Story Orgy Monday_Even Steven part 2

Man oh man! If these Mondays come at me any faster, I'm going to have to run an ad for a personal assistant. Okay, I'm going to give it to you quick. There are two things I want to share and we'll get on with Even Steven.

First, you know that handsome and talented Lee Brazil? Pfft...of course you do! Well, he had a new release this past Friday and it's a must read. Stop by Breathless Press and snatch you up a copy! I've even made it easy for you. Just click the books title - The Librarian

Second, there's this rumor that Story Orgy is celebrating their One Year Anniversary this month. Sheesh! Can you believe that? A whole year already! Well, the rumor that SO has a special treat for our readers is...is...ABSOLUTELY TRUE! Starting at 6am on January 30, one member of Story Orgy will post a prompt. And every two hours another member will post. You're gonna love it! Stay tuned for more information!

Now, to find out what happens this week in Even Steven part 2. The prompt this week is "I think you broke it." And check out that hunk Jade Basier shared with us for inspiration. Mmm-mmm-MMM...

Even Steven part 2

Steven's right hand ached from the impact on Antonio's jawbone; but, there was no remorse. Nope. Not this time. And his need for Braden was the only force that was driving his actions. At that moment, Steven just wanted away from Antonio's grimy paws.  

Another solid hit and Steven felt triumph and the warmth of Antonio's blood trickling down his arm; cooling as it dried, alerting his senses. Another warm drop and Steven's eyes focused on the source...the trail of blood leading from Antonio's caddywhompus nose down to his upper lip. 

"I think you broke it." 

Antonio's gusto was all played out. He looked around as if he was confused. Dazed and confused perhaps. Steven gave a final swing as he struggled free of Antonio's fist clenching tightly around his throat, managing to let loose a raspy, "Bra-den."

Steven ran back up the drive and into the corridor of the spirited home. With balled hands, he walked briskly through the crowd, stepping over people and around them, searching for his comrade. Every-so-often, someone would point. As if signaling a recent path Braden may have taken. 

Finally, Steven tracked him down. And not a moment too soon. Steven reckoned that the sudden commotion in the other room was no coincidence. Antonio must have been hot on his trail. 

Steven grabbed Braden by his upper arm and started walking. "Braden, there's no time to explain, but that big guy who handed you that note to give me? That was Antonio!" 

"Little scrawny Antonio?" Braden's face scrunched in his confusion. 

"Yes! He's just not so scrawny anymore. And I may have broken his nose." 

"You what!?" Braden's pace quickened, keeping up with Steven. 

"Just come on!"

"You're mine, Steven. You can't hide from me!" Antonio must've gained some ground while Steven and Braden talked because Antonio's voice came from only a few feet behind them. 

"Run! Run like hell!" Steven shouted as he dashed out the back door, around the house toward the front. Frantically pulling at his keys in his pocket, Steven yelled, "Are you back there, Braden?" 

"I'm right behind you. Just go!" 

Steven ripped his keys from his pocket. He cursed as his keychain snagged. He had no time to piddle with the damn thing. He bleeped his car alarm and hopped in. Braden was in the passenger seat within seconds. 

"Here he comes! Go! Go!" Braden yelled. 

 Steven already had the car started. He slammed it in drive and took off, spinning his wheels and leaving Antonio in a cloud of white smoke.  

"What the fuck, Steven. How in the hell did he get so big? So quick?" 

"I know! I'm not sure, but he's not just bigger than before. He's meaner too." Steven's eyes shifted from rearview mirror to the road several times. "He got out of prison much too fast. He must've been working out in his cell the whole time. He's built like a brick house." 

Braden shook his head in disbelief. "I didn't even recognize him. Do you think he's wanting revenge for you testifying against him?"

"I'm almost certain of it. That bastard deserved it though. He should have never laid a hand on me. The possessive conniving control freak!" Fear and anger warred in his gut. What the hell was he going to do now?

 "Where are we going to go?" 

