Dark Little Town: The Beginning II

Dark Little Town: The Beginning
Part 2

“What do you mean you want to start playing together again? I thought we called our Rock Star days a failed experiment and moved on?” Heath sounded annoyed when Tyler called him up a few weeks after Dylan Montgomery had left town. “Why bring this up again? Especially now, so close to getting our degrees. Christ. Why do you always have this urge to fuck things up when we’re so close to achieving something.”
“I think it would be fun,” Tyler shrugged. “I mean, wouldn’t it be fun to move to New York and –”
“Wait, did you say move? To New York?”
“Yeah. You always said you wanted to get out of this hick town, and now I’m proposing we do it. Just me, you, and Jordan.”
“Jordan has already agreed to this?”
“He says that he’ll do it if you do it.”
“Fuck. You’re not really giving me much of a choice then are you? Damn it.”
And a few months later, the trio were on the airwaves across the nation, the new heartthrobs of the American public.
“So, what do you think of our first tour?”
“I can’t believe that just because MTV says we’re good that millions of people are flooding into stadiums to see us and hear you blather about unrequited love.”
“Hey, maybe next tour they can hear you blather.”
“Fuck you, you know I don’t sing.”
“You have a very nice voice,” Jordan spoke up from behind his curtain where he had been trying to read in peace, but was finding very little luck. “So shut about it. You heard anything from Dylan, Tyler?”
“No. I tried to call him, but his Aunt said that she couldn’t give me his number in New York. Apparently, according to all of the rag-mags, he’s in California for the summer rubbing elbows with Hollywood elite.”
“Nice. You going to try and get a hold of him when tour is over?”
“I don’t know,” Tyler shrugged. “Maybe.”
“Well, you know if you need anything in that department, Heath is around,” Jordan pushed back his curtain to cast a look at Heath.
“Fuck you,” Heath scoffed.
“No, no. Leave me me out of it. If I’m in a threesome I’d like at least one woman to be involved.” Jordan shook his head.
“You are such an ass.”
“Hey, I’m just pointing out the obvious. You constantly pushed him away in high school to the point where only inducement from drugs and alchohol would get you to sleep with him, but now that you don’t worry what your parents will think, since you’ve moved out, I know you’ve slept with your fair share of guys since Graduation.”
“Aw, is he telling the truth, Heath? I’m not your one and only anymore?”
“Honey, you were never my one-and-only.”
“That’s not true! I was your first and only until sophomore year and you know it.”
“And we did it how many times in that two year gap?”
“Individual times or days when we did it multiple times?”
“There is a difference?”
“Well, before you slept with Tonya Sleuth, we did it three times after my parent’s died, six times the weekend that Miranda let us camp out in the backyard, and twice when you came back from Band Camp.”
“Right…that was the weekend you realized you were a Top.”
“Yeah, after having you pounding into my ass, I figured it was time I finally took a shot at it.”
“Whoa, I really didn’t need to know that about you guys, thanks.” Jordan started to slide his curtain closed again, going back to his book.
“God, you remember the first time I fucked you from behind? I was so fucking nervous. I thought I was going to seriously hurt you.”
“Not using any lube was probably stupid, but hey, we were fifteen and didn’t know any better. Besides, it felt good in the end.”

Later at the hotel, Heath wasn’t surprised when Tyler knocked at his door, looking for some action.
“I thought we agreed that this wasn’t going to become a ‘thing’, Ty.” Heath let him into the hotel room, closing the door behind him and leaning against it as Tyler went for the mini-bar.
“We aren’t. I just…I need you,” Tyler shrugged, not looking at him. “I need my life to return to normal after this whole stupid Dylan-thing.”
“So I’m your normalcy?”
“Yeah, I guess you are. Lucky you, huh?”
“Yeah, lucky me,” Heath nodded.
“So, are we going to do it, or what?”
“Ty, is sex the only reason you come and find me each night? We’ve been on tour for two weeks now and besides the nights we spend on the bus, you’re always here looking for this. Isn’t there something more that you want?”
“No, not really, just you.” Tyler shrugged, finally deciding on a tiny bottle of gin from the bar. “You want some?”
