What if?

A/N: the second chapter, I hope you still like it and I hope there aren't too many mistakes in it! Thank you for my reviewers *hugs all* My answers at the bottom of the page.

Beta read: Teeta

Chapter 2

When Michael woke the next morning, finding Tony sleeping next to him, he smiled. It felt so odd, everything felt so odd. He turned to lay on his side, looking silently at his best friend, the familiar face of Tony and it was all so different now that… Tony had kissed him. He still wasn’t sure if he had actually dreamed everything. Was it real?

And then he thought about the man and what had almost happened last night. It had been so close and he feared to think what would have happened had he gone through with the plan of moving to New York. The thought of it made him sick and wanting comfort he carefully snuggled closer to Tony, smiling against Tony’s chest when his friend yawned and soon enough a hand was wrapped around him. They didn’t speak, they didn’t look at each others, they just held each other for sometime.

“Did you sleep alright?” Tony asked then, his hand going to Michael’s hair, insecurely stroking them.
“My cheek hurts, I fear to go look at it, I fear to show it to you; I think it might be bruised.” Michael muttered. “But yes I slept alright, you?“ Tony looked down and the brown hair, he would have laughed had the situation been different, the situation of why Michael didn’t want to show his face to him.
“Let me see it.” Tony asked. Michael sighed and carefully he moved backwards then he looked up, his hand covering his left cheek. It was then that Tony did laugh. “Oh come on Michael, you can show it to me.”
“You’ll think I’m ugly.” Michael muttered, “And don’t you laugh at me.” He pouted then.
Tony smiled, placing his hand on his.
“I can assure you this Michael; I think it is impossible to make you look ugly, I think even if there would be a bruise on your cheek you’d still be beautiful, the most beautiful man alive, I’d just might want to nourish you more. So, please remove your hand so I can look at it” Michael closed his eyes, sighed and removed his hand. He felt as Tony gently touched him.
“Aye, it’s bruised, but not too bad, it will heal just fine, trust me; I’ve taken hits before, I know.”
“Oh fuck… what will I tell my parents? Or at school when people ask. Oh nooo…” And once again Michael hid his face in his hands. “And my stuff, my dancing stuff; they left in his car! Those clothes weren’t cheap Tony, or those shoes. Dad’s going to kill me.”
“What if… you’d just told them the truth?” Tony asked carefully.
“Are you mad?! I can’t tell them the truth Tony! Oh yes mom, this guy I was seeing, the man you forbade me from seeing, well guess what; I’d did see him and he almost…” Michael found it hard to even say that word. “…almost raped me. Do you realise what would happen there?”
Tony was silent. “Well let me tell you what would happen. My dad would say; yes Michael, all gays are raping perverts. My mom would agree and I’d be grounded for the rest of my life because I obviously lack a better judgement than that. And then, then they’d start going on about how I should just find some nice girl and shit… So no, I can’t tell them.” Michael shook his head.
“Alright… so, well. What if you told them that someone just… surprised you, hit you and stole your stuff?” Tony suggested.
“A robber lacking dancing clothes?” Michael arched his brow.
“Well the robber might have thought that you had money in there.”
“Hm… It might work? Could it? But what about school? I bet everyone will say; oh the poor defenceless queer got beaten! I hate this Tony! I hate it.” Michael buried his face against the pillow.
“Hey, it will work out, you’re not alone, not anymore, I’ll be there. I kick their arses for you, always.” Tony whispered, smiled a little. He placed his hand on Michael’s back, and rubbed him gently. Michael turned his head to look at him, already feeling much better and carefully Michael moved closer to Tony again, he looked at him hesitantly, before bringing his lips onto his.

Tony moaned quietly, Michael’s warmth, the taste of him, the softness of his lips. Small kisses, suddenly Tony felt clumsy with his hands unsure what to do with them, he decided to place one on Michael’s hip, the other went to play with his hair. The kisses deepened, became more heated and Tony felt his lower regions responding to it.

