|Hunter plus Benjamin
Author: Kirie Toshi PM
Hunter is going through a hard point in his life, moving to a new town, clubbing for the first time, and his first kiss. the only way he knows how to deal with any of this is through an old journal left behind by his gay ancestor Benjamin. YAOI, LEMONRated: Fiction M - English - Romance/Hurt/Comfort - Chapters: 3 - Words: 16,329 - Reviews: 19 - Favs: 8 - Follows: 14 - Updated: 06-02-10 - Published: 01-25-10 - id: 2768470
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A/N: Alright, after a long wait here is the third chapter :D I probably should have updated you guys sooner because I've had this chapter written out for... quite a long time... but I was a little undeceive about the ending and I kept re writing it and changing it until finally I'm like "screw it."
I was going to put this story on a hiatus but then I've been getting a lot of reviews lately and I just couldn't leave you guys in the dark. So yeah, hopefully you guys get a little more incite on some of the characters and maybe be a little surprised by some of the drama that'll go on.
"Hey, Hunter, are you free tomorrow?" Dakota asked me at lunch.
It's been almost a month since the last time we'd gone out and done anything with our little four man group. I was beginning to wonder if they'd gotten bored of hanging out with the new kid.
"Yeah, I think so, why?"
"Brian said he could get us into a club, you want to come?"
I'd noticed by now that Dakota was a complete club whore. Whenever he could go out to a club he would. And he always found a guy to 'hang out' with. But we all knew he was having sex with them. It's kind of disgusting actually.
I sighed, I really didn't have much choice, if I said no Charlie would be all up in my case and I'd be forced to go against my will. "Yeah, I'll go, where's it at?" I asked.
Dakota smiled wide, he was starting to look extremely cute again. "New York," he told me.
I paused, how the hell are we going to be able to make THAT trip?
"Well, we got to talking and well… a break is next week for school so we could stay in New York for a week and Brian and Charlie's parents have a condo up there that we could stay at. And we'd all just drive up in Brian's car. What do you say?"
I shook my head, "There's no way in hell my mother is going to let me go," I replied.
"Yeah she will," Charlie said walking up and sitting next to me with her lunch tray. "My mom already talked to your mom about it and she said it was perfectly fine with her."
"You asked my mom before asking me?" I sighed; Charlie would be the one to do that.
"My mom asked, not me. She thought I'd already asked you."
I sighed again, "Alright, well I guess I'll go, I have nothing else to do."
Yeah I did. I could talk to Daniel.
I still haven't talked to him since the night at the club when he texted me saying he had something to tell me.
"Hey faggot," Mason greeted me once I walked through the door of my house after school. The place still gave me the creeps. Though it did look a little more modern since we started working on the place; Mason and my mom working alone on the construction while I was at school. Brian used to work with them as well, but I guess since Mason punched him in the face they haven't had him come over to help.
"What do you want?" I replied to him.
"Mom told me you're going to New York with the other faggot and your little friends, is that true?"
I glared at him, "If you're referring to Brian, then yes I am." I had a feeling he just told me what went on between them now.
"Be careful with him," Mason said, "The little fucker tried to get in my pants."
I blinked, really? Brian had a thing for Mason? GROSS.
"Don't look at me like that," Mason sneered, catching me gaping at him, "Soon as he tried it I punched his lights out, he won't get near me again."
I bit my lip, trying not to laugh; I couldn't believe Brian tried that. Better yet, I can't believe that Mason finally got a little taste of that. Serves him right. Though, I felt bad for Brian.
"Did you tell mom about it?" I asked, wondering if that would ruin the plans on going on vacation.
"Hell no, do you know how awkward that conversation would be? Just talking about it with a little shit like you is gross enough."
"Well, fine, you don't have to hang out with him. I have some packing to do before Charlie comes to get me."
"Charlie your boyfriend?"
"Charlie's a girl."
"We're both single."
"How old is she?"
"Too young for you."
