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Chapter 4

Nick had thought time was flying by fast before, it was nothing compared to how quick the last two weeks of summer vacation had gone. There were so many things that the gang had wanted to do but still hadn’t had a chance, and so they tried to cram everything in during such a short period of time. Before Nick knew it, he found himself sitting cross legged in the middle of Kevin’s bed, watching his boyfriend scramble around the room and try to pack everything inside of his chest, boxes and bags.

"So, did you just now find out you’re going away to school?" Nick asked as he popped a potato chip into his mouth. He snickered when Kevin raised his head from under the bed where he was searching for the mate to the shoe he had in his hand.

"What?"

"I asked, if you just now found you you’re going away to school? Was it news?"

Kevin gave him a strange look. "No, you know I’ve known for months." Kevin narrowed his eyes, pausing before he continued to look. "Damn," he said to himself, "I know it’s in here."

"If you’ve known for months, why the hell did you wait until the last minute?" Nick crunched loudly on a particularly big chip and yelped as he dodged a shoe that came flying at him. He burst into laughter, unprepared as he felt someone suddenly jumping on him. Kevin had come out from under the bed and had pounced on him, tickling Nick mercilessly.

They wrestled for a few minutes until Nick finally squirmed free, trying to catch his breath. Kevin pulled him back in and Nick squealed as he found himself pinned to the bed. "

"I give ....uncle!" Nick yelped. He made a move to try and buck Kevin off, but the older teen held strong. Nick was no match for his boyfriend.

"You can’t call uncle then try to take me over Nick, it’s not fair."

"What’s not fair," Nick gasped, still giggling, "is that you always win. You cheat."

Kevin burst into laughter and shook his head. He leaned down so that their foreheads were resting against one another, he still had Nick’s hands held in his own above Nick’s head. "I don’t cheat, just because you can’t beat me, doesn’t mean I cheat."

"You know how ticklish I am, so you always catch me off guard," Nick gasped as Kevin settled down on top of him, pressing their bodies together. He licked his lips, noticing how Kevin’s eyes clouded over as they focused on Nick’s mouth. Nick extended his neck, offering his mouth up for Kevin to kiss. The offer was accepted instantly. Their lips met and Nick’s parted, allowing for Kevin’s tongue to push past his teeth to play with his own. Nick whimpered as Kevin deepened the kiss and the instant that Nick felt Kevin’s resolve wash away, he wrapped his legs around the older teen, used all of the strength he could muster and flipped them over, effectively pinning Kevin to the bed.

Kevin’s face was a mask of surprise at how easily Nick had turned the tables on him. True, the blonde wasn’t holding him down with any physical force, but Kevin could feel the weight of Nick’s gaze on him, the silent power that Nick held over him and couldn’t move if he’d wanted to.

"I win," Nick breathed. He felt lightheaded at the way Kevin was looking at him, mixed with the feel of being on top of his boyfriend, holding him down. For a moment, Nick took the time to memorize every single aspect of this exchange. He wasn’t sure when the next chance they would have to do this together, and he wanted to remember every single thing.

Kevin’s lips parted, he was about to agree with Nick that the blonde had won, but before he could form any words, Nick’s mouth was on his, hot and hungry. They lost themselves in the power of their kiss, the familiarity of their bodies pressed together, and neither could deny that really, in the end, they both had kind of won.

Half an hour later, they were still kissing, except Kevin had rolled them so that he was half on his side, with Nick nestled safely underneath him. His hand had slowly slid it’s way up Nick’s shirt to draw random patterns on Nick’s hip, while Nick’s hands were rooted firmly on Kevin’s back, also having found themselves underneath Kevin’s shirt. Kevin had one thigh resting between Nick’s legs, while Nick had one leg wrapped around Kevin’s other thigh. They were locked into a deep, erotic, passionate kiss that left them both whimpering and moaning when Kevin finally pulled away.

Nick’s head was spinning. He licked his lips and still tasted Kevin on them. As a reaction, his erection twitched, which in turn pressed against Kevin’s thigh. Kevin smiled as he leaned down, ground their hips together and watched Nick’s eyes flutter shut and his mouth opened into a silent gasp. Kevin wanted to see Nick do that again, so he repeated his action, pressing against Nick’s erection harder. Nick gasped and pressed against Kevin’s body. His fingers dug into Kevin’s back as he tried to ride out the multiple sensations flowing through his body.

