"I don't want" Axl moaned, kissing him in between every few words. "to leave B."…kiss…"I want" …kiss…"to stay with"…kiss…"you." He finished, reaching down and grabbing at his uncut cock.
"Axl,"….kiss…"we both"…kiss…"have school"…kiss…"tomorrow" the last word came out an octave higher as he started to stroke him.
"Come on." He said, finally relenting.
Blaine shook his head at his attempt to stay. His bottom lip pouted out, eyes looking almost misty. The time was almost 11, and he knew it would take almost an hour for him to drive home. Laughing, he reached down and picked up Axl's police hat. They smiled at each other, leaning in and kissing. Unlike before, this was a deeper kiss. Nuzzling his nose, he paused, then took Axl's hat back. Instead, he put his sailor hat on instead. Reaching down, Axl pulled at his hand and put his hat on his head. As they pulled apart, they knew it was time for him to head home. Dressing quickly, Blaine followed him down the stairs and held him back, listening to make sure they were alone. Satisfied, he walked him out. Pausing on the front porch they kissed again, and though they couldn't see into each other's faces, their eyes met, even in the dark. After one last hug, he leapt off the porch and down to his car, and finally down the driveway.
Sighing sadly, he turned and reentered the house, making sure to lock the door and set the alarm. Before he headed back upstairs, he went into the kitchen and began to grab an apple. Then, he noticed the bowl of candy that had been used to hand out to trick or treaters. Smirking, he grabbed the entire bowl and exited the kitchen. Pausing by the stairs, he peered into the bowl and took out a kit kat bar. Unwrapping it, he broke a section off and stuck it in his mouth as he climbed the stairs. At the top, he made for his room but for some reason he looked at Cooper's bedroom door. A sliver of light told him Cooper was awake. Stealing himself, he knocked lightly and peered inside. Cooper sat on his bed with his laptop over his lap. Over on the wall opposite his bed, a small TV was on but with no sound. Looking up, he smirked at him.
"What?" he asked him.
"Come on in," he chuckled, then pointed at his head, "nice hat."
Closing the door behind him, he made his way over to his bed. Along the way, he reached up and felt Axl's cop hat still on. Laughing himself, he pulled it off and tossed it over to him. Walking around the other side, he jumped on the other side of the bed and offered him the candy bowl. Putting on the hat, Cooper looked into the bowl and picked out a tootsie roll. Unwrapping it, he popped it into his mouth and threw the wrapper in his small waste basket. Leaning over, he looked at Cooper's laptop and groaned. It seemed he was watching porn when he entered. Thinking about it, he was happy he had knocked first rather than just walk into the room. If he had, he would have seen more than he wanted to. That had already happened once years ago, when he was 13. Shuddering, he looked over at his face and frowned, indicating to change to a different website.
"No way, I'm downloading something. Besides it's nothing haven't already seen before B." he complained, scrolling the page down, revealing some of the thumb nails in greater detail.
"So, what's up? You've been acting really off lately." Pausing, he looked at him closer. "Shouldn't you be back in L.A.?" he asked, realizing he'd been here a lot longer than he usually did when he came home for a break once a month.
"There's a writers strike at the moment. I don't see it changing for a while." He paused and looked over with a grin. "How would you like to become an uncle?" he asked, his face clearing.
"Really?! Yea! That's awesome Cooper!" Then he saw the expression harden. "What else?" he asked, on edge.
"My girlfriend left me, and left me a note saying she had found someone else and to not come looking for her. I wasn't to be part of the kids' life. Even though I'm the fucking father!" he growled, his cheeks turning pink and rage in his voice.
"She can't do that!" he argued. "You have parental rights!
"I don't know where she went, and I don't even know where she's from. I thought I'd make a great dad, but now…" he looked down at the laptop and closed the lid, even though the download was almost complete and that by closing it, it would cancel the process.
"You would be. You've taken care of me more than Mom and Dad…well, sort of." He said. "Though it'd be nice for you not to watch me and boyfriend get it on. "He said darkly
"Told you before, he's a cutie." He smiled with a wink.
