Flaming in the Dorms

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Chapter 34 Great Balls of Fire

"I don't understand why you're acting like such a little bitch over this, Damien," James shot back with an exasperated huff and a look of pity in Steve's direction. The purple-haired slut had that deer in the headlights look because Damien had ripped into him yet again. Not that James blamed the beautiful blonde. He wanted to rip into Grape Ape himself. Still, that wasn't part of the plan. "I mean, how many times do I have to tell you that you're acting like a drama queen before it really sinks in? So, Steve showed up at weight training again last night…Big deal! Last I checked, it's a free country and if the coaches don't have a problem with it, then I don't see why you do."

"Uh... Hello!" was Damien's sarcastic reply as he jabbed an accusing finger toward where Steve was hiding behind Scott's massive frame. "Maybe it's because none of you seem to be able to see what a devious little cunt he is!"

"Damien! That's enough!" Scott grumbled, but James jumped back in before Jock Boy could take away his steam.

"I'm sorry, Damien," James said, shaking his head in disbelief as he rolled his eyes for everyone's benefit, "but I get so tired of hearing that shit. At first I even believed you, but the more time I spend with the guy, the more I think you're just making a mountain out of a mole hill. If you ask me, what you need to do is work on your self-esteem issues or something and grow the fuck up."

"Kiss my ass, you bastard," Damien growled, taking a threatening step toward James like he might go off. Scott immediately saw the move and stepped in between them.

"Come on guys," Jock Boy Wonder said nervously as he placed a soothing hand on each of their shoulders. "Stop this already."

"Scott's right," Grape Ape added, putting in his two cents as he cautiously hovered just out of reach. "You two have been at it for days and it's like James said, Damien. You're just imagining things. All Scott and I have ever been is friends. This suspicious boyfriend act is getting really old."

"Steve, please just stay out of it," Scott barked over his shoulder when every muscle in Damien's body tensed like he was about to fly at the little whore. The anger in his dark eyes at that moment was all too real for comfort.

"Yeah, Steve," Damien hissed, glaring at the redhead as if he'd like nothing more than to see him fall over dead. "Why don't you keep your fucking mouth shut before I shut it for you!"

"Damien," James groaned in pretend frustration, "could you just stop it already? Steve's right. This jealousy shit really is getting old. Maybe you should just…"

"You know what James?" Damien growled with a deep frown, ignoring the uncomfortable looks that Terry, Trey, Steve, and Scott were throwing around them. Then he once again pointed an accusing finger, but this time in James' direction. "I'm gettin so sick of this crap! It's like no matter what I say to you lately, you have some smart ass comeback or try to act like I'm an idiot. Well, fuck you! I don't have to put up with your bullshit anymore." With that, Damien turned on his heel and stormed off while James stood there with his mouth hanging open in shock.

Almost as an afterthought, James yelled, "Well, fuck you too, you backstabbing son-of-a-bitch!" at Damien's retreating form and barely held back a grin of satisfaction when Scott gave him a wide-eyed look of disbelief and then took off after Damien. "Can you believe him?" James grumbled as he looked back and forth between Trey and Terry. Both of them shrugged, obviously uncomfortable with the scene they'd just witnessed and neither willing to take sides. When Trey shuffled his feet like he didn't know what to say, James turned to Grape Ape with a snort of disgust as he growled, "And after all I've done for that ungrateful bastard!"

"It'll work out," the purple streaked redhead promised with worry furrowing his brow. James let out a disbelieving grunt and Grape-Ape didn't waste a second moving closer to put a comforting hand on James' back. James' target really seemed sincere and, for half-a-second, he felt a little guilty for what he and Damien were planning for the guy. Then he remembered seeing Steve and Scott all buddy-buddy while the tramp tried to weasel his way into Scott and Damien's dorm room almost a week ago and pushed those feelings aside.

"No it won't," James insisted firmly. "I'm washing my hands of that guy. All he's ever done is get me into trouble…and after he tried to accuse me of…" James stopped suddenly and rubbed a hand across the back of his neck, trying his best to force a blush. It wasn't all that hard to do, actually, and the second he did Steve's eyes lit up with interest.

"What did he accuse you of this time?" Trey asked with just as much interest before Steve could get the words out.

James turned his attention back to Scott's buddy and sagged, like he carried the weight of the world on his shoulders. "It doesn't matter," was James' evasive reply. Over the past week, Damien had accused James of several things in front of the other guys, Steve in particular, and James had done the same. Those things had ranged anywhere from James telling a secret of Damien's to one of their friends outside of the group to Damien demanding repayment for money that James had already given him back. It was just silly shit, enough to convince the others that they weren't on the best of terms. It'd worked too, if the look on Steve's face was anything to go by.

"It does matter," Terry chimed in with real concern and a tired sigh as he scrubbed his hand through his messy, dark hair. "You and Damien have always been tight. It's not like you guys to argue over stupid shit. There has to be something else going on that we don't know about."

