Imperfect Porn 2 - Oliver's Online by Stephani Hecht

Author:Stephani Hecht [Hecht, Stephani]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: General Fiction
Publisher: eXtasy Books
Published: 2013-05-24T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Lane was woken from a deep sleep by Oliver’s thrashings. He made soothing sounds at Oliver as he propped himself up on one arm. They must have slept longer than he’d thought. Lane looked down at his sleeping lover and realized that he was in the throes of a nightmare.

“Hey, Oliver, baby, wake up,” Lane soothed. He rubbed Oliver’s chest and arms in slow, calming strokes, hoping to ease him out of his nightmare. Whatever he dreamed about, it didn’t bring him any happiness.

Oliver’s face contorted into an expression of pure terror, but his eyes stayed closed as he remained trapped in his own private hell.

“No! I have to get out. I’m trapped. I’m so sorry, Dave. Forgive me, please.” Oliver pleaded.

“You’re not trapped. You’re safe with me,” Lane assured him as he gave Oliver a slight shake.

“Dave. Don’t die. Please, I love you so much,” Oliver whimpered.

It felt like a punch to the gut to hear Oliver declare his love for another man, even a dead one, and that made Lane feel like a jerk. He couldn’t help it though. In the short time that he’d known Oliver, he’d grown to care a great deal about him.

The door to Oliver’s room burst open, and Ronnie and Patrick came rushing in. Lane rolled his eyes. Great, just what he didn’t need, an audience to his situation. All that was missing was Becca and her stupid little dog, and the picture would be complete.

Patrick brushed Lane to the side and grabbed Oliver by the shoulders. “Oliver, you need to wake up, sweetie. You’re just having one of your dreams again. Come back to us.”

Patrick had to repeat the sentence several times, but Oliver finally opened his eyes and blinked up at Patrick. “Patrick?”

“Yeah, honey. It’s me.”

“Oh, God. It happened again. Didn’t it?” Oliver groaned.

“Yeah, I’m afraid it did. This one was a doozy, too. It took me a while to get you out of it,” Patrick said.

Lane didn’t appreciate being ignored. “Does somebody want to tell me what in the hell is going on?”

Oliver gasped, as if he just realized Lane was even there. Which was really an ego booster for Lane. “Holy shit! Did you just see all that?”

“Yeah, I was sleeping with you at the time. Remember?” Lane asked.

Oliver buried his face in his hands. “Oh fuck. How embarrassing.”

Lane reached out to him but Oliver pulled away. “Maybe it’s best if you just left.”

Oliver didn’t make eye contact as he made his request.

Lane felt like somebody had just slugged him across the face then kicked him in the ass for good measure. “Are you throwing me out?”

“No, I’m asking you to leave, so I can get my shit together emotionally.”

“It’s the same thing, Oliver,” Lane said evenly, trying hard to keep control of his temper.

Here he was trying his best to help and Oliver was shoving his away. And to make matters worse, he was doing it in front of his friends. Lane got up, not caring about his nudity and began to pull on his clothes.

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