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Things Change Ch. 01

By: Gweall



Mike straightened his tie. 

"Are you sure you can do this?" His dad put a hand on his shoulder and squeezed it reassuringly. 

"Yeah, This bastard deserves what ever he gets and more." Mike said firmly. 

'Alex used to squeeze my shoulder like that. NO. You cant start thinking about him. You can't or you will just start crying again.' He scolded himself. 

"Mike?" He snapped out of his reverie of the last time he held Alex by his dads voice. "Maybe we should just go home I don't think you're ready for this." His dad shook his head and looked towards the door. 

"No dad, I need to be there." Mike straightened his tie for the fifth time and took a deep breath. 

"Alright." His dad nodded reluctantly. They stepped into the courtroom and took a seat. Randall sat on the right side of the room with his lawyer next to him. He had a smug look on his face like he was proud of what he had done. Mike felt like punching the bastard in the face. 

The trial went on as a normal one would. They asked questions, Randall answered questions. They questioned teachers and students. Most of which had never even talked to Alex. It was mentioned that he was infected and Mike saw several of the jury get a sick look on their face. Most showed no reaction at all though. One woman looked like she was about to cry. 

They discussed the first attack on Alex. And many of the jury seemed to turn against Randall when they found out about the first assault. Mike looked around the courtroom and saw several people, some he didn't know some he did. It was then that he saw Ethan sitting in the back row. His anger flared and it took everything he had to not beat the living crap out of Ethan. He glared at him until he heard them announce they were taking a break for the jurors to make their decision. People stood and headed towards the restroom or to get a drink of water or countless other things. Mike kept his eyes on Ethan the whole time and followed him out of the courtroom. He could hear his dad trying to keep up behind him but was focused only on Ethan's form heading out the door. As the group of people thinned out it was easier to catch up with him. As soon as he was at arms length he grabbed his shoulder and spun Ethan around to face him. 

"You piece of shit!" He screamed and pulled his fist back. 

"Wait, please!" He threw his hands up to cover his face. Mike hesitated. 

"Mike, dude, just wait please." Ethan begged. He winced, still preparing for Mike to hit him. 

"Why should I? Did you stop when Alex asked you to? Did Randall wait before he pulled the trigger?" Mike yelled and shoved him with the fist that was holding the collar of his shirt. 

"I never wanted that to happen. I really didn't, I swear. I never wanted him to die. I just.... I just wanted-" 

"Wanted him to hurt? To suffer?" Mike interrupted Ethan's explanation. 

"No! I was just.... I was just mad I don't know. I swear I never wanted him to die!" Ethan kept his hands up near his face, ready to defend against the blows he was sure would come. The rage left Mike in a sudden rush. He dropped his raised fist and let go of Ethan's collar. 

"We were friends, man. What the hell happened?" Mike sighed and shook his head at Ethan. He leaned against the wall and sunk to the ground. 

"How did it get to this. It wasn't even a year ago we were best friends talking about shitty teachers and hard homework." He put his head in his hands and sighed. He couldn't cry now. If he started now he would never stop. 

"I swear, Mike. I never wanted anything like this to happen. I didn't like the guy. That doesn't mean I wanted him dead. I'm so sorry about what has happened." Ethan said honestly. Mike looked at him quietly. 

"He was so beautiful. The sweetest, Most innocent, kindest guy I've ever met. It's one thing that hes gone. Its another thing that no one knew he even existed." Mike stood from where he sat on the ground and walked back into the courtroom. 

They waited for a while longer and soon the jury came out and decided their verdict. Guilty. Randall was sentenced to life in prison with no chance of parole. Mike saw Randall's face drop. 

' The bastard actually thought he was going to get away with it.' Mike thought to himself. He knew Randall was arrogant but he didn't think he was that stupid. His lawyer sighed and rubbed took off his glasses to rub his temples. Mike thought it seemed that as soon as someone stepped into the courtroom their finger tips were permanently glued to their temples, rubbing little circles to try and relieve the stress. 

The rest of the day went by in a blur. Mike remembered his dad bringing him home, and his mom trying to talk to him. He walked past her and straight to his room. He sat on the bed and laid down. He thought about the first time he had made love to Alex here. The time him and Ethan had sat on the bed talking about girls and doing their homework. After Alex had been beaten he had sat on this bed and hugged him while he cried. 

So many things had happened in this room, his room. And now he was going to collage. Not with Ethan, not with Randall, and definitely not with Alex. All of his plans, and his dreams, were ruined. Everything had changed so fast. He hardly had time to adjust. His parents had suggested waiting a year until going to collage but he didn't want to get behind, he also didn't want to think to much about Alex. 

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Mike finished packing the last of his clothes and headed downstairs with his bag. The front door was open and he saw his dad packing his boxes into the back of their car. His mom stood in the drive way wiping away tears. Mike put down his bag and went to his mom. He gave her a big hug and kissed the top of her head. 

"Mom, we're still at home. You have to at least wait until we get on the campus to start crying." He laughed. 

"You know what I don't want to hear it. You've gotten to sit in your room and cry for months its my turn now." She wiped away the last of her tears. Mike laughed and hugged his mom again. 

"I'll be fine, mom. I promise to call and come visit." Mike assured her. She let go of him and dabbed at her eyes with a tissue she had been holding. 

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They arrived at the housing office and Mike walked up to the woman at the desk She asked for his name and looked up his room number, 

"You're roommate is an infected. If that's a problem we can change it." The woman said after looking at the computer in front of her. 

Usually Mike wouldn't have cared at all, But now. What were the odds of him getting a roommate with bird traits? Could he handle that? Either way he couldn't ask to change it. That was just rude. How would the other guy feel when they told him his roommate didn't want someone infected. 

"No, that's fine." Mike smiled at the woman. 

She gave him his room number and he picked up most of his bags and headed up to find his room. Once he found it he came back down and his parents helped him move the last of his stuff in. After another bout of tears from his mom and his dad hugging him and wishing him good luck he managed to finally get to be alone. 

His roommate hadn't arrived yet but he made sure to give him the side closest to the window. And left the top drawers open for his clothing. He looked around the room and began unpacking. He set up the posters of his favorite bands, and set up his movie collection, and his CD collection. He plugged in his laptop to charge and set up the rest of his stuff. He finished hanging up a poster when he heard his door open. He turned around and saw a man about his age standing in the doorway looking around the room. 

"Hi, I'm Anthony." He smiled. 

"I'm Mike." He held out his hand and Anthony shook it. He noticed he had long claws that tipped each of his fingers. The back of his hand also had a light dusting of fine black fur. 

"I'm definitely thankful for being talonless." Alex's voice echoed in his mind when he saw the sharp claws. He winced and pulled his hand away from Anthony's. 

"They did warn you that I was infected didn't they? I was hoping it wouldn't be a problem." Anthony looked uncomfortable. 

"No its not that, I just remembered something. I'm glad we're roommates." Mike smiled. Anthony beamed. 

"Cool." He set his bags down on the unmade bed Mike left for him. 

Mike took a moment to look at him. Luckily he wasn't a bird. Mike didn't think he could handle that. He had short pointed ears on the top of his head that moved from side to side when he heard something. His eyes were bright yellow, thankfully not orange. And he had a few patches of black fur. Mike had to look closely to see he had small whiskers near his nose. When he turned to begin unpacking Mike saw he had a hole cut in his jeans so that a long black tail could swish back and forth lazily. 

"So what are you exactly?" Mike asked. He thought it might be rude to just come out and ask like that but he had been so used to talking to Alex about his infection that it didn't occur to him to be shy about it anymore. 

Anthony looked up like he was surprised that a non-infected would be so blunt about it, most tried to guess or assume. 

"I'm a panther. Just a random change." he shrugged and continued unpacking. Mike turned back towards his things and quickly finished putting his clothes away and setting out various other belongings. 

Anthony hummed and swished his hips to some unheard beat and Mike couldn't help but glance at the other mans slender hips. He felt his cock twitch in his pants and immediately felt horrible. 

'Alex hasn't even been gone half a year and you're already thinking about someone else? How could you?' He yelled at himself and looked away to try and focus on unpacking. 

"Are you one of those guys who likes complete silence while he studies?" Anthony asked suddenly while setting up his own music collection. 

"No." Mike shook his head and thought of back when he and Alex would study together and get distracted by loving kisses or touches. They would tease each other for hours before they finally got into bed. 

"Good, I like loud music when I study. I hope that doesn't bother you. If it does I can go buy some headphones once I find a job." Anthony said. 

"It wont bother me." Mike shook his head. 

"Cool, and There's one other thing...." Anthony looked uncomfortable again. "I'm gay. If that's a problem just go down to housing and tell them you don't want an infected as a roommate they will change it." He shook his head nonchalantly. Mike smiled sadly. 

"It's not a problem, I'm gay." He said. 

"Oh! Awesome." Anthony shrugged and plugged in a CD player. Mike was surprised he still used one. Most people just used YouTube or iTunes or something more....modern. 

"So There's a party tonight. Are you gonna go?" Anthony asked. 

"Classes haven't even started yet and theirs a party?" Mike was surprised. He knew this was a party school but didn't know it was that bad. 

"Yeah I know. But it should be fun." Anthony put his clothes away, he didn't bother to fold them just shoved them in a drawer or two. 

"I think I'll pass. I'm not much for parties." Mike said as he unpacked the last of his movies. He took out 'The blob' and remembered the night he and Alex had watched the movie. He ran his hands over the case and found it was still sticky from where he had spilled a soda. He sighed and put it on the shelf. 

"Oh come on. I doubt someone as good looking as you doesn't like to party." Anthony laughed. Mike felt uncomfortable around Anthony. 

"I'm more of a 'stay inside and watch bad movies' kind of guy." He smiled. He finished unpacking his last bag and pulled out the only picture he had of him and Alex. It was a day Alex had convinced him to go out to the park despite his allergies. They had had a picnic and laid on a blanket in the grass. They had fallen asleep and were woken up when a kid hit him in the head with a soccer ball. The picture was taken while they had been eating. Mike sat behind Alex with his arms wrapped around him. They both looked at the camera and Alex reached his hand back to stroke Mikes neck. They looked so happy together. That was a month before he had been shot. He carefully set the picture on his nightstand and wiped a bit of dust off the glass of the frame. 

"Is that your boyfriend?" Anthony asked cheerily. Mike fought the oncoming tears. 

"He was." He said simply. 

"Oh... bad break up?" Anthony asked. Mike sighed heavily. 

"He died." He didn't take his eyes off the picture. They both smiled brightly and you could see they were happy. 

"Oh, damn. I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to bring up bad memories or anything like that." Anthony stopped unpacking and apologized. 

"Its alright. You didn't know." Mike looked away from the picture and put his empty bags under his bed. 

"What was his name? If you don't mind me asking." Anthony sat down on his bed. 

"Alex. He was infected too. He was a northern goshawk." Mike remembered the first time he got to touch those beautiful wings. 

"You two made a great couple." Anthony said and looked at the picture. Mike smiled and looked at it too. 

"Damn straight we did." He laughed. It had been so long since he laughed the sound was unfamiliar to him. 

"How long ago did he die?" Anthony got serious. 

"Four months ago. He was nineteen." Mike stroked the smooth glass that preserved the picture. Silenced passed between them and Anthony looked like he wanted to say something. 

"He was shot." Mike knew he wanted to ask and just got it out of the way. Anthony looked shocked. 

"Why?" He asked. 

"I ask myself that everyday." Mike said. 

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There will be more chapters soon and I hope this makes up for the last chapter of Wings of Gray. It will get better I promise don't mourn Alex's death for to long :) Keep checking back. And for those who are worried I just rushed through to get Ethan and Randall out of the way, i'm not quite done with them yet, so dont worry.

Things Change Ch. 02



Wednesday Marline and David arrived home to fine their rooms all cleaned and ready for them. But all they had time to do was drop the luggage and get cleaned up while I went to town pick up a rental van for our trip to the Army base. I had checked and Danny would be able to come home on leave for ten days after graduation from boot camp. I did not think that all four of us could travel in my Jaguar with Danny’s bags. So I rented a van big enough for us to be comfortable in and Danny’s bags. 

The graduation was not till near sunset with what was called a Sunset parade to finish it off. So I had made reservations at a nice motel just a few miles from the base. We would stay there over night and get a fresh start in the morning for the trip home. I was really looking forward to a nice long visit with my children and possibly a better relationship in other ways as well. 

Marline and David seemed interested in my changing the third floor into two apartments. I wondered if it was because I had found the pictures up there and maybe they wondered if I had of if someone else had found the pictures of my lovely children joined in sexual acts. That part of the house had been unused for many years and I never suspected my kids were using it for a sex party whenever I was out. As I departed for the car rental agency I thought I saw a wink between David and Marline. I was out the drive way before I thought maybe they were up there right now doing things for old times. If I returned and found them in compromising situations that might be a nice way to get involved with them. But if I returned and they were setting in the den drinking coffee how would I explain it. Oh well I’ll still get involved with my kids sexual togetherness later. I felt sure it would all work out in the end. 

