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A New Beginning	By : rebekahgarton Category: 1 through F > 21 Jump Street Views: 777 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I did not create 21 Jump Street, nor do I make any money from my writing. I own nothing but a healthy interest in boys who love boys and a sweet vintage pinup of Peter Deluise. Please don't sue me.

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Doug wiped away the lone tear that had begun to slide down his cheek. He shook the painful memory from his mind, not wanting to remember the hurt he had felt at losing Tom. He looked intently at the man before him, needing to hear the answer spoken.
"Doug, you know why I left. I just couldn't handle things at the time, everything seemed to be coming at me all at once and I just couldn't take it anymore. I had to leave. But, truthfully, I should thank you. I love the life I have now. I love my job, I love my house, and I love this town. I'm happy here, you know." Tom replied.
Doug couldn't deny that Tom did look happy, healthier even. He thought carefully about his next words. "I know that you had been unhappy, that you really didn't want to be a cop anymore. But you just disappeared, you dropped a bomb on me and left before I ever even had a chance to really respond. Why did you run away that night?"
Tom frowned at the memory of that night. He had tried to forget that the whole incident had ever happened. But he knew that Doug deserved an honest explanation, he owed him that much. "Because when you pulled away from me, I realized that things would never be the same between us again. I know that I shouldn't have run the way I did, but I really couldn't think of a good reason to stay. You told me how you felt and that was that. There wasn't anything left for me there anymore. But I'm fine now, really. I've dealt with the fact that you and I are never going to happen. I would really just like to forget the whole thing. It's over."
"But it wasn't over Tom, not for me. While you were running away, I was left behind, full of guilt and regret. I needed to see you, to be able to talk to you, but you weren't there. It wasn't over for me." he said again as he slid closer to Tom on the sofa, wrapping his arms around the smaller man. "It still isn't over."
He kissed the younger man passionately, trying to make his lips express everything he had wanted to say on that fateful night. His hands began to roam over Tom's slim body, his fingers knotting themselves into his long brown hair. He had tried to imagine this moment so many times, but the reality was so much better. The way Tom felt in his arms, the heat behind the friction of their lips. It was a perfect moment. When the two men finally broke the contact, they were both breathing heavily, faces flushed. Doug just smiled as Tom gazed into his eyes in disbelief.
"Doug, what just happened?" Tom asked after a moment, slightly dazed.
"I did something I've wanted to do since the night you left." Doug replied as he reached down to grasp Tom's hands.
"So I was right…. you did kiss me back. But, then why did you tell me you didn't have feelings for me? Why did you get so mad?" Tom asked, voice full of hurt and confusion.
"I wasn't mad, I was stupid and confused and drunk." Doug confessed. "I was scared, scared of what you did and scared of the way it made me feel. But when I went to bed that night, I started to think about everything. And that's when it hit me. I kissed you back because I love you. And if you had stuck around for ten more minutes that night, you would have known that."
Tom couldn't believe what he was hearing. It hadn't been a mistake, Doug had felt something that night. His heart began to ache as he thought of all the time they had lost. He should never have left. He had ruined everything. But he hadn't, not really. Doug was here, holding his hands, telling him he loved him. A new wave of realization washed over him as he recalled the words he had just heard pass through Doug's lips. Doug loved him. He felt the pain leave his heart, replaced by an overwhelming feeling of joy. He slipped his slim fingers in between Doug's larger ones, gripping them tighter together as he spoke.
"You love me?"
"I love you Tommy, I just hope that you still feel the same way about me."
Tom couldn't hold back any longer. He pulled the larger man close, wrapping his arms around his neck as he placed a gentle kiss on his warm lips. He smiled as he pulled away, gazing lovingly into Doug's beautiful hazel eyes. "I still love you Doug, I never stopped." he whispered as he leaned forward to kiss him again. Doug returned the gesture, parting his lips to allow his tongue to swipe lightly over Tom's. They held each other tightly, hands frantically beginning to roam over each other's bodies. They were both lost in the moment, wanting nothing more than to rip each other's clothes off and give in to their desires. But they were forced to stop when they heard a small creak come from the end of the hall. They broke apart instantly, moving to separate corners of the couch. They tried their best to look innocent as Clavo came walking into the room, eyes still partly closed with sleep.
"Uncle Doug, I have to pee, really bad. Where's the bathroom?" he said, squirming under the pressure as he spoke.
Doug made a move to stand when he was pushed gently back down by Tom. "You just sit, I'll show him." he said as he rose to lead the little boy to the bathroom. Doug smiled at the gesture, not really used to having any help with his nephew. It was nice. Tom returned a few moments later, having put Clavo back to bed. He plopped down on the couch next to Doug, the larger man throwing an arm over his shoulder. He snuggled closer into the space, feeling as if he was finally where he was meant to be. They sat like that for a while, neither speaking, but strangely comfortable with the silence. Doug began to feel a little bolder, glancing over his shoulder to make sure that Clavo was still in his room before slowly moving his free hand over to Tom's thigh, gently caressing it as his fingers began to creep closer to the visible bulge in Tom's jeans. Tom moaned a little at the touch, as Doug began to rub him through the rough material. Doug took the sound of pleasure as encouragement, and he started to work on opening the button of Tom's jeans. With a little struggle, he undid the restraint, gently pulling down the zipper. He readjusted in his seat, turning himself so that he and Tom were face to face. He leaned in to resume their kiss. He