A Walk Through Hell (Boyxboy)

Chapter 22- All Falls Down

The way I was feeling was more than okay. It wasn't perfect, but it wasn't imperfect. I was glad last night happened, but when I woke up to Shane kissing me, I couldn't feel anything once again. I turned my back to him, and he wrapped a lazy arm around my torso, cuddling into me, only making the bed warmer that it already was. He dragged his lips up and down my arm, leaving a trail of goose bumps.

"Last night was amazing," He whispered. I had to agree. It was one of the best. "Yeah. For you or me? My ass feels like its on fire." I joked. He chuckled and squeezed me tighter. "It was perfect for me. I hope it was the same for you?" I nodded. "Passionate. You'll have to eat me out like that much more often." He nibbled my ear before turning me on my back. He got on top of me, his legs on either side of me, and kissed me quickly. "Done," he muttered, slipping underneath the blanket. He brought my legs up so he had access to my ass and he started. His tongue was so deliciously warm, I shuddered. I moaned as he worked, his tongue flitting across my posterior brought waves of pleasure to my core, and I found it hard to stay quiet. But I had to try because it was the morning time and Lizzie would definitely be home.

He didn't do it for very long, and without much warning, he got up, so he was kneeling in front of me. He pushed my legs to the left of my body and he slowly pushed his dick in me. He got hard way too fast, but I was ready for him. My ass was still sore and raw from last night which made it better for me. In the process of him trying to get us both done quickly, he ignored his phone ringing twice. They might have been important calls, but he was too far gone to care. And so was I.

When I'd came, a short while after Shane, he collapsed beside me. I sat up and searched for my boxers. "I hate when you cum inside, I've told you." He rolled his eyes. "The joys of gay sex," he muttered. I stood and walked across the room to get my underwear. "How the hell did these end up all the way over here?" I looked back at Shane. He shrugged. "I don't remember." I shook my head at him. His phone rang once again. I waited for him to answer it, but he never even made an effort to move. "Fuck," I murmured to myself. But he heard me. "What?" He asked. "Nothing. Someone fucking called you three times. Call them back."

"Why does that matter to you?" I shrugged. "If that were me calling you, I'd be pissed." He laughed. "Yeah you would, because then I'd be ignoring you because I was spending a lovely morning with the man I love. Makes sense." I smiled to myself. "So are you meaning to say that if I were to ever call you and you ignore me, you're with the man you love?" He nodded plaufully. I slid my boxers on. "I need a shower." Shane nodded. "Yeah, me too." I watched him get up and walk across the room. He was naked of course, and he was beautiful. Every angle of him was beautiful. He wrapped an attentive arm around my waist. I giggled as he kissed my nose.

"We'll take a shower together." He muttered. I shook my head. "We'll never get clean if we take a shower together, which defeats the purpose completely." He put his other arm around my waist. "We can use soap as lube." I rolled my eyes. "Its brilliant. You'll be clean on the outside and the inside. My dick would become your personal douche." I laughed.

"That made no logical sense, and besides, you cannot become what you already are." He frowned. "Take that back." He muttered like an upset five year old. "No." I whispered teasingly. "Did you smoke anything during the time it took me to wake up? I thought I was the impure one in the relationship." He smiled. "Impure..." He trailed off while he reached up to pull my hair softly. Only a little tuft of hair, twirling it around his index finger. "You shouldn't smoke anymore. You shouldn't smoke anything anymore." I frowned at that. I could say that was an unfair request, but it wasn't. I could get mad, but that took excess energy I didn't have. "I guess not," I muttered. His hand fluttered up to my chin, forcing my eyes up to his. "Please?" He pleaded. "Stop smoking. Stop the drugs." I couldn't say no to the way his eyes made my heart jump.

"Sure," anything for you.

***

"Hey Luke," I murmured into the phone. Shane sat on my bed pouting. About me calling Luke and the fact that he had to work a double shift tonight, once again to be able to make the trip to Illinois to visit the college he and I both applied to. "No...thats not why I'm calling. What the fuck is spliff anyway?" Shane looked up at me. As if to say, "Why the hell are you hanging with a druggy?"

"Oh right, well its almost been a year and we definitely called it weed." I made a face at Shane. Trying to make him smile. It didn't work. "Anyway I just wanted to call and tell you that I'm sobering up. So I won't smoke with you anymore." I squeezed my eyes shut and waited for what I knew would be anger. "No that's...implausible, first off, and second, its ultimately my choice because I consciously called you so we're both thinking for me so...fuck off you...twat." I hung the phone up and threw it.

"My phone. That's my phone." Shane muttered. I shrugged. "It doesn't matter. I did it. And Luke doesn't like you." He shrugged. "I don't like the kid either." I walked back to the bed and crawled onto it, scooting towards him. He was boring me already. "We should go to a concert." I muttered. Shane chuckled. "Random, but I'd love to. Who'd you have in mind." I shrugged. "Being As An Ocean is touring I think." He shook his head. "You're a couple weeks early. They come here next month." I shrugged again and moved so my legs were under me. "Well it would be romantic." Shane laughed without humor. "No it wouldn't."

"Um, you're wrong. 'Laying awake in bed, feeling the spot on my chest where you used to rest your head' is quite possibly the best line I've every heard." Shane took my hand and started playing with my fingers. "That songs about a break up." He countered. I mumbled an insult under my breath that he caught, and he completely tackled me, resting his whole weight on me. "Shane!" I shouted. He had just started smothering me with kisses when there was a light rap at the door.

"Shane get off!" I laughed, trying to pry him off of me. "The doors...locked." he finally let go of me and I flipped him off as I got off the bed and ran to open the door. It was Lizzie. "Dad said you have to take your meds. And then do that tube thingy. Its gross." I glared at her and spun on my heel. I held my arms out. Shane got off of the bed and hugged me, kissed me passionately, then picked me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he carried me downstairs into the kitchen. My stomach growled as I smelled pancakes. I wouldn't eat a full one, but I at least wanted one. Max was waiting. "Shane, I had no idea you were here. Did you stay the night?" He set me down and I scutried off the counter where Max had set out a bottle of mineral water and my pills in a tiny clear cup meant to hold ones cough syrup. I glared at the huge clear syringe full of thick yellowish tinted liquid. "Oh yeah. Sorry I didn't come down to say hello." Max waved it off. "Can I eat?" I asked? Max frowned at me. "That's not a good i-"

"Well I think it is." That shut him up, but not for long. He opened his mouth to say more, but I beat him to it. "The tube is to help me, not to take over the function of my mouth. And anyway, if I'm shot up with that gunk I won't be able to eat a pancake because I'll be too full. I just want to try."

He gave up and dished up a plate. He cut the pancake into tiny, less then bite sized pieces. He and Shane chatted while I ate my breakfast one tiny piece of fluffy pancake at a time. I think I drank more than I are, but I was full but the time I was almost half way done. I had eaten half a plate of a plain pancake. I should get a reward. I still had to get half the contents of the syringe, and by then my stomach hurt from being so full and my medicine was kicking in, which meant nap time for me, by default.

Shane carried me back to the room and laid with me. He traced patterns into my back as I fought against the drugs to stay awake. But I couldn't and I was soon consumed by sleep.

~ christmas! im standing on the side of the road to upload about four chapters since i wont have wifi all week.

bye

named after all falls down by kanye west