He was admittedly nervous.

The plan for Saturday was that they were all going to meet around two o’clock at the mall. They were going to spend at least a few hours shopping and blowing off the steam of the past few weeks. They would maybe have a snack in the food court before going to see a movie of Lance’s choosing. Then afterwards, the plan was to head to the shake shack for a real dinner and the biggest desert they could find, maybe two of them. In all, at last count Lance thought he heard there was going to be anywhere from ten to fifteen people in their party at any given time. The ‘gang’ would be there for the whole festivities, but throughout the day others would be joining.

That night though, the Friday, that would be a party for two. And as excited as Lance was for it, he was equally as nervous. He arrived at his locker in the morning to find a present on the top shelf. There was a note from AJ and upon opening the present, he found a picture frame that had been painted by AJ. Inside the frame was a picture that Britney had taken on New Year’s Eve of the two of them curled up together in a chair, wrapped up in one another. His stomach did a few flips and Lance couldn’t help but grin. He could tell that this would be the best birthday ever.

As the day went on, each time Lance opened his locker, he would find another present, slipped in by AJ in between classes. By the time lunch came, Lance was dying to see his boyfriend. "When are you putting the presents in my locker?" He asked as he sat down on the bench beside AJ.

"What presents?" AJ said slyly. "I don’t know what you’re talking about."

Lance rolled his eyes. "Of course you do, they’re signed LOVE AJ so they’re obviously from you, which means you’ve put them there." Lance laughed as AJ wrinkled his nose.

"Oh yeah. I’m not telling you my secrets."

It took one look at Nick to see the exaggeratedly innocent look on his face for Lance to figure out their action plan. "You’re putting them in my locker?"

Nick’s eyes opened wide and he shook his head. "No. I don’t know what you’re talking about."

The whole table erupted into laughter causing Nick to blush. "You’re such a horrible liar," Josh snorted. Christina slapped AJ on the shoulder.

"I told you to let me do it. He can’t keep anything a secret."

"You don’t know his combination," Nick said as he stuck out his tongue. The two blondes began to play fight until finally Josh pulled them apart. The whole table was stunned into silence as Justin approached the table with his lunch in hand.

"Well, that wasn’t awkward at all," Justin joked. He sat down at the end of the table, next to Nick and flashed everyone a smile.

"Chris sick today?" Britney asked. She flinched as Lance kicked her and instantly blushed. Justin’s eyes cast downward nervously. "What?" She whispered pointedly at Lance.

"Shut up," Lance whispered back. AJ’s applause captured their attention.

"Subtle guys, real subtle."

"Uh, no. Chris is here. I just thought I’d eat with you guys today." Justin flashed Nick a smile which the blonde returned immediately.

"You could have brought him." Although Nick had been hesitant to play basketball with Chris and Justin the night before, he found himself having a great time. As he’d promised, Justin and Chris hadn’t spent the whole time making out, in fact, they barely touched each other out in public at all. They would share discreet looks and smiles, but that had been the extent of it. And once Nick had gotten over his initial worry of being asked out of obligation, he’d been able to see how much fun hanging out with Chris could be. The older boy wasn’t anything at all like he’d expected him to be, and Nick could see what it was that Justin saw in him.

Justin shook his head. "I know. I didn’t want to, I thought it would just be us." He loved how Nick’s smile intensified.

"Awesome."

Lance watched the interaction between Justin and Nick with a small smile playing on his lips. With the feel of someone’s eyes on him, he looked to his side, not surprised to see AJ watching him intently. "What?" He whispered softly.

"Nothing."

They shared a look and Lance blushed at how intensely AJ was looking at him.

"What?" He asked again. AJ’s glare was unnerving, yet at the same time made Lance’s whole body tingle.

"Just picturing you tonight when I give you my present."

Lance felt goose bumps cover his whole body and he trembled slightly. "Y..yeah?"

AJ licked his lips. "Yeah." They stared at each other until both boys burst into laughter. AJ leaned in to whisper into Lance’s ear so no one would hear him. "I have to admit though, I’m so nervous."

"Why? Just tell me what you’re planning on doing."

"It’s a secret," AJ said with a shake of his head. "But at any point, if you’re uncomfortable or want to stop, just tell me. You have to tell me, okay?"

