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Lord of the Rings Movies › General › Lord of the Ring Stars
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,489
Reviews:
1
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Currently Reading:
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This is work of fiction! I do not know the celebrity(ies) I am writing about, and I do not profit from these writings.
Friends with Benefits
Title: Friends with Benefits
they would NEVER do anything like this, but it turns me on to think about it,
and I think they would be cool with that.Warning: Real Person Fic
Summary: Dom and Billy are secretly pining for each
other, yada, yada, you know the drill, get to the sex already.
“Here ya go, Orli,” Dom said, holding up a tube labeled
“lubricant”.
“I said I needed ‘wax’, you wanker,” Orli tossed back,
rolling his eyes. “You know, for my surf board?”
“Ooooh,” Dom returned, feigning surprise. Then he took a
closer look at the tube. “You sure? It’s banana!”
Orlando just sighed and turned away, moving towards where
Elijah was perusing the magazine aisle. Behind him, Billy snickered and
smiled, making Dom grin even wider; he could always count on his best friend to
appreciate his humor. And whenever Billy smiled, Dom couldn’t help but feel
elated. It was almost like an addiction, that made him continuously crack
jokes.
Still smiling, Dom set the tube back on the shelf, not
noticing Billy move nearer.
“Hey, there’s all kind of flavors,” Dom observed. He turned
to tell Billy, only to find him standing very close. Dom’s breath caught in
his throat.
“Yeah,” Billy agreed, seemingly oblivious to Dom’s sudden
tension. “Look: strawberry, pineapple, chocolate…”
While Billy kept on enumerating the varieties, Dom fought to
control himself. They were supposed to be in this surf shop / convenience
store to get supplies for tomorrow morning, when the surfing was supposed to be
good. But instead he was discussing lube options with Billy.
Ah, Billy. His best friend. The man he’d had an immediate
connection with. The man whose eyes he could get lost in. The man who had
been causing increasing, disturbing, exciting feelings to rise in him. And
here they were discussing lube. Putting Billy and lube together caused all
sorts of feelings that Dom really couldn’t afford to feel, not if he wanted to
keep their friendship intact. No, he couldn’t risk what they had on what might
just be a passing carnal urge. He’d better keep his mouth shut.
“Billy,” Dom heard himself saying, internally cursing his
complete, lifelong inability to keep his mouth shut. “Do you think it’s
possible for friends to become lovers, but still stay friends?”
Dom tried to bite his tongue, but it was too late. Instead,
he feigned nonchalance. Maybe, with luck, Billy would think he was talking
about someone else. Maybe Orlando.
Then Billy looked up at him, and, very slowly, the corners
of his mouth turned up. Inside Dom’s head, a small, hopeful, terrified voice screamed
“He knows!”
“Definitely,” Billy said, with feeling. It took a moment
for Dom, flustered as he still was, to remember what question Billy was
answering, but when he did, his eyes grew just a tad bigger. Not so much
bigger that most people would notice. But Billy, standing as close as he was,
sure did.
“Yeah?” Dom asked, weakly, his voice coming out huskier than
he’d intended, all nonchalance forgotten.
“Yeah,” Billy affirmed. “If two good friends find that they
are mutually attracted to each other, I think they can include sex in their
relationship without ruining it. Don’t you?” And he did that raised eyebrow
face that made him look so innocent, and made Dom salivate.
“Yeah. Yeah, I think so,” Dom agreed, his voice stronger
now, his eyes on Billy’s beautiful bow lips.
“Right, then,” Billy said, dropping the innocent veneer for
a more calculating look. “What’s your favorite flavor?” And he turned back to
the rack of multi-flavored lube tubes.
Dom blinked, then smiled lopsidedly. “I dunno. I like
strawberry, but also chocolate.”
Billy nodded. “Both, then.” And choosing two tubes off the
shelf, he headed for the cashier.
Dom watched him go, looking a bit confused, but happily so.
Then, his hands in his pockets the only clue to his self-consciousness, he made
his way over to Lij and Orli.
“So, uh, I think we found what we need,” Dom said, not
meeting either pair of eyes that turned toward him. “See ya in the mornin’.”
He had already planned to stay the night at Billy’s place so they could head
out early to surf, hence they had shared a car for shopping.
