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Chapter 19

AJ could hardly believe that he’d just admitted to Lance that he’d seen a porn movie. He hadn’t intended on bringing it up at all, but it was out before he could stop himself. And now, now he had gone too far to pretend it hadn’t happened.

"Porn?" Lance whispered. His pulse was racing and he fought off the feelings of jealousy. He couldn't believe that AJ had watched porn without telling him about it. They were boyfriends and they were supposed to tell each other everything.


What Lance hadn’t known was that AJ wanted desperately to tell Lance about it, but he wasn’t sure if the younger teen would think he was a pervert for finding porn sexy. He didn’t want Lance to get mad that he enjoyed watching hot, sexy, men jerk off or give each other blow jobs or have sex in a movie. Never once did he think that Lance would have wanted to watch it with him. Now he couldn’t help but wonder if he’d been wrong about it.

"Uhh, yeah. You’re not ...mad are you? That I’ve got..."

"YOU HAVE PORN?" Lance screeched. AJ winced and was caught off guard as Lance pounced on him. Lance’s denim covered erection pressed against his underwear covered one and he groaned as he involuntarily ground up against him. "Like you have porn? You have it?"

AJ saw the way Lance’s eyes turned a darker, deeper shade of green and found himself lost in their depths. He could feel how hard Lance was, and saw that his breathing was laboured. Lance was definitely turned on. All AJ could do was nod.

Lance sat up and looked around the room wildly, wondering where AJ kept it. He knew how much Denise hated AJ’s room to be messy, and if he didn't clean it she would come in and tidy up. So with that information, Lance figured it was probably very well hid.

"Where?"

AJ pointed at the closet. Lance wanted to jump up and search through his boyfriend's closet to find it, but didn’t. If AJ had this porn and didn’t tell him about it, he clearly didn’t want him to know. And that meant he didn’t want to watch it with him. That knowledge stung a little bit, but Lance was too shocked that he had the porn to be too worried about it.

"Are you mad?"

Lance froze at AJ’s question. His voice trembled and as Lance looked down, he saw the fear in AJ’s eyes. The laughter was out before Lance could stop it.

"Mad? That you have porn?"

AJ nodded.

"Totally not. I’m mad that you have it and didn’t tell me. Mad that you’ve been watching it without me, but not mad that you have it." Lance wanted, no NEEDED to know how AJ managed to get porn, but that would have to be a conversation for a later time. He could find out the details when AJ wasn’t half naked and they both weren’t harder than hell and Lance had watched the movie. Twice. Right now, he had to find a way to get AJ to let him watch it, and then find out more about this sixty nine thing that AJ wanted to try.

"Do you want to watch it?"

Lance nearly fell off the bed. He nodded and watched in silence as AJ rushed across the room to his closet. A few minutes later he popped his head out.

"Uh, which one?"

Lance emitted a strangled gasp. Which one? Which one? They had movies to choose from? Lance knew exactly what they would be doing with their Friday evenings for the next hundred years. He shrugged, at a loss for words.

AJ’s hands shook as he pulled out the videos from their hiding spot. He now had four, three of them containing multiple movies. He knew exactly from the stickers on the front which videos were which and decided to let Lance choose.

"Okay, my two favourites are College Boys and For Rent. College Boys is a little cheesy, but it’s about guys in a College Fraternity that just spend the whole time in the showers and going from orgy to orgy in the dorm. And For Rent is about this guy who is selling his condo and other guys come by to look at it."

Lance whimpered. AJ looked closer and he saw that Lance’s pants had been thrown across the room and he had his hand down the front of his underwear, slowly stroking his erection. There wasn’t time for them to choose, for all he knew, Lance would make himself come before they even turned the video on. He grabbed College Boys and ran across the room to put it in his VCR. Seconds later the movie started and it was in the middle of it. Lance’s eyes got even wider, which AJ hadn’t thought was possible and he stopped all movement. There were two guys, making out on a single bed, one was completely naked while the other one only had on a pair of white briefs which were pulled below his ass.

The moment that the naked one flipped them over and leaned down to lick at the other guy’s erection, Lance howled and came, his whole body trembling from his orgasm.

