“He thinks you’re beautiful, Nick.”

“He does?” Nick felt all giddy, like a teenage girl. But he was a teenage boy. Just barely.

“He says he even wants to take you out, like for real.”

“Really? Me?”

“Yeah, said he would even want to cook for you sometime.”

Nick blushed, trying to hide his smile. “No he didn’t.”

“Yes he did. I swear to you, Nick. He really likes you.”

Nick beamed now, but was still skeptical. “Why?”

“I don’t know everything. Just tell me--are you interested or not?”

Nick felt all flushed. He paused. “Yeah.”

“Okay.”

“You’re not messing with me, right, AJ?”

“Not at all. I wish Kevin wanted me...”

~~~~~~~

“How are you, Nick?” Kevin opened the door for him.

“I’m good.” He was scared to death.

“Do you like this place?”

Nick shrugged.

“If you don’t, we can-”

“It’s okay. I just never been anyplace, like, this nice before or anything.”

“Oh.” Kevin smiled.

Soon they were seated, Kevin beside him, and far from the public eye. Not that any person knew who they were, regardless.

Looking at the menu, Nick asked, “Can you, like, just...” He didn’t want to admit it. He was supposed to be all grown up here. “Tell me what’s...like, most normal?”

Kevin laughed lightly, sympathetic of the boy. “Let me see.... Well there’s this. It's just chicken. You want that?”

For some reason Nick blushed. “Yeah. Thanks.” He folded his menu and put it in the center of the table, then brought his focus to playing with his fingers.

This warm surge bolted through his entire body as Kevin then placed his hand upon Nick’s, steadying it.

Nick apologized.

Kevin gave Nick another of those amusedly sympathetic smiles.

Later that hand, just as warm as before, placed itself upon Nick’s thigh. Nobody could see, but Nick felt embarrassed anyway. But that may have just been because of his erection. And the fact that Kevin knew about it.

And so Kevin continued to tease Nick like that, the rest of the night. Occasionally he would make an effort to calm the boy’s fluster.

Nick was the lucky one that night, having his own room. He didn’t quite relish it as much as the other boys did. He wasn’t so used to being alone. Objecting was then especially farthest from his mind when Kevin invited himself in, at the end of their...date. Just inside the scarcely lit room, Nick felt Kevin surround him as the door clicked shut. With one hand the man locked the deadbolt, and the other wrapped under Nick’s arms and around the boy’s chest, his lips meeting the tender neck. A chilled gasp shivered through Nick’s lips as he melted into Kevin’s arms.

“You like that?”

Nick whimpered and titled his head, resting it back against Kevin’s shoulder, desperately wanting more kisses.

Kevin’s hands roamed Nick’s body, firm and gratifying. The movement of his shirt beneath those wondrous hands, along with each instance, because of that sliding shirt, Kevin’s fingers slithered along his bare skin, tickled Nick deep inside. It was so scary, but he never wanted it to stop.

“Take your pants down, Nick,” whispered the deeply assuring voice.

“But, wh-why?”

“I just want to see it.”

“But I- It’s- It’s not very...”

Kevin tugged open Nick’s jeans.

“I-” Noticeably he shivered, and moaned worriedly as all fabric slipped from his hips. “I don’t want you to see,” he softly cried.

“It’s beautiful, Nick.”

Nick took a second to breathe, to bashfully consider. “It is?”

“Touch it for me.” He lifted Nick’s shirt above his belly button.

Another worried little moan dribbled out. “I can’t.”

“Yes you can. Look how aroused you are. Wouldn’t you love to just give it a little tickle? Please, Nick. It would turn me on so much.”

Turn Kevin on? “Okay.” Nick’s words shivered, too. He gasped a little as he touched it, his hand shaking. It was so strange to pleasure himself with somebody touching him, somebody holding him, somebody watching him. But it kind of made him feel naughty. Dirty sexy kind of naughty.

“So beautiful, Nick; so beautiful,” Kevin whispered into Nick’s neck, still kissing and groping him, but also sure to keep watching. He was sure to notice Nick’s fumbling as well, and nervously shaking fingers as they stroked his young pink cock. And so his hand joined that smaller anxious one, making the boy visibly shudder. Not just visibly--Kevin could feel it.

Nick’s head rested against Kevin again, his tortured face thrust upwards. Each breath shuddered now, and his legs threatened to give way from beneath him. Then he came, panting and grunting as he let Kevin’s hand take hold of his bare cock and carefully tug it out of him.

“You’re so hot, Nick.”

Nick smiled.

