STICKS, MAYBE STONES TOO

New beginnings

MARRIED!

“I am a married man. Who knew that death was what it took to get me a marriage certificate!” Brandon thought with a bashful smile on his face. Would he do it again? Probably not, those few minutes in darkness his spirit floating about was enough trauma was enough death experience for one man. The whole talk about the end justifying the means wasn't always right.

It could not be, guilty of stealing a life that did not belong to him often had him hating himself and wondering where Brandon's spirit went. ‘Did he find another body? Was he still floating around in that darkness?' but some how he had a feeling Brandon did not really want to come back. Even though his death was not a suicide as everyone had concluded, he had actually already given up living.

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‘Mr Brandon Anderson! That had a nice ring to it. Sounds fancy' said Brandon to himself as he packed up his bags ready for school, if you could even call that packing. He owned nothing in this house, most of his school supplies was at his stepfather's house but knowing that man he probably threw them away on the night he drowned. The man wanted to get rid of him as fast as possible.

“What are you doing?" says George from the door startling Brandon so much he hit his head on the shelf of his wardrobe. Wincing in pain he turns to him giving him the stink eye.

“I see, you're already packing up your things! Eager to move into my room much?" George says with a chuckle, “I know I'm hot but you don't have to throw yourself in my bed this fast!"

Brandy wanted so much to wipe that smirk off his face, “yea right! I have seen people better looking than you" he declares trying to stop the heat from creeping up his neck and cheeks failing miserably might I add.

“Are you sure? Because I think you're lying, in fact I think you have never even had a boyfriend" says George with surety while slowly stepping into his personal space, the last words whispered directly in his ears making Brandon involuntarily shiver in response to the close proximity.

“I, I have had a boyfriend before! I have! He actually looked better than you!" blurts out Brandon very unconvincingly. He tries to step away from George to clear his mind. This man seems to make his brain foggy and currently his legs felt like jello. ‘Why was this happening to him?’ he wondered. He clearly had dated in his other lifetime, he almost got engaged for crying out loud but not one time did Elvis make him feel like this.

His back suddenly hitting the wall Brandon realizes he is trapped! He has no where to go anymore. It is just him and this delicious looking man invading his personal. Heart thundering in his chest his eyes finds George's, they hold eye contact studying each other, drinking each other in.

Fast breaths, none of them knows who moved first but they lips are locked in a passionate kiss. Tasting each other, nipping lips, tongues fighting for dominance no one willing to back down.

This is too good to stop, George lifts Brandon of the floor supporting his butt and like reflex Brandon's legs automatically wrap around his waist. Tongues at war they move across the room and end up on the bed mouth never leaving each other, Brandon had never had a boyfriend before not even a girlfriend. He had never even been kissed before, all this was so new to him it felt really natural. In George's arms he felt safe, loved, he felt home now that was a new feeling especially for a man that has never felt like he belonged anywhere. Brandon and Tony's emotions clashing at that moment both men had always wanted to feel loved. It was euphoric.

A man was lying on top of him, the panic he had expected did not come neither did the disgust. George's weight made him feel grounded, he was like a much needed anchor in Brandon's already f****d up life.

Fingers touching, exploring their restraint clearly collapsing! Just as George's hands get to Brandon's waist band he stops, painfully dragging himself back to reality. He lies in bed besides his husband, who by the way is wondering why they stopped when it was just getting good.

“I would like to know you more first, make you fall in love with me. Then I'll make love to you till you beg me to stop" George says getting off the bed walking out of the room

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