A dejected shrug of James' shoulder was his only reply, as he turned with a sigh to look back in the direction Damien had gone. "I don't want to talk about this anymore," he said in his best gloomy voice before turning sad eyes to each of them in turn. "I'm going back to my room. I'll see you guys around." Then with one last tragic look in Steve's direction, James started walking away at a slow pace with his shoulders slumped unhappily.

After only a few seconds, James heard footsteps behind him, followed by Steve's voice calling out to him. "Hey, James. Wait up!" James barely held back the smile that begged to escape as he thought to himself, 'Got you, you little bastard!' and kept walking. Undeterred by James' lack of response or welcome, Steve continued to follow while James slunk back to his room.

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Damien hurried up to his and Scott's room, trying to hide the bounce in his step while his sexy jock lumbered behind him with a worried look on his face. Convincing Scott that he was okay and to leave things alone was going to be the hard part. If that failed, Damien would have to use the distract and avoid angle. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that Scott would go off if he found out what Damien, Granny, and Liberty had cooked up for Steve.

Not that Damien could blame him if he did get pissed. Mr. Oblivious trusted the little slut, after all. James, on the other hand, had been more than willing to help Damien with his plans. Apparently he'd seen Scott and Steve hanging out together and having a great time studying in the lounge only minutes after he'd caught them in the hallway outside of Scott and Damien's room. That'd been the straw that broke the camel's back for the little twink. Steve's mere existence had been enough reason for Damien.

On the day of his doctor's appointment, Damien had gone to see James in his room after Scott had left for his weight training thing. He'd spent several hours that day working everything that he'd discussed with Granny and Liberty out in his head and trying to decide how to sell his plan to James. Although James liked to preach to him for being stupid, the guy usually had Damien's back in the end and eventually agreed to play along in most cases. As soon as his best friend had opened the door to Damien's knock, a look of relief had washed over his angelic face and he'd grabbed Damien by the wrist to drag him into the room.

"Thank God you're finally back!" James fumed as he shut the door behind them and motioned Damien over to sit on Ryan's bed. "I tried to call you earlier but you didn't answer."

"Sorry," Damien said with a shrug. "The battery on my phone ran down and I didn't realize it until I'd already left Granny's house. That, and I've been kinda busy since I got back."

"Save it," James shot back, visibly cringing at Damien's words like a roach had crawled up his arm. "I can imagine what you and Scott were doing without hearing the details."

Once again, Damien felt guilty about what he'd done to James, although there really wasn't anything he could do to change what had happened between them. "Nothing like that," he lied smoothly, because he and Scott had definitely been doing EXACTLY what James was thinking. "I just got back a little while ago and had to eat dinner, do some homework, and shit like that before I came over. What's all the ruckus about anyway?"

That question alone was enough to send James pacing while the sandy blonde declared, "I caught Scott and Steve hanging out together earlier. And not in a group like they usually do, either. This time it was just the two of them." Immediately Damien felt his face flush with anger as he started to rise from the bed. James saw his expression and quickly held up his hands in a pacifying gesture. "Don't get me wrong, Damien. They weren't doing anything, and as usual Scott was clueless, but I could just see it in Steve's eyes that he was dying to get Scott alone while you were out of the picture. They were outside your dorm room and it was so obvious that Steve was trying to get Scott to invite him inside. Luckily, Jock Boy didn't take the bait. The little weasel was really disappointed about that too. They ended up down in the student lounge. He also made a few sneaky comments about the rumors circulating about you."

"Stupid little cunt," Damien grumbled as he fell back on Ryan's bed with a disgusted huff. He should have known that Steve would try something like this. It was just too good of an opportunity to pass up, especially for a grasping home wrecker. "I say it's time we did something about him. He's not going to give up until he causes more trouble and I'm sick of watching him drool over Scott like a starving bitch in heat."

"We could always sic Gregg on him," James chimed in with an evil grin. That gave Damien pause for half-a-second. He honestly hadn't realized that James hated Steve so much. Damien wouldn't have wished Gregg on his worst enemy… Well, right now Grape Ape was running a close second for that title, behind the assholes from back home. Still, that wasn't the point and Damien didn't wish the purple-haired freak of nature any REAL harm. He just wanted him to go the fuck away…Preferably with a black eye and a busted lip.

"I've got an idea, if you're game," Damien countered with a sideways glance to gauge James' reaction. James immediately stopped pacing and came over to plop down on the bed in front of where Damien was laying.

"About time," the little twink huffed in a putout tone as he lay down beside Damien and rolled to face him.

