Within the gated community of Crescent Point, sex and betrayal comes as naturally as breathing. Those who live within its walls have no worries to call their own and move along life in blissful play but when a new face appears in town, everything they know will be turned upside down and lives will be altered in ways none of them ever imagined...
“So, what'd you need help with?” Elijah asked as he followed Paul back to the open garage. “Need somethin' moved or...?”
Paul stopped just short of the garage door and turned around slowly. He was flushed; Elijah thought he looked angry. When he opened his mouth, Elijah was prepared for profanity laden yelling, though for the life of him he could not imagine why. “Stay away from that boy.”
Elijah looked quizzically at his father. “What? Why?”
“Just do what I say for once.”
“Dad... what's up? Did... did somethin' happen or... I mean, me an' Raul've been chillin' all day an' he seems like a pretty okay dude. There somethin' I don't know?”
“I mean it, Elijah. Stay away from him.”
Elijah arched a brow and opened his mouth to respond but closed it just as quickly as he considered what to say next. What the fuck did I miss? You never act like this; I'm the good kid, remember? “Sorry, dad. You know me; I need a reason.”
“I'm your father. I say do something, that is always a reason to do it. You will listen to me.”
“Then make sense.” Elijah spit out defiantly.
“Damn it, Eli. Why d'you have to be so damn difficult? Just do it! Stay the hell away from that Raul kid.” Paul clenched his fists tight enough to turn them alabaster white. “I don't know what is with you kids these days. I never would've back talked like this.”
“And you've never given me a reason to. That's what I don't get; you claim to trust me but now, all of a sudden, you're tellin' who I can an' cannot be friend with? No way. Uh uh.”
Paul closed his eyes and took a few calming breaths. He loosened his hands, flexing his fingers. When he opened his eyes again, he looked at Elijah and frowned slightly. “Go to your room.”
“What?” Elijah stepped back, surprised. “You're kiddin', right?”
“No, I'm not. Now go.”
“But I... I... this is-”
“I mean it. Move your ass.”
Elijah stared at his father, his jaw clenched tight. What the fuck just happened? This is total bullshit. What're you hiding? Elijah rushed forward, pushing past Paul. I dunno what the fuck is happenin' but I'm gon' find out. This is not the way my father acts. He stopped for a moment at the side door and gave his father one last dirty look before he went into the house.
- - - -
Jason was laying naked on his bed, staring at the bleep-filled fight taking place on the wide-screen television that hung on his wall. His attention fully on the angry hooker beating on the cheating husband, he never noticed Harley slide onto the bed until her warmth was grinding against his, bringing goosebumps to his bare flesh.
“Again? So soon? Baby, Jr. jus' went down for 'is nap.” He smiled as he kissed to top of her head and crushed her against him. “Y'know I love ya babe, but that libido of yours is slowly killin' me.”
“Don' worry, hon, I'm not here to rape you. I jus' wanna cuddle a bit before we meet up with Eli and Raul.” God, the things I'd do to that boy. She kissed the side of Jason's chest as she stroked his lower parts with one hand. He shuddered as she gripped him.
“As usual, cuddling is not enough for you. Seriously, babe. Can we just... not. For once.” He moved her hand away and sat up and brought his knees to his chest.
“Somethin' wrong...” She sat up on her knees. “With me?” She crossed her chest timidly.
“No, no. Never. It’s just that... you always want it. You're like a guy. One I can't keep up with.”
“Well, now...” She grabbed his hand and pulled it to the between her thighs. “There is something that separates me from the boys, you know.” She slid his finger inside of her. Her eyes rolled back as she gasped. “Think about it; any guy would kill for an Energizer bunny in bed.”
“You wanna fuck me into a coma.”
She bit her lip as she leaned close to his ear. “No,” she whispered. “Jus' slightly retarded.” She liked his neck and reached back between his legs. “Well, looks like Jr.'s awake.”
Before Jason could respond Voices rang through the room. He looked over at the nightstand and smiled at the sight of Harley's phone lighting up and vibrating wildly. “Might wanna get that.”
