Escape the Viper - Complete

 

A/N: I do not own You're the Reason by Victoria Justice or Bad Boy by Cascada Both mention herein.  They are the owned by the copyright owners. 

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Chapter 4: Win or Lose?

It was finally there game day.  The whole school waited for, the final game of the basketball season.    Since it hadn’t been this close to being district champs ever before the whole town was alive with basketball fever.  The game began well, but the other team made a fierce comeback after the half.  It was painful for Jet to watch as they score over and over chipped away at their lead. It was down to the last minute when the other team knocked the ball out of bounds and Coach called a time out.

“Okay guys we are down by two we have to score once for overtime twice to win and we have 58 seconds,” Coach said firmly.

Jet spoke up, “how about scoring once and ending this.” He loosened the brace so he could remove it.

“No Jet, you might hurt it worse then it is now,” Coach scolded.

 “Coach you know I can make the shot I have done it in practice.  Please we have come this far we can’t let them win now,” Jet said firmly.

“Coach we’ve got this.  He won’t get hurt,” Mark said firmly and the rest of the players nodded.

“Alright but don’t push it Jet,” Coach said firmly.

Jet subbed into the game surprising both the opposing team and the crowd. The MC who was broadcasting over the local airwaves announced, “Subbing in for Edmond High is “Fighter Jet”.  He has been out the past two games because of a broken wrist so it will be interesting to see what he can do.  With only 58 seconds left the pressure is on Edmond high to go big or go home.”

Jet focused on the game as the ball entered play.  He couldn’t hear the wild crowd or see the count down clock.  His team mates tried in vain to get the ball to the basket but the other team’s defense was like a brick wall.  Finally Jet saw Mark and he passed the ball to him. Everything was instincts from there.  Jet body fell into the familiar groove and he shot the ball from exactly half court. Everything seamed to freeze.  The ball bounced on the rim and back board for what seamed like an eternity then finally went in with a swoosh.  The other team barely started down the court when the buzzer sounded. 

It was like someone cranked back up they volume as the gym erupted in cheering.  Jet couldn’t see anything more then a red and silver blur, as he was rushed by his teammates.  He could hear “Fighter Jet” being chanted by the crowd. 

Sean managed to find his way to him and kissed him.   Jet kissed him back.  They both pulled apart sharply as their closest teammates started to whoop at them.  Jet blushed brighter then Sean got him teased more by his team in between the celebration. Well over and hour later they got into the locker room after the presentation of the trophy, picture for the papers, and a few interviews.  They were all so jazzed none of them wanted to stay still.

Coach yelled over them, “Okay simmer down.”  They finally all sat down listened.  “Business first, the high scoring medallion you all know this, and tonight’s high scorer was Tom Davis.” The team cheered as Tom when up front and Coach slipped it over his head.

“Wow this is cool,” he smiled, “but I don’t think I deserve it.  All those point and it came down to the last twenty second,” he pulled the necklace back off.  “Jet as always you deserve this,” Tom slid it over his head. 

“I have worn it enough.  It your turn,” Jet argued.

“Hush up and take it everyone here agrees, Jet,” Mark countered and the team voiced their approval.

“Alright, celebration time, your parents rented a hall and a DJ for a party tonight.  You and your girlfriends or boyfriends,” he looked at Jet and Sean, teasingly Mark leaned over and hugged them both make everyone laugh at them.

“Is it hot in here,” another person teased.

“The moms are the chaperons, but it is meant to be fun for you so enjoy,” Coach finally let them get changed.

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The party was extremely hot mostly because of the couples practically having sex on the dance floor.  More than once a mom came out to scold their son for their dancing, which incited mocking from their fellows.   Every time Jet and Sean got out there weren’t nearly as pornographic as the straight couples.  Everyone found it thoroughly amusing though.  Jet so easily slipped into the feminine role on the dance floor.  It was quizzical to see him bend to Sean’s every advance.  Especially when compared to how he always dominated on the court.  Everyone had a blast.  Periodically karaoke broke the pace of the music for those willing to be mocked.  Most of the guys were being drug up on stage by their girlfriends.  Jet debated going up a few times, but sure as hell not going up there alone.  He could sing but he had never done it in public before.

