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Chapter 48

Nick’s head was resting on Britney’s shoulder as he watched Emily walk up for her turn to bowl. She looked over her shoulder at Kyle who was watching her and flashed him a smile before continuing. A pang of longing nagged at Nick’s chest as he wished he had someone who was there with him like that. Who he loved, who loved him in return and who he knew that if he wanted, he could go over, sit with them and be able to feel their love and support. As if sensing his thoughts, Britney tightened her hold around his shoulders, pressing a kiss to the top of his head.

"How are you doin, sweetie?" She asked softly. Nick tore his eyes from Emily and Kyle to look up at her, a genuine smile on his face.

"I’m okay. Just thinking."

Britney was about to say something until movement at the corner of her eye caught her attention. She turned her head and couldn’t hide the soft gasp that resulted. Although the lights were somewhat dim, she was certain she wasn’t seeing things and the group of people that had just entered the bowling alley had indeed just entered. "Holy shit."

"What?" Nick asked. He took his head off of Britney’s shoulder and sat up straight, peering in the direction that she was looking. His own startled gasp was audible and he felt his stomach visibly react at the group of overdressed teenagers who were standing in the doorway. "Holy shit," he agreed with a hint of an excited smile. Their gazes met and before he could stop himself, Nick was doing a seat shimmy. Britney’s giggle distracted Nick’s thoughts.

"You are so adorable," she said with a hug.

Nick’s cheeks reddened and he wrinkled his nose. "Shut up."

"No," Britney laughed. She wrapped his arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. "You are, you’re adorable. The way you’re all excited and dancing in your chair."

Nick’s eyes were still on Kevin, who had effectively recognized their group, but still had yet to catch Nick’s eye. He held his breath, mentally willing Kevin to look at them. Before it could happen, Justin was at his side.

"Oh my god, they’re here. Why are they here and not at the prom?" Justin took a breath but didn’t wait long enough to let Nick respond. "Who cares why they’re not at the prom, they’re here and it’s only ten thirty and we’ve still got a game and a half left."

"We should go over," Nick suggested. He looked at the girls he was playing with only to find them all nodding at him.

"Duh," Emily said with a laugh. She pushed Nick off of the bench and shook her head. "Go get your boyfriend."

"He’s not..." Nick started to say when Britney ruffled his hair.

"Not yet. But he’s here, knowing you’re here. That has to tell you something."

"Come on," Justin tugged on Nick’s hand. They walked through the bowling alley towards the front desk where Joey was handing the man behind the desk a few bills. Nick knew the exact second that Kevin saw them as he felt a jolt of electricity flow between them. Kevin was wearing a black tuxedo with a forest green cumberbund and bow tie. It not only matched his beautiful eyes perfectly, but was Nick’s favourite colour. He felt his mouth go dry and his breath catch in his throat.

Chris was the first to say anything. "Hey, what are you crazy kids doing here?" He was looking too innocent for it to be a coincidence. Not to mention they already knew that Nick and Justin’s gang would be there bowling.

"We thought we’d come all dressed up to bowl a few games. What are YOU doing?" Justin’s whole body was on edge at the sight of his boyfriend wearing a pair of leather pants, a sleeveless white dress shirt with a black tie. His hair was jelled into spikes and the tips, which had once been blue were a bright red. He wrapped his arms around Chris’ waist and hugged him tightly, not caring who saw him. He breathed a sigh of relief when Chris returned the embrace, kissing him hard on the mouth.

"Prom sucked," Joey said in a bored tone. His eyes were dancing around the room to take notice of the girls all dressed up for the anti prom. His lips curled into a giant grin and he nodded. "This prom doesn’t suck."

"Anti-prom," Nick corrected with a snort. When Joey looked at him he shrugged. "What happened to your date?"

"She’s drunk and passed out. We got in a fight about something ridiculously stupid. She called me a few names and dumped me. Told me to go to hell and I realized that I was already there." Joey frowned at the scene that had transpired earlier that night, embarrassingly in front of all of their friends. Kelly was a senior and would be going off to school in the fall. She’d accepted her place at NYU and would be moving across the country. Joey knew that their break up had to do with her wanting to cut their ties before she left, but he figured she could at least have done it after prom, not during. "She stormed off and got drunk with her friends in the parking lot. Before dinner."

"Ouch," Nick flinched painfully. "Sorry dude." Joey only shrugged. With a sweeping gesture, Nick pointed towards their group. "Tons of girls over there without dates. Some ...pretty cute if you’re into girls."