~~~~~~

“Hey, Nick.”

“Um, is Kevin in there?”

“Oh. Yeah. You wanna come in?”

Nick nodded.

“He’s watching TV,” AJ informed, allowing Nick to enter. “Hey Kevin! Look who.”

“Hi, Kevin.” Nick was so shy. Maybe Kevin wouldn’t want him there.

“Nick.” In no time Kevin was across the room, and sliding his hands up Nick’s shirt.

Well flustered, Nick grabbed at Kevin’s wrists. “But AJ.”

“He already knows. Come on.”

With a hesitant glance in AJ’s direction, Nick replied with “Okay,” and let go.

Kevin started unbuttoning Nick’s pants.

The boy gasped silently, terrified, but with that same naughty, tickling thrill in his crotch. “But Kevin,” Nick urged. “He’s right there.”

“He doesn’t care.” Kevin tried to keep going.

“No,” Nick moaned, his tone begging Kevin.

“We’ll do it under the covers, okay? He won’t see.”

“Mmm.” Uncertain, he bit his lip and distracted himself with the brief picking of an uneven fingernail.

“Please, Nick? God I want you so bad.”

Nick shivered. “Okay.”

“Take off your shoes,” Kevin instructed as he lifted the thinnest, peach-colored cover from the bed. “Now get under there.”

“Okay.” And Kevin followed.

“Hold the sheet up, Nick. Yeah, just like that.” The light beneath the covers tinted orange, as it shined through the fabric that didn’t cling to the bed, Kevin’s body, or Nick’s hands.

Kevin sunk lower and carefully pushed up Nick’s shirt, revealing the smooth, young abdomen. Nick watched, awed. Kevin kissed, gently sucking. His hands continued their travel downwards, and easily opened Nick’s pants. “Lift your hips,” Kevin whispered into the softness of Nick’s belly, his fingers curled around the waistband of Nick’s jeans and briefs.

Without the slightest hesitation, Nick complied, still so attentively watching. His breath came quickly, and another of his awed gasps sounded as Kevin slipped down the rest of his clothing. Naked, but not quite. And AJ was just outside there.

As Nick let Kevin play with him, licking his never-been-licked penis, he thought about that. Like AJ was watching him or something. And he really shouldn’t be doing this. But that made it kind of feel even really better. Like, scarier...so...bad.

Kevin seemed to get some kind of kick with the way Nick gasped, doing things purposefully to cause the panting boy to make extra noise. And Nick wanted so badly to be quiet.

Then the sheet moved, Kevin the cause. He was crawling up Nick’s body, and he even had his pants open now. And soon his large cock was pressing itself against Nick’s lips.

“Mmm,” Nick moaned, frightened. He turned his head, the highly aroused member brushing his cheek.

“Just kiss it,” Kevin assured.

“No, I don’t want to,” Nick meekly replied.

“Please.”

“I can’t,” he pleaded, his voice still so very timid.

“Fine.” Kevin started crawling away, fixing his pants as he went, until he was all the way off the bed. Nick had to grab the sheet to keep it from slipping off himself. Brushing a hand through his hair, Kevin informed, “I think it’s time for you to go now.”

“But-” Nick glanced at AJ, and when he looked back, Kevin was gone. Inside the bathroom. Unreachable.

Ashamed, Nick tried to pull his pants and those impossible briefs back up while beneath the covers, hoping AJ wouldn’t look at him. And hoping he didn’t start to cry. Maybe he could even sneak by and AJ wouldn’t notice. AJ was watching TV after all... Nick grabbed his shoes, wanting to get out of there as quickly as possible, and started on his way.

“Hey Nick...”

