Challenge (MxM) (COMPLETED)

Chapter Twenty Six- The Milkman

Chapter Twenty Six-

Dax

I wanted to surprise Noel by coming home early, but I'm not even off the elevator yet and I can already hear the music blaring and voices cheering and shouting. I vividly remember telling him that he could invite a few friends, but I didn't want him to wreck the place.

I sigh and make my way off the elevator to the door where someone is standing. "Five bucks to get in."

"It's my house."

"I don't make the rules buddy. Milkman said to charge everyone who comes up."

I roll my eyes and fish in my pockets for a bill. All I can dig up is a 50, so I throw it at him and walk past. What kind of world am I living in when I have to pay to enter my own house.

"No-el! No-el! No-el!" I hear people chant as soon as I walk in.

I turn my head to see him doing a handstand on a keg while someone holds the nozzle in his mouth, counting how long he can drink it for.

I raise a brow and lean against the wall, thinking of the punishments I can give him. He's drinking obviously, and that's against the rules. He invited all these people into my house which I definitely didn't give him permission to do. The whole place is trashed, and I swear I saw someone puking in a vase.

I sigh deeply, rolling my eyes. I just wanted to do something nice for him and now he's making me punish him. I do notice that everyone is barefoot or in socks and there's piles of shoes at the door. There's tarps on my couches to keep anything from staining the white fabric. There's also caution tape on the banister going up the stairs, so hopefully nobody is f*****g in my bed. Or worse, the playroom.

Once Noel finishes the keg, he gets off, giving everyone a goofy little smile as they cheer for him and pat him on the back. His friend wraps his arms around him and drags him to the center of the livingroom to start bouncing with the beat of the song.

I'm getting a few stares, but it's expected. This is a stupid little party for childish teenagers and I'm decked out in an all black suit.

Noel's friend seems to notice me and whispers something to him. Noel's eyes widen as he says something back, looking around quickly, but not seeing me. The guy points at me, and I see all of the color drain from Noel's face when our eyes meet. He mumbles what looks like 'f**k'.

I take that as my cue to shut the party down. I walk into the livingroom where the stereo is and unplug it from the wall, drawing everyone's attention when the music goes off.

I clap a few times and clear my throat. "Hi everyone, lovely to meet you all, but this is my house, so, kindly, get the f**k out."

"f**k you, man. Turn the music back on." Someone shouts.

"Oh. Did I forget to mention that I called the cops and they're 2 minutes away?" I lie.

That seems to get them all moving, practically trampling over each other to get to the door. I notice Fizzle and Elliot standing awkwardly while the guy next to Noel stays put.

Once everyone else is gone, I walk right to Noel and kiss his forehead with a little smile. I don't want him to worry about me being upset right now. It's clear that he's not in his right mind. "Did you have fun while I was gone?"

"Are you going to punish me?"

"Not right now. You can't consent unless you're sober, baby." I answer.

The place is a mess still. There's solo cups and streamers strewn all over the place along with unopened condoms and glitter. I don't have any anger bubbling up because I know that it can easily be all cleaned up, but I am upset with Noel. I don't care as much about the mess as I do that he put himself and everyone else in danger.

My rules are there to protect him and keep him safe. They're there so he can be happy and healthy, and he completely disregarded them. I have to punish him so he won't do it again, but I am not going to do it while he's like this.

"Hey, sorry about all of this. Noel said you weren't gonna be back until tomorrow. I thought we'd have time to get everything cleaned up so I invited a few friends to hang out and I guess I got carried away with the invites." His friend admits. "We collected money at the door though, so don't worry. Mickey the Milkman has all the expenses covered. We'll have this place cleaned up in no time."

I glare at the kid. Mickey. The same Mickey that challenged Noel to sleep with all those people in high school. The same one who got him drunk at a party and they both ended up getting arrested. The same one that snorted smarties and god knows what else he did.

Noel is drunk off his ass and can hardly stay standing and this guy is totally fine. If I'm going to be mad at someone, it's going to be him.

