** I do not own Bully**
Jimmy pulled his coat tighter around him as the cold wind blew, snow billowed in his face. He shivered to the bitter New England winter. He was exploring New Coventry, it sounded like it should be new and well kept. But instead it was mostly boarded up and run down.
He could finally walk around without worry that the Greasers would corner him and beat him for daring to enter their domain.
He just came out of the final cut shop; he patted down his new haircut. He decided to finally get a Fohawk. He heard someone shouts something over the wind, but he ignored the yelling. He rounded a corner and shopped short seeing a loner greaser leaning on the wall smoking what could have been a joint or a cigarette.
Jimmy put on his tough face and kept walking on.
"Hey! Hopkins!" The greaser yelled.
"Oh Hey Vance, What you want?" Jimmy shivered a bit; he then noticed that Vance looked a little pissed.
"You fucking stepping out on me Hopkins?" He hissed walking closer.
"What? First off we are not together anymore. Second what the hell are you talking about?" Jimmy temper suddenly flipped on.
"Bullshit, Hal said he saw you with that Pete kid, said you were really friendly." He about growled
"So what if I was? We ain't together no more, and Pete is just a friend" Jimmy defend himself. "We are over Vance." Jimmy tried to walk off.
"Don't fucking walk away from me, we are over when I say we are" Vance grabbed his arm and yanked him backwards.
"Get the fuck off me" Jimmy shoved him away. "This is why I broke up with you, you're too jealous; man you just as bad as Johnny."
"Johnny has issues with Lola, she's a whore. I bet you're a fucking whore too Jimmy, Yeah Jimmy Hopkins the man whore of Bullworth." He snapped.
"Fuck you Vance, God I can't stand you" Jimmy shoved him off.
Vance suddenly hit him hard in the stomach.
Jimmy doubled over in pain.
"You don't fucking dare talk to me that way you whore" Vance gripped the back of his neck and jerked him upwards.
"Vance, stop!" Jimmy grunted through the pain.
He jerked him down; bring his knee up to hit Jimmy in the face.
Jimmy held his nose, which was bleeding a little.
Vance let him go and shove him away a bit, but then he saw the blood.
Suddenly Vance's attitude changed. "Shit I'm sorry baby, I didn't mean to hurt you, I just get so mad." Vance took Jimmy into his arms and held him close.
Jimmy stiffened in his arms.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I just, I can't, I need you" He whispered kissing his neck softly.
"Vance, No. I can't do this anymore"
"No, please don't say that, you don't mean that." Vance hugged him closer. "Come with me, I can make it better, please"
"No, Vance let me go, It's over" Jimmy tried to get out of his grip but Vance was stronger.
"No, No, Please" He was near tears.
Jimmy had to act fast or one of them would be really hurt. It's not that Vance is abusive; Jimmy hits him too when he is mad. But Vance can't seem to let go or take a breakup well.
"It's ok Vance" Jimmy hugged him back and nuzzled his neck.
"I'm sorry"
"I know"
Vance kissed him sweetly, fat tears rolling down his face.
"Don't cry Vance, come on let's go to your place huh. Make it up to me" Jimmy kissed his cheeks.
They traveled together to a rundown house. No one was home; they made a beeline for Vance's room.
"Will anyone be home soon?" Jimmy asked as Vance turned on his radio to a loud rock song.
"Not for hours" Vance walked over to him and hugged him close, kissing his neck softly.
Jimmy faked smile and hugged him closer.
Vance gently pulled him to the worn out mattress, it may have been a bed long ago, but was now barely lumps of cotton on the floor.
Jimmy took this chance to start kissing Vance the way he loved, and gently touching his body, pulling off his leather jacket and shirt.
Vance moaned and shifted under Jimmy.
Jimmy kissed down Vance's fit body, sucking and nipping at soft patches of skin.
"Jimmy" He moaned softly.
Jimmy wasted no time unbuckling Vance's pants and freeing his hardening flesh from its denim prison.
He started stroking him slowing, teasing the head and stroking all the way to the base.
"Mmm, Jim, please" Vance purred out in a moan.
Jim slowly licked the head and swirled his tongue around it.
Vance arched a bit.
"Mmm, more"
Jimmy took him completely into his mouth, and bobbed to the base and back.
"Ah Fuck, yes" Vance gripped Jimmy's shoulder, digging into his flesh.
Jim bobbed a bit then sucked the head once for, teasing the slit.
Vance bucked, but Jimmy was able to hold his hips down.
He continued this action for several minutes when Vance gripped his hair hard.
He was panting and shaking a bit.
"Fuck, I'm gunna….." his head fell back unable to finish his words.
