The sound of Starting over- Ch.2
Warning this story contains underage sex of the same sex! So if it's not legal where you are back out now! This story is completely fiction! All characters are made up with made up names! They are not supposed to represent anyone I know! Please do not copy or paste this story without my permission! Thanks and enjoy!
I make my way down to the kitchen to see what kind of food they left for me, there was a note on my bedside table saying they let me sleep that there would be food in the microwave, so I decided to take a quick shower before eating so I just tossed on some briefs, not like anyone is up the house is so damn silent.
I make my way into the kitchen catching the corner of the counter and I let out a hiss, I need to find a light. I don't even know where anything is in this fucking kitchen. I follow the digital clock on the stove hoping that there will be a vent light above it.
My luck there is and flipping it on and the light flickers on. I read the clock again I didn't think it would be 2:30am. I see the microwave and sure enough there is a plate of food. It looks like lasagna. I hit the timer on it to warm it up. I hop onto the counter to wait for the timer to go off.
I damn near have a heart attack as the main kitchen light comes on. I jump a little as I see the other person in the room. "Sorry didn't mean to scare you." Chandler says grabbing a bottle water from the fridge.
"Maybe you could warn someone next time, damn near gave me a heart attack." I tell him.
I watch as he walks to the stool and sit, "I didn't expect anyone to be up at this hour." He says taking a drink.
"Yeah well I was hungry." I tell him.
I felt his eyes on me, kind of making me feel self-conscious of me sitting on the counter in just my briefs. Finally the microwave dings, and I grab my food from it. I start looking at the drawers for a fork. "third one to your left." I hear him say.
Sure enough that's where all the silverware was. "Thanks." I mumble.
He is still looking directly at me, I could tell he didn't sleep well he had dark circles underneath his glasses, he was wearing pajamas and a tank top. "Why are you up?" I ask, grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge.
He just shrugs, "couldn't sleep."
I sit on the stool right next to him, I see his has shifted. "So you just wander the house and scare people?"
"Why are you always such a dick?" he asks.
I just smile at this, "It's what I am good at."
"Figures." Is all he says.
"What the hell does that mean?" I ask getting defensive.
He just laughs, "Nothing you wouldn't understand."
"Try me."
"That you would say it's what I am good at, I dont know you, but I know how lucky you are. You are going to have everything here. An amazing mother and step dad and two cool brothers, but I am sure you will take it for granted, because that probably isn't good enough for Landon."
His hostility takes me by surprise, "I know you spend more time here than at your own house Chandler, but trust me don't feel threatened I'm not trying to compete for whatever fucking attention that Hank and Helen give you here since you obviously don't get it at your own house."
I know I hit a soft spot because I saw him flinch, "Careful Landon wouldn't want it to sound like you are jealous that they give me attention."
This leaves me speechless he takes another swig of his water, "I can play your game too Landon."
"Congratulations, then." I tell him.
He shakes his head, "dude look I don't know what happened or why you are here but you have a pretty great family that wants to accept you, but your too damn hell bent on being such a fucking dick that you won't give them the time of day. I have tried to be nice I think we could be friends, but I see that you are too immature. So you want to be left alone fine, I will stop trying to be nice and leave you alone. One other thing you don't know shit about my home life others aren't as fortunate as you maybe you should take that into account and wash your dish when you're done no one needs to be picking up after you." He says and walks away from me.
I laugh was this kid serious? I put away my dirty dishes into the dishwasher and my conscious gets the best of me, I trail after him. I know he went up the stairs, I see a light on in a room so I assume it's him.
I open the door slowly I don't want to risk knocking and waking the whole damn house up. I peek in and no one is in the room but there is a huge window open. I walk to it and look out and I see him sitting on the roof.
I climb out the window, and sit next to him. "What are you doing out here?" I ask.
He just shrugs, "I could ask you the same thing."
"Well I kind of felt like a dick, and wanted to say I am sorry."
He laughs, "Wow maybe you are human after all."
"Don't tell anyone I have a reputation to keep." I say smiling bumping his shoulder.
"Secret is safe with me." He says looking at me.
I felt that his gaze lingered on me to long, I know I had to look damn good sitting here in just my briefs hell I know my package was on display as well, but I seriously doubt Chandler was gay, fuck I'm not even gay. But if by chance he was and he wanted to get me off I wouldn't mind I haven't got my rocks off in a bit.
"So why are you up here?" I ask again.
"It's a good place to think." He says.
"About what?"
"Everything, and anything you can think of." He laughs at this.
"You are a weird one." I tell him.
"I get that a lot, but hey that's what makes me so interesting."
