once upon a yesterday

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::one upon a yesterday- signs of lust::

Wesley woke up with a smile on his face and a knee in his side. “Mmm… Jesse.” Wesley turned to see that Jesse was already waking up.

Jesse threw his arm over Wesley’s chest and started to crawl over top of the boy. “Gotta’ get ready for church.” Jesse mumbled, without really thinking. It would take a few minutes for him to be truly awake.

Wesley grabbed a hold of Jesse’s naked hips and pinned them to his own. He was happy to see that he wasn’t the only one with a morning erection. “When does church start?”

Jesse struggled against Wesley for a moment, but collapsed against him, weakly. “Mass starts at 10:30. Lemme go.” Jesse stayed plastered against Wesley’s chest, refusing to move from his new comfortable position, except for the occasional shift of weight. His knees were straddled across Wesley’s thighs and their groins rubbed together nicely, every time he moved.

Wesley humped up against Jesse and smiled when the boy groaned. “It’s only 7:20. Let’s do something before we get dressed.” Wesley had a delightful little picture show forming in his mind; it involved the both of them naked and trying, with all of their might, to cause the bed to collapse.

Jesse sighed. “I need a shower.” He stated with little conviction, as he snuggled his face into Wesley’s neck.

Wesley chuckled and ran his fingers through the other boy’s hair. He like the way it curled at the nape of his neck. “That’s a good idea. We can take a shower.”

Jesse opened his eyes and pushed himself up, so that he was looking down at Wesley. His vision was blurry at the moment, but he was sure that he saw Wesley’s eyes twinkle. “You can use that shower.” Jesse nodded at Amanda’s bathroom. “I’ll use the main bathroom, down the hall.”

Wesley looked as if he was pondering this over and then shook his head. “I want to wash your back.” Wesley bit his bottom lip and looked down in between their bodies, grinning at the insistent erection that was stabbing him. “You like that idea, don’t you?”

Jesse rolled his eyes and trudged over to the dresser, grabbing up a pair of boxers and slipping them on. “I’m going to take a shower and then get ready for church. You don’t have to come to Morning Mass. If you tell Mandy you aren’t religious, she’ll stay home with you.” With that being said, Jesse grabbed a suit out of ‘his’ closet and stomped out of the room.

Wesley frowned and laid his head back, thinking of a better way to get what he wanted.

Jesse got in the shower and all but cried at how stupid he was. Of course, he wanted Wesley; the boy was beautiful, but he couldn’t seem to find a happy medium with him. He wanted to be his friend, but he really wanted to sleep with him, also. People who slept together were not friends, and people who were friends didn’t sleep together.

Jesse sighed and dropped his head back against the shower wall. He looked down at his cock and frowned. “Why do you have to be so fucking happy, every time I meet a new guy? Or is it happy to fuck?” Jesse was close to causing himself some physical harm, when he heard someone open the bathroom door. “Fuck…” He muttered. He had forgotten to lock the door. “I told you that I have to get ready for church.” Jesse was expecting anything, but the sound of the door closing was not it. “Wow, you put up a real fight.” He muttered sarcastically.

“No need to fight.”

Jesse gasped when the shower curtain was ripped open. “Joseph?” The boy asked in a strangled whisper. “What are you doing in here?”

Joseph looked like the perfect picture of a Latin lover, his chocolate colored eyes and the pitch-black, wavy locks that barely brushed his shoulders. He had an angel’s face and the body of a sex demon. “I’ve missed you. It’s been a long Season and I couldn’t wait for Spring.” The older boy smiled, wickedly, and stripped off his shirt. “You look lonely.”

“Holy fuck.” Jesse was not at a loss for words, but his vocabulary had dwindled to curse words and gasps. The younger boy watched Joseph strip down to nothing and moved back against the shower wall, when the Latin man had opted to join him. “What are you doin…” Jesse’s protest was drowned out by a possessive mouth claiming his own.

Joseph held the other boy close to him and smiled when Jesse returned the kiss. He was a hot little thing, even when he was pretending to protest. Joseph pulled back and smirked at Jesse. “It’s been too long, lover.”

Jesse’s jaw came unhinged. “No. No, this is wrong. We are not together anymore. Joseph, you need to leave and… get your hand off of my cock!” The younger boy would have pulled back, but Joseph had too strong of a grip on, possibly, his favorite part of his body.

