Eclipse Of The Moon ~ Book 1 of Aaron
Chapter 17
Aaron 2.0

Sunday 20 October 2002

Euphoria: State of extreme happiness and self-confidence, sometimes more than is reasonable in a particular situation. One that is groundless, disproportionate to its cause, or inappropriate to one's life situation.

I feel euphoric as I step out of the shower and wipe myself dry. This elation is limitless and maybe too much with regards to what my current condition is, but I am too far gone into my resolve to let anything reasonable dampen my enthusiasm. Aaron 1.0 spent seventeen years bearing with his family's rigidity and archaism, complying with all their strict rules and pretending to be someone he wasn't. He lived under the oppression of a stringent and authoritative father, of a submissive mother whose faith is more important than anything else, and among siblings who followed their parents' path.

Aaron 2.0 is not going to take any of that, no matter what will happen. I don't care if my father yells at me or even beats me, there is not much more he can do, and he will tire before I do. I won't go to church anymore, I won't pray anymore, and I will date guys as much as I want to.

When I walk out of the bathroom and cross the corridor to my bedroom, I hear the sound of a muffled but agitated conversation downstairs. Probably my mother ratting out on me to my father.

Good! Tell him, Mom!

I don't even try to decipher their words and instead, I lock myself in my room, where I throw my PJs in a corner with the towel I had wrapped around my waist, before I pull more clothes from my drawers that I scatter around the room to decide on what I am going to wear. Now, this is a pretty mess after a couple of minutes! A pretty mess that looks like me!

I eventually decide on black briefs and socks, an old pair of fitted jeans my mother had trashed some time ago because of the hole at the knee – but that I had saved secretly – and one of the rare black tee-shirts I have. Out of habit, I had put my comforter at the window to air it like I am supposed to do, so I grab it back and discard it on my bed any old way. Just as I am about to put more mess, the handle of my door starts shaking before my father's voice echoes from behind.

"Aaron, open that door! I need to talk to you!" he orders firmly.

Well, I can hear you through the door, Dad, so go ahead and spill the beans!

In fact, I just ignore him and go lie down on my bed with a smug smile that he can't see, but that's fine. I don't mind.

"Aaron! What are you doing in there?"

"Jacking off! Leave me alone!" I reply in a serious tone, containing a chuckle.

"AARON!!! OPEN THAT DOOR!!" he yells, banging on the poor wooden door. He insists a bit more, but quickly gives up. "You and I will have a conversation when you get out, Aaron! And you'd better be ready by 10 to go the mass!"

"I won't go!"

"This is Sabbath day, you must go to church, Aaron!"

"Well, I won't!" I deadpan with heavy sarcasm.

"So you think! But trust me it won't take me long before I open that door!" he promises with determination before he goes away.

Unless he breaks the door open, I don't see how he could manage as long as the key is inside the lock on my side. Unless he has fun dismantling the hinges... In any case, I don't intend to wait here and see what happens, so I put on my hoodie and open my window very slowly in order to avoid making it creak. Once on the lower roof, leaving the window barely an inch open, I move further to the right side since my bedroom is just above the dining room where they must be having breakfast now, and use the other gutter to climb down.

Unfortunately, I hadn't seen the metal bin sitting there and the damn object makes some noise when it falls over. The window of the dining room opens, and I see my mother's head pop out, eyes wide open.

"Aaron!!! Where are you going? It's almost time to go to church!" she screams as I dart off and pass in front of her.

"AARON!!!!" I hear my father's growl too, but I ignore them both and run to the street, my heart beating like crazy in my chest.

Oh shit! I'm probably in fucking trouble but I don't care. I'll deal with the consequences! I stop in the park to catch my breath, laughing like a maniac at what I just did. Damn! I would have never dared something like this before, but it feels so good!

After about ten minutes, I begin to wonder what I am going to do. It's only 9:30 and too early to go to Joshua's place. Mark's parents might still be sleeping since they probably worked late last night, so I don't want to disturb them. My first idea is to go to Camden's, but his mother might still be sleeping too, as well as Sony, so in the end, I decide to first go and visit Danny.

