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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Underage
  Category:
      F/M, M/M, F/F
  Fandom:
      Falling_Skies
  Relationship:
      Hal_Mason/Ben_Mason, Maggie/Sarah, Anne_Glass/Tom_Mason
  Character:
      Hal_Mason, Ben_Mason, Margaret_(Falling_Skies), Sarah_(Falling_Skies),
      Anne_Glass, Tom_Mason, Matt_Mason, John_Pope, Dan_Weaver
  Additional Tags:
      Sibling_Incest, Post-Apocalypse, Slash, Femslash
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-02-15 Updated: 2013-02-25 Chapters: 2/? Words: 12589
****** The Gap Between Then and Now ******
by tydacat
Summary
     The story takes place a bit after Tom Mason boards the ship of
     Skitter/Fish heads. The rest of the Mason clan gets news of the
     abduction of their father and scramble to pick up the pieces, but Ben
     won't let it all be lost. A fateful night of drinking brings the
     older brothers closer together than they though possible. How will
     the 2nd Massachusetts react to the outcome and more importantly what
     lay ahead of them in the crumbling ruins of a world they used to
     know?
Notes
     You should know off the bat, I don't believe myself to be a great
     writer in any sense and so expect mistakes, tense screw up and
     patchy/jumpy plots. I'll try and keep it all on track but if you've
     written anything in your life you'd know it's hard to keep on the
     yellow brick path. With that in mind though, I hope you enjoy a
     little cracky fun. I also would like to state here and now, no one
     like flaming so if this isn't your biscuit, that's fine. Let someone
     else enjoy it and move along to another table, there's plenty of them
     where you might better enjoy whats offered.
     One last note, the story will mainly be focusing on Hal and Ben's
     relationship, with brief mentions of Dr.Glass/Tom and Maggie/Sarah.
     It also won't just be all kinds of smut, this is my first story on
     here but I have a track record of writing a ton of one shot's that
     are mainly PWP. This is not intended to be a reflection of that, but
     a story that fills in the gap of 3 months while Tom was away. Also as
     for the canon relationship of Hal/Maggie and what appears to of been
     Ben/Karen, Hal/Maggie will occur but is more of a best friend format
     and Ben/Karen, I've yet to decide what might happen there because
     that would be FAR in the future of the story, so nothing is planned
     for that.
***** Bad new and revelations. *****
Chapter 1.
Weaver returned to the 2nd Mass with bad news, especially for us, Hal, Matt and
me. It turns out that the Skitters took my father in a beamer and flew off.
Panic, fear and sadness surged through my body, and I took a step back. Sudden
Hal`s arm was on my should giving me the support I needed and I leaned against
him, while Matt hugged me from the front crying softly. I saw Hal nodding and
passing through the motions as we were told, a single tear slipped down his
face. He cleared his throat and then said “We should head back to the med bus
guys,”
Anne was there when the story was told and she was shell shocked. Completely
floored by the news of my Dad's capture, Anne turned to Matt. She took Matt's
hand and walk with him back to the med bus, while Hal and I walk back a bit
slower. I turned to Hal whom was in deep thought and frowned. I pulled him to
the side of Weaver's tent.
“Hal, don't shut down on us. What's going on in your dumb jock head?” I started
carefully looking into his eyes and gauging his emotions, “Let me in, because
we need to band together for Matt.”
Hal nodded and shook his head, “I just don't believe he's gone. This is the
first time since the start of the invasion he won't be returning to us. What
are we going to do without him?” He spoken quickly as the fear and sudden
realization came to him.
“Hey!” I shouted at him and he stopped to look at me. “We are going to band
together for Matt, for you and for me. We are gonna work this out. If you start
freaking out, I am going to and then Matt has no one, except maybe Anne, but
she's basically are only medical staff and cannot take that burden. Promise me
you not going to shut down. I can't do this without you.”
Hal's eyes widen at my words and nodded, then blinked. He nodded again and
gestured towards the med bus, “We should go be with Matt right now, he needs
us.”
I hummed in agreement with him and tossed my arm around his should giving him
the support to start deal with our loss. We crossed the short clearing that was
littered with soldiers and civilians, guns and trucks, supplies and tents till
we arrived at the med bus. I could hear Matt crying inside already and
retracted my arm from Hal, while rushing into the med bus. I had a weak spot
for Matt; No kid should have to grow up in this environment, ever. I took a
seat beside Matt, pulling him in and holding him tightly. Hal walked up into
the med bus, hugging Anne softly whispering little words back and forth, while
I did the same for Matt.
I eventually calmed Matt down, and went for a nap in the back of the bus, Hal
was excused from duty for a few days, so we brought Matt back to our tent.
Getting him into bed and pulling the cover over his body I frowned. Everything
seemed so bad right now. As the day went on word got out about Tom, and
soldiers and civilians alike offered words to sooth Hal and I, but they didn't
help or bring dad back. At lunch time Hal and I sat in the back of the eating
area.
“So, what's our plan?” I asked gingerly over a bite of soup, looking up at my
troubled older brother.
“Well, I am going to take the next few days to secure our tenting arrangement,
and mourn this with you guys. Then I am gonna train a bit.” Hal offered a
slight smile and took a bite of his soup, when Maggie sat down beside me.
“I heard about your father guys, I am really sorry for you guys. Tom was a
great man, excellent fighter for a professor and if you guys need anything let
me know. Anyways I gotta bring Sarah some chow, so I'll catch ya later.” She
shoulder squeezing my shoulder slightly and leaving the table.
She was fairly beautiful herself, luscious long blond hair, calming brown eyes
and a fair face. Then you got to know her and her personality is a bit hard to
get past, but she's a great person. If it wasn't for her I may have never got
back. After she left Hal and I finished our lunch, bring our dishes back to the
weeks dishwashers and picked something up for Matt. Heading back to the med
bus, we saw Anne crying softly by Matt which made a ping of sadness inside of
me. I had caught a few sights of her and my father together, and I am pretty
sure they were dating, but didn't want to say anything because of how soon we
lost our mother.
“Are you alright Dr. Glass” I asked coming up to the bench she was seated on,
putting my hand on her shoulder. She shook a bit harder with sobs, shook her
head.
“No I am not alright right now.” She said looking at Hal and I. “There’s
something you guys should know about. Your father and I were starting to see
each other. I know it is really soon and sudden and right after your mother’s
death, but I thought you guys had a right to know.”
As I heard her confirm my suspicions, I pulled her in for a tight hug as she
broke down in my arms. Hal took this time to wake Matt and get him to eat his
lunch. Matt woke with a bit of a frown but accept the food and Hal sat down on
the other side of the bus, across from Anne and me.
“When were you gonna tell us?” He asked feeling a bit uncomfortable and it
showed.
“Well not for a while because it happened just before he left to find Weaver.
He told me to look out for you guys in case he didn’t make it back. He-“Anne
started but a fresh wave of tears flowed out before she could finish. “He was
supposed to come back.”
Hal nodded and thought about it. “Well I am glad that it had happened Anne, I
can’t expect Dad to be sad and alone forever, and you’re amazing. Plus in the
midst of this chaos if you can find someone special or something special, you
just can’t wait. For the record, I am absolutely sure we would have taken the
news fine, you’ve kinda already moved into the mother like position.”
I smiled at Hal for being so understanding and placed a gentle kiss on Anne’s
head. I wiped a tear from her face and said, “I have a deal for you Anne.” She
looked up at me and nodded. “We will take care of each other, check in and that
stuff. We will add you to our tent that way you can watch over Matt while Hal
and I can’t and you have a safe place to get away from the med bus. We are all
we have right now, so we need to watch out for each other. How does that
sound?”
“It sounds lovely.” Anne smiled and began recomposing herself. Wiping the few
straggling tears from her face and nodded her head. “Well I think I need some
lunch, Matt wanna come with me to the eating station to finish lunch and put
our dishes away?” she purposed to the disheartened little man.
“Yeah that would be nice,” Matt said with a sad smile as he thought of how his
father was the one to usually eat lunch with him.
Hal and I waved to them as they left the bus and I turn to Hal. “Come over here
Hal,” I watched him lift his body and shuffled across the bus, taking a seat
with a huff. “You did a good job of being understanding with Anne just now.
You’ve matured, more than I thought you would ever.” I said with a laugh, which
struck a smile from Hal.
It surprised me as the thought ran through my head, ‘gosh, that smile is hot’
and I blushed suddenly, and then looked down quickly. Hal looked up as I looked
down and I panicked a bit. Snapping out of the stupor and recomposing myself, I
looked at him. We shared another smile and laughed a bit.
“I think we should do something for Matt tonight, ya know, easy him into the
fact dad isn’t coming bac-" Hal attempted to finish what he was saying when I
covered his mouth with my hand.
“Don’t say that Hal. Do not say that.” I said feeling the tears build in my
eyes. “I came back; you found me and rescued me. Dad may not be here but Weaver
said he wasn’t dead before they captured him. Do not give up hope on him,
because you didn’t with me and haven’t for Karen, so you won’t for Dad
