I Want To Teach You A Lesson In The Worst Kind Of Way

Jack really hated those types of people that made death and suicide seem beautiful. You can't take something so dark and ugly and depressing and make it seem like a bundle of roses. No, death was not cute and fluffy like kittens. Death was scary and dark and seriously made Jack fear what was to come after he passed away. Today marked the one year anniversary of Zach's death and when he'd woken up that morning, the realization had felt like a suckerpunch to his stomach, knocking the breath from him and leaving him curled up in a ball on his bed to cry. Alex was thankfully still asleep in his bunk across the room and Jack wanted him to stay that way, so he did his best by biting down on his wrist when he felt another bout of tears rush forward and rip themselves from his body, making it shake and tremble. I miss you Z, I really do.... Jack was sure he'd whispered the words aloud and in his head at least a thousand times, praying that Zach would hear him and make everything better; take his pain away. But his words went unanswered as he continued to sob violently into his blankets and pillows, burying his head into the soft fabric (damp from his tears), wanting to just disappear into the bed and become apart of it so he could do nothing other than just lay there in his own self-hatred and sadness; crying out to a voice that wouldn't answer. Jacks mind wandered back to the day him and Z met; back in third grade like almost every best friend story. Zach had been the new kid, having moved from California; he had been so awkward and shy and Jack had immediately befriended the younger boy. The two had been inseparable, always by each others sides, talking and playing. Jack still remembered the day Zach's mom had called him about Z's death. He'd been in his room, laying on his back on his bed and watching Supernatural (he was a Sam boy all the way) when his phone had gone off, erupting him from his thoughts of Jared Padalecki aka Sam. Her voice had been shaking so badly that Jack had to ask her to repeat what she'd said; immediately regretting doing so. His entire world had come crashing down in a matter of seconds, his body felt like it was caving in on itself and he had tears running down his cheeks so fast just like now. Jack let out another choked sob as he remembered the funeral, seeing his best friend of almost ten years lying there in his casket, bruises from the rope he'd used to hang himself visible even through the makeup on his neck. Jack remembered standing up there so long, his knees had begun to shake uncontrollably and Zach's dad had to come help him sit down, where he began crying once again. The boy, despite all the bruising, had looked undeniably peaceful; eyes closed and mouth seemed like it was formed into a smile. Zach was finally at peace. Jack sniffled, recalling the vivid memories like they'd just happened yesterday; and to Jack, it felt like it had just happened. He missed Z, like a lot. He missed having someone to go to when he was upset and lonely and his aunt was being a bitch and wouldn't let him do certain things. But what he missed most was the fact that now that Zach was out of his life, for good, he literally had no one. Not even his own aunt wanted him. Hell, she'd even told him as much when he'd first moved in. "I'm only doing this because your mother didn't deserve her death. I feel like I owe it to her and Bassam to watch over their snot nosed brat." She had snarled at him once they'd walked through the front doors of his aunts house; coming directly from his parents funeral. Jack seriously hated his aunt, he didn't need her pity. He'd've been fine just moving to Michigan or even California to live with his grandparents and various aunts and uncles who lived there. But no, he'd wanted to stay where he was in Baltimore. May and Joe, his siblings were old enough to move out on their own and they now lived somewhere in New York City. Jack really missed his family sometimes, missed Zach, missed his normal life. But what he seriously missed most was that feeling of happiness and contentment he'd somehow seemed to have over the past few years. He sighed, rolling onto his back and staring up a that dark wood ceiling that he'd be calling home for however long they'd be here. Sure, Alex made Jack happy, made him feel safe and cared for but he wasn't family. Family is what Jack craved more than anything. "Jay? You up?" The elder mumbled, sitting up in his bed across the room from Jacks. Shit, fuck. "Y-Yeah." He stuttered out, wiping furiously at his eyes, trying to clear away any evidence that he'd been crying. Of course, Alex noticed though and seconds (seriously how did he move that fucking fast?) later he was in the youngers