Chapter 55 – "I Didn't get Hurt below my Waist"
Sodapop woke up to the sound of Darry leaving for work the next morning. He got up to go to the bathroom and get a glass of water. He swallowed a small handful of aspirins and went back to bed, eternally grateful that he didn't have to get up to go to school.
Johnny was awake when Soda came back. "How are you feeling today?" he asked, yawning.
"I'm alright. Sleep was good," smiled Soda.
o0o0o
"Yes?"
"Hello, Mr. Thomson, do you have a minute?" said Darry, opening the door to the principal's office.
The principal nodded and leaned back in his chair. "Ah, Darrel. I have been wanting to talk to you."
Darry looked a little surprised and stepped inside. "You have?"
"Yes," Mr. Thomson said and cleared his throat. "As you may have heard there was a fight at the football field last night and according to the rumors your brothers were there as well." He leaned a bit forward and looked at Darry who had sat down in a chair on the other side of the desk. "Now, we know that your brothers have had a different upbringing than the rest of the boys and girls on this school, and frankly I should kick them out, but since they are your brothers I'm willing to let it slide if they will agree to do some work after school with Merrill, our janitor. I'm sure that some reality will clear them right up."
Darry felt his blood start to boil. "And what about the other kids in the fight?" he said, straining to keep his voice down.
Mr. Thomson sighed and leaned back again. "Well… I have had a serious talk with them and they swear that they will not do anything like this again."
Darry narrowed his eyes and stood up. "Now you listen here, Thomson," Darry started. "My brothers have done absolutely nothing wrong. They defended my brother's boyfriend, whom your perfect students drove to near suicide. They threatened my brother and you can ask Dallas Winston about that!"
"Dallas Winston? His word is a solid as a jellyfish. I told you already."
Darry slammed his fist into the table. "I quit! I am outta here and I'm taking my brothers and Johnny Cade with me!"
Mr. Thomson's expression suddenly turned shocked. "But… you can't do that! We have two more football matches this season!"
"So you care more about a stupid football game than my brothers and Johnny?"
Darry turned and walked toward the door.
"Wait, wait, Darrel!" Mr. Thomson said and got up from his seat. "I'm sorry. I won't get your brothers to work after school. "
Darry stopped and turned around to look at him.
"I'm sorry, okay? Please stay."
Darry couldn't help but grin to himself. He had the principal where he wanted him and it was times to make demands.
"Fine. I will stay and work the season out under the condition that my brothers and Johnny are allowed to take their exams. They will study from home since I don't want them at this school more than necessary. And when they are done, we leave."
Mr. Thomson looked at him shocked but then nodded. "Fine. Okay. You stay the season out and I will let them take their exams."
"Good. You get my letter of resignation by the end of the week," Darry said and then walked out slamming the door and feeling really good about himself.
o0o0o
"HEY, PONY?" shouted Sodapop and listened for a second. "PONY?" he repeated and banged on the wall next to the bed. "PONY, YOU OKAY?"
"YEAH," it sounded from the other side of the wall.
"HOW'S YOUR HEAD?"
There was no answer, but a moment later there were footsteps outside the door and Ponyboy's voice.
"Is it safe to come in?"
"Sure!" said Soda. "Nothing dirty going on. We're dressed and all."
The door opened and a tired looking Ponyboy came shuffling in and dropped down at the bottom of the bed.
"It's a little easier than carrying a conversation through the wall."
"You sure you're okay?" asked Soda concerned, sitting halfway up.
"Yeah, I'm alright. Just tired," said Ponyboy and tried to pull some of the blanket over himself.
Johnny sat up against the headboard. He had not noticed until now how terrible Pony really looked. He had bruises and cuts all over his face and the side of his head had a large dark bruise.
"You... you really look awful."
"Thanks a lot," said Pony with a small grin. "You're real handsome, too."
"Don't hit on my boyfriend, or it's outta the bed!" said Soda.
Johnny couldn't help but grin at Pony's smart remark. "Why thank you, good sir."
"And you're encouraging him!" said Sodapop, sounding incredulous.
"I was just… being friendly," Johnny said, getting a little nervous all of a sudden. He gulped and looked at Soda who looked right back at him. He could hear Ponyboy giggle as Soda kept a straight face.
