Moore looked up from the book he was reading when he heard a familiar creak.

"Hi." Nero grinned as he climbed in the window.

"Hi yourself." Moore laughed softly. "Why didn't you use the front door? The rents aren't home."

"Me use the front door?"

"Oh, that's right. I forgot you aren't normal."

"No, I ain't and you love me cause I ain't."

"Damn straight I love you." Moore whispered. "C'mere."

Nero eagerly pulled off his boots and crawled into bed with Moore. "Whatcha readin'?"

"Shakespeare." Moore smiled as he pulled Nero closer to him.

"Ewwww."

"It's for school."

Nero grabbed the book and threw it on the floor with a grin. "Nuff of that."

Moore glared at his cousin. "What do you think you're doing?"

"This." Nero whispered and leaned up to kiss Moore deeply.

Moore groaned and sank a hand in Nero's long blonde hair.

Nero deepened the kiss then whimpered when Moore pulled away.

"Behave." Moore breathed.

"Why?" Nero whined. "Uncle Matty and Billy ain't here and it's a long weekend so you ain't gotta do your homework right now."

"Because we have somewhere to go today, remember?"

Nero groaned. "Yeah, I remember."

"Why are you groaning?"

"Cause I rather spend the day with you than go to my dad's birthday party."

Moore frowned. "Did you have a fight with Uncle Jeff?"

"Not really..."

"Kid, talk to me."

Nero slid off the bed and walked over to the opened window. "It ain't no big deal."

"If it has you this upset, it's not nothing."

"My dad thinks me and you spend too much time together."

"He does?" Moore asked and walked over to Nero.

"Yeah."

"Do you think he suspects something?"

"I dunno." Nero shrugged. "I think he just don't want me to be gay."

"Why do you say that?" Moore whispered as he slid his arms around Nero's waist.

Nero sighed and leaned back against Moore. "Cause he keeps askin' why I ain't got a girlfriend."

"I guess that's a logical question, after all you are fifteen."

"So?"

"So, most fifteen year old boys usually spend their time chasing anything in a skirt."

"You wear skirts."

"They're your dad's old kilts and I only wear them in private."

"Uh huh." Nero grinned. "Ya look sexy in 'em too."

"You're only saying that cause you wanna get laid." Moore laughed and dragged his fingers across Nero's stomach.

"I'm sayin' it cause it's true." Nero murmured and pressed his ass against his cousin's crotch.

"Sure you are." Moore groaned. "Get in bed."

"Thank you Mo." Nero smiled as he eagerly crawled into bed.

"Thank me later." Moore replied and pulled off his shirt. "Oh and Kid?"

"Hmm?"

"Don't think I've forgotten that there's a conversation we need to finish later."

--

"The birthday boy is not suppose to be hiding out at his own party."

Jeff looked up and smiled sadly. "I was just out here thinkin'."

"About what, monk?" Scott whispered as he joined his lover on the steps of the back porch.

"Stuff."

"Like..."

"Us...Nero..."

"Ah." Scott nodded. "You still think he's hiding his sexuality?"

"Maybe."

"Can I ask you something?"

"Ya know you can."

"Why does it bother you that he might be gay?" Scott asked.

Jeff sighed and ran his hand over his face. "Because what if he's gay only cause we're gay?"

"Jeff..."

"No, Scotty listen. All them shrinks say kids learn from their environments. Nero grew up with two gay parents, one of them who used to fool around with his own brother..."

"What does that have to do with anything, Jeff?"

"You really wanna know?"

Scott nodded slowly.

"I think Nero is messin' round with Moore."

"Wh...what?"

"I ain't sure." Jeff replied then cursed violently.

"Why didn't you tell me any of this before?" Scott asked.

"Cause I wanted to be one hundred percent sure."

"What happens if we find out it's true?"

"I have no fuckin' clue." Jeff laughed bitterly as tears pooled in his eyes.

Scott sighed and wrapped his arm around Jeff's waist. "It's going to be okay, monk. I promise." He whispered.

"I love you, Scotty."

"I love you too, Jeff."

--

"That tickles." Nero giggled softly as Moore licked his neck.

"Shhh." Moore whispered. "You're going to get us caught."

"Sorry." Nero murmured.

"Why in the hell are we under the staircase instead of your room, anyway?"

"Um...cause you were too horny to wait?"

Moore chuckled as he squeezed Nero's ass. "You keep telling yourself that, Kid."

"Hey, who's the one gropin' me?" Nero grinned.

"I could stop..."

"Moore." Nero whimpered.

"Aw fuck." Moore groaned and kissed Nero eagerly.

Nero slipped his arms around Moore's neck and returned the heated kiss.

The two suddenly jumped apart when they heard footsteps.

"Go back to the living room." Moore whispered softly.

Nero sighed softly and nodded. He quietly slipped back into the living room only to come face to face with Jeff.

"Where've ya been?" Jeff asked.

"Bathroom." Nero replied.

"Where's Moore?"

"How should I know?"

"It was just a question."

"Well, I dunno."

"Hey you two." Scott said as he walked over to where his lover and son were standing. "It's time for cake."

"We'll be right there." Jeff replied.

"I...um...I'll get the door." Nero said when the doorbell rang.

"Come on, monk." Scott said softly. "Let's go have cake."

--

"Hey dad." Nero said walking into the kitchen. "There's someone here to see you."

"Who?" Jeff asked.

"Me."

"Mark." Jeff whispered.

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