AJ should have something for you tomorrow.
We moved from standing in front of the door to me on my knees engulfed in the soft scents of the pretty boy who lived in the room’s pillow. It was a lot more difficult to be in control when you were being distracted by two sets of hands and mouths, this wasn’t our usual. We hadn’t talked about it, but I didn’t complain as I breathed in his scent as Drew fucked me from behind. Mandy was off to the side, her fingers dancing inside her as she watched us, “Oh God! Come for me boys,” she called out as she orgasmed over her own fingers. Drew followed almost directly after the command and then there was a clearing of a throat and we all turned to look at the intrusion.
Max stood staring at the three of us and Drew pulled out and I groaned leaving Max staring at us as they rushed to fix themselves leaving me hanging. Mother fuckers!
I raised my eyebrow at him and he turned away long enough for me to wipe down and pull on my clothes. The party was emptying out and we said nothing as he followed me down the stairs and out of the house. The only thing I saw was Mr. Durante standing in front of Nox, his face was red and the vein in his neck was pulsing. Someone got in trouble most likely and Nox took the fall. Ever the valiant popular kid. I rolled my eyes as we snuck out. Drew sat at the top of the stairs and Mandy snuck out with us. Must be nice to be welcome in this house whenever you liked, I thought before I grabbed Mandy’s arm, “That’s the last time I get played by you two.”
Mandy looked at me and frowned, “You didn’t have fun?”
“You know I don’t do what just happened. He isn’t my boyfriend, he’s your’s, you had no right.”
She looked shocked, “You could have said no.” She was right, I could have. I’d gotten lost in him and let it happen. Wishing it was him, knowing it would never be him.
“Whatever Mandy, no more.” I said and started walking towards Max’s apartment. Magnolia PInes was a cheap ass rental place, but it was all he and his dad could afford. Normally we’d have gone to my house, but we decided spending the night at his was closer than walking back to mine across town.
Max fell in step next to me. “So, Drew?”
“What about him?” I asked.
“You like him?” Max waggled his eyebrows, “Like, like like him.”
“We are fucking. Not dating.” I said.
“You like guys?” Max smiled, “How come you never hit on me?”
“You are the fucking straightest guy I know.” I said.
“Yeah but you never…” His voice trailed off in mock offense.
“You aren’t my type.” I said.
“So what’s your type? Pretty boys?”
I chuckled. He’d almost nailed it on the head. “Something like that.”
“I could be pretty.”
“I have no doubt of that. But you aren’t.” I confirmed, “And that’s a good thing otherwise we wouldn’t be friends.”
“So you can fuck pretty boys, but not be their friends?” Max asked jokingly.
I shrugged, Max wouldn’t understand. “I like what I like I can’t explain it Max. But you aren’t that.”
“Hey!” he said. “I’m a good lay.”
“So says who?” I chuckled. Max was a virgin. Mostly because he had no game.
“Well maybe no one, but I am!” He smirked.
“I have no doubt about that either Max.” There were a lot of girls who’d like Max just for what he could offer them, even if he wasn’t very experienced with using his length or girth. Hung like a horse didn’t cover it.
We walked another block in silence before Max shuffled his feet and stopped. “Alex?”
I stopped and turned to look at him, “What?” I said probably a little too cross from the look on his face.
“Is that a normal position for you?” Max blushed, “I mean, you don’t have to answer if you don’t want to. But, I didn’t take you for a that type of guy.”
“What type of guy?” I asked. Though I was sure I knew the answer.
“I’m not. That was uncharacteristic of all of us.”
Max shook his head, “How long have you been with them?”
“I’m not with them.” I clarified, “I’ve been having sex with Drew and Mandy for a year and a half on and off as they feel the need to call me.”
“You’re a booty call?” Max laughed, “That’s why you agreed so easily to come with me to this party?”
I laughed, “Yeah. that’s what it was, and Yes, I came because I knew I’d get to fuck in a pretty boy’s bed. The perks of Drew’s best friend’s party.”
