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“Perceptions of Reality” (Part IV)

Author: mcr_blue_canary
Rating: R/NC-17ish for dark content, disturbing themes, sex...
POV: Sonny’s
Pairing: Matt x Sonny
Summary: Sonny finds out he’s adopted and wants to know the truth about his real parents…but would he better off psychologically if he never knew? He goes in search for the truth, his boyfriend, Matt by his side. Once he knows the truth, he must re-evaluate who and what he is, because he certainly can’t ignore what he’s found…after all; you can’t hide from the truth...
Disclaimer: NOT true. Happened in my head. Sonny gets along fine with his real and adoptive family and has known his real parents his whole life (just not that they were his parents)...I also believe he was younger when he found out about his adoption…? Moreover, the names of Sonny’s ‘real’ parents and family are made-up.

Author's Note: Please, please, please leave me comments, let me know what you think!! You don't know how happy it makes me! You guys help decide what happens next! (well, to some extent) ^_^

PART ONE: http://mcr-blue-canary.livejournal.com/3858.html
PART TWO: http://mcr-blue-canary.livejournal.com/4210.html
PART THREE: http://mcr-blue-canary.livejournal.com/4598.html

Part 4:

After that little incident, we sit in silence. I am fuming . Finally, I break the silence and say, “Why the fuck didn’t you tell me there was a fuckin’ pig outside the god-damn window?!”
“Sonny, Sonny, my dear,” he says with a slight grin that angers me more, “You’re probably gonna have a lot of questions about what happened—”
“What you let happen,” I interrupt.
“Ok, what I let happen just now, and I’ll tell you most of those questions have a single answer: because I didn’t want you to stop.”
I glare.
“Sonny, you’re amazing with your tongue! I dunno how you do the shit you do, but goddamn!”
“Hmph!” I turn my body away from him. I still pissed although secretly flattered.
“Aw, Sonny, look I’m sorry. I know it’s my fault,”
“Good job, Matt!”
“Sonny…I’ll buy you dinner…at a nice restaurant.”
“It better be nice.” I mumble.
“I love you, baby” Matt tries.
“Still ain’t getting’ any!” I yell.
He laughs. He can tell I’ve forgiven him—for now, at least.
We continue driving until I see an exit that looks like it may have something interesting. I demand Matt get off here. With a sigh, he obeys.
“This place looks all ritzy-like, let’s eat here.” I point to a fancy restaurant. Matt sighs again realizing just what he’s agreed to. I giggle.
“You’re evil, Sonny.”
I laugh manically.
We go into the place and it is beautiful. The floors have glossy black and white tiles. There are mirrors that have exquisite art cravings in them. The ceiling even has a black and white design with strategically placed chandeliers. The tables and chairs are a gorgeous dark wood and there are exotic plants all around. There is also pretty ivy growing up and around the mirrors and chandeliers. I am in awe; absolutely beautiful.
The next thought that came into my head was that this would be a romantic place to make love at. I smile at Matt.
He nudges me and whispers, “Y’know, this would be a fun place to fuck.”
I hit him. I like my wording better.
“Well,” I say, “Let’s get a table.” We’re still standing in the entrance. I walk towards a table.
Matt grabs my shoulder, “Ah, Sonny…” He points to the ‘Please Wait To Be Seated’ sign. “Maybe we should, a, get in line? Whaddya say?”
I blush. “I knew that! I was testing you!”
“Ok, I believe you,” he rolls his eyes.
When the waitress comes I ask for a move private table. We are then seated and given our menus. I look over it; the prices are kinda high, but not too bad. And I’m a big eater. I decide on steak, lobster, cheese sticks, potatoes and soup. Matt gets salad and a chicken specialty sandwich. The lady gave me a weird look when I ordered.
“That’s a lot of food…are you are you gonna eat all that?” she asked.
“Ok, but it doesn’t look like it’ll fit!” she jokes. She writes everything down, takes the menus and leaves.
Matt looks at me, “Fatass.”
“OOM!” Matt says loudly, “The dyslexic cow!”
I laugh, “Dork.”
“But you love me!”
