I am so excited to be publishing my first SUPER SLASH! Yes, I call it a Super Slash and that's because this is an all-cast slash. All the main character's are gay. Ponyboy/Johnny Sodapop/Steve Darry/Two-Bit Dallas/Tim = SUPER SLASH! I wish you knew how long I've been working on this! Since April. Yup, so if any of my stories are my "baby" it's this one!

I've got to warn you though, this chapter is LEMON! Yes, I do realize this is the first chapter but that's how it turned out. Please NO FLAMES.

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Ponyboy POV

Johnny and I have been renounced as a couple. The gang took it, to our surprise, pretty well. Their only regards and conditions were that we lock the door when we're...intimate.

Dally's exact words were, "Lock the goddamn door! I don't wanna walk in and see his dick up your ass!" Whereas Soda was a little more indirect saying, "Just remember to change the sheets. That's my bed, too." If you don't think that embarrassed the shit out of us, you're crazy!

So, have me and Johnny gone all the way? Well...yes. Turns out Johnny's not so innocent and quite recently I hit puberty, so I'm crazy hormonal. Don't get me wrong, we don't go at it like rabbits. We only do it when there's a window of opportunity. There's not too many windows though, seeing as the gang seems to always be present. I mean, they don't follow us around but it just seems as though they never leave. So, you'd better believe we do it when we have the chance.

Today happened to be one of those days where everyone had something to do and I was ready and waiting. Wherever Johnny was, he was keeping me waiting.

The man of the hour walked in less than 5 minutes later. "Where the hell have you been?" I asked, throwing myself at him. It really didn't matter where he was, as long as he was here now.

Not expecting to be ran into, Johnny staggered back and chuckled. "I didn't realize I'd be missed so much. I'm assuming we're alone, so how can I make it up to you?"

I thought about it. "Hm...Oh, I know! Let me be in charge this time!"

Johnny quirked an eyebrow. "What?"

"You know, let me be in charge. Take command? Make the decisions?"

"You mean like, be on top?"

I nodded. "Well, yeah but let me decide how we do it this time."

Johnny shrugged. "Okay, I guess."

I wanted to jump and clap my hands repeatedly, but that would be so un-tuff. "Perfect!" I held my arms out to him. "Carry me!" He looked at me incredulously. "I command you to carry me!"

Johnny rolled his eyes but nonetheless picked me up. "Where to, Madame?" He asked.

"Usual place, Squire." I said, and he walked back to my room. He placed me gently on the bed and was about to climb on too, but I put my hand out to stop him.

"What?" He asked.

"I command you to pull your shirt off." He smirked at me, pulled his shirt off and attempted to crawl on the bed. Again, I stopped him.

"What now?"

"Pull off your pants." He did that also removing his boxers, then tried to climb on again. "Wait!" I yelled. "Lock the door!" I almost forgot, thank God I didn't.

This time when he made to crawl on the bed, I let him. He crawled on top of me and began attacking my face with pecks and kisses. Even though I was enjoying it, I pushed up on his chest. "What do you think your doing?"

He looked at me, confusion sprawled heavily across his features. "Kissin' you?" He asked.

"I know that, but I don't remember saying you could be on top."

"Christ, Ponyboy! Maybe this is why you're never in charge; you let the power go straight to your head!" Johnny grumbled, as he shifted our positions.

I smiled smugly. "I'm gonna make you pay for that, you know." Johnny scoffed. "You doubt my awesome and amazing power?"

There was a pause. "Well..." Johnny dragged, smiling to let me know he was joking.

"Okay, we'll see, won't we?" I pulled my shirt off and tossed it aside. "If you don't regret those words, my name ain't Ponyboy Michael Curtis." I began grinding our hips together, getting absolutely, pleasurable friction.

As I felt him harden underneath me, I asked, "You like that, huh?"

He moaned hotly in response and it took all my will not to let him plow me right there. I slid up to his pelvis (with a little more force than necessary) and made myself comfortable.

"What're you doing?" he asked, confusion clearly leaked into his words.

I started assaulting his chest with passionate, meaningful kisses. "Makin' you pay." I answered, nonchalantly. I licked at the small nubs of flesh on Johnny's chest and ground my hips into his higher pelvis. He was defiantly turned on, I could tell by the way I felt his manhood turn up and poke me in the butt.

I looked up from where I was and saw him beginning to orgasm in front of me. In that moment, I got up and pulled off my pants, boxers sliding off with them. I let my eyes wonder over his evenly tanned body, letting my orbs linger a fraction longer at his dick now turned up and resting on his upper pelvis- lower abdominal, where I was previously sitting.

Once again, the urge to let him fuck me into the bed came but I wanted this revenge to be perfect. I sat up higher on his stomach ignoring his erecting member. Sometime, among all this 'action' I had become achingly erect. Making sure Johnny's eyes were on me, I began pumping my cock, immediately relieving some of the pain.

