“No, Nick!”

“Come on, Kev, please? Just once more…” Nick gave his best puppy dog eyes.

Kevin did his best to ignore him and stretched out on the couch, clicking on the remote.

“Nick, either sit down or move over – you’re in the way.”

Nick turned briefly to look at the TV, and then sat reluctantly on the floor in front of the couch. Not a minute had passed when Nick, wearing his best pout, turned his head towards Kevin. Kevin kept his eyes on the TV. Nick and his pout inched closer to that end of the couch. Still no response. So he sat, and waited; the reflection of the six o’clock news danced across Kevin’s face in the darkened room. Nick slowly leaned forward, centimeters at a time, until his pitiful face had to be in Kevin’s line of vision. 

Nick watched Kevin. 

Kevin watched TV. 

Nick leaned forward. 

The hint of a smirk threatened at the corner of Kevin’s mouth. 

As if it were actually possible, Nick pouted harder.  

It was definitely a grin. Kevin’s self control finally betrayed him. Bursting out laughing, he reached a hand out to scramble the now beaming Nick’s hair. Kevin tossed the remote on the floor and gave the seventeen-going-on-five year old his attention. 

“Come on, Kevin,” he whined, kneeling beside the couch and laying his head on Kevin’s stomach. “I really, really want to.” He draped a lazy, long arm across Kevin’s abdomen, and tucked his other hand preciously under his own chin.

Kevin was silent. He smiled in wonder at the beautiful creature, the blue eyes dancing in the changing light; the weight of Nick’s head felt so comforting rising and falling on his belly as he breathed deeply, certain that even the air was lighter since the boy came to him. The past two weeks had been the most miraculous of his life since the whirlwind success of the group’s recent years… 

Kevin tilted his head very slowly sideways to meet the impish gaze a little more head-on. Nick watched this, slipping his thumbnail between his teeth; as Kevin’s eyes lined up with his, Nick smiled the damndest, cutest smile, thumb and all. Kevin thought he’d burst inside. He had never seen such a Kodak moment! 

“Please?” Nick said, his thumb leaving it’s resting place long enough for just one word. 

Kevin straightened his head and sighed. 

“Nick, we already did this twice today, and excuse my bluntness, but I’m getting a little sore…”

Nick’s smile went flat. He crossed his arms on Kevin’s upper stomach and lay his head down,

staring at the opposite end of the couch.

Kevin waited for a reaction, gently twirling his fingers in Nick’s perfectly wonderful hair. He didn’t have to wait long; Nick could be exasperatingly persistent when he wanted something. He began with a finger, drawing random patterns on Kevin’s shirt. Pretty soon the shirt began to inch up, and the finger found it’s way to the bare skin on Kevin’s waist.  

Kevin watched in amusement to see what Nick would do next.

The stealthy digit made it’s way round-aboutly to Kevin’s navel, then back down and across the top of his belt to the front of his jeans. Kevin about lost it when two fingers “walked” down over his bulge; the urge to laugh, however, quickly left as a gentle hand cupped him and squeezed deliciously, fingertips massaging his balls. As if that weren’t enough, the blonde head suddenly turned toward him, laid its flawless cheek on a forearm, and delivered the most come-hither look the law would allow. 

Kevin closed his eyes against the onslaught and put his hands over his face for reinforcement. He felt movement. As he lifted his hands, Nick stood hovering seductively over him, his hands supporting him on the arm and the back of the couch. He bent cautiously, red lips parted; his eyes moved flirtatiously from Kevin’s mouth, to his eyes, and back again. Kevin was paralyzed; Nick’s descent was excruciatingly slow. The last thing Kevin saw was brilliant blue, before his own eyes drifted shut.  

He could feel Nick’s warm breath. Those lips had to be so... close…breath on his lips…did something brush there?

The warmth seemed to be gone…where were the lips?…where was the kiss?…oh, God…my ear. I feel them near my ear…eyes, don’t open yet, you might scare them away…breath on my ear…I hear him breathing there…I hear my own breathing…it’s getting so…fast…was that his tongue?…tip on my ear? 

Still breathing…I can’t breathe...I can’t breathe! I’m panting…can’t be…freakin’ kid has me panting… 

Nick watched, amazed at the reaction that he was causing Kevin to have; but he didn’t want to lose it – he needed to do something fast. 

Nick molded his mouth over Kevin’s throat.

Kevin’s head flew back, baring his throat for that mouth. Nick could have been a vampire, he wouldn’t have cared. He moaned – practically wailed, grabbing for Nick’s head, his hair. 

…was that me?…did I make that noise?…I don’t do that…don’t make noises like that…fuck, he’s killing me here…this kid’s gonna kill me… 

Nick gave his best treatment possible to Kevin’s neck; he sucked gently, explored the contours with his tongue, and slicked the surface with warm saliva – all this, without ever taking his lips away. Quiveringly, they would come closer together, and then slip apart, his entire mouth gliding, frictionless, over Kevin’s vulnerable trachea and jugulars. Then he stopped. Sitting on the edge of the couch he waited for Kevin to come back to earth. Nick was proud of himself – he was getting really good, really fast. 

Kevin’s breathing faltered. His eyes snapped open, actually startled that the sensations had stopped, like someone had come and snatched Nick away. He half sat up, coming face to face with the teen. 

“Please, Kevin. Let me be inside of you again. I promise this time Ill let you try to get inside of me, instead of just your fingers. I...I think maybe I can do it now.” 

‘Oh, Christ – did he just say what I thought he said?’ Kevin tried to play it over again in his still spinning head. 

Nick and Kevin had been together physically for two weeks. They had played “hide the feelings” for at least three years. It was finally AJ, who had watched their emotional turmoil all this time and knew exactly what the problem was, who got them each, separately, to understand and stop denying. It was on Nick’s seventeenth birthday, in the van leaving the venue after a particularly good performance, that Kevin kissed him for the first time. AJ had called Kevin from the second van and threatened to ride naked in the back seat between them if he didn’t see their faces together through the rear window in sixty seconds. Kevin will never forget how shy Nick was about it. Shit…what happened to shy? 

Kevin sat up on the side of the couch beside Nick. He took Nick’s hand and played with his fingers while he thought. Finally, he looked up into Nick’s hopeful eyes. 

“Okay, Nick. But after I let you fuck me, you can’t change your mind – I swear I’ll rape you this time.”

Nick got a panicked look on his face. Kevin couldn’t hold back and started laughing. 

“Kevin, you suck! That was mean!”

“Well, Nick, you’ve got me there – I do suck on occasion. But mean? Ah…maybe…”

He took Nick by the hand.

“Okay, let’s go. But I want to clean up first – I’d appreciate if you did the same.”

“But I just took a shower this morning.”

Kevin stopped and looked at him.

“Nick, surely by now I don’t have to spell this out to you. Please get your ass in one of these bathrooms or I’m not touching it, okay?”