Then he heard noise from his brother’s bedroom and quickly pulled away and sat up. William was coughing inside the room, making more noise that Tony was sure was necessary. Then finally he stepped out.
“Good morning boys, slept well did you?” He asked, smirking as he looked at the two, Tony who was sitting up and Michael who was still lying down. He couldn’t help but to notice that both of their lips were slightly redder than usually.

“Just fine Will, boil us some tea, will you?” Tony said and stood up starting to pull his jeans back on.
“What’s the magic word?” William asked while walking towards the kitchen, giving a quick glance and a smile towards Michael, who smiled back.
“Please, will you boil us some tea, please?” Tony answered with slightly annoyed voice and rolled his eyes at Michael who was still lying down and grinning at him.
“Aye, I shall, but only because your friend has such pretty eyes.”

“God, Will; you are so weird!!” Tony huffed. Michael laughed, and then his cheek hurt and he had to stop.
“Michael; how are you feeling?” William shouted then from the kitchen.
“Thank you I’m fine, I think.” Michael shouted back sitting up.
“Well, let me know if you need a body guard, I’ll be at your service!”
“He doesn’t need you Will, he has me!”
“A little obsessive aren’t we Tony?” William laughed. “Well, such a pretty boyfriend you have there now, that if you don’t take good care of him, I just might.” Tony’s eyes grew big, he was opening and closing his mouth like a fish on dry water.
“My- my boyfriend?!”
William walked back into the living room holding two cups of tea, he gave the other one to Michael and drank from the other himself.
“Aye, don’t you try to deny it now Tony, that moaning could be heard from here to Scotland!” William smirked and sat down. Michael tried to hide his grin and looked at Tony with curiosity. “And you can help yourself with your own tea. I only have two hands.” Tony stared at his brother in disbelief. He knew? And then Tony’s face went red, feeling oddly embarrassed. Michael bit his lip.

“So, need a ride to school?” William asked casually, taking a sip of his tea. Michael looked at him and smiled, William winked at him.
“I need to get my books from home.” Michael said.
“Alright, so we’ll make a stop there.

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“I can’t believe he heard us.” Tony shook his head as they were walking towards the school building.
“Well, at least we have a one person less to hide from.” Michael told him.
“Aye, so I suppose it’s good.” Tony agreed. He noticed many people looking at them with curiosity, whispering. Just like the day before when he had been in Michael’s company. Tony brought his chin up, smiled and said his usual hello’s to the people walking by. Michael glanced at Tony, hoping that everything would go alright, that nothing would happen to make Tony regret their new relationship, new, though a secret one.

Tom, Sean and Mark approached them once they reached inside the building, going towards their lockers. Tom had a smug expression on his face.
“Look what we have here; the queer and his boyfriend.” He said loudly. “My my Tony you aren’t beating your little queer, are you?” He pulled a fake worry on his face, seeing Michael’s bruise.
“Too rough sex games, eh?” Sean commented.

“I’d shut my mouth if I were you, if I remember correctly, you all seemed very interested in getting into Michael’s pants just two weeks ago… Maybe all of you are just jealous, that’s what I think.” Tony said, remembering a certain bathroom incident that he had walked into. “Now, stay the hell away from Michael, or so help me God!” Tony hissed.

“Uuh, I’m so scared! I’m peeing in my pants!” Tom laughed. Tony approached him, grasped him by his shirt collar and pushed him against the locker.
“I mean what I said Tom; stay away. I will make your life a living hell if I ever see or hear you bothering my best friend.”
“Your best friend, soon he’ll be your only friend.” Tom hissed back.
“We shall see Tom, remember that the only reason for your so called popularity is because at one time Michael accepted you as his friend and it was before we realised what kind of ass you really are.” Tony stated calmly and finally let go of his hold
“You are going down with him Tony! A couple of queers!” Tom shouted so that the whole hall heard him. Tony gritted his teeth watching as Tom walked away gesturing for the other two to follow. They did, but not before Sean had given Michael one of those weird looks that he liked to give him.

