In The Back Of A Cop Car

I looked up at the gorgeous man in front of me. eyes meandering down his tan chest. He was so tiny, yet at the same time he was toned. And as he moved you could see his biceps and triceps flex with ease. And with stone solid abs to match, he was a perfect catch, to fucking perfecting.

"You like what you see?" He questioned, and oh how cockily he did. "Or do you just like what you see?"

This stupid sarcastic bastard. This sexy stupid sarcastic bastard. With his stupid sexy body and his stupid sexy hair, and his stupid sexy nose ring and his stupid sexy morning voice. Everything about him is stupid and sexy. So stupid and sexy that I just want to pin him underneath me and have my way with him again.

He smirked "From the look you're giving me I'm thinking that you're wanting to go at it again."

"You know me to well Fuentes."

He chuckled devilishly "What's stopping you then?" He suddenly stopped. Humorous face dropping and replaced with one full of lust. "Fuck me."

"As you wish my prince."


My hand grasped onto the back of Vic's neck as I crashed our lips together. They meshed perfectly, like little pieces of a puzzle, perfection at it's finest. The heat radiated from the older underneath me like he was the sun itself but I did not mind in the slightest. I just let my hands slither down his spine, sending shivers through his torso.

He grounded down on my lower region causing a moan to tumble out from deep inside my lungs. I suddenly felt my body begin to shake. I blinked a couple times and the elder in front of me started to blur. My name was being called, by a familiar voice, but from some far off plane. I could not quite grasp what was going on.

"RONNIE WAKE THE FUCK UP DUDE!"

I groaned at the all to familiar voice. It sounded so much closer now. I had a feeling that I was in a parallel universe, or I was being talked to by spirits. I still had no idea what was going on, and I looked at Vic as if he was the God with all the answers. He seemed to have read my mind as he chuckled lightly shaking his head.

"Until next time." He said before everything went black.



"RONNIEEEEEEEEEEEEE............EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

I opened one eye to see no other than my best friend kneeling down at the edge of my bed "Oh my gosh Biersack! Shut the fuck up! I'm up nigga, I'm up!" I grumbled

He grinned "Morning princess!"

I rolled my eyes as I turned away from his beaming face and pulled the covers over my head."Go away! Like far......far.......very far away."

"That's no way to treat a friend who woke you up from a very exciting and arousing dream from what I heard."

An arrogant scoff floated outed out my mouth as I picked myself up off the bed. My body trudging out my room and down the hall in an almost robotic state, I'm to use to waking up to my hyperactive best friend. I shivered at how cold the room was. I really hope it's because Andy turned the air on and not because the heat got turned off.

"Lily! Ryan! Wak-"

"They're already at school bro!" Andy muttered between his bites of only God knows what. I raised an eyebrow at him, what does he mean they're already at school. The school hasn't even opened up yet. He shook his head and let out a sigh. "It's like almost nine man......"

My eyes went wide "Shit...I'm late for work. Why didn't you wake me you asshole?"

He shrugged his shoulders "I dunno! I just called in for you instead."

"YOU DID WHAT!"

Andy looked taken back by my outburst "Sorry? You just seemed....tired....so I called in for you."

I can not believe he called in for me. I mean I guess I can seeing as the statement just can tumbling out of his mouth, but I do not want to believe it nonetheless. I need to go to work, I can not afford to miss any days of work. I have a rule book, Ronnie Radake's Survival Guide. There are strict procedures and guidelines.

I work multiple jobs simply because I need the work. Vacation days are saved only for when I need to take a day of because one of the kids are sick. No such thing as sick days, I'm never sick enough to not work so that food is on the table and a roof is over our head. And calling in is against the rules is my book.

"Ronnie, you have been busting your ass for the past couple years since Rachel left. I get that it's hard, and that you want to provide for your family, but you seriously need to chill. This is already a lot to handle for your average adult but Ronnie......" He paused and looked at me sadly, I hated that look, he gave it to me a lot. "You're just a teenager man. You need to rest. And you have not been sleeping well either.....so really.....I did you a favor. You're welcome."

As much as I wanted to be mad at him, I knew that I couldn't. He was my best friend and I knew that he was only doing what was best for me. It's true that this day of work is going to cost, but me being sleep deprived would probably end up costing our family a lot more down the road. It is only but so much a human body can take, not so much physically, but mentally. I think Andy is afraid that I am reaching that breaking point and quite frankly, I am too.

