I want you but my hands are tied....

Find my lover

No one's pov

"Hey Donny,are you going on another tour with Michael",Jimmy asked, confusion pooling in his eyes. "No... I'm not",Donny sighs,rubbing his temples as he was now feeling quite hurt about Michael's lack of use in his number. "Oh...mother seemed pretty adamant,she sounded angry and she mentioned Michael...I think his mother was on the phone so I thought you guys were going again",Jimmy deadpanned,swishing his left foot around as he really hated it when he's brothers left,even if it was just one.

"What did they say Jimmy...did ya here",Donny whispers,leaning in close to his little brother,fear of nosy people lurking. "Something about being ripped up and no longer calling...fearing it would ruin your life", Jimmy whispered back as Donny was quickly stumped on what his mother meant.

"Well...we have Caller ID so I could ask maybe Merill or Alan to maybe call up the Jacksons and ask them if there's anything planned that I don't know about...a tour or something",Donny suggested, butterflies in his stomach as he thought of Michael answering."Why don't you call",Jimmy challenged,giving his brother a curious look. "Because I don't want to",Donny lied,shoving his little brother out the room as he knew the consciences if anyone on the phone found out it was him.

Giving Michael his private number would mean private conversations to go with their private relationship as so many prayed for it to not to be.

"Ripped up...can no longer call,fearing it would ruin my life........THE SECRET NUMBER",Donny shrieks,racing down the stairs, ambition to find the number that was called moments before.

"Phone,phone, phone....where are ya phone",He mumbled to himself. He quietly cheered as it was slot in the corner of the desk. "Okay...the call was taken 10 minutes ago...so it would be...this one",Donny smiled to himself,his eyes lighting up. He had found the Jackson number.

"Wait,but it's the home number...how will I know Michael will be the one to pick up...we change our number everyday thanks to crazy fans so hopefully they'll never know it's from this house...let's hope",Donny said triumphantly as he rang the number.
A sweet "hello" came out of the phone.

Donny cleared his throat and asked very professionally if he could speak to Michael. The woman who Donny soon realized was Katherine,happily gave her permission and gave the  phone to her previously sobbing son.

"Hello",Michael spoke quietly through the phone. Donny lit up as he heard his lover. "Michael,it's me Donny",Donny whispered smiling from ear to ear as Michael did the same. "How did you get my number...my mother ripped yours up",Michael sniffed as he has been crying.

"We have Caller ID...I managed to flick through past numbers that have been called or called us during the day.... it's so good to hear your voice",Donny cries,tearing up slightly as he thought they had lost touch...He'd loose the one person he truly cared for that wasn't of family or a friend.

"How are we supposed to see eachother",Michael whines.Donny smirked as it was obvious he was also stamping his feet. "My chaffeur will take me for the one hour ride up to Encino",Donny laughed as though it was the most easiest plan in the world.
"And what if the chaffeur tells someone where you went or you get caught",Michael panicks,his breaths quickening as every word spilled out.

"I'm close with Barry...he knows I've always wanted to hang out with you guys so I don't think he'd think much of it Mike",Donny educates,sipping his warm milk laying on his dining table.
"When shall we meet kind sir",Michael mocks in a Shakespeare type tone. "We shall meet when the beckon is in the sky and shining a bright light on us",Donny laughs. Michael giggled along with him.

The time was set!

               .... Early Morning....

Grabbing at cleavage and snacks,the brown haired lad was ready for Encino. "I'm coming Michael",He whispered happily,jumping out of the window onto the tree outside.

"Come along now... don't want you mother literally setting on fire when she sees us doing this,I could loose my job and you could loose your freedom to leave the house",Barry sighed,moving his head to the side as a signal for Donny to get in the car.

"Thankyou for doing this...I feel so locked up in there all the time Barry,I want some freedom",Donny laughed,leaning against the head rest of the comfy, leisure chair.

"I know you do",Barry smiles through the rear mirror,making eye contact with the young lad.

             ......One hour later.....

"Alright call me when you want me back here okay",Barry orders,hopping into the car after one finally goodbye.

"Donny....psss... Donny",A voice whispered amongst the trees beside the huge house. Donny smirked as he mind and body knew exactly who it was. "Hey Mike",Donny whispers back,quickly pulling him into a desperate hug. They let out deep sighs against eachother not wanting to let go.

"I thought I was never going to see you again",Donny cries,leaning his head against Michael's. "My mother made it so hard for me...I was certain I wasn't going to see you but...you called and my heart felt better",Michael smiled,running his hands through Donny's hair.

Grabbing a fierce hold of Michael's neck,Donny kissed him deeply and passionately. Breath knocked out of their lungs as their tongues danced together in as much rhythm as they shared on stage. Letting out a long breaths after they finally broke away. "Your such a good kisser Donny but sometimes I feel like I'm going to suffocate,you hold the kiss for that long",He breathed,holding his chest, smirking as Donny belly laughed.

"It's not my fault that's what you bring out in me",Donny teased. Michael whimpered as he felt Donny's hands pinch his behind.

"God your such a sub",Donny laughed,dragging Michael away from curious eyes. "I ain't no sub....I'm an obvious dom",Michael demanded, taking Donnys hand away from his.

"We'll see about that",Donny smirked,shoving Michael against the nearest tree. He winced as Donny's grip was rough and his stare made him shudder.

"Donny...",Michael shuddered as the older lad did something he'd not planned to do. "This will make you feel good...okay",Donny smiled,sliding his hand down Michael's torso,not stopping till his hand was inside his jeans. "Jesus",Michael cried as he gripped the oak tree,biting his lip hard as Donny's hand stayed in his pants, giving him pleasure. The faster it got the more he squirmed and moaned for he had only ever touched himself.

"Oh my god",Michael cried,as he couldn't take no more,releasing everything. "See...I told ya your a sub... I'd never let you take control of me like that",Donny laughed,pulling from the thin lad as he let out a long and hard breath. A blush on his cheeks as he refused to make eye contact with the seventeen year old.