It wasn't even seven in the morning yet and Tony was already hopelessly bored. While the idea of his breakfast dilemma did come to mind, he didn't feel the motivation to leave. Days like that were some of his favourites. A day where he can be a bum and not even get dressed. In fact, he might undress later. It was something he'd done since he had had his own space. Clothes annoyed him, so he took them off. Not because he was in love with his naked self, but because he just wanted to be naked. It felt good.
He spent a couple of hours on the Food Network as he watched Giada De Laurentiis(one fine chick, if he did say so himself) prepare to make some kind of a pesto. As he jumped between that and an article on a new type of paint primer on his phone, he got another text from Dillon. It was almost nine thirty, so he probably sat in class bored out of his mind. Every single time, it made Tony chuckle when he envisioned him in a desk with a backpack in front of a chalkboard(or did they all use whiteboards nowadays?). To him it was a comical reminder that Dillon was still a kid in highschool. As if he needed to be reminded of that with his 'teenager'ness sometimes.
Dillon 9:25 AM: No its not like that! Please, im sorry can we talk about it when we're together? Tone and context matter
Tony 9:26 AM: Yea its cool brother we're good. What's up yer mornin goin igbt?
Dillon 9:29 AM: Ugh I'm so fuckin' bored dude. I'm in history with Mr. Wolper and they talkin bout king tut. Wheres the WW1 and 2 history? Nineteen hundreds and more recent.
9:30 AM: My teachers so old i could text in front of him and hed just blink and drool at me. He's so old that he can't speak at a high volume so he uses a mic and speaker system so we can hear him. SO BORING!
Tony 9:32 AM: How can you be bored with king tut and mummies?! That's some Indiana Jones shit there! Some Raiders of the Lost Ark type shit. I do see your point tho.
9:32 AM: Wait your teacher uses a mic and speakers? Hahaha wtf? Oh does your school still have all blackboards?
Dillon 9:48 AM: Because it ain't interesting like Indiana jones and lost ark. There's no curses or booby traps or adventure. Just pictures of dried corpses
9:50 AM: I kid you not dude, it's a fuckin recordin studio in here with all the speakers and wires. He even has a soundboard for different sound effects when people do dumb shit.
9:51 AM: 1 Attachment See? It's crazy. And only a couple of the old old classrooms have blackboards they're either whiteboards or Smart-boards.
Tony 9:54 AM: Oh damn, he does have quite the studio dont he? Wait what's a smart board?
9:55 AM: We only had blackboards and chalk where i went. Oh how times change. Even though that was only a few years ago.
Dillon 10:03 AM: A Smart-board is like an electronic white board. Theres a projector that projects a computer screen onto it, and there are 'markers' that are bluetooth that have no ink. You can basically write whatever you want digitally. Its a giant touchscreen monitor. Hella expensive but fun to play with.
Tony 10:06 AM: Man, yall get all the cool shit. All we had were handouts and chalk dust. Although i did enjoy detentions when i had to smack the dust out of the erasers. That was fun.
Dillon 10:08 AM: Haha, dork. This day is grindin by slow man. I still got twelve minutes of mummies. Ughhhh.
10:09 AM: When i come over later, the second i walk through the door can you take me? I been needin it bad all day dude. "Insta-boner city" as you call it.
10:09 AM: Oh, i got to show Holy Blossom off to Kat and Brenden today. Idk why it took me so long to show em. Probably cuz it's just our thing.
Tony 10:12 AM: Dont you worry my little fag. You'll be workin plenty when you get here. Get that throat ready. "Insta-boner lmao i can't. Hehe nice! Show it off man! Well not too much lol. Wait do they know about us?
Dillon 10:14 AM: Can't wait Sir. I'm careful I only showed the bus gang. They think it was from my dad. They don't, but I was thinkin i might tell Kat and Brenden tho, only if your ok with it.
Tony 10:17 AM: I'm frankly surprised the whole back of the bus gang doesn't know by now.
10:18 AM: I don't care man tell em! They good people. You don't gotta tell all of em but at least Kat n Brenden.
10:18 AM: After all they told us when they became a couple and have been there for us.
Dillon 10:25 AM: Sorry, bounced over to my Probability and statistics class. Funfun. But easy.
