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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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Several hours after Booker had left the police station, Tom lay on the hard wooden bench in his cell with his arm thrown over his face. He had fallen into a deep, mind numbing depression and he wanted nothing more than to fall asleep and never wake up. As he lay wondering what his fate would be, he once again heard footsteps reverberating down the narrow corridor, but this time the gait was slow and purposeful. Sitting up, he rubbed his eyes and waited. He let out a soft cry of surprise when Henry Henderson appeared and stood in front of his cell. The old man’s appearance took him completely by surprise and he sat staring at his guardian, unable to speak.
Reaching an arm through the bars, Henry instructed gently, “Come here boy.”
Tom rose to his feet and walked slowly over to the front of his cell. When he was close enough, Henry placed the palm of his callused hand on Tom’s smooth cheek. “Got yourself in a bit of trouble hey lad,” he murmured quietly, “But don’t worry, Mother an’ me will sort it out.”
Tom stared at Henry in disbelief. “Why?” he asked softly, “All I’ve done is cause you trouble. You and Aunty Lou would be better off without me.”
Henry smiled in his slow, pleasant way. “Caused a bit of trouble meself, back in the day,” he muttered, “Took meeting a good woman ‘fore I straightened out. You’ve got yourself a goodun in that Dennis. Maybe you should go to him with your troubles ‘stead of using your fists to fix your problems.”
Tom lowered his gaze and mumbled, “He called me a faggot. I hate that word.”
Henry’s watery eyes softened. “It’s a vile word for sure, but that ain’t no reason to beat someone to a pulp now is it lad. I’m guessing there’s a lot more going on in that head of yours than just some name callin’. Am I right?”
Tom’s lower lip began to tremble as he fought back tears. “My brother Doug, I have to go back and find him but how do I ask Dennis to come with me, he loves it here.”
“Silly boy,” Henry murmured quietly, “Course young Denny will go with you. An’ when you find that brother of yours, you bring him back here an’ life goes on. Only difference will be one more for dinner.”
Staring back at Henry with wide eyes, Tom felt overwhelmed with love for the old man. “You want me back? Me and Doug?” he asked disbelievingly. “Uncle Henry, I don’t know what to say, what you’ve done for me and Dennis it’s—“
“Hush boy, I don’t take too well to praise an’ anyway, I’m pretty sure Mother would have my hide if I gave up on you,” Henry laughed. “But first things first. We need to fix this mess with the Harris boy. Let me speak to Harris senior, see what I can do. Meantime, you sit tight an’ don’t worry.”
“What about school?” Tom mumbled, certain that he had been expelled.
Scratching his head, Henry replied, “Mother an’ I have a meeting with Principal Cowan in the morning. Figure between the two of us we can assure him you won’t cause no more trouble.”
“Oh,” Tom replied quietly, “So I have to go back?”
“That’s the rules lad, you know it an’ I know it,” Henry answered in a soft voice.
Tom nodded. “When can I go home? I want to be with Dennis.”
“Soon lad, very soon,” Henry reassured him. He gently ruffled Tom’s hair before turning and walking slowly away.
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Two hours later and Tom was able to leave the police station. Henry had spoken to Dan Harris, Jarrod’s father and after gaining testimony from Becca Ellis that Jarrod had thrown the first punch and had taunted Tom about his sexuality, Mr. Harris agreed not to press charges. Booker and Tom sat silently as Henry drove them home in his old dodge truck. When they arrived at the barn, they found that Louisa had left plates of chicken and vegetables warming in their oven. Neither boy was hungry but they sat at the table, silently picking at their food. With a loud sigh, Tom pushed his plate away and addressed Booker quietly, “We need to talk.”
Nodding, Booker stood up and taking Tom by the hand, he led him over to the couch. Stretching out, he pulled Tom down next to him so that he could cradle his lover in his arms. “What’s up?” he asked quietly, gently stroking Tom’s head which lay on his chest. “Henry’s fixed everything, you don’t have to worry anymore. And I’m sure the school won’t expel you, not after all the abuse you’ve had to put up with.”
