Darco Stories

Going to Dylan's for the night

Tue, 04 Oct 2011 21:35:09 -0700

Marco grabbed a few things and threw them in his bag before leaving his apartment. He walked around making sure he had everything carefully. As he grabbed his keys he head to the door. He locked everything up and was on his way. Dylan’s house was only a couple of minutes away so he knew he’d get there fast due to lack of traffic in the middle of the night. As he pulled up to Dylan’s he switched off the car and shut his door quietly.

After finishing every piece of homework he had, he closed everything up putting it aside on the kitchen counter. Dylan would’ve left it where it was on the coffee table just there’d be no room for nothing else. Once he was done putting everything out of the way he walked to his bedroom to change into something other than the jeans he had been wearing. He picked out sweatpants and changed fairly quickly before walking back to the living room.

Marco walked up to the front of the house and knocked on the door. Dylan had been quick and opened it for him. “Why hello handsome.” he said looking Dylan over. He pulled him into his arm and kissed him passionately.

He kissed him back passionately. “Hello to you too. How’s my sexy man?” He wasn’t in no way thinking about sex. He was just in a really good mood after finishing all of his homework. Of course he had left his laptop open and there was something on it that nobody should see. Yet anyway. So he had picked Marco up putting him over his shoulder, before walking over closing his laptop, and making his way to his bedroom.

“It’s good to see you in a good mood.” he smiled and followed him to his room. Once there he fell back onto the bed stretching out. “How was the rest of that homework.” he laughed a little. He knew that homework was the last thing Dylan probably wanted to be thinking about right now.

He picked up the pillow on the bed and smacked him playfully with it. “Ugh don’t mention that word please.” He laughed a bit as he got on the bed next to him. “I’m always in a better mood when you’re around.” He gave him a kiss. It was true if he was having a bad day just talking to Marco made him feel better.

“Hey!” he tried to dodge the pillow but it still got him. “I’m glad knowing that I’m what makes you happy.” he curled up next to him kissing him back gently. “I’m glad I came over.” he said with a smile.

“You and hockey, but I think you’re coming in first to hockey right about now.” He smiled and then shifted some so he was on his side facing him. “I’m glad you came over too. I miss you when you’re not around.”

“I miss you too. I’m bummed that I have to go back to work on Monday it’s gonna be awful.” he sighed and wrapped his arm around him. “Though Zane helped me with some new ideas to work on with the kids so It might not be to awful.” he smiled a little bit.

“I have school on Monday, it’s not much better. If I could play hockey for the rest of my life to keep us from being in the real world and working I would.” He smiled some running his fingers through Marco’s hair. “Well that’s good at least. You have some ideas, hopefully they work out.”

“I know you could and that would be lovely.” he grinned. “I hope so to if they don’t it’s back to the drawing board and I’ll have to start thinking of new ideas.” He sighed and ran his hand down Dylan’s neck and kissed him lightly.

“Yeah and with my luck I’d get scouted again, which would just cause the whole fight over hockey between us. Do we really want to go through that again?” he asked as he thought back to what that was like. “I’m sure you’ll think of something else if they don’t. You always do.”

“Supposing you did get scouted again… maybe if it happens I could go with you.” he shrugged. “But that’s just an idea if it did happen.” he cupped his hands around dylan’s face and smiled. “I’m sure it’ll be fine.”

“Well we don’t know if it’ll happen again yet so we don’t have to worry about it. Just I know it’s either you’re coming with me or I’m staying. If and when that does happen. I can’t leave like I did the last time.” He shook his head and smiled a bit. “If I did I’d be an ass.”

“Yes you would.” he laughed. “I’m not worried about it though I’d be happy wherever I am as long as I am with you.” He kissed him lightly. “I don’t have a worry in the world when I’m with you Dylan. I love you.”

“You don’t?” That seemed a bit odd to him, because everyone usually had some worry going on inside of themselves. “How come? Yes I’m all curious now so you have to tell me.” He grinned and then gave him a kiss. Most of their conversations came of the serious variety lately.

“Because when I’m with you I don’t need anything else. I don’t have to think of anything but us.” he smiled and got closer. “Being with you is all I need.” he kissed him again and wrapped his arms around his neck.

He kissed him and smiled. “Being with you is all I need too. I’m glad I realized that and came to my senses. I remember telling Paige earlier that if you asked me to quit hockey that I probably would. That’s how much I love you, that I’d quit the one thing I’m passionate for you…maybe.”

He smiled and looked at him. “Well I’m not going to ask you to give up hockey, I could never. Hockey is a part of you.” he ran his hand through his hair. “I love knowing that you love me that much though.” he got all teary eyed. He loved Dylan more than anything and in this moment he realized how much he wanted to be with him forever.