Lance could see how much it meant to AJ and he nodded. "Of course."

"We’ll meet at your locker after school, then go to my house. Okay?"

"What are we having for dinner?" Lance asked, curious.

"I’m making pasta and sauce." AJ had been stumped on what he could make for dinner. He wasn’t exactly the best cook and didn’t want to take on the challenge of something too difficult when his mother wasn’t at home to give him a hand. So he’d come to the conclusion that pasta was always romantic and that was what he’d make. "And some salad and stuff ...you’ll see."

Lance grinned as he squeezed AJ’s thigh under the table. "I can’t wait."

The rest of the day passed relatively quickly, considering Lance’s eyes were never far from the clock. With each class he endured, the closer they were to going to AJ’s for his birthday party. He’d long since said good bye to Nick and Justin, as well as the girls, telling them he’d call them tomorrow in the morning. Just as he was starting to worry that AJ wasn’t coming, his boyfriend came rushing down the hall with an apologetic look on his face.

"I’m sorry Lance," he said as he stopped to take a breather.

"What happened?"

AJ blushed causing Lance to snicker. "I wasn’t paying attention in class and didn’t hear when Mr. Hendricks said the assignment was due before we left. So I spent the whole class just goofing around and thinking about tonight until like twenty minutes before class Josh started laughing at me and told me that I had better get started if I wanted it done by the time we left. So I freaked out and started doing it, but when the bell rang I still had questions to go."

It was then that Lance realized AJ hadn’t gone to his locker yet. He must have gone directly to Lance’s locker after class.

"So Hendricks said I was to stay until I finished it."

Lance’s laughter caused for AJ to snicker as well. "You’re horrible," he teased.

"He never makes us hand the assignments in at the end of class. Whatever we don’t finish, we just take home and hand it in the next day."

Lance snorted and closed his locker. "Come on, lets go to your locker and get your stuff."

Their conversation was light and easy, so much that Lance forgot how nervous he’d been all week since AJ suggested their party. It was when they’d gotten to AJ’s and he’d started cooking their dinner that Lance remembered. Suddenly his stomach was fluttering and he felt a nervous anticipation fill him.

"What time did you say your mom was coming home?" He asked as he took a sip of his coke.

AJ pointed to the counter where Lance saw a piece of paper. "Before eleven, which means like ten thirty usually. See for yourself."

Lance nodded and picked up the paper, recognizing Denise’s now familiar handwriting.

Lance burst into laughter as AJ snickered and rolled his eyes. "I know huh, thinks she’s so smart."

"She IS so smart." Lance countered, "I mean, why WOULDN’T we both be here knowing she would be gone?" He continued reading Denise’s note.

Lance looked up and flashed AJ a wry smile. "Responsible and respectful? Don't do anything you wouldn’t do if I were home? At a a way to kill a fun night."

AJ looked over his shoulder and shrugged. His smile was mischievous. "What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her."

Lance winked and nodded. "Hasn’t so far."

"Your mom is the best," Lance sighed as he read the note again. The whole part where she is requesting that they behave sent ripples of excitement through his body because although AJ hadn’t said anything, he had a feeling that they would definitely not be behaving, at least not in the way she wanted them to.

AJ had to agree, he had been so lucky to be graced with the best mom he could get. When the pasta and sauce was finished, he put the salad on the table, followed by the garlic bread he had made and finally their plates. A fresh bottle of coke was placed in the centre of the table and they sat down to enjoy Lance’s birthday dinner.

"I’ve never really cooked for anyone," AJ admitted. "And grilled cheese sandwiches for Josh doesn’t count." He smiled as Lance blushed. AJ couldn’t help but lean over and pull Lance in for a deep kiss, tasting every inch of his boyfriend’s mouth.

"Thank you," Lance whispered softly. He rest his forehead against AJ’s and took a second to enjoy the moment. "This is already the best birthday present I could ever want."

"You’re welcome." It was phenomenal how much AJ loved doing things for Lance. How just a smile or a blush from his boyfriend made everything worth while, and there were often times that AJ did something just to elicit a smile from Lance. Just to know that he was happy fueled his entire day. Not once did AJ ever believe he would ever feel that way about someone, and it was hard to believe that they’d been together for almost seven months. It had been the best seven months of his life.