“Geez – you’re worse than my mother was about washing ears.”

“Nick, if I wanted to fuck your ears, I’d be more fussy about those too.” 

Nick finished and slipped his boxers back on. Tip-toeing to the bedroom, he stood flush against the wall around the corner from Kevin’s closed bathroom door. He heard the shower turn off and the rustling of a towel. The water in the sink whooshed briefly then stopped. Toothbrush. Nick rolled his eyes – ‘he’s brushing his teeth now…come on Kevin…’

The toothbrush tapped on the sink, the water whooshed again. The bathroom door opened, startling Nick briefly. 

Kevin came out, a white towel snugged around his waist. He took a few steps toward the bed. Nick left the safety of the corner and quietly came up behind Kevin. Once within arm’s reach, he carefully stretched out a hand, and with a deft yank, stripped Kevin of his cover. 

“Shit!” Kevin jumped, and turned, startled, to find Nick laughing hysterically, white towel in his hand.

“Damn it, Nick, you scared me to death!”

Nick laughed, even harder. He held the towel out to Kevin. Just as Kevin’s hand touched the edge, Nick yanked it back again. The look on Kevin’s face fueled Nick’s laughter further, till he was doubled over, trying to catch his breath. Kevin took advantage of Nick’s moment of weakness. Taking one long step, he snatched him off his feet, carried him to the bed, and using his long legs and a headlock, pinned Nick to the bed on his side in a fetal position. 

“No! Kevin,” he protested through residual laughter. “Let me go!”

Kevin was silent. He got a spare hand on the back waistband of Nick’s boxers.

“No!” Nick squealed, laughter abruptly over, “Kevin, don’t!” Nick pleaded.

Kevin spoke as he bared Nick’s buttocks. “You thought it was so funny making me naked. Well, I want to have some fun too, Nick.”

Kevin worked the underwear to Nick’s thighs. Straining an arm to the nightstand, he managed to reach a container of lubricant. He took the lid in his teeth and twisted it open.

“Now, Nick, let’s work on loosening you up a bit, shall we?”

“Kevin, no!” Nick was straining against Kevin’s well-leveraged hold. He managed to get a hand on his boxers and pulled them up on one side.  

“Oh, no you don’t, Nick, I want your butt bare, and that’s the way it’s going to be.”

Kevin slid the shorts back down, slowly, deliberately. Nick bucked against Kevin’s unyielding grip.

“Mmm, that’s more like it.”

Kevin ran his free hand over Nick’s buttocks as Nick continued to protest. Nick jerked at the unexpected touching.

“Kevin, come on – let me go!” Nick’s voice cracked as he cried out. Kevin rubbed and gently cupped Nick’s soft cheeks with his large hand. Nick quieted a little. Stopping briefly, Kevin took the lube in his hand and squeezed some onto his own leg, where he was then able to run his finger through it. Bringing his hand to Nick’s backside, he touched his fingertip to Nick’s rectum. Nick inhaled sharply and stopped talking, relaxing in Kevin’s grip. Kevin took the opportunity to pull Nick over onto his lap. Nick stretched out there, raising his hips slightly, suddenly passive to Kevin’s touch.

Kevin very gently ran his slick fingertip over Nick’s tight sphincter. 

“…ooh…” Nick barely murmured, “…Kevin, that feels good…”

“Good…Nick let me take these off.” He slid the boxers off Nick’s legs, and grabbed a pillow in the process.

“Nick, lift up your hips for me…that’s the way…mmm, much better…” Kevin cooed, putting the pillow on his lap under Nick’s hips, raising them nicely. Nick settled over the pillow, his upper body stretched out beyond Kevin’s thighs. He crossed his forearms under his head, and turned his face towards Kevin. Kevin urged Nick’s knees apart with his hands. 

Kevin had already decided that Nick would have his turn second. Kevin would be much more likely to successfully penetrate Nick if Nick remained as aroused as possible, anticipating his orgasm, rather than having one first. Nick was obviously having no problem with the order of things at the moment.  

They had tried this twice before; Nick clearly liked anal stimulation, but he just couldn’t accommodate Kevin’s penis. Kevin was convinced it would just take some extended sessions and some very specific effort. 

“Nick, I’m going to put my finger in you now, if that’s okay.”

“Okay – just real easy…”

Kevin touched the pad of his finger once more to Nick’s rectum. He waited for the initial reflex contraction to pass, and then slid his finger in very slowly. He stopped and waited for Nick’s reaction. 

Nick let out a small whimper, then pushed back slightly against Kevin’s finger. Kevin took this as a signal to continue, and very slowly moved his finger in and out of the very tight opening. 

“Nick? Is this painful?”

“No…it…it feels good. I didn’t like it too much the very first time you did it to me, but I do now.”

Kevin continued gentle penetration, and started to talk to Nick.

“Mmm, this is so sexy, having my finger inside of you…watching it go in and out of you… having you naked on my lap, your butt up in the air…”

Nick started rocking his hips, breathing faster. 

“Do you like when I talk to you? Talk about sex? How I love my fingers up your ass and how I can’t wait until I can fuck you?”

“…ohh…..yes…” Nick’s breathing was quick and shallow. He had pulled his knees up some, pushing his butt up further.

“Ohh, that’s it baby, stick that butt up for me… Are you okay?” 

“…Yes…I like your finger in me. It feels like…sexy…”

“That’s just how it’s supposed to feel. That’s a very good description, Nick.”

Kevin continued to very smoothly finger the delicate place.

Okay, Nick, I’m going to put another finger inside you, okay? If it hurts, just say stop.” 

“Okay…go ahead…” 

Kevin withdrew his finger, and put some more lubricant on it as well as a second finger.

He brought two fingertips to Nick’s sphincter, and rubbed them, together, in small circles, finally putting the tips of his fingers right in the center and pushing in gently. He rocked them slowly side-to-side, and watched closely as they took turns breaching the tight entrance. Nick reacted as the slippery digits entered halfway. 

“Unnhh…Kevin…” 

“Am I hurting you?” 

“I don’t know…” 

“You don’t know?” 

“I don’t know how to describe it…” 

Kevin cautiously moved his fingers. 

Nick began to breath quite rapidly. Kevin took his right hand from where it had steadied Nick’s hip, and slid it further around, his fingers working between the pillow and the front of the hipbone, onto the sensitive skin in the crease of the thigh. Nick raised his hips, his pelvis rocking, in response to these fingers that were so close to his penis.  

“UHhhh, Kevin…you’re getting me so excited…” 

Kevin watched Nick’s erection unfold as he rose off the pillow, assuming its intended position. At the same time, Kevin slid his fingers the rest of the way into Nick’s butt. 

“Uhh…ooohhhh...oh, Kevin…that’s, like…like…” 

Kevin moved his fingers in and out now, lightly stroking over Nick’s prostate. 