“Hey Jet,” a girl called as he got a drink.  It was Mariah, Tom’s long standing girlfriend. 

“Hey Mariah what’s up?”

“Can I talk to you over here?” she asked indicated away from the crowd.

“I guess."

When they were alone she said, "Listen Mir told me a while back that you sing.”

Jet blushed, “not professionally but I can sing.  I’ve never sang in public before.  That’s why I haven’t gotten up there tonight.”

She clapped excitedly, “would you sing with me? Please?”

Jet was leery of agreeing to this so easily. “What song?”

She handed him a set of lyrics and he blushed brighter, “I don’t know.” It was a love song and Jet wasn’t sure if he was comfortable enough to sing it in front of everyone.

“Don’t sing to me,” she chuckled, “Sing it to Sean.  Embarrass the shit out of him.  That is what I want to do to Tom but I am too nervous to go up there alone and every one girl has said no.”

Jet had to admit that intrigued him.  He looked at the lyrics once more then said, “Let’s do it.”

“Ha ha,” she laughed and kissed his cheek. “Thank you so much.” She took the song back and ran over to the DJ.

“Alright, alright, ladies and gent we have a few more song and then a special karaoke send out,” he announced putting on a hip-hop song.  Jet had butterflies but the good ones as he snuck over to Sean.

“What are you smirking at?"

“I have got a surprise,” Jet said and danced away as he added into the music.  “And you … can’t … stop … me.”

“Can stop you from doing what? Jet, explain!” he growled and followed him unknowingly as he led him towards the stage. 

“Telling everyone how much you suck at giving head.”

“What?  Oh hell no.  Come here,” Sean tore off after him.  Sean got really pissed when he lost him.

“Don’t worry Sean he is only doing karaoke,” Tom explained.  “Mariah has been tearing around here for an hour looking for a partner and she got really excited after talking to him.”

Sean stopped annoyed, “so they intend to embarrass us?”

“Yes they do,” Tom complained.

Jet ran out and Mariah called him from down the hall.  He followed her into the room before he realized it was the girl’s bathroom.  Two other girlfriends Casey and Jenny were digging in a duffle bag pulling out clothes. 

“Mariah you mom did great.  Ah the client is here,” Jenny pulled him further in.  “Jet if you really want to tease Sean we can help.”

“How?”

“A make over,” Mariah explained.  “We can make you look so hot.  These clothes, I am sorry to say are just so plain,” she said tugging on the sleeve of his t shirt.

“Well I guess, maybe…” Jet said nervously.

“Trust us Jet, you won’t regret it,” Casey added.  “Besides we won’t do anything you aren’t comfortable with.”

  “Your combat boots are alright, your jeans are to baggy,” Jenny said tugging his leg are you trying to leave room for someone else in these?”

“Yeah Sean,” Casey teased and Jet blushed.

“Easy girls,” Mariah said.  “Jet try on these,” she handed him a pair of jeans.

Jet was grateful for the chance to hide in the bathroom stall.  He took a minute to calm down and think about what they proposed.  He looked down at the jeans they were light blue straight legged.  He sighed and tried them on.  They were a little too tight.

“They are a little too small,” he said to Maraih.

“Okay, Jenny let’s try yours,” she said.  A few seconds later she handed a pair of dark blue bell bottomed jeans.  He put them on and they fit better then the first.

“Better,” Jet said coming out.

“Oh yes, those pant hug your body better than yours did,” Jenny smiled.  “I have to say you look good in my jeans.”

“Here Jet how about this shirt,” Mariah said handing him a shirt that was red with a couple of pink and orange tropical flowers on it.

The shirt was a medium and a little tight but not unbearable.  He made mental note to buy large women’s shirts if he went shopping in the future.

“Oh, hot-to-trot” Casey said.

