Life Choices 2: Forming Bonds | By : JessieMundaiFan Category: M through R > The Outsiders Views: 2857 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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… (General POV) "Stop looking at me," Sodapop grumbled from underneath his car which he was currently sprucing up a bit. It was donated to him by his boss because it was just so beat up to the point where it was unable to work and Sodapop volunteered himself to fix it. "…." "Stop it," Sodapop said again in a warning voice. "….!" Huffing loudly, Sodapop got from under his car and faced his little brother. Ponyboy was leaning on the side of the house giving his older brother a smug expression. "Do I really have to say it?" Sodapop demanded with a groan. Once again, the only answer the middle Curtis got was a smug grin. "Fine, alright, I admit it," Sodapop threw up his hands in surrender, "I, Sodapop Curtis, was slightly wrong about Curly Shepard." "Slightly?" Ponyboy repeated clearly looking for more than that, "What he did was one of the nicest things a boyfriend could do." "I know that," Sodapop responded, "and I will put it into my brain, but one good deed isn't going to change my whole look about somebody." "But the door of acceptance is open even wider now right?" Ponyboy asked eagerly. "Door of acceptance?" Sodapop raised an eyebrow his brother's metaphor, "Boy, what kind of crazy books have been reading?" "Just answer the question," Ponyboy said demandingly. "Okay, yes," Sodapop relented, "the door of acceptance has been cracked slightly but won't be opened fully for a long while." Happily, Ponyboy clasped his brother shoulder glad that his boyfriend was able to make progress with him. Darry walked out of the house just then, giving his brothers a strange look. Both of his younger siblings turned to him not looking the least bit surprised at that look, seeing they've had it turned on them plenty of times. "What are you two talking about?" Darry asked them, "I heard something about doors and acceptance." "What, you never heard of the door of acceptance before?" Sodapop questioned as if it was obvious. "Yeah Darry," Ponyboy nodded in agreement snickering lowly, "the door of acceptance is buried within all of us." Darry just blinked giving his brothers a dry look. "I have something to confess," Darry stated after a while. "What's that?" Sodapop asked with a small smiled on his face. "You're both adopted," Darry answered. "What?" The two siblings said in unison. "Yeah," Darry nodded with a smirk, "mom and dad were going to tell you but since their gone I figured is good a time as any." "Shut up," Sodapop replied with a pout but still knowing that his was just joking around with the two of them. "You're right," Darry shrugged and moved to his own car, "you two pretty boys look too much alike." Both of Darry's young siblings growled in response. "And where do you think you're going young man?" Sodapop demanded of older brother with an elderly voice. Darry just gave him a blank look before snorting and getting in his car. "I'll be back in a couple hours," was all Darry said in response before he left. Just as soon a Darry pulled out of the drive way, Curly showed up bopping his head to some song he was singing to himself. Without even looking at Sodapop, Curly took Ponyboy out of his hands and held him to his waist. "What's up babe?" Curly asked while nipping lightly on his boyfriend's neck causing a small smile to appear on Ponyboy's face, "ditch this loser and come be with a winner." "I can hear you," Sodapop hissed gripping his wrench tightly as if he would like to throw it any minute. "And?" Curly raised an eyebrow at him not looking frightened in the least. "Guys," Ponyboy said warningly seeing his brother's fist clenching, "can we try and get along please?" "Sodacan started it," Curly pointed at Sodapop accusingly. "I did not," Sodapop growled in response, "and that isn't my name." "And what exactly is your name," Curly titled his head in mock confusion, "it's just so damn forgettable." "Guys stop," Ponyboy groaned, "Soda you have to stop getting so defensive, Curly's only playing with you. Curly you have to stop being so mean to my brother." "But he's so much fun to make fun of," Curly told Ponyboy lowly. Ponyboy sighed and moved his head to Curly's ear. "Good boys get good rewards," Ponyboy whispered in his ear doing his best to sound as sensual as possible. "Oh really," Curly whispered back getting aroused at the sound of his boyfriends voice as he wrapped an arm around the young greasers waist. "Yes," Ponyboy promised sliding a single hand near the waist band of Curly's jeans arousing