"I guess you're right.......Thank you Batman."


"You're welcome my amigo." He patted my back reassuringly. "Now I have a quick question."

I sipped my coffee "Shoot."

"Why were you moaning about Mr. Fuentes?"

And my coffee came sprouting out my mouth "I.....what....no I wasn't."

"I'm pretty sure you was my dude." He arched an eyebrow, not even trying to hide the amusement that was currently plastered on his face. "And he's like over a decade older than you......why are you having wet dreams about him?"

I groaned "Stop using decade......it makes it seem worse than it is." He nodded in fake agreement and I growled in annoyance and before I thought through my words I spoke again "And plus I never even busted my load."

As soon as I realized what I said I felt my face heat up. Well you're the smartest pig in the barn Ronald. Way to tell your obnoxous best friend that you pretty much have a kinda sorta thing for your parole officer.

"That's pricesless Ronald.......just fucking priceless." Andy laugh was so loud that it vibrated throughout the whole house. "Oh my gosh, you have a crush on you......."

"Shut up! No, I don't!"

"You soooooo do!" He chuckled again. "And you have a meeting with him to day......what time do you go see him?"

I looked down at my watch to see that it was nine on the dot. I had to be at Vic's by nine fifteen. "I have to be there in fifteen minutes."

"Are you going to fuck him?! Are you going to fuck him?!"

I groaned "What are you......thirteen?"

"At heart......yes.....yes I am!"

"Well I have now......" I looked back at my friend who still had a overly amused grin on his face. I sighed. "Can you be a seventeen year old for a couple hours while and watch Kayla.....or do I have to call Fawn?"

He rolled his eyes. "Ohh come on......I"m not thatttt bad!"

"I beg to differ! See ya later doofus!"

I closed the door before Andy could sputter back a comment because I know that once we start a battle of insults we can't stop. We'd be here for hours hurling insult after insult at eachother and God knows I can not miss another meeting with Vic. I admit that I have been skipping meetings, coming up with random excuses as to why I actually can't come. Sometimes I really have an emergency, like when Taylor got sick at school and I had to go pick her up.

But a majority of the times I am not having a real emergency. I just can't bring myself to see him. The man that I dream about almost every night. When my head hits that pillow, thoughts of me having my way with that beautiful human being swarm through my head. The room is filled with a mixture of moans, groans and the slapping of skin. And then I peak with an orgasm so high that I look down to see the angels at heaven. I had the best nights of my life, felt the best that I have ever felt with Vic, just to find out that it was all just a silly dream conjured up by a hormonal teenager.

I pulled up to the mansion sized estate with a dropped jaw. Regardless of how many times I come here, I can never truly get over how beautiful this place is. I can also never stop wondering how much money it took to build, buy, and manage such a place. Of course I'll never know, I'm just a poor kid from Las, Vegas. Oh, the Irony.

I rung the doorbell and heard someone shout coming. It was not Vic, I knew that for a fact. I had Victor's shouts etched into my memory from the reptition of hearing them in my dreams. Soon the door opened and a unfamiliar figure stood in front of me. He was tan, although not nearly as tan as Vic, although they did look similar. He was tall though, and super skinny. He, similar to me, was covered with a large amount of ink and I immediately liked him a lot more because of this. He one of those piercings above his lips and a dazzling smile to match it.

"Hey! You must be Ronnie! I'm Mike!"

And then it clicked. This was Vic's younger brother. The one that he said was a couple years older than me, probably about five if I'm not mistaking. He talked fondly of his brother. And I remember him saying that he raised him himself. That seems odd, they seemed to be polar opposites.

I smiled "Sup, nice to meet you!"

"Yeah, come on in." Mike led me into the front room and we both plopped down on the couch. "Vic was just taking a shower, he can be such a princess at times....."

"I HEARD THAT!" Vic yelled from somewhere in the house and I swore I felt my heart flutter.

I chuckled nervously "He can be a......drama queen."

"Hey!" Vic whinned, though his voice sounded much closer this time. I turned around to see him at the hall intersection with nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. He hair was still dripping from the shower and boy did he look damn sexy. He furrowed his eyebrows playfully. "No dinner for you tonight." He spoke to his brother before directing his attention to me. "And you...." He smirked "I'll handle you in our meeting."

