Feadback is not only sweet, but inspiring! hint hint. . .

<Part 1>

    //Bloody fucking wankers, tellin' me ta leave me own country! Jesus fucking Christ it is't like I 'tried' to cripple Gayle! You don' blow yer bloody chest open jus' to kill yer girlfriend! Fuck.// Jonothan Starsmore rode his custom Harley down the highways of America. After being forced to leave the United Kingdom were else was he going to go? He was a freak and damn if people weren't afraid to come near him. Nothing to do but pick a few pokets for gas money and ride until he found somewhere to stay.

    A blur in front of him set the 19 year old mutant into a side peel, almost made him crash! //Bugger! What the fuck?!//

    He didn' t see the blur well enough, but the darkly clad men with tranq guns, leashes and other various 'catch the rabid monkey' type tools were running after it and for some reason Jono didn't like the ten to one odds. He moved his bike to the side of the road and stepped of. Black leather, silver and coton all caught the heat now that he wasn't riding into the wind, but he had a feeling his shirt wasn' tgoing to last much longer. //Lets see if they speak my language.// *Hey! You bloody fuckers!*

    They didn't turn.

    //Damn yanks got no sense at all.// Giving up the verbal approach he ran after them and slid to a halt in front of the cornered. . . thing.

    "This is official buisness sir, please step aside."

    He smiled and pulled out his writing pad then offered a note saying, I don't think so

    "Listen you, that mutie is dangerous!"

    There is was, the M word. The word that ruined his whole fucking life! He tore off his Tshirt with a growl and pulled down his treated leather wraps. *You don't like Muties?*

    The men weren't so brave faced with a man whos chest and lower face were completely erraticated and burning with phsionic energy. They ran away. They always did. He pulled the wrap back up and replaced his leather jacket over his bare chest. //I lose more shirts tha' way.//

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    Kyle Gibney was free! Damn it felt good to have the sun on his face! there was no way the tasser boys were gonna put him back in that windowless, cell of a room again. He was running and wild as his nickname hinted at. Now if only he could stay that way!

    After a year in Canada he was cursing himself for leaving Scotland. Sure he didn't miss it, but he wouldn't miss these department H goons either. He'd thought they'd quit when he crossed into America but obviously they had other plans.

    He panted to regain his breath and growled when they almost side swiped him with their damn jeep. //Damn creeps!// his claws made quick work of their tires, //If I'm gonna be on foot then damn it you are too!//

    He barreled across the almost empty highway and still managed to come close to getting hit by a motorbike. With a whimper the mutant got ready to make his final stand. If they were going to take him it wouldn't be peacefully!

    The men in brown jumpsuits crept closer and Kyle found himself Up against a V shaped billboard, right in the center of it, trapped! He growled in warning and bent croutched on all fours like the dog they treated him as. //I'm NOT going back!//

    Then all of a sudden the light of the sun was blocked by a stranger. He tensed, waiting to see if this man/child was a threat and soon found the two of them alone, and him staring into the deepest brown eyes he'd ever seen. He blinked and took in the guy who'd saved him. Redish Brown hair long and falling into his eyes, held back with a scrap of leather. His nose was strait and elegant and his skin looked like porceline! Leather bandages were wrapped from just under his nose to below his ribs and he looked like an avenging angel standing there with the sun behind him.

    The angel offered him a hand and smiled with his eyes. *You ok mate?*

    Kyle jumped and his eyes went wide, "You talked in my head!"

    *S'only way I can mate, no voice box.*

    "Are you a freak too?"

    *Politically correct term is mutant, but yeah, tha's me. You never said, you ok?*

    "Yeah." Kyle took the offered hand and stood up. "Names Kyle, some people call me WildChild."

    *Jono. Nice to save you.* He started back to his bike, *Where you headed?*

    "Don't know, don't care." Kyle tried valiently to keep his eyes from straying the the leather clad ass that was wiggling as Jono walked. "Just away I guess."

