Date: Wed, 7 Aug 2013 01:08:27 -0400 (EDT)
From: Kell <daredevillain862@aim.com>
Subject: Rory 19

"Fine by me," Ray yawned as he stood up from his chair to grab another beer
from the fridge. He'd have to get used to getting them himself for now
on. I quietly smiled to myself.

"Oh wait a minute now, we've hardly talked about this," Ray's sister
started reaching toward him, trying to change his mind.

"No, no," I waved toward her. "He's already made up his mind. Besides, I'm
more than ready to go anyway. My stuff is already packed up in my room."

"What? Since when?" she asked.

I shrugged. "For a very, VERY long time now."

"Ray, are you sure this is something you're ok with?" Walter asked.

"Yep!" Ray called from the kitchen.

"Great. Then let me go get my things & we can leave," I said. As I started
to get up, she reached over & held onto my arm.

"Please Rory, I REALLY wanna try to work on fixing things with you. You're
not leaving just because of me, are you?"

"Don't flatter yourself," I said, prying each of her fingers off my
arm. "But on a pie chart, you'd have an awfully large chunk."

"Rory, please," Walter gave me a stern look to try to be nicer.

"Raaaay, DO something!" she whined. God I hate when people whine.

"Are you kidding me?" he said with a laugh as he walked back into the
living room with a beer in his hand. "This kid has been nothing but
ungrateful, rebellious & delinquent ever since you practically FedEx'd him
to my god damned doorstep. Drugs, drinking my beers, parties, getting into
with the cops in every fucking city we've been to. I'm amazed I haven't
been asked to post bail for you yet," he said. Walter & I glanced at each
other briefly. I had a subtle grin on, but he didn't exactly mirror my
attitude. "I'm sick of taking care of your mistake."

"Ray, let's try to be a bit nicer," Walter said, trying to be a damn
U.N. peacekeeper.

"Why?" he replied angrily. "So he can have me waltz into a police
department for the umpteenth time & spend all my hard-earned dollars
busting him out for something I've told him a million fucking times NOT to
do?!" He turned angrily to me. "How difficult is it to NOT bury a needle
into your arm! How difficult is it to NOT pick up a brick & smash it
through someone else's window! How difficult is it to NOT chug my beers
like it's fucking judgement day!"

I shot him a look. "Are YOU kidding me?! You down more bottles every hour
than I care to count in a fucking car-ride song for god's sake!"

"You little piece of shit," he growled. "I should've searched for the motel
your mother was staying in the week after she dumped you onto me & let you
live your ungrateful fucking life with her like you should've."

"She's not my mother,!" I snapped at him.

"Rory, please..." she started sobbing.

I walked over to where she was sitting & backhanded her across the
face. Hard. She fell to the floor with a hand to her face. As she yelped in
pain from the sting, Walter jumped up & grabbed me from behind.

"HEY! You wanna slap someone around, you start with me, you understand!?"

I stared at her pathetic being as she looked sorrowfully at me. Shaking
Walter's hand off me, I turned for the stairs & headed up to my room. When
I walked in, I quickly heard Walter follow me in.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" he said angrily.

"She needed it."

"You listen to me," he pointed a firm finger at me. "If you live under my
roof & I find out you ever put your hands on anybody else like that ever
again, I'll walk you down personally to Detective Carson."

I rolled my eyes.

"You got a knack for boppin' people around, huh?"

"It's in my blood," I said dryly.

"You're going to apologize for hitting her when we leave, got it?"

"No thanks," I replied as I dug in my closet & pulled out a big suitcase.

"Rory..."

"I have NOTHING apologize to her about," I began to throw clothes around my
room into the bag.

"What is it gonna take for you to forgive her? Whether you like it or not,
she IS your mother. And for the sake of holding on to at least a SLIVER of
civic mindedness, you need to tell her whatever it is she needs to do to
get out of these crosshairs you have on her."

"Do you enjoy talking to somebody who honestly doesn't care?" I said to
him, annoyed. "You act as though I have yet to set up a field of hoops for
her to jump through to win me over. Well I don't, all right?"

