A/N: I must warn y'all it's a real sexy chapter lol. I think it's my longest, but I'm proud of it. Peace out!

(03) The Sweetest Sin

Later on that day Roger put his things together. He went downstairs to the reception hall and stared at the clock. Unfortunately for him, he had to do double shift again, so he waited for Jack to come down. He still felt suspicious about what Simon said earlier. The fact that he was hesitant at that, made him feel uncomfortable. Knowing that Jack is outspoken, he figured that he gave enough details, but right now he didn't know what to think anymore.

He didn't know who to trust, how to react or what to say.

All he knows is that Simon did act funny when he took him home yesterday. He threw up on their front porch. His kisses did taste a little different. Everything was a mystery. Roger had to get the truth out of him soon enough, because Jack was not joking a few hours ago.

'Maybe my mind is playing games with me,' Roger thought. His thoughts were interrupted when Jack called him.

"Why'd you call me down here?" he asked in a rush. Roger held up his laundry.

"Go to my house and get them done," he said as he placed his new address in his friend's hands. "And check on Simon for me. He's not perfectly well. All those milkshakes made him sick." Although he knew that was not the only reason for it, he decided to let it slide. Jack took his stuff in a hurry and rushed off. Roger grabbed his arm.

"Im'a call on my breaks," he said.

"Okay. See ya." Just as he left Roger can't keep Simon off his mind. Maybe it was all a joke, but he didn't know what to make of it.

x-x-x

Simon stepped out of Sam's car when he noticed another car in the driveway. It seemed very unusual, especially the fact that it wasn't Roger's Chevrolet.

"I think I have an invader," Simon told him.

"You might," Sam replied. "You have my cell, so if there's anything call me back right away."

"I will," he smiled as he went towards his front porch. As he slipped his keys in the door and walked in, he tossed his suitcase aside and went in the bathroom to wash his face. His day was so busy despite the fact that his feelings were bugging him too much. All he needed was a breeze. He quickly divested his clothing, took a shower and towel dried while stepping towards his mirror.

He looked at his reflection, feeling happy that he had the house to himself...

...or so he thought.

The doorbell rang and he ran out of the bathroom to answer it.

"Hello?" Simon hollered as he put his robe on.

"It's me," a male voice replied, "open up."

Simon opened the door to see his unexpected visitor. "What are you doing here?" he asked.

"I have to do Roger's laundry," Jack began. Simon took his mate's clothes from him.

"No need. I'll do it, thanks." Simon pushed the door closed while Jack forced it open.

"Roger said I have to watch you," Jack went on. "You were sick yesterday...please let me in!"

"Sorry," Simon said nonchalantly. "You ought to stay out. I couldn't care less."

"But Roger's on night shift," Jack said, "and he doesn't want you to be by yourself."

Simon snapped at him, "I can take care of myself thank you very much!" He slammed the door and leaned against the wall. At this point he felt very dizzy that he couldn't stand up straight. He fell face forward when Jack ran in and caught him.

"Simon, you're really gonna need this. You're not well enough to be on your own. Anything can happen and if I wasn't here you'd be dead by now." He carried him upstairs to his bedroom and laid him down on the bed. Before he could walk out Simon grabbed his hands and pulled him very close.

"I want you Jack," he said as he caressed his face. "I really do." Jack smiled and leaned in to make their lips meet. It was very warm and welcoming.

After five minutes, Jack pulled away. As he headed out the door, he stopped in the doorway and looked at Simon.

"I'll be back," he said. "Don't worry. Just wait for me." Simon smiled and mouthed "okay" before Jack proceeded downstairs.

'I guess my wish came true after all,' Simon thought as he closed his eyes.

x-x-x

Ralph watched the water boil vigorously in the kitchen at his mother's house. He plans to leave on Saturday and be there for Jack since his mother was getting closer to good health again. His cellular phone rang and when he answered it, Eric's voice was heard.

"What's going on?" he asked.

"Not much. Just making tea for my mother."

"Cool. Is she getting better?"

"Of course she is. In fact, I'll be back by Sunday so you'll see me at work Monday."

Eric jumped up and down, acting very silly till his twin passed by and stared at him in the doorway.

"You know, you gotta snap out of it."

Eric stopped. "But Ralph's coming back," he hollered. "I swear it's-"

"Stop acting crazy!" Sam snapped. "People will think you're wild."

Eric felt his cheeks flush. He clutched the phone in his fingers while Sam walked off.

"Sorry about that," he said. "Just another crazy episode, that's all." Ralph laughed on the other end before calming down.

"Did you hear about Simon?" he began.

"Yea. He had to lie to Roger about someone that tried to hurt him," Eric replied.

"Oh...that's funny. I heard that he hurt Jack. He told me that Simon's not the same." Eric was taken aback by that comment.

"But...but Simon was crying and told me that someone hurt him."

"That's what I don't get," Ralph said. "Normally Simon doesn't lie, and he's not the type to hurt anyone."

"Does that mean Jack did it?" Eric inquired. "Or that he lied to you?"

Ralph shuddered at the sound of that. "I...don't...know."

"Well it was obvious at work that Simon was hurt. I'm not going to assume that Jack's the culprit, but I have a feeling that it's someone we all know."

"Roger wouldn't hurt him," Ralph said. "You and Sam aren't that crazy." He paused for a moment.

"What's left of it then?" Eric asked, trying to break the silence.

"Well, I'm very suspicious now because when I last spoke to Jack he was hesitant at first and started complaining about Simon. He was crying at that. I don't know what to think."

"Damn..." Eric muttered.

"In fact," Ralph disclosed, "I called the house today and the machine keeps picking up." Eric spun around.

