Chapter 4

I was sitting on the bed, playing my awesome Pokemon: Fire Red game on my kick ass Gameboy, when I heard a rather loud knock at the door.

"Who is it?" I called out.

"It's Guy!" Came the reply.

"Oh, hey dude, come on in!"

The door opened and Guy strolled in, shutting it behind him and sitting down on the bed beside me.

"Hey." He said.

"Hello." I replied, letting an awkward silence filled the air around us. I just wanted to play my game, and he just... Wanted to be creepy? As usual of course.

"So... What are you here for?" I asked him.

"I am here to talk to you!"

"Um... Okay," I flicked the game off without saving, and tossed it some ways off. "What do you want to talk about."

"Let's talk about you."

"Oh this again. Um.. Okay… I think we have done this before but… Okay. I'm 14, have blonde hair, blue eyes, I'm 5' 11. My hobbies consist of games an-"

" I already know this, Alfred. Let's talk about your feelings."

"Oh..."

"No, it's okay... Let's talk about Ivan. Ivans been bothering you hasn't he?"

"You could say that again!"

"Um...Ivan's been botheri-"

"Figure of speech, Guy. Figure of speech."

"Ah. I see…. So, why does Ivan bother you?"

"Oh I don't know! He's just so... Everything about he just makes me... All irritates inside! I just look at him and wanna... Punch him in his dirty little face!"

"That is a terrible Idea!"

"I know... HE'S HUGE. It's like he eats testosterone for breakfast."

"So, he intimidates you?"

"Does he not intimidate you?"

"I'm sure we would be well matched in a fight, but that's besides the point Alfred. Why don't you like him?"

I contemplated this for a while, mulling over everything I had said and done over the last two or so days. I picked at the stitches in the blankets underneath me.

"I don't know..." I finally admitted.

"Is he mean to you?"

"Not especially."

"Does he treat you bad?"

"Not completely."

"Does he hit you?"

"Not...really… But he said my mother didn't love me… Which is a big deal because she does!"

"I know. That was wrong of him. Does he feed you?"

"Um... No... No he has not. I have not eaten anything yet!" The realization hit me surprisingly hard.

"Are you hungry?"

"Well...Not really. But food is food..."

"Then why do you hate him?"

"Why do you ask questions I don't have the answer to?"

"Because you do know them." He looked down at his watch. "Oh gosh, we are going to be late!"

"Late for what?"

"Oh, you know, Alfred. That thing." He got up and opened the door to the hospital. "Come on."

I followed him through the door and into the hospital hallway. The hall was long and had to many odd colored tiles. I looked through the windows of the operating rooms we passed by, and saw all the scenes from the first Rugrats movie. Except in the last room where I saw the cover of the book Moby Dick, which was weird because i'd never read the book. After taking a few sharp, unnecessary turns we came to a set of white double doors . Guy stopped at them and looked back at me, his wet black eyes filled with mock excitement.

"We're here." He said, before pulling the doors open and pushing me inside.

Guy walked forward to a rail guard, and leisurely leaned on it.

"Isn't it beautiful, Alfred?"

I walked forward and stood beside him. We were on a platform above a room much like the radioactive treatment plant from the Simpsons, only there were astronauts too.

"So... Russian astronauts that deal with radioactive stuff?"

"Yes, but the American side is over there." He pointed off the the right, and I saw a shopping mall with cowboys at a McDonald's drive through.

"Oh... Well, it's nice to know that we get along well enough."

"Yes it is. Now jump into this vat of radioactive goo, please."

I looked down below us, to the area he was pointing at, and saw the glowing green slim.

"You think I can make the jump?"

"Sure you can. It's only six or seven kilometers."

"Oh... That seems easy enough." I replied, and jumped into the vat of goo below. When I emerged I was much the same, and looked up to see Guy looming over me.

"Now you can be a superhero."

"Did I get superpowers?"

"Probably not."

"Oh..."

"Well, get out."

"Okay." I jumped out and slid down the side of the goo tank. When I reached the bottom, Guy smiled brightly at me.

"Look! Everything has become better!" He pointed behind me, and turned around to see that Ivan was standing there.

"...Hey you." I said.

"Hello, Alfred..."

"So... How's it going?"

"It's fine, thanks... You?"

"It's good."

I couldn't think of anything to say, and apparently neither could Ivan. We all stood there, in the weird hospital lab thingy, looking at eachother. Guy stepped closer to us, and took us both by the shoulder.

"So," He said. "You guys wanna make out?"

