6 Months

Only now he noticed that team had replaced Alex with someone else. He wanted to get up on his feet to shout for that but he knew better – team had to continue attend basketball games and make their way to top of the best teams. He sighed and tried to pay attention to someone else on team, rather than the Alex’s replacement. Game dragged on and John’s sight just trailed off, becoming emptier by each minute. He couldn’t take much more of this so he stood up and left the building. No one but one person noticed John leaving. John just walked through Academy’s stadium, not able to make peace with himself.

There was a lump stuck in his throat and pain licked the edges of his stomach once again. Maybe if he hadn’t seen the nightmare he would’ve been fine being here and watching the game. Maybe he wouldn’t need to clutch on his stomach right now, clinging for sanity. He was losing it and wanted to scream out loud. He was about to when someone planted their mouth on his in the darkness.

John froze and pushed the person off and grasped for air.
- ‘What. The. Fuck?!?!’ He breathed.
- ‘John, I’m sorry, I should’n-’ but Matt didn’t manage to finish his sentence. John had strangled his still-stinging knuckles in fist and hit Matt’s face as hard as he could. His knuckles now swelled but he did not look back to see how Matt was doing. He was mad at Matt. He hadn’t asked how he still felt about Alex. He hadn’t asked anything at all, except joining them for the basketball game. He didn’t have anywhere to go except for the place where the team was supposed to have after-party. Most of the team was already there, half of them taking the shower. John strode in the building, with his head hung as low as he could.

- ‘Don’t let them see your tears, don’t let them see...’ He mouthed silently to himself. He heard a low whisper: ‘I told him he shouldn’t.’ Someone had said. So people were in on the trick what Matt had just right now pulled on John but he didn’t care. He darted even so faster up the stairs and took first empty room in guest house they had loaned for night. He didn’t bother kicking off his shoes and fell in bed, digging his face in pillow. He gave out yet second muffled scream in last 24 hours. Soon after that, he fell asleep through tears trickling down his face.

He woke in middle of night, sweaty and gasping from another nightmare. It was the same nightmare only in this one Alex was still alive. He had mouthed: ‘Save me.’ John wished he could have. For a brief second he thought he was back in his apartment and reached or nightstand with glass of water on it. There was no nightstand, nor glass of water. He slowly sat up and tried to remember what had happened before he fell asleep. He recalled last night and Matt’s phone call. He recalled bus drive and then some hazy basketball game and then--

- ‘Hooded person...’ Suddenly just a random thought struck in his mind. He hadn’t paid attention to game at all. But there was another person who hadn’t even paid much attention to game. Only once he had noticed this person was glimpsing up at place where John was sitting, only he did not know who he was as his face was well-hidden by only shadow in gym.

He could’ve kept trailing off but suddenly he was aware of his surroundings. He remembered where he was and why he was here. Yet, he felt he was not the only person in this room. Someone was watching him. Or he thought so.
- ‘Who’s there?’ He screeched with his dry voice. He needed water and badly. He got up ready to go to bathroom. Next thing he knew, something, or rather someone warm wrapped arms around him gently. He tried to break free but the person was holding him gently but firmly at the same time.

- ‘Matt let me the fuck go. Now.’ He screeched. The person didn’t even think of letting John go. If anything, the grasp became even more firmly, yet still shaky. John wanted to get out but couldn’t.
- ‘Let me go. Now.’ He said, turning his screech into a somewhat normal voice with authority in it. At once he fell free of the grasp and he darted for the doors. He was scared for his life.
- ‘Don’t... please...’ Low whisper came from behind of John. His hand was already on door handle when he froze.

- ‘What... What did you... just... say?’ He whispered back. Something about the voice. Something about that whisper clicked in. It clicked to be right. Soothing. Calming.
- ‘Stay. Please.’ Whisper became louder but soothing. It was hard to make out any features out in this darkness as it was late night and his eyes were full of sleep mixture. But John turned around. Something made him to comply with the request. His shoulders began to shake.
- ‘I... who are you?’ He mumbled mesmerized. Where did he know this voice from?