“Yeah, okay, see ya,” Elijah answered, watching his friend
with a shrewd gaze. Orli just cocked an eyebrow and looked thoughtful as he
watched Dom walk toward Billy, who was holding a bag in one hand and waving
with the other. Lijah and Orli waved back as their friends headed out the door,
then turned to each other and smiled knowingly.
In the parking lot, Billy hopped in the driver’s seat, handing Dom
the bag before strapping on his seatbelt.
“Music?” Billy inquired as he started the engine. Dom
nodded and switched on the stereo, which promptly continued where it had left
off upon their arrival at the store. It was already on pretty loud, and though
Dom felt like they ought to be talking, he wasn’t quite sure what they should
say, so made no move to turn it down. Neither did Billy, as they pulled out of
the parking lot and headed for his house.
It was a short drive, so Dom’s nervousness had had time to
grow only a little when they arrived. They still didn’t speak as Billy went to
unlock the door, Dom following him, clutching the little bag.
Billy switched on a light, locked the door behind them, set
down his keys on a convenient table, then headed into the hallway. It was a
few moments before he realized Dom wasn’t right behind him, and he turned to
look back at the foyer. Dom was simply standing there, still holding the bag,
looking unsure.
“Come on, then,” Billy said gently, coming back to stand
near his younger friend. When Dom still didn’t move, he added “What’s wrong?”
“I-” Dom started, then swallowed and tried again. “Well-
It’s not as…how I thought it would be, I suppose. Not very…romantic.” As he
said it, he looked down and shuffled his feet, and a blush rose on his cheeks.
Billy smiled fondly and ran a comforting hand down Dom’s arm.
“Romantic, he wants? I can do romantic. Just give me five minutes. Okay?”
“Yeah, okay,” Dom mumbled back, venturing a look up. Meeting
Billy’s knowing, friendly gaze made him feel a bit better, better enough to
smile just a little. Billy, taking this as a good enough sign, headed back
down the hall.
Dom stood right where he’d been left, wondering if he was
doing something really stupid and should just run away now. Luckily, he hadn’t
gone very far down this path of thinking when Billy stuck his head back into
the room.
He appeared only long enough to toss something at Dom before
disappearing again. Dom caught the item with his free hand and peered down at
it with a puzzled expression. It was fabric, silk by its feel, a deep navy
blue, embossed with a paisley pattern. Dom shook it out until he found the tag
and held it up. It was a robe, or perhaps more exactly a kimono. Dom looked
up from it to the place where Billy’s face had disappeared, just in time to see
it reappear.
“Oh, and I’ll need this,” Billy said, swooping in to take
the bag from Dom’s clenched hand. He was gone again before Dom’s brain
registered that Billy had changed his clothes, in favor of a robe very much
like the one Dom held, only Billy’s was forest green. And Dom was reasonably
sure Billy hadn’t been wearing anything under it.
Dom’s temporarily sluggish brain suddenly popped into gear.
Feeling a little happier about the situation, he tossed the navy robe on the
table and began to undress.
Dom was just tying up his own robe when Billy appeared once
more.
“Ah, good,” Billy said, looking Dom over admiringly. “It
fits. Come on, it’s ready.” And he held out a hand.
Dom took it and followed where his friend led, surprised at
how natural it felt. His nerves weren’t completely calmed, though. His heart
was thumping loudly in his chest, and he couldn’t seem to catch his breath.
Then he entered the bedroom, and forgot to breathe at all.
Billy had done a lot in five minutes, from what Dom
remembered of the bedroom from the few times he’d glanced inside it before.
There certainly hadn’t been candles burning softly on the dresser, or cool jazz
playing quietly on the stereo. And he distinctly remembered the bed being
messily unmade, whereas now it was covered in a sumptuous-looking spread in
some dark color that sparkled in the candlelight.
“You like it?” Billy’s voice startled Dom from just behind
his left ear, the warm breath caressing the tender skin on Dom’s neck.
“Uh-huh,” Dom breathed, his eyes and mind unfocusing at the
sensation. “Amazing job. You must do this a lot.”
Dom’s brain snapped back into focus at the familiar
sensation of his foot lodging solidly in his mouth.
“I mean-”
“Actually,” Billy interrupted, with a tolerant smile, before
Dom could dig himself any deeper, “I was beginning to wonder if I’d ever get to
use any of it. I bought it all for us over a month ago.”
