The Lift [Zan/Alex, Slash] Adult, Complete, p.8, 09/16/07

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Title: The Lift
Author: Believer_Evans
Pairings: Zan/Alex
Rating: Adult, Slash
Disclaimer: Please, I wish I had some rights over Roswell. It would definitely not have ended so soon. And the lovely men would be mine, mine, all MINE!!!!
Summary: Alex and Zan trapped in an elevator, ‘nough said

Author’s Note: I know I have Space Pirates and that my update schedule is well non existent, but this idea has been bugging the heck out of me. I did originally plan on keeping this fic short but now it seems to have grown into a whole life of its own. I do promise to continue working on Space Pirates and get it finished soon.

Part 1


“Damn it,” Alex said when his messenger bag slipped from his shoulder and onto the floor spilling out all of its contents. As he kneeled down to pick everything up the elevator dinged and the doors slid open.

He looked up in time to see Zan step out looking deliciously delectable in his camouflage cargos riding so low on his hips Alex thought they would fall any second. At least he hoped they would. He also wore a beat up black zipper sweater that was only zipped half way revealed his toned chest with no shirt underneath. Alex thought he would cum in his pants by just looking at him.

“Hey,” Zan said and walked past the still kneeling Alex to his own apartment further down the hall.
“Hey,” Alex replied a little too enthusiastically and loud. He cringed at the sound of his own voice. But Zan merely smirked before unlocking his door and going into his place.

Alex felt his heart race at the sight of that sexy smirk. That always did it for him. He’d cum in his bed to the vision of that same smirk. He finished picking up his papers and other inane objects and placed them back into his bag. After fishing out his keys he shakingly unlocked the door and walked into his home.

He switched on the lights and sighed as he walked over and let his bag drop onto his sofa. He loved his apartment. When he first went to check it out he knew he liked it. Michael had told him about the vacancy, only saying that his ex used to live in the building. When Alex pulled up to it in his green Honda he’d looked up at the sign reading “Canyon Crest Manor” and saw how the trees around it seemed to be kept up, he just felt right.

When the manager had opened the vacant room he walked in to the surprisingly spacious one bedroom. The kitchen was to the right of the door, already equipped with a brand new fridge and stove.
“Our last occupants didn’t keep up with maintenance requirements. It was awful. We had to redo everything. Paint, carpet, appliances…” She went on but Alex had already tuned her out. He could already see his furniture adorning the place.

“I’ll take it,” he’d said and cut off the overly bubbly manager.
“Oh, ok that’s great. Well let’s head back down to my office and fill everything out.” She said and led him back out. As they waited for the elevator Alex saw Him. He’d just walked out of his apartment and was heading right towards them.

“Oh, hello Zan,” the manager had greeted the god. Alex just stood back in awe.
“Hey,” Zan had replied and nodded his head over at Alex.
“This is Alex Whitman, he’s going to be living in number 465.”

The elevator doors opened and all three stepped in. The ride down was silent. Awkwardly silent and it was all Alex could do to try not to make a fool out of himself and reveal just how turned on he was. He held his hands in front of his crotch trying to hide his arousal. When the doors opened again at the main floor, Zan walked out first and looked over his shoulder and said “Welcome to the gang,” and waved at Alex. Alex stupidly tried to wave back but Zan didn’t see as he walked out of the building.

After that he was sure he was going to love it there.

He walked over to his fridge and pulled out a beer. The day had been extra tiring and he just wanted to relax in front of the TV and veg out. Right when he was about to sit down he remembered he had laundry to do.

“I could just do it tomorrow,” he said to himself, but knew that if he didn’t do it now it wouldn’t get done. With a heavy sigh he set his beer down and made his way into his bathroom and retrieved his hamper. Alex hated a mess, and everything had to be organized so he made his own special hamper with separate layers for colors and whites.

He took off the clothes he already had on and placed them in their proper spots in his hamper and decided to take a quick shower. He jumped into his shower and quickly ran a soapy hand over his body, but the second his hand brushed over his cock he groaned. He was still hard from his brief encounter with Zan in the hall and before he could process his thoughts, his hand was firmly wrapped around his stiff member.

He closed his eyes and conjured up the image of Zan’s smirk. He could just image that same smirk hovering over him as Zan pounded into him. He knew the small squeak he’d just made should be embarrassing, but there was no one around to hear it as he viscously pumped his shaft.

He hated that Zan turned him into some horny teenager but he couldn’t help but get helplessly hard whenever Zan was around. With a few more quick strokes he splashed his shower wall with his cum. Panting, he let the water wash over him and wash away the brief shame of cumming in a mere minute.

He rinsed himself off and stepped out of the shower. Padding naked into his bedroom he retrieved a pair of worn, comfortable jeans and a white t-shirt and slipped into his old pair of Converse without socks. He went back into his bathroom and took up the hamper.

With his keys tucked into his right front pocket he dragged the hamper out into the hallway and over to the elevator. After waiting for the elevator to reach the fourth floor he dragged the hamper in.
“Hey, can you hold that!” Alex froze when he heard that voice. Zan. He could hear his steps bounding towards him and could feel his heart echoing the sound. “Thanks man,” Zan said, panting slightly from the run.

Alex merely nodded at him and held the hamper in front of him. He could see Zan leaning against the opposite corner in his peripheral vision. Zan was wearing a pair of black jeans, sinfully riding low on his hips like usual. Alex could see the light trail of hair that led from Zan’s belly button down below the waistband of his jeans.

The matching black tank that Zan had on was tight enough to define his pectoral muscles and the ridges of his abs. Alex also spotted the tell-tale definition of nipple ring on his right nipple. The black ink that adorned Zan’s arms swirled around his biceps, and on his left arm it actually danced down to his wrist. Alex couldn’t help it when he turned his head to get a better look at the ink.

He let his eyes trace the design and felt drunk at the intricacy of the lines. The blackness twisted and turned and swooped into patterns where you couldn’t tell where the one line ended and the other began. He wanted to reach over and traced them with his fingers or, better yet, his tongue. He looked up when he heard the soft chuckle and turned beet red when he saw that Zan had caught him in his inspection.

Before he could get his mouth to start working at an explanation or an apology, the elevator jerked to a sudden stop and caused him to fall over the top of his hamper.

Alex groaned when his head collided with the metal of the elevator doors. He felt his left leg still propped up on top of the hamper and his back was bent in a very painful position.
“Yo, you ok man?” Zan asked and rushed down to help Alex. Alex felt Zan lower the propped up leg and move the hamper out of the way so he could lay stretched out on his stomach. “That was one hell of a fall, man.”

“My head feels like it cracked open,” Alex groaned and reached forward to feel for himself.
“Let me see,” Zan said and reached down to check Alex’s head. Alex nearly moaned as Zan’s fingers combed through his hair and felt his scalp. “Looks ok, just a bad bump. But maybe you shouldn’t fall asleep until we can get you to an emergency room.”

“I don’t think I’ll be falling asleep anytime soon,” Alex said. His heart soared when he head the genuine concern of Zan’s words and he didn’t miss the implication of Zan taken him to the hospital. The man really cared. “I wanna get up,” Alex grumbled and felt Zan’s hands under his arms as he helped him stand up.

“Ok just sit here,” Zan said and helped Alex sit on his hamper. Alex nodded when he sat securely on the hamper and watched as Zan reached for the elevator controls and press the emergency button. When nothing happened Zan scratched the top of his head which only made Alex smile. “Looks like we’re stuck,” Zan said.
“Yeah, I guess we are.”

TBC...

Be honest, tell me what ya think

[believer_evans]

Hey all, well I'm glad you guys are enjoying this little fic of mine thus far. I just love writing slash so much. It's just all so naughty, tee hee.
I love Zan and Alex is just so adorable so they were a perfect match for me.

So here's some more for ya'll


Part 2



His head was pounding and his leg felt like it had been kicked. He’d had fantasies about being locked in a room with Zan, but this was definitely not what he had in mind.
“What do you think happened?” He asked.
“I don’t know. Maybe the power went out.” Zan replied. He reached into his pocket for his phone and sighed, “No signal.”

Alex nodded and reached up to his head again, feeling the bump that was forming right over his forehead.
“Unless you have some kinda healing powers, you should stop touching that,” Zan teased. He stood against the back of the elevator closer to Alex. When he noticed Alex begin to sway he reached over and held onto Alex’s arms. “You ok?”

“Feel a little dizzy,” Alex said and put his hand on Zan’s hip to keep him steady. His thumb grazed the bit of skin that was exposed just over the waistband on Zan’s jeans.
“Uh, why don’t you sit down on the floor and lean against the wall.”
“Yeah, sounds good.” Alex said and held onto Zan as he was lowered to the floor.

Once Zan helped him sit and lean against the wall and smiled, “Thanks”
“Hey, no problem man. You sure you’re ok?”
“Yeah, just couldn’t stay on the hamper anymore. I feel a little better now,” Alex explained. It was only there when he noticed that Zan still had his hands on his arms.

“Uh, ok” Zan said and pulled back a little, but still remained fairly close. “So, looks like you’re laundry’s gonna hav’ta wait,” Zan smirked.
“Yeah,” Alex replied and couldn’t help but smile at seeing that great smirk.

“Where were you heading?” Alex asked. He could smell the warm scent of Zan’s cologne and made a mental note to find out what it was so he could buy some.
“I was just headin’ to visit with some friends. It’s my ex’s birthday.”
“Oh, that’s cool. You still talk with your ex.” Alex said. With him all his ex’s became the past. He didn’t really want to keep in touch with them. Them being just the two of them.

“Yeah it was a chill break up. We had been friends for a while before anything happened. It was pretty much the alcohol that hooked us up, but we stayed together because we didn’t want things to be weird.” Zan explained.
“Wait. You drunkenly hooked up with your friend and just continued to prevent any awkwardness?”

“Yeah I know, it don’t make much sense but we was close and I didn’t want our friendship to fall over some mistake. But we figured out what was going on. The sex stopped and we eventually settled back into our friendship without even noticin’.”

Alex nodded. He had never really spoken anything other than a greeting to Zan and now here he was actually getting to know him. And he was pleased to discover that not only was Zan hot, but a pretty good guy.

“So what about you? Any girl waitin’ for you tonight?” Zan asked and looked at Alex expectedly.
“Uh, no, not really. Only girl in my life is my sister Liz.” Alex said. He wasn’t so sure about coming out to Zan in an elevator.
“Oh, ok. So no girlfriends?” Zan smiled.
“Well you see…” Alex started but grew nervous.

“Hey it’s ok, I’m just messin’ wit you. I know you’re gay.”
“You, yo do?” Alex stuttered. “Am I that obvious?”
“You ain’t no queen, but yeah. You can say that I got a gaydar.” Zan said and tapped his forehead. Alex chuckled but still blushed.

“So no boyfriend waitin’ for you then?”
“Uh, no. Haven’t had any boyfriend waiting for me in two years,” Alex confessed. He never really admitted to himself that he was lonely, but telling Zan that he hadn’t been in a relationship in two years brought every hidden feelings of loneliness up to the surface.

“Two years? Seriously. I’d figure a good looking guy like you would have someone always around,” Zan said with a wink.
“Good looking? Me? You sure you didn’t get knocked in the head too?” Alex said and Zan laughed.
“Nah, my head’s clear man.” Zan said, “But seriously, I can’t believe you haven’t been with anyone in two years.”

“Well I’ve lived here for a year now, have you seen me bring any guys home?” Alex asked.
“Well no, but I just figured it was because you was always busy. I see ya bringing home a lot of papers. What do you do anyways?”

Alex smiled at Zan’s interest.
“I’m a writer.”
“Really? What do you write?” Zan asked. He adjusted his legs so he sat Indian-style in front of Alex and rested his elbows on his knees.
“Fiction mostly. Just a bunch of short stories.”

“What kind of short stories?”
“Well right now I’m working on one about gay musician that falls in love with a man that lives in his apartment building.”

“A musician huh? I’m a musician,” Zan said with a smile.
“Yeah? What do you play?” Alex asked.
“Drums. I like to be in control of the beat, you know. The drums, well the drums are the heart of the song. Yeah you have the guitar, you got the bass, but without the beat, without the pounding of the heart, well you ain’t got shit.”

Alex nodded. He’d never heard anyone describe it that way. It made total sense. He’d definitely be listening to music differently now.
“I play a little too. Acoustic guitar,” Alex said. He’d played a lot in high school, before he came out to his friends and was pretty much unofficially dropped from their band.

“That’s cool. Maybe we could get together sometime and play.” Zan suggested, which only sent very naughty images into Alex’s brain about the beautiful music they could make together.

“I can’t believe we’ve lived on the same floor for a year and we haven’t really talked before,” Alex said before he could stop himself.
“Yeah,” Zan sighed. “I’ve wanted to, you know, but I figure you busy, no time to talk to some street trash from down the hall. I look at you and I see clean cut, pretty up and up. Not the kind of guy who’d wanna hang out with a guy like me,” Zan said with a self depreciating smirk.

Alex shook his head and scoot closer to Zan.
“That’s not true. Looks aren’t always the defining point of anyone. I know how I look, and that’s pretty much the reason why I haven’t exactly had to beat anyone off lately. I don’t see you as street trash. You have that whole tough look, I’ll give you that, but not in that scary intimidating way. You look like the kind of guy whose sure of who he is. You ooze confidence and that’s contagious. I wouldn’t be able to open much up to you if you weren’t doing the same with me.

“I’ve wanted to talk to you, but each time I see you in the hall I can’t really think of anything good to say. I pretty much loose all vocal capacities when I see you. You have that hotness thing going on for you, which can render someone speechless.” Alex rambled and clamped his mouth shut. Had he really admitted that he thought Zan was hot?

“Uh I mean….shit, look I’m sorry. I don’t want you to think all gay men just come on to every guy they meet. You’re so obviously het, and I really don’t want you to hate me or anything now. Let’s just pretend I stopped talking way before any reference of hot and you being it ever came up, ok?”

He closed his eyes and waits for the hit or the deafening silence but when Zan’s laughter rings through the small confines of the elevator Alex opens one eye and looks at Zan’s laughing face.
“You’d be surprised,” Zan said and fished in his pockets for his wallet. He opened and showed Alex a picture showing Zan with his arm around another guy’s shoulder. “This is my ex.” Zan explained. “He’s name is Randy, but he goes by Rath.”

