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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      The_Brotherhood_2:_Young_Warlocks_(2001)
  Relationship:
      Harlan_Ratcliff/Marcus_Ratner
  Character:
      Matt_Slayton
  Series:
      Part 4 of Aftermath
  Stats:
      Published: 2011-05-05 Words: 2226
****** Acuity ******
by carolinecrane
Summary
     Marcus watches.
A hand on his shoulder makes him flinch, and Marcus tells himself he's not
disappointed when he looks up from his cigarette to find Matt and not Harlan.
It's Saturday, after all, and Harlan doesn't live in the dorms so it's not like
he'd just be hanging around. Not that it's totally out of the question –
there's a chance Harlan might show up just to see him, and okay, he's spent
most of the day looking over his shoulder in the hope that Harlan will appear.
Evidently he's not that lucky, though, because it's Matt standing at his elbow
looking at him kind of funny. "What?"
"Nothing. You've been acting kind of weird lately is all."
He doesn't ask what Matt means because he's not sure he wants to hear it. He
doesn't know if Matt saw him with Harlan, or if he heard from somebody else
about Marcus getting into Harlan's car. And there are a dozen different
explanations for that that don't have anything to do with Harlan tongue-fucking
him, but Marcus isn't so sure Matt would believe any of them. "Whatever, man.
Are we going or what?"
Matt stares at him for a few more seconds before he shrugs and turns toward the
dorm, leaving Marcus to trail along behind him. The last thing he really feels
like doing is hanging out in Marcus' dorm watching movies, but he's pretty sure
Harlan's not going to show up and it's not like he has anything better to do.
So he follows Matt up to his room, doesn't bother to ask what they're watching
tonight because it's not like he's going to be paying attention to the movie.
He can't seem to focus on much of anything lately except Harlan, those hands on
his skin and that tongue…but he can't start picturing that or he's going to
spend the whole night trying to hide a hard-on.
When they reach Matt's room he throws himself down in a chair, digging his
cigarettes out of his pocket and lighting another one as Matt holds up two
video boxes. "So which do you want to watch first? I've got Girls Girls Girls
Volume 3 or Blondes On Fire."
And okay, that's not exactly what he was expecting. Another viewing of Die
Hard, maybe, or possibly Alien, which Matt keeps insisting is a classic even
though Marcus lost his taste for horror around the time Luc disappeared.
They've never watched porn together before, and suddenly Marcus isn't so sure
Matt hasn't heard something about him.
"Where'd you get those?"
"Friedman lost a bet. He was short on cash so he paid me in trade." Matt grins
and shakes a tape out of its box, setting the other one on top of the VCR
before he pushes the tape into the machine. He turns the TV on and presses
play, then throws himself onto his bed and stretches out against the pillows.
"Since when do you take trade?" Marcus asks, taking a long drag off his
cigarette and reaching for the soda can Matt uses as an ashtray.
"Since Friedman offered me porn." Matt grins and folds his arms behind his
head, looking way too pleased with himself and Marcus has to look away before
he starts thinking about how much that grin reminds him of Harlan.
The tape starts and Marcus isn't surprised to see that Matt picked the lesbian
porn. He's always had a thing for girls with other girls – he used to make
jokes all the time about Trini and Mary and why exactly Alex wasn't getting
any. But Marcus can't help wondering anyway, if this is a test to see if he's
into it or if he'd rather be watching guys doing guys. He steals a glance at
Matt, but the other boy's already staring at the screen, a hazy half-smile
lighting up his features and Marcus has known him long enough to be able to
tell he might as well not even be in the room.
"Man, look at her," Matt murmurs, and Marcus glances at the screen again just
in time to see a blonde with the kind of tits that defy gravity taking off her
clothes. It takes her about thirty seconds to go down on the other girl in the
scene, pushing her legs open and pulling white panties to one side. She's
looking at the camera the whole time, and all Marcus can think is that it looks
really fake. And he knows that's not the reaction he's supposed to have to this
stuff – that's not the reaction Matt's having, that's for sure, but Marcus has
already had the real thing with Harlan, and by comparison this doesn't do
anything for him at all.
Or maybe it's the fact that it's two girls. For a second he considers asking
Matt if he could get a hold of some gay porn just so Marcus can see once and
for all, grins when he pictures Matt's reaction and glances over at his friend
again. Matt's hard already – he was probably hard when he put the tape in, but
Marcus is so used to trying not to look that he didn't notice until now.
There's no way he could miss it this time, though, because Matt's got one hand
on his cock and he's rubbing himself through his pants.
And that…that's a lot hotter than the girls on the tape, Matt's blonde pushing
two well-manicured fingers in and out of the brunette on the couch. He thinks
vaguely that those fingernails would kind of hurt, winces at the thought of
anything that sharp pushing inside him. But Harlan's fingernails are blunt like
a guy's, and when Marcus thinks about those fingers pushing inside him he's
instantly hard.
He watches the brunette push down against the fingers inside her, eyes shut
tight in concentration and when she arches up off the bed and lets out a harsh
fuck he wonders if that's how he would look. He pictures Harlan kneeling
between his legs, expression intense as he pushes two fingers in and out of
Marcus. Or Harlan's mouth on his cock, tongue working his length as his fingers
push deeper and deeper inside until Marcus is begging for it.
