I hope you will like ;)
Title: The sanctuary
Fandom: Zeke & Casey
Author's note: thanks to aliensouldream for organizing this - even if I'm so much behind lately with reading and writing, it's always wonderful so see so many C&Z stories around :)
Disclaimer: of course, not mine
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Later he couldn't say any more how he had made it home. He was still trembling, full of anger ... and excitement. He had a cold shower and two beers which he gulped down quickly. It only left him feeling even more dizzy. At the end he gave in. He jerked off twice, thinking of Casey-fucking-Connor, the world's biggest geek, the most sexiest guy alive.
It didn't help much. Nothing seemed to help. Several days passed and he couldn't stop thinking about him. Wednesday he had a quickie with Hannah ... right under every ones nose on the parking lot at the mall. Friday he met Maria ... or was it Marcie?! ... and spend the whole night with her at a motel nearby. Saturday he went to Columbus ... and left the club without the pretty blond who had tried to flirt with him for hours. He felt as worn out as never before.
Finally he went back to the lake. He waited all day long, hidden between the trees, but no Casey. He cursed himself loud and long. This was so embarrassing. What the hell was wrong with him? He had always been able to control his feelings ... and now ...
Casey! It was all his fault. He had destroyed his life. He had taken away the only place where he had been able to relax. And now he haunted him. Zeke tried to hate him.
Casey would found himself in hell when they would be back at Herrington High after summer break. Zeke would team up with Gabe and his stupid buddies. They had always liked to bully Casey ... and for the first time Zeke started to understand. Casey didn't deserve better. He outright cried for being tormented. And when he finally would be on his knees ... literally or figuratively ... he would get his clear head back and see what he actually was. A wimp, a desperate geek, an everlasting loser ...
And Zeke would snatch his stupid camera and make pics of him. Pics he would show off at school. Pics which would always remind him when he started to think of Casey Connor as the sexiest guy alive again.
Usually he tried to avoid the Mall on a saturday afternoon. Weekend. A lot of stupid crowd around. But he was not in the mood for partying or clubbing today and his freezer was almost empty. No more beer at home and he needed to get a few good DVD's which would help to distract him over the weekend.
He had looked for a free parking lot far away from the other sunday driver. With his luck lately one of them would probably crash right into his beloved GTO. He felt relieved when he finally came back, loaded with two Six-packs of Heineken, Pizza, some Egg-rolls and three good, old movies he could watch over and over again. He put the bags onto the backseat, all he wanted was to leave this hellhole as quick as possible, when suddenly a voice from behind made him jump.
"Fuck," he yelled after banging his head against the car's door frame.
"Connor! What the hell are you doing here?"
Moody he stared at him. He looked as usual - ridiculous jeans, an old-fashioned brown shirt and a yellow tee underneath. It was somehow disappointing that he had next to nothing in common with the guy from the lake. But at least it brought him back on earth again. How could he ever think that geeky Casey Connor was sexy?
His blue eyes looked bright and his smile was gentle.
"Some shopping for my mom. And I wanted to get the newest comics."
He pointed at the bag in his hand.
"I like that stuff. You?"
Zeke narrowed his eyes. What was this? Even at school they had barely talked before. Casey was always on his own and he had never bothered Zeke with stupid stuff he needed. He was mommy's good boy. Zeke was the nightmare of all parents. They had nothing in common. So, what had happened that Casey suddenly tried to make conversation? As if they were best friends?
"You look worn out," Casey continued.
"Hope you are okay. I didn't see you for quite a while now."
"Get off my back, Connor. There are not many places we two could meet," he growled and wanted to get into the GTO.
"Sorry! Just thinking. Why don't you come to the lake anymore?"
Zeke jerked around, felt panic rising up.
"What lake," he almost yelled.
"What the fuck are you talking about?"
Casey laughed slightly.
"The hidden lake in the wood. I like to be there. It's a great place."
Indeed, it had been a wonderful place. Before Casey had shown up there. Zeke's face darkened when he remembered what he had lost.
"You shouldn't! It's not yours, you know!"
"I don't mind to share!"
"We both could have a lot of fun there!"
Damned! This little fucker! Zeke tried hard not to think about all the fun they could have. He and Casey together ... alone ... naked ...
"Just forget it," he snarled.
"You can have the lake all for yourself, I don't want it anymore. And now leave me the fuck alone."
"That's too bad!"
The voice was calm, but his eyes were sparkling amused.
"Didn't you like what you saw?"
Zeke gasped for air. The world turned around. He had known it. He had known that he had been there, hidden between the trees, and he had put a show on. How could he dare that? No one ... no one ... dared to make a fool out of him!
"You little prick," he yelled beside himself with rage.
"You are dead ... fucking ... meat!"
Casey smirked and rolled with his eyes.
"Geez. You make a good drama queen. It's not that bad, Zeke! Get over it!"
"Being gay. To like guys. You are not alone with that, you know."
This was a nightmare. How could this be? Casey was just a stupid geek. He barely dared to talk with others. He had a hopeless crush on the cheerleader queen of the school. And here he was, talking about his gayness as if it would be the most normal thing of the world. Zeke felt trapped like a fly in a spider's web.
"Stop doing this. Stop analysing me. You're not my stupid shrink. You know nothing about me. I don't fuck guys!"
Casey blinked wildly, Zeke grinned satisfied. Point for him. Good!
"Oh. You think I want you to fuck me? No Zeke, thank you. But I will never be one of your mindless five-minute-fucks."
It happened in a split of a second. Zeke grabbed him at his collar without thinking and pressed him against the GTO.
"Better be careful with what you say," he hissed.
"I could crush you like a worm!"
Casey wasn't scared in the slightest.
"You could," he admitted and didn't even make a try to free himself out of Zeke's arm.
"But you won't, right?"
He smiled at him, his face, his lips so near. Zeke could feel his warm breath. And he knew it had been a mistake. Much too near. He could just bent his head and kiss him. It didn't look as if Casey would mind, no matter what he had said.
"Do you want me, Zeke?"
No, his mind warned him. Yes. Yes, yes, yes!
"Come to the lake tonight. Did you ever go there at night? It's stunning at full moon. As if you could touch the stars in the water."
Full moon? Stars in the water? What the hell was he talking about? Zeke was not interested in stargazing. All he could think about was ...
Casey moved even nearer, his lips touching his earlobe, when he whispered.
"My parents are not at home this weekend. So I can stay as long as I want ... as long as you want me to stay."
... to fuck him senseless. His mind was racing. No one would ever get to know. Casey would be smart enough not to talk about it at school. So, why not? Casey outright begged for it. He would give him the most unforgettable night of his life ... later he could to move on like he always did. Just one night to get this little shit out of his head ...
"If you let me, I'm gonna give you the first fuck of your life."
All Zeke could do was to jerk away and stare at him with disbelief.
"You ... what???"
He was not sure if to laugh or to yell. Alone the thought of it was ridiculous.
"Don't worry. I know you are still a virgin when it comes to that. I'm gonna be careful, promised. It will hurt only a tiny bit."
As if through a haze Zeke felt Casey's fleetingly ... promising ... kiss on his lips. When he started to think clearer again he was alone.