AJ was slightly disappointed at Lance’s orgasm, but only for a few seconds. He noticed that Lance hadn’t even taken his eyes off of the TV screen. He was far from finished. There was a loud scream of protest when AJ hit stop on the video. Lance growled and pounced on AJ.

"Why did you turn it off?"

"I’m going to rewind it. We can watch it from the start."

While the video rewound itself, AJ slipped out of his remaining clothing, watching Lance as he did the same. Lance wiped as much of the excess come off of himself. He wondered what to do with his underwear until AJ suggested he put it in the bathtub and soak it. By the time the movie was ready, they were both sitting on AJ’s bed, cross legged staring at one another.

"So you’re really not grossed out?" AJ had to ask. He needed to be sure that Lance was totally okay with what they were doing. He received a giant grin and a kiss from his boyfriend.

"Oh my god. This is so hot," Lance admitted softly. "I can’t believe you’ve watched porn before. Is it good?"

AJ nodded. "Yeah, I mean, I know that not everyone thinks it’s hot. But ..."

Lance couldn’t believe that people thought porn was disgusting. He was sure there were some types of porn that were gross and completely over the edge, but for the most part, just regular porn was hot. He’d only seen that twenty seconds, but it had been enough to make him come, and he hadn’t even really been touching himself. "It was so hot."

AJ pressed a kiss to Lance’s mouth as he grinned. "If there’s anything you don’t want to do or see, ever, just tell me. I don’t want you to feel pressured."

Lance nodded. "I trust you." He kissed AJ hard, needing to expel some of the intense sexual tension he was feeling. "I love you so much Alex."

"I love you too, Baby." AJ growled back They settled back against AJ’s headboards, propped up by pillows as AJ hit play on the converter. Seconds later, the movie was starting and Lance’s eyes were open wide as he watched the movie set itself up.

Twenty minutes later, Lance was hard and leaking pre-come all over his stomach. He wanted desperately to touch himself, to jerk himself off but he was too engrossed in the movie to blink, let alone move. The men in this movie had some of the biggest cocks he’d ever seen before, and the things that he’d seen men doing to them made him whimper for more. He was painfully aware of AJ’s presence beside him, and every once in a while, out of the corner of his eye he could see AJ staring at him, jerking himself off slowly while he stared at Lance’s erection and face.

"Can I touch you?" AJ finally asked. Lance whimpered and nodded. He finally tore his eyes from the screen and saw naked desire and want in AJ’s eyes.

It was all so sexy, and hot. And AJ had been right, it was kind of cheesy, but that didn’t matter because some blonde nineteen year old was getting fucked in the ass by his roommate while his roommate’s twin brother was fucking his mouth. Lance didn’t know what was sexier, watching it or listening to it. The moans, the whimpers, the pleas for more, harder, faster, fuck me 'til it hurts please and then keep going, it all added to the experience and Lance was quickly learning the art of dirty talk. The real art. He knew that AJ loved it when Lance growled sexy words to him while they were making out. AJ loved the word cock. And fuck, and Lance loved the shiver that flowed through AJ’s body when he complied with his demands, but now Lance was learning the art of porn talk and couldn’t wait to use it on him.

When AJ moved to grab Lance’s erection with his hand, he stopped him. Lance shook his head and traced AJ’s lips with his thumb. "Can you blow me? Please? I want to feel your mouth on my cock."

AJ’s whimper echoed off of Lance’s body and he moaned. There wasn’t anything that was going to stop AJ from sucking Lance now.

"I promise, I’ll suck your cock when you’re done. Suck it so fucking good."

"Stop," AJ pleaded. It was too much. The movie, Lance, the deep voice cussing so angelically. AJ was too close to coming to risk it.

Lance’s toes curled as AJ’s mouth closed in around him. He felt a light scrape of teeth on the underside as AJ’s tongue followed the path teasingly. Just as AJ started to really suck hard, fingering his balls lightly, Lance opened his eyes to witness what he could only assume was the sixty nine that AJ had been talking about. One of the twins was now on his back, while the blonde was on top of him, their faces were aligned with each other’s cocks and slowly, teasingly, deliciously, they both leaned in to swallow each other down. It was then that Lance took a firm grasp of AJ’s hair, thrust his hips two times and came violently down AJ’s throat. He hadn’t even given fair warning. Lance was shaking and trembling so much that he wasn’t sure if he’d ever stop.