My breathing hitched at his words. My teenage hormones could not help but take that statement sexually. Being so, those words went on a high speed trails straight to my member down below. I heard a throat clear beside me and my head shot up to be meet by a questioning but knowing face of Mike Fuentes.

"You like my brother..........don't you?"

I gulped "What? I mean.....he's cool.....I think he's nice and sweet......and ....ummm."

"No, not that kind of like." He paused, exaiming my face before continuing "I mean like, like like,.... like the I would slam you against the wall and annihilate you, kind of like."

"Naauhhh n-not like t-that."

He smirked. "Then why did you blush when he walked in half naked? And why did you turn even darker after he spoke that sexually insinuating sentence? And most importantly........why are you so nervous at the pure thought of having your dick deep inside my brothers ass?"

I tugged at the collar of my shirt "Your way with words are.......undeniably intiminating and I just.....couldn't get over how brutally brutal the words are." I face palmed myself at my word choice. Stupid. Stupid. Ronnie.

"You know it's okay to like older men. It's okay if you have a thing for Vic." He threw his arm around my shoulder and whispered into my ear. "Honestly speaking.......my brother has a thing for you too."

I was left flabbergasted at Mike's words.

Vic strolled into the room and glared at us. "Mike, are you doing to him?"

"Oh nothing little big brother." He stated as innocently as Mike Fuentes possibly could. He winked at me before standing up and grabbing some keys from the coffee table. "I'm going out. Have fun.....stay safe you guys." And with that he was out the door.

I looked over at Vic too see him looking at me scarcely "What was all that about?"

"We were just talking.....getting to know each other. All that jazz"

He furrowed his eyebrows. "Well it's time for you to do all that jazz you did with MIke......with me......in my office."

Vic started down the hall and I followed shortly behind him. I could not get over what Mike had said to me. Could Vic possibly have a thing for me? It is a very hard topic to believe but Mike is his brother, if anybody would know it would be him. But I should not even think about it, Vic would not dare risk his job for me. I am just a hormonal teenager with a criminal record to him. Also known as a pay check. That's all I'll ever be to him.

But as I enter his office and I look into his brown eyes I realize that he's going to always be so much more to me. Most teenagers don't fall in love with a man fifteen years older than himself. Most kids don't see some one in there early thirties and want to call that person their only one. Most teenagers don't, but we all know that I am not most teenagers. And if Vic does have a thing for me, then he damn sure ain't like the average adult male either.

Maybe he's just a pedophile. But I still don't think I care because right now, there's only one thing I really want to do right now as I stand in Vic's office with him giving me looks of concern. And so I do it.

I kiss him.


It takes him a while to get over the initial shock of everything but once he does he's kissing me back and eagerly at that. My hand slides up to caress his cheek, my tongue laps at his bottom lip just begging for entrance, he hesitates for a slight second before giving in. We battle, both of us being cocky bastards who refuse to loose, but my dominance in this partnership finally won over as he submits to me.

I push him back gently until his back hits the door with a lit thump, that thump seemed to notice of what was going on as he put his hands on my chest giving me a weak push.

"'W-we c-can't." He mumbles into my lips. I pause and look into his eyes but I can still see the want in the, so I kiss him again and he kisses me back. "Ronnie.....w-we can't d-do this..."

I don't reply to him. Instead I trail my lips from his chin, down his jaw bone, and too his neck which earned a erotic moan from him. Soon after he groaned. "You aren't going to stop are you?"

"I will if you want me too and if you point blank tell me too." I say against his skin, shivers ran through his body and I grinned. "So do you want me to stop?" I bit and sucked on the spot, It seemed to be the spot that drove him wild. "I will, all you have to do is say the word and I will."

"God NO!" He groaned in a mixture of agitation and pleasure. "This.....this is sooooo f-fucking illegal. I could get in t-trouble.....so m-much trouble."

"Nobody has to no......what do you say." My voice was barely audible, as if someone could here us right now. "It can be our dirty little secret."

He sighed "What am I getting myself into?"

"Is that a yes?" I questioned eagerly

"Just fuck me before I change my mind."

I smirked "As you wish my handsome prince."

And that's the second time today that I've said those words. Once in a dream and once now, and this was definitely not a dream. This was a reality. Vic and I's reality. Our own dirty little secret.

Who Knew Secrets Could Feel This Good?

Notes

Hey guys! I hope that you like it so far! If not then tell me what you think I need to improve on and I will listen to all advice.

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Question:What should Ronnie & Vic's ship name be??????????