“Wait….” Max said as he started walking again. “You like Nox?” It was like a bright light went off in his head. “That’s why you stopped going to football games, and wrestling matches. And that’s why you only go to his parties. He doesn’t even know we exist. We don’t need his protection nor are we in his circle of friends, not even remotely. Why do you torture yourself?”
I shrugged, “I don’t know. He always seems to have this way about him. Even when he’s looking through me. Like there is this smile only I see. Or like it’s chemistry.” I gave a dramatic shrug, “I don’t know, don’t care. Let’s go home and make sure your dad hasn’t shot himself.”
Max rolled his eyes. “Oh. my. god. Did I tell you what he did last week?”
I shook my head and Max regaled the tale of his drunk father’s latest antics as we walked the rest of the way to his shitty apartment. I was regretting that decision more and more as he went on.
AJ hasn’t titled each scene, so we’ll do Chapter parts. It’s something AJ was gonna save for NaNo but has already started writing so likely another story for Nano or maybe we’ll still be here we’ll see.
It was still hot outside despite the sun had set several hours ago. The activity by the pool was lit by Edison string lights and a small bonfire in the firepit just beyond. You could hear the snapping of freshly applied wood. The party would rage on for a lot longer. It was the last party before school started. I couldn’t really believed I was here. I never attended the uppity parties housed by the most poplar kid in school. I hadn’t attended them when his brother hosted them and I hoped I’d be gone by the time it was his younger brother’s turn.
The whole fucking family was a bright pillar of our community. Everyone liked them, and I beat myself up about it. I couldn’t help liking the most popular kid in school either. He was tall and lean, but I knew underneath he was built like a minor bodybuilder. He once upon a time played football and wrestled, now you could only find him lifting weights in the morning to maintain his precious body or doing yoga in the park. And no I had never been caught watching him from a distance. I can still feel those liquid chocolate brown eyes staring back at me when he met my gaze. He at least had the audacity to blush a little before he returned to his workout.
But he wasn’t like any other popular kid in school. He never had a bad thing to say about anyone, and he was always standing up for the nerds and us slackers. To say he stopped the bullies with just a look would be down playing it. I’d seen him get into a fight so that the dumb ass jock would stop stuffing the little nerd boy in his locker. Funny thing was it wasn’t a fight, Nox put the jock in his place with a quick thrust against the wall with his arm wrenched behind his back and his head stuffed in the very same locker.
Our school was hardly normal in that respect. Max had come from rougher schools. He’d told some stories. Max had been through so many schools he’d lost count, but he was finally a senior. And my best friend would finally graduate if I had anything to say about it. I’d fucking cheat for him.
He had dragged me to this party. His dad finally let him out of the house. Mr. Wallace was a now retired Army man who was back home where he grew up. He’d seen too many tours. He had some hard luck. But he and Max were trying to make it now that they were alone, his mom left them after his dad got back from his last tour. It was a shitty thing to do, but it is what it is.
But I had an ulterior motive for coming not only was it Pretty Boy’s party, well Nox and his twin sister Lucy’s party, but Drew and Mandy had asked me to meet them there. They’d been dating for as long as I could remember. Mandy was sorta a friend of mine and Max’s but she was into all sorts of kinky things, and watching her bi boyfriend was one of them. I didn’t mind being used as a booty call. And especially not when I got to fuck around Nox’s house. Which was more often than not. Drew’s family was more strict, while Nox’s was more lenient. At least on the outside it appeared that way anyway.