alright?” I reasoned knowing a struck a nerve in him, as I saw his eyes glisten
with the threat of crying.
“That makes it all worse Ben.” Hal wiped at the offending tears, as I looked at
him more confused. “I saw her. I saw her when we went for the recon on the
Skitter building. Christ.”
I opened my mouth in disbelieve. ‘Holy shit Hal…’ I thought as that would have
been extremely painful as from what I understood and gather they were dating
and getting fairly close. It didn’t help that while harnessed, I was the one
who took her away from him. Unwilling a tear escaped and I was overcome with
remorse. “I am so sorry I took her from you, you know that right?” I lowered my
head ashamed that I had not control of myself with the harness and was merely a
puppet for the Skitters.
 Hal started to loss his composure and shook his head, “Ben it is not your
fault. You had no idea what you were doing. I don’t blame you at all, look at
me. It is NOT your fault.” He said staring into the baby blue globes and nodded
as I nodded back.
Next thing I knew Hal leaned in and pulled my into a heart racing hug, which
after a second I eased into the embrace. After a couple minutes he pulled away
and I let him go. I sat there for a minute of silence and then said “Nature’s
calling, I’ll be right back.”
Hal smirked and nodded, I on the other hand made a quick retreat out of the med
bus. Once outside I found a nearby bush and relieved myself, while analysing
what the random thought about Hals’ smile meant. I’d seen millions of times
over our life, but why did it stick out now? ‘Maybe it has something to do with
the harness spikes… I freaking hope so,’ I thought and calmed myself as I got
closer to the med bus, climbing into it quietly.
I was going to announced my arrive, but I saw Hal. Hal was lying on his back
stretching his body out and his shirt went up as his hand went, my eyes follow
the chiseled skin as it appears. My mouth fell open in an “oh” and I snapped
back right before Hal sat back up. I fought back a blush and looked at him.
“Shall we go solidify the tenting arrangements?” I asked.
Hal shook his head, “I got it, and you go take some time for yourself.” He said
standing up. Squeezing my shoulder he left the med bus. Taking a breath of air,
I decided to head to our tent for a nap, well to clear my head. Crossing the
clearing to the tent I frowned at the thought going on in my head.
‘Why did Hals’ smile suddenly become attractive? What does that mean? What will
it mean, and how is that gonna affect me, him and Matt. Incest is wrong. What
are my feelings for Hal? DO I have feelings?’ I thought for a good hour on
these subjects. It kept spinning me around in a loop of confusion. Maybe it was
just the fact he rescued me. Maybe I just don’t see myself as part of the
family anymore and want to get close to being a part of it again. I sighed
loudly and gave up pushing the thoughts away. I heard Anne approaching with
Matt and I shook my head, regaining my composure.
Anne opened the flap to enter the tent and I smiled at her and Matt as they
entered. “Hal is talking the Weaver bout the tent situation, and I came back
here to rest a bit.” I said and she nodded, “How was lunch little man?” I asked
looking at Matt who seemed to be in better spirits now.
“It was difficult, because usually Dad took me for lunch; it was really the
only time he was on duty.” Matt said frowning and I gestured him over for a
hug. “I know it is hard, but we gotta stay strong for Dad, he wouldn’t want us
to be sad all the time.” I replied to him holding him tightly.
Anne smiled at us and she said, “I have an idea Matt, why don’t we go do some
drawing tonight with Hal and Ben. It makes help us come to terms with you Dad’s
abduction.” A tear escaped her eyes, and I thought, ‘God see really like him,’
and after that I wondered, ‘Wonder if Hal would ever thing that way about me?’
I shook my head slightly and smiled at Anne. “That sounds like a great plan
Anne. Maybe right after dinner? Come back here and draw for a bit?” I purposed
to her and she nodded back saying, “I’ll go get the paper and drawing utensils
now, so can get right to it.”
She left the tent quietly and I turned my focus to small boy in front of me.
“So Matty, how about I read some Harry Potter to you? We never finished the
last book before the invasion.” I said and he nodded.
 
~~~~~~~Later~~~~~~
Hal returned half an hour after I started reading to Matt, he smiled at us, and
flopped into his bed to listen. We covered five chapters before the dinner call
was made. Anne had come to get us and dropped the night’s activities off when
she did.
Crossing the camp towards the eating station, Hal and I went to grab four
plates of dinner, while Anne and Matt got a table. I looked up at Hal
hesitantly, not trusting myself and asked, “How did it go? With Weaver and the
tent arrangements?”
Hal looked into my eyes and smiled, I looked down to grab some cutlery and
successfully avoid his gaze. “It went great, he actually said it freed up space
to condense some of you tents for other things. So what are we doing later
tonight anyways?”
“Oh that, Anne thought we should do some drawing to help with Dad going
missing. I suggested that we could spend the night doing it.” I replied,
looking at him as he got the last bowl on his tray and we head back to the
table Anne and Matt secured.
While Hal dished out the food, Maggie came and sat down with Sarah, filling the
table up and saying, “Howdy boys and Anne. We thought we’d come give you guys
some company, Minus the fake feelings.” Maggie smiled at Sarah, who blushed.
“Maggie, this is gonna be blunt, but are you and Sarah dating?!” Matt asked
loudly, causing a few gasps from others in the area. Hals’ eyes widened and I
smiled at the observant little boy.
“Matt you shouldn’t asked that sort of stuff,” Hal reprimanded Matt who look a
bit dejected.
“Hal shut up. I can answer this question.” Maggie stated, as a slight blush ran
up her face. “Matty, I am dating Sarah. Don’t ask me how it happened, but it
did and I am fine with that.”
I laughed at this, and Maggie pulled me in for a side hug. Hal cleared his
throat and said, “Wait, when you started liking girls? I thought you were
straight.”
“I was alive before the invasion with my own history you idiot, and for your
information I am bisexual. Only recently I have not been finding guys as
attractive as I did.” Maggie said, grimacing a little. From what I gather about
her, Pope’s brother or gang had raped her when they found her, which I can’t
blame her for the loss of attraction after that.
“What does bisexual mean?” Ask Matt as he tried to understand what it meant. I
smiled at him, feeling like I should throw in some sense to him. “Well Matt,
you know how Mom and Dad liked each other, while because they were a girl and
boy that made them straight. Bisexual means that Maggie here likes both boys
and girls, but she’s recently not been finding boys less attractive, so we can
classify her as a lesbian, because she likes girls.”
“I think I understand.” Matt said with a smile, “Does that make her Sarah’s
babies’ other mom?”
“Depends how they feel about it, but eat up so we can have the strength do draw
before bed.” Hal supplied getting the feeling that, even though Maggie adored
Matt, She was getting annoyed but the questions.
Dinner was eaten in a comfortable silence after that and Hal offered to take
the dishes to the station to be washed. I got up and hugged Maggie and Sarah
waving at them, while Anne started to head back to the tent with Matt. When Hal
returned I looked at him he looked confused and I shook my head.
“You couldn’t tell she was bi?” I asked astonished at Hals’ innocence in the
romantic side of humans.
“Yeah, I mean before Karen, I hadn’t really done a serious relationship with
anyone or even thought about that stuff. I was always working on making sure I
could keep up in Lacrosse.” Hal said blinking.
“Huh, it may be just me but are you may be confused of your sexuality?” I asked
teasingly and to my surprise Hal nodded. “I didn’t mean that in a rude w- way
just so you know.”
“I know, like I said I never really thought of it, Karen and I developed over
our scouting missions and that sort of stuff. I liked it, but I am not sure
where I sit in the whole scale of things like that.” Hal said perplexed, “What
about you? Where do you fail math geek?”
I thought for a moment and said, “I think I am bi as well, but I lean towards
guys more? So not gay, but not straight. Ya know?”
Hal looked at me in a funny way; I looked at him confused and then a bit
afraid. “What’s going on in your mind Hal?” I asked, unsure of what he may say.
“I kind of had a feeling you would be exactly that. Were you gonna tell Mom and
Dad?” Hal asked wondering if I was choosing to be bisexual because of the
invasion.
“Eventually I would have let them know. I just needed a few years to get used
to the idea, but it doesn’t seem overly important of what you are into right
now, because while if you can find something or someone special, you just can’t
wait. Right?” I said quoted Hal from earlier and he smirk at me. I blushed and
thanked god it was dark enough Hal couldn’t see.
Hal laughed at the quote and shook his head as we neared the tent. I could hear
Anne setting up as we got closer and I was kind of anxious to draw. I liked
doing it in school and besides math; I was a fairly good artist. Hal opened the
flap to the tent and gestured me to go in, so I did and felt eyes following me
as I slipped inside.
I laughed at the expanse of supplies on the makeshift table. Apparently Anne
raiding the JFK`s art room, because the 2nd Mass acquired some things we didn`t
have. Not that I wasn`t happy, I was actually dying to paint and now we had
canvases, high quality paint and decent brushes. A smile grew from ear to ear.
“Anne did my Dad tell you about my art fetish?” I asked grinning at her as she
noticed my happiness, and smiled back.
“He may have mentioned a few things about it. Said if you tried you’d probably
make it as a decent painter.” She smiled at me, taking a canvas and passing it
to me.
“I already know what I am doing, so I am going to get started.” I proclaimed,
grabbing a pencil and starting a rough sketch of my Dad’s face as I remembered
him before the invasion.