- ‘Baby. Please.’ The voice said. John shook his head. ‘Impossible. This is... impossible.’ He mumbled. He felt delusional. He felt sick. The hole wanted him to believe to the voice. The pain wanted him to jump down the pit of insanity which he had been trying to avoid so hard just for the sakes of his family and friends. ‘Damn you look the same.’ Voice said. John buckled under the voice. He couldn’t fight it anymore. If this was a delusion, he wanted to give in right here and right now. He darted in the direction of the voice. He darted right back to his captor, who had just recently wrapped his arms around him against John’s will. Right now, John just collided with the captor, rose on his fingertips threw his arms around the person and dug his face in person’s neck. John was 5’8’’.

- ‘It’s okay. I am here.’ Person said, clearer now. John’s sight faded. John’s grasp firmed around the person and his face pressed harder against the neck. He gasped, chocking on his silent tears.
- ‘For fuck’s sake, do you, even have, any fucking idea, how badly I missed you???’ John chocked out the words. He dug his nails in person’s shirt. ‘Oh god if this is a delusion please let me die with this delusion.’ He thought to himself.

- ‘I don’t know about that but I know I missed you.’ Voice said. John put his face out of hiding and tried searching for the face. He brushed his lips against the chin and went up, desperate to get his lips on Alex’s lips. Alex understood the hint and responded with gently touching his John’s lips with his own. John felt the warmth radiating from Alex’s mouth. Alex felt John’s grasp loosening.

- ‘If this is the greeting I get then I wonder...’ but he stopped talking. John’s grasp had loosened up so much his arms were going limp. ‘John? John?!’ Alex shook John but John had gone under layers of unconsciousness in just matter of seconds. Just being in Alex’s arms and hearing his voice had untangled all that weakness he had been trying to hide deep within himself. He was so tired thanks to these 6 months.

When John opened his eyes it was day. He tried to move but he found himself wrapped by an arm. He tried to recall what had happened last night but everything was fog like. He slowly turned around and what he saw made his eyes go all wide. ‘AAAAAAAAHHH!’ He shouted, confused.

- ‘Wha..? What’s going on?’ Alex woke up all sleepy. John stared at Alex, in disbelief. ‘How... what...?’ His mind raced ahead of him trying to think of a reasonable explanation. Alex cuddled closer to John and wrapped both arms around John. John was shaking. Not of anger, not of cold but of... shock? I guess that is the closest description I can give what was happening to John. He leaned in and kissed Alex softly once and withdrew his head at once. Alex didn’t disappear. John went in for another quick kiss and withdrew his head again.

Alex was still there. Then, he went for third kiss, this time digging his tongue in Alex’s mouth, eager to taste Alex. Alex gently dug his fingers in John’s hair. John didn’t mind. He just blushed but kept kissing Alex. Alex responded, with same eagerness to please John.
- ‘Shit... Alex, I thought you were... I thought...’ John lost his voice as he stared in Alex’s face. Alex just smiled back. He gently brushed his arm against John’s cheek making him to blush even more. Was it going hot or was it just him, all embarrassed.

- ‘I thought I will die too. I guess I have some explaining to do.’ Alex carefully assessed John’s face. He was still shaking but was waiting for Alex’s story. Alex sighed: ‘I am... sorry John. At first, yes it was a paperwork job in NYPD office. But then, the whole hell broke loose with the shoot-out at that bank. Turned out, it was fault of some branch of huge gang in New York, having some ‘fun’, mocking the police department. They have been trying to catch the bad guys for far too long but with no success. They always were quick with their job.

So, luckily for department and unlucky I was at that bank, in civilian clothes, handing over some papers with request for money for department. I had a microphone on me, just in case. Then, they burst in. I turned my microphone on and department could hear whole mess. They arrived and then, first it was comply with demands but then the gang decided to have fun, so to speak, shooting to left and right in the bank. Department overreacted and busted in, shooting at the gang and gang back. It was a diversion for someone to slip next to me and handing an earpiece.

- ‘Congratulations kid, you are going undercover.’ The older police officer said in grim voice. Next thing I knew, I was taken as hostage and going away with the whole gang. They tortured me at first. I screamed from the pain but I had to act I wanted to join their gang. So, I pretended I hated police for leaving me there and not freeing me and joined the branch. The things I had to do...’ Alex stopped talking and his palms clenched in fists. He apparently tried to get rid of images in his head, unpleasant images. John saw that and threw his arms around Alex.

- ‘You did what you had to do. You were doing your duty. But I’d rather appreciate I was not told you were MIA...’ he whispered. Alex snorted in disbelief.
- ‘They told you what?’ he asked.
- ‘That you were MIA. You had stormed in the bank and that you got dragged off without a trace of you left.’ John said. Alex laughed. ‘It’s not funny Alex. I thought you were... you were... gone.’ He finished silently. Alex stared at John and his eyes widened.