Joey grinned. "That, I am."

"Go for it dude." Justin snickered. He stepped in closer, "and heads up, Mandy..."

Joey leaned in to hear what Justin was saying. "Mandy? Which one is she?"

"The tall one, dark hair, looks like a pixie kinda. Mandy Moore, pink dress."

Joey picked out which one Justin was talking about and smiled. She was pretty cute. "Yeah?"

"Thinks you’re gorgeous. She saw you a lot with the play, I think she was one of the girls who did make up back stage." Justin looked at Nick who nodded.

"Yeah, she did your make up. Yours and Chrissy’s."

Joey took a closer look and realized that they were right. "She looks different." He had only ever seen her wearing jeans and a tee shirt, sometimes a bandana holding her short hair back. "She looks hot."

The guys all rolled their eyes as Joey headed in that direction. "And I’ll see you guys later, I’ve got lovely not-freshman anymore girls to introduce myself to."

"So, prom was that bad?" Nick asked. He looked at Kevin who was staring at him with a startling intensity. Their eyes met and both of them smiled. Kevin nodded.

"Horrible. Half of the seniors were in the parking lot drinking, which they ended up getting caught and there was this whole speech after dinner about underage drinking and how it is illegal. So we stayed for the awards ceremony, a few dances and realized that we could be almost anywhere and be having a better time."

"And then I remembered that you guys were here, so I figured we’d crash your anti prom," Chris said. "Is that okay? We got our own lane. We’re in fourteen."

Nick and Justin exchanged a laugh. "We’ve got lanes nine through thirteen, so you guys are right next to ours." Justin took Chris’ hand and led him through the crowd towards their friends.

"I guess we should find bowling balls," Brian said to his girlfriend and her two girl friends that they brought. "Nick, this is my girlfriend Rachael, who I know you vaguely know. And these are her friends, Odette and Michelle."

Nick nodded a greeting and smiled warmly at them. "I’m glad that you guys came. More is always fun, plus we haven’t had desert yet so you guys can totally join us."

Kevin shook his head. "No, despite how horrible the night has turned out to be, we actually did have a good meal. And we’re stuffed."

Brian rubbed his stomach and shrugged. "I don’t know, I could always have more desert. We’ll see you over there."

The air between them was slightly awkward as Kevin and Nick were left alone in each other’s company. "I hope that this is okay," Kevin said softly. He playfully nudged Nick’s shoulder with his own, a move he’d done countless times before. The familiarity of the touch sent shock waves through Nick’s body and he fought not to swoon. "Us being here."

Nick nodded and nudged Kevin back. "Totally okay. I'm glad that you guys came."

"You are?" Kevin was surprised at the admission. When Chris had suggested the anti-prom, Kevin had voiced reservations of whether their presence would be welcomed by all. He knew that Justin would be more than happy to see Chris, but it was Nick’s reaction to him being there that worried him. The smile on Nick’s face was genuine though and Kevin felt relief seep into his stomach that was a ball of nerves.

"Yeah. Earlier ...I was thinking how cool it would have been for you to be here with us." Nick licked his lips and held his breath. " With me." He shyly looked at Kevin who was watching him, a look of surprise on his face. The surprise turned to pleasure and Nick knew he’d said the right thing.

"I was thinking the same thing," Kevin admitted. "I kept wishing that ..." He paused for a moment and tried to battle the war that was waging in his mind. "...things could have been different."

"Don’t," Nick said softly. "Things are fine just how they are."

"Are they?" Kevin asked. "Are they really?" He hadn’t anticipated Nick’s nod, but moreso, Kevin hadn’t anticipated Nick sliding his hand into his, threading their fingers together and squeezing tightly.

"They will be. They’re on the right road." Nick tugged on Kevin’s arm, leading him towards their friends. "Lets bowl."

Kevin played his first game with Joey, Brian, Rachael, Odette and Michelle, as everyone else was already in the middle of a game, or close to ending one. While the newly not-freshmen waited for their game to finish so they could all start their last game at the same time, they ordered their Decadent Desert.

When it arrived, Lance made sure to get at least a few pictures of it from different angles. It was the largest sundae they had ever seen, and despite the fancy dresses and suits, everyone made sure to dig in, getting their share.

"So," AJ said to Lance and Christina. They were all sitting on the benches two lanes down from where Nick was talking to Chris and Justin excitedly. They could see his eyes darting frequently to Kevin whose gaze wasn’t far from the blonde’s. No one had missed the way they had been holding hands when they joined them and Nick’s friends had been waiting until it was safe to discuss it. "What do we think?"