Jet caught a glimpse of himself him the mirror and paused staring in awe at himself. It was amazing how hot he looked in the girls clothes.  He turned around, “wow I actually have and ass.”

“Yes you do,” Mariah playfully slapped it.

“Okay hair, come over here so we can give you a lesson in make-up,” Jenny pulled out some supplies.

Jet was slightly embarrassed but he followed them closer to the mirror anyway.  Casey started to run a brush through his hair while the others focused on make-up.

Mariah sat on the counter, “your skin is beautiful you could put a light foundation on it but you don’t really need it.” She picked up a tube of black liquid.  “This is eyeliner; it gives definition to your eyes. She opened it and told him to close his eyes she applied it to one eye and said, “See the difference.”

“Whoa,” Jet said surprised by the effect.

“Okay, let me finish the other one.  You only want to put it on the edge of your eye.  Otherwise you look like a raccoon,” Mariah explained

“Speaking of raccoons,” Jenny added, “if you cry it will run and you could look like one too.  If that starts take a wet napkin or tissue and wipe way the smudged parts.”

“Hey what makes you think I am going to cry,” he complained with a pout.

“Awe,” Casey chuckled, “you are so cute.”

“Jenny eye shadow,” Mariah said.

“Let’s put a bronze color.  You get a little powder on the brush and put it lightly over the eye lid.”

“How do I pick the color?” he asked which made the girls smile.

“Depends on the day, you can match to your outfit like I am, or you can match your eye color.  It is up to you.”

“Last thing for tonight berry flavored lip gloss it will give your lips a little color,” Mariah said Jet watched the mirror out of the corner of his eye as she put it on.

“There we are done,” Mariah said cheerfully. 

“Almost,” Casey countered. She ran to her purse pulling something out. “Face me and close your eyes,” she instructed.  He did and felt the strange sensation of metal against his scalp. “Okay now you’re done.”

He opened his eye and looked in the mirror his hair on the right side was pulled back with a barrette.  It had a red jeweled butterfly on it.

“Return our clothes, but you can keep the barrette it looks good on you,” she said smiling.

Jet turned back to then, “Thank you,” he hugged each one of them gratefully, “This is awesome.”

“Knock him dead tigress,” Casey teased and he made a growl and clawed at the air with his hands. They laughed as they grabbed their stuff to ran back to the party.

Just then the DJ announced, “It is time for our next karaoke song, so without and more adieu here is Mariah.”

  “Wahoo,” Mariah said dancing onto the stage.  “Uh huh you’re in trouble Tom because I am going sing you a song.  However you girls a lame and won’t sing with me.”

“Yeah, because we would like to have our boyfriends still by the end of the night,” one of the others answered.

She continued for a minute or two while Jet stayed near Jenny and Casey.  They had put their bag at a table with several other girl and many of them whispered, “Oh my God.”  A few complimented him on the outfit making him blush yet again. 

Jet ran up towards the stage as Mariah finished, “So I have to sing with the newest sister to the girlfriend club.  Isn’t that right FJ,” she tossed him a wireless microphone as he got up there.

There were quite a few wolf whistles from his team when they saw the new outfit. Sean was looking at him biting his finger but it didn’t hide the fact he was undressing him in his mind.  Jet was just glad he liked it.

Tom called to him, “Jet next time Mariah wants to play dress-up doll, just tell her no.”

“Why?  Then, Sean would have to stop undressing me in his mind,” Jet laughed and several people nearby jostled Sean back to reality which made him blush.

“Okay let’s go we are singing You're the Reason from Victorious,” Mariah called. “My choice not Jet’s In case you’re wondering.”

A pop rock melody started to play in the background with an extra long introduction.

Mariah started the song, “I don't wanna make a scene. I don't wanna let you down

Tryin' to do my own thing, and I'm starting to figure it out.”

Jet picked up the next part, “That it, alright keep it together wherever we go.  And it's alright oh well whatever everybody needs to know.”

