From Straight Lines to Circles (bxb) ***ON HOLD***

Chapter Fourteen

I know I have not updated this story in awhile so I'm excited for this chapter! Enjoy :)

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Billys POV (warning*** mature bxb content)***

"Daneee," I moaned loudly as he roughly attacked my lips, his tongue greedily searching the inside of my mouth. I was currently pressed underneath him, his muscular body straddling mine. Rapidly, he unbuckled my belt, yanking down my skinny jeans and boxers in the process.

And then he grabbed my manhood.

Firmly he moved, making my breath come out in random pants. There was nothing gentle about his touch, it was firm, methodical, rough...

But it was perfect.

I saw the very diffinitive bulge in his pants, telling me something I should know by now...

Dane was as turned on as I was.

But it still shocked me and that day, the day we kissed under the maple tree, was exactly where it started.

***FLASHBACK***

After we kissed we had seperated, both of us turned on and lusting, but only he possessing a darker emotion.

I had tried to decipher it, staring into the deep depths of his dark eyes, but I could think of nothing. Suddenly he broke our staring though, yanking my hand and dragging me to a beat up pick up truck, the red paint chipping and rusting.

Without a word or glare he threw me in the passenger seat, the itchy, old fabric tickling my thighs. He then climbed into the drivers side, starting the creaking engine before speeding out of the parking lot, the sound of the cars motor deafening.

"Where are we going?" I questioned, not worried but simply curious. He shrugged his shoulders sharply, quickly glancing at me sideways.

"Somewhere private." He stated darkly, not helping my curiousity in any way or form. With a frustrated huff I sank fully into my seat, glaring at the side of Danes head. I could see the ghost of a smile appear on his serious face, making me almost gasp in shock, before he quickly erased it and re-adopted his familiar brooding expression. Secretly I rolled my eyes, looking out the window to occupy my mind.

When we finally arrived where we were supposed to be going, I was honestly surprised. We were in front of a small appartment building, the outside flecked with dirt and graffiti. I stared at it curiously, unmoving for awhile, before he mistook my speculation for disdain.

"Look if you are going to insult it we can just-"

"Stop." I said reassuringly, interrupting his tirade. "I am just curious, who lives here?" He looked at me straight on, his eyes (as always) completely serious.

"I do." He stated evenly, almost proudly. He then turned and walked into the building, clearly expecting me to follow. So I scampered after him, passing the worn rugs in the hallways. He then reached room number twenty five, slipping the key into the door and unlocking it.

The appartment was simple, bare of any furnishings or decoration. but it was clean, the few scratched tables and chairs polished and orderly. He threw his keys on the counter, carefully gauging my expression as I surveyed the room. When he saw no hint of disdain in my expression he only then started to talk.

"I own it." He said, part proud and part bitter. involuntarily my curiosity piqued, bringing out my nosy side.

"But you are only seventeen." I said slowly. He nodded slightly, affirming my question.

"My parents and I didn't exactly... get along." He said coldly, the anger obvious in his face. "So when I was sixteen I was legally emancipated. In the eye of the law I am an adult." He explained, making everything clearer. "Everything in here I pay for myself." He said factually, making me smile as I heard his now unmistakeable pride. I walked towards him slowly, a soft, respecting look on my face.

"I'm impressed." I said shyly. "I don't think I could handle that." He nodded, a grim, faraway look in his eyes.

"I manage." He stated walking towards me, the grim look being forced away by something else.

Lust.

I whimpered slightly, anticipation flowing through me at his advance. Without warning he grabbed me, pulling me into his arms and carrying me down a short hallway. When we reached the bedroom he kicked open the door, throwing me on the bed. He then climbed on top of me, smashing my lips against his and almost immediately sticking his tongue in my mouth.

I moaned loudly, shocked and pleased by his actions. Quickly he unbuttoned my pants, yanking them down along with my boxers. Cold air hit my exposed area, making me hard with excitement. He smirked at me, clasping his hand around my shaft. I ground against his hand in frustration, bursting with anticipation...

But he refused to move.

Torturously he kept his hand still, a serious, angry look on his face.

"Listen closely little boy." He drawled in a threatening manner moving his face claser to mine. "I am not a fag, got it?" I nodded quickly, desperate for his touch. when he noticed my nod he started moving.

And I got the best pleasure I had ever had.

**END OF FLASHBACK**

And that is pretty much all we had been doing for the past three days. Since my parents were out of town it was easy to skip school and the school barely even noticed I was gone.

And I was really glad.

"Ohhh." I moaned loudly, his hand moving faster and faster as I grew closer to the edge. Just as I was about to go over he stopped, making me groan in frustration. He then started to unbuckle his pants, quickly removing his black boxers after. I panted in anticipation, my body slick with sweat. He spread my legs wider, flipping me on my stomach. He then lined himself up, preparing to enter me. But he paused.

And I waited for him to say exactly what I knew what was coming.

"I'm not a fag." He said sternly, a slight strain leaking into his tone. I nodded weakly, ignoring the painful ache that ran through my chest at his words. After my acknoledgement he lost all caution, slamming into me as I cried out in lusty ectasy.

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I know there was no Charlie and Collin in this chapter but I promise in the next there will. This chapter was just necessary for what I'm planning. So thanks for reading and vote and comment if you please!