What I did not know was that the minute I was out of the house David called Timothy and it came out that Timothy had screwed me and in fact he and I had found the pictures and Timothy said he was looking forward to another party with me an the kids if they wanted to. Marline was so surprised she just would not believe her Mother the prude would get involved with a friend of the family let alone a much younger man.


However David knew it was the truth and he at his young age had picked up on my loneliness. So it was easy for David to see where once I was alone I came apart so to speak and not only let Timothy screw me but was out seeking man companions and having recreational sex. After the talk with Timothy David talked to Marline and got her to see how it was for me. He pointed out I had not had a male friend all the years I raised them and made sure they were safe and taken care of. But it was the matter of my finding the pictures that got the two of them talking in serious tones. David said they should come clean and tell the truth and see what I had to say or do if I wanted to do anything at all. They agreed it was time for Mother to know they were having an incest relationship and give good old Mom a chance to join in or not her choice. They know we had a long drive but there just might be enough time to see this trough one time before we departed. 

Marline and David planed well and were ready to put on a little show for me just as I walked in the door. I always come in the back door through the kitchen and as you step up on the porch one can see into the Den. The picture I saw was one of my daughter on all fours with David behind her holding her by both hips and pounding her doggie style. As I stood there this picture took my breath away but set my heart racing. I knew what they wee doing besides fucking and it brought a smile to my face. I dashed into the den and dropped my clothing as I went. There was no sign of embarrassment in any ones eyes. However there was a trace of surprise on both there faces as they saw my shaved pussy. 

I dropped to my knees beside David and hugged him slipping my hand under his balls and letting my finger tips feel the wetness along his cock. 

“Mom, we were hoping you might join us.” David said circling my waist with a strong arm. Pulling me close he said “Mom get down beside Marline and I will do you both.” I did as he asked and in a flash he moved from Marline to me and quickly found my pussy wet wild and willing to accept him.

His powerful cock plowed into me slamming in to the hilt bracing his belly flat on my ass. Marline turned to hug me around the shoulders and say “Mom oh, Mom your so fucking sexy you’re beautiful and what a great body. I love our tits.” She then cupped one breast in her hand and squeezed it firmly while with her other hand she reached back and ran a finger along the crack of my ass letting her finger pause on my tight little hole. She said “David I do believe our mother has recently been fucked in the ass. Take a look. What do you think?” she said rather loudly.


He slowed down his rapid movements and patted my ass and only whistled. “Oh god” I cried as David drove so deep I think he hit some thing and it felt very arousing. I was shaking, pushing back and ringing my head from side to side. 

Marline said “Fuck her David, Fuck the shit out of Mom. She is going to cum. Screw her hard. Fuck her David fuck her hard.”

It was so wonderful my son was behind me with his lovely cock deep in me. God it was so exciting I was overcome with love, lust and depraved joy. Marline slipped down in front of me placing her pussy just inches from my face. I was feeling my son swell in side of me and this feeling was so erotic and I was fast becoming wildly aroused. But this did not stop me from lifting my daughter’s ass in both hands to place my mouth over her seeping pussy. Marline screamed “Mom, Mom suck my cunt.” David yelled wildly and I felt a warm sensation fill me. The very thought of my son’s sperm was filling my pussy and I was licking my daughters cunt drove me over the top and I exploded like never before. Marline grabbed my hair and pulled my mouth tight against her pussy. I could not breath, my nose and mouth was covered with her essences. David pounded me as he filled my pussy until I felt the warm stuff running down my legs. I pulled back gasping for my breath. Marline was spurting a clear fluid so hard it splashed on my face. I licked the juice. David was slowing then he fell across my back. I fell off to the side. Three well fucked lovers tumbled in a heap. 

David was the first to move he got up and on unsteady legs he mumbled and went off for a shower. I said I was going to shower too. Marline stopped me by gripping my arm. “Wait” She said as she pulled me back down the bed. Marline lifted my legs and quickly covered my dripping pussy with her mouth and licked David’s sperm from my saturated pussy. 

I watched Marline lick my juices and David’s divine cum from my pussy and want had run down between the cheeks of my ass. My daughters tongue titillated all the nerve ending around my well fucked ass of the last few days. Marline smiled as she dropped my legs and stood up. I thought I owe you my little darling. 

Less than an hour later we were off driving down the interstate. David drove first while I rested on the long seat in the rear with Marline reading up front with David. My eyes were closed but I was not asleep when I heard Marline ask David “How was it, was Mom a pretty good fuck?” 


She did not wait for an answer before she asks “How do you think Mom will like taking you and Danny on at the same time. I fine it hard to believe our Mother is fucking her own sons. And did you see he way she dove into my cunt I swear Mom has been playing this lesbian cunt game long before today. I just can not believe the change just since we went away to school. Wow, you talk about things changing I’ll say they sure have.

Resting quietly I let my mind drift off to fantasy land where I was standing naked before my two sons. They were letting their eyes devour me from head to foot. I turned so they could see my nakedness from all sides. I lifted my arms above my head shaking my breast for their delight. Dropping one hand to my hairy mound I parted my sweet lips with two fingers so they could see the pink wetness hiding there. The van hit a rather large pot hole bringing me back life. Setting up I said “Are we any where we can stop I need to use a restroom.” 

“Sure Mom there is a truck stop just ahead.” David said.

Marline and I returned to the store and found the coffee machine. Marline carries two cups and I one. I paid and when I turned to go there in all his powerful glory was Fred. I knew he owned a large truck company but never thought I would run across him out here. He smiled offered me a hand and said “Hello, Karen, how nice to see you again. Honey is here somewhere. Would you like to say Hi?” 

“Hello Fred, nice to see you too. I really must be going but please say Hi. To Honey for me.” I said looking at Fred remembering a wonderful time. 

‘Mom are you going to introduce me?” Marline asked.

“Oh, I am sorry Fred; this is my daughter Marline and we are on our way to my son’s graduation from Army Boot camp.” I said. 

Fred smiled at Marline and they shook hands. I could see in both their eyes there were unanswered questions. But Fred did not push for answers and we parted with out me having to explain my knowing Fred. 

Handing David one of the coffees I said “I’ll drive for a while.”

David laid down in the back Marline still sat up front with her legs under her. I could tell she wanted to ask me about Fred and also “Who the hell Honey was” 


It was getting dark and I was ready to stop but I thought we could go ahead and drive on in as we had reservations for tomorrow but I felt even if we got in late it would be better to already have a room for after the evening graduation and Sun Set parade. Fishing my cell phone out of my hand bag I called he motel to see if we could get a room tonight. As luck would have it there was a late cancellation and yes they would hold the room till we got there. 

It was after midnight when we arrived. The clerk was helpful in that she said the room we were getting tonight was a bigger room then the one reserved for us and there was a nice adjoining room to it.

Luggage in hand we found a nice suite with two king beds in one room and two queens in the other room. This was more room than we needed but I wanted to sleep alone tonight and have a nice place for Danny his first night off base. To the world it looked like Mother and Daughter in one room and the two boys in the other. However that was not how it was going to be if I had my way. 

Marline and David left me as I headed for the shower. The fine hot spray left like red-hot bbs hitting my skin. I turned my back to enjoy the tingle on my back side. A good scrub and I started to feel much better. By the time I stepped out I was almost alive again. The towels were thick and fluffy. My hair looked wild after the hair blower did its thing. I stood naked looking from my night gown to my shorts and blouse I had laid out for tomorrow. I listen at the door between the rooms and heard nothing. I guessed they were in bed already.

The clerk said the lounge was open till two and so I had forty five minutes to enjoy some music and have a few drinks to help me sleep better. However when I walked in I was dressed I tight jeans and a white nearly see though blouse. A woman can change her mind.

It was Thursday night and from the looks of things a lot of people were getting an early start on the weekend. I took a seat at the bar at the far end so I could see most of the lounge and see the band stand. A three piece group was playing a well rounded mix of new rock and golden oldies. It fitted the mixed group of patrons as they ranged from barely legal to over sixty. My drink arrived and turned back to the bar dropped a twenty on the bar when the bartender said “Its paid for.” 

I smiled and asked “Who shell I think for this.” 

“If you don’t mind I was the culprit.” Came a voice from behind me.


Turning to see the culprit I looked into a strong jawed tall Army Sergeant Major’s dark eyes. He held an Army cap under his arm while holding a drink in his other hand. His smile was broad and his teeth were pearly white. His hair was cut so short I was not sure if he was balding or not. I got the feeling we each were measuring the other up for good reason. 

He was wondering if he could get lucky and I was wondering if this handsome devil knew my son. Also he looked like he could give a girl a good time. I also wondered if the skin on his dick was a light as on the parts I could see. For a black man he was smooth and easy speaking. Sure of him self and I thought even if I turned him down he would not think it a loose but a battle yet not won. 

I blinked, smiled and waved at the stool next to me. Small talk ensued and I was totally taken with his charm, good looks and easy smile. With out saying a word off color he let me know he was very interested in my body and not my mind. At some point I reached out and rested my hand on his thigh. Just as I suspected it was long, thick and about half hard. He asked “Do you have a room here? And are you alone?” 

I said “Yes and no. I came here for my son’s graduation tomorrow and brought my other son and daughter with me. However they are in the adjoining room. So you see there is a problem.” I did not turn him down outright but I wanted to point out I thought it a bad idea to fuck around with my kids next door. 

He smiled and said “I can be as quiet as a mouse. I am trained in stealth.” 

“Maybe you are but I am not. I have a hard time not expressing my pleasure if you know what I mean.” I said in a half laugh. 

“Oh, I see you’re a screamer. I think I can fix that if you’ll allow me to show you how?” he said.

I thought what the hell told him my room number and said “If the door is open come on in. If it is locked please walk away and be a gentleman about it. Do I have your word on that?” 

“Of course Dear lady of course.” He smiled as I departed.

Checking the adjoining door again I still heard not a sound. So I left the door ajar and slipped out of my jeans and blouse. 


The door swung open and closed leaving the room in a dim light from a security light just out side. He did not make a sound as he approached the bed. I could feel his eyes adjusting to the dimmer light. “Oh, my god” was the only words he said before carefully removing his cloths and placing them over a chair. 

He again stood by the bed. This time he proudly stood so I could see his out line. His body was straight with the exception of a long thick cock sticking out and pointing slightly upward. The head was pronounced and I thought it beautiful. I reached out taking his gorgeous cock in my hand. I told him to stand there. I moved to the edge of the bed and sat there holding his cock in both hands. Pushing the foreskin back I popped the head into my mouth. Taking this instrument of joy into my mouth was so exciting I went wild. I gave him the best blow job I ever gave any man.

I felt him shiver and not from the cold either. His balls were heavy large and covered with thick impenetrable hair. Very carefully I rubbed that spot between his balls and his puckered ass. This I have found can be very erotic for some men and he seemed to be one of them. His balls jerked up his cock shuddered and a warm steady stream of sweet cum filled my mouth. He did not cum as most men not in fearsome powerful spurts no his came slowly but steady. I could swallow it with out loosing a drop. 

“What a perfectly elegant blow job. My Dear you’re a splendid cocksucker if I ever saw one.” He said in a soft gentle voice. “Now let me return he delightful experience to a special lady.”

He laid me back on the bed and squatted on the floor with his head between my legs. His tongue was long and strong it darted in and around my pussy lips like a frighten snake. His fingers were pulling my cunt apart so the serpent could wiggle in deeper. This man was an expert and he was not just licking my pussy he was literally fucking me with his tongue. I had my hands on his head pulling him closer. I started to scream but only got out a mild squeal. His mouth never left my cunt but some how he reached up and pressed a finger to each side of my lower jaw and this seem to cut off my scream. It did not hurt for all I felt was the tip of his fingers. 

I shivered; shook lifted my ass off the bed and sent a stream of juice pouring forth. He devoured me, licked me clean and then we both rested. 

“I would love to fuck you but I must go. Please forgive me?” was all he said before he departed. I was going to ask him if he knew my son but I knew it was a big base.


The sun was up and I had slept like baby till after ten. I knocked on the door and got no answer. Pushing it open I found a note telling me my children were down in the lounge having breakfast and to join them.

I slipped on the jeans and blouse from last night and joined them. The coffee was hot and good and I was famished. Marline said “Mom I can see right through that blouse. It may have been OK for last night but not in day light with out a bra.” She tapped David on the hand and said “Would you look at your mother nipples they show right through.”

“Nice nipples they are too.” David conceded. “Yes and very nice tits too I must say.” He laughed.

“How did you know I wore this blouse last night? I thought you kids were sleeping.” I said. 

Marline smiled and said “No Mother dear, we were down in the pool and with that glass wall we saw you going into the bar. We thought about joining you but David got all hot and bothered so we went back to the room found the adjoining door locked and guessed you made some one happy. Was it a girl or man Mom?” 