"Nora DeSare's of course. As long as her husband lets us in." 

Braden chuckled. "Why wouldn't he? You and Nora have been friends since kindergarten." 

"Yeah, but he gets jealous at times." Steven turned the corner, barely slowing down. 

Braden grabbed hold of the dashboard and leaned into the turn. "You could slow down a little, you know?" 

"Nope. Not with that psycho on the loose. I'm not taking any chances." 

Steven welcomed the hand that covered his knee. The warmth was a soothing relief to the chilled uneasy nerves just beneath Braden's hand. 

"You know? I will never forget how you helped me though my first ordeal with Antonio, Braden." Steven covered Braden's hand with his then cast an admiring glance. 

"I wouldn't have it any other way, my friend. No other way." Braden's sincere smile was full of tenderness. 

"Maybe that's why we make such good friends."  

"Now's not the time to get all schmaltzy on me. We are trying to outrun the Incredible Hulk, remember?" Braden slid his hand out from under Steven's and lightly squeezed the inside of his thigh.

"I realize I just got a blowjob, but if you keep that up I won't be able to guarantee what happens next." 

"Oh! Is that a threat?" Braden's fun-loving persona lightened the mood a little more. He always did have the knack for that. 

"Just stating the facts."  

"Turn there." Braden pointed.  

Steven didn't ask any questions. He simply turned down the dark, narrow side street as Braden requested. That is until he read the leaning sign. Dead End.

"What are you up to?"  

"You'll see. Go ahead and turn the car around and pull over. I thought we would wait a minute and see if any cars come by anytime soon."

"You sly dog. You want to see if Antonio is behind us."   

Steven put the car in park and turned off the lights, leaving the street pitch black. No streetlights in sight. Not even a porch light could be seen in the distance. Just a sliver of moon hung overhead. A few moments passed before Braden broke the daunting silence. 

"You know, Steven." Braden's hand still lay softly on Steven's thigh.

"Yeah?" 

"It would be a shame to waste–"

Steven covered Braden's mouth with his before he could even finish the sentence, turning Braden's words into a hum. The heat from Braden's hand spread across Steven's thigh, making his cock jerk and balls contract. Braden's cologne ignited Steven's senses, setting his nerves on fire. Then right about the time Steven was considering reclining his seat, a car zoomed past and broke the kiss. 

"Oh shit! Was that him? Was that Antonio?" Steven's head spun in the direction of the speeding car.

"I missed it. All I saw was the taillights. Maybe we should just go? This place is getting creepy." 

"Yeah. Nora is just a little ways up the road anyway." Steven started the car and put it in gear then eased back onto the main road. 

Five minutes later, Steven turned into a drive. "We might be in luck. The porch light is still on." 

Braden pointed at the house. "There's a TV flickering in that window too." 

"Well, here goes nothing." Steven parked the car behind a '66 Chevy and opened his door, meeting Braden at the porch steps. Aside from a lone barking dog and a few tree frogs, the night air was dead, hanging amidst all the trees. 

Then a man's yelling of insanities changed all that. 

Steven and Braden took the wooden steps cautiously, sharing a worried look. Knocking on the screen door, Steven took a deep breath. 

The door groaned as it opened. Nora peeked through the crack. "Steven? What are you doing here at this hour?"

"I know it's late, Nora, but Braden and I ran into a bit of trouble and were hoping to crash here till morning?" 

"Who is it!?" An angry man called from in the house. 

Nora looked over her shoulder, answering the irate man. "It's Steven and his friend, Don."

"Oh for crying out loud. What the fuck do those two want? You tell them to get the fuck off my property! Better yet, I'll tell 'em myself! Move out of the way!" 

Steven saw fear in Nora's eyes. He swallowed hard, fidgeting with the keys in his hand. 

<<TBC>>

Holy shit! What is wrong with the men in this town. Angry much? Sheeesh *heads desk*. We'll have to wait until next week to see what happens I guess. I know! Let's go see what my Story Orgy family came up with this week. C'mon!

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