nothing false and possible

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::nothing false and possible- chapter ten::

Stephen dreamt of angels who wore black leather pants-- to match there smoke blackened wings-- and puffed on marijuana, while reciting the catechisms he learned in church as a child. He tossed and turned, as the angels turned to him and started the dance. In the beginning they would stalk up to him, rubbing against him like cats in heat, then they would start with the painful biting and burn him with their joints.

Alec watched Stephen fight the imagined beings and frowned. He wanted to wake the boy up, but he was a little scared of getting popped in the jaw. Alec decided to try to soothe Stephen, instead of just waking him up. He laid his hand over Stephen’s chest and rubbed little circles into the skin over his beating heart. It was rushing at speeds that were dangerous for a young man. “Stephen…” Alec snuggled into the boy’s side and cooed in his ear, still petting his chest. “Baby boy, please calm down.”

Stephen gasped and shot up in bed. His mind raced and all he could hear was the sound of his own blood rushing in his ears. “Fucking angels!” He swore, as he turned toward Alec with wide eyes.

Alec was afraid for one of the first times in his life. Stephen’s pupils had dilated to the point that they looked like a couple of pennies colored in with black ink. “Stephen?” Alec scooted back, slightly, and watched the boy, hoping that he would gain his focus.

“They can’t hurt me if they don’t exist.” Stephen announced, with a hiss.

Alec nodded and bit his bottom lip. Stephen was reacting as some of his patients had, after coming out of his hypnotism sessions. “Who can’t hurt you, Stephen?”

Stephen grinned, menacingly, and shook his head. “The pretty boys with the wings.” Stephen dropped his head and let out a sigh. “Fuck!” He grabbed his forehead and started to cry, with silent sobs.

Alec scooted toward Stephen and pulled him into a hug. “Stephen, it will be okay. I promise.”

Stephen shook his head and cried harder. “She said they couldn’t hurt me anymore.”

Alec rubbed Stephen’s back and kissed the top of his head. “Who, sweetie?”

“Andrea. She saved me from Laird the last time.” Stephen took a deep breath and let it out, shakily, coating Alec’s neck with damp heat.

Alec shivered and tried to suppress the feelings that he got, while holding Stephen so close. “She saved you from what, Stephen?”

Stephen shook his head and grunted. “I was such a little whore. Laird would treat me like shit and I just accepted it and…”

Alec wet his lips with his tongue and opened his mouth. “I thought you had never…”

Stephen sighed. “I haven’t. Almost have, but Andrea walked in and stopped it… stopped him.”

“Who is this… Laird.” Alec sat back and looked Stephen in the face. The boy’s eyes brimmed with tears, but he looked stoic. “You don’t have to tell me, sweetie. I just want to add him to my list of people to kill, before I die.”

Stephen nodded. “He’s a friend of an ex’s friend.” Stephen laughed, bitterly and shook his head. “Leo’s fuck toy, Jordan, would always hang out at this club for rejected teens.” Stephen smirked, slightly, and continued. “They would put together the druggies, the drinkers, the nymphos, and the gay kids, all under one roof. After a couple of hours, the party would turn into one large, drunken, drugged up orgy. Leo and Jordan fit in very well. I did not, however.” Stephen paused. “Laird was tall and muscular, with that hard look that comes with years of molesting young boys. I thought he was the greatest. He got me high quite a few times, and usually we ended up dry humping on a random couch, at the club.”

Alec watched Stephen recall the events and he knew that it had to be difficult to open up about these sorts of things. He was sad that Stephen went through such horrible things, but he was more than a little glad that the boy trusted him with the happenings of his life.

“Laird soon grew tired of the sticky pants and mindless humping. He wanted to get his hands on me and he was to get it anytime he wanted.” Stephen looked at the bedspread and ran his hand over the fabric. “He would get me hot and bothered and not let me have release, until I sucked him off. Sometimes I wouldn’t get relief, unless I sucked off Leo and let him watch. Leo was usually so drunk or stoned that he didn’t even notice me lapping at his cock.”

Now, Alec could hardly believe that, but he decided not to comment.

“Laird was getting harder to please as the days went on and I was starting to be afraid of our meetings. He would bring in random guys and make me… do things. All of those pretty boys who were too high to know what was what. Half of them probably thought I was just some girl. It became a real problem when I found out that he worked at the mill with my father. He threatened to give away my secret, if I didn’t give in to him in one way or another.” Stephen shut his eyes and shivered. “I had asked Andrea to come to the club with me, in hopes that she would keep me from doing anything stupid. Instead she met Leo and fell instantly in love with his way of being.” Stephen paused and let out a dry sob. “Damn him and his way of being.” Stephen shot Alec a look and arched a brow. “You saw his way of being, right?”