I ignored her question and said “After breakfast I want to go shopping since we don’t have to be on bases until five o’clock. Do either of you want to go along? 

David said “No way, I will stay right here and enjoy TV and maybe the weight room.” Marline agreed to go and an hour later we were headed down town to the local mall. 

Several hundred dollars later Marline and I were walking across the parking lot toward the van. Bags and boxes in hand we walked past a very long and luxurious motor home. The door swung open and Fred stepped out followed by Honey. “Well Hello again. See you and your beautiful daughter are doing what women do best.” Fred said. 

“Never mind him. He does not know how to shop.” Honey said. Extending hand out to Marline Honey said “Hi, I am Honey. Fred told me about meeting you at the truck stop. Please come in and visit for a moment.” I started to say we had to go but Marline was up on the first step going in the motor home. 

The coach was very wide inside with the expanding sides. Fred took the bags and placed them up in the driver’s area. 


Fred set me down at the kitchen able and slipped in next to me. Honey was taken by the arm and pulled in the back. Honey wanted to show Marline the rest of the coach. As soon as Marline was out of sight Fred put an arm around me pulling me near. He kissed me and as much as I wanted to resist I felt the pangs of lust twisting in my abdomen. Fred had the buttons undone, his hand inside my blouse arousing my nipples as only he could do. Old Mr. Fast hands had me warm and shivering at the same time. 

My mind was floating back to the night I spent with Fred and Honey. How he made me feel how Honey made me feel as I felt his cock in my hand. God he was so hard, so thick and the wide head that rubbed my pussy so excitingly. 

Fred stood; his cock was there, right there in front of me I had no choice at all I blindly wickedly took his cook into my mouth. I forgot all about my daughter and Honey. I was lost in a world of lust and desire laced with emotions so strong I sucked his cock passed my throat so his cum would go directly to my gut. I was such a fucking whore bitch. I did not care abut anything but my own pleasure and needs. I heard Fred say “Gayle you’re the best. But don’t make me cum I want some of that fabulous pussy.” 




Things Change Ch. 02



Mike walked into the room to see Anthony dancing to loud music he didn't recognize. Anthony gyrated his hips to the beat and spun so he was facing the door. His eyes were shut, and he was deep into the music. Mikes mouth watered as he followed the small trail of soft black fur with his eyes. It started right between his abs and traveled down between his abs and into the waist line of his shorts. His tail swished to the beat behind him and his mouth was slightly open revealing shiny long fangs. His claws brushed through his hair and his feet moved silently. He wasn't wearing any shoes and Mike noticed his slightly furry feet and his toes which were padded like a panthers. Anthony hated shoes. Mike shut the door and Anthony's bright yellow eyes snapped open,  

"Oh, damn sorry. Didn't see you there." Anthony smiled showing his fangs. 

"It's your room too." Mike swallowed and tried not to look at Anthony. He knew he was attracted to the panther but he felt horrible, soul crushing, guilt whenever he thought anything remotely sexual about the other man. They had been sharing the room for over a month now and Anthony knew Mike was still grieving for his boyfriend. He knew Mike had nightmares. He would wake up in the night screaming or crying. He wanted to do something but he didn't know what. 

"How was your class?" Anthony asked. 

"It was OK." Mike pulled out a text book and sat at his desk. 

"Lots of homework?" Anthony ransacked his closet looking for his mesh top he loved. 

"Yeah. You?" Mike pulled out a pencil and began thumbing through the book. 

"Nope, I'm going to the club tonight." Anthony sighed when he couldn't find the top. He grabbed his uniform, which was just a vest, and put it on without a shirt under it. " How does this look?" Anthony asked. Mike glanced at his muscular, soft, chest and swallowed his guilt. 

"You look great." Mike turned back to his homework. Anthony looked at him for a moment. 

"You should come with me. You never get out." Anthony said. 

"You're not clubbing, your working. I would just be in the way." Mike shook his head without looking up. 

"I get a ton of breaks. It's a weekday we are never busy. Please?" Anthony begged. 

Mike sighed and looked at his picture of Alex. 

"He wouldn't have wanted you to sit here alone. Don't you think he would have wanted you to be happy?" Anthony got serious. 

"I can't. I..... I just can't." Mike turned back to his work. 

"don't wait up m'kay?" Anthony said as he was halfway out the door. 

"Alright." Mike said. He heard the door shut and sighed. He looked at his picture again and let the tears fall. 

"I need you." he said out loud. 

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"Do you mind if I bring someone here?" Anthony said one Saturday evening. 

"Huh?" Mike asked as he looked up from the book he was reading. 

"I met a guy. We've been seeing each other and I wanted you to meet him." Anthony said. 

"Oh, sure it's your room too. How long have you two been dating?" Mike asked. 

"A couple weeks." Anthony turned back to the mirror and put on his eyeliner thick. Mike looked up shocked. 

"You haven't said anything about him." Mike said. 

"Well, I know how you get when you talk about Alex. I just didn't want to bring up something that could stir up old emotions or anything, you know? Seeing me with a guy might bring back memories of you and Alex dating or something." Anthony looked at him through the reflection in the mirror. 

"No, its fine. I'm glad you found someone." Mike shrugged. 

"Cool. Is it OK if he comes tomorrow?" Anthony asked. Mike nodded. Anthony smiled. 

"Awesome! Oh, by the way some guy called for you earlier." Anthony went back to work on his makeup and hair. 

"Who?" Mike asked. 

"Some dude. Evan, Eaton, Eden?" Anthony shrugged. 

"Ethan?" Mike asked. He squeezed his book until he could hear the pages ripping. 

"Yeah that's it. Who is he?" Anthony asked as he teased his hair. 

"He uh. He was my best friend awhile ago." Mike said. He felt tears stinging his eyes. 

"Oh, what happened?" Anthony asked, not really paying attention. 

"He hated Alex and was friends with the guy who shot him." Mike stared blankly at a wall. 'Why would Ethan call...' He thought to himself. 

"Oh, damn. And you still talk to him?" Anthony turned in his seat to look at Mike. 

"No, why did he call?" Mike asked, still glaring at the poor wall. 

"He didn't say. He just wanted you to call him back." Anthony shrugged. He looked sympathetic and worried for Mike. 

"Fuck that." Mike went back to reading. Anthony stood up and walked over to his bed and sat down. 

"don't you think its time you stopped punishing yourself for what happened? It wasn't your fault there was nothing you could have done to stop it." Anthony said and put a hand on Mikes leg, trying to comfort him. Mike looked at the hand and moved his leg so Anthony wasn't touching him. He was surprised how long it had been since another man had touched him besides his father. He missed it. 

Anthony sighed. 

"You cant just stay locked up in here. Please come out with me tonight. Pretty please?" Anthony begged. Mike sighed. They've had this conversation hundreds of times. 

"I know this great club. You deserve some fun. Come on." Anthony begged. He looked at Mike with those big yellow eyes and his tail swished lazily. Mike felt his cock stir. Anthony was in his favorite leather pants and was barefoot as usual. He had on his thick black make up and had on a simple black tank top that was tight enough to show off his toned body. 

"You know the answer." Mike turned back to his book. Anthony let out a small growl and grabbed the book and threw it across the room at the door. It smacked the door and hit the ground. Mike looked at it in silence for a second then looked back at Anthony who just stared back. 

"Was there a point to that?" Mike asked. 

"The point was for you to get off your ass and stop brooding." Anthony bared his fangs and let out another growl. It wasn't meant to be threatening. Just to get his attention. Mike thought it was sexy. He mentally kicked himself and willed his cock to relax. 

"I don't want to-" 

"You don't want to forgive yourself for what happened to Alex, but it wasn't your fault. I know your not ready to meet somebody yet but that doesn't mean you have to sit in here like a hermit. You can go hang out with a friend cant you?" Anthony shouted. Mike stared at him quietly for a second. 

"I don't have anything to wear." Mike sighed. Anthony smiled and his ears perked up. His tail swished happily. 

"My ex left some stuff lying around and I figured I could find someone who would want to wear it." Anthony got up and began rummaging around in the closet. 

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Mike felt uncomfortable in the dark, loud, club. There was a ton of guys on the dance floor and several couples danced together. Several people said Hi to Anthony and Mike had three phone numbers in his pocket already. He knew he would just throw them away when he got home. A large guy walked up to Anthony and gave him a kiss. Mike shifted uncomfortably. 

"Mike, this is James." Anthony introduced the two. James smiled at Mike but it wasn't a friendly one. " The guy I told you about." Anthony clarified. Mike nodded. Anthony had to yell to be heard over the loud music. 

"James this is my roommate, Mike." He turned to the other guy, James. James put a possessive hand around Anthony's hips. 

"Hey." He said. Mike nodded at him and gave a half smile. 

"Let's go dance, babe." James said to Anthony. 

"I don't just want to leave Mike here." Anthony said to him. James sighed. Mike felt like a third wheel and just wanted to leave. 

"Its fine, I think I'm going to go Anyways." Mike sighed and looked for the door. 

"No! Please, just find someone to dance with. It doesn't have to go any further then that." Anthony said. 

"I don't think so." Mike shook his head. 

"Come on, Mike. Just find one guy to dance with and then we can go." Anthony reasoned. 'Baby steps.' He thought to himself. Mike sighed. 

"Fine." He nodded. Anthony smiled. 

"I'll see you out there." He said as James dragged him away. Mike looked uncomfortable just standing there and was almost glad when a small man, if you could call him that, walked up to him and shyly asked if he wanted to go dance. Mike nodded and the two headed out. The music had a loud firm beat and the smaller man began to dance and gyrate against Mike. Soon Mike got into it and didn't even realize they had been dancing for over half an hour. He looked around and saw Anthony pushed up against the wall by James and making out heavily. 

"I'm Chris." The smaller man introduced himself. 

"Mike." He smiled. Chris blushed and looked shy. 

"Do you... do you want to go somewhere?" He asked. Mike swallowed uncomfortably. 

"Actually I'm just here 'cause my friend would let me sit in our room anymore." He smiled nervously. " My last relationship kind of ended badly and I'm not really ready to get involved with anyone. I didn't mean to lead you on or anything." Mike felt bad when the smaller man looked crushed. 

"Its OK. I should go." He tried to turn his head to hide his tears and walked away. Mike grabbed his arm and pulled him back before he could get to far. 

"Wait, please I didn't mean to turn you down like that. Cant we just hang out? You know dance, as friends?" Mike asked. Chris smiled a little and nodded. Mike pulled them back to their spot on the dance floor and began dancing to the new beat. They danced for awhile until Anthony walked up and tapped Mike on the shoulder. 

"Its getting late. Are you ready to go?" Anthony smiled at Chris and he gave a small wave. 

"Sure, This is Chris." Mike introduced them. 

"Hey. James already left he has work in the morning and I have class. We should get going." He said. Mike said goodbye to Chris and began leaving. 

"Wait!" Chris caught up to Mike and wrote his number on Mikes hand. 

"Just friends." He smiled and walked off. Mike smiled and watched him walk away before Anthony pulled him out the door. 

"So, Chris." He said. 

"Hes just a friend." Mike smiled at Anthony. He found himself smiling more and more everyday. 

"uh huh." Anthony rolled his eyes. " You gonna call him?" He asked. 

"As a friend." Mike said and nudged Anthony with his shoulder. 

Mike wrote down Chris's number when they got back to their room and crawled into bed. 

"Night, Mike." Anthony said from across the room in his bed. 

"Night." Mike replied. 

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"Mike!" He was startled awake by Anthony shaking his shoulders. He could see his glowing yellow eyes in the dark and felt something warm on his face. He raised a hand and realized he was crying. He had been having another nightmare. He was covered in sweat and could hardly breath. He wanted Alex. He wanted his songbird back. He sobbed and grabbed on to Anthony. Anthony held him while he cried and stroked his hair. Anthony crawled into bed with him and let Mike soak his chest with his tears. Soon Mike had fallen asleep on his chest and was snoring slightly. Anthony sighed and tried to get comfortable and soon followed Mike into sleep. 

Mike woke up and felt a small body under his own. He smiled and nuzzled the chest and planted a kiss on the firm body. 

"Morning, babe." He said groggily. 

"Uh, Mike." Anthony said uncomfortably. Reality snapped back to Mike and he remembered Alex was dead. He remembered the night before and how Anthony had comforted him in the night. He sat up quickly and pulled his hands away from Anthony. 

"Shit." He felt his cheeks go bright red and didn't know what to say. 

"Its OK, Mike. It was just a mistake." Anthony put a hand on his shoulder. Mike shook it away. 

"Yeah. OK. Sorry. Was just dreaming." Mike had had a good dream of Alex once Anthony had soothed him back to sleep. 

"It happens. No awkwardness, yeah?" Anthony asked. 

"Yeah." Mike moved over Anthony and got dressed quickly. 

'Jesus what would Alex think?' He scolded himself. 

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Anthony was at class and Mike just sat lazily around the room. He held the picture of Alex in his hands and just looked at it and thought. He stroked the smooth glass and longed for the days he could feel the amazingly soft feathers of Alex's wings. He sighed and put the picture back on his nightstand. 