“Shit,” she whined, rolling her eyes. “That's Eli's tone.”
“So... answer it.”
- - - -
“So why'd you stop writin' us?” Samantha asked as she sat down next to her brother. “After a few months, the letters just stopped. What, you can't take time away from your whorin' to let me know what your ass is up to?”
“Honestly, I just missed everyone too much. Every time I wrote a letter it just reminded me that I was over there and all of you were over here and... I missed everyone, especially you and Elija, and the letters made it all that much harder for me.”
“Oh, Drake, I'm so sorry. I had no idea... I...” She reached out and pulled him into a tight embrace. “What Daddy did was beyond fucked up. I'm so glad that asshole stays in Italy with his fucking whore.” She pulled away and wiped away the tears that had begun lining her eyes. “I'm just glad you're home. And in one piece.”
“What does that mean? 'One piece?'”
She laughed. “With all the shit you've gotten into over the years, it’s a wonder no one's kicked your ass. Lord knows I wanted to more than a few times.”
“Oh, never worry about me. I have ways. After all, I am healthy and unbroken, am I not?” He leaned back and looked up through the skylights at the slowly darkening blue sky. “It is good being home. Even better with Daddy Dearest in Milan.”
“They're in Rome.”
“I was talking about the whore.”
“No, he's fuckin' Marie Di... something or other. I dunno. Don't keep track anymore.” She scooted over and placed her head on his shoulder. “I'll never understand why Mom puts up with his cheatin' an' shit. She deserves better than that.”
“Either for love or money. If she stays with him out of love, she is a fool who deserves all she gets. If she stays for the money... that I respect.”
“A real romantic, huh? Wow, you never use to be so jaded.”
“I am simply realistic. After the last few years. I would say that is not a bad thing to be.”
“Point taken. Does not change the fact that cheating should never be tolerated, no matter how much money is in the bastard's wallet.”
“I take it Henry cheated?”
“With that cheer-slut Ashlea.”
“How did you find out? Was he stupid enough to tape it?”
“No, at least, not that I know of. Dani caught them. At school of all places.”
“Wow. That is... Incredibly stupid. You ask him about it?”
“No. I'm still too pissed to even look at him.”
“So what are you going to do?”
“Dani's takin' care of it for me. Eli’s plan.”
“Why d'you say that?”
Drake turned to her, an eyebrow raised. “You really do not know, do you?”
- - - -
Carter and Henry both sat on the edge of Henry's sofa, staring blankly at the fifty-two inch LED television, completely absorbed in their fifteenth round of Mortal Kombat. Empty beer cans, pizza boxes and cigarette butts littered the floor of the furnished basement. Smoke hung in the air, thick and heavy. On the glass table in front of them were more beer, a few joints and a sprinkling of white powder.
“Dude, I'm so gonna kick your ass!” Carter said, twisting in his seat as though it would help him gaming performance.
“That's what you said last three games, bro. An' before that I was on the streak.”
“Bring it, man.”
“You boys almost done?” A still sober Dani asked as she leaned over the back of the sofa and popped her head between the two game-obsessed boys. “That's not the only thing here to play with.”
“Last match; this one breaks the tie,” Carter said without taking his glazed eyes off of the action on screen.
“Few more minutes then we can do whatever you want, 'kay?” Henry added before jerking forward. “Damn, damn, damn...”
Dani flashed a crooked smile. “Anything?”
- - - -
Harley dropped her phone to the table and dropped onto the sofa. “There goes tonight's fun.”
“Why? What happened? Eli okay?”
“Yea. It's Dad. He's bein' all... I dunno, weird. Says we can't be friends with Raul. What the fuck is that about?” She pushed herself off the cushion and walked around the back for her clothing. “I'm gonna head home and find out what the hell this's about.”
“I'll come with.”
She leaned over the back of the couch and kissed him, tugging on his hair. “'kay baby. Maybe you can keep me from getting' grounded too.”
“Like I said... weird.”
