Tough Little Boys Alternate Kevin/Rick

Quincy growled, his eyes burning holes into Gabriel and his son in the mans lap.
Gabriel pouted.
"Well fine then, fuck you too." He crossed his arms, pouting at him.

"Hey now, don't expect me to never fuck anyone ever again do you?" He kissed the top of the boy's head.
Sean's head was bowed, he looked ashamed, his cheeks tinted red.

"Not anymore of my family damnit. Im mad at you! No don't kiss me!" Gabriel hissed at him, his bright blue eyes accusing.
Quincy's jaw clenched.
"You are never leaving this house again Sean." He was a very pissed off man..

"I didn't even know he was your brother when I did it babe." He sighed.
Sean looked up at his father.
"I'm still a virgin..." He muttered. "He didn't fuck me."

Quincy pulled his son out of the room, sitting down and frowning.
"You tell me everything....Right now."
Gabriel 'humphed' at him and shook his head.

Sean sighed.
"Daddy... one of my friends needed money... he's been selling himself lately and he couldn't get Gabriel to pay for just him, he knew he would pay for a threeway." He looked up at his father nervously. "But he fucked my friend.. not me..."

"You tell me why he says he did then right damn now before I beat his ass and your brothers ass for being with him and bringing him in here." Quincy grunted.

"He just said he touched me, not necessarily fucked... he did touch me and I'm sorry.." He'd just been trying to be a good friend.

"What friend?" Quincy raised a brow at him, looking his son over with a critical gaze.

"His name's Sage. I never bring him around here. He... has problems." Sean shrugged.

"I wanna talk to him. Now." Quincy stood up, pulling on his coat.

"Huh? No daddy... god, please don't..." Sean shook his head.

"I wont hurt him, or anything like that but let me make this very clear. You are my son and I love you and your brothers and sisters and your momma more than anything and im going to talk to this boy because I wont have you doing this. Your already sick baby...I cant risk anymore."

"It was only once dad I swear..." He sighed but stood up, put on his jacket, heading out the door.

Quincy followed, only pausing to glare at Gabriel.
"You listen to me. You touch any of my kids and ill kill you, and your fucking bitch."
He was talking about the boy on his lap.
He stepped out the door.

"Someone has a temper.." Gabriel sang with a wink at Gabriel.
Sean walked for a while until he came to a trailer park. He walked right past one of the trailers to a small tent sitting beside it. He kicked the flap, earning a curse from inside.
"Whats the password?" A voice asked from inside.
"I'm not saying the damn password. ITs a TENT."
"Say it."
"No... Sage damnit my dads here."
A curse was heard and minutes later a head popped out of the flaps. The boy had brown eyes and shaggy black hair. He looked... dead... his cheeks were sunken in and there were dark bags under his eyes.

Quincy blinked, and then looked at his son.
"Alright you two. Now I came to tell you that you were no longer allowed to be friends with my son but this is ridiculous. Where are your parents kid?"

"Momma's in there." He pointed to the trailer. "But I don't suggest you go in there now." He shrugged.
"She having one of her fits?"
"Indeed." Sage nodded.
"He lives in there." Sean nodded to the trailer. "But he likes it out here better."

Quincy knelt down, gently pulling the boy out and looking him over and then looking at Sean.
"You look like shit."
He didn't know what to do but he didn't wanna leave the kid...he looked like he needed help...

"Thanks." Sage sighed. He wasn't small, he was normal sized, he just looked a mess. He was shaking and jittering like crazy. Sean sighed.
"How long?"
"A week...."
"Good job..."
"Only cause I don't have the cash." Sage grumbled.
Sean shook his head.

"You two, stop talking about shit I dont know about. Explain stuff to me or im taking him home with us and ill go tell his momma im doing it. I can't leave a child out here like this. Thats crazy." He pulled Sean close to his side. "Spill it."

Sage shook his head furiously.
Sean sighed.
"Daddy... its... please leave him alone?"

"No. You had better talk because Sean....I run things in the slums and I can get what I want. You wont tell me someone will. I can always go talk to his mother." Quincy frowned at them.

"He's... a cocaine addict...." Sean explained gently earning a glare from Sage.
"I'm not an addict." He snapped.
"Sure Sage. Whatever."

Quincy groaned, getting up and pulled the boy and Sean to the car. He locked them inside before knocking on the door to the trailer.