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Magician Girl Mirani - *smirks a little* Yeah, I didn't figure that you would expect that at all! :) I would say, seventeen, maybe eighteen, just to be on the safe side, though I honestly prefer seventeen for some reason. :) I'm not sure how old he is in the book, but, I have to make him older in this, I think, so that it's appropriate lawfully for them to be involved. Yes, it was totally priceless what Jaymie did! I LOVED writing it, so much! ;) And, yeah, Kyle will be tormented about what happened. Poor baby. :)

I suppose that I could make up a character for Doc, yes. How about you come up with a description for him, age and all that stuff, and I'll do his background, name and personality? I would like it if he had green eyes, though.. Shade doesn't really matter, I just like green. :) And, should he or Doc be the dominant partner? It's been a while since I read the book, so I don't have a feel for him, but, if the other character's younger, then it would make sense for Doc to be the submissive partner, yes?

Anyway, enough from me, and, I hope that you enjoy this chapter, too! I know I did! :)

And, you can have the chapter dedication again since you're the only one who reviewed again! :)

This chapter is Fondly Dedicated to Magician Girl Mirani!

~Sweet-Hearted SilverEars~

Chapter 6 Kyle Mine

"Are you alright, Jaymie?" Jared asked him in concern when they found the boy in the now empty cave, sitting beside his small crate of belongings with his back against the dirt wall and an odd smile on his face as he stared off into space.

"Hmm?" Jaymie hummed thoughtfully as he stood up, reaching for his crate as he smoothed his features so as not to make his brothers suspicious enough to ask him what he'd been doing, as he really didn't want to lie. "Of course. I was just packing my things. My bed is already moved."

"I can see that," Ian said with a nod. "Did you do it all alone? That's a big job by yourself."

"No, I had help."

When Jaymie left the cave, they followed him back to theirs, realizing that he wasn't going to divulge anymore about his mysterious helper.

At least, not yet anyway.

Jaymes heard a soft moan that he recognized as Ian's drift across the darkness to his ear where he lay curled up on his left side with his eyes facing the dirt wall on his side, burrowing deeper under the blankets for warmth with a quiet, sleepy sigh, closing his eyes, intending to drift off. Then his eyes flew open again quickly when he heard Ian and Jared start to whisper to each other.

"Wait, Jared!" Ian protested with obvious reluctance. "We can't. Not with Jaymie just across the room now.."

"Don't worry, Ian my sweetness. Once that kid's out for the night it'd take an army marching past here to wake him."

"I don't know, Jared.." Ian said, his resolve obviously failing him, and Jaymes pictured Jared's hands running over his body, teasing him to wakefulness with his touch.

"Well, I am, lover. Please, Ian. Let me in. I need to be inside you. I crave it."

"Unghhhh, Jared!" Ian moaned again throatily. "Oh gods and stars, I… I need it, too.. Need you, so deep.. Take me!"

"Fuck, yes, baby!"

Jaymes heard Ian gasp sharply, easily picking up the slick, slightly squelchy, moist sounds as Jared used lubrication to prepare him. Jaymes's hand were trembling as he unbuttoned and unzipped his pants slowly so as not to draw attention, slipping his right hand inside as he heard the sound of tearing paper as Jared opened one of his many condoms. He started to stroke his quickly rising cock slowly, languidly, hearing Ian cry out with pleasure and some pain, listening to Jared murmuring endearments and reassurances to him softly to soothe him.

Jaymes increased the speed of his fist on his cock as he listened to the many noises and whispers as Jared and Ian made love, biting his lower lip harshly to prevent the loud moan that was rising in his throat from bursting forth as he closed his eyes once more. He started to spin a fantasy in his mind that it was Kyle's hand touching him, Kyle pinning him down on the mattress on his back, Kyle making love to him, touching him, kissing him, sucking on his skin hungrily. And, finally, piercing his virgin, innocent flesh with his hard, hot, glorious rod, loving him gently, fucking him with the same fierce, painful need and desire that had charged their encounter earlier. His eyes were shut tightly with his agonizingly good release, panting softly with exertion as they fluttered open again slowly, shocked when he realized that the cave was completely silent now but for the quickened breathing of Jared and Ian in the other bed.

All three of them had found release at the same time, though the other two males didn't know it.

Jaymes wriggled out of his pants and seed-spattered undergarments, careful to be quiet as he did so, leaving the clothes beside him in the bed as he was too tired to toss them to the floor. Then he fell asleep with a contented smile on his face and his hand lying palm up on his pillow above his head as though waiting for someone to appear and clasp it within his own securely, protectively.

Kyle groaned in shame as he banged his forehead against the dirt wall beside his bed again, his right hand a blur between his bare, spread thighs where he sat facing the wall on his knees on the mattress. His other hand's fingers curled tightly like claws as he clutched at the wooden headboard for balance, his whole body shaking, glistening with sweat as he fucked his own fist to thoughts of Jaymes.