Joseph held Jesse close to him, his left hand resting against the other boy’s lower back, as his right hand gracefully jacked him off. “I love your prick, my love.” The darker boy whispered into Jesse’s ear, eliciting a moan and a whimper from the young man. “You like when I handle you, no?”

“Yes… umm, no!” Jesse pushed his hands against Joseph’s chest and growled. “Why is everybody fucking with me, lately? God!”

Joseph stood back, hands on his hips, and shook his head. “Such a dirty mouth. Dirty mouths like that belong to whores and bartenders. So, either get me a drink or take me like a man.”

Jesse’s eyes gride.ide. “I can get you a drink, Joe.”

Joseph nodded slowly and leered at the younger man. “And what I really wanted was your mouth on my cock.” The older boy took another step in toward Jesse, trapping him against the water slick wall. He pumped his hips into the other boy’s and sighed when their cocks brushed each other. “You’re always in the mood, sugar. I don’t know why you are fighting this. You know that I’ll make you feel real good.” Joseph’s voice had a breathy quality to it, when he was aroused, which made Jesse almost convulse in his need.

“Joe, we can’t do this.” Jesse said on the edge of a whisper. “I need to go to church.” He pleaded; his eyes squeezed shut and tears rolling down his cheeks, mingling with the water that sprayed from the showerhead. Jesse stood there a moment and sighed when there was no longer any physical contact between him and Joseph. He opened his eyes, when he heard the door open and shut, once more.

Jesse took the chance to get his breath back and to finish washing up. He tried not to think about how it looked, sending a drenched Hispanic male down the stairs and out of the house, only to come out of the bathroom a few moments later. He hoped that his father wouldn’t ask, his sister would still be asleep, and that Wesley didn’t notice.

Jesse felt sick when he realized he was still aroused after the encounter with his ex-lover. There had been numerous times that Joseph had dropped by in the morning to wake him up with love-play, but… they had been dating! That was months ago and Jesse couldn’t imagine what was going through Joseph’s head when he walked into the bathroom. Hell, what if Amanda had been in there?! No… Joseph probably checked his bedroom first, and found Mandy snuggled under the covers. Surely, he ran into Wesley. Jesse shivered and decided to wash before the water turned cold.

After getting clean and dressed, Jesse headed staistairs. He didn’t meet up gazes with his father, just muttered a ‘good morning’ and made himself a bowl of cereal.

"Buenos Dias." Wesley walked into the room a grin was plastered across his face and he was wearing a damn spiffy suit.

"Why would you say that?" Jesse asked the boy, realizing he sounded a little on edge.

Wesley smiled at the boy and shrugged. "Because it means 'top o' the morning to ya'." The boy looked around the doorway and smirked, before walking over to Jesse and placing a kiss on his forehead. “You look upset. Do you want me to get you something?”

Jesse shrugged, helplessly. “A valium?”

Wesley smiled and sighed. “I’ll see what I can do. Until then…” Wesley leaned in and pressed kisses along Jesse’s hairline, causing the boy to let out a lusty sigh. “…try to breathe, honey.”

Jesse watched the other boy glide across the Kitchen and into the Living Room, where Mr. Butler sat reading his Bible.

Wesley took a seat to to Mr. Butler and smiled. “Can I sit in the vestibule during church?”

“Do you have a problem with listening to parables and worshipping God?” Mr. Butler’s smile never wavered, but he did lay his Bible down at his side and look Wesley straight in the face.

Wesley turned pink, as he shook his head. “No, of course not. At least, I don’t think so.” The boy ran his fingers through his short blonde hair and sighed. “I’ve never gone to church, so I’m kind of nervous and, quite frankly, not open to anything they teach.”

“Oh, you aren’t receptive to loving your neighbor and living by the golden rule?” Mr. Butler smirked at Wesley’s obvious discomfort. “No, I suppose you would be receptive to that. You don’t like the ash throwing and sack clothes, right?”

Wesley shrugged, sheepishly.

“We don’t crawl along broken glass to save people’s souls, anymore.” Mr. Butler picked up his coffee cup and sipped at it, before setting it back on the coffee table. “They only do that in Latin America, because they are so easily persuaded by religion.”

“Daddy, do stop with the gross imagery so early in the morning.” Amanda walked in wearing a little pink teddy and her hair pinned up on the back of her head. “I was about to get a shower, when I realized the water had run cold. If you guys are going to be taking showers, please be considerate of others and conserve the heat.” With that Amanda turned on her heal and headed back up the stairs.

“Someone’s in a huff this morning.” Mr. Butler seemed delighted at his daughter’s little show of temper. “Reminds me of her mother.”