"I can cover the expenses fine on my own thanks. I would like for you to stop seeing Noel. You're an ignorant little delinquent that brings out the worst in him and it's sad to know how much of his potential is wasted because he's friends with you."

"Thanks, but no thanks. Noel is my best friend. I'm not just leaving him alone because his possessive and controlling boyfriend wants me gone. Noel is just as bad as I am, and if you don't see it then it's your fault."

"Mickey~, don't be mean to him." Noel slurs, stumbling a little when he goes to walk. Mickey catches him and lowers him to the ground so that he's sitting on his butt.

"Beer and tequila aren't a good mix, huh? It's alright, Noel. We'll get you some drugs and water."

"What? No, it's amazing. Your parties always rock, Mickey. Hehe... Milkman Mickey. H-Hey remember that time when you snuck into my room when I was grounded and milked me all night? That was nice. Woah. Who's that hot guy?" Noel asks, staring at me with wide eyes.

I sigh and turn to the other two. Fizzle looks scared and Elliot doesn't seem to feel anything. His face is entirely blank. "Either you tell your doms or I do. I can't believe you guys all just stood around and let your friend, your underage friend by the way, get wasted for no reason."

"I'm sorry, Dax. Please don't tell Andrew."

"Why would you do something like this? You're better than that, and I know it's not like you to do things that he wouldn't like. Have you been drinking too?"

"I have, but Hayes didn't put a restriction on alcohol so long as I don't do anything dangerous like drink and drive."

"And I only had a little bit." Fizzle insists before shifting slightly. "I just wanted to have fun and party like everyone else. I didn't get to do any fun stuff when I was growing up so I thought it would be fine since it's just one night."

"I get it, Fizzle, but you still have to tell him. I know you don't want to keep things from him anyway."

"You don't just get to tell people what to do, man. If he doesn't want to tell his boyfriend then he doesn't have to."

"Obviously Noel hasn't explained the extent of our relationship to you. I'm his dominant. He's my submissive. I put rules in place and He's supposed to abide by them. If he doesn't then I punish him. It's that simple." I snap at Mickey.

I'm so sick and tired of this kid. Noel hasn't done anything like this since we met and now it only takes Mickey a day and a half to tear down all of the obedience I built up in Noel. I don't like him. Especially now that I know why he's called 'Milkman'.

"I told him not to wreck the place and it looks pretty wrecked to me. I told him that he's not allowed to drink underage and he did. I told him to have a few friends come over and he invited the entire f*****g city. That's all because you decided to show up. Fizzle has a dominant too, and keeping things from him is not a smart idea."

"So what? You get to boss him around or something. I thought that s**t was just for the super kinky sex."

"Of course you would."

Mickey glares at me. "You don't get to show up out of nowhere and start telling Noel who he can be friends with. You telling him that he's wasting all of his potential just because I'm his friend isn't being a dom. That's being emotionally abusive."

"Don't you f*****g dare. I would never do anything to hurt him-"

"Master? I don't feel so good." Noel groans, while getting to his feet. He stumbles a bit and Mickey and I both catch him.

"It's okay, Baby. Let's get you to the bathroom." I turn to Fizzle and Elliot with a little sigh. "Call a taxi and go home. I expect you both to tell Hayes and Andrew what you did."

We take Noel to the bathroom and have him sit on the floor in front of the toilet.

"Want me to hold your hair back?" Mickey teases.

Noel laughs softly and points at his head. "My hair's not long, stupid. You're so funny."

He keeps laughing softly, even after a few minutes, it seems like he can't stop and eventually I start to laugh too. Mickey looks at the two of us and tries to hold back his laughter, but eventually all three of us are laughing at nothing.

I sigh and kneel next to Noel, petting his hair gently. "You can't do things like this anymore, okay? You could've gotten hurt."

