H A R D

Chapter: 6.

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Eric groaned from sleep when he felt something poking at the back of his leg. He tried to ignore it but it was starting to distract him. He turned and saw what it was that poked him on the leg then he began shoving Jason towards the edge until the sleeping boy fell out of the bed with a loud thump which caused him to wake up faster than he had ever done his entire life.

After having drunk themselves in all the many foods brought to them last night, both boys had fallen asleep naked as usual in the same bed.

"I hate you so much!" Jason growled angrily, rolling about on the soft rug. "You could have broken my morning wood, you sicko!"

"Next time, don't poke me with that thing," Eric replied in between laughter.

"That thing?" Jason grimaced.

"Wonder why it has to be so hard every damn morning!" Eric climbed out of bed to do his morning stretches.

"Hey! I'm a perfectly healthy growing boy!" Jason got up and grabbed at his crotch provoking Eric's eyes as they slowly fell on his shaft watching Jason caress his hardness. "You see that, healthy!"

"You saying I'm not healthy?" Eric asked, his pupils dilating, stretching came to an end and his gaze melted on Jason.

"Don't ask me, ask junior." Jason pointed towards Eric's semi-erect cock and the boy charged after him.

"Oh, you are so dead!" Jason ran into the bathroom but Eric got to him just as he was about to shut the door. He yanked him back into the bedroom and flung him on the bed. Jason quickly turned around and crawled backward until his head hit the bedhead and he stopped, eyes softened on Eric's hungry gaze.

"Do you want to feel how healthy I can get?" He teased, looming atop Jason, eyes penetrating, breathing uneven, lips getting dangerously close.

"No. . . no, I don't." Jason shook his head vigorously, his hands pressing into Eric's chest trying to push the boy away although he wasn't putting up much fight.

Eric smirked, head tilts to the side, hands gripped both Jason's wrists clasping them above his head tightly, with a smirk on his face he dug his nails into Jason's wrists so much that it would hurt, just as he liked it. "Are you sure? I think you want junior." The boy teased again and Jason hissed, both from the burning pain surging from Eric's nails in his flesh and from the feel of his hardened flesh against his stomach. If Eric kept that up he was going to shoot his load.

"Don't. . . do this." He whispered breathlessly. Eric smirked and planted a quick kiss on his cheeks then rolled over on his side.

"We need to get laid." He turned hooded eyes to his friend who gazed back.

"I know, but in the meantime, how about we help each other out?" Jason suggested and Eric glared at him intently.

"Help each other out?" He asked. "Like, jerk each other off?" He sat up in bed and looked down at Jason.

"Yeah, I think it would be better if it was another hand that isn't ours and then we can just stare into each other's eyes, and Oh, My God, that sounded so wrong!" Jason jumped out of bed and Eric followed.

"I know right!" He laughed.

"My dick went flaccid in microseconds!" Jason gaped at his now limp dick.

"Mine too!" Eric gawked at him and they both burst into laughter. "Jesus Christ, Jason, don't you ever say something like that again."

"Never, ever!" Jason agreed. They fell back into the bed laughing. A knock sounded on the door and they quieted down to listen.

"When did you order breakfast?" Jason asked, meeting Eric's confused expression.

"I didn't. We just woke up." He got out of the bed and walked towards the closet pulling out two pairs of shorts for both of them, after throwing one to Jason, they got dressed.

"Psst!" Eric turned with one hand gripping onto the doorknob, he faces Jason but a loose shirt covered his face instead. "Put that on, remember the weirdo from last night." Eric scowled at him defiantly but wore the shirt when he saw Jason already did the same. He unlocked and pulled the door open.

"I brought you breakfast." A different woman called pushing a food trolley into the room, she smiled at Jason who sat on the bed with legs wrapped together. Taking in the condition of the room she saw clothes, shoes, and duvet littered the floor, what caught her attention was the sight of the other bed, the bed was still made while the other was completely disheveled, immediately she knew they didn't sleep in different beds but in one.

"Is there anything else?" Jason's question seems to have knocked her out of her shocked state of mind and she blinked at him offering a strange smile, it looked pained and forced.

"Y-Yes. . . No!" she muttered under her breath and was scurrying out of the room.

"Ok, that's it!" Jason threw his hands in exasperation. "One more from these weirdos and we are out of this city for good." He stormed into the bathroom to brush.

"Why does everybody get to be so weird?" Eric walked into the bathroom and stood behind Jason, the boy helped him with his toothbrush, and together they brushed in silence. "I know what will cheer you up." Eric kissed his tensed shoulders and massage them a bit to get the boy to relax.

"What?" Jason asked less interested.

"Well, I did catch a glimpse of a beautiful pool from our window last night. I'm thinking we take ourselves down there to chill for a while."

"Why didn't you say so before?" Jason hurried back into the room and picked up his towel. "Coming?" He asked and was running out of the room.

Eric laughed, picked up his card and towel then went after his friend.

Outside their door stood two men in black, they recognized that outfit from yesterday but what were they doing at their door? They didn't ask and they didn't stop to take a better look at them, they just ran in the direction of the elevator and got in.

"Did you see those men outside our door?" Eric asked once the elevator doors shut.

