Date: Thu, 24 Aug 2006 21:14:17 -0700 (PDT)
From: Wolf River <riverwolf101@yahoo.com>
Subject: Bad Boys and Fast Cars - Ch.2

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This story involves gay sex and sexual interaction between two dudes so if
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Last Chapter:	"...So having said that... can I kiss you again?"
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	Ethan eyed me for a minute then opened his mouth "You've always got
me no matter what. I'm sure we can make this work out and I'm excited that
your giving me the chance but to answer your question... no matter what I
will always be here for you and I'm not going to walk away from you even if
we cant make a romantic relationship work. But I do need you to commit to
your education cause I dont wanna be with no dumb high school dropout!" I
laughed at that. "Alright, you got a deal. You promise not to leave me and
I promise not to dropout alright?" and the matter was settled... well
almost. "Now how about that kiss?" I asked, looking up at the cop through
my eyelashes jokingly.

	He more than answered me, he leaned in again after glancing at the
door to make sure it was still shut and rested his lips against mine gently
at first. I put one hand on the back of his head and the other on his
hip. Our lips opened hotly at the same time and his tongue slipped between
my lips causing me to shudder. He tasted hot and fierce and oh so male. His
hands went to my shoulders and he pushed me down on the bed, I held onto
his sides as he put both his hands on either side of my head and his knees
beside my hips. He kissed me harder, more passionately and I met his
advances with equal passion. After a few moments of heavy kissing I got
bolder and let my hands explore his massive back, he had a thin waist but
extremely muscled from what I could feel over his police uniform. My hands
went up to his shoulders, my fingertips brushing over the muscles there,
feeling them flex and unflex as he angled himself to kiss me more deeply. I
got to his neck then buried my fingers in his hair, holding on tight and
never wanting this to stop.

	My cock was getting harder by the minute and I knew my body wanted
more. Ethan must have sensed this because seconds after the thought crossed
my mind his lips left mine "Dane... your so beautiful. Well not beautiful I
mean handsome, kind of rugged and especially for a kid your age." I blushed
hard and said back "And you really are beautiful, even for an old guy." He
glared playfully at me and said "Kid your full of it. Now how far do you
want to take this? I mean I'm no virgin but I dont know about you, mostly I
just dont want to rush anything." I thought for a second, he had a good
point "Well you said yourself in the car, we both know were all this is
gonna lead and its not like we can go out on dates or anything. Well at
least not around here and not for another week so there's not a lot else to
do but I dont think I'm ready for gay sex yet. I've done it with a girl but
uh that's a lot different. I dont even really know where to begin. I feel
like such a newb!" I said the last part with a deep blush and hid my face
in his chest, he smelled like some sort of body spray. It was a good smell,
really masculine and kinda spicy but not the old man spicy.

	"You are a newb at this stuff dumb shit but we all are at one point
and your starting a lot younger than some. We dont need to rush into sex,
at least I dont and unlike most of you teenagers I happen to have a lot of
self restraint. I'll know anything you need to know and we've been friends
for a long time so you shouldn't hesitate in asking me questions. By the
way do you have any right now, questions that is? And I swear if you ask
what that funny feeling between your legs is I'll have to hurt you or
seriously reconsider a few things!" I laughed and instantly began to feel
better "Oh you dont have to worry I know what that feeling is, and
thanks. For being patient and talking to me and stuff and I do know I can
ask you questions if I need to. All this is really new right now though and
kinda scary. I guess I have questions... a lot of them but I dont know
where to begin and I know some I should just kind of learn through
experience. Can we kinda just start up again and see where it takes us?" I
blushed at how forward I was being, for me that was normal, I was a take
charge guy but with Ethan I just felt ... different.

	Once again he answered through action and not word, leaning down
and pressing his lips to mine. We kissed tenderly with him on top of me, he
moved his lips away from mine after a moment and kissed my jawbone, then my
temple and up to my forehead. He propped himself on one arm and let his
free hand glide over my chest and stomach in more of a reassuring way than
a sexual one. I looked into his eyes and bit my lip then tugged his shirt
out from where it was tucked in his pants, I let my hand glide over his
back only to encounter a thin cotton undershirt. He laughed and said "Sorry
kid lemme help you out." then got up and stood beside the bed, kicking his
shoes off, taking off and folding his uniform shirt and laying it and the
undershirt on my desk chair. God what a man, bronze tanned skin stretched
tight as could be over muscle after rippling muscle and something I didn't
expect, I started laughing.

