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Section 8 �
�Convince him we�re okay�
(Will POV, Don, Charlie � After Will and Don�s conversation
in the solarium)
[Takes place directly after the end of Looking for Love]

�Hey Chuck,� Don called.

Will smiled and followed Don down the hallway.� Will could tell
without asking that Charlie hated that nickname � it had the same feel as
�Cee-cee� that his sister Cindi hated.�
Of course, he called her that as often as possible.

�Hey Chuckie,� Don called again.� �Where are you?�

Charlie came out of a far room, a frown on his face.� �What?� he said defensively.

Don held up his hands.�
�Truce, okay?�

Charlie�s eyes slid to Will and Will
felt uneasy.� Did I mess up any possibility of being friends with Don�s brother just
to prove a point?

�You aren�t going to hit me?�� Charlie mumbled.

�Charlie!�� Don said, his voice shocked.�
�I haven�t hit you since � I don�t know, I was twelve or something.�

�But �� Charlie said, waving his hand at Will.

Don rolled his eyes.�
�You get upset at things you shouldn�t and don�t get upset at things you
should.�

�Sorry,� Charlie sighed.

In just one evening, Will was starting to realize what Don�s
life with Charlie had been like.� Charlie
was from another planet � a very smart, emotional, and easily distracted
planet.� No wonder Don felt like he had
to be an anchor for his brother, the brilliant dragonfly.

�Hey, hey,� Don said, stepping close and putting his arm
around Charlie�s shoulder.� �I�m not mad
at you.�

�You aren�t?�� Charlie
said, hopefully.

�Naw, buddy.�� Don said quietly.� �I know you aren�t gonna steal this
boyfriend.�

Charlie looked unhappy again.� �I didn�t mean��

Don ruffled Charlie�s hair.�
�Will�s mine and Colby�s yours and that�s all that really matters,
okay?� Things got really weird there for
a while but everything worked out.�

Weird is one word for
it.� �Hell� is another.� Will leaned against the wall and watched the
two Eppes brothers together.� They really
were a lot alike.� Will tilted his head
and looked at Charlie.� If he�d met
Charlie first, would he have fallen for him?�
Naw � Will smiled
to himself.� Don fit into his soul like
the pieces he�d been missing all his life.�
Charlie was cute and even intriguing, but he would have been just
another guy in a long line of interesting guys.�
For Will, that line stopped here, with the other Eppes.� Will let his eyes dwell on Don, ever surprised
by the reality of him.

Charlie gave Don a sideways smile.� �It did work out, didn�t it, like a
self-balancing system.�

�Sure, a self-balancing system.�� Don smiled back.

�Did you know,� Charlie said, �That our neural cellular
system makes extensive use of self-balancing in order to transition between
states?� The system is continually in
transition and never really has any one state, which makes it a true dynamic
system.�

�That�s you,� Don said with a laugh.� �A truly dynamic system.�

Charlie�s eyes turned to Will and Will recognized the look in
them.� It was the same look that Don got
when he was completely absorbed in a complex case.� Charlie said, �I�m creating a theory of
cognitive emergence, the math of brain.�
There�s actually quite a lot of interesting work being done��

Shaking his head, Don took his arm from Charlie�s
shoulders.� �You can tell Will all about
it later.� He�ll probably understand more
of it than I do.��

�Doubt it,� Will said, smiling at
Charlie.� It was impossible not to like
Charlie.� He positively radiated enthusiasm
and intelligence.� Will�s eyes slid off
of Charlie to Don and he held out his hand.�
�You were gonna show me around your house.�

Don took his hand, the gesture natural and wonderful, and
said to Charlie, �See ya later.�

Charlie nodded and put his hand in his pockets then wandered
towards the television, his face thoughtful.�
Will watched him go and shook his head.�
He�s probably thinking about
self-balancing cellular systems.�

�What an odd childhood you must have had,� Will mused.

�It had its moments,� Don said.�

�I�ll bet,� Will said.� �Show me the rest of the house?� You guys have kept this place in really good
shape.�

�My dad does that.�
Charlie has a hard enough time remembering not to flood the bathroom.�

Don showed Will around the house, upstairs and down.� It was a lovely house and Will enjoyed
picturing the adolescent Don in every room.�
In the living room, Don even pulled out a few old pictures, showing a
serious teenage Don with a big-eyed Charlie-shadow.� Will grinned at
Don�s prom picture.� Don looked so stiff
and nervous with his arm around a girl in way too much taffeta.� Will�s smile faded as he remembered his own
prom and being unable to show up there with a boyfriend.� He abruptly reached over and pulled Don in
for a kiss.