Hal laughed at my antics knowing exactly what I was going to paint as I told
him as I was recovering from the harness that I want to paint our family before
the invasion. “Yeah Ben is a genius with a paint brush, if the invasion didn’t
occur he’d probably be getting into and art show about now right? The
divisional art show was this week right?” Hal asked me and I hummed in
agreement with my thoughts of the painting, completely oblivious. “He is gonna
sit there for the next, maybe six hours and just go at that canvas. I used to
stop by his art class and watch him through the windows.”
“Wait. What?” I asked thrown out of focus by the idea of Hal watching me paint
in school. My face colored and thankfully I was looking at the canvas,
otherwise they’d of all seen the deep blush across my face.
“Sometimes during school I’d watch you paint, Dad didn’t like me skipping
classes, but it was too good to pass up. You’ve got mad passion with a brush.”
Hal smiled warmly, and I turned, blushing and shook my head.
“Okay dumb jock.” I replied lamely, unable to think of anything intelligent to
come back with.
“Deny it all you want, you know it is true.” Hal said confidently and I shook
but head knowing he was right about it all. I heard multiple utensils on paper
and knowing they were all not focusing on me, I fished a paint pallet out. I
began with a brown tan color as the background color, fairly light so Dad’s
dark brown hair would stick out a bit more.
Even strokes across the canvas and sparing as much paint as I could, so that
I’d be able to continue to paint while I wasn’t too busy and or got bored. I
smiled as I completely lost contact with Anne, Hal and Matt, going inside to
the picture of Dad pre-invasion and express it on the canvas. After the base
coat was done, using some drying techniques I learned in class, I dried it
quickly so I could start building up from the initial layer.
People in art class thought I had a bazar method of painting. I began with bone
structure, knowing the height and width of a person helped me gauge their
proportions, but then again if the class had been listening, I was doing it
correctly. After that I just build the layers up, bones to skin, clothes to
face details, then fine-tuned all the extras and added the shadows as needed.
I was surprized that in over an hour and a half I had completed the painting. I
actual put everything down and critiqued it to see if I was actually missing
something. “Holy crap.” I murmured and was astonished at the pace I painted at,
which got attention of the others.
I heard Anne gasp, it seemed as if she was rather shocked at how well done it
was. Hal stood up and placed his hand on my shoulder. “Told yeah you were a
passion driven painter, and holy fuck. That’s so realistic Ben.” Hal swore at
the detail that I put in the painting, “Where’s the photo?” He asked.
“Uh, no photo, just memories of Dad pre-invasion.” I replied to Hal and Matt
found his way to my waist, hugging me tightly. I smiled at Anne as she couldn’t
help but have tears for the man Tom was before all this devastation.
“Gosh, you’d think I’d be out of tears.” She laughed, letting me know they were
tears of happiness. Hal rubbed my shoulders soothingly and pressed his forehead
against my head. I leaned into him instinctively, and then Matt said, “I’m
tired so I’m gonna hit the sack.”
“Alright were gonna clean up quickly and let yeah sleep, kay buddy?” Hal said
lifting his head and giving my shoulder a squeeze before moving to pack up the
supplies. I moved to the paint tubes I was using, closed them and handed them
off to Anne.
“Ben go wash up, you’ve got paint from your throat to your forehead.” Anne said
smiling and I blushed, replying “Yeah after I get going, paint tends to get
going everywhere to. I’ll be back, or are we gonna move to the med bus cause no
one’s wounded and we won’t disturb Matt there?” I purposed and Anne nodded.
I grabbed the brushes and pallets I used and brought them to the cleaning
station to clean up. Getting them washed first I finally looked into the mirror
someone hung and laughed at myself. I had streak of all shades of brown, tan,
white, black and green from where my t shirt stopped to my forehead. I never
really noticed how passionate I was while painting and now I knew. I took some
soap and rubbed at the paint on my face, scratching gently at the partially
dried areas.
It took five minutes or so to get the paint all off, but I smiled at my clean
face after. I felt refreshed and at peace as I cross the dim clearing. As I
approached the med bus, I saw Anne had hung my painting already and I smiled at
how it turned out. I walked up into the bus and saw a curious sight. Anne was
sitting with Hal, waiting for me it seemed.
“What’s up guys?” I asked getting a bit self-conscious with them staring at me.
“I had an idea.” Anne started with a small smile, “I don’t think your Dad would
approve but given the circumstances, I’m going to allow it.”
Hal smiled as a pristine bottle of vodka was revealed, I snorted. “How did you
manage that Anne?” I asked intrigued at how she came by it.
“Before we left the city I and got with the 2nd Mass, I grabbed it for when I
could use a break.” Anne said with a small smile, “I think we could all use a
break right now. Do you agree?”
“Yeah sure, the issue is I’ve never had alcohol and so I have no idea what my
limit is,” I replied slightly daunted at the fact I couldn’t afford to be drunk
around Hal at this point and time. “As long as you stop me before I get piss
drunk I think I should be fine, I hope.”
Hal grinned and I could tell this was going to be bad, very, very bad. Anne
pours a bit of the vodka in what I believed to be a shot glass. “Alright Ben,
this isn’t no easy shit. It is going to burn going down, but you’ll like the
feel after. Anyways, just take it and shoot it back. Open your throat and let
it down. Baby it and you won’t have a good experience.” Anne explained and
demonstrated as Hal shot his back.
I gulp as I pull the suddenly heavy glass up, opened my mouth and shoot it
back. I swallowed harshly as it burn all the way down, leaving my stomach
feeling warm and I was surprized. “That’s wasn’t that bad at all.” I proclaimed
and Hal fist bumped me.
Anne set us up with another round of shots and I took this one much more
confidently. It burned like hell but things were looking up and I was beginning
to feel fuzzy. “Why do I feel like a fuzzy teddy bear Anne?” I asked looking at
her.
“That’s because the vodka is taking effect.” Anne smiled, and laughed as she
lined up another set of shots. “Okay, this one we’re gonna toast your Dad.”
Anne cleared her throat and holds her glass up and Hal and I mirrored her as
she said, “Here to Tom, we wish you a safe time and a safe return to us.” We
clinked our glasses and shot those back.
The next line of shots was poured, and I decided to make a toast, “To all the
people who have fought and were lost, too the people fighting now and to the
future with no Skitterss.” I slurred a bit, and we clinked glasses again.
After the next round was poured Hal made the toast, “To good company, possible
love, and a bright future.” We once more clinked glasses and shot them back.
“I think I am really drunks,” I stated leaning back laughing hard, and the
others laughed as well.
“One more for the road then you guys go off to the tent.” Anne said she poured
the last round. “I’ll be there shortly.”
We shot them back and waved to Anne. Exiting the med bus wasn’t too bad but
without hand rails I found it was very difficult to walk, “Hal. HAL! Help me
get back, or I’ll just sleep on the ground.” I slurred trying to find out where
he was.
“Ben be quiet, it is one in the morning man.” Hal said as he weaved his arm
around my waist, pulling me flush against his side. I blushed at this, as we
trudged to the tent. We were almost there when I tripped on a stump, pulling
both Hal and I down.
Looking up I saw two widened chocolate brown eyes looking back into mine with
equally terrified expressions. I swallowed audibly and trying to imagine what
we looked like at this very moment and blushed hard, know it was a very
compromising position. Hal had fallen between my legs, landing flush against my
chest and his arms pinning my head in place. I wanted to say something before I
got aroused and all hell broke out, but then I gasped.
Hal was turned on. Hal, my brother was getting hard while on top of me.
‘Holymotherfuckingshit’ I thought as Hal took a deep breathe, blowing it out
and I groaned as it tickled down my neck. I looked up at him again and didn’t
realize Hal’s face descending towards his, placing a gentle kiss on my lips. My
eyes shot open to see if he was actually there or if it was a dream or
something, but Hal had just kissed me.
He looked at me and smiled, going back in for another kiss. This time it was a
bit more aggressive and I went with it, I mean how many opportunities, do you
get in this type of world to be with your true love. He kissed me several more
time and I got brave by poking his lips with my tongue, which he greedily took.
Hal asserted his dominance over me by pinning my arm above my head and
exploring my mouth, like one might a cave for treasure. I moan sift at the
swipes across my mouth and the taste of Hal. Maybe it as the vodka, but it was
orgasmic in all senses. Hal pulled away suddenly gasping for breath and I found
myself doing the same. ‘He also takes my breath away, good lord.’ I thought as
I looked at slightly afraid of the next part.
Hal smiled at the sight of me all flushed and smirked, “We should probably get
to the tent, would want to get Anne worried.” He said in a cool tone, and I
opened my mouth to say something, but nodded instead. Hal pulled me up, pulling
me in for one last searing kiss. I saw stars, it was so overwhelming. It was
probably a good thing he was holding me in place, because I was sure I would
have plummeted to the ground.
We staggered towards the tent and found Anne along the way. “Anne,” I
whispered, giggling a bit, which caught her attention. “Thank you, tonight’s
been amazzzin” I slurred and smiled.
“You guys are just getting back to the tent now? It’s been an hour!” Anne said
bewildered, but smiling nonetheless.
“Ben fell, and passed out on the floor,” Hal lied, as I blushed deeply because
