Bang A Gong
Untamed youth
Dirty and sweet
Emma could tell Mello was starting to wonder what was taking the boys so long by the way he watched the exit now and then to check if they were coming up "I'm sure they're fine" she whispered in assurance, even if she knew Dante had a tendency to find a way to always be in some sort of situation. She trusted Matt to guide them out of trouble's way, but only because she had no record of the kinds of shenanigans the redhead got himself into like Mello did.
The blonde finally gave in "I'll be right back" he whispered and got up off his seat to go find the other two, leaving the brunette as the last man standing in the theater. She rolled her eyes at no one in particular: she could have been at home in her pajamas eating Nutella out of the jar but she had (once again) let some boys drag her out. Now here she was: sitting drunk in a theater past midnight parallel to a couple audibly kissing two rows forth and a group of tweens making bad sexually-charged jokes a couple rows back. Such was life. She took the Jameson for another sip, noting there would be nothing left soon, which meant bedtime was due.
Outside in the hallway Mello searched the concession, the men's bathroom, peeked into the only other running theater, and even thought about looking in the women's bathroom for his roommate to no avail. He huffed, and muttered a "moron" under his breath.
"Are you looking for your friends? They just left" remarked the uniformed woman in charge of taking tickets with an annoyed look on her face
"Excuse me?"
"The ginger and a Chinese kid? They just left"
Mello's eye slit into an expression of displeasure, not because of the woman's insensitively generalizing remark regarding Dan's ethnicity, but because Matt had up and left without thinking to at least sending him a text. What was the point of sneaking cellphones around Wammy's if he wasn't even going to give it good use? The blonde strutted back into the movie theater to gather Emma and what was left of his candy. He picked up his coat and put it on, slipping the candy in his pocket.
"What are you doing?" Whispered Emma as she watched him
"Get your coat" he said without bothering to whisper
The girl began to stick her arms in the coat "what's wrong?"
"They left"
"They what?!" she stood quickly, forgetting the bottle was tucked between her thighs. The near-empty Jameson dropped to the ground and graced the moviegoers with a loud shattering noise. The couple paused their make-out to throw her a dirty look. Mello and Emma started at each other for a second with surprise in their eyes after which she broke out into snickers and he pulled her out of the theater suppressing his own hilarity.
The light in the hall strained her eyes, but she did her best to stay right behind the blonde as they rushed down the hall towards the exit of the theater.
"Call Dan" order Mello as they stepped into the cold air
"Stop giving me orders" she snapped back, pulling her arm back and pausing their rush
The look the boy gave her froze her in place, his ocean blue orbs causing her to hitch her breath. She really didn't know what it was about those eyes that rendered her defenseless, but she knew the steely glare was the source of all his power. Her mouth opened to say something, but before she could speak her lips were captured by his in a quick kiss. He pulled back, and with the same tone he had used moment before he repeated his demand "call him"
The girl dug into the jacket of her pocked and pulled out her phone, looking into her recent calls for the boy's and pressing the dial number, waiting for the tone to ring.
"Hello?" Came a voice, but it wasn't her dark-haired friend
"Matt? Where did you guys run off to?" She asked, wondering why she was speaking to him instead of the owner of the phone
"Uh… back to my dorm. Not my idea" he stated, the background noise gave away that they were still outside
The brunette narrowed her eyes "can you put him on the phone please?"
"Not really, he's… making a pit stop"
"Is he taking a piss?"
"…Yes"
Emma sighed, what the hell was going on?
"I'll wait." It took a few seconds but finally Dante picked up his phone and wasted no time in laying out the situation for her in code
"Em, remember that one night Drew's brother threw that toga party?"
The brunette's face scrunched into confusion "uh… yeah?"
"Exactly"
She was silent for a moment, but then her face lit up with understanding "oh… oh, right. Okay, I copy you. Goodnight"
"Goodnight" he bid and hung up the call.
Mello raised an eyebrow "well? What's going on?" he asked, unable to tell what had just taken place in the conversation. Emma tucked the phone in her pocket and wrapped her arm around his
"Let's go to my house, I'm hungry" she said without answering his question.
His expression was visibly irked, "where are they? What did you just talk about?"
