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[Jayy]

"If I were with me, I'd want to have sex twenty four seven too," Monroe teased, reaching out and setting his hand on Rich's cheek like Rich had done to him. His real smile cracked through the plaster as he shook his head slight. "I want to have sex, trust me babe, I really do. You knw how I feel about our love making... I just don't feel well," he protested, his eyes flickering ever so slightly. And though I don't know if I will ever do it again with you...

"It was a helluva time in High School wasn't it? Although I was picked on and abandoned by my entire family, I didn't have anything to but worry about me and you. I didn't have a house to support... apartment, I didn't have to buy my own food. I could sit up all night with you cuddling in your truck, then pass out in history class the next day.." Monroe mused with a pleasant smile. Things had gotten harder coming out of high school, but he felt like they made them stronger. One of his friend's had told him that typically relationships didn't last after you moved in together. Two different styles and ways of doing things. Monroe never had a problem when he moved in with Rich, except for when he attempted to do laundry to have the house nice when Rich came home and he stained all the white shirts bright pink.

"I hate it to babe, hate it all. Trust me, I just... hate. I hate a lot of things. The only thing I don't hate is you," he mumbled, leaning in and gently pressing his lips to Rich's, his eyes fluttering closed. He pulled back, slowly opening his eyes and winked at his boyfriend.

[hiitskelly]

Rich rolled his eyes at Monroe's comment about wanting to have sex with himself basiclly. "You're such a loser." He teased, grinning at the boy. He frowned slightly, moving his hand so his fingers could move through Moneroe's hair slowly as he listened to him talking. "I know.. I'm being selfish." He mumbled, watching his fingers rather than look Monroe in the eye, he felt horrible about bringing it up. "I just.." He sighed shaking his head some. "It's been awhile you know.. you know how I get." He stopped playing with the boys hair, moving his hand to set it on his waist. His fingers running alone Monroe's waist band of his pants. It wasn't really a sexual move. It just made him feel better to be able to touch him. He didn't really feel like Monroe knew how much he hated it. But he figured he had to let it go. He should be getting some sleep, but he didn't want to. He sighed some, letting his eyes close as Monroe kissed him. Not really being able to control his actions he reached for his face, pulling him in once again. "Just kiss me." He mumbled, pressing his lips lightly to Monroe's. "Just for awhile.. please." He poked out his bottom lip, pouting at his boyfriend. "I'm sure you feel well enough for kisses."

[Jayy]

"I know I'm a loser, either way you love me," Monroe winked at the boy. He let his hand slide down to Rich's hip, running his thumb along the indent of his hip bone. He stare into Rich's eyes, raising an eyebrow when Rich looked away. He really did not like seeing his boyfriend like this though he couldn't imagine haing sex with him either. It was strictly a lose, lose situation.

"I know how you get babe, I know you better than anyone... I know how you are. I know it's beena while too... I just... maybe later," he said with a slight smile at the en d of his sentence. He knew he wouldn't want to later either, but it was enough to give Rich hope. He continued to rub his thumb along Rich's hip bone.

He leant in to kiss Rich, their mouth pressing together passionately. Monroe kept one hand on his hip, then one hand curved up into Rich's hair as he ran his tongue along Rich's lower lip. He pressed his body tightly against Rich, so tight that air might not have exisisted in the seal. He continued to kiss him, kiss him just how Rich wanted.

He pulled back for a moment, just far enough tot alk where their noses were touching still. "I could get you off..? I feel well enough for that. It really wouldn't burden me..." Monroe suggested softly, almost a whisper againt Rich's face.

[hiitskelly]

Rich felt a shiver rip through his body. He shivered as Monroe did as he asked, and pressed his body in closer to his. A loud moan escaping his lips as he parted his lips some, moving his tongue to meet Monroe's. He couldn't help but let his heart race, and his breath get caught in his throat as he felt the boy pulling his mouth away. He let out a small groan, pouting again. "I wasn't done." He breathed out, running his fingers down Monroe's side. Bitting his own lower lip as he listened to him talking. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest as Monroe offered to get him off. He knew it would feel good. But he knew he wanted more. He wanted him. He licked his lower lip, thinking about it for a few seconds. Then nodded. "Yes... only if you're sure. I don't want you to feel worse." He brushed his fingers over his cheek, staring into his eyes.