"Where do you think he'd be?" he asked.

"Running around all over the place," Ralph muttered. "Jack would never cheat. Now what?"

"You'll have a whole lot to deal with when you get back," Eric replied matter-of-factly.

After having hung up, disappointment dawned on him like rain clouds blocking the sun from shining.

x-x-x

Simon sat up and looked around. Jack was nowhere to be found.

'I thought he'd be back,' he said inwardly. He sighed heavily and planted his feet on the floor when Jack walked in.

"You hungry?" he asked. Simon quickly shook his head.

"I lost my appetite," he said. "Come here." Jack went over and sat next to him on the bed.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Jack asked curiously.

"I like you," Simon said. "I hope it's not scaring you." Jack placed his hand on Simon's thigh.

"It's not," he replied. "Maybe I could give you some."

"Do you miss Ralph?" Simon asked suddenly. Jack's grip tightened at the mention of his name.

"Sort of," he said nonchalantly. "He's gonna be back this weekend to get you in trouble."

Simon's eyes widened. Ralph ought to get him in trouble? There was no such thing.

"Like he ever would," Simon said. Jack slowly shook his head.

"You don't really know him," he said. "He knows exactly how to get people in trouble, even in jail."

Simon shuddered and fell in his lap. "What am I supposed to do?" he asked.

Jack made no reply. He planted a kiss on his forehead. Simon's world spun as a result. He got off and crawled into the sheets.

"I'm tired," he lied. Jack just stared at him and slowly unbuttoned his black shirt. "What are you doing?" Simon asked nervously.

"I don't really know anymore," he said tantalizingly. "You're turning me on though. C'mon Simon, whatta you say we get freaky tonight?"

Simon just sat there and focused on Jack's beautiful body before him. His muscles and chest were chiselled in the right places. He opened his mouth but nothing came out.

"I'll take that as a yes," Jack said as he tossed his shirt aside. He pulled the sheets and crawled in beside Simon. He held his robe and pulled it off. His hands roamed all over Simon's well-toned chest. Simon moaned and shivered in response. He pulled Jack closer to him and licked his lips. They were now kissing and petting heavily, divesting any clothes that remained. Jack pulled away and looked into Simon's eyes. He cupped his face and came back down for another passionate kiss. Their tongues were entwined and they can't keep their hands off each other. Just then the phone rang. Jack broke the kiss, causing Simon to whimper.

"No not now!" Simon whined. "Please don't pick it up."

"I won't." Jack said, stroking his dick. "I'm gonna travel down the road. Lie on your back baby."

Simon obeyed and watched as Jack went down, placing his lips on his neck and sucking it very slowly. Simon rubbed his back. He was really enjoying it.

Jack went on an exploration. He licked and sucked his chest, nipples, and belly. He stuck his tongue in his navel, spinning and twirling it around. Simon's grip tightened and he gasped. This encouraged his pleasure.

"Jack please...come back."

Jack traveled more lower now, lashing the tip of his tongue side to side on Simon's dick. He blew softly on the head, held it up and slid it in his mouth. For the first five minutes Simon moaned softly, savouring every second of him. As Jack moved faster and sucked harder, Simon's moans grew louder.

"Oh Jack... I love it."

Jack pulled out and grabbed Simon's hand. "Touch this," he said, leading his hand to his dick. Simon held it tight and stroked it. Jack moaned and held the other's, doing the same. About thirty minutes later they came all over the place and fell into each other's arms. Then the phone rang a second time.

"How was it baby?" he whispered in Simon's ear.

"It felt so good," he replied. "So amazing. I don't want you to leave." Jack sat up and moved in closer.

"I'll always be here," Jack said. "I'll never leave you Simon. You'll always be my baby." He leaned in and kissed him deeper this time. They were entangled in their world of roses and incense, rolling and moaning until it paused. Simon looked up at him questioningly. Jack was dazed out.

"What's wrong?" he asked. "Why'd you stop?" Jack looked at him.

"Is Roger gonna call?" he asked. Simon quickly shook his head and said, "Forget him. We have all night to ourselves, remember?" Jack was shocked at what he heard, but didn't show it. He grinded against his mate, causing moans to flood the room.

Or rather, the entire house. They took no time to realize how loud they were getting because they were both in heaven. In the midst of it all, they were screaming each other's name, moving their hips against each other in unison. It came to a point where the bed mattress was bouncing beneath the two who were pleasing each other that the sheets fell off. They were running out of breath. They were sweating profusely. They were reaching the top of the mountain.

Once again, the phone rang for the third time but they paid it no mind at all.

"You almost there baby?"

"Oh yes! Don't stop."

"I won't. Come for me baby."

"Oh my god I'm coming!"

"Say my name!"

"Jack!"

"Simon!"

"I love you."

"I love you too."

They both came at the same time. Jack got up and picked the sheets up, tossing them back on the bed. He crawled back in and embraced Simon.

"So what does this mean?" Simon asked.

"This is our little secret," Jack replied. "Can you keep it, between these walls?"

"Yes. I won't tell."

"Promise to never let it go?"

"Promise."

Jack was lying against Simon's chest. He rubbed his inner thigh, causing him to moan a little. He fell asleep after a while. Jack raised up and leaned in to kiss him when he woke up. As their lips met, their souls were purging with passion. Jack held Simon very close and consumed him. Simon slipped his tongue in his mouth and encouraged him. Their deep kisses nearly brought them to a trance when Jack realized it and pulled away. They looked into each other's eyes.

There were no regrets. They were happy being this close and intimate. They've had their taste of forbidden fruit, which will change their lives forever.