Chapter 10

Roman watched as Dean crumpled up the brown paper bag and tossed it into his backpack. Dean had been unusally quiet as they ate lunch. He was tense and just stared into the distance as he ate. He wondered if Dean didn't want him invading his spot as much as he did.

" Are you okay?" Roman asked as he dusted crumbs from his lunch off his lap.

" Fine." Dean grumbled out crossing his arms in front of his chest.

" You don't sound fine."

" I said that I'm fine." Dean snapped at him.

" Well shit. You don't have to take my head off. If you don't want me around," Roman got to his feet and used the back of his hand to knock the grass off his pants. " Just say so."

Dean was stunned as he watched Roman pick up his backpack from off the ground. " I didn't say that I didn't want you around."

" Well you aren't talking and something obviously has you upset. I asked you if you're okay and you snap at me so I must be bothering you." Roman reasoned. " I don't know what I did and you won't tell me so I guess it's best that I leave."

He turned to leave when Dean spoke.

" It isn't you. It's Seth."

Roman paused and turned around. " What did Seth do?"

Dean explained what happened that morning with the locker. " Yeah I know that I didn't see him do it but he's never around when I come out of class but today of all days he was there."

" Seth wouldn't do something like that." Roman said quickly.

Dean narrowed his eyes at him. " You would defend him."

" What's that suppose to mean?"

Dean got up and cleaned off his clothes. " You would take his side over mine."

" Dean come on, that isn't fair. You said that you didn't see him do it. Just because he was close by doesn't mean that he had anything to do with it." Roman tried to reason.

" You know what? Fuck it. I should've known that you would've taken his side over mine." Dean spat out as he adjusted his bag on his back.

" Dean!" Roman was getting exasperated. " There are no sides to take. I know Seth. He wouldn't do something like that. Your locker jamming and him being there is just a coincidence."

" I'm not crazy." Those were Dean's last words as he walked away from Roman.

" Seth, can I talk to you for a sec?"

Seth was leaning comfortably against Randy's shoulder with his hand resting on top of his boyfriend's. Looking for all intents and purposes like the world's most comfortable and peaceful couple. A stranger wouldn't have guessed that they nearly broke up last week.

" What is it Romie?" Seth barely lifted his head away from Randy's shoulder as if he lacked the energy to do so.

" Please. It's important."

" I'll be right back." Seth patted Randy on his thigh as he looked at both of them with apparent curiousity.

Roman and Seth walked out of the cafeteria and into the sparse hallway.

" What is it Ro?"

Roman sighed. There was no easy way to ask this so he could just as well bring it straight out. " Did you mess with Dean's locker this morning?"

Seth's eyes opened wide in surprise. " No. Of course not. Did something happen to it?"

" It got stuck and it made him late for class." Roman explained.

" And he thinks I did it? Typical." Seth snorted.

" He said that he saw you." Roman shifted from one foot to the other. " But didn't you have Chemistry first period on the other side of the building? What were you doing over there?"

Seth scowled. " I can't believe that you're accusing me of this. If you must know, my boyfriend," Seth emphasized the last two words partially for Roman's benefit and partially because he was being obnoxious. " Had English on that side of the building so I went to meet him." Seth snorted. " I can't believe that you let Dean accuse me of that."

Roman shook his head. " I didn't. I told him that you wouldn't do something like that."

" Really?" Seth perked up. " You defended me against Dean?" He had a mile wide smile on his face. " I guess he wasn't too happy about that."

" He wasn't." Roman sighed. " Look, I better make a headstart to class. See you around."

" Sure thing Romie." Seth called after him cheerfully.

The next two days when they had history, Roman sat next to Dean in class but he ignored him. He tried whispering when Mr. Smith had his back turned to them and was writing on the board. But Dean pretended that he didn't hear him. He tried texting him and he ignored it. He went out to the tennis courts every day at lunch time and waited until lunch was nearly over but Dean didn't show.

Roman couldn't believe it. Just like that Dean was done with him. Just because he had taken Seth's side. Not that there was a side really to take because Dean had no proof that Seth had done what he had accused him of. But more importantly it hurt. A lot. He really liked Dean. Football practice had started back this week and more than once the coach had to yell at him to get his head in the game.