A few seconds later Soda burst out laughing. "Seriously, Johnny - don't you know me at all? Do you think I'm worried about other people hitting on ya? As if you would ever be interested in someone else when you got the most awesome boyfriend in the world!"
"Hm... and here I thought you had the most awesome one," Johnny said and tried to sound offended, turning his head away from Soda.
"I got the second most awesome boyfriend in the world," corrected Sodapop. "And since dating yourself gets a little boring in the long run I guess you're the best choice."
"Oh, I see… So… if you could marry yourself then you would rather do that?" Johnny asked.
"No," said Soda. "Like I said, dating yourself gets boring in the long run. Especially the sex..."
"Okay, I'm going back to my own room," said Ponyboy.
o0o0o
When Ponyboy approached his room he heard his phone ringing. He hurried inside to answer it.
"Yeah?"
"I hope I didn't wake you... I just wanted to tell you that you guys are not going back to school. You will be able to take your finals in three weeks like the rest of the students."
"Oh, okay," said Ponyboy relieved. He had been worried what was going to happen with school and he was happy that he would be able to take his finals. "And I'm alright. No problem."
"Okay. Good. Well… you can, um, invite Cathy over, if you wanna, after school and tell her about you not being at school no more."
"Yeah... Yeah, alright, I'll do that," said Ponyboy and hung up.
He was worried about what Cathy might say about him being in the fight, but he guessed he had to face her sooner or later, so he sent her a text, asking her to come by after school. Then he crawled under the covers, hoping to get some more sleep.
o0o0o
"You sure you're feeling better?" Johnny asked Sodapop.
"I'm fine," said Soda and grabbed a hold of Johnny's hair to pull him in for a kiss.
Johnny was caught a bit off guard but then smiled as he returned the kiss happily, moving his arms around Soda's neck and pulling himself closer.
"Just watch the spot," mumbled Soda.
"I will," Johnny said, carefully moving himself onto Soda's lap, straddling him. Soda had sat back against the headboard. Johnny was careful not to put any pressure against his ribs as he deepened the kiss a bit.
"Mmm... This is nice," said Soda and put his hands on Johnny's waist.
Johnny moved his hips a little, hoping that it didn't hurt Soda.
"Ah!" said Soda and stopped Johnny's hips with his hands.
Johnny looked at him with big apologetic eyes. "Sorry!"
"Maybe if I lie down, said Soda and moved onto his back.
"I'm sorry," repeated Johnny. He didn't dare move again for fear of hurting him.
"C'mon, lay down next to me," said Sodapop. "You know -" he continued after a moment of gentle kissing, "I didn't get hurt below my waist..."
Johnny blushed a little but then smiled, looking into Soda's dancing eyes.
"If you had been I might've had to go beat them up, myself," he grinned and kissed Soda again, letting his tongue slide into his mouth. He cupped Soda through his pants and started rubbing him.
Soda hummed in approval and then chuckled. "So that's your favorite part of me, is it?"
"Yeah, I love your kisses," Johnny said, knowing well that wasn't what Soda meant. He stopped his hand's movement and watched Soda again with a smile on his face. "Did you have other ideas?"
"Yes, I have a great idea," said Soda, took Johnny's wrist, and shoved his hand into his boxer.
Johnny looked at him a little surprised. Soda had never been this pushy but Johnny didn't mind. He grinned and took a hold around Soda's already growing erection. "Guess you missed me?"
"You know I did," said Soda in a suddenly serious voice. "In every way."
"I… I missed you too," Johnny said, equally serious.
"Okay, back to business," said Soda and started kissing him again.
Johnny kept his hand moving but it was hard for him to keep going without his arm cramping up, so he broke the kiss and pushed Soda gently onto his back, Johnny's hands running down his thighs as he moved in between Soda's legs.
"Oh, yes," murmured Soda, realizing what Johnny was about to do.
Johnny carefully pulled Soda's boxers down and took a firm grip around his erection again before letting his tongue run up the side of it, slowly, making sure Soda would feel its entire journey. As he reached the top, he let it slide into his mouth.
"Oh... oh," sighed Soda and closed his fingers around tufts of hair as if afraid Johnny was going to move his head away. "That feels good..."
Soda leaned his head back on the pillow and enjoyed every minute of Johnny's ministrations. Before long he could feel himself starting to get close, and he tugged gently at Johnny's hair to get him to stop. It felt great, but he didn't want it to end so soon. Also - there was something else he really yearned to do.