I know his parents work on Sundays and he is probably awake. The closer I get to his house, the more excited I get. My lack of sex or at least jerk-off over the past week is hitting me right now, and I wouldn't be against a blowjob, or pleasure in any form. Aaron 2.0 wants to be a sex beast!

"Oh my God! How are you doing?" Danny asks with concern when he opens the door, a whole minute after I rang the bell.

"I'm all good!" I cheer. "And good morning to you too," I smirk.

"Yeah... Good morning... Wanna come in?" he asks with a shy smile.

I would definitely come in... your mouth or your ass, it's up to you...

"If you'll let me..." 

"Sure!" he cheers, stepping to the side to let me pass, before a worried expression fills his face when we walk into the living room. "Sorry for the... hmm mess... I need to tidy up, but it looks like..." he stutters, waving his hand at a low table with trays of empty plates and leftovers from the previous night obviously.

"Don't worry about the mess, I don't mind it," I reassure him.

Danny is wearing tight jeans and a long-sleeve tee-shirt that hugs his chest quite sexily. He is not as bulky as I am, but not skinny either, just a little thicker than slender I would say. From his wet hair, I can tell he is just out of the shower, the smell of a nice gel scent reaching my nose, this makes me want to hug him. I actually do just that, against the back of the couch, wrapping my arms around his waist, while his hands lace at the nape of my neck. His plump lips which contrast with the paleness of his skin are like a siren's call to me, and I can't resist leaning down to kiss him.

The shy beginning doesn't last for more than a minute before he opens his mouth and allows my tongue to delve in. We don't really go through preliminaries and the kiss soon turns into something wilder. As I pin him further against the couch, forcing his back to arch, I can feel his erection against my thigh. This throws me into some sort of thrill, causing me to swing us both over the backrest to lie on the couch. There, I hover over him, rubbing my own hard-on against his groin to show him how excited I am.

Soon enough, we are just a mess of moans which echo to the sound of our tongues and saliva clicking. Warmth is spreading through my body as his hands slowly reach for the buttons of my jeans that he swiftly undoes before taking care of his. I wasn't expecting such fervor so quickly but entranced by recent elation and my eagerness to experience more, I quickly take off my hoodie and tee-shirt, then pull down my pants together with my briefs, freeing my throbbing erection, before I do the same with his clothes.

Resuming our kiss, I crash my body on his, still cautious to hold off most of my weight, and begin to hump him, groin against groin, desperately seeking some friction to fulfill my yawning lust. My hips are rocking fast, encouraged by the way his fingers knead the muscles of my back. His nails are nearly scratching my skin, but I couldn't care less, the slight pain only entices me more, but this is not enough yet. My left hand eventually grabs both our shafts together and begins to stroke them, which also aggravates our excitement and leads to our climax.

As streams of cream spurt from both our cocks and between our chests, my body tenses and shivers from the orgasm that shakes me. Fuck! It wasn't much but it was good! I had missed the thrilling sensations of bliss and I don't think anything will keep me away from these in the future. I actually want more, but I suddenly realize that everything went so fast that I barely paid attention to Danny's own desires. Was this okay with him? Did I go too far? He seemed to enjoy himself for the past ten minutes, and he did climax too, but I was the one to start this, and I hope he doesn't mind.

"I'm sorry..." I apologize, resting on my elbows and looking deep into his blue orbs.

"For what?" he asks with sincere confusion.

"I was a bit... bold in this... and didn't even ask for your opinion before I..."

"I was totally fine with this!" he chuckles. I love the mischievousness that suddenly displays in his shimmering eyes. "Actually... all things considered... no! I wasn't okay..." he says playfully, mocking offense, which causes me to raise an eyebrow. "I'm mad at you now!"

"Oh, are you?" I ask, playing along. "And how am I supposed to redeem myself then?"

"I can think of a few ideas... like... rescheduling what we had planned last Sunday... or... at least using that big member of yours... somewhere else..." he suggests sensually, yet blushing to the tips of his ears.