The brunette swallowed hard and thought of her answer before speaking "well… they're just going for a walk. To uh- just for fun, you know? I can make us grilled cheese, or Nutella bread. Whatever you want." Lying was never an issue, but at her core she knew the boy would be able to see right through it.
Mello narrowed her eyes at her as they began to walk towards her home, unable to deny the promise of Nutella "what are you hiding, what the hell's going on?"
Emma just shook her head "nothing, they're just going for a walk and I'm cold and hungry, can we just go to my house, please?" She urged "I really have to pee."
Mello sighed "yes"
She smiled up at him "thank you."
The fence of Wammy's was now visible, and the knot in Matt's stomach grew with each step they took. He ran through his plan to sneak in the boy walking next to him, making sure he wasn't forgetting anything that could get them in trouble. When they neared the property Dan kept walking towards the main entrance, but the redhead stopped him
"We have to go around back" he explained, leading him away from the lit sidewalk and onto the nature that surrounded the orphanage "I know this is stupid, but we have to get over the fence so we don't get caught"
Dan nodded "yeah, I can do that" he agreed, feeling more in control of his body as the high wore off. In the end, the acid was proving to be weak like he had expected– usually this amount could keep him running for about ten hours, but he was barely meeting the half-way mark and the effects were already going downhill. This is not to say he wasn't still seeing stars shining on the ground and hearing every damn crinkle of the dry grass they were walking on. Matt stopped once they reached the fence
"I'll got first, just copy everything I do and don't look down" he urged and reached for the bars to pull himself up. Dante nodded, but knew in his heart the first thing he would do was look down simply because it had been brought up. Nonetheless, he followed suit and hoisted himself with a tight grip on the iron. The climb to reach the top height of the fence didn't take long, but now the hard part was facing them: crossing over to the window.
"Do you guys do this every time you go out?" Whispered Dan, looking down at the ground while trying not to knock his balance and land his ass on one of the threatening spikes that jutted from fence. They were only a few meters up, but it felt like an abyss.
"Yeah, but we're used to it" assured Matt, looking back to make sure the other was alright. Matt was able to use the pine tree to the windows in no time, moving like a cat, but Dante was having some psychological roadblocks as he thought about the repercussions of breaking a leg while on acid. "It's safe, I swear" coaxed the gamer from the window sill, pulling open the glass "you're taller than me, it'll be easier" he added to support his case. Dante nodded and reached for the tree, rusting the leaves as he used it to climb up to the second-story window where Matt was waiting for him. He tried not to think about death and dying as he clutched the window sill for dear life and scrambled to shove his body into the building, landing with a thud on the ground. Matt tried to keep his laughter quiet, shutting the window and sighing in relief "see? Not so bad"
"Goddamn it, if I would've known…" sighed Dan, standing up and shaking off his jacket
"It'll be easier next time"
"Next time? If you think for a second I'm putting my life on the line like that again you're out of your mind"
"I think you're embellishing, you'll see what I mean when you're sober"
"You're probably right" conceded the dark-haired boy as he looked around the room "so you guys really are joined at the hip, huh? I can't imagine sharing a room with any of my friends"
"It's a delicate balance, but it's worked so far. We've roomed for years now"
"Years?"
"Yeah… we worked well the first time we got put together and decided to leave it as that since" he explained, neglecting to mention Mello was the only roommate he'd ever had from the moment he was first brought to Wammy's after being rescued from a horrifying foster home situation by Roger. Something stopped him from even mentioning that this was an orphanage and not just an ordinary school, or that nothing was really ordinary about himself or any of the other kids here. He was making outside friends for the first time in his life and now wasn't the time to spook them with unfiltered truths. "There's not really much to do here, so I apologize in advance"
Dan dropped his coat on the floor by the wall "which one's your bed?" Matt nodded to the one closest to the window on the right and watched as the dark-haired boy sat down on it and leaned back onto his elbows "come on" he patted the spot next to him "let's just talk like the good old times before technology came crashing down on society" he suggested with a smile
Matt swallowed his spit and nodded, sitting down on the bed at a safe distance "what about?"