that wasn’t what had occurred. “It took a while to get him up and moving
again.”
“As long as you are okay then everything is good.” Anne smiled at the image of
me falling, “But we got to get to bed now.”
We nodded and followed her back to the tent. She held the flap open and I
decided to army crawl into the tent. Hal laughed and Anne shook her head. Once
inside Anne shut the flap and sealed it for the night. I got up and did a
cartwheel over to my bed, then sat down feeling accomplished. Hal shook his
head at me and then asked “Are you functional enough to get undressed and into
bed boy wonder?”
I looked at him with a challenge in my eyes daring him to try, but laughed and
said, “I just did a cartwheel drunk Hal, I can manage undressing I think.” I
stood carefully, pulling my shirt over my head, and lost my balance. Luckily
Hal foresaw this and was to make sure I didn’t fall and hurt myself.
“I think I am just gonna help you.” Hal said, as his breathing elevated a bit
and he pulled the shirt off my head. I gasped at the cold air and goose bumps
covered my exposed skin. Hal put his warm hand on my chest, pushing me back
onto my bed slowly and the both of us were locked in a trance starring at each
other. His hand drifted down my chest, where it meet his other hand and worked
the button of my pants open.
Hal’s eyes flickered up from where his hands were to my eyes and back down. I
flushed again and lifted my butt so we could slip the jeans off. Hal stared
down at me, boxer-clad and I sat up to look at him. I pulled his shirt off over
his head, and tossed it on his cot. Untying the utility belt on Hal’s waist,
which was discarded on the floor and Hal smirked at my shaking hand. I fumbled
with his belt, so aware of every movement that happened around us. Hooking my
fingers in the belt loops I pulled the offending jean down, pulling Hal on top
of me in the process again.
I gasp at the weight that was suddenly on me, but Hal just kicked off his shoes
and pants. He wormed the blankets from under us and pulls them over us. Then he
kissed me hard and demanding, I responded likewise unable to not response it
that fashion. Our tongues danced and I stifled groans as Hal playfully bite at
my lower lip.
I gasp loudly as Hal rutted his rock solid cock into mine and my vision went
white, brain just shut off. I had no control in my body, Hal moved from my
mouth down my cheeks to my neck. He slide in behind me and I gasped again.
“Shhhh, little brother, don’t wake them.” Hal cooed at me, as his hand
delicately danced down my body and past my boxers, gripping my manhood. I
whined at this and he started to pump slowly, as he rubbed in between my ass
cracks. He groaned in my ear and I shivered.
As he began increasing the speed of both his thrust and strokes, I could tell
he was at his edge like me. He groan as I did, both spilling your seed in our
boxers. I smiled and blushed at the wetness on my back. Hal came down from his
cloud nine, and got comfortable. “You had nightmares, alright?” Hal spoke
quietly, pressing a kiss into my shoulder. “We will talk tomorrow.”
I laid there being extremely cautious of my spikes and eventually found rest.
My dreams were warm, and happy. Hal was in my dreams, and he was happy. We were
happy, and together. He kissed me tenderly and took my hand leading me into
what our life should have been.
***** Morning afters *****
Chapter Summary
     Morning after the night of alcohol, and the day that follows. It's
     both insightful and possibly dangerous, only time will tell.
Chapter Notes
     There's been some changes to the story, as this chapter was written
     about 6-8 months AFTER I wrote the first chapter. I didn't plan on
     waiting this long, but to be honest I had forgotten about it and then
     found it while cleaning my computer up. With that said, I know I've
     changed the prospective and my writing style has improved I think.
     Correct me if I'm wrong?
     Anyways on to the story, some people find out in this chapter about
     somethings. Some good and some bad. Some fluff and fun near the end,
     and a big cliff hanger at the end for you.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in the story, just the plot.
 
                In the morning after Ben woke slowing, smiling as there was
warm arms around his waist and hot breath tickling down his spine. He glanced
around the room, not surprized to see that both Anne and Matt were out of the
tent. Looking at the watch he smiled as in was 8:30 am. He wiggled a bit to
stir Hal from his Dreamland.  “Good morning sleeping beauty,” Ben said quietly,
suddenly getting a massive headache and groaned.  “Think I’m hung-over…”
 
                Hal snorted at him, pulling him closer, “You are so warm.” He
sighed happily, “How’d you sleep?” He asked wondering about his brother night
after he’d dozed off.
 
                “It took me a bit, I was afraid I’d scratch you with my spikes,
but after I got into a position that’d damage you the least, I slept like a
baby.” Ben replied, flipping his body around to face Hal, whom had a grin
smeared across it.
 
                “I didn’t even notice them,” He chuckled and leaned forward so
our noses were touching. “We’re not drunk anymore, but I’ll like to kiss you.”
He said as Ben crashed their lips together opening his mouth to let Hal inside.
 
                The kiss was heated for a few seconds till someone cleared
their throat. Panic spread through the boys and they separated, Ben gulped. “I
came by to give you give some hung-over cure” Anne said, the boys not seeing
the smile on her face, “You can continue once I am gone.” She said handing the
blushing boys some Tylenol, quickly retreating after they’d taken the medicine.
 
Ben looked over blushing a bit and smiling, “I think that was approval in a
slight way?” He chuckled, closing back in on Hal. Who nodded and fell back in,
pushing his lips over Ben’s feverishly. Small moans emitting from Ben, as Hal
nibbled at his lower lip and caused Ben to open his mouth. Hal wasted no time
to explore the cavern and groaned at the taste of Ben.
 
Ben fought against Hal’s tongue for a minute or too, eventually giving in as
Hal’s hand snaked its way to his arousal. Breaking the kiss briefly, Ben
groaned, “Not fair.”  Hal was having no of it though, nipping at Ben’s neck to
shut him up. “Shush you.” He whispered into Ben’s ear, licking the shell and
then nibbling on the lobe.
 
Ben shuddered against Hal’s evil work, thrusting into the heavy palm and
cocking his head away from Hal so there was more flesh to be teased.  He
groaned as Hal doubled his effort to taste every inch of skin exposed to him,
sucking bruises into Ben’s neck and occasionally nipping the sensitive skin.
“Careful Hal, I‘d have to be in public at some point eventually,” Ben chocked
out, which prompted Hal to suck harder at his neck.
 
“Good, people should know your mine.” He spoke gently to Ben kissing the marked
neck. He moved around the blanket, getting on top of Ben and smiling as he
removed his hand. Ben’s legs moved to cradle Hal’s body and keep him locked in
line with his body.
 
Small gasps from both boys as the first thrust was delivered, Ben tossing his
head back and a strangled moan slipping past his lips. “Too much clothes,” He
pants out, wanting to feel skin on skin contact.
 
“Lift your hips,” Hal gritted out, back up slightly to work the pants and
boxer’s down Ben’s legs. After he laid back into Ben and put his weight into
him so, he could shuck his clothing off. Lowering back down to the warm body
under him, simultaneous groans sputtered from each boy.
 
The feeling of raw skin on skin contact was over whelming both of him, the
gentle glide of their hard cocks and caress of rough palms. The hard suck and
gentle nip of Hal’s lips had Ben arching into the taller boy and moaning
wantonly. The noises only encouraged Hal to go at Ben more feverishly and he
sped up groaning as the friction increased.
 
A sharp bite to the collar bone had Ben whisper sweet nothings and a tweak of
his nipples made him cum. Hal groaned as the spasms were unexpected, but
nonetheless very pleasing. He continued sliding into Ben, who whimpered at
Hal.       
 
“H- Hal,” Ben panted out and looked down at his still hard cock. “Can I try
something?” He asked, mesmerized at the sight of the long hard shaft.  Hal
rolled off of Ben, pulling the younger boy with him. Once Ben was on top of
Hal, he putting his hands behind his head and relaxed, “Go ahead little one,”
He mused.
 
Ben slid down Hal’s legs, so that his face was lined up with the twitching hard
manhood. Releasing a hot breath on it and lifting it up, Ben smiled at Hal.
He’d zoned right in and watched every little moment, like he might die if he
didn’t watch.
 
Ben licked up the engorged shaft, lapping the pre-cum at the top and lift
himself to a point where he could descend down the length. He locked eyes with
Hal, and then lowered his wet heat onto the manhood. Watching Hal’s eyes roll
back and his head fall back on his pillow, Ben moaned in satisfaction.
 
Hal had the energy in his body to get a hand to the back of Ben’s head, guiding
him down a bit more. He arched his back as Ben hummed around the thick
erection, a guttural moan erupting from Hal as he did.  Hal couldn’t help but
thrust into a wet hot cavern and groan as the heat pooled in his stomach. “Ben.
God.”  He pants to the younger lover, “So close,”
 
Ben descends one last time sucking hard for his purchase, when Hal groans and
he feels hot fluid enter his mouth. Swallowing quickly to keep up with the
flow, Hal moans more. Milking the last few drops from Hal, Ben watches the
older boy basically go boneless and lay in the bed. Giving the softening cock a
last teasing lick, Ben wormed his way up the bed.
 
“Hey, don’t fall asleep yet silly.” He poked at Hal, who turned to him with a
silly grin. “Was I alright?” He asked the grinning boy.
 
Hal let a shaky breath out, “You were amazing.” He chuckled, pressing a miss to
Bed’s lips, “Now sleep.” He demanded, pulling his pants up.
 
“Fine,” Ben mused kissing Hal once more, doing the same to his pants and
curling into the other boy, who pulled the blanket over them. “Night Hal,” He
whispered drifting off fairly quickly.
 
