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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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Well, this is it, the final chapter. Thank you for reading "Ask Me No Questions and I'll Tell You No Lies", it means so much to me that you have stuck with it right through to the end. As with my previous Tom/Dennis stories, it has at times been a difficult story to write because of the subject matter. I have spent many nights unable to write a word because I was so worried that I would trivialise the act of rape and believe me, that has never been my intention. I hope I have done this story justice and that you are happy with the end result.
Please feel free to leave me feedback; positive or negative it does not matter. I will learn from your words.
Finally, an explanation about the title of the final chapter. "The Rain Song" is a Led Zeppelin song and I have included the words for you. To me, it describes beautifully the emotions that Tom and Dennis experienced and if you are unfamiliar with the song, I urge you to listen to it. It is possibly one of the most touching songs you will ever hear.
Thanks again for reading, without you there would be no point in me telling my tales.
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Lyrics from "The Rain Song" by Led Zeppelin
This is the springtime of my loving

The second season I am to know

You are the sunlight in my growing

So little warmth I've felt before

It isn't hard to feel me glowing

I watched the fire that grew so low
It is the summer of my smiles

Flee from me Keepers of the Gloom

Speak to me only with your eyes

It is to you I give this tune

Ain't so hard to recognise

These things are clear to all from time to time
Talk… Talk

I've felt the coldness of my winter

I never thought it would ever go

I cursed the gloom that set upon us...