Alex reached out and took the wallet from Zan’s hand and looked at the picture closely. They did in fact look happy and the way they were pressed together, even if it was only their sides, showed more than just a heterosexual friendship.
“You’re gay?” Alex dead-panned.
“Been out since I was fourteen and my parents caught me looking at some Play Girls.” Zan said and took his wallet back.
“I’ve never…I mean I never thought that you…”

“Yeah, I got that.” Zan said with a shrug. They sat there in silence, just the sounds of their breathing syncing up. “So how’d you do it?” he asked Alex
“Do what?”
“Come out.”

Alex paused and frowned when he thought back to that moment in his life.

He’d been nine years when he was playing with some of the neighborhood kids. They’d all decided to play hide and seek, strange considering some of the other boys were older. Alex ran until he found his hiding spot behind some bushes along one of the houses.

He sat there waiting for the moment when he’d have to spring out, and nearly did just that when he felt the leaves around him begin to move and one of the older boys rushing in alongside him.
“Shhh,” said the older boy whose name was Paul. Paul was thirteen years old, the oldest of the boys playing. He had blonde hair and the palest of green eyes Alex had ever seen. Alex simply nodded and pulled his knees up to his chest.

They continued to sit there in silence, Alex anxious to move as the sounds of other scattering boys erupted around him, but the calmness of Paul kept him grounded.
“You queer Alex?” Paul had whispered suddenly.
“What’s queer?” Alex had asked. He’d never heard that word before.

“You know, do you like boys?”
“I guess,” Alex had replied, still not understanding the connotation of the question. Then Paul inched closer to him until they were pressed along their sides.
“You ever touch another boy, Alex?” Paul asked as he placed his hand on Alex’s knee, just beneath his shorts.

“What do you mean?” Alex asked, getting more uncomfortable with Paul’s closeness. Paul leaned down, his mouth a breath away from Alex’s ear.
“Have you ever touched another boy, you know, like his penis?”

Alex gasped. He’d never even seen another boy’s penis, let alone touch one. He shook his head and looked up at the older boy. “Do you wanna?”
“Why?” Alex asked, but even then Paul was undoing the fly of his shorts with one hand.

“It’s fun. It feels good. You wanna try?” Paul asked and was now exposing his teenage prick.

Alex looked down at it and noticed the difference between his own and Paul’s. He’d never seen an erect penis, and Paul’s was pink and tilting slightly over to him. The hand on his knee now moved to grab one of his and led it over to Paul.

“Just wrap your hand around it, yeah like that. Now just move your hand up and down.” Paul whispered and moved his Alex’s hand over his penis.
“And it feels good?” Alex asked as his small hand moved over the hard flesh.
“It feels really good.” Paul replied. “Do you want me to show you?”

Alex nodded shyly and kept moving his hand up and down even as Paul reached over to undo his own shorts. Paul tugged his small penis out and began to fondle it. “Does it feel good?”
“It feels funny,” Alex said, and smiled up at the older boy.
“So, do you like it? Do you like touching me and me touching you?” Paul asked

“I guess” Alex replied and noticed his own penis begin to switch.
“Then that means you’re queer.” Paul had said. The older boy kept fondling Alex but moved a hand back over Alex’s hand and began to move it faster.

Alex began to get worried when Paul closed his eyes and began to breath faster. He thought that maybe he was hurting Paul but when he felt something wet coating his hand and a smile spreading on Paul’s face he stopped the concern.

He looked down at his hand and saw the white stuff that was now all over it.
“What’s that?” He asked and pulled his hand away.
“That’s cum. It happens when you finish.” Paul explained and tucked himself back into his pants. “Wipe your hand on the grass,” he told Alex and reached over to tuck Alex’s own penis back into his shorts.

“Can’t I do that?” Alex asked as he wiped his hand on the grass.
“When you’re older. Look, don’t tell anyone about this ok,” Paul said and looked seriously down at Alex.
“I won’t” Alex had replied and watched as Paul winked at him and slipped out of the bushes.

They’d kept sneaking around until Alex was fifteen and Paul was nineteen.

“Um, I guess I was forced out,” Alex said and looked up at Zan. “When I was fifteen I was over at this guy, Paul’s house. We were in his room and we were giving each other hand jobs when his younger sister walked in on us. She told her mom who then told my parents.” Alex paused and looked down at his hands.

“He was nineteen, and my parents started to talk about rape. I tried to tell them that it wasn’t but it didn’t matter. He was arrested, but got community service. His parents tried to say that it was my fault, that I had seduced their son. It was a big mess and my family had to move to avoid all the threats we were getting.

“I was young and stupid, and tried to keep in touch with Paul, but all my letters were returned.” He sighed and looked back up and Zan was looked back at him. “I guess, when I look back at it, the guy was molesting me, but I knew I was gay. It wasn’t like I didn’t like what we did, but…well he was taking advantage of me”

“Man…” Zan began to say but stopped short. He looked uncomfortable and Alex felt stupid for revealing too much about himself. I mean really, who’d tell an almost stranger that he was molested?

“Man, that’s rough. So your parents didn’t believe that you were gay?”
“They didn’t want to accept it. Still don’t. They think I’m just traumatized and that me being gay is Paul’s fault. That’s why I left New Mexico and came to the University over here. I needed to get away.”

“I guess my parents just ended up accepting me,” Zan said. “After so many times of busting me with the mags, and hearing stories about me with other boys in school, I guess they just said ‘fuck it, our son’s gay’.” He said with a grin.

“Well we can’t all have dramatic coming out stories huh?” Alex said with a shrug.

TBC...

[believer_evans]

Hey all I'm glad you're sticking around. I see some familiar faces here now, hehe. Welcome.
I am currently sick with some alien virus that seems to have mutated from a simple head cold to a full blown raging fever complete with sore throat, body aches and one nostril that refuses to unclog. I am working and am back in school, yippie.....
ok enough about my whining

Well here's the chapter that validates my Adult rating. It is very graphic so if slash is not your thing......shame on you it's awesome!


Part 3

They continued to talk about their lives, their past failed relationships and friends.
“My sister is pretty much the only family I have left. She knew about me and Paul, and at first yeah she was uncomfortable and she did try to tell me to stop, but well, I didn’t want to listen” Alex said with a sigh.

“Must be nice havin’ a sister like that. I’m an only child.” Zan said. “Only things comes close to brothers or sisters are my friends. Rath was pretty much my brother when we were younger.”

“Isn’t that like incest then?” Alex teased. Zan chuckled and shrugged. He felt around in his pants pockets and Alex saw him pull out a small flask. He unscrewed the top and lifted it to his lips. After taking a small swig he offered some to Alex. “I’m actually not a very big drinker,” Alex tried to explain. He grimaced when he remembered a time he’d gotten drunk on two beers and ended up throwing up on Liz.

“Just a little,” Zan insisted and Alex took the flask from his hands. When he pulled back he felt their fingers brush and smiled. Alex lifted the flask toward Zan in a toast and took a deep swig of the liquor.

After the first initial chest burning drink they continued to take turns on the flask until it was empty. Alex was smiling like an idiot now while Zan coolly leaned back on one arm.

Alex could feel the knowing tingle in his left leg signaling that it was falling asleep and grimaced.
“What’s wrong?”
“My leg’s falling asleep,” Alex groaned and tried to stretch out his leg.
“Here, let me,” Zan said and helped him move his leg. When it was settled to his left, Zan began to gently massage Alex’s calf.

Alex let his head fall back against the wall and felt the tingles spreading throughout his entire body. Zan’s fingers were working magic. Not only were they waking his leg back up, but they were also waking something else further up his leg.

He closed his eyes and let the pleasure of Zan’s hands work their magic. None of the other men in his life had such a sensual touch as Zan. Sure his first real relationship (because he didn’t call the thing with Paul a relationship) was passionate, but what high school romance wasn’t? He and Nathan merely survived on the risk of being caught. The danger of their discovery was the only thing that kept them together. After graduation, and after Nathan discovered that no one really cared about him being gay, he’d quickly dumped Alex.

His second relationship was after college. He’d gone out with his sister Liz who then introduced him to Kyle. He and Kyle hadn’t hooked up right away, but when they finally decided to get a drink without Liz along, they’d continued to date for five months before Liz had tearfully told Alex that she’d seen Kyle kissing another man.

But none of that mattered right now as Zan massaged his way up Alex’s leg to his thigh. When Zan’s fingers squeezed his inner thigh Alex couldn’t suppress a moan.

“Alex?” Zan asked, his voice sounding deeper to Alex. When he opened his eyes again to look at Zan he was surprised to find the desire he was currently feeling being mirrored in Zan’s eyes.
“Zan?”

Zan’s eyes changed their focus and Alex looked down to where they were now trained and saw the erection that was straining against the zipper of his jeans. He tried to look away, embarrassed by his obvious arousal, but when he looked across at Zan’s own lap he could see an impressive bulge.

Then Zan’s hands stopped massaging his leg and he pulled away smirking.
“Come here,” Zan said and leaned back with his hands behind him.
“What?”
“I said, come here,” Zan repeated and took another glance at Alex’s crotch.

Alex didn’t know if it was the alcohol or the way Zan was looking at him, or maybe both as he moved closer to Zan. When he was within arms reach Zan quickly reached out and pulled Alex onto his lap.
“What…?” Alex gasped as he felt Zan’s erection pressing against his ass.

“We’re stuck in an elevator, we don’t know how long we’re going to be here. We’re just getting to know each other a little…better” Zan said and ran his tongue across his lips. Alex just stared, transfixed by Zan’s moist tongue. Before Zan could suck it back into his mouth, Alex leaned in and chased that tongue inside the hot passage.

Alex moaned at that first touch of lips-on-lips. He dreamed of the feel of Zan’s mouth for many nights and was glad that the real thing lived up to his expectations. Zan’s tongue was slippery, but rough, and Alex found himself pushing closer.

When he felt Zan’s hands reach down to his ass and pull him closer, Alex pulled back from the kiss to gasp for air. With his head thrown back Zan took advantage and sucked on Alex’s neck.

“Oh…god,” Alex moaned and wrapped his arms around Zan’s shoulders. Zan’s erection persistently pushed against Alex’s denim covered rear and Alex couldn’t help but press down on it.
“Oh yeah, do it again,” Zan groaned.

Alex grinned and continued to grind his ass against Zan’s groin and grew harder at Zan’s groans and desperate gasps. Zan’s eyes snapped shut and Alex leaned in to place his own lips against Zan’s throat. He could feel the vibrations of the sounds Zan was making and it only spurned him on.

Alex kept moving on Zan’s lap until Zan’s fingers grabbed onto Alex’s hips and bucked up one more time before slumping and resting his forehead on Alex’s shoulder.

“Shit, I just came in my pants,” Zan said and laughed slightly. His breath tickled Alex’s neck. He moved back and smirked when he looked into Alex’s eyes. “Sorry, you just looked so hot.”
“I looked hot?”
“Hell yeah. You were getting hard just by having me massage your leg. I wanted to see what would happen if I kissed you.”

Alex looked away shyly like he hadn’t just been grinding his ass wantonly against Zan’s prick. He couldn’t believe he’d was making out with Zan in the elevator.
“Let me suck you,” Zan whispered as he leaned toward Alex’s ear. He ran his tongue over the shell of Alex’s ear and then sucked at his earlobe making Alex shiver.

“You want to…suck me off?” Alex asked as Zan continued to suck his earlobe.
“Yeah, I wanna suck…you…off,” Zan said and nipped Alex’s earlobe as he did.

Zan pulled back and reached down to the fly of Alex’s jeans. Alex looked down and watched as Zan’s nimble fingers worked at undoing his pants.
“Why, why do you wanna suck me?” Alex asked.
“I wanna know what you taste like,” Zan said and smiled in satisfaction when he managed to pull Alex’s shaft out. “Nice,” he moaned.

Alex’s eyes nearly rolled to the back of his head when Zan wrapped his hand around his cock. The strong grip was unlike his own in those lonely nights where he’d resort to getting himself off. But having Zan grip him just right, and stroking him with the perfect rhythm, Alex thought he was in heaven.

When he looked down he saw Zan leaning down and his tongue was peeking out to meet with the tip Alex’s mushroom head.
“Oh sweet mother…” Alex nearly shoved the rest of his cock up into Zan’s mouth but Zan was quick to keep him down.

Zan licked the underside of Alex’s cock. He never would have thought that a slight guy like Alex would be packing. He even thought Alex was bigger than him.
“Oh god, Zan,” Alex moaned. Blow jobs came rarely to him. Kyle would rather Alex do the dead to him than to reciprocate. The way Zan was licking and sucking at his cock was novel inspiring.

Zan continued to run his tongue over Alex’s cock. His piercing rubbed against the underside of the hard shaft causing Alex to shiver every time Zan licked his way up.
“You have a great cock,” Zan said as he pulled away long enough to move down to Alex’s balls.

Alex moaned at the feel of Zan’s tongue laving at his balls. His warm tongue left behind a cooling feel as the air hit the saliva. Alex nearly jumped up when he felt that fabulous tongue dip down against his tight hole.

“Fuck, Zan. Yeah that feels so good,” Alex moaned and lifted his ass so Zan could have further access. But leaning back like he was made him dizzy. “Zan, Zan I’m…”
Zan looked up to see Alex teetering.

“Lay back,” Zan said and pulled back to let Alex slide down and lay back. “Can I take these off?” Zan asked and pulled at Alex’s pants. Alex was beyond all reason by then and simply nodded and lifted his ass so Zan could pull the pants off.

Alex stared drunkenly at the top of the elevator and felt his jeans being pulled off. “Commando huh?” Zan said with a grin and tossed the jeans aside. Then he set to go back to what he was doing. Zan continued to rim Alex’s hole.

Alex was quivering by then. He had drawn his knees up and looked down occasionally to see the top of Zan’s head.
“Oh god, Zan fuck me!” Alex said before he could stop himself.
“Are you sure?” Zan stopped what he was doing to look up at Alex.

“Yes, yes, I really want you to fuck me,” Alex confessed.
“I…I didn’t bring any condoms.” Zan frowned.
“Have you been tested?” Alex asked desperately.
“Last month, yeah I’m clean.”
“Me too. Plus I haven’t had sex in so long.”