'Why bother torturing myself?' He thought. A slip of paper fell off the nightstand and he reached down to pick it up. He folded it and remembered Chris from the night before. He thought for a moment and reached over to pick up the phone. It rang a few times and then he heard Chris's voice. It sounded different without the loud music muffling it. 

"Hey, Chris. Its Mike from last night." Mike was worried he wouldn't remember him. 

"Oh, Hey! How are you doing?" Chris asked. Mike didn't see why he should tell Chris about last night. 

"I'm OK. Do you want to do something today? As friends?" Mike clarified. 

"Sure! Uh, what did you have in mind?" Chris asked. Mike didn't feel like going out. He remembered he was supposed to do something with Anthony and James that night. 

"I don't know, Anthony's boyfriend James is coming over. You could too. I don't know what we're doing thought. Just a fair warning, the guy seems like hes kind of a dick." Mike laughed. He heard Chris giggle. 

"Sure, that sounds fun. When should I come over?" He asked. Mike thought for a moment. 

"We could do something before he comes over. I have an epic movie collection. You wanna hang out over here and veg?" Mike laughed. 

"I love movies!" Mike could hear Chris smiling over the phone. He told him where he lived and they made plans to meet in an hour. 

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Anthony walked into the room in a hurry. He didn't have long before James came over and he wanted to change into something nicer. He walked in and saw Mike and Chris, the boy from the club, sitting on the floor watching some old movie. Chris's head rested in Mikes lap and the two shared a bowl of popcorn. 

"Hey Anthony." Mike said without looking up. 

"Hey." He said. He dropped his bag and walked over to the closet. 

"One of these days I'm going to tally how many times you change clothes in a day." Mike said without moving his eyes from the TV Chris giggled. 

"Shut up. Do you mind if I change?" Anthony asked Chris. Chris blushed and shook his head no. Anthony quickly stripped down to his boxers and slipped into something sexier. 

"I invited Chris to hang with us tonight, hope you don't mind." Mike said. 

"No problem." Anthony put on some black bracelets to match his outfit. 

"How do I look?" Anthony asked. He wanted to look good for James. 

"Good." Mike said without looking away from the TV 

"You didn't even look." Anthony threw a shoe at Mike. It hit him in the head and Chris started laughing. 

"Ow." Mike said but didn't look away from the TV He fumbled for the shoe and threw it blindly. It missed Anthony by several feet. 

"That was just pathetic." Anthony rolled his eyes and turned around back to the closet. Mike looked away from the TV Finally and threw a handful of popcorn and Anthony's head. Anthony turned around and glared at him. He looked at the TV Like nothing had happened. 

"I need to run out real fast. I'll be back before James gets here.' Anthony walked out. 

Silenced passed between Chris and Mike for a moment before Chris got up the courage to ask. 

"So, uh, Anthony. Hes an infected?" He asked. Mike looked down at him. 

"Yeah, that's not a problem is it?" Mike asked. He was enjoying Chris's company, he didn't want it ruined. 

"No, no! I was just wondering. I've never actually met one before." Chris blushed. 

"Oh, there just like regular people. Just...fuzzy." Mike smiled. Chris giggled. And looked around the room. His eyes fell on the picture of Mike and Alex. 

"Is that your ex you were talking about?" Chris asked and pointed to the picture. Mike looked over. He felt uncomfortable with Chris's head in his lap. It felt like the picture was watching them. 

"Yeah." He said sadly. Chris looked at him but knew better then to ask. 

"So how bout you. Any special someone?" Mike asked Chris. 

"No. I've...I've actually never had a boyfriend." Chris blushed. 

"What? Lies! There's no way someone as cute as you could stay single." Mike laughed. Chris gave a small smile and blushed harder. 

"I just... I want to meet someone but I want a relationship based on more then just sex. You know?" Chris picked at his nails nervously and looked up at Mike. 

"Yeah, I know. Just don't give up. You will find a good guy." Mike assured him. Chris smiled and tilted his head back over Mikes leg to see who opened the door. 

"It all keeps adding up, I think I'm cracking up..." Anthony walked into the room singing Basket Case by Greenday. Mike smiled at him and began tapping the drum line to the song on Chris's stomach. Chris laughed as Anthony continued to sing and Mike rocked out. He soon joined in on the chorus with Anthony. They burst into a fit of laughter and Anthony was down on the floor with them laughing so hard. They were laughing so hard they didn't notice the door open and James step in. 

"What are you doing?" He asked Anthony. Anthony stopped laughing and stood up brushing himself off. 

"We were just having some fun." Mike said and shrugged. 

"On the floor?" James raised one eyebrow. 

"Why not." Chris shrugged and laughed when Mike did a drum roll on his stomach. James scoffed and looked at them like they were insects he should crush with his expensive boots. Chris looked up at Mike and mouthed ' Dick ' to Mike. They had another giggle fit and Anthony looked embarrassed. 

"Mike." He growled. 

"What?" Mike threw up his hands. 

"Get up." He growled quietly. 

Mike rolled his eyes and stood up before reaching a hand down to help Chris up. 

"So, James where are we going tonight?" Anthony asked him. 

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The night went horribly. They ended up going out to get something to eat. Mike and Chris both wanted a local diner not far from the dorm and Mike knew Anthony loved it. James looked like they had offered him the contents of a dumpster. Anthony acted as if he hated the place. Finally they agreed to go there Anyways. When they got seated in the diner they ordered and James got up to use the bathroom. As soon as he was out of earshot Mike turned to Anthony. 

"What is your problem?" He asked. Anthony looked at him. 

"What?" He shrugged. 

"I know you love this place. Why did you say you didn't? You act weird around James." Mike said. 

"He just has different interests. I just want to make him happy." Anthony rolled his eyes. 

"Its one thing to make him happy its another to not be yourself. Besides, that guy could win the lottery and just shrug it off and ask for more." Mike rolled his eyes. Chris giggled. 

"You don't like him?" Anthony asked. 

"The guys a prick, Anthony. Hes to stuck up to even have fun." Mike said. 

"Whatever." Anthony sighed. His tail flicked back and forth angrily. James walked back to the table and Anthony stood and grabbed his hand. 

"Where are we going?" He asked. 

"We're leaving." Anthony said and looked at Mike as they left. 

"Thank god." James sighed. 

After they had eaten dinner Mike walked Chris back to his apartment that he and two friends shared and then he walked back to his dorm. When he got back he saw Anthony was already asleep and he stripped down before crawling into bed and falling asleep himself.



Things Change Ch. 02



Fred pulled back to keep from shooting off in my mouth. He lifted me up and pushed me to the rear of the coach. Even before I could see into the bedroom I heard sounds I knew all too well. There on the bed was Marline with her head buried between Honey’s legs her bare ass pointed at us. Fred said “Wow, now that is a nice ass. He moved quickly mounting Marline from the rear. I watched his cock disappear into her slippery cunt. Fred had Marline hips in both hands jerking her ass back into him. Seeing my daughter getting fucked hard and deep by Fred set me on fire. I went around to the head of the bed after dropping my jeans to place my sensitive wet pussy above Honey’s face. 

Marline looked up smiled and returned to licking Honey delicious pussy. Fred was fucking my daughter, she was licking Honey’s pussy and I was getting the same from Honey. Fred’s eyes were closed and he was feeling that young pussy around his cock and enjoying it immensely. A four way with three women and one man, a daisy chain of lust and desire all working toward one wild frenzy of orgasms for each of us. 

I was so excited I was the first to explode washing Honey’s lovely face with a torrent of sweet juices. Honey shivered licked faster draining me. Honey shook and gave up a climax of her own. 


Marline was quick to devour Honey’s discharge. Fred saw all this and it set him off busting loose in Marlines tight little pussy. 

“What a great pussy, I swear like mother like daughter. Marline your pussy is just as tight as your mother.” Fred said smiling down at my daughter’s tender ass. Marline looked up at me smiled and she knew I had been with these people before. She was not about to say anything just now but I knew later I would have questions to answer. 

I moved off Honey and stood at the side of the bed. Marline had not yet moved from Honey’s honey hole. Fred stood and was playing with his cock trying to get it up and hard again. I don’t know why but I reached out and ran my fingers along Marlines dripping pussy. My fingers were wet with her juice and Fred’s heavy load. I rubbed my fingertip over her tiny rear entrance and pushed. My finger disappeared into her gorgeous ass. I was fascinated with my daughter’s ass. I started to slowly finger fuck her ass and at the same time I reached for Fred’s growing cock.

His cock was coming alive as I pulled him toward her juicy wet ass hole. Fred was getting the idea his breathing grew heavy. I went to my knees to suck Fred’s cock as I fingered my daughter’s cunt and ass. Marline had replaced her mouth on Honey’s quivering cunt. I was getting so excited. Here I was with a finger deep in my daughter’s ass and Fred’s cock in my mouth knowing very well I wanted to watch Fred put his cock up her ass. 

Giving in to crazy impulses I moved back to give Fred free access to Marline’s ass. My eyes were riveted to my darling daughters tiny bung hole. I wanted to see her reaction to this delicious cock going slowly in her tiny ass. I was sure her ass was not virgin for I did believe both my sons had fucked their sister and I felt sure they had done her ass justice as well. I stood watching my finger pressing on my own clitoris and remembering how exciting a cock can feel in one’s ass. But I could not get over the thrill of knowing this was my daughter, this was my little girl this was a part of me with the same sexual needs and desires. As the large head pressed firmly to that tiny puckered spot my heart stopped the broad head flattened out and I saw the muscles relax as Marline gave in to lust and wanted that cock in her ass as much as I wanted it for her.

There was a slight sound as the head pushed past the retaining ring of muscle and disappeared from my sight. The sound was indescribable but definitely a sexual sound of pure delight to my ears. I was so excited even my mouth formed a circle as if it were about to receive his cock once more. If there had been a second man with us I would have had a cock in my mouth. I wanted to feel it, taste it and suck a cock off right then.


I was brought back to the lusty present by my daughters words “Oh, Mommy, oh Mommy.” Then the words were replaced with a sound only a woman can make as she reaches that point of total satisfaction when every need has been taken care of. My daughter was getting just what she wanted all along. 

Fred took her by the hips ever so lowly worked his cock in deeper with each back and forth movement. When he pushed in till the hair above his cock was pressed flat on her round beautiful ass cheeks I knew she was getting all he had to offer. Then when he pulled back the skin around her ass curled out so I could see the inner pink of her tight little rectum. Quickly I fingered her pussy scooping out the juices to rub around his cock. This seemed to give Fred a jolt of energy and he moved faster. My own ass was quivering as I fingered my pussy. When it came I was lost to all about me I let out a howl a flood came from me running down my legs as if a damn had burst. I slipped to my knees and fell with my head resting on the bed just to the side of Fred’s’ powerful legs.

Fred let out a deep powerful grunt and shoved hard. Marline let out a gasp and both I felt gave it there very best. Fred was pumping my Marlines ass full of sweet cum and Marline was having the climax of her life. Maybe it was because it was a new cock, maybe it was because I was there with her. But Marline was giving into lust and doing her share by 

eagerly accepting his generous load. 

Marline fell forward smothering Honey Fred’s cock pulled free of her ass with a sucking sound. I slumped to the floor and passed out. Twenty minutes later Marline and I were once more on our way back to the motel. No questions, no side ways glances only closeness with my daughter I had never felt before. 

David was watching football as we emptied the many bags and boxes on the bed. I excused myself and went to take a shower. I later collapsed on the bed and slept like a baby. Around four we three dressed and feeling all fresh and clean we headed for the base. We were escorted to a set of stands facing a large grassy field. The band was playing and across the field troops were formed into groups all marching like rows of corn in the wind. The General said a few words and awards were passed out then as the sun set low in back of us there came a load cheering and the ceremony was over. A sea of uniforms and civilians mingled all trying to find each other. I head a voice I knew and Marline was already in her brothers arms. I circled them both and David circled me. We were a family again and I liked how it felt to have my children around me all together once more. 

It took ten minutes for Danny to get some kind of papers and his bag. Then all four of us were headed for the motel to rest up before our trip home tomorrow. Danny had ten days to relax and enjoy life before he would go off to a school out in Texas. On the way I suggested we all go in to the dinning room first before going to the rooms. 

Danny looked so much more mature and bigger since he went to boot camp. We sat at a round table in a small room with only one other couple. Marline started to get a little risqué’ and all but told Danny what we three had been doing. But she stopped short when the waitress came to take our drink order. Marline ordered a bloody Mary and every one else had wine. 

Danny was on my right and I sat happily listening to all the happening that went on during the last twelve weeks. Then Marline jokingly asked “Well how was it with no ass for twelve weeks. I bet you jerked off a lot?” and she laughed. I chocked back a smile awaiting he answer.

“It was not so bad. I missed you of course Marline. You were always the best. But I made a friend and together we got through this long lonely time.” Danny said reaching to cover my hand with his. 