"About Nick and Kevin?" Lance asked. AJ nodded and he smiled. "I think it’s about time."

"You don’t think he’s going to get hurt again?" AJ loved seeing Nick as happy as he was right then, but at the same time he wasn’t all too quick to trust Kevin again, not with Nick as vulnerable as he was around the older boy.

"Oh he will," Christina said matter of factly. "But that’s going to happen with anyone. Who’s to say that you won’t get hurt by Lance, or he won’t get hurt by you. And god knows how many times Josh and I fight and hurt each other. It’s the way love is, Aje."

"But ..."

"But what?" She countered. "Do you want to talk about Valentine’s day?" Lance looked away sadly and AJ’s face changed to a pale white. "Because we can."

"No," AJ growled. He didn’t want to ever think about his and Lance’s first valentine’s day again. He crossed his arms over his chest when he realized that Christina wasn’t finished.

"So you don’t think that Nick should give Kevin another chance. But Lance gave you another chance, didn’t he?"

AJ refused to answer. Lance gave a smirk and nuzzled his boyfriend’s cheek. "She’s right."

"If you deserve another chance, so does Kevin," Christina’s voice was soft her hand gentle on AJ’s arm. "He made a mistake. A big one, but he’s apologized to Nick about it and he’s working on fixing it. We all know that he is the only one that is going to make Nick happy, so his track record isn’t perfect, none of ours is." Christina stood up and shrugged. "Now, I’m going to see MY boyfriend, tell him how much I love him and leave you two alone."

When she was gone, AJ turned to Lance and stared deeply into his eyes. His face was serious and he felt his stomach churning sickly. "You do forgive me right? Like, totally forgive me?"

Lance’s face was a mask of confusion. "For what? Valentine’s day?" It had been four months earlier and AJ knew he’d been forgiven. Clearly Christina’s words had hit a nerve in AJ’s confidence and Lance knew that he was going to have to be very gentle with his boyfriend.

AJ nodded. He had thought that ignoring what had happened would be better, but now he wasn’t sure. They had said their piece four months ago, but he hated questioning whether or not Lance still was holding a grudge against him for it. "I mean, you’re still not upset about it, right? There isn’t going to be a day where you turn around and say ‘I thought I could forgive you, but it’s been bothering me’ and dump me, right?"

Lance laughed softly as he pulled AJ’s mouth in for a deep kiss. He let his tongue roam effortlessly around his teeth and gums, tasting the sweetness from the ice cream and chocolate on them. "I told you," he said warmly. "We’re fine. I’m over it, you’re over it.." Lance frowned as a thought occurred to him. "Unless you’re not over it." Now he was getting worried. Thankfully, AJ nodded his head immediately.

"Of course I’m over it. I was over it the second you told me you loved me and still wanted to be with me. I just ...she’s right. I hurt you, probably worse than Kevin hurt Nick and if I don’t think HE deserves a second chance, why do I get a second chance?"

Lance wrinkled his nose and turned so that he was facing AJ. He cupped his face in his hands and forced him to look directly into his eyes. "Do you really not think he deserves a second chance? I thought you guys were cool with each other."

AJ shrugged. "We are."

"So, if Nick asked you what you thought, if he said to you ‘AJ, should I give Kevin another chance,’ what would you say?"

AJ sighed and closed his eyes. He pictured the situation and what he would say. With a smile he opened his eyes. "I guess, if it made Nick happy, I would tell him to do what was in his heart."

Lance smiled knowingly. It was exactly what he thought AJ would say. "See." They sat together, holding hands and watching people take pictures of each other and dance in the aisles to the music that was blaring over the sound system The night had been everything they’d imagined it to be and nothing could have happened to spoil the good mood. "What are you doing Friday?" Lance asked softly. He looked up from where his head was resting on AJ’s shoulder to look into his boyfriend’s eyes.

"I work at like, three." AJ frowned and wrinkled his nose. "I’m working the late shift at the restaurant. Why?"

"Justin asked if I wanted to go with him and Nick to the graduation ceremony Friday. I figured, why not, right? So I thought maybe you’d want to come with us."

"What time is it at?" AJ asked. Lance shrugged.

"I think around eleven. So it should go until two or something. You could leave whenever you have to go, it’s just at the school." He smiled as AJ nodded.

"Yeah, totally."

"How late are you working until?"

"Ten thirty. I’m there until we close and then get everything cleaned up for the night."