“Unhh! Ahh, Kevin…that feels good…ohhhh…” 

“It doesn’t hurt?” 

“No, ohhh, not this time…it feels good this time...” 

Nick had pushed all the way up onto his hands and knees. Kevin slid out from under him and knelt back by his hips, his fingers having never left; they were moving in and out with a steady rhythm. Nick was moaning softly. Kevin fought the urge to just fuck him, right then and there. His youthful body, all lean and smooth, looked so illegal on all fours, lower back dipping slightly, arms and shoulders extended fully. His erect penis jutted splendidly from between his legs; it hung at a delicious angle, the rigidity challenged by its weightiness. 

“Oh, this feels good, Kevin,” Nick murmured, rocking his body slightly, forward and back.  

Kevin had a significant hard-on of his own. Nick’s arousal and his response to Kevin’s hands were so incredibly hot! Kevin lavished in touching this naked body, running his hand down the long back, over the softly curved buttocks; wrapping his arm under the front of the hips to hold the wriggling butt still while he pumped his fingers in and out of its challenging tightness. 

Kevin suddenly realized there was less resistance to his fingers. Nick was clearly loosening up some and Kevin decided to build on this progress while he could. Nick’s arousal was definitely making him receptive. 

“Nick, I’m going to take my fingers out for right now. I want to try something different with you, okay?”  

“Ohh, but you’re making me feel so good,” Nick whined. 

Kevin smiled. He leaned forward over Nick’s back and turned Nick’s face towards him with his hand.  

“I’m going to make you feel even better, okay?” Kevin told him, and kissed him on the forehead. 

“Okay.” 

Kevin slowly pulled his fingers free and wiped them on the bath towel. 

“Come up here closer to the top of the bed and lay on your back for me.” 

Nick did what Kevin asked and stretched out on his back, his knees bent, his feet planted hip width apart. His entire upper body and face were flushed; his hands rested on his genitals, lightly fondling the needy parts. Kevin got up off the bed and went to the dresser where he retrieved a black zippered toiletry bag. Nick’s eyes followed him with great interest as he returned. He sat on the edge of the bed beside Nick and unzipped the pouch. Nick straightened his legs and propped himself up on his elbows to see what Kevin had. 

Kevin pulled a small dildo from the bag. It was off-white, completely smooth, about five inches long and ¾” in diameter. He found the lube on the bed, and pulled the towel into his lap as well. 

“That’s a damn dildo!” Nick exclaimed, sitting up all the way to look more closely.

“Sure is,” Kevin responded. 

“Are you going to stick that in my butt?” Nick asked quizzically, taking the plastic phallus from Kevin and examining it with busy fingers. 

“That’s the idea. I have several in here Nick, each one bigger.” 

Nick started to grab for the bag, but Kevin moved it out of Nick’s reach. 

“How…how big do they get?” Nick asked, sudden concern on his face, eyes searching Kevin’s for reassurance. 

“Nick, don’t get scared or worried. I’m not going to hurt you. We’ll only go as far as you’re comfortable with. The biggest one is as big around as I am, but a lot smoother.” 

Nick looked from the toy to Kevin and then back to the toy.

“Does this vibrate?” he asked, looking for a switch. 

“Yes, but we don’t really need it to.” Kevin turned the top of the vibrator clockwise while Nick held onto it; it started to buzz. 

“Cool! I wonder what it feels like turned on in your butt…”

“Well, I can always turn it on once it’s in, if you want.” 

Kevin took the vibrator from Nick and turned it off. “Okay, Nick, why don’t you lay back now? You’re going to be getting all tightened up again if we wait too long.” 

Nick looked nervous as he lay back and again drew up his knees. Kevin pulled himself up onto the bed, even with Nick. He reached an arm across and hovered over the anxious boy. 

“Nick, trust me baby, I won’t hurt you. I think you’re going to like this – I think you’re going to get terrifically excited. And how far we go, how much you’re comfortable with, is totally your call. You say stop, we stop.” 

Nick swallowed hard, and glanced over at the black pouch. He looked up at Kevin.  

“Okay. But you have to talk to me the whole time, okay?” 

“Deal. No surprises.” 

Kevin lowered himself onto Nick, his elbows on either side supporting his weight. He tipped Nick’s chin up with his fingertips and gazed into his eyes. 

“You’re so damn sexy, Nick. You have the face of an angel, but I swear, the Devil is in these lips.” He ran his finger lightly across the upper and back along the lower, then brought his own lips close. Nick’s mouth opened readily; Kevin’s lips parted and captured Nick’s, taking possession of his mouth. Nick whimpered as Kevin’s tongue toyed with his, then teased his lips before seizing them again. Kevin’s mouth moved down the side of Nick’s neck. He knew how sensitive Nick was there and took advantage of the knowledge, barely brushing his lips over the sweet skin. 

“Ahh…Kevin…you’re giving me goose bumps!” Nick tried to draw his shoulder up against the almost maddening sensation, but Kevin held him down and continued, forcing Nick through this ticklish phase to the erotic. The shoulder finally relaxed down, the neck turned passively, and Nick began to moan and writhe beneath his lover. 

“Mmm, that’s it baby, let it feel good,” Kevin almost whispered. He replaced his mouth with his hand, stroking Nick’s neck with sensitive fingers, as his lips went to a nipple. He sucked the reddish-brown point between his lips and tongue, then barely trapped it between gentle teeth. 

“Ahhh! Kevin, stop it!”

Kevin looked up in surprise.

“What’s wrong, Nick?”

Nick blushed.

“I’m not a girl!”

Kevin half-laughed. “Yeah? I think I figured that part out. What’s the matter then?”

“That’s like, my breast…my…my…”

“Nipple?” Kevin finished for the embarrassed teen.

“Yeah! My…nipple.”

“And your point is…” Kevin squinted slightly, waiting for the answer.

“You don’t suck guys’ nipples!”

“Why not, Nick?”

“That only works for girls.”

“What do you mean ‘works’?”

“Like, feels good. Gets them excited and stuff.”

“Oh, Nick, you are so wrong!”

Nick frowned.

“Nick, just lay still for me a minute, okay? Just let me do this for a second.”

“Oh…okay. But it looks stupid.” 

Kevin smiled. He brought his head towards Nick’s breast again, slowly, still looking up in Nick’s eyes. He let his tongue drift out of his mouth, and licked up over the waiting nub again. Nick just watched, not showing any reaction. Kevin licked over it several times with the flat of his tongue, then flicked quickly with the tip of his tongue. He glanced at Nick and saw eyelids at half-mast. He then pursed his lips over the areola and sucked repeatedly, as if he were trying to get a thick shake up a straw.  

Two hands tentatively appeared on the back of Kevin’s head. As Kevin barely caught Nick’s nipple between his teeth, the hands committed themselves and pulled Kevin closer. Small catches in Nick’s breath punctuated the silence. 