“I do.” I smile. It’s hard to stay mad at him for too long. I look around, nobody else is around—we came at an odd time. I lean over and kiss him. We kiss until we hear a sound; we rip away from each other and look around. The waitress is back with my soup and Matt’s salad. She puts them down and leaves. I chuckle.
The rest of our food comes and I finish all of mine…with a little unwanted help from Matt…we also get dessert. The waitress is amazed that I can eat so much. Matt is amazed at the bill.
“My god, Sonny.”
“Your fault” I chime.
“It’s all my fault.” He does the big girl cry over his cake. I laugh.
After Matt pays the bill, glaring at me the whole time while I have a dorky grin plastered on my face. We head back to the highway.
Matt and I are on good terms again, chatting as we ride. As angry as he can make me, I still love him. He’s my only true love and I know he doesn’t really try to piss me off, it just happens. I smile. I’m really happy to be on this quest with Matt. I think that the both of us finding out together who I really am will bring us closer to each other. And I cannot think of any other place I’d rather be than right here with Matt.
Ugh, I’m getting sappy again; I shake my head to clear the thoughts.
“What do you think my mom’s like?” I ask.
“I dunno…Well, she’s young and unmarried, probably confessed as all hell when you were born, probably wanted you to have a good family.”
“Do you think she hates me?”
“No, Sonny, I think she’d be proud of you.”
I smile and am content. Matt can always make me feel better.
We continue driving along, Matt and I singing to the radio. All is peaceful, until I yell, “Isn’t that the exit we want?! I look at the directions again. “Yeah, it is!!”
“Ok, Sonny, navigate me around.” I smile at the request.
“Well, it’s a little late. Let’s get a good hotel room nearby,” I suggest.
“K. Why don’t you pick, darling?”
I glare. “I shall”
“Keep going down this road ‘till I tell you to turn.” I instruct.
“Yes, master.”
We continue along the city street. There are lots of little shops and it looks like Matt and I can have fun here for tonight. I see a nice looking hotel. It doesn’t look too ritzy, so I figure it might be reasonable.
“There!” I yell.
“There! That hotel!” I point.
“You sure?”
“Um-hmm.” We pull into the parking lot, and get out of the car.
“Let’s check prices before we grab our shit,” Matt says. I agree. We go into the hotel. There is an indoor poor and some computers in the lobby. It looks nice. Matt goes up to the desk and asks about rates…$109 a night plus tax. Then he asks about availability.
“I want a nice room, like maybe with a hot tub/Jacuzzi thing or somethin’” Matt says. She tells him that would cost more; he nods. She says she has one available for us—it’ll be $129 a night. He agrees. He pulls out he credit card and gets us the room. I feel bad for making him pay for everything. I decide I’ll buy the rest of the stuff for the trip from now on. I tell him that.
“Aw, Sonny, don’t worry,” he kisses my forehead.
“I will. And you’ll let me.” I inform him.
“Okay, okay….roar, Sonny.”
I roar. He laughs and we go to the car and get our bags. We go into the elevator, which is empty besides us. I ask him what room we have.
“You got a Jacuzzi so you could sex me up even though I told you you weren’t getting’ any!”
“Oh, I’ll get some,” he smiles evilly and nozzles my neck. I know he probably will, too. Damn irresistibility! But I’ll make him work for it!
“Let’s go out on the town!” I suggest. He nods.
We get off the elevator and look for our room. When we get to the door, Matt opens it. It is really nice inside, one king size bed, a spacious window, pretty decorations and, sure enough, a Jacuzzi! I throw my bags down and smile at Matt. I run and pounce on the bed. It’s really soft and I love it! Matt crawls in with me and pins me down, kissing my lips. I kiss him back, opening my lips to allow his tongue entrance. He hands move down my sides and under my shirt, rubbing my belly. I wrap my arms around him, one hand in his dark hair. Our kisses grow more passionate. He starts rubbing my nipples; I moan into his mouth. I pull him closer to me—as close as I can. He understands my little hint—I just want to kiss right now. His arms wrap around me tightly, until we are as close as humanly possible. We stay like that, making out for quite awhile. I break the kiss and look into his eyes.
“I love you.” We both whisper.
I smile and say, “Let’s go out, huh, Matt?”