Conversation over dinner was light and easy, both boys talking about everything from their day to Nick and Kevin, to Justin and Chris. Once the dinner was eaten, AJ and Lance took their time in washing the dishes and clearing the kitchen of all signs of the mess they’d managed to create. By the time they had finished, their meals had settled and AJ pulled Lance into the living room.

Many times throughout the night, Lance found himself captivated by AJ’s domesticity. The sight of him washing dishes, or standing at the stove, talking about his day while cooking dinner, caused for Lance’s stomach to flutter and a feeling of desire and love to wash over him. He’d been wanting to kiss AJ all night, to throw him down and pounce on him, but had restrained himself until the time was right. As they sat down on the couch, Lance found the time was finally right.

One minute AJ was sitting down with Lance at his side, they were talking about the Report and what Lance was planning on doing next year with it, and the next he found himself flat on his back, Lance on top of him. "I’m sorry," Lance growled. "I can’t wait anymore."

"Do what?" Lance leaned down to lick and suck at AJ’s neck and throat. He nibbled on the skin, trying to intensify AJ’s whimpers and moans.

"You take control. When you throw me down and jump on me."

Lance felt AJ’s hardness against his thigh and looked down at the bulge hidden behind his slightly baggy jeans. Without a word, he reached down and pressed his hand against it. "I can feel how much you love it," Lance whispered as he started to stroke AJ. Their mouths met in another steamy kiss and he swallowed AJ’s moan.

"Please," AJ moaned as their kiss broke.

"Please what?" Lance asked. There was something about the specialness of the night, about the emphasis about how it was a private party with no one else around for hours, that lit something deep inside of him. He wanted more, to do more and to have more done. Lance wasn’t sure what it was, but something was going to happen that night. "Tell me what you want."

"I want ...I want you to get up for a second."

Lance was taken slightly off guard at AJ’s request. He pulled back and looked at the older teen, a look of surprise on his face. "What?"

AJ took the opportunity to slide out from underneath Lance and sit up. He pulled Lance in for a deeply passionate kiss, wanting to erase the look of hurt and surprise from his face. "I didn’t say to stop, I just said to get up for a second."

"But..."

"Shhh," while they were kissing, AJ moved them so that Lance was sitting on the couch and he was on the floor in front of him. The kiss hadn’t broke and it wasn't until Lance felt AJ’s hands on his belt that he stopped.

"What...?"

AJ looked up at Lance who was visibly confused as to what was going on. He gave his boyfriend a reassuring smile.

Somehow during the course of their kiss, Lance had lost the map to what the hell was going on. One minute they were on the couch and Lance was about to make a move to undo AJ’s jeans, the next AJ was pushing him off and was now on the floor, between his legs. He had to admit that sitting on the couch while AJ was kneeling before him was sexy as hell, but he still wasn’t entirely sure of what was going on. He saw the way AJ’s lip was quivering nervously and stroked his face gently.

"Can I ...I want to do something for you Lance." AJ licked his lips and rubbed his hands onto his pant legs. He wasn’t sure how Lance would react to his suggestion, and so he knew he had to proceed with caution.

"What do you want to do?" AJ’s nervousness was affecting Lance. The sight of AJ blushing caused for him to smile affectionately.

Speaking only with his eyes, AJ’s hands moved up the length of Lance’s legs. He asked for permission to continue and although he saw slight hesitation in his boyfriend’s intense green eyes, Lance gave him a jerky nod. When AJ took a hold of the belt buckle to his jeans, he felt Lance’s stomach jerk in nervous reaction. "Is this okay?"

"Yes," Lance breathed the one word. He still wasn’t entirely sure as to what AJ was doing, but he knew that whatever it was, AJ was going to be taking his pants off.

AJ stopped for a moment and pulled off Lance’s socks. He then continued with his jeans, taking his time in unbuckling the belt and then sliding the zipper down seductively. Lance’s eyes had fluttered shut and he was currently sitting with his head thrown back, eyes tightly shut while he breathed through his mouth. The denim slid from Lance’s legs effortlessly and AJ’s mouth watered as he saw Lance sitting only in his tee shirt and boxer shorts.

"Open your eyes, please." AJ begged, his voice barely audible. Lance followed his request and their eyes met, further intensifying the electric feeling in the room.

