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Today was the big day. Joey was hoping that everything would be great. Steven was going to go get his two-month check up. He hoped that they could have a fabulous celebration. He wanted to do this on the one-month check up but Steven said no. That would be rushing it. He hoped that he wouldn't hold out for a three-month check up.

He watched his car pull into the driveway; just by the look on his face he knew the answer. Steven bolted out of the car and threw his arms around him. "I just got back from the doctor! I'm clean!"

"That's wonderful Darling!" He gave him a bear hug. "Does that mean we can celebrate?"

Steven smiled at him. "Yes, good god YES!"

"Well before that I wanna show you something."

"I hope you put the hand rails around the toilet."

"Better than that. I bought something that I think you're gonna love!" Joey beamed, "You're gonna fuckin flip."

Steven followed him, he was used to this. He'd been talking about buying this Ferrari 612 Scaglietti. He followed him into one of his garages. There was a large object under a sheet-far too large to be a little sporty car. Joey pulled off the sheet and there was a sapphire blue solid panel van. "So what do you think?"

Steven was still puzzled. A van-just a van..."Wait a minute."

"This is it." Joey put his hand on the door. "Our van."

"Our van," Steven echoed, "That's impossible."

"No, no, no. I met up with Eric one day and we got talking and I asked him if he still had it. And he said he was gonna scrap it out so I bought it. I had it customized too."

He looked at the vehicle again still in disbelief. The guilt hit him. He silently cried.

"Man I thought you'd love it." Joey frowned at him, "If you don't like the color I'll have it repainted."

"No, it's wonderful." Steven shook his head, "You have to be the most thoughtful man I've ever met, and that's why I don't deserve you."

"Darling, I don't understand."

"I lied to you. I got the good news and I hightailed it to Teresa's. I guess I had it in the back of my mind that if I wasn't sick-she'd come back. Everything would be cool again."

"That's understandable."

"Yeah, but it didn't matter. I told her and all she did was nod. She said, 'I'm glad for you.' And we talked about the kids and some shit, then she started in about the divorce and wanted to know if I would fight it, and, and-" He shook his head.

"And?"

"She said if I fought it, she'd tell the court about me and Joe."

"Oh." Joey raised his eyebrows, "She knew?"

"Yeah Billie told her about that goddamned tape. She knew all along and never confronted me."

"That sucks." Joey frowned at him, "I don't get the 'lying' part."

Steven shook his head, "See I should have come here first. You should have found out first, not her."

"I'm OK with that. I understand."

"Yeah well, that doesn't make it right. You stood by me. She didn't. You deserved to be told first, not her." He thought for a minute, "I don't love her, I mean I love her but I'm not in love with her ya know. I'd feel bad if something happened to her. I don't hate her," He gave a shrug, "I just wanted my life to be normal again."

"Normal is gone."

Steven hung his head, "Yeah. I know."

Joey went him and held his body as close as he could to his. "I love you. I will always love you. I know you-you're a survivor. You'll get through it."

"God Joey, I love you too. I don't know what I'd do without you. You're so kind and thoughtful and just plain old fucking wonderful." He finally broke away. "So this van, how long did it take to fix it up?"

"I started it about two years ago, and then when all this shit happened, hell, I didn't want to tell you, so I thought I'd just wait and show you."

He followed Joey to the back and watched him open the door. The inside was much nicer than the last time he was in it. Blue and white leather upholstery and the entire floor was a mattress.

"Wanna take a spin down memory lane?"

Steven gave a smile, "Thought you'd never ask."

Joey closed the door behind them. He pushed a button on his key chain and the low tones of Barry White came from the speakers. The lights that buttoned the panels began to flicker in tone with the music. "That's cool!"

"Sound activated," Joey smiled. "The louder the brighter they go off."

Steven had to see that. He went through the scales, watching the lights go from a glimmer to a bright white. "Fuck that's cool!"

"I was hoping you'd like it."

"This is just so fucking awesome! It smells better in here too. What'd they say when you told them you wanted this great big mattress?"

"Nothing."

"Thumper, why dontcha come over here?" Steven cooed, as he kicked his boots off.

Joey smiled and he crawled next to him. He embraced him and gave him a loving kiss.

Steven forgot how much he loved kissing. It had been so long since he'd been with him, that he had actually forgotten how great he was at it. They began slowly, but soon they were each wrestling their tongues against each other. Joey eventually broke away gasping for air, he swallowed hard. "Fuck I love you."

"So what do you wanna do?"

"Get naked."

Joey unbuttoned his lover's jeans as he resumed his long kiss. It didn't take long for both of them to be naked.

