Lust and Wrath

Chapter 22

Daniel'sPointof View

"You've had your fun, now it's time for me to have mine," I said viciously. Scott looked at me a bit curiously, not at all interested. "We should probably save that for later," he said in a low voice. What?

"Don't forget your mom is still here, and that we're probably lucky that she didn't hear us just now," he said, grabbing a towel and wiping his member off. I will admit that he did have a point, and it was probably for the best. I did want to have my turn at things, but I suppose that could wait for later.

I go sit on my bed, the sheets scrambled from our sexual activity. After he zips his pants back up, he sees my sad face, and comes to sit down beside me. I'm trying to put together what just happened, Scott gave me a blowjob, right in my own home. I won't lie, I do love him, but it all just seems too rushed. I probably seemed a bit out of character when I told him I was about to have my shot at doing things then.

"What's wrong Danny?" He asks with a sarcastic voice. "Are you sad that you didn't get to have your fun with me?" He said in a teasing manner. I was sad, and now I was mad again that he teased me for it. I pouted my arms, and shook my head. "I don't forgive you anymore," I said, frowning.

He booed at me, and then scooted back towards the wall. I felt him grab my body, and pull me in between his open legs until we were both in contact with eachother, still hugging me by the upper chest. His legs were so long that it made me feel like a toy. "Don't worry, you'll get your chance soon," he says, wiggling his nose on my cheek.

I clenched my shoulders a little, his nose was cold like a dogs, and it was so adorable that it made me whimper a little.

"Maybe," he said in a low voice, his hand beginning to caress my chest. The sensations make me shiver

God dammit, he's literally about to turn me on again. I pull away from him, suddenly remembering about what I texted Nico. "Scott, I was wondering," I began. He looked at me seriously.

"Do you want to come to the lock-in with me tomorrow?"

He didn't think I saw, but his cheeks began to turn pink. "What? No way, those things are a load of childish bull." He put his palm on his forehead, shaking it.

I pouted my lips, and whimpered a little. He uncovered his eyes, and gave in once he saw me. "Ugh, okay, I'll do it for you," he said. I grinned, and then jumped on him for a big hug. I wrapped my smaller legs around me, and he used his hands to support me up.

"Yay, we can have lots of fun, like eating, watching movies, playing games, all that!" I exclaimed, running my mouth off.

"Yeah, and I get to show that cute ass of yours off to everyone," he grinned. Wait, this made me stop and think. I pulled away from the hug, and he set me down on the ground.

"So are we actually official?" I asked nervously, twiddling my fingers. We already had sex twice, so it's pretty much obvious that were in a relationship now, although I didn't want anybody to know about it. He raised his eyebrow.

"Why, you don't want everyone to know that we're going out?"

Words are said more easier than done. It'd probably wouldn't be a surprise to everyone else if they knew that he was gay, but to me, it could ruin me. I wanted to go out with Scott, but not if it meant that it would dig me in a hole I couldn't escape.

"Alright," he sighed. "We'll keep it a secret, but you have to come out sometime." I wouldn't plan on doing anything like that anytime soon, but as long as he knew that I was good with it, I'm safe. I nodded.

"Great, I'll see you tomorrow," he says, beginning to walk out the door. "Wait," I said. "Why leaving so early?"

"We already had lots of fun, right, and plus I gotta go get my dad to sign the dumb paper."

"Oh okay," I replied, and we exited my room, walking downstairs to the entrance. I opened the front door for him, and he stepped out. "I'll call you afterwards, okay?" I nodded, and then he left.

I shut the door, a bit curious that my mom wasn't anywhere around, or didn't even say bye to him. She didn't properly talk to him when I brought him over, it's like she was afraid to even look at him after I said his name.

Knowing that she was provably cooped up in her room still, I still needed to sign my paper for the lock-in. I quickly ran back upstairs to fetch the paper, and back downstairs in front of my mom's room. I knocked three times.

"Come in," she said.

I stepped in, and I knew this wasn't going to be good. She stood in front of the door, not doing anything, almost as if she was expecting me to come in. Tears were clearly visible, flowing down her face, as she gave me a devastating look. "Mum," I shouted, running towards her, and grabbing her hands.

"What happened, what's wrong," I demanded. She clenched her eyes as I spoke, and began to cry even harder. I could tell her voice was faltering, and she wanted to tell me something, and that it wouldn't be good in any way.

"It's about Scott."