Jimmy picked up his speed until he tasted the sour tang on his tongue.
He milked all he could in his mouth, then turned, spitting it into a nearby empty beer bottle.
Vance laughed a little at the action.
"Jimmy, don't like my man juice?"
"Shut the fuck up" Jimmy muttered.
Vance just smiled, gently grabbed Jimmy's upper arm.
"Come here" he whispered tugging Jimmy to him.
Jimmy followed his lead and fell into a demanding kiss.
Vance tongue slipped into Jimmy's mouth, exploring to hot wet cavern.
Jimmy pulled out of their make out session.
"Who's going to bottom this time?" He asked in a husky voice.
"You" Vance said as he flipped Jimmy on to the bed.
Vance attacked his lips, neck and chest with powerful kisses and almost punishing bites.
Jimmy bit his lip to hold back his groans of pain.
Vance either didn't hear him or didn't care.
Jimmy could almost feel Vance's emotion flip back over to anger from earlier.
When Vance tired of his prep work, he flipped Jimmy on to his stomach with a sly grin.
Vance continued his attack on Jimmy's back; he stopped after a few moments and dug around for his bottle of baby oil.
He coated himself and readied himself at Jimmy's entrance.
Jimmy looked back at him to see what the holdup was.
"Tell me you want me' He said in a low growl.
"Come on Vance" Jimmy said annoyed.
Vance pulled him against his chest; his harden poking at Jimmy's begging body. He reached around and stroked Jimmy firmly.
"Fuck, Vance, come on" Jimmy moaned and tried to push himself down on to Vance's hardness.
Vance jerked his hips back.
"Tell me you want it then" He muttered still stroking him and kissing his neck lightly.
"Fine, I fucking what it" Jimmy hissed out in a moan.
Vance chuckled and pushed him down hard into the bedding and entered him in one hard motion.
Jimmy couldn't breathe at first from the force. Vance started moving in long, slow thrust.
Jimmy caught his breath for a moment then Vance slammed inside deeper and harder.
Jimmy started to moan this time.
Vance pinned Jimmy hands behind his back.
"Vance, Let my arms go" Jimmy hissed trying to be mad but lost to the pure pleasure.
"Tell me you're sorry, tell me you're mine" He said breathlessly.
"Vance, don't."
Vance only let out a deep growl, and then thrust harder and faster.
Jimmy whimpered and moaned, feeling the ecstasy starting to build.
Vance panted in his ear, mumbled unintelligently.
"Vance, please" Jimmy
"Please what babe?' Vance slowed his pace to a crawl.
"Touch me or let my arms go" He begged
Vance jerked him up, arms pinned between Jimmy's back and his chest.
Jimmy gasped in pain, but quickly turned to moans of pleasure as Vance stroked him again in a firm steady pace as he picked up his own speed again.
Within a few minutes both teens were panting and moaning, their bodies shaking and a film of sweat forming over them.
Vance jerked upward, gripping Jimmy's body almost in a death grip as he came hard.
Thankfully for Jimmy, he didn't stop stroking Jimmy, who followed with a load moan within seconds.
Their bones turned to jelly as they toppled over to their sides.
After about 5 minutes are hard panting and twitching muscles, Vance pulled out of him causing a small groan from Jimmy.
Vance simply wrapped his arms around Jimmy's waist and chest, holding him in a spooning position.
They must have fallen asleep because when Jimmy opened his eyes it was almost dark out. But what woke him was a door slamming.
Jimmy quickly wiggled out of Vance's arms and hastily threw on his clothes.
The rustling woke Vance.
"Where you goin?" Vance asked in a sleepy voice rolling on his back.
"Someone's home." Jimmy said pulling on his shoes.
"Fuck, go out the window" Vance shot up and pushed open his window above the bed.
"You crazy that's like a 2 foot drop" Jimmy hissed in a whisper.
"No I have a step ladder at the bottom." Vance grabbed Jimmy and hoisted him up to the window.
Jimmy didn't have a change to grab on to anything as he started to fall head first out the window, landing hard, but thankfully landed mostly on his shoulder and side.
"Shit you ok?' Vance called down.
"Fuck off" Jimmy said holding his slightly injured arm.
Vance laughed a bit. "Sorry, guess you aint a cool cat like me"
"VANCE!? Where are you bro?" Someone called inside the house.
"Coming" He yelled back. "See ya babe" He slammed the window.
Jimmy was left alone, cold and hurt to walk all the way back to Bullworth boy's dorm.
Jimmy did enjoy Vance company when he wasn't flipping out like Johnny does, but he feared he would never be his own man and follow Johnny around forever.
But Jimmy however cares about him anyways, his sexy, crazy grease monkey.