"Does that mean you'll never forgive me, too?" he asked out of nowhere.

I stopped my packing & turned back to him with an odd look.

"What are you talking about?"

"Well, as your father, I can only imagine you'd hold as much anger toward
me as you do her."

"Well, I just...don't," I said, returning to my duties.

"Why not?"

I shrugged.

"Rory..."

"I just DON'T, all right?" I said, becoming irritated.

"So you're not angry?"

I clenched my fists.

"No!" I said loudly.

"Then why are you yelling?"

I shut my eyes tight & tried to calm my breathing.

"Sorry."

"I didn't ask for an apology."

I clenched my fists as hard as my casts would allow.

"I don't know why I'm yelling."

"You're yelling because you're angry."

"Ok, fucking seriously," I whipped around. "Is this supposed to be some
sort of weirdly easy interrogation technique you learned in some 'stan'
country? 'Cause it's bugging the hell out of me so STOP!"

"Just tell me why you're angry then," he said like it was the easiest
solution to something ever.

"I'M *ALWAYS* LIKE THIS!" I yelled, laughing. "I just AM!! Ok?! Get the
fuck over it!"

Just then, my phone rang in my pocket. I took it out & answered it.

"What?" I said, not even knowing who it was.

"Hiya Rory!" that annoying little fuck chirped over the end of the
line. "Do you—"

"No," I said abruptly & shut my phone. Turning back to Walter, I said , "If
you want a kid to live with who's nice & friendly & warm & generous &
polite, get him," I waved my phone at him. "Otherwise, what you see, &
hear, is what you get with me."

"I'm not looking for a bargain item on a shelf," he said, sounding slightly
offended.

"No kidding," I said as I loaded the last of my shit into the bag. I hauled
it off the bed, walked by Walter & made my way downstairs.

As I walked by the two of them, I couldn't help but laugh at the whole deal
for a moment. My eyes fell on the last picture of Ray & I side by side,
looking happy on the mantle. My laughter stopped. There had only ever been
three of those kinds of pictures. I need something paper to roll one night
several years back (that turned out to be a fairly poor decision) & the
other one I had destroyed the night Caleb had pissed me off over his talk
of believing in a made-up god. This was the last one. Ray had his hand
around my shoulder with the the large, silver Earth from Epcot at Disney
World in the background. I think I was about 11 when we walked into that
photo studio & had the green screen behind us superimposed with the
"Happiest Place on Earth."

I walked over to it, transfixed on such a foreign concept. I stood in front
of the long-unused fireplace & picked up the 99 cent brass frame, feeling
the dust on its outside cushion my fingers just slightly against the metal.

"Hmhm," I chuckled sarcastically to myself. I turned around to face the
three of them & held the picture. Looking at Walter, I said, "He paid me
$20 to smile & look happy ya know." Looking back at me with an awkward
feeling of pity & sadness, I knew Walter was personally torn between siding
with me, his long-exceptionally-lost son, & his best buddy from their days
of service.

Running my fingers over the glass of the frame, looking one last time at
what could have been, I exhaled as I felt the last speck of whatever
potential "comfort" this...house may have ever brought me leave my lungs &
dissolve, unforgiven, into the air in front of me. I pulled my arm back &
launched the whole picture into the stone cold fireplace, hearing the glass
shards bombard every corner like raindrops. The pain in my hands & wrists
was well worth it.

I turned around to finally leave with Walter, but not before I saw Ray's
face turn red with anger.

"You little piece of shit, waste of space," he snarled. "Pick it all up!
NOW!"

"You don't tell me what to do anymore," I said rather flatly. I walked
toward the front door.

Suddenly, Ray stormed toward me, clearly about to clobber me to death with
his bare hands. However, Walter stepped in his way & put a hand on his
chest just in time.

