Date: Sat, 15 Sep 2012 21:53:46 -0700 From: Douglas DD DD Subject: The Big Time Chapter 32 Greetings. In this chapter the high school story line asks if the Go to State Team will survive after the current juniors graduate. In the seventh grade story line we take a look at two pairings. One pair is Danny and Carl and the other is Bobby and Noah. The story is mine. You must be 18 to read. There are sexual situations between minors. Please be safe. Keep Nifty going strong with a donation. Douglas. The hakaanen@hotmail.com CHAPTER 32 PAIRINGS-1 Noah and I were up with the alarm. We showered together, dressed, ate breakfast, and were off to school. We had become very efficient at jumping out of bed and getting ready to leave on time. As a result we squeezed out the most sleeping time we could. Shane and Lisa were now into senior week and were asleep in their rooms, which meant we had to tread a bit lighter than normal so as not to wake them. Both of them gave us a very hard time about having two more weeks of school left while they were finished, at least as far as classes went. I had a text from Marty, reminding me of the Go to State Team meeting scheduled for after school on Wednesday at Bob's Burger Barn. The Team was in some ways a formality now as we had most things in place and running. This summer's team was the last for my class, the founding juniors. I couldn't help but wonder if the underclassmen would pick up what we had started. There were kids like Justin, Chandler, Korey, Mickey, and Drew, who had become very active, but the question was whether they could drum up enough interest in the JV players and the freshman to keep the Team viable. Blaine was a good player, but he kept his distance from us. "If they think the whole idea of the group is to win state championships, then yeah, there isn't a lot of reason to keep it going," Noah said at lunch that day when I expressed some of my misgivings about the younger kids. "Mayfield having its own elite teams was the real reason we got this started. The rest is gravy. But some of them seem to think their travel team was conjured up without any work behind it." We had managed to raise the money for a second team, which used our old uniforms. Coach Ecklund took over coaching the freshman and sophomores, which he could do since he coached at the middle school and not at the high school. "They treat us like we're from another planet when we tell them what we went through to get things to where they are today." "Do you think maybe we're turning into a bunch of old fogies even before we start our senior year?" Noah asked. "Oh my god, I sure hope not," I said. "But it's like the younger generation just doesn't have the same drive and dedication that we have. Damn, I'm sounding just like my dad. Maybe we are turning into old fogies." The meeting on Wednesday was mainly to say good-bye to the seniors and to elect new officers. We held the meeting in the back room of Bob's Burger Barn. Bob wanted to treat us to burgers, fries, and shakes, which was a deal we couldn't turn down. Marty called the meeting to order as we waited on our food. Rodney read the minutes, which we approved, and Jerome gave the treasurer's report. We had elected seniors to be the executive board last year, except for the co-chair, who was me. We had gotten to the point where we felt the year belonged to the seniors. The only old business was, as Kevin put it, "One down and one to go. Go seniors, both sets of us. We're not done yet." New business was the elections. I guess nobody was surprised when I was elected the chairman, giving me the chance to finish what I started. Justin was elected co-chair as we gave it to an underclassman, just in case they decided to carry on with running the organization. I know there was a temptation among the underclassmen to turn the entire operation over to the adults. Noah became treasurer again and Lars became the secretary. We enjoyed our burgers and our endless supply of fries. Bob also supplied us with seconds on shakes if we wanted, which many of us did. We all knew this was probably our last time together with the graduating seniors, unless we had a reunion in the future. "Of course we'll have a reunion," Marty said. "I think that's what State Champions do. I can see us all with our big bellies and bald heads talking about the good old days when we put a State Championship trophy into the Mayfield High trophy case. Besides, Noah still owes us a pool party, so we should be having our first reunion before the summer is over." "When we get together as old farts, will we talk about the three circle jerks the night before the championship game?" Kevin asked. "Talk about them?" Marty said with a laugh. "Hell, we'll have one of our own just to show we can all still get it up." With that the meeting broke up, not without a lot of sadness. As much as us juniors liked to say we got the Team going, we knew in our hearts it would never have accomplished what it did without those seniors. Marty stopped me as we walked out the door. "I've got something for you." He handed me an envelope. I knew what was in