Michael was silent, watching how hard Tony tried to calm himself down, watching how others were looking at them and he felt bad for dragging his friend into this.
“This is what you’ve been through…” Tony said suddenly, turning around to look at him. Michael looked back at him with surprise. “Everyday, every hour? Plus being alone. You’ve been alone and listened to this? Worse than that. I’m sorry Michael, I’m so sorry I’ve been so blind to this, to how it must have made you feel.” And Tony really did feel bad about it.
“Don’t worry, I-… It’s not easy but I… It’s better now.” Michael said and tried to smile. The bell rang then. “We should get to our classes.” Tony nodded.
“Chemistry, God I hate chemistry,” he grunted.

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Lunch time, Michael sat in front of the same table that he had used when alone. This time he didn’t have to eat in silence, Tony sat opposite from him, giving him a smile.
“So, will you come to study at my house after school?” Tony asked. Michael took a sip of his juice, trying to hide his smile.
“I could, yes. Want me to help you with your Spanish?”
“If you would, my oral practise could use some help.” Tony grinned.
“Would indeed? Then we must work with it,”
“Aye, we must”

“Mrs. Tacker has finally lost it, hasn’t she?” A sudden voice startled them. They looked up seeing Matt and Greg who sat down with them like nothing had ever happened. “She obviously doesn’t want us to have a life outside of school!” Matt rolled his eyes and took a bite of his roll. “15 page essay for Friday! That’s like the day after tomorrow! She’s crazy I tell you.” He continued shaking his head.
“You’ll manage to write it Matt and get a good grade, you’ll see.” Michael told him and when the other boy looked at him, he quickly looked back at his lunch hoping that he would have just stayed quiet.
“Well I hope so, I really hope so. But I have like tons of other stuff to do as well.” Matt said then.

“May we sit here?” Michael turned and saw Jenny and her friend Cathy.
“Of course,” he said and moved so that the two girls could sit down next to him.

“I’m sorry Michael, I know I’ve been kind of avoiding you and I-“ Jenny started. “It’s been strange, you know?” She looked at him more closely and then she frowned. “Oh my God; what happened to your face?” She asked bringing her hand to touch his cheek.
“Oh it’s nothing, well I mean it is… I was coming home from my dance practise and some guy stole my bag and hit me.”
“Does it hurt bad?”
“A little but…”
“Who hit you Michael?” Greg asked and suddenly they were all looking at him. So Michael decided to tell them the fake story, trying to make it sound as believable as he could. He glanced at Tony and saw him smiling at him. Seeing Tony’s smile, made him smile, but he knew Tony would need time, he knew Tony wasn’t ready to just come out in front of everyone like he had, so he quickly looked away. He looked at Jenny, asked her how she was, talked with her quietly, hearing as the other boys laughed to something one of them had said and at that moment, he felt such calmness inside, he felt happy and still part of him couldn’t help but to wonder if he really was only dreaming?


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“Hello Mrs. Mcdonnell,” Michael greeted Tony’s mother.
“Well hello Michael, I’ve missed seeing you around, it’s been far too long since you last visited us.” The red haired woman smiled at him.
“I know. Missed seeing you, too.” Michael smiled back.
“But good heavens child; what’s happened to your face?” The woman walked over to him to take a closer look.
“Oh there was this incident with a man who stole my bag yesterday.”
“The world has gone mad I tell you, robbers roaming down the streets, stealing bags from teenagers, hitting them… Are you hurt badly?”
“No, I got away, I mean he just hit me once.”

“Well anyways, mom, we’re going upstairs to my room to study.” Tony said then.
“Aren’t you two going to eat anything?”
“We ate loads at school.”
“Well alright, dinner is at eight.”
“Yeah, yeah.” Tony said and walked towards upstairs with Michael following close behind.

As soon as the door was closed and locked behind them, Tony pulled him close and kissed him.
“Weren’t we supposed to study?” Michael teased when he pulled away and reached to take books from his bag. Tony groaned.
“You can’t be serious?” He asked and watched as Michael sat on his bed with the homework books in his hands.
“Work first before pleasure,” he grinned, enjoying greatly the frustrated look on his friend’s face. Tony sat beside him on the bed.
“You’re such a tease, you do realise that?” Tony asked with a crooked smile.
“Aye, I guess I am, but, now; homework.”


