Chapter 18: Confrontation

Troy and Ryan re-entered the exquisite mansion of the Evans family. For a moment, they sat in silence, reminiscing on the day's events.

"Well at least the whole school isn't against us," Troy offered, attempting to administer a ray of hope to the dismal situation.

"Yeah." Ryan managed an uneasy smile. They weren't quite sure how it happened, but an instant later, they were kissing violently at one another, gnashing teeth, bruising lips and tongues, infiltrating them in pursuit of solace in the face of the world crumbling around them. "We have…" the blond panted out between kisses on his lips and neck, " a small time window before Shar gets home."

"Mmm…" Troy murmured interestedly.

"I intend… to take…" A gasp escaped him as Troy began to grind against him, nibbling sloppily at his neck. The sloppiness was so unbelievably arousing. His loins began to swell with heat and longing. "… Full advantage of it," he growled.

"My thoughts exactly," Troy smiled.

Troy bit his lip, a trait he had picked up from Ryan, whose luscious ruby red lower lip bore bruises from all of the times he had clamped his mouth shut to contain an outcry when secrecy was required with their intimacy. At the moment the petite actor had the athlete's pants pooled about his ankles and with his breath ghosting over the brunette's sculpted abdomen, he began stroking his love's deep brown pubes.

Yes, Troy was smaller that him, but still larger than average, and neither of them minded, for the brunette's bedside prowess was as immaculate as his appearance. Besides, it's not the size that counts in the end, but what you do with it.

A loud groan came from the jock, and tangling his fingers in tufts of Ryan's gelled blond locks, he coaxed him in, and the performer's tongue flicked over the head of the boy's length.

Troy's hips shuddered with delight as the hot moist cavern of the Evans boy's sensual mouth swallowed his manhood. "Ah! Fuck, Ryan! Yes!"

Ryan's slender hands massaged his lover's balls, exhibiting a talent all their own as his tongue worked its magic.

Moan after moan erupted form the basketball god until he finally tilted Ryan's chin up toward him and locked lips with him ravenously, tasting himself on the boy's cherry mouth.

Ryan helped Troy undo the jeans that bound and constricted his needy, attention seeking cock. As soon as his pants were down, he braced himself as the divine being entered him. And it was beautiful. They screamed each other's names along with obscenities. Every time the golden boy hit his prostate, Ryan felt a white heat sear across the length of his entire body. They were two lost boys whose union was destroying everything that they recognized as familiar. The daily routine had died.

And as both of them would quickly attest, it was so fucking beautiful.

Sharpay was waiting for them when they descended the stairs. She fixed both of them in a stare that filled her twin brother with irrational fear. She was staring at them as if they were complete strangers rather than her brother and closest friend and his boyfriend. "I didn't know you were gay, Troy."

Troy gave Ryan a sidelong look. "I just found out myself not too long ago."

Why is she giving us the third degree now? The male twin pondered to himself desperately.

"Did he tell you about what happened over the summer?"

"I did," Ryan spoke up, his voice stronger than he felt.

Sharpay's brown eyes stared right through him as if he was insubstantial. She spoke only to Troy once again. "Are you sure you're comfortable dating him?"

Irked with the manner the older twin ignored her brother, Troy's voice audibly hardened. "Why wouldn't I be?"

"He's a whore," the blonde female answered flatly.

Troy's blood boiled. "No," he asserted, "he isn't."

"He must not have told you the entire story then." Sharpay's eyes glittered dangerously and this time, Zeke wasn't there to restrain her. "This little slut had the nerve to betray me completely and then lie to me about it!" With every word, her voice rose a decibel until she was practically shrieking at the pair of males. "He doesn't deserve anything! Anything you hear me?"

How can we not? Troy sized her up with a formidable glare. Glancing at Ryan, he found the meeker twin to be the picture of terror and anguish. The petite blond male's pale face blanched further as wave after wave of suffocating emotion ripped relentlessly through him.

Why won't she believe me? Why can't she believe me? I didn't do anything! I'm her brother, her twin brother! Why doesn't she know that I would never intentionally hurt her? …. His head and chest burned, his vision swimming. It's my fault… All my fault… so filthy… Shar…! Oh God, Troy! …I can't… I can't! …

Seeing the beautiful boy, the fallen angel in such a state, Troy's heart wrenched in pity and anger that boiled his innards, churning deep within his stomach. He wrapped an arm around Ryan, pulling the boy against him. "I'm here, baby," he whispered. "Come on, come on. Deep breaths. Breathe." Ryan's form was still, but for his shuddering chest. His blue eyes were glazed over and unresponsive. Kissing the boy's perspiration damp temple, Troy directed his resignation at his beloved's sister, fury heaving his chest and causing his voice to shake unsteadily. "What the fuck is wrong with you, Sharpay? He's your goddamn twin brother! How does your conscience let you get away with treating him like shit? You have a complete disregard for him when he would give his fucking life for you! Do you know that he's been haunted by that incident ever since it happened?"

Sharpay gaped, seething at the audacity of the golden boy to address her in such a manner. She said nothing, however, and lamely lowered her gaze to the floor.

Troy, on the other hand, was both livid and relentless. He had a reputation for being stubborn and there was no way he was backing down now. Sharpay has to know what she's put him through. She's going to suffer with a guilty conscience just like Ryan did day after day! "All he wants is for you to forgive! That's all he fucking wants from you! He wants the two of you to laugh and smile and sing and shop and be siblings again!" His heart ached as he remembered the sadness in Ryan's eyes when his boyfriend had relayed all of these wishes to him.

"I know we can never be the same as we were before… but I still wish that she would look at me." He had looked into Troy's eyes, and the brunette was crushed to see utter devastation in the depths of the fragile boy's sky blue orbs.

Sweeping Ryan up, he prepared to carry the actor bridal style back to his sleeping quarters. "He wants you to look at him again," Troy voiced, the flames of his anger being gradually extinguished as weariness filled him. "But you can't even give him that, can you?" He gave the girl a last embittered stare, disgusted that she couldn't even meet his eyes, then turned and promptly carried her brother up the stairs.

A/N: I'd like to thank all of my readers and reviewers! I hope you guys will continue to give me your support throughout this story. Next Chapter: The parents at last make their way onto the scene. Stay tuned.