Cloudy with a chance
The beat-up truck came to a stop. It had been through hell and had somehow still managed to get them there. Aiden killed the engine. Grayson sat there in the passenger seat with a heavy heart. His eyes caught a glimpse of the sky. The air was calm, and the skies were cloudy. Yet, somehow, the sun still managed to shine through despite there being a chance of rain.
“Are you ready?” The words left Aiden’s lip with a gentleness to them.
Grayson turned his head toward Aiden. He took a moment to be in his feelings. He allowed himself to feel the comfort of Aiden’s question and the heavy emotions of what the day represented.
He sighed and then answered the question with a question. “You’d go with me?”
“Of course. No one should do this alone,” he answered as he reached over and took Grayson’s hand into his hand.
Grayson held a deep hate in his heart for cemeteries. Maybe it was fear or a combination of hate and fear. He knew for certain it was the last place he wanted to be, but he had to be. As they moved through the resting place of those gone but not forgotten, the breeze provided him comfort. It hugged him like a guiding force. Aiden walked next to him. He was quiet, but his presence said everything his words couldn’t and didn’t.
They moved carefully not to disturb those sleeping in their forever homes. It took several minutes, but they found Braylon’s final resting spot. The second Grayson laid his eyes on the tombstone, his heart dropped to his stomach. All those old feelings of sorrow, regret, and self-loathing came roaring back to life. Aiden sensed the change occurring in Grayson. He quickly took the man’s hand and held it. It was a simple, reassuring act. It was nothing grand but everything right.
Grayson’s voice felt caught in his throat like a lump of coal. Being there was harder than he wanted it to be. It seemed to never get easier. His bottom lip trembled as he struggled to hold back his tears. He inhaled, and for a split second, he didn’t breathe.
He exhaled and said, “Hey, little man. I told you I’d be here for the big 2.1. I spared no expense. I got you the good stuff because you deserve the best. I keep hoping that this has all been the longest nightmare that I refuse to wake up from, or one day I’ll blink and this will be like the Mandela Effect.”
He took a beat. A moment to breathe and collect himself. Every emotion felt like it was resting on his beating heart.
“You wouldn’t believe all the shit I went through to get here. First, my airplane had to land in fucking Tulsa. Then I had to stay in a sleazy, cheap motel off the side of the highway several times. Two tornadoes! I don’t know how I keep surviving them. I saw Ant. He still loves me, and I just trash him. Something pretty cool did happen. This really cool guy named Aiden saved me a few times. He’s right here with me. Thought it would be cool to let you meet him.”
Grayson looked at Aiden. Aiden had tears in his eyes. His big heart ached for Grayson and Braylon.
“Hey, Braylon. I hope it's okay that I’m here. I could use a drink because your big brother has really been a special type of pain in the ass.”
They both chuckled. Grayson pulled out a bottle of liquor from his bag. He popped it open and took a sip. It was smooth going down. He passed the bottle to Aiden. Aiden took a sip, and then Grayson poured some on Braylon’s grave.
“Happy birthday, little brother. I love you, kid.”
Aiden smiled and said, “Happy Birthday, Braylon.”
Grayson took a seat, and Aiden sat next to him. He closed his eyes and just let the wind blow through his body. Aiden gently scooted over and wrapped his big, strong arms around him. The wind eased both of their hurting hearts. It was in the wind that they heard the cries of those who had gone before them.
“You know, I always take photos of the storm and the aftermath. I try to piece it all together…hoping I’ll find something that gives me a clue as to what the trigger point is for a storm.” Aiden’s voice was low, calm, and soothing. “I want to protect and save people from what they don’t know is there. A storm brews and simmers long before the destruction. It’s a quiet fore waiting in the background.”
“Sometimes we’re so far gone that we can’t be saved, Aiden.”
“I’d like to think anyone can be saved. You just have to want it, Grayson.”
There was something in the way Aiden said it all. It made Grayson slightly turn his head and gaze up at him. Their eyes lingered in the space between them. The quietness between them simmered like a pot of carefully brewed tea on a sweet November day.
Grayson exhaled and asked, “You ever wondered what happens when you die? Like what the other side of all this would be like?”
“I used to pretty often. Now not as much. I’d like to think that on the other side, I’d be met with blue skies and not just any old blue but the kind that steals your breath. My parents would be waiting with open arms for me. They would embrace and hug me for eternity. What about you?”
Grayson closed his eyes, breathed in and out. A slow smile spread across his face as he envisioned what the other side would look like for him.