"Kevin..."

"Nicky," Kevin moaned. He darted his tongue out, licking at the skin of Nick’s throat, sucking softly on the pulse point behind the blonde’s ears. "You feel so good."

Nick trembled at the want in Kevin’s voice. Kevin felt good too, so good. Nick didn’t want to think about how after next week, Kevin was going to be gone for months on end and he wouldn’t have moments like these as often as he had them now. Kevin’s parents were out for the day, not to return until very late. So in light of Kevin having the house to himself, he’d invited Nick over so they could spend time together, without worrying about his parents finding out more than he knew they already suspected.

Sex crossed Nick’s brain and he froze, unsure of what was going to happen. He knew that he still wasn’t ready for that, but at the same time, he knew that Kevin probably would want to have it before he went. Like it was fate that they had the house alone, and they were almost expected to do it. He didn’t want to disappoint Kevin, but at the same time was curious as to why he hadn’t started to initiate something.

"Are we..." Nick asked as he gazed into Kevin’s eyes. He smiled and leaned up to kiss his boyfriend, forgetting the rest of his sentence.

"Are we what?" Kevin was breathless and relaxed on the bed next to Nick. They lay cuddled in each others’ arms, listening to each other’s hearts beat.

"You should finish packing," Nick changed the subject. He didn’t know how to ask for what he thought Kevin wanted. Kevin raised his head and gave nick a look that said he knew that the blonde was stalling.

"I’ll finish in a bit. I’m enjoying this much more."

Nick couldn’t argue, he was enjoying it much more too.

"Do you want to have sex?"

Kevin froze. He heard the nervous, fear of rejection in Nick’s voice and willed himself not to react. The thought of how easy it would have been to sleep together right then, when they both had the house to themselves without any fear of anyone catching them crossed his mind. He also knew that if he was still with Gretchen, and he was about to leave, they’d have probably been doing it non stop, just because they would have felt it was expected of them. But with Nick, he didn’t want that. Not for those reasons. "Eventually? Yes. Right now? No."

Nick’s expression was troubled and Kevin took the opportunity to lean in and kiss him sweetly. He continued to kiss him until he was smiling. "Thank you," Nick breathed.

"For?"

"Everything," Nick answered. They kissed for a while longer until Nick was writhing against him. Every touch, every sound was amplified, and although Kevin wasn’t ready for them to have sex, he was in desperate need of some type of attention.

Nick could feel Kevin’s hardness against his leg. He knew by the sounds Kevin was making, and the way he was moving against him that Kevin wanted to get off. While they’d never done any serious under the clothes touching, at least not in ‘safe zones’, Nick suddenly had a desire to see what Kevin would look like while he came. What it would take for Nick to make Kevin loose control. Nick wanted nothing more than to please Kevin, and so, he licked his lips and held Kevin’s face in his hand.

"Tell me how to make you happy."

Kevin chuckled and tried to lean in to kiss Nick. He groaned in frustration when Nick stopped him. "You already make me happy."

"No," Nick argued. "I want to make you HAPPY."

Kevin’s forehead creased as he tried to think about what Nick meant. "I am happy."

Nick reached down to massage Kevin’s bulge. "I can feel that." He took a sharp intake of breath as Kevin growled. Kevin thrust against Nick’s trembling hand. "I want to make you *really* happy."

It was in that exact moment, as Nick stroked him through his jeans that Kevin realized what Nick was insinuating. He whimpered and kissed Nick’s lips. "Please.." Kevin whispered. "Say it. Tell me what you want to do."

With a nervous smile, Nick caught Kevin’s gaze. Silently, Nick asked for Kevin’s approval. He saw nothing but love in Kevin’s eyes and he breathed in deeply.

"Please Nicky, I want to hear it."

"I want to make you happy," Nick whispered back. He kissed Kevin deeply, darting his tongue playfully into Kevin’s mouth and whimpering when Kevin took the opportunity to suck on it.

"How? How do you want to make me happy?"

"I want to ..." Nick started. He wasn’t sure if he could say it.

"It’s okay Nicky, you can tell me. I promise I won’t laugh."