The conversation ended there and I went upstairs to my room. I went through my things and found the same outfit that Charlie had picked out for me for Plunge. I packed enough clothes to last me a week and then everything else that I would need. I had to admit, this was going to be a fun trip and I was actually looking forward to it now.
I glanced at Benjamin's journal on my desk and contimplated on bringing it or not... after a moment of looking at it I stuffed it in my bag, I probably wouldn't read it but it couldn't hurt.
About an hour after I'd finished packing I heard the car horn outside our house. I grabbed my bag, said good bye to my mom and glanced at Mason.
"Careful," Mason mouthed.
I rolled my eyes and walked out the door, throwing my bag into the trunk and climbing into the back seat with Dakota.
"This is going to be GREAT!" Charlie squealed as soon as I'd settled myself.
Dakota beamed at me, he seemed really excited too.
"Did you know I used to live in New York?" he asked me.
I shook my head; I never really bothered asking where he lived before this boring place. I didn't really much care either.
"It's one of the most amazing places in the world," Dakota went on, "But you know, crime there is horrible."
The ride up was somewhat silent; besides Charlie singing to a few songs and Dakota randomly chattering about some random thing that no one cared about. But it was pretty relaxing, no awkward moments, everyone understood that silence was good sometimes and we all were fine with it.
Dakota had once again fallen asleep in my lap when we entered New York City, it was late at night; almost one in the morning, so I didn't bother waking him up.
Charlie smiled and turned around to face me, "You excited?" she asked, keeping her voice low for Dakota.
I nodded, grinning back at her. Brian hadn't spoken once since we'd started the trip, I wondered what was distracting him.
We were able to find the condo that Charlie and Brian's parents owned rather quickly. I had a feeling Brian had taken a drive there many, many times by the way he'd driven without getting lost (which you must admit is a pretty big accomplishment).
At this point I had no choice but to wake Dakota up, which had startled him at first like any normal person woken up in the middle of the night, but then he realized where he was and calmed down.
We each grabbed our own bags and walked inside the building. There was no way in hell we were going to climb the stairs while we're all completely exhausted with thirty pounds of baggage each, so we waited for the elevator to come down about twenty floors.
The condo was spacious; it could easily fit a couple of more people comfortably. Dakota crashed on the couch the moment we walked in the door and Charlie claimed one of the bedrooms.
"I'm a girl, and girls get a room to themselves if she's with three other guys," she explained. I thought that was complete and utter bull shit due to the fact that each guy with her is gay and one was her older brother. But I didn't argue with her, I was too tired to care.
Now all that was left was Brian and I, and one master bed room with one king sized bed. He dropped his bag on the floor and collapsed on the bed. I was a little more hesitant though.
Sure, I'd slept in a bed with another guy before. But not one that knew I was gay and they were gay as well. And on top of all that, he'd pretty much attempted to molest my older brother.
You're probably thinking, "What the hell does that change?"
It changes everything for me.
I contemplated just sleeping on the floor and be done with it. After all, I was nearly half asleep already. But then Brian looked over at me with half lidded eyes (one of which was still yellowed from the black eye my brother had given him) and just stared at me for a minute or two. What was I supposed to do? I just stared back at him.
"Are you coming to bed or what?" he finally asked me.
Now, of course, I had no choice but to climb into bed with him. Though making a note to stay on my side, not wanting to touch him or even breath on him.
The next morning Charlie burst into the bedroom with a wide smile, "Good morning!" she chirped, jumping in between me and Brian. Luckily, we were able to stay apart through the night.
"You guys ready to do stuff today?" she asked, rolling over on her back. She was already dressed to go out on the town – even though it was only around nine o'clock.
Brian groaned, "No, I'm ready for sleep."
Charlie glared at him, "No! I want to go sightseeing, damn it!"
I'd had enough of this; there was no way I was going to be able to get back to sleep. I got out of bed, grabbed some clothes and made my way to the bathroom. I could still hear Charlie and Brian yapping back and forth like hungry dogs. However, by the time I'd finished my ten minute shower, changed and brushed my teeth and hair, Charlie and Brian had finished arguing, or at least I couldn't hear them anymore.