	"What the?! Well I've never gotten this reaction before." Then he
started to laugh, I was almost doubled over sitting up on the bed at this
point. In between chest shaking bouts of laughter I managed to say "You
kinky ass cop! I thought they had a metal detector at the station and all
that would certainly set it off!" Proudly displayed on two sexy, pert
nipples were thick metal rings winking in the sunlight streaming through my
window. "Oh shut up kid they dont set the metal detector but if they ever
decided to wand me they'd get a surprise or three." My eyebrows shot up
"Wait a minute! Whoa dude!!! Omigod no way drop em man I have to see this!"
He blushed furiously and stammered out "No way... your initial reaction
kinda did a number on my uhm... ego. There's no way your seeing that one
right now, nu-uh no way not gonna happen!" I started laughing and stood
up. "Oh yes there is, you told me about it and now I wanna see it. Its only
fair, you sparked my curiosity." Of course Ethan glared at me but I put on
the cutest most innocent smile I could muster and walked over to him
slowly.

	"You really do have an amazing chest Eath. No reason at all to be
ashamed of your body, unless of course you uhm... shall we say lacking in
the endowment department. And remember I've never been with another man
before so I cant really compare you to anyone else. You could fail
miserably at lovemaking and I'd be none the wiser, now DROP TROW DAMMIT!"
He was backing up by now and considering the size of my room his back hit
the door right away. "No way kid. I know you wanna see me and I definitely
wanna see you but come on. Cant you at least wait till your birthday, then
it wouldn't even be illegal?" I pretended to give that a few seconds
thought then walked the rest of the way over to him, put one arm on either
side of his head and leaned in to very forcefully kiss him. I started
rubbing my hands over the rocky smooth plains of his chest, tugging on the
nipple rings as I went down and tangled my fingers in his security belt and
was met with yet another dilemma, I had no idea how to get the thing off
and just tugging thus far hadn't worked.

	"Nice try kid but lets leave a little suspense in the
relationship. We haven't even been on a date yet, and really I'd feel
better if you were 18. And hell how about this, I promise not to wear a bra
on prom night ok?" He said the last part a little strangely, I could tell
by the indention that he was biting his cheek to keep himself from
laughing. "You jerk! You knew I wouldn't be able to get that damn belt off,
hell your lucky I didn't steal your gun and MAKE you strip, jackass!" That
tipped him over the edge and a deep throaty chuckle escaped his lips and
didn't stop, he laughed until it looked like he might cry and he was
holding his sides. "Ok, your right I did know. I should have warned you but
you have to admit that was funny as hell. Oh dont look so mad it's not
really even my fault. I told you to wait!" I did agree with him, it was
funny as hell and I'd feel better too if we waited to do anything really in
depth until I was legal but I wasn't about to tell Ethan
that. "Jackass. Well what are we gonna do now? You got me all horned up and
I cant jack off if were not supposed to see me naked." I said as I crossed
the room back to my bed, kicking my dirty dishes and clothes out of the way
as I went.

	Turns out what we could do was make out for about an hour until my
sister called me in because she needed my help getting to the bathroom. I
walked into the living room and went to the couch where she was laying, it
didn't look like she'd moved an inch while we'd been in my room and I was
starting to feel bad about abandoning her. "Dane, I'm sorry I tried to get
up and I knocked my glass over. I couldn't get the stain up with my shirt
but I tried. I'm real sorry." She had little bitty crystal clear tears
running down her face and it just about broke my heart. I looked down and
there was a big, sopping wet stain on the hem of her favorite tweety-bird
nightshirt. I'd bought the thing for her when she was like 7 for her
birthday and she wore it around the house days until my mom finally yelled
at her and told her she stank and to throw it away. Of course she hadn't
thrown it away, she'd stashed it in our 'secret place', a loose floorboard
in our bathroom near the tub, until mom forgot she didn't want Katie
wearing it.

	"Shh now girly its ok, shah. Dont worry about it I'll clean it up I
promise. And if there's still a stain I'll tell mom I did it. You know she
never hi- we'll talk about it later. Now lets get you to the bathroom, up
you go." I didn't finish what I'd been about to say because at the last
minute I remembered Ethan was in the room, instead I picked my little twig
of a sister up by the armpits and just stood there cradling her against my
chest for a minute before helping her walk to the bathroom. Once there I
said "Go in and do your thing, I'll throw you one of my shirts and you can
change. Then I'll wait by the door till your ready to lay back down, but
moms gonna be home soon and who knows who she'll bring over. You can stay
with me and Ethan in my room ok?" She smiled a little at the attention I
was giving her and the prospect of hanging out with us guys and nodded,
then walked slowly into the bathroom and shut the door behind her.

