TITLE: Memory, Family, and Demon
AUTHOR: Hidden Guardian
SERIES: "Rainbow Boys/High/Road" by Alex Sanchez
RATING: M ((hey, they're adults now))
SUMMARY: When Jason's mom suddenly dies, Jason has to drag up the painful memories of his abusive past to prove he is a better guardian for Melissa than his father. At home, Kyle has to prove to his parents that he's ready to face the unparalleled responsibility of his own family. Meanwhile, after a night of wild partying in LA, Nelson knows he cheated on Manny; now he has to face telling him.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of these beautiful boys, no matter how much I want to. That's probably for the best, though. Oh, the things I'd do to Jason….
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Be patient for Nelson's parts… I want to do the pattern Jason, Kyle, Nelson, but I also want to do a prologue with Jay, an interlude with Kyle, and Nelson gets the epilogue, so it will be a little bit before Nelson's first chappie.
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PROLOGUE - Jason
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Jason Carrillo wrapped his strong arms tighter around his boyfriend and gently kissed the back of his ear. Kyle laughed and turned over his shoulder to peck him a gentle kiss in return. Ever since Kyle had gotten home from Princeton two weeks ago, Jason had been a little, well… clingy, but that was because he had missed his boyfriend like crazy when they had been apart. Now they had an entire summer together, and the quickies and spontaneous moments that had driven them mad the summer before seemed like Paradise after weeks and weeks without each other.
"Do you have to work tomorrow?" Jason asked huskily, hoping that he might be able to stay late since Kyle's parents had conveniently left them by themselves to go with some friends to see a show.
"Not until the afternoon." Kyle grinned and grabbed his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "But can you wait a minute? I want to finally see the end of this movie."
Jason blinked, confused. "When we got it, you said that you've seen it a dozen times."
"Yeah, with Nelson, and he always talks all the way through, so shh!"
He snorted with laughter and reached for the huge bowl of popcorn, M&Ms, and peanuts they had been devouring as Kyle turned around to stare at the screen. Jason had really thought a movie about a political prisoner in jail in Buenos Aires would be kind of cool, but Molina reminded him way too much of Nelson and the pro-Nazism made him worry about his boyfriend. Still, Kyle seemed to be enjoying it, and he had let Jason watch "Transporter 2" first, so he wasn't going to complain.
He finished off the last of the bowl and picked up their empty Coke glasses. "Want me to go put this stuff in the sink?" he offered.
"Yes, whatever, shh!"
Amused, he walked around the back of the couch, afraid that Kyle would eat him or something if he walked in front of the TV. He dumped the ice down the drain then put the dishes in the sink. They had definitely grown more comfortable in each other's houses in the – what – year and a half? they had been 'friends'. Now, if Jason wanted something out of the fridge, he just took it. And Kyle would flip through his mom's magazines before she even got a chance to read them.
He went back into the living room and slipped behind Kyle, eyebrows rising. Since when had Kyle been on the floor leaning over the coffee-table? Apparently he had almost missed the only action-y part of the whole movie; that prancing queen, Molina, was racing through the streets with gunshots in the background. "What happened?"
"Shh! I'll explain it after." Kyle leaned back against his legs and grabbed his hand; apparently this was the part Nelson had always made him miss.
Jason watched Molina reach the get-away car only to be shot by the chick inside, then a short epilogue that he didn't really get. Only when the credits started rolling did Kyle turn around and smile up at him. "You're a lot better to watch movies with than Nelson," he teased.
Jason leaned down and gave him a peck. "Now what was that you said about waiting until the movie was done?" he purred.
Kyle grinned. "I wonder how late my parents will be out."
"Oh, come on, Kyle," he teased, "don't you think a little risk makes it sexy?" Really, he agreed – it would be mortifying to be caught – but they were mature enough that Kyle's parents shouldn't have a real problem with it… he hoped.
"What's that saying? 'Life's no fun without a little risk'?" Kyle gave him a soft kiss in return that warmed him from the stomach up. "Let's go upstairs."
They walked hand in hand to Kyle's room and Jason closed the door behind them. He frowned at the light bulb; he certainly didn't mind getting to see Kyle's sexy body, but it was way too harsh that late at night.
"I have an idea," Kyle assured, opening his closet and digging through the boxes tucked into the bottom. He came out with a small night-light and plugged it into the far wall. "See how that works."
Jason hit the light switch and immediately approved. The light was just strong enough that they wouldn't be blind, but not bright enough to be glaring. He walked up behind Kyle and slid his arms around his waist, pushing him gently towards the bed.
Kyle went easily, not resisting him at all. When they both fell backwards onto his bed, Kyle leaned up and gave Jason another kiss that made his head go fuzzy.
Their mouths parted and Jason felt Kyle's tongue slip into his mouth, sliding against his. His hands moved to Kyle's sides, sliding under his T-shirt and pushing it up until it was under his arms. He broke the kiss for just long enough to slip Kyle's shirt off and toss it mindlessly across the room, then returned to devouring him, lips first.