Dakota was eating some cereal that he'd found in the kitchen and reading a news paper that he'd gotten from the downstairs lobby.
Brian and Charlie were gone, which would explain the quietness in the condo.
Dakota grinned up at me, "Good morning," he said. Of course he wasn't tired; he'd gone to sleep in the car at a decent hour.
"G' morning," I yawned, sitting across from him and laying my head down on the table.
"I think Charlie's wanting us to go out soon," Dakota said, grinning slightly at me.
"Yeah, she told us," I complained. I really didn't want to go out, I wanted to sleep some more or at the very least lounge around the house watching TV, but that was not going to happen.
"It'll be fun though," he continued, "Have you ever been to New York?"
I shook my head, international highways were not my kind of city; I much preferred Atlanta.
"Well then you have to go on a grand tour," Dakota chirped, "We have to show you Central Park, Broadway, Statue of Liberty, you know… all those kinds of places."
Wonderful, doesn't sound like I'm going to be able to get a lot of sleep before we go partying tonight.
Charlie, Dakota and Brian had all been to New York. Brian came up every so often to check on the condo and party on the weekends, Charlie would sometimes tag along, and obviously Dakota had lived there.
However, poor little ol' me has never been to New York so the three of them took it upon themselves to show me every building, park or street that they could think of.
We'd first went to the all important Broadway Avenue, where actors from some show were gathered outside a theater all dressed up and trying to get people to buy tickets for that night's performance. Next we went to Central Park, which I must say was one of my favorite places.
Charlie and Dakota had run off somewhere, probably to go chase a squirrel, and me and Brian were left alone.
Is it just me or do they go off alone a lot?
We walked a bit in silence; taking our time to fully appreciate the scenery. "It's pretty, isn't it?" Brian asked, looking up at some red bird sitting on a tree branch. He obviously didn't mean the bird, but the park.
"It is, I think I could lie down and fall asleep if the park ranger wasn't watching us," I replied.
Brian glanced at me and then looked around; sure enough the park ranger was behind us and watching us suspiciously.
Brian laughed a loud audible laugh and then smirked slightly. He must have been thinking the same thing I had; the ranger must think it was suspicious for two guys to be walking in central park alone together – though it probably wasn't that uncommon, it is New York after all. "The damn bastard," Brian chuckled, "Does he think we're going to shoot a bird or something?"
I couldn't help but chuckle at his comment, "I don't think that's what he's thinking."
Brian chuckled again and stopped in his tracks, looked back at the ranger who didn't even bother looking away now, just glared at both of us. Brian now turned to me and winked, leaned down and gave me a sweet and soft peck on the lips.
Wait… did that really just happen…?
I jumped back, my cheeks blood red, I looked from Brian to the ranger who had complete anger on his face, but I really didn't care right now. I looked back up at Brian who was grinning at me.
"Come on," he said, taking my arm and pulling me along the path.
The ranger, by now, had left.
The next place we went to was the Statue of Liberty… but do you really think that was what I was thinking about? Of course not, I'd just had my first kiss!
Charlie was demanding that the security guard let us climb the stairs up to the torch after we'd climbed all the way up there, but we all knew that wasn't going to happen. Brian was off looking at the plaques with history information on them and Dakota and I were sitting on a bench waiting for instructions on what to do next from Charlie.
"Do you like it here so far?" Dakota asked me, grinning slightly.
I nodded, not really paying much attention to him but in my own little dream land, replaying the day's earlier events in my head.
He kissed me. That in itself was shocking and amazing. I knew, of course, that it was just to piss off the ranger, but still, the fact remained that he kissed me. I wanted to talk to Brian so badly, but I don't think I could.
I glanced over and caught him glancing at me before turning quickly away. This made me grin slightly, at least he was thinking about it too.
But wait, what does this mean? Do I like him? I barely know him… Hell, he had a thing for my brother! I doubt he would ever want to sink down to liking Mason's younger sibling.