"It's gonna be nice to not be around here anymore," I grinned a bit. "Now
you can finally put a beer bottle to your head & pull the trigger." With
that, I walked to the door & opened it. Before I walked out though, I
turned out to give her one last look. With her eyes still puffy & the last
of her tears running down her somewhat crusty face, she was pleading with
me through her eyes to not just walk out on them like this.

"How's it feel?" I said coldly to her. Before I could see what her response
was, I walked out & shut the door. I headed down the walkway to Walter's
car & got in. I closed my eyes & let my head rest against the back seat. A
minute or two later, I heard him appear from the house. Walter then got in
the car.

"I'll tell you how to get to Caleb's," I said.

"Why don't you just come with me?" he asked, confused.

"Because I wanna be there for a little while before I move in with
you. Plus, it'll give you some time to adjust & get ready for having a
kid," I chuckled.

"Do you really think all of this is funny?"

"I find a lot of things funny. I can't quite fathom how though."

He sighed, letting it go.

We left Ray's house & started towards Caleb's house.

"Thanks for that, by the way," I said to him. "Saying bye WAS just what I
needed." I felt his eyes on me for a moment before he sighed again.

*****

"Well, I hope you like it. I cooked it with a spice that I've never used
before but the lady on tv said it was good," Caleb's mom beamed as she
placed a plate of breaded chicken, freshly cooked green beans, mashed
potatoes & a bowl of corn in front of me.

"Thanks mom," Caleb smiled happily. After she gave him his plates, she went
over to her spot at the dinner table. I started digging in right away,
impressed with how great the food was. The green beans, even though they
were cooked, still had a fresh snap when I bit into them. The corn was
nicely heated in a shallow pool of corn juice or whatever that was. And the
chicken...

"Uhh, Rory?" I heard Caleb's mom say. I looked up. He was holding his mom's
hand, both of them each holding their free hands out to me. "We usually say
thanks before we start eating. Is that ok?" she asked.

I glared at Caleb & said, with a feigned tone, "Oh, well um...I'm not
really usually into the whole...god thing, sorry."

"Well, it doesn't have to be thanks to God, just to whatever forces you
feel blessed you for the food that we're lucky to eat & enjoy," she said
almost too cheerfully. Man, she almost sounded like Betty from school.

"I'd really rather not," I said under my breath.

"Mom, for a little while anyway, while Rory's here, maybe we can just skip
thanks?" Caleb played peacemaker. I looked back to her. She thought about
it for a second & then smiled.

"I suppose that's all right. I don't wanna do anything that makes you
uncomfortable, Rory," she said.

"Thanks," I said.

"You know, next week there's a—" she started but by then I had already
started eating again.

"I think it's time to eat, mom," Caleb giggled.

They chatted away for the rest of the meal while I ate & took second
servings. It was so good I didn't wanna ruin it by talking to these losers.

*****

"Why didn't you tell your mom I don't believe in god? Thanks for the awful
fucking awkward moment before we ate," I said to Caleb while we were up in
his room later that night.

"I dunno. 'Cause it's not usually something that comes up?" he laughed.

"I'm surprised you're not weirder than you already are considering all this
garbage you actually believe in," I said, leaning against his dresser as I
watched him get ready for bed. At fucking 11:00.

"Like I've said before," he turned his head to me, "it's not what you
believe, it's more that you even believe that I think helps a lot of people
when they're feeling upset about something."

"Yeah well not me. That help never exactly came knockin' on my
door. Besides, I prefer to think for myself."

"Yeah? How's that workin' out for ya?" he quipped.

A bit shocked, I turned to him. He looked back at me with the slightest
grin sneaking onto the corner of his lips.

"Caleb Denino being sarcastic? Did hell finally freeze over?"

"I thought you didn't believe in hell," he laughed as he began to take his
clothes off, starting with his shirt.

"I don't. But I sure do love to sin," I said, eying the smooth, creamy skin
of his small stomach & chest.

"Seriously though, I know she was fine with it this time around but I think
it'd make her happy. I'll tell her you're not into it but you should do it
anyway just to humor her," he turned back around to put some other clean
clothes away. I slowly walked up to him.