“I know you never would, but if you did I more than likely would.” He smiled and reached up wiping away the tears that seemed to have fallen gently with his thumb. “Of course I love you that much. Our love is worth fighting for and I did that. You’ve got me forever, Marco.”

Marco rubbed his face with his arm and smiled. “I know.” he whispered softly before pulling in close to Dylan to hold on to him. “You are the most amazing and the most important person in my life.” He ran his fingers down his face and looked at him with loving eyes.

“I’d argue this point about being amazing, however I don’t feel like it.” He laughed a bit giving him a kiss. “You’ve always been the most important. If you’re not happy then I’m not happy.” He sighed a bit. “When did I get so mushy? Don’t tell anyone alright, especially my hockey buddies.”

“I’m not going to tell anyone that you’re a big mushy gushy ball of love.” he laughed and smiled. “I haven’t been un-happy since you’ve been back in my life.” he smiled and held onto him tighter. “I love you.”

“Oh good I have a reputation to uphold you know. Can’t let that out in the open.” He laughed smiling. “You were unhappy, c’mon now you had your friends still.” He frowned a bit thinking about how unhappy he had been even if he had friends and hockey over there. “I love you too.”

“I know I did but it felt like something important was gone. It felt like that for a long time.” he shrugged. “I’m just so happy with the way things are right now that I don’t even want to remember everything else that’s happened.”

“I agree with that. Somethings aren’t worth remembering sometimes. It depends on what it is though.” He smiled. “Like the first time we kissed. That is definitely a memory I like thinking about.” He shifted a bit letting his arms wrap around Marco’s waist to hold him closer if that was even possible.

“I could never forget our first kiss.” he leaned into him and pulled his face close and kissed him deeply. “Was it a little something like that?” he laughed and leaned in a continued to kiss him.

He laughed a bit against the kiss. “No it wasn’t. But I suppose it doesn’t matter what the kiss was like now does it?” He laughed again and kissed him with everything he had.

“You’re right if our first kiss was anything like that I don’t know what I would have done.” he laughed and kissed him again. His fingers ran down his neck and through his hair. He kissed down his chin and his neck. “What would you have done if I kissed you like that?” he asked with a smirk.

“You would’ve been at the hospital getting oxygen or six feet under. I’m kidding.” He laughed. “I probably would’ve said the hell with school and convinced you to skip with me. Just so we could make out.” He smirked knowing that Marco was the one who would’ve never skipped school without a good reason. Them making out probably wouldn’t have been one of them.

He laughed “Back then it would have taken me a lot to do something that wild.” he smiled “But now I don’t need as much convincing.” he leaned in and kissed him more. He ran his fingers through his hair and down the back of his neck.

“I know. I was the one usually breaking the rules or some other ridiculous thing.” He shook his head smiling. “No, now it’s harder to stop you from doing such things like that. I’ve wondered why that is.” He kissed him passionately.

“I know, I don’t know maybe it’s because your naughty behavior has rubbed off on me a little.” he laughed. “Or maybe I’m getting a rebellious side.” he shrugged and smirked a little bit. “It could be both.”

“My naughty behavior rubbing off on you? The only thing I’ve been rubbing on you is my lower half.” He laughed as he stretched out his legs. “I think it’s a bit of both. I mean you don’t hang around me for too long without picking up my disgusting habits.” He snorted.

Marco blushed a little and let out a loud laugh. He quickly covered his mouth when he realized how loud he had actually been. “Someone’s going to think I’m dying over here.” he said out of breathe and still laughing. “You are too much to handle.” he said with a smile and another small laugh.

“No they won’t! You’re not dying on my watch so I think it’s safe to say they won’t call the ambulance. You might need oxygen though.” He laughed shaking his head. “Oh is that so? What are you going to do about it?”

“I’m not going to do a single thing. Nobody can stop you.” he laughed and smiled at him. “I think you’re a riot, I love you’re sense of humor.” he loved that he could make him laugh unlike anyone else he knew. It was one of him favorite parts about him.

“My sense of humor is rather inappropriate.” He smiled. “I can’t help it though. My mind is full of dirt and I have yet to wash it clean.” He rolled over so he was laying on his stomach still having his head towards him. “And to think what I’d be like if I actually behaved.”

He tapped his finger on his chin and made a thinking face “Something involving a suit and a secretary.” he laughed “I’m kidding. I like the way you are!” he scratched his head and smiled. To be honest he loved the was Dylan was; it was the Dylan he had fallen in love with.