“So Danny tell us about this new friend? Who is she and how did you meet her?’ I asked pressing my hand over his.

“Mom I know about how you three have come to enjoy one another as wonderful lovers. I know about Timothy hitting on you. All this has made me so happy for you. Even before I left for Boot camp I felt you needed to get a life. You had spent so much time on us kids you really needed to start living a life for yourself. Dad was a wonderful man and I am sure you loved him but you do need to get a life. You’re such a sexy and beautiful lady with so much to give there is no reason you should not be happy and find a man to share your life with.” Danny said.

Marline laughed saw the look on my face and admitted she was the one that had filled Danny in on all that happened. I guess she had phoned Danny today and told him everything. So there it was all out in the open and with nothing to hide I felt a lot better. I started to speak but Marline cut me off.

‘Danny’s friend is a guy Mom. Danny has turned Bi-sexual on us. Some how taking a dick in the mouth seems better suited to Mom or I Danny.” she said. 

I was shocked and asked “Danny is this true.” 


“Yes Mom my friend and lover, the one who helped me through all this is Allen Jarrvis.” Danny stood smiling from ear to ear as he pointed toward the door and said “And speak of he devil himself here he is.”

There framed in the doorway was a tall broad shouldered broadly smiling very handsome light skinned man of color. You could see the smile on both there faces and in there eyes. I had never seen two men in love before and it was strange but what made it really strange was that one of the male lovers was my son. The son whom I had planed on seducing this very day. So what do I do now? We all go to the room and watch while my son and his male lover do each other. Then let them watch me screw my other son and daughter in a threesome. I was confused, strangely upset by these turn of events and in someway excited by it. 

Allen joined us after we rearranged our seating. Danny was next to me with Allen on his other side. I was sure they were holding hands below the table. Introductions were made with Allen giving me a look which seemed odd. Then he said “Mrs. Davis I think you may have met my father last night Sergeant Major Jarrvis.” 

I blurted out without thinking “Oh, shit that was our father?” The others were looking at me.

Danny smiled at me and said “Mom was that you? I heard the story this morning. But never thought it would turn out to be my mother. Allen told me his father had gotten a great blow job from a white lady last nigh and wanted to go back today and fuck her if she was still around.” 

Marline laughed and said “Boy this fucking group is getting tighter than a virgin asshole.” The boys laughed I did not. Danny still held my eyes with his knowing all too well it was his mother giving out blow jobs at the motel to tall handsome black men. 

For the next hour we all ate and kept the conversation to a minimum. I was putting off going back to the room as long as I could. It was Marline that suggested we all go to the rooms and drink there. As we passed through the lobby I stopped by the desk and asked about another room for Danny and Allen. But no rooms were to be had however I did get a roll-a-way bed put in my room. It was supposed to work this way. Allen and Danny were to sleep in Marline and David’s room David would sleep on the room-a-way and Marline would sleep with me. I hoped we could get through the night with out any sex. 

But it did not happen that way not at all. I found out Danny and Allen did enjoy girls mainly me. So two girls entertained three guys all night long.       

Part-III soon



Things Change Ch. 03



Mike woke up and saw Anthony getting dressed. His black jeans hugged his hips and showed off his butt nicely. Mike smiled before the guilt settled in and he frowned. He swallowed and swung his feet out of bed. He sat on the edge of the bed for a moment rubbing the sleep from his eyes before he said anything.

" Look, Anthony. I'm sorry about last night. It's your choice who you date, and I shouldn't have said everything that I did." Mike apologized. Anthony pulled on his turtleneck sweater and turned to face Mike.

'Damn. He even looks hot in a sweater.' Mike thought to himself. The dark blue turtleneck hugged his body and showed off all the work he put into keeping it perfect.

" Its fine. You have the right to not like him." Anthony said. Mike smiled and Anthony returned the grin. 

" I have a few hours until class. Do you want to go get breakfast?" Anthony asked. Mike nodded and they left.

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Mike had spent the day with Chris again. They had went to a movie and then out to lunch. Mike knew Chris was interested but he also knew Chris respected him enough to settle for just being friends. After saying goodbye after lunch Mike headed back to his dorm. He walked in the door and saw Anthony sitting on his bed with his head in his hands.

"Anthony what's wrong?" He walked over to the smaller man.

"Nothing." He said and looked up. He had a smile on his face but it was clearly fake.

"Come on, Tony don't lie to me." Mike sat down next to him. He put a hand on his back and began stroking it. Anthony leaned into him and Mike gave him a long hug.

"I'm fine, really. School is just a bit more overwhelming then I thought it would be, you know?" Anthony said.

"Yeah, I definitely know. You'll be ok though. Just let me know if you need help with anything you know I'm always here for you." Mike hugged him again and was surprised when he didn't feel horrible guilt. 

"Thanks, Mikey." Anthony smiled. 

"Mikey?" Mike laughed.

"You called me Tony so you're now Mikey." He smiled. Mike laughed and nodded his head.

"So do you have plans tonight?" Mike asked as he stood up and began pulling out homework.

"Yeah, James and I are going to a movie." Anthony said. Mike groaned and tossed his head to pout at Anthony.

"You said you were ok with us dating." Anthony said.

" No, I said I respect your right to date who you want. I didn't say anything about not complaining about it." Mike smiled. Anthony laughed and threw clothes at him. 

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Mike had gotten bored with his homework and had decided to call Chris. After several minutes of talking they both decided that they would go to the club together. When they arrived they both began dancing immediately. Several guys hit on them but they made it clear they were not interested. When Mike finally glanced at his watch he realized it was near one in the morning. Seemed equally surprised and they both headed out. After walking Chris back to his apartment Mike headed back home. 

He walked in the door and saw Anthony on the floor crying.

"Tony!" He knelt by the smaller man and stroked his hair. He had his knees pulled up to his chest and his arms wrapped around them. He had his head buried in his knees. 

"Tony what happened? Are you ok? Talk to me!" Mike wanted his hurt to stop.

"Nothing, I'm fine." Anthony said through his sobs.

"Don't you dare lie to me, Anthony." Mike growled. Mike hugged him while he cried until his sobs slowed, and eventually stopped. 

"Now talk." Mike said. Anthony shook his head without looking up.

"Anthony, look at me." Mike raised his head and saw the large purple bruise forming on his right cheek. Anthony looked away trying to hide the mark. Mike looked closer and saw something near the collar of his sweater. He pulled it down and saw the bruise clearly shaped like fingers around his neck. He stroked the bruised skin silently for a moment as the anger grew inside him.

"That son of bitch." Mike stood and began walking out the door. He didn't know where James lived but he would search all night if he had to.

"Mike, no. Please it was my fault I was stupid." Anthony reached out to grab him. Mike scooped him into his arms and pulled him against his chest in a hug.

"You're not stupid." He said. Anthony looked at the floor.

"Tell me what happened, Tony." Mike said. He kept Anthony tucked firmly next to his chest. He felt the guilt eating away inside him but he didn't care. He had to take care of Tony right now. 

"The other night, after we left the diner, He was pissed off that I wanted to go there. We got in a fight. He was just mad he didn't mean to hurt me. It was an accident." Anthony said.

"Was his fist connecting with your face an accident too?" Mike asked. "You didn't even want to go there." Mike said. 

"I know but he thought I did." Anthony looked down.

"What happened here, Tony?" Mike stroked the swollen cheek. 

"He got mad." Anthony said simply.

"There's more to it than that." Mike said. Anthony sighed.

"He... He wanted to fuck me. I didn't want to." Anthony whispered. Mike sighed and pulled Anthony into his chest again. He kissed the top of his head and nuzzled the soft black hair.

"Anthony you have to leave him. You can't just let him do this to you." Mike said and stroked the bruised cheek again.

"It was an accident it won't happen again." Anthony said. Mike sighed.

" I can't force you to break up with him. But I'm telling you now Tony. This guy isn't good for you. He will just keep hurting you. When you come to your senses and want to leave him, you know I'm always here for you." Mike said and hugged him.

"Everything is going to be fine from now on." Anthony said, more to himself then Mike. Mike swallowed and looked at the tiny panther. He sighed and gave him one more reassuring squeeze before standing and getting undressed.

"We should get to bed." He said miserably.

"Ok." Anthony said and crawled into his own bed without getting undressed.

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Mike woke up and looked over to see that Anthony had already left. Mike groaned loudly. He didn't want to see Tony hurt. He looked at his picture of Alex and groaned again. 

"Life sucks." He muttered. 

He rolled out of bed and get dressed. He had class in awhile so he decided to go get breakfast and then head to class. He walked through campus and saw James getting coffee. He wanted nothing more than to walk over there and beat the crap out of him but he knew that wouldn't help the situation. He grunted and headed to class without breakfast

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Anthony finally found James getting coffee. He walked up to him and gave him a hug.

"Hi." He smiled. James gave a small, almost annoyed, smiled back.

" Hey." He said while stirring sugar into his drink.

"I'm sorry about the fight we had last night." Anthony said.

"Yeah, whatever." James said and put the lid back onto his steaming coffee.

"Do you want to do something tonight?" He asked.

"Sure. Meet me at my place at six." He said and walked off. Anthony watched him leave and felt hurt. He only wanted to make him happy. It was just an accident that he hit him. He wouldn't do it again.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 

~ two weeks later~

"Anthony!" Mike threw his bag on the ground and shut the door behind him. He sat on the bed with the smaller man who was hugging his ribs and moaning.

"Mike." He whimpered. Mike stroked his hair and pushed his hands aside.

"Let me see." He whispered. He pulled up Anthony's shirt and saw the large bruise on his right side.

"What the fuck did he do?!" Mike shouted.

"It was my fault. I'm fine." Anthony gasped for air. It was obvious he was having trouble breathing.

"You're not fine, Tony. You're seriously hurt this time." Mike looked over the rest of his body quickly and found large bruise covering the whole left side of his face.

"Jesus Christ. Please Tony, you can't let him keep doing this to you. You keep saying it wont happen again but it does. Every time you see him you come back with a new bruise or cut. What if one of these days he goes to far and does serious damage?" Mike held his face in his hands. 

"He won't. It was my fault." Anthony groaned and hugged his ribs again.

"How could it have possibly been your fault?" Mike stood up and paced the floor.

"We were fooling around and it went too far. I wanted to stop. I shouldn't have led him on, I'm a tease." Anthony groaned.

"Let me guess. He's the one who called you a tease?" Mike stopped pacing to face Anthony. By the look on his face he knew it was true.

"Anthony, I'm not asking anymore. I'm begging. Please leave him. Things are going to get worse." Mike knelt down so he was eye level with Anthony.

"I can't" Anthony said. Mike sighed.

"Why the hell not?" He yelled, standing up again.

"I can't because no one else wants me!" Anthony yelled back, bursting in to tears. He gasped in pain and hugged his ribs.

'I want you.' He wanted to scream but he couldn't. He couldn't do that to Alex. 

"Anthony..." Mike didn't know what to say. Anthony continued to cry quietly. Mike stood there awkwardly until he couldn't take it anymore.

"Come on." He carefully scooped Anthony off the bed but he heard him gasp in pain anyways.

"Where are we going?" He asked. Mike headed towards the door. 

"The hospital, you need help something could be broken." He said. Anthony stayed quiet on the drive there.

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"It seems like you have a few broken ribs, Anthony. What happened?" The doctor said as he looked at Anthony's x-rays. Mike opened his mouth to answer but Anthony beat him to it.

"I fell down the stairs. I'm really clumsy." He laughed dryly but regretted it when his ribs screamed in pain. He gasped and held onto his ribs again. The doctor looked skeptical but didn't say anything.

"It will take awhile for them to heal. I want you to stay in bed as much as you can no moving." The doctor looked at him seriously when Anthony was about to protest. He scribbled something on a prescription pad.

"Take these as needed for the pain." He handed Mike the prescription as Anthony got his ribs bandaged.

"Don't worry doc. I'll take good care of him." Mike glared at Anthony. He avoided Mikes gaze by pretending to be interested in something on the floor. After helping Anthony back to the room and settled into bed, under the covers, Mike grabbed his wallet.

"I'm going to go out to get something to eat. What do you want?" He asked. He was still pissed at Anthony.

"I don't care. Do you think Chris could come over and we could watch some movies or something?" He asked. He reminded Mike of a little kid who was home with the flu.

"I'll call him." Mike said and walked out the door.

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Mike returned a half hour later with an armful of Chinese food and Chris following him, holding a stack of movies.

"You guys put the movie in. I'll be right back." Chris said and walked down the hall towards the bathroom.

"Did you tell him..." Anthony asked.

"No, I said you fell." Mike didn't look at him as he pulled the food out of the bag and put the movie in the DVD player.

"Mike-" Anthony started.

"Don't." Mike interrupted him before he finished.

"I know you don't want me dating him but-"

"You think I'm mad because of who you date? Anthony I don't care who you date. I'm mad because you don't respect yourself enough to know when your being mistreated." Mike said seriously. Anthony opened his mouth to say something when Chris stepped in. Chris could feel the tension in the room and stopped in the door way.