Zan chuckled and nodded before he began to push down his own jeans and Alex smiled when he saw that Zan too had forgone underwear.
“Great minds think alike,” Zan said.

Zan’s package jutted out in front of him and Alex could tell that he kept things trimmed. Zan looked down at himself and grinned back at Alex. “Glad you like it.”

Zan leaned down and hovered over Alex’s face. Their bare erections bumped against each other and both men groaned. Alex brought his shaky hands up and ran them up Zan’s tank top covered sides. He dipped them underneath the black material and up to Zan’s pierced nipples.

“Mmmm,” Zan practically purred when Alex’s thumb brushed over his nipples. The steel barbell that went through his right nipple sent a chill all through his body.

Alex smiled at that and flicked the barbell again to see Zan shiver again. Zan leaned down and ran his tongue over Alex’s lips and then captured his bottom lip between his teeth. Then Zan pressed their lower halves together and set a rhythm that had Alex panting and moaning.

“I…I want you to fuck me,” Alex groaned when he felt his orgasm approaching.
“I will,” Zan grinned and seized Alex’s lips again.

Alex wrapped his arms around Zan’s neck, holding him in place as they continued to kiss. His hips were now moving on their own, frantically seeking a completion. When Zan felt Alex shudder and then the warm cum shooting up at him he smiled and pulled back.

Alex groaned at the loss of contact but when he managed to open his eyes again and saw Zan using the cum to coat his own cock he understood.
“No lube, had to improvise,” Zan said and then spread some of Alex’s cum on the puckered hole.

Alex squirmed when Zan worked a finger past his opening. Zan pushed in up to his knuckle and then wriggled the digit around.
“You like that huh? Tight ass like this just begs to be fucked.”

Alex felt Zan’s finger pull almost all the way out and then a second finger being pushed in. He willed his body to relax at the intrusion. Had it really been that long, he thought. He felt himself begin to relax, and then Zan worked a third finger in.
“Ah jeez,” Alex moaned and pushed himself against Zan’s fingers.

“Yeah, that’s it. Fuck yourself on my fingers.” Zan encouraged. His own weeping cock twitched at each thrust his fingers made into Alex’s body. He couldn’t wait until he was balls deep into Alex’s willing body.

“No, you fuck me now. I want to feel your cock,” Alex said. Zan nodded and pulled his fingers out.

Zan gave his cock a couple of strokes, working some of his own precum onto his shaft before positioning himself at Alex’s ass. He locked eyes with Alex as he pushed himself through the tight ring of muscle.
“God, so tight,” Zan groaned and slowly inched deeper.

Alex bit his lip as he felt himself being stretched and filled. It really had been a long time. When Zan stopped and pressed their foreheads together Alex knew he was all the way in. They both stared into each others eyes and smiled.

“Please start moving,” Alex said, and Zan laughed at that. Zan slowly pulled back until he was almost out and then slowly pushed back in. The torturous pace went on like that until Alex was practically trying to increase the pace himself.

“Relax baby, we’ll get there,” Zan teased and leaned down to kiss Alex. Alex’s cock was trapped between him and Zan. Zan’s abs were creating a delicious friction and Alex wanted more. Alex’s moans were driving Zan closer to the edge and he began to thrust deeper and faster.

Alex’s hands were holding on tightly to Zan’s forearms. His body was now rocking back and forth with the force of Zan moving on him. Looking at the intensity of pleasure on Zan’s face was beautiful. It was more than just physical, it was biblical.

Then Zan gasped, his body stilling for second before shuddering with the force of his orgasm. Alex sighed when Zan’s cum shot out into his body, and when Zan finally began to pull out, he felt some of it trickle from between his ass cheeks.
“Man,” Alex groaned.
“Yeah,” Zan said with a grin. “Fuck, you’re still hard.”

Alex looked down at himself to see his cock pointing towards him. He blushed and tried to reach down to cover himself but Zan’s hand stopped him. When Zan sat up and straddled Alex’s lower half, Alex still didn’t know what he was planning to do until he felt Zan reach behind himself and place Alex’s stiff cock at his hole.
“What?” Alex began to say but the look on Zan’s face silenced him.

He nearly came right then and there at the look on Zan’s face as he sunk onto his cock.
“Oh fuck,” Alex exclaimed as Zan’s ass squeezed around him. Zan grinned down at him and continued to slowly move down Alex’s cock.

Once his ass was finally resting on Alex’s thighs Zan reached up and took off his tank top. Alex smiled at the sight of a naked Zan on him. The steel barbells in Zan’s nipples glittered with the light of the elevator and Alex couldn’t resist reaching up to run his fingers over those nipples.
“Fuck yeah, do it again,” Zan said and began to move on Alex’s erection,

Alex continued to play with Zan’s nipples and was trying very hard to not cum too quick. The last thing he wanted was to finish too fast.

Zan reached behind him and grabbed onto Alex’s thighs. He arched his back and moved faster. Alex couldn’t help but to thrust up into Zan’s eager body. Being in this position was new to him. His past lovers were all tops. He would never had thought that Zan would want Alex to fuck him. But he was certainly glad his assumption was wrong.

“Shit, Zan I’m going to cum,” Alex warned.
“Me too,” Zan said with a laugh. He reached up for Alex’s hand and placed it on his cock. Alex got the idea and began to jerk him off with quick movements.

Zan’s mouth fell open and Alex could see his tongue ring. Alex felt his balls tighten and felt himself shoot off inside Zan’s body.
“Oh shit,” Zan gasped. His own cum splashed out and landed on Alex’s chest.

Alex let his body go limp and tried to regain his breath. He looked up through hooded eyes as Zan slumped forward. He grimaced as Zan pulled away and released his now spent cock. Zan then laid down beside him. Alex turned his head and caught Zan’s lopsided grin, now even sexier after sex.
“My man, that was the best sex I’ve had in a long time,” Zan said.

Alex felt himself begin to blush at the comment. “Awe, come on, we just fucked like crazy and you’re gonna blush now?” Zan said and reached over to pinch Alex’s cheek.

They continued to lay there enjoying the post sex pleasure. Alex couldn’t stop smiling. He’d dreamed of them hooking up but never believed they ever actually would. Zan was still grinning and reached over to take hold of Alex’s hand.
“How’s the head?” Zan asked.
“Totally forgot about it,” Alex confessed with a laugh. “But now that I’m not distracted it’s still kinda throbbing.”

“Hello, anyone in there?” They both jumped up as the disembodied voice rang in the elevator. “Is there anyone in the elevator?” The voice asked again and this time Alex recognized it as that of their manager’s.

“Yeah we’re in here,” Alex answered and desperately tried to put his jeans back on. He looked over at Zan and held back a laugh at Zan’s own attempt to get clothed.
“Who? How many?” Their manager asked.
“Me, Alex Whitman, and Zan…” Alex turned to Zan for help on his last name.
“Evans. Zan Evans.” Zan replied. Evans, Alex put that in his Zan folder in his mind.
“Ok, the fire department is here and are working on getting the elevator’s working. You should be out any minute.”

Alex ran his hands through his hair in an attempt to make himself look less fucked. He looked over at Zan who was now merely leaning against the elevator wall, not caring that he looked thoroughly fucked. He felt his cock twitch in his jeans at the sight. Zan only winked and blew him a kiss.
“Ok, we’ll be here,” Alex replied lamely.

“You think that laundry can wait?” Zan asked.
“Uh, I guess it’s been waiting all this time it wouldn’t matter if it waited some more. Why?”
“Come with me tonight,” Zan said looked at his watch. “We’re about an hour late, but I doubt they’ll mind.”

“You want me to go with you to your ex’s birthday?” Alex asked. He leaned back against the opposite wall of the elevator. Even after the mind blowing sex he’d just had with Zan, he still felt the same shyness he always did around him.
“Yeah.” Zan said simply.
“I…I think I should change first,” Alex stammered. Was Zan really asking him out?
“You don’t need to change. You’re fine just the way you are,” Zan winked and purposely looked him over. Alex felt his stomach tighten. Alex felt nervous when he saw the change in Zan’s face from playful to predatory. Zan pushed off the wall and walked over to where Alex stood and trapped him with his arms on either side of his body. “I want everybody to see how good I fucked you.”

Alex swallowed thickly and knew he was getting hard again. Zan smelled like cologne and sex.
“And I want them to see how good you fucked me,” Zan added.

Alex moaned deep in his throat at Zan’s word. He reached out and put his hands on Zan’s waist and pulled him closer. Zan was hard again too. With their lips mere breaths away the elevator jerked and began its descent. Zan grinned and leaned the rest of the way to capture Alex’s lips.

“Are you guy o…k?” Their bubbly manager asked. Alex jumped as he looked over to see their manager and two firemen standing outside the now open elevator door. Zan took his time pulling away and then only enough to let Alex move away from the wall. He heard Zan laugh when their manager sniffed and made a face. “Seems like you guys made the best of your time in here,” she said wryly.

“You could say that,” Zan replied. “It fixed?” He asked indicating to the elevator.
“Yes.” She said and the firemen only nodded. “Let’s get this back to your room, yeah?” Zan asked reaching over to take hold of Alex’s hamper.
“Yeah,” Alex nodded.

Zan grinned and reached over to punch in the button to their floor. As the doors closed their manager called out, “You’re paying for the clean up!”

TBC...

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Well I see some more faces in the group. It's great to see more people enjoying my fic. It keeps me sane at work when all the annoying phone calls get to be too much. Of course I have to watch out when Zan and Alex decide to get frisky at the office because I'm always afraid that the higher ups are going to decide to read my email when I decide to write a particularly risque part.

LOL but now I'm safe at home where Alex and Zan have free reign to be as nasty as they want to be so here comes another part


Part 4



Alex's legs were still shaking as the elevator opened to their floor. He saw Zan take hold of the hamper and drag it toward his door. He fished through his pockets and managed to get the key in the lock without much difficulty.
They both entered his apartment, and only now was he embarrassed to have Zan looking at his meager apartment.

"Man, you should see my place," Zan said as he looked over Alex's clean space. There were no dirty dishes in the sink, no mail scattered all over the counter, no dirty discarded clothes strewn all over the couch.

Alex just shrugged and reached for the hamper.
"I'm hardly home so.." he said as he dragged it back into his bedroom. He placed it at the foot of his bed and when he turned around he crashed into Zan's chest.
"Nice bed," Zan smirked as he walked over and sat on the edge, bouncing slightly.

"Come here," he said.
"Uh, won't your friends be worried that you're late?" Alex asked nervously.
"Nah. Come here," Zan repeated.

Alex walked over to him and stood between Zan's leg. Zan put his hands on Alex's hips and pulled him closer, resting his forehead on Alex's stomach.
"I think I'm drunk," Zan said with a chuckle, but it made Alex's stomach sink.

"Oh, yeah me too," Alex said and tried to move away but Zan held him in place.
"Where you goin'?" Zan teased.
"Uh, well we're both drunk, maybe this isn't a good idea."

Zan looked up at him with a confused frown on his face.
"You don't wanna..." Zan trailed.
"No, I mean, yes, but..."Alex started to say. "I mean this only happened because you're drunk, right?"

He was surprised when Zan started laughing.
"Oh, I get it. You thought I meant we only fucked because we's drunk," Zan said. "Nah man, this didn't happen because I'm drunk. Besides, I ain't drunk anymore, so come here." Zan said and laid back.

Alex nodded and climbed on the bed on top of Zan. He immediately felt how hard Zan was.

Before Alex could decide what to do next he was shirtless, gasping Zan's name as they both came in their pants.

"Yeah, we gotta shower," Zan laughed as Alex rolled off of him. They took separate showers despite Alex's pouting. Zan said they would only end up being even later if they did.

Zan asked to borrow some of Alex's clothes and Alex nodded, frantically looking through his closet for something that might fit Zan. Zan opted for a pair of three year old jeans with holes along the knees and backside and one of Alex's white tanks that were still in the plastic wrapping. Alex wondered how Zan could make his simple clothes look so good. He put on some newer pair of jeans and a light blue t-shirt with the words "Writers Do It With Imagination" in white.

"Nice," Zan commented on his shirt. "Let's go."

~*~

When they got to the bar Alex stayed behind Zan. He felt really out of his element. Everyone there looked like they could easily kill someone, some looked as though they had.
"Come on man," Zan smiled and took hold of Alex's arm.

Zan led him over to a large booth near the back where a group of men and women were laughing and drinking. As they approached Alex saw a few of them spot Zan and began to wave him over.
"Let's meet the gang," Zan said.

There was one girl with short frosted hair sitting on top of the booth they were all sitting at. She wore a dark red t-shirt and black cargo pants. He could see a tattoo on her arm. There were two other girls there. One was a petite blonde with pink streaks who sat with her head leaning on the shoulder of a guy with a short Mohawk and buzzed hair whom Alex recognized as Zan's ex. The other girl looked vaguely familiar with red hair and a black hoodie obscuring the rest of her features. The rest were guys too into their drinks to notice their arrival.

"You're late," Zan's ex, Rath, accused when they arrived at the table.
"Yeah," Zan stated simply but then grinned broadly when Rath did the same and stood to greet him.
"I was starting to think you weren't going to make it," Rath said as he hugged Zan and placed a quick kiss to his cheek which Zan returned with his own hug.

"You know I wouldn't miss out on your birthday man," Zan said. Rath smiled and nodded then looked at Alex.
"My present?" Rath asked and winked at him.

Zan laughed and shook his head, putting his arm over Alex's shoulder, almost possessively, Alex thought.
"This is Alex."

Alex smiled and shook Rath's hand.
"Happy Birthday," he said. Rath smiled and pulled Alex in for a hug.
"Thanks man," Rath replied. "I guess I should be honored, Zan never brings guys around."

Zan and Rath shared a laugh while Alex thought about the implication. Rath was assuming he and Zan were an item, and Zan had yet to object.

"Alright, let me introduce ya to the dupes," Zan said. "This is Lonnie," Zan said pointing to the girl sitting on the back of her seat. She smiled at him.
"This lil' piece of annoying ass is Ava," Zan teased the girl who had had her head on Rath's shoulder. She flipped Zan off and waved at Alex who waved back. "That’s Kyle" Kyle nodded his head at them. "That guy is Max," Max waved. "That's Sean and his cousin Maria," Sean also waved and Maria looked up from her hood.

