The Dehumanization of Ethan Brown

Ethan and Ryan picked out a few pieces of furniture to take to the 2-bedroom 1,200 square foot house in Albany. It didn’t take long to get the books, clothes and one set of dishes into the truck that they rented. Ryan, driving Ethan’s car, followed Ethan to the state capital. The house wasn’t inside the city but the next town over and had four acres of land cover with trees. Ryan unloaded the stockpile of dog food first and then they emptied the truck although they had two days rental on the truck they were done within the day. “I have work in the fucking morning,” Ethan said after they had returned the truck to the local truck company.

“You should have taken time off for the move,” Ryan said returned to unpack the boxes into the new houseey dey didn’t have more than trunks to store their clothing but there were plenty of hangers and closet space in the two bedrooms and a coat clothes in the living room.

“I’m the only one with a fucking job,” Ethan said.

“I’ll have a job without the week,” Ryan said, putting the books in the room they planned to put bookshelves. Ryan rolled out a carpet remnant on the living room floor in front of the green fabric sofa. “We need a kitchen set and bookcases.”

“And desks for the smaller bedroom,” Ria said, “and a couple dressers would be nice.”

“We make a list and get what we can go next weekend,” Ethan said. “I have work Monday morning and it’s my credit card.” Ethan still had some of the money that Leslie gave him when he moved out, the money from the sale of his father\'s house and plus the additional savings that he had saving since moving into a communal house. Ethan didn\'t care if the ladies spent several thousands on furniture, but he wanted to wait until he had time off from work. He did short hauls delivering food from the distribution center to the grocery store.

“I’ll take Nici,” Ria said. “Don’t you trust our taste in furniture?”

“Sure.” Ethan threw his hands up in the air. “I don’t trust Ryan’s.” Ethan looked in the empty pantry, refrigerator, and freezer. “The ladies take our only vehicle to get furniture when there is only fucking dog food in the house.”

“We’ll go out to eat; at least, they took the girls.” Ryan put his hand on Ethan’s face. “Are you hungry?”

“Always. Women, how could they think furniture was more important than food?” Ethan and Ryan walked hand in hand out the door. “Ryan, what do you think about me?”

“I love you. I agreed to share your house.” Ethan ordered a large specialty pizza, bread sticks and pitcher of beer at the closest pizzeria. Ryan sat close to Ethan in the booth. “I don’t know what I feel.” Ryan touched Ethan’s hand.

“You don’t need to be afraid. I would like to think that all four of us are married. There is nothing wrong with bisexuality. Your wife isn’t ashamed when she has her head burindernder Ria’s skirt. Ryan, can I kiss you?” Ethan moved his hand on Ryan soft beard.

“In public?” Ryan asked. \"The last time we did that the waitress dumped the salad.\"

“As werewolves, we touch frequently. The other people in this restaurant probably all ready think we’re fags.” Ethan put his thumb over Ryan’s chin. “We think nothing of kissing and licking each other. I’m touching you constantly and you aren’t aware of it.”

“I rather snuggle with you than my wife. I look at you and feel like I’ve turned queer.”

“I’m not asking to give up your wife. Fuck, I would never give up mine. Our wives fuck each other, but they enjoy the benefits of being married.”

Ryan leaned into Ethan and nuzzled his hair with his face. “Spending money on furniture that won’t be delivered for several days when we hao fuo fucking groceries.”

“They won’t come home without food,” Ethan said confidently. Both ladies were nursing, snacked frequently and wouldn’t tolerate having an empty pantry.

The waitress brought out glasses and a pitcher of beer. Funny, she didn’t card them. Did they suddenly look older or did the waitress just figure that they had ID and didn’t want to bother? “Your pizza will be done in a moment.”

“Thank you.” Ethan turned back to Ryan lifted his face and pressed his lips against Ryan’s lips, giving him a brief kiss. “Nice.”

“I didn’t mean to fall in love with you,” Ryan mumbled.

“Does it feel bad?” Ethan asked.

“Not at all. I feel blessed each time you smile at me.” Ryan poured himself some beer.

The waitress brought over the bread sticks. “So are you new in town?” she asked. The restaurant was slow; it was too late for lunch and too early for dinner.

“Moved the furniture in today. Our wives decided that we didn’t have enough furniture and left us without a vehicle or food,” Ryan said.

“I was hired as a truck driver,” Ethan said. “My wife and his had to try out the new debit card.”

“Children?” the lady asked.

“Mine is less than a year old and his is almost three,” Ethan said.

“Boys?”

“Both girls,” Ryan said. “I’m thinking about chaining mine to the bed when she turns eleven.” Hopefully, the lady didn\'t think he was serious.

“I hope your wife leaves enough money in the account for food,” the waitress said.

“With both ladies nursing, you would think that food is the first thing on their minds,” Ryan said. “I’m trying to convince Nici to wean Daisy but she insists that children can be nursed until their four or fifth birthday.”

“That is a little late,” the waitress said. “I’ll check on your pizza.”

As they were eating the woman arrived with the children, Ria kissed Ethan’s cheek. “Did you order us a pizza?”

“No, we figured you would eat near the furniture store,” Ethan said.

“Ethan, do you want to help us grocery shop?” Nici asked. “We should go to the Super Wal-Mart and get cleaning supplies like mops, brooms and cleanser as well.”

“I want to make an early night of it. I need to be at the warehouse at three in the morning,” Ethan said. “Ryan can make sure you ladies don’t forget anything.”

Nici stopped the waitress. “Could we have two large sausage and mushroom pizzas with extra cheese and another pitcher of beer?” she asked.

“I’ll put your order in,” the waitress said.