it without opening it. I gave him a big hug, which he returned, his strong arms coming close to crushing me. "Thanks," I said. "No. Thank you. You're the best." As I waited for Noah I opened the envelope which had "Mayfield High School Mustangs" and the profile of a horse engraved on the front. Inside was an invitation and ticket to Friday night's high school graduation. The space in our gym was limited and invitations for non- family members were limited. I was honored to be asked. "It looks like Marty got you in," Noah said. "Yeah, and I know he had to get at least three extra tickets—one for me, one for Jeffrey, and one for Mister B." Of course Noah received an invitation as a member of Shane and Lisa's family. "Can I sit with you and your family?" I asked. "Silly boy." Noah took my hand as we started walking out of the small "downtown" area of Mayfield. "Who else would I want to sit with?" "I love you, Noah." "I know. And I love you, Eric." Then he took a serious tone. "And let's finish our stupid essays for old lady Donahue so we can think about finals." "You're always Mister Serious." "And you're not?" "Okay, so I am at times." "It's more like you are most of the time. Which is one of the zillion reasons we love each other so much." We walked to my house, our books in our backpacks, holding hands, not caring one iota about what the good citizens of Mayfield thought about two teenage boys strolling down their quiet streets holding hands. After all, we were in love, we were State Baseball Champions, and the world truly belonged to us on that spring evening. ++++++++++ **Danny and Carl** "If you keep losing weight," Danny said, "you're going to disappear." The two boys were lying on Carl's bed, their naked bodies still glistening with sweat, after a long, hard run. Danny was running his hand along Carl's still soft belly, his hand gliding along his friend's sweaty skin. Carl still had a long way to go and was still chubby and overweight, but Danny could see the progress his friend was making. "I'm trying. Dad says I need to get into the weight lifting program at school later this year," Carl said. He was enjoying the light rubbing of Danny's hand. He was enjoying it so much, in fact, that his hairless cock was rock hard. He could see that Danny, who, unlike him, had a nice patch of pubic hair, was aroused as well. "Do you think Mary Alice will ask you to go out with her?" Carl asked. "I hope so. I kind of like her and she's getting really fine. Her boobs are really growing." "Just like your dick is." Carl put his hand on Danny's boner, which was moving up to four-and-a-half inches of hardness. "That feels good." "I wish I could get a girl to look at me," Carl said. "I heard from Gavin that some girls told him that they've seen how you've been losing weight and stuff. I bet you'll hear from somebody when school starts." Danny and Carl had no doubt about their sexual orientation. They both liked girls; they liked looking at them, they liked talking about them, they liked jerking off to fantasies about them. But, they also liked having sex with each other, not so much as lovers, but as best friends. And Danny, more so than Carl, didn't mind messing around with other boys. Maybe more than most, Danny understood that messing around with guys was just that, messing around with guys, and that it had nothing to do with his being gay. On the flip side none of Danny's friends for a moment doubted that he was straight, even after he'd given one of them a master blowjob, just as he'd done for Kraig the other day. While Kraig knew instinctively that Hunter might be something other than a straight boy, Kraig also knew that Danny, even when he had his dick in his mouth, was straight. So while Kraig kept trying to seduce Hunter on the one hand, he was perfectly good with Danny sucking him off on the couch in Danny's living room and then listening to Danny talk about the girls he liked while Kraig took care of Danny's needs. "Want to fuck?" Carl asked. "I thought you'd never ask." "Before or after we shower?" "Before. We're just gonna get sweaty again. Besides, I like your smell." "You're weird." Danny grinned and said, "Only around you." "So whose turn is it to take it." "I don't know and I don't care. I just know I'm in the mood to have you up my ass tonight." "Okay." Danny had been in lust with Carl's ample ass ever since he took on a challenge from the middle school's baseball coaches and started working with Carl, who was overweight and lazy, to get into shape. The two ended up quickly becoming fast friends, and sexual play followed. Danny was, without question, the dominant boy of the two and he carefully plotted the taking of Carl's cherry. He even had a practice session with the twins when he fucked Kevin while Eric fucked Kraig right next to him on Kevin's bed. But Carl had other ideas. He knew Danny wanted his ass and he decided he would let Danny have it, providing he could fuck Danny first. Carl saw this as a way to get out from under Danny's complete domination. Danny was flabbergasted by the request. However, he wanted Carl's butt so badly he