~~~~~~LATER~~~~~~
 
Anne woke the boys at noon, with a chuckle, “its lunch time guys. Matt wants
you guys to join us.” She pauses for a minute, and then smiled. “We will be
discussing this later though.” Then she disappeared from the tent.
 
“Fuck,” Hal groaned, as his Dad’s girlfriend probably was going to pitch some
speech about how morally wrong it was. “Maybe we can just pack up and leave at
sundown?” He suggested to Ben.
 
“Shut up Hal give her a bit more credit, hey? She could have ripped you out of
the bed and freaked out.” Ben pointed out, “If anything she seemed kind of
knowing, and happy.” He chuckled.
 
“Maybe to you,” Hal snorted, pulling Ben up to him for another kiss then
standing up, “We should get going to lunch. Before Matt comes,” He said as Ben
stood. “Oh god!” He gasped at Ben.
 
“It’s my fucking neck isn’t it?” Ben groaned moving to the small mirror and
turning around, “Got your fucking wish.” He frowned looking for his turtle neck
like sweater. “Hickeys are to be below visible areas. Do we understand?” He
point to Hal, who smirk and shook his head.
 
Ben walked over and rough grabbed Hal, “Do we understand?”
 
“Yes,” Hal choked out several octaves higher than his normal voice and Ben
released him. Placing a soft kiss on his forehead, Ben smiled, “Good, because
you won’t get shit if this happens again.” He warned.
 
Hal sighed wrapping his arms under Ben’s ass, pulling him in and leaning up to
kiss the boy. Once he made his mark the smiled, “Let’s go.” He patted Ben’s
butt and grabbed his gun. He may have not been on duty, but it was almost
second nature.
 
Ben trailed silently behind Hal, keeping up and staying oddly close to him. Ben
just felt a bit vulnerable from the morning activities and the way Hal marked
up his neck he felt like everyone knew. This didn’t so much bother him, just
worried him, as he didn’t know how others would react. Regardless the two
walked across the camp to where they found Anne, Matt, Maggie and Sarah
sitting.
 
“Afternoon guys,” Ben said sitting down at the already picked up plates for him
and Hal. Things were getting progressively weird. “Thanks for picking up lunch
for us.” He said politely.
 
Hal sat down gingerly, looking back and forth. “Say it now before I eat.” He
said suspiciously. There was a giggle from Sarah and Matt.
 
Maggie reached her hand out and covered Hal’s, “Bout time to finally act on
those repressed feelings.” She chuckled and smiled at the shocked boy’s facial
expression.
“Wh- what?” He asked not completely understanding what Maggie meant. “Repressed
feelings?”
 