"Damn! You're one kinky guy, aren't you?" I whisper, leaning down to catch his lips again. "I think I could do both..." I murmur against his mouth provocatively.

"Interesting..." he replies as his teeth gently bite my lower lip. "You could call your friends and see if they're... available and up for it..."

"They'll surely be up..." I chuckle.

After a bit more kissing, he leads me to the bathroom where we clean up and I leave his place with the promise of calling him back as soon as I have heard from my friends. I could have called them from his house, but the truth is I need a one-on-one moment with Camden to discuss seriously.

Carefully avoiding the church area, I make my way to my friend's place and knock on his door shortly after 11.

"Holy shit!!!" he gasps when he sees me, and he immediately pulls me inside the small entrance hall where he grabs me into a tight hug.

Such a show of affection from Camden is rather rare, but it says a lot. I can feel all the tension emanating from his body, the rage within, but also the relief and deep affection he feels for me.

"Fuck! I've missed you so much, Ron... I was so worried..." he mumbles with emotion before he pulls back, his hands still resting on my shoulders while he is checking me out. "How are you? How are you feeling?"

"I'm good, Cam! I'm all good! Stop worrying! How are you?"

"I'm good, but it doesn't matter! It's you..."

"No, it's not just me... I'm really okay, I promise. I'm even better than okay!" I reply cheerfully in an attempt to reassure him.

"Well, you don't look too bad indeed..." he trails off, yet with a lot of suspicion in his voice, so to prove him I'm really fine, I recount what happened with my parents this morning. "I'm not going to be their little sheep anymore, Cam. I want to be me, and I will. I'm going to enjoy my life the way I want it."

"Are you serious, Aaron? Have you gone crazy or what? And you dare say you're okay!" he exclaims when I finally let him talk.

"Crazy?" I chuckle. "Naaaah! I just don't want to be a puppet anymore. I'm going to stand for myself!"

"But... What about your parents? I mean, your father is going to go nuts! Remember what you told us just a week ago about... how he gets when you go against him!!"

"Don't worry about that, Cam! He'll get used to it! Anyway, I'm 17, and my parents can't force me to go to church anymore! Now don't change the subject!" I scold him, pointing a finger at his chest. "How are you truly doing? Mark told me you'd gotten detention earlier this week? How did the rest of the week go?"

My friend exhales a long sigh of exasperation, but I can't tell if it's due to my stubbornness or to the memories of his past week at school.

"It went okay... Josh and Mark have managed to reason me, I guess, but... Fuck!! I'm so... angry and... disgusted..." he seethes, as his body strains again, so I interrupt him.

"Cam!! It's not your fault... It's these bastards' fault!" I argue.

"It's also mine, Ron!" he whisper-shouts, tears pooling in his eyes. "I should have been able to stop them!! I feel so... sorry I couldn't prevent that!! I just want to kill them for doing this to you!"

"Cam, please..." I say, cupping his neck to convey my reassurance. "We've already discussed this... They surprised you... You couldn't have done anything..."

"But if I'd been stronger, I could have... knocked that bastard off me!"

"I don't think so, Cam... Stop beating yourself up for something you're not responsible of..."

"I still want to beat the shit out of them!" he says angrily, pulling me into another hug. "I wish I could have protected you, Ron... I wanted to save you... I swear I'll never let anything bad happen to you again."

"I don't expect anything else to happen to me again, Cam, so don't worry..." I sigh, pushing back and looking straight into his charcoal eyes.

"All the same, I've decided to change... I've already enrolled in weightlifting for the rest of the semester since there was still some place in that course, and next semester, I'm starting martial arts too," he says with determination.

"That's a great idea," I reply, glad to see he has found solutions on his own. Mostly, I think doing more exercise will also help him to soothe his violence.

"Cammy..." a little voice suddenly whimpers and we both turn to see Sony pop his head around the corner.

Poor boy is wearing a contrite expression, with tears rolling down his face. Cam sighs but his own tension completely releases at the sight of his little brother.

"Hey, Sony. It happened again? Did you wet your b..."