The blonde on the screen licked and sucked, doing this fancy thing with his tongue that Lance simply needed to try. He wanted to make AJ scream like the guy on the movie was screaming and vowed that he would.

"Are you okay?" AJ coughed as he wiped his mouth. The thick stream of come that had burst out of Lance’s cock had taken him off guard, but he’d recovered quickly and fought to keep up, not wasting any of the precious juice. He saw that the lusty look in Lance’s eyes and couldn't believe that after two orgasms already he was still hungry for more.

Without a verbal answer, Lance pushed AJ down onto the bed and straddled him, kissing him roughly. He licked every inch of AJ’s mouth, tasting his own seed. When he pulled off, his face was set in a serious expression. "I don’t know if I’m ready to sixty nine with you," Lance admitted. "But I so want to do that. Sometime."

AJ nodded, speechless. At no point in the day did he ever dare to dream that the night would progress like this. He contemplated starting to pray at night, if not just to thank God for being so generous to him.

"But right now, I’m going to suck you. And if I’m bad, just tell me. Tell me what you want me to do and I’ll do it."

AJ stroked Lance’s cheek affectionately. His cock twitched at the prospect of Lance’s mouth on it and he steeled himself to avoid coming too soon.

Lance took a few calming, steadying breaths. He closed his eyes and reminded himself that he could do it. With a glance over his shoulder to the television screen, Lance watched as the blonde on the screen came all over his roommate’s face. That caused him to remember something that Nick had told him about his first time with Kevin, when he shot on Nick’s cheek and afterwards, licked it off.

"Shoot it on me.." The voice came from the TV.

"Fuck yeah, I’m coming on your face ...slut ...so fucking hot with my come on your face..."

Lance whimpered and turned to look at AJ who had effectively forgotten the movie and was staring at him. "Can we maybe ..watch this again some time?" He asked softly.

AJ nodded. "Any damn time you want." If watching porn was going to get Lance this excited, then AJ was all for them finding their own place to live and watching porn twenty four seven. He would never get tired of seeing Lance naked and on his knees between his legs for him. AJ had noticed subtle differences in Lance’s body over the summer. As much as he fought it, Lance had started to play basketball with Nick and Justin. He was nowhere near the level the other two were at, but in their regimented practices, Lance was starting to loose the baby fat he’d had and tone up a little. Along with basketball, AJ knew that Lance had also spent a lot of the summer swimming, something that he’d always enjoyed doing back home. Mention had also been made of trying out for swimming that year for the Lincoln High team. So although the changes were slight, AJ could tell that Lance’s body was starting to develop and pretty soon, he would be even hotter than he already was.

Lance leaned up to place a kiss on AJ’s mouth, he let his tongue dart lazily around until they were both whimpering. He pulled away and licked a path down AJ’s chest to his stomach, where he playfully nibbled and bit around his belly button. It was partially to prolong reaching his destination of AJ’s cock, but at the same time, partially so that he could hear more of the sexy sounds AJ was making. The time came when he was eye to eye with AJ’s leaking cock. Lance’s mouth watered and he reached out tentatively to grasp it with his hand.

The first stroke of Lance’s tongue on his cock made AJ shudder and twitch. He let out a low keening moan as he fought not to thrust up into his mouth. Slowly, Lance became more comfortable with the organ and slid it into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the heated flesh. AJ’s fists were balled up in the sheets at his sides, while his toes curled into the mattress. Lance, on the other hand was concentrating on AJ’s cock in his mouth, the way he was moving against him and whether or not AJ was going to warn him when he was going to come.

The moaning on the TV caught AJ’s attention and as he looked up, he saw four guys all jerking off and coming all over the newest ‘brother’. It was the initiation scene, one where the newest pledge was to take turns blowing a group of the brothers until they all came on him. AJ’s eyes darted down to look at Lance whose eyes were closed as he moved up and down on his erection.

"Fuck," AJ whispered. "I’m going to come.."

Lance pulled off quickly, his lips were swollen and his eyes glassy. "Do you want to ..." Lance couldn’t finish his sentence. He wasn’t sure if AJ wanted to come in his mouth or on him or where.