	I heard Ethan take a deep breath behind me and turned around, the
big dumbass sap was wiping a tear from the corner of his eye. "No one
should have to live in fear of his own mother kid. Especially not kids as
good as you and Katie, you know if you ever need me to get you out of here
all you have to do is say the word and I'll do my best. I love you and your
sister, c'mere shithead." he said in a gravely voice. I had to up my macho
for a second to keep any of my own tears from sliding and walked over to
Ethan, cuddling into his chest and responding "Yeah, I know. But I dont
know what mom would do if Katie and I weren't here, we're the only reason
she's not worse than she is and she's got cancer. I wanna stay around at
least till Katie's outa Junior High and by then I should have a good enough
job to support us both without state help. You know they'd split us up in
an instant no matter how hard you and I fought that. We're ok here for now,
we got it a lot better than some.." Ethan kissed the top of my head and
shook his own, silently wondering how a kid from the streets could know so
much.

	After throwing Katie my old 'Pink Floyd - 1973' shirt and helping
her to lay down in my room Ethan and I started up the video games to
entertain her. I whipped his ass in snowboarding then we switched games and
he slaughtered me in street racing. We goaded one another and cussed each
other out, all to my little sisters amusement until at around ten she fell
asleep. We turned down the volume on the T.V and stretched out on either
side of her to watch Jay-Leno.

	"Hey Dane, want me to stay around till your mom comes home or
what?" Ethan said, breaking the silence during a commercial for Viagra "I
dunno man she might get really pissed off seeing a cop here that late at
night. Especially if she's drunk, or brings a guy home" I laughed and added
"or both." He shrugged and said "Then I'll get outa here, remember to clean
up the stain and call me in the morning if you need to stay home and take
care of her." He gestured to Katie as he got off the bed and started
looking around my room for his shirt, finding they had slid off my chair
and onto the floor. Once he was fully clothed I said "Yeah dont worry
she'll be ok in the morning but I dont think mom will call her in sick to
school again, she was mad enough that she had to do it last time and they
dont let me do it unless I actually go over there. Last time they gave her
a detention! Pisses me off man, like a lot." I added at the end, and it
did. My sister was a straight A student and never got in trouble. "Well if
they give you any flack, your mom or the office. Just have me do it, I'll
say I'm an uncle or something.

	I walked Ethan to the front door as he called himself a cab, having
forgotten to call and have his squad car picked up. The cab pulled up and
as he was about to walk off the front steps I grabbed his wrist and pulled
him inside again, slamming him against the wall well out of eyeshot of the
cabby and kissed him hard. He opened his mouth and our tongues slid past
one another hotly, I shivered and pressed myself against him feeling his
rock hard cock against mine through our pants. " I wish I could stay the
night baby... mmm I want to so bad." he practically purred into my neck. I
nodded and said "Me too, now go before the cabby gets the wrong idea and
alerts the media about Kansas City's finest." He laughed "Wouldn't the
cabby getting the wrong idea actually be the right idea in this situation?
Anyways, I'll see you at school tomorrow sexy." And with that Ethan was
bounding down the stairs two at a time into the night, the cab door swung
shut and off the yellow car went down the street. I sighed and leaned
against the door for a few seconds, giving myself time to cool down and
enjoy the moment.

	My mom got home at around 1 o' clock, she was drunk and had two men
following her in the door. I was in the kitchen in my boxers at the time,
making a peanut butter sandwich for Katie who'd woken up in the night
hungry. "Who's that?" one of the men barked defensively at my mom, "I
thought you said no one would see us you trailer trash skank!" I flinched
at his tone but left it alone, whatever my mom got herself into was her own
business and I couldn't support her bringing men home and fucking them for
money with Katie in the house. "Ignore him, he's no-one." My mom said
flippantly, waving her hand in my direction the same way she would shoo a
fly. A few years ago that comment might have stung, the whole situation
might have stung, but I was so used to it that I was numb. The man grunted
and the three adults, mom in the lead went down the hall to her room. I
finished making Katie's sandwich and poured her a glass of water then
walked back to my room with the cup and plate.