"Cooper…are you bisexual?" he asked suddenly.
"Yea…everyone is to a degree. He said as if it were a fact. "You don't think he…" he began.
"NO!" he said, suddenly protective and on edge.
"Just thought I'd ask." He said without heat.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to snap. But Coop." he paused looking at him with an apologetic face. "He's my boyfriend, and—"he was interrupted.
"So, you had all those guys over here at once." He cut him off, but with a smirk of triumph.
Feeling his cheeks burn, he scowled, "well…that was a birthday present and besides, we're all the same age." He said, taken aback.
"Age…please. I'm only four years older than you, not exactly a great leap. I want to know who did that." He said, pointing over at a pile of blankets on the floor.
Frowning, he paused and at first had no idea, then he broke into a reluctant smile.
"Axl's two best friends stayed the night with us after the…event and they took this room. I kind of…" he paused dropping his eyes in embarrassment, "I spied on them. They were supposedly straight but after Axl I finished later on, I heard noises and slipped into the room. They…apparently like each other a bit more than Axl had thought. I snuck back out and drug Al back in here to watch them while they weren't looking. They actually went all the way, both bottoming for each other. Earlier, they said they didn't plan to bottom for anyone. But, they did with each other. From what Axl's told me they seem to be spending more and more time together without him." He finished, remembering the story Axl had told him earlier.
"So…it wasn't you and Axl in here then…that makes me feel much better. Anyways…back to my problem. I don't know if I'll ever see my kid. I don't even know where to look. I'm not sure but I think her parents lived down south…Texas…or Alabama…those two states are next to each other right?" he asked, looking over, perplexed.
"No…" he laughed "Texas and Louisiana are next to each other, Alabama is on the other side of Louisiana. If you know her last name, I'm sure could find some relatives of her. I don't know if that will do any good but it's a start. I'll help you find her Coop. If it's yours, it's going to be my nephew or niece and I want to be a part of their life. Does Mom or Dad know?" he asked, though pretty sure he knew the answer.
"No. Don't you dare tell them. I don't want them to find out unless I find her." He warned, looking very serious.
"Why, they could help." He protested.
"Just…don't I will tell them when it comes time to do so." He said, looking quite a bit happier.
Blaine nodded, though reluctantly. Reaching over, Cooper picked out another tootsie roll. Pausing, he reached further out until he wrapped his arm around his shoulder. Bringing him in, he hugged him tight and took off the officers' hat and replaced it back atop Blaine's head.
***Axl***
Pulling into his driveway, he glanced over at Shawn's house. Blaine had told Axl he needed to tell Shawn he had spied on them. He honestly didn't know why…Blaine had done that when they were in the next room. But he insisted this was different. He didn't really want to talk to Shawn like this, in his Halloween costume, but he wanted to get this over with. Also…he wanted to talk to Shawn about other things he was worried about. Glad they didn't have a dog, he made his way in the dark around the back of the house. Looking down, he looked at his watch. Seeing that it was around 11:30, he felt confident Shawn would be awake. Looking at the window, he could make out the small desk lamp emitting a soft glow of light. Sighing, he tapped on the window softly. After a moment, the curtain pulled back and Shawn's faced peered down at him. There was a smirk, then he put up a finger and pointed to the back door. Jogging back around, he met him at the door.
"What are you doing? It's so late dude." He said, opening the back door, wearing only a pair of boxers.
"Can we talk? It's kind of...urgent." He said quietly.
Nodding, Shawn stepped aside. Walking past, he fist bumped him and made his way through the dark living room and down the hall to his bedroom. Inside, he crossed over to the bean bag chair and plopped down on it softly. After a few moments, he followed and closed the door. Pausing for a minute, he looked back and then locked the door and jumped atop his bed, looking curious. From this angle, he could make out Shawn's nuts through one of the leg holes. Smirking he looked down and then back up. It seemed he hadn't noticed what he was looking at because Shawn was studying him, smiling just as wide. Pointing at the sailor hat, he raised an eyebrow. Pulling it off, he looked down at it.
"Blaine's." he said simply.
"So…what's up." He said with a nod.