Now it was Saturday evening and he couldn't take it anymore. He had to go talk to Dean.

Dean sat up in his bed when he heard his mother knocking on his bedroom door.

" What is it?"

She opened the door and peaked her head in smiling brightly. This couldn't be good. " You have a visitor."

Dean was instantly perplexed. Who the heck would visit him? " Who is it?"

" Don't know why you're acting so shy. It's your friend Roman from school."

Dean's heart immediately sank to the bottom of his stomach. However his mother prattled on.

" You didn't tell me that he was so handsome. I can certainly see why you like him. Can I send him up?"

He didn't want to tell his mother why he didn't want to see Roman right now or any time in the future. " No I'll go down and see him."

" Okay." She stepped aside. " Aren't you going to change that old black tank top?"

" No."

He heard his mother sighed as if she had given up on him as he made his way down the stairs.

Roman was standing at the door wearing a pair of grey basketball shorts and a white t-shirt. He looked over Dean carefully as he approached in his black tank and sweatpants.

" Hi."

Dean scrutinized him before responding. " Hi."

" Can we talk?" Roman's brown eyes pleading with his blue ones. " Please?"

Dean honestly didn't want to hear what Roman had to say in case it broke his resolve but he did have to do that History project with him so they had be on some sort of speaking ground.

" Fine." Dean glanced around. " But not here."

" Okay." Roman nodded. " We'll find somewhere to go."

Dean shouted up the stairs to his mother to let her know that they were leaving before following Roman out the door to the car.

They drove in silence for a while with some soft rock music playing from the radio between them. Eventually Roman pulled into carpark that was next to a park that was closed now since night had fallen. The carpark only had one or two other cars and they weren't nearby. Roman rolled down the windows and turned off the engine.

Dean drummed his fingers against his thighs. Roman wanted to talk and he had nothing to say so as far as he was concerned Roman had to get this ball rolling himself. He heard Roman unclipping his seatbelt and then some rustling in his seat.

" Dean." He nearly jumped when he heard Roman's deep voice next to his ear. He slowly turned his head to face him.

He wasn't ready. Not for all of these emotions that started swirling around inside of him. Roman's hand was coming towards him and now he was gently caressing the side of his face and he found his eyes closing. Such a simple touch shouldn't feel so good but they hadn't touched each other since last Saturday and his body was relishing it. A tingle went down his spine when warm lips pressed against his own. The hand on his face dropped down to his waist and he arched his back so Roman's hand slip around him. This kiss was slow and deep. Tongues easily sliding against the other and Dean found his hands in Roman's hair. Gripping it tight. Nobody else could do this to him. Break him open and make him feel so vulnerable. Only to get away with it.

Roman pulled away from the kiss first. " I hate this."

Those words immediately jarred Dean out of the romantic stupor. " Hate what?"

" This past week. I hate you being mad at me and shutting me out."

Dean swallowed hard and averted his gaze to the darkness of the car floor.

" Tell me what I did wrong so that I can fix it."

Dean didn't want to discuss that right now. He wanted to get back to kissing Roman. But he knew that he at least owed him an explanation. He untangled his hands from Roman's hair and rested them on his shoulders instead.

" I didn't like you choosing Seth over me. It's like you didn't even consider it for a second. You immediately jumped to his defence. It just really sank in that he's your best friend and in the end you'll always pick him over me." There. He had finally said it.

Roman was actually quiet for a moment before he spoke. The console was pressing uncomfortably into him and his arm was still around Dean's waist putting him in an awkward position but he didn't move.

" I don't want to have to choose between the two of you." He finally said. " Yes Seth is my best friend and I would like to think that I know him well enough to know if he would do that sort of thing. So yeah I would admit that I did jump to his defence."

Roman sighed and brushed his lips against Dean's cheek. " But I'm so fucked up over you."

Those words went straight to Dean's groin. There was no way he could hide the tent that he had pitched in his sweatpants.