"Can we have ...music?" Lance asked. The room was too quiet and he needed something to fill the silence. AJ nodded and rushed across the room to flip on the CD player. He picked one of their favourite CDs and slid it in the player, adjusting the volume to a more appropriate level. Almost instantly, he was back at Lance’s side, once again admiring his boyfriend sitting before him.

"Can I touch you?" AJ asked. He didn’t think that Lance would have a problem with it, but still wanted to get his boyfriend's permission before starting. When Lance gave him a nod, AJ smiled and slowly started to rub his hands up Lance’s bare legs. Goose bumps appeared instantly and AJ felt Lance’s whole body tremble.

He took his time in touching Lance’s legs and upper thighs until finally Lance couldn’t take anymore. "Did you want..."

"What?" AJ swallowed, looking up at his boyfriend.

"What did you want to do? Did you have a plan in mind?"

AJ nodded. He reached up and played with the hem of Lance’s tee shirt, pressing his upper body against Lance. Their mouths met in a playful kiss, one that was meant to calm both of their nerves. When they pulled away, AJ refused to let go of Lance’s head. He kissed him again and smiled against Lance’s mouth. "I wanted to give you something for your birthday."

"What?" Lance asked. "Does it include me being more naked than I am right now?"

AJ licked his lips, in effect, licking Lance’s as well. Both boys whimpered at the feeling. "Yeah. Is that okay?"

Lance hadn’t expected it, but he felt sexy being undressed in front of AJ who was still dressed. He loved the way AJ was looking at him, and the way he couldn’t stop touching him. In that moment, he wanted to do pretty much whatever AJ was hoping they’d do.

"That’s totally okay. I like being naked for you. I like making you hard." Lance knew exactly how hard AJ was. "Are you hard for me? Is this making you horny?"

AJ whimpered into Lance’s mouth. Just hearing Lance talk like that, especially in his low, sultry voice caused for his erection to throb painfully. He was hoping that after he got Lance off, Lance would maybe like to help to get him off too. While they’d become well practiced in making each other come, every time they’d done it it had been through clothes. AJ was hoping that instead of Lance jerking him off through his underwear, that tonight he’d give him a real hand job. But that would be later, and right now he had other things on his mind.

"Yeah it is baby, so fucking horny," AJ answered. "I’m so hard."

"What’s hard Aje, your dick? Is your dick hard for me? Cause mine is hard for you."

AJ bit Lance’s lip as he began to grind himself against Lance’s groin. "Say the c word... It’s so hot when you say it."

Lance’s lips curled into a grin and he tightened his hold on AJ’s body. "What, you want me to tell you that my cock is hard. You like when I say cock? God, my mama would wash my mouth out with soap if she could hear me talking to you like this. I’m such a bad little boy." Lance knew that was why AJ liked it so much, because it was so out of character for Lance to say these things, for him to do what he did when he was alone with AJ. Seeing the reaction it garnered from his boyfriend was what made Lance want to do it more. He looked at AJ who was watching him with a strange expression on his face. "What?"

"Do you think it’ll always be like this for us? I don’t ever want us to change." AJ knew they were young, he was sixteen and Lance was only fifteen and forever was a long time. But he also knew that there were cases where it did happen. Where people who found each other in high school, stayed together their whole lives. AJ dreamed that they were that type of person because he couldn’t imagine his life without Lance in it.

Lance smiled as he cupped AJ’s face gently. "We won’t. You know why? Because we won’t let us change, and if we do, we’ve got a whole group of people who get our asses in gear." They shared a sweet kiss that had just enough heat to remind them of what they were doing. When AJ pulled away, he slid his hands down Lance’s sides to his underwear.

"Can I ...take these off?"

Lance’s stomach constricted at the thought of AJ seeing him naked. He knew he had nothing to worry about, but at the same time AJ would be the first person to see him without anything covering him, and the tee shirt more than definitely didn’t count. He gave a nervous nod. Lance’s fears were erased at the look of excitement on AJ’s face. "Yes, please.." He whispered.