He made a face. “That secretary better be male so I can have a hot office affair.” He laughed. “Well I’m glad you like the way I am. It would be difficult to change at this point I think.” If he wasn’t the person he always had been it wouldn’t be fun to have these conversations. Life would be boring. “But you can be my hot secretary anytime you want.” He winked and laughed.

“Why thank you I would love too!” He curled up next to him and yawned. “I’m getting pretty tired, do you wanna get some sleep.” he rubbed his eyes and smiled.

“Keeping track of me is easy. I only do about two things lately.” He smiled. “Yes we should get some sleep. Lucky for us I don’t make my bed so we can just get under the covers.” He yawned and sat up for a minute getting under the covers.

Hospital

Tue, 04 Oct 2011 19:56:00 -0700

Marco grabbed some stuff and hurried out of his apartment. When he got in the car he sped over to Dylan’s. He pulled in but left the car running because he knew he’d be out in a minute. He walked up to the door and knocked before opening it. “Dylan where are you?” he yelled. He was calm but he wanted Dylan to be alright.

Dylan knew that with his age he shouldn’t be still playing hockey. Even if he loved the game too much. Getting off the floor with help from the bed, he slipped on his shoes lacing them half assed because he really didn’t care at this point. “I’m in the bedroom, no need to yell!” He laughed a bit despite the pain he was in. He walked limpingly out getting his keys and wallet.

“Alright fine.” he waited by the door for Dylan. When he got into the room he stood next to him. “Are you ready to go?” he asked with a small frown on his face. He didn’t like seeing people he loved in pain. “Do you want to lean on me?” he asked quietly.

“I always gotta learn the hard way apparently.” He was in pain worse than usual. Most of the time he just put ice on it and in a couple of days it would be better. “I’d lie and say no, but yeah I need to.” He sighed a bit and started walking again. He already knew what was wrong just by the way he was feeling. Now the x-ray was just going to confirm it. Which was just lovely.

He help Dylan out to the car opening the door for him. He walked over to his side and climbed in. “Off to the hospital we go!” he said putting his car in reverse and pulling out of the driveway. The hospital wasn’t to far away, nothing around here was. “So how do you think this happened. During practice?” he asked while focusing on the road.

“It was definitely during practice. I felt it rip.” He frowned some and then continued. “When I felt it I should’ve stopped playing during practice. But stupid me doesn’t learn.” He shook his head. Whenever he felt something wrong he usually ignored it like it was no big deal. Until at least he felt like his knee was giving out on him. “I’ve never blacked out from pain before, it was strange.”

They pulled into the parking garage at the hospital and he turn off the car. “We’ll know what’s wrong soon enough.” He climbed out of the car and opened the door for Dylan. “Need to lean on me more.” he smiled a little bit as he helped walk him to the entrance.

He laughed. “I can tell already they’ll x-ray it and tell me ACL. Only reason I know is because I’ve torn it before only it was minor so I didn’t need surgery. You feel like your knee is giving out on you.” He nodded matter of factly and then laughed. “Sorry you probably have no idea what I’m even going on about.” He walked to the entrance leaning on Marco for support and then stopped. All the walking was killing him so to speak so he paused for a few before making their way to the front desk.

Marco stood by his side while Dylan filled put all the papers. They were soon after taken to a small room. Marco helped Dylan sit and then sat next to him. “Do you think you’re going to need surgery?” he asked quietly. He knew Dylan was tough and could handle anything but he was still worried about the face that this was the second time in a week that he had been hurt.

He looked at him and could see the worry in his eyes. “Baby, don’t be worried okay.” He sighed a bit and thought about it for a minute. Lying was never really his forte. Sure he could lie if he wanted to, but this was Marco. Dylan couldn’t and wouldn’t lie to him. “Yeah, probably.” He had been hurt twice in a week and the first one was minor. But this one might put him out for awhile.

He frowned a little bit a sighed. “Well I’ll be here by your side the whole way.” he grabbed his hand and kissed the top of it. He hoped out of his chair and walked around the room. “Do you want me to get you anything. I feel so helpless.” he laughed a bit and walked over to Dylan.

“I’d give anything to walk around the room like you just did without cringing.” He laughed and gently pulled him into his lap wrapping his arms around his waist. “You’re not helpless stop it. Just stay here okay.” All he wanted to do was sit with Marco and hold him until the doctor came in. But this was a hospital and it was usually busy. After a few minutes the doctor finally came in. Which meant Marco had to move off of his lap even if Dylan didn’t want him to.

