love and a .45
From a distance the adobe built Spanish house stood out amongst the community full of spacious mansions. The single occupant bounced from room to room going on with her daily activities.
Nested in a side street they sat watching through the dark tinted windows of the parked vehicle. Two sets of eyes intensely followed every move of the blonde woman inside of the house.
The driver side window was partially rolled down. A creamy white forehead and murky blue eyes were visible through the opening. Those eyes silently condemned and spied on the girl in the window, the girl who held the secret that could potentially destroy him.
“You excited?” the driver asked, his eyes never moving from their fixed gaze.
“Hell yeah,” the passenger replied, his leg bouncing up and down in nervous wait as the adrenaline rapidly pumped through his veins, preparing him for the afternoons events.
“You sure about this? You can turn back now if you feel the need to.” The driver inquired, testing his accomplices loyalty.
“I’m doing it because I know what her loose tongue could do to us. The other reason as to why is because I love you Justin.”
Justin turned his head to the side, his eyes meeting a set of eyes full of determination. His lips spread thin as an open toothed smile formed on his face. He leaned into the passenger his lips crashing onto the other mans mouth. His tongue pried open the set of lips he tasted and began to explore the orifice hungrily. The passionate kiss ended as fast as it started.
“Go” Justin commanded.
The passenger exited the car and began his ascend to the doorstep of the house. He climbed the steps to the door pressing his fingertip to the white button on the side sending the chime of the bell to radiate throughout the house. He waited.
The door slowly opened, revealing the bronze haired siren inhabiting the house that was so thoroughly kept watch on.
“Hello Britney” the guest said, a broad smile warming his stern look.
“What do you want JC?” she asked, her tone one of annoyance.
“I just want to talk, that’s all,” he admitted sounding genuine in his request.
She sighed, “Get out of here. I don’t have anything so say to you.” She spat.
“But we have so much to talk about dear,” JC barked as his forceful push sent Britney stumbling backwards, an unprepared reaction to his action. With her out of the way he stepped inside, the door slamming shut behind him.
“Get out of here JC!” she yelled.
“I haven’t had a chance to talk to you Brit. Please let me talk. Don’t you want to know the reasons for my visit?”
“No, I-” Britney began.
“You know too much my dear,” JC interrupted as he took steps forward causing Britney to step backward. “It is amazing how you found out, really it is. Justin and I were so careful in our attempts to keep our relationship secret. We had come close to having everyone fooled then you came along raining on our parade.”
Britney had backed into a wall. Her arms extended forward pleading with JC to stop, her eyes wide expressing the fear she was feeling.
“Leave me alone or I will tell everyone! They will know you are both fags!” she threatened.
“We can’t have that now can we? I can’t let you ruin what had taken so long to build.
He paused.
"Goodbye Britney"
He pulled out the black .45 revolver pressing against his lower back tucked in the back of his pants. The barrel was pointed in her direction and the trigger was pulled. Blood began to pour from the hole in her chest. Her lifeless body slumped to the floor coming to rest in a pool of her blood.
The front door opened and closed. Footsteps echoed in the room coming closer with each step. Justin stood next to JC, his eyes focused on the body before him.
“You did it babe,” he said in a congratulatory manner, his voice low and seductive.
Their eyes met as smiles of accomplishment filled their faces in unison.
“God your hot,” Justin exclaimed as his eyes began to explore the structured face only inches from his. JC leaned in and began to suck and bite Justin’s pink lips. Their hands began to move against each others bodies as both of them grew hard in anticipation. Losing themselves in the moment and forgetting of the body before them they continued to enjoy themselves.
Before long the realization of his environment hit him, “Should we do this there?” JC asked panting as his head tilted slightly to the corpse only feet from them.
“Let her watch,” Justin teased.
Their lips met once again. Clothes were rapidly shed in pleasure. They made love, moaning and grunting as loud as possible in celebration over the success of the plan and of the worry vanishing knowing their secret was safe.