- - - -
Carter dropped the controller to the table with a growl. “That was... holy shit... you... you totally cheated there. I had that, man.” The drugs and alcohol were in full effect; his head swam in circles around each thought he had.
“Nah, yo; I didn't cheat. You jus' sucked that hard.” Henry laughed, slapping Carter's arm playfully. “So, what you wanna do now?”
“Dunno. Any more beer?” He asked as he finished the can still in his hand and crushing it before throwing it over his shoulder. “Beer, man.”
“Yea, beer sounds good. I'll go check,” Henry said. He pushed himself up but only made it half way before falling back to the couch in a fit of giggles. “Maybe... maybe I should wait a bit...”
“Pussy,” Carter said, jumping up. “See. It ain't that hard.” He turned to walk and fell backwards on top of Henry.
“Get off-a me, dude,” he yelled out, pushing him away. “I ain't into that.”
“Bull,” Carter said. “Everyone is; they jus' don' know it yet.”
“Beer. Beer is good.”
“Know what else is good?” Dani asked from the hallway.
Both boys scrambled to their knees and looked over the back of the couch. Both stared wide-eyed at her standing in the doorway wearing a short oriental inspired robe and five inch heels.
“Holy shit,” Carter whispered to Henry as he adjusted himself. “We have lift off.”
“No shit, bro. Rock hard.” Henry leaned over the back of the couch and reached out to her as he ground against the cushion. “I'd so hit that.”
“Oh, really?” Dani asked, untying the bow that kept her robe closed. “Care to put my pussy where your mouth is, lil’ boy?” She opened the robe; underneath she had on a lace pink bra and matching thong. “Well...?” She giggled at the boys' expressions; so full of lust, yet boyishly nervous at the same time. She walked slowly toward them, swinging her hips with every click of the heels.
Once she was close enough, she reached out a hand to each and grabbed them by their hair and pulled their faces to her own. “So, we gonna play or what?”
“Yea, oh yea.” Henry stammered as he reached out to touch her.
She slapped his hand away. “No, no, not yet, sugah. First, you two gotta do somethin' for me.” She smiled wickedly as she backed away from them, closing the robe back up and stepped into the hallway.
The boys looked at each other, shocked.
“What're we waitin' for?”
- - - -
Carter and Henry stopped dead in the doorway to Henry's bedroom. On the bed was Dani, now naked except for the heels, sitting against the headboard. “Come in, boys,” she said softly. “I've been waiting all night for this.”
Henry stepped through first, rubbing himself through the tenting jeans. Standing before her, he undid the button, allowing the jeans to fall down around his ankles. As he moved to sit, she put a hand up, stopping him.
“What?” He asked, feeling suddenly self-conscience. “Do you...” He looked down at the stretched boxer-briefs and frowned.
“Don't be sad, Henry... you'll get me. There's just something I want from you first.” She motioned for Carter to move to them. “I'd like... a show.”
“What? No, um, I don't...” Henry stammered. He looked at Carter, who shrugged.
“C'mon; why don't you two have some fun?”
“Oh, no, I've... I've never...” Henry blushed as his hand went down to his crotch. “No, I can't, I...”
Dani pulled herself to her knees. “Don't you want me?” She asked suggestively as she slid her fingers along her slit. “It's always been a fantasy of mine to see you two rolling around with me in the middle.” She took both boys' hands and pulled them onto the bed. “Please?”
“Um...” Henry looked from Dani to Carter then to the space between. “I... Car?”
“I, uh,” Carter watched in silence as Dani undid his pants and gripped the hard flesh. “Oh, god... Um... You... You're call, bro. Oh!”
“Well?” Dani asked Henry, who was looking away again. She reached over and pulled the waistband of his boxer-briefs down, freeing his cock. “What d'ya say? Wanna play?”
Henry reached out, grabbed Carter by the shirt, and pulled in close and kissed him. Carter moved with the motion and pulled himself into straddling Henry's lap while Henry's free hand found the flesh between Carter's legs...
- TO BE CONTINUED -