Nox’s bedroom, where I met Drew and Mandy at the party, was clean and it smelled like him. But don’t ask how I know how he smelled – countless times hanging out in his room with these two was most of it. Unlike his brothers rooms, his didn’t have trophies lining the walls. They were tucked away in a closet drawer. Posters lined the wall of various rock banks, and tv shows, mostly men. He wasn’t exactly the straightest arrow in the bunch, but he’d always had a girlfriend ever since I could remember Drew’s little sister was on his arm. She was pretty, but that bushy hair of hers sometimes got the best of her. And as I was walking up the stairs with punch from the straight punch bowl, it was the most legal the party in town, but it was always the biggest and best – even though there was no alcohol or drugs allowed on premises. The Durante parents patrolled the whole thing to make sure. And no one minded, it was a big ass party – everyone was here. Even I was, which made some guys from school laugh as I walked through the upstairs hall to push open the pretty boy’s room letting that perfect scent smack me in the face.
Drew and Mandy were already groping each other. I locked the door behind me and I pushed the door closed as Mandy wrapped her hand around my waist and pulled me towards them. Her outfit was disheveled. Her hair was astray, but it was almost always like that. A pink strand floating in front of her eyes as she kissed me hard. Her tongue delving into my mouth. Drew tugged at my jeans button and I groaned as he wrapped his big fucking hand around my dick. Mandy was too intent on kissing me I couldn’t look to see what Drew was doing but then I felt his hot wet tongue alone my hot shaft and didn’t need to know before he wrapped his lips around me and started sucking me off.
It wasn’t unusual for them to pull me so effortlessly into their game, tonight was no exception.
If evidence of intelligent life elsewhere in the universe were discovered, would it alter your core beliefs or sense of self?
Probably not. The Venatori don’t believe we are the only creatures. And I’m going to say most of the supernatural world doesn’t either. So if we exist why can’t someone else on another planet? Magic exists, it isn’t inherent to us. It’s everywhere. So why not elsewhere too?
The counter question.
What if instead it demonstrated that we were the only intelligent life in the galaxy?
I’d be surprised by this. Mostly because we exist as supernatural races, we aren’t all human, some of us never born human at all. So by that theory alone it denies it.
But this is my world we are talking about. Your world. It’s be a pretty sad existence if humanity was the only intelligent creature in the whole fucking universe.
If a crystal ball could tell you the truth about any one thing about yourself, life, the future, or anything else, what would you want to know, and why?
Me I don’t like prophecy or crystal balls. The idea that something can know something to be absolute truth is off beat. Nothing can know, and by knowing it changes things.
Seeing the future changes how you react. Even if it’s a good future, knowing will change it. That is the essence of knowing. It’s not just some myth that the Christians came up with when Adam and Eve gain knowledge from the tree of knowledge. It’s human nature, the nature of all living sentient beings in my opinion.
I don’t want to know anything. But because I made Alex and Hunter a promise, I’d have to ask something I’d guess. But what is most important to know. Will I lose Alex? That’s really the only question that really matters to me. Will there ever be a time where one of us exists without the other in the future, no matter how far out it is it will hurt to know that one day one of us will be gone – or both gone from our lives.
I don’t even want to think about it. It breaks me just thinking about some far off future without him. No, I can’t ask that and know it as a truth. Will my kids live a happy life? But if the answer is no, and it’s a truth does anything I affect that outcome.
See why I don’t like these things?
If your mother and father told you that they never really loved or even liked you, and you knew it was absolutely true, how would it affect your life? What if you simply overheard them saying this to someone else?
I don’t think it would have really affected my young life much at all since I believed from an early age my father didn’t want me, and my mother literally threw me away. To know 100% for certain they didn’t love me would probably have been a relief. Something I wouldn’t be working through today.
But my father does love me, and my mother did too. But she couldn’t love me in front of me cause of fucked up magic. Just like the love of my fucking life couldn’t remember me. Where magic is involved with me there is always an unknown element involved. A shred of chaos in this order I’m supposed to sow.
Maybe that’s why Order doesn’t play games with will, or with humanity like Chaos. Because order and chaos is in everyone. It puts a new light on the over arcing story of it all. A game of souls played by order and chaos – not good and evil, but order and chaos, and there must be a balance between the two. A forever unending cycle.