IMPORTANT AUTHOR'S NOTE: Ladies and Gentlemen, the review income I have been receiving for the Fic is not ... good. I hate having to beg and I hate coming off as a 'naggy' author but it makes me sad that this Fic, my baby, gets little reviews. I KNOW YOU'RE OUT THERE! Please, review. I will NOT dangle a chapter in front of your face or threaten not to update simply because I don't have reviews BUT, COME ON! Just, please REVIEW! Please? The reviews I do have are AWESOME and i enjoy reading them. I'd like to thank 30sec2kiba, Psychotic Mind, GumdropJ (special thanks to GumdropJ for reviewing every chapter so far) and WistyForeverAndTruly for reviewing. '

Like I said, there won't be a minimum review amount for an update but I would really like at least one review per chapter. I'm not forcing you or anything and this doesn't mean you can't read if you don't review but really, REALLY want to know.

I WILL STILL UPDATE! I have 4 more chapters ready to go but i think the reason I don't get reviews is because I update to frequently. Anybody agree?

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Two-Bit POV

Darry practically pulled me up the stairs and threw me on the first empty bed he saw.

I knew now that somebody had definitely used an extra strong drug to spike the punch; that or whoever spiked it was drunk and poured too much. That's what I swore I gave him: punch. Of course with a shot of whiskey for fun. I didn't think he'd turn into the Incredibly Horny Hulk.

"God, Two-Bit," Darry moaned. I couldn't see him because the room was so dark but I could definitely make out the distinct sound of clothes being removed.

The bed groaned loudly as Darry sat beside me. "Two-Bit," he breathed again.

I had a pretty vague idea of what he wanted me to do and because of my alcohol high, I wasn't one to object.

I sat up turned to face him. Through the darkness of the room, I could honestly say, you'd have to be an idiot not to make out Darry's...thing. I mean, damn!

I reached out and grabbed it, eliciting a sharp moan from him. That was my motivation; to keep him moaning and pleasured.

I began pulling and twisting, thirsty for his bodily fluids. I could tell he was gonna cum and soon.

He was close, really close. I was ready for it all but he slapped my hand away.

"Not like this," he said and grabbed the back of my head. "Put it in your mouth."

Darry POV

The sun streaming through the blinds did nothing but make my skull-busting headache worse.

Wait a goddamn second – this isn't my room! Where am I? Should it bother me that I'm naked? Who is that next to me? Is that...Two-Bit?

Oh. My. God!

No! We didn't – we couldn't have! HOLY SHIT!

I shook Two-Bit vigorously. His eyes popped open and he looked around the room. "What?" He asked, slightly hungover.

"We gotta go now! We were out all night! The boys'll get suspicious!"

"Christ Darry, don't yell!" He rolled his eyes and sat up, furrowing his eyebrows. "What are you doing here?"

"I think I've got a pretty good idea." I gestured to the sheets that were still stained, heavily, with dry cum. "Let's just go. Maybe their still asleep. It is only 10." He nodded. "Okay, let's get dressed and get out of here."

I wasted no time pulling on my boxers and pants. I looked over to Two-Bit, failing to hear him move. He just sat there, watching me with weary eyes. "What's wrong?" I asked him.

"I can't...move. It kinda hurts." Oh god! Will I ever get a break?

Soda POV

Ever since Darry and Two-Bit came in the way they did, there's been an awkward silence on us. Steve came back, like he promised and was settled on the arm rest of my chair. He smelled nice –off topic.

I'm not sure that Pony and Johnny noticed because they were whispering secrets to each other, occasionally making the other blush.

"Anybody hungry?" Darry asked making his way to the kitchen.

"Yes," everyone cried.

"Christ, can't anyone besides me cook?" Darry asked indignantly.

I turned my attention beck to Pony and Johnny. Johnny whispered something to Ponyboy and Pony scooted closer to him and they kissed.

It seemed like their lips were fuzed together and I made a mental note to ask them later who taught them to kiss so expertly.

Ponyboy grunted a little, and although they were already as close to each other as possible, tried to get closer. Finally becoming frustrated, Pony threw his leg over Johnny's thighs and pulled himself on top of him.

This, in all honesty, was getting too hot for me.

Out of nowhere, Ponyboy jumped up, grabbed Johnny's hand and dragged him to our room.

"Pony, the gang's here!" I heard Johnny say. Then, just as the door closed, I heard Pony say, "fuck them!"

I looked up at Steve and cocked an eyebrow. Then, I looked at Two-Bit, waiting for his regularly scheduled joke but nothing came.

It was strange seeing Two-Bit like this: face blank, eyebrows in their place, quietly sitting on the couch staring into space when Mickey Mouse was on the TV. I wondered what could have possibly made him so upset. Then it hit me that it probably had something to do with Darry since they stayed out all night.

I was ready to investigate but Darry stuck his head out of the kitchen. "Breakfast is ready," he called to us. As if by magic, Two-Bit's face lightened to its normal nutty expression. So, it's confirmed; this has to do with Darry. "Where's Pony and Johnny?" He asked.

Two-Bit took the liberty of answering. "Hold on," he said walking down the hall towards the bedrooms. He returned moments later with a goofy grin. "Sounds like they're almost done but I could be totally wrong; who knows, they might just pick up for round two."

That's Two-Bit for ya; the only person that can get you to picture your baby brother and his boyfriend doing it.

"Gross, Two-Bit!" I yelled, trying and failing to clear those thoughts from my head. Darry looked pretty grossed out too.

Nonetheless, Two-Bit's predictions were correct; the two of them came fumbling down the hall hand-in-hand. Ponyboy looked overjoyed and Johnny looked ready to sleep for years.

"All done?" Steve asked trying not to laugh.

"Shut up, Steve." Pony answered.

"Alright, alright, leave my kid brother alone, ya hear?" I said, backing up my little brother. I knew the teasing would only get worse if I hadn't said anything. "Didn't anybody hear Darry say there was food?"

Two-Bit leaped off the couch and charged through the door. Compared to Two-Bit, everyone else slowly made their was to the kitchen and I was walking there, too.

Someone grabbed my arm and pulled me backwards and to the side, out of view from the kitchen. "What?" I yelled, surprised and slightly panicked. Hell, you'd freak out too if the last time someone did that to you, you were nearly raped. I swear, girls in Tulsa are crazy with a capital 'C'.

I calmed when I saw it was just Steve. "Listen, if you still wanna...you know, we can after you get off work. I mean, if you still want to."


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