gasped as he felt Tom's fingers slide under his shirt, gliding up his back as they familiarized themselves with the muscles that had not been there a year ago. After much teasing, Doug finally slipped a finger into the waistband of the smaller man's jockeys, lightly running the tip over the head of the increasingly stiff member. He shifted uncomfortably, trying to remove the pressure from his own throbbing erection. Tom could sense his discomfort, and quickly reached between his legs to remedy the situation. They could not be stopped after that. They stumbled into the bedroom, never breaking the contact between them as they quickly rid each other of their constricting garments. They fell back onto the bed, a hot tangle of skin on skin. Doug slid a large hand between their slick bodies, winding his fingers around the long thin shaft of Tom's cock, gently sliding them up and down the throbbing organ. Tom's responding groan was muffled by Doug's mouth on his own, their lips moving together passionately. Doug felt a sudden shock flow through him as the tip of his own cock came in contact with Tom's. He grinned devilishly as a wonderful idea entered his mind. He jerked his hips forward, opening his hand to allow his fingers to wrap themselves around both of their members. Tom cried out in pleasure, breaking his lips from Doug's as he moved them down to suck and bite at his neck. Doug responded by gripping their erections tighter, pumping them furiously. He rolled onto his back, allowing Tom to straddle his muscular thighs. They both knew where this was leading and they stopped their motions for a moment, breathing heavily as they gazed into each other's eyes. "Doug, do you want this?" Tom whispered. Doug responded by kissing Tom passionately before whispering into the younger man's ear.
"More than I've ever wanted anything, just please be gentle."
Tom felt a wave of lust roll through him as he realized that Doug wanted him to be on top, to be in control. It was something he had never imagined, always picturing Doug being the one to ravage him. But as he stared into his lovers deep hazel eyes, he realized that he wanted it too.
"I'll be gentle babe, just be patient with me. I've never done this before."
Doug's eyes followed Tom across the room as the younger man walked to his dresser, returning with a condom and a small plastic bottle. He slid himself to the edge of the bed, full of anticipation as he watched Tom roll the protection over his erection before generously coating it with the contents of the bottle. He lay back on the sheets as Tom came to stand before him, gently spreading his legs as he lifted them to rest against his chest. Their eyes never broke contact as Tom stepped forward, bringing the slick tip of his cock into contact with Doug's asshole for the first time. Doug groaned at the sensation, feeling it spread as Tom began to enter him, slowly and carefully. He winced slightly as a burnng sensation began to fill him. Tom froze when he saw the pained expression on his lovers face.
"Goddammit, I'm hurting you. Do you want me to stop?" Tom asked
"Hell no, It's worth the pain." he growled as he wrapped his legs tightly around Tom's waist, gritting his teeth and thrusting his hips forward, fully encasing Tom's cock within him. He cried out sharply, not fully realizing just how badly the penetration would hurt. "Not as bad as being shot though" he thought laughingly, trying to distract himself from the tearing pain. Tom stood completely still, afraid to move, not wanting to cause him any more discomfort. But the uncomfortable feeling began to ebb away, leaving behind only a tremendous sensation of pressure.
"It's okay Tommy, you can move. Just go slow."
Tom gently withdrew his cock from the tight orifice, reentering with slightly more force. Doug groaned at the sensation, giving Tom permission to hasten his movements. He began to thrust himself harder into the large body, increasing his speed as sounds of pleasure began to escape Doug's lips. He grasped Doug's hips, lifting them slightly as he changed the angle of his movements, trying to find his lovers sweet spot. He knew he had located it when Doug suddenly knotted his hands into the bedsheets, screaming out his name as a wave of pleasure rolled over him. Tom smiled devilishly as he pumped his rock hard member against the sensitive nub, again and again and again. Doug screamed and moaned, writhing on the bed as wave after wave of bliss crashed into him. Doug unknotted his fingers from the sheets, reaching one upward to roam over Tom's now sweat slicked chest, and allowing the other to slide down to his own throbbing erection. He swiped a finger over the tip, spreading the moisture that had been gathering there down the length of his thick shaft, wrapping his fingers around his member as he began to pump it in cadence with Tom's thrusts. He felt the pressure building within him as Tom slammed himself harder and harder into his tight hole. He tried to hold back, but when he felt Tom's hand replace his own on his cock, he couldn't contain himself any longer. He cried out in overwhelming pleasure as he came, releasing his orgasm in quick spurts on to Tom's stomach. Tom grunted as he pumped himself harder into Doug, reaching his own orgasm a moment later. He slowly withdrew himself from his lover, carefully pulling off the condom that contained the results of their lovemaking. He tied off the end and dropped it into the wastebasket before collapsing onto the bed. They lay there, side by side, struggling to regain their breath as they tried to recover from the powerful experience. When Doug began to regain his senses, he reached over to pull the smaller man to his chest, wrapping an arm tightly around him as he hoisted their bodies up on the bed to rest against the pillows. He reached down to pull the sheet over them as they lay there, entranced by each other's eyes.
"Was that okay?" Tom asked after a moment, still slightly breathless.
Doug chuckled lightly as he leaned over to place a gentle kiss upon his lover's cheek. "That was amazing Tommy. It was better than I ever could have imagined"
Tom sighed in relief. "I just...I've never really done that before. I can't believe that you wanted me to...you know. It sounds stupid but I kind of always pictured you as the dominating type."
"Well babe, I usually am. But I just...I've never done anything like that before, you know...with a guy. I thought I'd let you show me the ropes. But now that I have a better idea of how this works, I might just have to take a little more

