Thursday came in the blink of an eye and I sighed as I sat comfortably in my brother's car. I knew I had 3 more days left before having to return to work but something about returning to the city where I was bound to run into Jon made me feel on edge.

"You okay?" Derek asked, cutting into my thoughts.

"Yeah, just tryna figure out what imma be doing for the next few days to occupy my time."

"You could always go clubbing or just chill at home. Watch TV, eat junk food and masturbate if you need to. If I had a whole week for myself, I'd be stoked."

"I don't know man-"

"Is it because of your boss? You afraid to see him again?"

"Maybe."

"So what if you guys had a heated kiss outside mom's house, it's no big deal."

"It isn't, but his dad caught me giving him heads at the back of his car and told me to take an early day-"

"Are you serious?! That's why you were home? You told me you had a headache.

"I didn't wanna make it a big deal."

"Your actual boss saw you sucking his son dude... Wait, does he know his son is gay?"

"I think so. The other two guys that were with him... Not so much."

"Bro!"

"I know, I know."

"I'd quit my job if I were you. Stop the embarrassment before it happens."

"I'm not ashamed of what happened."

"Not even in the slightest? What if everyone at work starts talking about it?"

"So? I sucked my boss' son, no big deal."

"Okay. If you say so."

We drove the rest of the way in silence and a few hours later I was saying goodbye to my twin as he drove towards his own place.

A small part of me worried about what Jon and his dad talked about whilst the other part couldn't give two fucks.

Pulling my keys out of my pants pockets, I walked the small distance to my door and nearly had a heart attack at the sight of Jon sitting on my doorstep.

"What the hell dude?!"

"Danny." He responded in a monotone voice.

"Don't fucking Danny me. Why are you sitting on my doorstep so late at night in the damn dark?"

"You texted and said you'd be home today so I decided to stop by."

"Yeah, but I said I'd be home by 6, It's way past that time now... Were you sitting here since then?"

"I had sonic dash to keep me company."

"You had what?

"Sonic dash? A game?"

Jon finally stands and comes towards me and I hate the fact that I have to look up to him. Never being the type to date a more masculine guy, someone I couldn't control, I found it hard to resist the urge to push him back down so I'd be more superior.

"You sat outside my place for four hours and played a game. Why didn't you just go home?"

"Well if I did that I wouldn't see you, now would I?"

"Let's just go inside." I cut off just as he was about to pull me into his arms.

Sidestepping him, I unlocked my door, waited for him to enter, relocked it and braced the table closest to the door as Jon took off his jacket and sat on the couch.

"What did your dad say?"

"It doesn't matter."

"Of course it does, I wanna know if I have a job to go back to."

"Of course you have a job Danny, don't be stupid."

"I'm not being stupid, I'm being reasonable."

"You have a job to come back to. He didn't fault you."

"What did he do to you?" I asked after Jon's voice went down a notch and he looked away.

"I'm a grown man, don't make it sound like he gave me a spanking."

"Jon."

"He transferring me to Annandale."

"What?!" I snapped, surprised. "That's all the way across town."

"It's no big deal-"

"What do you mean it's no big deal?! I sucked you off and your dad ships you four hours away from where you're supposed to be working."

"First of all, it's not your fault so stop thinking that it is and secondly, my dad has been trying to get rid of me since he found out I was gay. He's fine with me as long as I abided by his 'don't ask, don't tell' rule and since two of his top guys saw us and found out about his faggot son, he had the perfect opportunity to ship me to someplace where no-one has to see me."

"You're not a faggot." I stated, hating the taste of the word even as I said it.

"I-"

"You're just a guy that likes guys-"

"Hey." Jon interrupts; getting up from his couch and pulling me against him. One hand against my cheek whilst the other held my waist. "You don't have to be concerned for me. I'm a big boy, I can take care of myself."

"Who gave you that dumb idea that I was concerned for you?"

Chuckling, Jon pulls my chin forward and plants a soft kiss against my lips. It was so soft it made me shiver and I almost wanted to shove him off me and tell him I wasn't a girl when he deepened it and threw me for a curve ball with how dominant the kiss felt.

Jon had this way of making me feel like a damn woman in distress that aggravated my soul but then he would suddenly switch and treat me like the animal I knew I was.

Without missing a beat my hands were under his jersey and roaming his features as his teeth marked their way to my shoulders. I bit my lips to keep in my groans for just a little while longer and Jon took the opportunity to take our fast developing session to the couch.

"Danny." He murmured just as I knelt before him, his pants already opened and his dick screaming to be taken out and swallowed whole.

"What?"

"I want you."

"Okay." I smirked as I reached inside and pulled his erect cock out.

"No." He responds, stopping me from going any further. "I want all of you."

"And you will if you'd stop talking long enough to-"

"I want to be with you Danny. Not just to be inside you... I want all of you."

I sat on my knees frozen, his cock standing before me and his face bearing all the emotions he felt plain for me to see.

"Jon we barely know each other."

"That's not true. You know that's not true."

"We-"

"We've known each other for months. Spent time with each other; you know what I want, what I like and don't like-"

"Jon-"

"I don't do one night stands. I may be a complete asshole when I'm at work but that's not who I am outside of it. I want someone I can love and who loves me. I want a relationship and not just be someone's booty call. I want..."

He stops and pulls my chin so he can scan my face. "I want you Danny. I want you so bad it hurts."

I sat staring at him as he stared at me and all I had in my head was one thought.

Fuck, this is real.