“A big open field with trees and flowers. Water would flow gently through the most beautiful land. Music playing that speaks to my heart and soul. I’d see Braylon, and we would be reunited. Every day would be magical. I’d be loved unconditionally. The one thing I’ve always wanted but always seemed to be just out of my reach would finally fill my heart and soul.”
Grayson spoke with so much certainty in his voice. He opened his eyes, and they were red and puffy from the tears he had fought to keep in. He turned toward Aiden. The bull had tears rolling down the side of his sun-kissed cheeks. Grayson lovingly wiped Aiden’s tears.
Aiden took hold of Grayson’s hand and placed it on his heart. The feel of Aiden’s heartbeat was beautiful. Aiden placed his hand on Grayson’s heart. As they sat there with clear minds and slow breaths, their heartbeats began to synchronize.
Aiden’s voice trembled as he said, “It’s only been three days since I met you. In three days, we have been through twisters, fights, and passion. In three days, I’ve felt something I never wanted to feel. I felt hope and love. I love you unconditionally, Grayson Blue.”
Grayson closed his eyes and shook his head from side to side. He opened them. “Aiden Sky, you’re a good man with the heart of a giant. Fierce is the storm inside you, but you don’t love me. You’re in love with the idea of someone you can save. Save yourself and find someone worthy of you. It ain’t me.”
“What? It is you. You just have to let me in. Let me show you it's me, Storm. We can be so good together.”
Grayson stood up. He turned his back and began to run. Aiden called after him and started to run behind him. Grayson wouldn’t stop running. He couldn’t open himself up to the pain of loving someone else and losing them. He had to get away before it was too late to save Aiden from his destruction.
Aiden ran behind Grayson. He called after him, but it was no use. He was off in the distance and then out of sight. Aiden wanted him. He wanted to be there for him. When his parents died, he closed himself off from love. Grayson came into his life and flipped it upside down. In a matter of days, he’d fallen head over heels in love.
“FUCK,” he screamed in frustration.
Grayson ran for miles. He ran from everything he had ever gone through. He ran from what was and what could have been. He didn’t stop running until he was back at the place where it all started. He stopped in front of the home he grew up in. Sitting on the front porch waiting for him was Anthony.
“Welcome home, Blue,” he said as he stood up. He looked nervous, maybe even anxious.
Grayson groaned and asked, “What are you doing here, Ant?”
“I’m here for you. For us. I know what today is.”
“Good. I’m glad you know. Now leave. Get out of here.”
“Not till we talk about the other night.”
“The other night? The other night was a mistake, Ant.”
“No, it wasn’t. It was you doing what you always do. I saw you leave with him. That Gringo. I saw you at the cemetery. I was there, trying and wanting to be by your side. I saw you arrive with him.”
“What do you want me to say?”
“The truth, Blue. You hate me and you love me. You want me to suffer for what happened that night. You can sense when I’m happy and moving on from you. So, you show up and fuck my world up. I let you because I feel like I owe you my pain.”
“Fuck you and your, Anthony!”
Grayson stormed off around the back of the house. He found the spare key inside the fake stone, blended with the real ones. He unlocked the door to the basement. Grayson went to slam the door, but Ant pushed it open. Grayson stumbled backwards. Anthony slammed the door and locked it.
“You Latin hillbilly son of a bitch. GET OUT!” Rage and agony seethed with every word Grayson spoke.
Anthony shook his head. “No. You don’t get to keep toying with me, Blue. Either love me or hate me. Just know I still love you.”
“No, you don’t! You had the chance to love me, and you left me.”
“I was a kid,” he yelled. “I didn’t know how to handle the pain and regret. I blamed myself for what happened. I thought I could never look you in your eyes again.”
Grayson threw his arms in the air. “Fuck you. You don’t get to be sad. You don’t get to make me feel like shit. He was my brother! I didn’t get to go to the funeral. No one was there for me. I went through it alone! It was unfair and it hurts!”
“I’m sorry. I am so sorry, Blue. Please let me be there for you.”
“It’s too late for me. No one can save me. The damage is done inside and out. All my scars are like fresh, open wounds. Just look the cuts on me.”
Grayson moved toward the door. He was about to open it when Ant grabbed his arm and pulled him close. Time suddenly stood still. Everything reversed, and they were those young teens in love all over again. Passion and romance gripped them and refused to let go.