" I spent this whole week miserable because you weren't talking to me. The coach threatened to bench me for the whole season if I didn't get my head in the game." A soft kiss was pressed into Dean's cheek. " I want you." Another kiss. " I miss you." A kiss placed at the corner of Dean's lips. " I need you." He sucked Dean's full bottom lip into his mouth before releasing it with a wet pop. " Forgive me?"

Roman had teased and turned him beyond relief. He nodded. " Motherfucker." Roman grinned and then kissed him fully on the lips.

The kissing got quickly heated again and both men found that they wanted more body contact.

" Come on. Let's move to the backseat." Roman suggested. Dean nodded in agreement and in a few minutes they were both settled in the spacious backseat without the discomfort of the console between them.

Roman was lying down on his back and Dean was on top of him. As they were kissing their hard dicks brushed each other repeatedly through the thin fabrics. It was like a forbidden fruit. Suddenly Dean wanted to feel and touch it. He had never desired to touch another guy's member before. But he was horny as fuck and he wanted to do more than to just rub against it.

As he kissed Roman, his left hand slowly drifted down his body. First stopping on Roman's torso, then his belly button and now finally resting on the waistband of the basketball shorts, hesitating to go any further. He wondered if Roman wanted this. He didn't want to ask him in case it ruined the mood.

He was planting kisses down the side of Roman's neck when he felt Roman's hand covering his that was on the waistband of his pants. To his surprise, Roman lifted it up and placed it right on top of his hard cock. His fingers immediately tightening over it.

" That's what you wanted isn't it?" Dean could hear the smugness in his voice.

" Bastard."

Roman chuckled and kissed Dean on the lips. " Go ahead baby. I want you to touch me."

Feeling encouraged, Dean slowly moved his fingers up Roman's length. Well the first thing he noticed was that he was quite thick in girth. His hard dick came to about midway down his thigh. So basically Roman had a big cock. Not surprising really. What was surprising was how turned on he was thinking about it and touching it through the basketball shorts.

Roman was making little moaning sounds as he touched and groped him. It was really quite pleasant to Dean's ears.

Feeling empowered, Dean moved his hand back up to the waistband but this time he slipped his hand underneath it. First thing that he could tell from the prickly sensations was that Roman shaved down there.

" Fuck."

That came from Roman as Dean wrapped his fingers around the thick base of his cock. It was hot and solid in his palm as Dean torturously moved his hand up and down Roman's shaft.

" Faster." Roman's eyes were closed and he panted the words out.

Dean obliged. He had never jerked anyone off before besides himself but seeing how easily Roman submitted himself to him just because of his touch was thrilling. He sped up his movements and soon Roman's breathing got shallower and the pants heavier. The precum was trickling over his fingers which helped to slick up Roman's dick as he jacked him off.

His own cock was in desperate need of release. Watching Roman with his eyes closed and begging for Dean to take him to climax was getting to him. He could feel that Roman was almost there and he needed a little help getting there himself. He manoeuvred his bottom half a bit so that he could stick his free hand down his pants and jerk himself off. Soon both of his hands were moving in sync.

Dean hadn't realized that he had closed his own eyes, lost in the ecstasy of the movement until he heard Roman spoke.

" Oh fuck! Are you jerking yourself off too? That's so fucking hot."

Dean opened his eyes to see Roman's eyes latching on to the movements beneath his sweatpants. He didn't even feel embarrassed. It was a mutual exchange. He was getting off by jerking Roman off and Roman was getting off by watching him touch himself. It was weird, a bit disgusting really but it was everything that was right with this moment.

" Oh fuck!" Dean felt Roman's hot cum running over his fingers. He did that. He made Roman come and this time he could feel the sticky wetness for himself and that was the thought that sent him over. His hand stilling as he came inside of his pants for the second week in a row.

Exhausted, he dropped his head on Roman's heaving chest. Both of his hands drenched in cum.

A/N: Yes you get an update. And you and you and you! See this is how it works. You guys leave me more reviews and I'm compelled to push out chapters even faster. Yes so enjoy this early update.

So do you think Seth jammed the locker even though he said that he didn't? Dean freezing out Roman and Roman defending his friendship with Seth.