Maybe Someday

Chapter Seven: First Times

            Shane walked into the club, feeling the vibrations from the music through the floor. He wasn't used to this scene, and he really wanted to explore the other side of his sexuality. He knew that when his decision was cemented, and when he was sure, he wouldn't change because his parents didn't like it. He wouldn't deny who he was, if being bi truly was who he was.

He walked up to the bar. "Can I get a Coke?" The bartender looked at him strangely, but complied. "Thanks." Shane looked around nervously. This really wasn't his scene, and he felt uncomfortable, but tried not to talk himself out of it.

I need to give this a chance he thought, and surveyed the dance floor. He nearly jumped out of his skin when a really cute guy clapped him on the shoulder. The unruly brown hair reminded him somewhat of Dustin, but this guy was taller than him and his eyes were a darker brown.

Want to dance?  the guy mouthed to him. Shane still felt uneasy, but nodded, and was thrust into the crowd. The guy pulled him from behind into his chest, and ground against the red ranger. "I'm Jay," he murmured into Shane's ear, causing the boy to shiver. Shane felt the guy, Jay, chuckle at his response, and tried to lose himself in the feeling of being with a guy. It was a little strange, but felt unusually right.

Shane felt and heard the tempo of the music slow down, and while Jay's grip on him didn't lessen, it gentled until they were both swaying with the music. Shane felt peaceful, and leaned his head back on Jay's shoulder. I wish I would've done this before. Then I would've known what I was, instead of being so unsure he thought.

After about 10 more minutes, Shane dislodged from Jay and with an apologetic smile said, "I'm going to get out of here. Thanks for the dances. See you!" He made his way to the bar to pay for his drink and felt a hand snake out to grab his arm from behind. His head whipped around, but he forced himself to relax when he realized it was Jay. He handed him a napkin with his phone number on it, winked, and was absorbed back into the crowd. Well, if anything it's a point in my favor that I got a number on the first try.

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~ Hunter, 5, got up to go get a glass of water from the sink. He tip-toed his way to the hallway when Jake appeared. He hid his fear, as he'd come to find that Jake got more satisfaction if he was afraid. Jake backed him into the bedroom again and Hunter regretted ever wanting the glass of water. It was going to happen again, and he was helpless to stop it. He didn't want Jake's parents to lock him in a room, especially if they locked him in a room with Jake. He so badly wanted to be big, as big as Jake so maybe it wouldn't happen. He heard the click of the lock sliding into place and swallowed hard. Jake grinned at him, and slowly slid his boxers off. He then slid Hunter's pajama bottoms off, slowly, prolonging the fear. He licked his lips as he saw Hunter's knees shaking. It turned him on so much better when Hunter fought, or at least was deathly afraid. He stroked Hunter until he was erect, and took pleasure from the guilty, shame-faced look Hunter had. After getting a sock to stuff into Hunter's mouth, he spit in his own hand to lube up. It hurt him less this way, but still hurt Hunter. Perfect thought Jake, as he tilted Hunter's legs up. He entered him quickly, pounding as hard as he could without the headboard banging against the wall and waking his parents. Hunter had tears rolling down his cheeks and blood dripping from his entrance. He didn't fight it anymore. It hurt more when he fought. Jake's breath hissed out as he came and Hunter whimpered as the salty semen stung him. Jake got a paper towel from under the bed and cleaned them both up, tossing Hunter's bottoms to him. He slid his boxers back on, and left Hunter to rock himself to sleep. ~

            Cam came awake with a gasp, and it took him a minute to calm himself. I just shared Hunter's nightmare. There's no way I'd know what he was thinking otherwise, he thought. His body even felt sore, as if it'd been abused too. The green ranger went into the bathroom to splash some water on his face, and he heard his father's voice faintly ask, "Are you alright, my son?"

            His hands were shaking, but he replied, "I'll be fine, Dad." Taking a deep breath, he went back into his room, and wondered how to tell Hunter that he saw his dream. I guess I could just tell him. Although why I have this mystical connection with him, I'm not sure. Okay, I'm half in love with him, but that still doesn't account for it, he told himself.

            With a shake of his head, Cam went back into his room to try and grab a few more hours of sleep. It didn't prove to be very easy.

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            Blake led Tori to his house. They weren't sure of anything else, but they were sure of each other, and their feelings. He put a finger over his lips in a motion to stay quiet, and she nodded, smiling nervously. He squeezed her hand and they made their way through the silent house to his room.

