THE ONLY EXCEPTION (BOYXBOY)

Chapter Nine: Declan

DISCLAIMER: What you are about to read is male/male interaction with graphic suggestive situations. If you aren't old enough to read this I ask "Where in the hell are you parents?" If the act of two men repulse you then really I ask "Why are you still reading this?" All characters are the legal age of 18 and further more they are fictional characters. Again if this isn't your cup of tea please go elsewhere to get your drink. Thank You. For everyone else please enjoy this scolding hot cup of boyxboy action... I mean.... no that's what I meant.

Declan's POV:

He was about to remove my briefs when I placed my hands on top of his. I had no problem with becoming the dominate one when it came to giving him pleasure. It was only when I became the center of attention did I bulk and shy away.               

 "Wait." Sitting up I sat Indian style on the air bed and watched Micah for a second. His eyes still glazed over with remnants of lust.

"You said you needed to talk to me... I'm curious about what."  I watched Micah's eyes travel down my body to my briefs then come back up to me. Mirroring me Micah sat facing me. I knew as much as he wanted to continue our little fun he knew I was right. He did have something he needed to tell me.

"You're right... you can be... distracting... I wanted to talk to you about the kiss... and ... Todd." He said. My eyes cut away from his when he said Todd's name. I didn't want to hear about Todd after just blowing his mind away.

              'That's what you get for stopping things.' My conscious said.

                "You don't need to talk to me about Todd." I said trying to sound nonchalant about it. Taking one of my hands he squeezed my fingers with his own.

                "Yes I do." Shaking my head I turned away altogether. Would he just drop it already?

                "I already know what happened between you and Todd. I was there remember?" That was something I'd never forget. That was a side of Micah I never wanted to ever see. The side of him that was nothing but pure rage.

                "You saw what happened at the end... you don't know what brought us there. You don't know what he's capable of Declan." Micah said his voice somewhat broken. I turned back to him to see the lust gone. It was replaced with haunted shadows of his past.

                "What do you mean ‘what he's capable of?’" I watched Micah struggling to find the words he needed. When he finally did, he lifted his head so that he could look me in the eyes.

                "It started the summer before freshmen year..." I didn't interrupt him. I could see this was tough for him. As he went on with the story I felt my eyes getting wider and wider. Micah's grip on my fingers tightened when he reached the part of the story I knew. By the time he got finished he was a teary eyed mess. I sat there stunned at his admissions about Todd's behavior... about his threat against my life.

                "So you see... I had to tell you before something.... I couldn't let him.... if he hurt you..." Micah's choking sobs were like stakes driving into my heart. Pulling him in close I wrapped my arms and legs around his body as he cried. I tried to soothe him best I could all the while flashes popping up in my head. He tried to rape Micah... he drugged him and tried to rape my Micah. I remembered the easy smile on his face when I'd seen him at the game. How he casually checked me out in my soccer uniform. I even gave him my freaking number.  Now I felt dirty. I felt like he'd defiled me some way. He actually thought Micah was in love with him. After nearly having the shit beat out of him he still thought they'd end up together. We lay there listening to the bass of the music from the party mixed with our own. His breathing had become steady and for a minute I thought he'd fallen asleep.