Dom considered this, as Billy moved around to stand in front
of him. “You mean, you've been…thinking about me…for that long?”
“Since the day we met, really,” Billy shrugged.
“What a coincidence,” Dom replied. “Me, too.”
They both smiled then, sharing the moment. And Dom looked
at Billy, really looked at him, making no attempt to hide the feelings evident
in his eyes, in the flare of his nose, in the insistent beat of his heart. And
Billy looked back, equally open, vulnerable.What is he waiting for?, Dom wondered, feeling an increasing
desire to kiss Billy’s so kissable lips, to feel his arms around him. And then
he realized, just as Billy had always played the older, slightly more practical
one of the pair and let Dom be the impetuous one, had waited months until Dom had
finally revealed his feelings, so he was waiting now for Dom to make the next
move.
So he made it.
He had only to reach out to find Billy’s body there. They
had always been touchy – hugging, sitting close, throwing an arm over the
other’s shoulders – so now it seemed perfectly natural to Dom to pull Billy
into his arms. Dom leaned forward to bring their lips together and found
Billy’s warm and soft under his. As their flesh met and each felt the one melt
against the other, all traces of nervousness and doubt were erased from Dom’s
mind. This was Right, there was no doubt about it. Billy’s smell, his
sparkling eyes as they grew to fill Dom’s vision, his skin under Dom’s hands
through the silk - all were as close to perfect as Dom could imagine. Sure,
he’d smelled Billy before, looked at him, touched him, but not like this. Not
so that his senses were consumed by only Billy, so that the world became Billy
and nothing else mattered. As Dom’s eyes fluttered closed in surrender, it was
the look of abject desire on Billy’s face that he still saw behind his eyelids.
“Oh, Bills, Billy,” Dom mumbled, breaking away from the seering
kiss to explore the tempting rest of his lover. He must kiss here, and here,
and here. How many times had he fantasized about this spot and that? Too many
to count. And so much more left to explore.
As Dom made his way along Billy’s jaw and down his neck, he
could feel Billy’s hands on his back, grazing over his buttocks, the touch
through the whisper of silk magical. Then those hands found their way to the
knot of the robe, and hence to bare flesh, and Dom moaned aloud.
“Billy, say you’ll let me fuck you. Please,” Dom whispered
in his lover’s ear fervently.
Unexpectedly, Billy laughed.
“I thought you wanted romance,” he teased, pulling back just
enough to catch Dom’s gaze, though his hands did not cease their exploration.
“I want YOU,” Dom responded huskily, claiming Billy’s
perfect lips once more, sliding his hot tongue into Billy's responsive mouth.
For a long time, two tongues dueled and tasted. Then Billy pushed gently away.
“Come and get me then.” And playfully he ran for the bed.
Dom was right behind him, grinning madly, shucking his open
robe as he went. Then he was on Billy, pressing his full length against the
older man. Who twisted expertly in the hands of his captor until Dom found it
was he who was pinned to the bed, under a kneeling Billy.
“You want to fuck me?” Billy asked from above, the Scottish
lilt of his accent even stronger than usual, to Dom’s delight.
“Oh, yeah, Billy, please,” Dom panted, straining to bring
his hips up to meet Billy’s body, which hovered just out of range. The silk of
Billy’s robe brushed across the tip of Dom’s erection, exciting him further.
“And you shall,” Billy said mercifully. “But first I get to
taste you.” And with his trademark wide grin, he scooted down, releasing Dom’s
wrists as he went, until his face was level with Dom’s engorged shaft.
Glancing up, Billy made sure Dom was watching before running his tongue up one
side from base to tip. Apparently happy with Dom’s writhing, moaning reaction,
Billy made careful work of the other side, too, before finally circling the
head of Dom’s uncircumcised penis.
“Damn, Billy,” Dom whispered, reaching out to grasp at pillows,
covers, anything, as Billy took more and more rigid flesh into his mouth. Dom
kept trying to watch, loving the way his cock looked as it disappeared into
Billy’s mouth. Then Billy would swish his tongue just so, and Dom couldn’t
help but throw back his head in ecstasy.