    *You want some company?*

    Kyle stared at the Harley Jono mounted and then broke out in a huge grin. "If that's your ride Hell yeah!"
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    The two mutants stopped that night at a very desolate inn by the road side and Kyle Immidiatly took to the shower. Jono lay back on the bed and laughed in his head as the other boy began belting out 'Wild Thing' at the top of his voice. //He's not half bad.//

    When Kyle walked out again in just a towel the Englishman couldn't help but stare! The kid was. . . well he was sexy as Hell! His hair was wet and limp over his shoulders and back. Muscles like steel flexed as he moved and his face! He wasn't what everyone would call beautiful, he was deeply tanned with a slightly upturned nose and large mouth complete with fangs. His eyes  were sea green and feral as a beast but intellegent too. He was only slightly shorter than Jono himself and built like an athleat or an angel!

    "What? Did I miss a spot?"

    *No.*

    The blond sat on the king sized bed and smiled at the red head, "Thanks for letting me tag along."

    *S'nothin'.* He watched The blond boy dress and tried hard not to get caught at it. *You mind sharin' the bed? 's all they had.*

    "I got no complaints." He shrugged and pounced onto it, almost bouncing Jono out onto the floor. "Cool! Springy!" He bounced once more for good measure and then currled up under the covers. The room was quiet for a moment then Kyle turned from his back to face his new friend, "Jono?"

    *Hm?*

    "Do you have a family?"

    *Not anymore mate. When me chest exploded they decided I wasn't Starsmore material.*

    "Your chest exploded?"

    *'at's why the leather is there. Nothing under it but real thick psyonic energy. No 'art no lungs, no stomach. Jus' stuff like phsycic fire.*

    "Cool!"

    *Get's old mate. Not havin' a mouth 'as it's disadvantages.*

    "At least you can pass for human." Kyle held out his hand in the dark and studied his claws, "I know my face hasn't gotten bad again yet, but when it does I look like some kind of werewolf! And my teath and claws and eyes. . . they'll find me in no time and then I'll be back in their labs getting tested and shot with so many drugs I won't be able to think straight."

    *You look fine to me pet, an' I ain't lettin' them get hold o' ya. 'k?*

    Bright but feral eyes snapped up to his and Jono met them evenly. "You mean that?"

    *Yer me friend. No way I'll let 'em 'urt ya.*

    Kyle nodded and snuggled into the blankets, turning Jono's words over in his head like a lullaby, 'you look fine to me pet.'

    Jono watched the boy fade into sleep and reached over to push his shower slicked hair from his eyes. //It's times like this I wish I had lips to kiss with.// He thought to himself. //Yeah mate, you look more th'n fine.//

<Part 2>
 

    Morning came too soon and Kyle buried himself down into the covers and up agaist the warm leather pillow.

    //Leather pillow?// He grudgingly opened his eyes and blinked when a shaply, thin, black clan chest came into focus. //Jono. Mmm feels nice. Really. . . what a minuet! There is no way! I'm already outcast enough! I am NOT ruining a true potential friendship because I think he looks like sex in leather!//

    *Sex in leather, 's that right?*

    "Eep!" Kyle fell out of bed and glarred up at Jono's smirking face from the floor. "Damn Phycics!"

    *Called Telepaths mate.*

    "Whatever. I don't like people in my head. They've been up there to much as it is."

    *Didn't mean to Ky. Don't have much control over it in the morning and you project your thoughts you know.*

    "Sorry."

    *No matter pet. Would it help to know I think you're sexy too?*

    "Hey you don't need to say. . ."

     *'s truth. You'd o' found out some time. I'm not exactly on the straight side of the street and frankly luv a bloke would 'ave ta be blind to miss 'ow hot you look.*

    "I. . . No one ever called me anything but ugly and freak."

    *Well you an' me 'll jus' have ta fix that then.*

    "You mean you want me to stay with you? You really don't mind?"