Alec grinned and nodded. The boy -was- infectious. “I saw it, but it’s nothing in comparison to your way of being.”

Stephen shrugged, apathetically. “He kept Andy occupied with stories of India and Arabian princesses, while Laird took me to the back room and quickly stripped me of my pants. He had me bent over a table, before I knew what was happening. He was in me knuckle deep, when Andrea walked in and screamed like a banshee. Suddenly, I was the father of her unborn child and she was going to castrate him with her teeth, if he ever dared to fucking touch me again.” Stephen shook his head and rolled his eyes. “Laird found out a while later about how Andrea had lied to save my ass, quite literally, but by that time he found out I was only sixteen and therefore, an untouchable.” Stephen chewed the inside of his cheek and shook the hair out of his eyes. “Leo and I started dating a few weeks after the ordeal and then we broke up for a month, before getting back together and breaking up once again. We did that a few thousand times, mostly because break up sex and get back together sex are really hot and passionate.” Stephen looked at his older lover and laughed when he saw that Alec’s jaw was slack. “Sorry. A little too honest there, huh?”

Alec nodded and sighed. “That’s okay. Honesty is always appreciated.” Alec took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “As long as we are being honest… I’m best friends with your chorus teacher and we used to be romantically involved, quite a few years back.”

Stephen arched a brow. “How involved?”

“We lived together for three years. We were roommates when he was in college and…” Alec drifted off, letting Stephen fill in the blanks.

Stephen nodded. “I see.” Stephen chewed on his lip and winced. “Do you remember Brad, from Old Navy?”

Alec’s face went blank and he nodded. “I don’t think I want to know the details, Stephen.” He stated with all seriousness. “Honesty is appreciated, but sometimes…”

Stephen nodded and shrugged a shoulder. “It was only once… err… one night.”

Alec smirked and stroked Stephen’s cheek. “Are you planning on continuing with him?”

Stephen shook his head and smiled. “I don’t think I could stand myself, if I did.”

Alec looked into Stephen’s eyes and returned the boy’s smile. “Stephen…” Alec shook his head, in a disgruntled fashion and leaned in to brush the boy’s lips with his own.

Stephen opened his lips and allowed Alec to lick the inside of his mouth. Alec was nibbling on his bottom lip and he returned the little nips and sucks, in turn. “Alec…” Stephen gasped, as Alec pressed him backward into the mattress.

Alec laid half on the boy and nibbled at the juncture of his neck and collarbone. “What is it, baby?”

Stephen squirmed and giggled. “Why do you like me?”

Alec groaned, quietly, and bent in to nuzzle Stephen’s ear. “You are sweet and smart. You have a compassionate soul and a passionate spirit. Plus, you are hot as fuck.” Alec whispered the expletive, while licking Stephen’s ear lobe.

Stephen shuddered and shook his head. “You liar.”

Alec traced his hand down Stephen’s neck, followed the path down his chest, and lingered at the boy’s nipples. He stroked and pinched the nubs, relishing in the little gasps they pulled out of his young lover. “Have you ever thought of getting your nipples pierced?” Alec took the chance to tweak one nipple particularly rough, and he laughed at the look it got him.

Stephen practically radiated revulsion, but it quickly melted away, as the older man moved his hand down to Stephen’s belly button and circled around the little indent. Stephen watched Alec pull his hand up to his mouth and suck his own finger before tracing it around his belly, once more. “You have a thing for stomachs?” Stephen groaned at the sensations that Alec was causing to course through his body.

“Only yours.” Alec slithered down Stephen’s torso, until he was nestled in between his legs, and licked at his stomach. He flicked his tongue in the belly button and then trailed down to the edge of his underwear. He blew over the dampened area and grinned at his young lover. “Do you mind if I…” Alec ran his fingertips across the top of Stephen’s underwear and sighed, lustily.

Stephen lifted his hips and pushed at the underwear. “Be my guest.” He let out with a groan.

Alec pulled down Stephen’s shorts and smirked at the way Stephen undulated under his gaze. “Stephen, try to control yourself, baby.” Alec held down Stephen’s hips and smirked when the boy moaned.

Stephen groaned and thrashed his head to the side, baring his neck. “Alec…” Stephen tried pumping his hips, but Alec was holding him firmly in place. “I need… touch.” Stephen gasped and groaned as Alec bent down and licked the underside of his penis.

Alec lapped at the head of Stephen’s bobbing dick and chuckled as the boy cursed him. “Naughty words. I think you need to be punished.”

Stephen pushed himself up on his elbows and gave Alec a scowl. “I’m not into that.”

