Everywhere all at once
They had been in the truck for twenty minutes. It was the longest twenty minutes. The silence was almost unbearable. The tension between Grayson and Aiden was thick. Adam could feel something was off between the two of them.
“It’s too quiet in here.” He clicked the radio on. “Something’s Got a Hold On Me” by Etta James was playing on the radio.
“I like this song. Turn it up,” Grayson said.
Adam reached over to turn the radio up. Before he could turn it up, Aiden changed the station, and their ears were met with the sound of Jewel belting out “Standing Still.” His level of pettiness was unmatched. He couldn’t explain why he cared so much about the guy in Grayson’s room, but he did.
Grayson smirked to himself and began to sing, “Do you want me like I want you? Or am I still standing still?”
Aiden turned the radio up, drowning out Grayson’s voice. He briefly looked in the rearview mirror. Grayson glared right at him and then flipped him off. Aiden chuckled to himself. He floored the gas of the pickup truck. Almost as soon as he hit the gas, he hit the brakes. Everyone of them went forward in their seats and then backwards. Traffic was at a complete standstill once again.
Adam sighed, “Holy cow.”
“Sorry,” Aiden apologized.
Grayson groaned, “Jesus H. Christ. Where the fuck you get your license from? Shit Driver’s USA?”
Aiden quickly turned around in his seat at Grayson. “Hey, fucker, how about a little bit of appreciation?”
Aiden’s face and neck had turned red. Grayson was completely under his skin. It made him boil. No one had ever gotten under his skin so fast. He had to challenge him. He had to get him from under his skin. Little did he know Grayson had already figured out he was under his skin.
Grayson cocked and eyebrow and rose to the challenge, “Do something worth appreciating, Aiden!”
“Oh…,” he breathed, a laugh slipped past his lips like it didn’t belong. The laugh wasn’t real. It was the effect of being caught off guard, of being challenged, of being touched. “Listen here, darling, you can walk to Oklahoma City here at this point.”
“Oh my God,” Adam shouted. “Will you two stop. The road is closed. A twister tore through the town about 20 miles up the road. There’s debris and everything for miles.”
“Great,” Grayson sighed. “Another delay. Another day spent in traffic. I can’t take being in this state much longer!”
“Will you cool your panties back there?” Aiden couldn’t resist saying something to him.
“How about you eat my ass?”
Aiden quickly averted his eyes as he blushed. It was quite cute to witness. Adam burst out laughing. Grayson had won that particular round.
“I know somewhere we can go and relax,” Aiden began. “We’re gonna be here awhile.”
Adam asked, “Where are we going?”
“My version of Malibu,” he answered.
Aiden looked in the rearview mirror at Grayson. He raised his eyebrow. That was his way of asking without saying a word. He didn’t need any more cracks in his armor. Grayson rolled his eyes.
Grayson responded with the voice of a stereotypical Southern Belle, “Why, you’re the driver, sir. Whatever you decide. I’d hate to have to walk to OKC.”
Aiden laughed on the inside. He cut across the dirt and grass, and they were off to another destination. Twenty minutes later, they pulled into a gas station conjoined to a diner off the beaten path. Everyone got out of the truck. Aiden went inside, Adam stretched, and Grayson walked to the edge of the road. He stared at the clouds. For some reason, he found the clouds to be fascinating and grounding.
“You know I like him,” Adam said as he stood next to Grayson.
Grayson kept his eyes on the clouds. “I’m aware. Why are you telling me this?”
“Because he spent all night talking about you. I don’t fascinate him, but you do.”
He slowly turned to face Adam. “All night? Didn’t he stop talking at some point to screw you?”
Adam rolled his eyes. “Part of me would love to lie and get under your skin. While I wanted to sleep with him, he wanted to figure you out.”
“There’s nothing to figure out. I’m just Grayson.” He was just Grayson, but there were things to figure out. Layers needed to be peeled away, and old wounds needed healing.
Adam chuckled softly, “And Grayson is a big complicated mess, but guess what, so is Aiden.”