Anne shook her head. “Hey, don’t explain yourself. The times now are hard
enough as is. You found something that works and I’m not gonna pull out a moral
code for a time before this. It wouldn’t make sense.” She told him with a
smile. “Besides, I could barely pull myself to wake you guys this morning. You
were too cute.” She said reaching for Hal’s cheeks to pinch them the way a
grandma might, to her grandchild.
 
Hal sat there dumbfounded, unable to make word of gratitude and Ben laughed.
“Well thanks guys,” He smiled at Matt who smiled back, “How do you feel about
this little man?” Ben asked his kid brother.
 
“I just want you guys too be happy!” Matt smiled at his brother, and Anne held
him close. “Besides if you’re together, you’ll watch out for each other and
that means I won’t be left without family.” He choked up a bit saying, Anne
squeezing him tighter. “No one’s leaving you anymore.” She comforted the boy.
 
                Ben smiled as he looked at Hal and saw his brother sharing the
same smile at him. Hal clearly wasn’t expecting this support and Ben wasn’t
sure if they be for it or against it but apparently everything was swell.  “So
let’s have us some lunch?” Ben offered and the table murmured in agreement.
 
                A comfortable babble of small talk occurred around the table as
they ate. Maggie was discussing some recent developments in the scouting
expeditions she’d finished that morning, Anne talked to Matt about some less
serious things and school related subjects. Ben sat there while eating just
taking in the normality of everything in the moment, for once things were good.
 
                Ben turned to Hal and cocked his head. “Hal, can you teach me
to fight?” He asked casually, curious to the answer from his brother and
partially surprised as the table went silent. “I want to learn.” He pressed to
his older brother.
 
                Hal bit his lip, inwardly knowing it was only a matter of time
till Ben asks to learn and then he had to make a decision. “Ben… are you really
sure you want to get into that side of things? It’s not like Call of Duty out
there; you don’t come back after dying. If you get hit, there’s a chance you
might die. I don’t want you in anymore danger than you are.” He spoke carefully
choosing each word with great care.
 
Ben looked up quickly into Hal’s eyes, a mixture of anger and hate in his eyes;
anger directed at Hal for trying to persuade him out of his decision and at the
skitters take had already caused so much grief in his life and the hatred
towards the skitter who had stolen him from his family, then stole his dad. “I
am sure Hal. They’ve done nothing but take from me. Me from you guys. Mom and
now Dad. The countless lives they’ve destroyed, the children they’ve abducted.
I don’t want to lose anything else, much less stand idle as they continue their
rampage.” Ben spoke, his voice fierce and bordering the lowest pitch he could
muster. “Nope, I want to strike back. I want them to feel what I feel, the loss
of those close to them.” He seethed and everyone could understand where he was
coming from.
 
“Well then, we will start after lunch Ben.” Hal offered a smile to his brother,
his hand going to the boy’s shoulder and squeezing it. “And don’t you worry,
the skitters have yet to suffer how much they will be for taking Dad.” Hal
promised, smiled to the table. “Maybe Maggie can join us too, if Sarah will be
alright for a bit by herself for a bit.” He asked, cocking his head toward the
couple.
 
“Yeah she can go, I was gonna go hang out with Anne and matt for a bit
anyways.” Sarah smiled and shrugged, chuckling at her thoughts. “Besides, I
don’t need my girl getting soft with all this babying stuff. She needs to
survive for me.” The table chorused in chuckles and Maggie nodded.
 
“Who knows, Ben might be able to hit something better than his older brother,
who couldn't hit a skitter if it laid down in front of him.” The blond haired
girl taunted and Hal grumbled. “Still bringing that up huh? You wait till I get
something on you Mags.” He threatened in a playful tone.
 
“Now, now kiddies, keep the rivalry to a minimum. I’ve yet to have held a gun
yet.” Ben quipped and silenced the two elder individuals. “Besides, I’ve seen
the way Hal handles his gun, I’m sure he’s more than capable of showing me how
it’s done.” He smiled and then realized how that could be interpreted, blushing
deeply.
 
“Well then. I suppose I stand corrected Hal who handles his brother’s gun
well.” She teased and causing both brothers to cringe, then groan
simultaneously. “Well I think I’ve grilled you to enough, I’ll meet you guys in
the training area in a bit. Sarah I’ll see you for dinner?” She asked standing
from the table, as Sarah nodded to her. “Till then,” She smiled and kissed the
woman before strutting away.
 
Hal turned his head to Ben and shook his head. “Think before to speak man,
because she will use everything you say against you.” He chuckled and sighed.
“Come on, hurry up and finish. I want to get you suited up and accessed as soon
as possible. Also I need to inform Weaver you’re being added into my unit.” Hal
told Ben, sliding over to him and placing a kiss to the boys head. “Besides you
and I both know I handled you much better than you gave me credit for.” He
whispered to Ben before he left the table with his dishes.
 
Ben sputtered and blushed as Hal walked away and the two older women chuckled.
“Let the innuendo wars start.” Anne chuckled and Ben shook his head. “I’m never
going to survive this lesson…” He muttered as he finished his lunch. “I’ll see
you guys for supper I suppose, have a good afternoon and Matt, and be a good
boy.” He said as he pushed from the table, kissing his younger brother’s head
as he waved to Anne and Sarah.
 
Dropping his dishes off at the dish washing station, Ben headed back for the
tent and crossed the clearing in the camp. Getting stopped by Jimmy, Ben cocked
his head. “Hey Jimmy, what’s up?” He asked the boy, who was eyeing him
differently. Ben hadn’t noticed his sweater had sunk down a bit, revealing
Hal’s markings.
 
“How come it looks like you’ve been punched an ungodly amount of times in the
neck dude?” Jimmy asked and Ben’s eyes widened as he frantically thought of an
answer. “I was attacked by a skitter recently, it wasn’t too bad it just… uh
choked me and then Hal saved me. He’s actually gonna get me trained for guns
and stuff right now, some I’m not as defenseless next time and so I gotta go.
See you later man!” Ben partially bullshited his way through the explanation
behind the bruises and ran past Jimmy for his tent.
 
He entered the tent to Hal’s bare back and hummed in approval. “You weren’t
gonna wait for me?” He asked teasingly and chuckled as he walked up to the
half-naked boy, kissing his shoulder. His arms gently found their way to Hal’s
hips and turned the boy to face him. Looking up to the boy he smiled and leaned
up to kiss him. “Hope I didn’t embarrass you too much at the table.” He
chuckled and he pulled away from Hal’s lips.
 
“Enough I might find me pride somewhere soon, but for now, shut up.” Hal told
the young brother with a smirk as Ben fell silent. “Get into some warm and
durable clothes. We’re gonna have to assess your reflexes and it’s kinda wet
outside.” He said biting his lip as his inner worried nagged at him. “Ben you
have to promise me one thing, if you want me to go through with this.” He said,
looking down into the boy’s eyes.
 
“Anything Hal, I really want to learn.” Ben promised his brother, following the
boy’s eyes. “Promise me, you’re going to listen to me, every word to the dot.
It going to be bad enough I have a squad out there, but with you in it… as much
as I wish I wouldn’t focus only on you, you will be of most importance to me.
Don’t make yourself a target, because I lost you once and I barely survived
that. Losing you a second time would finish me off.” Hal gulped, leaning down
to kiss Ben roughly, unable to hold down his feelings. “Go get dress dude, were
gonna be late and last thing we need is to give Maggie more ammo.” He sighs.
 
Ben lingered on Hal’s lips for as long as the older boy would let him and
smiled to the boy. “I don’t understand why you’re complaining, we could be
doing just whatever she thinks we’re doing. Only it’d be hotter, because she
could imagine how good it is.” Ben chuckled and blushed slightly at the words,
unable to stop the cocky comment as he pulled off his shirt.
 
Hal scowled at his brother and shook his head. “You’re insane. I don’t want her
thinking about us like that, because it’s none of her business and your mine.
She doesn’t have the right to picture you like that.” Hal whispered into Ben’s
ear, causing him to shudder as Hal’s hands snaked around his waist. “Besides
you’re right, she couldn’t even imagine how hot what we do is.” He whispered
once more palming the shorter boy for a few seconds, long enough though to stir
the manhood and then stopped touching him. “Let’s go Ben we gotta train, your
first mission is when I go back on duty.” He chuckles as he leaves the tent.
 