Slowly, almost teasingly, AJ pulled Lance’s boxers down. He tried to memorize everything about the moment to remember for later when he was all alone in bed and thinking about Lance. Lance lifted his hips to assist in bringing the material underneath his backside, and it was when the boxer shorts were around Lance’s knees, that he fully allowed himself to look down. AJ couldn’t stop the gasp that resulted at the sight of Lance hard for him. Hard and fully exposed, his erection thick and throbbing with need, Lance’s hand went to his stomach and he grabbed his erection in his hand.

Their eyes met and AJ quickly tossed the shorts aside, desperate to continue on with his present. He watched as Lance stroked himself a few times, mesmerized by the sight. AJ was certain that Lance still had growing to do, but by the looks of him already, he was going to be a very well endowed man. His mouth began to water and embarrassingly enough, a bit of drool escaped the side of his mouth.

Lance chuckled as AJ blushed. He swiped his thumb across AJ’s lower lip and gasped as teeth captured it seductively.

"I want to give you your present now," AJ announced as his fingers danced up and down Lance’s thighs. They came dangerously close to Lance’s erection, but he didn’t dare touch it.

"O..okay."

"Is it okay?"

"I ...I’m still not sure what it is," Lance admitted shyly. It could be a number of things, and his mind was whirling too fast to narrow it down to just one. "...but whatever it is that you want to do, I want you to do it."

"Really?" AJ grinned playfully. He leaned in and nibbled at Lance’s stomach, eliciting a low growl. He could smell the arousal on his boyfriend and it only made his own body cry out for more. "Do you want to know what I want to do?"

Lance nodded. "Yes."

"Do you want me to tell you? Or just do it?"

Lance thought about it, and as much as he wanted AJ to just do it, he wanted to hear him say it too. "Tell me, then do it."

AJ leaned up and put his mouth directly next to Lance’s ear. He licked at his lobe before sliding his hand down Lance’s stomach to finally grasp his cock. They both whimpered and moaned at the sensation. "I want to suck you Lance. My present to you is a blow job."

Lance’s whole body froze at the words and he felt excitement flow through his body. He twitched in AJ’s gentle hands and brought their mouths together in a passionate kiss. "Really?" He asked when it broke? "You want to?"

"I do." AJ admitted. "I have for so long, but wasn’t sure if you were ready. I don’t know how good I am, because I’ve never done it before, but I want to do it to you."

Lance nodded as he kissed AJ’s mouth again. "That would be so sexy," he whispered. "You giving me a blow job. I want you to."

AJ’s face broke out into a grin as he lowered himself back down to the floor between Lance’s knees. He took a moment to look at the angry purple erection in front of his face and once he had his nerves under control he moved in closer. "If I hurt you, let me know."

Lance smiled warmly and stroked AJ’s cheek with his thumb. "You won’t, I trust you."

At first AJ took small, hesitant licks. He held Lance’s erection in his hand and treated it as it were something fragile and delicate. With the first swipe of his tongue, Lance whimpered so loud he caused for AJ to jump back in surprise. They both broke out into a fit of giggles, which thankfully eased the tension in the room. Finally, once AJ was more comfortable and was sure that Lance was okay, he continued on, fully pleasuring his boyfriend.

There were too many sensations at once and Lance felt his mind nearly explode. There was everything from the feel of AJ’s tee shirt against this bare legs, to AJ’s hand grasping his cock tightly to his tongue and lips that were stroking him with just enough pressure to curl his toes. Lance had been watching him intently, wanting to see every single moment if it, but the more he saw, the hornier he was getting and finally it became a point where if he wanted to hold on any longer, he would have to close his eyes. It was like nothing he’d ever felt before, and although AJ was inexperienced and somewhat messy, it was the best feeling he’d ever had in the world. He involuntarily started thrusting his hips up, needing to feel more of AJ’s mouth around him.

AJ had learned almost immediately that he couldn’t take Lance in too far. He figured that as time went by, he’d be able to better accommodate for Lance’s length and width, but for right now just the first few inches was receiving treatment from his mouth. He had instead, decided to simply stroke and fondle the rest of Lance’s shaft that couldn’t fit into his mouth, as well as massage his balls which were hot and tight, evidence of his arousal. There was no doubt that once Lance came, and AJ’s own erection was paid even the slightest of attention, he would probably come instantly. The thought made him smile around Lance’s shaft.