“No. I’ve had enough alcohol-induced sex with you to last a couple of lifetimes. I like remembering the night before, don’t you?”
“I always remember the night before –ugh, gin is disgusting.”
“I could have told you that…but you didn’t ask.”
Tyler screwed the cap back on and replaced it in the fridge, “So, you didn’t answer me.”
Heath nodded, “I know I didn’t. I think we should just talk first.”
“What about?” Tyler asked, sitting down on the couch, patting the cushion next to him for Heath to join him.
“Talking earlier about when we were kids –teenagers. Were you really in love with me in high school, Tyler?”
Tyler shrugged, “I guess I was, but after we did coke that last time and you went off on me, I guess I gave up on you. Then I found Dylan and it was okay that our love was unrequited because I had this new guy that it didn’t matter how he felt about me because we had a good time together.”
“And what about now?”
“Now I realize how stupid and ridiculous it is to fall in love because I will always find a way to fuck it up, because I never realize in time that I am in love.”
“But how do you feel about me now?” Heath shook his head, “Do you still have feelings for me or am I just convenient fuck-buddy for you once in awhile?”
“Look, I like to stick to what I know.” Tyler shrugged, “I love you, but not like I used to. I don’t have that sick passion anymore. I like to be with you, and around you, but I don’t feel the frenzy anymore when I look at you.”
“…Are you saying that I don’t turn you on?”
“Of course you do! You just…have to work at it now. It’s not instantaneous anymore.”
“I thought something between us had changed,” Heath’s voice was slightly teasing, but he was completely serious. Something had been changing about when they were together. For one thing, remembering all of what had happened the next morning was different. They didn’t smoke before or after. The sensations of being together were different –not dulled or hightened by a high. He realized the first time they were together after starting the band that doing it with Tyler-Now was very different from Tyler-14-Years-Old or Tyler-In-High-School. Tyler-Now knew wha we was doing, how he wanted to go about doing it, and all of it without any petty games.
“What’s the matter, Heath?” Tyler broke him out of his day dream. “Are you falling for me like you never did in high school?”
“Of course not,” Heath scoffed loudly. “I’m with you for the sex –just like you want, right?”
“Yeah, sure.”
“Well, do you want something more?”
“You always told me that you couldn’t be my boyfriend. That’s OK by me,” Tyler shrugged.
“No, it’s not okay. You hate that.”
“No, really. I shouldn’t start a relationship with you. Not until I know that Dylan is really, honestly done with me.”
“I think it was safe to say that he was done with you three months ago. Tyler, he put a restraining order on you, changed his phone number, disappeared to California for the summer…”
“It doesn’t mean we won’t work it out. We were getting off to a good start, Heath.”
“Sure, whatever.” Heath shook his head. “Maybe you should just go? I’m tired and we’re pulling out early tomorrow morning. We should both get some sleep.”
“You’re pissed at me now aren’t you?” Tyler pulled himself up from the couch. “You were hoping I felt that way about you, even after a year apart?”
“I never had any expectations from you. Any other night, I’d be more then happy to fuck your brains out but tonight I’m too tired. I don’t have the energy. Maybe tomorrow –a nice blowjob on the bus or something. Would that make you happy?”
“The question is Heath, would that make you happy.”
“I’m the one that offered it, aren’t I? Just ‘cause I’m not interested in sodomizing you right now doesn’t mean I’m not open to a little service-job.”
“Oh my god, that would make the greatest innuendo for a song ever! You are so clever,” Tyler wrapped his arms around Heath’s waist.
“Flattery will get you no where. I stand by what I said – get out of my room so I can go to sleep. You’re stressed out, that’s why you’re so fucking horny all the time.” Heath pushed his hands away, moving from him towards the bedroom. “Don’t let the door hit your ass on the way out.”

That night, Heath dreamed of being fourteen again, almost as though he were relieving a moment of his childhood. He and Tyler had just kipped down in the tent in the Norse’s backyard. They were naked, the cool night air coming in through the partially unzipped window felt icy against their hot skin. Heath was straddling Tyler’s hips, their groins teasing each other as they kissed and groped. Tyler’s fingers raked through Heath’s hair, forcing their mouths together roughly until Heath’s palms against his chest made him break away.
