The Cost Of Love (Bxb, Rape, Abuse)

Reunion

Michael was the first one to arrive, then some distant cousins and other great aunts and uncles. Ryan was busy introducing Austin to all of his family, which to Austin's surprise received him very well. Austin didn't know any of these people and felt a little uneasy, but anytime someone spoke to him he never showed it.

"Hey, my dad needs my help over at the grill for a bit. Are you going to be okay here?" Ryan asked as he handed Austin a beer.

"Yeah, I'll sit here and talk with your cousin Stacy." Austin and Stacy had been chatting since Ryan introduced them.

"Okay, if you need anything you know where to find me." Ryan said as he swatted Austin on the ass.

"You two are just the cutest couple I've ever seen!" Stacy exclaimed in a Texas accent. "I just couldn't be happier for you guys."

"Thanks. You don't think anyone is going to say anything about it?"

"Awe hell no, and if they do I'll be more than happy to take care of them." Stacy said as she cracked her knuckles playfully.

"I don't think I've ever seen a family reunion this big."

"We are a big family, and each time we get a little bigger. I'm glad that your apart of it now. I could always tell that something was missing in Ryan's life, something to complete him, and you're it. I've never seen him this happy before. There is a glow that follows him around. I just hope you know how special you are and what you really mean to him." Stacy offered. "Now let's go find our guys, I'm hungry and I'm sure you are to."

Austin couldn't help but smile at that last statement. They walked over to the grill and Austin was in awe of everything that was on there. He didn't know what to go for so Stacy helped him out. By the time they had reached the end of the last table, Austin had two big plates full of food. He told Stacy he didn't know how he was going to eat all of it. She laughed and told him that she did go a little crazy but the food is so good that he shouldn't have a problem finishing it off.

While they were eating a sleek black, Mercedes-Benz S65 AMG came rolling up the driveway. Austin wondered who it was. Then it dawned on him, he hadn't seen Ryan's sister. He remembered how much Ryan disliked his sister and wondered how he was going to react now that she's here.

"Oh joy. The Beverly Hills princess is here." Stacy said sarcastically "I don't know why she even bothered to come. The only reason she comes is to show off her money and rub it in that she left the simple country life for the lavish life of Beverly Hills."

When his sister stepped out of the car, she was wearing a beautiful pearl white dress that stopped right above her knees, with little pearls accents and matching stilettos. Her shoulder length blonde hair flowed out from an over sized sun hat, and her eyes hidden behind over sized sunglasses.

Austin looked around at everyone else, who was wearing t-shirts and shorts, and no one really noticed or cared that she had arrived. He saw Ryan look over and go back to what he was doing. He didn't even make an attempt to go over and see her. Finally, he saw Shelly walk over and give her a hug. Then he saw Ryan make his way over to him.

"Come on, let's get this over with." Ryan was not his normal happy self.

Austin could feel the tension rising as they walked up to his sister.

"Hey Clare, you look....you look....."

"Sensational." Clare said smugly.

"Well, the word I was going to use did start with an 'S' but it wasn't that one."

"What would you know about fashion anyways." She snorted.

"Guys, please try and be civil. You haven't seen each other in a long time." Shelly asked as she shot them both a look.

"Who's this?" Clare asked as she looked Austin up and down.

"Clare, this is Austin, my boyfriend."

"Boyfriend." She said as she glared at Austin.

"Yes, boyfriend. You would have known that if you stayed in contact with the family." Ryan snapped back.

"I always knew there was something wrong with you."

"At least I'm true to myself and not some stuck up bitch that deserts her family!"

"I didn't desert anyone. I wanted better than that stupid shit hole town! So don't try that....."

"That's enough! Now I asked you two to be civil. For once could you do that!" Shelly interrupted. "Now, if you two are goin' to do nothin' but fight the entire time then I suggest you don't go near each other."

Austin had never seen Shelly upset like that. Ever since the first day he met her, she had a smile on her face and a kind tone in her voice. Austin felt bad and he knew that it wasn't his fault but still felt the need to apologize to her.

"Shelly, I'm sorry for that." Austin said as he caught up to her.

"Oh Austin, it's not your fault. I'm sorry that you had to see that. I haven't raised my voice like that in years."

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Just go and have a good time." She said with a smile, but it wasn't the same smile Austin knew. This smile was forced and full of sadness.

For the rest of the day Austin could see that Shelly and Ryan were on edge. So he did his best to keep Ryan busy. He played horseshoes, even though he had never played before but was surprisingly good at it. Later that night, when things started to wind down, Ryan and Austin, Josh, Stacy and her boyfriend, and a few others decided to take a dip in the pool. They played a few rounds of Marco polo before relaxing and having some drinks in the Jacuzzi.

It was about 9:30pm when everyone called it a day. Austin and Ryan stayed back and hung out a little longer in the Jacuzzi. The air had cooled down quite and bit and Austin snuggled closer to Ryan, he loved being held by him. The feel of real muscles, not 'muscles in a can' as Ryan called them, but muscles from hard labor. Austin ran his hand over Ryan's bicep and gave it a little squeeze; damn they were tight and firm. He could feel his cock start to harden but he didn't want to do anything risky out in the open. So he whispered in Ryan's ear that it was time for bed. Ryan knew exactly what he was after.

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Next part is again private. Smut for the win.