relented. The end result was the two boys becoming better and closer friends as their relationship became one of equals. "But, I want to lick out your ass first." That suited Carl just fine and soon Danny had his face buried in the crack of Carl's ass as his friend lay prone with his legs spread wide. Danny knew that a lot of the stuff he liked doing was gay stuff, but he fully intended to do the same things with any girl he took to bed. He let his tongue wander along Carl's sweaty, musky ass, licking and slurping and sucking and finally pushing his tongue against his friend's pucker. He shoved his tongue into it. Carl moaned and spread his legs wider. Danny could tell how Carl's ass cheeks had gone from pure flab to a hard layer of muscle forming under the remaining fat. He moved his tongue in deeper, eliciting a louder groan from his fellow twelve year old. "Fuck, Danny, if you don't stop I'm gonna cum all over my bed." Reluctantly, Danny removed his face from Carl's crack. He didn't know why, but the odors of Danny's ass were a huge turn-on for him. The precum leaking from his cock was a good sign that he was more than adequately turned on. Danny rolled over on his back, getting himself in position for Carl's penetration. Carl leaned over his friend, his face inches from Danny's. The boys looked into each other's eyes as both of their faces moved until their lips met—a meeting that was brief as their mouths opened, their tongues found each other, and they kissed with a passion that matched their high state of arousal. "Fuck me, dude, or I'm the one that's gonna cum." Carl obliged, aligning himself with Danny's ass. While Carl would become bigger than average in the size department by the time he hit sixteen, he was on the small size at age twelve, well under four inches and hairless. But Danny's muscular ass held him, and while he would end up giving his friend much more pleasure after they hit their teens, Danny liked having Carl inside him almost as much as he liked being inside of Carl. Carl went to work humping Danny, pushing himself in as far as he could and working not to move back too far and pop out. It was quick rabbit fuck, but both boys loved the pleasure they got from it. Danny started jerking himself off as Carl fucked him. He loved the feel of Carl's sweat dripping on him and of his own sweat running down his sides. The wet bodies had the boys slipping and sliding against each other. The whole thing was very masculine to the boys, who didn't see the sex as gay, but rather as a way of their practicing to be a man. The bed bounced with the exertions of the boys as they rutted and grunted and moaned and squawked and cussed and came, first Danny whose thickening pubescent cum shot over his chest and belly, and then Carl whose small clear emission coated Danny's intestine. After they finished, they rolled over on their sides and completed the kissing they had started earlier. It was not as passionate as the pre- sex kissing had been, but it was just as erotic and just as sincere. "I hope whatever girl I go out with kisses as good as you," Danny said. "I'm getting boned up already and I just cummed." "We better shower before my mom and dad come home." "You could let me fuck you first." "You're all yucky. You got sweat and cum on you and your hair is all wet and messy, so I dunno." Danny felt Carl's rising boner. "You know you want it." Carl gave Danny a sexy leer. The second round was different from the first as Danny fucked Carl hard and deep with long hard strokes as opposed to the quick rapid humps of Carl. This time the sex took longer as the boys had to build back up after their recent orgasm. When the inevitable happened, Danny's deepening voice emitted a growl and then he called out a long low, "fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck," and fired deep into Carl's hot, tight ass. Since Carl hadn't cum yet, Danny pulled his cock out of his friend's ass, shifted himself down, and put his lips around Carl's hard, thin shaft. It took only seconds for Carl to respond as he squirted a couple of small drops of sweet young boy cum onto Danny's tongue. Once again they kissed as they recovered their wits. "Now we really do gotta shower," Carl said. They got off the bed and headed into Carl's private bathroom. "You know, if I was gay I'd really like it," Danny said. "But damn, I gotta find out what a girl is like before I'm thirteen." Danny had been naked with a girl before during the infamous closet incident. He knew he wanted more than what little he'd experienced at Tama's and he was certain that seventh grade would be his time to get it. **Noah and Bobby** A couple of days after Bobby's sexual encounter with Missy, he and Noah were cuddled up on Noah's king-sized bed, still sweaty from their sexual exertions. Both boys had some of the miniscule amount of clear, watery cum that Bobby had leaked sticking to their skins. "Sometimes I think that just rubbing together like that is better than fucking," Noah said. "At least we can't pop out of each other's hole." Both boys giggled at Bobby's statement. "It's fun because we