It wasn’t that Nick was afraid of Kevin laughing at him, it was that he didn’t know what he wanted to do. He wanted Kevin to tell him what he wanted, he wanted Kevin to talk him through it. Nick was terrified of doing something wrong and having Kevin disappointed.

"I want to make you come."

Kevin moaned into Nick’s mouth. If he concentrated hard enough, he probably could have came right then. It took a few breaths but Kevin was able to regulate his breathing and regain control over his body. "I want you to too."

Nick pressed his forehead against Kevin’s and waited for him to open his eyes. When he didn’t, Nick kissed him. "Kevin?"

"Yes baby?"

"Open your eyes." When Kevin did so, Nick smiled. "Show me how." Kevin didn’t move and Nick giggled. He’d never seen Kevin look so blissful, and he hadn’t even done anything yet.


There were so many things that Kevin wanted Nick to do, but he didn’t feel right coaxing him into doing it. Although, he couldn’t say he was coaxing Nick, since the blonde was offering to do whatever Kevin wanted him to do, but still, it felt wrong somehow. What felt even more wrong was that the longer Kevin took, the more worried Nick appeared to be getting. Nick was afraid of rejection, proof that Kevin wasn’t interested in him sexually, and nothing could have been further from the truth.

"Please Kevin, tell me what you want."

"Give.." Kevin sighed. "Give me a second."

"No," Nick rubbed up against Kevin seductively. "Tell me, I want to do whatever you want me to do. I want to make you happy, I want you to come."

Nick stroked Kevin’s cheek lovingly and almost instantly, another place where Kevin wanted Nick to stroke him crossed his mind and he groaned. Nick had touched him through his jeans before, but for so long he’d wanted Nick to jerk him off. To wrap his hand around Kevin’s bare erection and stroke, pump and massage him.

"Touch me," Kevin whimpered. His eyes were closed and his breathing was laboured. He missed the way Nick’s eyes roamed shamelessly up and down his body, trying to figure out where Kevin wanted to be touched. Nick’s pulse was racing and he felt a jolt of adrenaline pump through his body.

"Where?" Nick needed to ask. He didn’t want to touch Kevin where he THOUGHT the older teen wanted him to touch, only to find out Kevin meant somewhere else.

Slowly, very slowly, Kevin rolled away from Nick and tried to relax. He focused on breathing, in/out, in/out and finally, when he had his hormones under somewhat control, he turned his head so that he was looking at Nick, who had moved so that he was sitting up, Indian style. With a slight tremble, Kevin moved his hand from where it was resting on Nick’s thigh, to his stomach. Kevin’s shirt was raised, showing off his stomach and Nick could see exactly where Kevin was motioning to. With a gentle flick of his wrist, Kevin undid the button to his jeans and lowered the zipper, revealing his grey Hanes. He raised his gaze, to find Nick staring at him with unabashed wonder and trust. Nick could feel Kevin’s eyes on him and looked up from where his jeans were parted to meet Kevin’s inquisitive gaze. Beautifully captivating green eyes were fixed on him, watching him eagerly.

"What if ...I’m bad?" Nick asked softly, almost embarrassed to have to ask that question. Despite how many times Kevin assured him that he wasn’t as sexually experienced as Nick thought him to be, he still knew that Gretchen Saunders had gone much further with Kevin, and knew exactly what it took to make him ‘happy’.

In a move that surprised Nick, Kevin pulled him close to his body. He wanted to calm Nick down, and reassure him that everything would be okay. As much as Kevin wanted Nick to do this, he would understand it if he didn’t. The last thing Kevin wanted was to push him to do something he was uncomfortable with. When their kiss ended, Kevin sighed and ran his fingers through Nick’s blonde locks.

"Nicky, baby, you don’t have to if you don’t want to."

Kevin wasn’t expecting Nick’s grin. "I don’t have to, but you’d really like me to jerk you off right?"

Kevin burst into laughter. He knew he had to be honest. "Yeah. I really would." They kissed. When Kevin pulled away he said, "but only if you want."

Nick’s answer was to move so that he was sitting right next to Kevin. His hand shook just slightly as he reached towards Kevin and hesitantly slid it underneath the elastic waistband of his underwear. The heat of Kevin’s lower stomach was nearly scorching, and Nick revelled at the way Kevin’s stomach contracted against his touch. Nick’s heart was racing, his pulse was out of control and he bit his lip to keep from moaning.