Being this close to his best friend, Damien couldn't help but look at his plump lips for a second, remembering how they felt going down on him. It wasn't that he was tempted so much as James was just that damn good. Scott was getting there, but still running a distant second. Suddenly he realized his mind had gone to the gutter and jerked his eyes back up to meet James'. "It's simple. We'll pretend to get into it and have a big argument in front of the son-of-a-bitch. Then you'll try to buddy up to him and see what he's up to. Forewarned is forearmed and all that."

"Wouldn't work," James replied with a sigh as he reached over to pluck distractedly at a long strand of white-blonde hair lying across the crook of the arm Damien was using as a pillow. "There's no way that Jock Boy would play along and Steve would never buy it anyway."

Damien reached over and smacked James' hand away. The tips of his fingers brushing the inside of Damien's arm fucking tickled. "Stop that or I'll hold you down and tickle you until you piss yourself," he scolded. James raised an eyebrow at that as if to say, 'I'd like to see you try,' and poked Damien in the ribs once before giving up and lying still beside him. "As for Scott, we'll just have to keep things between you and me. Liberty knows about it too, but it's not like she can come hang out with us and help right now."

James snorted and gave Damien a scolding look. "Remember the last time you pulled something sneaky like this? Scott wasn't real thrilled when he found out, as I recall."

That memory always made Damien cringe just a little, and judging by the smug look on his cherubic face, James didn't miss it. Annoyed, Damien rolled his eyes. "I think there's a big difference between me pretending to be a chick and threatening a closet cases' sexuality and me getting even with the asshole trying to steal my man. Besides, even if Scott does manage to figure it out, I don't see him running off like that again. We're in this for the long haul now. When that other stuff went down, we were barely on speaking terms."

A narrowed, suspicious stare was James' response to that, but Damien met it head on with a bored, unconcerned gaze of his own. In reality, he was a little nervous about the turn this conversation had taken. At first his best friend had seemed onboard for helping out but the more they talked, the more likely it seemed that James was gonna back out. If that happened, Damien would have to start over at square one and that would suck. Finally, James let out an exasperated sigh and reached over to jerk roughly at the strand of Damien's hair he'd been playing with earlier. "Fine, but don't come begging for me to comfort you when this blows up in our faces."

Immediately, a huge smile spread across Damien's face as he sat up and rubbed his hands together excitedly. "I knew you wouldn't leave me hangin, man!"

"Have I ever?" James asked with another roll of his eyes.

Damien stuck out his tongue at that before reaching over to give James a playful shove. "No! You haven't, actually."

"That's me," James fake grumbled as he ran a hand through his hair, "Mr. Reliable. So, tell me why I have the feeling that I'm going to regret this someday?" Damien knew that James was just teasing him, so instead of replying, 'Because you probably will,' he just shrugged and leaned back against the wall behind him. James grinned at Damien, like he could hear what Damien was thinking, and sat up to move over and sit beside him before saying, "Now, give me some details so we can get down to business."

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"…Damien. Dae! Earth to Dae-Lee! Anybody home?" Damien shook off his funk at hearing that annoying nickname and forced himself back to the present. When he looked up in irritation, he found Scott staring down at him with a worried expression on his handsome face and gave him a weak, half-hearted smile. "Are you sure you're okay, babe? You've been standing there off in La-La Land for a few seconds."

"I'm alright," Damien replied with a blush as he realized that Scott had already unlocked their dorm room and was standing there holding the door open while he waited for Damien to step inside. "Was just thinking about something James told me the other day."

"Look," Scott murmured quietly as he shut and locked the door behind him. "I'm really sorry about all of this. I feel partly responsible for you and James' falling out. I mean, at least part of it has because I got in between the two of you. As for the Steve thing…Well, you know where I stand on that issue."

"I don't want to talk about that," Damien grumbled, some of his good mood evaporating into thin air as he remembered the way the simpering little twat had acted earlier when James had pretended to defend him. "And the two of us hooking up has nothing to do with my problems with James."

That earned Damien a raised eyebrow as Scott pinned him with his strange violet eyes, like he was trying to read Damien's mind. "Then maybe you can tell me what's going on," Scott pushed as he led Damien over to the bed and urged him to have a seat.

"I could, but I'm not sure that James would be real thrilled about that." A no-nonsense look from Scott told Damien that he wasn't going to get off that easy. So with a shrug of his shoulders, Damien explained, "He's been under pressure from his family to distance himself from me for a few weeks and maybe he's just trying to do it in a way that'll make a clean break." Most of that was true, although James' problems with the 'rents hadn't actually started until two weeks ago.

Somehow, James' family had gotten wind that James was hanging out with a blonde-headed gay guy and had demanded that he end that particular friendship. They also claimed that they had ways of finding out whether he'd complied with their wishes or not. Neither Damien nor James had any idea how they'd found out something like that, but whoever they'd found out from hadn't dropped any names. In all honestly, Damien suspected that Gregg might've had something to do with it. Damien wasn't sure how, but who else would've gone to that much trouble to cause problems for James?