"I didn't mean to, Master. I just wanted to have a few people over but we got carried away and Quinn showed up with 7 kegs. I'm sorry I messed up your apartment. I'll clean it all up. I'll never do it again, Master, I promise I won't. I'll be a good sub and try really hard not to keep making you mad. I s-suck at being a sub." Noel says.

After the first few words, I can see him getting more and more emotional, and now he's crying and mumbling something about how he's the worst sub ever.

I wrap my arms around him and kiss his forehead with a little smile. "Noel, it's alright. We'll get everything cleaned up and it will all be fine. I just need you to be more careful about what you do from now on."

Noel nods as I wipe his tears and leans in to kiss me, but before he can, he quickly turns away and starts to throw up in the toilet.

I pet his hair gently while he gets sick. "Maybe we'll save the kiss for another time, alright?"

I stand up and start to look through my cabinets for a few things. NyQuil, ibuprofen, and an electrolyte vitamin.

"Have him take this when he's done getting sick." I tell Mickey when I'm done. I hand him the medicine and make my way to the kitchen, grabbing a mug out of the cabinet before finding what I'm looking for. One ginger tea bag and one ginseng tea bag.

I use my coffee maker to spit hot water into the cup before putting the tea bags in and grabbing a few bottles of water while I'm at it. Once it's been a minute or two, I take the tea bags out and look for the biggest cup I can find. It's about 40oz which should be enough for now. I dump as many water bottles as I can into it before bringing both cups back to the bathroom.

"Stop fighting with me, you little s**t. Take the damn NyQuil." Mickey tells Noel.

I laugh softly when I see what's happening. Noel keeps turning his head away and smacking at Mickey's hand when he tries to put the little cup to his mouth.

"No! It's gross."

I have Mickey hand me the cup before crouching down next to Noel. "Open."

Noel pouts for a moment before slumping in defeat and opening his mouth. I smirk and dump the liquid into his mouth before pecking his lips. "Good boy."

"What is all this s**t?" Mickey asks.

"This is my hangover remedy. Believe it or not, I also have a piece of s**t best friend who gets me drunk for fun." I hand Noel the cup of water and smile. "Surely you can chug this if you can do a keg stand."

"Of course I can. I can do anything." Noel tells me, making me smile.

"You have a friend that's like me?" Mickey asks while Noel chugs the water before sipping the tea.

We take him to my bedroom and lay him down with a trashcan next to him while I sigh. "Yeah. His name is Andrew and he's always trying to convince me to drink and do stupid shit."

"Oh, so he's a bad influence?" Mickey asks, leading me out to the livingroom again.

"Pretty much."

"And you're still friends with him."

"I know where you're going with this."

Mickey smirks and c***s his hip to the side. "I'm not just going to stop being friends with him. Making him drink and have fun and party isn't really that bad I just want him to be happy. You saw him, right? He had a good time."

"Fine. You can stick around, but if you ever throw a party here again, I'm getting a restraining order. Oh, and I expect you to return the money that your friend charged me at the door."

"Aye Aye Captain. The milkman has you covered."

"That's the dumbest nickname I've ever heard."

"I didn't make it up. It was the combined effort of all the men I've 'milked'. Surely Noel has sucked you off by now. Just know that I taught him everything he knows, and the original is always better than the sequel. Too bad you'll never find out how much I live up to the name." Mickey smirks and walks to the couch before laying on the tarp. "Wake me up tomorrow when it's time to clean."

"Sure." I roll my eyes, and head back to my room, smiling when I see Noel. I'm not as angry anymore.

Honestly, it's mostly my responsibility. I knew how he was in high school and I knew that he still had some of those habits. I should've expected him to do something stupid.

I strip down to my boxers and climb into bed with him, cuddling him close while petting his hair.

I have to remember that although he's an adult, he's still a teenager. All he wants is to throw caution to the wind and have fun. I could be more lenient with the alcohol. Maybe if I let him have a drink now and then, he won't be so tempted to get this wasted at a party.

"I love you, Noel."

"Love you... too." He mumbles though I'm pretty sure he's still asleep.

This kid is the best thing that's ever happened to me.