Then they both started singing together while each one pointed to their boyfriend in the crowd, “You might be crazy, Have I told you lately that I love you. You're the only reason that I'm not afraid to fly… And it's crazy that someone could change me. Now no matter what it is I have to do I'm not afraid to try. And you need to know that you're the reason, why!”

During the instrumental break Jet jumped off the stage and went over to Sean just as the lyrics started again and he and Mariah continued to sing together.  Jet danced around Sean  and messed with his hair, “I don't even care when they say when you're a little bit off.” He came back around and looked him dead in the eyes, “Look ‘em in the eye I'd say I could never get enough.” During the next part he casually danced his way back to the stage.  “Cuz it's alright keep it together where ever we go, And it's alright oh well whatever Everybody needs to know.”

At the start of the chorus again he hopped up and was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the stage. “You might be crazy, have I told you lately that I love you. You're the only reason that I'm not afraid to fly…” At fly he jumped up and came back over to Mariah. “And it's crazy that someone could change me. Now no matter what it is I have to do I'm not afraid to try. And you need to know that you're the reason, why!”

The pair of them acted silly and danced around the stage for the final verse, but they made it a point to find Sean and Tom and point at them for the very end of the song. “And you need to know that you're the reason … why!”

After the microphones were returned, Mariah jumped off the stage and ran over to hug and kiss Tom.  Jet however just casually got down and Sean came over to him.

“You want a reward for that?”

“Maybe a kiss,” Jet said hopefully and point to his cheek. When Sean leaned in to give it to him Jet grabs his chin and pulled him into a full on kiss.  The world went silent briefly except of the reverberation of the base in the music. 

Sean pulled back and smiled.  “Time for some payback dance with me."  He went over to the DJ and requested a song.  He came back and lead Jet onto the dance from where the finished off the hip-hop song that currently played.

Jet recognized the new song immediately and smirked evilly.  Sean had requested Cascada’s Bad Boy. He didn’t care if he made himself look like an idiot so he started to dance seductively.  He sang along with the song.  The girls around them started to dance the same way and their dates didn’t mind at all.   The party continued for a few hours uninterrupted. 

It was about time for them to head home, but Sean had somehow misplaced Jet.  He wandered around until he finally found him outside.  Jet leaned up against the side of the building as he talked with Mark’s mother.  As Sean approached she said she would drive them home and went to round up her son and a few others. 

Sean looked to Jet and asked, "Are you okay?"

"Of course , let's go back so I can change clothes."

Sean tried not to look disappointed at the thought of Jet's normal clothes but Jet saw it and glared.  He changed back into his clothes and put the ones he borrowed back in Mariah’s duffel bag.  He huffed at Sean but Sean kissed him to ask for his forgiveness.  Jet crossed his arms and tapped his fingers on his elbow as he told Sean to never do it again.  Sean chuckled because he doubted Jet would ever wear girl's clothes again.

On the Drive home Mark’s mother had five slightly tipsy teens in here van other then Jet and Sean.  Apparently someone had snuck alcohol into the party. She pulled up to Jet’s house but it was dark. 

“Looks like nobody is home,” she commented.

Jet climbed over Mark and hopped out of the van.  He waited for Sean to do the same, but told her,  “It fine Mrs. Hart, my Dad’s still on his way back from Detroit and Mir had to work or she would have been at the game.”

“You two promise me you won’t go anywhere tonight, right?”

“We promise,” Sean said as he finally managed to get out of the packed van.

Mark reached out and pulled Jet into a hug.  He said with slurred words, “You did great man, we all owe you big time.”  He added at a whisper, “let me thank you properly.”  He almost brought their lips together, but Jet held him off.

“Thanks Mark, but you’re a little drunk.  I appreciate the offer though. Go sleep it off.” Mark looked slightly disappointed as Jet shoved him back in the van and shut the door.

After Mark’s mother had driven off, Sean asked, “Did Mark try to kiss you?”

“He is drunk Sean.  You and I both know he wouldn’t do that sober, so don’t hold it against him.”  Jet headed up to the front door.