Finally, Nick let go of the ‘shoulds’ and ‘shouldn’ts’.

“Oooohhh…that feels good…Kevin, why does that feel so good? I thought it only felt good for girls.”  

Kevin removed his mouth and used a fingertip to stimulate the nipple as he answered Nick. 

“It’s different with everyone, Nick. Some men don’t like this at all; and there are women whose nipples are very sensitive, while others aren’t really turned on as much. I dated a woman who could actually have an orgasm from stimulating her nipples. It was just an incredible erogenous zone for her.” 

“Shit! That must have been really hot!” 

“Oh, it was very hot…” Kevin raised his eyebrows. He lowered his head again to Nick’s chest. Nick dug his fingers in Kevin’s hair and closed his eyes, absorbing the sensation. 

Kevin soon stopped. He propped up on one elbow and ran his hand along the inside of Nick’s flexed thigh, up to his groin, then finally lifted Nick’s scrotum onto his palm. He watched Nick’s face transform and his chest begin to heave. 

“Kevin…please…oh, that feels so good…” Nick’s knees fell wider apart and he stroked the inside of his own thighs as Kevin briefly handled his genitals. Kevin didn’t want him to come anytime soon, and he stopped, much to Nick’s dismay. 

“Nooo…Kev?” 

“Easy, Nick…I want to get at that sexy backside of yours, okay?” 

“Hurry, please…just do something…” Nick panted, a pained _expression on his face. 

Kevin gathered everything he needed and arranged it on the bed to Nick’s left.

“Nick, I’m going to put a pillow under your butt – it’ll help keep your knees back and I can get to you easier.” 

“Okay,” Nick lifted his hips while Kevin positioned it. Kevin sat down by Nick’s hips. Nick watched him intently as he placed the towel, the black bag, lubricant and the small dildo within easy reach. He opened the lube, put some on his left hand and on the dildo. 

“Nick? Can you bring your knees up for me now?” 

Nick bent his knees up and spread his thighs, finding a position where it took little effort to keep them there, their own weight holding them back, tilted up as he was on the thick pillow. 

“That’s perfect!”

Kevin looked at Nick’s body, spread out before him like a smorgasbord. He wanted a serving of everything. 

“Nick, I’m going to start with my finger, okay? Just like we did the last time.”

“Okay…” Nick looked down at him, mouth slightly open. 

Kevin easily slid his finger into Nick’s rectum. Nick immediately rocked his hips. He whimpered, that tender, injured whimper that endeared Kevin; that rewarded him, and made him want to make Nick feel as good as he possibly could. Nick was watching him through his parted legs, his eyelids occasionally drifting shut for brief moments. 

“Does that feel good Nick?” 

“Ooohh, yeah…” Nick grabbed another pillow and pulled it under his head so he could see Kevin better and watch what he was doing. 

Kevin massaged Nick’s prostate to the sound of ‘ooohhhs’ and ‘ahhhhs’. When Nick had become sufficiently aroused and his muscle again relaxed, Kevin decided to start using the dildos. He removed his finger and wiped it on the towel.  

“Nick?”

“What? Why’d you stop?”

“I’m going to use this now,” Kevin told him, holding the object up so Nick could see.

“Okay…”

Nick had his hands behind his knees now, pulling them back in anticipation. He watched Kevin carefully. 

Kevin took the lubed vibrator and placed the tip on Nick’s sphincter. He gently pushed on the end. He watched Nick’s face as the first two inches penetrated him. Nick responded with quickened breath and subtle undulations of his pelvis. 

“Is that okay Nick?” Kevin asked.

“Uh-huh…put it in more…” 

Kevin obliged, and easily slid the remainder in. Nick sighed. Kevin pulled the slick tube nearly out, then sent it back in again. 

“Mmm, that feels better than your finger…do it faster…”

Kevin increased the pace. He didn’t want to do this for long, though, because he didn’t want Nick to be anywhere near sore yet – they had quite a way to go. 

“Okay, Nick, we’re going to go up a size now, okay?”

“Wait! Make it buzz, Kevin!” 

Kevin chuckled. “All right, here we go.” He turned the cap and a muffled ‘zzzzzzz’ sounded from Nick’s ass.

“AHHH! Oh, that feels so weird! Kevin, you should feel this…” Nick giggled.

“I’ve felt it before, Nick. Yeah, it feels pretty strange.”

Kevin angled the thing upward and stroked over Nick’s prostate, then held it there. 

“Whoa! Oooohhh…I like that…ohhh…that is so nice…”

Nick started to giggle again.

“What’s so funny, Nick?” Kevin started laughing at Nick’s giggle. 

“My ass is buzzing.”  

Kevin laughed harder. Nick giggled louder. He reached down and moved Kevin’s hand out of the way, and held the vibrator. He started to move it.

“Listen, Kevin…” Nick said, a huge smile on his face. He slid the dildo in and out of himself, delighted at the loud noise that it made, but even more amused as he smothered the sound again in his butt. 

The site of Nick with his knees up to his chest, fucking himself with a noisy vibrator, giggling incessantly, was just too ridiculous. Kevin laughed so hard he cried. 

“Okay Nick, that’s enough.” Kevin dried his eyes. He took the thing back from Nick and switched it off, then eased it out. Nick brought his feet down to the bed to rest his legs, the laughter finally tiring out. Kevin dried the vibrator with the towel and set it aside, then took a second from the bag. This one was also off-white, but 6” long, and an inch in diameter. Nick eyed it suspiciously. Kevin put some lubricant on it and spread it around with his finger. 

“Let’s try this one, Nick.”

“Does it have to go in all the way?”

“No. It’s the thickness that’s really important. We need to stretch the opening of your butt so eventually you might be able to have me inside you. It’s not as important to be able to get it in all the way.” 

“If your dick was smaller, I could do it.” Nick said, his face suddenly downcast. Kevin sensed some real concern there. He set the vibrator down and moved up even with Nick. 

“What’s the matter, baby…you sound sad or worried.”

Nick turned on his side, his back to Kevin. Kevin lay down behind him, propped up on his elbow, his other hand rubbing Nick’s belly.

“You have to tell me, Nick, what is it?” 

“What if I can’t?” Nick said quietly.

“What if you can’t …get me inside you?” 

“Yeah,” Nick’s voice cracked. 

“Hey, hey…come here…come here…” Kevin gently urged, pulling Nick over onto his back. There were tears in his eyes. 

“Shhh…it’s okay Nick…don’t cry…shhhh…” Kevin wiped the tears from Nick’s face. Nick looked up at him, eyes red, trying to hold back further tears. 

“Nick, I love you. That’s not going to change if I can’t get my dick in your ass!” Kevin chuckled warmly. “That’s not necessary for us to still have great sex!”

Nick sniffed and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand.

