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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Major_Character_Death, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Simon_and_Simon_(TV)
  Relationship:
      A._J._Simon/Rick_Simon
  Character:
      Rick_Simon, A._J._Simon
  Additional Tags:
      Incest, Alternate_Universe
  Series:
      Part 9 of Semi-Precious_Stones_series
  Stats:
      Published: 2011-05-08 Words: 1413
****** Opal Twilight ******
by blakefancier
Summary
     AJ doesn't give up, but Rick does.
Rick watched as AJ dropped his bag on the floor beside his bed, and shoved it
under the bed with his foot. The boy sat heavily on the bed and sighed happily.
He reached out a hand and, cupping AJ’s chin, tilted his head up. “So how’d you
like our little vacation?”
“It was fun. Better’n school.” Suddenly AJ stood up so they were a scant
millimeter apart. “I liked meeting your friends.”
Rick ran his knuckles along AJ’s jaw soothingly. “They liked you, too. You’re
such a well-behaved young man,” he teased.
“Well...” He shrugged then captured Rick hand in his. “Did you know that
Rosalinda is considered an adult now?”
Of course the kid would pick up on that. He should have expected it. Maybe he
had. “It’s more of an excuse to party than anything else.” He pulled away but
AJ gripped his hand, even more tightly. “Let go, AJ.”
“No.” AJ kissed his palm.
A heat spread up his fingers to his chest and down to his belly. He watched
intently as AJ’s tongue darted out, skipping lightly over each finger. “AJ.”
“I’m everything you ever need.” AJ caught his gaze. “I’m not a kid. I’m not the
little boy who ran home to you, crying, because the bullies on the playground
pushed him off the monkey bars.”
“I know.”
“I want you. And I know you want me.” AJ stepped forward so their bodies were
just touching. “Why won’t you love me?”
“Because it’s dangerous. Because it’s wrong. Because I love you so much that
sometimes I can’t breathe or think or see. But mostly because sometimes I do
see that little boy, I do.” Rick gripped him by the hair. His breath was coming
in sobs as he looked down into those baby blue eyes. It startled him to see the
hunger in them.
“I love you, more than Mom loved you, more than Dad.” He reached out and
unbuckled Rick’s belt. “Let me show you.”
He gripped AJ’s wrists and shook his head. “I…” He couldn’t, but he was, God
help him, he was. “Three rules.”
“Rules?”
“Yeah. Number one, if I do anything, anything you don’t like, you gotta tell
me.” When AJ nodded his head he went on. “Number two…anytime you want this
relationship to be over, it’s over. Don’t think you gotta keep going for me.
Okay?”
“Okay.” AJ was rubbing his body slowly over his.
“And three, you gotta date other people. Boys or girls, I don’t care.”
AJ stopped. “What? No.”
“Yes. Yes or it’s no dice, AJ.”
“Why? Huh, why?” He crossed his arms over his chest and turned his back.
“Because you still got a lot of growing up to do. You’ve got dances and parties
and football games. I don’t want you coming to me five years from now angry
that I took that away from you.” Rick hugged him from behind. “I don’t want
that. I don’t want you to hate me for that.”
AJ yanked away from him and turned, furious. “So you get to make all the rules?
Is that it?” He grabbed a handful of Rick’s shirt. “Well, I got one rule. You
want me to date, fine. But I don’t want you to see anyone. I don’t want you to
date. I want you all to myself.”
“Okay.” Why would he want it any other way? AJ was everything.
“I’ll never love anyone but you. Tell me you love me.”
“I love you.”
“Make love to me.”
Rick nodded and kissed AJ on the nose. “Does your sunburn hurt?”
“No.” He looked away suddenly, the rest of his face turning red.
“Scared?”
“A little, I guess.”
“Get undressed and get under the covers.” He pushed AJ away and turned, pulling
his shirt up over his head. He remembered the first time he had made love, the
awkwardness of trying to figure out what to do. Should he undress her or let
her undress herself? Should he undress first? He wanted AJ to be as relaxed as
possible. He wanted it to be good for him. He pulled off his boots and socks
and shimmied out of his jeans and underwear.