	My sister was sitting up on my bed when I re-entered my room, her
pale skinny legs sticking out from under my T-shirt and her big blue eyes
watching my every move. "Moms home? Will she come say goodnight, she's not
gonna get mad for me sleeping in here is she? Did she bring friends over
again?" She fired question after question at me in a raspy sour-throat
kinda voice. "Yeah she's home, she and her friends said they were really
tired so she told me to give you a kiss to make you feel better and you'd
see her in the morning before work. And she said she didn't mind you
sleeping in my room tonight sense your sick, dont worry." I answered,
feeling sick for lying to her but it was better than the truth. I prayed
that she would never find out the truth, and that I could preserve my moms
image in front of her for at least another year until I could get her out
of here. So far my sister hadn't been scared to badly by our
surroundings. "Here, eat up. And I'm gonna turn on some music, mom said I
could. You dont mind do ya?" My sister took the plate and started in on her
sandwich then shook her head fast 'no' in response to my question, she
loved when I played what she called 'night time music' it was a mix of old
and new blues I'd collected sense I was about her age. And it would drown
out the sounds of whatever my mother might be doing across the house,
saving me from having to make more excuses about that.

	Katie and I fell asleep to the soulful voice of Clarence
(Gatemouth) Brown that night. She thinking of a boy named Cale Rodgers in
her grade, and me once again praying that we would both make it out ok...

*

	It was about three in the morning when I heard it, a loud noise
down the hall. So loud I heard it crystal clear over the music, one loud
boom then silence but it didn't sound like a gunshot. I opened my eyes
slowly and rolled over on my side. Katie mumbled something and I felt her
small fingers interlock between my bigger ones tighter, I looked down at
her then at the door. I grabbed her stuffed bear off the floor and quick as
possible took my hand away and wedged the toy in her grasp. Padding over to
the door and opening it as quietly as possible I tried to think of what
could have made that sound, a car, a gun or something else entirely? I
stepped into the hall and frowned, the kitchen light was on and I'd turned
it off earlier. I walked towards the switch to shut it off, thinking one of
my moms clients might have turned it on searching for the john. I stopped
dead in my tracks and for a second it felt like the world stopped, there
laid out on the stark whiteness of the kitchen tile was my mother. She
looked up at me from under her ash blonde hair and grimaced, I couldn't see
any physical reason for her to be lying there like that accept that she was
shaking like a leaf. "Uh... do you need my help ma?" I mumbled, not really
wanting to go over to her and wanting even less to figure out why she was
in the state she was in.

	She just shook her head gently and looked behind me then said
"There, he wont do what you want he's not that kind of boy. There's a
bedroom beside mine, just dont go in his room. My daughters in there and
I'd kill you if you touched her." I took three steps quickly towards her
then whipped myself around. The two men shed come home with were standing
right in front of me, about three and a half steps away. I raised my fists
to my chest and face, refusing to think about the words my mom had
spoken. The taller of the two men, who I was beginning to think must be
brothers reached out for me while the other grinned. "C'mere boy, dont be
shy." I backed up another step and tripped over what must have been my moms
leg. "Hell no you crack whore fucker, get back or I'll kick your ass!" I
growled at him, I knew what they wanted to do and I wasn't about to let
them. I was NOT going to be their play toy, not now, not ever. Especially
now that I had Ethan... ETHAN, if I could get to a phone I could call him!
I was a good fighter but against two big drunk gym rats I might as well
have been a fly.

	"Aww he's got guts. That's kinda cute dont you think?" The shorter
of the two said to his companion. "Sure is, means he's gonna scream bloody
murder in a few minutes. Hope your neighbors dont mind the noise lady." The
taller replied with a laugh. I looked around the counter for some kind of
weapon, my eyes scanned the counter and passed over the knife I'd used in
the peanut butter. It wasn't a sharp knife, one of those butter knifes or
whatever but it might help and it sure as hell couldn't hurt. I lunged for
it and the taller of the two men lunged for me. I got my fingers around it
just in time because as I was turning back towards them his big body came
slamming into mine. I grunted and almost lost my grip on the knife, my
knife arm was pinned closed to my body and he had me in a rib crushing bear
hug. I squirmed, he smelled rank like dirty sex and beer. My mind would
chouse that moment to remind me the smell was the sex he'd already had with
my mom, it was almost enough to make me throw up and I wondered if that
might make him let me go.

