Continuation from TFLN - (for thenewnormal)

[neverlooksaway]

He doesn't reply because he's spotted Alex, and, yes, he's eager for whatever they end up doing, but he really is a tiny bit concerned Alex thinks he doesn't want people to know, like he's ashamed of it or something. He's a bit confused, still, because it's so new and nothing he had any inkling of he started noticing Alex, but he's not ashamed of it.

It's just...theirs. And in the Summer of Awful, he needs something good.

Still, his smile is bright with relief that Alex isn't really upset with him, as he pulls up next to him, and reaches across to open the passenger door.

"Wanna go for a ride?"

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[thenewnormal]

He was smiling. Alex loved that smile, all eager and warm. As soon as he was in, before he'd even turned to sit properly, he leaned over and kissed Michael. His dad already knew and any other homophobic asshole they came across could go fuck themselves. Michael was his and he wasn't aharing. Whatever this was, however this ended up, this moment right here was perfect and he wasn't going to let anyone ruin it, not again.

And then he couldn't help but let his fingers roam for a minute to see if Michael was really as hard as he'd been claiming.

[neverlooksaway]

Michael leaned eagerly into the kiss, resting his right hand against Alex’s neck to keep him there as he deepened the kiss. He gave a breathless laugh against Alex’s lips when that questing hand slid downward - he was just as hard as he’d said and arched up a little.

Honestly, all he had to do was think about Alex and he got hard, but with all the talk of hand and blow jobs, his jeans were downright uncomfortable.

He broke the kiss reluctantly, giving Alex another grin. “Hi.”

[thenewnormal]

"Told you I didn't care." He slipped into his seat fully and shut the door behind him so Michael could actually drive, but returned a hand to Michael's erection, stroking him through the jeans. He still couldn't believe this was happening. It seemed like just yesterday that Michael had been the crush he couldn't help forming on the straight guy. He'd even tried for a kiss on the off chance...but Michael had turned his head at the last minute and it was probably the nicest let down he'd ever get.

Except that Michael wasn't entirely straight and they had kissed later and now, except for Alex's bastard of a father, it was good. Things were good.

He flicked open the button to Michael's fly. Very good. "Now drive. I'm not risking Sheriff Valenti's wrath in town."

[neverlooksaway]

Michael caught his breath at the continued brush of fingers and was pretty sure this would get them both killed. Or, no. If they got in trouble on the road, he could get them out of it. Might mean telling Alex what he was, which was probably uncool, given what Isobel had done to Liz, but...Alex wasn’t just a crush. This was real.

He took a shaky breath and shifted the truck into drive. It was trickier, with his hand in its makeshift splint, but he’d been adapting. Pulling back onto the road, he gave Alex another grin.

“So, I probably shouldn’t speed, huh?” He’d at least given some thought where to go. “You ever been out to Foster Ranch?”

[thenewnormal]

"Where people claim the UFO landed?" Yeah, he'd lived here long enough that he knew the stories. "Never been." And really, he didn't care where Michael was going so long as they didn't taken an hour to get there. He flicked at the button to Michael's fly, but didn't actually open it.

"And just so you know, this isn't coming open until we're out of town." He really did want to see if he could do what he'd said he'd do without getting them both killed. He just also didn't want to get them arrested for public indecency. At least out in the desert they had the illusion of privacy.

[neverlooksaway]

"Yeah. I go out there a lot." Which was random-sounding, probably, and weird, but if Michael couldn't tell Alex the whole truth, he wanted to tell him as much as he could.

He chuckled. "That's probably a good idea. If I start swerving in town, that's sure to catch Valenti's attention." But the flicking motion was distracting in and of itself.

He had the windows rolled down, and rested his left arm on his, figuring that keeping his hand out of the way was a good plan. "The radio works, if you want to find something on it."

[thenewnormal]

"Or we could talk." Alex's hand stopped moving and he couldn't help but glance at the hand leaning against the window. "I would have thought that'd be in a cast. And are you sure you don't want to press charges?" Because sure, Michael had been the one to go after his dad first, but there was shoving someone back to stop them yelling and crushing someone's hand with a hammer.

He couldn't wait to get out of this place. Roswell was nice enough, but as long as his father was here, it would never feel like home.

[neverlooksaway]

"Talking's good..." Though this wasn't a comfortable subject, with all the secrets around it. He glanced at Alex, then focused on the road, hating that he had to lie. "Can't afford the ER visit. It's splinted, at least." And he couldn't go to the doctors, couldn't risk that.

The fingers on his right hand drummed on the steering wheel a bit. "And, I don't think pressing charges would do much good. I mean, he's an upstanding member of the community, a member of the military. And I'm a vagrant kid, living in my truck, tossed out of foster and group homes for being 'difficult.' Aren't he and Sheriff Valenti friends? I learned a long time ago, I'm not the guy people believe about stuff like this. It only makes things worse."

True enough. None of his foster parents or the leaders of the group homes had ever gotten in trouble for what they did to Michael. And none of them were nearly as respected in the community as Alex's dad.