Suddenly, he found it rather hard to speak. Biting his lip, he finally looked up.
"I got a confession dude. I…" he gulped, not looking up. "I spied on you and Darren the other day, while you were in your room. I'm sorry." He said quietly.
"We know." Shawn said warmly.
"What?" he asked, not believing his ears.
Patting the seat next to him, Shawn scooted back and leaned against his headboard. Groaning, he pushed himself up and sat on the end. After a moment, he scowled.
"What?" Shawn chuckled.
"Dude…we're chatting like chicks…expressing our feelings and crap." He said, with a smirk.
Shawn blew a raspberry and shook his head, as if he couldn't care less.
"I feel bad I spied on you two. I was…jealous and a bit…hurt…I felt left out." He said, his voice low and soft.
"Axl." Shawn said quietly, "we…" he paused…"we feel that you should just stick with Blaine…I mean, you're a couple, and technically you'd be cheating on Blaine, even though he knows and doesn't care. We honestly felt kind of turned on you were watching us…but you left before the main event." He said, with a bit more humor in his voice.
"Yea…but we're best friends, I thought if there was messing around, you'd include me. Is it because I wouldn't let you do me a few weeks ago? Blaine said you could, you'd just have to wait until we're all together again." he finished, feeling there was more to the story.
"Umm…" he waved him closer.
Groaning again, he grunted and shifted close enough so that they could hear each other a bit better. "I'm kind of starting to like Darren dude…more than a friend." He whispered, so low Axl could barely hear him. .
Even though he thought he hadn't heard it right, he knew he had. Next to him, Shawn was almost beet red. Axl eyed him, not quite sure what to say. He smiled, mainly because he could see the change now that he thought about it. Still, he didn't quite think Darren felt the same. At least, he wasn't going to tell Shawn that. He could very easily be wrong. That would also explain why they hadn't included him more. Finally, he decided to weigh in.
"I can kind of see that dude. There's something there that wasn't there before. Though, I don't know if Darren feels the same way. I mean, I can see that you two are closer to each other more than either you or Darren are closer with me. Again…I guess there's a bit of jealousy there as well. On another note…since we plan to all get together again, I want to be able to…take it from Darren…but he's huge dude… how can you stand it?" he let out, feeling his ears burn.
"Oh, "he paused, looking kind of pleased with the way the conversation had taken. " I don't know…it…hurts like hell at the beginning, and when it goes in too fast. You've got to relax…I guess I've gotta rather used to it by now…to tell the truth, we get together more than you'd believe, and in completely different places." He chuckled, looking down.
"Shawn, you need to be careful. What if it turns out Darren is just in it to get off." He said, then regretted what he said as Shawn's face fell.
"I know. I'd still rather have a girlfriend though. Is that how you felt after you were with Blaine. Or did you know at that moment you didn't care?" he asked, seriously.
"You know, I wanted to be with him. I didn't want to have a girlfriend at all. I wanted him to be my boyfriend. So I guess we are quite a bit different. If you still would rather have a girlfriend, then that says it all dude. You have kind of crush on Darren, but nothing serious. As far as that goes, I wouldn't be surprised if he felt the same way. I honestly would think it'd be neat if you two…I mean…think about all the double dating." He chuckled, wriggling his eyebrows enticingly.
"Ha! No." he said flatly.
They both laughed a bit louder than they meant to. Pausing, they remained quiet listening to the house. After a few moments they grinned and just looked away. Axl felt much better, the time alone with Shawn was really nice. He didn't have to worry about making sure Darren wasn't left out. Glancing down he noticed the top of Shawn's dick sticking out of his boxers. Thinking it couldn't hurt, he reached out and wrapped his hand around it. Gasping, he knocked his hand away, then realized what he was doing. Looking at the door, he nodded and scooted over, pulling his boxers down and laid back. Snorting, Axl reached down and gripped Shawn's shaft and pumped quickly. Noticing his eyes were closed, he grinned and lifted his arm.
"Um." he began…but didn't have to go on.