him even more. "Fine," Curly relented loudly with sigh. Walking over to Ponyboy's older brother, Curly begrudgingly held out his hand in front of the other greaser. "What do you say we call it truce for the old ball and chain," Curly gestured over to Ponyboy who was annoyed at what he was called. Sodapop eyed the hand warily, still not fully trusting the hood in front of him. However, seeing the look on his brother's face he finally gave up and shook Curly's hand. "Just as long as you don't play my brother," Sodapop said with narrowed eyes. "I don't play with my property," Curly informed him simply thoroughly enjoying the shock look on Sodapop's face. Ponyboy, having heard clearly what his boyfriend said, buried his head in his hand. "Well, Rome wasn't built in a day," Ponyboy told himself. … "I'm free," Danny shouted as he walked into his house. "Calm down," Darry chuckled coming in behind him. The two of them had just come from the hospital after getting Danny's cast off of his leg. His parents had just dropped him off but seeing as they had some important errands to run, Darry agreed to pick Danny up and drive him home. "I can't calm down," Danny shook his head with a content smile, "I haven't been this relieved in a long time." "It was really hell for you having to wear a cast wasn't it?" Darry asked him. Danny turned and gave Darry a half smile as he opened the door to his room lying down on his bed with a sigh. "You have no idea," Danny told him relaxing himself. Darry, with an amused look on his face, sat down on a chair next to his friend's bed. "Of course, I still have to watch what I do," Danny admitted gesturing to his dangling feet, "and do anything to 'strenuous'." Darry raised an eyebrow at emphasis on 'strenuous' but didn't question it. Assuming that Danny wanted probably wanted to rest right now Darry grabbed the nearest book, which he assumed was a mystery novel, and popped it open. The eldest Curtis brother was surprised to find himself grabbed and thrown onto the bed. His widen to see Danny straddling him and his own hands held above his head. "What are you doing?" Darry asked in shock. Danny smirked down at him. Slowly leaning towards Darry, Danny kissed all around neck and shoulders. "Giving you your reward," Danny acknowledged trying to sound casual as he started to grind their hips together. "What happened to the no sex rule?" Darry wondered through his light breathes. "What no sex rule?" Danny asked with a grin. Smoothly, Danny slide his hands down Darry's biceps, past his shoulders, and finally to the buttons of his shirt. "I never said anything about us never having sex," Danny denied slowly unbuttoning Darry's shirt griping at his muscles all the while, "I just didn't want our entire relationship to be built on sex. Now that I can see that you do care about me, I can feel comfortable being with you this way." Darry chuckled, moving to unbutton Danny's shirt as well. "Clever little thing aren't you?" Darry looked up at Danny in admiration, "and it's a good thing you did do that. It's been a while since I cared about anyone new outside my family." Danny smiled in satisfaction at those words before they attack each other with their lips. The rest of their clothes were ripped off one at a time, in moments it felt like time was standing still. Danny fingers ran down the ridges of Darry's toned body, cherishing it like he never wanted the feeling to end. Darry held Danny tightly to his own body. Every kissed they shared, every second their tongues met, excited them further and further. Digging his hands into Darry's shoulder, Danny lifted him up so he could straddle the greaser. Eyes never leaving each other's, Danny licked his way down Darry's body stopping at his manhood. Darry moaned loudly as he was sucked with great joy. The greaser ran his fingers through Danny's hair as said man groaned through swallowing Darry's thickness. Danny came up before Darry's could climax knowing that this wasn't the way either of them wanted to be finished. Reaching into his drawer he pulled out a condom, and slipped it onto Darry all the while locking their lips together. Once finished, Danny gently pushed Darry back onto the bed. Feeling that he was ready, Danny slowly lifted himself up, using Darry's shoulder and chest as leverage. Darry hissed as he began to grind his hips into Danny sending him into a barrage of moans and groans. The greaser grabbed Danny's hips rocking into him a force that was powered by the moans of the one he was inside. Pain had shot into Danny sharply but he didn't care, if anything it was leading him into ecstasy faster. Danny found himself riding his lover