He slipped into a chair on the side of the small room. The doctor took Dylan’s temperature and asked him basic questions. He sat there listening as the doctor continued to ask what seemed to be a million questions. He didn’t knowwhat to do besides sit there, listen, and nod his head.

Dylan already knew the standard boring hospital questions as he had been there quite a few times during his span of playing hockey. He answered them like he always would. Straight to the point. Poor Marco was just sitting there not knowing what to do. Dylan felt bad that Marco couldn’t even answer a single question or help really just sit there. After the doctor got all the information he needed, he left after saying they’d need to x-ray and Dylan snorted a bit. “The doctor looked at me like I was crazy since I answered everything straight forward. Just x-ray me, cut me open, and then let me sleep.”

He smiled a little bit. “Yeah well I’m sure you have this whole hospital thing down.” He got up and sat back down next to him. “I wonder how long it’s going to take them to get the x-ray?” he wrapped his arms around Dylan and kissed his forehead. “Also I wonder what the standard healing time is….”

“I’d count how many times I’ve been in the hospital and what for. But that might bore you.” He smiled some. “X-ray isn’t that long really. About 20 minutes is when you get it back if even that.” He shrugged a bit. “That I can’t answer. The last time this happened, when it was minor was a few weeks all they did was put a brace on. But with the way my knee is it could be a month or so.” He gave him a kiss. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” he smiled and squeezed his hand. The Doctor came in with a wheel chair to take Dylan to the room to get his X-ray. He followed along behind the doctor and Dylan to another room this one wasn’t as small but it had a giant machine in the middle that they made Dylan lay on. He stood outside of the door while the doctor set up the machine and started the x-ray.

“You’ll actually get to see one of my x-rays honey.” He laughed a bit. It wasn’t that funny but he figured if he cracked jokes and smiled, he wouldn’t think about the pain so much. “I’m personally getting tired of looking at them. I think I’ve seen every bone in my body at this point.” He made a face. He then stopped talking and moving so the doctor could do the x-ray. It didn’t seem like a machine like that would get the picture so quickly but it did.

“I can’t wait to see what’s inside of you.” he laughed. The doctor had walked off to develop the x-rays so they were alone again. “Those machines always freaked me out a little bit.” he said pointing at it. “I feel like I’ll get radiation poisoning and turn into a ninja turtle.” he laughed some more. He wanted to try and distract Dylan from the pain he was in.

“Want to know what freaks me out more than whales? Needles. I know it’s stupid since I have tattoos, but if I close my eyes and not watch the needle going in I’m okay.” He laughed a little at his comment about radiation poisoning and turning into a ninja turtle. “I don’t think that’ll happen. You’re pretty safe.” He shook his head. “This just killed the weekend I think. But there’s always another time.”

“That’s because needles are scary.” he nodded. “About this weekend it’s fine, I’d much rather you get better then letting it get worse.” he smiled. “Plus we have all the other weekends we can think about to spend together.” he held his hand again and smiled. “That is if you don’t hurt yourself every week.”

“Yes there’ll be other weekends to spend together, so it’ll be okay.” He smiled and looked down at their hands. “I doubt I’ll be playing hockey anytime soon. So I probably won’t be hurting myself anytime soon either.” He shook his head. “I would’ve walked around limping, telling people that I’m fine when I really wasn’t. Then you would’ve had to drag me here.”

“I would literally drag you because you’d be in to much pain to walk.” he said shaking his head. “But luckily you’re smart and knew what you had to do.” he smiled and rubbed his hand. He looked down at his leg and frowned “How bad does it hurt?”

“I’ve had too many injuries that’s why. You feel something wrong you go to the doctor or the hospital.” He smiled. “Bad. My knee feels like it’s on fire or maybe I’m in so much pain that I’ve started hallucinating. Is it swollen? I’m afraid to look but it probably is.”

Marco got out of his chair and got on his knees to look at his knee. It was puffy and red and looked extremely painful. “It looks pretty bad Dylan.” he frowned and sat back down next to his wounded boyfriend. “Hopefully the give magic drugs that will fix you.” he said with a smile.

“Yeah it feels like that bad. I was afraid to look though.” he said as he sat up some on his elbows. He laughed a bit. “Oh they’ll give me magic drugs alright. Ones where I sleep mostly.” Soon the doctor came back with the x-ray in hand putting it on the board and turning the light on to light it. Dylan made a face. “Oh that’s just lovely. Split completely apart.”

Marco looked at the x-ray with a twisted face. He didn’t know exactly what he was looking at but it didn’t look very good. “What exactly are we looking at.” he said staring at the x-ray. He scratched his head and then held onto Dylan’s hand for support.