“I want to fuck you. For real,” Heath added. “I think we’re ready to go…all the way. Anally.”
“I don’t know…we don’t have any…stuff.”
“What do you mean?” Heath furrowed his eyebrows.
“ You know, like lube or something.”
“What the fuck does that matter? Want to have sex with you, Ty! We’ll make it work. Jeez, now you’re making me nervous.”
Tyler laughed, “Let’s just kiss some more.”
“I’m sick of kissing you. We kiss all the time and since…since the first time we started this, we’ve only jerked of together on the weekends or talked smutty to each other on the phone,” Heath pressed his lips to Tyler’s for a moment, trying to relay all of the frustration he was feeling through his lips. “I want more. Don’t you want more, Tyler? Don’t you…don’t you want to know what it feels like to have someone inside you?”
“Heath, we’ve never really done anything…anally. Can we just jump from jerking off, blowing each other, and rubbing our pricks together to shoving them up each other’s butts?”
“You say that like its dirty. I think it sounds amazing,” His breath was warm against Tyler’s ear and neck. “I’ll bet you’re really tight and warm. The sexiest little moans and grunts would pass your lips…” Heath shifted downward, putting his mouth around his best friend’s member, swirling his tongue around the tip.
“Okay,” Tyler nodded. “But if you hurt me, I’m taking retribution.”
“I look forward to it,” He grinned and slapped Tyler’s thigh lightly. “Turn over.”
“On my stomach?”
“On your knees. I need to… you know, get you ready.”
“I…I dunno. You’re gonna use your mouth?”
“Well I’m certainly not going to waste an ejaculation on loosening your ass,” Heath shook his head. “Now c’mon, before I loose my nerve.”
Tyler flinched as Heath’s tongue touched his backside and his friend’s fingers squeezed his cheeks, spreading them apart before they moved to his hips.
“Oh jesus…fucking Christ…” Tyler groaned loudly as one of Heath’s hands dipped down to fondle him, “Oh…what?”
“It’s just one finger, relax.” Heath pressed his mouth to his ass before he continued to probe one finger, then two, dampened with saliva.
“Okay,” Heath squeezed Tyler’s hips, lapping his tongue along his crevice one more time, “I’m going for it. Are you ready?”
“If you’re hard, I’m ready.” Tyler nodded, taking in a sharp breath as Heath started to push inside. “Fuck…no, stop.”
“Relax…Ty, relax dude. Like you did when it was just my fingers. It’s the same thing, just…thicker, longer.”
Tyler nodded, “I’m trying, really.”
Heath’s lips pressed against his shoulder before he moved to kiss him, coaxing out Tyler’s tongue before position himself again, “You’re to excited. When you get hot, your muscles contract. Relax, like you’re going to the bathroom.”
“That’s disgusting!”
“It’s what you have to do! I’m in like two inches Tyler!”
“It hurts, let’s just stop.”
“We’re this far. I want you to know how amazing you are… Let me in,” Heath continued to push inside, listening to Tyler’s little moans of pain and excitement until he was fully inside. His arms wrapped around Tyler’s waist. “Shh…I’m inside you. It wasn’t so bad, right? It feels good.”
Tyler panted a little before giving a sharp nod, “Yeah.”
“Okay, I’m going to pull out, just a little to loosen you up,” He kissed him again. “Then, if you’re ready, I’m going to really ride you.”
“You want to hear me scream, don’t you?”
“I want to hear anything that passes your lips when I fuck you,” Heath pushed against him softly at first. As he pushed back inside, Tyler was quiet laying his head on his arms and closing his eyes to focus on the mass that was violating him. He barely noticed as Heath began to take longer, harder strokes, forcing him to rock forward with each thrust.
“I’m going…uh…fuck…” Heath’s breath was caught and he shuddered, thrusting harder, shorter strokes. Tyler moaned as he felt Heath erupt inside him before he collapsed over him, a slight squelching sound as he slipped out of him and he rolled away, panting. Tyler shifted on his side, scooting closer, “You aren’t done yet, so you better not be tired.”
“You want to try it?” Heath let his head loll to the side. “It’s…it’s good.”