Alec shook his head and smirked. “No, I suppose you wouldn’t enjoy being punished.” Alec swooped down and took Stephen’s cock into the hot cavern of his mouth and inched down, until it settled in the back of his throat. He relaxed his muscles and continued until he had taken the entire length in.

Stephen dropped back and howled, appreciatively. “Damn… Shit… Fucking hell!”

Alec slid up and down Stephen’s weeping prick and almost choked when he heard the series of cuss words streaming out of his young lover. Alec stopped mid-suck and pet the boy’s hipbone, soothingly. He waited until Stephen’s breathing regulated and started again.

Stephen knew that this had to be his punishment. Alec was putting him in a state of suspended arousal and he wasn’t showing any sign of letting him cum. “Please… please… please… please…” Stephen dropped his hands down to Alec’s head and grabbed a hold of his hair. He let his grip loosen and pet the top of his head. “Alec, please let me cum. Please?”

Alec pulled off of Stephen’s dick, slowly, and licked his lips. The boy tasted salty, sweet, and just a little bit bitter. He was delicious. “You don’t have to beg, Stephen. Just crook your legs, baby.”

Stephen did as he was told and looked down at Alec, confusedly. “What are you doin… oh, damn.”

Alec bent in and pushed Stephen’s legs open a little wider. He pulled a pillow out and propped Stephen’s hips up on it and nodded, appreciatively. He spared the boy a grin before leaning in and licking the crease of Stephen’s ass, until he reached his scrotum. He had never been with such a verbal lover and Stephen was very vocal, if not downright crude. “Stephen, hush baby. What if Andy walks in?”

“Sickie! How can you even mention your daughter during sex!” Stephen grunted and dropped his head back as far as he could. “Alec…” He whined.

Alec shook his head and slipped his own boxers down his thighs. He kicked them over to the side, before leaning back in toward Stephen. He manhandled the boy, until he was on his stomach and inclined him so that he could get the best of angles, for the job at hand. The boy was sitting on his hands and knees, just waiting to be fucked… Alec figured he could just come at that sight alone. After relishing in the sight before him, Alec pet the boy’s pale white globes and ran a hand down the crease. Stephen whimpered, but said nothing. Alec kissed one ass cheek and grinned, as he opened him for his ardent gaze. He lapped at the boy’s small pink pucker, until the boy was writhing and wailing. Alec almost lost his balance, when the boy bucked his hips one good time, but he maintained his control.

Stephen felt like he was on fire. He had done this for other lovers, but never had he had the favor returned. Now, he understood why they… “Holy fuck!” Stephen was very sorry for all of the bad language. His parents hadn’t raised him that way, but… damn.

Alec was rhythmically thrusting his tongue in and out of Stephen’s opening. They boy was loosening up nicely and by the way Stephen was acting, he could probably make the boy cum, without ever touching him. Of course, he wasn’t going to let that happen. Alec reached around for Stephen’s bobbing cock and took it in hand. He jacked it slowly, using the pre-cum as lubricant. Alec sat up, slightly, and sighed as the boy pumped his hips steadily into Alec’s fist.

“Alec, I want… I need…” Stephen whimpered and dropped his face into a pillow.

“What is it baby?” Alec positioned a fi at at Stephen’s hole and pressed lightly. He had prepared Stephen well with his mouth, but he was still weary of hurting the boy. He was a virgin, after all. Alec slowly slid his pointer into Stephen’s back entrance and let out a breath when he was in him knuckle deep.

Stephen squirmed and pushed back at Alec’s hand. “Fuck me, Alec. I need you. I need to feel you.”

Alec started moving in and out of the boy, before adding another finger and scissoring them apart. He added a third finger for good measure and watched Stephen squirm and moan. He felt as if he had been given a gift and he knew that all he had to do was cherish it. “I’m going to make love to you now, ba

Stephen’s heart stopped and did a flip, landing in his throat. Make love to him? “Oh…” Stephen gasped and choked, as he pushed back at Alec, trying to get his lover to move.

Alec slipped his fingers out of the boy and quickly grabbed a small package off of the bedside dresser. He ripped it open and pulled out the pre-lubricated condom, rolling it down his steely erection. Alec positioned the head of his cock at the loosened entrance. The ring of muscle let him slip the head in, but he had to stop before he lost it. Alec grabbed Stephen’s hips and held him still, for a moment. He rubbed the boy’s back, soothingly, and whispered tender words. “You’re so good, Stephen. You’re the most wonderful man I have ever met. You’re beautiful, baby.” Alec tried to catch his breath, as he let his heart spill from the confines of his mouth.

Stephen inadvertently started to cry, as he heard the loving expressions. He couldn’t ask for more than this. Stephen quickly started to relax, as Alec began to recuperate.

