Billie Joe did his best at lifting Jack's limp body and hauling him upstairs. He was surprisingly heavy for someone so skinny. But he wasn't too heavy to lift.

He sighed feeling a pang of guilt but ignored it. He hadn't wanted it to go this way, but he knew that he was not going to get what he wanted out of Jack, not with his approval anyways. So he took matters into his own hands, calling up old college friends in the area knowing that if they weren't still stoners they'd more than likely be into much heavier things. And indeed they were, which is how he was able get his hands on something on such short notice.

Maybe this was wrong but it wasn't his fault. There was just something about Jack, since he'd moved in with him and Joyce...the teenager had always just had a way about him. Not until recently did Billie truly want anything to do with him though, yes maybe Jack was adorable as hell the entire time but he hadn't wanted him this way until they'd gotten home last weekend. So yeah, it couldn't have been his fault at all. This was all Jack, it was him leading him on the entire time. He'd flat out told him he was into guys, that was a free pass, wasn't it? Of course it was.

Billie lay Jack out on the bed who was finally beginning to make some form of noise. The initial effects of the drug wearing off. Soon hopefully he'd be opening his eyes, not that he'd be able to see or retain much memory of this.

He began undressing the teenager, running his fingers along Jack's torso as he pulled his shirt off.

"God, you've got a beautiful body." He muttered, beginning to tug Jack's pants down. "I bet whoever you've been going out to see thinks so too, huh?" He chucked almost cynically.

Another pang of guilt. No, he wouldn't stop this was his only chance and he knew it. He tried last week and saw just how high strung Jack was then. There was no way he'd have another shot at this. Not with Jacks consent anyway...which he'd like to have, but getting that would never happen and he knew it.

Eventually Billie was getting to exactly what he wanted, Jack completely naked, vulnerable laying right there, his for the taking.

So it was now or never stop and side with his conscious or let lust overtake him.

Lust won.

Notes

Shit. I just couldn't bring myself to write my entire plan. But there you guys go. I'm going to get started on the next chapter now. Yup.
But on a happy note the title is based off of The Lorax!