"Shhh!!! Don't say it aloud!!!" Sony squeals as more sobs erupts from his mouth.

"It's okay, Baby Boy... It's just Aaron, he won't make fun of you!!" Camden says softly, rushing to the little boy who is giving me a wary look.

"There's no shame wetting your bed, Sony..." I say, joining them. "These things happen!"

"I told my best friend at school and he laughed at me... Said I was a baby..." Sony explains.

"Then I'm going to smash..." Cam begins to say but I kick him in the leg.

"Then he can't be your best friend, Sony," I say instead. "Best friends don't make fun of such things. And honestly, there's no shame about this. Want to know a secret?" I ask, crouching in front of him, and he nods in answer. "Last time I had one of those accidents... I was 9..." I confess in a whisper.

"Really!?" he breathes out with genuine bewilderment.

"A-hum. Much older than you are now, you see? You just need to make sure you go pee before you go to sleep, and try to avoid drinking after 6 in the evening," I advise.

"Thanks Ron-Ron..." the little boy replies with a small smile.

"Ya welcome, Buddy! Go get a shower now."

And while Sony does so, I help Camden to undo his brother's bed and tell him about Danny's offer for this afternoon.

"Err... D'you think you can do this, Ron? Like... isn't it too soon...?"

"Cam..." I smirk, rolling my eyes because I know what he means. "Danny and I already... did naughty things this morning, and I'm perfectly fine with having sex."

"Jeez... You're impossible..."

"So are you if I judge by that tent in your sweatpants..." I retort, nodding at his middle section, which has him growl and slightly blush. "Where's your mother by the way?"

"She went to see one of her girlfriends but she said she'd be back by 2PM."

"Cool! So she'll be able to take care of Sony?"

"Yeah, I think so."

"So you're up for it?"

"Definitely!" he grunts, still with a bit of suspicion in his voice.

That's when Sony joins us back in his bedroom, just as Cam and I were spreading clean bedsheets on his mattress. Wiggling my eyebrows at the little boy, I grab his pillow and throw it at him, and although there wasn't much strength in my gesture, Sony falls back on his butt, yet giggling happily.

"Reveeeeeeeeeeeeenge!!!" he squeals, gathering all his force to throw it back at me and I feign a dramatic fall as the pillow barely hits me, toppling over the boy's bed. "C'mon, Cammy! Let's crash Ron-Ron!!!"

The little dude jumps on the bed and sits on my back, soon followed by his brother and this obviously ends into a playful fight until Cam and I unite to trap Sony on the mattress and pin him there. For a few minutes, the little chap undergoes a sweet tickling torture that has him giggle and run out of breath until Cam draws it to a stop, saying the boy should calm down. Which he does right away, impressed by his big brother's authority as usual, and Sony soon kicks us out so that he can tidy up his room.

Cam seizes this opportunity to call Mark and Joshua and tells them about our afternoon plans. Both react similarly as Camden did, fearing that it might trigger unwanted memories, but they are so wrong. Sex is undeniably what I need as part of the wild life I have promised myself, and I quickly find the right words to convince them.

"I'll enjoy Danny's mouth with or without you, guys."

Of course, I want them too because I need their presence more than ever after this long week at home, but anyway, temptation is too strong and they eventually cave in. Once we have agreed on details, I briefly call Danny for an update, saying I'll pick him up at half past one to walk to Joshua's house, then spend the rest of the morning with Camden, helping Sony to learn how to ride an old skateboard that Cam had gotten for his tenth birthday. The little chap loves it, but that's until he gets hungry and asks us to cook him lunch.

Well, we do with what sits in the cupboards and fridge, so that's only noodles and one slice of ham for Sony, but it's better than nothing. Cam keeps ranting about the life their mother makes them live, but I'm glad to see that it only motivates him to do much better. He is determined to become a successful physiologist, a job that should get him well-off enough to provide for his brother's needs and even his studies in the future. I am sincerely proud of him, because he is the kind of kid whose parents don't give support or encouragements, and he could have dropped off or fallen behind.

