The Good Life

Alex

I just finished my first drink of Bourbon for the night. It was two am Friday night/Saturday morning and I was sitting at the kitchen table by myself. I tried to sleep, but I couldn't close my eyes for long without opening them to make sure Jack was still sleeping comfortably and not having a nightmare. He abruptly woke up in the middle of last night, but he swore it wasn't a nightmare about Tyler. I didn't believe him.

He seemed to be doing well tonight but I still couldn't fall asleep when I was lying in bed. I guess I was overthinking things. That's why I decided to get up and walk around a little before settling for sitting in the kitchen. I don't remember grabbing the bottle of Bourbon or the glass, maybe I idly did it. I was only planning on drinking a little to help me fall asleep easier.

I was pouring my second glass when I saw Jack walking towards the kitchen. His hair was messy and he had a blanket wrapped around him with a pout on his face.

"Why are you up?" He asked while rubbing at his eye.

"I just felt like having a drink." I answered. "Why are you up?"

"I could sense you weren't in the bed anymore." He casually stated.

"Okay you and Izzy can both do that but I don't think you two understand how not normal that is."

"Whatever, it is normal. It's weird that you don't sense when I leave the bed." He chuckled.

"If you say so." I picked up my glass and a sip.

"Can I have some?" He asked reaching for my glass. I was going to say no because I knew it was too strong for him but since he's so stubborn I knew would argue with me until I finally gave in. So I just handed him the glass without protest. He took a sip and immediately made a disgusted face as he swallowed it down.

"How the hell can you drink that?" He complained.

"I'm used to it now. It was one of the first alcoholic drinks my dad and I had together." I told him.

"Aw father-son bonding. Do you ever wonder what it would be like if we had a boy?" He asked.

"I wouldn't have so much credit card debt." I joked. "But I'm happy we had Izzy."

"Me too. I do kind of wish we had just one more." He whined and I rolled my eyes at him.

"Nooo. I don’t want to deal with any more kids until Izzy has children along time from now." I said.

"I want her to have lots of children so they can all come spend time with us." He smiled.

"If you say so." I shrugged and picked up my glass to finish the rest of my drink. Jack sighed when he noticed how quiet I got.

"Do you want to talk about why you're really drinking this late?" He asked.

"It's nothing. I just felt like having a drink or two. No big deal." I lied.

"At two am?" He raised one eyebrow at me.

"Yeah lots of people drink this late at night."

"Well yeah if their at a party or something. Not while they're sitting in the kitchen by themselves." He said and I rolled my eyes at him again. I began to clean up after myself so we could go back to bed. "Baby, please talk to me! Is it Tyler? We can talk about it. You don't have to keep your feelings bottled up inside." He grabbed my face forcing me to look into his pleading eyes.

I sighed, "Yeah it still bothers me to think about it, but every time I look at you I can't help but think about what could have happened." I confessed. Jack pulled our faces closer so he could kiss me before answering.

"I understand. That whole situation was scary, but everything's okay now." He kissed me again. "We should think about the positives instead of the negatives of the whole situation, like how we won't take the time we have together for granted."

"You sound like Rian." I huffed and he laughed and wrapped his arms around me. Talking to Jack a little bit more about this was already beginning to relieve some of the stress I was feeling.

"I love you." I told him.

"I love you too." He said. We pulled away from each other and held hands as we walked back to bed.

***

I woke up in bed to Jack straddling my hips and pecking my lips. Usually I would beg him to stop bothering me and let me sleep but I was so glad to have him here with me.

"Lex wake up, my mom made breakfast." He cooed.

"Can we just lay here like this a little longer?" I begged.

"A few more minutes won't hurt." He giggled. He leaned down and connected our lips again. I placed my hands on his hips and pulled our crotches together.

"Fuck." I whispered as he bit my lip.

I flipped us over so now I was on top grinding down harder on him. I was just in my boxers but Jack had pajama pants on so I sat up and pulled them off his legs.