After kissing him back, Don asked, �You okay?�

Will shook off the shadow of his past and smiled at his
present and future.� �I believe you said
something about your old bedroom?�

Don�s eyes lit up and he led Will back up the steps to his
room.� He went into a bedroom that Will
had only glimpsed before.� It was
decorated now like a generic guest room, but Will
could see traces of a teenage boy�s room underneath.� On the desk was a framed photo of Don in full
baseball regalia.� Will
shut the door behind them.

Don went over to the desk and picked up the picture. �This
is from when I thought I�d be a pro ball player.�

�Hard to picture,� Will said.� Don seemed like such perfect Bureau material
that it was hard to see him ever wanting to do anything else.

�Yeah, well, boyhood fantasies die hard.�

Will grinned and moved towards Don.� �Speaking of boyhood fantasies ��

Don turned and reached for him.� Will closed the
distance between them, pressing his body against Don�s, pushing him back
against the desk.� Don�s mouth met Will�s and Will�s tongue dove beneath Don�s lips.� They kissed hungrily, deeply, as Will
banished any lingering taste in his mouth from Charlie.� Don�s lips under his own were sweet and fiery
and physical, just like the man.

Will pulled back, panting a little.� He loved how Don looked after just being
thoroughly kissed.� Though that wasn�t
nearly as good as he looked after just being thoroughly fucked.�� Will�s cock woke up and began throbbing at
the thought.� He would never get tired of
Don�s ass clenching around him, Don�s whimpers as Will teased Don�s
oh-so-sensitive prostate.�� Still, this
was Don�s fantasy they were exploring.

Will�s hand moved down Don�s hips.� �I think I deserve a reward for meeting your
family tonight.�

�Oh?�� Don said, his
hands going to Will�s ass.� �What kind of
reward?�

Will�s hand slid in between their bodies and found the
hardening shape of Don�s cock.� �You,�
Will growled.

Before Don could respond, Will dropped to his knees and
began nuzzling Don through his jeans.�
Don gave a sound that was halfway began a laugh and a moan.� Will quickly unzipped Don and pulled down his
jeans and underwear.� Don�s ready cock
sprang free and Will licked it with the flat of his tongue from base to
tip.� Don leaned back and braced himself
with one hand against the desk.� His
other hand buried itself in Will�s hair.

Will sucked Don�s cock into his mouth and Don�s hand
tightened in Will�s hair.� Will loved it when Don pulled his hair.� It wasn�t a comfortable thing, but when Don
did it, it meant that he was totally absorbed in the sex, his normally controlled
touch turned rough with passion.

Using one hand to steady Don�s cock and the other to toy
with his balls, Will brought all of his considerable cock-sucking experience
and technique to bear.� His own mind was
full of images of teenage Don stroking himself, his eyes closed, his hand
pumping.� Bet he never imagined how good this can be.

Indeed, Don was groaning above him, completely oblivious to
his family just downstairs.� This unexpected
exhibitionistic streak sent a thrill through Will.� This was definitely a side of Don he�d have
to explore more �� Sex
with Don was never going to get old or routine.

Don�s groans were growing louder, more urgent and Will
released him.� Will got up from his knees
and slowly stripped, giving Don time to pull back from
the brink.� Don�s eyes were heavy-lidded
and dark, his gaze caressing every inch of Will�s skin as he exposed it.� �Don�s
saliva-coated cock twitched against his stomach as he watch Will
strip.� After Will was completely naked
in front of him, Don quickly shed his own clothing.

Don stepped close to Will, turned him around and shoved him
down to the bed.� Don spit several times
and Will felt hot saliva running down his asscheeks
and pooling in his asshole.� Then Don�s
mouth was at his asshole and Will gasped.� Don�s lips and tongue were forceful,
demanding, and Will was quickly shuddering underneath the onslaught, moans
leaking out between Will�s closed lips.

Will felt Don pull away and Will tried to catch his
breath.� No, sex with Don was never going
to get routine.� From moment to moment it
could change character from hard to soft, passive to aggressive, fast to slow, from
making tender love to fucking each other�s brains out.� They�d been lovers less than three weeks and
they could already read each others needs and wants as easily as breathing.

Don was digging in Will�s discarded jeans for the spare
condom he always kept there.� Don pulled
out the condom and opened the package.�
He looked up at Will and Will shivered with anticipation at the naked
lust in his face.

�On your knees, on the bed, up against the wall,� Don
commanded, and rolled the condom down over his rigid cock.
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