Aiden walked out of the gas station. From a distance, he studied the two men. He carefully watched their body language, trying to get a read on their conversation without actually eavesdropping. As he stood, he noticed a change in the wind. The light breeze he was feeling against his face was gone.
Aiden stooped down and picked up a handful of dirt. He tossed it to see which direction it would blow. It dropped back to the earth. No wind carried it. The air was completely still as if something was holding it. A shift in pressure, sudden and low, pulled the air out of his lungs.
“Shit! Grayson! Adam! Get inside now,” he shouted.
The two men turned their attention toward Aiden. The sound of the Earth flipping and splitting came from everywhere all at once. The growl of an angry Earth far in the distance built fast. The wind hit them sideways, blowing them back. Grayson and Adam turned back toward the main road. A few miles away, they saw it. It was turning deep in the sky. A circular roar that sounded familiar to that of a freight train.
Adam yanked on Grayson’s arm, “Come on!”
Grayson pulled away from him. His eyes stayed fixed on the roaring beast in the sky. Adam took off running toward the diner. Grayson stood there with his skin tingling and his hair rising. Dust whipped off the ground and spiraled toward the sky. The dark funnel began to dip from the clouds. Then it happened. The tornado touched the earth! It had been twelve years since he was last face-to-face with a tornado, and seeing the twister sent him right back to the year 2013!
TWELVE YEARS EARLIER
The rain outside was coming down harder. The sky had completely blackened. Every news report had a Tornado watch in effect. Grayson sat in the basement, hoping for the worst part of the storm to pass them by. As he sat there thinking, a soft tap at the basement door drew his attention.
He went over and opened the door. His eyes lit up and sparkled with joy. Anthony stood there staring at him with passion in his gorgeous eyes. It was like right out of a rom-com. The jock and nerd falling in love under the backdrop of a rainy night.
“Ant, what are you doing here? My little brother is here.” Grayson pulled him in from the rain and closed the door.
Anthony wrapped his arms around his waist and spun him around. He closed the distance between them. Their eyes lingered in time and space. The room suddenly felt warm and comforting.
“I ran all the way over here to spend the storm with you. I want to be with you all the time,” he said with a smile that could stop time.
Grayson stepped away from him. He walked over to the sound system, turned it on, and the poetic beat and lyrics of “It Will Rain” by Bruno Mars began to play. Anthony pulled him back close, and they began to slow dance together. They moved to the sofa. Grayson sat down and looked up at Anthony. A longing surfaced between them. Anthony bit his bottom lip as he unbuttoned his pants and pulled his semi erect cock out.
“Anthony,” Grayson uttered his name. The passion left his lip like a match striking a flame.
“Touch it,” he said as he let go of his cock. “Its been thinking of you all day.”
Grayson looked at it. It was twitching, and it looked so good. He wrapped his hand around the shaft of Ant’s cock. The skin was smooth like velvet and warm to the touch. He could feel his blood pumping. Grayson began to stroke his length. His hand slowly moved up and down as Ant let out these soft, low moans. Anthony started to leak precum all over him. The excitement could be felt in the air. Grayson fought the urge to bring his fingers to his mouth. He loved the way Anthony tasted.
“I’m a leaker when I’m excited,” he informed him. “I’m always excited around you, Blue.”
Grayson huffed, “I know. It makes me feel good to know that you feel this way about me.”
Anthony confessed in the heat of the moment his heart’s secret, “I love you, Blue. You’re my heart.”
Everything paused. It was just the two of them as the sky erupted outside. Grayson still couldn’t wrap his mind around what was happening. He had the hottest jock in high school in his basement declaring his love. It felt like he was in a dream and was just waiting to wake up. Ant gestured his head towards his dick. Grayson knew what he was saying. Who was he to resist the man he loved? He leaned over and took that cock into his mouth. His tongue rolled around the inside of the foreskin. Ant let out a deep sigh as he tossed his head back.
Grayson worked my neck, taking more of him in his mouth. His lips slid up and down the rock-hard shaft as he stroked himself. Ant placed a hand on the back of his head, making him take more of that pretty dick. He sighed and encouraged Grayson to take him deeper into his mouth. His smell and taste ran free to be completely devoured. He deep-throated the entire fat cock.