Steven knew what he really wanted to say-to do what he wanted to do back so long ago. He wanted to give Joey 'kisses', but after all he had done for him, he didn't want to make him angry. He didn't want this gesture of being in their van tainted with Joey getting upset about a blowjob. He ran his hand over the drummer's new scar. "They cut you good."

"It was a little worse than what they originally thought. I'm fine."

Steven kissed his scarred shoulder. "Whatdaya wanna do?"

Joey licked his lips. He too wanted this to be a perfect scenario. Whatever Steven asked, no matter how uncomfortable, he decided he would do it. He had been so terrified that Steven wouldn't make it, he would bleed to death, or that he'd do something foolish, that he'd never have him again, he regretted holding out on the oral. "Whatever you want, I'll do it."

"Whatever? Be careful with the word 'whatever' Thumper."

"How about kissed?"

Steven eyes widened like saucers. "Kisses, you mean," he deepened his voice, "Kisses?"

Joey went on his back. "Yeah."

Steven let out a squeal. He smiled as he knelt beside him, but as he looked at him, he saw terror. Not fear, not uneasiness but absolute terror. "It'll be great. Hey I haven't done it in a while, but hell Joey, trust me."

He simply nodded.

"Do you wanna talk about whatever happened?"

"Huh?"

"Why you're so uncomfortable right now, you act like I'm gonna bite it off."

"God don't say that!" Joey sat up, he took a deep breath, "OK," He grabbed his cock, and pointed to the side, "See this?"

"How the fuck could I miss that?"

"No, here, this scar."

"Scar?" Steven squinted a bit, "I thought it was just a vein."

"Do you remember Frannie?"

"Yeah." Of course he remembered Fast Frannie-the easiest girl in class.

"Well, she was going on about how great oral was and started on me and," Joey sighed, "She bit me."

"Oh my poor baby!" Steven gently ran his fingertip over the scar.

"That wasn't the bad part. I got the bleeding to stop and thought this sucks, but a couple of days later my balls swelled up, so I went to the doctor and he," He now grabbed his sack, "He cut here and over here to drain the poison out. I mean he literally squeezed the poison out. So that's why I never really went out of my way to get a blowjob."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I was embarrassed. My dad found out and went ape shit on me. He screamed at me and slapped me around. It wasn't the best summer for me." He ran his fingertips over Steven's cheekbone, "But I trust you. I know you're not some inexperienced high school girl." He took another deep breath, "I want you to do it."

"Thank you for trusting me." He gave him a slow sensual kiss on his mouth. "If you don't want me to-"

"No, if you want to give me kisses, then do it."

"OK, then just lay back and relax." Steven pushed him back, but didn't go directly to his cock. He decided to get him to unwind. He began suckling at his nipple. He heard Joey let out a throaty moan.

Steven made his way to his hip. This was another thing he always wanted to do, but he never believed that April was as open minded as Joey made her out to be. He started kissing his hip, then when he knew that his suction would leave a mark, he tilted his head to finish his own little type of brand.

He felt Joey's hand take his own, "What are you doing?"

"Giving you a heart shaped hickey."

Joey laughed and he looked at the mark he'd left-a deep pinkish heart on his hip. "That's incredible." He looked at him, and realized that he wouldn't hurt him. If he could do this, he could do anything with that mouth. He laid back down-he knew he was in the mouth of the master.

Steven took Joey's cock in this long hand and began kneading him, "If you wanna stop, just tell me."

"I will."

"Good." Steven looked at this enormous piece of muscle he hand in his hand. He was getting hard. He took his cock and slowly rubbed the side of his face with it-like a cat does when it's marking its territory.

He was taking his time, not wanting Joey to get too uncomfortable, but if this was gonna be oral, he had to put him in his mouth sometime. He ran his tongue over the side, over his scar. He licked him slowly and deliberately, like he was stopping every drip from an ice cream cone on the hottest day in August.

Steven put him in again, but this time he hummed. He heard Joey let out a groan. He swallowed his cock feeling him go in deeper. He began to taste his pre-cum.

He looked at him-the fear was gone from his face. He didn't ask him how he was, he knew. He slowly put Joey in his mouth and sucked. He'd let him out every once in a while, just so he wouldn't get nervous. He wanted this to be the best thing that ever.

"Darling," Joey murmured. "I'm almost ready."

Steven got the rubber, and got it on him. Joey went back inside as he swallowed every inch of him. It didn't take long and he felt Joey's cock throbbing in his throat and his voice crying out.

He was shocked at how much this had taken out of him, as he sat up, he wiped his brow with his trembling hand. "That was good for me, how about you?"

"That was amazing." Joey cooed.

Steven lay down beside him. Joey was now cradling his body, passionately kissing him. He knew it was too much to ask for him to return the favor. Maybe next time.