Scott studied Damien carefully for a moment while he let Damien's words sink in. Then he let out a sigh and dropped down on the bed beside him to pull him into those big, strong arms. "Whatever's going on, you know you can come to me, right?"

Those words sent Damien's heart racing and he immediately climbed up into Scott's lap and wrapped his arms around his sexy jock's neck. "I love you, Scott," he whispered against Scott's ear as he fought back the guilt nagging in his chest.

As soon as those words were out, Scott's arms tightened around Damien even more. "I love you too, babe. We'll figure something out."

With a shrug, Damien let go and settled down into Scott's lap so that he could get a better look at his man. "Don't worry so much, Gorgeous. You know James. He'll get over whatever's up his ass soon enough. I doubt he'll be falling over himself to hang out with me in public for a while, but I have no doubt that he'll show up eventually for a little one on one time."

"Are his parents really that bad?" Scott asked with a pained look in his gorgeous eyes and Damien had no choice but to nod his head that they were.

"Yeah, they sent him here to 'straighten him out' and they wouldn't hesitate to cut him out of their family if they ever found out that he still liked guys."

"So he's going to throw away your friendship for them when they can't even accept him for who he really is?" Scott grumbled, clearly not happy with the situation. That made Damien feel kind of giddy because he knew that Scott had never been thrilled with how close Damien and James were in the past. His sexy jock never complained, but at odd moments Damien would catch a flash of jealousy or discomfort from Scott while he was watching Damien and James chat or just hang out. It was just enough that Damien had started watching how familiar he was with his best friend while Scott was around. Hearing that Scott was unhappy over the fact that Damien and James were on the outs was nice. Still, Damien kinda got why James hung in there and put up the act he did with his parents.

He and James had worked out what to tell Scott ahead of time just in case Damien's big guy asked too many questions. The parent excuse would also give James the chance to work his way back into Damien's life after several days, but neither of them had expected Scott to take things in this direction and Damien was not loving the idea of Scott judging James over something that really wasn't true. While James' family HAD told him those things, James hadn't even mentioned it to Damien until a couple of days ago and that wasn't the real reason for their 'argument'.

"You've gotta look at it from his point of view too," Damien pointed out sheepishly. "They're James' family, good or bad, and what would you have done if Granny had demanded we stop dating after you came out to her? What if she'd threatened to pull all the funding at Christmas and you were forced to choose between dropping out of school or openly staying in a relationship with me?"

That worked, because as soon as the words were out, Scott blushed, knowing that he'd been tempted to hide their relationship even without that threat hanging over him. "Don't get me wrong," Damien continued with a frown. "I'm still pissed over some of the crap that's gone on between us lately, but I get where he's coming from. He's just stressed out over this thing with his folks and has been taking it out on me since I'm at the root of it all. That why, if James comes back wanting to be buddies again, even if it's just to hang out in our rooms where nobody can see us, I'm willing to live with that as long as he's willing to admit that he's been a total bastard to me and apologizes."

"Do you really think he will?" Scott asked, worry furrowing his brow and his doubt clearly written in his eyes.

Damien just shrugged and sighed. "Once James has pulled his head out of his ass, he'll be back again."

"Who do you think told James' parents about you guys?" Scott asked out of the blue and Damien just shrugged again and yawned as he crawled off of Scott's lap and made his way over to the computer and switched on the monitor.

"I'll give you two guesses and the first one doesn't count," Damien said jokingly over his shoulder as he pulled out his cell phone to upload a few pictures he'd secretly taken of Grape Ape earlier in the day. Damien didn't want Scott to accidentally run across them and ask what they were for. After all, it wasn't unusual for Scott to use Damien's phone when his ran down or for him to look through the shots that Damien had been snapping lately throughout the day.

"Was it Gregg?" Scott asked as he glanced idly at the computer. Luckily, Scott was used to seeing Damien upload pics from his phone and was so caught up in his own thoughts that he barely paid any attention to what Damien was doing. Not like he had a clear shot of the screen from where he was sitting anyway.

"I don't know," Damien replied honestly as he quickly transferred the pics of Steve over to the folder where he kept the one of Gregg fucking James before Scott could see them. "Who else would go to that much trouble to give him a hard time?" One thing Damien did know for sure, if he found out that Gregg was behind this shit between James and his parents, Damien had big plans for the asshole and it would be like killing two birds with one stone.

When he was done, Damien hid the folder again. Then he deleted the shots from his phone and turned back to Scott. Only then did he realize that his sexy jock hadn't responded to his question. "What's up, man? You okay?" Damien asked as he rose from his seat and went back over to sit beside his lover.

Scott was just sitting there, obviously deep in thought while he stared at his shoes. Finally he looked back up and gave Damien a heart melting grin as he murmured, "I'm fine. I was just thinking about ways I could find out if Gregg had something to do with James' problem or not. I might talk to Grandmother Winthrop and see what she thinks about it."