But he hasn't, and with what he endured throughout his childhood, with his father beating the crap out of him every so often, I believe Camden is truly the most courageous of us all. It also helps me to put what I recently experienced into perspective. I am not minimizing the torture I went through, but what are a few minutes in hell compared to years under the blows of one's father and never having enough to eat? At least, this is how I see it.

At 1:30pm, I am knocking again on Danny's door and as soon as he opens it, already wearing his jacket, a cute blush covers his face, so I pull him into a quick hug.

"You know you don't have to do this, Danny," I reassure him as we head toward the Pierces' mansion.

"I know. But I really want to," he replies meekly. "Unless... you don't want me to... I mean... Does this make me a... slut?"

"Of course, no!!!" I exclaim, feeling bad that he should think so.

I don't see him as a slut at all! Apart from the few times I had any form of sex with either him, Andrew or Isaiah, most of the experience I have is with my best friends, and I must admit that group sex is quite fun. Besides, Danny and I are not even official. I think that even if I was in a relationship with anyone, I would also enjoy seeing other people participate once in a while. Maybe I'm just not the jealous type of guy, and as they say, sharing is caring. Or perhaps I am the slut...

"That doesn't make you a slut, Danny. Involving other people can be fun sometimes!" I reassure him.

"I think it's exciting," he whispers, blushing deeply.

"I can only agree!" I cheer, nudging him gently in his shoulder.

The rest of our walk to Joshua's place is quite silent, apart from a few words exchanged, and when we get to the beautiful mansion, all my friends are already there, watching TV in the living room. There are some hugs with Josh and Mark, whispered words as well as they ask me how I am truly doing, before we all settle down on the couch, but I keep Danny on my lap with my arms wrapped around his waist. For a moment, we just chitchat about nothing and everything, until Joshua leads the conversation to more serious things with a crude joke. That leads to a few more and we are having quite a good relaxing time. All these are just stupid jokes, but we're in such a great mood that we just keep laughing at our own stupidity.

"What does one gay sperm say to another?" I ask at some point, but they all frown at me. "How do we find an egg in all of this shit!!!" 

"What comes after 69?" Camden asks through his laughter.

"A mouthwash!!!" Mark answers. "I had already heard that one!"

"Got a fun story!" Joshua then says. "Four homosexuals are sitting in a hot tub. They notice some sperm rising to the surface. One of them says, Ok, who farted?"

"Gay jokes are not funny... Cum on guys!!" Danny suddenly chips in when he has been quite silent so far, just laughing to our jokes.

"Ahah... Soon we'll cum in that smart mouth!!" Cam smirks at him.

"Well, I'm waiting..." Danny replies sassily, shutting up my friend. I guess it's time to go and enjoy his mouth indeed!

"Let's go, then!" Joshua says eagerly, standing up and leading us upstairs.

As we walk along the long corridor that leads to Joshua's bedroom, I keep Danny pressed against my front side, my right arm circled around his waist while my left hand sneaks to his groin. That little creep is already hard as fuck, as much as I am! Once in my friend's bedroom, being the last to enter, we face a line of three big and horny guys whose erections are not anything discreet at the front of their pants. Their eyes reflect hunger as they stare at Danny who is still pressed against my front. I'm sure he can feel my own hardness against the small of his back.

While my arms are still wrapped around his waist, I lean down to nibble on his right earlobe, making him moan as my left hand begins to fondle his package. The right one keeps him firmly against me, while the other one undoes the button and zipper of his jeans, before it plunges inside his briefs and my fingers catch his very hard cock. All the while, I keep staring at my three friends while lust has compelled them to start palming themselves.

"See how these guys desire you, Danny?" I whisper in his ear. His head leans against my shoulder and he moans even louder as I begin to stroke him. "Can you feel how much I'm excited for you?" I then say huskily, tightening my hold around him so that he can feel how hard I am. "Can I show them how eager you are too?" I ask, slowly pushing against the fabric of his briefs to free his erection.

"Yeah..." he squeals in a breath.

