When It's Just Us ~TofuuDiger1~

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~Poke~

I wanted Joe. I wanted him so bad. I didn't care if it hurt. I didn't care if he left marks, or if someone heard or if  we got yelled at. I just wanted him. 

  The whole time we walked home, I pulled him along and urged him forward. "Come on Joe! We need to get back before my mom comes home!" "What's up with you, Zach?" "I really... really want to have..sex..Joe." He snickered. "Well, obviously! But I mean..why?" I shrugged. Suddenly feeling really embarrassed. "I don't know. I just do.. I don't want to top or anything. So I can't really make you do anything.. but..." "I'll do it. I'm not saying I don't want to. I just wan't to know why." He smiled lightly. "Did having Johny jerk you off make you..horny?" He teased. He was making it a joke so he wouldn't be hurt by it, I know he was. "No, I think it was when you sucked me off. That made me pretty horny." We both laughed. Almost home..

~Tofuu~

I was slightly startled when Zach told me he wanted sex. I mean, considering how shaky he always is? It's a bit odd. But I wont lie; I wanted it too.

Zach opened the door to his home and I wrapped my arms around his waist. "You talking that way, Zach...made me really fricking turned on.." My forehead rested on his and we looked into each others eyes. 

"Oh really now?" A deep voice sounded from behind us. I instantly let go of Zach. We both turned to face his dad, standing with his arms crossed, looking at us. I felt my face burn hot and I scratched my arm, looking away. "D-Dad? Why are you home?" "What? Wanted me kicked out or something?" "N-No, of course not. You're my dad and I love you but..I thought you had work?" Zach was doing a great job keeping eye contact with his dad. Where as I couldn't even look up. This man really scared me.

 "I came home early. Didn't expect to see, and hear that, though. Not from my son." Zach sighed as I felt heated hate rise inside me. "Dad..I know you don't like it..but I love Joe. Whether he is a girl, or a guy. I love him. So..So much. And I don't care what you say about it. You..You don't have a say!" Zach's voice didn't shake, infact he sounded as strong as a full grown man. But his dad didn't give a frick.

"Good for you, Zach. But don't bring him here." I turned to face Zach and he faced me. "It's fine, Zach. Come over to my place later. 'K?" "Okay." He grabbed my face and kissed me. I heard his dad grunt with disgust. I didn't care, I kssed back then left his home. Zach new he could call if he needed anything.

~Poke~

I wasn't in the mood to fight with my dad, even after he made Joe leave. Again. 

I shruggled past him to get to my room. "Zach, you know I love you right?" He called. "Yeah, what ever dad." I didn't look back at him. "Zach. Look at me." "No thanks." I opened my bedroom door and slammed it shut behind me. As I flopped on the bed, it opened again. "Wow dad, ever think to knock?" He leaned on the door frame with crossed arms. "Only knock when someone respects me." I sat up. "Well,  I only respect those who respect me. So I guess we both are in a jam." "Zach! Stop talking to me that way." "Didn't I just say I didn't respect you?"  He pointed his thick pointer finger at me. "You shut the hell up. I am your father!" "Yeah? Well I'm your son." I layed back and crossed my arms behind my head. I closed my eyes. "I don't feel like talking, Dad." "I noticed. But I do." My bed sank to the side, notifying me that he sat down. I opened my eyes but he wasn't looking at me. "Tell me, Zach. Where you going to.. do it with that boy?" I sat up again and brought my knees to my chest. Wrapping my arms around them. "Yeah, dad. I was." He sighed. "And let me guess, you play the female roll don't you?" I blushed. "Never really saw it as the 'female roll'. But if you mean the bottom, yup. That's me." He rubbed his forehead. "God damn it Zach, you do not make this easy." "make what easy?" "Understanding." 

All was silent after that. He was trying to understand? Then why the frick did he send Joe away?

"Dad, I'm going to hang out with Joe." I said after what felt like forever. As I stood up, he grabbed my arm gently. "Don't do anything...stupid.." He said, still not looking at me. "Yeah, what ever." I said in a quiet voice. He released me and I walked outside.

~Tofuu~

 I lay in my room when my mom came to the door. "Joe? Zach's here to see you." "Okay, send him in." I sat up as Zach walked in. "So what's up?" I asked. Zach took a seat next to me. "My dad said he wants to 'understand'." "So? Why don't you help him out a bit?" "How the hell do I do that!?" He shouted, making me jump. "I don't know! Talk to him!" He looked really mad, making anger boil in me too. He looked away from me. 

"So-Sorry, Joe.." "Yeah, same. I'm sorry." I wrapped my arm around him and pulled him to me. His shoulder rested on mine and he leaned his head on mine. He currled his legs up on the bed. "I uh..I'm not really in the mood anymore, Joe." I rubbed his arm. "Yeah I know. It's cool. I'm not really anymore either. Tell me what happened, Zach." 

We sat the way we where for a long time while Zach told me what his father said, what he said, and then it was silent.

We just sat silent, until finally all the activity from one day rushed at us at once. Waves of tired-sleepieness rushing over us. I yawned first. Zach followed. "Wanna lay down for a bit, Zach?" I asked, looking in his eyes. "Yeah.." He snuggled closer then released me. We took off our shoes and Zach stood awkwardly in the corner as I changed my pants to pajamas. "J-Joe, I don't have any pants to change into." "Would you like a pair of mine?" I smiled at his shy-ness. "Uh..sure." I tossed him a pair of Cookie-Monster pajama pants. He stripped down his pant, revieling his bright purple boxers. "Wow, Zach. Feeling girly?" I teased. "Hey, shut up!" He threw his jeans at me. I tossed them over to the computer chair. I walked over to Zach and kissed his lips gently. "I love you." I whispered. We stared into each others eyes. Then he blushed, and pulled on his pants. We crawled into bed after switching off the lights. I drew in a deep breath next to his hair. Breathing in his sent. "I love you too." Zach whispered. I wrapped my arms around him and I don't know when I fell asleep.