When he looked over at the bed AJ was lying down under the covers, his fingers
tugging and stretching the sheets. Rick slid in, consciously leaving some room
between the two of them. He turned on his side and touched AJ’s hair, rubbing
the fine strands between his fingers. Then he touched AJ’s shoulder, the warm
skin breaking out in goose bumps. He flashed on the memory of Mexico and the
young body lying half-naked next to him. Is that when he had decided that he
couldn’t deny the physicality of it any longer? Maybe…
Maybe Manuel was right; maybe he was a selfish bastard who couldn’t let his
brother go. But, oh God, he needed. And what was so wrong with that?
He placed a kiss against AJ’s nipple, feeling it bud against his lips. AJ
gasped and carded a hand through his hair. He smiled and licked his way down to
AJ’s stomach. He nuzzled the vulnerable expanse of flesh and pressed his lips
to his bellybutton. Rick loved the way AJ’s skin felt smooth to his mouth,
loved the way he smelled like the beach—sun and surf.
He chanced a look up. AJ’s eyes were squeezed shut, lips parted, faced flushed
and sweaty. Rick slithered under the covers and ran his hands over AJ’s parted
thighs. AJ’s dick was hard and leaking fluid. Rick opened his mouth and slowly
engulfed it.
AJ cried out, arching upwards.
Rick grabbed his hips, holding them down before he choked. Then bobbing his
head up and down and sucking gently, he enjoyed the taste of AJ in his mouth.
The kid writhed underneath him, his hands tugging at Rick’s hair, panting and
moaning.
God, he was beautiful. His AJ. There was power in this, power and love being
able to give pleasure. He had done this a few times, but never had he felt such
affection, such joy in the act. Love.
Then AJ shouted and the bitter come flooded his mouth. He swallowed and held
the dick in his mouth until it softened. Rick licked his lips and wiped his
mouth. Then he laid his head against AJ’s stomach. He could feel AJ breathe
this way, by the up and down motion of his body.
AJ petted his head but after awhile he tugged at Rick’s hair. He lifted up and
crawled over AJ and kissed him. It was a nice kiss, languid and sloppy with
tongue and spit exchanged. It made his dick twitch with desire. Then he moved
away to look down at AJ.
The kid tilted his head and wrinkled his nose. “You taste funny.”
“Not me, kid, you.” He brushed the hair from AJ’s sweaty face.
“What about you?” AJ looked at him with a sleepy grin.
Rick took his hand and wrapped it around his dick.
“You don’t want me to…” He blushed. “To um…put it in my mouth?”
“Naw.” Rick nuzzled the hollow of his brother’s throat.
Despite the awkward and simple technique AJ was using, it was extremely
arousing. His hands were soft and trembling slightly as he jerked him off. Rick
thrust in his hands and sucked AJ’s skin, leaving red bruises. AJ felt muscular
and electric underneath him; a bundle of energy and nerves. He wished he could
tell the world. He wished…
Rick growled deep in his throat and came all over the boy’s fingers. His arms
shook and he felt boneless. He collapsed beside him and pulled AJ close.
AJ pressed sticky hands against his back. “We’re all messy.”
“Yeah,” he said into AJ’s hair. “Did you wanna take a shower?”
“Nu-uh,” he replied, in a quiet voice.
“I love you, AJ.”
“Mmm.” He pressed his face into Rick’s shoulder.
He had just made love to his brother. Rick wouldn’t regret it. AJ deserved
better than that. He wouldn’t regret it.
He held AJ until he fell asleep then he slipped out of the bed and went to the
window. The night was dark and starless and beautiful. All he could see was the
dark silhouette of trees swaying against the backdrop of a charcoal sky and the
gray wash of houses.
He went back to bed and watched AJ until it was time to wake him for school.
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