"She would be twenty-four today." He replies to no one inparticular.
Taking a long swig from his imported bottle of Mescal, he laughs coldly.
"Happy, happy birthday, baby."

Jason stares at him, unsure of what to say. He'd seen his friend in this
condition before, but this time he seemed somewhat different. "How much
have you had to drink?"

"Am I still breathing?" Sonny asks staring at the crackling flames.

"Yes."

"Then not nearly enough." He answers as he takes another swig from the
bottle, immune to it's sting. He looks up at his room mate and grins
broadly. "Pardon my ill manners, would you like a drink?"

Taking the bottle, he settles next to the fire and tips the bottle to
his lips, letting the liquid ease down his throat.

"She called for you." Sonny says as he studies his friend's reaction. "I
heard the wedding was beautiful."

"I wouldn't know, I stayed away." Jason replies coldly as he takes
another drink.

"You watched from the church. Carly married him, must hurt like a son of
a bitch." Sonny says as he takes the bottle back and nurses another
swallow. "Women are the root of all evil  you know."

Jason says nothing as he slips off his leather jacket. The heat from the
fire has taken it's toll as he wipes the beads of sweat from his
forehead.

"They are, if they weren't neccessary for the survival of our species
I'd say get rid of them all." Handing the bottle back, his words begin
to slur. "Of course, bed time wouldn't be as much fun without them."

"You're drunk." Jason says before taking another sip from the bottle.
"You should probally stop."

Sonny chuckles as he reaches out and touches Jason's cheek. "What else
would you have me do? She's dead, I'm lonely, horny, and I miss her."

Jason stares into his friend's smoldering brown eyes and longs to ease
his pain. Thinking back to the vision of Carly and A.J. leaving the
church, his desire to ease his own pain becomes increasingly aware.
"There are other women." Jason says half heartedly.

"None of them are Brenda. I fucked up, Jase. I let her go and now I sit
here, with a bottle, a fire, and you. Not that I mind your company, but
there are some things even you can't do for me." Sonny says as he feels
Jason's hand rest on his knee.

"I can do anything you ask me too." Jason says softly.

Sonny hesistates for a moment before replying. "I don't think you
understand."

Jason says nothing as he moves from the fireplace ledge and kneels
before Sonny.  He looks up at him, his blue eyes boring into his friend
before saying, "I understand perfectly. Stand up."

Sonny rises, lost in the alcohol and his need to forget her as he feels
Jason unzip his pants and pull them over his strong legs. Jason wastes
no time in freeing his organ from his grey silk boxers, taking it in his
hand as he begins to stroke it slow and easy. Sonny allows a soft moan
to escape his lips as he closes his eyes when Jason takes the head of
his cock into his mouth.

Remembering the way Carly gave him head, Jason sucks and licks at
Sonny's swelled prick, his tongue brushing quickly over the tip as his
right hand works the long, thick dick in and out of his mouth. He slowly
begins to apply more pressure before pulling the throbbing shaft out of
his mouth. He runs his tongue over Sonny's dick, before taking him deep
into his mouth and letting his cock rest against his throat.

Sonny's breathing becomes ragged as he runs his finger's through Jason's
blond hair, pushing him up and down on his prick, unable to resist
controlling the rythym.

Jason grabs on to Sonny's firm ass to steady himself as he feels Sonny
quicken the pace of his strokes. His salty pre cum slides down his
throat as Sonny begins to grunt. "Pull back, Jason. I'm not going to
last much longer."

Jason refuses, tightening the pressure around Sonny's dick as he begins
to milk his prick of his orgasmic juices.

Sonny shudders as he reaches his peak, opening his eyes to find Jason
kissing the tip of his now limp cock. "Jason...." He says only to feel
Jason's lips around his prick once again. Sonny gently pulls Jason away
from his cock and smiles down at him. "Let's go upstairs." He whispers,
helping Jason up to his feet. In a moment of tenderness, he pulls him
close, wrapping his arms around him as he breathes in Jason's cologne.

Jason returns the embrace, his fingers gently tug at Sonny's curly brown
hair as he cups Sonny's face in his hands and presses his lips against
his friends. He doesn't know why, but the need for intimacy is
overwhelming. He is shocked when Sonny not only returns the kiss, but
deepens it as his tongue slips past Jason's lips, slowly exploring and
savoring his taste.

Sonny breaks the kiss, brushing his hand across Jason's cheek as he says
softly. "Come on, let's go upstairs." Jason follows Sonny up the stairs,
making their way into Sonny's beautifully decorated bedroom, he takes a
deep breath. This is it, they are crossing the line between friends and
lovers and unlike with Carly, he has no fears. He loves Sonny, more
importantly he trusts him.  When Sonny closes the door to the room, he
gives Jason a grin. "You certain you want to stay?"