Ant couldn’t help himself when it came to Grayson. He dived right in and went for the kiss. Those familiar lips took Grayson back in time. The two men kissed like the lovers they once were and probably always would be on some level. Ant broke away from the kiss. He ripped Grayson’s shirt off and snatched those pants off of him. Grayson stood there breathless and erect. His grey eyes pierced through Ant’s heart.
“You fucked me and left me in a sleazy motel alone,” he said as his heart raced.
“We fucked each other, Ant,” Grayson corrected him.
“Yeah, well, now we’re about to do it again. The way I want it, Blue.”
Grayson sighed, “And what way is that?”
“Passionate.” He uttered that one word with his entire heart and soul. His exposed wounds and hurt were there for Grayson to devour.
Grayson took a step toward him; Ant pushed him back on the sofa bed. He quickly engulfed that dark meat into his mouth. Grayson let out a low moan. Ant swallowed every drop of him. He quickly moved his head up and down. He wrapped his hand around the base of Grayson’s shaft and stroked him as he sucked him off. His tongue flicked back and forth across the slit.
He moved his finger across Grayson’s taint and then pushed his digit against his pucker. Ant’s finger slipped inside Grayson tight fiery ass. The man let out a deep moan. Ant smiled around the dick. He fingered him without mercy but with passion as he sucked that throbbing cock.
“Oh my God!” Grayson found himself panting and rocking his body on Ant’s thick digit.
He quickly sat up and rolled Ant onto his back. He kissed him with his tongue and heart. As they kissed, he ripped Ant’s clothes off his tight, beautiful body. He flipped the man onto his knees. Ant’s pucker winked at Grayson. Saliva dropped from his mouth onto Ant’s hole.
“Blue,” Ant mumbled softly. He wanted the man more than he wanted anything in the world.
Grayson ran his finger over the hole. He smeared his saliva around the ring, and then he buried his face between Ant’s cheeks. That pert ass was his to feast on. He pushed his tongue inside of Ant and began to tongue fuck him. He flicked it around the inside of Ant’s anus. He slapped those cheeks and made them bounce just the way he liked it.
Ant looked back over his shoulder. The sight of Grayson’s face buried in his crack melted his heart. No matter what, Grayson would always be the love of his life and the man he’d risk anything for. No amount of time could or would erase that for him. Grayson shoved his tongue deeper into Anthony’s tunnel. The man arched his back and pushed more of his ass into Grayson’s face.
“Eat me. Eat me like you love me,” Ant begged.
Grayson sucked on his pucker. He removed his face and slapped his thick dick across Ant’s twitching hole. He pushed the head against the entrance, and it slipped inside the man. Ant gasped at the welcome intrusion. Grayson grabbed hold of those cheeks and steadied himself as he began to fuck Ant. Ant gripped the sheets as he took Grayson’s perfectly timed strokes. Ant’s hole moistened around Grayson’s cock.
He moaned into the sheets and pushed more of his ass back. Grayson moved his hips mechanically as he worked Ant’s sloppy, wet hole. As he fucked him those globes bounced and rocked. Ant rocked his body back and forth. He took it like he had been taking it his entire life when it was only his second time taking Grayson, or any man, for that matter.
“Fuck me. It feels so good,” Ant cried.
Grayson asked between strokes, “This what you came back for? I popped your cherry in Tulsa, and you needed it again?”
He pulled out of Anthony. The man’s hole felt empty and deprived. Grayson flipped him onto his back. He slid his cock back inside of him. Anthony began to stoke his erection as he took Grayson’s dick. The sound of their sex could be heard throughout the house. It was raw and nasty. It was passionate and rough.
“God, yes,” Ant cried. “Fucking give it to me, Blue.”
Grayson pulled out of him. He got on his hands and knees. Ant wasted no time diving his face in Grayson’s ass. He tongue fucked him like a slutty whore. As his tongue worked the inside of his ass he stroked Grayson dick. Grayson loved every moment of it. Ant knew how to touch his body. He knew how to make him remember the past without it hurting.
Grayson moaned and uttered, “Oh fuck. Yes! Eat my pussy, Ant.”
Ant stood up and pushed his angry cock against Grayson’s hole. The man pushed out and Ant’s cock slipped inside of him. Ant went balls deep into that tender, hot, tight hole. Ant began to fuck in and out of him. He slapped those dark cheeks as he fucked him. Grayson let out cries of pleasure. Ant’s cock swelled inside of Grayson and stretched him wider. His body reacted to it with intense pleasure.
“Oooh fuck,” Grayson moaned. “Fuck me! Fuck me, baby!”
