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Then As It Was, Then Again It Will Be	By : OpenPage Category: 1 through F > 21 Jump Street Views: 1347 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own 21JS or the characters. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. All characters and events in this story are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead is coincidental.

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Doug accosted Dennis as soon as he entered the living room. “Is he okay?” he asked worriedly.
Closing the bedroom door, Booker motioned for Penhall to sit down. “He’s fine. He’s sleeping.”
Rubbing his hands over his eyes, Doug let out a heavy sigh of relief. “Did he tell you why he lost it?” he asked. “I mean, should I be calling the psychologist? ‘Cause I’ve gotta tell you, what happened tonight was kind of scary.”
“I don’t know about the psychologist, you’ll need to talk to Tom about that,” Booker answered carefully. “But as to tonight, he got pretty frustrated when he heard you and what’s-her-name.”
Doug’s face flushed with embarrassment. “Diana… and he could hear us? Jesus, I had no idea.”
“Yeah,” Booker replied. “That’s why he went crazy. Since the attack he hasn’t been able to… well, you know.”
Doug stared back blankly. “Huh? I don’t underst—” When realization hit, his eyes widened in surprise. “Oh!” Doug exclaimed, “Really?”
Booker nodded. “Yeah, so you can imagine how he felt when he could hear you banging away at your date.”
Doug nodded in affirmation. “So how did you calm him down? I couldn’t get anywhere near him.”
Booker stayed silent. He was unsure whether to confide in Doug about his sexual encounter with Tom. In his heart, he was certain that he had not taken advantage of Tom but he was not a hundred percent sure that Penhall would see it the same way. Tom had begged him for help but after Penhall’s mention of a psychologist, Booker began to wonder how healthy Tom’s mental state really was. However, if Booker wanted his relationship with Tom to work he needed to have Doug on his side. Keeping secrets would only end up causing problems later on. It was therefore with some apprehension, that he replied, “He needed help finding release, so I… helped him.”
Doug’s jaw tightened and his voice turned frosty. “You’re kidding me right?”
It was Booker’s turn to show irritation. “No, I’m not kidding you and why do you keep running so hot and cold? One minute you think I’m the best thing for Tom and the next—”
“I didn’t expect you to go in and take advantage of him!” Doug interrupted angrily. “He’s on the edge Booker and I’ve spent the last few months keeping him from tipping over. How dare you fucking do that to him!”
“He wanted it!” Booker shouted. But as soon as the words were out of his mouth, he desperately wished he could take them back.
“He wanted it?” Doug spat. “Are you fucking serious?”
Booker dragged his fingers through his dark hair in frustration. “That’s not what I meant. Doug, you didn’t see him, he was pleading with me to help him feel something. I don’t think I’ve hurt him, if anything, I think I helped him. This has been hanging over him like a black cloud since the rape. He honestly thought he’d never be able to have sex again. Now he knows he can and you know what? Afterwards, he was so calm he didn’t stutter once.”
“So that makes it all okay does it?” asked Doug sarcastically. “Thanks for your help Doctor Booker.”
“Oh for fuck’s sake Doug stop being so childish!” Dennis replied irritably. “Your problem is that you can’t stand the thought that Tom might fancy men. Does it make you uncomfortable because it threatens your own masculinity?”
“Not men,” Doug replied quietly. “Just you. He never showed any interest until—”
“Until I pressured him?” Dennis replied furiously. “Is that really what you think I did? You know Tom better than anyone; do you really believe I have that much power over him?”
Doug sighed wearily, his rage waning. “No… I don’t know. Geez Booker, I just want Tom to be happy.”
“Then we have something in common,” Dennis stated quietly. “You know what he means to me, I love him.”
The fight over, Doug smiled resignedly. “I know you do, it’s just… oh forget it. If this is what makes Tom happy then I’m fine with it.”
“Good,” Booker replied, standing up and walking over to the Hanson’s bedroom. As he opened the door, he looked back over his shoulder. “Because tonight, I’m spending the night with Tom.” Not waiting for a reply, he disappeared into Tom’s room, closing the door firmly behind him. Climbing into bed, he was careful not to awaken the motionless figure beside him. Moving in close, he draped a protective arm around Tom’s slim waist. A soft murmur was the only indication that Hanson was aware that he had returned. Sighing contentedly, Booker relaxed his body and fell asleep.
