Hello once again! I'm so glad to see people reading my humble fanfiction! Sorry it's technically Saturday (I'm uploading at midnight) so yeah! ENJOYYYYYYYYYYY!
Chapter 2 Pink granite and Brooding:
Jack paused near the large piece of pink granite to catch his breath. He slumped down, still furious with Ralph. "How dare he insult my hunters!" Jack yelled throwing a large stone, actually he more so dropped it, right on his foot. "Son of a bitch!" He yelled scolding the rock. He unconsciously flinched expecting a hard smack. Back at the academy such language would never have been tolerated. A lot of things wouldn't have been tolerated. Jack looked to the sky and squinted at the sun, brushing his ginger hair out of his face. Jack pouted for a while letting the occasional frustrated tear fall onto his knees tightly tucked against his chest.
Finally his mind wandered to Ralph. He was smart, but he just never agreed with Jack. "Why does he hate me so much" Jack thought. "Doesnt he understand we need to hunt the beast? Doesn't he understand that we need meat!?".Regardless that boy always payed an unusual amount of attention to him, and more than a few times he caught the short blonde looking directly at his private area. The first time he saw was when they were first meeting, Ralph gave an excuse he couldn't remember now and Jack believed him. However no matter how many times Ralph brushed these incidences off, Jack always felt very embarrassed. But the more time he spent with him the more he felt strangely, subtly, affectionate towards him.
Jack knew he was bi-sexual from a young age. His father (whom his Mum had ran away with Jack from) was a porn addict and occasionally he would see him looking in a "funny book" with 2 people doing something Jack had only recently learned from Roger (a fellow chorister and Jack's "wingman") was called sex,making love,fucking,banging,screwing, a roll in the hay, and SEVERAL other terms Roger had taught Jack.
Over the years of looking at the pictures in the "funny books" he noticed that he found both the ladies and men in the pictures attractive and would sometimes steal them at night and look in learned this way the differences between boys and no matter how much he saw, he never quite understood how it worked. Once when he was 7 he stumbled upon the terms Homosexual and bi-sexual in a magazine (not a"funny book") and saw than any of "them" would surely burn in hell, he realized that he was one because he liked men just as much a women. This troubled him at first, but once he joined the choir, that took his mind off it.
Once he saw his dad touching his "area". It was hard and stood up. It was quite honestly a horrifying experience for the 4 year old Jack. Jack never understood what was happening, until a few days after his 11th birthday. He woke up and his was hard. He was scared and just waited a while and it went away. He recalled what he saw his father doing and the next time it happened (after choir rehearsal at home) he began to slowly slide a finger up and down the length. He felt the tightness near his navel relieve itself so he continued. He took it in his hand and rubbed until it started to feel really good, not long after white liquid spurted out. This startled him at first but over the months before the plane crash he had become accustomed. He hadn't had one of "those" experiences since. He occupied himself with hunting, so he was always either tired or busy. In his free time he would either swim, or be off hanging out with the other hunters.
One day while hunting he saw two pigs doing what the people did in the pictures, this intrigued him and he just watched. He would occasionally see other animals do it too, he had only ever seen pictures so this gave him a better understanding of the "in's and out's" of the process. (a/n in's and out's lol ;))
Jack snapped back to reality and stared at his pants. Why did Ralph look there so much. What was so spectacular about there to attract so much attention from him. Was Ralph a faggot? "No, he's too smart. Boy's like that don't like other boys...right" Jack mumbled to himself almost completely forgetting his anger. He spent the next while deciding if Ralph was or was not a homosexual. He eventually decided that this was the only logical answer to his strange behaviour. Jack's mind then wandered to the boys long blonde hair, the smell of his smooth tanned skin, his sharp sea green eyes. Jack had never fully appreciated how beautiful he was, or handsome, whatever the proper term would be, he was it. Jack continued to think about Ralph and his features, his short stature yet broad strong shoulders. Jack wondered what it would be like to kiss him, Jack had decided that Ralph would want to kiss him too, considering the unusual amount of attention he received and the fact Ralph was (in Jack's mind at least) a homosexual. Jack didn't think he was bad looking either so why not?
The more he thought about snogging the blonde angel the less angry he felt. He thought about how nice it must feel to hold him. Jack's body was developing at a pretty fast rate, doubled with all the hard work he endured daily, he was taller than Ralph and wasn't particularly muscular, but he had a nicely toned body, as opposed to his wiry figure from when they had crashed. Soon Jack had exhausted himself from running, crying, brooding, and critical thinking. Not noticing the small jolt of energy near his groin when he started thinking about Ralph's "lower" body he curled up and fell asleep against the large pink rock. Dried tears settling on his cheeks.
And that's it! Again sorry it was short! Also I'm sorry if the "porn addiction" thing offended anyone! So I'll see ya Monday I guess! Later! *3*