He couldn't get the boy out of his head, no matter how hard he tried to do so! Seeing the boy's face, his eyes, his hair, over and over watching his lips part like a favorite scene in a beloved movie, shining with their mingling saliva from all the kissing as he whispered Kyle's name like a prayer, like a plea for more. Fuck, he was so hard that it hurt!

Kyle shuddered violently, a part of him horrified as he envisioned what it would be like to take the boy fully, imagining sinking into the tight, hot, willing body beneath his own to have him. Possess him, taking the other male's innocence, but, despite his severe mental anguish, that was all it took. A groan of burning agony escaped him, muffled as he bit his lip 'till it bleed while he spilled his release, covering the sheets and a small patch of wall in front of his hips in his thick seed, entirely overwhelmed when it just kept coming, seemingly without end.

Kyle collapsed onto his bed on his back limply, trembling involuntarily as he wiped the blood from his stinging lip with the back of his right hand as he lay there for several long minutes, panting heavily, shocked at how exhausted and weak he felt after that.

It had never been so.. intense for him before. Not even with Jodi before she had been captured and stolen from him.

He could only assume that it wasn't the actions, but the person that made the difference. The difference was Jaymie, Jaymes. His Jaymes. There was no denying it now.

He had loved Jodi, and still did, wherever she was now, but.. Nothing could compare to the way that Jaymes had made him feel in that one brief encounter. It had extended so far past merely physical reactions that it scared him. Deeply.

Kyle growled in wariness and indecision as he cleaned himself up with a soft cloth, pulling his underwear and his pants back up, redoing the zipper and the button before wiping off his sheets and the wall as best as he could before he got off the bed and redonned his shoes and socks. He washed the stink of the sweat off his face quickly, as well as any lingering blood from his hand and lips before leaving the cave in search of Jaymes.

What he planned to do when he found him, he wasn't sure yet. He just.. he needed to see him again. He couldn't fight the draw, the pull, just like Jaymes had described to him how Jared felt about Ian.

The second that Kyle saw Jaymie again, everything, all his worries faded into the background. His shame, fear, uncertainty. The consequences.

None of it seemed to matter anymore as he stared down into the boy's loving, trusting eyes, his voice hoarse with emotion as he spoke finally in quiet tones so as not to be overheard by anyone else nearby. "Jaymes.. Can we talk?"

"Of course, Kyle. What about?"

Kyle glanced around them quickly, not surprised to see Jared and Ian watching them both closely with suspicion.

"Not here. Come with me. Please?.." he requested, softening his command to a plea when he realized how rude it sounded.

"Okay."

Jaymie followed behind Kyle in a strained silence to his cave, not really surprised when the other man reached out to him as soon as they were inside, drawing him into his arms to hold him close against his suddenly heaving chest, but shocked when he felt Kyle's tears falling onto the cheeks of his own unturned face, opening his eyes in reaction to look up into his wet orbs.

"What have you done to me, my Jaymes?.. All that I can think about is kissing you, touching you, tasting you.. I can't- Fuck, I.. It hurts.. So much.. What did I do that deserved this torment?.."

Jaymes blinked at his words, clearly horrified as sorrow and tears filled his own eyes in response to the agony in Kyle's voice. "Oh, gods, Kyle, no. I.. I never met to hurt you. I only.. I wanted to help you see how it can be.. I wanted to see how it can be.. with you. I.. I needed to know.. I needed you.. I'm so s-"

"Shhh.." Kyle soothed him, pressing a fingertip to his moving lips to silence him, his eyes gentle with caring despite the lingering tears as he brushed the tears on Jaymie's face away with his thumbs. "Don't be sorry. I understand why you did it, that's not what I met." Kyle lifted a hand, placing it palm down on his own chest, over his strongly beating heart. "It hurts.. It aches, Jaymes, and.. You're the only one who can make it stop aching.. Please make it stop.."

Jaymes gasped softly when he realized what Kyle's words actually meant. That his heart hurt for him. For Jaymes.

"Kyle.." Jaymes breathed, reaching his hands up, threading them into the silken hair on the back of his head, pulling his face down to his to kiss him tenderly.

Kyle groaned at the feel of Jaymes's soft lips molded to his, suddenly clutching the boy closer against his strong body tightly, dipping his tongue inside briefly when Jaymie's lips parted willingly for him. "Gods, Jaymes.." Kyle moaned low. "My sweet little Bratty Flower. I can barely believe that I jacked-off to the memory of the things that we did together.."

Kyle was surprised when Jaymie smiled at that statement, though he really shouldn't have been he supposed, brushing his cheek over his until his mouth reached Kyle's ear, kissing and licking it once each before whispering in reply, "So did I.."