"Is something wrong? I can go..." He looked down the hall.

"No. Everything is fine. Come on." Mike lay down on his bed to watch the movie and Chris laid down next to him. Anthony stayed alone on his own bed.

After several movies and making sure they were put in a Chinese-food-coma Chris said goodbye and began walking home. Mike walked through their room getting ready for bed and cleaning up the mess.

"Mike..." Anthony didn't know what to say.

"Go to bed, Anthony." Mike said and put one of the pain pills on Anthony's nightstand, next to a glass of water.

Anthony looked like he was about to cry but he swallowed the pill and laid back to sleep.

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Mike woke up and saw Anthony still sleeping in his own bed. God he wanted to say something to him, to let him know that he isn't alone and that someone does want him. But how could he do that to Alex. He was the love of his life. He rolled out of bed, took a shower, and then got dressed. 

"Morning." Anthony said.

"Hey." Mike muttered.

"You're still mad." Anthony said. 

"Yup." Mike said and tied his shoes.

"Mike please can we talk?" Anthony tried to sit up but his ribs wouldn't allow it. He gasped and whimpered and Mike was by his side in a heartbeat.

"Hold still, damn it." He grumbled and used pillows to support Anthony's back. When he was settled Mike handed him another pill and then sat back down to put his other shoe on.

"Mike you don't understand. No one wants to date an infected. James does, and he's good to me, most of the time. He just gets angry. I don't want to be alone. No one could ever love me." He had tears streaming down his face by the time he finished talking.

"I do." Mike snapped at Anthony. His breathing was loud and quick. They stared at each other in shock. Mike finally broke the silence.

"I have to go to class." Mike grabbed his bag and headed out the door, slamming it on the way out.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 

Mike skipped class and headed over to Chris' apartment. He knocked on the door and it was answered by Chris, who looked like he had just woken up.

"Mike?" He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes.

"Can I come in? I need to talk." He said. Chris was awake instantly and looked at him worriedly before moving aside so Mike could come in.

"Where are your roommates?" He asked as he look around the apartment.

"They were out partying last night and crashed at a friends place." Chris said as he walked into the kitchen. "Do you want some coffee?" He asked. When Mike nodded he started a fresh pot and went to sit next to Mike on the couch. 

"What's going on?" He asked worriedly. Mike burst into tears and was glad when Chris pulled him to his chest and held him close while he cried. It reminded him of Alex. He allowed himself for just a moment to think that it was Alex holding him and stroking his hair. Mike broke down and told him everything. About Alex being infected and the day they met. When he was assaulted and then when he was shot, about the court date and meeting Anthony, The fight they had had and Mike blurting out his confession. He told him everything except what was going on with James and Anthony. Chris stayed silent through the whole thing and only listened. Mike was hunched over with his head wresting on Chris' lap while the small man stroked his hair and back to try to calm him down.

"I don't know what to do." He sniffed when his tears finally calmed enough to be able to speak. 

"I don't see what the problem is, Mike." Chris said and shrugged. Mike looked up at him wondering if he had been listening at all.

"You care for Anthony and its obvious he feels the same way about you. Why don't you two start something special?" Chris stood to go get their cups of coffee.

"I.... I can't." Mike looked at the floor.

"Why the hell not?" Chris asked.

"I... I still feel like I'm cheating on Alex. It hasn't even been a full year since he died and I'm already finding someone new?" Mike sighed and took a sip of the coffee Chris handed to him. He set it down on the table and leaned back into Chris. Chris stroked Mikes back with one hand and sipped coffee with the other.

"Mike do you think Alex would have wanted you to be miserable like this? I didn't know him but from what you have told me it sounds like he was a fantastic guy, a guy who wouldn't want you torturing yourself and being lonely." Chris said. Mike laid there silently for a moment, thinking. 

"You loved Alex, and there will always be a special place in your heart for him. But that doesn't mean you cant love somebody else." Chris said. Mike realized he was right and for the first time in months he felt the guilt that gnawed at his soul start to recede. 

"I have to go find Anthony." Mike stood up and ran out the door. Chris smiled; he wanted Mike to be happy.

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'He does want me?' Anthony repeated the question over and over in his mind. He was shocked at Mike's confession. He thought Mike wouldn't want anyone after Alex, especially not him. He shifted in the bed and grunted in pain. He heard a knock on the door and wondered if it was Chris.

"Come in." He said and tried to cover his ribs with his blanket. He was surprised when James walked in. He didn't know how he felt about him now.

"Your still in bed? It's 11am. Get up." James threw a pair of shoes on the bed. Anthony felt his anger flare. James had broken his ribs and he didn't even care.

"I'm not getting up. You really hurt me yesterday." Anthony said. James stared at him and he could see the anger behind his eyes.

"I said get up." He walked over to the bed to stand over Anthony.

"No. You broke my ribs, James. The least you could do is apologize ." Anthony said.

"Don't be such a tease next time." James glared at him.

"I don't like it when you talk to me like that. I'm not a tease I just don't want to go that far with you yet." Anthony said trying to keep his anger under control. James grabbed his arm and pulled him violently out of the bed. Anthony cried out in pain and gasped when James hit him across his face with the back of his hand. He paused a moment, his hand to his stinging cheek. Before he turned and scratched James with his right hand. James grunted and held his hands to his face. 

"I'm done being pushed around by you." Anthony said quietly. It hurt to stand but he wouldn't sit down. James pulled one hand away from his face and Anthony saw it was covered in blood. James brought his other hand down to look at it and saw it was covered in blood as well. He looked up at Anthony, mouth open in surprise and eyes still filled with anger. Anthony saw the four deep red cuts going from right above his left ear and cutting to the left corner of his mouth. Blood gushed from the wound and he put his hand on his face to cover it again.

"Bitch." He gasped and hurried out of the room. Anthony collapsed on the bed and felt his ribs scream in protest. He groaned and lay down. He saw the claws on his left hand covered in blood from James' wounds. He was exhausted after his ordeal and fell asleep quickly.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 

Mike hurried to their dorm and was walking down the hallway when he saw James coming room holding his face in his hands. He walked right past Mike, Mike doubted he could see through his hands. He watched him stumble down the hallway before turning and running to their room. The door was open and Anthony was lying still on his bed.

"Anthony!" Mike rushed to his side worried James had done something to him.

"What? Jesus." Anthony growled at him and tried to go back to sleep. Mike sighed with relief.

"Anthony I'm so sorry. I've been a dick. I do care about you. I love you. If you could forgive me for being such a dick..." Mike didn't know what else to say. Anthony opened his eyes and just stared at him for a moment. Mike was worried that he wouldn't forgive him. Tears started falling from Anthony's eyes and he reached out his arms as best as he could. Mike hugged him, trying hard not to hurt his ribs, and savored the smell of his hair.

"I love you, Mike." He whispered in his ear.

"I love you too, Anthony." Mike felt something wet on his face and realized he was crying. He could see his picture of him and Alex and looked at it for a long time while they held each other.




Things Change Ch. 03



"I'll always love you, Alex. But I have to move on." He whispered. Anthony pulled away from their hug and looked at the picture.

"I know that you are always going to love him. That's something I could never take away even if I wanted to. He meant a lot to you. But you deserve to move on." Anthony stroked Mike's hair.

"I know." He smiled at his new lover.



Things Change Ch. 04



Chris and Mike walked out of the Chinese restaurant with bag fulls of take out. Walking out of the small restaurant Mike, literally, ran into James. It had been two weeks since he had seen James rushing out of their dorm, Anthony had told him what had happened and thanked Mike for giving him the courage to stand up to James, knowing someone cared about him gave him all the strength in the world as far as he was concerned. 

James had four deep claw marks scarring his face. It looked like they had just finished healing, the scars were still pink and delicate looking. There was no doubt that they were deep and permanent though. Anthony had been worried James would press charges but Mike assured him he wouldn't, he knew he was being abusive to Anthony and wouldn't bring that to the attention of any authorities.

"James, I thought you only ate at five star restaurants." Mike giggled. He could see James' jaw clench in anger. He just growled at Mike and walked into the restaurant. Mike sighed and began walking towards the dorm he shared with Anthony.

"So how are you and your roommates doing?" Mike asked. Chris had been fighting with his roommates lately, they partied to much and didn't take school seriously.

"Ugh They're driving me insane Mike, you have to help me!" Chris pulled on Mikes sleeve. Mike chuckled and put his arm around Chris' shoulder and hugged him.

"It will get better." He laughed. Chris pouted and they opened the door to Mikes dorm. Anthony was walking around the room, his ribs had gotten a lot better recently. He was now able to move and function easily enough. 

"Hey." He said and gave Mike a long kiss. Mike returned it and Chris faked a gag. They separated and Mike smiled at Chris as he plopped down on his bed. 

"We brought food." Mike held up his bag of Chinese. 

"Oooh, you do love me." Anthony sighed and took the bag. Mike laughed and closed the door behind him. The three men sat and watched movies while eating Chinese food. Mike sat on the floor with his legs spread, leaning against the bed. Anthony was sitting between his legs. Leaning into his chest and Chris sat on the bed above the two.

Something kept nagging at that back of Mikes mind about when he had seen James. He was spacing out and wasn't really paying attention to the movie.

"Mike. Mike!" Anthony snapped his fingers in front of his face. He snapped out of his thoughts and looked down at the small man in his arms.

"Wha?" His mouth hung open. Anthony laughed and used a finger to push his jaw up.

"What were you thinking about?" He asked and snuggled back into Mikes arms. 

"Uh, we saw James at the Chinese food place and I've had this weird sense of deja vu ever since." Mike shrugged.

"Weird." Anthony said. Chris snored softly behind them and they both chuckled. 

"Lets go to bed, he can stay here for the night." Mike said and pulled Anthony into his bed and snuggled up with him.

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Mike had nightmares about Alex being shot.

He had them often but these ones were different. Anthony was the one shooting Alex and James just kept laughing as the blood flowed out of his still body. Mike kept running towards them but he never got anywhere. He just kept picturing James' scarred face laughing. 

He jolted awake when Anthony shook his shoulders. He searched the room with his eyes franticly and saw Chris staring at them, worried, from Anthony's bed. Sweat dripped down his body and his shirt was soaked. He sighed and fell back on his pillow with his eyes closed.

"It's fine, Chris. Go back to bed." He heard Anthony say. He felt Anthony's clawed hands on his face. Soothing him. Anthony planted a kiss on each of his closed eyelids and Mike drifted off to sleep again.

The rest of his night was filled with the same nightmares and he was relieved when it was morning. Anthony had woken up early and gotten them breakfast and Chris and he were already eating. Mike sat down to join them and there was an awkward silence. The silence was broken by Chris.

"Have you two slept together yet?" He asked while shoveling breakfast into his mouth. Mike choked and struggled to swallow the bite of food he had been chewing. Anthony blushed and patted Mike on the back.

"Uh, no." Anthony said. Chris gave him a questioning look but Anthony just shook his head.

" I'll go get us coffee." Mike said as soon as he was finished choking. He raced out of the room before either of them could say anything.

"Why haven't you two... you know." Chris smiled.

"Hes never been with anyone other then Alex. I think he feels like what he and Alex had was special and he cant share himself with anyone else."Anthony stared at the door that Mike had raced out of.

"Have you two talked about Alex?" Chris asked while nibbling on a strip of bacon.

"A little but not much. Every time I try to talk to him about anything remotely personal he runs off or gets mad at me." Anthony sighed. Chris gave him a hug.

"It will get better. He just needs time." Chris reassured him.

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A week after that awkward conversation Anthony finally cornered Mike in their room and forced him to talk.

"Mike I love being with you and I understand that you need time to get over Alex. You might never completely get over him, and I'm ok with that! But you need to at least try. Talk to me!" He begged him.

"About what? I have nothing to say!" Mike shouted back. Anthony's tail flicked back and forth and a low growl was beginning in his throat.

"Yes you do! You wont even touch me, and on the rare occasions that you do you turn that picture around. Alex is dead Mike. He isn't watching us, and even if he were do you think he would want you to be miserable like this? He loved you and he wanted you to be loved! I love you Mike!" Anthony shouted. As soon as the words left his lips Mike pushed him down on the bed. 

He covered Anthony's mouth with his own and their tongues danced. Mike ran his hands up Anthony's slim body and could feel the lean cat-like muscles underneath his skin. Anthony nipped at his shoulder and neck. Mike ran his hands up up Anthony's torso, pulling his shirt up. The pale skin of his stomach contrasted with the sleek black fur that ran down his navel. The trail of light fur continued down into the briefs that he was wearing. Mike reached his hand down and stroked the decent sized erection that was straining against the briefs.

"Mike.... Please..." Anthony gasped and tossed his head from side to side. Mike had his hands pinned above his heads so he could play with Anthony's body freely. He came up from Anthony's hard cock and instead played with his hard nipples. He bit and nibbled at the tiny buds until Anthony was writhing in pleasure.

