Kiss and Sell

Jack had never heard Alex talk about Brendon before. He didn't know him, never knew about him, and didn't trust Alex with him all alone. He watched Alex practically run to him -slamming himself into his shoulder despite the man being slightly shorter and crying into his shoulder -probably telling him Jack had kidnapped him or something completely ridiculous. Jack wouldn't blame him. He royally fucked up. Jack could tell Brendon was an older man, and he assumed he was in his late twenties. Alex finally pulled away from his crying, clinging to the man like how Jack wished he'd do to him, and they locked eyes before Brendon said something and then they kissed. Jack watched how Brendon's hands cupped Alex's wet, tear-stained cheeks as Alex titled his head and pressed his skinny body further into Brendon's -well as far as he could without his crotch being touched -and pull apart only for them to say something else.

Jack suddenly realized how creepy it was for him to just be sitting there watching them make out, so he quickly drove off -not sure what else he really could do. He didn't think Alex was safe with Brendon, but obviously the boy wasn't very safe with him either.

Brendon wrapped his arms gingerly around Alex's waist but Alex quickly whined and shook his head as he pushed his hands off in protest. Brendon hummed as he looked down and said, "What happened, baby?" while running his hands down Alex's chest to rest on his hips.

Alex was still biting back tears and his breath was just as shaky as he said, "P-Peter k-kicked my ass." He never really told Brendon Peter was his father -he assumed Brendon thought Peter was one of his boyfriends or something -but Brendon knew Peter was abusive whoever he may be to Alex and had always said he never liked Peter. He pulled back to hold him arms length away and look at him for a moment -Alex feeling the pain of insecurities once again as he adverted his eyes to the left and bit his lip as Brendon sighed and asked, "When did he do this?"

"F-Five days ago. I-it r-really hurts, Bren..." He whispered. He could tell Brendon anything. He was like his best friend, but sadly, he knew Brendon didn't really care much about him. He would fake empathy for him, but Alex could tell he was always bored when he listened to anything Alex said -always bored when Alex was around. Alex was so much younger than him, and had been around for a very long time. He just got bored of him after awhile. He only let Alex stick around because he liked to have sex with him on the occasion Alex actually came over. It seemed to be a lot lately. It was kind of exasperating for the elder.

"Hm," He hummed -looking Alex up and down for a moment before brushing Alex's fringe from his face, "What hurts?"

"M-my ribs a-and m-my lungs and my f-face and m-my... my balls..." He whispered -a blush rising over his cheeks as he looked down and sniffled, "And my heart."

Brendon sighed a little -sounding a little annoyed with the younger as he said, "Baby, why don't you go to the doctor if it hurts so much?"

"Doctors can't fix broken hearts." He snapped a little -immediately regretting it when Brendon furrowed his brow.

Brendon took a deep breath through his mouth and let it out his nose as he gritted his teeth and said, "I meant for everything else. If your ribs are broken you need to have a brace." And, yeah, Brendon sounded like he cared, but he was just telling Alex what he wanted to hear. For as long as Brendon had known Alex he knew that the kid was stubborn but liked to be submissive. He had to be told and forced to do something. He took his arm gently and said, "Let's go to the doctor, okay?"

Alex shook his head but Brendon pulled him inside and through the small living room with a mattress in the middle to an equally as small kitchen and to his garage where he sat Alex down in his car and drove him to the hospital himself.

Alex was nervous because he really hasn't ever been to a hospital. Not really. Not even a doctor's office. His mother never took him to get checkups not even when the school wanted his shot records. She never made him go even if he was sick and needed medicine. Alex was a little freaked out by doctors. Maybe because he always watched those pornos where the doctor suddenly started having sex with the patient, and usually it'd just turn him on, but he was scared to have sex because of his dick.

When Jack had stuck his butt in his crotch (on complete accident) it had hurtsofucking bad. It felt like he was being kicked in the nuts all over again. He didn't know why. It hurt for him to pee and now it was starting to hurt for him to even sit.

He was also kind of paranoid the doctor would give him the wrong medicine -having heard its happened before on accident or not -and end up have an allergic reaction and dying or maybe even get some kind of decease that would torture him for life.

But when they got there and Alex was put in a room to wait quietly without Brendon or anyone and this super cute doctor walked in and began talking to him and asking him questions he kind of liked the doctors office -just a little.

"Hm," The doctor hummed as he checked his charts after Alex had answered most all of his questions and told him what happened (leaving out the fact that it was his father that did it to him) the doctor said, "And hows your urine color? Is it unusual in anyway? Pink maybe?"

Alex blushed a little as he nodded, "It was just blood at first, but now when I actually do use the bathroom its just pink."

The doctor sighed a little and said, "Okay, I'm going to have to ask you to drop your pants."

Alex's blush deepened in color and he immediately thought, "Oh my god all the pornos are right. This is really how doctors act." The doctor gave him a weird look as he licked his lips slightly and looked him up and down (he could not help it, okay) and quickly took his pants and boxers off like the doctor asked.

"My shirt too?" Alex asked and the doctor shrugged and said, "Only if you want to."

Alex did and the doctor motioned for him to turn around. He held onto the table he had previously been sitting on as he waited patiently. He looked back at him as the doctor knelt down and looked him over. Alex furrowed his brow and was about to ask if he was going to do anything or if he was just going to sit there and look pretty when all of a sudden his hand was totally all over his junk. He gasped -suddenly beginning to pant as he tried to look at the doctor, but his butt was kind of in the way. He sighed -a little exasperated with his inflexibel body -and waited for anything else from the doctor. All he really got was excruciating pain from his testicles. He pretty much shouted, "Ow! What the fuck are you doing?! Oh my fucking god!" and tried to move away but the doctor held him down and quickly said, "Don't move, Alex, I am trying to help you."