It felt so good, just like all the times Dom had imagined
it. Better, even. He wanted to come in Billy’s warm mouth, wanted to watch
his friend swallowing eagerly. But even more than that, what he really wanted
was to be inside Billy. And if that was gonna happen, this had better stop,
and soon.Dom reached down to caress the back of Billy’s head, while
trying to say something that would explain what he wanted. What came out was
incoherent, but Billy seemed to understand. Letting Dom’s cock slide slowly
from between his lips, he turned to kiss Dom’s palm before kneeling up on the
bed.
Deliberately, Billy pulled at the tie of his robe, letting
it fall open. Then he pushed the silky fabric off his shoulders, letting it
pool behind him before sliding next to Dom on the mattress.
Dom rolled immediately onto his lover, kissing him deeply,
reveling in the faint taste of his own essence, the warm feel of Billy’s
swollen lips. Then abruptly he pushed up and knelt between Billy’s legs.
Dom looked down at his lover, whose breath was coming
shallow and fast, his eyes shining and dilated in the low candlelight. Dom
thought Billy had never looked better, and that was saying something. So open,
so vulnerable, so willing. But not quite ready.
“I get to taste you, too,” Dom declared, with a cheeky grin,
and leaned down.Billy, his mind already on Dom entering him, whimpered at
the unexpected, though not unwelcome, sensation. Dom looked up to see his
lover’s face contorted with pleasure, his lower lip between his teeth, his
expressive brows pulled together. Smiling around the column in his mouth, Dom
continued his work, adding a hand to cup Billy’s balls. The groan Billy let
out at this spurred Dom on. Caressing the sac with his palm, he reached out
with the longest of his long fingers to caress the cleft just behind.
Billy squirmed, his legs spreading wider. “Oh, yeah, Dom,
baby,” he breathed. Thus encouraged, Dom delved more deeply, while still
bobbing up and down on Billy’s straining erection.
“Fuck, Dom, just fuck me!” Billy’s hips were moving
spasmodically against the invading finger, and Dom could feel the tight walls
of Billy’s passage relaxing.
“What’d you do with the lube?” Dom asked, sitting up.
Billy just gestured towards the night stand beside the bed,
where Dom saw both tubes laying side by side. For a moment, he considered
which to choose. Then, either in inspiration or indecision, he reached for
both. Flipping both lids, Dom squeezed a line down each side of his ceiling-pointed
cock. He was in the process of closing the tubes and setting them back down so
he could spread the lube around, when he felt Billy’s hands beat him to it.
“Oooh,” Dom moaned, both at the sensation of Billy’s hands
on him, and the tantalizing scent that arose as the gel warmed on his flesh.
Having finished the job, Billy brought his slick fingers to
his mouth as Dom positioned himself. “Mmm, chocolate-covered strawberries,”
Billy commented. Then said no more words as Dom’s lubricated cock pressed
firmly against his entrance.
Only “Oh” and “Mmm” and assorted grunts and sighs were heard
as Dom slowly worked his erection into Billy’s tight passage. Once again, Dom
had to admit that, fabulous as it had felt to jerk off while fantasizing about
fucking Billy, the real thing was much, much better. He wanted to savor this
moment forever, to be able to think back to how it felt whenever he was unhappy
in the future. But when he at last felt his full length inside Billy, his
balls slapping against Billy’s ass, and Billy bucked like he’d been touched by
a cattle prod and pressed against Dom, Dom knew he wasn’t going to last very
long.
Keeping one hand on Billy’s thigh for balance, Dom reached
out and grasped Billy’s already leaking erection with the other hand. Billy
bucked once more, and began a rocking rhythm with his hips that amounted to
fucking Dom’s fist on the upswing and grinding against Dom’s embedded cock on
the down.
“Oh, yeah, Billy, fuck it, fuck it!” Dom said with hardy
approval, unconsciously speeding up his own thrusts. The buzzing in his ears,
the sunburst building in his loins, told him he was getting close. “I’m gonna
come,” he warned his partner.
“Yeah, come inside me,” Billy panted, his rhythm faltering
as his own crisis neared.
Then it was just Dom pounding into his partner’s willing
flesh, his head thrown backwards, his prominent Adam’s apple pointing at the
ceiling, his mouth wide open. Until “Oh! God! Yeah! Aaaah!”
A minute later, as the last deep contraction rippled through
Dom’s senses, he realized he was squeezing Billy’s erection rather more
enthusiastically than he’d intended, and loosened his grip a notch.