faster, the speed of his bouncing causing his bed to squeak loudly. Both men were glistening in sweat even as they showed no signs of wanting to end this. Out of the blue, Darry turned them over and started to pound into Danny while he was on his back. Danny's groaned euphorically as he wrapped his legs around Darry's waist and wrapping his arms around his shoulders. Darry growled in pleasure as he reached down and started to beat Danny off to the movement to their bodies. The combination of the passion and heat was burning in both of them so greatly that it finally caused both of them to climax, screaming out their ecstasy. Tiredly, Darry laid himself on top of Danny with a sigh of completion. Sweat was dripping off both of their bodies but neither seemed to care. They were just too wrapped up in each other to worry about that. "Get off," Danny muffled into Darry's shoulder, "you're gonna crush me eventually." "Eventually," Darry chuckled back into Danny's neck, "but not now." "Jackass." "I love you to." … "How could you leave my baby all by himself," Ponyboy at glared Curly as Tosh cuddled up to him happily. "He was right behind me the whole time," Curly protested, "it's wasn't my fault he decided to chase his own tail for five minutes." Ponyboy pretty much ignored Curly's excuse as he was too busy tending to his little Dalmatian puppy. "It's okay Tosh, the bad man won't hurt you anymore," Ponyboy said to his puppy as Tosh licked his hands. Curly rolled his eyes from his place on the couch as he saw Tosh snuggling up on Ponyboy, much to his annoyance. "Oh come on babe, stop treating him like he's a puppy," Curly demanded seeing as he was training Tosh to take of himself all this time. "He is a puppy," Ponyboy raised an eyebrow at him in response. "No he's not, he's a man," Curly punched his own chest with emphasis. Looking over at Tosh, the hood gave him an intimidating glare. "Ain't that right Tosh?" Curly questioned at puppy. The only response he got was Tosh burying his head in Ponyboy's lap. Said greaser gave his boyfriend a smug look. "See, I told you," Ponyboy snickered. Curly rolled his eyes before looking around the room as something just hit him. "Hey, where did Sodabottle go?" Curly asked not really caring but questioning out of sheer curiosity. "Sodapop," Ponyboy corrected before answering his boyfriends question, "and he left like thirty minutes." "He did?" Both of Curly's eyebrows rose, "What the hell was I doing?" Ponyboy shrugged lightly petting Tosh's fur from his seat at the kitchen table. "You were sitting right there," Ponyboy reminded, "I mean, I was in the kitchen and even I heard him leave." "Kitchen?" Curly's snapped his fingers as his memories came back to him, "Oh yeah, now I remember. You were bent over trying to get something and I was busy checking out your sweet ass." "What the hell?" Ponyboy's blurted out in shock. Curly just gave him a smirk in reply. "You can't just say that," Ponyboy exclaimed in outrage, a blush rising on his cheeks. "Why not?" Curly raised an eyebrow at him in amusement. "Because Curly," Ponyboy spluttered, "it's not right to be so blunt. You might, um, hurt somebody?" "…What the hell are you talking?" "Shut up," Ponyboy snapped, "and stop being a pervert." "Aw," Curly whined moving over to his boyfriend, "but I like being a pervert. It's much more fun than being respectful." Curly sat down in the seat next to Ponyboy pulling their chairs closer to each other. Despite stilling being in a huff, Ponyboy still accepted Curly's kiss as the hood attacked his mouth. Tosh, not wanting any part of this, moved out of Ponyboy's lap and into his little bed. Neither of them paid much attention to their puppy as they wrapped their arms around each other. Curly's hands immediately went to his boyfriends round ass, relishing in how nice Ponyboy felt. Ponyboy moaned as he felt Curly slap him on the butt gripping his boyfriends shoulder even tighter. As Ponyboy opened his mouth Curly started to suck on his tongue, exciting the both of them even further. "Your awesome," Curly breathed as they broke apart their kiss briefly, "I just can't get enough of you babe." Ponyboy hmed in response casually running his hands down Curly's toned arms as their mouths met again this time trying to map each other's mouth with their tongues. "Can't believe your brother left us alone in the house together," Curly stated while still inside Ponyboy's mouth Curly didn't have any real issue with Ponyboy's brothers but he did think that the two of them could be a little grating every once and a while. "He didn't," Ponyboy answered simply. Curly furrowed his brow in confusion breaking apart