"Johnny," he gasped. "Are you hard?"
Johnny looked up at him a little surprised by his question. "Y-yes?"
Sodapop wanted Johnny so bad, but it hurt to move around. "Remember the first time we did it? When I was sitting on you?"
Johnny nodded.
"Well, maybe we could do that. With you on me. As long as you don't lean on my chest, I think it could work."
Johnny felt blood rush to his head and he gulped nervously. "You… you think that'll be okay? I don't wanna hurt you."
This made him rather nervous. If he had to be on top like that, it meant that he had to take control. He wasn't sure how well he would do, but he was willing to give it a try.
"Let's give it a go. You liked the other positions we've tried and you'll like this one too," smiled Sodapop, feeling excited about what was going to happen. There was something very erotic about the thought of Johnny being in control. "I'll just lean back and let you do all the work," he grinned and gave Johnny a wink.
Johnny gulped again and crawled up beside Soda.
"Um... what… what about the lube... and all?" He wasn't sure if he would be able to do that on his own as well without dying from embarrassment.
"If you lie down on your stomach next to me I think I can do it."
Johnny nodded and then lay down next to Soda. He could feel his heart already racing. This wasn't what he had thought would happen but he was getting excited about it. It wasn't the easiest task for Sodapop, lying on his back like that, but after a little while Johnny lifted his head and said he felt ready.
Johnny carefully crawled on top of Sodapop, careful not to sit down on him for now. He rested most of his weight on his arms that he had placed on each side of Soda. He felt nervous. More nervous than he had been since they had full on sex the first time.
He took a deep breath and moved his left arm backwards, reaching for Soda's hard member that he could already feel against him. They didn't need protection this time since Soda had been checked for STDs and it had come back clean. Johnny wondered if it would feel any different without it. Carefully, he placed himself right above and with a deep breath, he let himself slide slowly down.
Soda dug his fingers into Johnny's hips and took a deep breath. It felt amazing and Johnny looked incredibly hot, sitting there on him. "J-Johnny -" he gasped. "Don't move for a moment."
Johnny looked surprised and a little scared.
"No, no, I'm fine. Just... You feel so good I'm afraid I'm gonna come right now if you move," Soda explained.
Johnny did as he was told and used the time to collect himself.
"Kiss me," begged Soda and Johnny leaned forward and kissed him, careful not to touch his ribs.
After about a minute Soda couldn't wait any longer. "Okay, go on," he said and canted hip hips a little, to egg Johnny on.
Johnny kept his lips near Soda's as he pushed himself back and forth. He kept moving like this for a while before sitting up, putting his hands behind himself and letting them take a hold on Soda's legs, pushing himself up and down. Sweat was already soaking his hair and he gasped as he kept moving. From the sounds that Soda was making, it was clear that he was enjoying it as well.
Soda's ribs hurt some but what Johnny was doing felt so good that it didn't matter. Johnny too, looked absorbed and the initial hint of shyness was completely gone.
"Johnny..." moaned Soda. "I'm gonna... You need to h-help yourself." Soda would happily have done it, but his ribs were aching enough as it was without further movement.
Johnny grabbed his own erection and pumped it fast until he suddenly came with a moan, spilling himself over Soda's stomach. Soda thought it was possibly the hottest thing he had ever seen and it pushed him over the edge as well.
Johnny's tilted his head back as he rode out his orgasm, hands still on Soda's thighs. He then leaned a bit forward, dropping his head as he felt dizzy and trying to catch his breath. After a few moments he raised himself and crawled off Soda, collapsing next to him. He opened his eyes and looked at Soda with a smile.
"Hey," smiled Soda and pushed Johnny's wet bangs out of his eyes. "Wow – I got the hottest boyfriend in the world!"
Johnny took a deep trembling breath and smiled back at Soda. "I guess we're perfect together then…"
"I sure hope Pony fell asleep again. You were really loud," said Sodapop with a glint in the eye.
"Oh, God," Johnny mumbled and hid his face against Soda's neck, feeling embarrassed all of a sudden. "You were loud too, by the way."
"I know," Sodapop laughed. "Hey, don't worry. You weren't that loud. Besides, I think Pony's gone immune by now. He barely notices it anymore."
A/N: Remember to check out the illustration for the chapter (link on my profile).
