I'm Vince. And right now, pretty much everyone knows me as a dick. My past love - who I still don't think I can live without - Steven, his new boy toy, a tall silver fox by the name of Gortume. Though I won't say he's unattractive, I will say he can't make Steve squeal like I could. Then there's Jeff and Whitey. I don't know when they hooked up, and I can't say I'm excited for them, but it's obvious that Jeff completes Whitey, and Whitey's intelligence has increased. At least a little bit. They all think I decided to completely abandon them. They all think I jumped out of the carts on our way to Sky's house and left them all, to give myself a better chance at life. That I left Steve, breaking his heart. As far as Sage and Brandon know, I can't be sure. But they don't like me.

Oh, how little they know about me now.

I've made some decisions I regret. Some choices I can never take back. And a few problems that will remain with me for the rest of my life. I decided I'll tell you about these issues. But where to start...where to start...I think I know. When I was with the group, on our way to Sky's house. Seems like a good starting point.

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I smirked at Steven's sexy, lean body as he stood bent over at the lakeside. He was wringing out his shirt along with Whitey, helping him clean up his clothes. I sat by the fire with Jeff, who was going through his backpack shyly. I knew what he was hiding - he'd found my vibrator. Stolen it from me, really. I must have forgotten to pack it when we had to rush away from that Bananarine hospital. I didn't mind that he had it now. Might as well put it to good use. You could practically feel his jealousy of Steven and I's relationship. Who could blame him? We were pretty loud at night.

Steve and Whitey finally came over to the campfire which sat in the center of our tents. It was dark outside and we didn't have any light to see where we were driving. Whitey sat on a separate log from Jeff, and I sat on another log which Steve came over to. He took his seat very close to me and rested his head on my shoulder. I gave him a peck on the side of his head and I knew he was smiling.

"Welp, I'm going to bed early," Jeff said abruptly with a small blush. It was easy to notice the bulge in his pants, especially when he turned to go into his tent. Whitey let out a sad sigh, and it was easy to tell what it meant. All he could do was jack off to thoughts of whatever or whoever he was into. Jeff had the vibrator. I had Steve, and Steve had me. We'd been together for about a year now, after living in that shitty tree house he insisted we build. It was better than sleeping in a hole or in a tent. It was safe and cozy. I sighed, remembering those days. Much better than living in the middle of a zombie apocalypse. Definitely.

Whitey shifted nervously. "I think I gotta take a number two," he said as he stood up and went into the woods. I looked slyly over at Steven, who had moved his head from my shoulder and was staring into my eyes.

"You too tired?" Steve asked with a smile as he placed one of his soft hands on my cheek. I looked him up and down. His handsome face and lovely body were all it took to keep me up. One of my hands went to his back and the other around his head, and I pulled him into me fiercely. Our lips met and we were fighting for dominance, but I pushed him down onto the ground and bit his lower lip. He let out a purr and I grinned devilishly. My tongue slipped into his mouth and he moaned into the kiss. Steve was never the dominant one, being more feminine than any partner he'd ever been with.

I snaked my hand down his side slowly, but was cut off as Steven's hand went and grabbed my bulge, rubbing it through my pants. "Mmph.." I gasped in Steve's mouth. I pulled his hand away and took his other hand, then pinned them above his head. I was straddling him, and Steve raised his hips to crash into mine. We both shuddered at the impact and I moved my mouth from his to his neck, sucking harder with every moan he gave. "You never did like it gentle, did you?" I whispered into his ear, panting.

"Not after you've abused me so well, Vincey," he said as he sat up and pinned me down, catching me by surprise. I felt my pants torn from my body, and then my boxers. I turned my head to see them being thrown to the side, then turned back in time to see Steve dive onto my hardened member. His mouth was so warm and wet, and he knew how to make me tick. He took every inch of me in with five good sucks, his right hand playing with my balls as the other ran along my abdomen. I twitched as he hummed, deep throating me in that perfect way of his. Waves of pleasured rippled up my spine, and I arched my back, pushing deeper into Steven's throat. I quickly pulled away, though, and a frown appeared on Steve's face.