“Your knee has three ligaments in it. The one we’re looking at is the main one that helps your knee move if I remember correctly. In short I tore it in half and that’s why my knee feels like it’s going to give out. Because there’s nothing there holding my knee together pretty much.” He frowned knowing that Marco was confused and after that speech about Dylan not being able to walk really, he might as well have passed out at the mention of it. The doctor looked at Dylan funny for a minute and nodded at him. Then said they’d have to do surgery.

Marco just nodded some more with a blank expression on his face. “Whatever they have to do to get you better.” he looked at Dylan and smiled. “I just hope nothing like this happens again.” he frowned a bit before thanking the doctor and asking him when they think they can do surgery.

He laughed. “You have no idea what I just said. You just nod and smile.” He laughed some more. “I don’t think it will. Hopefully.” The doctor said that he was going to see when they could do the surgery. It should’ve been that night or tomorrow morning. Dylan sighed as the doctor left again. “I should’ve been a doctor I’m thinking….”

“I’m thinking you should have been a sports doctor.” he smiled. “You’d still be involved in sports and you would be putting your medical knowledge to good use.” The doctor didn’t seem so worried so it made him calm down a bit knowing that it could have been worse but wasn’t. He didn’t know what he would have done if it was really bad.

“Maybe I should’ve been one, I seem to know a lot and that’s just based off my injuries alone.” He smiled. “But that would’ve taken forever degree wise. Don’t know if I’d be able to do it, with all the schooling.” He shrugged a bit. “I find it amusing when doctors look at me with a funny look. I told you it was my ACL and the x-ray confirmed it. Yet the doctor still gave me a funny look.” He laughed shaking his head.

Meeting Dylan in the hallway

Tue, 04 Oct 2011 14:43:00 -0700

Marco pulled Dylan into the hallway with a sneeky smile on his face. He turned him to face him and smile. “I needed to catch my breath for a minute.” he explained with a cute smile. “Are you having fun darling?” he asked calmly.

Dylan didn’t know what was worse, the storm or the crowded aspect of the school. Did all these people really go here at one point? “I keep trying to avoid Paige.” He laughed a bit knowing that his sister was like a hunter. She’d track anyone down. “Tons. I could’ve done something more useful, maybe. Though it’s dark at my house so I don’t know what I could’ve done.”

”Well better to be here in a crowded school full of sweaty adults then be alone in the dark.” he teased. “Last I checked I still had power at my place if you wanna crash there. You’re always welcomed in my bed.” he paused and then laughed a little. “Gutter mind.” he said pointing to his forehead.

“I think those horror movies have finally gotten to me.” Which was ridiculous at his age. Nothing was going to happen to him. Besides he could take on almost anything. “Mmm if we were allowed to leave I could.” He smiled, knowing they weren’t getting out until like morning anyway. “Where’d you get that from? Your gutter mind?” he asked as he wrapped his arms around his waist, pulling him closer.

”Hmm.. there should be a cozy janitors closet somewhere around here.” he smirked and looked down the hallway. “Though based on this crowd it may already be occupied.” he laughed. “I may need to do something drastic to make things more fun around here.” he pulled him closer and kissed him.

He kissed him back, deepening it a bit. “You’re very naughty you know that…” He smirked and wondered where they could go. He knew that Simpson was lurking around somewhere around here, so they’d have to be sneaky about it. Really sneaky. “I remember cutting study hall to sit out in the back of the school.” Yes he was the rebellious one, as Marco never did cut a class. Dylan was the one that rarely sat in his seat in class.

He kissed him back and bit his lip lightly. “Lead the way big boy.” he said with a smirk. They began to walk down the hallway passing some fimiliar faces and some unknown ones on the way. Marco stopped looking at a door to his left. He pointed to it and smiled a little “That’s my classroom.”

He had peeked inside the classroom and then looked at the number above him. “Ah, remember the room well. I can’t remember what I had in here though.” He shrugged a bit knowing that it wasn’t a big deal now as it had been back then. “Would it be awkward if we did that in there?” It might be considering school wasn’t exactly a place to have sex in. Though it would give a whole new meaning to the classroom. Not to mention what else did they have to do while being trapped inside a school? Not much.

”When I was in school I had goverment in this room.” he shrugged. “No I don’t think it would be awkward, it’ll be exciting.” he used his key to open up his classroom door. He pushed the door open and walked in pass the desk and over to his desk and sat down. “Are you the naughty student I have to punish.” he teased before shrugging his jacket off and hanging it on the back of the chair.

