Dawson Brothers (boyxboy)

Chapter Four

I opened my eye's to see that I was in my room with Miles holding me against his chest, but what I couldn't see was who was in mine. I know I didn't fall asleep with any one except my brother, so why were there three bodied instead of two? I should push them away, make a scene out of kicking them out of the bed but those thoughts were silenced when I saw to green eyes look up into mine. 

"Ryan, what did mom say about crawling in throw the window," I scolded her before giving her a small kiss on the cheek. 

"Oh who cares," She giggled, squeezing her body closer to mine, "Miles looks good, kinda scary, but good." 

"Yeah..." as if on cue his body began shaking violently as he broke out into a cold sweat. I tried to escape his vise like arms as the slowing began choking me to death! For the first time in my life, I was scared of my brother. If it hadn't been for Ryan punching him in the gut so hard his eyes teared, he would have killed me. 

"Fuck, who the hell..." Miles yelled, curling up into a large ball of muscle and pain. 

"Man, something's wrong with you." Ryan warned him as she sat up, keeping me trapped between them. 

A few years ago, Ryan and Miles were as thick as thieves, they knew everything about each other, even lost their virginity to one another, but then she got caught up with some bad chicks, and he couldn't take it so they broke up. Ryan wasn't much of a people person, and was left with nothing, so I started talking to her. Over the years, I had forgotten that she was Miles first, and his best, according to a drunken confession a year of two afterwards. The thought never bothered me, until he was laying right beside me while undressing her with his eyes. 

"Ryan? I didn't notice yesterday, but you've really buffed up, it a good way," HE complimented, drooling over her new body. 

"Thanks, I joined the wrestling team at school," She flirted back! 

"What's your rank?" 

"Captain," She had a grin that stretched from one ear to the other, "Hey, I heard you're..." She made a thrusting motion with her hips, then pointed at me. Ryan Sawyer, queen of class. My face was bright red as I came up with the quickest was to kill my best friend and erase those gestures from Miles mind. What shocked me more was when he laughed and grabbed my ass! 

"Not yet," he purred low in my ear. 

"I'm gonna..." 

"Not so fast!" Ryan pushed me back onto the bed where Milo pinned me with his legs around my hips. 

"There's a part tomorrow night at Alex's place, I want you both there," She commanded. 

"I don't think..." 

"We'll be there," Miles accepted before I could say more, "Even if I have to drag him by his ankles," He teased, him face hovering only an inch away from mine. 

"Kinky," Ryan giggled as he retreated to the window where she threw her legs around the ledge and prepared for the drop, "Goodnight, you two!" 

Before she was even out of site, Miles lips were dominating mine hungrily as if his life depended on it.  

Alex's P.O.V.

I left him alone for five minutes and already he has a slut grinding against his front and another on his hip, like a tag team seduction. I could feel my face grow red as I watched, fuming silently against the wall. He was Mine damnit, why couldn’t those tramps just see that we’re together and leave him the fuck alone, but of course they didn’t know. As far as everyone knew, we were nothing more than brothers.

I almost screamed in rage when his lust filled eye’s met mine from across the room. I wasn’t going to stand there and watch this crap, so I turned to leave but a tall muscled man was blocking my way.

“Where are you going?” He asked as he pulled me toward the dance floor, with one arm around my waist, the other holding a beer.

It took a bit but finally I recognized him as the Jamaican wrestler Ryan had beaten a few days ago, whose name I later learned was Jason. I would have turned him turned him down, just because Miles is being a manwhore doesn’t mean I have to be, but when I saw the jealousy in Miles eye’s, knew I couldn’t resist having just a little fun with this. I let Jason put his hands on my hips and grind against me. To be honest, it was fun and sexy and I kinda liked it. For five songs I let myself have a little bit of ‘innocent’ fun, all at Mile’s expense.

“Your brother doesn’t look so happy,” Jason stated, turning us a little so I could see Miles glaring from the couch, no longer surround by girls.

“He’s homophobic,” I lied, enjoying it when Jason laughed, his hot breath hitting my ear and neck in just the right way to make me shiver.

“Then I wonder what he would do, if I kissed you?”

Before I could stop him his warm lips were on mine, in a hot lustful kiss, and then he was gone, replaced by a very pissed looking Miles.

Miles P.O.V.

“Stay the fuck away from my brother!”

Everyone watched as I threw the man on the ground, shielding Alex from his perverseness.

“Chill out, it was just a kiss, no harm done,” the man laughed, whipping a small bit of blood off his lip.

“Who invited the faggots?” A bystander asked.

“You better watch your mouth.” Alex suddenly appeared, helping Jason off the ground so they could both turn to glare him down.

“Why should I? These disgusting freaks don’t…” I don’t know who punched him first, but soon all three of us were on this guy, swinging and kick the shit out of him. No one was going to call my brother fag, not while I’m around. Of course, the little shit had friends and soon it was an all out drunken brawl. I didn’t know half the people I was fighting with or whose side they were on, just that they were in my way. All I wanted was to find Alex, and leave but when I tried to walk away something covered in blood grabed my ankle and pulled me to the ground. My head smacked into the coffee table, followed by a puck to the temple, and I was out.

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Authors Note: This was just a little something so you all don't think that I've given up on the story though I know it's been months since I've up dated. Please Vote and Comment!