"Yeah, do you want me too?" Jason asks as Sonny comes up from behind
him, wrapping his arms around his mid section.

"Oh yeah, I'm sure. I ain't never done this before, Jason." Sonny admits
as he slowly circles him, his hands tug Jason's tight blue t-shirt over
his head, revealing his sculptured chest. "There is no one else I would
want to do this with, ya know."

"Yeah, I know." Jason says before breathing in a sharp breath as Sonny
begins to trail kisses over his rippled chests, his soft kisses send
electric currents through him as he begins to tremble.

"You okay?" Sonny asks as he pulls away. "Jason, I didn't mean to push."
He takes a step back and exhales the breath he didn't realize he'd been
holding.

"I'm fine." Jason assures him. "I didn't realize how much I'd been
wanting this." He admits as Sony nods his head.

"I know, same here." He walks over to the bed and lays down, patting the
spot beside him, he says. "Come here."

Jason slides up onto the bed beside him, laying on his side, so that he
faces him. "You've wanted me?"

"Yeah." Sonny whispers, trailing his finger tip over the outline of
Jason's face. "I don't think I realized just how much, until now. Maybe
that's why Carly drove me so crazy, cause I knew she was gonna come
between us."

"I would never choose anyone over you, Sonny." Jason vows. "Not even
Robin." He sighs. "Why didn't I realize this before now, things could
have been different."

"Yeah, they could have." Brushing a stray lock of Jason's hair from his
forehead, he grins. "But, why waste time worrying about things that
could of happened, when we could concentrate on things that are in the
here now." Sonny moves closer to him as he runs his hands over his
chest. "I want you, Jason." He whispers as he slowly unzips the other
man's jeans, Jason sucks in a breath as he feels his pants lowered.
"This won't work, get up."

Jason rises from the bed as Sonny moves to a sitting position infront of
him. He continues to pull Jason's pants down and quickly follows by
lowering Jason's blue boxers. "Step out of them." He instructs as Jason
quickly obeys. Cupping Jason's long, thick cock in his hand he begins to
stroke  him. "What do you want, Jase?"

"You." He whispers, his steel blue eyes boring into him.

"Do you want me to go down on you?" Sonny asks, delighting in the smile
Jason gives him.

"Yes." Jason watches as Sonny's perfect, full lips wrap around his cock,
tenderly taking him into his mouth. His suckling is unlike anything he
experienced with Carly or Robin. Sonny's tongue slowly glides over the
length of his shift, teasing the very tip with slow, circular lap that
send waves of pleasure rippling through his body. He slowly pushes him
deeper into his mouth, his one hand hold him steady, stroking him in a
slow motion in and out of his hot mouth, his other hand massages his
sac. He lurches forward when Sonny suddenly takes him quick and hard all
the way into his mouth and holds him there, increasing the suction
around his cock.

"Sonny!" He says breathily.

Sonny drops his hold on Jason's balls and reaches behind Jason to cup
his firm, taut, globes in his hand, squeezing as he slowly pulls back on
his rock hard cock. When Jason grabs on to his hair and begins to try
and work him up and down on his cock, he draws back on his hand swats
his ass sharply, before pulling completely away from his dick. "Don't do
that."

Rubbing the his ass, Jason looks at him with confusion. "What?"

"I am making love to you, don't try and alter my rhythm or speed. Relax
and let me do this the way i want too." Sonny says softly. "Turn
around." Jason turns his back to him, as Sonny gently rubs the cheek he
slapped. "Did I hurt you?"

"No." Jason whispers. "I'm okay."

"Lay down on the bed, Jason." Sonny instructs as Jason does as he is
asked.  Kneeling between Jason's legs, he grabs his cock in his hand and
begins to slowly stroke him as he takes just the tip into his mouth,
teasing him with soft laps of his rough tongue. He watches as Jason
grips on to the sheets to keep from grabbing at his hair. When his blue
eyes close as he nears orgasm, Sonny pulls away. "Open your eyes and
look at me." He says softly as Jason meets his heated gaze. "I want to
see you when you come." Returning to the task at hand, he raises himself
up to his knees as he begins to glide his mouth up and down on Jason's
cock. The strokes are slow as he savors the feel the Jason's fleshy
organ in his mouth.

Jason groans as he feels his hips sway from side to side, meeting
Sonny's seductive rhythm. A growl catches in his throat as Sonny begins
a faster pace, concentrating on lapping at the head of his cock as he
applies firmer pressure to his shaft. A few well measured strokes later,
he's rewarded with Jason's climax, as he milks him clean. Gasping, Jason
pulls Sonny to him, wrapping his arms around his new lover as he comes
down from his high.