Ria put the baby seat beside her on the bench. Nici put Daisy into the high chair as she screamed that she was starving. Ethan handed Nici a slice of his pizza. Nici cut it for Daisy. “We looked at a furniture store. We ordered a few bookcases; they’ll be delivered some time this week. The desks and dressers had to be ordered from the warehouse.”

“That’s good,” Ryan said. “Ethan was afraid that you would spend all night at the furniture store and he would have to eat dog food before heading out to work.”

“Daisy started crying that she was hungry so we looked for the closest pizza place to the house,” Nici said.

“Good thinking,” Ryan said.

The waitress brought the second pitcher of beer. “Enjoy. How did the furniture shopping go?”

“Most of it will be delivered later this week,” Nici said. “Daisy got hungry so we had to quit.”

“Your daughters are beautiful,” the waitress said. “I have two boys myself three and five. Your two pizzas should be donea mia minute or two. Welcome to Albany.”

“Thank you,” Ria said.

Ethan paid for all the food when the pizzas were done. “Ladies, enjoy the food. Ryan and I need to talk privately.” Ethan took Ryan’s hand and looked into his eyes. The small pizza parlor had five other families eating. Ethan lifted Ryan’s chin and kissed him. Ryan responded in kind wrapping his arms around his friend. “Ryan, do you want to talk?”

“No.” Ryan touched Ethan’s hand. “Did I just kiss another man in a crowded restaurant?”

“Felt good.” Ethan walked out the door.

Ryan ran up to Ethan. “We can talk as we walk home. Shit, I don’t know what you want me to do?”

“Fucking admit that you love me.”

“I love you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I’ve told you this before.”

“Kiss me again,” Ethan demanded.

“If I kiss you again, we’ll never get to tear a hole in the carpet.”

Ethan placed a hamper near the door as soon as he entered the house. As Ryan locked the door, Ethan stripped off his clothes. Ethan undressed Ryan kissing him his chest between shirt buttons. “Allow me to make you feel good.”

“Just being near you makes me feel good.” Ryan bit in Ethan’s shoulder. “I’m afraid that once I have sex with you that I’ll never want it with my wife again.”

“Nici prefers fish,” Ethan said. “As long as you give her a child every three to five years, she’ll be happy.”

“Your body is so much like mine.” Ryan snuggled against Ethan. “How can I find it attractive?”

“Once we start to kiss and touch, things will work themselves out.” Ethan stroked Ryan’s sex as he licked his chest and nibbled on his nipples. “I see your body when I’m with my wife. I want only you,” Ethan whispered.

Ryan licked Ethan’s ears. His tongue burned when it hit the silver earring. “Shit.” Ryan had forgot they were real silver. Ryan put his mouth on Ethan’s mouth and kissed him deeply cooling the burn. Ryan moved his mouth to Ethan’s neck and chewed lightly around Ethan’s Adam’s apple. “I’ve never done this before.”

“We could cuddle and just wait to see what comes up.” Ethan stroked Ryan’s sex as he rubbed his face against Ryan’s belly. “Can I?”

Ryan didn’t say a word.

Ethan loweres mos mouth to Ryan’s perfect organ; nothing like the monster that Juan had possessed. Ethan licked the circumcised tip; although they claimed not to carry Jewish traditions all boys were circumcised at eight days old with a hot silver blade as two or three relatives hold the screaming infant still. Ethan licked Ryan’s circumcision scar finding it to be quite a turn-on. Ethan moved his tongue over Ryan’s member while listening to Ryan moan. Ethan put his hand on the base and fingered Ryan’s balls as he brought his mouth around it. Ethan felt it tremble in his mouth as Ryan screamed. Ryan screamed, “Ethan,” at the top of his lungs when he came. Ethan swallowed it all before he started to finger Ryan’s ass.

“Don’t,” Ryan moaned.

“Do me,” Ethan offered. “Ryan, fuck me. Fuck me hard.”

“I can’t,” Ryan said.

“You just came in my mouth. A man of your age should have a five minute recovery period.” Ethan started to lick Ryan’s cock again. “I want your beautiful ass.”

“Ethan.” Ryan pulled Ethan’s head to his chest.

“I love it when you use my name as a term of endearment. Would you like me to go slower?”

“Can I touch you?” Ryan put his hand on Ethan’s penis. “It feels different when it isn’t yours own.”

“Nice.” Ethan snuggled against Ryan. “I would never force you to do anything.”

“Juan forced you.” Ryan kissed Ethan’s shoulder and then licked Ethan’s armpit hair. “Good, no deodorant. I hate the taste of deodorant.”

“I liked the sex. I didn’t like that I didn’t have a choice about it. I really despised him for making me do it.” Ethan fingered Ryan’s dark blond chest hairs. “If anything I do doesn’t feel good, let me know.”

“It feels great. You have incredible hands.”

“I know you feel uncomfortable about touching me. Would you like to watch me bring myself off?”

“Wouldn’t you be self-conscious?” Ryan smiled at Ethan.

“I’ll close my eyes and imagine that your hands are touching me. Ryan, I love you so much.” Ethan laid a blanket on the floor and moved a floor pillow over to rest his head on. Ethan stroked his sex with one hand as the other fondled his nipples and his chest hair. Ethan’s mouth opened when he came but only air not a sound came out.

Ryan wrapped his arms around Ethan. “You looked incredible when you did that. I would like to make you feel that good.” Ethan changed form and ate the food and lapped the water. Ryan followed suit. Ethan closed his eyes and fell asleep on a blanket on the living room floor. Ryan opened the screen door and looked for squirrels on their four acres. The ladies put the groceries away before retiring to the only bed with the children.