"Hunter, are you listening to me?" I heard Dakota ask, waving his hand in front of my face.
I quickly regained my composure and smiled at him nervously; afraid he caught me watching Brian. "Sorry, I just kind of zoned out for a minute there."
Dakota paused for a moment, watching my face turn red, "Is something up with you?" he asked me simply.
Damn, he got me.
However, before Dakota started pressuring me into telling him what was on my mind Charlie walked up with an angry look on her face and simply stated, "We're leaving."
The last place we went to was ground zero, which was still in rubble with a plaque stating off the names of all those who died during September Eleventh. Dakota sat down on another bench and stared out at the mounds of dirt and debris, it'd been about three years since the attack and people were still very sensitive about it.
Charlie watched Dakota and grinned slightly to herself.
It was then I realized that Dakota didn't seem to be grinning, frowning, or showing any emotion for that matter a single tear was falling down his cheek.
Brian put a hand on my shoulder and motioned for me to follow him. I complied and Charlie followed suit.
"Just thought we should give him a few minutes alone," Brian said to me after we were a good enough distance away.
I frowned and looked back at him, wondering who he'd obviously lost due to the attacks.
Charlie sighed deeply and looked back, "Do you think he's alright with us surprising him with this trip?"
Brian nodded, "I think he needed it, his Dad is really strict about not talking about it."
Charlie glanced at me and chuckled, noticing that I was severally lost in the conversation and situation, "Sorry for not telling you before, I thought you already knew about it. Dakota's mom died in tower one, she was on the phone with him when it'd happened."
I stared at her and then over at Dakota's whose face was in his hands now.
"That's why he moved, his dad didn't want to be around the place that took his wife. She was also eight months pregnant with their daughter. So they lost a lot."
"Is that the real reason why we came here?" I asked Charlie, not looking away from Dakota.
"You're smart," she teased.
I probably shouldn't be thinking about Dakota this way, but I couldn't help but think that maybe his addiction to sex was the effect of his mother's sudden death. It was away to get away from what he'd gone though. It would make sense wouldn't it? But then again, I'm not a physiatrist and I could be completely wrong, he may have had that addiction before his mom died. But still, it's a good theory.
Later that night, we'd made it inside some club that I didn't catch the name of, Charlie and Dakota had run off into the middle of the sea of people and started dancing together. Brian however, stayed close to me. Which seemed rather odd considering he already had some guys asking him to dance, but he declined each one.
"They're all ugly," he said in my ear jokingly, noticing that I was catching on to him.
We sat down at the bar, Brian buying an alcoholic drink for himself and offering me some. I only took a sip of his drink and it made my attention jump. I'd never once had any alcohol in my life and I decided that I should drink more of it.
Brian was watching the crowd and saw his sister dancing with another chick, he didn't seem to like that very much.
"You want to dance?" He asked me out of the corner of his eye, but I knew he just wanted to break them up.
I chuckled and shook my head, "Go dance with Charlie," I told him and he instantly got up, leaving his drink behind. I didn't hesitate to take it and finish it off.
I couldn't find Dakota anymore; I guessed he must have already found someone to hook up with. I wondered where people went to go do that and as curiosity built up inside me I just had to go investigate.
Weaving through people and having my ass smacked a few times, I finally managed to get to the place where I guessed all the separate rooms were at. Though, my guess was only proven with screams and moans echoing throughout the hallway. Dakota must be in there somewhere, but I didn't want to interrupt anyone so I didn't investigate any farther.
"Hey there," said an obviously older guy, he looked like he was in his thirties or forties. I looked up at him, he was grinning at me and I grinned back.
"Hi," I replied simply.
"You coming out, or going in?" he asked me, I slight smirk on his face.
"Neither," I told him, chuckling nervously.
"Ah, I see, so are you waiting for someone to go in with?"
I shook my head, itching to get away and find Brian or Charlie.
"Well, you know I could always give you a little tour back there, it'll be fun, I promise."
I shook my head again, "Sorry, I'm not really in the mood."
