Disclaimer: I do not own the Boys. I just have a lot of funny playing with them.
A/N This is slash. The pairing is a surprise but go ahead take a chances you might like what you find. Smile.
This is slash. You have been warned.
Making it there
"A club? You still want me to go with you?"
Jack looks up from his notebook frown on his face.
"Yeah you where saying last week you wanted to go dancing so lets go dancing."
He closed the book rolled on his side to watch me. Sometimes I think Jackie see to much. I reach out pinches his cheek he twists his face out of my grasp.
"I'm grounded."
"What you do."
"Jerry, fire, tricks, thrift store, jacket."
"That don't tell me shit."
He smirks. "That all I'm allowed to say under this roof."
"So you ain't going to dance with me."
He leans forward till he hanging half of the bed. I shift closer to the edge of the bed so he can wrap his arms around my neck.
"Why do you always sit on the floor."
"It's easier this way." I push my head back to rest on the edge of the bed. "You gona dance with me."
"You know I'm going."
"I'll come get you at 11 be on the porch."
I pull away from him grab my jacket head out. Jackie, Jackie, Jackie my gorgeous little brother.
I pull up in front the house at ten after 11. Jack is standing on the porch dress for a club. Jeans ride low on thin hip tight shirt he climbs into the car. His eyes are out line in sliver. I reach out brush my finger over his lashes. He gives me a smile shoves my hand away. I start up the car. Little brother's growing up.
Jack always look taller thinner prettier on the dance floor. I watch him shack his ass against some tall dark skinned muscle guy. JIG's was pretty much a gay bar. I never really like gay bars. Jackie had a thing for muscles heads. He tends to spend a lot of night in gay bars. I would like to think it was a passing phase. The man leans in to kiss Jack, who turns his head away. The man frowns. Jackie leans in whisper something in his ear. The man smile takes Jackie by the hand leading him off toward the men's room. The kid 17 I wonder what the man would do if I walked in and told him that. Possible nothing. I walk to the bar order a drink something with whiskey. I don't no why I keep bring him here.
I move on to the dance floor. It takes four songs for Jackie to leave the bathroom. He's eyes wander around the crowed. He smiles when he spots me. I watch him push his way throw the crowed to stand at my side. I turn away from the guy I'm dancing with, wrap my arms around Jackie waist bring him in close. He recently had another growth spear at 17 he is official the tallest mercier. He warps his arms around my neck leaning close till out forehead touch. His lips are wet eyeliner smudge.
"Did you have fun?"
Wide open smile. "Yeah he was… big"
He slips in closer resting his chin on my shoulder. We're not dancing anymore just holding.
"Can we get out of here?" His voice is a raspy whisper in my ear. I take his hand lead us back to the car. We end up in the back seat his jeans in the front seat, legs throw over my shoulder as I pound into him. He comes fast that guy must of made him real hot. It takes me a while. When it's over I lay there mostly on top of him listing to him hum, finger drawing lines on my back. This is why I do it. Bring him out here. I can't find another way to bring this about. I sit up he yanks me forward till out lips meet brief short.
By the time I get up the next morning Jack's already up. He sitting on the sofa fighting with Angel who mostly warped around him. Angel say something silly Jack tries to pull away. Angel's big hands hold him in place he leans in kiss Jackie open mouth sloppy. Jackie melts into the kiss arms warping themselves tight around Angel waist as Angel brings him in close cradling him against his body. I head into the kitchen.