Then Kyle shuddered, unable to remember what he had been about to say as his eyes slid closed when Jaymie's hot mouth closed over the outer edge of his ear. His lips tugging on the flesh with gentle sucking motions, shocked by how arousing the sounds that he made doing so were, a pained-whimper actually escaping him when his still-tender cock started to perk up and look around inside his pants.

Jaymes pulled back, stopping his erotic attentions when he heard Kyle make a sound of pain involuntarily. "What's wrong, Kyle? Don't you like it?"

"Yes, Jaymie, I.. I like it. Ear-sucking is good, though I have no idea where you learned it. I'm just.. sore."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Kyle shrugged his shoulders, looking down at his own groin helplessly.

"Oh!" Jaymes said in sympathetic understanding. "You're still sore from earlier?"

Kyle nodded, looking embarrassed as red tinged his cheekbones at his question. "Yes, I.. It was a rather.. intense release. As much as I want.. Maybe I shouldn't."

"Of course. I can be patient, Ky. Do you want me to make you feel better?"

"Um.. I guess so, yes. How?"

"Strip out of your clothes and lay down on your back on your bed. I'll be right back."

When Jaymes returned, Kyle's eyes were closed where he lay naked on the bed, and he didn't know if he was asleep or just dozing in wait for his return. But when Jaymie climbed up onto the bed beside him, Kyle's eyes opened briefly, then closed again as his lips curved into a smile.

Jaymie smiled as well, though Kyle didn't see it, scooping some of the ointment into his right palm from the small round container that he had brought. He closed it and set it aside on the bedside table before curling his hand around Kyle's cock, hearing him hiss softly in pain at the touch as he started to stroke him slowly and carefully, spreading the cream over the entire length efficiently.

"Shhh.." he murmured to him as he finished and let go, moving to lie down near him on the bed on his side, laying his right arm over Kyle's bare chest as he snuggled in closer. "It will help it heal faster. It's a secret family recipe for healing chafed skin."

"Mmm.." Kyle hummed to let him know that he was listening as he slid his right arm around the boy's shoulders affectionately, pulling him even closer against his side. "Thank you, Jaymes."

"You're welcome," Jaymie said with another smile, pulling the covers up over them both to cover Kyle's nakedness in an almost possessive manner before laying his head on the other man's right shoulder contentedly. "It's the least I can do since it hurts because of me.."

Kyle was jolted out of sleep when he felt something heavy land on his bare shoulder where the blanket had slid down to uncover it partially. His eyes flew open to stare up into Jared's dark, angry orbs, about to sit up in alarm as his eyes widened, but Jared's hand held him down firmly and he was reluctant to struggle and risk waking Jaymes.

"Don't wake him," Jared hissed in warning, echoing Kyle's own concerns before he let go of his shoulder with obvious reluctance. "What the hell is going on?"

"I- Jared.. It's not what it seems.. Nothing happened."

"But you're naked!" Jared growled, and Ian was nodding in agreement where he stood behind his boyfriend's shoulder.

"I- Yes, I am. I won't deny that. But, Jaymes is not. I haven't touched him inappropriately, Jared."

"Then what is going on?" Ian requested sharply of his brother.

"I, we.. Fuck, I.. This wasn't how I wanted this conversation to go, but, Jared.."

"Yes?"

"I.. I want your permission to Court your brother."

"What?" Ian gasped, his eyes widening in shock at his brother's words.

Jared was staring at Kyle with brows drawn in obvious confusion. "But.. I don't understand. You're a homophobe."

"Yes, I was. I've been.. horrible to you both, and I am.. so sorry for it. I was wrong, and.. When I'm wrong, I admit that I'm wrong. I think.. that's part of what Jaymes wanted when he set out to seduce me.."

"Seduce you?" Jared gasped in disbelief. "Innocent Jaymie seduced you?"

"Jaymes is no innocent, Jared. Or, if he is, it's in body only. He knew more than enough, he was more than enough to seduce me.. out of my heart.."

"Mmmm.." Jaymes hummed softly, stirring now from sleep. He shifted closer again against Kyle's side where he had moved away unconsciously while they slept, moving his right hand up palm down to touch the left side of his bare chest just above the nipple, his voice throaty and filled with sensual warmth when he spoke. "You're such a flatterer, my Ky.." Then Jaymie gasped, sitting up quickly with suddenly wide eyes when he realized what he'd heard, making sure that Kyle remained decently covered while he stared at Jared and Ian in horror. "Fuck! Oh gods.. I'm done for now!"

"Calm down, Jaymie," Jared soothed him verbally. "We were only talking. If Kyle is what makes you happy, then.. You have my blessing, my brother."

"What?.." Jaymes asked in confusion. "You mean you're not.. angry with me?"

"No, Jaymie," Ian reassured him. "We only want you to be happy."

Jared held out his hand to Ian with a smile, and Ian reached out to take it with a return smile, linking their fingers together tightly as they left the cave to leave the other two men alone to be together in peace.