10:27 AM: Yea? You sure? I'll tell em when the opportunity presents itself then.
Tony 10:30 AM: Definitely dude. Don't worry so much. I have a feelin Kat already suspects it
Dillon 10:32 AM: Yea youre right. She is very Kat-y after all. Ttyl shit's gettin real w today's subject
Tony 10:33 AM: Dope see you later then! Take it easy boss!
Conversations like that through text were normal for them. Whenever Dillon would get bored he'd bug him with little things just for fun. Unless Tony was at work, which he would know because Tony wouldn't respond. He never got upset by it luckily. If he had his way, he'd talk to Dillon every minute of every day. Some of the rabbit holes he'd go down were hysterical and the way he described things and laughed was adorable. As if Tony could talk. He'd go down some insane rabbit holes himself.
The mention of "insta-boners" had him ready to go, but there was no Dillon within sight to relieve him. How unfortunate, but he'd be there later. Should he save it for then? Or should he maybe crack open his laptop and watch some porn? That was something he never told Dillon out of shame. Oftentimes when he wasn't there, Tony would watch porn. Sometimes gay porn so he could learn different ways to please Dillon, but largely it was straight porn. He struggled with his attraction to girls still, but found that if he kept the beast sated, everything was fine. Still, he felt a little thorn of guilt in the back of his head.
There was no doubt about the attraction Tony felt for Dillon. When they were together, the kid was his world. When they were together, he needed nothing else. Maybe it was because he was a young man that had a healthy libido, but when they weren't together, Tony found himself aroused by girls(and Dillon) frequently. More recently, he's had hang-ups with hot guys he would see around work or in videos. Why were girls such an obstacle? It was probably because for the longest time, he had a new girl on his arm to screw almost every week. The sexual tension would frustrate him if he didn't blow off some steam and watch some porn.
There was nothing for it. Tony got up from the couch, refilled his coffee mug, and grabbed his laptop. There was no password in it or anything, he just made sure to clear the search history so Dillon wouldn't see. Would he even care though? If he knew Dillon, which he did, he would say likely not. Actually, if he had to guess, the kid would want to do it together or some shit. He wasn't sure. Porn felt kind of like a personal and sacred activity. Who knew, though. Shit happened. What he would agree with is that there were many gay videos out there that were equally as hot. Hey, maybe Tony wouldn't mind a porn-buddy.
After a long gulp of coffee, he pulled up internet explorer and typed 'hard deep throat breeding videos' and set to his exploration. He had nearly five hours to take his time and watch whatever. Never should personal time be rushed through. Sometimes he could porn surf all day, and he had before. What else better was there to do when you had off work and your boyfriend was at school. A video he had frequented a few times in the past showed on the screen. In an instant, he found himself rock hard as he moved the cursor over the thumbnail and clicked on it.
There was a blonde chick in the frame on a brown couch. She wore nothing but stockings and skimpy lace lingerie. Basically everything was visible. She was busty, but not overly so. In the middle of her introduction a man came up to her with his erection in hand. The guy was pretty easy on the eyes too, as he shoved into the girls mouth and she cried her mascara off. The best part was when the guy mounted her and took her like a man would. Fuck, he could remember the feel of a woman on himself as if it were yesterday. Such tight heat!
Women had a softness to them. A gentleness that paired with the warmth of vaginal sex made them almost irresistible. With Dillon though, he had all that in his personality and physique, as well as an added bonus. Tony didn't have to be gentle and delicate with his man. He could have at him, the harder the better. That's why he wouldn't ever cheat on Dillon. He loved him too much and he was greater than any other option out there. Not to mention, he would be eighteen in around four months. That would surely be fantastic. They both waited with baited breath for that day.