Before he got there, he could tell it wouldn't be a good idea to put his mouth down. Cheeks blushing, Shawn looked away, embarrassed by his smelly pits. That could have been bad, but he looked past it.
"Can you go faster Axl?" he asked.
"Want a tighter grip?" he asked, speeding his hand up.
"No, actually, a less tight one would be better." He explained.
Speeding up, he tried to do as he was asked. Getting onto his hands and knees, he scooted down. Giving him a thankful smile, Shawn shifted over to the center of the bed and laid all the way down. Feeling generous, he leaned down and wrapped his lips around the head. Another gasp rang out, and a hand fell atop his head. Something made him want more though. Biting his lip, he had the strangest feeling to crawl up, and straddle him, letting him fuck him. Now upset he thought that, he almost just left then and there. But, he shifted his eyes up and noticed the smile across his friend's face. Deciding to forget the idea, he spread Shawn's legs, exposing his hairy nuts and crack. Hoping he was clean, he dove down and pushed his tongue into the crease. Relief washed over him as he smelled the scent of soap.
Shawn moaned, lifting his hips into the air. His hands shot down and spread his cheeks apart. Axl noted that had he seen this type of act before he had this done to him, he would have thought that a guy moaning like this with his hips in the air was a sign he would have been a bottom bitch. However, he knew how good this felt, and no longer found it funny to hear Shawn, or anyone else sound like this. Forcing his tongue deeper, he reached his hands up and began to jerk his shaft. Pulling back he pushed a finger up his hole. Suddenly, he dropped his hand and felt his belt. Looking up, he met Shawn's gaze with a mischievous smirk. Pausing, he sat up, suddenly on edge.
"Axl, you're one of my best friends…but I don't want you to fuck me…yet." He said, his voice thick with lust.
"Don't worry," he chuckled. "I've got this." He pulled out the dildo/vibrator.
Shawn laughed as well, reaching down. Chuckling, Axl flipped the switch and it began to vibrate, then he handed it over. Biting his lip, Shawn was trying hard not to laugh loudly. Shaking his head, he passed it back. Giving a nod, he waited to see what Axl what do. Reaching down again, he pulled out the self-heating lube and sprayed it across Shawn's groin and finally into his crack. After a moment, his eyes grew wide with surprise. Winking, Axl pushed the dildo end into Shawn's hole, making sure to go slow. Surprisingly, he knocked his hand away, and pushed it all the way in with one go. Sitting back, Axl looked at him with a new sense of respect. Then again, Darren's cock was quite a bit bigger than the thing he had in his ass. Once inside, Axl took over and turned the vibrator end up and pressed it against Shawn's slight downward curving cock.
"That feels…weird, but a good weird." He said with a curious tone.
"I used it on Blaine earlier…I washed it!" he said, noticing Shawn's mouth opening. "Just watch." He said, wanting to see if what happened to Blaine would happen to Shawn.
At first, he looked a bit off put. Axl moved the dildo in and out quicker, but kept the vibrating end pressed firmly on his dick. A minute later, Shawn began to squirm and move around. Fascinated, Axl watched Shawn's stomach begin to contract. The dildo suddenly didn't go in very far as his prostate began to shift. Eyes widening, Shawn grunted, and let out a small cry as a stream of cum shot out his cock. Siting up more, Shawn watched as it began to pool in his navel. Grinning, Axl clicked the switch and the vibration ended. Slipping it out of hole, Axl looked at it and was happy to see there was nothing on the end. Still, he slid off the bed and pulled out a few tissues out of the Kleenex box on the night stand. Wiping it clear, he put it back into his belt, along with the lube. At the same time, Shawn pulled some out as well and cleaned his stomach. Satisfied, he threw them into the trash by his bed.
"Neat, huh?" he asked with a huge smile.
"Dude, that was insane." He said, looking somewhat dazed.
"Well…I think I should get home. I hope…I didn't make you uncomfortable or mad when I said I watched you guys. Blaine told I had to tell you." He said, getting up, as Shawn pulled his boxers on.
"Thanks for telling me. I won't make any promises, but we'll try to include you more." He said, giving him a fist bump before unlocking his bedroom door.