“Nick, excuse me for being blunt, but if I had to choose between your butt and your mouth, I’d take your mouth. You do incredible things with it, and you’ve given me the most exciting, enjoyable head I’ve ever had. And you’re new at this, for Christ’s sake! A little more “practice” and you’ll be swallowing my dick or sucking my balls out through the end!” 

Nick laughed. 

“But - you’re not going to fuck me three times every day, so just get that idea out of your horny little head. And your big head, too.” Kevin lightly smacked the side of Nick’s head. 

Nick reached up and grabbed Kevin, pulling him down. He managed to roll them both over, and he stretched out on Kevin’s naked body. He rested his weight on an elbow, and took Kevin’s face in his other hand. Kevin looked up at him, clearly surprised.

“Here’s that kiss you were waiting for on the couch and never got…but you have to close your eyes.”

Kevin closed his eyes. And waited…

Nick made him wait, and wonder, where…when…then he brought his mouth to Kevin’s ear and barely exhaled. He saw Kevin’s head jerk just slightly to that side. Kevin’s face was a mask of concentration. Nick closed in very slowly, his tongue out – he barely touched the tip of Kevin’s ear and then pulled back. Kevin’s head moved slightly again; his breathing accelerated. Nick moved silently. This time his mouth came within an inch of Kevin’s. He parted his lips and simply breathed. He knew Kevin felt the warmth on his lips, as they parted slightly and his eyes were fixed forward under his lids. 

Nick wet his lips and closed them over Kevin’s. Kevin’s head jerked again slightly; he inhaled sharply through his nose and latched his hand onto the back of Nick’s head. He was not going to let him get away this time. 

Nick kissed Kevin. Really kissed him. There were gentle brushes of the lips, interlacing of tongues, passionate grinding and quivering stillness. Nick didn’t join mouths, he merged them; fused them. By the time he finished and backed away, Kevin was breathless. 

“…Nick…” Kevin’s eyes finally opened. He blinked several times.

“We’re going to have to register your mouth…as a weapon…” he inhaled deeply then let his lungs empty lazily. “…fuck…that was awesome…” 

“Kevin?”

“What?”

“Come on. You’re supposed to be stretching me. I want you inside of me some day.” 

Kevin slowly sat up. He had a hell of a hard on again, as did Nick. Nick was on his back already, looking seductively at Kevin, legs sprawled invitingly, his hands all over his groin again. Kevin took a visual survey. “…Christ…” he muttered to himself. 

Nick brought his knees back again. Kevin retrieved the second dildo. Trying to ignore his own throbbing cock as well as Nick’s, he brought his right hand down and placed his fingers just above Nick’s rectum. His left hand guided the tip of the dildo to the center of the sphincter. He looked up at Nick once, then introduced the first inch of the vibrator. He saw the muscle contract a few times. He pushed it in another inch. 

“Uhhhh,” Nick groaned. 

“Does that hurt Nick?”

“Not really, it’s just like pressure. I’m okay. Go ahead.”

Kevin pulled back and then pushed further in. He repeated this several times, watching Nick’s face. Nick’s mouth opened; he breathed shallowly. Kevin continued, in and out, further in and out, further in. 

“Nick?”

“Yeah?” Nick panted.

“The whole thing’s in.”

Nick’s eyes widened. “It feels good Kev…don’t stop.” 

Kevin proceeded to fuck Nick smoothly with the dildo. He angled it to hit the right places and had Nick moaning continuously. 

“Kevin…bigger…I want the next one.”

“Are you sure Nick?”

“Yeah…please try it.” 

Kevin let the smooth cylinder slip out, and toweled it off. He took the next larger one from the pouch. This one was purple, perfectly smooth, 7” long and 1 ½” wide. 

“H-how many more are there?” Nick asked somewhat fearfully. 

“Just one more after this. This is the next to last. Do you still want to try this?”

“Uh-huh…but you have to stop if I say.”

“I promise.”

Kevin put a generous amount of lubricant on the colorful plastic. As he brought it to Nick’s entrance, Nick pulled back his knees and tilted his pelvis for Kevin. Kevin held the implement with his left hand, applying pressure on the flat end with his forefinger, the remainder of his fingers and his thumb holding and guiding the length of the device. It was so incredibly slick, and slid so deceptively easily into Nick’s opening, that the first three inches were inside before Kevin realized it. 

“Unhhh!” Nick had a slightly pained look on his face. Kevin held it perfectly still.

“Nick? Talk to me…”

“God, that feels so much bigger, but it isn’t a lot.”

Kevin looked at Nick’s ass, stretched open around the 1 and ½” wide gadget, and thought differently. It was a pretty good size. He was surprised he had gotten it in there so easily, as tight and sensitive as Nick was. 

“Go in some more.” 

Kevin pushed slowly, withdrew it a bit then pushed in again.

“You’re doing great, Nick…just concentrate on relaxing your bottom.” 

“Kevin, that’s so intense!” Nick’s face was flushed; he held his knees back firmly.

“Should I stop?”

“No! No…more…” 

Kevin took his time and worked the vibrator in and out, watching Nick closely the whole time.

“Mmm, Nick, this looks so hot…you should see from here. It’s so sexy, fucking your ass with this dildo, watching it disappear up inside of your body…” 

Nick hung on Kevin’s words, his excitement rising a few notches. As he got more aroused, Kevin felt less resistance on the apparatus. 

“Ohhh, baby! You’re loosening up so nicely for me! Can you feel the difference? Can you feel how easily this is going in now?” 

Nick looked like he was in another world. He was pulling on the backs of his knees rhythmically now, matching the movement of the vibrator. 

“How much, Kevin…how far?” Nick swallowed, then licked his lips. 

“Oh, a little more than half way, but don’t think about that. I told you it doesn’t matter. We’ll just do what’s comfortable, okay?” 

“How am I doing, Kevin? I want to do good for you…I want you to be able to be inside me…” 

“You’re doing great Nick, you’re doing everything just like I ask. I want you to look down here…watch me put this inside of you.” 

Nick lifted his head off the pillow to get the best view he could. He watched Kevin’s hand slide the object slowly in and out of his ass.  

“Mmm, doesn’t that look sexy baby?” Kevin twisted the vibrator slightly as he moved it in and out. Nick was moaning softly with each breath. Kevin pushed in firmly with the next couple of passes. Nick’s breathing was rapid and shallow. His eyes were glued to Kevin’s hand and the dildo. 

“Kev! Uhh, it’s going in so far…ohhh…Kevin…look…” Nick’s breath now came in short gasps.  

“I know, Nick…does that excite you? Seeing it…disappear…” Kevin slid the last available inch in, leaving just the short cap to hold onto with the tips of three fingers. Nick whimpered, his pelvis rocking against the solid contraption.  

“Uhhh…Kevin...ohhhh, I want to come...”  

One of Nick’s hands went to his uncomfortable erection.

“Nick, not yet!” Kevin took Nick’s hand and placed it back on his leg. Nick’s face scrunched up in silent protest.