“Fuck you so good,” Anthony told him. “You’ll always be my fucking Blue. My baby till the end of time.”
His strokes grew more intense. He fucked him deeper and harder. Ant plowed into Grayson over and over. Each stroke was met with moans and cries of deep pleasure. They were once again the younger version of themselves. The version that had fallen madly in love and saw a world where they would grow old together under the stars.
Ant pulled out and flipped Grayson onto his back. His dick slid back inside of him. He spread Grayson’s legs and began to fuck him again. He pushed his dick deep inside of him. Grayson stroked his cock as Ant took him. He plowed into him. Their eyes locked in a space and place that belonged only to them. He fucked him hard. His balls pounded into those amazing chocolate cakes. He lifted Grayson's legs and exposed more of his hole. His dick slid deeper.
“FUCK!” Let me ride you,” Grayson shouted.
They flipped over, and Grayson began to ride Ant. He bounced up and down on Ant’s dick. Anthony cuffed those fat ass cheeks in his hands. Grayson leaned down and kissed the man. As they kissed, he rode him harder and faster. His hole tightened around Ant’s dick. The fluids from inside of him ran free. His juices flowed down Ant’s shaft and onto his balls.
“You’re fucking me so good,” he told him.
“Better than that fucking Gringo,” Ant asked. His jealousy was on display.
Grayson squinted his eyes at him. He hopped off Ant’s dick. His hole released more fluids. He rolled Ant onto his hands and knees and shoved his cock back inside of him. He took hold of Ant’s waist and began to pound him. He powered fucked him like a bitch. His dick owned every part of Anthony’s insides. It touched everything and rearranged him inside.
Ant cried, “Fuck, Blue. Oh my God. What the fuck, bro?”
Grayson growled, “You gonna respect Aiden. He’s my Gringo! You understand?”
He sat on Ant’s ass and fucked him deep and hard. Ant’s hole squirted out thick cream. Ant’s moans and cries grew louder. Grayson moved in and out of him faster and harder. He fucked him deep and long. Those cheeks clapped and bounced. Ant’s body rocked back and forth. The sound of his insides shifting and molding flooded Grayson's ears.
“Fuck! Grayson, I understand. I understand, baby.”
Grayson pulled his dripping wet cock out of Ant. Anthony turned around. He had tears in his eyes. He was breathing hard. His body was wrecked with various different feelings.
“Now fuck me like I fucked you,” Grayson demanded as he bent over.
Ant got behind him. He bit his bottom lip and shoved his dick inside of the man. Grayson squealed and gripped the sheets. Anthony began to ram his big dick in and out of him. Grayson moaned and cried out in pleasure. Anthony fucked him hard, rough, and fast. He beat Grayson's walls in. Juices flowed out of him like a river. Anthony gripped his hips and pulverized his ass. That hole quivered and throbbed. Grayson bit the sheets as his body took the pounding. He groaned and bounced back and forth.
Ant slapped him on the ass. “Don’t you fucking move, Blue. You take this dick.”
Grayson stopped moving. He held still as Anthony wrecked his insides. He drilled him deep. His walls spread beyond their limits. He could feel it in his lower back and stomach. Anthony rammed into him over and over. He held on and took it. His cock swung back and forth and leaked precum all over the bed.
Anthony shouted, “Fuck me back!”
Grayson rocked back and forth. He fucked himself with such skill and passion. Anthony moaned, and his eyes rolled. They had worked up quite a sweat. The room smelled of ass, cum, and sex. Grayson moved back and forth faster and faster. He could sense that Anthony was close to his climax. He flexed his anal walls around the man’s cock.
“FUCK! I’m bout to cum in you. I’m bout to fucking cum, Blue.”
Grayson twerked just a bit on the tip of Anthony’s cock. The man let out a scream and then flooded Grayson’s insides with his hot cum. Grayson quickly rocked back and forth as his own cock violently sprayed the bed with cum.
The stairs creaked, and then there was a voice. A voice that tingled Grayson in the way a nightmare instills fear.
“Well, you're back to desecrate my house with your perversions again. You son of a bitch.”
Grayson stood up. He was naked and dripping with sweat. Normally, he would have covered himself and shown a little more respect. However, respect for her had died a long time ago.
“You’re right. You are absolutely right. I am your son after all!
The mother and son stared at one another with deep vitriol. It had been cloudy with a chance of storms. Now the storm was almost certain because there would never be any sunshine when she was around!
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