“Not yet,” Tyler shook his head. “I want your mouth. Your hands. I want all of it.” He rolled on top of Heath, “You got me so close fucking me like that, but you came to soon. You kept hitting just the right spot, over and over again…”
“We can try again in about twenty minutes,” Heath grinned.
“Tomorrow –we’ll go the drugstore and get some KY or something and do it right. I liked it,” Tyler nodded. “But I…I want to fuck your mouth.”
Heath pulled himself up into a sitting position, “O—” he hadn’t even gotten the chance to finish his agreement before Tyler thrust into his mouth, holding his head over the entire length of his cock. Heather let Tyler force his mouth over his member, his tongue curling with thrust.
“Suck down hard,” Tyler requested, his hands on Heath’s face. He grunted, pushing Heath back down, forcing himself over his face. “Fuck…I’m…uh…oh…” He convulsed and Heath tried not to choke as Tyler’s come joined his cock in his already full mouth. He groaned, pushing on Tyler’s knees, then his stomach.
“I’m sorry…are you okay?”
“Well, I suppose if I have to suffocate I guess I would like it to be because your cock was in my mouth, blocking my airway.” Heath turned to couch up a puddle of come. “Jesus.”
“I’m still horny,” Tyler sighed. “Empty, but horny.” He stretched out, laying next to Heath, just the sides of their bodies touching.
Heath was silent before he shifted to his side, leaning on his elbow, “What was it like having someone inside of you like that?”
“Interesting,” Tyler shrugged. “Very full, like you didn’t belong there, but eventually it got to be…really nice, and good. I dunno. Everyway I think of describing it sounds like a bad porn or something.”
Heath smiled, “I guess you’ll have to do it to me some day.”
“I think I’ll let you perfect it first. It’s still a little strange.”

“Wake up!” Tyler had found a way into Heath’s room and was thinking up creative ways to pull him out of bed. “I’ll fuck you. I’m sure what with being unconscious and everything that I wouldn’t have a problem –eh!” Heath pulled him down next to him.
“Shut up. What time is it?”
“A little after six,” Tyler shrugged. “We’ve got time if you wanna…you know.”
“Guess what I dreamed about last night,” Heath whispered in his ear.
“Something hot?” Tyler brushed his finger tips over Heath’s morning hard-on. “Did you have a wet dream about me?”
“Close,” Heath smiled. “It was good…sexy. You were adorable.”
“So you forgive me for last night?” Tyler asked, his fingers moving under the waistband of Heath’s boxers, kissing his bare chest.
“Enough to fuck, if you’re interested,” Heath’s eyes were only half open as he pressed a soft kiss to Tyler’s lips. “However, I don’t know if I’m awake enough for it.”
“Never-the-less…tell me about your dream. That will wake you up,” Tyler’s fingers tightened around his friend’s member, making soft strokes as he nuzzled closer.
“I dreamed we were fourteen again, in your backyard, in the tent,” Heath hummed. “And you let me fuck you for the first time and afterwards you were to nervous to try it yourself, but it didn’t stop you from almost suffocating me with your dick.”
“I got away from myself…” Tyler shrugged. “It was an accident.”
“It was like I could feel your dick pushing down my throat with every thrust,” Heath groaned, rolling over on top of him, pulling Tyler’s hands up above his head. “Hmm, I see you’re up this morning.”
“You’re heavy,” Tyler teased.
“If my weight bothered you, we wouldn’t have started fooling around,” Heath nipped at his neck. “Don’t be in such a rush either. I’m not done telling you about my dream.”
“Ah, of course,” Tyler draped his arms over Heath’s shoulders. “Tell me more.”
“My favorite part was when you asked me to stop. It was so sweet,” Heath leaned back for a moment to tug Tyler’s pants down and reciprocating him for the start he’d given him. “But I convinced you to keep going.”
“I remember. You started out slow and then you just pulled out deeper and thrust in harder,” Tyler leaned up, kissing him, his hand going down to his member. “Do it again. Just like we did the first time. I’ll use that same pleading little voice,” He made a gasping noise, “Oh Heath, stop! It hurts so much, please, don’t go any deeper,” He licked his lips, and raised an eyebrow. “And you’ll hum softly in my ear and tell me to relax and that it will feel so good once you’re in all of the way. Then, when you start really fucking me, you’ll reach around me and jerk me off, making loud grunts and just say ‘fuck, fuck, shit…oh god…’ over and over in my ear.”