“If I remember what I had in here I’ll let you know.” He snorted and then shook his head. He walked inside the classroom smirking. “Now you know me, always getting into trouble. So I think I am the naughty student that needs to be punished.” Dylan walked over to the desk and sat down on top of it. That just made him even taller than his usual 6’ stature. Yet he didn’t seem to care. If he was going to be trapped in this school with the love of his life, they might as well make the most of it. “Question is… how are you going to punish me?”

He tapped his fingers on his chin “Hmmm… I’ll have to think.” he sat there for a second squinting at him. He then pulled out a ruler from his desk and smacked Dylans leg with it. He stuck his tounge out at him before pulling him into a tight hold. He leaned in a began to kiss him down his chin and neck. “Do I have to beat you more?” he smirked a little.

“Smacking me with a ruler and then sticking your tongue out about it. Are we sure you’re not the one that needs to be punished?” He smirked. “You might have to beat me some more. I’m thinking rather inappropriate thoughts.” Of course at one point and time, people had thoughts about their teachers at some point. Not that he did. But the fact remained people did do it, like Paige. “Mmm you can even grade my performance.” He winked at him before leaning in to kiss him passionately.

He leaned into the kiss and ran his hand down his chest. Then mid kiss he smacked him in the butt with the ruler. He pulled away and had a devious smirk on his face. “I don’t know if I’m allowed to have this type of relationship with my students. But I can’t keep my hands off of you.”

“It’s called rules of conduct. But I don’t think it’ll do you any good right now.” He leaned in and kissed his neck, while biting the area that he kissed as he moved his hands up his sides. Dylan was sure there was a book like that for teachers just he didn’t care. Being inappropriate with a teacher was the new hot thing. Lucky for him he was in love with one of them. Everyone in the school was pretty much doing the same thing, whoever had a significant other at least.

He got closer to him and wrapped his arms around his waist. He was now closer and more frustrated, he wanted to rip off Dylan’s clothes but he didn’t want to pull away from kissing him. His hand pulled lightly at his hair while the other began to unbutton his dress shirt. “Let’s forget the rules for one night.”

“What rules?” he asked as he clearly had realized that he never followed the rules. That’s how rebellious he was. Never paying attention to rules set in place. Only person who could talk sense into him was Marco. Or Paige. Dylan couldn’t help it either when he started undoing Marco’s dress shirt with one hand while kissing him again; as the other hand of his moved itself to his ass squeezing it.

He moaned a little bit as his finished pulling at the buttons and pulling the shirt of of Dylan. He ran his finger tips down his chest and began to kiss his neck. Marco stepped forward pushing Dylan into the desk. As Dylan laid down he knocked the papers and pencils off with him. He pulled himself on top of him and began to kiss from his neck down his chest and to his waist, teasing him little by little.

Good thing they weren’t comparing who was naughtier right now. Both of them would be tied. Then again they had a reason to be naughty. They were in school and couldn’t keep their hands or lips off of each other. As he felt Marco kissing all the way down his body he let a moan escape his lips, letting his hands roam every inch of his body. Actually getting technical, they would never do this in front of their parents. They’d probably be disgusted with the way they had no self control.

I don’t know if it was the fact that they were in the School and them having sex with a chance of getting caught was making him act like this; but he liked it. He kissed Dylan’s lower abdomen before he began to undo his pants and belt. He knelt forward kissing him on the lips once more biting it gently.

There was always a chance of getting caught especially with all the people around. Yet he didn’t seem to mind. That’s what made it exciting. Doing something somewhere that you weren’t supposed to. They were redefining the whole meaning to going to school at the moment. This way was more fun however. He kissed him back, taking his bottom lip and sucking on it.

He lay on his side next to dylan hold him close while making out with him with extreme passion. He nearly fell off the desk when he went to pull Dylan on top of him. “Wanna give the teacher a lesson.” he teased breathlessly. He bit his bottom lip and made a deviously sexy face.

“Mmm I think I could. But what would this lesson be on?” he asked breathlessly knowing fully well that he wouldn’t have much time to catch his breath. Not that he was complaining. There were so many things they could do right on this desk. Having sex was one of them. Marco wasn’t going to look at his desk the same way again all year probably.

”Anything you can teach i’m willing to learn.” he replied before grabbing ahold of him again. His finger scratched down his back and his hips grinded against Dylan’s. He wanted him and he was going to have him before the night was over. He kissed him and gently tugged on his lower lip with his teeth.

He thought about what he hasn’t taught him. Yet he couldn’t think of anything. Were they really that horny all the time that there was nothing left to learn? Except he didn’t think about it as much after letting his hips grind against Marco’s in the same fashion and kissed his way down his body.