Nick’s heart stopped.

“Don’t worry about it; you’ll be able to eventually. Then he’ll love you.”

“Oh.” Nick looked down, and found his way out.

~~~~~~~~

The next day Kevin bought Nick things. Played with him and smiled a lot.

Nick forgot about the day before.

~~~~~~~~

“I don’t want to,” Nick pleaded as Kevin encouraged him to roll over.

“Don’t worry; you’ll like it.”

“It’ll hurt.” Nick lifted his lower body to be supported by his knees.

“Only for a little bit. Then it will feel good. But I know you can do it.” Kevin kissed Nick’s lower back. “Not so many people are as brave as you.”

“Okay.”

Nick didn't object again.

Not even in his strained scream as Kevin ripped into him did he cry, “no.”

Not even when it seemed like Kevin just couldn’t get any farther in, but he kept going, did Nick tell him, “stop.”

Not even through his whimpers and tears did he tell Kevin that he didn’t like it.

He was brave.

~~~~~~~

Nick clung to him, sitting in Kevin’s lap, both naked. “Please, Kevin. Please don’t, Kevin.”

“But I love you.”

“You...you do?”

“Oh, so much. And I love making love to you.”

Oh, so it was making love...

“Okay.” And Kevin was lifting Nick from his lap, lying the boy on his back this time. “But please don’t let it hurt this time, Kevin. Please don’t hurt me.”

“But you like it, baby. You know you do. And the way you moan, god it turns me on so much.”

Nick felt all warm inside. “But-”

Kevin kissed Nick’s chest. “You like when I kiss you, don’t you? You like when I suck you off? You won’t do that for me, Nick. I have to get something in return, don’t I?” He lifted Nick’s legs.

“Oh... I’m sorry, Kevin...”

Kevin smiled.

Nick began to mimic it, but the pain came too quickly.

He thought about it though. This part was all about Kevin. Kevin probably didn’t get much from kissing, sucking, and fondling Nick, just like Nick didn’t like being fucked.

Nick felt guilty.

~~~~~~~

Kevin took a shower afterwards, leaving Nick there all alone, the first night they fucked. And it became a sort of ritual.

Then Nick got to use the bathroom. And he drew a bath. And he sat in there. For a long time. Trying not to cry again.

It never worked.

~~~~~

Howie never judged. Howie never told. Nick ended up talking to Howie.

“You’re together?”

“Yeah. Kinda.”

“Kinda?”

“We just like, you know...and stuff...”

“Oh.”

“I really like it.”

“Oh. Well I’m glad for you there, Nick.”

“But...sometimes... Sometimes I cry because I feel bad about it.”

“Then why do you do it?”

“Because Kevin makes me feel good. And he loves me.”

“So why do you feel bad?”

“I don’t know.”

~~~~~~

“God, I love you so much, Nick,” Kevin said as he kissed the inside of Nick’s thigh.

Nick felt all warm again.

Kevin lifted Nick’s legs again.

It didn’t hurt so much anymore. It kind of felt good, now. Nick even maintained an erection during it.

Kevin grunted above him once in a while even pushing close enough to kiss Nick. Those parts Nick really liked. Kevin always took a long time though, and when allowed to be on his back, Nick liked just watching Kevin and his blissful expressions. And it made him feel like he was worth something, being the cause.

Nick still moaned plenty. Once and a while there would be this quick stab of pleasure, and a quick stab of pain. Kevin seemed to like the pain moans more.

~~~~~~

Nick clutched the post-orgasm Kevin. And Kevin let him, too relaxed to care.

“Kevin.”

“Mmm?”

“Kevin, I love you, too.”

Suddenly that large warmth yanked itself away.

Nick’s heart plunged into his stomach.

“I have to go.” And Kevin was up, manically pulling on his clothes.

“But why?” Nick asked, sitting up and reaching out.

“Because I need to.” Kevin slipped into his shoes.

“Well, will you be back?” Nick’s tone showed his worry.

“No.” Kevin tied them.

“Well, but, can I come with you?”

“No.” Kevin headed for the door.

“But-”

Kevin was gone.