I don't comment on it. I wait for him to say something else but he doesn't, I get it why this is his place to come and think about things, you can see the whole neighborhood and all the lights it was pretty nice up here.
"Nervous to start school?" I hear him ask.
"Not really looking forward to it, but hell maybe it will be cool to know other people here. Still kind of holding out that my father will change his mind."
"Do you think he will?"
"No." I say and get up and tell him I am headed to bed.
I climbed back into the window, and made my way back to "my room" shutting the door I locked it. I didn't want to be rude again, but honestly I didn't want to talk about me having to move here. I lay back on the bed I don't understand how the hell he got more out of me, than I did him. I wanted to know a little more about him, but that didn't happen.
I aint going to hang myself up on it, I look around the room it isn't as bad as I thought it would have been. I run my hand over my abs letting it slip up to my left nipple and I give it a gentle pinch. I start to feel myself get hard, and I lift my butt up so I can slide my briefs off.
My five and half inch prick hits my lower stomach, I spread my legs out. I run my hand through my closely trimmed pubes. I take my hard dick in my hand and give it a squeeze letting out a soft moan. It won't take me long to get off tonight it has been a long time since I came. I start pumping on my prick going faster and slower, to make the feeling as intense as possible. I bite my lip from the ecstasy I was feeling.
I take my left hand gently tug on my sac, that was drawing closer to my body. I take my hand off my dick, not wanting to blow my load just yet. But the toe curling sensation didn't want to leave so I place my hand back on my dick, and continue to jerk off rapidly.
I could feel it in my nut sack, and the pit of my stomach I let out a loud moan and buck my hips up as the first three shots of cum hit my chest, I keep jerking milking the rest of my cock, and spasm as my dick gets sensitive. I release my dick, and lay my head back and take a deep breath. I look to my left at the side table there is a box of tissues. This makes me chuckle cause someone has a sense of humor.
I hear a knock at the door, I just grunt and turn over. There is another knock "Leave me alone!" I yell.
The door opens; I still have my back to them. "Sweetie come on get up. We are going to the mall." I hear my mom tell me.
"I don't want to go." I mumble.
"Well you have too. Hank is gone, and Liam and Jake both at practices so it's just You, Chandler and I. So we are going to the mall I know you need more clothes for school. "
"Can't we go another day?"
"No, so come on get up I will make some eggs." She says finally leaving my room.
I grumble some more and get up and pad my way to the bathroom to relieve this piss hard on. It is the most difficult challenge to piss when you have a hard on. I finish up and flush the toilet. I splash water on my face and make my way to my closet.
Helen might be right I do need more clothes my father didn't pack half of my shit. I pick out the jeans that have a shredded leg and hole in the knee. My favorite pair I am surprised my father even packed them he hated when I wore them.
I slip my briefs on and the jeans, I had to look for my belt, because these jeans hung really low on my waist. I cannot tell you how many times these jeans got me laid. I pick out a light baby blue polo and throw it on with some deodorant.
I slide on my vans and grab my hat putting it on backwards. I flip the light off shutting my door. I walk into the kitchen and Chandler is eating a plate of eggs. I glance over at him he has on cargo shorts and a black shirt and some vans that slip on similar to mine. "How do you like your eggs?" My mom asks.
"I don't like eggs. I do like coffee though." I tell her.
"Well you already missed the coffee so I can cook up something else?"
"Im good." I tell her sitting next to chandler at the bar.
"Back to being emotionless?" he asks.
"Better than acting like a pussy." I tell him.
"Landon language!" my mom says.
"Sorry Helen." I tell her and smirk at Chandler.
I can see ser tense up that I don't call her mom. Honestly I feel that she lost that name a long time ago when she left me and never came back. "Guess our talk had no effect on you at all." Chandler whispers.
"I have no idea what you are talking about." I tell him.
He gets up and washes his plate off and thanks Helen. "You ready to go?" she asks looking at me.
"Since I can't stay here I guess I am."
I get up and she looks me over, "Those jeans need to be thrown out."
"Not a chance of that happening." I tell her.
She just shakes her head. I follow her and Chandler out into the garage and into my mom's car.
I wished I had my phone right now; I could at least keep in touch with my friends. Fuck this sucked, if I was back at home I could be making money or getting high. Instead I am in this bullshit situation that sucks. "So would you want to get frozen yogurt after the mall?" My mom asks.
"I'm not ten...oh wait you wouldn't know what I like when I was ten you took off." I tell her.
"That sounds good Mrs. G." Chandler chimes in.