It takes him a few seconds to realize he's got a hand on his cock, squeezing
hard through his pants. Not that it matters, because Matt's still stroking
himself and he probably doesn't even remember Marcus is in the room. When the
girls on the TV break out the strap-on Matt's zipper goes down, and Marcus
can't help himself – he has to look. He watches carefully as Matt pulls his
dick out, thumb sliding through pre-come and he lets out a little hiss at the
first touch. It's shorter than Harlan's, a little smaller than Marcus' too, but
wider and Marcus can't help imagining the stretch of Matt's cock sliding inside
him.
For a second Marcus considers offering to take care of that for him. He still
hasn't put his mouth on Harlan's cock – he's thought about it at least a
thousand times, but he has no idea what he's doing and it wouldn't hurt to get
some practice. Matt might even be far enough gone to go for it, and it's not
like Marcus has never thought about doing his best friend before. He's a
teenager, so he's thought about sex with pretty much everybody, even some of
the more boyish-looking girls in their class.
He's thought about Matt and Harlan at the same time. He's pretty sure Harlan
would go for it – there was that whole weird dynamic with Randall and Alex,
after all, and Harlan seems like the kind of guy who's tried pretty much
everything. But he's not so sure Matt would go for it, because even if he's
into fooling around with other guys, he's definitely not into Harlan. He might
still be a little afraid of him, even, so Marcus keeps his mouth shut and
forces his eyes back to the TV screen.
The blonde's on her knees now, full tits swinging as she rocks back against the
brunette's fingers buried inside her. He's still squeezing his dick through his
pants, picturing Harlan on his knees in the woods and wondering if that's what
they would look like, Harlan's tongue working in and out of him and Marcus
moaning like the chick on the TV. He squeezes his cock a little harder and
shifts in his chair, pressing his legs apart and he wishes he was alone,
because he wants to take off his clothes and do this right. He wants to bend
over like the girl in the movie, legs spread wide and face pressed against the
mattress, his own fingers buried inside him as far as he can go.
He's never done that before, but he's thought about it and he's not sure now
what he's been waiting for. He thinks it might be because he knows if he does
it…if he does it and he likes it, he's going to want more. Only Harlan's
already fucked Marcus with his tongue, and that made him want…everything. He
wants whatever Harlan will give him, and it doesn't matter that they're not
even friends.
Matt moans and Marcus looks over before he can stop himself, watching as Matt's
hips thrust up off the bed. His hand's moving fast now and Marcus can tell how
close he is, can tell he doesn't care whether or not Marcus is watching. His
focus is on the TV screen, riveted to it like he's never seen anything so
wonderful in his whole life. And maybe he hasn't – Marcus has never watched
porn with him, and they do pretty much everything together.
Well. They've never jerked off together before, but even that barrier's broken
now because Matt's coming, face red and eyes shut as he thrusts up into his
hand and comes on his fingers. Marcus feels a little weird about getting off on
watching his best friend come, because he's pretty sure if Matt knew exactly
what Marcus was thinking he wouldn't have done any of this. He sure as hell
wouldn't be lying splayed on his bed, dick still gripped in one hand and the
white of his belly peeking out from under his shirt. Marcus wants to lick that
stripe of white flesh, wants to crawl onto the bed with Matt and lick him
clean, then suck him until he's hard again and make him come a second time.
Somehow he manages to tear his eyes away before Matt catches him watching. He
looks at the TV again, noting for the first time that the scene's shifted to
three girls in a pool. They're topless – of course – and joking around,
laughing and splashing each other but Marcus knows it's only a matter of
seconds before things turn serious. He watches as one girl dives under and
swims toward another girl, hands on her thighs under the water and by the time
she comes up for air she's got a hand in the other girl's bikini bottoms.
The third girl swims over and kisses the first one, and he finds himself
wondering if that's what it looks like when Harlan kisses him. He doesn't think
too hard about the kissing, because it feels way too intimate and he likes it
way too much, and he doesn't want to start reading into what's happening
between them. Because it's just sex – he knows that, and he's not going to
screw it up by wanting something more. The sex is more than he ever thought
he'd get, after all, and he's definitely not complaining.
It doesn't take long before swimsuits start flying and girls are moaning on the
TV screen, but when Marcus hears another, lower moan he looks over to find Matt
already hard again. Just the sight makes his cock twitch painfully, and he's
going to come in his pants but he can't make himself care. He thinks about
pulling his own dick out, knows Matt wouldn't care even if he noticed, but
before he gets as far as his zipper he's tensing and biting his lip as he
comes.
He has a feeling he should be embarrassed that he just came in his pants to the
sight of his best friend jerking off, but Matt didn't even notice, so instead
he shifts in his chair again and pretends to be engrossed in the movie. There's
a fourth girl at the pool now, and they all got out of the water at some point,
but he can't make himself care when that happened. His underwear are sticky and
soon they're going to dry onto his skin, and what he really wants to do is get
up and go back to his room.
He wishes not for the first time that they had individual shower stalls in the
guys' bathroom, because there's no place in the dorm to get any guaranteed
privacy, and he's pretty sure Matt would notice if he started taking off his
clothes. And he's thought about telling Matt he likes guys – he's pretty sure
Matt would even be okay with it, but if he does he'll never get another chance
to watch Matt jerk off, and at this point he's willing to take what he can get.
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