"We have to be quick." Jack warned and I nodded my head to let him know I heard him.
I reached into Jack's nightstand to grab the lube as he kicked his boxers off.

"Do you need prep?" I asked him.

"Hmm nah I'll be fine." He answered.

He grabbed at the waist band of my boxers and pulled the down for me. I had to pull them past my knees since he couldn't reach. I opened the lube and Jack snatched it from my hands and pushed me on my back before I could pour it out.

"I wanna do it." He giggled as I glared at him. He squeezed some out on to the palm of his hand and began to stroke me as he applied it.

I placed my hands on his thighs and leaned my head back in pleasure. He climbed on my hips again and lined up his entrance with me then sank down onto me.

"Shit I probably should have let you prep me." He moaned and I chuckled. He always decided against it when he really needed it.

"Just take your time to adjust to me." I told him.

"We don't have time for that. I told my mom we would be out for breakfast in ten minutes, ten minutes ago." He said.

He placed his hands on my chest and pushed up and sunk back down. He felt so tight and warm, I knew I wasn't going to last long. He bounced up and down on me crying out every time he hit the perfect spot.

"Jack! Alex! Your food is getting cold!" We heard Joyce yell through our door. We both stopped dead in our tracks to make sure the door was locked. Thankfully it was.

"Okay mom we'll be there in a few, we were just taking our time getting some clothes on" Jack told her.

"Oh alright." She said skeptically. I waited until I heard her walking away before bursting into to laughter.

"What the hell’s so funny?" Jack asked sassily.

"The fact that you had to talk to your mother with my dick up your ass." I laughed and he began to laugh with me.

"Fuck you!" He chuckled.

"Yeah if you would please so we can go eat. I'm starting to get hungry." I said. He rolled his eyes and began to push up again.

It wasn't long before we were both coming and rushing to clean ourselves up so Joyce wouldn’t become anymore suspicious.

We put our pajamas on and began to walk into the kitchen, but I stopped Jack because he was walking funny. "Jack you're limping." I told him.

"What do you expect? You just fucked me." He said.

"We'll try to walk normally so it doesn't look so obvious." I said.

"Is this better?" He took a few steps and tried to change up the way he walked, but it didn't really make a difference.

"No not at all. It's fine we're adults she knows we have sex."

"I don't want my mom to know that I just had sex though."

"What's she going to do? Ground you?" I chuckled.

"She'll look at me differently." He whined.

"You'll live." I said and he huffed. He walked behind me as we walked to the kitchen so Joyce and Izzy wouldn't see the way he was walking.

"Good morning boys." Joyce greeted us.

"G'morning." We both said back.

Jack eased into a seat so he wouldn't hurt himself and I sat next to him and across from Izzy.

"These are all my pancakes! Don't touch them!" Izzy selfishly said when Jack and I tried to grab pancakes off of the plate in front of us.

"There's no way you're going to eat eight pancakes Isabella!" Jack scolded her.

"Yeah-huh."

"Jack those are Izzy's pancakes. You and Alex's are to your left." Joyce said.

"I don't want to hear anything about a stomachache later on." Jack told Izzy and I laughed.

"May called and said she's going to cook for us tonight instead of us all going out to eat." Joyce told us. We always ate dinner together on her last night visiting.

"Cool we'll bring dessert." I said.

"Ooo I want cheesecake!" Jack exclaimed. "But did you tell her your plan to move here?" He asked his mother.

"No I want to tell her in person so I can see the look on her face." Joyce chuckled. I had no idea what they were talking about.

"Wait you're moving here to California, Joyce?" I asked and she nodded.

"I want to be closer to my family." She said.

"Aw that's sweet." I said.

"Yeah I'll be back sometime over the summer to help look at houses. Simple inexpensive houses." She said trying to get her point across to Jack.

"Whatever you say mom." He mumbled uninterestingly and she hit him with the spatula.

"Now you'll be able to help me keep an eye on these two." I told Joyce and she laughed.

"I’ll certainly try my best!"

Notes

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