Part 13

Justin moaned as he straddled Josh, his arms around his neck, as he rode Josh with almost a feverish intensity. Josh pulled him closer, kissing him passionately, swallowing all of Justin's moans.

"You like that, huh? You like riding me? You feel so good." Josh moaned, pushing his hips up as Justin ground down. Justin's head rolled back, and Josh latched on to his neck, licking down to the collarbone before giving it a playful nip. One of Josh's hands stroked Justin's hip while the other went to his dick, stroking Justin in time to the thrusts.

"Josh, I can't…" Justin began, words lost as orgasm took him and he came all over his and Josh's chests. Only three more thrusts before Josh was coming as well deep inside Justin.

They lay beside each other spent and covered in sweat. Justin buried his face in Josh's neck. "I'm really going to miss you." Justin told him, trying his hardest to keep his tears out of his voice.

Josh smiled, pecking Justin on the lips. It was only two weeks until the end of the school year, and then Josh would be graduating and Justin would be going back home to Tennessee. "Hey, Tennessee isn't that far from Florida." Josh reassured him. "And I'll be at Harvard. So, I'll only be thirty miles away when you do come back next year. I'll come pick you up on the weekends. Now, come on and get dressed, and I'll be nice and treat you to lunch."

Justin laughed. "Lunch is included in our tuition. So, I believe that my parents are treating me to that."

As they were getting dressed, a knock on the door interrupted them. Justin answered it, and in front of him stood a tall handsome man with sandy blonde hair and hazel eyes. He leaned against the doorway at seeing Justin and gave him a predatory smile. "Hey, who are you?" he asked Justin, looking him up and down.

"Hey, Justin, who is…" Josh stopped and grew pale at the sight at his door. He grabbed Justin by his arm and pushed him out the room, shielding Justin from the stranger. "Justin, go to your room." Josh commanded. Justin opened his mouth to protest, but Josh pinned him with a sharp gaze. "Now." he ordered, and that combined with the look on his face, took all the argument out of Justin, and he left obediently.

As soon as Justin was out of his sight, Josh turned and stared menacingly at the stranger. "Andrew, what the fuck are you doing here?" Josh sneered, his hands balled in fists.

Andrew laughed softly. "You don't seem too happy to see me Joshua. Can't I come and see an old friend?"

"Sure, but I hope you know that you and I will never be friends. So, if I'm that old friend you're talking about you're sadly mistaken."

Andrew lifted up a hand to touch Josh's face, but Josh recoiled from it. Andrew shrugged and returned his hand to his side. "So, that boy you had in here was really beautiful. You said his name was Justin? You've got good taste. I wouldn't mind trying that ass on for size."

Josh blanched at Andrew's casual mention of Justin. "Leave him alone, Andrew. Don't you dare touch him," Josh protested, his stomach turning as he thought about Andrew doing to Justin all the things that he done to him. Andrew chuckled.

"He's a big boy, Josh. If he decides that he'd rather be underneath me, then that's his decision."

"Decision? Yeah, right. I know about your type of decisions Andrew. You're the only one making them. Then you force people to go along with it." Josh hissed through clenched teeth.

"Well, he might need some…persuasion. But I can handle that." He leaned in close to Josh and whispered, "I'm here all week. Maybe he could entertain me while I'm here."

Josh suppressed the urge to back away. "Don't touch him. You hear me? You touch him and I'll make sure that you regret it." Josh threatened.

Andrew looked at Josh, surprised. "When did you become such a bad ass? I've got to tell you Joshua, this new attitude of yours is kind of a turn on." Then his smile twisted into a sneer. "How about this? I see the kid means a lot to you, so I won't touch him. So, why don't you take his place? It's been a long time and I've missed the way you used to writhe under me. The little noises you made."

