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Damien's Life After Robbie: Chapter 2
Damien absolutely wasn't in the mood for the start of high school. It had been two weeks since Robbie had moved. Damien felt like complete shit, and having to put on a happy face, especially since the relationship was secretive, was a prospect Damien was not looking forward too.
But he put on a happy face anyways, even though it almost physically hurt to pretend to be happy, to not be able to show the fact he was really fucking sad that Robbie had moved away. And he was really, really, really sad. He didn't particularly feel like talking to his good friend Jason, a towering, beefy, tan kid who Damien had known since kindergarten. Jason knew about Damien and Robbie, so he gave Damien an understanding look when he sat down next to him in homeroom and helped deflect people away when they tried bother Damien.
Damien offered him a small smile.
"Thanks bro. You're too nice." He said, and Jason smiled back, glad his friend was talking a little.
"They're all assholes." He looked at the assorted students sitting around them, chatting happily about their summers. "If you're up for it, the parents are out this weekend and I got a booze guy. I'm thinking me, you and Dan get 16-year-old-kid-wasted." Jason had a big mischievous grin on his face, and Damien couldn't help but relent.
"Sure, why not?"
The week wore on slowly; nothing truly notable happened. Only a very very select few of Damien's friends- mostly Jason- knew of the shit that was bringing him down. He really missed Robbie, everyday. The only person he could really talk to about it was Jason, and often he would be texting Jason about the entire situation.
DAMIEN: I miss him.
JASON: I know.... I really truly thought you guys had a future.
DAMIEN: We did. And it got taken from us.
JASON: Maybe it did, but maybe everything happens for a reason.
DAMIEN: What do you mean?
JASON: I don't know, maybe there's something better for you in the future. Maybe there's someone that will make you just as happy if not more than Robbie did
DAMIEN: I doubt it.
JASON: You're a great guy. There are plenty of people out there for you!
DAMIEN: You think?
JASON: I know so.
The school day Friday passed by agonizingly slow. Damien was looking forward to a wild weekend with Jason and Dan. Damien saw Jason often Friday, which made him quite happy because Jason was the only thing that kept him somewhat grounded then. He saw Dan in the halls- Dan was a fairly tall, slim, pale kid with dark buzz cut hair and piercing blue eyes. They'd all grown quite close on the football team, and along with Robbie had their own little clique. Now it was just down to three, much to Damien's sadness.
The bell finally rang to end the day, and Damien rushed through the traffic of the halls as quick as humanly possible to get to his cheap little car.
His parents knew that he was spending the weekend at Jason's, although thankfully they didn't know the details. Jason's parents weren't leaving until 9, so Damien hung around his room for awhile, playing video games and listening to music. The time moved by pretty slowly, and Damien was anxious to get out of his house for the first time in quite a few weeks.
He nearly jumped for joy when his phone pinged with a text from Jason.
JASON: Booze is purchased, parents are out of the house, get your cute ass over here!
Damien smiled widely, and switched off his XBox One. He picked up some random clothes- a white shirt, basketball shorts- and jumped in the shower. He considered rubbing one out real quick, but decided against it- he just wanted to get drunk as soon as possible.
He said his goodbyes to his parents and jumped into his car. Jason's house wasn't far, and in no time he burst into the spacious home.
"Jason! Get me drunk!"
"Happily!" Jason called back, and Damien walked down into Jason's bedroom- the finished basement- to see Jason sitting in front his flatscreen, taking a shot and then following it up with a beer.
"Oh yum," Damien said as he looked at the alcohol Jason had managed to get his hands on, and happily took a seat next to Jason, who filled up a fairly large shot glass with vodka and handed it to Damien, who knocked it back quickly.
"Dan said he couldn't come. His asshole dad grounded him again, so its just you and me,"
Damien shrugged.
"I'm fine with it, we don't need him to get wasted." He smiled and started chugging a beer. Jason let out a chuckle in his deep voice.
They were best friends and easily fell into a comfortable time; they watched shitty comedy movies on Netflix and both began getting progressively more intoxicated, Damien more so than Jason.
"I need to hang out with you more," Damien said, the words slurring slightly. "I was with Robbie and we never hung out, but now I'm realizing you're like my bestest friend, ya know?" Jason smiled widely; he was leaning on the back of the couch.
"You're my best friend too, bro. I'm always gonna be here for you." Jason sat up straight and patted Damien on the back. He had a look in his eyes that Damien couldn't quite identify, although that could have been because of his intoxication.
They fell into a comfortable silence. As time wore on they both began to get drowsy, and decided it was time to sleep- Jason was throwing a party Saturday night, so he wanted to get to bed relatively early. As early as 12:39 can be, that is. Damien pulled off his shirt and jumped under the covers; Jason switched off the TV and got into the bed next to Damien, a fair distance away from him. Damien quickly fell asleep.
Was he still dreaming? He didn't remember waking up-
His cock is rock hard and a talented mouth is going down on it, taking it all down the throat - Damien lifts up his head, his eyes half lidded, and he can see, just barely in the dark, someone's head bobbing up and down underneath the covers-
"Fuck, Robbie, that's so good baby..." Robbie pauses for a moment, but goes back down on Damien's rock hard dick. Damien's head falls back and he lets out a low moan, hips bucking, and he can feel himself come closer-
His load rockets into the warm mouth, and Robbie stops moving, focusing on keeping the cum in his mouth, and Damien could hear Robbie gulping and maybe even moaning, his voice deeper than Damien remembered-
Damien fell back asleep as soon as he was done cumming.