bed, pulling the black and blonde haired boy to his chest and kissing his forehead. "What's wrong baby?" Alex asked, rubbing the boys back, their naked chests pressed together and Jack wrapped his arms loosely around the elders waist. Jack sighed, hot breath fanning out over Alex's naked flesh, eliciting a small shiver from the elder. "Today... Today marks t-the year anniversary of my best friends suicide." Alex was silent, absolutely stunned; clearly not expecting that answer. "O-Oh. I'm sorry." "It's okay Lex, it's not your fault." "I know but still, I myself, have dealt with people committing suicide. Loved ones." His voice choked on the last word and Jack leaned up so he could look the elder in his eyes.  "Lex?" "I-It's nothing Jay." But Alex's voice and body were both shaking, suffering from an anxiety attack. "Alex,seriously. What's wrong? You're scaring me." The boy sighed, running a hand through Jacks hair before kissing his nose. "Okay, so, when I was younger, I had a brother. Tom." "I didn't kno-" "Because I didn't tell you. Now, Tom was older than me by a few years and he was dealing with his own personal shit at the time and he... He took it out on himself." "W-What do you mean?" "He cut himself, Jay. Gashes and cuts were all over his arms day after day, again and again. One day though, he'd been having trouble at school and his boss was heavy on his ass, making him stay after late even though he was still in high school. Tom... Cracked. Or shattered as I call it. He reached his breaking point and snuck into my parents bedroom and opened their nightstand drawer and pulled out my dads revolver he had in there. He shot himself. I heard the shot from my bedroom and came running. I was the first to find him and see him like that; dead body l-laying on my parents bed, gun still in hand and the blood... Oh my god... The blood was splattered all o-over the walls and blankets and I just... Sat there and stared until I heard my parents running up the stairs and that's when I started screaming and crying, telling him to stop, to come back; but i-it was too late. H-He was... Gone." Alex's voice cracked, tears streaming down his face now as he recalled the day. "O-Oh my god. Alex I-I-" "He gave his guitar the day before he shot himself." Alex pointed to the musical instrument that was leaning against the wall beside Alex's bed. "It's been my most prized possession ever since. I feel like... I dunno, I feel stupid whenever I say this, but I feel like it still holds a part of him even though he's no longer here, ya know?" Jack nodded. "Yeah, I actually do. My parents gave me my guitar and after their death I always played it and felt that as long as I played it; I could hold onto a piece of them that was no longer here." Alex smiled and despite the tears still running down his face, he felt really happy. "I'm glad that you're my cabin mate." Jack admitted, burying his face into Alex's chest and blushing a deep tomato red. Alex chuckled, rubbing Jacks naked back and kissed his lips. "I'm glad too, baby."  They kissed again, softer this time; lips just barely brushing against the others, like they were telling secrets late at night and didn't want their parents to hear. Jack rolled onto his back, pulling Alex with him so that the elder boy rested on top of him; lips still working lazily together. "You're so beautiful." Alex whispered against Jacks lips, hands curling around the boys small waist. The younger blushed, biting onto the others bottom lip. "So are you." Their lips connected again; Alex's hands slowly traveling down across Jacks lower waist, feeling the boys already semi hard dick through his sweatpants he wore. "You get hard really easy." Alex chuckled, pressing kisses to Jacks cheeks and neck. "Shut u-up. I-I'm still new to this." Jack breathed out, eyes fluttering shut as Alex palmed him. "I didn't say it was a bad thing baby. It's so sexy when you're so worked up, all hot and bothered and hard within a matter of seconds." Alex flicked his tongue out against Jacks flesh, blowing on it a second after.  "Uhn, shit." Jack moaned, dick getting harder from Alex's words and his slow palming. "It's so hot to hear you moan like that. All because of me. All because of what I'm doing." Alex bit harder onto Jacks neck, hopefully leaving a mark. Jack bucked up against Alex's hand, whining and threading his fingers through Alex's blonde hair, tugging on it roughly until Alex raised his head and brought their lips together; this kiss harder and rougher than the last. "Fuck." Jack whined again, hips raising erratically, trying to get more friction on his now fully erect cock pressing against the material of his sweats. "What do you want me to do, Jacky?" Alex breathed out, words tracing their invisible forms across Jacks lips. "I... I don't k-know." Jack blushed, trying to turn his head but Alex cupped his cheek, making him keep his eyes locked on the elder. "That's not an answer baby. Want me to touch you? Want me to touch you like I did last time and make you cum? Huh Jay?" Alex's voice had gotten a lot deeper, huskier; his own erection starting to feel incredibly uncomfortable in his own sweats. Jack nodded frantically, hands tightening their hold in Alex's hair as he moaned, louder this time, feeling Alex push his sweats and boxers down to mid thigh; watching the young boys cock flop up against his stomach, licking his lips instinctively. He once again resisted the urge to lean forward and taste Jack, thinking the boy wasn't entirely ready for that. He spit in his hand, too lazy to get up and grab the bottle of lube he had.  He wrapped his hand around the boys arousal, swallowing the gaspy-moan he got in response. "Feel good?" Alex asked, pecking Jacks lips, his hand beginning to move up and down the boys erection. "Y-fuck-yeah." Jacks eyes closed, his back arching up, pressing their naked chests together. Alex wiggled his lower half, trying to push his own sweats and boxers down his thighs far enough before spitting into his other palm just like he did with Jack and wrapping his other hand around his own cock, already hard and leaking precum from the tip. Alex stroke both of them in sync, moving his hand too slow for his own liking but fast enough it seemed for Jack. "Uhn, shit, shit, fuck. Faster dammit." Jack ordered, seemingly unaware of Alex's thoughts. Alex stroked them both faster, moving the hand he had on Jack just a little bit faster. He knew it wouldn't take long for Jack to reach his orgasm. He was already starting to show signs; his voice was rising in pitch, legs trembling from pleasure over load, his hands curling and uncurling in Alex's hair, the sheets, and moving to his nipples (Alex admitted it was pretty hot to see Jack touch his own nipples), his toes curling. "F-Fuck. 'm gonna cum." Jack whimpered, nails dragging down Alex's back. Alex picked his pace up, removing his hand from his own cock, using it to push Jacks fringe from his face, leaning down and whispering against his lips. "Cum for me." Jack whined again, hips bucking and hands running through his own hair, tugging on the ends and arching his back. "Fuck. Alex, Alex, Alex, oh fuck! Lex!" Jacks voice had started as barely a whisper, rising in volume as he reached that edge and was thrown carelessly over it, falling into a void of pleasure and letting himself release all over Alex's hand and his own stomach; his back arching more than the bridge that was over by the lake. Alex stroked the younger completely through his orgasm, making sure he was done before he removed his (cum covered) hand and brought it to his own cock, spreading a bit of Jacks cum over the tip and smearing it down the sides of his dick. "You looked so beautiful baby, when you came, moaning and swearing, screaming my name. So hot." Alex moaned, flicking his wrist faster. Jack slowly let his eyes open, looking at the image in front of him and, his mouth falling open as his eyes washed over Alex and his hand, moving up and down his cock at a incredible pace. Jack thought about how nice Alex looked with his hand on his cock, moaning and squirming on top of Jack as he stroked himself closer to the same edge Jack had just recently fallen over. Jack made a quickfire decision and leaned forward, shaky hand reaching forward and overlapping Alex's own hand. The elders eyes snapped open at the feeling of Jacks hand on his.  "Jack wh-" "Shh, I wanna do this. Wanna make you feel good. Make you cum." Jack said, tipping his head up and snatching Alex's lips with his own. "You sure? I don't wanna rush y-you oh fuck, into anything you're not ready for." Alex whimpered, biting his lip and feeling Jacks thumb rub over the tip of his cock. "I'm positive, I'm ready for this. Let me make you cum, please." Alex moaned at his words, nodding his head and removing his hand from his cock, letting Jack take over. The younger's hand slowly, cautiously, wrapped around the base of Alex's cock. Alex let out a deep, throaty moan at the feeling that rushed through him. The younger began to move his hand up and down, still shaky and Alex rewrapped his own around Jacks.  "Too loose." He said, squeezing Jacks hand with his own and showing him how to properly hold him in his hand. Jack nodded after a minute, telling Alex to remove his hand. "I've got it now." "O-Okay." Alex removed his hand from Jacks, letting the younger boy take over completely and stroke him. Jacks hand moved up and down his cock, sending pleasure all throughout Alex's body, his legs and thighs trembling while his back arched. He tried so hard not to just fuck the younger boys hand, tried so fucking hard; seeing as how it was Jacks first time giving a handjob and he didn't want to frighten the boy by doing anything erratic like that. Jack knew Alex was holding back; could simply tell by the way his brow was furrowed and how hard his hands were clenched in the sheets in fists.  