    Jono ran a hand over the sceptic boy's cheek and smiled saddly, *You've 'ad a hard time of it 'aven't you. Yeah, I want  you to stay. You're smart, witty, sexy, and attracted to me. Only a fool would turn all that down.*

    "You a fool?"

    *No. 'm not a fool. You game?*

    "I think I might be able to stomach you a while longer. . ."

    *Damn right!* Jono grinned, *Now I'm gonna take a shower before the smell alone drives you away.*

    Kyle grinned as the bathroom door shut and he sighed, "I don't think anything could drive me off right now."
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    //Motorcycles are erotic as hell// Kyle sighed into Jono's leather clad back and held on tighter just for the feeling of contact. They had been traveling a few hours and Kyle ignored the saddle sore aches in his ass and back just for more time up against his British friend.

    Jono grinned behind his helmet's visor and pulled into the next truckstop. The kid was doing a great job of keeping up with him this ride, but the discomfort was rolling off of him as was the reason he kept it to himself. If he could have, Jono would have smiled. As it was his eyes crinckled at the corners and sparkled with the smile that couldn't be shown with no lips.

    "Why are we stopping?" Kyle asked, jumping gladdly from the bike.

    *Food. Can't tell me you're not 'ungry after tha' ride.*

    "Famished!" Kyle grinned and Jono gave into to mental laughter and shook his head, "Let's go!"

    *You know, if I was actually using 'my' money, you'd be eating me broke.*

    "Hey! I'm a growing boy!"

    Jono couldn't help but flicker a look at the straining front of Kyle's worn jeans. *I c'n see that.*

    The boy blushed, "Hey!" Then laughed again and Jono wondered how he'd gone so long without knowing that sound.

    The watress was an older woman with large hips and bleached hair. She smiled when they walked in and waved to an empty table. "Hey kids, come take a seat I'll be with you in a jif 'k?"

    Jono smiled and nodded and Kyle made sure to keep his face down.

    *Why you hidin' mate?*

    He answered without looking up, "I'm not exactly inconspicuous Jono. Don't want to get you kick out of here."

    *If they don't serve you because you're sexy as hell, something is wrong here.*

    "I 'look' like a mutant. Some places. . ."

    The watress inturupted their talk, "Ok boys, what can I do ya for?"

    Kyle look up through his bangs at his companion, "You want a western omelet Jono?"

    *I can't eat Kyle.*

    "Shit! Jono, I forgot."

    *No problem.*
 
    "I guess One western omelet please."

    "Why are you hiding your face suger? You shy?" Before Kyle could stop her she brushed his bangs away. "Oh! Now I see. Don't worry hun. We serve everyone. Anyway, you're kinda cute."

    Jono gave in to his laughter while Kyle stared after the woman in shock. *Told ya so.*

    Kyle grinned and blushed and Jono leaned over the table to kiss him softly by pressing his leather covered face to Kyle's mouth. "I could get used to those kisses if you aren't careful."

    *I want you to.*

    Kyle blushed again and offered Jono a searching look, "Are you looking for something long term Jono? Cause I can't do One nighters. It isn't me."

    *I'm looking for forever Wild one.* Jono's eyes crinkled in a smile, *Or as long as you can offer.*

    Kyle blinked in shock and paused to digest this new info.

    *Sorry, I shouldn't 'ave pushed. . .*

    "No! I. . . I mean. . . You wanna give it a shot with me?"

    Jono put his hand over Kyle's and squeezed it, *It'd be my honor pet.*

    "Mine too."

    They ate in silence after that. The looks that passed between them spoke louder than words ever could.
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    When they got another room for the night, Kyle fidgeted nervously while Jono got ready for bed. He wasn't really sure about what he should do now. He'd told Jono he liked him, hell he'd slept next to him before but now. . . would they do more? Did he 'want; to do more right now? Was it too soon? He'd never been in this kind of situation before.