Nick wasn’t sure if he should do it underneath Kevin’s underwear, or take him out. It was in that moment, with that question that the weight of what he was about to do hit him. He knew that Lance had already jerked AJ off. Hell, they’d showered together once and for Lance’s birthday, AJ had given him a blow job. Lance hadn’t said whether it had happened again, since that night, or if he’d reciprocated the blow job. So Nick knew that he was far behind his friend, sexually speaking. But the good side of it was that he’d spent countless sleep over hours discussing sex with both Lance and Justin, and now that Nick was here, he knew that it was normal for him to be as nervous as he was. Nick pushed all thoughts of Lance and AJ, as well as Justin out of his mind and concentrated on the fact that his hand was in Kevin’s underwear, he could feel Kevin’s pubic hair and the heat of Kevin’s stomach was nothing compared to the heat he was feeling as he closed in on Kevin’s erection.

"Do you want me to pull it out?" Nick asked. He looked up from where his eyes were focused on his cloth covered hand and looked into Kevin’s eyes.

"Do you want to see it?"

Nick’s mouth watered. He figured that was answer enough. His head was yelling "NO", that touching it was more than he could handle, but his own erection which was throbbing painfully in his own underwear was screaming something entirely different. Nick licked his lips and Kevin took that as a sign to proceed.

Kevin shifted and adjusted so he shimmied his jeans down his hips, midway down his thighs. Nick’s eyes widened to comic proportions and Kevin looked down, not surprised to see his erection, outlined perfectly as it pressed against his boxer briefs. Nick’s hand was lifting his underwear slightly, but it did nothing to hide Kevin’s bulge. He wanted Nick to make the final decision as to whether he would be completely exposed.

"What about...?" Nick asked as he licked his lips again. There was a large wet spot, right at the tip of Kevin’s cock and for a second, Nick wondered what it would taste like. He reached his hand out and tentatively touched it, pulling his hand back when Kevin moaned.

"You do it. I want you to pull them down for me." Kevin stroked Nick’s face and relaxed against his bed. His cock was killing him, he needed relief and soon.

Nick pulled his hand free from Kevin’s underwear and watched in awe as it sprung back, showing the contours of Kevin’s erection. He cleared his throat and sat up on his knees. Nick gripped the elastic on Kevin’s hips, and teased them down. He giggled as Kevin wiggled his hips impatiently. "Eager?"

Kevin nodded. "Just a little."

Nick licked his lips, held his breath and slowly started to pull Kevin’s underwear down. Kevin bent his legs at the knee and lifted himself up so that they could be pulled down past his ass. Nick gasped at the glimpse of the pale white skin of Kevin’s backside, and didn’t notice that the material in the front hadn’t made it past Kevin’s bulge. When Kevin lowered his hips, Nick was disappointed to see that Kevin was still covered in what looked like an awkward position. Gently, Nick lifted the material away, keeping his eyes locked on Kevin’s face. He was watching every expression, every emotion, cross Nick’s face. Nick knew that Kevin was bare, from his waist to mid thigh but couldn’t make himself look down.

He watched Kevin’s lips curl into a smile and he smiled back.

"You can look."

"I know."

"Okay."

"What?"

"Nothing."

Nick nodded. He took a deep breath, steeled himself to what he was about to do and then slowly lowered his eyes. He gasped at Kevin’s chest, the muscles in Kevin’s stomach that were covered in goose bumps, despite the warm air in the room. Nick wanted to lean down and run his tongue over the ridges, especially at the spot where his torso met his legs. There was this perfect line of muscle that Nick desperately wanted to feel on his tongue, under his lips. He fought the urge, but he could see in Kevin’s eyes that his boyfriend could read his mind.

"When you’re ready," was all Kevin said.

It was then that Nick’s gaze lowered and he took in Kevin’s erection, thick, a dark purple and leaking from the slit. His eyes widened and his jaw dropped down. Nick was frozen in place. He looked up at Kevin before looking back down. "Holy shit."

Kevin laughed.

"It’s huge."

"Thank you," Kevin ran his finger down Nick’s jaw. When Nick had appropriately recovered, he blushed.

"I’m sorry."

"Don’t be sorry, that makes me feel so good. To know that you like what you see."