Tom’s index finger traced a circle around Dennis’ taut stomach. Even though Henry had assured him that Booker would stand by his side, he was still nervous. He shifted his head so he could gaze into Booker’s dark eyes. “You love me right?” he murmured as his hand slipped under Dennis’ shirt so he could feel the muscled body beneath his fingertips.
Kissing Tom on the forehead, Booker smiled. “You know I do, so how ‘bout you tell me what’s wrong.”
“It’s about Doug,” Tom whispered as he moved his hand down and slipped it inside the waistband of Dennis’ jeans.
“Whoa,” Booker said, pulling Tom’s hand out. “If you’ve got something to say Tommy, just say it. Don’t use sex to try and get me on your good side.”
“Wasn’t,” Tom pouted, lowering his gaze, “I just wanna touch you. We haven’t done much of that lately.”
Dennis was about to say that it was Tom who had withheld sex not him but he caught himself just in time. He understood the difficulties Tom had been through concerning his sexuality and the teasing at school and therefore he had remained patient and calm when Tom had withdrawn from his advances. Now he was worried that Tom had reverted to his old ways of trying to manipulate him using sex. Sighing, he tilted Tom’s chin upwards so he could study his face. “No we haven’t but it can wait. Let’s talk about Doug okay?”
Tom nodded. He laid his palm down flat on Booker’s stomach so he could feel the steady rise and fall of his abdomen as he breathed. He found the movement comforting and taking in a deep breath, he voiced his plan, “You probably didn’t realize but Doug’s due to be released. I want to go home and find him and I want you to come with me.”
A huge grin split Booker’s face. “Jesus Tommy, is that all? Of course I’ll go with you, what made you think that I wouldn’t”
“I dunno,” Tom mumbled, feeling a little stupid for not trusting that Booker would do anything for him. “I just know how much you like it here and—“
“But we’re coming back,” Dennis interrupted quickly. “I mean, we find Doug and we come back, that’s the plan, right?”
Smiling, Tom nuzzled into Booker’s neck. “That’s the plan. I spoke to Henry and he and Louisa are happy for Doug to come and live here. They can’t afford to employ him but they’re certain someone in the area will. Jesus Dennis, this is gonna be so good. We’ll be like a real family.”
“We’re already a real family Tommy,” Booker murmured as he kissed the top of Tom’s head. “You and me, remember?”
“Sooo,” Tom whispered playfully, his fingers finding their way back down to Booker’s groin, “Can we have sex now or do you wanna keep talking?”
“Sex,” Booker grinned as he pressed his lips against Tom’s.
Tom raised his eyebrow and gave Dennis a cheeky look. “Is that right?” he asked, squeezing Dennis’ crotch lightly as he seductively sucked on Booker’s lower lip. “ What have you got in mind?”
Parting his lips, Dennis, allowed Tom access. Their tongues intertwined and Dennis moaned deep into his lover’s mouth as his erection grew under the touch of Tom’s skillful fingers. Breaking their kiss, his mouth found Tom’s earlobe and as he nipped and sucked, he whispered hoarsely, “I want you to ride me.”
Tom’s hand immediately stilled and he propped himself up on one arm so he could look down on his lover. “Dennis I…” His voice trailed off, unable to tell his boyfriend that he still felt uncomfortable adopting what he conceived to be a traditional female position.
Although disappointed, Booker immediately reassured Tom. “It’s okay baby, maybe another time. We’ll do whatever you want.”
Looking down into Dennis’ handsome, caring face, Tom felt incredible selfish. Booker gave him so much and in return, he gave so little. Back when he had poured his heart out about how Robbie Werner had made him get on top, Booker had assured him that it was something that guys did sometimes and it did not mean that being on top made you more feminine. He loved Dennis with all his heart and he wanted to prove it. Swallowing deeply, he gave Booker a cheeky grin. “I dunno, I guess it kinda sounds like fun.”
Booker’s eyes searched Tom’s face, trying to read his mood. “Are you sure, ‘cause we don’t—“
“I said yes Dennis,” Tom whispered as he leaned forward and kissed his lover. “I love you and I want to do this for you.”