“No! Don’t stop- Don’t…mmm…mmm…” Billy’s protests faded
into quiet whimpers as warm ejaculate spilled over Dom’s hand and onto Billy’s
abdomen. Billy thrust his hips up against that welcome grip for several
seconds before subsiding, with a shuddering gasp. Dom slowly unclenched his
fist and wiped his hand off along Billy’s thigh as he withdrew, then lay down
beside his lover. Billy cuddled up against the other man’s body, his breath
hot on Dom’s bare chest.
They lay like that a long time, until it was hard to tell
where one left off and the other began. Then one of the candles sputtered and
went out, and they both blinked in the sudden dimness.
“You know, Bills,” Dom said, quietly, though it sounded loud
after the long silence. “You can fuck me, too.”
Billy chuckled. “Maybe tomorrow. I believe I’m done for
today. In retrospect, I shouldna beat off over ya during lunch.”
Dom looked puzzled at this information. They’d had lunch
together. “But, you…when-”
“Remember that bathroom break I took while you went to get
your makeup touched up? Watching you eat corn on the cob was just more than I
could take.”
Dom’s puzzlement turned to pleased understanding, and he
pulled Billy just a little closer. “Well, then, it’s too early to sleep. Wanna
watch a movie or somethin’?”
“Sure.”
And so, when Dom entered the living room after washing up,
Billy was sitting on the couch in his usual place, holding a beer out like he
usually did. Dom took the beer and sat down where he usually did, next to
Billy.
Not everything was as it usually was, however. They were
wearing only their robes, and Dom scooted over closer to Billy than he ever had
dared before. And when they finally retired after the movie, Dom didn’t have
to sleep on the couch.
The clock formed the numbers “12:01” in glowing little green
lines in the darkness when Dom awoke fuzzy-headed, wondering what had awakened
him. A moment later, he realized there was something warm on his bare back. Or
someone.
“Dom?” Billy’s voice whispered near Dom’s ear. “You awake?”
“I am now,” Dom replied, the words distorted against the
pillow, so that it was impossible to tell his mood. He was about to ask
“What’s up?”, when his memory flooded back.
“It’s tomorrow,” Billy continued, and Dom felt something
poke him in the lower back. Immediately, Dom pulled his knee up, opening himself,
making it clear he was game. He’d been dreaming about something very much like
this, and now that it was actually happening, he very much wanted it to
continue.
Billy took the invitation, and exploring fingers found their
goal. Billy’s fingers were already optimistically slick and smelling of
strawberries, and slid easily into Dom’s body. Dom grunted at the suddenness.
“Was that a good grunt, or a bad grunt?” Billy queried
conscientiously, though he did not remove his fingers.
“Good,” Dom clarified hoarsely, his voice still not quite
awake. But his cock was, pressing hard against the mattress beneath him.
Unconsciously, Dom began to rock his hips against the mattress, and Billy’s
fingers. “Very good.”
Billy smiled against his partner’s back and matched Dom’s
rhythm until he thought it was time. “Can I fuck you now?” he asked, just to
make sure.
“Uh-huh,” Dom huffed, still buried half in the dream, in
which he was on his hands and knees on the beach, the surf licking his thighs,
while Billy thrust into him from behind. In the real world, Billy unknowingly
played right along.
“Oh, yeah,” Billy sighed blissfully, as he felt himself
slide easily into Dom’s willing body.
“Billy,” Dom breathed, his eyes closed, as he pushed back
against the real and dream Billy at the same time.
Then he felt a hand snake around to take hold of his cock,
and the dream was abandoned in favor of a better reality.
“Damn, Billy,” Dom said approvingly, as his partner, rather
than going for a slow build-up, commenced immediate and rapid thrusting.
“What’s got you so fired up?”
“You,” said Billy between his teeth. He was feeling the
lateness of the hour and the slight awkwardness of their position, but his lust
drove him on past tiredness and protesting muscles. “Do you know how long I’ve
imagined waking up next to you like this?”
“Yeah, I do know,” Dom replied, having first-hand knowledge
of the same imaginings. “Now shut up and keep fucking me.” For Billy’s hand
and hips had slowed their rhythm when he spoke, and that just wasn’t going to do.
Without protest, Billy complied, picking up speed once more.
Hard flesh drove into giving flesh, while Billy panted
against Dom’s neck and Dom moaned out his encouragement. Those moans grew
louder and more frequent as, both having awoken already excited, they both
neared completion quickly.