- ‘So that’s why all this...?’ he trailed off, looking in John’s face. For the first time he saw how tired John was. How baggy his eyes were and how empty they were. You could see the red from all the crying. ‘I am here baby. I am here now. I am so sorry you had to go through all this.’ He said, hugging John tightly.

- ‘Me?! You were fed to wolves!’ John forced a laugh. You could hear the relief in his voice though. Alex was back and John was happy. Still in shock but happy. Alex went in for another kiss..

They both were on their knees in bed, kissing. John gently drove his hands around Alex’s body, feeling the scars he had from the torture. There weren’t much but you could feel the texture, stabbed wounds. He didn’t touch them much as he knew the scars still were healing.

He kissed Alex’s neck, gently, playfully biting it, while letting his arms wander even lower, brushing over his crotch. Alex moaned. John kissed his chest and played with Alex’s nipples, carefully as there was a scar near right nipple. Alex rubbed John’s back, breathing heavily. Then, John went lower, kissing Alex’s happy trail, belly-button and then..

Alex moaned. John had licked the tip of Alex’s cut 8 inch cock. John licked it again, while rubbing Alex’s tights with his arms.
- ‘Shit, John, stop teasing...’ Alex breathed. John just smiled and took the tip of Alex’s cock in his mouth and brushed it with his lips. Alex moaned again and John took more and more of Alex’s cock in his mouth, slowly sucking it. Alex enjoyed it very much.
- ‘Bend over.’ John suddenly said. Alex looked at John in disbelief. ‘What? I want your black ass.’ John shrugged and winked. Alex sighed.
- ‘So I am the bottom again...’ Alex said.

- ‘What do you mean by ‘again’?’ John asked.
- ‘Well, you having sex for first time doesn’t mean this is my first time. I had my first time ages ago.
- ‘Stop complaining, you will get my ass later. It’s just that...’ John began but didn’t know how to quite right finish.
- ‘No need to explain. It’s yours.’ Alex said and kissed John deeply. John eagerly responded.

He dug his tongue between Alex’s ass cheeks.
- ‘Well damn, you really want that ass that badly, huh?’ Alex gasped between his own moans. John just kept licking Alex’s rosebud, once in a while trying to poke his tongue in his ass. Alex didn’t complain. In fact..
- ‘Okay, put it in.’ Alex said.
- ‘You sure?’ John asked.

- ‘Having second thoughts?’ Alex teased. John blushed deeply and snatched bottle of lube.
- ‘How do you want it – doggy style or..?’ John asked.

- ‘Let’s start with doggy. Are you using condom?’ Alex asked. John lubed his cock and then Alex’s butt. Slowly, he began sliding his 7 inches in Alex.
- ‘Atta boy.’ Alex gasped and moaned. In reality, he wanted John as much as John wanted him. He wanted to be John’s and John’s only. That’s one of the things he could repay John for his suffering of 6 months. And of course, Alex was deeply and madly in love with John.

John knew that. He had the same feelings for him.

John worked Alex’s butt first slowly then a bit faster and faster, making Alex moan more and more. John knew he was touching the right place. Suddenly, Alex took John’s cock out of him. He spun around and pushed John on bed, positioning his ass on top of John’s hard cock, slowly lowering himself on it. He wanted to ride John. John didn’t object. He smiled. Somehow, Alex knew John was close. Maybe it was because John’s cock had become harder. Maybe it was because of the pre-cum he felt leaking in his butt from John’s cock as he fucked him.

While Alex was riding John’s cock, John worked on Alex’s cock, pumping it with his fist. Both Alex and John moaned, the bed creaked.

- ‘I’m cumming!’ Both said at the same time. John sat a bit up and Alex followed John accordingly to prevent from losing the physical bon between them. Both leaned in and kissed each other as John erupted in Alex’s ass, as Alex erupted between his and John’s chest, shooting right up to John’s chin and some of it on his face. Both moaned in each other mouths as they kissed and their cocks began to quiver. This was beginning of something beautiful.

- ‘You are next.’ Alex smirked. John rolled his eyes and kissed Alex again, digging his arms in Alex’s short hair. You’ll ask how was John’s first time taking Alex’s cock? Well, that’s a story for another time. ;)