Jack leaned up, lips grazing Alex's. "Come on baby, fuck my hand." Jack licked the skin on Alex's neck, tasting the sweat as Alex finally pushed his hips forward, giving into temptation and doing as Jack said. "God you look so fucking hot with my hand around your cock." Jack mumbled, feeling Alex's hips move faster; moans and gasps tumbling past his lips faster. Alex groaned, feeling himself right on that fucking edge. "S-So close." "Want you to come for me. All on my hand, can you do that baby? Think you can handle that?" "Uh huh." Alex gasped out, fucking into Jacks hand faster, his own hand tangling in the sheets beneath him while the other tangled tangled in Jacks hair, tugging his face upwards so that their lips could push sloppily together. "Fuck, s-shit, fuck. Goddammit, Jack!" Alex moaned out against Jacks lips as his orgasm struck him. Hard. He shot out over the younger's hand, getting some on his stomach as well while the rest coated over his own. Jack continued stroking Alex throughout his orgasm, much like Alex had done to him, waiting till he was completely finished before removing his hand from the elders cock, nose curling up in disgust as he saw the white sticky substance that covered it and his own stomach. He leaned off the bed and grabbed a towel that had been used last night when Jack had taken a shower and he used the material to wipe off his hand and stomach, cleaning up his own mess from his orgasm, before handing the towel to Alex and letting him do the same. Afterwards, both boys got off the bed and pulled clean pairs of boxers up their legs before laying back down. Alex pulled Jack into his chest, kissing the back of his neck and smirking when he felt the other boy shiver. ~~~ "So, today will basically be spent working on your songs. Now, just so we are all clear, this song is due to be performed at the end of camp, which is another two months away, yes, but it'll come and go before you even blink. There needs to be a singer, at least two guitarists and a drummer preferably. This song needs to have meaning and depth. Annnnd go!" The counselor, Vic, said. Alan, Rian, Jack and Alex were already sitting together so they just turned so that they were sitting in a square-ish shape circle. "Alright, so we already have part of the guitar part written out and the drum part. So all we really need to do is finish those parts and Alex can finish with his lyrics." Alan said, being oddly chipper this morning. The three others took notice and smirked at Alan, the younger looking up and frowning. "What?" "You're in a good mood." Alex said. "Yeah. And?"  "You're never in this good of a mood. So tell us, what happened?" Rian asked. "N-Nothing." Alan's stutter gave him away and just like that all three boys leaned forward and bombarded him with questions. "What happened?" Rian repeated. "Did you get laid?" Alex asked, pushing Alan's knee. "Come on Al, tell us!" Jack urged. Alan sighed, biting his lip before looking up. "Okay fine. I met someone last week and last night after lights out I snuck out of my cabin and into his, we made out a bit and he um... He gave me a blowjob." "Oooooh, get in there Alan!" Alex cheered, punching the ginger lightly on his arm. "Shut up." Alan blushed, ducking his head down to avoid further embarrassment. "Who was it?" Jack asked, leaning closer. Alan sighed, knowing he'd have to tell them eventually. "Okay, have you seen that really tall, tattooed and attractive man? The counselor who is always wearing tank tops?" "Austin?" Jack raised his eyebrows. Austin was one of the singer counselors. Each section had about two separate counselors, keeping an eye on everything. Austin and Kellin were with the singers; Mike, which turned out to be Vic's younger brother, and Valentino (or Tino) were with the drummers, Matt and Vic were with the guitar players. There was also a section of the camp that was dedicated to piano players and other instruments that you didn't typically find within a band.  This camp was different and unique to say the least, no wonder it was so huge. "So you got it on with a counselor? Oh Alan you naughty little boy." Jack teased. "Shut up! It's legal. I'm eighteen. He's only twenty." Alan said, rolling his eyes and laughing. The group laughed and eventually went back to work; Alan and Jack working on the guitar parts, Rian finishing up his part while Alex wrote another part to his lyrics he'd sing.  