Booker’s dark eyes flashed with desire. “This is gonna be so good,” he murmured, his hands playing lightly over Tom’s body, “I’m gonna make you scream.”
“Yeah?” Tom murmured back, his cock beginning to twitch. “Show me.”
Sitting up, Booker took Tom’s hand and together they walked into the bedroom. They undressed each other slowly, taking time to kiss and fondle each other. Dennis studied Tom’s bruised and bloodied knuckles. “Do they hurt?” he asked as he pressed his lips gently against the damaged flesh. Tom shook his head; until Dennis had mentioned it, he had been completely unaware of any pain. “C’mon,” Booker murmured excitedly, his cock already aching with arousal. “I wanna feel you on top of me.”
Tom lay on the bed and bent up his knees, opening his legs wide. He moaned loudly as Booker covered a finger in lube and slowly entered his body, preparing him for what was to come. Dennis took his time, opening Tom up, enjoying the sight of Tom’s cock growing from the stimulation. When he felt Tom was ready, he lay on his back. “Get me hard,” he instructed in a low voice.
Tom sat up and straddled Booker’s legs. He gently tugged and stroked at Dennis’ erection. Once fully erect, he expertly rolled a black condom onto Booker’s cock and smeared it with lubrication. Gazing down at his lover, Tom smiled nervously. Booker’s eyes softened when he saw Tom’s expression. “Have you changed your mind baby?” he asked, “It’s okay if you have.”
Smiling, Tom shook his head. “I was just thinking how gorgeous you are,” he murmured, “And how much I love you.”
Booker’s dark eyes shimmered with tears. “I love you to baby. Let me show you how much.” He laid his hands on either side of Tom’s waist and gently coaxed him so he was kneeling over him. “Scoot forward,” he instructed, guiding Tom until he was kneeling above his throbbing erection. “Ready?” he asked softly, his breathing rapidly increasing at the anticipation of his cock entering Tom’s body.
Wide eyed, Tom nodded. Booker held on to the base of his cock and gently guided Tom’s body down until he could feel the tip of his erection against Tom’s hole. “Push down slowly,” he panted, his eyes glinting with desire. He moaned loudly as his cock pushed past the tight ring of muscle and into Tom’s hot body. He used his hands to lift and lower Tom slowly, groaning each time his cock impaled deep inside his lover. Tom leaned forward slightly and placed his hands on Booker’s smooth chest, using his legs to raise his body up and down, desperate for Dennis’ cock to find his spot. Shifting his position slightly, his eyes flew open as a jolt of pleasure shot through his body. “There!” he cried as he began to move his body faster.
Dennis grinned wildly as Tom slammed his body down onto his cock. “That’s my baby,” he gasped as his fingers found Tom’s weeping cock. “Scream for me.”
Tom panted heavily as his body rode up and down on top of Booker. “So good… fuck… so good… make me come… oh Dennis… oh fuck… I’m gonna… oh fuck… please… I WANNA… I’M COMING… OH FUCK… OH FUUUCK… FUUUCK!”
Warm semen covered Booker’s hand as Tom released his orgasm. Booker’s dark eyes flashed bright as he once again put both hands on Tom’s hips and slammed him up and down on his cock. It only took a few seconds before he shouted out Tom’s name as he too climaxed. He gripped Tom’s hips as he shuddered deep inside his lover’s body. When he was finally spent, he gently lifted Tom off his softening erection and pulled him down on top of him so he could kiss him lovingly. “Okay baby?” he murmured against Tom’s mouth.
“Hell yeah,” Tom replied with a laugh as he rolled off Booker and lay on his back, panting heavily. “That was fucking amazing.”
Pulling off his condom, Booker threw it on the floor before rolling over and snuggling up to his lover. “Told you so,” he teased before turning serious. “So tomorrow we start planning, okay? We’re gonna go and find your brother.”
“Okay,” Tom replied sleepily. “I love you Dennis.”
“I love you too Tommy,” Booker replied and pulling his lover close, he pushed away the worrying thoughts about returning to Tom’s hometown and finally facing his abusive father.
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