He let a soft moan when he felt Dylan press up against his more sensitive parts. He ran his fingers through his hair as he kissed down his chest. He loved the danger in this. it was making him so much hornier then normal. He wondered what would happen if they got caught but he didn’t care he just continued.

If they got caught, it wasn’t like they were going to get in trouble. Simpson and the rest of them would have a whole school to bust. That could be interesting but he doubted that it would happen. Besides the danger of doing this made it all that much more exciting. At least to him. Considering they would’ve never done this when they were in school. As he got lower on Marco’s body, he reached the top of his pants. He sat up some undoing his belt and pants before leaning up again kissing him.

He moaned a little more loudly this time, his sexual tension building up inside of him. He dug his hips against Dylan’s, he wanted him to know how much he wanted him right now. His hand slid down his back slowly before resting on his ass and squeezing it a bit.

He knew their sexual tension was going to kill them both. Which was a bad thing and a good one at the same time. Good because they were going do not hold anything back, bad because of the whole getting caught thing. He moaned when Marco grounded his hips against his deeper and when he squeezed his ass. “I do believe we have too many clothes on….”

He pulled out of his suit pants after kicking his shoes across the room. He sat up a little bit and began to kiss Dylan’s stomach as he undid his belt. ” I agree.” he whispered seductively. Marco laid underneath Dylan in his tight grey boxer brief with an obvious bulge in them.

Dylan always wore something under his pants, usually. Except for when he was wearing a suit. Something about having on something under his pants didn’t feel right. “Lucky for you,” He bit on his bottom lip some as he got out of his pants. “I’m not wearing anything underneath.” Now he was wondering if Marco wished it was like that all the time. If he did, Dylan would just stop wearing something underneath his clothes.

Dinner with Dylan & my parents

Tue, 04 Oct 2011 14:16:00 -0700

Marco shut his front door behind him heading to his car. He hit unlock and slided into the drivers seat. After driving for a few minutes he slowly pulled into Dylan’s Driveway. He checked himself out in the mirror before getting out of the car. He slowly glided up to the front door and knocked a couple of times.

Dylan had been ready since he had gotten home. He didn’t want to be stuck on homework and not be ready. Good thing he was smart enough to do that. He heard the knock on the door, as he was closing his books. Getting up off the couch, he walked to the front door and opened it smiling. “Hey you.” He leaned forward giving him a kiss. If anything this night was going to be interesting.

He smiled and kissed him gently. “You ready for an intresting evening?” he asked laughing a little. His parents had been excited to have this dinner and he knew that some how they’d embarras him. He started walking back to his car, he opened the door for Dylan and then got into his side. The drive was a bit longer to his parents then the one to Dylans but they arrived on time.

“I was in school all day going, “Why did I agree to this?” to myself all day.” He laughed a bit. “Is interesting even the correct word? The last time we had dinner with your folks it was a disaster and somehow I still managed to like you.” Which was the truth, it had been a disaster of an evening back then. Though he supposed it couldn’t get any worse. Could it? He hoped not for the sake of Marco. Dylan knew how he freaked out about things easily. He was sure everything would be fine or so he hoped.

As they pulled up to his parents home he turned off the cars engine. “Yeah I’m sure things will go smoothly this time. They’ve mellowed out since you last saw them.” he got out of the car and walked over to oppe Dylan’s door for him. He grabbed ahold of his hand before heading to the door. He pressed the door bell and waited. A moment later his mother popped her face out with a warm smile she welcomed them in.

He had been nervous about this the whole entire day. Yet when he saw Mrs. Del Rossi’s face he knew it would be alright. Mrs. Del Rossi was the type that told people to be quiet when they were out of line. Dylan didn’t say much except for hello and smiled as he said it. Seeing his mother wasn’t the hard part, seeing his dad was a whole other story. He just had to remember no PDA around them. The was the easy part, sort of. If he kept saying inside his head anyway.

”Hey ma!” he said smiling before leaning in to kiss her on the cheek. She greeted them and then brought them into the living room. “Dinner will be ready shortly, I hope you’re hungry.” she said walking back into the kitchen. “See I told you this time will be way different.” Marco said holding onto Dylan’s hand. On the other side of the house you could hear Marco’s dad saying “Is that my boy, is he here.” before actually coming to see them in the living room.

“Well I’ve been nervous since yesterday about it.” He shook his head and then laughed a bit at how ridiculous he had been. It was just dinner. Even if it went horribly, it wouldn’t change how he felt about Marco. So there was nothing to worry about. Yet. “Besides, I’m sure he’s completely forgotten about that dinner anyway.” For his sake anyway. There were some things he didn’t want to relive during dinner. Of course he was remembering what Ellie and him had talked about a week or so ago. But he shook his head and figured he wasn’t even going there. Not tonight.