But I know that I love you so
These are the seasons of emotion

And like the winds they rise and fall

This is the wonder of devotion

I see the torch we all must hold

This is the mystery of the quotient

Upon us all a little rain must fall

It's just a little rain...
14th February – Valentine’s Day
As Booker drove his Cadillac through the congested streets of downtown L.A., Tom stared silently out of the window. In a few hours, they would return to the place where it had all begun, the place that had sealed not only their fate but also their destiny. It was the place that had ultimately brought them together and it was the place that had the potential to tear them apart.
Turning towards his lover, he spoke in a quiet voice. “Take the next street on the left.”
When the Cadillac turned he instructed Dennis to pull up at the curb outside his home. Unbuckling his seat belt, he started to open the door but a gentle hand pulled him back. “Hey,” Booker murmured. “Are you okay?”
Turning around, Tom managed a weary smile. “I will be once this day is over,” he replied with a sigh. “I can’t wait to get back to Sacramento so I can start to live again instead of just existing. I’m tired of just existing.”
Dennis unbuckled his seat belt and leaning over, he pressed his lips against Tom’s and kissed him lovingly. “Not long now baby,” he replied. “We’ll pack up your things, go to the warehouse and then if you want, we can start heading home.”
Hanson shook his head. “No, it’s okay. I really want to talk to Doctor Farmer again before we leave, so we’ll stick to the original plan. We’ll stay for two days and then head back. That’ll still give you a few days at home before you go back to work.”
Placing his hand against Tom’s cheek, Dennis gently caressed the soft skin with his thumb. “Okay,” he agreed. “Whatever you want.”
Climbing out of the car, Tom led Booker into the small studio apartment that he had called home for the last five months. The main area consisted of a living room, bedroom and kitchenette. The bathroom was the only other room in the cramped apartment and Tom felt a flicker of embarrassment as Dennis’ eyes took in his residence. He had lost so much… his job, his home, his friends and for a period of time, himself. However, through all the darkness and pain he had experienced in the last two years, there had always been a glimmer of light… Dennis. Booker had become his friend, his lover and his salvation. Without his friendship, love and support, Tom knew that he might not have survived his depression. Even after Booker had left him, it was the need to have him back in his life that had spurred him on, that had helped him through the darkest of times so that he could emerge the other side not cured, but able to live in the world without fear. Dennis was his Mithra, his modern day savior who had rescued him from the darkness of his own mind and shown him the light. He owed him so much and he hoped that one day, he would be able to repay him.
Sentimental tears filled his eyes and ducking his head in embarrassment, he quickly wiped them away. When he felt strong arms circle his waist from behind, he choked back a sob and turning around, he buried his face against Dennis’ broad chest. “Shhh,” Booker murmured into his hair. “It’s okay baby, it’ll be over soon.”
Lifting his tear stained face, Tom managed a watery smile. “Sorry,” he sniffed as he wiped the tears from his eyes. “I’m just so fucking emotional. I owe you so much and I don’t know how to thank you.”
Leading Tom over to the couch, Booker sat down and pulled him into his arms. “You don’t have to thank me,” he scolded gently. “I love you and I just want to see you happy.”
“I am happy,” Tom replied quietly. “You mean everything to me Dennis; you stood by me, even when I was at my worst. I pushed you away but I’m glad you left because I needed to learn to stand on my own, I needed to take responsibility for my own recovery and I did and it’s all because of you. I just wish I could make it up to you, I owe you my life.”
Dennis remained quiet for several moments before replying. “You already have. Tommy, I think you’ve forgotten a lot of what happened when we were in jail. I was the one that was floundering and you tried so hard to protect me not only from Martínez but also from myself. I was self-destructive and that’s when I pushed you away. You went against what I asked you to do and because of that, I went back to my life. If anything, I owe you, not the other way around. You saved me from my addiction and you saved me from having to experience any more abuse. I don’t think I would have survived in prison so if you look at it that way, it’s me that owes you my life.”
Tom stared at Booker in amazement. He had never really thought about their experiences from his lover’s perspective and suddenly he realized that they had reached this exact moment in time because they had been there for each other. They had each played a part in helping the other through their most trying times and they had permanently cemented their bond through their shared experiences. They were a couple… they were Tom and Dennis and they were in love.
Lifting his head, Tom kissed Booker deeply. Dennis moaned and pulling Tom closer he slipped his hand into the waistband of his jeans and squeezed his buttocks. Hanson started to giggle and breaking the kiss, he pretended to scold his lover. “Jesus Dennis, keep it in your pants.”
Dennis threw back his head and laughed. He was happy to see Tom joking and smiling after such an emotional moment and it was proof of how far he had come in the last six months. He no longer wallowed in his sadness, instead he expressed what he needed to express and moved on. It was a heartwarming moment and Booker felt extremely proud of the man in his life.
Not wanting to break the happy mood, Dennis felt reluctant to bring up the purpose of their visit but he knew that the sooner they faced it, the sooner they could really begin their lives together. Brushing Tom’s hair back from his smiling face, he gave him a gentle look. “Shall we do this?” he asked quietly.
The smile slowly faded from Hanson’s face and he let out a sigh. “I guess,” he replied despondently.
Booker took Tom’s hand in his and they stood up. “This is the final piece,” he reminded his lover. “After we do this, we have the rest of our lives to look forward to.”
Tom nodded his head and the two men left the apartment to face their past.
**
Standing outside of the warehouse that still haunted his nightmares, Tom felt as though he was going to be sick. They had secured the key from the real estate agent and now that he was standing in the dark, foul smelling alleyway, he began to question the soundness of Doctor Farmer’s methods. He did not want to relive his past anymore, he just wanted to put it behind him and move forward. However, he trusted his psychologist and he knew that his was the final hurdle. Once he did this, he would be free.
Turning to Booker, he managed a small smile. “Ready when you are.”