"Do you think I'd go to hell?" I asked.

"What?" he said, still putting his clothes away.

"I said," I wrapped my fingers around his soft sides & held him as I
whispered in his ear, "do you think I'd go to hell?"

As I inched my body closer to his, I could feel his muscles relax under my
touch. His head lowered a bit as my hands slid over to his front and stuck
their tips down the waistband of his jeans.

"Rory, I dunno about this...my mom is just down the hallway..."

"So?"

"We've never messed around when she was home. I think we should—"

"You still haven't answered my question, Caleb."

"What question?"

"Do you think I'd go to hell?" I sucked on the nape of his smooth neck.

He sighed. From pleasure or annoyance, I don't know.

"It's not up to me who—"

"I didn't ask you to judge me, I asked how you think I would be judged."

I stuck my tongue out lightly & licked the smooth skin on the back of his
neck. I felt him shiver & as I pressed myself against his backside, I knew
he could feel my hardness rubbing the back of his pants.

"I dunno..." he voice shook with excitement. "Depends how you live your
life."

"You know how I live my life," I said as I raised a hand to drag the tips
of my fingers up across his belly, instantly giving him goosebumps. I
grinned as I kissed his neck again, feeling the sensual little bumps.

"Do you...do you think you'd...go to hell?" he groaned quietly as I began
to unbuckle his pants.

I quickly turned him around & looked hungrily right at him.

"Yesss," I whispered as I lunged for his soft lips. Kissing him deeply, I
held his waist with my hands as I pressed my uncomfortably restrained cock
against the front of his pants which were unsurprisingly tented as well. He
looked so cute in his jeans with no shirt on, his taut stomach just calling
out to be licked & rubbed & appreciated...his boyish chest smooth &
kissable. I slid a hand up his back, feeling skin smoother than alabaster
with just the tiniest feeling of dampness. It was arousing to no end as I
shoved my tongue into his mouth, only to feel him return the action. As our
tongues wrestled, gliding wetly back & forth, I kept my hand against the
back of his shoulder while the other one went to his back as well but a
little more south of the border. I dug my hand into his pants, grabbing a
divinely shaped mound of soft, bubbly skin. I pulled him by the butt into
me even more, grinding our erections together as I swayed against him. I
felt him sigh as the friction elicited raw feelings from him. My fingers
were free to roam over any deliciously warm area of his body with no
restrictions.

I felt Caleb's hands come to the front of my own pants, trying to undo them
as he wrapped his tongue around mine. No sooner than after my pants &
boxers were pooled around my feet was Caleb lifting my shirt up over my
head. And now, naked except for my socks, I moved forward to embrace him
again. I couldn't stand to have him in those pants any longer. I quickly
undid them & shoved them off his body.

Feeling our hot, bare bodies slide against each other was exhilarating. Our
breathing deepened as I reached down & gripped his hardness as it pressed
against my own. I felt his body tense & grind into me as I did so, feeling
the cool, slime from his cock head leave a trail across my wrist.

Just then, out of nowhere...a thought tip-toed across my mind. What if
Caleb's mom did walk in on us? It wasn't a feeling I had often, but a small
surge of shame went through me. I mean, I didn't want her to walk in & see
this when she had just made me a great dinner & let me live here for a
while...

But as soon as the feeling came, it went. As Caleb's lips began moving down
my chin, my neck & my torso, I regained my lustful state. I watched his
dark hair move farther down as he knelt in front of me. I grinned as he
submissively held my member with his soft hand, his tongue tentatively
reaching out to drag itself moistly across the underside. As he reached the
tip, he engulfed the entire head into his mouth, cause me to push
forward. I could feel him flood his mouth with hot saliva, churning his
tongue around my cock head sensually. The juicy feel of his tongue tickled
me in the sexiest way ever & as he lifted his mouth off, he continued his
tongue tour, only this time back up the top of my dick. His tongue rolled
over the unusual area back toward my groin. Going slowly, with slight
pressure, he bent my cock downward. The odd feeling felt wonderful & as my
body tensed with delight, I felt his tongue end its world tour or my meat.