Alec regained his wits and turned Stephen’s hips up. He started to slide in and out of the boy in a slow easy rhythm. “I can’t explain… why I love you. I just know… I d I do.” Alec was hitting Stephen’s prostate on every forward pass and he decided to speed up his thrusts.

Stephen thrust back in beat with Alec’s motions. He moaned every time his prostate wads stimulated and he howled the times that Alec deeply seated himself in the sheath of his body.

Alec sped up his thrusts until he and Stephen were practically rutting. He couldn’t get enough of the squirming young man, and even though he was scared of hurting him, he couldn’t hold back as he pounded out his pleasure. Alec leaned in a bit the boy’s shoulder, trying to muffle his own scream as he shot his load in the tight, heat of Stephen’s body.

Stephen’s groaned as he felt the older man fill up the condom inside of him. He gasped and whimpered when he felt Alec’s hand grab his hard, weeping prick. “Alec!” Stephen howled, as the man started an unforgiving rhythm and didn’t let up, until the boy had spilled his seed over his hand and sheets. Stephen collapsed forward, followed by the weight of his lover.

Alec kissed the back of Stephen’s neck and nuzzled his hairline. “I’ve been wanting you for so long that I couldn’t hardly help cumming too soon.” Alec sighed tiredly, and nibbled at Stephen’s ear. “I promise to make it lonand and better, next time.”

Stephen groaned and shook his head. “You make it any better and I won’t be able to handle it.”

Alec chuckled and slowly started to pull out of the boy. “Flatterer.”

Stephen let out a short whimper and bit his lip, as Alec unsheathed himself. He ached something horrible, but it was nowhere near what he had expected, so he decided to try not to worry Alec overly much.

Alec watched his cock slip from Stephen’s body and sighed. “I made you bleed, baby. I’m so sorry.”

“It’s okay to make messes.” Stephen smirked and looked back at his worried lover. “Just remember to clean up after yourself.”

Alec smiled and got up from the bed. He went to the bathroom that connected to his room and threw away the condom, before grabbing a clean washrag and running it under warm water. He cleaned himself thoroughly and then rinsed the rag and ringed it out. He padded back to the bedroom and found Stephen half asleep. “Stephen, I’m going to wash you up, okay?”

Stephen mumbled something about lying in ‘the wet spot’ and then nodded.

Alec chuckled and bent to his task. He wiped the crease of the boy’s buttocks lovingly, and winced when he saw the cloth. It had to hurt, but judging by Stephen’s actions it really wasn’t bad. The boy was hardly lucid anymore. Alec reached around and cleansed Stephen’s cum covered cock. The boy was drifting off, slowly. “Go to sleep, sweet…”

There was the sound of a door slamming shut downstairs and the falling of footsteps, heading up the stairway. “I’m home! Alec, you will never believe what…” Andy’s voice faded in and out, as she deposited her belongings in her room and trampled around the upstairs.

Stephen had shot up in bed and shook off his sleepy feeling, the moment he heard his friend come inside. “Alec!” Stephen whispered, harshly. “What do I… Are you laughing?” Stephen’s jaw dropped and he shook his head. “This is not funny.”

“I have a beautiful, naked man in my bed…” Alec laughed harder. “… and he’s afraid of my daughter.” Alec shook his head. “I think it’s effin hilarious.”

There was a knock at the door, which caused Stephen’s heart to stop. He scrambled off of the bed and ran for the bathroom, in terror.

Alec rolled his eyes and dropped the cum and blood covered cloth on the far side of the bed, before looking for his underwear. “Just a minute.” He slipped the boxers on, as he went to answer the door. Alec opened the door and found his daughter standing in the way, with a petulant look pasted across her face.

“Were you jacking off?” Andrea said with feigned annoyance.

Alec bit his lip and sighed. “Yes, Andrea. Yes, I was.” Alec grinned when Andy wrinkled up her nose in disgust. “Was there something you needed?”

Andrea tried to shake off the mental image she had developed of her father and grunted. “Umm… Yeah. I just wanted to tell you that I think Stephen has a crush on you omethmething.” Andrea smirked and shruggeHe’sHe’s acting kind of… off.”

Alec kept his face straight and nodded solemnly. “I’ll keep that in mind and try to keep him at arms length. I wouldn’t want to lead the boy on or anything.”

Andy smiled and nodded. “All right. Good night, then.” Andrea kissed her dad on the cheek, and turned back to her room, before heading inside. She shut the door behind her and, immediately, there was the sound of Tori Amos wailing through the wooden barricade.

Alec shut his bedroom door and almost fell to the floor laughing. Stephen stepped into the bathroom doorway naked and scowling, but all he could think of was how he was doing such a lousy job keeping the boy at ‘arms length’.

TBC

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