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Ask Me No Questions and I'll Tell You No Lies	By : OpenPage Category: 1 through F > 21 Jump Street Views: 2448 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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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Unlocking his front door, Dennis walked in and waited for Tom to follow. Closing the door behind them, he gave his friend an awkward smile. “How do you want to do this?” he asked. “Do you want your own room or—”
Dropping his bag on the floor, Tom stepped forward and pressed his lips against Dennis’ full pout. “I want to be with you,” he murmured. “We’ve spent too much time apart already.”
Wrapping his arms around Tom’s slender waist, Dennis pulled him close and kissed him deeply. A soft moan escaped Tom’s lips and grasping hold of Dennis’ buttocks, he gave them a playful squeeze.
“God I want you,” Booker breathed as he sucked lovingly on Tom’s lower lip.
Pulling away slightly, Hanson gazed deep into Booker’s dark eyes. “I want you too,” he replied in a low, seductive voice. “Now.”
Booker let out a loud groan and grabbing Tom’s hand, he pulled him towards the bedroom. Kicking off his boots, he started to push Tom onto the bed but his lover had other ideas. Nuzzling against Booker’s neck, he maneuvered him backwards until his back was against the wall. Reaching down, he popped the button of Dennis’ jeans and slowly pulled down the zipper. Booker gasped in surprise and he moaned with pleasure when Tom released his cock and stroked it lightly. “Yes,” he breathed into Tom’s hair. “Oh yes.”
Lifting his head, Tom gazed mischievously into Dennis’ eyes. “Do you want me to suck you?” he asked softly.
Dennis drew in his breath and stared at Tom in amazement. It was the first time Tom had offered to give him oral sex and his eyes filled with tears. “Oh baby,” he murmured. “You don’t have—”
Leaning forward, Tom pressed his lips against Dennis’ open mouth. “Shh,” he whispered as he sucked at the soft protruding flesh of Dennis’ lower lip. “I want to… I need to.”
Booker’s legs began to tremble with anticipation and placing his hands on either side of Tom’s tranquil face, he kissed him tenderly. “I love you Tommy Hanson,” he stated in a quivering voice filled with emotion.
Tom smiled before dropping to his knees. Gazing up through his long, dark lashes, he gave Booker a tender look. “I love you too,” he replied and lowering his head, he licked his lips and pressed them tenderly against Dennis’ cockhead.
The sensation was so electrifying that Dennis could not contain himself and he let out a cry of delight. “Yesss! Oh God Tommy YES!”
A slow grin played over Tom’s lips. It was a huge relief for him that he could finally give Dennis the pleasure he deserved. Six months ago he would have panicked at the thought of having a man’s cock in his mouth but now, he longed to taste Dennis’ uniqueness on his tongue and feel his erection growing in his mouth. Moaning in excitement, he sucked on the tip of Dennis’ cock as gentle fingers began to stroke his hair. “More,” Dennis begged softly. “I need more.”
Closing his eyes, Tom took Dennis into his mouth and ran his lips up and down the thick shaft. “Fuck yeah,” Dennis groaned as his hips rocked forward. “Oh baby that feels sooo good.”
Remembering Dennis’ technique, Tom swallowed deeply and began to hum. “JESUS!” Booker yelled and thrusting his hips forward, he pushed his cock further into Hanson’s mouth. The feeling completely overwhelmed him and he began to pump his cock in and out of Tom’s hot, moist mouth. “Oh fuck… oh fuck… oh fuck,” he moaned over and over as his fingers tangled in Hanson’s thick hair. “Oh Tommy… oh Tommy… oh Tommy.”
Not wanting to spoil the moment by choking, Tom concentrated on controlling his gag reflex. It had been a long time since he had given head and he wanted to do it right, he wanted to give Dennis the same pleasure that he himself had received. As he began to relax, he felt his own erection growing and lowering his hand, he stroked himself through his denims. As Dennis’ thrusting became more frantic, he knew that it would not be long and he prepared himself for what was to come.
“Oh Tommy,” Booker panted excitedly. “I’m gonna come… I’m gonna come!”
Tom felt Dennis try to pull away but he kept his fingers wrapped around the base of his cock as he continued to suck.
“Tommy!” Booker warned as he continued to thrust deep into his lover’s mouth. “I’m coming… I’m COMING!”
Warm semen shot into Tom’s throat and he swallowed deeply, savoring the taste against his tongue. He could feel Dennis’ body shuddering violently as he continued to suck and lap until his orgasm was complete. Withdrawing carefully, he sat back on his heels and smiled impishly up at Booker. “Wow.”