Only a few minutes into the video and Tony was already halfway to climax. He could only imagine what the girl smelled like. It looked like her skin was so, so smooth and her body was so cute and petite. The softness of a woman's hair always got him off in a weird way. Just the general soft beauty of her body, and the tight, wet ecstasy that was her loins. In his right hand, Tony held an old pair of his boxers around his erection so he could still navigate the site with his left.Video after video he watched. He would only stroke himself during parts that he found incredibly
When Tony made it down to Harley, he noticed that he forgot his wallet upstairs in his jeans. He didn't usually wear sweatpants out, so he didn't think to check. Of course. It gave him a chance to check the couple missed texts he had from Dillon and the one he had from Kat. He was pretty sure he knew exactly what Kat's was about. Dillon was quite right in his claim that Kat was indeed
Wallet with money safely in his inside jacket pocket again, Tony set off for the tech school's restaurant. It was such a nice day, he almost forewent the helmet so he could enjoy the sun and the breeze. Of course, he didn't because he promised Dillon. Damn kid. Why'd he have to promise to ride around as Darth Vader all the time? What about his sexy features the world
The hostess walked up and greeted him. She was one of the students. While he didn't remember her name, he did remember he'd seen her with a chef coat in the back the last time he was there. The students would switch off in groups to work in the kitchen and work up front. Both were obviously important jobs, especially the front end, since that was the first impression of an establishment a customer got. That's why the owner of the shop he worked at, old man Jace, had the building recently renovated and made over.As he took a seat at the breakfast bar which lined the right side of
Tony looked down at his phone at the three missed texts he had from Ethan. It was still a surreal experience for him to see messages from him and not be filled with white hot rage. The dude made it past six months sober, and Tony was more at ease than ever that he could and would stay sober. Of course, a small part of him was hesitant, but that was okay, right? On on
Once he had finished his superb birthday meal, he waved Sarah over to request for Dillon. He had said that he got extra credit when people would request his appearance to compliment and thank him. It was without a doubt a compliment worthy feat. A couple of minutes later, Dillon made his entrance through the double doors with a yellow slip in his hand. All it was was a questionnaire about his experience there, if everything was good and professional, which chef was to be complimented, and his signature.The second he saw him, Tony couldn't help but crack the widest smile. He had
Why were the streets in the city where Dillon lived so terrible? They weren't roads,
"I know this is… different, but I have somethin' I gotta get off my chest," he said as he scratched his arm. That meant Tony was nervous. Dillon stayed quiet. "I wouldn't have said anything if it wadn't for the fact that it's got me feelin' mad guilty and it's gotten worse." He came further into the room and hopped on the bed and positioned himself until he laid next to where Dillon sat on the edge. When he settled, he saw Tony gesture for him to lay next to him. There was definitely a certain tension in his body language and apprehension in his gaze. Dillon got up and rolled next to him. While he decided on what he wanted to say, Tony reached over and gently squeezed his hand. "I've been havin' a hard time lately with… my sex drive and chicks. I'll say it bluntly… it's gotten worse and includes other guys a lot more now. When yer not here, I keep myself level headed by uhm… w-well… I-I watch porn. A lot of porn, dude. Straight porn usually, but lately there's been more and more de
"Guh- 'atta boy, Dill! Choke on me!" Tony grunted. As he pistoned his hips, he held Dillon's head down.The air in his lungs had started to become laden with carbon dioxide, but he wasn't allowed up. Even if he
Back at the apartment, Dillon piled the stuff they brought up in the guest room. Since the guest bedroom was so very rarely used, it was the perfect storage space for their chairs, fold up tables, coolers,
"Look here," Dillon said softly and he gently turned Tony's face to look him in the eye. He'd looked away as emotion had threatened to overwhelm him. "I… can't change the past, but I can assure you of yer future. Tony, you'll
As the hand that gripped Dillon's right wrist tightened and pulled slightly, he groaned softly and took another breath. What were his options? The arm around his neck was a no-go, but if he could free his right arm, perhaps he'd have the leverage to flip him? If he could pry his thumb off, he could break his grip. 'Fuck! That's out too!' Dillon thought bitterly as he
. October 27th, 2012: Saturday
Dillon felt his eyes light up at the thought of Tony as his self-defense teacher. Excitement ate away at him already to see all the cool stuff his a
"Fine," Tony spat as he lifted Justice up by the front of his hoodie and slammed him against the trash can again loudly before he abruptly let go.There was a look of exasperated shock on Justice's face as he caught his breath from the adrenaline. He looked from
"You were made for me, Dill. In every
"Good man, I'm glad to hear. I remember that day like it was yesterday. Such simple, innocent times, eh?" Tony yawned and gave a content stretch. Dillon could relate, his body was pleasantly heavy and his vision had a warm fuzziness edge to it, if that made any sense.