"Please..." Lance whimpered softly. "More..." He wasn’t sure what he wanted more of, but he knew that he was almost there. He could feel something pooling in his stomach and knew that just the slightest movement would push him over the edge. It came in the form of AJ scraping his teeth just lightly against the underside of his erection while his tongue darted into the slit. "OH FUCK.." Lance screamed, giving AJ the warning to pull off and continue stroking him, this time his hand sliding from the base directly up to the tip. He jerked him three times before Lance came hard, his cock exploding all over his tee shirt covered chest. There were too many other things going on inside of Lance’s brain for him to worry about the fact that he hadn’t brought anything else to wear, and he sure as hell couldn’t go home with come all over his tee shirt. AJ leaned down to lick at Lance’s balls as he continued to milk him, a second and finally a third tremor passing through him until finally Lance was trembling and shivering against the couch. He was spent.

AJ leaned back on his knees, breathless and with a giant grin on his face. He had thought that watching Lance come as they dry humped each other was sexy, but it was nothing compared to the look on his face at that moment, coming after his first blow job. AJ had never loved Lance more than he did in that exact instant.

"That was unbelievable." Lance sighed. His head was still in the clouds and he couldn’t feel his legs. Although he had felt good before after coming, it hadn’t felt like this. "Can we do that again sometime?"

AJ nodded and wiped at his mouth. "Any time you want."

"Can I do that to you?"

AJ’s eyes widened as did his smile. "Fuck yeah." They both rest against the couch and it wasn’t until the post orgasmic bliss wore off that Lance realized he was still naked from the waist down and wearing a now disgustingly dirty tee shirt. AJ stood up, pulling Lance to his feet. He tugged at the tee shirt, sliding it up and off of Lance’s body. Time stood still for a moment as AJ looked at Lance who was now completely naked. He felt his own erection remind him of it’s impatience for release and adjusted the bulge with a whimper. "You’re so beautiful."

Lance’s whole body blushed as he shifted uncomfortably from one foot to the other. AJ pulled him close and kissed him with a tenderness that had a hint of heat and desperation. Lance fell into the kiss almost immediately, not at all self conscious at his own nakedness.

"Happy birthday," AJ whispered against Lance’s mouth. He pulled away and led them through the house towards his bedroom. "You want to borrow a tee shirt?

Lance nodded his head, but something inside of him wasn’t too eager to get dressed right away. With a look at the clock, he could see that it was only eight, and they had so much more time alone before anyone came home. The contrast of his nakedness and AJ’s clothed state was painfully obvious and suddenly he wanted AJ naked too. He wanted AJ naked so they could play together without the barriers of clothing.

"Not yet." He said coyly. Lance approached AJ and tugged at his tee shirt, causing for AJ to lift his arms. Once the tee shirt was across the room Lance started on his jeans.

"What are you doing?" AJ asked with renewed excitement.

"I want you to be naked. I want us to be naked together so I can see you and feel you." He stripped AJ of his remaining clothes and gasped at the sight of AJ’s lithe body completely in it’s natural state. He saw how hard his boyfriend was and knew that it was his turn to satisfy AJ. "I’m not ready for sex," Lance admitted almost apologetically.

"I know."

"But what do you want?" Lance asked. He stepped in closer and wrapped his arms around AJ’s neck. "I want to make you come. I want to watch as your cock explodes all over us like mine just did. I want you to scream my name."

"Lance.." AJ whimpered. Lance shook his head.

"I said scream it," Lance’s voice was a low growl and he felt AJ’s erection throb against his own which was returning. "Now, what do you want me to do?"

"I want ..." AJ started. "I want you to jerk me off."

Lance grinned, that he knew he could do. He’d been wanting to do it for ages now without the barrier of AJ’s boxer briefs in the way. With a gentle shove, he pushed AJ towards his bed and into a laying position. In the most sexy way he could, Lance crawled across the bed towards AJ who was watching him hungrily. "Do you want me on top of you, or sitting beside you?"

AJ shivered at Lance’s question. Lance was currently licking at his nipples, sending rivulets of shock up and down his spine. Their bodies were pressed together hotly and AJ whimpered at the feel of Lance’s teeth on his sensitive bud.

"I ...I don’t care.." He admitted. "Just touch me."