He grabbed my wrist and leaned in closer to me, this definitely started to get me a little scared. "Oh, come on, it won't be bad, you'll like it." He looked me over for a brief moment and chuckled, "You're really young," he stated, "Are you a virgin? Is that why you don't want to come?"
I tried pulling away, but his grip was too tight.
"Hey, Hunter," Brian yelled out at me, walking up and putting an arm around my shoulders. He glared at the guy and the guy glared back at him, "Everything alright?"
The man let go of my wrist and stood up straight, he was slightly taller than Brian and a little broader than him as well, "Everything's fine, I was just asking if he'd like some company."
Brian smiled slightly, but I knew it was just to get this guy angry, "Well, he already has company, so I don't think he needs any more, bye." With that, he pulled me away and off towards the dance floor, where we forced our way through to the middle of the pack. He pulled me close and rested his hands on my hips.
"You okay?" he asked me, leaning close to my ear so I could hear him.
I nodded and leaned close to his ear as well, "He snuck up on me and wouldn't let me leave, but you came around just in time. Thank you."
Brian smiled and stood up straight, "No problem," I saw him say, though I couldn't hear him.
After hours of dancing and drinking I was completely drunk and exhausted. All I could remember was that Brian had pulled me out of the club for some fresh air and let me sit on the sidewalk to cool off.
He was laughing and sat down next to me, "You're an interesting dunk," he said, still laughing.
I couldn't remember why I was so interesting, I couldn't remember anything anymore, but I was still laughing my ass off.
Charlie came out and looked down at me and shook her head in disapproval. "You got him drunk?!" she screamed at Brian. He continued to laugh, "I didn't do it! He got drinks from anyone who would do it for him!"
She glared at me, but I really didn't care, I felt so good right now that I didn't have the patients for any negative attitudes.
"I'm going to go find Dakota, have either of you seen him?" Charlie asked, crossing her arms over her chest.
Brian shook his head "I haven't seen him since we got here," he said, calming himself down.
She glanced at me and I shook my head, "What he said," I stated.
She groaned and stormed back inside, leaving me and Brian to start cracking up again.
I don't know how long after Charlie left it was before Brian was on top of me in the middle of the sidewalk and practically eating my face off. I don't even remember how we got to this, but this was the last think I could remember doing.
His hands were all over my body, and when I say all over, I mean all over and his tongue was down my throat. I could taste the mixture of alcohol and saliva in my mouth, it tasted delicious and I wanted so much more of it. I knew I was still slightly drunk, but I knew what was happening, I could have stopped him at any point, but I didn't want to. I could hear people whistling and gathering around us, just standing there watching. Some even wanted to get in with us, but Brian wouldn't let them. After we'd gathered a crowd, Brian sat up, pulling me with him and glared at everyone as we just walked away.
Charlie was waiting impatiently by a taxi as we walked up to her, no Dakota in sight.
"I couldn't find him," she said angrily, "I texted his phone saying to just come home when he was threw with whatever it was he was doing."
So Dakota was missing in action? Doesn't sound very suspicious considering he's done this before.
"And you two, I've been waiting for ten minutes for you guys to get over your tongue war. I couldn't get through the wall of people so I was just standing here doing nothing!"
"Sorry, Charlie, we're drunk! Don't blame it all on us," Brian said, his hand still gripping mine.
"Get in the car," Charlie snapped at us, obviously she was not in a good mood any more.
At least Brian and I had some fun tonight and with no doubt Dakota was having some fun as well.
So the night wasn't a complete waste of time.
However, I was still drunk as hell and the night wasn't over just yet…
A/N: Uh oh, Hunter's gotten himself into some situation, hasn't he?
So I'm going to do a little poll: what do you guys think will happen?
Will Brian take advantage of Hunter? Or will he make sure Hunter gets sober without being violated?
I know what's going to happen :P but I want to know what you guys think.
but on another note, nothing about Benjamin in this chapter, but the next chapter should be about Benjamin mostly since he wasn't in this one at all. So yeah, be prepared for a wonderful adventure into Benjamin's world ;D