Damien's eyes nearly popped out of his head at Scott's suggestion. "Are you nuts?" he asked, a squeak in his voice. "That crazy old bat wouldn't stop until she knew the whole story and I really don't think James wants any of that to get around. I mean, it's bad enough that WE know! Jeez…Can you imagine how humiliated he'd be if he found out that SHE knows too? Or what if she forces the issue and the school gets involved?"

Scott studied Damien for a few seconds as he rolled his beautiful lover's words around in his mind. Something just didn't seem right about what was going on between Damien and James. First Damien went off to the doctor and was gone until almost dinner time. He'd barely had a word to say about anything that had happened while he was away, beyond gushing excitedly about the news from the doctor. Scott knew that Damien, Liberty, and Grandmother Winthrop had spent the majority of the day together, but hardly a word was said about what they did or talked about during that time.

Then Damien had gone to see James after Scott had left for weight training and the two had been at each other's throats off and on ever since that night. Now the two weren't speaking at all and Damien was giving him some lame excuse about not being worried because of what was going on with James' parents…In Scott's opinion, it all seemed a little too contrived. When Damien and James had grown apart before, Damien had been completely bent out of shape over it until they'd worked things out again. This time, though…Regardless, something was weird about the entire situation and Scott was going to figure out what it was. Not that he thought Damien was lying about James' parents or anything, but the timing seemed off.

If they'd been after James to stop hanging out with Damien for the past two weeks, then why was he only acting on it now? They'd only been into it for the past week and if it was James' stress causing the problem then why not the week before that too? There was always the chance that James had blown them off at first and that they'd come down on him harder. There was no way to know for sure. Still, none of that changed the fact that Damien made a good point. Scott knew that if he was in James' place he'd want to keep what had happened with Gregg as quiet as possible, if for no other reason than to save himself some embarrassment.

"You're right, Dae," Scott finally admitted with a resigned frown as he ran a soothing finger across Damien's forehead. The way Damien had his eyebrows drawn together was causing small lines to form between his eyes. Damien didn't normally do that unless he was really stressed, pissed off, or hiding something. "Maybe I should just go talk to Gregg personally and ask him."

That got an even bigger reaction than Scott's first idea as Damien let out a weird, desperate sound and then let out a small, strangled cough like something had gone down the wrong way. Scott patted him on the back gently while Damien stared up at him with real fear in his dark, bottomless eyes. "You can't!" he exclaimed, once he'd gotten control of himself. "You gotta promise me here and now that you'll stay away from that piece of shit! I'm serious!"

Feeling bad for stressing his Damien out, Scott reached over to pull the beautiful blonde into his lap again and hugged him against his chest. "Shhh…I won't if you feel that strongly about it, Dae. I just thought…"

"I don't care what you thought," Damien cut in with a frown as he looked up into Scott's eyes with a serious expression. "Guys like Gregg eat nice guys like you for breakfast. All his type understands is dirty tricks and stabbing people in the back. Leave him to me for now and on the night of graduation you can go apeshit on his sorry ass if you want to…Well, as long as you have a good enough lawyer to keep your hind end outta jail afterward!"

As much as it pained Scott to admit it, he knew Damien was probably right. Gregg had a way of working Scott into a lather while side-stepping any questions thrown his way. Add to that, Gregg's dad really was on the school board and things could potentially go downhill fast if Scott lost his temper again. Of course, because of his family, he'd be able to worm his way out of it without too much trouble, but that wouldn't keep the school from expelling him with graduation just around the corner.

"Since I have no plans of getting kicked out school OR sticking around here after graduation to wait for a court hearing, I guess I'll have to take your advice on this one." Scott admitted grudgingly. "I still think he's behind this whole thing, though, and if he does anything else I'll make sure he regrets it."

"Oh, he'll regret it alright," Damien promised with a confident, smug grin before suddenly going silent for several seconds as he studied the backs of his hands with an odd expression on his face. When he looked back up, Scott thought he might drown in the insecurity glowing from his soulful eyes. "Where do you plan to go after graduation?" Damien asked quietly before looking down at his hands again. "I mean, we haven't really talked about it all that much, but I just assumed you'd want me to go with you."

"You know I do," Scott replied with a gentle smile before slipping a finger under Damien's chin to urge him to look back up and then leaning forward to steal a kiss. "It's you and me from now on, babe. You know that." Those words put the sparkle back in Dae's eyes and Scott couldn't help but kiss his upturned lips again. "I've been holding off on choosing a school until you figure out what you want to do."

"Well," Damien mumbled almost nervously, "the thing is, I talked to Grandmother Winthrop about it last week and she signed me up to take the next ACT exam at the end of the month. It's the last one before May and the next one will be too late. Right now I'm just worried about getting in somewhere close to you. I'll figure out the rest later. What I need to know from you is the where. I figured that since you're the one who'll end up in the better school, you should pick the one you want to go to."