Caleb had me move backward so that I was against his bed. I took the hint &
sat down, with him still kneeling in front of me, mouth stuffed with leaky
cock. I leaned back on my elbows as he lifted both of my legs & placed them
over his shoulders. He moaned as he continued to swallow my cock & I
returned the vocals as his vibrations sent waves of pleasure through my
thighs & cock up my spine.

Caleb then got up & leaned to kiss me more. As he pushed, I moved backwards
until he had me against the wooden backboard of his bed frame. It wasn't
awkward by any means, but it was just uncommon for me to ever let anyone
else dominate me. But even though Caleb was the one servicing me, I knew,
we both knew, that he was in control. He was a power bottom. Heh, not many
of those around.

I looked at him in awe as he swung one of his sexy legs over me & straddled
my lap. He didn't sit though. Instead, he had his hips raised just slightly
up so that his balls gently floated across the tip of my hardness. He
playfully swung back & forth, making me shiver & sigh. I reached out to
grab his thighs, wanting him to sit on my cock so that I could fuck him
wildly. But he had other plans. Continuing to hover, he leaned forward &
placed his hands on either side of my head against the backboard.

"I just might decline an invitation from heaven if this gets me a VIP pass
to hell," he grinned as he kissed me passionately.

He lowered his naked body down for a moment, the sensual arch in his back
collapsing as his stuck his succulent round cheeks outward. My whole body
strained, pushing up off the mattress to connect breathlessly with the
silken majesty of his skin as he grinded into me slowly. His body was
capable of the most erotic movements imaginable, and as he moved up some
more, I found myself sucking hungrily at his nipple. The hard nips tickling
my tongue tip as I licked and nibbled at it like a melted pool of candy. My
hands moved back to grip those fine ass cheeks and pull them down on me
again as he flexed and wiggled in slow passionate circles on me.

I held tight to Caleb's buns, kneading them, fascinated with their
simultaneously soft and firm substance. His long hair draped over my face
as he kissed me with tongue, and just as I thought I had experienced
everything that I could possibly handle without floating off of the surface
of the planet...Caleb reached behind him, and took a hold of my
hardness. Still wet with his saliva.

As Caleb moved back, I felt my cock slide forward into the crevice of his
globes. I rubbed it around the area for a moment, letting my juices lube
his skin before I felt the tiniest dip in his skin. Knowing just where that
dip lead, I looked at Caleb in the eye & watched him as he ran his fingers
through my hair...& slowly began to lower his body. For a mere moment, I
felt the hot & tight resistance of his ring keeping me from what I had my
cock set on. But as he eagerly pushed down, I felt a soft pop as the head
of my cock was swallowed up by his scalding, moist insides. My whole body
felt like it was on fire as he sighed softly & lowered his body further,
the feverish & wet flesh of his body gliding like sweet lava down my shaft.

In no time, Caleb had buried the rest of me in his warmth. He flexed his
muscles a few times, attempting to suck even more of my cock up into him to
put pressure of his prostate, which I could tell I hit when I grabbed his
hips tighter & pushed up into him. The look on his face, the seeding string
of drool on the verge of cascading from his mouth & the guttural groan from
his throat said it all. He closed his eyes as I arched my back & pushed up
farther into him, the wiry hairs of my crotch scratching immediately at
where my cock entered him.

The butter soft mounds of Caleb's ass cushioned my lap. As the most
pleasurable pain of forcing myself not cum to washed over me, Caleb's
hardness began to gently bob up & down as he lifted himself up & returned
to my member. Sinking into rhythm, I decided to allow Caleb to do all the
work, which he didn't exactly seem displeased about. Gripping my shoulders,
he leaned forward to lean his forehead against mine as he began to lift &
lower himself more quickly each time. Every time he came up, I could feel
him squeezing my throbbing cock with his ass muscles, milking me non-stop
as I drooled precum into his innards.