"Sure." Ivan replied, turning to face Guy, Guy turning to face Ivan, me in between them. They stepped closer together, wrapping their arms around each other. Then they began to kiss. I tried to get out from in between them, but I was held fast by a number of hands, cowboy and astronaut, pushing me back into the human homo sandwich that was Guy's and Ivan's smacking tongue laden lips.

l woke up a shaken mess. Ivan and Guy... Kidnapper and keeper... Making out... With me in between. That was probably one of the most horrifying things I have ever dreamt of, and it was hard not to think about latter in the day. I sat up, noticing that I was in the bed, and not on the floor where I had originally fallen asleep.

Light was streaming through the drawn curtains, spilling out onto the floor boards, but the absence of my glasses turned it all into a horrible white bler.

"Ivan…" I called out, after feeling that he wasn't in the bed with me. I waited for a response, but none came. "Ivan!" I called out louder, thinking he was off in the kitchen or something finally getting me some grub, but to no avail.

I waited for a while, wondering if he stepped outside, but it was such a long boring wait that I eventually fell asleep again.

My Dreams were filled with Guy and Ivan touching each other with enthusiasm… Kissing each other with vigorous tongues. They were on top of each other like animals, rolling over every surface they could, fighting for dominance. They grasped at the entrance to each others pants, rubbing each other's body's through clothes with desperate fingers. Their breathing grew heavy, and their movements slowed. Their eyes were glazed over with lust, there lips where swollen, red, and glistening.

Ivan was on top of Guy, straddling his hips and looking down on him with a flushed face. He leaned down and licked the nape of Guy's neck, rolling over his skin with his tongue. Guy pushed his hips up into Ivan's and Ivan pushed him back down. A moan escaped Guy's lips as Ivan slowly nipped at his neck and tailed lower. Ivan reached up his shirt, moving his fingers slowly over the curves of his stomach, before playing with his hardened nipples. Their breathing grew erraterat and Guy moaned as Ivan started grinding him through his pants.

Guy steadied himself on Ivans shoulders and started grinding back, his lover back arched and his nails dug into Ivan's skin. Ivan reached up to lick and nibble at his ear, then he started at the buckle of his pants. Guy let himself drop form Ivan's shoulders and watched as Ivan's nimble fingers pulled his pants off him. It was weird seeing Ivan on top of the older man, and the older man sighing and moaning under his touch, but the weirdest part of it all was that I enjoyed watching it.

Guys shirt was pulled off, his arms above his head, his pants hanging from around his ankle. His face was red, his lips were parted, his eyes were lidded and his breathing came out in hot labored pants. Ivans breathing Mirrored his, and he sat above Guy, looking down on him in dazed wonder, almost amazed at what was happening… But only for a few short moments. Ivan scanned over Guys tone body with his eyes, taking in the bulge below his boxers, the heaving of his chest, the red blush across his olive skin…

Ivan rubbed his knee against Guy's groin, making him bite his lip to suppress a desperate moan. Guy reached up and pulled Ivans shirt off and ran his hands up Ivans bare sides, over his shoulders, and stopped at his neck. They looked in eachothers eyes, then Guy pulled Ivan in and they kissed, slowly, nibbling and biting. Ivan stroked his length through the thin fabric, and muffled his moans with his mouth, before reaching in to touch it directly.

Ivans mouth pulled away to whisper in his ear.

"Alfred…" He said in a low voice.

Suddenly I was looking up into Ivan's lust filled violet eyes, my arms wrapped around his neck. My lips felt like they were on fire from the way he kissed me, and his hands stroked the place where only I had touched before. He was on top of me, shirtless, and I was under him, completely nude except for the blue jeans that hung like a heavy weight around my ankle, and the thin fabric of my boxers that could easily be taken off. My mind was numb, it felt hazed and everything seemed white. My ears started to ring and I thrusted up into his grip. I felt his fingers pull at my hardened nipples, and I whined in desperation. I wanted to cum so badly… But Ivan kept teasing me, rubbing the underside of my head, pulling at my foreskin, his large hands gripping my penis… I couldn't take it. My mind was going into overload, my eyes were filled with floating flicks, and my ears where ringing…. I was so close...

I opened my mouth to beg him to let me cum…

I woke up with at start. My body was hot, covered in sweat, and my breathing was erratic. I sat up in the bed, and peeled the covers off my legs. Sure enough, deflating morning wood and a lovely little wet spot where there to meet me. The dream started with Guy and Ivan… And ended with Ivan and myself… It was a very discouraging situation, one that hadn't happened since the time I had a similar dream about my best friend… But really there wasn't much I could do about the whole situation except calm down and sneekly clean myself up.

I decided right then and there that if Ivan was going to unconsciously ruin my life, I would pointedly ruin his until he sent me home. Home to my parents who did in fact love me.