Tony slowly pushed in after Dillon opened up. He gave him plenty of time to adjust. Like he said, he wanted this slow and gentle. There were times when he wanted to be tender with him to show how precious he was to him. Up until then, he catered only to Dillon's desire even if Tony was the dominant one. Since their talk yesterday however, he wanted to cater to the both of them now. Dillon had accepted that, and this time Tony wanted to show him he was precious to him. As he looked up with those eyes of a similar shade to the blue topaz around his neck, Tony could tell he certainly didn't mind. Hands on the wall in front of him to steady himself, Tony went very slowly. He still expected Dillon to take him all the way down. That was a rule the both of them had established since the beginning. As Tony got close to his climax, he pulled out. He was nowhere near ready for this to end. Dillon needed to beg first. Tony wanted him to beg for release because he drove him so wild. Time to roc
The traffic was almost non-existent as Tony merged onto the Schuylkill Expressway. It was great. While he had to be wary of the 'fuzz'
The waiter arrived with their drinks and they both gave their thanks. Up until that point, Tony didn't buy any of what Ethan tried to sell him. The further he got into the story however, the more he believed him. Tony knew all of Ethan's tells that showed when he lied. He was a terrible liar to begin with, and couldn't make them up on the spot like that. Not just that, but he could see the emotions in his eyes and he felt his regret so thickly he could cut it with a knife. He knew Ethan inside and out. For the first time, Tony listened. He heard him out seriously as he continued. 
Once Tony had finished the best meal he had for the second night in a row, he went to pay the bill. Ethan beat him to it, though. The bastard had his card out of his wallet and ready to go in his jeans pocket the whole time. It had made Tony feel cared about that his big brother wouldn't let him pay. He had gotten so used to the role of big brother with Dillon that he forgot what it felt like to be the little bro again. It was a nice change, not that he minded his big brother status with Dillon. Quite the contrary, actually. Once in a while though, it was nice to be treated to something. He knew that if Dillon was able to work more that he would surely treat Tony as often as he could. The kid was that kind of person.
Ethan appeared again from what Tony could only assume was the kitchen. Chloe was in tow, and Tony's heart melted. 'So fucking adorable!' He thought. She was definitely a chocolate lab, relatively young, and she had the brightest amber eyes. If Dillon were there he would've lost his shit over her. The second Chloe saw Tony, she bounded towards him and hopped up with h
Old man Charles took a long drag of his smoke and tossed one to Tony, who lit up right away. Awesome dude, but he felt a pang of annoyance at his laughter. What was so funny about the fact that Ethan threw him away back then? It was a double dose of irritation as he thought about how long it took his brother to realize he was important. What the hell? As Charles exhaled, he looked Tony dead in the eye."I'll tell you the same thing I tell everyone else that comes through these doors without firsthand knowledge of the struggle- and
December 31st, 2010: Friday: Winter~~~~~~~
"Well what are you waitin' for?! Strip and get in yer spot! NOW DILLON!" Tony grabbed his hair again and smacked him across the other cheak. He shoved Dillon's head towards the bedroom and let go abruptly.