He could feel the tugging at his shirt as Kyle fought to get it open. He had to hold back a smirk; buttons seemed to be Kyle's hated arch-enemy in the heat of the moment. But what an ego-trip for him! He slowly pulled back, hearing the first notes of a disapproving whimper from his boyfriend, and helped him get the little buttons undone before tossing his own shirt in the same general direction as Kyle's.
Then they were chest to chest, feeling the warmth of each other's skin as tongues caressed and hands explored. Jason ran his hands over Kyle's strong shoulders and down his arms while his kisses moved down his boyfriend's neck. The skin was so smooth and soft – Kyle's skin finally clearing up completely – and when he sucked gently at his pulse-point, Kyle jerked underneath him.
"Hush," he whispered, brushing his nose against Kyle's ear before reaching down and sliding Kyle's pants and underwear down, shoving them off of the side of the bed.
Kyle's body was fantastic, but it looked especially sexy in the low lighting. The shadows made the small but firm muscles in his torso more pronounced and there wasn't an inch of fat on his entire skinny body. And as for more intimate observations… well, Jason wasn't by any means a size queen, but Kyle certainly wasn't lacking.
"Are you just going to stare, or are you actually going to do something?" Kyle breathed, bringing him back to reality.
He fiddled with his belt – wishing that he would have thought ahead and brought pajamas or something – and finally completed the mess of clothes strewn about the floor as their naked bodies pressed together.
As he kissed all over Kyle's shoulders and chest, he reached with one hand towards the bedside table, digging through pencils, papers, and other random things to the box of condoms Kyle had shoved in the back corner.
The progression from moving against each other to actual penetration had been gradual but more than satisfying. Something about making love with a guy just felt hotter; with Debra, he had never felt like he could completely let himself go because he might have hurt her without meaning to. But Kyle could take every bit of his passion, and could give just as well as he got.
When he finally pulled the wrapper out, Kyle gently took it from his fingers and tore it open. He had never really been bothered by his boyfriend's instance on protection – it wasn't a lack of trust; it was a safety issue – and when Kyle made it part of the fun, it was rather nice.
He absently stroked Kyle's honey-colored hair as the other squirmed awkwardly down the bed, and he groaned when he felt careful fingers touching him. And when they were finally ready, Kyle lay back against the pillows and gave Jason a look of total and complete trust.
Jason pressed forward and Kyle moaned softly, hands clutching at his arms. He kissed him gently, over and over, until he was completely inside of him. He nuzzled Kyle gently then pulled back to see if there was any trace of pain in his features, only to see his boyfriend looking calm and as gorgeous as he ever had.
They moved together, every shift of Jason's hips taking them both higher into the realm of passion, not because Jason dominated or because Kyle relented but because this was familiar, warm, and sweet.
"I love you," Kyle whispered in his ear as Jason leaned down to kiss his shoulder again.
He felt something vague but good spread all over his body every time he heard Kyle say those three soft words and whispered "love you back" in return. He could feel his muscles tightening as he strained towards that perfect finish, but he wanted to hold out for Kyle.
As soon as he felt fingernails dig into his shoulders, he knew Kyle was close. "Go on, Babe," he bit out, "do it."
Kyle moaned and drug his nails down Jason's back as a sudden stickiness coated their stomachs. Jason let himself go fully and came hard before collapsing, spent, with his head pillowed on Kyle's chest.
Long, delicate fingers ran through his dark curly hair as he caught his breath. Under his cheek, Kyle's sweat-soaked chest rose and fell, and he could hear his boyfriend's heart pounding. "That was great," he whispered, sitting up and reaching down to make sure the condom didn't get pulled off as he slid out of Kyle's body.
"Uhn! Y-yeah," Kyle brushed his fingers over Jason's cheek. "I think we need a wet washcloth or something."
Jason grinned and got up to get it since Kyle hated to move in the afterglow. He walked down to the bathroom and tossed the used condom away, tossing some tissues and stuff in there so that it wouldn't be obvious that they had fooled around. He got a washrag from under the sink, got it wet, and washed himself off before bringing it back to Kyle and wiping his chest clean.
"Sleep in here with me?" Kyle asked sweetly as Jason put the cloth on the side-table.
"What if your parents look in?"
"It's almost midnight. They won't look in if they get home this late, and even if they did, that's what blankets are for." He got out his contacts case and got the filmy lenses out (which it always creeped Jason out to watch).
Jason considered it, and then decided that there was no real harm. "Alright." He lay down next to Kyle and pulled the quilt up from the foot of the bed. Kyle snuggled into his chest and Jason wrapped his arms around him, their naked bodies warm against each other.
"What about the nightlight?" Jason asked lazily.
"Leave it. I'm too comfy to make you move."
He raised an eyebrow. "And who said I would be getting it?"
"I did," Kyle answered cheekily before giving him a warm kiss and falling asleep on his shoulder.