He released Anthony's hands and Anthony pushed him back onto the bed. He wasted no time in pulling down Mike's boxers and drooling as his dick smacked his stomach. Anthony began stroking Mikes cock and sucked the head into his mouth. For a moment Mike was worried about the sharp teeth that lined Anthony's mouth but when Anthony began to work on his cock he couldn't feel a single one of the sharp teeth. Mike moaned and pushed his dick farther into his waiting mouth. He was on the brink of orgasm when he pulled Anthony up to push his tongue into Anthony's warm mouth. He could taste himself on Anthony's tongue and moaned. 

Anthony put his clawed hands on Mikes chest and scrapped them gently against the skin. Mike hissed with pleasure.

"Damn I love those claws." He muttered he felt Anthony smile against his mouth. He could feel the trails that Anthony's claws made on his chest. Anthony moved his arms back up and hooked them over Mike's shoulder. He could feel the claws kneading at his shoulder blades gently, like a large cat. And then it hit him. Images of Alex's scarred body hit him. The four claw marks that covered the bases of his wings. The large bite marks on his shoulders.

Mike pulled back and examined Anthony's paw. His fingers all had the long claws where his nails should be.

'But Alex only had sets of four claw marks. Anthony still has five fingers.' Mike thought to himself. He remembered James face. The four deep scars cutting a jagged line across his face.

"Why did James only have four cuts where you scratched him. You have five claws." Mike asked. Anthony looked confused and worried.

"When I scratch something my thumb isn't long enough to scratch it too." He answered. His eyes searched Mikes face for a clue as to what he was thinking. Mike looked at his paw again and saw Anthony was right. His thumb was short enough so it wouldn't scratch what ever the rest of his fingers could reach. Leaving four marks instead of five. He released Anthony's hand and grabbed his jaw.

"Open your mouth." He mumbled. Anthony looked surprised and almost scared but did as Mike said. His mouth was filled with sharp teeth and fangs. Identical to a panthers. Images of Alex's tear filled eyes came to his mind as he told him about the fighting they were forced to do when they were in the camps. 

Mike stood and stormed over to his picture of Alex. He picked it up and shoved it in Anthony's face.

"Do you recognize him!?" He yelled. Anthony face held only fear now as he tried to understand what had happened to Mike.

"What? That's Alex." He said. 

"But do you recognize him!" Mike screamed louder.

"No, I never met him until you told me about him." Anthony backed against the wall the bad was against.

"Think harder! You were in the camps weren't you? Weren't you!" He yelled and threw the picture against the wall. The frame broke and the glass shattered.

"Mike you're scaring me." Anthony whispered.

"Think god damn it! In the camps they made you fight other infected didn't they? didn't they!" Mike pinned Anthony to the bed while he screamed at him.

"What how did you-" Anthony's face paled and his jaw dropped when he realized.

"Remember Anthony. Remember a small scared kid with gray wings, and orange eyes." Mike's voice dropped to a low whisper. Anthony's mouth opened and closed as he searched for words. Mike saw the realization on his face and knew it was Anthony who had attacked him. He stood up and leaned on his desk, not looking at Anthony who was still sprawled out on the bed where Mike had held him.

"Mike, I didn't want to they made us-"

"Get out." Anthony was interrupted. 

"But..."

"Get out!" Mike shouted and threw a very large text book against the wall next to Anthony. He turned back to the desk and Anthony could hear his breath come in angry gasps. He quickly scooped up his pants and grabbed a shirt before running out of the dorm.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 

Chris walked through the crowd to the front door of his apartment that he shared with his two friends. They partied constantly and he could hardly get any studying done. He weaved his way through the mass of people.

"Drew could you turn down the music?" He yelled over the thumping base of the music. Drew shook his head no before walking off.

'gee thanks' Chris rolled his eyes. He opened the door and saw Anthony standing there. His hair was wet and matted to his forehead and Chris realized it was raining outside.

"Oh my god, Anthony? Are you ok? What happened. Shit, come in." Chris wrapped an arm around him and pulled him through the mass of people until they reached his room. He grabbed a thick fluffy towel and began drying him off. He noticed he was poorly dressed and missing shoes.

"Mike, we were.... " Anthony looked terrified and Chris could see large bruises forming on his upper arms.

"What the fuck? Did Mike do this to you?!" Chris asked. He couldn't believe Mike would do something like this. After he had just gotten Anthony away from his abusive boyfriend.

"Yes. I mean no. It was an accident he didn't mean to." Anthony said.

"You said that about James too." Chris growled.

"How did you..."

"It's not hard to figure out Anthony. Every time you went out with the guy you came back with a new bruise. Mike said you fell down the stairs. Anthony, you live no where near any stairs." Chris rolled his eyes. Anthony swallowed and looked at the ground. 

"It wasn't you're fault Anthony. I just wish you would have told me. I thought I was you're guys friend." Chris shrugged.

"You are." Anthony said and put a hand on his knee. " Thats why I came here." 

"So what happened?" Chris asked. He got up and looked through his closet before handing Anthony a pair of sweats, a shirt, and a pair of socks.

"I confronted him about not talking about Alex. We got into a fight." Anthony said.

"And he hit you?" Chris asked, he just couldn't believe Mike would do that.

"No, he started.... You know. Uh..." Anthony felt uncomfortable.

"Oh.... was he to rough?" Chris asked.

"No it was great, we didn't get far though. All of a sudden he started looking at my hands and wanted to look inside my mouth. He freaked out and started screaming at me about knowing Alex before." Anthony said. Chris listened intently as Anthony changed into the warm dry clothes.

"But you didn't." Chris said. Anthony looked at him with horribly painful eyes.

"I did." He whispered.

"What? And you didn't tell Mike before?!" Chris asked.

"I didn't know I knew him. It was so long ago I just didn't think about it. We were in the holding camps together." Anthony said.

"So you two were like friends?" Chris was confused.

"No, in the camps. They made us fight each other for sport. I... I was forced to fight him. I hurt him really bad, he was just a bird he had no way of defending himself or fighting back." Anthony felt hot tears sting his eyes and he cried into Chris' lap. 

"But...But it wasn't you're fault right. You didn't want to fight him, right?" Chris asked.

"Of course I didn't. But that doesn't matter to Mike. I hurt the guy he loved. I'm a monster." Anthony cried.

"You're not a monster Anthony. You're a great guy. Just give Mike time to cool off and then you two can talk. Everything will be fine." Chris stroked his still wet hair. 

"You can stay here until things cool down between you and Mike." Chris said.

"I don't have any of my clothes or my books or money. I didn't bring anything. He was so angry. He threw a text book at me." Anthony said. Chris was shocked. Mike was always such a laid back and nice guy, he didn't know he had a dark side.

"I'll go get you're stuff. Stay here. I'm sorry for the noise. It's like this all the time." Chris rolled his eyes and slipped on some shoes. 

"ok, thank you so much Chris." Anthony sighed.

"no problem, tony. Go ahead and sleep in my bed. I'll be back in a little while, try to sleep ok?" Chris said as he was walking out the door. When he opened it the thumping music got louder and you could hear the people dancing and talking.

" 'kay." He said, and watched Chris leave.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 

"Mike?" He heard a knock at the door and Chris' voice call to him.

He had trashed the room. Chairs were knocked over, the beds had had their sheets ripped off. Books and papers lay scattered on the floor. Along with clothes and other items in the room. He didn't answer Chris and he heard silence for a moment before the door opened. He could hear Chris gasp at the sight of the room. The shattered picture still sat on the floor in front of the door. Chris stepped over it carefully.

"I came to pick up some stuff for Tony. He's staying with me for awhile." Chris said and began picking up pieces of clothing and items he recognized as Anthony's 

"I don't care." Mike whispered. There was a moment when Chris just looked at him.

"He really cares about you Mike. You know it wasn't his fault. They forced them to fight. He didn't want to." Chris said.

"Neither did Alex. He didn't maim and scar someone to the point where they didn't even want to be seen by the love of their life." Mike said bitterly.

"He couldn't, you think if he had been better equipped to defend himself he would have just let the others beat the crap out of him?" Chris yelled. 

"Get his shit and get out!" Mike yelled. Chris picked up the last of Anthony's stuff and headed towards the door.

"He cares about you Mike. If you had any brains at all you would see that. He didn't mean to hurt you or Alex." Chris said, he was met with only silence. He walked out the door and left Mike sitting alone, in a room of shattered dreams.

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" God how can you live here?" Anthony rubbed his temples. He had a constant head ache from the throbbing music and Chris seemed to be unaffected by it.

"You get used to it." He rolled his eyes and handed Anthony a cool rag for his head. Anthony had been staying with Chris for almost a week. He had planned to go back to Mike to talk the night after their fight but when Chris told him what Mike looked like he figured he would give it more time.

"You know you have to go back. I love you, and I don't mind you staying here. But you love him and he loves you, its just hard for him." Chris said. Anthony nodded his head.

"I know." He sighed.

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Anthony stepped into his room cautiously. He expected the room to be trashed and ruined like Chris had said it was but it was surprisingly clean. Both beds were made and the desks organized. The clothes Chris had left were put back in their closet. The only thing missing was the picture of Alex that normally sat on Mike's desk. Mike sat on his bed with a book in his hands. He looked up as Anthony walked in.

"Mike..." Anthony couldn't think of anything to say. He set his back down and rubbed his upper arm uncomfortably.

"I'm sorry. I was angry." Mike said. 

"I know.... I swear Mike if I had remembered I would have told you." Anthony said.

"I know you would have. It wasn't your fault. They forced you to fight." Mike said. He set his book down on his empty desk.

"Whered your picture go?" Anthony pointed to the desk.

"It was ruined, the glass from the frame ripped it up." Mike said.

"I'm sorry." Anthony said.

"It's alright. I need to move on and I cant do that if I feel like hes watching me all the time." Mike said. They both sat uncomfortably on opposite sides of the room. 

" He will always have a special place in your heart, Mike." Anthony paused. "I just hope theres room in there for me too." He added quietly. Mike stood from the bed and walked over to Anthony and wrapped him tight in his arms.

"There is, I love you Anthony." Mike said.

"I love you too, Mike." Anthony smiled and felt tears of joy fall from his cheeks onto Mikes shirt. Their sweet embrace was cut short by a knock on the door. Anthony wiped away his tears and looked at the door.

"I told Chris I wanted some time to talk to you alone, he wouldn't show up now." Anthony said, his eyebrows furrowed in curiosity.

"I wasn't expecting anyone." Mike said and let Anthony go to answer the door. He opened it and nearly went into a fit of rage when he saw Ethan standing there.



Things Change Ch. 05



Here is the final chapter of our story, hope you guys like it. Sorry it has been so long since I've posted. I should be posting more often now. 

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"Ethan? What the hell are you doing here? How do you know where I live?" Mike fumed. Anthony hugged his side looking strangely at Ethan.

"Your dad told me, and I just wanted to talk to you." Ethan shrugged. He starred at Anthony as if he had a second head.

"What the hell are you looking at?" Mike snapped, and squeezed Anthony closer to his side.

"I didn't know you were seeing anyone." Ethan said quietly and shrugged.

"Maybe you didn't know because I don't talk to you anymore." Mike said sarcastically.

"Come on, Mike. Cant we just be friends like we used to?" Ethan begged.

"Uh... No?" Mike looked at him like he was crazy.

"Why not?" Ethan threw his hands up in the air.

"Maybe because you murdered my boyfriend you sick fuck." Mike yelled. Anthony put his hands on his chest and held him back.

"Mike, calm down." He stroked Mikes chest soothingly.

"I didn't! Randall did." Ethan said defensively.

"Well you sure as hell didn't do anything to stop it did you? You might as well have held the gun to his head." Mike spit at Ethan. 

"Mike at the courthouse I said I was sorry cant we be friends again?" He shrugged.

"Again, Uh.... No?" Mike growled and slammed the door in his face.

"Who the fuck does he think he is just coming over here like we are friends? What did I ever do to make that seem like it was ok? I told him I hated him and that I could never forgive him. And my dad, what gives him the right to tell that murderer where I live?" Mike fumed and paced the room. Anthony stopped him and stroked his hair.

"You need to calm down." He said quietly. Mike stared at him and sighed. He plopped down on the bed and Anthony sat down next to him.

"I know you're mad at him, you have every reason to be. But you do need to forgive him." Anthony said. "Not for him but for you." He said when Mike opened his mouth to object.

"All of this hate will just eat you up inside, Mike. I know. I used to hate people who weren't like me. I hated them for not getting sick, for not looking like this, for hating me. For years it destroyed me. I was miserable, angry, I didn't want to be around anyone. And then one day I forgave myself. It wasn't my fault I got sick. I forgave the people who taunted and hated Infected people. I feel so much better since I let go of all that hate. I was able to move on. And find love." Tony smiled and took Mikes hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.