do a full body touch and our dicks touch and we get to kiss all the time and we can roll on top on the bottom on the sides..." "...and it feels really good," Bobby concluded. "Yeah, it really does feel really good." Noah had his arm around Bobby's torso and his hand was idly rubbing Bobby's smooth, freckled back. He pulled his eleven year old lover closer to him. "You're going to be twelve in a couple of weeks." "I've been telling people I'm twelve already since I'm the youngest in our whole group." Noah said. "We still gotta have a party for you." Bobby's birthday was on September fifth, just after school started. "I told you, I don't want no big party." "It doesn't have to be big. We could invite Eric and Scott and the twins and Lars—that's all. Well, my brothers and sister, too." "Not Ethan." "I never thought about inviting him." "Just making sure since we spent a week together and I didn't like him much." "No Ethan." Bobby hesitated a moment and then asked quietly, "But if you could invite the McGowans, that would be real nice...and my brother." "Anybody you want to be here can be there and anybody you don't want to be here won't be here." "Well, there is one person I want to be here that can't be." "Who?" "Missy." "Yeah," Noah whispered. "Tell me what happened Saturday." Noah knew a little bit; he knew that Bobby and Missy had slept together and he knew that Duke and Lenny had gotten into trouble, but Bobby said he would tell more later after Noah and his mom picked Bobby up at the trailer. Noah felt that "later" had just arrived and it was time for Bobby to tell him about the weekend. "It was nothing, really," Bobby said, afraid of offending Noah. It had been hard enough to just mention that Missy had slept in his bed with him. He couldn't even say they'd been naked in the bed, although Noah suspected as much. He knew Bobby well enough to know that if nothing had happened other than being crowded together in Bobby's bed, Bobby would have told him everything fully and quickly. "Bobby, I love you more than anything. I won't be mad no matter what happened, as long as nobody forced you and then I'd be super mad at them." "Nobody forced me to do nothing—um, anything." Noah and Bobby exchanged grins. Bobby had learned more about proper English from Noah then he ever had in the classroom or from Coach Sander's rule about using proper grammar in team meetings. It didn't matter there anyway, because he never talked at the team meetings. Noah kept stroking Bobby's back like he was petting a kitten, with gentleness and fondness and, most importantly, with love. So Bobby started his story of the evening, telling about Tyler leaving with Robby, about his reading "The Hobbit", about Duke barging in with Missy and then leaving them alone in the trailer. "I put some dinners in the microwave and we ate and then we talked some," Bobby said. "And what happened then?" Bobby told about Missy saying how she'd never seen a boy naked, only a man. He told about their remembering what happened between them the first time Bobby ran way to the McGowan's barn. "And then we got naked and looked at each other and somehow we ended up in my bed. I can't really remember how, we were just there. And the next thing I knew my boner was inside her and I did her." Noah could feel Bobby's body tighten up after he made that confession. "Was it good?" "Yeah. Not as good as you, but it was good. It made me think maybe the only boy I like that way is you." "What kind of way? I guess you mean like maybe you're not gay and you just do it with me because...well, because we love each other?" "Yeah, like that." Noah thought it over and then said. "I'm glad you did it, so you don't have to be worried about me being mad. Like I could ever be mad at you." "You're glad I did it?" "It was something special right then wasn't it." Noah said that as a statement not as a question, because he could feel through Bobby that it had been something special. "Yeah, it was. But I still love you and I told her I loved you." "I never thought you didn't. I think what you did was kind of like what Eric and I did when we fucked. Something special with a special person, but it doesn't get in the way of our love. Does that make any sense?" "I think so, but it wouldn't work if we were like married or something." Noah giggled even though he knew Bobby was being completely serious. "Then it's a good thing we're not married or I'd have to throw a frying pan or something at you. Smash the dishes against the wall, like in the movies—that would be crazy." Bobby was giggling now, too. "It would be really, really crazy." "So what happened next?" Noah asked after the two of them calmed down. Their bodies were tight to each other, their hands moving almost unconsciously over their partner's smooth eleven year old body. "We did it again and then we fell asleep." "And nobody caught you?" "Well, they kinda didn't." "I don't get it. How could they kind of not catch you?" What Bobby didn't know right away was that he and Missy had been caught by Bobby's mother, Cindy, when she came home. Since Bobby wasn't in the living room she