“I am not mad at him,” Sean smiled.  “I am just glad I have such an attractive partner.”  He wrapped his arms around Jet as he pulled out his keys.  Jet tensed at the contact and Sean frowned.  “What is wrong?”

Jet pulled away from him to open the door.  He hurried inside so he was made to wait for Sean to follow.  Jet dropped his bag and key by the front window out of the walkway.  He covered his eyes with his hand as he tried not to cry.  Sean came in and put his bag with Jet’s before he came over to him.

"Jet?"

 He gripped his shoulder. Jet turned and pulled him into a hug as he buried his face against Sean’s chest.  Sean wrapped his arms around him in order to comfort him, even though he didn’t know what it was all caused by.  Very slowly Jet started to speak.  He whispered as his whole body trembled.

“I saw David outside the party tonight.”

“What?” Sean asked surprised.  It suddenly occurred to him why Jet had been talking with Mark’s mother.

“He said I would regret it if I slept with you.”

Sean sighed. “Jet, I am a virgin, but I not unknowing if you need something.  I will do my best to provide it.”

“You’re a virgin?” Jet asked surprised.  The look of shock was so adorable to Sean.  “But you know so much. The way you touch me and your kissing.”

“I read,” Sean admitted with a blush at his inexperience.  "A lot of Reading."  He looked into his eye with confidence.  “Jet, tell me what you need?”

Jet thought for a minute then took his hand he led him up stairs to his room.  He was confused as Sean dropped his hand and went over to pull the curtains closed.  Jet turned on the lamp on his bedside table to offset the sudden lack of light in the room.  As he and turned down the covers he looked back at Sean. 

“Nervous?” he asked with a devilish smirk.

“No it is just that I don’t want that peeping tom of Mir’s recording putting this on the internet.”

“Good point I am sure he has probably post some of me before,” Jet stated nonchalantly.

“You the kid who was terrified of coming ‘out’, isn’t fazed by the thoughts of his body plastered all over the internet?” Sean asked  with a lot of doubt in his voice.

“There is a difference.” Jet came over to him.  “Only other gay men watch gay porn on the internet.  So there is a lower chance of anyone I know seeing it.”

“Good Point.” Sean closed the distance that remained between them.  He wrapped his arm casually around Jet's neck. “So my more experienced lover, you haven’t told me, what you need yet.”

Now it was Jet’s turn to be embarrassed. “Well that’s because I don’t know.  I’ve never had anything but hardcore S&M sex.  This is new territory for me, too.”

Sean brushed his lips against Jet’s.  “Then why don’t we just try this together.  I’d be lying if I said I haven’t research the hardcore S&M and bondage stuff, but I may not be bold enough for that yet.”

“Why would you research something you’re not comfortable with?”

“Because you are into it.” Sean tried not to sound corny, but that explanation just embarrassed Jet more.

“You dolt.”  He let his head fall against Sean shoulder. “What am I going to do with you?”

“I may be a dolt, but I love you,” Sean said as he petted Jet’s head.

“What?” Jet pulled back from him.

“What?  I love you. I wouldn’t have gone against every moral principle I have, and kissed you when you had a boyfriend if I didn’t.”

“But, I … I don’t love you.” Jet was clearly unnerved by Sean's proclamation.

Sean was hurt and backed away from him.  He clenched his fist in anger. “You are a Bitch.”

Jet saw his anger, so he stepped forward and cupped his cheek with his hand.  Sean went to brush him off but Jet held firm.  He had something to say and Sean was going to listen to him.

“Please Sean, I thought I loved David.  I know now I didn’t really, which tells me that I don’t know what love is.  I can’t say I love you, until I figure that out.  I know I sang that song tonight, but Mariah picked it.  I care for you, but I can’t say I love you.  Not yet.”

Sean slowly relaxed with the explanation.  His pride was still hurt but he still loved Jet whether he returned it or not.  “I guess I can accept that.”  He waited another minute and asked, “But you do want me, right?”

Jet chuckled and pulled him over to the bed as an answer.  Sean understood him, so he knelt down  to undo Jet’s left boot slowly. Jet sighed, as Sean teasing trailed his fingers up his pant leg and back down to his toes.