"Would you want to go to a party afterwards? Craig Lyons is having a huge grad party at his house that night, and Justin and Nick were talking about going. It’s out on the beach, up in the Hills."

AJ’s eyes widened and he grinned. "Dude, that would fucking rock. Yeah, I’m so up for that. And I don’t work until late on Saturday too, so I can get home whenever and sleep in." He leaned over to kiss Lance sweetly on the mouth. "We’re so in. Tell J and Nicky we’re there."

"Awesome."

~*~*~*~*

"So, what are you doing for the rest of the week?" Billy asked Britney. They had decided to take a walk to settle their stomachs after eating all of that junk food. Britney had said something about wanting to get some fresh air, so they’d gone outside for a while.

Britney shrugged. "Chrissy and I might go to the mall tomorrow, do some shopping. Just hang out I guess. And then I don’t know. Justin said something about how the boys are going to the grad ceremony on Friday, but we don’t really want to go. Plus, they’re going to a party on the beach Friday night but..."

"Kyle and I were thinking that we might throw a little party on Friday night at my house," Billy said with a grin. Not a big party with everyone, just Chrissy and Josh, us and Em. Like, my parents will probably be there..."

"I love your parents," Britney said with a smile. "They’re so awesome."

Billy nodded and rolled his eyes. "Everyone loves my parents." They both laughed and he continued. "But yeah, we’d have a barbecue or something, and then swim or watch movies or something. Just something fun and relaxing, but all together. Don’t get me wrong, I like the whole gang, but we wanted something smaller."

Britney kissed Billy, parting her lips so he could slide his tongue into her mouth to taste her. He smiled against her lips as she whimpered and melted into his body. When they finally pulled away, he was practically holding her up as her knees had nearly turned to mush.

"So, is that a yes?"

Britney sighed. "Yes." When she had regained full consciousness, she suggested they get together earlier. "How about you come to my place for lunch. Mom and dad will be out all day for work, so we can hang out and I’ll even cook you something for lunch. And then in the afternoon, we can head over to your place."

"Trying to get me alone," Billy growled against her cheek. Britney nodded, not at all feeling embarrassed.


"Yes." She licked her lips and pressed herself against his body ruthlessly. "We never get any ‘alone’ time." Her arms snaked around his neck and she reached up on her tip toes to kiss him passionately. When it broke, they were both breathless. "And it’s been too long since we’ve been able to," her voice lowered as she spoke into Billy’s ear, "make out properly."

Billy looked down, able to see a sizable amount of cleavage at the angle he was at. At fifteen, Britney was filling out more and more and he could feel stirring in his slacks. Britney must have been able to feel it too, because she smiled and purred into his ear.

"See, you like that idea."

"Damn right," Billy agreed. "Maybe we could pick up where we left off the last time?" The farthest they had gone together was to be in their underwear. Britney had still been wearing a tee shirt, but Billy had managed to slide her shorts off her and onto the floor. As a bargaining tool, Britney had insisted that if she was only in her panties, he had to be in his boxer shorts. He had been willing to take his shirt off as well, but Britney wasn’t that daring just yet and had declined. He could take his off, but hers wasn’t moving. They’d reached a common ground with the panties.

Nearly a half an hour after their kissing and touching, hands wandering and stroking one another, Billy had jumped off of the bed and ran into the bathroom, emerging ten minutes later with a red face and trembling hands. He wasn’t hard anymore and Britney had almost been disappointed.

"I couldn't hold on any more," Billy apologized. He still felt awkward in asking her to jerk him off or make him come, so whenever they made out and he knew he was close, he would get up and go into the bathroom to take care of it himself. And although he desperately wanted to get her off as well, she’d once stated that she wasn’t sure if she was ready for that yet and he hadn’t pressed the issue since.

Britney looked up into her boyfriend’s eyes and took a deep breath. "I’m still not ready for sex," she admitted. She knew she was lucky to have an understanding boyfriend. Knowing that Billy could probably find any girl who was willing to sleep with him made her all the more thankful that he didn’t push her, but at the same time she was curious to find out what the big deal was. She had been talking to Christina about sex and making out, and was surprised to find out that Christina and Josh were under the clothes touching already. They had spent countless hours talking about it and what it felt to touch Josh’s hard penis. How nervous she had been and how good it made her feel to make him cry out and climax. "But ...I think I’m ready for.."

"Yes," Billy said calmly. His pulse was racing and his heart was beating madly, but he didn’t want to appear to be too excited in case he scared her off. The thing that surprised him the most was his desire to touch her was just as great to have her touch him. "What baby girl, you can tell me."

