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Chapter Seventeen: Behind the Mask
"A night with a complete stranger, but for some reason it felt familiar, the person at least. It felt as if I knew him from some place. But how could I know him, he lives in Italy, but he doesn't have an accent so does that mean he wasn't born here? He seems so familiar and his looks remind me of someone, reminds me a person I hurt, but it can't be him can it? It's been months since I've spoken or heard from him. If that were to be him...it can't be, he can't change that fast in a few months, it's impossible...or is it? So many questions but I can't seem to answer them for myself. But why?"
"Thought what?" laughed a familiar voice.
Brian turned around and saw Ryan covered in deep cuts.
"Ryan? What happened to you?"
"You, you is what happened to me."
"You're lying! I didn't do anything to you!"
"Am I? Then why are you quivering so much? Why did you have to sleep with some complete stranger? Why do you hurt me so? These cuts are from you, you bastard!"
"I'm sorry, I-I just miss you so much that I cou--"
"You could have had more morality and told him no, but instead you gave in! I hate you Brian! I FUCKING HATE YOU!"
"Don't say that! I love you!"
"Really do you now? Define love."
"Define love?"
"Yes, define love. What does love mean to you?"
"Love is love. You can't go any further with that."
"Pathetic. If that's what you think of love, then how can you possibly think that I'd be with you? Get out of face and leave me ALONE!"
"No!" Brian yelled waking up.
Brian looked around and remembered where he was. He spent a night with a complete stranger at a party, a nude party.
"Great, another nightmare," Brian said coming to terms with his tears.
Brian lied back and threw himself to the other side of the bed so he can get some TLC from Rylee, but to his surprise the only thing that cushioned his fall was the other side of the bed and something plastic below his chest. He used his right hand to dig beneath him and grabbed what was being crushed from under him. He flipped on his back and looked at what he pulled from under him, it was a mask. The same mask as what Rylee had on.
"If this is Rylee's mask, then that must mean he is...holy shit let's go see who my mystery man is!" thought Brian.
Brain rushed out of the bedroom butt naked and ran around Rylee's place. He ran and ran for a while then he got the idea that Rylee wasn't home so he stopped in his tracks and took a seat on one of the couches in the living room.
"Dammit, why isn't he here?" Brian sighed.
"Why isn't who here?" came a voice from behind him.
Brian turned around and saw Ryan.
"Dammit, not another dream!"
"A dream? If you dream with yourself, then you're perverted freak!" laughed Ryan.
"Are you saying that this isn't a dream? You're really here talking to me?"
"Well I did talk to you last night and let you sleep with me, unless you dream about that sort of thing too. That would be creepy."
Brian ran up to Ryan and gave him a gigantic bear hug.
"I've missed you so much! I'm so sorry for what I did to you! I promise it won't happen again!"
"Okay, okay, piss off! You're killing me!" Ryan gasped for air.
Brian released Ryan immediately and looked over Ryan to see if he caused any harm to him.
"I'm fine, Brian. I didn't intend for a pun to be involved if that's why you're so worried about me."
"Sorry, it's just that--"
"Speaking of harm, what the fuck did you to yourself?"
"What are you talking about?"
Ryan grabbed Brian's arm and pointed to the cuts.
"These Brian, these! Why would you be so stupid as to cut yourself. You're a jock for Christ's sake! Jocks don't do this kind of stupid shit!"
"You saw me with this last night and you didn't say anything about them."
"Because I was pretending to be someone else to hide my identity from you."
"Oh..."
"But really Brian, did you have to stoop so low?"
"You talk like my dreams!" Brian said turning away.
"Well maybe you just want me in your dreams and nothing else."
Brian turned back to Ryan and began to pout.
"Don't try and use that face on me, Brian. It won't wor--"
Brian pressed his lips against Ryan's and pulled him towards him into a blissful moment. Chills shot down Ryan's spine like a surge of energy was channeling through him. He immediately pulled away and turned away looking the other way.
"W-what? Was it bad?" Brian asked confused and lost.
"No," Ryan said still having his back to him. "It's just that was a bit unexpected."
"Unexpected? I slept with you last night and I'm butt naked. How was it unexpected?"
"I don't know. I was a different person last night, I wasn't myself."
"You are now."
"Brian look I still have--"
"So you were just using me? I understand you're really cute and--"
Ryan turned around and gave Brian a lost expression.