[Jayy]

Monroe's eyes lightened a bit as he thought about his boyfriend getting off. It was something that would help both of them out. It would get Monroe's mind off of things, and help Rich out too. In more than one way. Without saying anything, he rapidly pressed his lips tightly against Rich's again, passion filling his kiss as he ran his tongue into Rich's mouth once again, this time not asking for entrance. He wasn't no fucking vampire.

He let his hand slip into the middle of Rich's chest, slowly leading a trail down to just above his underwear. He smiled through their kiss as he let out a soft moan, enhanced with a gasp as he teasingly ran his fingers over Rich's package through the fabric. He then slowly moved his hand inside of Rich's underwear, wrapping his hand firmly around RIch's shaft. After a moment, he started moving his wrist up and down in rhythm, his lips still tightly attached to his love's.

[hiitskelly]

Rich licked his lips some, leaning back into the bed. He couldn't believe how excited he was about getting a hand job. It was like they were back in high school and had a limited amount of time before his parents got home. He happily accepted Monroe's kisses, letting out a moan as he felt his tongue against his own. He kissed him hungrily. Holding his mouth close to his own, by letting his hand move to the back of his head, letting his fingers get tangled in his boyfriends hair. He shivered again as Monroes hand started to move down his chest, to his stomach. "Fuck." He breathed out as he felt his fingers pull at Monroe's hair some, feeling him starting to move his hand up and down. He moaned again, letting his eyes close once more. And his head fall back into the pillows. "Fuck." He breathed again, opening his eyes to look down at Monroe's hand, another loud moan escaping his mouth.

[Jayy]

Monroe let out a small, gasp, leaning up onto his arm he wasn't using slightly, looking at Rich's body. He had a defiant smile across his lips as he bit down on his lower lip, looking down at his hand. He continued to move his hand up and down, flicking his thumb over the top of Rich's head. He let out another gasp, all in the way of helping Riich get off. He moved in and gently kissed his neck, nipping softly at the skin. He continued to make sloppy kisses on his neck, using his tongue to trace along the nape. He pulled back again, looking at RIch as he started to move his hand faster, becoming more stern in his actions.

[hiitskelly]

Rich tried to control his breathing. His eyes kept closing, every time he tried to lift his head to watch Monroe. He tilted his head to the side some, allowing the boy more access to his neck. He growned lightly when he felt Monroe's thumb move over the head of his cock. Growling again when he felt Monroe bite slightly. "Oh fuck me." He growled. He couldn't help himself. He pushed his hand down Monroe's stomach, his hand moving along his package, his other hand pulling him back to his mouth. He wasn't to sure that their neighbors wanted to hear his moaning.

[Jayy]

Monroe started to move his hand even faster, and with speed came the rhythm of tightening and looseing up and down his shaft. As he kissed Rich, he pushed himself close to him, pulling back to look back and down at his boyfriend's package. He really did have a nice dick afterall. It wasn't the reason they were together, but it certainly was a reason. He was continously moaning, really getting into it, when he felt Rich on his package.

Without a second thought, he had rolled voer the side of the bed, away from Rich. It had been an accident in desperate attempt to get away from Rich and his own growing boner. He gasped out loud, standing up quickly and adjusting his pants so they were upright on his hips again.

"What did I tell you?" Monroe cried out, almost a tone of fury hidden in his voice. He stood with his dick half aroused under the simple plaid cotton of his trousers. He crossed his arms over his chest, shaking his head. What if Rich had an open wound? Or didn't wash his hands afterwards? Not worth the risk.