“Okay,” he agrees dejectedly. I know he just wants to spend his time in here with me. What a cutie.
As we leave the room, Matt hands me the other key. “You might want this.”
“Why?” I ask, “I’m probably gonna be with you.”
“Just in case.” He smiles.
We can’t kiss in the elevator; someone else is there. We’re both a little disappointed. We go out unto the sidewalk. I look around, taking in the sights. We stop at all kinds of little shops. Including a sex shop, which included a lot of giggling on my part.
That shop had the biggest dildos I’ve ever seen! Matt and I joked about the people who’d need that.
“That’s more of a weapon, than a toy!” Matt said. “Seriously assault with a dildo…you could kill someone with that!!”
“You want it, don’t you?”
“Hell yes!! I’ll fuckin’ beat Pete Wentz with it!” I laugh and he grabs one off the shelf smiling evilly.
“Oh, don’t even think about putting that in me, buddy!”
“Aw, I don’t wanna hurt you, Sonny-kins"…he hugs me from behind and whispers in my hear, “Hell, baby, you can hardly handle me!”
I blush. Matt was the first and only man I’ve ever slept with. And I cried the first time we did it. It was tears of both pleasure and pain. Matt felt really bad for hurting me, but I reassured him I liked it. The first time was really great; it just hurt a whole hell of a lot, too, especially when he first entered me. It felt like he was as long as he is tall! I couldn’t breathe for a second and then I was taking deep breaths and screaming. He kept asking me if I was ok, and I said I was. Then the tears came, and he apologized and asked if I wanted him to stop. I told him I didn’t and to keep going. I didn’t want to disappoint him. I didn’t want to be a bad lay. Although, Matt loved it; I was virgin tight. And, despite all the pain, Matt is the best sex I’ve ever had. Of course, now he knows my body better and where my pleasure spots are…he’s a quick learner.
“I can handle you…” I mumble. He smiles. We continue looking around the store. There are penis lollipops and we both grab one. I see a packet of vibrating rings and read the back.
“Hey, these sound like they’d feel good.” I say to Matt. He reads the back, too, then smiles and raises his eyebrows suggestively. I get two. I grab a basket we drop what we have so far into there. We saw a $50 vibrater that moved around in circles inside you, it also had rabbit ears and vibrating beads, so all you had to do was lay back and enjoy…I eyed it up and played with the demo one. Amazing. Matt came over and watched it with me.
“You ain’t getting that,” he says.
“Why? Don’t like competition?”
“Exactly. And that’s the enemy.”
“We’ll use it on you…”
“Sonny! Naughty boy!” I put it in the basket. Matt glares.
“Isn’t that a little expensive?” Matt asks.
“I got plastic,” I wave my credit card at him.
“That your parents pay for.”
“Shit! Will it list everything I buy?!” Matt laughs.
“Shut up!” I hiss, “Maybe they can write it differently, like discreetly…besides, I’m 18 now anyway…”
“Rebellious!” he teases.
“Too bad. I’m getting what I want anyway.” I grab a few more things of that numbing gel. I see “Cozy Cream,” which is pretty much a tightening cream, makes you feel like a virgin again. I bet Matt would like that; I grab one of those, too.
“Okay, done!” I tell Matt. He nods. I know what he’s thinking. I bet he can’t wait to get back to the hotel room.
I go up to the counter and the guy rings up my purchases. I ask him, “Is there anyway that this can be listed discreetly on a credit card bill? I’d prefer not everyone in the house know what I buy.”
“Sure, sir, you can have it come up on the bill saying just 'Stefanelli’s Gifts' and your total.”
“Thanks so much!” I hand him my card and smile at Matt.
After that, I continue to drag him around town, just to torture him. Eventually we get back to the hotel room.
As soon as we are in the door, Matt picks me up and tosses me gently on the bed. He is instantly on top on me kissing my lips passionately. He pushes his tongue into my mouth. I suck on it. My hands go in his hair and he grinds himself lightly against me. He is hard; I figured that, the way I’ve been teasing him. He wastes no time; his hands go up my shirt and he breaks our kiss only long enough to take my shirt off. I tug at his shirt, sloppily trying to get it off, damn buttons. When I get it unbuttoned, he shrugs it off. He then lies on top of me, his flawless chest touching mine.