"What are you talking about?"
"What?"
"I don't have a boyfriend and I wasn't using you. I was going to say that I still have mixed emotions about you. I mean I moved away because of you and now you're here just for break? Doesn't it feel like destiny that we're here, together?"
"Destiny? I don't about destiny but I know that I have an undeniable attraction to you and I-I can't stop thinking about you."
Ryan walked up to Brian and put his arms around him and began to laugh.
"What's so funny?" Brian said pushing Ryan off of him.
"Oh it's nothing except that you sound like a complete fag," Ryan laughed.
"What? You're one too!"
"No I'm not. I am a homosexual. You are a sappy overused soap opera fag."
"I'm sorry if I don't know how to talk to guys romantically. Since I was born and raised to talk to girls."
"Exactly. Just imagine me as a girl. Well except for the boobs, the pussy, and more of the bitch factor."
"More of the bitch factor?" Brian said as his jaw dropped and his eyes widened.
"What? It depends on my mood!" Ryan said walking away.
"Wait, you're not going anywhere. You're not leaving me ever again," Brian said jumping in front of him.
"I didn't leave you, I left my past."
"Because of me."
"Not because of. I needed a new place, a new identity."
"You wouldn't have needed one if it wasn't for me and Jace."
"Yo, Brah! Ya here?!" came Jace's voice.
"Thanks for pulling him out of your ass, Brian."
"Shit, you have to hide!"
"Why should I it's my hou--!"
Brian put his hand over Ryan's.
"If you keep this up, I'm going to have to break up with you," Brian whispered as he pulled his hand away.
"Boyfriend?" Ryan whispered.
"I slept with you, you saw me naked--," Brian looked down and saw his cock rising. "Make that twice. Just go! Please! I can't reveal myself yet!"
"Fine, but before I go."
"Wha--Ho my GOD!" Brian yelled.
Ryan was down on his knees and flicked his tongue on Brian's cock. He looked behind Brian and saw Jace walking not too far away. He looked back at Brian's cock which was now at full mass and starring right back at him.
"You're welcome," Ryan said.
Ryan flipped his hood up, put his mask on, and walked away.
"You little bitch," Brian said under his breath.
Brian turned and hollered at his best friend.
"Hey, what's up Bri--whoa. The party is over, brah. Where are your clothes?" Jace said shielding his eyes.
"Dude shut up, I was just going to get my clothes. I'll be right back."
"You slept with the owner of this place?" Jace said raising his voice.
"What? Why? Do you know anything about the owner?"
"No, no one does. Everyone that lives here says that the owner is very rich and deals with everything with a mask and voice changer. Was she nice and tight?"
"What are you talking about?"
"Dude, did you fuck that bitch or not?"
"Uh..."
"Dude, please tell me you fucked that bitch! The only reason I wanted you to come here was so you could forget that slut back at our place and fuck some bitches here!"
"Oh yeah, I fucked that bitch so hard! She was begging me to stop but shut that bitch up with this!" He said grabbing his cock.
"Dude! Gross! I don't need to see your cock, I don't need a visual of you're engagement. But I am happy that you fucked a bitch!" Jace said leaving.
Brian waited till he heard the door closed and then he dashed into Ryan's room when he was bombarded with his clothes.
"Thanks, baby," Brian said. "My ass on the line. But you leaving me a goodbye present wasn't great."
"Obviously since you know, you just love fucking the bitch of this mansion."
"Sorry about that."
"Why are you sorry? I haven't heard a good lie in forever! It was so hilarious just listening to it through my door wasn't bad enough. I can't believe people think you're straight."
"Hey, I can play off as a straight man any day."
"Really? Because with the performance I just saw makes me really think that you are straight. So please leave me to my sexual pleasures. Go find the bitch this mansion, please."
Brian began to stroke his cock and he bit his lip.
"What do you think you're doing, boy?"
"I found the bitch of this mansion. Can I stay?"
Ryan walked towards him and stroked his hair.
"Don't you have to leave though? Didn't Jace just come for you?"
"I think he would understand if I was a little late. And you're already naked anyways."
"I was getting ready to go to bed."
"Really? While the sun is out, I don't think so. I think you want this as much as I do."
"Well then, let's not keep you waiting."
Brian agreed as he shut the door behind him.