"That's not fair to you, Dae," Scott shot back in disbelief. "We'll just work together until we find a place that works for both of us."

"That's just it, Scott," Damien explained with a sad smile. "I have no idea what I want or need right now. I've already talked to Dr. Lieberman about this and he says that's pretty normal for someone like me. He said that sometimes people with problems like mine just needed a couple of extra years to figure things out. For now, you do what you gotta do and when I figure something out I'll let you know, okay?"

"Forcing me to make that kind of decision without you isn't fair to me, Damien. I mean, what if I pick a school you hate or one that you can't get into or you…?"

"Granny is gonna help me narrow down my own choices based on location," Dae cut in again, a stubborn expression on his face that told Scott he was wasting his breath for the moment. "For now, just pick your top five schools and we'll narrow it down until we find something that works for both of us. I'll probably end up having to go to a small community college or a trade school at first anyway."

Scott let out a sigh of frustration as he studied Damien carefully. He'd spent years researching different schools and programs for the ones that best met his needs. Hell, last summer he'd spent nearly every free moment travelling to check out his top ten choices. That Dae could be so blasé about it was difficult to believe. Still, the fact that his beautiful lover had even thought about his future, much less was taking steps to move forward, was a huge improvement when compared to even a month ago. Scott decided it was best to just go with the flow for now since they could figure out the rest later. Besides, Dae looked adorable staring up at him with nervous excitement shining in his eyes and Scott didn't have the heart to ruin the moment.

"I'll email Grandmother Winthrop a list first thing in the morning," Scott promised with a resigned smile.

Damien lit up like a Christmas tree at that response. "That's cool," he replied casually as he leaned forward in Scott's lap to gently brush their lips together. Then he started squirming and moving backward, like he was going to get up.

Scott tightened his arms around Damien's thin waist and refused to let him go. It seemed like every time they had a semi-serious discussion that it ended with Damien trying to distance himself afterwards. That wasn't going to happen this time. When Damien looked up at him with a question in his dark eyes, Scott met it with a confident one of his own. "Is that all the thanks I get for my cooperation?" Scott demanded with a teasing grin.

Immediately, the expression on Dae's face changed completely as he stilled and raked his eyes across Scott's face and down to his lips. "Any suggestions?" he asked as his gaze worked its way lower to where Scott's tan chest showed above the two open buttons at the top of his shirt. Scott's cock stirred in his pants at the way the tip of Damien's tongue darted out to wet his full, bottom lip.

"You could run my dirty clothes to the laundry room so that I won't have to do it later," Scott suggested with straight face.

Damien's eyes shot back up to Scott's face in surprise as he curled his nose with distaste. "Next you'll be asking me to iron your socks," Damien shot back with a derisive snort. "That's soooo not sexy."

"No, I'd never ask you to do that," was Scott's easy reply. "At least not until you've learned how to turn one on without shorting out the plug-in." With that, he let out a big yawn, ignoring Damien's pout and death glare as he sank back on the bed. Then he stretched like a lazy house cat, accidentally bucking Damien's light form up in the air as his muscles strained. He was tempted to do it again once he noticed how good that pressure felt on his hard cock.

As if reading his mind, Damien scooted up higher in his lap and ground his ass down into the bulge steadily growing between Scott's legs. "Don't hold your breath, Gorgeous," he murmured, as he dropped down on his hands to hover above Scott, a naughty gleam in his dark eyes. "I can think of a few other things I'm good at, though. Want a demonstration?"

Scott barely bit back a groan when their erections brushed together through their pants. Still, he held it together enough to shrug and reply, "I don't see why not. I've always been a big fan of one-on-one instruction. It makes for faster learning and brighter students."

Damien rolled his eyes at that as he impatiently began working open the buttons of Scott's shirt. "Somebody's feeling full of himself today."

"What?" Scott asked with mock innocence as he cocked an eyebrow at his lover. "I thought you were planning to teach me to paint or maybe show me new and improved uses for those fancy brushes you keep on the desk over there."

Damien paused at that, hesitating at the button of Scott's pants to pin him with a look so intense that it took Scott's breath away. "I should make a trip to a specialty store," he said excitedly, his eyes glowing as he pulled the edges of Scott's shirt further apart to study him carefully. Scott had felt Dae's eyes on him a million times since they'd met but never like this. He felt like he was being devoured, as always, but there wasn't anything sexual in the meticulous perusal. "They sell paints that are designed to be used on the skin. I've always wanted to try that and you'd make the perfect canvas."

"Is that so?" Scott asked, although it was more a rhetorical question than anything. His mind was too distracted by the way Damien's fingers were busily tracing out the small hills and valleys made by each rib and twitching muscle, as if he were trying to commit them to memory.

