A Couple

Definition of Life: To Live

     Cameron would move from outside my bedroom door until I spoke. I didn't want to speak. I wasn't going to speak. Everything was now nothing to me. I wanted to scream until everything in the world fell to ashes.
      My dads traits decided to choose me. How could something like this happen to me of all people. I made good grades and I never skipped doing my chores. I never lie and I've never stolen before. I hate myself for being this way. I feel like I can't live anymore.
      The doctors said I have about two weeks left to live and this is all I want to do. I want to lay in bed never see the outside world again. I was I suppose to say goodbye to my family. Two weeks wasn't enough time to say goodbye to my mother and my sister and mostly everyone I knew. I couldn't bear to see my mothers face on my deathbed.
     "Brian, open the door!" Cameron was beginning to get wrestles.
     I couldn't speak. I didn't want to see him. Not now. I quickly jumped to my feet and looked around my room, "Brian if you don't open this door I will have to force my way in!"
     Through my messy room I was trying to find a way to hide. I couldn't see him! That would be the death of me! He can't see me die!
     I quickly looked back over behind my bed to see my window. I slipped on my shoes and ran over to the window softly unlocking it and sliding open. I was shocked to not hear a single squeak considering that thing hasn't been opened since I was in fifth grade and I'm now a senior in high school.
     I quietly slid my body through and shut the window. I was a bit concerned because the window squeaked when I shut it. I also didn't hear Cameron banging at the door anymore. Maybe he finally gave up again.
     I launched my body from the roof and onto the fresh dirt. I let my feet sink in a little to rest because jumping from a second floor doesn't feel to good on the bottom of your feet. 
      I looked up and began to take off running around my house, but just before I could turn the first corner I was grabbed by two gigantic hands.
     "Cameron let me go!" I was screaming at the top of my lungs.
     "Your not leaving me, not now!" He was engulfed in rage.
      "I don't want to be here anymore. I dot want you to watch me die!" Tears began to well up in my eyes.
     "Brian look at me." , his voice was strangely calm but I wasn't going to look, "Look at me!"
The loudness in his voice force my body to turn around and look at him. There were tears spilling from his eyes. I've never seen him like this before. It made me do nothing but toluene to jelly.
"You think this is only hard on you?!" His voice was still loud, but not as loud as before, "I don't want to loose you! But I have let you go! Guess who's still going to be here after your gone?! Me! Guess who's going to have to deal with the pain until the die?! Me!"
He was angry at me and I don't think there is anything I can do to reverse it. I just turned to him and hugged him. He was my big teddy bear and I let him down trying to leave like that.
"I'll never get to live a happy life and be happy with you. We will never get to grow old and have kids together. All they gave me was two weeks and I don't know what t do with myself. I don't know how to say goodbye. Baby I know it's hard on you but I'm the one dying. Even if I got everything in the world, I'll never get to truly live." I broke down into his chest.
My legs went weak and I could say anymore words. My throat felt as if someone sliced it open and tried to insert a load of feelings that couldn't be described with words.
I was suddenly lifted off of my feet and I. Cameron's arms, "You will live. I promise these next final weeks will be nothing but living."
He began to carry me inside. I was dirty from all the sweat and wrestling we did out there. That was one of the biggest blow outs I've ever had with him.
My mom was standing in the living room just as we walked in, "Where have you two been?"
For some reason my mother didn't show as much expression to me having cancer as I thought she would. I thought it would hurt her the most considering it was too late for me to get any kind of surgery. She would be the one to force them to do it anyway.
"We were just-" Cameron began to speak.
"On a walk." I finished his sentence for him.
"That's nice. You two should go wash up for dinner." At the end of her sentence we were already on our way up the stairs.
Me and Cameron both entered my room and and went strait to the bathroom. He began to wash his hands as I undressed in front of him.
He turned off the water, "Brian what are you doing?"
I only had to hint him with my eyes so he could tell. I then removed my pants and was standing vulnerable in my underwear. My hair was a mess because of the rough handling outside and Cameron was looking mighty rough himself.
He approached me and wrapped his arms around my waist, consuming my ass with his hands. I stood on my tippy toes to kiss him on the lips, when it suddenly turned into a full on make out session.
Our tongues clashed together and made slimy wet sounds. I was instantly turned on and so was he. I could tell by the massive bulge rubbing against the bottom of my stomach. He is so tall and so muscular I just don't know what to do with myself.
I pulled away from him and started the shower. When I turned back around his shirt was off and he was showing off his big pecks.
We waited until the water was hot and got in the shower. He instantly slammed me against the wall and trapped me in. He gently kissed my lips and griped my body. I could feel every inch him against me.
I reached down and grabbed his meat stroking it up and down while he kissed me. I head small deep moans escaping between his lips.
He then turned me around and pushed me against the wall slipping his cock right inside of me. I bit my bottom lip out of pain and pleasure. He didn't hold anything back from fucking the shit out of me.
I tried with all my might to keep my moans in, but the more he pounded, the louder I got. I could feel his soft, wet pubic hair rubbing against my ass.
A sudden force pushed me all the way against the wall. He was coming. And boy did he cum deep. I waited for the last jolts of him shoving his dick deep in me, to pull off.
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Dinner was great today everyone was smiling and it was like my cancer had never existed. My mom even said it would be okay for Cameron to say the night.
I really want every meal I eat with my family to be memorable from now until my final day comes. Everything almost seemed right, but something just wasn't at the same time.
It didn't feel like I was living just yet. I wanted to feel my blood rushing and my heart racing. Something normal humans don't get to feel. As me and Cameron laid down for bed I got just the idea, "Let's rob a bank."