"I don’t want you to ...go to the bathroom to ..." Her cheeks turned bright pink and she turned away. Knowing that she would have to be able to say it, to do it, she continued. "If you are going to come," she whispered, "I don’t want you to go and do it alone."

"Okay,’ Billy’s voice was just as soft and he pulled Britney close to his body. "We can talk about it more on Fri..."

"And I want you to touch me," she said, cutting him off. She pressed her face into his throat and kissed the skin there. "I want to feel what it’s like to feel your hands on me." Britney had found that when she thought about Billy, in her bed late at night, she had a delicious tingling in her panties. A few times she’d slid her hand underneath the elastic band and touched herself, finding that the sensation amplified. There had been one night just a week earlier when she was in bed, she became more daring and rather than stopping immediately, rubbed and pressed the spot quickly, feeling jolts of electricity flow through her arms and legs. The more she touched herself, the more vivid the picture of Billy became in her mind until she started to shake and feel warm all over. Her breathing had been laboured and it had reached an almost painful pleasure. Her hand had been soaked and just when she thought that she was going to scream out from the sensations, there had been a knock on the
 door. It was her mother asking if she was all right. It seemed as though, in the throes of her passion, she hadn’t realized she’d been moaning out loud.

With the stench of her own sex in the air, Britney called out and told her mother she was just fine. Although she wasn’t sure if her mother believed her, she had in effect, left her alone so when Britney was sure she had gone, she could finally breathe easily. Her body was still tingling from the pleasure her own hand had brought her and as she slid out of the bed and crept into her bathroom, she found she couldn’t stop smiling. She cleaned herself, washed her hands and changed her panties, unable to think about anything except when she would do it again, and if maybe she could convince Billy to touch her like that.

When she talked to Emily and Christina about it the next day, she wasn’t as embarrassed as she should have been, probably because she wasn’t sure what it was she’d done. "You did what?" Christina’s eyes had been wide and her jaw had dropped open.


"I was in bed, and I just started touching myself, down there," Britney whispered.

"And?" Christina asked, curious. There had been times when Josh had touched her down there, through her panties, and it had always felt good, and there had also been times when she was throbbing and was so wet it was almost uncomfortable, but she hadn’t ever thought to do anything about it. "How did it feel?"

Britney closed her eyes and smiled at the memory of how her whole body felt alive. "So good."

"You were masturbating." Emily said with a wicked smile.

Britney’s eyes nearly bugged out, just as Christina’s. "Boys masturbate," Christina pointed out.

"Girls do too," Emily explained. "When you touch yourself to make your self come, that’s masturbating. Guys do it more, but there are some girls who do. You, Britney Jean, seem to be one of them."

"Does that make me dirty?" Britney was now worried that she was going to become a pervert and that her parents would freak out. Emily only shook her head and smiled warmly.

"No. Masturbating isn’t dirty. People think it is because of the stigma attached to it, but really, everyone does it. People don’t like to admit to it. Kyle does it all the time," Emily rolled his eyes. "Do does Billy and Josh."

When Britney and Christina shook their heads, Emily only nodded with more enthusiasm. "Yeah, they do. Trust me."

"How do you know?"

Emily’s smile turned wicked once more, causing Britney and Christina to smile as well. "I know they all have their own stashes of porno magazines. They talk about it, but have a secret code word for it. And I know for certain, that in the spring, Kyle’s older brother had snuck them a porno movie, and they went to Josh’s house one night when no one was home and watched it. From what I overheard, they were all so horny, they just started jerking off in the room while watching the movie."

Britney’s eyes glazed over and had pictured the scene with a smile. "That would be so sexy." Christina and Emily had nodded.

"I know." They agreed.

The girls had spent the rest of the afternoon talking about masturbating, going from just using your fingers to actually buying vibrators and other toys. Since then, Britney hadn’t felt so self conscious about her body, and was finally ready for Billy to touch her.

"Anything you want," Billy said with a smile. He pulled her towards the entrance. "We should get back inside," he suggested. "They must be ready to start the next game." He stopped when Britney took a hold of his hand.

"Do you masturbate a lot?"

Her question caught him off guard and he tripped. When he turned around, he could hear the blood rushing in his ears. Not sure how she wanted him to answer, he shrugged. "Uhhh."

"It’s okay that you do, it’s not bad," Britney clarified. She stepped in and knew that if she made an admission he would be more comfortable in talking about it. "I mean, sometimes when I’m thinking about you and I’m in my bed, I touch myself and dream it’s you..."


