The flow of the whole trip was much smoother once they hit the road again. The two of them laughed and carried on to Avenged Sevenfold and Led Zeppelin in the background. They had been on the Atlantic City Expressway for some time, almost an hour, before they realized they had both forgone a proper breakfast. As much as they had discussed that once on the road, they wouldn't make unnecessary stops, they stopped at the first rest stop they happened upon. Though their little detour in the K-Mart alley had happened around an hour and a half before, Dillon was still a bit flushed from the intensity of the experience.
"Guh- 'atta boy, Dill! Choke on me!" Tony grunted. As he pistoned his hips, he held Dillon's head down.The air in his lungs had started to become laden with carbon dioxide, but he wasn't allowed up. Even if he
Back at the apartment, Dillon piled the stuff they brought up in the guest room. Since the guest bedroom was so very rarely used, it was the perfect storage space for their chairs, fold up tables, coolers,
"Look here," Dillon said softly and he gently turned Tony's face to look him in the eye. He'd looked away as emotion had threatened to overwhelm him. "I… can't change the past, but I can assure you of yer future. Tony, you'll
As the hand that gripped Dillon's right wrist tightened and pulled slightly, he groaned softly and took another breath. What were his options? The arm around his neck was a no-go, but if he could free his right arm, perhaps he'd have the leverage to flip him? If he could pry his thumb off, he could break his grip. 'Fuck! That's out too!' Dillon thought bitterly as he
. October 27th, 2012: Saturday
Dillon felt his eyes light up at the thought of Tony as his self-defense teacher. Excitement ate away at him already to see all the cool stuff his a