Even though technically Alex was a guitar player, they'd confirmed it through Matt and Vic before having Alex do the singing for their group. The kid seriously had an amazing voice and once Kellin and Austin had heard it, they'd been jealous and asked if they wanted to trade campers. Alex had appreciated the compliments but he honestly didn't think he has that great of a voice. Sure he had been in a band before and had been the lead singer/guitarist but that didn't mean anything, did it? It didn't mean anything when they'd performed for a record label and got shot down because it just wasn't their scene. It didn't mean anything when the other band members kicked Alex out because of that, like it was his fault. But it wasn't. Was it?" "Yo Alex? You okay there man?" Alan said, waving a hand in front of the singers face and snapping him from his thoughts. Alex raised his head to see Vic standing there looking at them all with a smile on his face. Kellin stood nearby (as did Austin), eyes trained on their small group. "Um, yeah, just zoned out." Alex said and Vic nodded. "I was just asking what the name of your song was going to be. Remember it has to be creative." "Um, yeah. O-Okay." Alex grabbed a piece of paper he'd been writing on, reading the title. "Under a paper moon." Vic's eyebrows rose. "What's it about?" "It's mainly about a couple escaping from the real world and creating their own life. They wanna escape so bad that the guy plans to build their own house and live. Under a paper moon." "I like it. Can't wait to hear it. How's the guitar and drum parts coming along?" "Well, so far, they're going good. We read some parts of the lyrics that Alex had written and we tried to determine a tempo and rhythm that matched the lyrics. It's a love song, so we figured it needs to be upbeat but romantic. Ya know?" Alan said as the others nodded, agreeing. Vic nodded as well, smiling even more. "I'm actually not supposed to say anything but," he leaned over, gushing his voice low enough so that no one else heard. "But me and the other counselors were talking the other night and we all are looking really forward to seeing your guys' performance. We think y'all might take this." The entire group smiled as Vic stood straight once again.  "We all appreciate it but it honestly wouldn't be fair if you favored us over the other groups. Especially if they work as hard or harder than us." Alex said. "Oh, we're not playing favoritism. We're simply going off by what we see. And so far, y'all show the most potential." Vic said and with another smile and wink, he walked away. ~~~ "Do you guys honestly believe that we could win this?" Alan asked later that night as all four boys walked back to their separate cabins. It was late at night and everyone was exhausted from how hard they'd worked. Rian's wrists and palms throbbed from how many times he'd practiced. Jacks and Alan's fingers were sore from how many times they strummed them on their guitars and Alex's voice sounded like he swallowed a cactus; they were all a wreck. "Hopefully we can. According to Vic, we have a lot of potential." Alex said, linking his and Jacks hands together. "Ow." Jack whimpered when he felt Alex squeeze his fingers, pain searing through his hands. "'m sorry baby." Alex whispered, raising  their hands to his lips and kissing every single one of Jacks fingers. The pair heard gagging noises from Alan and Rian and Alex rolled his eyes.  "Shut up." He grumbled, pulling Jack into his side, trying his best not to hurt the younger boy.  Jack and Alan's free hands held their guitar cases and Rian had his drumsticks sticking in his back pocket. "Here baby, let me carry it." Alex whispered, grabbing the handle on Jacks case with his free hand. Jack let it go with a tired groan, leaning his head on Alex's shoulder. "You gonna carry mine too, lover boy?" Alan teased, eyeing the couple through the scattered light from the torches along the walkway. "Fuck off. Have Austin carry yours." Alex sneered, making Jack giggled and bury his head in the elders neck and Alan to blush. "I regret telling you guys that." He muttered, breaking apart from the group as they neared his cabin. "Maybe if you're good later, he'll suck your dick again!" Alex called after the young boy, laughing when he saw Alan flip him off over his shoulder. The trio carried on, silence swarming through their systems as they trudged further down the row of guitar cabins.  