    *Kyle?*

    "Yeah?"

    Jono's eyes got that smiling look in them again, *We c'n go as slow or as fast as you want. No need ta be nervous mate.*

    "I just. . . keep expecting to do something wrong. Nothing this good has ever happened ta me ya know? I'm waiting to screw up."

    *Other things ta be 'screwed' round here than life.* Jono grinned. *You an me fo' instance.*

    Kyle could feel himself blushing to the roots of his hair.

    *Don't be embarassed Kyle. Yer beautiful. Yer sexy. Yer fun ta be aroun' believe me, I'm not gonna give this up jus' cause you 'aven't done this before. I want you, but more important I want you ta feel comfortable 'round me 'k? Take your time if ya need it.*

    "I want you. I couldn't 'not' want you. But I'm. . . my mutation isn't stable. What if I slip up? I could go feral on you and hurt you!"

    *You wont. Even feral animals protect their mates.*

    "Do you. . . I don't know, but I think I'm the mate for life kind. Are you really sure about this? I won't let you go once we've. . ."

    *I want this.* Jono assured him. *Want you.*

    Kyle sobbed and launched himself at Jono, pressing his lips all over the other mutant's face, "I. . . Jono I've never. . ."

    *I'll show you what ta do luv.*

    "I don't want to hurt you."

    *You won't.* Jono ran his hands over Kyles arms and looked up at his reasurringly as he slowly unbuttoned the other man's shirt. *Yer so beautiful pet. So beautiful.*

    Kyle gasped as Jono's questing fingers found his nipples and teased them into hard nubs. It gave him a wonderful high but made him feel empty at the same time. "Jono, I feel Empty. So empty. Fill me. Please."

    *Are you sure Kyle?*

    "Yes I'm sure! I need it! So bad! Need you!"

    The heated words sent fire up Jono's body and he flipped Kyle to his back and teased his hands and leather covered face over the body under him. Kyle's body hair tickled him and he chuckled. *Yer hairy pet.*

    "It's Pa. . . ah! Do that again! Mmm. . . It's part of the mutation."

    *I like it.* He ran his fingers through the fine, fur like chest hairs and slid down further until he was nuzzling Kyle cock.

    "Jonothan!" He gasped, "Gods!"

    *Yeah. I like it too.*
 
    Kyle bucked up into the contact and yelped as a wet finger touched his puckered opening.

    *To much pet? I'll stop.*

    "No! Don't you dare stop!"

    The Englishman chuckled and pushed the finger inside of his lover. reveling in the closeness. The tight, heat of the other boy.

    "Mmm! More!" He gasped.

    A second finger joined the first and then a third. and Kyle was writhing beneith him. Bucking up helplessly, trying to fuck himself on the other boy's hand. "Jono! Don't tease me! Aaa!"

    Jono grinned, *That was yer prostrate luv. Didn' know if you 'ad one with the mutation. Glad ya do though.*
 
    "Do. . . do that again!"

    *Glad to.*

    "Ung!!!!!!"

    *Are you ready? After I start this I don't think I'll have the willpower to pull away.*

    "I need you. Please. Fill me. Jono." Kyle's eyes were moist with tears of want and Jono would have walked through fire to make him happy.

    *Alright Luv.*

    Kyle whimpered in need as the fingers left him empty again and screamed out his delight when they were quickly replaced and Jono rammed into him. "Yes! Oh God! So good! Jono! Feels so good! More! Please! I need more!"

    That was all he could take, Jono pulled out and rammed back in hard. His movements became more and more frantic as he went. *Kyle! Fuck! Ky you're so tight! So hot! Oh God!*

    "Jono! Never felt like this! Never felt so good! Jono! Crist! JONO!!!!!!"

    *KYLE!!!!*

    Both of them fell to the bed in a sweaty heap of limbs and hair. Jonothan pulled out of Kyle's semen slick hole and ran his fingers through the thick blond hair before him. Kyle was purring! "Jono."