	"Need any help?" The shorter man said, but he wasn't talking to
me. This was so damn wrong, how could three adults just stand there and not
do anything? How could my own mom do this to me and what went so wrong in
these men's lives that they would do it? I tried to tell myself it was the
beer I could smell on the men making them do this but I never could lie to
myself convincingly enough. "Nah he's kinda scrawny, I got him. But we
might need to tie him up. You got any rope lady?" He responded, directing
the last question to my mom. She shook her head then said "No, but there's
some fishing line in his tackle box in the closet by the door." My eyes
winced shut and I struggled with all I had to get my knife hand free. I
couldn't let this happen to myself, I was stronger than this I could beat
it! "Let go of me you stinking fucking prick! Or I'll scream bloody murder
and the neighbors will hear! They'll call the cops and you'll get just what
you deserve! A nice long stay in prison with a fat ass black dude named
Bubba. He's gonna do what you wanna do to me every day, twice if he can pay
off the guards!" I tired to keep up a steady stream of threats just because
I could tell it was pissing him off and some men are so stupid, when they
get mad they have to show there macho. I was praying he'd let me go so he
could try and beat me, if he did that I knew I could get away long enough
to call Ethan, I was faster.

	The short guy laughed at a few of the things I said while he
rummaged around in the closet for the fishing line. He was a little too
drunk to find anything quickly and he'd already overlooked my tackle box
twice, it gave me hope that once he actually opened the damn thing he
wouldn't know what to grab for a while. My chest was starting to hurt from
all my struggles and I don think Tall intended to let me go soon. "Fucker,
lemme go your damaging the goods, your gonna give me a bruise! Let! Me! Go!
Shithead!" I growled at him, shoving off his leg with one of my feet after
every word. He still didn't budge and I started to think maybe he had metal
for bones cause he sure as hell wasn't like a normal human. He laughed at
me and held on tighter, like some sick demented form of the hugs you see
girls run up squealing to give there boyfriends after the football
games... well minus the squeal and the lifting off the ground parts I
guess.

	I turned my head to look at Short and he had my tackle box open and
was leafing through it, spilling most of the contents onto the ground. I
think I must have growled audibly because Tall laughed at me. Things
started to get a little more surreal from there on out. Short walked over
to me holding the fishing line and Tall laughed again, I remember them
tying my hands up and I panicked because now I didn't have a chance of
getting away until they were done with me. My arms were wrapped to one
another behind my back all the way up to my elbows, it hurt like hell and
the thin plastic was cutting into my skin. Short started to bind my legs
together as Tall held me in his bear hug but Tall shook his head, I think
that's when I started crying. I hadn't meant to of course, I even tried to
fight the tears because any extra noise could wake Katie up but I couldn't
stop them.

	Tall dragged me over to a brown shag rug on the carpet and laid me
on it face down. I tried to roll onto my side but he caught me at the hips
and pushed me down with his weight, he put his knees on either side of my
hips after that and kept me pinned there with his thigh muscles. Short was
sitting on the couch near us with a twisted smile on his face, it made me
want to throw up. I twisted as hard as I could and earned a swift blow to
the back of the head, it made things fuzzy instantly. I groaned and tried
to push upwards with my hips, not having the use of my arms was torture.
That struggle earned me a boot in the middle of the back, Short was now
standing over me with one foot planted between my shoulder blades "Stay
where you are kid, the less you struggle the less this will hurt. But I
wont lie, it's gonna hurt worse than anything else you have ever felt."  He
purred. I freaked out, strained my arms against my binds I WOULD NOT let
this happen to me! I could feel the fishing line cut through my skin, I
could feel the blood running down my arms and I knew the pain I felt would
be nothing beside what they could do to me, that's how I justified it to
myself.

	I heard a noise from behind Katie's bedroom door and my mind went
into overdrive.  It was a long shot but I didn't care, maybe it wouldn't
help but in the moment even the slightest bit of hope was worth more than
anything to me "Ferrari! C'mere girl c'mere Ferrari!" I whistled and yelled
out. Tall slapped a firm hand over my mouth and Short ground his foot into
my lower back, I flinched and groaned loudly. I could hear the 100lbs of
American Bulldog throwing herself against my sisters door and I knew my
tormenters could too. Tall looked a little panicked and started undoing his
belt quickly, I squirmed more frantically and shouted for my dog again. All
the commotion woke my sister up, she stepped out of my room still only in
my big t-shirt and rubbed her eyes sleepily. Katie took in the situation
and got a horrified look on her face "Katie! Open your door, let Ferrari
out! Get in there and lock the door! GO!" I yelled at her, my sister, the
little girl that I'd sworn to protect was about to save my ass. That is if
Ferrari could help me take on these bastards.


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To be continued...

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