Without waiting any further, I pull on the hem of his tee-shirt, making it pass over his head before I discard it on the floor. I then crouch behind him and tug his jeans and briefs down. Helping him to keep his balance while he kicks them off, I also remove his socks, leaving him stark naked. I shower his spine with kisses as I stand up, and get to enjoy a cute blush on his face when I lean above his shoulder to kiss him.

I don't miss out that my friends have gotten rid of their own clothes in the meantime, their proud members pointing at us. Danny's cock is not outdone as it's leaking abundantly now, so I use the wet substance to smear all over his shaft.

"Aaron...? Can I ask... something?" Danny begs in a small voice.

"Sure!"

"I'd like..." he trails off, before he turns around to face me, his hands resting on my chest where his eyes are locked. "I'd like to... feel you inside of me... if you don't mind... you know... down there..." he whispers shyly.

"You sure?" I ask, raising his chin to have a better look at his expression. His eyes are smoldering with lust now as he nods.

"I even cleaned... a bit inside..." he comments with a small smile.

I can't resist kissing him again then and when I stop, I notice that Joshua and Camden are setting a large towel on the bed as they must have heard what Danny said.

"Go on all fours on the bed then! And you can start sucking these lollipops while I prepare you," I suggest, and Danny immediately complies.

While he meekly settles on the bed, I wink at my friends and undress, discarding my clothes on the floor. Danny is on his hands and knees, his head above the edge on one side of the bed where Joshua, Cam and Mark go to stand. He is facing away from me, so I get a perfect view of his cute and firm little ass. Mark has squatted down in front of Danny, and is now kissing him tenderly while Josh and Cam are stroking their shafts.

I'm glad our host has thought of everything: a bottle of lube and a condom are resting on the bed. Danny shivers when I pour some of the cold substance and Mark takes it as his cue to pull back and stand to the side. Since Josh is standing in the middle, he is the first one Danny goes to and fuck!! This is so hot to watch him close his lips around my friend's rod!!

I don't waste another minute and begin to finger him with my left index, which causes him to moan and Josh to hiss at the sensation. I can't wait to fill his asshole now, so I apply myself to stretch him the best I can, first with one finger, then two. Danny already had anal sex in the past he told me, so he manages to relax rather easily while my friends take turns with his mouth.

After a good fifteen minutes of preparation, and now that I have reached three digits inside his hole, I deem him ready to welcome me. Once I have retrieved my fingers, I take the condom and unroll it over my cock, then spread more lube to make it slick enough.

"Fuck!! This mouth feels good!" Mark gasps when he returns there for the third time.

Well, I know that, but I'm the lucky one who's going to enjoy the tightness of an asshole now. In this respect, I scoot closer to Danny and kneel between his legs. My erection is rubbing between his ass cheeks while I caress his back and his sides, enjoying the sight of Mark's cock slipping in and out his mouth.

"You ready, Danny?" I ask as my hands firmly grasp his hips and I align the tip of my cock with his back entrance. 

"Yeah..." he breathes out, letting go of Mark's member.

"Allow your jaw to rest for a while," Joshua advises.

Good one, I should say! Danny lowers his head when I begin to push in, allowing the muscles of his neck to rest as well, but also to focus on relaxing those of his anus. Holy crap!! I could almost come right away at feeling that ring squeeze my shaft as it disappears millimeter by millimeter. Slowly but surely, I make my way inside his ass, until he has fully swallowed me, then I leave him a few minutes to adjust. The guys are caressing him; Cam is playing with Danny's nipples, Joshua with his erection, and Mark is running his fingers through the blond mope of hair, whispering words of encouragement.

When I see Danny return to blowing Camden, moaning softly, I pull back a bit and thrust back in, making him get louder. My hips begin to rock back and forth, while he moves to Josh's cock, and from then on, I just enjoy the best show ever! While I pound into his ass, Danny switches between the guys, using one of his hands to stroke another's shaft while the third one strokes himself.  

"Damn!! You're so good, Danny!" I groan, trying to contain the fire in my lower belly.