"If you don’t want to swallow," AJ said, breathing heavily, "then I’ll just come from jerking myself off.." He moved his hand down to take a hold of his erection. Lance’s words stopped him immediately.

"Did you want to come on me?" Lance’s eyes were wide, filled with genuine curiosity. "They all would come on the person’s face." Lance wasn’t sure if that was what AJ wanted and he wanted whatever AJ wanted. Now that AJ had been watching professionals do it, Lance wasn’t sure he would be enough for his boyfriend.

AJ shook his head. "Uh... Not really... I was thinking either in your mouth like ...like you did, or I could..."

Lance could see AJ losing his erection so he leaned back down and took him back into his mouth. He sucked him fast and hard and could tell that he’d caught AJ off guard. Within minutes, AJ screamed, warning him about his orgasm and Lance braced himself for what he knew what was to come. The first shot took him off guard though and Lance found himself choking on the saltiness of AJ’s come. He pulled off and replaced his mouth with his hand, jerking AJ to the completion of his orgasm. When he was finished, AJ reached for the remote control and shut the movie off before collapsing onto the bed. Lance curled up beside him, wondering if he’d done okay, afraid to ask.

"Holy shit,’ AJ breathed. He could still see stars behind his eyes and his lips were curled into a permanent grin. "You are so fucking awesome."

"I didn’t swallow." That wasn’t true. Lance had swallowed some of AJ’s come, which was why he had effectively gagged and spit the rest out, all over AJ’s thighs. It was definitely not the coolest thing to do, nor the mature way to give someone a blow job, but AJ hadn’t complained at all. Or at least he hadn’t at the time, now Lance waited with bated breath for AJ’s critique.

"Who the fuck cares?" AJ’s body was still humming, he wasn’t sure it would ever end. Random pictures of Lance’s mouth around his cock plagued AJ’s mind and he never wanted them to stop. As hot as the movies had been, as much as he’d enjoyed watching them, they were nothing compared to watching Lance on his knees in front of him, sucking his cock.

"Huh?" Lance asked, confused.

AJ took a few deep breaths before rolling so that he was on his side, facing Lance. He caught his boyfriend’s eyes before kissing him passionately. "I don’t care that you couldn’t swallow. It’s kinda gross, I was surprised I didn’t spit it out when I did it to you." Something triggered AJ’s memory and he paused for a moment. "Why did you ask me where I wanted to come?"

Lance blushed and shrugged. "Well, on the movie, every time they came they shot it on the person ....their face ...chest ...back ..."

"Ass."

They both felt their groins twitch at that.

"Yeah, so I wasn’t sure if you wanted me to be like the guy in the movie."

AJ could see the shy trepidation in Lance’s features, the nervousness, so he pulled the younger teen closer. "Of course not."

"But ..the movies are so sexy. And they’re professionals, so I thought you wanted me to be.."

The room was silent and the air slightly uncomfortable. AJ gathered his thoughts before speaking. "The movies are sexy, and hot, ...but they’re not realistic. Half of the stuff that they do in movies isn’t real, they’re just exaggerated fantasies. I like watching them .." AJ paused and smiled. "I like watching them a lot, but it’s never because I want you to be like that. Or that I want that. The thought of having sex with more than one person at once freaks me out. It’s nice to watch, but I wouldn’t want to do that, because sex is private and special. Any kind of sex, which means kissing and blow jobs and hand jobs. So just because we see something on the movie, it doesn’t mean that I want it like that. Not all the time."

"But.." Lance asked, trying to clarify. He looked into AJ’s eyes and felt himself relax slightly. "Yeah?"

"Yeah. So don’t think you have to do something different or be someone else to make me happy." To punctuate his statement, AJ pulled Lance in close to kiss him, taking the time to stroke his skin playfully. They fell into the kiss and began to softly make out until Lance was whimpering and moaning under AJ’s manipulations.

"Was it good?" Lance finally asked when they broke apart. His erection was throbbing against AJ’s stomach and he was hoping his boyfriend would do something about it. "My blow job, I mean."

AJ grinned as he pinned Lance to the bed. "Good? Not even close. Fucking fantastic." He stroked the skin on Lance’s jaw affectionately, gazing deeply into his eyes. "Your mouth is so hot, that tongue ...perfect."