Soon, one of Damien's hands found its way up the strong line separating the two large muscles of Scott's chest and then he moved further right with a feather light touch to trace around the areola of Scott's nipple with a curious fingertip. A small gasp escaped Scott's lips at the desire that shot through his chest, and the sound finally seemed to pull Damien out of his…whatever he'd been in. He gave Scott a heated look before sliding his other hand up Scott's chest and plucking at both of his beaded nipples roughly.

"I want to paint you," Damien murmured half to himself as he followed the path his hands had taken with his lips and tongue, dropping sucking kisses along the muscles of Scott's stomach and chest.

"Right now?" Scott asked in disbelief. With the way his lover's tongue felt tracing a hot path across his pec, the last thing he wanted was to stop what they were doing.

"Not ready for that yet, but soon," Damien whispered against Scott's chest before sucking one nipple into his mouth and teasing it with his tongue. Scott's erection jerked at the sensation as he reached down to pull the tie back from Damien's ponytail and bury his fingers into his lover's white-blonde hair. Damien nuzzled into the touch with a soft hum of pleasure before dropping onto one elbow and running his hand down between them to finish freeing Scott's cock from its cotton prison. Within seconds his hard length was in Damien's hand, the beautiful blonde's firm grip driving Scott crazy while he slowly worked the skin up and down Scott's rigid shaft.

After kicking his pants the rest of the way off, Scott just lay there, enjoying the feel of Damien's mouth and hand on him while he idly rocked his hips. Damien continued his sensual exploration, working his way up to Scott's neck as he tightened his grip on Scott's aching length. Suddenly, the urge to sink into something much tighter and wetter overwhelmed him and, without warning, Scott grabbed Damien's shoulders and rolled his small lover beneath him with a loud, teasing growl. Damien let out a little surprised yelp and grinned up at Scott with shock in his eyes.

Then the beautiful blonde giggled in delight as he ran an eager hand down Scott's back to pull him closer. "Somebody's had their Wheaties today," he said with a smirk.

"Guess that nasty, fucking cereal is good for something after all," Scott shot back as he reached down to tug Damien's shirt over his head. Damien eagerly complied, sitting up slightly so that Scott could get it off faster. Once he was done, Scott paused to enjoy his first good look at Damien's smooth, lightly muscled chest since earlier in the morning. Damien wasn't having any of that and hastily went straight for the fastener of his pants to unbutton them and immediately started shoving them off. Scott smacked Damien's hands away so that he could do it himself as he scolded, "That's mine!" before pushing Dae's pants and underwear the rest of the way off with one good shove.

He only took a moment to tease Damien's leaking cock with his hand before letting go again to cover his small lover with his body, rubbing their skin together and wallowing in the feel of it. Then Damien's legs were wrapping themselves around his hips and pulling him even closer as their cocks brushed together again. This time there was no clothing to separate them and a satisfied moan escaped both their lips as they thrust against one another. Scott could feel the pre-come from Damien's hard length leaving a damp trail along the hot skin of his own and reached down to capture both of their cocks in his hand and started working them together.

Damien's eyes drifted shut in pleasure as he thrust up into Scott's tight, massaging grip, his soft lips open as his breath came in short puffs against Scott's cheek. The sight of that perfect mouth was too much to resist and Scott immediately lowered his head to capture it with his own. Damien let out an excited whimper as he opened to Scott and met his tongue without hesitation. They tongue fucked each other's mouths roughly for several minutes while they ground their hips together and Scott jerked them both faster and faster. All too soon, Damien pulled away to catch his breath, and Scott took the opportunity to nibble at his bottom lip while they both raced toward orgasm.

In that moment, he knew he couldn't hold off long enough to get inside Damien's body, especially since they hadn't gone all the way for a couple of days. His balls were already tightening with his impending release and the expression on Damien's face said that he was about to shoot as well. Even if Scott were able to hold back long enough, there was no way that he could get Damien stretched enough and ready to take him before his lover lost it. Still, Damien had begged Scott to fuck him that morning and they hadn't had time. Scott knew that if they kept going this way that Damien was going to be disappointed.

Quickly, Scott let go of their cocks, drawing a pitiful moan of dismay from his lover as he sat up and tried to rein himself back in. "Give me a second," Scott panted as he fought to draw a deep breath.

Damien let out an exasperated huff as he opened his passion-dazed eyes to glare at Scott with something close to murder. Then he reached down to grab Scott's aching erection and give it a hard tug. Scott barely held back a yelp as Damien grumbled, "Screw that! Now, Gimme!" and pulled Scott forward by his cock. It took Scott's foggy mind a second to figure out what Damien wanted, but when his beautiful man ran his tongue around his kiss swollen lips, there wasn't any doubt left in his mind.