“Reminds me of my mother.” Jesse stood in the Kitchen doorway, his arms crossed over his chest.

Mr. Butler’s smile faded, but he nodded in agreement. “I always did like moody, strong-willed women. Suppose they made me feel safe. I could always look to hand the control over, if I was tired of running the show.”

Wesley nodded. It seemed logical. “You look really nice, Jesse. Why don’t you wear suits more often.”

Jesse grinned and sighed. “You’ve known me two days. How do you know my usual way of dress?”

“My knowledge is anecdotal, without a doubt, but I’m pretty sure you dress like a vagabond most of the time.” Wesley grinned wider, when he heard Mr. Butler laugh heartily.

“You tell him, Wesley. I’ve been trying to get him to dress like a gentleman for months, but he won’t do it. Maybe if he has someone worth doing it for…” Mr. Butler’s train of thought seemed to drift away, as he picked his Bible back up and started reading aloud. “Tell me therefore, which of them will love him most?” Mr. Butler gave Wesley a puzzled look and then smiled, sadly. Obviously, he didn’t know either.

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Wesley ended up listening to the sermon, partly awed but mostly confused, and he ended up leaving during the passing of the sacramental wine. He watched from the foyer, as Jesse took a second sip from the blood of Christ, and smiled. After the last of the chants were over, Wesley sighed his relief. The family was walking toward him and they could soon make their way back ‘home’.

“That wasn’t all bad, now was it?” Mr. Butler patted Wesley’s back and smiled at the boy.

Wesley shrugged and slowed up his gait, so that he could walk in between Jesse and Amanda. “What did you guys learn?”

“And Moses led Israel onward from the Red Sea, and they went out into the wilderness of Shur; and they went three days in the wilderness, and found no water.” Amanda smirked at Wesley and shrugged. “God provided, though.”

Wes nodded and looked over at Jesse. He leaned over and whispered so that only the other boy could hear. “Wasn’t he preaching in Latin?”

Jesse nodded. “She has many hidden talents.”

“I haven’t had a real drink in almost three days.” Amanda pondered out loud, before sighing and grabbing Wesley’s hand in her own. “Lets get drunk and go skinny dipping.”

Wesley rolled his eyes and shook his head, until he looked over at Jesse and saw the twinkle in his eyes. “Umm… okay.” Before he knew what was happening, Wes was dragged over to Amanda’s car and being shoved in the back seat. “Are you sure this is a good ide…” Wesley couldn’t finish his thought, seeing as how he had a squirming young man on lap lap and a tongue in his mouth.

“Get ‘im Jess.” Amanda looked in the back seat and whooped, before waving goodbye to her father and pulling out of the church driveway. “Hmm… I think Sister Mary Catherine saw, but she won’t tell the Father. I have some garbage on that old bird.”

The last thing Wesley was worried about was the Priest finding out about him and Jesse making out. The first thing was how he was going to manage to strip down to nothing in front of Amanda, while sporting a hardon for her brother. “Jesse, baby, slow it down. I have cummed in my pants in two years. I’d like to shoot for a record.”

Jesse squirmed on top of Wesley and sighed. “I’m sorry, Wes. I just really want…” Jesse leaned in and whispered in Wesley’s ear. “I really want you to fuck me."

“Now?” Wesley all but shouted. “Why not this morning? Why not last night?”

Jesse’s eyes filled with unshed tears. “No, not now. I just meant…” Jesse sighed and pushed himself up until he was straddling the other boy’s hips. “Well, I’m impatient.” Jesse ground his hardened cock into Wesley’s groin and sighed, lustily.

“Hey, Buhbuh, tone it down. If you mess up my interior I will set Gonzo on you. He’s wanted your ass for a long time, too.” Amanda adjusted her rear view mirror and looked back at the road.

“You guys are fucking nuts.” Wesley closed his eyes and groaned, as Jesse bounced up and down on his erection.

Jesse leaned down and licked Wesley from Adam’s apple to chin, opting to bite said chin once he reached it. “You have no idea.”

TBC

muse- These guys are fucking nuts.

george16- you have no idea.

muse- De ja vu, much?

george16- yup.

muse- Where the sex and where the hell is Blake?

george16- He’s probably getting screwed on a coffee table somewhere.

muse- Write about it.

george16- Or… you could bite my ass.

muse- *quirks brow*

george16- Eep! Please review! *runs away from evil ass biting muse*