“Oh, now you are just trying to torture me.”

Sean smirked as he removed the other boot and sock, “yes, but you won’t regret it later.” He stood up and kicked off his own shoes and socks. “I promise it will be worth the wait.”

Jet scooted back as Sean crawled into bed with him.  Sean kissed him chastely and let his hands gently explore his lover’s body.  Jet gave every indication that he could go faster, but he didn’t.  Ever so slowly Sean reached under Jet’s shirt to tease his nipples.  Jet hissed into Sean’s mouth.  

Sean pulled back from him just enough to see his face.  Jet ran his hands through Sean’s hair and took in every detail of his face.  Sean’s eye showed his desire, but none of the malice he was used to.  Jet kissed him again greedily and pulled him to close again.    Sean gave into him and allowed the kiss to go deeper than before.  Jet moaned and got more aggressive with hands and mouth, but Sean refused him. He stopped the kiss and stopped touching him all together.

“Damn it, Sean,” Jet complained.

He craved more of Sean's body.  He leaned up to capture those lips again, but Sean glanced the kiss aside.  As Jet's anger at the denial grew, he growled at Sean.  However the growl was interrupted with friction that caused a jolt of pleasure to course through him.

He cried out, “ Oh Fuck, Sean!” 

Sean had repositioned himself and placed one leg between his, while he’d been preoccupied with getting the kiss.  He hadn’t expected the friction of their hips.  He moaned in pleasure as Sean ground into him.  Finally Sean allows his lips to come against Jet’s once more and with them came an expectant tongue.  Jet allowed the entry and drank in every feeling until his head spun.  Sean pulled back from him briefly to reprimand him.

 “See inpatients get you nowhere.”

Jet sat up to move his other leg so Sean was between then both.  Sean rewarded him with a more aggressive kiss as he moved to create more friction between their hips.  Jet wrapped his arms around Sean.  He pulled himself up Sean’s knees which caused them both to gasp at the intense contact.  Jet’s was so surprised at the amount of pleasure even though they were still fully clothed, not that he wanted his clothes on.  David would have torn them off ages ago, but he wanted Sean to have his way.  He was so bemused by Sean for honestly never having had sex before he was extremely good at this.

He spoke again when Sean moved back to tease his earlobe. “God your natural instincts are great. Are you sure you’re a virgin?”

He was answered with a smirk and then Sean started to kiss his throat which made him moan louder.  Jet’s body actually began to tremble in response to his kisses and touch.  The stress of this type of sex started to overwhelm him.  He wrapped his legs tighter around Sean waist. The feel of Sean’s clothed cock so close and yet so far from his entrance nearly drove him over the edge.

“Unnggh, Sean,” he whimpered, barely able to breathe.

“What do you need,” Sean whispered.   He knew Jet was too lost to form coherent words, but he still teased him.  He let his hand migrate from Jet’s lower back around to his waistline.  "Say it.”

“S-Sean.”

His name was the only response he got, but it pleased him none the less and made him feel needed.  He lowered his hand to Jet's crotch which caused him to jolt against it. Jet was so close his nails were dug into Sean’s back through his shirt as he cried for release.  Sean found Jet’s ear again and whispered to him.

“It is okay, let go Jet.”

Everything hit Jet at once his voice, his touch, and so much more caused the knot in his abdomen to burst and growled Sean’s name.  Jet arched against him with a torrential climax that almost made him black out.  He clung to Sean desperately unable to believe he had made him cum like that.  

Sean loved the feel of Jet's body as it quaked against his.  He revealing in the fact he’d made him climax, he had done it.  His inexperience had not prevented him from giving Jet the deepest of pleasures. After a minute, Sean asked him softly.

 “Are you alright?”

As Jet nodded as his breath began to return to normal.  He pulled back from Sean which made him whimper slightly, but Jet caressed his neck to reassure him. 

“Let me return the favor. Lay down for me?”