"Maria?" Alex asked and smiled as his sister's best friend stood up and pushed her way through to hug him.
"Hey Alex," She smiled.
"Wow it's been a long time. How are you?"

Maria shrugged and pulled Alex in to sit beside her in the booth. Neither of them noticed how Zan frowned and took a seat beside Rath.

"You've changed, I love your hair," Alex said and cringed at how much of queen he'd sounded like. Maria noticed and laugh, running her fingers through her cropped red hair.
"Yeah, never get drunk around my cousin," she warned and Sean stuck out his tongue at her.

"No Liz tonight?" Alex asked looking around to see if he could spot her.
"No, she said she was too busy. That sister of yours is becoming such a nerd." Maria laughed

Alex nodded, knowing how much school meant to Liz. She had actually gotten into NYU and into their Genetics program. He was proud of her and understood why she wasn't there.

"So...you and Zan huh?" Maria teased. "How'd that happen?"
"We live on the same floor," Alex explained.
"How long have you guys been seeing each other?" She asked. Alex just shrugged.
"Want something to drink?" Zan asked him from across the table.
"Yeah. Beer, doesn't matter which," Alex said, grateful to have a distraction from Maria's question.

He watched as Zan moved through the other bar patrons and made his way to the bar. Zan leaned in to the bartender and held up two fingers. The bartender nodded and reached over for two Heinekens. Alex grinned when Zan turned and raised the beers to Alex who nodded back in approval.

"Just got you my fave," Zan said when he came back.
"Thanks," Alex said and took the offered beer. "My favorite too actually,"
"Good. Hey Mar, move over, yeah?" Zan said and waited until Sean and Maria scooted over to make room for Zan to sit.

Alex looked over at her with a small smile of appreciation and she just smiled back, turning to talk to the other guys.
"So, you enjoying yourself?" Zan asked before taking a swig of his beer.
"Yeah," Alex replied.

"So, how do you know Maria?" Zan asked, looking at his beer.
"Oh, she's my sister's best friend. I've known her for years." Alex said.

Zan only nodded and took another drink. If Alex didn't know any better he’d think Zan was jealous.
"So how do you know my friend here Alex?" Rath asked.
"We live on the same floor," Alex said. Rath nodded.
"You hit that yet?" Rath asked with a grin which cause Zan to spit out the beer.

Alex laughed at Rath's bluntness and raised his beer in salute which Rath returned with a wink.

"I like him," Rath said over to Zan.
"Yeah, me too," Zan said after wiping his mouth and mopping up the mess he'd made on the table.

Alex felt himself blush when Zan said he liked him. He took a drink of his own beer and then felt a hand on his leg. He looked up to see Zan smiling at him.
"I do," Zan told him.
"Yeah, me too."

The night continued with more beer and more talking and laughing. Alex found he really liked Zan's friends. He found out that Kyle was a policeman and really like Lonnie though she had no clue. He found out that Max was a third year med student and had just come off an eighteen hour shift at the local hospital. Lonnie was actually the owner of the bar they were in. Maria's cousin, Sean, was in school studying History, and was particularly interested in ancient Macedonia. He already knew Maria was in Julliard. Ava, who he found out was Rath’s little sister, was attending community college studying art. Rath actually co-owned a tattoo parlor and even offered to give Alex his first tattoo.

"Come on, I promise it'll be tasteful." Rath said. "I already got one in mind for you."

Alex just laughed, already feeling the affects of his four beers and shots which Maria made him take.
"You should do it man. There's nothing like your first tattoo." Zan encouraged.
"Fine, ok. Let's do it then!" Alex cheered drunkenly. "Where's that tattoo place of yours?"

TBC...

[believer_evans]

I'm back with a new part. This is actually very difficult to post because when I began writing this fic I didn't label chapters so I basically have to decide when to cut sections. This fic has actually transformed into something I hadn't originally planned for.

I was planning on just having it short. But like always my characters take over and refuse to let this fic end quickly.

So we'll have more chapters to enjoy than I had in my mind from the beginning.

Hope you like it.
Like always I must put a warning. This is an adult fic. I ask that if you are not over 18 please do not read. If you are uncomfortable with homosexual relationships then you're probably not reading this.

Ok, enough with the warnings and on with the story....


Part 5



They all stumbled into Rath's tattoo parlor named "King's Ink," after the owner, Rath led Alex over to the back to his chair.
"Ok you gotta take off your shirt," Rath grinned.
"Why?" Alex slurred.
"Cause I can't really tattoo through your shirt," Rath said and helped Alex pull off his t-shirt. Zan took hold of it and draped it over his shoulder while he sat down in a chair in front of Alex.

Alex was about to sit down when Rath stopped him.
"Nah, you gotta face Zan and straddle the chair." he said.
"You gonna do my back?" Alex asked as he did what Rath said . He smiled at Zan who grinned back and reached out to hold Alex's hand.
"If it hurts, just squeeze my hand."

After that it was all just a series of gasping, cursing, laughing, all with thankful feel of Zan's hand in his.

Little by little the gang thinned out with Max being the first to say good night followed by Lonnie which Kyle drove home, then Sean said he wanted to leave and offered to take Ava home who was falling asleep on one of the chairs. After Rath glared and complained he finally nodded and watched as Sean helped Ava out.

Now it was only Rath, Alex, Zan and Maria in the tattoo parlor. Maria lounged in one of the other chairs laughing each time Alex said "fuck," "shit," or "god damn." Zan simply smiled patiently and took each time Alex squeezed his hand until the bones ground together.

"Ok, all done," Rath announced and stepped back from his work. Zan stood and walked around to see what Rath had done.
"Nice," Was all Zan said and walked back around to face Alex, "It looks good,"

Alex didn't know how he got to bed that night. He didn't remember how it took Maria, Zan and Rath to get him into a cab and up to their floor.

He didn't know he kicked and squirmed as Maria laughingly struggled to remove his pants saying "it's nothing I haven't seen before."

He didn't know Zan had changed his bandage when the first one got too bloody.
He didn't know Rath laughed and threatened to take a picture of him naked when he began to kick the blankets off complaining that he was hot.

He also didn't know when his usually grey jersey sheets suddenly became black linen ones when he woke up.

~*~

His mouth was dry and his back hurt. His left arm hung off the bed which was much lower than he remembered. He tried to push himself up but his head immediately began to spin and he could feel his stomach spinning along with it, thankfully there was a trash can there for him already.

He heaved the contents of his upset stomach into the small trash can and felt something pulling on his right shoulder.
"You ok?" He heard and spun around to see Zan sitting up and rubbing his eyes. "You got a little..." Zan said and indicated to his mouth.

Alex sloppily wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and groaned.
"How much did I have to drink?" He asked.

Zan laughed and stood up to walk over to Alex's side of the bed.
"You had a good amount." Zan said.
"We’re in your apartment?" Alex asked dumbly and Zan nodded.
"Took all three of us to get you here,"

Alex could only nod.
"Why does my back hurt?" He asked and reached back to find some kind of bandage.
"You don't remember?" Zan laughed. "Come on," he said and helped Alex up. He led him to the bathroom and made him face his back to the mirror. Alex could feel him carefully pulling off the bandage and winced when it would get stuck.

Zan searched his counter until he found a smaller mirror and handed it to Alex. Alex held it up and looked at the reflection of his back on the mirror behind him.
"Oh my god I got a tattoo?"

Alex almost dropped the small hand mirror when he saw the still red and swollen tattoo. It was an old fashioned quill to write. Even though he was shocked that he'd actually gotten a tattoo, he couldn't help but smile.
"I...I like it," he said and looked over at Zan who was leaning against the door frame. Only then did Alex notice that Zan was naked.

"You like it huh?" Zan grinned, arms crossed, shaft at attention. Alex couldn't think. He just stared at Zan's perfect cock wanting nothing more but to sink to his knees and take him into his mouth. Zan reached down and took hold of his cock, giving it a few short strokes. “Get cleaned up,” Zan said as he stepped back. “I think Rath and Maria are up.”

“They’re here?” Alex asked and turned on the sink.
“You can use my tooth brush,” Zan said from the bedroom, “Just…you know, rinse out your mouth first.”

~*~

After Alex brushed his teeth and took a quick shower, wincing as the stream hit his tattoo.
Zan walked back into the bathroom after Alex was done and helped him place a fresh bandage.
“Let me just put some Neosporin on it so it’ll heal faster,” Zan offered. Alex smiled and nodded. He didn’t know Zan could be so thoughtful.

“About time,” Maria said when they finally emerged in the living room. “I made breakfast,” she said and shoveled some scrambled eggs onto their plates.
“Real good too,” Rath said with his mouth full.

Alex sat down beside Zan and began to eat slowly. His stomach was still a bit nervous so he took his bites tentatively and sipped at his orange juice.
“Here, figured you might need these,” Maria said and placed two aspirins in front of Alex.
“Thanks,” Alex said in appreciation.

They continued to eat in pleasant silence with Rath scooping up more of the eggs and Zan offering to refill everyone’s drinks.
“Thank a lot everyone,” Alex said suddenly. “I don’t drink that often and I don’t really remember much of last night, but I know you had to help me a lot.”

“No problem, Als,” Maria said with a sweet smile. “It was fun.”
“It was something alright,” Rath laughed. “So how’d you like the tattoo?”
“Oh yeah,” Alex remembered. “Thanks a lot. I love it.”
“No problem,”

Rath and Maria decided to leave half an hour later.
“I’m supposed to be in at two today,” Rath said.
“I told my mom I’d go shopping with her,” Maria said with a roll of her eyes.

Zan walked them to the door and hugged them both.
“Thanks guys.” He said as they left. “So, it’s just us,” he said as he shut the door and turned around.

Alex felt himself blush as Zan approached him like a predatory cat. Gathering all his courage he sank to his knees when Zan stood in front of him.
“What…” Zan began to say as Alex’s fingers worked on his fly.
“I’ve been wanting to do this all morning,” Alex explained and freed Zan’s cock from his pants.

Zan groaned as Alex wasted no time in taking him into his mouth. He dug his hands in Alex’s hair, gently, not wanting to hurt him. He looked down to see Alex sucking his cock into his hot mouth and pulling back leaving it wet with saliva.
“Oh…fuck,” Zan moaned and moved to lean against the back of the couch.

Alex was in love with Zan’s cock. It was the perfect size. Not too big, not too small. It was the perfect length and width. He reached up and grabbed on to Zan’s hips and around to Zan’s ass. He felt the muscles of Zan’s cheeks flex and could feel how firm they were. He moaned and pulled back to suckle on Zan’s balls.
“Oh fuck, Alex, god you’re….fuck yeah.”

Zan’s hold on Alex’s head tightened as his release grew closer. He could already feel his balls tighten when Alex switched back to sucking on his shaft.
“Oh please, please, please don’t stop,” Zan begged.

Alex moaned as he felt the first of Zan’s cum spurting into his mouth. He could feel Zan’s body trembling with his orgasm and held on even tighter to swallow all Zan had to give. When he felt he’d sufficiently cleaned the last of Zan’s sperm he pulled back and looked up at Zan. What he saw he could not better describe as a look of intense relief and pleasure on Zan’s face.

He stood up and pulled Zan against him and smiled when Zan squeezed him tightly and kissed his neck.
“My god you are fucking great,” Zan said against Alex’s neck.

Alex held on to Zan, feeling slightly lightheaded and dizzy.
“Whoa, must have gotten up too fast,” Alex said and leaned more on Zan.
“You ok?” Zan pulled back enough to look at Alex. “You don’t look ok,”

“Just a little dizzy,” Alex said, “I had too much to drink last night remember.”
“Or it could be from when you hit your head,” Zan said with concern. “Maybe we should go to the hospital. I’m sorry, we should have gone right after,”

Alex tried to complain, saying he was fine but when he tried to move away he felt the room spin and Zan had to rush to catch him before he hit the floor. Zan called a cab and helped Alex into the elevator, silently praying it wouldn’t break down again.

Downstairs the cabbie helped Zan put Alex in the cab and drove to the nearest hospital.
“I really don’t think it’s serious,” Alex said as they filled out the paperwork in the emergency room.
“Still. Don’t hurt to have a look.” Zan said.

Two hours later they were led to a bed in the trauma ward. Zan explained what happened to a nurse who took all the notes down and told them a doctor would see them soon.
Zan held on to Alex’s hand but kept his eyes looking at the bed guiltily.

“Hey, don’t feel bad,” Alex said and squeezed Zan’s hand.
“I should have known to bring you here. I should have told Max, he would have known. You got hit in the head hard and I take you out to drinks instead of the hospital.”

Alex kept trying to explain to Zan how none of it was his fault, but Zan only shook his head.
“So we got ourselves a head injury here, let’s have a look,” they both looked up to see Max holding a clip board and wearing blue scrubs. “Zan? Alex?”

“Max, man I’m glad it’s you. You gotta check him out,” Zan said.
“So what happened between the tattoo parlor and this morning that lands you both here?” Max asked.

Alex told him about the elevator and how he hit his head, leaving out of course the round of sex he and Zan had right after.
“Might be a mild concussion,” Max said and frowned, “All that drinking couldn’t have done you any good.”

“I knew it,” Zan said angrily.
“Hey, you couldn’t have known he had a concussion.” Max explained, “Did you suffer from loss of consciousness after?” Max asked. Alex shook his head. “Dizziness?” Alex nodded. “Nausea?”
“I threw up this morning but I think it’s because of the drinking.”
“Today he was really dizzy and almost fell over,” Zan said.

Alex sighed feeling slightly annoyed at the way Zan was acting.
“Ok, well since there was no loss of consciousness or anything serious right after it shouldn’t be serious, but just in case I’m ordering a CT scan to rule out any internal bleeding or any other injury.”

Alex was getting a little nervous now as he changed into the hospital gown.
“Cute,” Zan said when Alex stepped out of the bathroom. “You need to sneak it out for later. We can play doctor.”