“Hang on for just a little bit, Nicky. I’ll make it worth it, I promise.”

Nick searched Kevin’s face, and then nodded. His attention went immediately back to the vibrator and the man who was making him feel so good with it. 

Kevin pumped the instrument steadily into Nick’s yielding rectum. Nick was as aroused as Kevin had seen him in the two short weeks they had been physically intimate. He wanted to take advantage of it while he could, realizing Nick’s pain threshold would clearly be higher in this state of sexual excitement. Kevin was dying to go to the last vibrator. 

“Nick?”

“…Huh…”

“Nick, I want to try the last one. I think you can handle it. I think you’ll like it, feeling something just a little bigger stretch you, watching me fuck you with it…” 

“I don’t know…I’m excited but kinda scared…I just wanna come, maybe…” 

Kevin wrapped his hand around Nick’s cock. 

“Ahh! Ohhh, Kevin, yes…please...please!” Nick threw his head back and closed his eyes, moaning loudly as Kevin took him closer to ecstasy. 

Kevin stroked him for just a little while, and then abruptly stopped. 

“NOOooo…Kev!” 

“Nick, let me do the next one and I’ll make you come then…I promise.” 

A reluctant “Okay” was the response. 

Kevin removed the vibrator and set it on the towel. Nick brought his legs down. Kevin quickly took the remaining object from the bag. It was big; eight inches long and 1 and ¾” in diameter. And pink. Day-Glo pink. Again, it was perfectly smooth, with no ridges. Kevin had hand picked them all that way, not wanting anything that would increase friction. 

Nick caught site of the impressive thing as Kevin lubed it. 

“Shit, Kevin…that’s big…” 

“It’s no bigger than me.” 

“You’re big. That’s the problem, remember?” Nick whined. 

“They had bigger ones.” 

“It’s pink…friggin pink!” 

“They didn’t have this size in any conservative colors Nick, I’m sorry.” Kevin rolled his eyes. 

“…Oh, whatever…but it’s not gonna fit. And it’s gonna hurt.” Nick had a truly anxious look on his face. Kevin was not about to quit at this point if he could help it. He quickly put some lube on his hand and deftly slid it up Nick’s stiff cock. He ran a slick thumb around the head, and then began some delicious stroking. Nick melted back into the bed, his hips thrusting into Kevin’s inspired hand. 

“Nick, bring your legs back again for me baby.” 

Nick complied dreamily. Kevin continued stroking while he picked up the flamboyant phallus.  

Nick’s eyes were closed, his face taut with concentration. Kevin slowed his hand a bit, not wanting Nick to come just yet. 

“Nick, you’re going to feel a good bit of pressure down here, okay” Try your best to relax.” 

Nick said nothing. 

“Did you hear me Nicky?” 

Nick just nodded, trying his best not the break the spell that had fallen over his groin. 

Kevin pushed the tip into the muscular circle. There was no reaction from Nick. Kevin took a deep breath and pushed firmly, watching Nick open up as the tapered part stretched him.

“Unhh!”

Nick’s head came up off the pillow and he gasped, wide-eyed.

“You’re okay Nick, take a couple deep breaths and try to relax your butt.” 

Nick started to pant. Kevin jacked him faster. Nick moaned. Kevin pushed.

The end disappeared in Nick’s ass as the thick shaft stretched him wider than ever. 

“Kevin, stop! It’s so warm!”

Kevin stopped all movement and rested on his knees and toes. He let Nick’s erection slide from his hand. Then he leaned forward and braced his arms on the bed on either side of Nick’s chest. He looked passionately into the blue questioning eyes. He moved his hips back, barely half an inch, and then forward the same amount. The only sound was the synchronized, heavy breathing of the two. Nick looked at Kevin, then down to the towel on the bed. The pink vibrator was there. His eyes flew back up to meet Kevin’s. 

“I love you, Nick.” Kevin finally spoke. Again, he made two very small movements of his hips. Nick’s eyes glistened with tears. His lips quivered. 

“That’s you in me...you’re inside me...”  

“Is that okay?” Kevin asked cautiously, almost fearfully. 

Nick could only nod as he wiped the copious tears that streamed down his face. He smiled and even laughed through those tears. He wrapped his arms around Kevin’s neck.

“You’re inside of me,” he grinned broadly. “I did it!”

Kevin nodded his head and smiled affectionately. Nick was nearly bursting, his excitement childlike.  

“Nick, give your legs a rest – put them over my shoulders.”

Nick quickly draped his legs over the muscular shoulders as Kevin repositioned his arms. 

“I’m going to try moving a little more, okay?”

“Okay!” Nick was so excited. He gripped Kevin’s arms with his hands and looked up at him with sheer enthusiasm on his face. 

Kevin backed himself out a bit – he wasn’t in very far, so there wasn’t a lot of room to work with. He leaned into Nick and felt about another inch of his dick become enveloped in heat.

Nick winced, but didn’t make a sound. He was panting unusually fast.

“Nick, breathe slower, baby, you’re going to hyperventilate.”

Nick nodded, swallowed hard, and exhaled fully, then started breathing at a more reasonable rate. 

“Much better.”

Kevin pulled back out about an inch, and then pushed in more firmly. He looked down and saw three inches of his dick in Nick’s ass.

“…Jesus, Nick…this feels incredible…”

Kevin fought the beginnings of his plateau. He took a few deep breaths, and suddenly remembered Nick. Kevin looked up to see a lower lip caught firmly between teeth, eyes closed tightly. 

“Nick, are you okay?”

“Yeah, I think…I’m trying, Kevin…I’m trying so hard. I want you to be able to fuck me.” 

“I am fucking you.”

Nick opened his eyes and relaxed his face. Kevin smiled, and Nick smiled back.

“Ready?” Kevin asked.

“Yep.”

Kevin moved so slowly, so carefully, working centimeters at a time. When he was in a little over half his length, he used that as his endpoint and concentrated on just getting Nick used to his girth.  

“Oh, Nick…it feels so fucking good in you. I can’t believe I have my dick halfway up your tight ass. Do you like me fucking you Nick? Hmm?” Kevin spoke seductively, his voice deep and commanding. 

“Yes…it hurts, but it’s exciting…so it doesn’t hurt, like, bad. I love that you’re inside my body.”

“Mmm, I love being inside it. I can’t wait to come in you, Nick, to come inside your virgin ass. You have no idea how tight you are, how good that feels on my dick.”

Kevin continued to move carefully in and out of Nick within a fixed distance. 

Nick was getting a glazed look in his eyes. “Kevin, do it more…”

Kevin had felt Nick relaxing a little. He angled himself better and started to thrust with some regularity, feeling Nick’s prostate as he stroked him. 

Nick’s _expression dissolved into that pleasure/pain look.

“Ooh, yes… oh, Nick – this is starting to feel good for you, isn’t it baby?”