Dennis’ hand trembled as he inserted the key into the lock. Images of Tom lying naked and chained to a wall flashed into his mind and his stomach lurched. He felt Tom’s fingers entwine in his own and he gave them a reassuring squeeze before pushing open the door.
The warehouse was empty. There were no signs of their imprisonment left in the room, the bed, the table and the chains had all been removed long ago. Tom stepped cautiously inside and looked around the twenty-foot space. It was a room, nothing more and he suddenly realized why Daniel Farmer wanted him to revisit the warehouse. There were no ghosts, no echoes of past screams; it was just an empty room. The building had not caused him pain, Rory Bentley had and he was dead, choked to death by his own cruel instrument of restraint. There was nothing left for him to fear, it was over and he had survived.
Sneaking a glance over at Booker, he saw sadness in his lover’s eyes. “Hey,” he murmured. “Are you okay?”
Dennis pulled himself from his ruminations and draping an arm around Tom’s shoulders, he pulled him close. “It’s…” he began before falling silent.
“Just a room?” Tom asked in a quiet voice.
A hint of a smile played over Booker’s lips. “Exactly,” he replied with a relieved sigh. “It’s just a room.”
Putting his arm around Dennis’ waist, Tom took one last look at the lifeless space. “Shall we go?”
“Yeah,” Dennis muttered. “It’s over.”
“It’s over,” Tom echoed and turning away, the two men walked from the building.
**
Tom lay in bed waiting for Dennis to join him. He was tired but happy. Returning to the warehouse had not been the nightmare that he had envisaged and he finally felt free of the past. Tomorrow would be the beginning of his new life with Booker and even though he knew he had many years of therapy left, he felt strong and confident enough to face it.
Dennis walked into the room and climbing into bed, he pulled Tom into his arms. “Happy Valentine’s Day,” he whispered as his mouth found Tom’s and he kissed him passionately.
Their kiss deepened and Hanson let out a soft moan as eager hands explored his naked body. Pushing Dennis onto his back, he lay on top of him so that he could take control. When they finally broke apart, he gazed down at his lover with bright shining eyes. “Make love to me,” he murmured in a husky voice.
Booker’s eyes misted over. They were the words he had waited a lifetime to hear and his heart swelled with love. “Oh Tommy,” he whispered in a voice filled with emotion. “Are you sure?”
“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life,” Tom replied softly. “There’s condoms and lube in the bedside table.”
Booker kissed Tom tenderly before opening the drawer. Pulling out a condom and the lubrication, he tossed them onto the bed before gently flipping Hanson onto his back. “Oh baby,” he murmured and leaning forward, he sucked at the raised nub of Tom’s nipple. “I’m gonna make you squirm.”
Hanson closed his eyes as Dennis continued to explore his body with his mouth. He cried out softly as full lips kissed his cockhead but he did not beg for more. He wanted to give himself completely to his lover and therefore, he would allow him to set the pace.
Booker took his time exploring Tom’s slender frame and as the minutes passed, his cock began to swell. When he was hard, he stopped and leaning over Tom’s naked body, he smiled down lovingly. “Are you ready?” he asked.
“God yeah,” Tom moaned. His breathing became more rapid as he watched Booker cover his finger in lubrication and he opened his bent legs in preparation.
Dennis grinned in delight at the sight lying before him. Positioning himself between Tom’s open legs, he placed his finger against his puckered hole and pushed. “Yesss,” Tom moaned as he felt Booker’s fingertip enter his body. “Oh yes.”
Booker gently worked his finger in and out, as he expertly relaxed the tight wall of muscle. When his finger was completely inside he gazed down at Tom adoringly. “Put the condom on me,” he instructed softly.
Tom’s fingers searched around the bed until they finally came in contact with the square package. Ripping it open, he expertly rolled it onto Booker’s erect cock. Dennis carefully withdrew his finger and leaning forward, he supported himself on one arm whilst his other hand guided the tip of his cock until it pressed against Tom’s opening. Lowering his head, he kissed his lover tenderly. “God I love you,” he murmured.
Hanson’s eyes filled with tears and reaching out, he ran his finger down Dennis’ chiseled cheekbone. “I love you too.”
Overcome with the need to feel Dennis inside him, Tom gave the signal by wrapping his legs around his lover’s waist. He let out a low moan as Dennis slowly pushed inside his body. “Make me yours,” he whispered.
Groaning softly, Dennis slowly rocked his hips forwards and backwards. “Talk to me baby,” he murmured. “Tell me how it feels.”
The sensation of Dennis’ cock thrusting inside him was exhilarating and Tom yearned for more. “Harder,” he moaned. “Oh God Dennis, harder!”
Shifting his position slightly, Dennis increased his pace and he was rewarded when Tom’s head arched back against the pillow. “There!” Hanson gasped. “Oh Dennis... there… there… there…”
Dennis felt Tom’s fingernails biting into the flesh of his upper arms but he was so caught up in the pleasure of the moment he barely noticed it. Gazing deep into Tom’s eyes, he thrust deeper into his tight anus. “Do you want me to touch you?” he panted.
Hanson’s head moved from side to side. “No… no… no…” he moaned. “I just… want you… inside me.”
Booker’s eyes grew black with excitement. “Can you feel me?” he groaned.
“Yesss,” Tom moaned. “Oh God yes!”
Gazing down at Tom’s weeping cock, Dennis began to thrust harder. “Do you wanna come?” he teased.
“Oh God Dennis,” Tom gasped. “I wanna come… make me come!”
Dennis immediately increased his pace. “Come for me baby,” he panted as he pounded his cock in and out of Tom’s body. “I wanna see you come.”
“Ooh… ooh… ooh…” Tom cried. “I’m coming… oh God Dennis, I’m COMMMING!”
Tom’s orgasm hit hard and fast and he ejaculated forcefully over his stomach. The sight was so erotic, it pushed Dennis over the edge and with an impassioned yell, he reached his climax. As his body shuddered out its release, Tom pulled him into his arms and kissed him passionately.
Minutes passed and their kiss gradually slowed. Lifting his head, Dennis smiled down at Tom. “Oh baby,” he whispered. “You’ve made me the happiest man alive.”
Tom grinned back and after several minutes of slow, tender kissing, Dennis rolled onto the mattress and pulling off the condom, he threw it on the floor. Turning on his side, he draped his arm across Tom’s waist. As they lay in silence, he studied Tom’s wistful expression. “What are you thinking about,” he asked as he gently ran his fingers through Tom’s tousled hair.
“That I was wrong,” Hanson replied drowsily.
Dennis’ hand stilled and propping himself up on his elbow, he gazed down into his lover’s beautiful face. “About what?”
A satisfied smile spread over Tom’s face. “Going back to the warehouse wasn’t the final piece,” he answered in a tranquil voice. “You are.”
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