Alex blushed and sat at the edge of the hard bed.
“Ok Mr. Whitman, we all ready?” A perky red headed nurse came up to them pushing a wheelchair.
“Uh, I guess,” Alex said.
“Well I’m here to take you to Radiology,” she said and helped Alex onto the wheelchair,

“I feel really stupid,” Alex said as he was wheeled away.
“Don’t worry,” Zan said walking beside him.
“Thanks,” Alex said.

“Ok, just relax Mr. Whitman. I’m going to need you to stay as still as you can while we take the scan,” said the male technician from behind the glass.
“Ok,” Alex said and tried his best not to panic as he was moved into the machine. He closed his eyes against the increasing sense of claustrophobia and took deep breaths.

“OK Mr. Whitman, that’s it,” he heard the man announce as he was moved back out and helped up by the red headed nurse he later learned was named Vicky.

They were taken back to the trauma room and Alex laid back on the bed listening to all the beeps, coughs and groans around them.
“We’ve been here for eight hours,” Alex groaned.
“They said it shouldn’t be too long,” Zan said.

“Well you are suffering from a very mild concussion,” Max said when he walked over to them with the results from Alex’s CT Scan. “I’m just going to prescribe some Tylenol and rest for you,” Max said with a smile, “And you will have to keep an eye on him in case he experiences more symptoms. I need you to watch out for vomiting, vertigo, and loss of consciousness.”

Zan nodded at everything Max said and smiled over at Alex who was also relieved that it was nothing serious.
“So I’m good to go?” Asked Alex.
“Yep, just take it easy,”

~*~

As soon as they got back to their building Zan carefully led Alex to his own apartment and made Alex lay down.
"Figured you'd be more comfortable in your own place," Zan said.

Alex nodded and watched as Zan removed his shoes and climbed into bed beside him.

Zan switched on the small TV set that Alex kept in his room and settled into some channel surfing.
"This is a hell of way to get to know someone," Alex said with a chuckle.

"Can you think of a better way?" Zan grinned. "It sure helped move things along."

They laid there watching TV for a couple of hours before Alex's phone began to ring.
"Alex's phone," Zan answered and winked at Alex. "Yeah, hold on. Says it's your editor," Zan said and handed him the phone.

"Cal?"
"Who was that? You got yourself an assistant now? " Alex's editor, Cal Langley, gruffed. "I'm still waiting on those new chapters."
"I know Cal. I'm going to have to give them to you a little later than we discussed.

"Why? I've already been waiting two weeks."
"I had a bit of an accident, got a mild concussion and I'm stuck in bed," Alex explained.
"Did you hurt your hands too?" Cal asked.
"Uh, no," Alex frowned not knowing the source of that question.
"Well, you have a laptop don't you? You can very well type from bed."

Alex laughed. He didn't expect any compassion from Cal. He was all business and never got too involved with his clients.
"Cal, you know you're going to get the chapters before the end of the month so don't worry. I have them all down, I just need to fix it up."

"Very well. Bye," Cal said and quickly hung up.
"Tough guy huh?" Zan asked.
"He means well. He keeps me on my toes about my writing. He won't allow me to mess around when it comes to deadlines."

"So what else have you written?" Zan asked.
"Mostly I write from my experiences. I wrote a short story based on my experience as a child, I wrote one about my sister."
"So the story about the musician and the guy in his building?" Zan grinned.
"Slightly based on reality." Alex confessed.
"So what happens in this story of yours?"

Alex smiled and saw the pages in his mind.
"Well the musician moves into an apartment building after living from his small town. He keeps seeing this gorgeous neighbor of his but never really talks to him,"
"So what does your musician do to meet this gorgeous neighbor?" Zan asked.
"I've been working on that actually." Alex said "Since I couldn't get it right in real life, it was hard to come up with a way for them to meet."

"How about you have them get stuck in an elevator?" Zan said with a teasing smile.

tbc...

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Hey all I'm back with yet another update. I am working hard at this fic, and I'm still trying to finish Space Pirates. You know, that long forgotten fic, lol.
Oh well. I hope you guys enjoy this new bit. You know the drill: slash, graphic scenes.


Part 6



They'd ordered pizza later that evening and moved over to eat in the living room.
"Oh, I almost forgot," Zan said suddenly and ran back into Alex's room. When he walked back into the living room he had his hands behind his back and was sporting a wicked smile.

"What?" Alex asked as he set his slice down.
"I took this from the hospital," Zan said and revealed a hospital gown.
"Are you serious?" Alex asked in between laughter.

"Dr. Max said I had to take care of you," Zan said and went over to kneel in front of Alex.

He helped Alex remove his shirt and pants and slip on the gown.
"We don't really need to tie it," Zan winked. He made Alex sit back and kneeled between his legs, pushing the gown up just enough to reach the tip of his cock. Zan reached behind him for the slice of pizza Alex had set down and brought it up to Alex's mouth.
"I can feed myself you know," Alex smiled.
"I know,"

Alex could feel himself getting aroused despite the fact of the seemingly innocent action of being fed pizza. He looked down and could see the bottom of the gown begin to tent and blushed.
Zan noticed the reaction and looked down to see his erection.

"A problem seems to be popping up," Zan teased and set the pizza aside. "I'm actually getting kinda hungry now," Zan said and licked his lips.

Alex groaned as Zan inched the gown higher, exposing his prick.
"Max said you couldn't do anything stressful," Zan said, "So let me do all the work."

Alex leaned his head back against the couch and closed his eyes as Zan sucked him. He willed his body to just relax instead of the usual tenseness that followed such an action. He was smiling and humming silently as Zan massaged his inner thighs while devouring him.

Zan was taking his time on this. He wanted Alex to sit back and enjoy the slow build up. He would look up occasionally to see Alex either with his eyes closed and head resting back against the couch, or looking down at him with a smile of pure pleasure.

When he would do this to Rath it was usually after a few beers and the mutual agreement to spend the night in. They didn't do it often, and it wasn't as charged as it was with Alex. Zan would usually offer and Rath would agree, though not entirely wholeheartedly. There was still the air of friendship around them, and anything sexual still felt awkward.

It wasn't that neither of them weren’t good, Zan would definitely contest that. Rath had his special talents, and Zan would still sometimes get shivers from the memories. But in the end they were better friends and decided to leave the rest behind.

But now as he kneeled in front of Alex with his impressive cock in his mouth he moaned. Alex also kept things nice and trimmed. Zan rubbed his cheek against the light hair of Alex's thigh and felt Alex's hand lightly petting him. It felt good.

He ran his tongue along the entire length and down to the sack. Alex's legs began to bounce slightly and Zan smiled sensing that Alex was close.

Alex kept looking down at Zan slowly but strongly sucking him. He felt the pressure building in his lower abdomen and felt his sack pulling in closer to his body.
"Zan, Zan I’m going to..." He gasped. Zan winked and nodding increasing the pressure of his suction.

Alex's body tensed then the tight cord that was building inside of his snapped and he spurt into Zan’s mouth. He looked down to see Zan's swallowing while still bobbing gently and moaned.

"No one has....mmm," Alex said as Zan pulled back and wiped his mouth with the collar of his shirt. Zan smirked and sat back on the couch pulling Alex toward him with an arm around his shoulder.

Alex smoothed the gown down and laid his head on Zan's head. He always did feel snuggly after anything, and was grateful that Zan felt the same as he wrapped his arms around him.

"You know, this is all kind of weird," Alex said after a while.
"What do you mean?" Zan asked and shifted to look at Alex.
"Well two days ago we were just neighbors who hardly spoke one word to another other than 'hey' and now here we are sitting on my couch, me in a hospital gown and cuddling." Alex grinned.

"You're right," Zan agreed. "It is kind weird but kinda nice too, no?" he said and ran his fingers over Alex's scalp softly.
"Yeah, kinda nice," Alex sighed.

~*~

Alex woke up later that night to find the apartment dark with only the light from the TV screen illuminating the room. His neck was sore from keeping it bent on Zan's chest. He pulled back, feeling Zan's arms tighten around him but finally release him. He looked down at his watch and saw that it was eleven fifteen at night.

Zan mumbled something and looked like he was reaching out for him so Alex held one of Zan's hand which seemed to calm him.

Alex felt his stomach rumble and looked down at the forgotten pizza which no longer looked too appetizing. He gave Zan's hand a squeeze and leaned in to place a kiss on his cheek before standing up and heading to his small kitchen. When his bare feet made contact with the cold linoleum he shivered and decided to go into his room to change into something warmer.

After slipping into a pair of gray sweatpants and an over sized NYU sweater that Liz had given him he stepped back into his small kitchen wearing a pair of thick socks. He searched his fridge for the ingredients for a PB & J and retrieved two slices of white bread.

"Got anymore?" He looked up to see Zan peeking over the side of the couch with sleepy eyes.
"Sure." Alex replied and fished out another two slices. "Toasted?"

Zan made a face that said "toasted? are you nuts?" and stood up to stretch.
"You toast your bread to make peanut butter and jelly?"
"I don't like it too soft," Alex explained as he popped his bread into the toaster.

"What time is it?" Zan asked as he walked into the kitchenette and stepped behind Alex as he prepared his sandwich. Alex smiled when he felt Zan's arms snake around his waist and Zan's chin on his shoulder.

"It's almost midnight," Alex said and set Zan's sandwich aside. When his toast popped up he reached over, taking Zan with him who laughed as they shuffled over to the toaster.

"I've never been with anyone this affectionate before," Alex said, and went rigid when he realized he was talking about them as a couple. But again Zan did not correct the seeming mistake.
"I've never been with anyone who let me."

"What about Rath?" Alex asked and turned around in Zan's arms to face him and wrap his own arms around Zan's waist.

"Rath isn't the affectionate type. He always said it was gay," Zan laughed.
"Uh, hate to be obvious here, but he is gay," Alex said.
"I know, but he doesn't call himself gay. He has a totally different interpretation for gay."


"Ok, what does gay mean for him?" Alex asked.
"Well the same theories apply," Zan said with a grin, "Guy on guy, but he only calls the openly queer, gay. Whenever I tried to be too affectionate with him he'd laugh and call me gay."

Alex nodded and kinda understood where Rath was coming from.
"So I'd be gay to him?"
"Uh, nah you'd probably be safe." Zan said but Alex could tell he wasn't being entirely truthful.
"ok, let's say I wasn't associated with you, then would he consider me gay,"

Zan laughed at how good Alex understood him.
"Aight, if I wasn't in the picture then he would," he confided.

Alex shrugged and leaned in to kiss Zan. Zan grinned into the kiss.
"Do you see yourself as gay" Alex asked.
"Well I don't like to label myself but yeah I do," Zan answered.

Alex nodded and pulled away to pull out the milk from the fridge.
"What's up?" Zan asked sensing a change in Alex.

"Nothing. It's just," Alex sighed, "I really like this," he explained, "I mean really really like this. And I like you, but what exactly is going on here?"

Zan nodded in understanding.
"Ok, well I guess I just kinda assumed we were, you know,"
"I'd actually like to hear what you think," Alex pushed.

"Ok, I like this too. I don't really go for the whole awkward beginning stuff. We were pushed beyond that shit and I just went along with it. Everyone else thinks we's together so....I just thought it too." Zan said.

"I just wanted to know what you thought about all this," Alex explained. He set the milk down on the counter and faced Zan who now stood with his back against the countertop. He set his hands on either side of Zan and leaned in.

"So, what do you think about this?" Zan asked.
"Like I said, I like this, I like you," Alex said and leaned in to place a peck on Zan's lips. "I'd like it if it were more."

"More?" Zan asked.
"Yeah, like a relationship," Alex said shyly.
"Like being boyfriends?" Zan said with a teasing grin.
"Boyfriends sound silly huh?"
"I could deal with being your boyfriend. Or you could be my boy," Zan said and leaned in to kiss him. "Or we could be lovers, partners," He sucked in Alex's bottom lip, "I don't really care what you want to call it. But I'd like to try with this."

Alex couldn't help but smile into the kiss. It had been a long while since he'd been in a relationship. And he never truly felt like the others really counted in the long run. But he felt different with Zan. It was like fate had brought them together in some weird twist of a joke that turned out well.

"I'd like that too."

They settled into a comfortable silence as they ate their sandwiches in the small kitchen. Zan went without the milk instead opting for some orange juice and kept making Alex laugh by trying to talk with a mouth full of his sticky sandwich.

At one Alex yawned again.
"Want to go to bed?" Zan suggested with no tease of sexual teasing.
"Yeah actually," Alex said. "I slept at your place last night so it makes sense for you to sleep at mine tonight, or morning I guess,"

tbc....

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Hey all I'm back with an all new part. I hope you enjoy it and are enjoying your weekends.



Part 7


Zan stirred first as a ray of light kept shining in his eyes from the blinds. He yawned and stretched feeling someone snuggle into him. He smiled and looked down to see Alex resting his head on his chest.

He softly ruffled Alex's morning hair and laughed when Alex mumbled and reached up to swat his hand away.
"It's still sleep time," Alex complained and rubbed his cheek against Zan's smooth chest.

Zan looked down at Alex's watch and saw that it was ten thirty.
"Actually, it's time to get up for me," Zan said but hugged Alex closer.

"Why?" Alex lifted his head to look at him.
"I got to meet the band for rehearsal today. We got a gig down at The Pit tonight." Zan said and kissed the top on Alex's head.

"Oh," Alex frowned. He really just wanted to stay in bed the whole day. It was Sunday after all, the Lord's day of rest.
"Come with me." Zan said.
"To rehearsal?"
"Well I meant to the gig, but you can hang around rehearsal too if you want."

Alex sat up and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. He liked the idea of watching Zan play.
"I got an idea," Zan sat up excitedly, "bring your acoustic,"

"What?" Alex asked, suddenly nervous.
"You said you played acoustic guitar right?" he asked and Alex nodded, "You got one?" again Alex nodded, "Well bring it along, we'll jam."

Alex wasn't sure what he'd gotten himself into but before he knew it he was hauling his guitar out of the closet, dressing in some clothes Zan's suggested which consisted of a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt, and was trying to keep up with his new boyfriend as they hurried down the busy sidewalk.

They took the subway which was currently occupied by an angry Evangelical preacher who kept throwing glares over at them while Zan held his hand, a pair of Japanese teens who insisted on talking loudly and bursting into hysterical laughter every two minutes, and a suspicious looking married man who kept fiddling with his wedding band and sneaking glances at he and Zan.