"I knew you’d be big, you’re so strong and you play football, but it’s ...it’s so ...wow."

Kevin found Nick’s inability to form coherent sentences flattering. Nick sat beside Kevin, touching his stomach, but going no further than his pelvis.

"Can I touch you?" Nick whispered softly, almost embarrassed. He knew that he could touch Kevin, it was the reason he was half naked right now, but Nick still felt as if he should ask.

"Yes please." There was a need, a note of desperation in Kevin’s voice and Nick felt his stomach flip. Kevin reached into his night stand and pulled a small bottle of something out. Nick blushed when he saw what it was. "Hold out your hand."

"What...?"

"It makes it easier. Slipperier, better friction." Kevin dumped a small amount of the lotion into Nick’s hand and a delicious scent of vanilla filled Nick’s nose.

"What now?"

"Just touch it. Get comfortable with it. Whatever you do, I’ll like it, I promise."

"I don’t want to hurt you," Nick warned. Kevin chuckled.

"Do you ever touch yourself?" Nick’s blush was answer enough. "Touch me like that. I’ll tell you where to go from there."

Nick wrapped his hand around the base of Kevin’s erection, trembling as it twitched in his hand. He slowly, teasingly, lovingly tightened his fist and slid it up the shaft effortlessly, only to let it fall back down. Kevin’s hips thrust and he arched his back in reaction to the pleasure Nick’s hand was bringing him. Nick continued a few more times until Kevin gasped, writhing on the bed.

"Is this okay?" Nick asked. He leaned down to kiss Kevin’s mouth while he continued to stroke him.

"Fuck ...so good. More than okay," Kevin assured him. Kevin had expected to have to coach Nick more, but it seemed that as afraid of doing something wrong as Nick had been, he’d been silly to worry. Nick was a natural talent which only made Kevin wonder how often Nick touched himself and if the blonde would object to letting him watch some time. "The head.." Kevin mumbled.

"What?" Nick asked. He’d been concentrating on Kevin’s reaction and hadn’t registered him talking.

"The head. Please ...just ...use your thumb, stroke the head."

Nick faltered for a second, unsure of what Kevin wanted him to do. He waited until he stroked towards the head and fumbled when trying to swipe the tip of Kevin’s cock. Nick was spending too much time concentrating on what to do that he was making himself nervous. Kevin whimpered and covered Nick’s hand with his own.

"Like this." Kevin slowly brought Nick’s fist up, gasping when Nick thread their fingers together over his erection. Not only could Kevin feel Nick’s hand, but their clasped fingers were creating a dual sensation on his already painfully hard erection. When they reached the tip, Kevin swiveled their hands and gently stroked the head of his erection, gathering the pre come onto his thumb. Nick gasped and Kevin twitched.

"Damn," Nick whispered. "Did that feel good? The way we flicked our wrist?"

Kevin grunted his response. Nick grinned. He continued to pump Kevin’s shaft, working the velvety soft organ with determination. He looked down, fascinated by the visual of his hand working Kevin’s shaft. Nick’s eyes diverted lower to Kevin’s balls, which were full and had smatters of coarse, kinky hairs. The skin looked velvety and soft and Nick wondered what it would feel like to touch. Would Kevin react positively if Nick reached down and touched them, cupped them in his hands and fingered the piece of skin where his balls met his body? Nick’s speed on Kevin’s cock slowed as he pondered whether to give in to his desires and touch Kevin more intimately than he was. Nick shifted onto his knees to give him better leverage to manipulate Kevin’s body.

Kevin could see Nick’s eyes wandering over his body and stop right below his cock. Just the thought of Nick touching his balls was enough to bring him closer to his impending orgasm. The only problem was that Kevin wasn’t sure if he wanted to come, release all of the pent up sexual tension flowing through his body, or prolong it, if not just to watch Nick touch him. Kevin realized that the decision was out of his hands when Nick’s free hand moved from the bed, where he’d previously had it resting, to between Kevin’s legs, gently fingering his heated, tense balls. Kevin’s legs spread on their own and for the first time since Nick started, Kevin wished that he’d taken his jeans and underwear off completely. He shifted and shimmied to get more comfortable, pleased when Nick didn’t back off, but move closer.