Immediately, Scott reached under the bed to pull out Damien's box of goodies and snatched a tube of lube and the silver bullet Dae had used on him a while back. Then he turned around so that his feet were at the head of the bed while Damien scooted down even with his hips and sucked the very tip of his cock into that hot, wet mouth. A sharp gasp escaped Scott's lips and he tried his best to focus as he bowed his body just enough to get at Damien's erection. After Scott had slicked up two of his fingers and the silver bullet, he tossed the bottle of lube aside and sucked Damien's hot length into his mouth while he nudged the back of Damien's knee.

With a moan around the head of Scott's cock, Damien immediately took the hint, bending his leg at the knee and bracing it on the bed behind him to give Scott better access. Then Scott slipped two fingers into his hole, teasing a tongue around the tip of Damien's cock and stealing a taste of pre-come while he scissored his fingers to loosen his Dae up a little. Damien took Scott into his hot mouth a little deeper and hummed his appreciation while Scott searched out his prostate and ran a finger around it teasingly.

Damien's hips jerked as he buried himself deeper in Scott's welcoming mouth and Scott increased the suction as he grabbed the little vibrator and slipped it into Damien's hole. Once it was in, Scott started bobbing his head up and down on the cock in his mouth with determination as he flipped the switch on and starting adjusting it to massage his lover's prostate. He knew the second he got it right, because his Damien immediately let Scott's cock slip from his mouth as his entire body stiffened and a tormented groan filled the air.

The feel of the cooler air brushing the damp skin of his erection was almost painful, but Scott pushed it out of his mind as he pulled off of Damien's hard length and began sucking on the sensitive underside of his cock. Then he ran his tongue around the mushroom-shaped tip and teased down the throbbing vein underneath before tracing a path back up to the head and flicking the tip of his tongue into the slit to gather up the pre-come there.

"More!" Damien gasped breathlessly, and a glance up his body told Scott that his beautiful man was on the verge of shooting. His narrow chest was heaving as he moaned softly and thrust his hips, begging for more. For the hell of it, Scott flipped the switch on the silver bullet up another notch just as he sucked Damien's length back into his mouth and went for the gold. Immediately, a muted cry escaped Damien's lips as he squeezed his eyes shut in ecstasy and every muscle in his body seized up. Scott reached down to squeeze gently at his balls, pulling off the length in his mouth until just the head remained as he sucked harder and picked up the pace. Within seconds, Damien cried out again and shot into his mouth, coating Scott's tongue with his salty come.

Scott immediately turned around to straddle Damien's chest. He was right on the edge and didn't want to wait until Damien's mind cleared enough that he could start thinking with his big brain again. Instead he rose up on his knees and grabbed the headboard for support while he wrapped his other hand around his throbbing cock and started jerking it roughly for all he was worth. His Dae's eyes snapped open, a question in their black depths when he realized what Scott was doing. Then a wicked grin spread across his swollen lips as he lazily reached up a hand to cover Scott's, squeezing Scott's fingers tightly and increasing the pressure on his aching length as he started working him over.

"Come in my mouth, you sexy motherfucker," Damien panted as he cupped Scott's balls in his hand to roll them. Scott nearly came from just hearing his Dae talk dirty but managed to hold back while his lover adjusted himself so that his mouth was in reach of Scott's erection. Once in position, Damien stuck out his tongue and ran it around the head, sending sparks of fire racing into Scott's lower abdomen.

"Fuck, yeah," Scott groaned as he felt his cock swell and twitch in his hand. Dae's tongue shot out again, this time teasing just beneath the glans while his other hand slid up Scott's sweat-slicked chest to pinch roughly at his nipple. That was all he wrote. Scott came so hard that he saw lights flash behind his eyes. Still, he forced himself to keep them open to watch the white, sticky fluid squirt out of his slit and into Damien's open and waiting mouth. Just that sight alone was enough to make him shoot again. This time he missed and part of his load landed on his lover's cheek, but he was too caught up in his own orgasm to be embarrassed.

For a few seconds afterward, all he could do was slump forward, his hand on the headboard the only thing keeping him from collapsing onto his tiny lover below. Damien scooped the come off his cheek and licked it off his finger with a naughty grin. Then he winked as he squirmed back up the bed and sat up on his knees to wrap his arms around Scott's neck. When their lips met, it was hard and heated, like the two of them hadn't just gotten off. Damien's tongue slipped between his lips demandingly, the taste of Scott's come still strong in his mouth as he devoured Scott hungrily.

Desperate for air, Scott finally pulled away and Damien immediately nipped his way down to suck on Scott's neck. That's when he felt Damien's cock brush his thigh and realized that his lover was already as hard as a rock again. A low, seductive moan rose up in Damien's throat as he thrust his hips forward again to rub the head of his erection against Scott's groin. Suddenly, it hit Scott that he'd forgotten to remove the silver bullet from Damien's ass earlier and he knew he was in for a good, hard ride. Not that he had any problem with that. His only goal was to please.

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