"Britney," Billy breathed. He hadn’t thought it dick could get harder, but hearing her admit to touching herself had done just that. "Fuck.."

"I already told you, not yet." She giggled playfully. "But, I know it’s only natural and that you do it. It doesn’t make me mad, but how often do you do it?"

Billy shrugged, unable to form a coherent thought. "Sometimes every day, sometimes not."

"Do ...you think of me when you do it?" She was relieved when he nodded immediately.

"All the time. You in that bathing suit. You in that mini skirt you wear, with the boots that go to your knees. I picture what you look like in just your bra and underwear..." Billy was so embarrassed to be admitting it, but the more he said, the bigger her smile got so he continued. "What it would be like to be naked with you, touching you, you touching me."

"Do you picture that it’s me touching you?"

Billy closed his eyes and took a cleansing breath. He nodded and smiled. "Sometimes it’s your hand, sometimes ..."

"It’s my mouth?" Britney pouted her lower lip out and Billy whimpered and groaned.


"Fuck. Yes. We can’t talk about this right now," he pleaded. He had a feeling that just talking about it was going to make him come in his pants and he didn’t want that to happen. Britney understood the warning and nodded.

"Okay, but Friday. We’re talking about this." She took a hold of his hand and led him inside, her lips curled into a sexy, smirk.

"There you guys are," Josh called as Britney and Billy joined them in the alley. "We were just going to look for you. Their game is done, so we’re starting again."

"Awesome," Billy kissed Britney one more time before she headed off to sit with her girl friends. When she was gone, he turned to Josh and Kyle. "We’re on the same team." He said, hoping they would understand his need to talk. When they nodded, they took the lane on the far end, away from Britney and the girls. When they were alone, he let out the breath he’d been holding.

"You’ll never believe what Brit just asked me. Hell, what she just TOLD me."

"What?" Josh asked, setting up their game. They were the only ones playing at that lane, as everyone had just clumped into cliques.

Billy took a deep breath and relayed their whole conversation. He watched as Josh’s jaw dropped and Kyle’s lips curled into a knowing smirk.

"Holy shit," Kyle exclaimed. "I thought she’d been lying."

"What?" Billy asked. His best friend did not at all seem surprised.

"Well, Em and I were making out, and she was asking me if I thought it would be hot if she touched herself. I asked her where she came up with that and swore me to confidence, that Britney had admitted she’d been masturbating, thinking about you. Then we ..." Kyle’s cheeks reddened and he stopped talking immediately. "Well, you don’t need to know that." What he’d been about to admit was that they’d talked about how she knew that the boys had been watching a porn movie and were all jerking off together and admitted that the thought of them all masturbating in the same room was hot. She had asked if he would jerk off for her, so she could watch him and he had said he would, if she would too. They then agreed that maybe the next time Kyle’s brother got him a porno, that he could watch it with her, so they could see together what all the big deal was. Kyle knew he had the coolest girlfriend in the world.

Kyle and Emily had actually had sex already, the first time they did it was on his sixteenth birthday. She was turning seventeen that year, he had just turned sixteen and they had arranged a private party for the two of them alone. The plan of the night hadn’t been to sleep together, but everything felt right and she had led him to her bedroom, admitting the first time they did it, she wanted it to be in her bed, with him and having beautiful music playing. Although it hadn’t been as smooth and easy as they had anticipated it to be, he had made it special for her, as she had done for him. That had been in February, two weeks after Valentine’s day and neither regretted it or anything that had come after.

"We don’t NEED to know," Josh grinned at Kyle. "But we want to know."

Kyle growled. "Fuck off. It’s none of your business." He turned to Billy who was lost in his own world. "So what are you going to do?"

"We’re going to talk about it on Friday. She wanted to talk about it now, but just the visual image of her touching herself," he closed his eyes and pictured it again. His already hard dick throbbed again. "I was going to blow my load man."

Josh snickered and rolled his eyes. "No stamina man."

"Fuck off," Billy laughed. Now that the picture of how he was going to spend his Friday afternoon was stuck in his head, he was finding it hard to concentrate on anything else. His eyes flickered to Chris and Justin who were practically on top of each other, to AJ and Lance who were locked at the hip, to Nick and Kevin who hadn’t taken their eyes off of each other since the seniors arrived. Knowing that had he not wanted to talk to his best friends about his girlfriend, they’d be on top of their own girlfriends, he snickered. There was definitely something in the air, and he was excited to give into the sexual excitement that was crackling around them.

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