As we kiss, my hands go around his waist, playing with his belt; he is doing the same to mine. Our kiss becomes sloppier as we both struggle with the belts. Finally, I get the cumbersome thing undone and slide Matt’s pants over his naked ass. He kicks them away and I grab his ass. He pulls my pants and undies away and grabs my ass, too. He puts his arms on either side of me and kisses my neck; he kisses down my chest, barely stopping to play with my nipples. He kisses my tummy and where my pubic hair should be (I shave it all off). I moan loudly and grasp his hair, not enough to pull, though. He licks my whole pubic area before focusing on my erection. He licks the tip of it, and I throw my head back in pleasure. He tongues the tip of the head, and it feels so good, I almost scream. Without much warning he takes the rest of me in his mouth. This time I do scream. His tongue feels so good. He strokes my perineum with his other hand; pushing his knuckle into my soft, tender skin.
“Oh, God!!” I yell. Matt keeps going, making me moan louder and louder. He licks me everywhere, including my perineum. He puts his tongue inside me and I scream. He does it to my entrance like he would a girl’s—and it feels wonderful! I scream his name; I’m so close. He notices this too, and moves back up to my penis. As he puts me in his mouth, I feel a finger go inside of me. It takes all my willpower not to cum right then, but I hold back—I want more. I feel another finger slip inside. He moves them around, searching for my good spot. It doesn’t take him long to find it and when he does, I call out his name as I cum in his mouth.
I am temporarily out of breath, as Matt licks up everything, his fingers still inside of me. He licks my pubic area and on up my chest, toying with my nipples a little, until he gets up to my neck. He kisses my neck and my ears and finally my lips—all the while fingering me. He inserts another finger and I moan loudly; he is obviously quite horny today. I’m proud I can get him going like this…
“Ready?” he whispers looking into my eyes.
“Yeah,” I whisper, nodding.
He smiles at me and kisses me while removing his fingers. He then breaks the kiss to adjust himself. I try to adjust myself to make it easier for him. I then feel him at my entrance. I smile and he pushes himself inside me. I scream his name and wrap my arms around him. As he moves inside of me and out, I close my eyes and lay my head back. It feels so good. I’m used to the pain, and even that kinda feels good, call me a masochist if you will. I move with his body; I’m screaming loudly, I just let myself go, being as loud as I damn well please. Matt likes it went I’m loud…it lets him know how much I’m enjoying this. I can’t help myself, I cum rather quickly. Matt still has not gotten there yet and continues. I don’t mind, it still feels really good except I’m almost out of breath. I try to catch my breath unsuccessfully. Matt kisses my lips and that helps me regularize my breathing a little.
“More!” I encourage him. I tell him over and over how great this feels. He agrees. Matt is now holding himself back, so as to try to make me cum again. I’m already quite hard again and Matt touches my penis, he stokes it in time with his thrusts. I scream. This feels so amazing! I don’t want it to end, but I already feel I’m nearing my climax—again. Matt can tell, and he moves faster, pushing deep inside of me.
“Oh, God, Matt, I—” I start to say. Instead of finishing my sentence, I scream in ecstasy as Matt cums inside of me and I follow. We’re both breathing heavy and I pull him down for a kiss. He pulls himself out of me and I moan into his mouth. He flops down beside me and pulls me on top of him.
“I love you so much, Sonny.”
“I love you, too, Matt, you mean everything to me.”
There is a brief silence before I say, “Y’know we didn’t even use any of our new toys.”
“I know.” He giggles.
We both smile and kiss. We cuddle together; I take my usual place on his chest.
“So tomorrow’s the big day, eh?”
“Yeah,” I mutter, “Tomorrow.” I yawn and close my eyes.


Ok, I'm debating should Sonny have a little brother or be an only child? Let me know! Help me decide!!
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Date:August 12th, 2006 06:15 pm (UTC)
Only child?!
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Date:August 13th, 2006 03:43 pm (UTC)
i've posted this lots a places and everybody's been sayin' little bro...
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Date:August 13th, 2006 07:58 pm (UTC)
so lol I guess my input was helpful then?! ha
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