control next time." he said, grinning.
A fresh wave of lust rolled over Tom at the thought. He wrapped his arms around the larger man's neck as he kissed him with all passion he could muster. "I might just have to take you up on that. Right now sounds good." he

whispered seductively, trailing his tongue across Doug's jaw as he reached down to gently stroke his lover's still semi erect cock.
Doug moaned lightly at the touch, but with great reluctance, he reached down and removed Tom's hand from his member, intertwining their fingers as he brought it up to rest on his chest. "Tommy, as good as that sounds I don't really

think I'm up to that right now." he said gently.
Tom felt the old feeling of rejection creeping up on him, but it was quickly squashed as he saw that Doug was rubbing his forehead, obviously in pain, but trying very hard to hide it. Tom reached a hand up to brush the sweaty hair

from his lover's brow, fully revealing a dark crescent shaped scar right below his hairline. He examined it carefully as he ran a finger over the mark. "Doug, are you okay?" he asked.
"Better than okay, I just...it kind of creeps up on me sometimes, you know. It's really not as bad as it looks. I just get these headaches sometimes, when I get too worked up or I get too tired." he replied, voice slightly strained as the

headache began to intensify.
Tom pulled himself up to place his lips on Doug's forehead, gently kissing the scar. For the first time, he was confronted with the realization of just how close Doug had come to death. He felt his eyes begin to tear as a feeling of

guilt overtook him. He placed his head on Doug's chest, not wanting him to see the emotion that his face held. "I'm so sorry Doug, I'm sorry that I wasn't there when you got shot. It should have been me, not you." he

choked out as the tears began to flow more freely down his cheeks. He was stunned when the larger man grabbed him tightly, forcing him to meet his gaze.
"Don't you ever say that again. I don't blame you, or anyone else for this." he said as he gestured his scar. "I'm the one who decided to take that case. I'm the one who didn't care that I was putting my life in danger. I was so fucking

arrogant, I thought that I was invincible. But you know what, I'm not. I'm lucky to be alive. And I don't intend to spend another minute of my life taking it for granted. When that bullet hit me, it woke me up. It made me realize that I have a little boy who needs me here and it made me realize that I need you. That bullet brought me back to you." he said as he wiped the tears from Tom's cheeks.
"Doug, I just...It kills me to think that I could have lost you." he replied shakily.
Doug kissed the younger man softly, tasting the salt of his tears on his lips. "You're never gonna lose me Tommy, I'm yours for as long as you want me."
"I'll always want you."
"Then you'll always have me." Doug whispered as Tom laid his head back on his chest.
They lay there in silence, wrapped tightly in each other's arms as they drifted off to sleep, feeling as if they were each right where they belonged.
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