Josh recoiled back as if hit. "Get the fuck out of my room." he spat out. Andrew shrugged his shoulders and chuckled before leaving. And though Josh tried to ignore it, he couldn't stop his hands from shaking

_ _ _

Justin couldn't help but notice that Josh was very preoccupied. Justin still hadn't figured out who the blonde man was, and no one else seemed to know either. Josh was making sure that Justin stayed close to him, almost to the point of smothering him. And sometimes, when he was going to Josh's room, he saw Josh and the blonde engaged in heated discussions. Justin was always amazed by the fear and hatred that was reflected on Josh's face.

Josh was terrified. Every time Andrew saw him with Justin, he alluded to how much he'd like to have sex with Justin. And Josh knew Andrew well enough to know that if he was interested enough, he'd make it happen, whether Justin was a willing party or not. And from the looks Andrew kept shooting Justin, he was definitely interested.

Finally, Andrew came up to Josh and told him that he was tired of waiting. That he wanted either Josh or Justin in his bed and that he was leaving it up to Josh to decide which one. And Josh knew that he would die a million deaths before it'd ever be Justin.

Justin was heading back to his room when he saw Kevin and Lance in a corner, whispering to each other. This intrigued him. Lance hated Kevin almost as much as he hated Josh, and now here the two of them were, huddled in a corner, whispering like little girls sharing secrets. Justin eased around the corner, so they couldn't hear them, thinking he was going to hear the details of some secret love affair. What he heard though was much different.

"So, can he actually pull this off? Can he really get Josh to sleep with him?" Lance was asking.

"Of course!" was Kevin's answer. "Josh is still terrified of Andrew. He knows what he's capable of. And Andrew already told Josh that it's either him or Justin. And there's no way he's going to let Justin be prey for Andrew. He's going to do the noble thing and offer himself."

"And then, Justin will find out. And he'll never forgive Josh for cheating, and Josh will be too proud to tell him that he did it because he's afraid of Andrew." Justin could almost see Lance rubbing his hands together gleefully in a villain like pose. "This is perfect. So, when's this going to happen?"

"Tonight." Justin blanched at hearing Kevin's answer. He was tempted to go over and beat the two into a bloody pulp, but he had better things to do. How could Kevin deliver his best friend to his former rapist? What kind of friend would do such a thing?

_ _ _

Down the hall, Andrew was looking intently at Josh as he stripped for him. Josh's shaking hands faltered at the buttons, and he took a deep breath. Get a grip, he thought. You either do this or Andrew's going to have Justin do this instead. That horrible thought got his fingers to working and he stripped down to his boxers, Andrew looking in awe.

"You're still so beautiful." Andrew murmured, as he got from the bed. "I'm really going to enjoy this tonight." He ran his hand across Josh's chest, as Josh forced his mind to that dark detached place that he had practically lived in when he and Andrew had been together. He was almost there when his door was kicked open and there stood Justin, baseball bat in hand.

"Get away from him or I'll bash your skull in." Justin threatened as he brandished the bat. Andrew stepped away from Josh, his eyes wide. He saw that Justin meant business, so he grabbed his jacket and began to back out of the door.

"You come back again and I swear I'll kill you. I won't think twice about it." Justin told him, pointing the bat in his direction. Andrew left the room, and Justin dropped the bat, cradling Josh's face in his hands. "Are you crazy? I know all he did to you. Why would you give yourself to him like that?" Justin asked him.

Josh closed his eyes and pressed his face in Justin's curls, breathing them in. "Because he said that he'd do those things to you. And I know how it would be, and I would die before I would let him hurt you like he hurt me." A smile crossed Josh's face. "But I certainly didn't expect you to come barging in here with a baseball bat. How did you know?"

"I heard Lance and Kevin talking. Apparently, they set up the whole thing. As soon as I heard what was going on, I had to stop it. I couldn't let you go through that again. I was prepared to kill him with that bat if I had to."

Josh hauled Justin into his arms, holding him tightly. "God, I love you," he breathed.

Justin's heart stopped. He loved him. Justin had been stopping himself from saying that for months, and now Josh was saying it to him.

"I love you, too." Justin told him, holding him tightly. "I'm so in love with you."

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