    *'m here luv.* He smiled, *I like that.*

    "What?"

    *Your purring. S'like a kitten. My kitten. Always wanted one.*

    Kyle looked up and moved his hand to trace the pale face above him. His touch left red trails after it. "Jono wha. . ." He sniffed, "Shit! This is blood!" All afterglow gone he shot up and looked at Jono's back. Bloody scratches were carved in the ivory flesh just below the bandages and in the smooth ass from where he'd gripped his lover as they made love. "I hurt you! Oh God I didn't mean to. . . Shit! Hold on, I'll clean your cuts, I swear I never meant. . ."

    *Kyle.* Jonothan pulled him back down before him and held him close, ignoring the weak protests. *Kyle it didn't hurt. Not a bad hurt. I like it. I like that I'm marked as yours like that. You didn't go feral. Your face didn't change. They're just regular lover's marks.*

    "If your lover has two inch claws!"

    *Mine does.*

    "I shouldn't have risked it. I should have known I'd. . ."

    *Don't you say that! Don't you dare! I will never regret it and neither will you! So we love eachother rough. Well a lot of people do. I like it that way. Don't go saying yer sorry you hear me?!*

    "I didn't mean. . ."

    *I know. I know you didn't, but it feels like that ok? Just. . . please don't regret us.*

    "Never!"

    *You're amazing WildChild.*

    "So are you. . . Chamber."

    *Chamber?*

    "Yeah, like a bullet chamber in a gun. Full of fire."

    Jono grinned, *And ready to shoot?*

    "Pervert."

    *You like me that way.*

    "I like you any way."

    *You're all sticky. Hold on.* Jono got the ice bucket filled with warm water and a couple wash rags then settled between Kyle's legs, licking up the fluids he'd left on the sweet pucker there then moved up to clean Kyle fluids from the boy's stomach. *Now I'll just wipe you off and. . .*

    "Oh no you don't." Kyle growled, "Come 'er!"

    Jono happily obliged.
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    "Awe come on Jono! It's a simple question!"

    *I'm starting to regret putting the mics in the helmets mate.*

    "P~L~E~A~S~E~?"

    *What started this reign of terror that you call a road game?*

    "That Movie we got on Pay per View at the last hotel."

    *I still do not think I look like John Cusiak.*

    "Come on Jono, I'll make it worth your while."

    *SHIT! Don't DO that when I'm driving!*

    Kyle snickered and Jono sighed. It was all a game anyway. He wouldn;t deny Kyle a request this simple.

    "So? Top five. Reasons you like me."

    *Indulging in a bit of narcisism are we.*

    "Jono!"

    *A'right, a'right. One, You have a great. . .*

    "You say personality I throw you off a bridge."

    *Sence of humor.* Jono snickered and could almost 'hear' Kyle blushing. *You're cynical and your humor is borderline morbid but so is mine so we fit perfectly. Two, damn, this is going to sound like I'm stealing lines from the damn movie.*

    "Tell me?"

    Jono paused. Kyle wasn't just playing. He really didn't understand how he could be attractive to anyone. He needed to hear this. Even if it did sound like a cheep movie line. *Your voice. Your laughter. Some times when I'm listening to you, I wonder how I lived without knowing what angels sound like. And I love the way you use your whole body to talk. You never just 'talk' you act out the conversation. I love watchin' you talk.*

    "Really?"

    *You want me to finish?*

    "Please?"

    *I like your caring and your heart. Even your insecurities because they make you 'you' and every new charactaristic I see in you I add to the list because they all combine into this wonderful mix of innocence, worldliness, and erotisism that gives the world Kyle Gibney.* He chuckled *You have me sounding like a sap Ky.*

    "You're my sap. Come on, what's four?"

