Mysterious Skin (boyxboyxboy)

Old Memories.....

My subconscious was jarred awake, my eyes still closed I let my instincts take over and survey the room. From what I could tell I was alone, I was sprawled out on my stomach. The feeling of a soft, comfortable comforter underneath me with an equally soft pillow caressing my head. I felt like I was on a cloud. I then slowly moved and jolted up at the server pain that spread through me that started at my ass and spread. My whole body quivered at the pain. The blankets that were covering me slipped down my sides as my eyes began darting all over the room. The door leading to a hallway was open and I heard hushed voices from somewhere far off, I quickly scanned the room, it was painted a white-cream color. With a black leather armchair in a corner along with a coffee-table, the bed was a king size, it had white sheets and black headboards along with nightstands on either side with black marble lamps.

My eyes quickly darted toward two doors across the room and as quickly as I could I left for the door I thought was the bathroom. As I jumped up a new-found pain inched its way up my spine and all I could think was, 'Shit!! There's the BURN!' As I opened the door I slammed it shut and locked it as fast as I could. I walked over to the marbled sink and looked up, well shit there's a sight that I haven't seen in awhile. I had bruises all over along with hickeys dotting my pale yet tanned skin. And the memories came rushing back.

---Flashback---

I was running. Terrified, in the dark. Alone. I was all alone. As I burst in the door He stood there. Along with my father, He was smirking and my father looked as if he was about to explode. He slammed his fist on the table and stood, storming toward me. I began to shrink away from him, backing up about to run. But before I could make a mad dash he had me by the throat, slamming to the wall. I was dangling hopelessly in the air like a rag doll, he spat venomous word laced with hate, anger and distaste. The word faggot flew at me, and I was digging into his arm with my nails strangling to breathe. I knew it. My one and only alleged friend had told. My biggest, deepest, darkest secret. I was caught by Matt kissing a random guy outside a bar. And after finding out he came on to me. And I refused him, alarmed at the way he was acting. He tried to force me and I ran. After arriving home I knew I'd be in Hell.

As his grip loosened he threw me across the room, as I hit and gasped out in a coughing fit, I rolled across the floor. As I tried to crawl away I was then flipped on my back and I instantly felt a boot to the side. I screamed out as it made contact over and over again, I could hear and feel my bones cracking. My face was then assaulted, punch after punch I began to lose my grip on my conscience and everything started getting black. I woke up in a hospital, with broken ribs and a horribly battered body with a minor concussion. I was discharged and set free with my already dropped off luggage. And that's when I started my horrible downfall.

---End of Flashback---

I was shaking. Tears flowing uncontrollably. I wiped my eyes and stared at myself once more. At least the beating I got last night wasn't even comparable to that. I sucked it up and began looking around. There was a huge tub with a walk-in shower not far from it, a white toilet and not far a window. I ran to it, lifting up the window-seal. There was no way out and I mentally face-palmed. Of course there wasn't you IDIOT! We're on the top floor! How could you possibly miss that! As I began to look around again I heard a knock at the door followed by a rich, husky voice. "What are you doing in there?" I was shaking, "I-I'm gonna t-take a s-shower...." I had sunk to the floor, scared. Quivering. "Let me in." The voice called out commanding. After some time of silence I heard a large bang on the door, and I jumped. He called again, "If you don't let me in, I'll let myself in..... And I don't think you want that."

(Warning boyxboy part in the shower!! You have been warned!)

I stumbled to my feet, shakily pausing as I was about to open the door. Well let's balance the playing field here, I let him in, don't get beaten. Ignore him, and I get killed. Well I bet you know which one I chose. I opened the door to see a familiar pair of green eyes. He smirked as his eyes ran over me, causing me to shiver and shift uncomfortably. As he walked in I stepped back two steps for every one he took. I managed to shutter out and link a sentence together, "....I-I need t-to s-sh-shower....." He smiled, "I'll help you." And with that he picked me up over his shoulder, slipping his sweats off as he went. Setting me on the ground and turning on the shower. It was cold at first and I jolted as it ran down my body, but it quickly turned warm. I heard a clicking sound and almost jumped ten feet in the air as I flinched as hands started raking through my hair. But I quickly relaxed as it felt amazing. I had to hold back an almost escaped purr.

As his hands retreated I had to stop myself from whimpering. Another clicking sound and I felt a hand trace over my body spreading suds. As a hand snaked down my V-line I gasped out as soap was slowly spread on my groin and down to my thighs. The hand snaked back up and around to my butt, there the hand slipped between my cheeks and into my pucker. There it thrust in and scrubbed and I gasped and moaned, he stretched it out so everything I had in there ran down my legs along with the soap. As he finished up, rinsing us off, kissed the back of my neck and we headed out of the shower. Running a towel around his waist, I couldn't help but stare. He was sculpted as if he were a god, a tightly toned eight-pack, big bulky arms, broad chest, muscled shoulders and a neat and tidy happy trail from his belly button down. I was more than happy to follow that trail.

He draped me in a towel and carried me through the open door, back to the bed and set me down. Going to the other door in the room, opened it and pulled out two pairs of sweats and some underwear. He slid my panties on, and I was floored. Not because of the treatment but of the underwear choice. They were women's black lacy underwear with a hot-pink bow and trimming. What the hell! I'm a guy too! Granted, I was wearing something very obscure when I arrived, but that was for work. As he slipped them over my waist I helped with the sweats, feeling the red rise to my cheeks at my embarrassment. I had to tie the waistband as tight as it'd go, and even with standing the threatened to slip off. But my pointed hip bones seemed to somehow fight gravity and keep them on. After dropping his towel and making me uncomfortably flustered, he slipped on his own clothes.

With picking me up I could feel the blush in my cheeks rise all the way to my ears. He carried me bridal-style down a hallway and into an opening, there we came to a black couch and he pulled me into his lap. My eyes darted and looked everywhere but at him, the room was that same cream color except a little darker, there were black frames with paintings and pictures along the walls. There was a love seat and another small couch on either side of us, a white rug with black designs on it on the floor below us, with a huge flatscreen tv on the wall directly ahead. That was all I had time to make out, as I felt a warm hand brush against my jawline and turn my head towards piercing green eyes. He leaned in close inches from me, and stared into my eyes. I was swimming, I swear! If you were to throw butter on me right now it'd probably melt. That's how hot and bothered I was. I quickly closed the gap as our lips met.

He was soft and slow at first, moving his moist lips with mine. It was sweet and passionate. And it had me for a twist. He then lined my bottom lip with his tongue and I obediently opened, our tongues clashed for dominance as I quickly gave in as he ravaged my mouth. He set me up straddling his hips, and I laced my hands around his neck. I moaned into his mouth as he deepened the kiss, earning a growl from his throat. As our display continued a door was opened and then shut, I saw his exact replica come waltzing into the room. As he saw us a grin began creeping up his face, and it made me shudder.........

*Wonder what happens next. Took forever for me to figure out the plot...... But it will continue to thicken!*