When they finally arrived at The Pit the other band members were already there tuning their instruments.
"Alex I'd like you to meet the guys, guys Alex," Zan said with a sweeping gesture.

The guys nodded and waved and continued to ready their instruments.
"Your drums are still in the van," said a band member with short black hair and a red t-shirt.

"Aight, set your case down here and come see my babies.”

They walked out back to an old Volkswagen hippie van, as Alex thought of it. Zan pried the back doors open and revealed a black drum set.
“Here they are,”

Alex whistled low as the sun glittered off the shiny metal. Zan grinned and reached in to pull out the set piece by piece. Alex helped with the smaller pieces until it was all set up in the club.
“These are sweet,” Alex said once it was all done.
“Yeah,” Zan said proudly. “It took me almost a year to get it all paid off, a lot of overtime in a sick job, but it was worth it.”

Alex introduced himself better to the rest of the band. The bassist was named John and he was just nineteen years old studying out of the local community college. Vic and Mark were on guitar, with Vic on lead were cousins. Mark was twenty five and Vic was twenty three. The lead singer was named Javier, but apparently liked to go by J.

“You like what, Zan’s bro?” asked John, the one with the red t-shirt.
“Uh,” Alex froze and turned to Zan for an answer.
“Naw man, he’s my man,” Zan grinned and put his arm around Alex’s shoulder.
“Like…” John blanked.
“Like fuck buddy Johnny Boy,” Vic teased and ruffled the younger man’s hair.

“Not fuck buddy stupid,” Zan said seriously but then softened. “He’s my man, boyfriend.”
“Damn I ain’t neva heard you say that,” J said breaking his long silence. “Last guy I hear you even mention was that Rath. But that was shit and ya knows it.”

Zan nodded and leaned over to place a kiss on Alex’s lip as if to make a point. Alex blushed when he pulled back and ducked his head when Vic and Mark began to whistle and clap. The young John blushed too and looked away while J merely grinned and shrugged.

“So bust out that baby you got trapped in that old ass case and lets see what you got,” Mark said as he eyed Alex’s guitar case. So Alex reached over, opened it up and pulled out his long neglected guitar.
“It’s been a while so don’t blame me for being rusty.” Alex said

“Man, a baby like that you’ve probably been keeping her in the closet huh?” Vic said with a shake of his head.

Alex kept his head down as he began to tune it, and just felt for the right tautness.
“’Least you know how to use it,” Vic smiled.

Alex sat back as the rest began to rehearse and tried to get a feel for the music. He rested his fingers on the strings of his guitar letting the beats sink into him until his fingers plucked at the strings on their own accord.

He looked up to see Zan smiling at him and wink from behind the drums. He found himself playing along with the band, smiling and laughing as the others cheered him on. He’d almost forgotten how good it felt to play.

He hadn’t played since he started college and his studies took the main stage to his guitar. In high school he had a band called The Whits. They played one gig before they chaotically fell about due to musical differences. Half the band wanted to do covers in order to book more gigs and make more money and the other half wanted to make their own music. In the end they disbanded.

But now sitting in with Zan’s band it felt good. His fingers danced over the strings like they had never stopped.

“You’re good,” Zan said after rehearsal.
“Thanks,” Alex said. “So what time is the show?” he asked as packed up.
“About Nine I think. You coming, right?”

“Yeah, of course,” Alex beamed and leaned over to kiss him. He felt the familiar shiver as Zan pulled him closer for a deeper kiss. “Ok, ok, I should go change,” he said as he pulled away strategically adjusting himself. “I’ll see you tonight.”

“See ya,” Zan grinned.

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Part 8





Alex was just out of the shower when he heard the banging on his front door. He ran out with a towel around his waist and tried to look through the peep hole but found that it was blocked.
“Uh, who is it?”
“I really gotta pee!” He heard the unmistakable squeak of Maria’s voice and laughed as he opened the door.

“Nice towel,” she yelled as she ran straight toward his bathroom.
“Yeah, nice towel,” Alex turned to see Ava and Rath grinning from the hall.

“Mind putting on some pants? She’s just a kid,” Rath said as he walked into the apartment with his sister in tow.
“Uh, yeah,” Alex said and rushed into his room to put on some clothes.

“So that’s the third time I’ve seen your junk,” Maria said as she stepped out of the bathroom.
“Jeez, Maria warn me,” Alex said as he struggled into his jeans.

“Warn you that I’m coming out of the bathroom?” Maria snorted. She walked back out to the living room to where Rath and Ava were fighting over the remote.

Alex finished pulling up his faded black jeans and reached over to retrieve his forest green t-shirt with ‘Save The Forest’ written in vintage looking lettering with a shadow of a pot leaf in the background.

“Oooh you got any?” Ava grinned from where she sat on the couch when she saw his shirt.
“You betta not be serious,” Rath said sternly. “You know I’d kick you right out of my pad if I ever found out you was on drugs.”

Ava pouted and crossed her arms across her chest. Alex could see Maria digging around his fridge and saw her pull out a beer.
“So, not that I’m complaining, but what are you guys doing here?” he asked.

“We’re going to Zan’s gig tonight,” Rath said as he continued to channel surf. “You get porn on this thing?”

“Uh,” Alex trailed. Ava grinned up at him waiting for his answer.
“It’s channel 450,” Maria said from the kitchenette. “Same cable as mine.”

Rath flipped the channel and cheered when he found the porn.
“Any channel for gay porn?” Ava asked suddenly.
“Haven’t found that one yet,” Maria said.

Alex didn’t know what to do with them in his place. Maria smiled from her spot behind the counter and Rath and Ava on his couch. With them over his apartment felt different. Maria laughed at something on the TV as she leaned on the counter. Rath kept flicking at Ava's pink strands while she tried to tickle him. Now he'd known Maria for years, but he had just met Rath and Ava. But even that did not matter. He liked them and knew they had come to accept him in the very short time they'd gotten to know each other. Even though it was mostly in part because of Zan and maybe Maria, he felt good. He had friends.

"So what time did you guys want to go?" Alex asked.
"Zan's band don't go on till nine or ten," Rath said over his shoulder as he tried to pin Ava to the couch. "Which means he won't really go on till ten or ten thirty.

"We were thinking maybe nine thirty," Maria said and took another drink from her bottle of water. Alex smiled as some of the water dribbled down her chin. She laughed and wiped with the back of her hand. He couldn't help but think about how opposite she was from his sister.

Liz was so perfect and neat. If she ever dribbled on herself, which she never did, she would blush and quickly retrieve a napkin. She was all about her studies and dreamed of cold, sterile labs.

Maria on the other hand was an artist. She was a dancer, and anyone could tell by her movements. She had a flexibility that matched her attitude as well as her body. She was like Liz's Mr. Hyde, without the killing though.

Liz and Maria had met in middle school when they had been paired for a science project. Since then Maria continued to show up at their door step, sometimes still sweaty from her dance class. There was a time when Alex had tried to make a relationship with Maria, hoping to be "normal" but things were awkward when it came to the physical.

Maria would try to talk him into just being who he was. They continued their "relationship" for three months, mostly because they were both just lonely and because of Liz. She fell in love with the idea of her brother and her best friend together. But in the end Maria took Alex to a #% bar and set him loose. He'd loved her ever since.

He could see himself becoming good friends with Rath. He already appreciated him for the tattoo, and he found it easy to speak to Rath.
"So you keeping that thing clean right?" Rath asked.
"Yeah replaced the bandage this morning." Alex said.
"Come here, let me have a look at it."

Alex walked over to the couch and sat on the arm rest next to Rath. Rath pushed the back of his shirt up and carefully peeled off the bandage.
"Looks good. Just keep putting some of the antibacterial ointment and it should heal soon." Rath said and placed the bandage back on and lowered Alex's t-shirt.

"So, how did that thing between you and Zan really happen?" Alex asked Rath.
"Oh, you mean us hooking up?" Rath laughed. He pushed Ava over to make room on the couch for Alex and settled his arms on the back of it.

“We had all gone out for drinks," Rath started with a grin. "Everybody ended up in my place shit-faced drunk and people just ended up crashing. Zan ended up in my room, it didn't really matter cause we was always so tight. So anyways, I guess it sort of happened by accident.

We was under the covers, it was kinda cold so he starts to cuddle, little fag" he laughed, "I think I ended up getting hard first, not because I wanted him, it just happened, but we was drunk so it didn't matter how it happened. He moved and then I moved and then..." He stopped when he looked over to see Ava smiling from ear to ear listening intently. "The rest is not for virgin ears."

"That ain't fair. Not like I neva heard it before," Ava said with a pout. "And how you know I'm a virgin?" she teased.
"Cause ya betta be," Rath said with a glare.

"Then what?" Alex asked wanting to hear more.
"Well the next day was weird. We didn't know what to say, and Zan being the gentleman he is," Rath stopped to wink, "well he offered to make an honest man out of me and make that night more than just a mistake.

"We was real close, so nothing really changed. It's not like we went out holding hand or anything gay like that. We just told anyone who asked that we was together. We did fuck sometimes but only when was bored and horny or drunk ,sometimes all. Then one day, I don't know we just both started laughing while watching TV and saying how stupid we were for trying to make something work over a stupid, but fun, night." Rath finished with an amused snort.

"That actually sounds kind of sweet," Alex said. He appreciated that Rath was honest, and he even felt closer to him.
"You're good for 'em. Ya might work at settling him down a bit. He's a wild one." Rath offered.

Alex blushed at that and ducked his head as both Ava and Maria "awed." Rath reached up and ruffled Alex's hair and even pinched his cheek for measure.
"He don't bring guys over to us. It means something that he brought you that night."

~*~

They finally pilled into a cab at around nine forty after taking a couple of shots from a bottle that Ava snuck along with her. Rath glared at her at first and threatened to put her over his knee, but Maria came to the rescue and poured them all shots.

Now the four of them were laughing in the cab and even managed to make the driver laugh with them as they tried to sing along to the Indian station playing on the radio. Maria tried to demonstrate how one would dance to the music while the driver kept glancing back and commenting on her understanding of their dance.

At the club they stumbled out of the cab and gave the bouncer their names indicating that they were in fact "with the band" as Ava stated proudly while gracefully sticking out her tongue to the other patrons grumbling in line.

They were ushered into the crowded club, Alex, Ava and Maria holding hands with Rath in the lead pushing the dancing bodies out of their way. Zan's band was not yet on stage but Alex could see Zan's set up on stage. Alex laughed along with Ava and Maria as they began to dance provocatively with each other. Ava and Maria had Alex sandwiched in between them while Rath just rocked beside them. The light show overhead was making Alex dizzy so he tried his best to keep his gaze on Maria in front of him.

"You having fun?" Maria yelled over the music.
"Yeah," Alex yelled back. The last time he'd been in a club was about three years ago and he didn't remember it being this fun. He could feel Ava's small hands on his hips and Maria's hands on his shoulders. He looked over at Rath who was grinning at their display.
"I'm tellin' Zan!" Rath yelled over at him in amusement.

Suddenly the club was thrust into darkness and everyone began to cheer and roar as they announce the next performance. Alex turned to the direction of the stage and cheered as well.

He saw Zan first of course and gasped when he could see his glistening chest even through the darkness. When the lights finally came back on he was awed by the sight of Zan's bare chest. The tattoos on his arm even looked darker and Alex could see the glint coming off of Zan's ring. Alex reached down and adjusted himself in his jeans.

"Makes ya hard don't it?" Rath asked from the side. All Alex could do was nod and try his best not to drool like a raving idiot. "Wait till you see him let it out."

Alex was completely focused on the stage now. Everyone and everything around him was just a blur with Zan shining in the center. He stood fixated as Zan's raised his arms and banged his drum sticks together to start the song. Then it was all the beating of Zan's drum and Alex's heart mixing until Alex felt if Zan ever stopped playing his heart would stop.

He could see the sweat beading on Zan's smooth chest and craved so much to jump onto the stage and lick ever bead of that sweat. He could hear people singing along, could hear Ava, Maria and Rath singing along and hated himself for not knowing any of the lyrics. Their music was powerful and it struck Alex like punch to the face, without the pain.

He could see the concentration on Zan's face. The way he licked at his lips, the way his hands griped the sticks, the way his biceps bunched as they beat on the drums. Everything about Zan was as powerful as his percussion.

J, the lead singer's, voice screamed in the crowded club. Alex was drawn away enough from Zan to listen to the hypnotic voice of Vic. The veins on his neck bulged as he continued to bellow into the microphone. The entire band looked totally into their music. This was not just another gig to them, this was their souls.

Alex jumped and rocked with the other club goers, almost losing Maria and Ava as the crowed jostled one another. He looked back over at Zan at the drums and found him looking right back at him. His signature side grin made Alex moan and he was grateful that it was too loud for anyone to hear him. Zan winked at him and even blew him a kiss.

Alex frowned when some of the girls around him began to howl at Zan thinking the kiss was meant for them. Alex blew a kiss back at him and smiled when he caught one of the girls near him frowned and lean over to point him out to her friend. He didn't care though. He continued to stare unabashed at Zan.

The next song bled in with the same intensity. Alex was in awe by the sheer primal force that emanated from Zan. Maria and Ava were now lost in the crowd as Alex pressed forward trying to get closer to the stage. He looked back once to see Rath also pushing his way through to get closer. The two shared a smile and Alex grimaced when he hit the guardrail.

He looked up to see J just above him. The lead singer looked at him and winked as he ran his hand down his body to his dick to give it a squeeze. J then looked over his shoulder to Zan. Zan laughed at his fellow band member and stuck out his tongue at him.

The show went on for an hour with bodies pulsating and sweating. Rath stood next to Alex against the rail, leaning on his elbows. He nodded his head to the music and would laugh over at Alex. Alex could feel the back of his shirt completely soaked with sweat, both his and the people behind him. Once he looked back and spotted Maria jumping in the crowd but lost her again.

"Good night!" J yelled into the mic and reached down to slap Alex's outstretched palm. The others waved at the crowed and removed their instruments. Zan let out one loud woop and pumped his fist in the air causing the crowd to scream back.

As the band work at packing up their equipment the DJ came back on. Alex moved away from the rail and followed the path that the band was taking. At the door a big guard stopped Alex.
"Ya can't go back there," he said with a hand on Alex's check.