I won't be able to hold back for too long, but I can see everybody is getting there too. The moans and groans are louder and louder, Danny keeps clenching and unclenching around me, bringing me closer over the edge every minute. I slightly bend over and use my left hand to stroke him too, which only accelerates the climaxing process. Josh is the first one to reach it as he spills his load into Danny's mouth, soon followed by Camden who takes his place just after Joshua has pulled out.

Fuck, this is so hot!

At this moment, I realize that this is all I love! The freedom to indulge in good pleasures, including those of sex! I'm just going to love my new life!

Danny cannot swallow everything and lets the overflow run down the corner of his mouth. He screams his orgasm out just as Camden takes Mark's place. Feeling his ring of muscles clench tighter around my shaft sends me over the edge for good, and a loud grunt escapes my mouth when I let the fire set me ablaze. In my state of bliss, I still register how Cam is now enjoying himself, yet being moderate enough in his moves, and I love the way we stare at each other. It's some sort of communion that also brings him to his own orgasm.

It takes us a long moment to all recover a normal breathing, the five of us cuddling on the bed with Danny in the middle between Mark and me. I think some of us even doze off at some point, but I remain wide awake, too busy trying to shut all my emotions.

They keep shifting between a bit of fear at what is going to happen tonight when I get back home, but this one quickly disappears as elation and happiness take over. I don't care what my parents are going to say. I don't care if my father is going to yell at me. After this afternoon, there is nothing that will prevent me from living my life to the fullest.

"Gotta go home..." Danny whispers against my chest at some point.

"Already?" I ask, checking Joshua's alarm and seeing it's only 4pm. Mark is napping and from the light snore I hear behind me, so is Camden, but Josh is awake.

"Yeah, my mother is coming home around 5, and I need to tidy up before she arrives..."

"Okay, I'll walk you back," I say, helping him to disentangle from Mark's hold.

"Nah, you don't have to, I know the way! Stay a bit longer with your friends," he says.

"I can come back here afterwards," I offer as I put on my briefs.

"Really, it's not necessary. Besides, I need to stop by the grocery store as well."

"You sure you'll be okay?"

"One hundred percent sure! Thanks again for this great afternoon!" he then says cheerfully, also addressing Josh.

"Thank you!!" both Joshua and I reply at the same time. "It was really great," I add, leaning down to kiss him.

Once he is ready, I walk him back downstairs and kiss him one more time before he leaves. I am definitely not eager to go back home myself, so I return to Joshua's bedroom and resume my place on the bed, this time between Camden and Mark. Joshua has shut his eyes, but I can tell he's not sleeping.

"What's wrong, Josh?" I ask softly.

"Nothing. I'm just worrying a bit for you."

"As you can see, I'm totally fine!" I reply, perplexed.

"I'm not sure about that," he sighs, flicking his eyes open and tilting his head toward me. His blue orbs are filled with concern, making them a deep dark blue. "It's great you seem to be doing well, and I like that you're willing to stand up against your parents, but... I wonder if it's not some sort of side-effect after what happened. It sounds a bit... too far off."

"I assure you I'm totally fine, Bro. All this had been brewing within me for far too long, I guess. And it just came out."

"All the same... You know you have us to support you in any way we can, don't you? You know you can talk to us at any moment..."

"I know, Josh. Just don't worry."

"Okay, but promise you won't ever do anything stupid."

I don't know what he has in mind, but I still promise him I won't do anything stupid indeed. I don't intend to go overboard... I think. I'm not sure what I expect exactly, to be honest. I want to break rules and especially my parents'. I want to defy them like I never have; like a teenager entering adolescence. I can think of many ways to annoy them without going overboard, and I might try them.

"Joshua!?" someone suddenly calls from downstairs, making us startle.

"Fuck! What is she doing here so early? She was supposed to arrive only at 6:30!!!" Joshua grumbles, already shaking Mark while I do the same with Camden.

"Joshua? I'm here!" Liz insists as we all jump off the bed and reach for our clothes.

"I'll be downstairs in a minute!!" Josh shouts. "I'm with the guys!"

