Nanowrimo 2008

Author Notes: Here you go.


The two boys at down to eat dinner. It seemed Jonathan and Suzie had eaten earlier. Eric had opted to wait for his twin, which Kyle wished he hadn’t. Kyle would have rather eaten dinner alone. All Kyle could think about was the night and his upcoming punishment. Eric thought along the same lines, making Eric grin a very scary grin. Mom was still at work, so Eric wasn’t subtle with his advances. When Eric was chewing, he hand kept sneaking down to Kyle’s groin. The first time, Kyle almost chocked out of surprise. All in all, it was a very tense dinner.

After dinner they cleaned up after themselves. Eric even helped, which was very rare for him. After it was clean, Eric forced them into their shared room.

Kyle turned to face his brother, eyes downcast. He was waiting to be sentenced to his fate. Eric smiled as an idea came up to him. He smirked. “I am not going to punish you tonight.”

Kyle looked at him with hope in his eyes. “Really?”

“Yes.”

Suspicion ate at Kyle. “Why? What is the catch?”

Eric chuckled darkly. “You’ll see in the morning. You better get some sleep, baby brother.”

The twins got ready for bed. As they slid under the covers, Eric was thinking about what he planned for his dear, dear brother. Kyle, on the other hand, could not shake the fear out of him. If Eric was not punishing him right away, he knew the punishment he would receive would be bad. Eric fell asleep easily, while Kyle tossed and turned, too scared to relax and shut his brain off. After what seemed like hours, he finally was able to close his eyes. He went into a restless sleep, images of torture entering his dreams.
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At another house, outside, Alex had just pulled up. He was waiting for Darren to get out so he could get to his apartment to do some studying. He was working full time as a waiter at Outback, while trying to get his masters degree in the fine arts for music education. No matter how busy he was, he always made time for his family and his “fun”.

When Darren did not make a movie to get out of the car, Alex turned around in his seat to look in the backseat. “What are you waiting for?”

“I need for you to hear something.”

“What is it?”

Darren pulled out the tape recorder and pressed play. The conversation him and Kyle had had earlier, was repeated. There was no mistaking what was being said. As Alex listened, he became more and more sad.

When it was over, Darren looked into his brother’s eyes. “I thought you should know so you do not chase after a lost cause.”

“Get out”. It was whispered. It was so soft, Darren did not even realize something had been said, until Alex said it louder. “Get Out!”

“But Big Brother—

“GET OUT!!!” This time it was screamed.

Darren jumped out of the car, partly in fright. He had never seen his brother look so angry. He watched as his brother rapidly pulled out of the drive, not even checking to make sure it was clear. Darren was worried. “Maybe I should not have told him.” He quickly shrugged off the thought. He thought, ‘Kyle is a flake. If they had gotten together, Kyle would just have hurt him worst by breaking up with him. I am saving Alex from extra pain. He has not known Kyle long enough to develop true feelings. I am a saint.’ Even to himself, it sounded like he was simply trying to justify his actions.

As Alex was driving, tears slid down his cheek on their own accord. He kept whispering, “Stop crying, stop crying”. It was his own personal manta right now. His mantra was not doing a damn thing. His car started to swerve within his lane. Alex knew enough and was an experienced enough drive to know when to stop. His emotions were all out of whack, which made for some serious dangerous driving.

He saw a McDonalds and pulled in. He might as well get something to eat. It was either this, or left over pizza. Alex had not had time to go shopping as of yet. As he found a parking space, he realized it was surprisingly crowded, both inside and in the drive through.

He walked inside and waited a few minutes in line before ordering a chicken sandwich and an extra large coke, stiff sniffling. He would just work out a little extra in the gym this week. He waited about five more minutes before being handed his order. He sat at a table where no one was.

As Alex was eating another guy sat at the table next to his. At first, he did not pay the guy any attention. He casually looked to his side and saw the guy staring at him. When the guy saw he had Alex’s attention, he gave wink. “My name is Kevin. You’re Alex, right?”

”Do I know you?”

Kevin smiled. “We have not met formally. I work at Outback with you though..We usually have the same shift.”