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“So how would you say in Spanish; I have a great big…?” Tony asked with a grin after they had spend an hour with their homework,
“A great big what Tony?” Michael asked, looking at the text book in his hands. Tony coughed, took the book away and leaned closer.
“I think we’ve done enough homework for today, don’t you?” Tony whispered. Michael smiled, nodded softly and brought his lips on Tony’s. Michael laid down on his back, pulling Tony on top of him, Tony held his hands on both side of Michael’s face, somehow not daring to lower himself completely on top of him and they continued to kiss. Tony felt himself harden, from a single kiss! His arms began to tremble. He moaned, brought his head up, his eyes still closed and tried to concentrate on breathing.

Michael looked at him, decided that it was up to him to bring the situation to the next level if he wanted, Tony still seemed sightly insecure. So carefully, he brought his hand to touch Tony’s crotch, happy to meet with the slightly hardened member through the fabric. Tony moaned again and as Michael started rubbing him he felt like about to lose all control. He was trembling more and finally Michael decided to move so that Tony would be lying down on the bed.

“Fuck…” He breathed out when feeling Michael’s lips on his neck and the way his hands were opening his jeans and the anticipation grew, he felt more aroused than ever before, so aroused that it almost felt insane.

Michael moved his hand in Tony’s pants, he touched his cock, feeling how it was throbbing with need, how warm it was and he kissed Tony’s lips, starting to feel uncomfortably tight in his own pants now, but he didn’t want to ask Tony to touch him, no, he only wanted to make sure Tony was enjoying. He wanted to be the best that Tony had ever had, knowing that his friend’s virginity had been long ago lost.

Michael felt his curiosity rising, he wanted to see it, he wanted to… He moved down on the bed, gently pulling Tony’s jeans down, he looked up in question his hands on the rim of Tony’s boxers. Tony’s eyes were half open, he was breathing through his mouth and he nodded when seeing the question in his friend’s eyes. So Michael pulled the boxers down, watching as the cock jumped to his vision. He bit his lip, looking at it closely, touching it with his hand and squeezing. He wondered how many times he had thought about touching Tony like this, how often he had thought about what it would look like and now he got to do it. He felt excited, he felt like a kid in a candy store, a child who had finally been granted the one candy that he had always craved for.

It was big, not insanely big, maybe a bit above the average? Michael wondered as he massaged it, looking at it with strange fascination. It was certainly a lot more interesting to play with than his own. Tony’s pubic hair was slightly lighter color, he took note then. Finally he decided to kiss it, and he smiled when feeling as the cock responded to the touch of his lips even more happily, and Tony moaned. Gaining more courage, Michael licked the shaft keeping a firm hold from the root of it.

Tony was biting his lips, trying desperately to hold himself down, to keep him from moaning out loud of the pleasure he felt. His hands squeezed the bed cover and when he finally felt as Michael took his length in his mouth he felt like he could die, die from pleasure and everything he felt so much stronger than ever before. Plus it felt so kinky, having his best friend going down on him, having the wet dream of every girl and many men to go down on him. Michael was giving him a blow job! Michael, his best friend!

And carefully Tony opened his eyes, looking down, he brought his hand in Michael’s hair, sweeping them from covering his face, he wanted to see. Wanted to see how his cock moved in and out between Michael’s lips. He was so beautiful. Tony thought, so sexy, damn it looked hot! And when Michael looked up to him, their eyes meeting it was all that Tony could take, he tried to pull Michael away.
“I’m coming, oh God…” He tried to warn him but Michael just kept on sucking him, his eyes grinning at him wickedly.

Michael wanted to taste him. It felt little surprising when Tony did come into his mouth, but he was determined to swallow everything he could, still lacking experience, some was dropping down on his jaw, he licked the drops away and the decided to clean Tony’s cock as well, licking the remaining traces of sperm from it. Then he looked up to his friend feeling quite proud of himself and how fast he had managed to make him cum even though it had been his first time in giving a blow job. And even though he himself was now aroused as hell, he still did not want to ask Tony to return the favour.