"This city should be called, the city of Freaks, not SinCity since everyone we have seen so far is all a bunch of weirdos."

"Let's just ignore them and enjoy this vacation." Eric gripped his hand as the door beeped and opened to reveal the lobby they were familiar with, but a different person worked the front desk and they didn't want to talk to the man so they just made their way to the back, where the pool was located.

"Whoa!" Jason gasped the moment the sight of the huge pool came into view. It was the most beautiful pool he has ever seen, steam could be seen afloat in the water and he just couldn't wait to get into the water. He wasted no time diving in and Eric soon followed. "I love you so much, man!" He yelled out to Eric.

"I know." The other splashed water on his face and blew him a kiss. Jason did a catching motion and then threw the kiss into his mouth.

"Thank you." He mouthed and Eric winked.

They had done better at not eating breakfast served to them or they wouldn't be swimming.

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The first thing that caught the younger man's eyes the minute they drove into the parking lot was the sight of four men in black pacing the parking lot. This was strange considering the fact that they don't usually dispatch them at hotels, only when it was extremely important that they do so.

Could it be? He wondered and quickly threw a glance his brother's way to be certain he too was seeing this.

"Why are they here?" He asked once his brother had parked the car and they were getting out of it.

"Maybe, they already broke the rules." His brother whispered and shoved the car key into his pocket. He too was shocked to find them there and as they walked out of the parking lot more men were spotted at the hotel entrance doors. If they were this many men, then it couldn't be for good but for bad. What have the boys done that they have called this much attention from the D.A? "Stay behind me and do not say a word." He told his brother as they made their way towards the glass doors. He was prepared for anything, he just hoped he wasn't too late, he would hate himself if they already captured those boys.

"Strait?" he called the first man to his right. The man saw him and gave a warm smile his partner's way.

"Well, if it isn't my favorite Agent L.'' The man walked toward him and they shook hands. Snow looked everywhere but not at the men's faces. "What are you doing here? I thought you had the day off."

"Yes, but I got the feeling that I would be missing something if I didn't come out." The other man replied giving his best convincing smile.

"Well, my friend, you may not be far from the truth." Strait's rough chuckle had Snow staring at the muscular man. He has always wondered how his brother fitted in with all these men, his brother may have a good body although not very visible in clothing and he was short, compared to many of these men but that didn't mean he didn't best them all. There has to be a reason why he held the top position in the D.A, right?

"I happened to be driving by when I saw the truck parked outside. What is happening here?" He asked, two other men walked by and they stopped long enough to greet the newly arrived.

"Well, rumors are spreading fast that the two boys from yesterday are Homosexuals." Strait spat in disgust.

"Why wasn't I alerted?" The man inquired angrily.

"I believe we did, maybe you didn't check," Strait replied.

That is not true, he made sure he reviewed the news on the boys the moment he woke up that morning but he didn't want to argue so he just waved him off.

The other man standing next to Strait glared at him angrily, his face held disdain. "That is just great! We let them into our city!"

"That's why we are here, Edgar." Strait met his gaze.

"Who gave the information?" Snow listened as his brother questioned them.

"Lady Ann from last night, she said she caught them kissing and this morning, Bella said they slept in one bed, naked. I don't know how she knew about that, but her words, not mine." His voice filled with revulsion so much that Snow could almost taste it in his ears.

"Looks like I wouldn't be having the day off then."

"Bella served them breakfast but they haven't eaten it yet, they are swimming out back, once they get back to their bedroom and eat, they will both be waking up Undergrounds. . ." Edgar smirked.

The man knew just what that smirk meant. Taking them underground means ending them once and for all and since they enjoyed the sports they played with sinners until they breathe their last, the man couldn't help but feel pity for those boys and he wanted to get them out of there before it's too late.

"Good one, man. I can't wait for some sports tonight. It's been a while since we had one of those." He replied with the same icy smirk to match the other man's. "Let me do a quick round inside, you both keep your ears open and alert me at once if something happens." With his last order, he pulled his brother along with him and they made their way into the hotel in search of the oblivious boys.

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Jason sat at the edge of the pool with legs dangling in the warm water but Eric still swims. Having had his fill of the water he decided to sit out a little bit. He noticed movement from the corner of his eye and he turned his attention to his left. Standing a few feet away from them, stood two men, one hid behind the other's back the second their eyes met while the first watched him. He took in the beautiful man from legs until they locked gaze and he froze, he couldn't move. Legs stopped their movements in the water, eyes wouldn't blink and he could have sworn his heartbeats stopped.

Gorgeous brown-haired man, fragile, slender, fit, and short, his gaze blazing like a flame as the sun shines on him.

What a combination to have. Jason couldn't breathe, his throat, was tight.

"I am thinking once we finish with the pool we can dress up and get out of this hotel and go check out the city. Isn't that why we are here?" After a long stretched second with no reply, he called. "Jason?" Eric turned back and swam to his best friend who sat frozen like a statue and was staring at something. "Jas-" he followed his eyes and Snow just took that very moment to crawl out from behind his brother, his eyes locked with Eric's causing the other boy's mouth to drop. "Oh, my, God!" He whispered as his gaze fell deeper and deeper into those beautiful pale sets of hazel. Like a spike being driven through his heart...that magnetic gaze captured him.