            After locking his door, he turned towards her and just looked, his eyes warm in the moonlit room. He felt butterflies in his stomach, and unconsciously rubbed there. He lifted his hand and with a feather-light touch lit upon her hair, her forehead and cheeks, tracing her features as if memorizing them.

            He slid his hands down, barely touching her until they reached her waist. His hands touched her skin, and she felt tingles and goose bumps race up and down her body in a shiver. She kept her eyes on Blake's face, and the mix of affection and nervousness served to calm her. Gently, he drew her tank top off, his eyes glued to her beautiful form. Her breasts were rosy and her nipples a beautiful copper-red. He didn't think she could be any more beautiful if she tried. He drew his own shirt off quickly, and smiled as her eyes took him in. It wasn't something she hadn't seen before, but now it was more cause for pleasure.

            Blake moved closer, their upper bodies almost but not quite touching. He held her face in his hands and kissed her softly with tenderness in his every move. She relaxed against him, and moaned deep in her throat as they touched. As he kissed her, he drew her shorts and panties down in one move. Tori shivered again, and when his hand rubbed over her lower belly, she whimpered. Blake pulled back to divest himself of the rest of his clothing, their sandals kicked into the corner.

            For a few moments they just looked at each other, Tori taking in that part of him she'd never before seen. With a soft touch, she felt his manhood and flushed when he moaned and took her hand away. He grabbed her hands, lacing their fingers together, and kissed her again, and again, it served to calm her. It was something they knew paired with these new feelings. Through the rest of the night they didn't think about the problems that were arising, but only themselves. They explored each other with soft, delighted laughter and warm, tender looks. When they finally came together, the rightness of it rivaled any other feelings they'd had thus far. After, they lay in a tangle, touching the other with firm, lazy caresses and drifted in their love.

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            Hunter was at the lake again. He'd had another nightmare, and they were started to make him wish that he'd never sleep again. He felt ashamed of the pleasure he'd gotten when Jake had been—he didn't want to think about it. He just didn't want to think anymore, didn't want to be there anymore. All he wanted was for it to go away. Was that so very much to ask?

            "Hunter?" Cam's voice surprised him. The green samurai hadn't been able to go back to sleep after all. He'd gotten this weird nagging feeling, urging him outside. It was beginning to feel stuffy in his room anyway, but he wasn't surprised when Hunter was at the lake. "You had another one," Cam said, his certainty unnerving the crimson ranger.

            "Yeah, I did. How'd you—how do you always know?" Hunter asked softly, feeling strangely comforted by the other teen's presence. Cam sat down next to him, close enough that their shoulders touched.

            "I saw, Hunter," Cam said quietly, seriously. "I experienced it with you. Don't ask me how, but I saw your memory tonight. I—I'm sorry." He paused, wondering how to make the words come out right. They never seemed to anymore.

            Hunter blanched, and turned away, ashamed that even for a second Cam had seen him like that. He felt a hand brush over his head, and leaned into it. It was Cam, and Cam had been there from the start. He felt grateful, and a few other feelings that up until now he hadn't wanted to analyze. He didn't think of himself as gay, but Cam was a rare exception.

            Cam was shaking inside, unsure of himself. He wasn't used to making the first move in anything, but this was Hunter and Hunter was one of the most important things in his life, if only in secret. He let his lips brush over his crimson ranger's forehead. Hunter looked up at him with a confused look, but he didn't pull away. He scooted closer to Cam, and put his head on his shoulder. They sat there together, watching the water, and reveling in the feelings that for one were relatively new. For the first time, they both drifted in and out of sleep without dreams and without fear.

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            Shane reclined on his bed and toyed with the piece of paper Jay had handed him, feeling strangely elated at the victory, because if he was honest with himself, it really was a victory. It showed him that he did, in fact, like guys, and that he should and would be free to explore that realm. He was going to call Jay, right then.

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            Jake chuckled as he hung up from the boy he'd met earlier that night, Shane, his name was. Shane was so different looking from all of his other victims and he reveled getting to know him. It would make the boy easier to break. As they say he thought amusedly, knowledge is power.

Okay everyone, that's the end of chapter seven. Let me know what you thought of it in review form please. ^_^ I'll try my best to hurry with chapter eight. Blessed be, Chero