Just Hit 'Send' By Grasshopper

Just Hit 'Send' - The High School Years by Grasshopper Ch. 8

"Jordy?"

Jordan turned his head and looked over toward Danny. "One sec...I've almost got it." He slammed the joystick forward and the last vampire smashed into the wall. Easing back in the chair, he swung around to look at Danny. "Yep?"

Danny was sitting in his wheelchair by the window. He'd been watching Jordan play on the computer for last 30 minutes. He'd watched his quick reflexes and the way he twisted his body with every turn and curve on the screen as if he WAS the vampire hunter, slaying the last of the daemons. Danny thought back to last Saturday, when Jordan had been flying, his body arched, his board gliding. He remembered how he had felt at that split second; in that instant that he had fallen in love. He felt the same way right now just looking at him. But, how do you tell someone that you love them? How does one boy tell another boy?

"Jordy?"

"Do I have to guess or are you gonna tell me?" Jordan grinned, getting up and walking over to the window. Seeing the expression in Danny's eyes, his own darkened and he came to his knees beside the chair. "What? Dan? Come on, talk to me."

Danny lowered his face. "Jordy? Thank you for today. I didn't think I'd ever feel that way again." He felt the tears, tried to keep them away and finally just let them roll down his cheeks.

Jordan's chest tightened, his heart hurt. "Hey," he murmured gently, his hand going to Danny's face, his thumb wiping at the tears. "There's nothing you can't do, Dan. You proved that today. Maybe not the way you used to but we're not gonna let life pass you by, right?" Jordan felt something click inside his heart. "Danny?" he whispered. "Can I collect what you owe me?" He moved to the front of the wheelchair, perched on his knees between Danny's legs and slowly reached for his face.

Danny leaned toward Jordan, hesitant but wanting it so badly; to feel Jordan's mouth. That mouth with the crooked grin; that mouth that told him he was good enough; that mouth that made him feel whole.

Jordan watched Danny lean in toward him, hypnotized by that beautiful, pouty bottom lip. Eyes wide open, they moved closer. "K?" Jordan asked. Danny nodded, his breath coming in short bursts. Jordan's eyelids fluttered shut and he leaned in, his lips just grazing Danny's closed mouth. Moving in closer, Jordan put both hands on Danny's cheeks and gently held him. He felt Danny press into his hands and curve his cheek into the palms of his hands. "Kiss me, Danny," he whispered as he heard Danny sigh.

Jordan's lips softened and he gently took Danny's bottom lip into his mouth. Teeth teasing, he felt the tip of Danny's tongue gently touch his lips. "Oh, God, Dan," he sighed into Danny's mouth. "You taste so good." He felt his body stirring, churning for things he'd never had. This one kiss was making him want everything.

Rocking back on his heels, Jordan just stared at the boy sitting so quietly in that chair, his eyes wet, his mouth soft and his pulse knocking a rhythm in his chest.

"I need to hold onto you, Dan," he said, his voice rough.

"Please," Danny whispered. "I need to be held."

Jordan knew better than to help. He moved out of the way so Danny could use his braces to get to the bed. Dropping them to the side, Danny eased himself onto the bed and waited, his eyes never leaving Jordan's. He patted the quilt beside him.

Jordan walked around to the other side and sat down carefully. Awkward, suddenly shy, he didn't know what to do next. "In all the stories, they jump on each other," he giggled nervously, "Ripping clothes and all."

Danny snorted back a laugh. "This isn't a story, though. This is just us. Come over here closer, please, so I can touch you." Jordan schooched over until his hip was rubbing against Danny's. Shoving him gently in the center of the chest, Jordan pushed Danny backwards until he was lying on his back, his head nestled in the pillows. Stretched out beside him, Jordan rested his head on his hand, his elbow dug into the bed. "Do we know what we're doing?" he asked softly.