Zack panted, his tongue hanging out a bit, his cock still pushed all the way into Cody. He was still hard, despite having just cum, and as he glared at Cody, he grunted, "Want more?"

"Z-Zack, mom's almost done with her show! W-We can't g-go again."

"You don't want it?"

Cody looked down to where they were joined for a moment, quite turned on that Zack had such a strong libido. Cody's hips were still lifted up off the floor, which was uncomfortable, but he was concentrating on fighting his urge to say yes to round two.

"Yes, I do, but I'm covered in cum again and mom's almost done! I don't want to get caught!"

Zack pulled back and rocked forward once more, making Cody shout, and Zack whispered, "Ready for more?"

"N-No! It has to waIT!" And Zack thrust forward once more, grunting savagely. He fucked Cody a second time, and came again inside of Cody.

An hour or more later, Zack was back in the suite, all alone, waiting for his mother and brother to return. Zack had hastily dressed and left Cody down there, maybe to be caught by their mother, covered in cum, in a dress, ashamed, what have you.

Zack hoped that his brother hadn't been caught, but smiled at the thought of it happening.

He laid on his bed, hand on his belly, waiting for Cody to be back to him, his head in the clouds. He was dreaming of being alone with Cody, but, as fate would have it, that wouldn't be so for quite a long while.

For Cody and their mother had returned to the suite, and this shocked Zack out of his fantasy. Carey shouted, "ZACK! COME OUT NOW!"

And Zack knew that something had gone wrong, that Cody had been caught like that, and that it really wasn't very funny at all.

Zack stood quickly to answer the summons, seeing Cody in that dress, his makeup smeared with sweat and what looked like tears, no heels on now, but Carey was pulling on Cody's wrist hard. Zack opened his mother to speak, but Carey screamed, "WHAT DID YOU DO TO YOUR BROTHER?"

"Mo-"

"DON'T YOU DARE SPEAK TO ME! YOU ARE LEAVING TODAY!"

Zack's heart dropped. "What, why?"

"YOU RAPED YOUR BROTHER? YOU RAPED HIM!"

"No mom, I couldn't eve-"

"GO IN YOUR ROOM BEFORE I CALL THE POLICE! I'M GOING TO CALL YOUR FATHER AND HAVE HIM TAKE YOU! YOU ARE DISGUSTING, ZACHARY MARTIN, JUST LIKE YOUR FATHER! GO IN THAT ROOM NOW!"

His head spinning, Zack obeyed, shutting the door, hearing Cody's protesting voice saying that she was wrong. After a moment, he heard the distinct sound of what had to be Cody getting hit, and wanted to go out and scream at his mother, but he couldn't escalate the situation.

Cody was crying now. Zack heard Carey dial on the phone and scream, "COME GET ZACK NOW." Silence, then, "I don't care where your tour is, you will come and take this pervert OUT of here. N-NO! I won't tell you on the phone, you need to be here today, or Zack will be on the street! I don't care how long the drive is! I didn't want Zack, you know that! Okay, you'd better be. Fine."

Then, "ZACHARY! GET OUT HERE!"

He obeyed once more. Cody was sitting at the kitchen table, crying, staring hopelessly over at Zack with sadness in his eyes.

"Pack your shit Zack, and get down to the lobby. Your father will be here to get you. I cannot believe what you did to Cody!"

"He came on to me!"

"GO PACK BEFORE I CALL THE POLICE!"

Zack did, wanting very much to scream at his mother, to say that he was sorry to Cody, even though he had done nothing to merit this behavior from his mother. But he packed some clothes into his bag, sadly flimsy thing, just a school bag, but it would do. He would be traveling for a while, it seemed, and his father was dirt poor while he was on the road, traveling with a little band that was going nowhere, but Zack would survive. He would make it.

But would Cody? As Zack went to the bathroom to get his toothbrush and things, he saw Cody crying at the table still. Carey stood in the kitchen, clearly mad, glaring at him as though he was actually a rapist, which she clearly believed. He knew not what she knew, but he knew she would never trust him again.

Very soon, he was packed, standing in his bedroom with his knees resting against Cody's bed, a shirt of Cody's against his face. He tried not to cry about this, his youthful lose, as he breathed in Cody's smell, but he failed. He knew he would never be the same until he was back to Cody, back to his young love. He couldn't believe he was losing something he had only just found, barely a week ago.

He had something to say to his mother, and no matter how loud he had to shout, he would tell her.

For safe keeping, for a souvenir, Zack kept Cody's shirt, folding it delicately and laying it on top within his bag. He would miss this place, his home for the last two years, where he had lost his virginity. He bit back the tears that fell, slinging his bag up and onto his shoulder, and turned out the lights without a second glance.

Cody's face perked up as Zack left the bedroom, his desperate face smiling despite himself, glad to be able to see Zack, even if it was just for a moment. Zack gave Cody a sincere smile back, a deep and warm grin, his eyes telling Cody all the things that he knew he couldn't say, and Cody nodded.

Zack said, to their mother, "If you make me go, you will never have my love again. You will push me away to a place where you can't ever get me back."

"You'll get over it Zack. I can't trust you around your brother, so you'll have to live with your father until he's a bit stronger, and can defend himself."

What? It was as if Zack had been beating on his brother, or so Carey thought.

"You don't even care that I'm leaving?" He stared at her in disbelief, not really able to imagine that what he was hearing was true.

"Go wait in the lobby for your father. He'll be here when he's here. Go now."

Zack worked his way around the couch, going for Cody, but Carey said, "NO! Get out of here before I call the police on you, you little pervert!"

"Cody," Zack looked into his brother's eyes then, "we'll be together again, it'll just be a whi-"

"GO!"

"I love you Cody!" Zack went to the door as Cody reached for him, throwing his keycard on the floor as he went, his young heart breaking at the look on Cody's face, and shut the door. He went to the elevator immediately, feeling horrid, listening to the sound of Cody sobbing in the suite behind him, and shut everything else out.