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What Is and What Should Never Be	By : OpenPage Category: 1 through F > 21 Jump Street Views: 1336 -:- 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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Having walked blindly for miles, Tom stopped when he realized that darkness had fallen. He had forgotten to put on his coat and he shivered with cold. He had no idea where he was or how long he had been walking. A light rain began to fall and feeling even more miserable, he turned and retraced his steps. He had traveled further than he thought and by the time he saw the lights of the farmhouse, he was soaked to the skin and trembling violently. For a brief moment he stood outside the barn, too weary to face Booker and his accusations. But knowing that he could not stand outside forever, he opened the door and walked in.
Booker sat hunched at the table, with his head in his hands. Louisa sat next to him, her hand gently rubbing his back. Both looked up when they heard the sound of the door. Crying out, Louisa stood up and ran over to Tom, pulling him into her arms. “Oh my darling boy, don’t you ever run off like that again, we’ve been worried sick for hours. Henry’s out in the truck with Jonathan looking for you! Oh come in by the fire, you’re soaked through, you’re going to get sick if you don’t get out of those wet clothes.”
“I’m fine Aunty Lou, honest,” Tom mumbled, beginning to feel guilty at the trouble he had caused. He allowed Louisa to lead him over to the fire where she fussed around him like a mother hen. Tom stole a glance at Booker, whose head had dropped back into his hands. Tom saw that his lover’s body was shaking and he knew Dennis was crying. He felt ashamed at having put Booker through so much worry.
As he was about to speak, Louisa interrupted him as she hurried over to the window and pulled back the curtain. “That’s Henry back with Jon, I’d better let them know that you’re home.” Turning, she stared at the two boys. “Are you both all right or do you need me to come back?”
Booker remained silent so Tom replied somewhat sheepishly, “We’ll be okay. Sorry for causing so much trouble.”
Louisa smiled lovingly at Tom. “Make it right,” she murmured, nodding her head towards Dennis. “He’s been in a right state since you went missing.”
Tom nodded, his feeling of guilt intensifying. He thanked Louisa and waited until she had left before turning his attention to Booker. His heart ached at the sight of his lover sobbing silently as his body quivered with emotion. Walking over, he pulled out a chair and sat down next to Dennis. “Hey,” he murmured softly as he attempted to pull Booker’s hands from his face. “I’m sorry, okay?”
Dennis looked up, his expression full of anguish as he continued to sob. “I thought… you’d… left… me,” he hiccuped, as his eyes searched Tom’s face. “I was… so… fucking… stupid—“
“Shh,” Tom soothed as his thumb gently wiped the tears from Booker’s distraught face. “Don’t you remember, I promised you ages ago that I’d never leave without telling you first.”
Dennis nodded as he remembered their conversation after Tom had sought comfort from alcohol and drugs. Sniffing, he rubbed at his eyes with his hands. “You’re wet, you should take a shower and warm up.”
Understanding that Booker needed time to pull himself together, Tom stood up and gently stroked Dennis’ hair. “I’ll be back soon okay?”
“Okay,” Booker muttered and he managed a half smile. He waited until Tom had gone into the bathroom before standing up and walking over to the window. Pulling back the curtain he stared out into the darkness and wondered if Tom would ever be able to forgive him.
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Lying naked under the covers, Booker felt his heart skip a beat as he watched Tom emerge from the bathroom twenty minutes later, a towel wrapped tightly around his narrow waist and his damp hair pushed back from his face. He smiled nervously, unsure how Tom would behave after their argument. He sighed with relief when his lover smiled back. Holding out his hand, he beckoned Tom to him. He watched as Tom removed his towel and climbed in beside him before murmuring, “Why didn’t you tell me it was your birthday? I don’t have anything to give you.”
Tom lay silent for a moment before gazing deep into Booker’s eyes. “Yeah you do,” he whispered as his trembling finger lightly played over Dennis’ lips. “I want you to make love to me.”
Dennis stared at his lover in wonder. “Tommy,” he whispered, his voice wavering slightly as tears glistened in his eyes. “Oh Tommy!”
Tom smiled nervously at his lover’s reaction. His heart hammered in his chest but he knew he was ready. “Tell me you love me,” he whispered against Booker’s mouth.
“Oh God I love you,” Booker replied as he sucked at Tom’s full lower lip. “I love you so much it hurts.”
“Show me,” Tom murmured as he threw his head back so Booker could suck at his throat. “I wanna feel you inside me.”
