H2OVanoss & Bitches

Stress 3: Relief

It happened quickly. Jonathan honestly couldn't believe what he had just witnessed, if the circumstances were different he most likely would have started crying, turned into a sobbing mess. But he didn't, because that wasn't the person he grew up with. So much stress. It's hard to believe one person could handle it all, any other person might have tried to kill themselves by now but not Jonathan. He was stronger than that and he knew it but still, he was frozen by what had just happened.

Evan moved quickly grabbing a wine glass and shattering it using the stem of the glass and stabbing Tyler in the leg making him loose grip on his weapon, taking a hand full of the man's hair he kneed him in the face kicking him to the ground as he mounted him he continuing his assault sure to leave long lasting damage. He got off the blood covered man breathing heavily. Widow chuckled grabbing Tyler and throwing the man over his shoulder "I'll drop his sorry ass in an alley, you might wanna get cleaned up Evan." Evan looked at himself in the mirror, his pants were soaked in blood and his white shirt blotched red. Jonathan grabbed his shoulder "Come on, I'll help you clean up." Evan nodded his face blank as he followed Jonathan to the bathroom. 

Marcel sucked through his teeth, "That. Was fuckin intense." Luke nodded "Yeah, yeah it sure was. What do you think is the story behind that?" Marcel shook his head "No fucking clue. A distant relative, or a concerned staff member, possibly one of his dad's bodyguards even. Hell, he might have been taught this kinda stuff since he was a kid considering who his parents are." Luke looked at him curiosity crossing his face "Who are his parents?" Marcel sighed "Jan Lee and LeiFang. Mr. Lee as far as I know is an entrepreneur of sorts, and LeiFang is a scientist at MisTec. So I guess it kinda makes sense considering the kind of enemies his parents may have." Luke nodded and sighed "Wanna go get some dinner at the French restaurant a few blocks over?" Marcel smiled "I thought you'd never ask."

Evan stripped out of his shirt and pants setting his shoes by the door as Jonathan ran a shower taking his socks off and tossing them in the basket by the door. "Evan..." Jonathan said peeking out of the bathroom, Evan looked over to him he was stripped down to his underwear as well "I don't need help getting clean." he stated plainly "Your trembling hands and wobbly legs say otherwise. That was the first time you've ever come that close to the edge, isn't it?" Evan looked at him face still blank and nodded. "The first time always leaves a person shaking in their boots no matter who you are. Come on, I'll help you." Evan nodded walking past him and taking off his underwear. Once inside the hot water brought relief and he finally took notice of his weak legs and shaking hands feeling strong hands wrap around his shoulders working their way to soothe stiff muscles. "Where did you learn that? I mean, anyone could do it but you moved quickly almost professionally, and the way you used the wine glass. I'm just curious." Evan nodded leaning back against his broad chest "You promise not to laugh?" Jonathan opened his mouth but swallowed his sarcastic comment when he saw the seriousness of Evan's face and just nodded. "Video games." Jonathan eyed the younger man "You mean to tell me that you learned to beat the shit out of someone from a fucking video game?" Evan sighed and nodded "At first the games were a stress reliever, but after a year or two they didn't help as much. So I decided to watch closely and made adjustments where needed to make the moves physically possible. Then I started practicing, teaching myself how to fight. Even then after about three years a simple punching bag full of sand didn't cut it anymore, so I started underground fighting." Jonathan spoke. "Let me guess, that stopped after a few years as well." Evan only shook his head gasping when Jonathan found a knot in his shoulder blade "My parents found out so they put me under house arrest of sorts. After that, the stress started building up, and I handled it the best I could, but sometimes you need more than just toys." Evan took note of the heat building in his gut turning away slightly to hide his problem.

He felt the hands move around to his chest "I know how you feel. It's hard to find the same kind of relief, it's not as pleasing doing it yourself than it is to have another person with you." dull nails dragged down his pecs one hand stopping at his nipple flicking it lightly making Evan gasp as the other moved down his side to his back squeezing his ass lightly. Evan was panting at this point "So pent up aren't we." Evan nodded "When's the last time you were pleasured properly?" Evan shook his head "Never. I'm a virgin, only ever used toys of my own." he gasped as Jonathan gripped his nipple between his fingers twisting the hard bud slightly as his other hand groped his ass. He let out a high moan as Jonathan started kissing his neck quickly finding the tender spot between his neck and shoulder "So you mean to tell me you've never been fucked, never been pleasured, never been touched the way I am now?" Evan nodded gasping as Jonathan squeezed again feeling the other man's large member pressing against his back "Fuck... Jonathan~" Evan panted grabbing hold on the towel bar in front of him for support "Please..." Evan begged and Jonathan couldn't say no. As much as he wished the circumstances were different he needed this just a bad as Evan if not more.