"Kiss me," Kevin begged. He could feel a familiar tingling, both in his balls and in his stomach and his orgasm was not far off. Nick obeyed his request and leaned down to cover Kevin’s mouth in a steamy, open mouthed, wet kiss, plunging his tongue deep, as if trying to crawl right inside. Kevin’s hands tightened in Nick’s shirt and he let out a loud, booming yelp.

"Are you..." Nick started to ask as Kevin was already answering his question.

"I’m gonna come ..."

Nick pulled away, wanting to watch Kevin’s orgasm in it’s full effect. He wanted to see everything from the look on Kevin’s face, to how his hand moved on Kevin’s erection, to his cock, which was a dark, angry purple, leaking profusely. Nick shifted his angle at the same time Kevin exploded, the first shot landing on Nick’s jaw and throat. He was so surprised that he barely had time to move as Kevin shot again, this time on his own shirt. Nick continued to work him, pleased as Kevin cried out a few more times, his orgasm not close to finished. When Kevin’s cock was finally limp, Nick’s hand covered in Kevin’s juices and Kevin exhausted against his pillows, Nick finally stopped touching his boyfriend, feeling slightly awkward. He looked down at his hand, curious as to what Kevin’s come tasted like.

Kevin’s eyes fluttered open and he took in how beautiful Nick was in that exact moment. His eyes were dancing, a bright, electric blue, his cheeks flushed, hair in disarray and his lips plush and swollen from where he’d been biting them nervously. There was a string of white come smeared on his jaw and throat. Before Kevin could even think about leaning in and licking that path, tasting himself on Nick’s skin, he watched in rapture as Nick brought his hand to his mouth. A flash of pink distracted Kevin, he barely had time to register what Nick was doing when he saw the blonde lap at the stickiness on his hands.

Kevin’s groan startled Nick and he paused. Nick flashed Kevin a sexy smirk and he continued tasting Kevin’s seed on his hand. Kevin had died and gone to heaven.

"Well?" Kevin asked when he could find his voice.

"Well what?" Nick asked, more hoarse than he should have been. It had been Kevin yelling and screaming, not him. Except his voice was scratchy and he had to clear his throat. Nick winced at the saltiness of Kevin’s come, wondering if he’d be able to actually swallow large amounts of it. He wasn’t sure he could, but he also hadn’t been sure he’d be able to jerk Kevin off without dying of embarrassment and there he was, with Kevin half naked in front of him, glowing after an orgasm that he had given him. By jerking him off.

"How does it taste?"

"Salty. I hear what you eat affects it, is that right?"

Kevin nodded. "That’s what they say."

Nick licked again, wincing a second time. Kevin’s groan was muffled by Nick’s laughter. "What the hell have you been eating?" This time, Kevin broke into laughter along with Nick, easing the awkwardness and tension in the room.

"Shut up." Kevin teased, tugging on a stray piece of Nick’s hair. Nick leaned down and grinned at him as he rubbed their noses together.

"I’m serious, taste..." Nick held his hand up but he squealed as Kevin pulled him down further so he could lick at Nick’s jaw. Kevin held back the wince, only grinning and licking his lips.

"Thanks," he nearly growled. "I think I will taste." His heart sang as Nick whimpered and moaned simultaneously. Nick was putty in Kevin’s hands and Kevin could feel his erection against his leg. "I taste pretty good."


Nick snorted and Kevin licked again. He started kissing and nipping at Nick’s throat.

"Nah, that’s not me. That’s you." Not at all mindful of the fact that Kevin’s pants were still around his thighs and they still hadn’t cleaned him up after his orgasm, Nick and Kevin spent the next few minutes kissing leisurely. It was the subtle throbbing between Nick’s legs that served as a reminder that he’d still not gotten off.

Nick whimpered as he palmed the bulge in his jeans.

"What’s wrong?" Kevin asked, kissing Nick sweetly.

"Nothing." Nick surely wasn’t going to ask Kevin to get him off. He didn’t want Kevin to think he owed it to him for getting him off. As much as he wanted Kevin to do something, he couldn’t instigate it.

Kevin’s hands slid down to rest on Nick’s backside where he stroked the flesh globes gently. "Do you want me to get you off?"