"You, of course" said Dan, giving him a curious look. He waited for the redhead to get comfortable before dropping his case "so… remember the night of Angie's party, when we first spotted each other?"
"Yeah?"
"Right. So, I was rolling a joint talking to these two girls, and then I introduced you, yeah?" Matt nodded. Dan continued "and the shorter one, Andrea, do you remember her?"
"Uh… barely"
Dan grinned and nodded "alright, here's the thing about Andrea" he said, propping himself up "she has massive tits. I'm talking melons, Matt" he emphasized the image with his hands in front of him and if cupping imaginary boobs. The redhead blushed, wondering why the conversation had taken this turn "...and here's the thing about you: she gave you bedroom eyes and you…" he pointed his finger at the boy "you leaned away from her"
"Yeah, so?" He admitted, still unsure about the purpose of his reminiscence
Dan's excitement dropped, realizing the other wasn't catching his drift. Perhaps the direct approach would be best. "So I think you're gay" he said casually as if he hadn't dropped a bomb of self-doubt, introspection, confusion, shock and awe onto Matt. The redhead's eyes widened, he opened his mouth to speak but no words would leave his throat and no thoughts were stringing together in his mind. Dan paused and leaned back "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to- wait, am I right or wrong?"
"I-I uh… I mean…" Matt looked at the ground as if the answered could be spelled onto the floorboards "I don't know" he admitted. It made sense. It made perfect sense and he had never even bothered to consider it. Dan's eyebrows furrowed
"Oh… man. I didn't know, I thought this was more of a black and white, yes or no question" he looked at the redhead and pursed his lips "you know, I'm not really sure either" he said in assurance "sometimes I feel one way and sometimes I want guys"
Matt's eyes glided, the look of worry remained on his stare "really?"
Dan nodded fervently "oh yes. It's been years and I still swing back and forth, it's confusing but nothing to be ashamed of. People are hot, and people are people"
Matt hung his head, feeling everything around him spin "I-I guess." He had never really had any feelings towards girls, something about them just never made him curious about their anatomy. Of course he had noticed there were differences between him and other boys at Wammy's: by the time they hit thirteen there was an overwhelming amount of talk about looking up skirts and the size of breasts, something he never felt a part of. However, he had always just pegged it on him not finding the right kind of girl for him, he never thought perhaps there was no such thing.
The dark-haired boy bit the inside of his cheek, mentally scolding himself for the mess he had just made of the poor guy. Emma was right, he had a knack for putting his foot in his mouth "look, you're just… figuring things out." He considered leaving to giving Matt some time alone, but thought it would be a waste of a perfect opportunity. Oh man, if he wasn't set to go to hell before, be sure would be after this. Dante cocked his head to search for the redhead's eyes hiding under the mess of hair. "I could help you, if you want" he offered with a soft smile
Matt felt comfort in the other's tone, and lifted his gaze to meet his "what do you mean? Like help me like girls?"
Dan shook his head "no, no. Fuck no. I mean like I could suck you off so you can see if you're into it"
Matt's face went beet red. He placed a hand on the mattress next to him, trying to establish he was still in waking life and hadn't slipped into some sort of fever dream. Was his offer real? Why was he compelled to accept? What the hell was going on with him? "I don't know what to say" he admitted plainly.
"I mean it: no strings attached. Just a test, like an experiment" Dan explained sounding sincere
Matt's blush deepened "o-okay"
"Okay as in yes?"
"Uh… Yeah…" he established with an inhale "it makes sense… right?"
"I think so. Let's give it a shot and if you want me to stop just say so" Dan bent down began to take off his shoes. He then stood up and patted a spot on the mattress "alright. Sit right here" he directed Matt so he'd be sitting on the edge of the bed. He kneeled on the hardwood floor and untied the redhead's shoes, setting them to the side before moving to take off his own shirt to bare the top half of his body. The gamer watched his every move with fascination and anticipation, wondering what he was meant to be doing but trusting he'd be instructed. "Just… relax" said Dante with an assuring smile, leaning down to lift the boy's goggles and place them on his forehead for better access. His head tilted to the side, easing the other boy into a gentle kiss that he gradually built up with a flick of the tongue, parting the other's own and slowly but surely sliding his tongue into Matt's mouth.
