Just Hit 'Send' By Grasshopper

Just Hit 'Send' - The High School Years by Grasshopper Ch. 11

"Sleep?" Jordy asked, not wanting to let Danny go but feeling his eyes burning.

"Yeah, I guess," Danny answered. "I just don't want tonight to end."

"Me either, but if we go to sleep like this in the chair, and Mama walks in, life as we know it will end, so.............," Jordy sighed and ran his hand gently over Danny's naked body.

Danny sucked in his breath as Jordan's hand lingered here, touched there, caressed, smoothed, fingers light, hands tender.

"You do know you drive me crazy?" he mumbled, his breath coming in short jerks.

"Oh Yeah," Jordy laughed. "Wouldn't waste my time otherwise." Slapping Danny's cute butt, Jordan climbed out of the recliner, stood over Danny, looked him over thoroughly, making him blush, and rolled his eyes.

"What?"

"Oh nothin'."

"WHAT?"

"You don't wanna know."

"Yes I do!"

"Sure?"

"JORDAN!"

"Jordy laughed, his dimples creasing, his slim body totally aroused. "You are SO hot, Daniel Trainor. I could just eat you with a spoon."

Danny's face shot from white to red in one second flat. "Jordy," he managed to gasp, as they both collapsed into a fit of giggles.

As if it was the most natural thing in the world, Jordan reached down and scooped Danny up in his arms. "Time to get a little sleep," he said, as he walked the short distance to the bottom bunk. Danny wanted to be ashamed, wanted to be embarrassed that Jordy carried him like a baby, but somehow, it just made him feel loved.

"I'll be right up there if you need me," Jordy gestured to the top bunk, an odd look flickering in his eyes.

"Do you always sleep up there?" Danny asked.

"I will tonight," Jordan answered quickly.

"Well then," Danny whispered softly, "afraid to ask, yet somehow knowing that Jordan needed to say, "Who slept in the other bunk?"

Silent for a minute, Jordan exhaled and answered quietly, "Not tonight, Dan. Another time, K?"

"Sure, Jordy," Danny smiled sadly. He felt his heart aching for what he knew was pain Jordy was feeling. Danny knew all about pain.

Jordy leaned in and kissed Danny gently on the lips and then on the forehead. "Sleep good. I'm right here." His hand ruffled Danny's hair and he climbed the rungs to the top bunk, his hand gently touching the faded red bow that drooped from the top rung. Danny heard the bed creaking as Jordy's weight settled into the mattress.

Impossible Situation:

Danny, wide-eyed, wanting to help - not shut out; just not able to ask again.

Jordan, for the very first time, trusting enough, wanting to turn off the sunshine and let the pain go.

5 minutes - 10 minutes - Danny could hear a clock ticking somewhere in the room, could hear Jerimiah chasing rabbits in his dreams. Then, he heard another sound, the soft muffled sound of tears. Danny had never hated his legs as much as he did at that moment.

"Damn, Jordy!" he whispered. "I can't come up there. Get down here...NOW!"

He heard a sniffle and then Jordy's long tanned legs appeared over the edge of the top rail. Swinging down, he thrust himself into the bottom bunk, just melted into Danny, his wet face crushed to Danny's chest.