There was the possibility that AJ was lying, just to make him feel better, but as Lance looked at AJ’s features and saw the genuine love in his eyes, he knew that he was being honest. It wasn’t something AJ was telling him because he thought that was what he wanted to hear, it was the truth. "You really don’t want me to be like ....those guys? On the movie?"

AJ laughed as he shook his head. "Oh god, no. That stuff is intense, I don’t think that I’m ready for..." He cleared his throat and tugged at the sheets nervously. As much fun as it was to watch the movies, as hot as it was, he couldn’t even imagine doing half of the things he saw the actors doing. For now he was content in simply watching, while doing what he and Lance were doing. Questions of whether that was what Lance wanted crossed AJ’s mind. "Do YOU want..." The way his face turned red and his eyes nearly bugged out was the answer AJ was looking for.

"Oh god no. I’m not ..." Lance took a deep breath. "I like ...what we do. I don’t want to have sex right now." Lance knew that there was going to be an immense amount of pain the first few times that they made love, that it was messy and complicated and intense. He wasn’t ready for that, and didn’t know when he would be. Every once in a while, they would discuss it, but Lance was always worried that AJ gave his answer because of Lance, that he was ready for more but wouldn’t say so because Lance said he wasn’t. Lance decided to voice his concerns. "You’re ...if you are ready .."

"I’m not," AJ assured him with relief.

Lance furrowed his eyebrows and studied his boyfriend’s features, as if trying to see through his obvious answer. "Are you sure? You can tell me if you are."

AJ paused and focused on something on the other side of the room. "I know I should be ready. I’m sixteen, gonna be seventeen in a few months and I should be ready to have sex."

"You’ll be ready when you’re ready," Lance assured AJ. He stroked his chest and stomach comfortingly, knowing that he needed it at that moment. "There’s nothing wrong with you because you don’t want to have sex right now." A thought occurred to Lance which caused him to pause for a moment. "Unless it’s ..."

"What?"

"Me?" Lance’s hand stilled on AJ’s stomach, trembling. "Is it me? Am I the reason you don’t want sex?"

The silence in the room was deafening, neither AJ nor Lance were visibly breathing. The longer AJ took to answer, the more obvious his answer was. Lance felt his whole body shake and he moved to roll off of the bed, stopped as AJ wouldn’t let him go any further.

"You couldn’t have just asked me that. I’m trying to figure out how you could possibly think that I don’t want to have sex with you."

Lance was silent. He didn’t want AJ to see the pain in his eyes so he kept his back to his boyfriend. Finally, he spoke. "You just said you don’t want..."

"I said I wasn’t ready to have sex, not that I don’t want to have it."

"What’s the difference?" Lance asked. He sat on the edge of the bed, startled as AJ moved in behind him, wrapping his legs around Lance’s waist. He could feel AJ’s naked, lithe body pressed against his back and shivered at the intimate contact. Butterfly kisses were pressed to his back and shoulders as AJ nuzzled his body.

"The difference is," AJ said softly, "is that I do want to have sex with you. Eventually. I just ...it’s fun finding other ways of getting off. It’s fun exploring and experimenting."

Lance couldn’t argue with that, he felt the same way.

"And ...it’s so ...it looks fun and easy in THESE movies," AJ pointed to the VCR, "but I know it’s going to hurt. And ...I’m just not ready for it. I’m sorry."

Somehow, the conversation had taken a turn and AJ’s confession turned into an apology. It was unnecessary, and Lance felt his stomach drop.

"Why are you apologizing?" It should have been Lance apologizing, not AJ.

"Because I’m not ready for sex."

"Neither am I," Lance confessed again. "I just thought you didn’t want it with me. That you would have wanted someone else."

AJ shook his head. "There’s no one else. I’m serious. I’m not ready for sex, but it doesn’t mean ... I love you Lance. I have since you first came into the quad with J and Nick that day." He pulled Lance back down onto the bed so that they were lying down, wrapped up in each others’ arms. The clock on the night stand read just before eight, the sun in the final stages of setting. They remained in that position until Lance’s stomach growled, AJ’s followed soon after.

