Disclaimers: I do not own The Outsiders or anything that has to do with the plot or characters in the book. Because, if I did neither Johnny or Dally would've died and there would only be yaoi scenes!
A/N: Welcome one and all to chapter two of The Life and Times of Sodapop Curtis! Because, of your support, and my best friend begging me to death to write the next chapter, I have decided to continue on! Hurray! Well this time I won't make the author note so long so you guys can read! Just remember, Yaoi, lemons, and incest! Don't like, don't read! Simple! Kaa, go ahead and fulfill your happiness and I will see you at the end!
Oct. 17, 3:04P.M.
Dear Journal,
Ponyboy came into my room a few minutes ago, reciting a poem by this guy named Robert Frost called Nothing Gold Can Stay. He said I should go watch a sunset with him one day while thinking about the poem. So a few minutes later he came back with a sheet of paper and he wrote the poem down and asked me to read it out loud. I stumbled a bit but then understood. When I finished, out of nowhere I just yelled, "Stay Green!" Ponyboy laughed then called me a hippie then left. Man that boy sometimes makes me wonder…..
I carefully slid my journal back under my old bed and closed the door shut behind me. Even though I haven't written for a while, I still remember the basics and that kept me hopeful. I heard lots of out bursts and laughing downstairs but ignored it while I went into Ponyboy's room, hoping he was in there. I quietly opened the door but kept it cracked enough for me to see inside. I looked around the room until I found Pony on the floor looking at a magazine. I couldn't see what he was reading and was about to open the door when all of a sudden he unbuttoned his pants and slowly slid his hand inside. I heard a little moan come out of him, then he began rubbing up and down in his pants, slowly closing his eyes and started a smooth rhythm with his body and moving hand. He continued this as I stared in disbelief. My baby brother, masturbating probably to a Playboy and is enjoying it. Soon his pants began to get wetter and wetter the longer he did this. Soon a small patch of wetness was on the floor and I heard him moan in pleasure. I quickly closed the door softly, knowing he was reaching his climax soon and would have to get up and change.
I went back to my room, keeping the whole scene in my head and playing it over and over again. At that moment I knew my chances were slim. I heard a knock at my door and I said, "Come in." Johnny walked slowly with his head down and closed the door slowly before looking at me.
"Hey, Soda."
"Hey, Johnnycake. What's up?"
"Nothin'. Just wondering are you coming with them to the movies tonight? It's a double feature and Dally wants to find a hot one tonight."
I consider it for a moment then shook my head. "Nah, I think I'll skip this one."
"Oh, ok." Johnny was about to turn and leave but then said, "Do……Do you mind if I stay here tonight? I really don't want to go home to my folks. Or be alone."
"Sure, I don't have a problem."
"Thanks Sodapop. I'll see you later." Then he left.
8:16P.M.
"Hey, Soda, Johnny. Ya'll sure you don't wanna come with us?"
"Yeah." Me and Johnny said to Darry as he grabbed Ponyboy's coat out the closet.
"Alright. We'll be home later on. Johnny you can stay the night if you want."
"Ok, thanks Darry" Johnny said as everyone left. We heard the car drive off.
"So, Soda. Whatcha wanna do?"
"Uh, I don't really mind anything really."
"Oh, ok. Well we can just watch some TV I guess."
I walked over with Johnny behind me and we sat on the couch and searched for the remote. When we found it we searched through the channels, but found nothing to watch. After a while, we just left it on some Spanish soap opera. After a while Johnny started to lean on me. I breathed deeply smelling the grease that was in his hair and leaned back. I knew this was wrong. I knew it. It could jeopardize everything. But my emotions took the best over me and I slowly bent down in kissed Johnny on the lips before he knew what was happening. I was surprised that he didn't flinch or back away, he just continued kissing me back like it was the right thing to do.
As we stopped and let some distanced between us to catch our breaths, I waited for the words that I knew were coming. But, as minutes passed, he said nothing. Just staring at me with those soft eyes of his like a sad puppy. Then he said, "Soda."
"Yes?"
"I want you…"
That was all I needed to hear. I pressed my lips against his, licking the bottom of his lip, asking for entry. He obliged, letting his hot air go through my mouth as our tongues fought over control. I grabbed the back of his head, pulling him closer to me, not wanting to let go. I slowly picked him up and carried him upstairs while still kissing him passionately. I kicked opened my Ponyboy's room door and softly laid Johnny on the bed. I climbed on top of him and started to pull open the buttons of his shirt, kissing and sucking on the sensitive parts of his neck. He moaned out loud which almost made me go over the top. I once I got his shirt off went to his nipples, sucking and nibbling them as he continued moaning, pushing my head close to his chest. I moved my hand over his rough chest, memorizing all the bruises and scratches he had. I wanted to do more, make his experience the best time of his life but I could see in his eyes, he wanted it now.
"Johnnycake, are you sure you want this?"
"Yes." He said without hesitation. I pulled down his pants and looked at the throbbing bulge in his pants. I wanted it. I wanted him. But, I knew as much as I did, he wasn't the one I wanted to experience this moment with. I loved Johnny, but not like this. I shook my head and got up. Johnny, clearly confused looked at me then with an evil grin, attacked me. I struggled to get up and tried to push him off but he was too strong and was pushing me into the wall. Hell, it hurt. Badly.
"Johnny!" I tried to scream but no sound came out. I thrashed about but just couldn't get away.
"Johnny!" I tried again but still I was silent. He turned around for a moment and flicked a switchblade in front of my face.
"Smile, Soda. Smile."
I woke up in a cold sweat. Confused. Upset. And crying.
A/N: Well thanks for reading! I don't feel like saying much except, review, review, review! Ok, see you next time in chapter 3!