“Gonna…come…” Billy breathed, ever solicitous, as he tried
to hold himself back despite the seductive hot flesh surrounding him. “Come
with me.”
“Uh-uh,” Dom grunted unexpectedly. “Wanna…in your mouth.”
This was more than Billy could resist. With a rumble of
pleasure in his chest that Dom felt against his back, Billy emptied himself
into Dom.
Dom smiled sleepily as he felt Billy shudder. Then his eyes
opened in surprise as his partner swiftly pulled out, rolled Dom onto his back,
and took his weeping cock into his mouth, sucking eagerly.
“Oh, Bills, yeah.” And moments later, Dom watched as Billy
swallowed, his pale skin luminous in the darkness, his lips glistening wetly.
When Billy at last pulled away, a string of saliva
connecting his mouth to Dom’s cock for several inches before it snapped, he had
only enough energy to heave his body into a semi-parallel position to Dom’s.
Then they were both sinking into blissful numbness, and soon back into sleep.
The next morning, Dom emerged, fresh from the shower, to
find Billy, his hair also wet, standing on the back deck, staring out at the
beach. He was sipping from a mug, and still wearing only the green robe. The
tiny part of Dom that had been scared when he woke up alone twenty minutes
earlier heaved a sigh of relief when Billy turned and, with a smile that packed
new meaning, offered his cup.
“Thanks,” Dom said sincerely, taking the mug and letting it
warm his hands as he took a sip, all the while looking over the rim at Billy.
When Dom was done, he held the cup back out, but when Billy took it, he did not
release it. Instead, he used it to pull his lover in close. “Good morning,”
Dom murmured, just before their lips met.
Billy, Dom noted, tasted of warm coffee and toast, making
Dom’s stomach growl. Also, if he was not mistaken, there was a subtle hint of
strawberries and chocolate. Dom was investigating further, to Billy’s evident
enjoyment, when a voice broke into their oblivious intimacy.
“Are you two gonna surf, or what?”
Dom and Billy’s heads snapped around to take in the sight of
Elijah, wetsuit-clad and carrying a surf board, standing not ten feet away,
down on the sand.
“I, uh,” Dom began. His first thought was to step away from
Billy, to somehow try to explain. But his second, almost instantaneous,
thought kept him right where he was. Clearly, Elijah had seen them. What
point would there be in hiding? He looked back at Billy, who was looking at
him.
“Yeah?” Billy asked, and Dom could read all the underlying
meanings in that one word.
“Yeah.”
The two men smiled, and turned as one back to Elijah, still
standing in each other’s embrace.
“Be right there!” Billy called. And the two turned and went
into the house, arm in arm.
When they emerged a few minutes later, wearing their own
suits and carrying their own boards, their faces carried only the slightest
hint of sheepishness. Just as their own friendship seemed to have survived the
night, they thought they could trust in the rest of the Fellowship. But it
wouldn’t hurt to be sure.
“So, uh, I guess we have something to tell you all,” Dom
said as he and Billy reached Elijah and Orlando, who were standing together on
the sand while Sean Astin waded nearby. All three turned to look at the
newcomers.
“No, you don’t,” Orli spoke first. “We can see for
ourselves!” And he smiled teasingly, but kindly.
Elijah giggled, then turned to Orli. “Hey, you know this
means you owe me five bucks.”
Dom looked puzzled for a moment, then caught on. “You guys
were betting on us.” But that wasn’t the worst part. “Orli, you bet against
us?!”
“Nah, man,” Lij clarified. “He bet it would take you
another month to get together. I said before the end of this week. So I win.
Pay up!” And he moved, in a way that was supposed to be faux-menacing but was
rather more comic, toward Orlando, who laughed as he danced easily away.
“I left my wallet in my other wetsuit, man!” Orli protested,
smiling.
Dom looked away from the amusing antics of his friends to smile
at Billy. Both felt an inner sense of relief. Their friends were cool with
their new relationship. It was going to be okay.
Well, if the previous night had been any indication, much
better than okay.
“That last one was great!” Sean called. “Come on!” And his
four companions turned to look out to sea, where the waves did in fact look
perfect for surfing.
“Let’s go!” Lij said first, and started to jog toward Sean.
Dom turned to Billy. Without a word, they took each other’s
hands and followed Elijah.
THE END