On the way to the kitchen, his heart hammered in his chest. Not because he was afraid that Tony would catch him, but because he knew what he was about to do was
Dillon 12:13 PM: I know, me too. I thought that was it for us when I first read the texts on his phone. I smelled her on him and he forgot his phone when he went in the shower so i checked it. Thanks Kat, yer first message was very heartening to read. I'll never risk him either. Brb hoppin in the shower we're goin to the diner on Main st wanna join?
Their little two person table was crammed full of food. They wouldn't have been able to fit another plate if they tried and Dillon actually had to move the scrapple onto the booth next to him. He got his waffle, sunny-side up eggs, also known as dippy eggs, scrapple, rye toast, and very well-done home fries. Tony, on the other hand, went with a western omelet with ch
. December 23rd, 2011: Friday
Dillon 8:29 PM: Hey. Told the folks, and they took it fairly well. Dad was a little more lenient and understanding, because he smokes, too. He was disappointed though, and surprised that I, of all people, would go for that type of thing. He's right about that. He to
Dillon 9:09 AM: Dude! Where you be? I'm at Wawa. Want anything?Tony thought for a second. He already had cereal, but he was a young man with a considera
"What's wrong?" Dillon asked with a small smile. "This is yer surprise, don't you wanna?""Fuck, you have no idea… but are you
Dillon laid on his back on the bed as Tony used him. It was made extra difficult with the brace, since it took all the control away from him. Exactly what he had aimed for. He felt Tony seat himself all the way in, which hurt a little. It had been a while since they'd done anything intimate, so he imagined he'd need to practice some more. When he took it all the way
Dillon could finally think and looked over to where Tony sat on the edge of the bed. It was as if he watched him through a fog as he got out a test strip for Dillon's sugar meter, inserted it into the slot, and pulled the lancet back. Slowly, he moved his arm over and held his pointer finger out for him. After he sanitized his finger with an alcohol wipe, Tony took t
"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.