This is chapter four of None The Wiser. Thanks so much for reading this piece of smut. Problems, problems . . . anyway . . .

Two-Bit: Smack that all on the floor. Smack that give me some more. Smack that 'till you get sore. Smack that oh-oooh!

Sodapop: I’m telling you to loosen up my buttons babe, but you keep frontin’. Sayin’ what you gon’ do to me but I ain’t seen nothin’

Ponyboy: Can you keep up, baby boy? Have you lost my breath? Let me know. Have you lost my breath? Hit me hard! Have you lost my? —breathes in and out to beat of song—

Dallas: There’s nothing better than when we get mad together and have angry sex!

Skeledog lover: is anybody gonna do the disclaimer!

Steve: She doesn’t own any of us!

Skeledog lover: Or the ridiculous sex songs they’re singing!(Smack that, Buttons, Lose my breath, When you’re mad.)

Anyone POV

Dallas went into Buck’s place, determined to have a very wild night. He saw Sylvia from across the room but something about the blonde didn’t appeal to him tonight.

He searched through the crowds and saw a brunette that made him hard within sight of her. She didn’t look as easy as Sylvia but looks can be deceiving.

He went up and they made out for a bit, all the while forgetting to ask each other’s names. Finally, as they made their way upstairs Dally said.

“My name’s Dallas Winston.”

“Carla Jones.”

They got into Dally’s room and quickly discarded their clothing. Now Dallas was on top of her, straddling her body, earning moans from the body underneath him.

He licked and kissed her neck, feeling her move against his body. She moaned and her hands moved down his abs. He was hot and felt his erection growing, dripping pre-cum onto her. He knelt down over her and she put his cock in her mouth, earning a moan of pleasure from the tow-headed greaser. He started thrusting a bit into her mouth as her tongue swept over him. He was already starting to cum a bit in her mouth and forced himself to withdraw. Carla sighed and licked her lips of Dally’s seed.

Dally forced himself into her with one thrust. She let out a moan. Dally smirked.

His thrusts increased in force and speed and they both found it harder to control their screaming. Her nails dug into the skin on his back while her legs wrapped around his legs, forcing him to go deeper. He kissed her in an animalistic fashion as she climaxed beneath him.

“Oh, god, Dallas!”

“Oh, Carla.” He moaned, coming deep within her.

He kept pounding and she started moaning yet again. Carla’s tired body went into convulsions as the second orgasm took over her.

While she curled up to sleep, Dallas found himself strangely unsatisfied. He unwrapped himself from the brunette, stood up, put on his clothes, and left.

He walked all the way to the Curtis’ house, shuffling slowly. He trudged up the steps onto the porch. He went inside to be greeted by a sight that made his cock throb. Darry was lying down shirtless on the couch, with his eyes closed. His chest rising and falling with each breath. His jeans hung low on his hips and Dally could see the white boxers underneath.

Dallas saw flashes in his mind . . . of him ripping away those jeans, and the boxers. . . seeing the sweat glistening on that muscular chest as he pounded into him over and over.

Dally could feel a light sweat break out as his hard on pressed up against the barrier of his jeans. He somehow found himself knelt down next to the couch, fingers trailing over Darry’s chest. Not roughly, but not gently either. Suddenly, Darry’s eyes opened. He looked at Dally unsurely when he saw lust in his eyes. At that point Dally was torn between running out of the house or dragging Darry to his room and fucking his brains out there . . . he chose the latter.

He pulled Darry to his feet and started kissing him. Darry sighed, giving in to him. They made their way to the bedroom, Dally pulling Darry along.

They discarded the clothing that restricted them and Dallas pushed Darry onto the bed and kissed him dominantly. Darry wasn’t one for submission but he felt like he needed this. He needed Dallas. He felt his cock jolt at this realization.

Dallas was now paying special attention to his nipples, licking, sucking, and biting. Darry gasped as Dally kissed his way down his taut stomach, lapping his tongue into his navel. Dallas was going lower, kissing the inside of Darry’s muscled thighs. Darry closed his eyes in anticipation as Dally blew cold air across his hole.

Without a word of warning, Dallas shoved a finger into Darry, feeling the muscles tense around the digit. He kissed the tip of Darry’s, now very prominent, erection. Darry got the message and relaxed, throwing his head back and biting his lip to keep from moaning.

Dallas continued and slipped another finger in, then another, scissoring Darry to stretch him. Once he had three fingers in, Darry moaned. Dallas took out his fingers and readied himself to drive into Darry.

Dallas forced himself inside him, hard. He pulled out halfway then went in more forcefully and Darry moaned loudly. Dallas’ thrusts got harder. They were both moaning loudly now, sweat dripping from their bodies and both knew they would come soon.

Dallas gripped Darry’s member and started pumping it, the rhythm matching his thrusts. Darry came first, his cum shooting out onto his and Dally’s chests. Dally couldn’t hold it long after seeing that. After a few more thrusts, he came deep inside Darry. He pulled out and dropped next to Darry, both gasping for air. Then a thought occurred to Dally.

“Darry . . .”

“Mhm?” He mumbled sleepily.

“The gang can’t find out about this.”

Darry kissed his forehead. “Don’t worry Dal. They’ll be none the wiser.”

Finally got an update! Be happy that your favorite slashes have been updated! Now, you can thank me by reviewing please! Flames will be printed and set on fire in my fireplace!!