figured he must have gone to bed early. She saw his open book, spine up, on the couch and decided she was right and would look in on him. She could see the light shining through the bottom of the door. When she quietly opened the door she was stunned to see he was in bed with a girl. She saw that the girl was Missy, Duke's niece. The top sheet covered them just past their hips and there was no doubt in her mind that they two children were naked. Her first reaction was one of anger. She wanted to wake them and scream at them for being stupid. But then she remembered all of the things that had happened in her home since Bobby was seven years old. That depravity made the scene in front her look innocent in comparison. She closed the door and returned to the living room. She would let them sleep for now, but she knew that she would have to wake them soon. The fact that Missy was here meant that Duke wasn't far behind and that he would be returning, probably with Lenny. When the McGowan's took her to George Bednarzyck, their lawyer, Mr. B told her that he would prepare to apply to the judge for a restraining order. "But you need to be aware that restraining orders are often violated, especially by the likes of your friends. It's only a piece of paper and won't actually protect you. If there is even a hint of their returning you need to call the sheriff's department." And that was what now she did. She knew she would have to wake up the two children and have them dressed before a deputy stopped by, but before she could do so the two of them stepped out of Bobby's bedroom, still naked, and not at all shy about it. "So she kind of caught you because she didn't wake you up after she saw you two naked in your bed?" Noah asked. "Yeah. I heard her on the phone when she called the sheriff, so I woke up Missy and kinda thought mom would know we were in bed together, so why hide anything? I mean it's not like that kind of shit didn't used to happen all the time there. People were naked and fucking and drinking and drugging ever since I can remember. But right then she was telling us that she called the sheriff that Duke was probably gonna show up soon. She said we probably should get dressed and we did." Noah knew that Bobby was going to have to catch his breath. He rarely engaged in a long monolog like that. Finally Bobby told about how Deputy Lee came by fifteen minutes later and talked with his mom and with Missy about Duke and where he might have gone. He asked what Duke was driving and what kind of vehicle Lenny drove. "I've called the Mayfield police," he said, "and they're going to sit down the road a piece with me. If Duke went looking for you in a tavern he probably will be coming from the east, so we'll go down the other way and park off the road where we can observe your driveway. We want to nail his ass violating the restraining order. They said they're going to see if they got drugs in the trucks, too, since I told them before that Duke deals drugs. They want to really nail his ass." He drove away and less than five minutes later a car came onto the lot. It was Mr. Robinson and Tyler. They both came into the trailer and immediately heard about Duke being in the area. "I'm going to get out of your way then," Mr. Robinson said. "I hope they throw their collective asses into jail." "I just want to thank you again for being so good to Tyler," Cindy said. "And to Bobby, too," remembering his Fourth of July trip. "I'm just glad things are getting better for you and that you're working at getting sober," Mr. Robinson said. "I'm told I have to do it a day at a time." "If it's all the same to you, it might be a good idea for me to take the kids until the police nab those two. It could get pretty dicey." "I hadn't thought of that," Bobby's mom said. "Yes, by all means, please take them." Mr. Robinson gave her his cell phone number. "Call me as soon as it's all over." Mr. Robinson left with Cindy, Bobby, Missy, and Tyler, and Bobby's mother sat in the little living room awaiting the return of Duke. Cindy, Bobby's mother, had no doubt that Duke would be accompanied by Lenny. She had the number of Deputy Lee's cell phone in case the two patrol cars should somehow miss Duke's return. "We were all pretty nervous," Bobby said. "I was glad that Mr. Robinson came to take us with him." "When did Duke show up?" Noah knew that Bobby usually had to be prodded to tell things. "Maybe a half-hour later. What happened wasn't pretty, but it was fast." When Duke barged into the trailer the first person he keyed on was Cindy. "So there you are bitch. Drunk as usual, I bet." Then he laughed his ugly laugh. "That makes it a good way to start a party. Just like old times. Let's get the kids drunk and have us a fucking orgy. I wanna fuck that little boy of yours real bad." It was obvious that he was wasted. "Where are the kids? In the back getting stoned and fucking each other, I bet." Lenny staggered in behind him, grinning wide. "Oh, hell ya, this is gonna be a great night." "I got a restraining order on you," Cindy said. "Ain't no piece of paper is gonna stop Duke. You oughta