Alex began to squirm -the pain causing tears to weld in his eyes as he shouted, "You are fucking tearing my nuts off! Stop! Stop it hurts!" He began whimpered and felt like he was going to throw up. He felt the vomit traveling up his stomach but the doctor pulled away -the pain still there slightly.

"Okay, now, I'm sorry that hurt you so much, but if I didn't do that we might have had to put you in surgery -maybe even remove the testicle." The doctor said as he pulled his gloves off and disposed them in his silver trash can.

Alex blinked a little as he stood straight up since he was kind of bent over the table thing after feeling so much pain -his legs had grown weak -and looked back at the doctor, "Wait, what?"

The doctor nodded a little and said, "You had a testicular torsion. It's not too rare when being hit in the genitals like how you have or the groin or sometimes it just happens for no reason." He shrugged a little and when Alex gave him a completely dumbfounded look he continued, "It is when the cords holding up your testicles have been twisted and cut off blood supply to that testicle. I just had to untwist them. Sometimes people have to have surgery to untwist them and sometimes they lose that testicle completely."

"Oh my god." Alex said as he placed a hand over his crotch, "Are you serious?" The doctor nodded a little before looking down and coughing, "Uh, you can put your pants back on..." Alex looked down before blushing because, wow he kind of had a little semi, and grabbed his clothes to put them back on. "You can keep your shirt off. I need to examine your ribs and we might have to do X-Rays." Alex nodded a little before the doctor began examining his ribs. "Hm, it looks like its just fractured, we will take X-Rays to be sure, but in the mean time I am proscribing painkillers, you'll need a belt and I think the nurse can give that to you unless you want to go buy one from the store, and you're gonna have to stay in bed for the next six weeks until it heals." He nodded a little, "We can do X-Rays tomorrow if you'd like."

"We can't today?"

The doctor smiled a little, "No, sorry, tomorrow is the earliest I can do it. Is this everything?"

"Can I be tested for... You know... stuff..?" Alex asked. He had never been tested for anything and even though he always used protection he still wanted to be sure he was completely clean.

The doctor nodded a little, "I'll have a nurse come and bring you the brace and she'll have to take some of your blood to send to the lab, alright?"

Alex nodded and asked, "Can I put my shirt back on?"

The doctor chuckled, "Yes."

After Alex was tested (completely clean) and given his rib belt he was given a big ass fucking check he had no idea how to pay. He had, like, no insurance. He wanted to ask Brendon for help, but he knew the man would never give him that much money, and the sucky part was he had to go back for X-Rays. The doctor said something about needing to get X-Rays in case he had something called a dropped lung. Alex didn't really understand but he said it was life threatening. He was still trying to get his head around how he almost lost his nads. He really didn't need to lose his lungs too.

He decided he'd place it out to his dad since he got him in the situation in the first place.

When he finally left Brendon was waiting for him outside. He was smoking a cigarette and stopped to give Alex a happy look. He wrapped an arm around his waist slowly and carefully and gave him a quick kiss as he asked, "How'd it go?"

"Uhm, it was so embarrassing." He whined a little, "I mean, it was fucking embarrassing.The whole time. Not one second was it not embarrassing."

Brendon chuckled as he opened the door for him, "What did the doctor say?"

"He said I had to get these painkillers, had to not move and be careful of my ribs, and I also have to ice my testes like every two hours." He pouted a little and crossed his arms over his chest.

"I see. That's gonna suck." Brendon said -rummaging through the glove department as he drove, "Want something to help you relax?" He held up a glass pipe. Alex stared at it for a long time before nodding and grabbing it. He probably shouldn't be getting high while being so injured but he didn't care. "So, where do you want me to drop you off tomorrow?" Brendon asked as Alex lit the pipe and sucked in the smoke.

"Drop me off?" Alex repeated -giving him a puzzled look.

"Well, you said you're not allowed to move, which means, like, no sex, right?" Alex nodded a little and Brendon said, "So-oo-oo." He moved his hand in a circle -encouraging Alex to catch on but Alex continued to just stare at him silently. He understood. He just couldn't believe it. "Babe, you know I can't deal with all this." He motioned to Alex, "I mean, I can deal, I just am not gonna be able to resist, y'know? I'll just be horny all the time and you'll be the little tease you are. It's just not gonna work. So, where do you want me to drop you off in the morning before work?"

Alex looked out the window and shrugged. The one time he really needed someone, needed Brendon, and he was getting kicked out because he couldn't have sex. Wow.

Notes

So, with a real testicular tension (wow sorry about this whole chapter being about Alex's nads by the freaking way) if you don't get it fixed six hours after it happens you have to have it removed, but I did not want to do that to Alex, but I wanted something to be wrong with so he was forced to go to the doctor and this happen with Brendon and I had planned this story out like months ago so I had to look stuff up and wow this is a weird chapter. Anyways, I dunno, I feel like maybe I should have wrote it where he got surgery or something but you know it was weird enough and I kinda didn't want to start writing about him with only one testicle (not that it doesn't happen to people and is that weird I just kind of don't know how to write about anything like that and yeah....) anyways this chapter is so awkward but hes okay now and where the fuck do you think he's going to go because everyone is so mad about me ruining the jalex THIS IS ALL PLANNED PEOPLE OMG. I love how into this you guys get though, seriously, you guys are amazing. <3

Also, I have no idea how the doctor office works I've only been like three times in my life ;-; seriously and I don't know how X-Rays or fractured ribs work but I think you have to go to a certain doctor for X-Rays but whatever right?