I pulled him to me and our lips merged again, our tongues swirling, saliva slowly dripping out of the corner of my mouth. My hands went to Steve's pants and I pushed them down to his ankles, followed by his boxers, then he kicked them both completely off. As he straddled me, I took both of us in one hand, grinning as Steve let out a long moan. "Oohh...Vince..." he cooed, and I let go of us then pulled his face roughly next to mine, so that my mouth was at his ear.

"You're gonna have to say my name louder than that," I growled, and I felt his tongue against the shell of my ear. My hands went to his hips and I angled him so my erection was aimed at his entrance. My cock rubbed against it a few times, the pre-cum moistening the hole, then it slipped in. Steve's head snapped back and his mouth opened wide, and a long drawling moan of pleasure escaped him. I purred in the ecstasy, and it became a growl the farther I went into him.

My nails dug into his waist where I held onto him, and soon Steve was riding me at a steady pace on my full length. I felt his entrance contracting around me and I tilted my head back in a louder moan. My eyes made contact with Steve's, and he had a fierce look in his. I flipped myself over him violently, smashing him onto the ground on his back, then in one swift thrust I was in him again.

"Ahh...VINCE!" Steven shouted, wrapping his legs around my waist and shutting his eyes as he arched his back into my chest. As I pumped, I licked up from his collarbone to his jawline, and felt him quiver beneath me. Steve moaned and arched again. I slowed down, going lightly into him. I felt his aching cock against my abs as it twitched, and he mewed in a pitiful way. "Vince...mmph..please..." he begged, wanting all of me hard and fast.

I pulled out to where only my tip was in him, and positioned myself in just the right place - when I came slamming into him I hit his sweet spot, and he let me know it, too. Steve's perfect body contracted and arched as he screamed out, repeating my name in between gasps and moans of pleasure. Three...I pounded into him the same way, a shudder rushing through my and I let out a moan. Two...Steve wrapped around me, sweaty and hot from my work. One...with one last thrust, Steve's entrance tightened around me and he let out a shriek, "VINCE!" I joined him with a loud moan as we both came to our climax. He arched into me and I hid my face in the crook between his neck and shoulder.

I pulled out slowly, then collapsed onto Steve, my face still buried in his neck. I felt his hand run along my stomach, wiping off his cum, and then reaching to his entrance and collecting the excess of mine that leaked out of him. I moved my head so that the side of my face rested on his arm, and watched as he licked the hand with our cum clean. Steven turned to face me, our noses touching, and he smiled. "I love you, Steve." I murmured.

His breath was hot against my lips when he replied, "I love you, too, Vince."

I grabbed our clothes after I had shakily stood up, then followed him to the tent. I tossed the clothes in the corner then joined him in our sleeping bag. His eyes were half closed, and I was tired as well. My eyes were just closing when I felt Steve turn to face me, tears welling up in his eyes. "What's wrong?" I asked urgently, pulling him even closer. He shook his head and closed his eyes tight. I cupped his face in my hands and stared at him intently, asking him again what was wrong.

"I...I can't...l-lose...you..." Steve managed to choke out, obviously trying not to cry. But a few tears still fell. I wiped them away gently. With shaky hands, he reached around my neck. I kissed his forehead, as more tears escaped.

"I don't know what makes you think I'd ever leave you?" I asked, slightly hurt. Steve just stared at me, with saddened eyes and a tear streaked face. "Steven. I don't understand." My voice was starting to shake and crack, I was searching his eyes to find out what he meant.

"You're my everything," Steven replied with a raspy, serious voice. It took me by surprise, the way he said it. It was said in a demanding way, as if the world would end if I would ever go away. He'd said this before, but it never hit me like this...It was meaningful, how he said it this way. I pulled him close, and he hid his face in my neck as I had earlier, his arms around me and his legs around my waist. I rolled slowly so that I was on my back, and I was a pillow for him. Steve cried quietly for only a few more minutes, and I'll admit that I had a few tears well up in my eyes.

We weren't sad. I had misread Steve's expression. We were happier than ever.

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[A/N - I absolutely loved writing this. Writing flashbacks to me is so much fun! Plus Steven and Vince are such an awesome couple. Criticism is accepted. Be warned that there won't be as many steamy sexy love scenes as there are in Luna Elune's Love Adventures, since this is only Vince's perspective of most of the story, and it starts in between episodes 2 and 3. Enjoy! :) - LDD]