Nick’s mouth drifted open, and he nodded. He kept his eyes transfixed on Kevin’s as the thrusts again deepened. Kevin looked between his legs. He loved the site of Nick’s asshole stretched open so wide around his thick cock. A line of lubricant circled his veined shaft at the point where penetration stopped, having been deposited there from the tightness that pushed the slippery coating right off Kevin’s skin. He could barely hold back. He wanted to plunge into the heat and fuck the daylights out of this boy. 

“Uhhh, Kevin…oh, god…it’s so intense…so intense…” 

Kevin could see the arousal, could feel the sexual energy carrying Nick along, transcending the discomfort. Just a nudge, and he’d go through that door, and hurtle headlong into bliss, and into Kevin’s waiting hands. 

 

“Can you take a little more Nick? Can I fuck you deeper? Is that what you want? You took six inches in you like it was nothing. I know you can handle at least eight…come on Nick, relax for me, baby…take all of me…let me fill you up inside, make you feel complete…” 

 

Nick started to rock under Kevin. He moved his hands, up Kevin’s arms, onto his back, around his neck – he didn’t know where to grab. His pulse raced. He felt his ass yawn open, the sensitive skin pulling against Kevin’s cock, in, out, in…grabbing, resisting. He could feel Kevin’s dick reaching far into his rectum, into his pelvis. Somehow the deep part wasn’t bad, and once his muscles finally relaxed, finally stretched open, the rest was easy. His hands finally found Kevin’s ass, and he pulled, and Kevin pushed, and Kevin moaned so loudly it scared Nick, and he asked Kevin if he were okay, and there were ‘oh gods’ and ‘shit damns’ and Kevin fucked Nick and Nick fucked him right back… 

“Kevin...how much...how much of you…” Nick struggled to speak, to ask the question that meant so much to him, that would mean he was available completely to Kevin. His legs were high over Kevin’s shoulders. He watched a bead of sweat from Kevin’s forehead stutter down his nose, hold on briefly then give up and fall onto his chest.  

Kevin said nothing, but locked Nick’s gaze; he thrust once, and then again. A brutal growl left Kevin as his pelvis flattened against Nick’s body. Nick cried out as Kevin rotated his hips and ground into him, as there was clearly nowhere left to go in that direction. 

“You were asking?” Kevin puffed, his green eyes piercing Nick’s. 

“Uhhh, Kevin!” 

“Oh, yeah, baby…all the way…all the fuckin’ way…”

Kevin turned his head and bit the inside of Nick’s thigh. 

“Ow!” 

“Mmm, how sweet you taste…” 

Kevin resumed making love to Nick’s ass; Nick moaned as every thrust impaled him on Kevin’s full length, pushed him up the bed and pulled him back down again. 

It wasn’t long until Kevin appeared agitated; his breathing erratic. Nick recognized those signs with no problem. 

“Kevin, you’re gonna come now, huh?” Nick panted.

As focused as Kevin was on his body at that moment, he couldn’t help but smile at Nick’s articulation of the obvious. 

“Yeah, baby, I’m gonna come inside you now. Then I’ll take care of you, okay?” 

“Okay.” 

Nick was still reeling with the sensations coursing through his body, but he managed to focus on Kevin, on Kevin having an orgasm. Kevin was going to come inside his butt. He wondered what he’d feel. Would he feel Kevin’s dick spasm? Could he feel his cum squirt up there? Would it feel warm? Would Kevin stay inside him till it got soft again? Or would he pull it out right away? He imagined what it would feel like when Kevin’s jism came back out of his butt. Would it just run out? Or could he hold it in with his ass muscles till he got to the bathroom? 

“Ahhh, uhhhh, SHIT...UUHHHhhhhHHH!”  

Kevin’s cry startled Nick. His eyes flew to Kevin’s face. He wanted so much to see the pleasure that would be there, to enjoy seeing Kevin feel so good. At the same time, he tried to concentrate on his own body, on the sensations inside there, so far up inside. Inside of his body. 

Kevin had come with Nick before, in his mouth, and his hand, and twice by rubbing between Nick’s thighs in the shower as Nick bent over and leaned against the wall. But he never yelled out like this, never whimpered like this, and it turned Nick on, and if it were possible, his own dick got even harder, and he knew if he just touched it, just tugged on it one time, he would come too, but he wanted to come inside Kevin. He craved that sensation. He felt Kevin’s dick twitching in his ass… 

“OHH! Jesus Nick! OOHhhh, good god...so good…so fucking good…so warm inside you…” Kevin babbled and murmured. He moved Nick’s legs off his shoulders and lay down on him, clutching him with possessive arms, sighing as he rubbed his cheek against the boyish, heaving chest. Nick reached, tentatively at first, to Kevin’s head, holding it lightly against his chest, then gradually allowing his affection to flow through his hands, running his fingers through the sweat-dampened hair, stroking a cheek, tracing the edge of an ear. Kevin moaned with the touch, and Nick prized the reaction he caused. 

Kevin finally pushed up onto his elbows and found Nick’s eyes with his.

“God, Nick…that was……. so….perfect. That was the hottest, the most intense…oh, god…”

Kevin bent his head and pressed his lips gently to Nick’s breastbone, then rested his forehead there as he caught his breath. Nick resumed stroking his head. 

“I love you Kevin, I love what we just did, and how you did it.” 

Kevin looked up. Whatever feelings he had previously had for Nick were magnified ten-fold at this moment. He had told Nick it wasn’t important…that how they had sex didn’t matter, but in his heart he knew now he had lied…being inside…being coupled with Nick’s body, like that, was so powerful…so…so…potent… He looked at Nick, wanting to convey all that he felt, but could merely shake his head from side to side, and sigh.

“I love you too, Nicky.” 

Nick smiled, not a happy smile or an agreeable one, but rather a knowing smile, as if he understood, as if he knew what Kevin thought. 

Kevin spoke. 

“There’s something poking me in the stomach, and it’s not me…what are we gonna do about that, Nick, huh?” Kevin asked seductively. 

Nick’s smile faded, replaced by acute anticipation. 

“I’m going to have to move, Nick, as much as I don’t want to, but I could swear there’s a hard-on under me that wants some attention.” 

Kevin pushed his arms straight. Nick grasped his arms as a hint of fear gripped his face. 

“It’s okay, Nick, I’ll pull out easy… you’re afraid it’s going to hurt after all that, huh?” 

“Kinda…” 

Nick tensed as Kevin withdrew his half turgid penis; Kevin saw a brief wince, then Nick’s face relaxed. Nick groaned at the sudden emptiness, such a contrast to the incredible fullness he had become used to. Kevin sat back on his heels and grabbed the towel, wiping himself with one end. He told Nick to spread his knees apart and cleaned him off with the other end of the towel. He rolled the towel up and put it at the bottom of the bed. 

“You okay?” Kevin asked.