Alex wanted to say that he knew the drummer but just sighed knowing that the guard wouldn't believe him.
"Yo Bruno, let my man in," he heard Zan yell from behind the big guard.

The guard looked over his shoulder then back down at Alex and shrugged, moving aside to let Alex pass. Alex couldn't help but hold his chin up higher as he strolled in. Zan was waiting on the other side and pulled Alex in under his arm.

Zan was covered in slick sweat but Alex was pleased to find the same pleasant musk that followed Zan everywhere.

Backstage was dark and covered with band posters. A sort of fog seemed to seep through some of the doors and Alex spotted a group passing around a joint. It gave him a sense of nervous excitement to be included in this.
"Oh what a brave new world with such people in it," Alex said quoting Brave New World.
"What?" Zan asked.
"Oh, nothing," Alex said.

Zan led Alex through the hall until they reached an open door near the end. It was dark in there like all the other rooms but this one was empty.

The door closed and suddenly Zan's sweaty chest was pressed against Alex's back. Zan's lips immediately found his neck kissing and even biting along it. His hands circled around Alex's to his chest where his fingers deftly found his nipples pinching them.

Alex gasped but found himself pushing his ass back against Zan.

Outside Alex could hear the bass from the club music, people talking and laughing, but in the room the only thing you could hear was their breathing.

This close Alex could smell the subtle scent of marijuana coming off of Zan. Even though Alex was still under a slight drunken haze he felt his entire body electrified by Zan's touch. Zan kissed and licked all along the side and back of Alex's neck and let his teeth nip and graze the warm and salty skin there.

Alex reached back and held on to Zan's front pockets, holding his pelvis in place. He could feel as the vibrations of Zan's chuckle.

Zan's hands moved down Alex's t-shirt clad chest to the waist band on his jeans. Alex looked down to see Zan's fingers unbuttoning his fly and then lowering the zipper. With the jeans undone, Zan's hands moved underneath the hem of Alex shirt to the firm skin of Alex's stomach.

Zan’s massaged their way all over Alex’s stomach and chest. They were both panting heavily by now. Zan’s hand rubbed all over Alex’s lower abdomen until he finally pushed his way down below the waistband of Alex’s jeans to the light shadow of pubic hair that dusted Alex’s package.

“Oh, fuck!” Alex moaned as Zan’s hand grasped his hard shaft. “You high?” he asked.
“A little pot, shit I fucking want you so bad right now,” Zan gasped as he continued to stroke Alex while grinding against him from behind.

Alex could tell Zan was nearing the edge. There would be no time to prepare for what he really wanted but the feel of Zan’s hand on his cock was enough for him right now. He continued to grind his ass against Zan enjoying the guttural sounds coming from him.

Zan increased the pace on Alex’s cock, swiping his thumb over the head.
“Mmm, Zan I’m gonna cum,” Alex panted.
“Shit, baby, I’m already cumming,” Zan moaned as he began to jerk against Alex’ ass.

That was all Alex needed to fall over the pleasurable edge himself

TBC...

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OK all I'm back and I come with a new part. No preliminaries, let's get on with the show



Part 9


They stumbled back up the hall, hanging on to each other and to the people they passed. The music got louder as they moved back toward the dance floor. Bruno nodded at them and let them pass.

It was almost two am but the club was still full and lively. Alex spotted Rath sitting at the bar with Maria and Ava standing on either side of him still dancing.

"There you are," Maria said as they approached. "We've been looking for you. I thought you would come back out once you were done packing up," Maria said but then looked at Zan and Alex's appearance and grinned. "You bad boys," she said.

Ava just grinned and winked as she continued to dance her miniskirt rode up higher than the zipper hoodie she wore. Zan walked over to her and hugger her tightly.
"I'm surprised Rath let you go out like that," he teased as he ran a finger down the length of her skirt.
"She was already out the door before I saw how she was dressed." Rath complained.

Alex laughed and pulled Maria toward him to dance.
"You naughty groupie," Maria teased as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
"So I'm a groupie now?" Alex asked.
"You went back stage with a member of the band didn't you?"

They both laughed as they danced. Alex looked over to see Zan following suit with Ava. The petite had to struggle to wrap her hands around Zan's neck so instead she settled on resting her hands on his hips.

Ava looked over Maria and Alex and stuck out her tongue as she began to grind with Zan. Alex could hear Maria snort and put on her own show. Maria turned around and ground her rear against Alex before dropping down to the floor and gracefully standing back up.

Ava shook her head and took Zan's hand and placed them on her rear while raising her right leg and hooking it behind Zan.

Alex and Zan just laughed and let the girls have their fun.

Maria shrugged at Ava's display and reached down to her left leg and brought it up until her heel rested on Alex's shoulder. That was impressive enough for Alex who ran his hand up Maria's leg and held on to her foot, but then she began to undulate and toss her hair.

Ava pouted but then jumped up wrapping her legs around Zan's waist.
"Ok, ok that's it," Rath said and stood up from his seat and grabbed Ava around the waist to pull her down.
"Hey I was just having fun," Ava said.
"I saw...I could see...you could see everything!" He yelled.

Even in the darkness of the club Alex could see Ava turning red with embarrassment.
"Oops, I forgot," she said while biting her thumb nail.

"How can you forget to put on underwear?" Rath demanded.
"Hey, it happens," Maria said in Ava's defense.

"Wax?" Zan asked with a devilish grin.
"Yeah....why?" Ava asked.
"You jumped up pretty high," Zan said and rubbed at a spot just below his navel.

Ava squeaked and covered her face with both hands.
"Oh god," she groaned.
"Nice one," Maria said. "Completely?" she asked Zan who just nodded. "Nice."
"Ok can we stop talking about my little sister's punani" Rath said.

They arrived at Zan's apartment just before 5 in the morning. They'd stayed at the club until 4 taking shots until the bartender finally cut them off and the club closed.

The girls took the couch, both easily fitting on the large cushions. Zan had offered his bed but the girls only grimaced and mumbled as they piled on his couch.

"What 'bout you?" Zan slurred to Rath.
"You two take it," Rath replied pointing to the two as they held each other up.

Alex nodded and began to move towards the bedroom with a lolling Zan at his side.

When Alex's feet hit the side of the mattress they both fell forward, landing not so gracefully. Zan groaned something and pulled himself higher onto the mattress.

Alex kicked off his shoes and pulled off his shirt and jeans before rolling over. He felt Zan reach out for him and lay his head on his chest.
"If I wasn't so drunk I would so fuck you right now," Zan slurred and then fell asleep.

Alex began to laugh at that causing Rath to shout from the living room to shut up and go to sleep or he'd fulfill what Zan couldn't. In way of threats, that wasn't the worst Alex had encountered, but he nonetheless stopped laughing and soon fell asleep as well.

Throughout the night Alex was awoken by the sound of each of the occupants emptying the contents of their alcohol soaked stomachs into the toilet.

The first casualty was Ava. The youngest of them she had no had as much experience drinking as the rest. So she was the first so make a mad, and rather clumsy, dash to the bathroom. She had closed the door and did her best to be quiet despite all the heaves and groans.

After that was Maria. Alex heard her as she ran into the room, stubbed her toe on the side of the mattress and immediately start to hurl with the door open. She openly groaned and cursed whoever had come up with the concept of alcohol. Alex heard her cursing Zan for performing thus causing her to be in the vicinity of liquor, and she cursed Ava for being the one to start the drinking game they had created.

Next was Rath who did not even bother trying to make it to the bathroom. Alex heard him throwing up in the kitchen sink, or so he gathered from the running water.

Alex could feel his stomach trying to push the unwanted liquor out but tried his best to lay perfectly still and ignore the nauseating sounds of the rest.

"Hey, babe...I think I'm gonna puke," he heard Zan mumble against his chest.
"Please don't throw up on me cause then I'll throw up on you." Alex warned.
"Help me up then...feel like jello..." groaned.

Alex slowly pushed himself up into a sitting position, pushing Zan up with him. Zan moved his arms up around Alex's neck holding on. The two managed to stand up and moved towards the bathroom.

Zan pulled away first, practically falling face first onto the toilet seat. Once Alex heard Zan throwing up in such a close proximity he moved towards the sink and followed suit.

Alex never could stand hearing anyone else throw up. Even at the slightest indication that someone might be sick, Alex could feel his stomach begin to turn. With each heave that Zan made Alex would vomit soon after.

"Oh god please stop," Alex begged as he leaned over the sink. His throat burned and his chest hurt. He could feel his eyes tearing up and his nose running.

"You....should not....be drinking," Zan said in between bouts of vomiting. "...concussion."

"You tell me that after I drink my weight in alcohol," Alex grumbled painfully.

Alex turned the water on and let everything wash down the drain. He cupped some water into his hands to rinse out his mouth and hear Zan flush.

“What time is it?” Zan asked as he struggled to get up from the floor. Alex looked at the watch on his left hand and squinted to blinked to clear his vision.
“A little after ten,” Alex said and reached down to help Zan up.

“I really gotta stop drinking so much,” Zan groaned as he leaned on Alex.
“I think I’ve drank more in the past two days than I have in my life so far,” Alex said and moved to help Zan back onto the mattress.

Zan moved aside to give Alex room and then pulled the thin man against him as Alex laid beside him. “So how’d you like the show?” Zan mumbled against the back of Alex’s neck.

“It was amazing,” Alex said with a sleepy smile. “I’ve never been to a place like that, and you guys were great. I loved seeing you play. Just….the look on your face…it was so powerful.”

“Thanks,” Zan said and held Alex tighter. “This really is great.”
“What is?” Alex asked.
“This, you,” Zan said and placed a kiss on the back of Alex’s neck. “Never met somebody like you.”

Alex couldn’t help but grin like an idiot. He turned around in Zan’s arms to face him.
“Me either,” Alex replied. “I’d kiss you but…we just,”
“Yeah, kinda nasty,” Zan grimaced.

“This all sounds sweet and all but if you two don’t shut up and let me get a little more sleep I’m going to go in there and show you Ava’s vagina!” Maria called out from the living room. Ava’s little giggle followed with the sound of a struggle ending with a loud thump and her on the floor.

“I thought we were done talkin’ bout my sisters snatch,” Rath groaned from where Alex guess was behind the couch.

Ava continued to laugh from the floor and Maria began to laugh too.
“I can see it right now!” Maria yelled over the laughter.

Zan groaned but couldn’t help but start laughing too. Alex smiled and rolled onto his back trying not to laugh.
“I thought you wanted to keep sleeping!” Zan called out.
“I do,” Maria replied as she continued to laugh.
“Then go back to sleep and stop getting all lesbo about Ava’s hairless wonder.”

That caused Ava and Maria’s laughter to double and they soon heard the sound of Maria falling off the couch effectively falling on top of Ava.
“Oww, you fuckin’ kneed my crotch,” Ava cried but kept laughing.

“Fuck if I’m going to be woke up by this shit I’m gonna have me some breakfast.” Rath said.

~*~

Alex walked into his apartment immediately noticing a difference. Before he would walk in happy to have this little sanctuary to himself after spending the day at his editor’s office. But after leaving Zan and the rest and coming into his apartment he felt something missing.

He noticed the emptiness that he hadn’t before. He could still hear the laughter in his head and smiled. He liked Zan and his friends. He liked Rath and Ava. He had already loved Maria but he loved her more now. He loved Zan’s music and the way he played. He even loved the chaotic mess of Zan’s apartment.

He walked into his bedroom and got a fresh pair of underwear and socks, then retrieved a pair of slacks and a button down shirt. He had put off his meeting with his editor and could already see the blinking light of his answering machine.

He took a quick shower and shaved what little facial hair he had. After getting dressed and running some gel through his hair he put his laptop into his bag along with the copies of chapters he had already fixed.

He walked over to the answering machine and pushed play.
“Alex this is Cal, you remember, your editor. Call me.”
“Alex, Cal Langley, I want those chapters,”
“Hey Ally,” Liz’s voice chirped, “I haven’t heard from you, call me. I love you,” Alex smiled.
“Chapters!” Was all the next message said which caused Alex to laugh.
“…..Why do I even bother?” the last of Cal’s messages said.

Alex hit the delete button and made a mental note to call Liz when he got back. He gave himself one last look over in his hall mirror and exited his apartment.

He looked down the hall to Zan's apartment and fought the urge to head on over. He would see him later.

He knew Cal would be in a bad mood. He had been dodging his editor's calls for weeks. The chapters hadn't been coming out as quickly as Cal wanted them and he just recently felt ok about showing them to his editor.

He hailed a cab at the corner and gave the driver the directions. It took them half an hour to arrive at Cal's building and Alex handed the man thirty dollars.

Alex took the elevator to the eighth floor of the publication building and walked over to Cal's office.

"Mr. Whitman, it's been a while since we've seen you around here," said Cal's assistant. The young man named Gabriel, or Gabe as Cal called him, put the file he had in his hands down and immediately pushed the intercom button to Cal.

Alex sighed and nodded when Gabe told him it was ok to go into Cal's office. Cal was sitting at his desk, hands folded on the flat surface as Alex walked in.
"Well, well, if it isn't the prodigal son come home," Cal said dryly.
"Hi Cal,"

"You know, when I took you in I did it because I figured this kid had some talent. That he had something going with what little skill he had. So I pulled his file out of the garbage all others had thrown it in and figured I'd give him a chance." Cal said.

"So we've been working together for what three years?"
"Four years, Cal," Alex said with a sigh.
"Right, four years and I've helped you a lot in those four years right?" Cal asked.
"Yes Cal, you've helped me a lot and you know I've appreciated it,"

"Right, so why now after four years of working together do you choose to ignore my calls for weeks and have not shown me anything new in just as long?"

Alex opened his messenger bag and pulled out the file folder with his chapters and his laptop.

"Those are the new chapters I said I'd show you next time and I have a few more that I haven't printed out yet and some notes I wanted to run past you," Alex said laying everything on Cal's desk.

Cal simply took the folder and leafed through the chapters nodding.
"Well you certainly don't come empty handed now do you?" Cal said with one of his rare smiles.

"Let's just say inspiration hit me," Alex said with a grin.
"I don't want to know how do I?" Cal asked.
"I don't think so," Alex said sheepishly.

