Chapter Two

As Charlie slid down his front, with thoughts in his head of whether or not he should chase after Daniel or throw it off because all that really should matter is the love between him and his girlfriend. Shouldn't the girlfriend be more important than a best friend? Before his thoughts could go any further, Charlie felt heard his cell phone ring and quickly ran upstairs his towel falling to the ground. He quickly answered trying to catch his breath, "H-h-h-hello?" He held his chest, Charlie could feel his heart pounding like thunder against a house rooftop during the springtime.

Charlie's foster mother Amy Trainer answers, "Hello sweetheart-wait, are you having sex with someone?" She places her hands on her hips in disbelief and unapproved. Charlie smacks his forehead then lunges for the water on his nightstand and drinks it quickly, "No, no I just had company and they left and I ran up the stairs to answer the phone and…

"Look, I don't care if your screwing yourself over, I just want you to make sure that your safe and that you or anyone else won't give you AIDS."

"But I wasn't having sex-

"If you're done denying your active sex life, I'd like to finish telling you what I called for in the first place."

"Ok. But for the record my girlfriend is in New York and I'm alone at home."

"Anyways… You could tell she didn't want to fight over this particular subject anymore …I'm afraid we have to cancel our dinner plans tonight."

"Did something more important come up?" Anytime Charlie had plans or tried to bond with his foster parents, someone always had to change their plans, he just about had enough of it, but knew these days, not everyone had time to spend or even wanted to be around Charlie. He was always seen as the "odd man out", he even was voted in high as "most likely to never fit in" that is before his bad acne went away and was the quarterback on the football team.

"I'd rather tell you the news when we're all together, face-to-face."

The worry in her voice concerned him, but he decided to wait for a convenient time, he had to way too much on his plate to add some more onto it, "Sure. When can I see you all again?"

"Soon sweetheart. I promise. Love you." She hangs up the phone.

"Love you too mum." Great, a beautiful Sunday afternoon close to the evening time and no absolute plans whatsoever. What is a man to do?

Mrs. Jenkins from across the street wolf-whistles, "Hey sweetheart. Coming my way?"

Random Guy: "Yea why don't you come down here and show me what kind of sex drive you have?"

Charlie stood there confused at all the commotion going on, then he noticed that he never closed his shades from the time he came out of the shower. He looks down to see his junk reflecting in the sunlight and the whole neighborhood gathering by the front of his house, "Shit!" He quickly closes his curtains and scurries to find something to wear.

Chapter Three
Six o'clock at night

After several hours of TV watching and thinking about what his foster mother was so nervous about, Charlie decided to call Daniel, hoping he was still awake. Daniel does tend to drift off to sleep whenever he's bored or doing nothing on the weekend. Daniel quickly awakens from his sleep to answer his Blackberry, "Hello?" he mumbles. Charlie's face brightens, "Hello sleepyhead, do you think you can take sleeping off your schedule to have some fun with your best friend?" Daniel tries to rub the sleep out of his eyes, "Hmm? Oh yea sure. When…W-what time?" He yawns loudly into the speaker. "Whoa….maybe another time then?" He chuckles, "Well meet me at your favorite restaurant at 8, and try not to be late this time." He hangs up, going to pick out an outfit then fitting in a nap himself.

8 o'clock

Charlie puts the final touches on his tuxedo tie and rushes to the door when he hears the doorbell, "Hello handsome." He steps to the side to let Daniel in. Daniel looks around the neatly cleaned house but notices the towel from earlier on the floor and snickers.
Charlie looks down to see the cummed towel on the ground and quickly grabs it rushing to the laundry room with Daniel following closely behind. As Charlie turns around to exit, Daniel stands in the doorway, their lips just a distant away. Daniel goes to slowly lean in, but Charlie squishes his way out, "So, my car is in the workshop, we'll have to use yours."

Daniels sighs but manages to smile, "Sure. You'll have to pay for gas though."

"Fine with me, just so long as you cover the bill for dinner."

"Yes sir." Daniel salutes then climbs into the driver's seat, heading over to his favorite restaurant Apple Bee's. Throughout the whole car ride, Daniel tried and tried to reach for Charlie's hand but it was no use. Thankfully as the awkwardness began, they had already arrived. Daniel sighs sadly, he wanted to fuck Charlie so bad, tonight just had to be the night where he would make love to Charlie even if he had to tie him up to his bed and rape him. Boyfriend or not, Daniel wanted to get in Charlie's pants and he knew just the way to do it…..he would get him drunk.

The two are finally seated and a waiter arrives ready to take the two handsome gentlemen's' orders.

Waiter: "Can I start you two off with a nice bottle of champagne with the works?"

Charlie wasn't too crazy about alcohol considering he went to jail for beating up his ex-girlfriend while he was heavily under the influence of alcohol, "Uhm just water for me thank you."

"Hell no Charlie. We are not having a guy's night out by partying with glasses of sparkly water. Give us six bottles of your finest 1984's please."

Waiter: "Yes sir, I'll be right out with those."

Charlie gave Daniel a distinct look with disappointed eyes, "Daniel, what are you doing? You know what happened the last time I got drunk. I can't do that again."

"Ok, first of all you were alone with a girl, second of all she was a bitchy prostitute, and third of all I'm the designated driver."

"How do I know you're not lying and are going to get drunk too? I mean you ordered six bottles of 1984 champagne. My favorite."

"Just trust me, ok?" He reaches over the table and grabs his hand, "Everything is going to be fine." Within half-an-hour the two were hammered and getting busy in the back of a taxi cab. As soon as they reached Daniel was ripping off Charlie's tuxedo jacket banging him against the outside of the front door. Charlie moans between kisses, "I don't even know how to have sex with a guy." Daniel chuckles looking down at the bulge going on in Charlie's pants, "I'll show you. Just leave it all to me." Charlie turns away to try to open the door but manages to drop his keys. Daniel scoffs rolling his eyes, "Oh for the love of Pete." He breaks down the door with his foot and pushes Charlie onto the couch. Daniel moans pulling away laying on the bottom, "I hate the couch. Let's go upstairs." Daniel shook his head getting up, "Must you be so persistent?"

"I'm more of a nag, besides you've always loved that about me."

"I've managed to love everything about you without finding a single flaw." He smirks bringing him up the stairs holding his hand.

Charlie giggles landing onto the bed as Daniel climbs over his body lowering himself slowly looking at every part of his lower body including the erected part of Charlie's tuxedo pants. Charlie lifted Daniel's face up, "Hey! Focus up here please." Daniel quickly kisses his lips roughly to get him to shut up.

On the outside of the house, across the street at Ms. Jenkins house. She is reading a book Treasure Island in her bed when she hears a loud rowdiness.

"OHH! Danny!" Charlie exclaims as Daniel is grinding up inside of him with every force of will power he could.

"Oh, Charlie. I'm gonna fuck you so hard like I've wanted to do for so long now!"

Ms. Jenkins covers her mouth in disbelief at what she's hearing.

The two continued at it for a range of over four hours, with breaks from time to time. In the morning the two would discover a surprise that might jeopardize their little happy event into a big mistaken disaster.