Reaching down, Dennis helped Tom to his feet, before kissing him lovingly. “I don’t think wow covers it,” he laughed as he tried to calm his breathing. “Jesus Tommy that was the best blowjob I’ve ever had.”
Tom grinned self-consciously. “Yeah well, I learned from the master.”
Trailing his fingers down Tom’s torso, Dennis stopped when he reached the hard bulge in his jeans. Squeezing gently, he tilted his head on one side. “Well maybe the master can return the favor,” he teased in a low voice as he popped the button of Tom’s jeans.
Hanson’s eyes filled with emotion and taking hold of Dennis’ hand, he gently pulled it away and stared at the floor. “I… I want you to do something else,” he muttered awkwardly.
Surprised by Tom’s words, Booker reached out and tilted up his lover's chin so that he could look him in the eye. “Tell me,” he encouraged gently.
Rubbing a hand over the back of his head, Tom’s cheeks flushed red. “I want… I want you to use your finger.”
Dennis drew in his breath as he struggled to keep the surprised look off his face. Sensing Tom’s embarrassment, he pulled him into a hug and held him close. “Are you sure baby?” he murmured against Tom’s ear. “Because we don’t have to rush things.”
Pressing his lips against Dennis’, Tom kissed him lovingly. “I’m sure,” he whispered against Booker’s soft pout. “I want to feel you inside me.”
A tingle of excitement ran down Booker’s spine and removing his clothing, he threw it in a heap on the floor. Once he was naked, he gazed at Tom with unconcealed longing. “Your turn,” he breathed.
Tom quickly removed his boots and clothing and Dennis moaned when he saw his large erection jutting forward. Taking him by the hand, he led him over to the bed. “Lie down,” he instructed in a quiet voice.
Tom’s heart hammered in his chest and lying down on the bed, he watched silently as Dennis opened his bedside drawer and rummaged around before pulling out a tube of lubrication. Closing the drawer, he sat on the edge of the bed and gave Tom a reassuring smile. “We’ll take is slow, okay? We can stop at any time.”
Nodding his head, Tom chewed nervously at his lower lip as Dennis positioned himself between his bent up legs. Leaning forward, Dennis kissed him lovingly. “Relax,” he murmured. “I won’t hurt you.”
Swallowing deeply, Tom managed a small smile but his eyes revealed just how anxious he really was. He flinched slightly when he felt Dennis stroke his inner thigh and closing his eyes, he took several deep, calming breaths. When he no longer felt Dennis’ touch, he opened his eyes and gazed into his lover’s worried face. “Don’t stop,” he whispered.
Dennis let out a barely audible sigh. “I don’t know Tommy,” he muttered quietly. “You look terrified and I don’t want to do anything you’re going to regret.”
Tom reached out and taking Dennis’ hand in his, he guided it back so that it rested on his thigh. “I want this,” he reassured his lover. “And yes, I admit it, I’m scared. But I trust you Dennis and I want our relationship to move forward. One day, I want to be able to have sex with you and that’s never going to happen if we don’t do this.”
Booker’s dark eyes filled with tears and leaning over, he kissed Tom tenderly. “Oh baby,” he murmured softly. “I’m so fucking proud of you.”
Tom blinked back his own tears and smiled. “I’m ready.”
Sitting back up, Dennis held Tom’s gaze as he began to run his fingers lightly up and down his inner thigh. When he felt Tom’s legs relax, he moved his finger in a circular motion over his perineum. As he rubbed his fingertip over Tom’s hole, he heard him draw in his breath and smiling lovingly, he picked up the tube of lubrication and squirted a large dollop onto his finger. “Okay?” he asked.
Hanson nodded his head. He gasped when he felt the tip of a finger pressing against him and remembering Dennis’ words from the warehouse, he took a deep breath in and breathed slowly out. As Booker’s finger entered his body, he closed his eyes and counted to ten. When he was calm, he opened them and gazed up at his lover. “Keep going,” he panted.
Dennis waited until Tom breathed out before pushing his finger in a little further and then carefully removing it. “You’re doing great,” he encouraged softly. “Just control your breathing.”
As Booker’s finger moved slowly in and out of his body, Tom’s anxiety disappeared and he began to relax. Sensing that now was the time, Dennis moved his finger in a circular motion until he felt it push through the tight ring of muscle. Pausing for a moment, he bent forward and brushed his lips against Tom’s. “Ready?” he breathed.
“Yes,” Tom whispered and when Dennis’ finger started to massage his prostate, he moaned in pleasure. “Oh God… that feels so fucking good.”
Dennis smiled as he nibbled on Tom’s earlobe. “Do you want me to touch you?” he murmured seductively. “Or do you want—”
“Touch me… touch me,” Tom begged as he squirmed beneath Dennis’ body. “Oh God Dennis… Ohhh God!”