"I hear enough about that from Gabe out there. I tell him to keep the personal calls to a minimum, but I still get hear about his wild nights with whatever new name he spews out," Cal frowned.

Alex knew Cal well enough to laugh. Cal scanned the sheets in front of him, occasionally stopping to make a note in the margin with his red pen. Alex opened his lap top and retrieved the new files and notes.

"Well kid, this 'inspiration' certainly has you going huh?" Cal asked with a grin.
"Good?" Alex asked.
"Yes, good. What else you got?"

They spent the next three hours going over the newer chapters and notes Alex had until they had half a book.
"I know you're mainly a short story writer but look at how much material you have," Cal said, "You have enough for a bonafied book here."

"You think so?" Alex asked and leaned over to look at all they had gone over.

"Yes. Now just keep working like you are. I want to see you back here in two weeks ok. "

Alex couldn't keep the grin off his face as he packed up and left Cal's office. He hadn't been planning of making this newest story into a book but now the prospect of it was exciting.

He took the subway home this time but stopped at NYU. He pulled out his cell phone and dialed Liz's number.
"Hey you," Liz answered cheerfully.
"Hey sis, where are you?"
"I'm just coming out of lab, why?"

"Meet me in the west quad." Alex said and switched off his cell. He found a bench and waited for his sister.

"Alex!" Liz called out and sprinted the rest of the way to Alex. Alex stood up and caught his sister in a hug. "What a surprise, what are you doing here?"

"I wanted to see you." Alex said, "I haven't seen you in a while."

"I know. It's partly my fault. I've been real busy here. So what about you? You haven't called me." Liz said with a pout.

"I know, sorry. I've been busy too. Which is what I wanted to talk to you about."
"Ok so spill mister," Liz said.

They sat on the bench and Liz listened as Alex told her about Zan and his book. Liz had already heard about Zan but up until then he was just the hot neighbor.
"So you guys are a couple now? That's great," Liz said then sighed.

"What happened with that guy, uh Jeff?" Alex asked.
"Oh, him. Jeff was too into his beakers," Liz said.
"Well then good riddance," Alex said with a smile. "Hey guess who else I ran into, Maria."

"Oh my god, I haven't even spoken to her in like two weeks. Where did you see her?"
"She knows Zan surprisingly. And she has red hair now."

"Oh yeah I know that. Did she tell you how that happened?" Liz asked.
"Just that she passed out with Sean.

"Yeah well they had been drinking and Maria fell asleep on his couch. Sean's ex girlfriend would dye her hair there for some reason and Sean found an unused box of dye. Well long story short she woke up the next morning with red streaks in her hair. But like really bad ones."

"So she liked it?" Alex asked.
"No she freaked. But when she went to the salon they told her the color really went with her so they just fixed it."

They continued to talk about their lives so far, friends, love and love lost, career plans and finally family.
"Mom asked about you the other day," Liz said.
"Ok," Alex replied and looked down.
"She just wants to talk to you Alex."
"Yeah I know what she wants to talk about."

"She knows you're not going to change. She's accepting that now. She just wants to make sure you're doing ok," Liz said seriously.

"Can't you just tell her I'm ok? I really rather not talk to her." Alex said remembering the last time he'd spoken to his mother.

"She's changed Alex," Liz said, "She left dad."

Alex froze and looked up at Liz.
"She, she did?"
"About a month ago. She's living in an apartment not too far from here. It's small but nice. I've only been there twice."

Alex nodded, still reeling from the news of their parents' separation. His phone began to ring and he pulled it out seeing it was Zan but didn't answer.

"Zan?" Liz asked.
"Yeah. Uh, where is her apartment?"

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Hey all, Well I think i'm getting a lot of work done now that school's out for the summer and it's just work for me, i have more time to write. So without further ado about nothing.....

Part 10




Liz held Alex's hand as they walked down the hall of their mother's apartment building. He was glad that it had a doorman, not wanting his mom to be living alone in the city.
 
"Here we are," she said with a smile. Liz knocked on the door and Alex could hear their mom's footsteps on the other side.
 
"Liz honey how good of you...Alex?" Their mom said when she opened the door.
"Hi mom," Alex said shyly, rubbing the back of his neck.
 
"Oh honey it's so good to see you," Nancy Whitman-Parker grinned, tears glossing her eyes. She rushed forward and hugged Alex noticing when he winced at the tight embrace. "What's wrong? Are you hurt?" She asked as she felt the bandage through Alex's shirt.
 
"Uh, no not hurt. How are you mom?" Alex asked hoping she'd drop the subject.
"What is this?" She asked still feeling the bandage.
 
"It's nothing," Alex said pulling away.
"What? What is it?" Liz asked looking concerned.
 
Alex sighed and began to unbutton his shirt.
"Uh can we go inside?" Alex asked as he began to lower it.
"Oh, yes, yes come in you two."
 
Nancy led them in and closed the door.
"So what is it?" She asked again, Liz standing next to her.
 
Alex took off the button up and rolled up his undershirt revealing the bandage.
"Oh dear, were you hurt?" Nancy gasped.
 
Liz stepped forward and began to slowly peel back the bandage.
"Oh," Liz said as she saw the tattoo.
"What? What is it?" Nancy asked again and leaned in to see. "A tattoo?"
 
"Yeah." Alex said and felt Liz putting the bandage back on.
"Of a feather?" his mother asked.
"No, it's a quill. People used it to write a long time ago. " he said while putting his shirt back on.
 
"Cool," Liz said with a smile. "Zan?" Liz asked.
"Zan? What's that?" Nancy asked which made Liz laugh.
 
"Zan is a man." Alex said.
"He gave you the tattoo?" his mom asked.
"No his friend did. Zan is the man I'm seeing."
 
He saw his mom's face display shock, but that melted into curiosity.
"Oh, well that's an unusual name. How did you meet him?" She asked.
 
He told her about Zan living in his building and how they just started talking and left out their bonding in the stuck elevator. Liz grinned.
 
"Well he sounds like a nice young man," Nancy said, not really knowing what to say.
"Yeah, he is mom," then without any rational thought Alex said; "you should meet him."
 
Even Liz's jaw dropped at his statement.
"Oh, well...I'd love to."
 
~*~
 
Alex walked into his apartment in a daze.
He looked around trying to remember how he'd gotten there. Had he really invited his mother over for dinner to meet Zan?
 
He let his bag fall onto the couch and he collapsed next to it. Closing his eyes he tried to replay the events of the day desperately looking for what could have possibly driven him to do what he did.

A knock on the door made him groan.
“If you’re a polite robber and knock before you break in and kill whoever gets in your way, save your energy and just come in, the door is open,” Alex said.
“Ok, you do know that ain’t smart right?” Zan asked as he entered the apartment.
“I’m having a streak of very unsmart moments today,” Alex replied and turned his head to look at Zan.

Zan cocked his head then shrugged as he went over to the couch and flopped down beside Alex.
“I called you,” He said.
“Yeah, I know, sorry I was talking with my sister.” Alex said and leaned over to place his head on Zan’s shoulder. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath of ode-de-Zan. He felt Zan shift and an arm over his shoulder pulling him closer.

Zan’s lips felt dry when they pressed against his forehead, just slightly below the minimizing bump. Alex threw his left leg over Zan’s, but there was no sexual charge to it, just the need to be closer.

“What’s wrong?” Zan asked.
“Nothing. I just had a great day.” Alex said.
“You don’t sound like you had a great day.” Zan countered.

“I went to my editor’s, he told me I could write a book, like a real book not just short stories. I saw my sister who I haven’t seen in a while. I saw and talked to my mom who I haven’t seen in almost four years.” Alex said.

“Then why do you sound so bummed?”
“Cause I kinda invited her over for dinner tomorrow,” Alex sighed.
“Still don’t see a problem,” Zan said.
“I invited her over to dinner tomorrow to meet you.”

Zan froze then. The fingers that hand been circling Alex’s scalp stopped, even his breathing stopped.
“You, you want me to meet your mom?” Zan asked.

“I wasn’t thinking. I think it was just all the pressure of seeing her after these years, of not talking to her, of knowing that she’d finally left my dad. She looked different. She looked nicer, happier. I guess I wanted to show her I had done ok for myself. I wanted her to know about my life. And well…you are part of it now.”

The fingers circled his scalp again and warm puffs of air breezed against the top of his head. “You don’t have to if you don’t want to. I’d understand. I mean we are moving pretty fast and meeting my mom is…” Alex was saying but Zan put a finger to his lips to shut him up.
“It’s ok. I’ve met moms before. I met Rath’s mom, and she’s one scary lady. Looks just like Rath,” Zan teased and Alex laughed.

“So what you gonna make?” Zan asked.
“I haven’t really thought about that,” Alex confessed. “I haven’t really thought about anything. I hardly even know how I got home.”

“You need to relax,” Zan purred and leaned in for a kiss. “And I know just how to get you to relax.”

Twenty minutes later Alex rolled off of Zan struggling to breathe.
“Yeah that’s definitely the best way to relax,” Alex said, “Thank you.”
“No problem. I really just wanted to get you in bed anyways,” Zan smirked.

Alex laid his head on Zan's chest and closed his eyes. His hear was right over Zan's heartbeat and he smiled. Zan was moist with perspiration so Alex's hands lightly slid over him.
Alex knew when Zan fell asleep when the rise and fall of his chest became more regular. He slowly pushed himself up and looked down at Zan's face.

The stubble that lightly covered his face on their first meeting was now more of a slight beard. Alex guessed he hadn't shaved since.
Zan's goatee bristled on his chin, some stray hairs sticking up toward his lower lip. Alex could see some old acne scars beneath some of the facial hair, some traces of adolescence.
He looked at the piercing in Zan's ear. It looked like a plug. A black plug going through Zan's earlobe.

Alex lightly traced the features of Zan's face, not wanting to wake him. He noticed Zan's long lashes. The bottom lashes seemed to rest on Zan's cheek. The top lashed stuck straight out with only a slight curl at the end.

Alex would almost say they looked pretty, but pretty did not belong anywhere near Zan. Zan was beyond handsome. Alex tried to picture a clean cut Zan. No facial hair, a short hair do, and no piercing. It wasn't Zan.

Alex continued his inspection of Zan down his neck to his chest and shoulders. There was a small round dimple on Zan's left shoulder and Alex grimaced knowing what had put it there.
He looked down at Zan's pierced nipple and saw how it jumped slightly with Zan's heartbeat. There were only a few stray hairs on Zan's otherwise smooth chest. Then Alex let his fingers move over the ridges of Zan's abs.

Then it was the dip of Zan's navel and the trail that ran below the sheet draped across his hips.
Alex leaned forward and placed a kiss on the patch of skin right above the sheet. He felt the muscles there tense just slightly at the light touch.

He looked over at Zan's right hand and it laid beside his leg. Alex reached over to feel the roughness of those fingers. He looked at the black wristband Zan was wearing today and how the hairs on his wrist stuck out from under it.

Zan was all lean muscle. He wasn't obscenely big like some other guys who looked like they were addicted to the gym. Alex could comfortably wrap his arms around Zan. In his clothes Zan looked tough but he looked thin, but with a few less layers one could see how defined he was.
Alex blew at the area where the sheet rested and saw a goose bumps formed there. The sheet only rose enough to give him a glimpse of more hair leading below.

He sighed, not really wanting Zan to wake up. Instead he laid his head on Zan's abdomen and let sleep claim him as well.

He woke up a couple of hours later to a strange sound coming from beneath him. Alex frowned and opened his eyes. He could feel the rise and fall of Zan's breathing and then the same sound that had first woken him up. When he pushed himself up he looked over to see Zan grinning down at him.

"Hungry?" Alex asked with a smile. Zan merely nodded and reached down to pull Alex to him.
"Your bed is great," Zan said.
"That's because it actually is a bed, not just a mattress on the floor."
"You have anywhere you have to be today?" Alex asked. He idly circled one of Zan's nipples.

"Not really," Zan replied. "What time is your mom comin'?"
Alex groaned at the reminder of his mother's visit.
"Uh, I think around 6."
"You got stuff here or should we hit the grocery store?" Zan asked and pulled Alex down so that his head rested on his chest.

Alex sighed and felt the hairs on Zan's chest against his cheek. He loved that Zan was actually wanting to help with dinner. Only now did he realized that he really did want his mom to meet Zan and love him just as much as Alex was beginning to.

It wasn't until 1 that they finally pried themselves out of bed and into the shower. Another half hour in there because Alex didn't understand the concept of staying on his side of the shower.
They were finally able to get dressed and head down to the corner store to pick up the necessities for that evening.

"Chicken," Alex listed,
"Check," Zan replied, proudly holding up the chicken.
"Rice?"
"Check."
"Um....lettuce?"
"Ok, now check," Zan said as he reached for a head of lettuce.

“Ok, that’s pretty much all I can think of,” Alex sighed. He looked down at the contents in the cart and frowned. It didn’t look like much.

“Silly boys,” They both looked up to see Maria coming down the aisle with her own cart. “Can’t shop for groceries?”
“I’m having dinner with my mom tonight. I don’t really know what to get.” Alex explained. Maria shrugged and walked over to their cart to see what they had.
“Are you trying to prove to her that you have no idea how to cook for yourself?” Maria teased. “Come on, I’ll help you two slops out.”

Maria helped them maneuver through all the aisles picking out ingredients and other food stuff explaining their different uses. At the end they pushed their loaded cart with about a months supply worth of food.
“Thanks babe,” Alex said and placed a kiss on Maria’s cheek. She blushed and wiped at her cheek furiously.

Zan and Alex pushed through the door to Alex’s place and placed all the bags on the kitchen floor.
“Man I don’t think I’ve had this much food at one time,” Alex commented and he set all the packages down.
“I don’t think I’ve ever gone shopping for food,” Zan said laughing.

They put all the groceries away except for what they would using for dinner that night. It was decided that the would make the chicken along with rice, vegetables, and even an apple pie for dessert.

Zan was preparing the vegetables while Alex cleaned and then marinated the chicken. The rice was in the cooker and the store bought pie was in the oven keeping it warm. Alex looked over at Zan and smiled as Zan placed the slices veggies in a bowl.
“What’s up?” Zan asked when he caught Alex looking at him.
“Nothing.”

TBC...