know that." They heard the sound of a car coming down the drive, but Duke couldn't see any lights. "Who the fuck's that? You got more company coming? See, I knowed you didn't want to keep old Duke away." Lenny opened the door and looked out. "Fuck, Duke, it's the cops. Somehow she called the cops on us." Duke looked at Cindy and slapped her across the face. "Bitch. You fucking, evil bitch." His second slap was observed by the deputy coming through the door. They now had an assault charg on Duke, which gave them a lot more leverage to haul him in. Red and blue lights started to flash on top of the police cars. Before Cindy knew it the two men were in cuffs and being hauled off to a patrol car. Duke screamed at Cindy, once again calling her a fucking bitch. Cindy called Mr. Robinson, letting him know that Duke and Lenny had been arrested, and he brought the four children back to the trailer. "What happened to Missy?" "Mom talked to Officer Lee about her being Duke's niece and all. They decided Missy could stay the night with us and somebody from child protective would come in the morning. And that's what happened." "Where did Missy sleep? On the couch?" "In my bed." "Your mother let her sleep in your bed?" "She seen us there already, so she figured what was done was done. She said to be careful and not tell no...anybody." Noah grinned again. Noah was at least getting the double negatives figured out. "Did you sleep naked together?" "Yeah." "Did you do it again?" "Yeah, two more times. We were so happy we did it again that night and we did it again in the morning. I'm sure mom and Tyler heard us in the morning, but they didn't bother us none. We just had t-shirts on when we ate breakfast...it was so cool. So now you can do Eric again." "Don't be Silly. I'm not keeping track. I'm glad you were happy." "Do you think maybe I'm not gay? That I just love you like we said?" "So between, say, Missy and Eric who would you do first?" Bobby thought a moment and said, "Eric." "And Missy and Scott?" "Missy." "And Missy and Hunter?" "Missy." "And Missy and the twins?" Bobby gave another quick answer. "The twins. And between Missy and you it's you all the way." "See, you like the guys who say they're really gay before you like Missy. I guess that says something." "I guess so. I don't care. I want to do what you and me just did again." Noah inched a wee bit closer to Bobby and kissed him. They kept their lips together for a while; they allowed their tongues to play as their little hairless cocklets came to attention. Noah licked Bobby's neck and the space between Bobby's neck and shoulder. He continued to lick downwards, licking Bobby's dime sized pink nipples, sucking on each one until he carried his licking even farther down, his tongue finding Bobby's naval, where he licked and sucked and kissed. Bobby writhed and moaned as Noah licked the erogenous places on his torso until his tongue found Bobby's tight, marble sized balls. He licked them, sucked on them, licked under them, licked his pink pucker, and licked the head of Bobby's boner, before placing Bobby's three-and-a-half steel pole into his mouth. The eleven year old emitted a quiet, high moan that was almost inaudible. "I want you on top of me," Bobby said with a hint of desperation in his voice. "Please, oh please." Noah kept on sucking Bobby as he moved his fingers down to Bobby's ass crack, rubbing the crack, finding his opening, and placing his middle finger slowly inside. Bobby squeezed his muscles against the intruder as Noah moved it deeper and deeper until he found Bobby's secret spot, the sweet spot that every boy who had learned of its existence loves to have touched. Another high pitched moan worked its way out of Bobby and Noah sucked his cock and finger fucked his ass, working Bobby's sweet spot over and over and over until Bobby could no longer stand the feelings that washed over him in wave after wave after wave of ecstasy. His little body shook and bucked as spasms of orgasmic joy hit almost ever fiber of his being. Noah could feel Bobby's dick twitch with his orgasm and then he could taste the sweet fluid that seeped out of his cockhead. Noah pulled his finger out of Bobby's ass and put it to his nose, inhaling the ripe boy fragrance. The smell of his boyfriend's insides only served to make Noah even hornier. It was only then that Noah got on top of Bobby as he quickly humped the boy who was almost comatose from the intense feelings that had just hit him. Noah didn't last long as he rubbed himself along Bobby's abdomen, lubricated with sweat, until his own cocklet went into spasms of dry orgasmic bliss. "That was perfect," Bobby said breathlessly as they traded light kisses and loving strokes. "I love you so much, Noah." "I love you, Bobby. I love you now and forever." The two naked boys finally made their way under the covers and fell into a blissful sleep, with Noah happy, as always, to have the redhead in his bed and close to him, and Bobby confirming in his own mind that whatever it was that Missy had to offer, it didn't come close to what he already had from Noah. Next: Pairings-2