The way the cabins were set up was weird. It was: singer, guitar, drummer and then divided off into separate aisles for other campers. "'m tired." Jack mumbled, yawning directly after. "I know baby. We're almost there okay?" Jack nodded, body snuggling into Alex's, making it extremely hard for the elder to walk properly. But he didn't say anything, or move the boy because he knew how tired he was. He just chuckled and kissed the top of the boys head as they came to their cabin finally. "We'll see you later Rian." Alex called over his shoulder. Rian called back a 'later' and both boys carried on walking up to the front door of their cabin. Alex leaned Jack against the side of cabin as he pulled the keys from his pocket, unlocking the cabin quickly and helping Jack inside and placing his guitar against the wall. He laid the younger on his bed, helping him out of his shoes before pulling down his jeans, tossing them on the floor. "Do you wanna change?" Alex asked. Jack nodded and sat up, grabbing Alex's hand again. "But first I wanna shower." "With me?" Alex asked, brushing his hands through Jacks sweaty hair. Jack nodded again and Alex helped the boy back to his feet, helping him undress before doing the same, thee clothes tangling together on the floor. He grabbed two towels, boxers and sweat pants from their drawers before helping Jack into the bathroom and settling the clothes on the bench before helping Jack into one of the stalls after turning the water on and letting it heat up. Jack was like a child, grabbing and clinging to Alex every time he tried to move to grab something. "Baby, I have to clean us." Alex chuckled out, finally getting out of the younger's grasp long enough to grab the shampoo/bodywash that Jack had brought. He popped the cap and the sound immediately made both boys think of the bottle of lube that Alex had brought, both smirking. Alex poured some of the soap in to his hand, bringing the bottle with him as he made his way back to Jack. He ran his hands through the boys wet hair, massaging his scalp and kissing his lips. Jack let out a hum of approval, tilting his head back and letting Alex completely wash his body, starting from his hair and moving to his neck and shoulders. Jack turned around, back to Alex's chest as he let the elder massage the soap into his skin, washing away the dirt and sweat from the day. Alex broke away for a second only to pour into his hand before going back to work on the boys lower back, moving the soap around with his bare hands even though there was a rag right there beside the shower head. Jack didn't mind though as he let out a soft groan as Alex massaged a kink from his back, hands moving down and cupping his ass. He massaged that too, relishing in the quiet moan he got, chuckling. "Turn back around baby." Alex said and Jack did as told, turning around and letting the water rinse away the soap that was on his back and still in his hair. Alex's hands went to his chest once again, leaving a trail of suds as he caressed the skin there too. His hands went lower, washing Jacks stomach and he got a little brave, letting his hands move down to the boys cock, washing that as well. Jack gasped, eyes flying open. Alex just chuckled and moved his hands to Jacks thighs, quickly washing those too and the rest of the boys body before smiling at the younger. "All clean." Alex murmured, winking at Jack. Alex made a move to grab the bottle of soap but Jack stopped him, grabbing the bottle instead and pouring some into his hands. "Your turn." Jack whispered, hands already working their way through Alex's hair. Alex sighed at the feeling of Jack washing his hair, pulling lightly on the strands before letting his hands travel the same path that Alex's did. He made the elder turn around, massaging his back as well and even cupping his ass. Alex turned around and Jacks hands went to his chest; the leftover soap from his back and hair being washed away under the stream of water. He chuckled as Jacks hands went lower over his stomach, swiftly running over Alex's dick before they went to his thighs. "All clean." Jack whispered a minute later, standing up. Alex pulled him close, kissing his nose and whispering, "Thank you." The two finished their shower, thankful for the seemingly endless amount of hot water, and stepped out. Alex grabbed their towels and handed one to Jack, the boy taking it and beginning to wipe the water off of himself while Alex did the same. After they were somewhat dry, the two boys dressed and, leaving the towels in the bathroom, walked back into the bunk area. Alex made a move to go to his own bed but Jack had other plans. He latched onto Alex's hand harder and tugged him to his own bed, the pair falling onto the mattress after Jack moved the covers back, making room for them. They settled under the light blankets and Alex pulled Jack to him, chests pressing together. "Goodnight baby." Alex whispered. "Night." Jack said, his eyes falling closed and letting sleep over take him.

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