[thenewnormal]

Yeah, maybe his hand on Michael's dick didn't seem like a good idea after that. At least not until they recaptured the mood they'd had before he'd gotten into the car. He'd put his foot in his mouth but he couldn't help it. It was just wrong that his dad got to get away with it and Michael had to live with the pain.

"Well if he comes near you again, let me know."

He'd been frozen the day it happened, but he wouldn't freeze again.

[neverlooksaway]

Michael would disagree that Alex's hand on his dick was a bad idea--it was an excellent idea, a perfect distraction from his own rambling bringing the mood down. He gave Alex a wry smile.

"I'm more worried about you. You have to live with him." And that worried Michael sick, wondeirng what Jesse Manes would do to his son. Alex had said it was bad, and Michael had seen him ready to go after Alex.

"Unless you wanna come share my truck," he said in a hurry to move on to something happier. "Though I can't recommend it for predictability or stability."

[thenewnormal]

Alex chuckled softly. "But I'd have such a warm bed. Eager, too. And that mouth." There was still a lingering cloud, but teenage hormones didn't give a fuck about clouds. He glanced around and decided they were far enough away from the town. He moved his hand back to the front of Michael's jeans and rubbed him again.

"That mouth drives me to distraction." He undid the front of Michael's jeans, keeping an eye out every once in a while to make sure they weren't veering off in any direction.

"I've been thinking about it ever since the movie theater." He'd even told Maria about that kiss without naming names. Coming out wasn't a thing that should be done for someone else. And besides, at that point it had just been a kiss. An amazing, spectacular kiss, but just a kiss.

[neverlooksaway]

"You would," Michael agreed, and tried not to think about it too much--the two of them, off on their own. They could go anywhere, be anything. He couldn't just leave, of course--he had to keep watch on Isobel--but it was a really lovely fantasy, and, for a moment, he wanted to suggest it. Let them both just run away from the rest of their lives.

But even that fantasy faded as Alex went on, with hands and words just as wickedly distracting. He shivered and tightened his hand on the steering wheel. He swallowed, cast Alex a sideways glance with a smile before focusing on the road--he didn't care so much about himself, but he wasn't gonna wreck and let Alex get hurt.

"I was thinking about yours since the night you brought me the guitar in the shed," he admitted quietly, a flush creeping into his cheeks. Which was what had led to the museum kiss. "Kicked myself all night that I chickened out." He'd been confused; still wasn't really sure what this fierce attraction to Alex meant, honestly. As far as he knew, you were gay, or you were straight. But he still found girls hot, but he was downright obsessed with everything about Alex. Maybe it was an alien thing. He was fine just going with it, whatever it was or meant.

[thenewnormal]

Alex's hand was shaking a little. It was one thing to talk about doing it. It was even that one thing to do what he was doing. Teasing. But then he flicked open the button of Michael's jeans and he was moving past teasing. Michael made him feel bold, reckless even. That didn't mean he wasn't nervous doing the things he'd only fantasized about.

"Tell me," he said as he unzipped Michael's jeans and pulled his dick out. "Tell me what you thought about me doing." He'd been thinking about this ever since he'd teased it. About driving Michael to distraction when he could least afford it. He was going to get them both killed but, in an almost suicidal thought, better with Michael than however his father was going to manage it.

He stroked Michael slowly. He had plans to go down on Michael in a minute, but he wanted to hear what Michael's answer was first. He was living his fantasy right here and he wanted to hear Michael's.

[neverlooksaway]

Michael gasped as Alex's hand curled around him, started to stroke, and he wondered, exactly, how he was supposed to come up with words right now. He wasn't great with them in the most conducive of circumstances, and all he wanted to do right now was luxuriate in the feel of Alex's hand on him.

"Uh..." He swallowed, and his cock twitched in Alex's hand. "Um...at first I just thought about the kissing. That I shouldn't have pulled away. That I should've leaned in. And then I imagined what it would've been like, if I had. How it would've been different." He wriggled, a little self-conscious, and also far too turned on by the touching. "I thought about this--you touching me, me touching you, and I realized I liked the idea of it, a lot. That was...about as far as I got..." Because he'd come, hard, just thinking about that.

"I wanted to find you and pull you into some corner and kiss you at school so bad." And that had shaken him in its own way, because he wasn't one to get crushes.

[thenewnormal]

"And after" Alex prompted. He was too intent on his stroking to grin, but it was kind of amazing to have Michael almost tongue-tied. He was used to the brash boy who always had a snappy comeback. Not that Alex would probably be any different, but it was the principle of the thing.

And now he wanted to know what Michael thought of after they'd had sex.

"Come on. What have you been jerking off to?"

He shifted a little in his own seat. He wasn't unaffected by what was going on, but he was a man on a mission.

[neverlooksaway]

"Jesus, Alex..." A whimper escaped Michael, one he had to bite his lip to keep from turning into an outright moan--he did have to keep driving here.

