Jake slammed the phone down and turned around quickly to see Daniel glaring at him from the other end of the empty white room.
"How did it go?" Jake blurted out trying to act casual, but Danny saw right though his act.
"You didn't?!" Danny questioned sounding upset.
Jake paused for a second and just stared back at his friend with a blank facial expression. He considered trying to cover up what he was about to do before he was interrupted but decided that it was probably best to tell him the truth.
"Huh," he groaned, "no, I didn't ... but I was going to."
Danny noticed the guilt in his body language as he looked down at the shiny white floor slouching, but he was still upset and annoyed by this; "But you promised me Jake, you promised me you wouldn't say anything. You lied to me!"
At that moment, Jake knew that he had messed up. He could sense the hurt that he had caused Danny to feel as he hung his head in shame.
"Well that makes two of us then doesn't it".
"I just thought..."
"Well you thought wrong! ... Look, it doesn't matter now anyway, let's just go home, I'm tired. We can talk about this tomorrow".
Jake didn't say anything. There was nothing he could say, he felt so ashamed. They headed out of the hospital in silence. The bus journey back to the neighbourhood where the two young men lived was like torture. They went the whole way without saying a single word to one another. It wasn't that they didn't have anything to talk about; they clearly had a number of problems to sort out, but now was neither the time, nor the place. Daniel and Jake were both exhausted. They had been through so much in the last week or so that nothing really made sense any more. They needed time; Time to think, Time to adjust, Time to decide what they wanted in the future and how they were going to get what they wanted. Everything had been happening so quickly. It was like they were caught in a violent storm which was pushing them along giving them no control over where they were going or what they were doing. They needed it all to stop for a while.
11AM the next morning. Both boys were at home. Both were in their own beds. Both were safe, and their parents were relieved. They were both awake by now after sleeping better than they had ever slept before. Due to the extent of their mental and physical exhaustion the day before, they had no trouble sleeping at all regardless of everything that was going on in their mixed up minds. However, another thing they both shared was a problem. They knew that as soon as they got up out of bed, it would all start again. They would have to face the world once more, and the world included their parents.
All parents worry about their children, it's only natural and of course, that's the way it should be but at this moment in time, neither Jake or Daniel felt like answering a million questions. "What's been going on?", "Where have you been?", "Why didn't you tell us where you were going?" and so on. It was all so complicated, so confusing, so frustrating! They just couldn't bare it. There was a part of both of them that wished they could just stay where they were forever. Safe, warm, comfortable, alone in their own beds, with nothing to do but lie down and think to themselves. However, they knew that this wasn't going to happen. They had to get up eventually, and besides, the sooner they faced the world, the sooner they would be able to deal with their issues and get on with their lives.
Jake looked over at the small round digital alarm clock on the wooden cabinet beside his big king-sized bed. He just stared at the numbers and thought about how meaningless they were on their own. He thought about how, when those numbers were together in the way that they were, they had a purpose, to tell the time. Together they had meaning, but if you take a number out of the clock and look at it on its own, it's useless; it's just a number with no purpose, no meaning and no reason for existence. His head rolled back to its original position facing upwards towards the ceiling and Jake returned his thoughts to Danny. "You know," the voice in his head said, "Those numbers are a lot like you and Danny. On your own your no good at all, you have no purpose in life but with him...with him you have a reason to be alive, - to make him happy, to respect him, care for him, be there for him...to love him!".
When he thought that, a smile stretched across his beautiful face. He thought more about Danny and remembered how he felt about him. He remembered how he felt the day before when he sucked him off in the field behind the barn. That warm, fuzzy, happy feeling returned and he thought about how much he loved Danny. As Jake thought more deeply about the erotic events of the day before, he felt his cock start to twitch under the covers of his warm bed and he went to grab hold of it.
Bang bang bang!
Jake was disturbed from his thinking by a knock at his bedroom door.
"Yeah" he said hesitantly.
"It's me" replied his mum's voice, "I brought you some breakfast, I thought you might be hungry".
Jake hadn't even thought about food for ages. He realized how hungry he was when he heard his mother say those words. He hadn't eaten anything substantial in days! The idea of breakfast sure sounded good to him!
"Come in" he replied, making sure his half stiff dick wasn't visible through his covers.