“You are so dirty,” Heath shook his head, leaning back and taking his hands away from Tyler’s body, and turning to get up off of the bed, going for the bathroom.
“Heath…what? Where are you going? We weren’t finished.”
“Go take a cold shower,” Heath tossed over his shoulder. “I know that’s what I’ll be doing.”
“Let me take it with you,” Tyler pulled his pants back on over his hips before following, just narrowly squeezing into the bathroom before Heath was able to close the door. “Let me…please?”
“Ty, I need to get ready so we can leave. Check out is in like an hour, and if we sit here and fool around—”
“It’ll take me ten minutes to make both of us happy.” Tyler argued, pulling his shirt off and tossing it aside before stepping closer to push Heath’s boxers off. “If we just stand really close together and kiss…touch…we’ll be coming in no time. The way you feel against me makes me hard,” He kissed him again, his hands going to push away the last of his own clothes. “I don’t need to have a dick in my ass to have a good time, or vice versa.”
“I know you don’t, trust me. I know that very well.” Heath shook his head, “But not this morning, okay? Maybe…maybe tomorrow when we’re in Vegas.”
“Why wait and do tomorrow what you can do today?” Tyler’s lips were on his again, an urgent wanting made very apparent even before he even breathily opened his mouth to speak again. “I want you, right here, right now, in any way that you’ll have me.”
Heath sighed, turning away for a moment to turn on the water in the shower. When he turned back, Tyler had dropped to his knees and brought his mouth to his best friend’s member. Heath gasped for a moment, his hands going to Tyler’s shoulders, “Jesus! What the fuck are you doing?”
Tyler raised an eyebrow, but didn’t take the time to respond, continuing to bestow one of the best blow jobs that Heath had ever experienced.
“Jesus, where the fuck did you learn this? Oh…fuck,” He grabbed the edge of the sink, leaning back against it and closing his eyes as he emptied into Tyler’s waiting mouth. “Ah….shit. I’m sorry.”
“Why are you apologizing? You did exactly what I wanted you to do,” Tyler lapped at Heath’s softened member before standing and draping his arms over Heath’s shoulders again and kissing him, sharing a bit of come with him from his tongue.
“I hate it when you do that,” Heath shook his head. “I can’t…I won’t reciprocate, Tyler.”
Tyler shrugged, “Your loss then. I got really hard doing that. I’m so close,” one hand slid down Heath’s arm to his hand, bringing it between his legs, “you don’t even have to put your mouth there. Just touch me.”
“Jesus Christ, Tyler…” Heath shook his head.
“Religion has nothing to do with this, stop bringing up Jesus.”
“Let go of my hand,” Heath requested.
“I kind of like it right where it is,” Tyler’s eyes closed, and he pressed his forehead to Heath’s shoulders, pushing his hips closer, making a low moan in the back of his throat and he moved their hands away to push up closer to Heath, blindly finding his lips as he came.
“Fuck, Tyler.” Heath sighed, waiting at least until he had finished before he pushed him away. “Did you have to get us both covered in it, you asshole.”
Tyler laughed, stroking himself for the last of his come before he turned on the sink, washing his hands and picking up a washcloth to clean himself off, “You could have just cooperated with me, and then it wouldn’t have been so bad –don’t wash it off yet.”
“You said ten minutes, you’ve had it, and we’re both spent, so get out of my room.”
“I love you say that…spent. Like sex is money…”
“Get out,” Heath sighed, stepping over the edge of the tub and underneath the hot water.
“Fine, I’ll go…but I won’t stop pestering you. We still have a month and half left of tour, and we’ll find each other again. Maybe you’ll be willing next time and maybe you won’t, but I’ll have you either way.”
“I know,” Heath leaned against the back of the shower, letting water cascade over him. “It’s just the way you are.”
“That’s right, it is. I’ll see you on the bus.”
“Yeah,” Heath nodded, even though Tyler couldn’t see him. The door creaked open and Tyler paused.
“Heath?”
“Yeah?”
“I like being with you, even if I don’t love you as anything more then my friend.”
“I know.”