Date: Tue, 20 Apr 2010 06:56:27 -0700 (PDT) From: Shadow <darkshadowcasting84@yahoo.com> Subject: Under The Moonlit Sky, Chapter 3 This story contains scenes of love and sexual interaction between two or more adult males. If the reading this material is illegal in your country, state, province, county, municipality, etc., please leave this site immediately and do not proceed further. If you are under the legal age to read this, please do not do so. The author retains all copyright, and rights to this original story. You may not publish it or any part of it without explicit permission from me and me only! This story is completely fictional in every way and places and characters mentioned, DO NOT exist in real life. Feel free to email me with comments or suggestions at darkshadowcasting84@yahoo.com Special thanks to my editor Nate. Thanks For Reading! Under the Moonlit Sky Chapter 3 Chezney When I woke up Dominic was gone. He always tends to disappear like that. I used to ask him where he was going, but he started to get all in a huff about it; so I just let him be now. More than likely he is talking a walk in the woods; it's a beautiful day outside. Sun shining and not a cloud in sight. I got out of bed, not caring about anyone seeing me naked and headed downstairs to start making breakfast. Dominic I finally got away to get my fix. My buddy, Jason, met me out by the creek and gave me a couple pills. I know Chezney will be wondering where I am, but he tends to let me be after what happened the last time. I figure he will still be sleeping when I walk through the back door to the kitchen. "Morning Chezzy." I love waking up in the morning seeing his beautiful, sculpted body. "What's for breakfast?" "You're favorite, eggs, bacon and toast. He said smiling, with a grin on his face. "My favorite is you." I walked over towards him wrapping my arms around him, placing my hands on his hips, slowing moving them around to his butt cheeks squeezing them. I started to massage then letting my tongue gaze across his neck. "Now that's what I call breakfast." "You're a mess Domi. He said grinning ear to ear, leaning back to kiss my cheek, and turned back to the stove to continue cooking. I disappeared back outside, taking a seat in the lounge chair. I took out the pill bottle and took two pills of this stuff we like to call Z. They mellow me out, while giving me a great high without Chezney noticing anything. Chezney I finished making breakfast and went upstairs to put on a pair of shorts. I didn't bother putting on any underwear because I know Dominic likes to make surprise butt calls. As I went back downstairs, I saw Dominic sitting outside and I just stood there staring at him for a while. He is so beautiful, but in the light you can really tell how skinny he has gotten. But what could I say he was my Domi and he will always be. I walked outside, back into the kitchen, grabbing our plates and sat them down on the patio table. "Breakfast is served babe." He opened his eyes and looked up at me. They seemed to be a bit spaced out, then again that the way Domi's eyes always looked. They always seemed to be a bit spaced out. "Chez are you going to eat your own cooking? Should I be scared?" He said laughing a bit, I didn't even realize I was just sitting there starting at him. I nonchalantly picked up my fork and started nibbling at my food. "You should eat more." "I eat just fine Chezzy." I didn't say anything for a while, but he was really starting to worry me. "Domi, you know I love you, I'm just worried-" "I'm fine Chezney! Nothing to worry about." I knew he was getting angry and I should have ended the conversation there. But I was stubborn. I knew Dominic has a temper and I knew what I was getting into. "Dominic, have you looked at yourself lately. You are as thin as a bean pole. Your eyes are dark and sunk in, your skin even looks strange. Do you need help? Are you anorexic or something? Whatever it is, let me help you. I hate seeing you like this. "Chezney, drop this right now. I'm fine." He had such edge in his voice. Anger, sadness. He was gripping his fork and I knew he was holding back, but I needed to try to get through to him, whatever it was that was going on with him. "No Domi." Dominic Even with the drugs, it was often sometimes hard to control my rage. The second I black out, I lose control of all my sense of myself. All I remember was seeing Chezney on the concrete ground. There was a bit of blood coming from his lip, he was shaking, crying. I hated myself. Bad enough I'm an addict, bad enough I sleep with other men behind his back. But how could I let myself hit him again. I walked over to him and help him up off the ground. Fixing his ruffled hair, I grabbed his hand walking him to the bathroom to clean him up. He never says a word after I hit him. None of the many times I have. Not until I speak first. But this time I did not want to speak. Instead as always I took him back to the bedroom and made love to him. Even though I know he didn't want to make love to me back. Author's Note: Chapter 4 will be posted this week as well so make sure you check back.