“Hal!” Ben yelled as Hal aroused him and left him in the tent. “God dammit, I
can’t even squeeze one out!” He groaned and went about changing into thicker
clothes. Now that he was dress in a few layers, Ben flipped his now hard cock
up and sighed in frustration as he trudged towards the training pit.
 
Ben was slightly confused as he saw no one at the training pits when he arrived
and was sure that’s where Hal told him to meet him. Hearing the snap of a twig
behind him, Ben turned in time to avoid Hal whom had been sneaky up on him.
Apparently training had started and Ben avoided Hal the best he could till Hal
beat him. The older boy tackled him to the floor; landing roughly into Ben’s
hard on causing all kinds of good friction. “Fuck,” Ben groaned and shook his
head. “This isn’t helping Hal,” He murmured to the boy.
 
Hal knew and could feel Ben’s hardness, enjoying the fact he’d made him that
way and Ben had to deal with it till they were alone later. “I don’t know what
you’re taking about Ben, what isn’t helping? I was just testing reflexes and
stuff.” He chuckles with a light kiss to the shoulder. “Get up now, time to
learn how to load and fire a gun.” He instructed.
 
“And stop dry humping on the ground horn dogs.” Maggie chuckles from behind
Hal, causing the boys to groan and Hal rolled off his brother. “Glad you saw
the intelligence in that.” She smirked and shook her head. “So what are we on
right now, besides each other?” She asked teasingly and cocked her head towards
Hal.
 
“loading and firing a gun, all the type we will be using will be fairly similar
so  I think it’s be best to start with the least amount of backfire and work
our way up.” Hal informed both Maggie and Ben, the two nodding back to him as
he walked to retrieve three rifles. He handed Maggie’s rifles to her, giving
her two clips of ammunition to go along with it.  Bringing Ben’s rifle to him,
Hal looked down at his younger brother. “This is a rifle, as standard as guns
get. You can hunt deer, people and skitters alike with it. I’m hoping the
latter is the only thing you’ll have to hunt with it.  Here’s the ammo for it.”
Hal explained as the clip of ammunition over to Ben.
 
Ben took the gun, fumbling it slightly as he misgauged the weight of it but
corrected he mistake immediately. Gripping the gun confidently, Ben took in the
new object lifting it up to look down the sights on it. “Interesting,” He
murmured and accepted the clip from Hal with a curious look. “Now what?”  He
asked, eyeing his brother back.
 
“Disengage the empty clip and load the clip of training bullets.” Hal
instructed as he demonstrated how to disengage the empty clip and reload the
weapon. Ben followed his hand movements and then preformed them as he
remembered, successfully reloaded the gun. “Now to get each bullet up into the
chamber to be shot, cock this back.” He told the boy, pulling the actual
loading mechanism back to load a practice bullet into the hopper.
 
Ben listened and watched attentively, then followed the exact instruction and
successfully getting a bullet into the hopper. “Now point, aim and fire?” He
asked Hal, who laughed and nodded. “Yeah something like that, let’s see how you
wager with the first shot and then we will work you up to proper posture and
stances, cover and stuff.” Hal informed Ben.
 
“Simple enough right?” Ben said a bit unsure, pulling the gun around to the
targets and growling at the dead skitters hung up. Something clicked inside
Ben, causing him to draw his rifle into a firing position and aim quickly
before firing at the corpse.
 
A moment of silence followed as both Maggie and Hal were too stunned by the
sudden change in Ben. Maggie who had been gearing up to take a practice shot,
choked by the gunshot beside her as she hadn’t expected it so soon. When she
looked to the corpse, she was blown away by the accuracy Ben had gotten in his
shot and was partial disbelieve on how he managed a clean headshot with being
so inexperienced in firearms. She’d been shooting for well over a year now and
she’d yet to have a shot that would have dropped a Skitter in its place.
 
“How’d you do that?” Maggie asked, breaking the silence in between them and
walked over shaking Ben out of his trance like state. Ben lowered the rifle,
looking down and pushing some of the fall leaves around on the floor. “Do
what?” He asked not entirely sure what he did.
 
“Ben you would have executed that skitter with that shot. It’d of dropped had
it been alive. I’ve seen few do that shot, much less someone new.” Hal told him
walking up to Ben with a smile and pulling the now embarrassed boy’s face to
his own for a quick kiss. “Do it again, right target this time.” He instructed.

 
Once Hal backed off, Ben cock the next bullet into the chamber and took his
position to fire at the target. Tugging the trigger of the rifle once he was in
position, which resulted in another, would be fatal shot. “I wonder how Ben
would fare as a sniper.” Maggie asked Hal and she turn to them cocking her
head.
 
“Woah there Maggie, he just started with the rifle and had a couple good shots.
Let’s not jump the gun and throw him into something like that just yet.” Hal
tried to dissolve that idea till Ben shook his head. “No I want to Hal,
anything that can destroy as many Skitters as possible the better. Besides I’m
stronger now, much more than before.” He said honestly, as it seemed that the
harness he somehow gave me sight, reflex and strength increases.
 
“I-….” Hal tried to speak out against it but decided to give his brother the
benefit of the doubt, and headed over to grab the training sniper rifle.
Getting the training clip for it, Hal returned to ben and traded him guns.
“Okay Ben same thing as rifle, but this one’s got some kick to it. Best to lean
into the kick, then you should be fine.” Hal told the boy who looked the
farthest target he could see, and then used the scope to still his target.
 
“Farthest right headshot.” He told both Hal and Maggie who used binoculars to
look at the target as Ben executed his shot. Leaning it the kick, Ben lowered
his gun and nodded. “I think I can shoot with guns, if that’s yet to be
determined.” He shrugged and Maggie smiled. “To bad your brother couldn’t hit
the broad side of a barn when he first started.” She chuckled, squeezing Ben’s
shoulder. “Look forward to having you with us out there.” She smiled, as she
walked off.
 
“I look forward to being out there with you.” Ben smiled and waved to Maggie as
she walked off. “So now what, Drill Master Mason?” Ben asked turning to his
brother a cocked his head. The excitement of the fact he now confirmed that he
could and would destroy those that took everything from him, made Ben throb
harder in his pants.
 
“Last time I checked you had an issue of sorts, I think we should deal with
that and that means I need you in our tent as soon as possible.” Hal said as he
asserted a commanding voice, causing Ben to shiver at the thought. “See you in
a few.” He spoke breathlessly, as he unloaded his gun and put in on the table
in good faith that Hal would lock it up.
 
Watching Ben leave, Hal turned to his actual tasks of being an officer of
sorts, cleaning up the guns they used and depositing them into their homes.
Once finished he trotted across the camp, finding their tent and smiling as he
got to the tent. Sure he’d experienced many sexual acts before but none had
been on this level before, nor could they. Pushing into the tent and closing
the flap afterward, Hal turned to see Ben patiently waiting on him.
 
The sight caused him to smiled, Ben cocking his head while looking up at him
with innocent and eager eyes. “So Ben, we should fix that issue huh?” He asked,
his own smirk pulling his lips up while his gaze intensified on Ben. “We
should.” Ben nodded, watching Hal’s approach and unclipping his utility belt,
placing it on the ground by his cot.
 
When Hal reached the cot, he’d set his gun, utility belt and jacket down on the
way up to it. Now hovering over Ben, the boy’s face rose to see his brother’s
eyes staring back down at him and caused him to smile. “I’m glad you kissed me
yesterday, I’ve been struggling with these feelings since I got back with you
and I’m glad… I might be able to share myself with you.” Ben spoke in just
usual quiet voice, but sounded a tad bit more nervous than Hal was used too.
 