the kiss. He looked around just waiting for someone to come around a corner. "Then who the hell…" "Surprise!" "Oh no," Curly groaned while Ponyboy just laughed in response. "Hey Justin," Ponyboy greeted the boy who just entered the house. Ponyboy was happy to see that Justin's typical smile actually reached his face today. It was good to see that those bullies didn't get to him as badly as they could have. "Hi Ponyboy," Justin cried out. Without even so much as acknowledging Curly, Justin pushed him away from the young greaser as he grabbed a chair and sat in between them. "Fuck off you little brat," Curly snarled raising his fist threateningly. "Make me," Justin grinned up at the hood placing his head on Ponyboy's knee. Curly smirked darkly as if Justin had said the magic words. As the hood went to make good on that dare, he was quickly stopped. "Don't even think about it," Ponyboy told his boyfriend warningly. "But he's the one who…" "No," Ponyboy replied sharply, "you two are not going to fight each other. Justin is practically family now and you'll have to adjust to it." Justin looked at Ponyboy briefly before quickly turning his head downwards. The young boy had a smile on his face, one of happiness and completion at those words. This might be the happiest moment he's had in his life so far. Curly, catching the smile on Justin's face sighed heavily and leaned back on his chair silently. He may be a rude and a jerk at times, but he wasn't cruel. Plus, he was still trying to score. "Whatever," Curly responded flippantly, "as long he doesn't barge in when mommy and daddy are having there alone time." "Eww," Justin's face scrunched up in disgust, "Thanks for the mental picture." "No problem," Curly smirked back at him. "Will you stop being so perverted all the time," Ponyboy huffed with a blush on his face at the prospect of having sex with Curly. "But it's so much fun," Curly moaned with a snicker, "and besides, I wouldn't be me if I wasn't perverted." "Yeah because the world really needs a Curly," Justin said lowly into Ponyboy's jeans. Justin was suddenly grabbed from the hair and yanked up from Ponyboy's lap. He hissed in pain as he brought face to face with his self-proclaimed nemesis. "I heard that you little bastard," Curly glared at the younger boy. "So," Justin shrugged with an attitude causing Curly to squeeze tighter on his hair. "Enough," Ponyboy yelled. Taking Justin out of Curly's hands, Ponyboy made the both of them stand up from their seats. "You two need to spend more time together," Ponyboy proclaimed determinedly. The young greaser was set on the two of them getting along. "But…" "No," Ponyboy interrupted whatever Justin's was going to say, "you two cannot spend all your time arguing if we're going to be hanging out together. So here's what I want you two to do." Ponyboy snatched a list and some money from the kitchen counter and gave it to Curly. "You two are going go shopping for me," Ponyboy smiled at them sinisterly. This was originally a task for the younger Curtis brothers. Darry didn't have time to today to going shopping so Ponyboy and Sodapop agreed to do it themselves, Darry left the money for them to pay for everything. "What?" they both cried in unison. "Both of you will be productive and spend time together," Ponyboy told them rushing the both of them out of the house. "Wait," Justin tried to say but was stopped again. "Better hurry," Ponyboy urged them, "because I am not speaking to either of you until you come back with the groceries. "Come now babe," Curly groaned. Ponyboy kissed Curly on the cheek before slamming the door in their faces. The young greaser sighed hoping everything turned out alright. Hearing some whimpering behind him, Ponyboy turned around to see Tosh's holding a sheet of paper in his mouth. "What do you got boy?" Ponyboy took the paper out of the puppy's mouth examining its contents. "It's Dally's letter, I guess I left it in the living room," Ponyboy stated. Ponyboy was relieved that Tosh was the one that had found it and not Curly. The young greaser noticed quickly that Curly was the jealous type and telling him that Ponyboy still kept in touch with both of his ex's ( Dallas and Johnny) might not go over well with him. He doesn't even want to imagine what would happen if Curly found out about Dally and the figurines. Just then, there was a loud knock at the door. Ponyboy rolled his eyes in annoyance. "Honestly guys can't you," Ponyboy froze as he saw who was at the door. His eyes widen in shock and horror. "Hello little bitch." …While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. 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