To break the tension in the room, Lance laid down next to AJ and started kissing him. He wanted to take the focus off of what he was going to do so AJ could relax and enjoy it more. As soon as he felt the older boy fall completely into the kiss, Lance slid his hand down AJ’s stomach and grasped his cock, stroking it firmly. The organ was thick and hard in his hand, the flesh warm to the touch. AJ yelped and thrust into Lance’s hand, giving him more incentive to speed up and bring forth more moans and whimpers from his boyfriend.

The plan had been to tease AJ for a while and have him begging, but the more Lance touched AJ, the more he wanted him to come. Their legs were tangled together and AJ was thrusting wildly, his lower lip caught between his teeth erotically. "Come for me, Baby," Lance pressed. "Let me feel you unravel."

"Almost there..." AJ growled. He reached out to kiss Lance, frustrated when Lance pulled away.

"No, I want to watch you."

"Please.." AJ whispered, his throat parched. "Lets ...take ...it ..slow.. Wanna make it last."

That was all it took for Lance to slow down. His hand came to a stop and AJ whimpered in frustration.

"I didn’t say to stop."

"But you want to slow down, draw it out."

"We’ll do it together," AJ suggested. He led Lance’s hand back to his erection, while he took Lance’s in his own hand. They shared a kiss before starting to work each other confidently, wanting to make the other find their release first.

It was AJ who came first. With a cry and a tortured whimper, he exploded, shooting on their chests between them. Lance saw the expression on AJ’s face, felt the way his hand tightened reflexively and he let go as well, adding to the mess between them. They continued working on each other until they both collapsed on the bed into each other’s arms, totally spent.

"That was awesome," Lance giggled into AJ’s throat. He didn’t ever want to move from that spot.

AJ nodded and kissed Lance’s head affectionately. "It was. Thank you so much."

"THANK YOU!" Lance said, lifting his head up. He took a look at the clock and gave a start. "Oh shit, it’s quarter to ten."

AJ’s eyes nearly bugged out and he sat up quickly. "Damn, mom’s gonna be home within the hour."

They scrambled out of AJ’s bed and into the shower, knowing that if Denise came home and the boys were freshly showered, she would suspect something. It was the fastest show they’d ever taken, neither fully appreciating the fact that it was the first time they’d ever showered together. Within ten minutes they were down stairs and snuggled intimately on the couch, giggling at the night behind them.

At exactly ten thirty-five they heard a car pull into the drive way and they both felt a wave of nervousness wash over them. "Do you think she’ll know?" Lance asked worried.

AJ shook his head. "Nope. We cleaned everything up upstairs and down here, the only thing she’ll suspect is that you’re wearing my shirt, but if we just say that you spilled spaghetti sauce on yours she’ll believe it."

Lance took a few calming breaths and smiled as Denise entered the house. "Hello boys, behaving I hope."

"Mom, you can at least pretend you don’t suspect us." AJ argued nervously. He and Lance looked at each other before bursting into laughter. Denise raised an eyebrow in suspicion.

"I know you Alexander. And I know Lance, and I know you’re teenagers. I don’t have to pretend anything." Denise headed into the kitchen, visibly surprised at how clean it was. She came back out and eyed them once more before smiling. "I’m impressed."

"You should be." AJ jumped off of the couch and kissed his mother. When Lance got up, she raised an eyebrow comically.

"Isn’t that your shirt Alex?"

"Freak tomato sauce accident mom. You don’t even want to know."

They held their breath waiting for Denise to say something, when she didn’t they breathed a sigh of relief.

"You’re right, I don’t."

"Can I have the keys to take Lance home?" AJ grinned when they were handed over immediately. "We might stop for a shake at McDonalds okay. See you soon." They got to the door before the sound of Denise clearing her throat stopped them.

"Something wrong Mrs. McLean?" Lance asked innocently.

"Does the freak tomato sauce incident have anything to do with why you’re wearing each other’s jeans?" She took a better look at the pants the boys were wearing and clearly recognized jeans that she had bought AJ a few weeks earlier conveniently on Lance’s body. She saw how they both turned impressive shades of red, neither even attempting to answer. Finally she held her hands up. "You know what, I don’t want to know. I said I didn’t and I don’t. I saw nothing, I will be going to bed soon Alex, drive safe."

With a smile on her face, Denise exited the room. She was confident they were still standing frozen to the spot, unsure of what to say.