"What are you boys doing upstairs?" Tony's deep voice echoes, causing us to hasten our moves.

"We were watching a movie, but it's over now!" Josh shouts again while I gather the towel and the other incriminating evidence and take them to the bathroom.

"Leave your window open," Mark advises. "It smells sex in here!"

We all laugh at that, and soon head downstairs, having recovered normal expressions. Tony still looks at us suspiciously, but Liz pulls me into a tight hug. She tells me how she has been worrying after Joshua said I hadn't showed up in school last Monday, but I quickly reassure her and thank her again for the medication she had given me, because it was truly efficient.

She prepares us some hot chocolate despite the fairly late hour for a snack, but it does us some good. I'm not sure how things are going to go tonight at home, but I might have to hide in my room, without having dinner, so I had better enjoy this.

"Aaron, can I talk to you for a minute?" Tony asks in a firm yet fatherly tone. Without a word, I just follow him to the living room where I take a seat on an armchair while he remains standing in front of me. "How have you been doing?" he then asks softly in a hushed tone. Jeez! How many times am I going to hear this question!?

"I'm fine, Tony," I reply with the best determination I can muster. "Really fine."

"You can tell me if you need... any help or anything," he says, pulling a little white card from the inside pocket of his jacket. "Here," he says, handing me the card, "there are my numbers here, at home and my mobile phone. I just want you to know you can call either of them at any time, day or night, if anything happens to you or if you need me, is this clear?"

"Yes, Tony, thank you," I reply shyly in front of the emotion and sincerity oozing from his voice. "May I ask what happened with..."

"No, you may not," he says with deep authority. "I said I don't want to hear about that specific part."

"But have you found the other guy?" I whisper, for fear Liz might hear us.

"No, I haven't. But I doubt he'll ever come back here anyway. Now don't worry about this anymore. However, if you ever need to confide, ..."

"Yes, I know, I can talk to you or Liz, thank you," I reply with a small smile.

"Good!"

After this short conversation and an unexpected hug from the man, I return to the kitchen and we keep talking with the guys for a while. At 6pm though, we all leave Joshua as Liz has strict orders from Pierce Senior to make sure Joshua works on his lessons before dinner. Anyway, Mark also needs to go home to help a bit at the restaurant, and Camden wants to go and check on Sony since we left him with their mother.

On my side, I guess it's time to face my demons, so I head back home too. On my way there, I don't brood over dark thoughts or whatever. No, instead, I just think that this has been a fantastic day and I convince myself that whatever happens at home, I will be strong enough to keep standing against my parents.

It's not even 7pm when I get there, but it's dark and I'm not too surprised to see that all the blinders have been shut already. As I try the entrance door, I realize that it is locked, which is unusual because my father always locks all the doors when he goes to sleep. Anyway, it doesn't matter, because I suddenly remember I left my bedroom door locked too, so I need to go through the window again.

I am cautious not to make any noise as I climb up the gutter and once on the lower roof, I reach for my window. Locked! What the hell? This is when I notice that a piece of paper has been taped on the inside, with a note that says: 

The shed is open, you may sleep there.

Be sure to be awake by 7 so you don't miss school.

You'd better repent to God through prayers before you sleep.

We will talk tomorrow evening.

It's not signed but I recognize my father's handwriting.

Well, how nice is this?

Published on 30 August 2019

Apologies for the long wait, but as promised, you'll get another chapter very shortly, most probably tomorrow morning. The vacation in Belgium was wonderful, so sunny and warm, but very busy too. Going back to France today though, so I'm sending regards from Middlekerke while I'm still there!

As you can imagine, we're getting there and you'll soon find out what is going to push Aaron to run away, and that's in the next chapter. Meanwhile, I hope you enjoyed this last bit of smut between the guys. It'll sound off to some of you, but Aaron's reaction is one that can be expected after what happened, and that's just his way to cope. Next chapter also marks the beginning of Aaron's descent into hell, and far from the Master Dom we know, be ready to meet the stupid and insolent teenager he once was.