of it and he was going to be kept out for some time. All that was in my mind was Scott, not just Scott though. Sex mixed with Scott. It felt relieving to be kissing him, I don't know why. I t just felt so soothing and relaxing. The gentle pressure between our lips calmed me and turned me on at the same time, my heart started beating faster and our tongues started to become more forceful and our lips pressed more firmly against each others.

Scott pulled back and looked into my eyes. "This isn't right." He looked dazed, his eyes staring dreamily into my mine and mine into his. I didn't say anything I just moved back in to reinitiate the kiss. He didn't try to stop it again. I became aware of the bulge in his jeans and moved my position so that mine was pressed firmly against his. A moan escaped through both of our noses and we knew that not even wild stallions could pull us apart now. Our kiss became more urgent still and I pulled him up too me as tightly as I could. Our crotches rubbing against each other, one hand pulling his back so that his chest was firmly against mine and the other hand running gently over his face.

We began to lift each others T-shirts at the same time, almost like a telepathic agreement. As I revealed his bare chest I was turned on even more, if that was possible. I had seen him with out any top on before, but I was seeing it in a different way today. I ran my hands over his smooth chest and back as our kiss continued yet again. I found and let my hands wonder down further one on his ass and the other meeting the top of his jeans, running smoothly over the soft, slightly cool skin that covered the taught sheet of muscle underneath. I found his belt and undid it, then the button of his jeans then pulled down the zip. I pulled away from the kiss again and moved my head so as to see what I was revealing, as I pulled down his boxers and jeans at the same time, Scott began to open up my jeans. We were both almost frantically stripping each other. This wasn't about love, this was about sex. But, I was not going to stop it, I wanted it. I couldn't stop myself wanting it even if Conner had entered my mind. I tugged at his waistband and revealed his huge throbbing member. His cock was far larger than either Conner's or mine. I looked down in amazement and my hand made it's way to it grabbing it in my hand, feeling the heat emanating from it and from the rest of his body too. I began to stroke his cock. And he groaned in pleasure. He managed to pull off my jeans and boxers and immediately set his hand to work on my own dick.

I leant up and took off my socks one by one always keeping one hand free to massage this monster of a cock that was dripping pre-cum everywhere. Scott followed my example taking off his socks and then I grabbed him by his arms, just below the shoulders and pulled him down on top of me our naked bodies pressed firmly against each other, heat pouring into each other as we kissed and ground against each other.

I placed my hands on Scott's shoulders and pushed him down my body slowly, our lips parted and he started to get up on his knees. I brought my knees up to my chest and he knew what to do. He leaned over me and carefully balanced on one hand as he used the other to guide his meat to my hole. When in position he put his other hand down for a better balance. He looked straight into my eyes and began to push forward. I bit my lip as bit by bit more of him slipped inside me. The pain was pretty damn awful, it made me feel dizzy.

I exhaled sharply when I felt his body pressed to mine telling me he was all the way in.

"OK, hold it there. Wait a minute OK?"

"Sure." He panted. He leant down so that as much of his torso was pressed to mine as he could get whilst he waited for me to get used to his size.

"OK, let's go."

He started to withdraw gently from me. The feeling was one of pure ecstasy as inch by inch he slid out of me. I couldn't believe how good this felt. It was absolutely amazing, I was seeing stars and trying my hardest not to scream my lungs out. We hadn't made any loud noises so far and I hoped to keep it that way. I looked to Scott's face and saw him biting his bottom lip as he carried out his easy slide in and out of me. He knocked the breath out of my lungs! The feelings were so intense I felt like I was going to faint. This was incredible, his muscled stomach clearly showing a well formed six pack and his smooth chest rubbing against mine, our skin refusing to slide against each others anymore, our clammy bodies caused our skin to rub between us. It sent electric bolts of pleasure through my body each time.

His every movement turned me on, I had my mouth wide opened and my eyes closed tightly, and I panted as fast and hard as I could in an effort to avoid groaning at the intense pleasure that was flowing through my body. Wave after wave of absolute bliss shot through my body as Scott began to pick up his pace. If I'd been having trouble keeping quiet before, this was going to be really difficult by the end. Scott began to make quiet little groans, trying to keep his voice down. They were so cute, they just made me even more turned on. It was unbelievable what he was doing to me, I had never been this turned on before and I was having the best sex of my life! True he was only the second guy for me, but I couldn't imagine that it could ever be better than this.

I reached up and put my hands around the back of Scott's head pulling his lips down to meet mine. That kiss was so intense, we were practically trying to get into each other by using our tongues to pull ourselves through each other's mouths. Scott continued to thrust harder and harder and faster and with every thrust he numbed my brain a little bit more. It was incredible. His powerful thrusts bringing me closer and closer to my own orgasm, I found that I'd been moaning out loud and quickly stopped myself by grabbing a pillow and covering my face with it. I suddenly felt Scott tighten up and thrust onto me damn hard, he collapsed and made several whimpering sounds as he pushed his tense upper body down onto mine and used the pillow to muffle his cries. After about ten seconds of him lying there tensed up on me he went limp, his whole body relaxed and he pulled out of me and lifted the pillow off my face. I tried to regain full consciousness which had partly slipped away as he had been banging into me. Before I knew what was happening, he was straddling me and positioning himself over my electrified member, I was ready to cum there and then, but as Scott slid me inside him I leant up and started kissing his chest as he lifted himself and lowered himself on me.

I pulled him off me and laid him on his back, then pushed his legs up and quickly aligned myself. I didn't waste anytime! It was impossible for me to go slowly too, I was charged up and aching to release the intense pressure that had been building up inside me for far too long now. I began pushing into him as hard as I could and as quickly as I could, his tight ass gripping me and giving the most sensual feel that I had ever had. It was only about five minutes after slamming into Scott that I couldn't hold myself anymore, causing him and myself to whimper quite a bit, both biting our lips so as not to make too much sound. The force of my orgasm made my brain go numb, it was as if I was drugged up. I couldn't move, I could hardly breathe, I just lay next to Scott with one arm over him. I tried to return to my senses, it was as if I had disconnected from reality.

I snapped back to reality, it was if I had been drifting off to sleep but been awoken.

"Danny?" His voice was solemn. It was only then that I realised the full implications of my actions. I realised what had just happened in my room. I'd been single for no more than twenty minutes. What had I done? "Danny?" I couldn't answer him, I couldn't! I knew what he was going to say. How could I explain this to him? How would I tell him? I knew what I wanted and that I was going to hurt somebody very dear to me. I knew that I would.

Who will Danny choose? What's happened to the close knit little group in such a short time? How does Conner feel? And what were Danny and Scott thinking? Who knows? Time will tell. Write to me now please, go on you know you want to! wanna_get_lucky@hotmail.com