Matt could feel his heart rattle in his chest, a warmth began to spread from his stomach to every other part of his body. The warmth coming from the other's bare chest (engrossing), the smell of his cologne (fresh and reminiscent of the ocean), the taste of tongue (cigarettes and coca cola). He had kissed girls once or twice before, but the slippery sloppy sensation of those experiences hadn't cause anything like what he was feeling right now. Before he knew it, he was deepening the kiss, whimpering with pleasure at the small pecks Dante was placing on his jaw and neck, sighing with delight at the playful way he was nipping at his earlobe. All while feeling the way the other's mouth was stretched into a satisfied grin at his responses. The dark-haired boy settled onto the floor once again, moving to undo Matt's jeans with some difficulty.
"These need to come lower" he said, so the redhead stuck his thumbs behind the hem of his pants and underwear to pull them down to his mid-thigh. Dan shook his head and pulled them further down until they were pooled around his feet, placed a hand on his knee to spread his legs just enough so he could slip between them, pushed him back gently so the other would lean back onto his elbows and give him room to work. The redhead had never felt so exposed in his life.
Matt's breath hitched at the feeling of the other reach for his soft shaft, "your hands are cold" he blurted out
"Ah, sorry" apologized Dan, rubbing his hands together and huffing warm breath onto his fingers to warm them up "is this good?" He asked with his second try, earning an approving nod. His hands worked slowly at first, building hardness by gently stroking and using his thumb to rub around the head until Matt was stiff. Dante looked up at him with curious slanted eyes and he lowered his mouth onto him, wrapping most of his length effortlessly before he felt the pressure at the back of his throat. Matt inhaled deeply and the sudden rush from the sensation, his eyes half-lidded in an expression of lust that encouraged the other to move on.
Dante began to slowly bring his head up and down, working on a rhythm that was marked by the little moans of the receiver. His eyes would occasionally wander to the gamer's face to read his expression, finding nothing but approval every time. He decided to kick it up a notch by quickening the pace and rolling his tongue around the tip here and there, producing a loud chorus of moans that he knew were a little risky after hours in a quiet house... but wasn't about to put a stop to. Matt's eyes were glassy and slowly blinking open and shut from the sensations, his toes curling involuntarily on the hardwood floor
Suddenly, the light from under the bathroom door lit up and the sound of someone entering to use the facilities became obvious. Dante watched the door from the corner of his eye, but noticed Matt was too far gone into cloud nine to notice the noise: his eyes were shut, his hands clutching the covers of the bed. The dark-haired boy took a moment to decide, but settled on not interrupting his friend's first blowjob and instead took a deep breath through his nose before dipping all the way down to force the other down his throat. "Wait, wait" spoke Matt with a strained voice, placing a hand on the other's head "I'm about to" his eyes were still closed and his breathing was ragged. Dan pulled back, but changed his mind half-way and decided to stick it out this once as a special favor, rolling his tongue around the tip once and dipping all the way down a second time, his hands clutching the other's hips until the tips of his fingers whitened. The moan that escaped the redhead had to be the most beautifully erotic thing that had ever graced his ears as it filled the room. Dante waited a few seconds for the orgasm to pass before pulling back gasping for air.
"Holy shit" said Matt quietly between pants as he slowly bounced back into reality
"Matt?" There was a knock from inside the bathroom door– the bathroom tucked between their own room and Near's. The gamer's eyes shot towards the source of the sound before he bent over quickly to pick up his pants and slide them back on. "Is that you? Are you ill?" came Near's voice with curious concern.
"I'm fine!" he called, hoping the boy wouldn't think of opening the door as he clumsily buttoned his jeans "got to bed, Near!"
There was a long silent pause that had both boys watching the door with apprehension, but the lights were finally clicked off and the sound of the opposite door closing punctuated the end of their concern. Dante and Matt exhaled, the dark-haired devil chuckled and spoke up "not to be a princess, but could I get some water?"
"Right, sorry. Stay here I'll be right back" apologized the gamer as he stood up feeling frazzled and tried to arrange his junk, which was still uncomfortably hard and resenting being stuffed into denim.
Lyrics: Bang a Gong- T. Rex