Sean complied.  He laid back against the pillows even though he was nervous.  Jet first undid Sean’s pants and pulled them part way down with his boxers.  Free from the confines of the clothes Sean’s cock eagerly stood up to greet him.  

“You have a first-class cock, Sean,” Jet teased which made Sean blush.  

He hid his face in a pillow.  Jet took advantage of Sean not watching him to coaxed his legs apart. He got between them and got comfortable.  Hesitantly Sean looked from behind the pillow.

 “Now you get to trust me.”

Jet started to lick the pre-cum off his tip.  Sean moaned at the feeling and rolled his head sideways at the very slight contact. The pillow fell back onto the bed forgotten. 

“God you are a virgin aren’t you.” Jet ran his fingers along the shaft and watch his partner writhe at the simplest of gestures.

“Jet ugh,” Sean tried not to sound weak and needy but it was to no avail.  He knew Jet had the experience to drag his torment out and he probably deserved it after what he just put him through.

Sean’s pleas hit Jet hard.  David never gave him any encouragement sometimes it was like fucking a machine.  It was intoxicating to actually hear sound from his partner that told him he was on the edge of reason.  Jet reached up and gripped his hand.

“Sean you can come in my mouth, you don’t have to hold back.”

Sean held his breathe for what he knew was coming.  He had imagined it hundreds of times, but now it was actually going to happen.  Jet held Sean’s hips down.  Since knew full well his inexperienced partner would thrust up if he didn’t.  He took him into his hot mouth.  Sean moaned, his feet and hands dug into the sheets as Jet worked.  It didn’t take long at all, before Sean insides exploded.  His orgasm rocked his whole being.  Jet swallowed it all and pulled back to look down at his breathless partner.

“See? It a good thing we are playing like this or the actual sex would have only lasted that long.”  Sean nodded and sat up to kiss Jet once more, but he pulled back as Jet winced.

"Are you alright?”  

Jet nodded but gripped his left wrist, he still cringed.  Sean realized when he’d gone to kiss him he’d forced him to put weight on it and even with the brace it still hurt him. 

“I’m sorry.”

Sean pulled his pants back up and got out of bed.  He went as quickly as his weakened legs would take him to the bathroom down the hall.  He pulled out Jet’s vicodin and got him some water before he returned to him.  Jet took the pills and the water without question, which indicated that he really was in a lot of pain. Sean returned to the bathroom and got a wet washcloth and a towel.  Jet still held his arm when he returned. 

Jet asked when he glanced up at Sean, “Why are you bringing those.”  The pain was unmistakable in his voice.

 “Hush up.  I am not going to have sex with you while you are in pain.  We will wait until the vicodin kicks in.  So either you can clean yourself off or I will do it for you,” Sean pushed him back on the bed.

Jet hissed,  “Don’t you dare treat me like an invalid.”

“Then take care of yourself,” Sean stated.  He shoved the washcloth into Jet's hand.  He walked over to the closet and went inside. He found some t-shirts and shorts on one of the shelves.  He came out and was careful to keep his eyes off Jet, so he wouldn’t get aroused.  He set the clothes on the end of the bed.  Sean turned away from him and pulled off his shirt.  He tossed it on Jet’s pants, which had been tossed across the room. 

Jet shirt landed on top of his and Jet finally said, “You are annoying me.  Why don’t you just leave?”

 Sean ignored the comment and changed into the shorts and t-shirt.  When he turned around he saw Jet had buried his face in the pillows.  It was his annoyance mixed with the pain that had caused it.  Sean came over and crawled into bed behind him.  Jet scooted away from him until Sean firmly gripped his shoulder. 

“Jet I know you wanted more now, but I am not David.  I can’t enjoy myself while you’re in pain.”

Sean pulled him close to his chest.  Jet whimpered and resisted him partly, but within seconds he had rolled over and curled into his chest.  Sean held him close, as Jet occasional let out a whimper. Slowly Jet drifted off into sleep.  Sean watched the clock which it read eleven thirty, before he fell asleep himself.