Hal smiled and shook his head and chuckled. “If I’d of known the impact it
would have had earlier I might have done it sooner. Besides I swore I’d take
care of you to Mom, I just never thought those protective feelings would turn
into this, but I’m glad it did.” Hal smiled as he leaned in ghosting his lips
over Ben’s. “I’d have no one else this close to me anyways; you’ll keep me true
and honest. Always have.” He whispered to him and finally kissed the boy
gently.
 
Ben made a small noise of approval when Hal finally kissed him, his heart
soaring from the words spoken before it and his arousal aching in his pants. He
leaned up to the welcoming mouth that kissed his own, moving his lips slowly
against Hal’s and finding his hand moving up to cup the other boy’s face. He
felt Hal’s hand down under his knees, lifting them to move him on to the cot
and then broke the kiss to join him on it. “You spikes going to be okay if you
lay on them this way Ben?” He asked and Ben nodded to the boy waiting for
approval to lay him back.
 
Once gaining the go ahead, Hal reattached their lips quickly and went about
laying Ben back on the cot. The mash of their lips was sensual, both boys
enjoying it but something was lacking in the act. Hal poked his tongue against
Ben’s lips, spurring a gasp and then an entrance presented itself. Hal took to
it immediately, pushing his tongue into Ben’s mouth and tasting the boy for the
first time. He emitted a low groan as he explored the new place; he flicked his
tongue teasingly at Ben’s and moaned in approval as Ben got the hint to utilize
it.
 
The feeling of their tongues moving against each other blew Ben away; he didn’t
think it would have much effect on him. The weight on his groin right now
distracted him from Hal’s tongue and he need more going on or he swore he’d go
crazy. So he experimentally bucked his hips up to Hal’s and moaned in pleasure
from the friction. Hal seemed to get the message, although Ben wasn’t exactly
sure the one he sent but was happy regardless, as Hal began rutting into him.
He broke the kiss as he raised his head to moan aloud, Hal smiling at the sight
and leaning down further to kiss the boy’s neck.
 
“We’re wearing too much clothes right now Ben.” He told the boy under him, who
looked down to him and visibly flushed. Hal smiled and shook his head. “No time
to be embarrassed now Ben; I want to see you naked.” He soothed the boy with
offering the truth. “I know but this is my first time doing this.” Ben whispers
to Hal, as the boy backs up into a sitting position and pulled off his shirt.
“Just relax Ben, I won’t laugh at you man.” Hal smiled to the boy who sat up
and worked his shirt off as well.
 
“You know you’ve got the oddest pale skin, it’s quite beauty.” Hal chuckles as
he eyes the newly reveled skin, smiling and pushing Ben back down to his
pillow. Leaning back up to the boy’s lips, Hal placed a rougher kiss than the
others and then moved down from the lips towards Ben’s neck. Once there he
kissed and nipped down towards the collar bone, where he placed a wet kiss.
That earned him a gasp and Hal smiled as he pushed on going down.
 
Using one hand, Hal worked the unbuttoning Ben’s pants and with the other he
worked to get one of Ben’s nipples hard. Clearly Ben’s nipples were sensitive
by the way he arched into Hal’s touch and moaned lowly as the nub came to a
point. Hal reached the opposite nipple, the one that wasn’t hard and enveloped
it with his mouth. Sucking it gently, Hal pulled the sensitive patch of skin up
before releasing it and flicking it teasingly with his tongue. “Jesus Hal!” Ben
moaned as he watch Hal manipulate his body to an overly aroused mess.
 
“Do you like that Ben?” Hal asked looking up to the nodding brother before he
continued assaulting the nub. Ben groaned as the hand that was working on
unbuttoning his pants, had down its job and was now firmly wrapped around his
cock.
 
While Hal started the stroke the length, Ben felt the need to return the favor
and reached in the unbuttoned his brother’s pants. Once they were undone and
pushed back enough that Ben could see what he was dealing with, he followed his
brother’s actions; tugging on the erect cock.
 
They both moaned as they worked each other’s dicks, watching the hand movements
and drinking in their aroused states. Ben let his head fall back in pleasure as
Hal speed up his strokes and whimpered as the elder boy taken advantage of his
open mouth, kissing him lavishly. Their tongued tangled between moans and
grunts, the tension in both boys building up as they went fast.
 
Ben felt his toes curl as the heat inside him rose and knew he wasn’t going to
last long. “Hal… so fucking god!” He whined, nipping at his brother’s lips.
“Gotta… need to cum.” He whispered breathlessly, as Hal kissed him he swallowed
his cries as he release on their chests. The white ropes of liquid spurting
hotly over them, pushed Hal to his release and he released his on the two of
them.
 
Heavy panting and lazy kisses followed after their releases, the two of them
broke apart finally to catch their breath. Ben moaned as Hal left him, watching
his brother get a bunch of tissues and bringing them over to clean Ben clean.
Then cleaning himself, he looked do to Ben and smiled. “Was that everything and
more Ben?” He asked with a cocky smirk, as Ben scoffed. “Oh shut up Hal, yes it
was amazing, but no I’m not going to inflate your ego anymore.” He told the
older brother. “Too late for that.” Hal chuckled.
 
He tucked himself away in his pants, doing them up and helping Ben into his
pants. “I think we should have a nap now, because I’m tuckered and I wanna hold
you right now.” Hal yawned, as he pushed out of his shoes and waited for Ben to
get on his side before he inserted himself in the open space. “This is the
start of something good, do me a favor and don’t go running away anytime soon,
and most of all. Don’t you dare die on me.” Hal whispered to his brother who
simple hummed in response as sleep was already pulling him under. “Nap well
Ben,” Hal whispered once more before snuggling into the boy and pulling their
covers over themselves.
 
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~OUTSIDE THE TENT~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
 
Pope was wondering through camp, checking on his berserkers and making his
rounds before he slipped off to catch a little shut eye before he had some
patrolling detail. He’d been teetering on stopping by the Mason tent to offer
his condolences to the boys, as much as he hated their father, he knew it must
have hit them hard. Seeing as it was the early afternoon and he knew Weaver
gave Hal the week to mourn his loss with his brothers, he figured he’d mosey
his way over and give some support.
 
He was still limping a bit as his leg had yet to fully heal from getting shot,
he worked himself around the camp and was happy most folks there avoided him.
He stopped to talk to a few of his berserkers on the way over and eventually
found his way to the tent, about ten minutes later. He went to call out Hal’s
name when he heard what resembled a moan, slightly smirking and shaking his
head as it seemed he’d be interrupting one of the boy’s happy times and turning
around to walk away when he heard a second moan; this one younger.
 
Pope wasn’t sure exactly what he was thinking as he hobbled around the tent
sneakily, to get closer to the sounds. What he heard made him revolted and
sick. It seemed as though someone’s boys were keepin it in the family so to
speak. He stood there for a few minutes longer to find out which ones were
having the happy time and once he got his answer he was even sicker to his
stomach.
Pope hobbled away quickly as he puked by another tent and shook his head.
Somehow the razor back Mason had seduced his older brother and was making his
claim it him. The warning signs went off in Pope’s head, it was classic enemy
espionage. Send in the spy of sorts; have them sleep with one of the soldiers
and gain intelligence, then plan a counter attack of sorts. Pope shook his
head, these skitters were getting fairly human like, mimicking human strategies
now.
He however nodded, knowing the information of the newest Mason development
would be useful somewhere later and hobbled along as if he heard nothing. He
reached the berserkers tent and rolled into his cot, staring up at the heavy
canvas roof. “Just you wait Mason, I’ll fix our boys… we will see how they deal
with Weaver when he finds out.” He chuckled to himself, knowing in his heart
that he’d find a way to get rid of Ben.
Chapter End Notes
     Oh, Pope make's his debut in the story and just what is he planning?
     I suppose we will find out. Hopefully you guys enjoyed the small
     intimate scene at the end. I stated in the beginning of the story
     that I didn't want to be like BAM sex. So i hope that did justice to
     the start to their relationship, although I think they'd have more
     reservations. Who knows what might happen next chapter though?
     Anyways, comments are loved, I don't think anyone actually reading
     this but you never know right? Thanks again!
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