No girl had ever swallowed, most of them, well there hadn’t been that many, only three, but anyway, they hadn’t been this eager to give blow jobs and when two of them had, it hadn’t felt half as good as this. Tony thought, trying to calm himself down, knowing that his cheeks were all flushed now.
He opened his eyes to look at his friend who was grinning at him.
“I suppose you don’t want to kiss me now?” Michael asked moving up, still grinning madly.
“Oh what the hell, come here.” Tony asked, pulled him close and turned him under him to give him a long deep kiss, tasting himself on Michael’s lips.
“Um so, what would you like me to do?” Tony asked, feeling Michael’s hardness against him.
“Oh… you don’t have to do anything ..um…” Michael hesitated.
“Well it wouldn’t be very fair would it?” Tony asked and moved his hand down to touch Michael. “You want me to touch you, don’t you?”
“Aye.” Michael breathed out. And so Tony started to open Michael’s pants, his hands trembling a little, unsure of how to go about this, how it would feel to touch it? He freed Michael’s cock from his pants, stroking it, getting used to it. Michael had trimmed his pubic hair, the skin was smooth, satin like, warm. Tony spat on his hand to moisten it, and started stroking more firmly, just like he would stroke himself. He noticed himself actually enjoying it; bringing pleasure to his friend, to feel his organ inside his closed palm; he thought it looked beautiful, everything about Michael was beautiful and he kissed Michael’s lips continuing to stroke him.

Then there was a knock on the door.
“Tony, my game-boy is in your room!”
“Fuck off Jamie, I’m busy!” Tony shouted to his younger brother.
“But I’d just get it quickly! Why is your door locked?” The annoying little voice shouted. Michael bit his lip.
“We’re playing with you fucking game-boy, you’ll get it later! Now fuck off!” Tony shouted again.
Michael tried not to laugh, the situation was so odd, embarrassing, funny.
“But why is your door locked Tony!?”
“To keep you out! I’m fucking serious Jamie if you don’t leave right now from bothering us I’ll break that game-boy of yours.” He threatened.
“You wouldn’t?”
“Oh yes I would!”

“Mommy!!! Tony said that he’d….” and Jamie’s voice disappeared somewhere as he ran downstairs to their mother. Tony sighed.
“Be grateful that you don’t have annoying little brothers.” Tony said and looked back to Michael who was buttoning his jeans back up. “I’m sorry Michael he totally spoiled the mood didn’t he?”
“Well, a little yes.” Michael chuckled.
“I’ll fucking will break that game-boy of his.”
“Hey, he’s only nine, he couldn’t have known. You remember what it felt like being nine?”
“Well… I’m still going stick to it; Jamie is annoying kid.” Tony told him.

“Tony! Come down here this instant!” it was Tony’s mother who shouted.
“Oh great, now the little weasel told on me, and I bet he lied.” Tony sighed and stood up, checking to see that his pants were neat and zipped up. “I’ll be back soon.”
“Um, Tony, I think I should go home.” Michael said and stood up as well.
“Well let me walk you home.”
“Okay,”
“And I want to make this up to you at the weekend, alright?” Tony asked then, kissing him quickly. Michael was sure he had never felt as happy as he did then, he nodded his head, smiled and stole another kiss from Tony before they left the room. He wanted to give Tony his virginity, he wanted it bad and he couldn’t wait for the weekend to come.


TBC.

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To reviewers;

teeta: Thank you and I hope you continue liking this AU version. I got the last push I needed from you to really start writing it and I had though about this version for like a year or so! Lol
anan: thanx
SilentTears: Thank you *hugs* Silent is my own favorite too and I think it will always remain as one, it’s my baby and that’s part of the reason of why I needed to write this, it felt so hard to let them go completely.
Womo: yeah Ricky had that coming! Lol
Laaerie; yes you know me so well, hehe, there will be angst most definitely. ^.^
Mathea: thank you! It is fun to write too! And Sam? Hm… what do you think? Lol
Scribles05: I hope that the outcome of this story will please you and other readers. I hope it will keep you interested ^_^
Madlodger; Glad you made it to hear as well. Ricky is indeed leaving the country, but does that mean that Michael is free of him forever? Is Ricky the man to give up? Well you just have to rad and see what happens. *grins*
Gothikah: Yes he got away and he’s with Tony, all is good! for now at least, hehe.