[hiitskelly]

Rich felt the cold air hit his hot body. He frowned. "Monroe.." He reached out to him. He swallowed, his heart was still racing. "I'm sorry.. I just figured that maybe you'd be fine with it.." He shook his head. He pulled his boxers back up. He was still breathing rather roughly. "I'm sorry." He stepped shakily out of the bed. He reached out carefully, this couldn't be just because he had the flu. "What's wrong?" He asked, putting his arms around his waist, carefully keeping a few inches between their bodies. "Please.. this isnt' the flu.. you've not had a fever.." He looked sadly at his boyfriend. "What did I do that's so bad that you won't make love with me?" He asked.

[Jayy]

Monroe blinked his eyes several times to keep from crying. He looked away from Rich and kept his arms crossed across his chest even though Rich was holding onto him. He couldn't take it anymore, hearing the misery in Rich's voice. He wiped the palm of his hand across his eyes, biting down on his lip. For several moments, he said nothing. He just stood in the silence, trying to stay as far away from Rich as his body would allow him. He almost felt in a different world in his head as he stared out across the room.

Ignoring all of Rich's pleas, he finally spoke out. "I can finish you off real quick and we can call it a night?" he offered generously.

[hiitskelly]

"No.." Rich was hurt. And he wasn't going to hide it this time. "You don't get that Monroe. You're hiding something from me." He pushed the other male away slightly, moving around him to step into the bathroom. "Just stay away from me." He shoved past him slamming the door to the bathroom. Locking the door loudly, as he sunk to the ground by the shower. He couldn't help but start to cry some. What was Monroe not telling him. What had Rich done to him to make him not want to touch him anymore.. He covered his mouth to keep his sobs quiet. "He doesn't love me anymore." He muttered to himself. Jumping to this conclusion. It broke his heart to think it. But what else could it be? He couldn't believe he had put so much time and effort and love into this relationship, only to be rejected by the one person who he loved more than life itself.

[Jayy]

Monroe stood still for a moment as Rich slammed himself into the bathroom. He let out a slow sih, he could feel his whole world already falling apart. He didn't know what to do, yet he knew what he had to do. His heart felt as heavy as his feet as tears slid down his cheeks. He didn't try to wipe them away this time. He stood at the door for a moment, then tried to open it but failed because the oor was locked. He put his back to the door and slid down the front, pulling his knees up to his chest.

"He's really not going to love me.." Monroe muttered to himself then sucked in all his air, biting down on his lip. "I love you," he said loudly, so loudly in fact that even the neighbors could possibly hear. "I love you so much. No one means more to me then you do. I don't know what I'm going to do without you in my life." he paused for a moment and let out a loud moan, shoving his hands over his face.

“Rich, I have HIV.”

[hiitskelly]

RIch didn't move for a second. He had heard everything Monroe had said, shouted really. It was a full ten minutes before he opened the door. He started at the other male. His eyes showing the conflict behind his eyes. On one hand he wanted to go to him, he wanted to wrap him up in his arm, telling him everything was going to be okay, that he loved him. That he'd take care of him. But the other side... "How." He asked, his voice shook just slightly, he pointed as he spoke. "How did it happen.." He didn't let his voice shake that time. His heart was racing, but it was for an entirely different reason than having his dick stroked. "And don't you dare fucking lie to me."

[Jayy]

Monroe stood up quickly and wiped his eyes with his hands quickly. He paused for a moment, hesitated. There was no fucking turning back now. He stared at Rich for a long moment then dropped his gaze to his feet. He couldn't look at Rich. THere was no covering up this lie, it was something he had dug himself in to deep.

"We haven't had a lot of money a-and... I-i don't really have... have a job at a mini mart.." he paused and shook his head, pushing his hair back and out of his face. "I... I... I was selling myself to make rent, and tuition." he blubbered out, sobbing by the time he finished his sentence. He stepped away from Rich, turning away from him and putting his hands over his eyes as his shoulders quivered with every sob that escaped his lips. "I-i'm S-s-s-sorry..." he muttered out softly.