"What do you think? Everything..."

Replaying that afternoon over and over--at least until it went so wrong. That day was one of sharp contrasts--never having felt so good, never having felt so horrible. It was all highs and lows, and he tried so hard to hold on to the one and let go of the other. Thinking about Alex, about the Before of that day was all that had kept him remotely okay since.

[thenewnormal]

Alex waited until Michael glanced back over at him and then he deliberately licked his lips. He had no idea how long the drive was going to be and they might be there any minute, but he was going to get what he wanted before that. And then they were both going to get what they wanted either during or after the drive.

"C'mon, Michael. You give me what I want and I'll give you what you want."

And if it was something Alex wanted, oh well. Alex got it all, apparently.

[neverlooksaway]

The truck swerved a little at that lick. They were not gonna make it out to the ranch. Michael was gonna have to pull over way before then. He was already too hot, too flushed, his dick leaking, begging for more of what Alex was giving, begging for more of Ales.

"I just want you," he blurted out, then flushed and not from the heat, because, wow. Way to be over-eager, Guerin.

Trying to cover that sentimental gaffe, he found the words for the physical. "I think about that afternoon. What you felt like, tasted like, sounded like. I imagine what it'd be like if we did it the other way, switched...what that feels like."

Although, honestly, he didn't often get that far. He was a teenage boy--it didn't take a whole lot to get him there, as his leaking dick was proving right now.

[thenewnormal]

Alex's heart started racing when they swerved. Jesus, they were being so stupid, the both of them. He glanced back out on the road and tried to stop the feeling of his chest in his throat. But that could have been at the idea of being the one to fuck Michael. As soon as the car had jerked, he'd also stopped the motion of his hand, but he hadn't let go.

"If you're going to do that," he said when he thought he could actually catch his breath, "maybe we should wait until we get where we're going."

Except he didn't really want to stop now that he'd started.

[neverlooksaway]

Michael steadied the truck, glanced around, then gave Alex a sheepish grin. "Sorry. Though, I mean...I kept it on the road. I'll pay more attention..." His tone was a little bit wheedling, because, sure it was dangerous, but he could keep them safe, and, really. He didn't want Alex taking his hand away.

"It's still a ways away..."

As in, he really didn't want to wait.

[thenewnormal]

Alex thought about it for a minute and a slow grin formed on his face. "You know, I know of a good reason for you to keep the car steady." He'd thought about it before, teased Michael about it, but here was a reason. He licked his lips again. "Otherwise I'll bite your dick off."

He shifted position until he could properly bend over Michael and then carried through on his threat. Or was that his promise? He licked along the length of him and then started seeing exactly how much of Michael he could take in.

Dear god, let there be no potholes.

[neverlooksaway]

"That is a pretty good reason," Michael said with a grin, a grin that faltered when Alex bent over, and faded completely into a gasp as Alex's tongue ran up his length, and a choked moan as Alex swallowed him down.

It wasn't his first blow job or anything, but Alex's actually wanting to do it, the thrill of the situation, the way he wanted Alex in ways he'd never wanted anyone...his whole body shuddered as he gritted his teeth and tightened his grip on the wheel and made sure he was going the speed limit. He wanted to wind his fingers in Alex's hair, but he didn't have a hand free that worked well enough to do that, so he had to content himself with those sounds of appreciation.

"Holy shit..."

[thenewnormal]

Alex stopped, mouth still around Michael, when he heard the swear but relaxed again when he realized that Michael wasn't jerking the car around again. He hummed in approval and got back to the task at hand. It wasn't like he'd had a lot of experience before Michael and he couldn't do the kinds of things he'd seen on the internet. Deep-throating was beyond him.

But what he lost in lack of experience, he made up for in enthusiasm and where his mouth couldn't go, his hand filled in the empty space.

He moaned softly. Michael just tasted so good, Alex thought he could do this forever.

[neverlooksaway]

Michael did almost jerk the car as that hum vibrated against his dick, but managed to keep it steady, even as they sped up for a moment until he eased back off the accelerator. Between Alex's hand and his mouth, his dick was surrounded by Alex, and it was happier than it had ever been by that fact. He certainly had no complaints about Internet comparisons or lack of enthusiasm.

Turned out, enthusiasm counted for a lot.

The moan made him shiver again, and he echoed it. He was never gonna last at this pace, and he wasn't sure if that was embarrassing or a testament to how Alex drove him crazy and should be flattered. "Don't stop...please...Jesus..fuck..."

[thenewnormal]

Stopping was the last thing on his mind. If anything, he picked up the pace a little as the noises Michael was making sent soft jolts through him. His brow furrowed as he made the effort to go just that much deeper and suck just a little harder. He'd had the picture of what this was going to be like in his head and it was already better than that.

He moaned again, since Michael had seemed to like that, and kneaded his hand along the inside of Michael's thigh.

This damn car ride needed to be over because Michael needed to know what he tasted like. Perfection.