Marco’s father came storming into the room, he introduced himself and shook Dylan’s hand. He quickly moved on asking how work had been for marco. “Dad, works been great.” he said smiling. “So Dylan you’re in school right. What are you studying. Marco’s always like smart people.” he said scartching at his whiskers.

“Yes I’m in school trying to finish my degree. I’m studying Sports Management.” Which still confused him beyond belief as to why he’d pick that to study. Just that was something he had been interested in, so it made sense. Especially with hockey and all. “Which is way too boring to even to discuss. A lot of business end type things involved.” And that’s why he’s been working on math forever lately. “But how have you been? The last time I saw you it was around the time Marco moved in.”

Marco’s father nodded his head listening to what Dylan had to say. “I’ve been working like usual. I have plans to retire in two years which will be nice.” he smiled patting Marco’s hand. Just then his mom walked in announcing dinner was ready. Marco grabbed Dylan’s hand and pulled him into the family dining room. “Yum.” he said looking at the food layed out on the table. “Looks good Ma.” he said smiling at her before pulling a chair out for Dylan and taking a seat down next to him.

“It does look good.” He smiled as he had taken the seat next to Marco and knew that it wasn’t going to be so horrible after all. “Retiring should be nice, have any plans for when you do?” he asked figuring engaging in conversation with his father would make a good impression. Dylan didn’t know what Mr. Del Rossi would do when he retired, since he had no idea what the man was interesting in. He had only seen the man twice the whole time they had dated previously and that wasn’t enough to go on about a person’s interests.

His father had began to put food on his plate before anyone else. “I was thinking I’d buy a boat and start sailing like I did when I was Marco’s age.” Marco smiled, he knew that sailing again would make his parents happy. “I think that’s a great I dead dad.” he started to serve himself and Dylan putting random food on each of their plates. “Marco eat more greenbeans.” his mom said from her end of the table. Marco laughed a put more on his plate shaking his head.

“That sounds like a good idea. Just don’t do it in the winter time.” He laughed a bit. Not that he thought that Marco’s dad would. But just in case. He laughed at Mrs. Del Rossi and said, “That sounds like my mom.” Only because his mother would say that to him more than once at dinner until he just gave up, sighed, and put more on his plate just to make her happy. Though he hadn’t had dinner with his parents in awhile the last time they were all together, his parents were fighting. “So how are you Mrs. Del Rossi?”

She looked up from her plate and smiled. “I have been fine thank you. I have started to babysit during the day for our neighboors. They have two little girls.” she replied looking over at Dylan and Marco. Marco was eating his food slowly listening to everything his parents had to say. Meanwhile he secretly had been playing footsie under the table with Dylan.

“How old are they?” The only time he watched his nephew was when Paige randomly got up to use the bathroom and that wasn’t even that long. Dylan knew what Marco was doing but he wasn’t going to get into that at the dinner table, while he was eating. So all he did was play footsie back. Not that it mattered as his parents probably wouldn’t notice. At least his dad wouldn’t. His mom might notice and not just say anything.

”Oh they’re about 6 and 8. Very cute little girls dontcha think honey?” she looked at her husband and he nodded shoveling food into his mouth. “They’re that old already?” Marco looked up from his plate. “Geez, that makes me feel old.” he laughed a bit rubbing the back on his hand. After a while they finished eating dinner and all went to sit in the living room.

“You feel old… you’re not as old as I’ll be come December.” He laughed a bit, shaking his head letting Marco pick a spot to sit at before sitting next to him. In fact he didn’t want to think about his birthday and would rather skip it but he knew that wasn’t going to happen. He was sure anyone that knew he was back in town, like his friends would drag him out on that day just to annoy him. “I’m still trying to wrap my head around the fact that Paige has a kid.” Which was something he didn’t think he’d see in a million years.

“I’m torturing you on your birthday just for saying that.” he sneered and laughed. Marco’s parents were drinking tea and talking about what their days had been like so Dylan and Marco had sometime to talk to each other. “So dinner went well.” he said smiling.

“Well it’s not that hard to forget, since it’s New Years Eve.” He made a face. That had to be the weirdest birthday on the planet. Other than having it on Christmas. Or Thanksgiving. “It did. I was surprised to be honest.” He smiled knowing how much it meant to have this dinner. Of course they hadn’t left yet so it could change very quickly. Though he doubt that it would. Everything seemed to be going fine.