I roll my eyes and I can fell his eyes on me. "Of course it sounds good to you." I tell remark.
"It's on then Chandler, whether or not my ungrateful son wants to join us is up to him."
I don't comment on this, so she has some sarcasm, I just keep looking out of the window as them two start chatting about random things. I do start paying attention when she mentions Chandler's Sister.
"Is she still with that Luis guy?" My mom asks.
"Yeah she doesn't want to leave him..."
"I'm sorry sweetie like I said the house is always open for you. You still have the spare key right?"
"Yes Ma'am and thank you. I haven't really seen her in the last week she hasn't been home."
"Not at all?"
"No Ma'am not at all, that's why I kind of came to hang out at the house this weekend."
"Sweetie you are welcome anytime, you do realize it's supposed to get cold here next week, do you have warmer clothes?"
"I will be ok." He says.
"This weather sucks dick, it's hot now but supposed to be cold next week?" I say.
"Welcome to Florida in the winter." Chandler chimes in.
I roll my eyes, "Yeah well Florida sucks ass."
"LANDON! I will not tell you again about your language!" My mom yells.
I just smirk, "Look we are all old enough Jake isn't around."
"It's out of respect for your mother." Chandler chimes in.
I don't even say anything to him, only because my mother will agree with him. I know when to pick my battles and when to let shit go, and this was one of those things to let go.
We get to the mall, and my mom steers us into American Eagle. My mom tells me to pick out 3 pairs of shorts and 2 jeans. I don't argue, fuck it she wants to spend money might as well take advantage of it.
I am browsing the jeans I can't decide what ones I want, I like the slim fight but hate the skinny ones, I like the kind I have on as well. One of the employees walks over to me and picks up a pair. "These will look fantastic on you." She says smiling.
I take them from her, and smile. "You think?"
"Oh yeah, you have the body for them." She flirts back.
"You interested then?" I say smirking.
This causes her to blush, "it's possible."
"I like those who put up a little chase."
She blushes some more. "You should try them on."
"You should come in the changing room with me I might have a problem getting these jeans off." I say.
As she is about to reply my mom walks up, "Hello Kelsey. I see you have met my 15 year old son Landon."
"Hey, Mrs. Greenfield. Yeah I was just suggesting some jeans for him." Kelsey says backing off a lot.
I mentally cuss Helen out. "Yeah I think I will get them."
"How is Liam?" Kelsey asks my mom.
"He is good, well Kelsey we have to get going more shopping to get done. Just because you and Liam broke up doesn't mean you have to be a ghost I miss having a girl around the house."
"I will stop by sometime soon." She says and you can tell she looks uncomfortable.
"You definitely should." I say smiling .
My mom takes the clothes from me, and two hoodies, and two other pair of jeans. I figured she must be buying Chandler some clothes. I toss her a hoodies as well.
"You know Kelsey won't flirt with you now." Chandler tells me coming up from behind me.
"Why not I had her thinking about going into the changing room." I tell him smirking.
"Dude she is almost eighteen, and your brothers ex."
"Step-brother. Dude she is hot I want to hit that, and besides she couldn't resist me."
He just shakes his head. "Hey look I can get you a girl you just can't be all innocent acting dude." I tell him.
He blushes, "No I am good thanks."
"Your loss but I suggest you get laid." I tell him.
"You have?" he asks.
"He has what?" my mom walks back over carrying bags giving one to Chandler and to me.
"Rode a horse, he was asking how life was in Texas." I tell her giving him a look.
"Oh you have rode a horse before I didn't know that Landon." She says, I swear she looks like she won something learning this from me.
"Yeah lots of times a few time bareback but I don't really suggest that." I say looking at Chandler knowing he knows what I am really talking about.
"I am sure that makes you sore." My mom says clueless to what I am really talking about.
We go to a few more stores, and she made me get more clothes. After a few more hours and a trip to the car we are done. I hate shopping and don't want to do this anymore. "Sorry boys I have to run back in and get one more thing you both can wait in the car." My mom says handing Chandler the keys.
We both get in and don't say anything to each other at first. "Don't get mad, but why do you treat your mom like shit?" he asks.
"Tell me about your family first and I will tell you about mine, cause my mom isn't some saint." I tell him.
He doesn't say anything so the silence resumes between us. My mom comes back to the car, and hands me a white bag. "Here you go sweetie."
I open it and it's a new I-phone 5s. "Thanks." I say not sure what to actually say I wasn't expecting this.
That is the end of chapter two I hope you have all been enjoying it so much! Next chapter will be set in Chandler's POV that way we can get a well rounded view on him. What do you guys think of Landon, and Chandler?