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Dennis awoke to Tom tenderly kissing his lips. With a smile, he rolled over to face his bedmate. “Is there something you want?” he asked playfully, his fingers tracing a ring around Tom’s nipple.
“Yeah,” Tom breathed, his brown eyes hooded with longing. “I’ve got s-some catching up t-to do.”
Grinning happily, Booker pulled Tom in close. “Whatever you want baby,” he said, moaning quietly. Their mouths met and they kissed passionately. Booker’s cock swelled at the feel of Tom’s tongue dancing with his own and he quickly pulled away.
Hanson’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Wh-what’s wrong?” he asked, his bottom lip protruding into a soft pout.
With a devilish grin, Booker leaned forward and sucked lovingly on the protruding flesh. “Nothing,” he breathed, carefully keeping their bodies apart.
Tom moved his head away. “Yes th-there is. T-tell me what’s wrong.”
Dennis groaned in frustration. “It’s nothing Tommy, honest.” But his statement was a lie. There was plenty wrong and it was only now that Dennis was beginning to become aware of it. Tom was a victim of rape, prior to which, he had never been with another man. How would Tom react when he felt Booker’s erect cock pushing against him? Not that Dennis planned to have sex with Tom. As much as he longed to thrust his cock deep into Tom’s accommodating body, he was realistic enough to understand that reaching that point would take time. But just kissing Tom was enough for his body to react. His cock was fully erect and the last thing he wanted to do was scare Tom with his arousal.
Deciding on the direct approach, he ran his hand lovingly through Tom’s hair. “You get that you’re turning me on right?” he asked, his black eyes desperately searching Tom’s face.
A slow smile spread over Tom’s face. “I’m a b-big boy Dennis. I’ve had the s-sex talk.”
Dropping his gaze to Hanson’s cock, Booker smiled cheekily. “Yes you are.” Although Tom laughed, Booker’s voice quickly sobered. “But seriously, this is different Tom.”
Tom laid his hand on Booker’s smooth chest. He slowly moved the tips of his fingers downwards and as Dennis drew in a deep breath, Tom released him from the confines of his boxers and wrapping his fingers around his swollen cock, he tugged it gently. “Is it ‘c-cause of this?” Tom asked, his eyes dancing with mischief. “Because, I’ve s-seen one before.”
Booker’s head fell backwards onto the pillow and his eyes closed from the pleasure of Tom’s hand finally touching him so intimately. “Jesus Tommy!” he cried out. “That feels… so… fucking… good!”
Tom’s hand dropped lower and he gently fondled Dennis’ testicles. “Do you l-like that?” he murmured softly as his lips pressed against Dennis’ neck. “Tell m-me what you like.”
“Harder!” Booker begged as he shifted Tom’s hand back to his throbbing cock. “Pull it harder!”
Taking him into his hand Tom worked at jerking Dennis off. Hearing Booker’s passion filled cries, Tom’s own cock swelled. His pace sped up as he felt his own orgasm rising. To see Booker laying there with his eyes closed and his face a picture of pure ecstasy was one of the most erotic sights Tom had ever witnessed. As Booker’s climax hit, semen covered Hanson’s fingers and reaching down with his free hand, he took his own cock to hand and with a few short tugs, his own pleasure released.
Rolling over, Booker pulled Tom into a tight embrace. They lay together, panting heavily from the exertion of their orgasms. Dennis stroked the red mark on Tom’s chin from where his fist had connected the night before. “Does it hurt?” he asked.
Tom’s laughter filled the room. “Maybe if you s-stopped hitting me you wouldn’t have to k-keep asking me that.” A thunderous banging on the door had both their heads rising up in alarm. When Penhall’s voice rang out they tensed, but upon hearing his words, they collapsed giggling back onto the pillow.
“Hey, keep it down you two, sheesh.”
Booker smiled inwardly, he knew it was Doug’s way of letting them know that everything was all right.
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