As he started to really pick up speed, I grabbed him higher up along the
waist & held him as he impaled himself on me over & over again. I leaned up
& pressed my lips against his. Wrapping my arms around his back & pulling
him to me, I felt him shift his legs, allowing him to now push himself
using his hips rather than his legs. I began to gasp for air when I pulled
away from his lips & began to kiss him neck aggressively. Sucking, licking
& gently biting, this boy was going to have quite the nasty hickey in the
morning. A badge of my appreciation to mark him for the next couple days.

"Ohhh man..." I heard him whisper next to my ear as I let his cheeks crash
down onto me repeatedly. I felt a wet coolness on my lower belly & as I
looked down, I could see Caleb was spraying my pubes, & now my stomach,
with his precum which was flying everywhere. I wiped one of my hands
through the gunk & lifted it to his mouth. Sticking my middle finger in his
mouth, I began to thrust my hips up to meet his, grunting as I watched him
close his eyes & suck erotically on my finger. He closed his eyes & began
to whimper with a girlish squeal as he swirled his tongue around my finger,
tasting his own juices against my skin. It was so erotic that him sucking
my finger became the deciding factor for my body to say that soon was the
time to cum.

I closed my eyes & I began stabbing Caleb's ass with my prick more
aggressively, wanting to breed his bare ass with my seed. Running my hands
over his light skin, I softly ran my fingernails over Caleb's sides,
causing him to gasp. As he fucked himself faster & faster, Caleb sucked my
finger harder & harder. All of a sudden, I felt his mouth leave my finger &
smash itself against my own. As we wildly kissed, I felt Caleb's rhythm
subtly change. He was close to cumming, I could feel it. I quickly reached
down to his cock & grabbed it. Jerking it quickly was easy since the whole
area was nearly drenched with precum. I felt him groan loudly into my mouth
as he desperately grabbed to hang onto something, which turned out to be my
arms. With a gasp, the boy's body froze on mine & jerked slightly as he
gripped my lower arms tightly. A little too tightly, even through my casts.

"Uhhn...." he sighed into our kiss as I felt ropes of hot cum blast all
over my stomach & chest. A few shots managed to make their way up to my
neck. It felt like he really needed that.

I, however, still needed to cum.

As Caleb's body relaxed & began to cool down, I continued to fuck him,
feeling his quickly limping body bounce up & down on me. His head slumped
down next to mine.

"Rory, that feels sooo good," he sighed.

I slide my arms under his & held onto him by the back of his shoulders. I
quickened my pace drastically so that now, I was fucking up into his mere
body like a man possessed. Grunting as somewhat quietly as I could, I felt
Caleb's dripping cock recede off my stomach, leaving a gooey trail of his
cum linking the tip of his head to my naval. Looking down at it, Caleb had
a wicked grin on his face. Doing what I had done, he wiped a fair share of
his cum from my stomach onto his index finger & stuck it in my mouth. I
could suddenly see why it had turned him on so much. I sensually sucked his
finger as I bent my body up to dig my cock as far into him. I gyrated my
hips, over & over again, my hands holding Caleb tightly by the back as he
slouched over me completely. I loved the idea of fucking someone who at
this point was basically just a breathing rag doll.

I continued to swallow his finger, letting it dart in & out of the back of
my throat. Feeling the cum in my balls begin to boil, I spasmodically
started to wrap my legs around Caleb's, tangling them together as if my
body were trying to force each other into one being.

I began huffing quickly & feeling that beautiful feeling wash over me. I
sunk my entire length into Caleb's hole as I pulled his body down onto me,
the warm, wet skin of us mashing together sexually & giving me what, up to
that point, was truly the most mind-blowing cum of my life. I stifled my
groans as my eyes shut tight & my cock flooded Caleb with thick streams of
juice. My rod pulsed over & over against as my orgasm rushed through me. I
felt my skin tingle everywhere.

"Gahhh," I grunted as I pushed more into him. After the initial wave, I
breathed & allowed myself to enjoy the final remaining spurts of semen into
Caleb's flawless bottom.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door!