“Oh,” Alex was a bit embarrassed. “I’m sorry for not recognizing you.”

“No problem. The reason I sat next to you is because you look a little down.”

His thoughts then turned to Kyle. “I guess I am.”

“Maybe I can help.”

“I do not think you will be able to. I like this person. I have a different sort of lifestyle, and I thought this person accepted it. Because of that, I thought I had a chance. It turns out he—I mean this person—doesn’t.”

Kevin laughed, but with no malice behind. “You’re gay. It’s ok, I am too.”

“I am usually the kind who does not get upset when someone is not interested in me. It goes with the territory of being a Dom—“

“Dom?”

“It was that lifestyle I mentioned.”

“Really? I practice it too. The only difference is I’m a switch. I can be either.”

“That’s nice, but what’s your point?’

Kevin reached under Alex’s table until his hand found Alex’s cock through the pants. “Maybe you just need someone to get your mind off this stupid boy. I have been told I am a pretty good fuck. I will even be sub for you”

Alex was always very cautious when it was someone he did not know. “Are you in a relationship with a Dom?”

“I see you are very cautious. That is a good thing in a Dom. No, I do not have anyone steady. I do not like steady things.”

“Do you have a car here.”

“No, I walked.”

“Let’s go.” Alex threw away his unfinished meal and walked briskly to his car. Throughout the drive to Alex’s apartment, his thoughts then turned to Kyle again. He was not sure why he was so love-stuck by one boy. What was so special about him? He never felt this way about anyone before. Alex’s thoughts then turned to Kyle’s twin. There was something about that kid that did not seem right about him. It seemed Kyle was nervous when he saw his twin waiting outside. His contemplative thoughts about the sinister seeming twin were interrupted as he pulled into the parking garage.

When the two finally reached inside the apartment and closed the door, Alex slammed Kevin against the door, kissing him hard. Kevin moaned into the kiss.

Somehow, they made it into Alex’s bedroom. Clothes were discarded. There was no foreplay, no scene, and no nothing that was typical in a Dom/sub relationship. It was just hard, emotionless sex. When Alex came, he didn’t make a noise. Inwardly, he was visualizing Kyle’s beautiful face in the throws of passion. He collapsed after he made sure Kevin had released.

Alex turned away from Kevin, not wanting to see him. He thought of Kyle, who probably would have been disgusted if he knew what had transpired. He could feel the blood rushing to his nether regions. He wanted to take a nice, cold shower.

He got out of bed, but not without Kevin noticing his new erection. “Already? Want me to take care of that for you, I give great head.”

Alex did not turn to face him. “I am taking a shower. By the time I get out, I want you to be gone, understand?”

Kevin turned angry. “What are you going to do, fuck me and then dump me?”

“You said you wanted to help me forget about Kyle. It did not work. All I could see was him when I came. You have ten minutes to get dressed and get out. Do you need money for a cab.”

“No I do not, you self-centered prick. Thanks for nothing.”

“Whatever.”

Alex then entered the bathroom and closed the door. Alex turned on the water to as cold as possible. He sighed in relief as it pounded his body. He wondered how Kyle would look in shower. He grew harder. “Shit.” He gripped his erection and started to massage it, playing with his balls. Visions of Kyle lathering soup and massaging it on his cock urged him on. He started panting heavily, knowing he was close. He gripped his shaft, and came with a groan all over his hand. He breathed deeply, trying to catch his breath. He stood up from his position of leaning against the wall and shut the water off.

He wrapped a towel around his waist and ventured outside of his bathroom. He breathed a sigh of relief, seeing his unwanted guest already gone. He went to his dresser draw and pulled out silk, black boxers that felt nice to the touch. Secretly, he wondered if Kyle would like how they looked on him. It was a huge contrast to his hair.

As he got into the bed made for two, he could not help feeling depressed.
He was so desirable to so many fish, yet he could not catch the one fish he wanted more than anyone. If one thought about it, it was truly ironic. It was even a little funny. As he finally fell asleep, his last thought was of Kyle’s smiling face that no one could ever hurt without feeling even a little bit of guilt.

Author Notes: R&R.