Johnny watched me with hungry eyes and attempted to move his hands to his throbbing member, but I grabbed it in time, pinning both his hands above his head with my left hand. I'd always been a right handed masturbate-er.

"C-come on, P-pony! I need it down th-there!" Johnny whisper-yelled.

"Not till I say so." I said, focusing on making my member weep and maybe splurge. It wasn't long before I came, what with Johnny writhing sexily underneath me and moaning occasionally. I came all over his face. I bent down to lick up my seed off his sex-flushed cheeks.

"Oh god! Ponyboy, come on!" He pleaded. I kneo how painful an erection can be and I didn't want to keep him in pain forever.

I slid down so I rested on his crotch swiveling my hips as I licked down his stomach to his member. I licked his rock-hard cock once, before hoovering my entrance above it. Aiming his cock, I slowly slid myself on.

By this time, his orgasm had rocketed the charts! He moaned loud enough for the neighborhood to hear. I guess I kept him wanting a minute too long. Oh well, he'd have great release.

I slowly began to move myself, rocking like a cowboy on a horse. Slow, antagonizing movements. Johnny, hornier than ever, had finally become fed up with my slow pace. He began jerking his hands to get free of my grip.

I was so focused on what I was doing and how much pleasure I was having to notice and let my fingers ease. His hands flew to my hips and he turned us over so he was on top. The movement was too quick and I hadn't realized what happened. Even as he was pounding into me. This was defiantly the fastest we'd ever gone. (Johnny always feared breaking me even though I truly wanted to go at least a few beats faster.)

When I finally realized what all had happened, I looked up at him. He, however, was focusing on his member that was repeatedly ramming in and out off my ass. That was strange to me; Johnny always looks at me or closes his eyes when we do this.

Now he was grumbling incoherently. I managed to catch some bits and pieces though. "Come on! Almost there! …wait... hold on..." And so on.

His new-found attitude aroused me to a new level. I reached to my throbbing member and pumped it eager for a second release.

"Oh god! Ponyboy!" Johnny yelled, and he came heavily inside me. It was a long, heavy stream off his cum filling me up and overflowing. He moaned really long and his eyes fluttered close, his body jolting as he rode out his climax. His noises caused me to spill my seed on our stomachs.

With a grunt, he finally quit ejaculating and collapsed on top of me, gasping for air. I was still in complete shock of the whole "change-in-attitude" thing with Johnny.

"Johnny...what was...?" I hadn't even realized I was talking.

"What?" Johnny asked, confused.

"Never mind." I grumbled. Johnny said nothing, just fell asleep on top of me. I followed suit not to long afterward.

Ponyboy POV

I lay awake beside Johnny, just staring at my love. Was that really Johnny? Did he...did he really do that? He must have, I mean, we must have considering the fact that we both rest here naked under the cum-stained sheets.

But still, the question remained in the air; why had this encounter been so different? I subconsciously reached out and ran my fingers through Johnny's thickly greased hair. Stroking lightly as I watched him sleep. He had a "dreamers frown" that made him look so young and helpless, even more so when he's awake.

As I was making my sixth swipe through his hair, his hand flew up and caught mine. His frown quickly turned up into a smile. "You know it's hard to sleep when you're constantly touching my hair like that."

My cheeks burned. "Sorry." I mumbled.

He opened his eyes. "Naw, it's alright. Feels good." I gazed deeply into his dark brown orbs trying to find the beast that was Johnny last night; there was no trace. "What?" Johnny asked.

"Nothin'." I answered. There was an awkward moment of silence before I cleared my throat. "We should...we should probably change these." I held up the sheets that, to no one's surprise, were still stained with dried cum.

"Oh," Johnny blushed slightly before rolling out of bed. He pulled on his boxers and started tugging at the sheets. "You gonna get out first, or do I gotta make you?"

"Hm? Oh! Yeah, hold on." I climbed out too and pulled on my underwear, totally aware that Johnny was watching me the whole time. "You strip and I'll get new ones."

Johnny nodded and I headed over to the closet. The supply of clean sheets was dwindling fast, Darry'd better start washing them soon. I grabbed ones that were dark red and tossed them at Johnny who was bunching up the dirty ones.

The bed was quickly redressed in silence.

"Let's go get some breakfast." I mumbled and started for the door.

Before I made it too far, Johnny caught me around the waist. "Hold on," he started. "What's the matter? Did I do something wrong?"

I let confusion slip across my features. "What?"

"You've been quiet all morning, something's wrong."

"No, just hungry." I said, it was only a half lie and when my stomach growled in reinforcement, Johnny let me go with a smile.

"Go ahead."

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