His mother entered his room with a tray of food with a glass of milk on the side of it. Jake sat up in his bed, adjusting the pillows to make himself comfortable. His mother walked over and placed the tray on his lap. She looked him in the eye and smiled before patting him on the head like he was a dog or something. Jake looked back at her patiently, waiting for her to start with the questions. But then, to his surprise, she turned around and left the room. Although Jake was relieved at this, it sort of confused him a little because usually his mother would be the first person to worry and start getting hysterical, but this time she seemed completely normal. "What the hell?" he thought to himself staring into thin air and frowning, "Does she know what's happened? ... Nah, how could she? ... Unless Danny ... nah, he didn't want to tell anyone in the first place." He was puzzled at his mother's actions. "Oh fuck it," he realised, "I've had enough of being confused! Just eat!" he thought. So Jake turned his attention to the food and started to fuel his eagerly waiting stomach.
Meanwhile back at Danny's house, Danny had found the willpower to get his ass out of his pit. He got up, strolled over to the other side of his room and looked at his reflection in the mirror. His jaw dropped slightly when he saw himself. He looked a real mess! His hair was frizzy and was stuck to his head on one side where it had been resting on his pillow. His jaw line was covered with long whispey brown hairs where he hadn't shaved in days. His left arm was led across his hid body, restricted by the sling which he now had to wear. "Fuck I need a shower!" he said to himself out loud, and with that he headed to the bathroom which was conveniently right next to his bedroom.
He walked in and locked the door with his one free hand, contemplating how difficult his life was going to be with just one hand for a little while. He removed his boxer shorts which he had slept in the night before. Although that sounds like a simple task, it took him about five frustrating minutes as he struggled to balance himself as he pulled them down with his one hand. "Fuck!" he thought to himself, "I'm gonna need some help with things in the next few weeks!". He removed the sling and the bandages like the nurse had told him to do when he was going to shower. Now completely naked, he was in a huge amount of pain. He was forced to git his teeth and screw his face up as he reached up with his right hand and turned the shower on. Carefully he stepped in.
The warm water felt good as it trickled over his naked body. He groaned as he started to relax, feeling the liquid roll over him, caressing his young toned body. As Danny felt the warmth trickle over him, he felt his dick start to grow between his legs. He moaned again as waves rushed over his thickening cock sending waves of pleasure though his body. His now hard, wet rod jumped and twitched as the water massaged the head, brushing over the nerve endings. He threw his head back causing his face to move directly under the shower head. All of his troubles seemed to disappear as he reached for his cock with his left hand. "FUCK!" he screamed! The pleasure disappeared instantly and it was replaced with raw agony! He had forgotten about his arm. He thumped his other hand hard against the wall as his eyes winced and screwed up in pain. As the pain slowly subsided, he stopped punching the wall.
His cock was still hard and badly needed attention. He thought about Jake. He thought about the day before. He remembered how good it felt when Jake placed his cock in his mouth and sucked it like a professional until he came down his throat! His cock jumped up once more, twitching at the thought of Jake. Danny remembered the way that Jake slid his wet lips over his dick and caressed it with his tongue at the same time. He couldn't take it, he grabbed his hard cock with his right hand this time, and started stroking it, doing his best to imitate the way that Jake had treated it the day before. He started off slowly and got faster and faster, trying to find a good rhythm. He pounded away at his meat, thinking about Jake the whole time. The pressure built and he felt like he was going to explode, he couldn't last much longer. He dick twitched in his hand and he moaned in pleasure tipping his head back under the hot water allowing it to flow over his pulsating body. He felt his balls start to tighten and his round butt cheeks clenched together as he reached the point of no return. "Mmmmmm" he moaned as a stream of hot sticky white cum spurted out of the end of his dick over the floor of the shower! His mind shattering orgasm seemed to last forever as spurt after spurt of hot semen spilled out of his cock!
After he was satisfied with his session, he let go of his cock and let it flop back down between his legs. He grabbed the shower head and aimed it at the pool of thick white liquid which now covered the floor of the shower. He then continued to wash himself. As he covered his body with soap, he wondered what Jake was doing. He realised then, that they had left each other the day before, with so many problems left to deal with. He wondered how Jake must be feeling about this whole thing. If he was honest, Danny didn't even know if they were really in a relationship. Would Jake still be interested in having a relationship with him after all of this? There was a lot which they desperately needed to sort out!
TO BE CONTINUED...
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