"Its not that easy, Tony. He beat Alex. He did and said horrible things to him. You weren't there, you didn't know about the nightmares and the nights of crying or how he was always looking over his shoulder." Mike shook his head and sighed.

"I may not have been there but I know what he was going through. I was having the same problems. He was lucky enough to have someone like you to help him through it." Anthony sighed. He stroked Mikes cheek.

"I'm sure you haven't forgiven me for what I did to Alex. But doesn't if feel better now that you are starting to?" He asked. Mike looked into his yellow eyes and saw only concern and love there.

"Yes, it does."

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Ethan shoved his hands in his pockets and walked out of the dorms. Mike didn't know how bad he felt about what had happened to Alex. Yeah, he didn't like the guy but he never wanted him to get seriously hurt. You always hear about those statistics about bullying and how bad it is and how kids commit suicide and all that. But you never actually see it for yourself, at least not if your lucky. He just needed someone to talk to. Lately he had been having feelings he didn't understand. Ethan sat on the steps to the building and sighed.

"Are you alright?" He heard a delicate voice ask. He looked up from his hands and saw a small boy with blonde hair. He held a book bag that was strapped around his shoulder and across his chest. His head was turned to the side and he had a worried look on his face.

"Yeah, thanks. Just having a bad day I guess." Ethan shrugged.

"It happens, things will get better." The boy smiled, showing a row of white teeth.

"I don't think so, my best friend hates me." Ethan sighed. The boy fought for a moment.

"Two of my best friends just got into a fight and they made up." The boy sat on the steps with Ethan. Ethan looked at him for awhile before speaking.

"Thanks." He said, and smiled at the boy.

" I'm Chris by the way." Chris smiled and stuck out his hand.

"Ethan." He smiled.

"So if your friend hates you then why are you here? If you don't mind me asking." Chris asked.

"I don't know.... I just need a friend right now." Ethan sighed.

"I'll be your friend." Chris beamed. Ethan looked up at him.

"You don't even know me." He said.

"There was a time when you didn't know your best friend wasn't there?" Chris smiled and nudged his shoulder. Ethan laughed.

"True, true." He nodded.

"So, Ethan. Why is your friend mad at you?" Chris asked.

"His last boyfriend and I didn't get along. Seems he has a new one." Ethan shrugged.

"Then what is the problem? If he isn't with his old boyfriend then shouldn't you two be friends again?" Chris didn't seem bothered by Ethan mentioning that his best friend was gay.

"He blames me for his boyfriend dying." Ethan sighed. Chris looked shocked.

"Wait.... Your Ethan..... THE Ethan?!" Chris shouted.

"Do I know you?" Ethan raised an eyebrow.

"You were friends with Mike..." Chris asked hesitantly.

"Yeah, you know him?" 

"He is my best friend." Chris said.

"Oh, well... Bye." Ethan stood and walked off.

"Wait, where are you going?" Chris asked.

"I figured since you are a friend of Mikes you wouldn't want anything to do with me." Ethan sighed.

"Thats not true. I told you I would be your friend and I'm a man of my word." Chris smiled.

"And what is Mike going to say about that?" Ethan asked. Chris thought for a moment.

"Who says he has to know?" He smiled.

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Over the next few weeks Chris and Ethan got to know each other. Chris discovered that Ethan was struggling with being gay and he had wanted to talk to Mike for advice. He heard Ethan's side of the story about what happened to Alex and had made it clear that he didn't know who was right, and he didn't care. They had struggled to keep the secret from Mike but every time Chris had to lie to him he felt the guilt eating away at his stomach. Anthony had gotten Mike out more and into the clubs with him. And Mike had been trying to come to terms with Anthony's assault on Alex.

" We should watch a movie tonight." Ethan said over the phone.

"I'm hanging out with Tony and Mike tonight or I would." Chris replied.

"Oh, alright. But I'll see you later right?" Chris could hear the hope in Ethan's voice over the phone. He had been lonely after what had happened with Alex. No one wanted to be friends with a murderer.

"Of course." Chris smiled. As the weeks went by he was feeling more and more attracted to Ethan.

"Great, I'll call you later." Ethan said and hung up. 

Chris arrived at the club he had originally met Mike at and searched for his friends. He saw Mike and Tony, grinding on the dance floor, and several jealous onlookers around them. He walked up and was greeted by a smile from both of them and began dancing. After three songs they were out of breath and stopped to get a drink. 

"So where have you been, dear Christopher? We hardly see you anymore. Got a secret man we don't know about?" Tony asked raising his eyebrows.

'Yes.' He wanted to say.

"No." He did say.

"Then what have you been up to?" Mike asked.

"I just made a new friend." Chris shrugged.

"Replacing us I see." Tony shouted over the music.

"You know I could never replace you two goobers." Chris smiled and Mike ruffled his hair.

"So who is this guy?" Mike asked once he let go of Christopher's head.

"Uh, you don't know him." Chris said and avoided their eyes.

"Chris you know you are an awful liar." Mike got serious.

"I am not." Chris said, angry.

"Yes you are." Tony and Mike said at the same time. Chris frowned and pouted while sipping his drink.

"Come on tell me, Chris. I thought we were friends." Mike said as the song ended.

"We are friends." Chris said.

"Then why cant you talk to us?" Tony questioned.

"It's Ethan alright!" He shouted. A few people starred but most weren't paying attention.

"What?!" Mike shouted. Tony sighed and put his hands on Mikes shoulders.

"Babe, calm down." He whispered in his ear.

"No, what the fuck do you mean its Ethan?" Mike pushed Tony's hands off his shoulders.

"I saw him coming out of your place and talked to him. He was just sitting there looking like he was about to cry. I talked to him and I didn't know who he was until he mentioned his friend being mad at him because of his last boyfriend, I put two and two together and figured it out." Chris said.

"And?" Mike asked. The anger was clear on his face.

"I told him I would be his friend, and I cant just take that back because you don't like him, Mike. He is lonely and he is really confused right now." Chris said.

"Confused about who he is going to murder next maybe." Mike said sarcastically.

"How about you stop being such an asshole and think about him for a second? He lost his best friend to an infected person, he didn't understand and he was scared, now he is struggling with being gay and he just needs someone to talk to." Chris shouted at Mike. 

"Guys how about we take this somewhere else." Tony said. More people were staring now and Mike turned and stormed out of the club. Chris followed with Tony close behind.

"How could you do this to me Chris?" Mike asked once they were outside.

"Do what? Try and help someone who is lonely and confused. Sorry!" He said sarcastically. 

"You don't know what he did to Alex." Mike shouted.

"No I don't, I wasn't there and I'm not picking sides. But from what both of you have told me, Randall was the one to pull the trigger, Mike. Not Ethan. Yes he did some wrong things, but murder wasn't one of them." Chris shouted.

"But he didn't do anything to stop it did he?" Mike cried back.

"Neither did you!" The silence was sudden as Mike looked shocked at Chris. Chris covered his mouth and Tony starred at the ground silently.

"Mike I didn't-"

"Save it." Mike said and stormed off. Tony looked after him and then looked back at Chris and shook his head before chasing after Mike.

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"I cant believe I said that." Chris cried into Ethan's shoulder. Ethan stroked his back gently and tried to quiet his sobs.

"I didn't mean to cause problems for you." Ethan whispered. Chris pulled away from his chest and looked up at him.

"Its not your fault, Mike is being an asshole and just cant accept that what happened to Alex was no ones fault but Randall's. He is just angry at everything." Chris sighed. Ethan tipped his head up with his finger and claimed his lips lovingly. Chris gasped as Ethan explored his mouth with his warm tongue. 

"Ethan..." 

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that." Ethan sighed after he pulled away.

"Do it again." Chris said and pulled Ethan back down to his lips. Ethan pinned him to the bed and plundered his mouth greedily.

Chris whimpered beneath him and spread his legs willingly. Ethan grasped at his cock through his tight jeans and massaged him gently. Chris moan and kissed Ethan harder.

"Fuck girls." Ethan whispered. Chris laughed.

"I hope not." The two looked at each other and Ethan pulled his shirt off to reveal Chris' hard nipples. He took one into his mouth and gave it a thorough treatment.

"For never having done this, your really good." Chris arched his back to push his nipples further into Ethan's loving mouth.

"I watched a lot of movies." Ethan smiled and blushed.

"Thank god for movies." Chris rolled them over so he straddled Ethan's waist and began rocking back and forth on his hard cock.

"Shit." Ethan grunted and pushed Chris off to unbutton his pants. Chris pushed his hands away, once his pants were off, and pulled down his boxers with his teeth. Ethan's hard cock sprang forward and slapped his stomach loudly. Chris took his cock into his hands and sucked lovingly on the head. Ethan thrusted his hips up and pushed Chris' head down. Chris gagged but quickly adjusted and began sucking on his cock with renewed passion. 

"Damn, Chris. Suck it baby." He grunted and held Chris' head down, though the boy needed no more encouragement. He pulled his head off the swollen cock and looked up at Ethan.

"I want you to fuck me." He said. His face was flushed with heat and a string of drool went from his pink lips to the head of Ethan's cock. 

"Do you have any stuff baby?" Ethan stroked the side of his face. Chris nodded and reached over to his nightstand and pulled out a tube of lube and a package of condoms. He ripped the package open with his teeth and quickly rolled it onto Ethan's cock. Ethan took the bottle of lube and motioned for Chris to turn around.

Chris bent over and showed his tiny asshole to Ethan. Ethan rubbed the globes of his ass tenderly before pour some of the lube down Chris' crack and rubbing it into his puckered hole. Chris moaned and humped back on Ethan's finger. Ethan let him finger fuck himself for a moment before he removed the digit and got positioned behind Chris. 

"Do it, please." Chris begged and wiggled his ass. Ethan took his hips and positioned his cock at Chris' warm opening. He began slowly pushing in and Chris moaned and sighed. Soon Ethan was buried all the way in and stopped to let Chris adjust.

"Oh god, so full." Chris moaned. 

"You like that, baby? You want me to move?" Ethan asked. Chris nodded his head franticly. Ethan pulled all the way out and thrusted deep inside Chris. Chris gasped and pushed back on Ethan's cock. Soon they had their own rhythm going and were building towards an explosive climax. 

"Oh shit, oh god. Fuck me please!" Chris shouted. Ethan slammed into Chris once more before crying out his release. Chris cried out and his cum covered the sheet and his stomach. The two collapsed as Ethan's cock slipped out of Chris' spent hole.

"Who knew you had such a dirty mouth, baby." Ethan smiled. Chris smiled back and rolled into Ethan's chest. Before falling asleep.

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"Mike you cant choose who Chris is friends with." Tony said. Mike paced the floor.

"But Tony!"

"Dont 'But Tony' Me." Tony said calmly.

"Its Ethan for Christ sake!" Mike shouted.

"Michael you listen and you listen right now, god damn it. Chris is a grown man and can pick who he wants as his friends regardless of what history you two have. Chris is your best friend and you love him. IF you want to keep him as a friend, you need to shut the fuck up and deal with this bullshit. It doesn't matter what history you and Ethan have, what matters is that Ethan makes Chris happy and you are going to suck it up and deal with it!" Tony shouted, pointing his finger in Mikes face. By the time He was finished Mike was on the bed, backed up against the wall with a fuming Tony standing over him.

"Understood?" Tony said.

"Yes, sir." Mike said meekly. 

"Good. Now, you are going to go over to Chris' tell him you are sorry. And make up." Tony dropped his finger away from Mikes face.

"I'm not saying you have to be friends with the guy but you have to at least be civil with him." Tony sighed and hugged Mike.

"I'll try baby." Mike whispered. "I'll try."

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Two months later the two couples sat at a table in their favorite diner.

Chris fed Ethan tiny bites of his meal and Tony slapped Mikes hand away from his ass.

"Can you keep your hands to yourself just long enough for us to eat, please?" Tony sighed. Mike thought for a moment.

"Hmmmm, it will be a challenge but I'll try for you babe." Mike sighed and gave Tony's ass one last pinch.

"Ow." Tony sulked and rubbed his ass. Mike chuckled and nuzzled his neck.

"Happy birthday, Ethan." Tony said and handed Ethan a present. 

"You didn't have to do this, Tony." Ethan said and looked down a the present.

" Its from me and Mike." Tony said. Mike looked away when Ethan looked at him. Ethan opened it silently and saw a picture of Mike and Ethan as kids.

"Hey, I remember when we took this." Ethan smiled.

"It was a six years before Alex." Mike said.

"Thank you, Mike." Ethan said. Mike just nodded silently. Tony kissed Mike on the temple and Ethan wrapped his arm around Chris' shoulders. The two couples sat silently, content in the peace they finally had reached.

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And there is our ending for our boys. I hope you guys liked this, if not.... Go read something else I'm moving on ;)I'm sorry it has been so long since ive posted but life got in the way (Silly Life) But I should be back to posting more often. I really hope it didnt feel to rushed, but I do have a short attention span and I was surprised I stayed with this story for this long. It is a weakness of mine and I just hope it doesnt turn people away from my writing.