"Caleb? I brought you some extra towels for Rory," his mom said on the
other side of the door. Without warning the door started to open! "I wasn't
sure if you—"

"MOM GET OUT!" Caleb's voice squealed as he grabbed a nearby clock radio &
beamed it at the door. "Rory's showing me a...a..tattoo on his butt!" He
turned to me & shrugged out of confusion.

"Oh. Well, all right then. I'll leave these by the door. Have a good night
boys!"

"Night!" we said in unison.

When we were sure she had left, we looked at each other, still breathing
heavily. At the same time, a grin broke across both our faces & we started
laughing together.

"Now that would have been awkward," Caleb giggled.

"Eh. I could have bent over just in time to show you my ass which does have
a tattoo...but I dunno how we could've explained YOUR lack of clothes," I
laughed.

Caleb chuckled at my joke & as he did so, I looked up into his soft, blue
eyes. I reached up & ran a hand through his damp hair, coming to rest on
his cheek.

"You're a pretty good lookin' kid ya know," I said quietly.

"Thanks," he grinned bashfully. I had to the urge to pull him down to me &
kiss him gently. As I did, I noted that I had never really had the urge
to...just kiss someone. For me, kissing was the first step to sex & nothing
more. I had seen it too many times used by people to show off their
obnoxious infatuation for each other in public. And I had always believed
that. Until right now in this moment. For some reason, I held Caleb softly
in my arms as I gently kissed him, our tongues angelically hugging with
each other in the most non-sexual way you could imagine.

"Wow," he said, pulling back & looking at me. "Never pictured you to
be—"

"Into kissing like this? Yeah I know."

"I was gonna say sort of submissive during sex," he smiled.

"Oh, heh," I laughed. "Yeah well usually I'm more dominant."

"I guess I'm just special then," he whispered playfully as he pressed his
nose against mine.

As Caleb rolled over next to me, I continued my gaze up toward the ceiling,
thinking.

Why was I suddenly going soft for Caleb? I'd had sex with tons of guys. And
afterwards I had certainly never had the urge to just lay there with
them. Was this what was meant by people when they said they had "feelings"
for someone? Did I have "feelings" for Caleb?

No. I liked Trent. Trent & I clicked on everything. We just GOT each other.

And yet I still never wanted to just lay there & kiss Trent AFTER sex...

I felt Caleb roll & cuddle into my side as he yawned, tired.

"Hey Rory?" he yawned out.

"Yeah?" I replied, subconsciously moving my arm under him to hold him to me
while I ran my fingers through his bangs.

"I hope you stay here for a while," he nestled his face into my chest which
still had bubbles of his cum quickly drying on my skin. "This is gonna be
so much fun."

"Yeah well even if that's somehow true, I'm moving in with Walter
eventually."

"Do you have any idea when?" he looked up at me.

I shook my head. "Nah. Whenever his house is Rory-proofed & when I'm ready
to move in. Could be a few months maybe."

"Good. 'Cause I think my mom & I are gonna like having you around," he said
as he wrapped one of his legs with mine.

"Same here, kid," I whispered with a smile.

"Night."

In no time, the annoying little fucker was lightly snoring on my chest. I
was up for a little while longer, thinking. At this point, those...weird,
giddy feelings were gone. In their wake were questions as to what the hell
was so different about Caleb from any other boy I've banged that would make
me think I was in lo.....developing feelings for him? I couldn't tell you.

That aside, it was also odd knowing now that I no longer lived with Uncle
Ray. Walter was kind, generous & warm. It'd be weird getting used to living
in a household like that for a bit. It just so happened that an added bonus
was the lack of sluts wanting to be bestest friends with me. At the same
time however...Walter had made it abundantly clear that he wanted me & her
to become close, if not remarkably civil. Well, more me to her. But I had
also made it abundantly clear that I wasn't interested. She lost her chance
long ago & I wasn't about to clear her conscience for her.

But for now, I closed my eyes. My new, temporary life living with the
Denino's would start the next day. And I wanted to see what I was in for.


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