    "Your smell. I can't taste you because. . . well, can't taste without lips. But when we're together your scent is all around me and I love to drown in it because smelling you is like tasting you on a whole different level. It's intimate.*

    "And five?"

    *The sex.*

    Kyle choaked on his laughter. "Sex with me made five?! Five?!"

    *What c'n I say 'm a romantic.*

    "You're a nutty English. . . what did you call 'em?"

    *Ponce? Wanker? Nancy boy?*

    "Yeah, your a nutty all of those."

    Jono laughed, *And sometimes you feel like a nut?*

    "Hey now, you're perverting Almond Joys?!" Kyle paused, "Ok, bad thoughts about you covered in chocolate and almonds. bad BAD thoughts."

    *Care ta share?*

    "Care ta crash?"

    *Point. Tell me at the next hotel?*

    "I'll do better."

    *Mmm. We'd better stop at a grocery then.*

    "You know me too well."

    *So am I worthy of coconut shavings too?*

    "We'll see."

    *Hey! I 'appen to be quite tasty pet!*

    "I know." Kyle licked his lips and Jono groaned and pulled over.

    *That's it. We're getting a hotel in 'this' town.*

    "This keeps up we wont get very far."

    *We're getting to the moon an' back luv.*

    "Oh really?"

    *Care to use some frequent flyer miles?*

    "Is there anything you can't pervert?"

    Jono grinned and Kyle blushed brighter.

    "I asked for that one."

    *s'ok luv, I still love you.*

    Kyle froze as they closed the hotel room's door and turned to face Jono with a blank look on his face. "Say again?"

    *Jus said s'ok, I still lo. . . shit.*

    "Yeah. You said the L word."

    Jono paniced, he had known he was in love for a while but he hadn't meant for Kyle to know! He didn't want to lose him over three words! It wasn't worth it! *I can take it back Ky. Just pretend you were hearing things. I. . .*

    "Did you mean it?"

    *I. . .* Jono clentched his fists until they bled, this was it. He'd lost him. *Yeah. I 'ave since that firs' night. I don' . . . I don' sleep with people I don' love. Please. . . don't leave now ok? I can shut up about it, you never have to hear it again I swear!*

    "I want to."

    *Wha'?*

    "I've wanted to hear it since the first night."

    *Kyle. . .*

    "I love you Jono."

    The bright and Expressive eyes filled with tears and he accepted and returned his lover's embrace, *I never thought. . . I mean I don't have a mouth, I don't have half of m' body! 'ow could you. . .*

    "I don't just love your body." Kyle grinned, "Even if it 'is' impressive. I love 'you'."

    *Do we 'ave a chance?*

    "Two mutants, against the world. Pennyless, gay, and foreign to America? Yeah. We have a chance."

    *Care to consumate the promise?*

    "What'd you have in mind?"

    *Wild monkey sex?*

    Kyle stared, snickered, then burst out laughing.

    *Way to make the mood.*

    "Wil. . . Wild 'MONKEY SEX' ?" He chortled into his pillow and Jono chuckled with him.

    *Don't make me shut you up.*

    "I want you to shut me up. Shut me up with your Wild Monkey Sex!" He fell into fresh laughter.

    *You aren't going to let that go, are you.*

    "Not likely!"

    *Well I love you anyway.*

    "Still up for that. . ."

    *Don't SAY IT!*

    "Fun?" Kyle giggled.

    *Did you just giggle?*
 
    "It was a snicker."

    *It was a fuckin' 'giggle'!*

    "I don't do giggles!"

    *You Purr and giggle! God I love you!*

    "Ok, I giggle."

    Jono laughed and pulled his lover close. *You feel like that sex?*

    "Actually, I'm kinda exhausted from all a these revelations. Could you just hold me?"

    *Felt like 'aveing a cuddle m'self.* Jono pulled Kyle close and turned out the light. *Love you Wild Child.*

    "Love you, Chamber."

    And they did.
 
 
 

~tbc~