What's So Good About Picking Up The Pieces? (Discontinued)

Mike's P.O.V.

Tony and I headed back inside, I was actually glad he didn't want to do it. If we did I'd probably have a heart attack. And if I'm being honest here...I'm not really ready to do anything too serious with Tony yet. I didn't even have sex with that guy at the party...it was just a blowjob, I remember the night perfectly now. If I can't do it with a stranger, how could I possibly do it with Tony?

"Mike, I'm s-sorry...." Tony spoke, as we walked to the couch.

"Stop apologizing. It's okay Tony, really." I assured. Tony looked down at his lap as he sat down. It looked like he was thinking about something. I didn't bother him, he just sat there and nodded his head. Then he shook his head like he was arguing with someone.

"What's going on in that pretty little head of yours?" I asked softly. I rested my hand on his thigh and he looked up at me.

"Nothing special." Tony mumbled. He swallowed hard and slowly but surely pulled me closer to him, with his hands around my waist.

"Kiss me." Tony mumbled against my lips. He pulled me even closer so that I was practically straddling him. I pressed my lips to his for a deep, intense, slow kiss. I could feel Tony's hands slowly reach up my shirt. I gasped at the feeling.

"Do you like that, Mike?" Tony asked, rubbing his hands on my sides. I nodded and went back to kissing him. Tony pulled away for a second only to return and trail kisses down my neck. It felt so good.

"Touch me." Tony whispered into my ear. I can't believe what he's saying. I felt Tony grab onto one of my hands as he placed it over the bulge in his pants. My eyes went wide. This. Is. Not. Tony. Then to prove my point, Tony started unzipping my jeans. He didn't want to go in the pool but he wants to have sex?

"Tony, no." I spoke, looking at him and moving my hand away.

"Why not, Mikey? Don't you want me?" Tony asked.

"No, not right now. Not like that. What's gotten into you?" I asked, just a little angry.

"What's gotten into me? I want to h-have sex with you...that's what." Tony replied. That stutter was enough for me.

"Tony, what's wrong?" I asked. I watched as Tony groaned, pushing me off of him and taking one big sip of the beer that was sitting on the table. I didn't even know what to say. What's happened with my Tony? Tony finished the beer in one go.

"Tony-" I was cut off by his lips on mine, he pushed me onto the couch and started grinding his hips into mine. I'd enjoy it if I wasn't so worried about him right now.

"Tony, stop!" I yelled. He stopped immediately, hurt and rejection took over his face. I suddenly felt so terrible.

"Tony, I'm sorry..."

"No, it's okay....you obviously like that guy more than me anyway." Tony spoke, a few tears rolled down his cheek.

"What guy?" I asked desperately.

"The guy you slept with! What's so good about him?! What made you want him so badly? What does he have that I don't?" Tony screamed. So that's what this is about. "W-why don't you want me l-like yo-you wanted him?...is he more fun than I am? Am I t-too bo-boring for you, Mike?..." Tony was taking deep breaths trying to calm himself down. He had tears streaming down his face. I walked closer to him, taking both his hands in mine.

"Tony...baby, no. He didn't mean a thing to me. We didn't even 'sleep' together...it was just a blowjob." I mumbled awkwardly. "He's just some drunk asshole who happened to appeal to my drunk eyes. I'm sorry, you don't know how terrible I still feel about that. Is this why you decided to cut class today? And drink, and go skinny dipping? You don't need to change who you are for me. Tony, you're perfect the way you are and I love you. You don't have to be like him or like me. Opposites attract, babe. That's why I like you; because you're everything I'm not." I finished. I placed a long kiss to Tony's soft lips.

"I love you." Tony smiled.

"And I love you. So stop being dumb and let's go watch a movie." I chuckled. I took Tony's hand and we went upstairs.

"I'll make popcorn, then I'll be back okay. What do you want to drink?" I asked.

"Beer?..." Tony asked, shyly.

"You're kidding, right?"

"No. It was actually really good, and now I want some. Pleeeaaasseeee?" Tony begged me with puppy eyes. I laughed and agreed.

"Don't take too long, babe." Tony winked. I went downstairs and saw my brother soming into the house.

"Hey, Vic."

"Hey, Mike-wait. How did you get here before me?" Victor asked, squinting his eyes at me.

"I um...guess I'm just faster?"

"No. You ditched didn't you?...You fucker. You ditched without me." Victor accused. I just laughed.

"Miiikkee! Hurry, the movie's starting!!" Tony yelled from upstairs.

"Oh...so that's why, hu?" Victor nudged me and winked.

"Shut up. You wanna watch the movie with us?" I asked. "I'll be there in a few!" I yelled for Tony.

"Sure. I'll be up there with Tony. You better hurry with the snacks." Victor warned.

Although things didn't go to plan today, I'd have to say I'm pretty happy about how they're turning out right now. As long as Tony's happy, I'm happy.

Notes

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