"We should have some dinner," AJ whispered softly into the back of Lance’s neck. He grinned as his boyfriend turned around and propped himself on his elbow, looking down onto him.

"Thank you for showing me that movie," Lance said with a kiss to AJ’s lips. He wanted to ask if they could do it again, but wasn’t sure if he should.

"We didn’t get to see the whole thing," AJ said with a coy smirk. His mind was already at the next time they would be alone in the house and whether or not they could watch the movie again. He didn’t want them to feel they had to have sex every time they got together, but at the same time, it was all he could think about.

"What are you suggesting Alex?" Lance’s heart was racing and there were butterflies in his stomach.

"Maybe we could ..."

"Watch them again?" Lance supplied hopefully. His eyes were twinkling and a grin had covered his lips.

"You wanna?" AJ asked. Lance was nodding almost instantly. AJ snickered as they kissed. "Okay, so next Friday night, we’ll watch some more."

Naked, the two teens crawled off of AJ’s bed and gathered their various items of clothing from the floor. Making sure that they had their own pants and shirts, Lance made a pile of his things on AJ’s bed. They both agreed that a shower was definitely in order. It might have been just an excuse to spend more naked time together, and wet naked time was even better than dry naked time.

Because Lance had used his underwear to wipe off the result of his first orgasm earlier on in the night, he borrowed a pair of AJ’s. There was the option of going without, or borrowing some of AJ’s, and since the thought of going without underwear was rather disturbing for him, he chose to borrow a pair.

"You should go commando," AJ suggested as they sat on the couch, each with plates piled high of pasta casserole. His eyes lingered on Lance’s crotch and he wiggled his eyebrows.

"What?" Lance choked, laughing as he tried to swallow a mouthful of pasta.

"I’m serious. You know those jeans, the kind of tight pair that you have?"

Lance nodded.

"Those would be so hot without underwear. Knowing that underneath you had nothing on, and if I wanted, I could sneak you off into a closet or an empty room or something, unzip your jeans and just reach in to find..."

Lance whimpered and felt himself get hard. He remembered that he was wearing AJ’s underwear, which only made him harder as he realized that at some point, AJ’s own dick had been pressed up against that exact fabric. "Stop," he whimpered.

AJ’s lips curled into a grin and he swallowed a mouthful of his dinner. They were watching an old rerun of the Simpsons and Bart was up to his usual hijinks. "Sometimes I go commando," he admitted quietly.

Lance choked again causing AJ to laugh.

"You could wait until you know I don’t have a mouthful," Lance growled as his erection throbbed.

"You had a mouthful earlier."

They both blushed. Lance leaned forward and set his plate on the coffee table. He took AJ’s plate from his hands and set that along side his. AJ didn’t protest as he was pushed to a lying position on the couch and Lance crawled atop him. "It was more than a mouthful," Lance agreed, licking the sauce from AJ’s lips. "I almost couldn’t fit it all in."

AJ moaned. "I was eating.."

"Fuck you," Lance growled. "You started this. I was fine just eating my dinner, trying to ignore how much I wanted to kiss you, but you kept bringing it up. So dinner can wait."

By the time Denise came home, AJ was sprawled out on the couch, while Lance was sitting comfortably on the floor, with his back against the couch. AJ’s hand was flung over Lance’s shoulder as they held hands comfortably. The dishes were done and the left overs in Tupperware in the fridge. Their faces were too innocent, too bright but Denise refrained from commenting on it. Until they gave her reason to not trust them, she would. At least they were more careful when dressing now. Nothing had shocked her more than the first time she’d come home to find them wearing each others’ clothes.

"Behaved I see boys," she greeted them as she passed through the living room.

She received two nods in response.

"Alex, you can drive Lance home now. Car is all yours." They got up and started gathering their things. She saw her son turn to her. "Yes you can stop for big gulps. He has to be home by midnight, I want you here shortly thereafter."

She saw the two teens exchange excited smiles. It amazed her that with the amount of time they spent together, they never got bored of each other. There were times they would be at the house while she was home and just sit together silently, watching TV for hours on end.

"Thanks mom," AJ said as he grabbed the keys and planted a kiss on her cheek. They were out the doors before anything else could be said.

End Chapter 19


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