Nick’s eyes lit up and he nodded before he could stop himself. "Yes please." He wanted so many things, but after seeing Kevin naked, Nick was self conscious about the older boy seeing him naked. He wasn’t nearly as filled out or muscular as Kevin was. Sometimes Nick complained to Justin that he was tired of having the body of a fifteen year old girl. He had no muscles, no definition and slender hips. The lanky figure helped him with basketball, but at no point did he look like a man, he didn’t want Kevin to be disappointed with his body.

"Do you want me to do to you what you did to me?" Kevin prayed Nick said yes. He was dying to feel Nick’s cock in his hand, to finally know what another man’s erection felt like first hand. His prayers were answered with Nick’s meek, embarrassed acceptance.

"Just .." Nick started softly.

"Just what? You can tell me?"

"Inside my pants. I don’t want ...I’m not ready..."

"You’re not ready for me to see you naked." Kevin finished. Nick agreed.

"It’s not you .... I’m just ..."

"Not ready. I understand." Kevin shifted so that he could pull his underwear and jeans back up on his hips. He didn’t bother to do the jeans up because he knew he’d have to change them anyways if they were going to leave his room. "Come here." Kevin tugged on Nick’s arm, moving him so that Nick was straddling him. Kevin pulled him so that they were pressed tightly together, he wanted to relax Nick before starting anything serious. Once he had enough pillows to prop him up, and Nick nestled safely in his arms, Kevin began to kiss him, and reassure him that it would be okay. Nick was trembling slightly, obviously nervous for their first actual sex with each other. It wasn’t sex in the most basic terms, but Kevin knew that they were making love, this was how it was supposed to be, this was what he’d been missing.

They were learning each others’ bodies, what they liked and didn’t like. Kevin wasn’t sure if there was anything Nick could do that he wouldn’t like, but he figured they’d deal with that when the issue arose. It was learning as much for him as it was for Nick, and Kevin would have been lying if he didn’t admit Nick’s hero worship wasn’t flattering.

When Nick was practically purring and mewling for more, Kevin shifted him so that he was on his knees. There was enough room for Kevin to reach into Nick’s pants to adequately jerk him off. "Just relax baby," Kevin soothed Nick, who jumped as Kevin started to undo his pants.

"I’m sorry."

"Don’t be sorry. It’s okay." Kevin kissed Nick again, stopping to fully enjoy the feel of Nick nibbling hungrily on his lips. It took seconds, but Kevin’s hand was finally easing into Nick’s underwear and Kevin could feel himself getting hard again. From the way Nick was grinding down on him, he knew that Nick could feel his erection returning again. This wasn’t about him though, this was about Nick, and he wanted to make Nick feel what he himself felt only minutes earlier.

Nick’s flesh was hot in Kevin’s hand and he couldn’t help but gasp at the heavenly feeling of Nick hard and desperate for him. Nick’s hips thrust involuntarily into Kevin’s fist as his eyes rolled back into his head. He’d never felt this way ever in his life before, and somewhere in the back of Nick’s mind he wondered if Kevin’s hand felt this good on his dick, what would his mouth feel like? It was that thought, that visual image in his mind which pushed Nick over the edge. A primal, growling yell escaped his lips and he came furiously, nearly losing consciousness at the overwhelming pleasure he felt. Nick barely registered Kevin pulling his hand out of his shorts, wiping the excess come onto a stray tee shirt lying on the bed before pulling Nick into a lying position.

Safe in the warmth of Kevin’s embrace, Nick allowed his mind to replay all of the events of that afternoon. He’d never expected the day to turn out how they had, but now, lying in Kevin’s arms after his first orgasm with the older boy, he couldn’t wipe the grin from his lips. He burrowed his face into Kevin’s tee shirt, not at all concerned with the fact that it was dirty from Kevin’s earlier orgasm. He knew he shouldn’t be falling asleep, but his eyes were starting to droop. He felt Kevin reach over his shoulder to something on the night stand.

"What’re you doin’?" Nick asked.

"Setting my alarm. Gonna just take a nap for an hour or so.."

"What about your parents...?"

Kevin kissed the tip of Nick’s nose. You’ll be asleep in your own bed by the time they get home. It’s not even dinner yet, they’ll probably be home at like one or two in the morning."

Nick grinned as he relaxed further into Kevin’s embrace. He wanted to enjoy the feeling of falling asleep with Kevin, knowing that he wouldn’t have this luxury for who knew how long.

End Chapter 4


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