Kneeling back up, Dennis lightly ran his finger down the length of Tom’s shaft whilst continuing to massage his prostate. “Like this?” he teased quietly.
Tom threw his head from side to side, as he arched his body off the bed. “No, no, no,” he moaned. “Harder… harder.”
Grinning mischievously, Dennis wrapped his fingers around Tom’s erection and began to tug. “Like this?” he asked again.
“Yes! Yes! Yes!” Tom cried as his hands grasped at the bed sheet beneath him. “Oh fuck… oh fuck… oh FUCK!”
Precum leaked from the tip of Tom’s cock and leaning forward, Dennis ran his tongue over the moist slit.
Tom screamed in pleasure and his hips thrust off the bed. “FUUUCK!” he yelled and reaching out, he tangled his fingers in Dennis’ dark hair. “Suck me! Oh God Dennis SUCK MEEE!”
When Dennis’ lips wrapped around his cock Tom lost complete control from the double stimulation and thrusting forward, he ejaculated forcefully. Booker moaned in pleasure as Tom’s familiar taste coated his tongue. He could feel Tom’s body shuddering beneath him and he continued to suck until he felt gentle hands guiding him forward. Lifting his head, he carefully withdrew his finger and smiled down at his lover. “Are you okay baby?” he asked in a soft voice.
Reaching out, Tom brushed Dennis’ hair from his eyes. “Yeah,” he replied with a lazy smile. “That was amazing.”
Smiling happily, Dennis rolled onto the bed and pulled Tom into his arms. Moments later, he heard soft snoring and he sighed contentedly. It was a good start to their relationship and he truly began to believe that everything would be all right.
**
Having showered and dressed, Tom sat in the living room waiting for Dennis to join him. The calmness he had felt just minutes before was slowly disappearing and he chewed nervously on his thumbnail. He felt deceitful for not having discussed his plan with Dennis before their encounter but it had all happened so fast that there had never really been an opportunity. But now he knew he could not remain silent any longer. He needed to ask Dennis the question and all he could hope was that his lover would give him the answer he wanted to hear.
When Booker walked into the room carrying two beers, Tom smiled anxiously and waited until he was seated before speaking. “I need to talk to you about something.”
Seeing the worried look in Tom’s eyes, Dennis put down his beer and smiled reassuringly. “What is it baby?” he asked.
“I want you to come to L.A. with me,” Tom muttered in a quiet voice.
Surprised by Tom’s nervousness, Dennis reached out and took his hand. “Of course,” he replied happily. “We need to pick up your stuff so you can move in properly.”
Lowering his gaze, Tom shook his head. “That’s not what I mean,” he mumbled. “I need you to come back with me because there’s something I want you to do.”
Narrowing his eyes, Booker gave Tom a quizzical look as he felt a shiver of apprehension run down his spine. “And what would that be?” he asked in a strained voice.
Hanson remained silent for several moments before lifting his gaze and looking directly into Booker’s eyes. “I have one final stage to complete in my exposure therapy and like with the tape, I want to do it with you.”
“Okay,” Booker replied slowly. “Tell me what it is.”
Swallowing deeply, Tom’s mouth twitched nervously. “I need to go back to the warehouse,” he advised in a quiet voice. “I need to go back to where our relationship began.”
Dennis took the time to absorb Tom’s words before replying. “Why?”
Tom averted his gaze but Dennis immediately leaned forward and cupped his face in his hand. “Hey,” he murmured softly. “Tell me.”
Tom’s eyes misted over and he tried to smile but tears began to trickle down his face. “Because I need you to forgive me,” he sobbed. “I need you to forgive me for bringing you there and ruining your life.”
Pulling Tom into his arms, Dennis held him close. “Oh baby,” he whispered. “I’ve never held you responsible for what happened. Why would you say that?”
Laying his head against Dennis’ chest, Tom took comfort from the warm embrace. “Because it’s true,” he mumbled against the soft material of Booker’s t-shirt. “If I’d reported the first rape things would have been different.”
Lifting Tom’s face, Booker gently kissed where his tears had fallen. “You don’t know that,” he replied quietly. “And anyway, it was my decision to go the warehouse without backup, not yours.”
When Tom did not answer, Dennis kissed him tenderly. Pulling apart, he gazed deep into Tom’s troubled eyes. “You really want to do this?” he asked him quietly.
Hanson sniffed loudly and nodded his head. “It’s the final piece,” he muttered. “And then I’ll be whole.”
Tears filled Dennis’ eyes and pulling Tom to his chest, he gently stroked his hair. “If that’s what you need to feel whole baby,” he whispered. “Then that’s what we’ll do.”
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