Dennis moaned loudly at Tom’s words. Rolling over, he yanked open his bedside drawer and pulled out a box of condoms and a tube of lubrication. His fingers trembled so violently that he spilled the condoms out onto the bed. Tom laughed lightly as he watched Booker pick one up and swipe the rest impatiently onto the floor. Reaching down, Tom’s fingers stroked up and down Booker’s cock, gently teasing him to full arousal. Stilling Tom’s hand, Booker sat up and ripped open the condom package. Taking out the rubber, he carefully unrolled it onto his erection. Tom gazed with wide eyes and his breathing became labored. Moving down the bed, Booker knelt between Tom’s bent knees. Smiling down lovingly, he grabbed a pillow. “Lift up,” he instructed as he placed the cushion under Tom’s hips. Picking up the lube, he opened the tube and coated first his cock and then his index finger before smearing a blob onto Tom’s hole. Leaning forward, he kissed Tom tenderly. “I’m gonna get you ready, okay?” Tom nodded and as he felt Booker’s finger intimately entering into his tight hole, he sucked in his breath. Booker paused as he stared down at Tom with concern. “Do you want me to stop?” he whispered.
Tom shook his head. “No, keep going.”
Booker gently pushed past the tight ring of muscle before slowly withdrawing his finger. He repeated the process several times, his eyes never leaving Tom’s as they stared at each other intensely. Removing his finger completely, Booker’s breathing intensified at the sight of Tom lying with his legs spread waiting for him to continue. He closed his eyes briefly, as if imprinting the vision deep into his memory before opening them again and gazing adoringly at his lover. “Are you ready?” he asked, his voice hitching slightly in his throat.
“I’m ready,” Tom murmured as his chest rose and fell rapidly with his growing arousal.
Booker guided the tip of his cock to Tom’s opening and slowly he pushed inside. Tom gasped when he felt Booker entering his body and callused hands grasp his waist.
Slowly, Dennis rocked his hips back and forth, as Tom’s legs wrapped tightly around him and his fingernails bit deep into the flesh of his upper arms. “Tell me when you feel it,” Booker puffed as he gradually increased his pace.
“There!” Tom cried, as Booker’s cock hit his prostate. “Oh fuck Dennis… oh fuck!”
Determined not to rush his lovemaking, Booker gently lifted Tom’s hips so he could maintain his angle. Tom’s eyes stared back wildly as Booker pushed deep into his body, every thrust causing Tom to cry out, “Aah… aah… aah… oh fuck… oh fuck… oh fuck”
Looking down, Booker could see that Tom’s cock was weeping heavily with pre-cum. It excited him knowing that his cock thrusting in and out of Tom’s body was the cause of his lover’s arousal. “Do you want me to touch you baby?” he panted, as he pushed his cock deep inside Tom.
“Yes… yes…yes…,” Tom pleaded, as his nails dug deep into the tender flesh of Booker’s arms.
Placing his left hand on the mattress for support, Booker gently took Tom’s throbbing cock into his right hand. At the contact, Tom cried out and his hips lifted off the pillow. “Oh fuck! Dennis… I can’t hold on… I’m gonna come… I’m gonna come…”
As he tugged gently at Tom’s erection, Booker’s eyes blazed with desire as he quickened his pace. “Come for me baby,” he hissed through clenched teeth as he trust deep into Tom’s tight hole.
“Dennis… Dennis… AAAH!” Tom finally screamed as his orgasm hit hard and he ejaculated forcefully over his stomach and covered Booker’s fingers in his sticky fluid.
“FUCK YEAH!” Booker yelled excitedly, as he began to pound forcefully into Tom’s narrow body. “Tommy… Tommy… TOMMEEE!” He shuddered violently as he reached his climax, his semen trapping inside the condom. Exhausted, he collapsed heavily onto his lover’s body, his breath catching in his throat. “Oh God,” he whispered in Tom’s ear. “That was fucking amazing!” When Tom did not answer, Booker lifted his head and saw that tears were trickling down Tom’s cheeks. “Oh Tommy!” he murmured as he tenderly wiped his lover’s tears from his eyes. “Don’t cry.”
Tom’s voice faltered as a sob caught in his throat. “I never… thought… it could feel… so good,” he wept. “I love you so much.”
Tears filled Booker’s eyes and carefully rolling onto the mattress, he pulled Tom into his arms. “I love you too baby,” he crooned as he held his lover close. “Now and forever remember?”
“Now and forever,” Tom repeated as his tears slowed and his eyes grew heavy. “Now… and… forever.”
“Happy sweet sixteen beautiful,” Booker whispered, as he tenderly kissed Tom’s forehead.
“Mmm,” Tom murmured as his eyes closed and he fell into a deep, contented slumber.
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