“Oh fuck! You’re gonna make me cum if you keep doing that,” he shouted out as he pulled Grayson off his dick. Their eyes met with a softness that could only be exchanged between two people in love. Grayson leaned back and hiked his legs up; his tight hole winked at Ant. The gorgeous stud smirked and ran his fat, heavy tongue across that smooth, tight hole. It sent tingles through his toes. Ant took his time and rolled his tongue across the taint and then sucked on the outer ring of Grayson’s ass.
Grayson softly moaned, “Oh my God.” He tried to keep as quiet as possible. He didn’t want to share his feelings with the world around them. He wanted to convey them softly and gently to Anthony only.
Anthony worked his tongue inside his hole. He used it like it was a spear and spread those anal walls. He could feel that tongue completely darting in and out of his hole. He closed his eyes and let Ant’s tongue work its magic on his sweet and innocent anus.
Anthony pulled is face from Grayson’s ass. He looked at me with starry eyes and said, “I wanna cum with you, Blue.”
Grayson gazed upon him with all his innocence. His eyes were full of hope and calmness. He nodded his head. “Tell me what you want, Ant.”
“I was hoping I could cum inside you,” he said as he stood up and pulled his shirt off. His athletic frame made Grayson blush. Anthony loved seeing him blush. It made him smile from within. From his heart.
“You want me like this?” He asked him as he stared at his sexy body. Grayson wanted him desperately. He needed to feel him inside and all over his body. He wanted to be lost in the rain, snow, sleet, and sunshine of life with him. They were young and so in love. The whole world was just waiting for them. Anthony took his dick and slapped it in his open hand. He didn’t need to say anything else. Grayson knew he was serious. He was happy to let him have his way. Ant motion for him to flip over. Grayson obeyed and flipped over onto his knees and pulled his shirt off. Those round, dark cakes were his for the taking.
He pushed his dick against that hole, and it slid right inside of him. Their bodies offered zero resistance. Ant groaned as he bottomed out in him. His balls came to rest against Grayson’s. The man could feel every inch of Ant’s dick buried deep in him. Anthony started to fuck him slowly. Grayson’s dick grew harder as he pumped into him.
“Ant,” he moaned as his body relaxed under Anthony’s touches.
Anthony panted, “You feel so good, Blue. You feel like home, baby.”
Grayson’s walls turned into mush as he picked up the pace and urgency in his stroke game. His rocked my body back and forth on that dick. Anthony sucked his ear into his mouth and let his warm breath trickle down Grayson’s smooth skin. His dick slid deeper into that wet hole. The moans between them grew louder. Anthony sat directly in that ass and pounded his backside.
He pulled all the way out and slammed back inside of him. Grayson wrapped his hand around his fat meat and stroked. He gave himself to the pleasure and took Anthony’s dick over and over. His body felt like it was on fire. Moans and moans on top of love and passion flowed through the two of them. Ant loved every part of Grayson. It was his mission to fuck him with every part of himself. Time seemed to stop and fade away. All that mattered was them. Grayson found himself stroking his cock. Anthony started hitting his spot, and he loved it.
“I’m gonna cum,” Grayson cried out.
He stroked his dick faster. The cum boiled over and fired out his balls. Anthony fucked into him deeper, and Grayson’s cock exploded. His body clenched as the cum flew out of him. Anthony slammed into him one more time. Then he flooded his insides with hot semen. They pulled away from one another, and their lips connected in a beautiful kiss.
“What the fuck,” came the shrill voice of Grayson’s mother.
That was the night she found out he was gay. It was the night of a million shatters that would change his life and mold him into the man he would eventually become.
PRESENT DAY
Grayson stood there, almost frozen as he stared at the thing that he claimed so much from him. The wind whipped back and forth like strong ocean currents. A snapping sound came, and then a shove sent him to the ground. The twister began to move, spinning and churning in their direction. It felt like it was everywhere all at once…
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