“Yeah. You didn’t have to do that, wipe me off I mean.”

“Did you mind?”

“No…it was kinda nice.” 

“Okay Nick, you’ve waited a long time to come baby, now it’s your turn to fuck me,” Kevin said, still sitting back on his heels, his arms braced on the bed behind him. 

“What?” Nick replied, too shocked at the bluntness to trust what he thought he heard. 

“This all started tonight because you wanted to fuck me again. Well, I’m ready, so fuck me.” 

Nick sat up. 

“But…I can’t, just like that…like, before you helped me and laid down and stuff, and told me what you wanted me to do, and…I haven’t just, you know, like started or had you do what I wanted, or told you or…you know what I mean, like to be the leader, or…fuck...I don’t know how to just fuck you, Kevin!” 

“You sure acted like it when I was on the couch this evening. You came on to me like a bitch in heat then left me high and dry, you little cocktease! You knew exactly what you were doing. You got me excited, then sat up and watched me suffer, just so I’d give in to you. You bribed me with your sexuality, little one…” 

The look on Nick’s face was pure shock, and Kevin noted it well. He wanted Nick to take responsibility for his rapidly developing sexual prowess.  

“But I…I was just…I just…I…shit.” Nick’s shoulders slouched and his dejected eyes dropped. 

“You’d better hurry up Nick, the air’s leaving your tires!” 

Nick picked at the bedspread, his erection, indeed, looking about as sad as Nick’s face. 

“I’m sorry Kevin, I just like it so much…I want it, like, all the time.” 

Kevin smiled, recalling his raging hormones when he had started having sex, and was just about to end Nick’s misery and initiate things for him, when Nick moved closer to him. He sat cross-legged facing Kevin, a sudden look of calm on his face. Kevin felt an inexplicable urge to follow this lead, of sorts, and he silently repositioned himself so he also sat cross-legged like Nick; he went further and nested his knees so they alternated with Nick’s, one between Nick’s, the other to the outside. Kevin’s hands rested on his knees, Nick’s in his lap. Kevin looked at him with curiosity. Nick took one of Kevin’s hands in his. Bringing it to him, he put his cheek against the back of it; his eyes closed, and he sighed. He held it quite still for a moment, then moved it, slowly, against the surface of his cheek, relishing the feel of Kevin’s warm skin on his face. 

Kevin remained silent, awed by this simple, gentle gesture. 

Nick lifted his cheek from Kevin’s hand and turned his mouth there instead, watching now, as he kissed the back of the hand and fingers, softly manipulating each one as he touched his lips adoringly to them. Never taking his eyes from that perfect hand, he turned it over and cradled it in his. He lifted it to his lips and pressed them against Kevin’s palm, just long enough to require taking a single, moist breath in the cupped space. His eyes closed again; he slid Kevin’s palm around to the side of his face and laid his cheek in it, holding it firmly in place, as he rocked contentedly back and forth.  

Kevin didn’t dare break this spell. He knew Nick had a very gentle, sensitive potential, but this was tenderness of a depth he’d never imagined. Almost too soon to suit Kevin, Nick opened his eyes and brought Kevin’s hand down, carefully curling the fingers into a soft fist before returning it to his knee. He finally looked up into Kevin’s eyes, with an _expression Kevin couldn’t quite describe. It wasn’t innocent, or seductive; there was no fear, nor ego. Kevin couldn’t look away…didn’t want to look away… 

Nick rose up on his knees, pulling Kevin with him. Face to face, Nick moved his knees in closer to Kevin. They both watched the space between their bodies dwindle; their hands found each other’s waists, their heads touched. Looking down, they brushed their cocks together, rubbing with increasing restlessness as flesh hardened against flesh. Their breathing was a syncopated duet that echoed between their chests. 

“Kevin, it feels so good…” Nick whispered

“Ohh, Nick,” Kevin panted.

“Kev, let me go a sec.” Nick leaned over and picked up the lube. He came back to Kevin’s anxious hands on his waist. Nick put lubricant on his hand, and then Kevin’s. They steadied each other with one hand and put the second on each other’s erection. Moans left their mouths simultaneously. They started stroking and being stroked. Their hands and their cocks were in such close proximity, that they could hardly tell who had hold of whom. They were mirroring each other, doing to the other what they wanted done to them, and feeling what the other liked to feel.  

“Faster, Kevin…ohhh, yeah…”

“Nicky, squeeze more at the bottom. Shit…that’s so freakin good! Oh, God…I can’t believe how fucking hot this is…”

They panted and groaned, wet their lips, and looked from eyes to cocks and back again. Shoulders heaved, eyes were half-lidded, and the tugging intensified. Free hands grasped the backs of sweaty necks. The wet, subtle slapping of hand jobs was magnified below their bent necks.  

“Kev, uhhhh, I’m gonna come…I wanted to come inside you…you should stop…you should…you should…stop…you…you…”

“Just enjoy this Nick, you can be hard again in 20 minutes,” Kevin softly reassured.

“Ahhhh…KEVIN! Here it comes! Uhhhh, hold me…please hold me…” 

Kevin grasped Nick around the shoulders, and Nick hugged him back hard. Nick’s hand faltered on Kevin, threatening his own smoldering climax. Hearing and feeling Nick’s unrestrained ecstasy was making Kevin crazy. At Nick’s last shudder, Kevin released his spent cock, and placing his hand over top of Nick’s, set the pace of his own stimulation. It was mere seconds till Kevin erupted, squeezing Nick’s hand onto his dick, adding to the sticky condition between their bodies. 

“Shit, Nick…ohhh…god…uhhh, baby…” Kevin growled in Nick’s ear. 

“…kevin…” Nick panted softly in reply. 

The two semi-collapsed onto the bed, their arms and legs entwined, their breathing slowly returning to normal.  

“I’ll be right back,” Nick said suddenly, freeing himself from the entanglement.

“Are you okay Nick? Where are you going?”

“I’m fine…just a minute, you’ll see.”

Kevin stretched out comfortably and allowed his eyes to close. He heard water in the bathroom sink and assumed Nick was washing off. The water stopped. There was movement on the bed; an incredible warmth engulfed Kevin’s genitals. He startled, eyes opening, trying rapidly to focus. There was Nick, sitting at his side, carefully washing him with a hot, wet washcloth. 

Nick smiled at him. “Does this feel good Kevin?”

“Mmmm, it feels wonderful! How do I deserve such special treatment, Nick?”

“Well,” Nick began, as he worked his way up Kevin’s abdomen, “You know when you wiped me off?”

“Yes.”

“Well, it seemed like a little thing, you know, like it just took a second, but it made me feel so good, like special, you know? Like you really cared about me and wanted to take care of me, and it was like…well…I look up to you, and you’re older and everything, but you don’t think you’re too good to wipe my ass, you know? So you must love me, and that felt so good.” 

“You got all of that out of me swiping a towel over your butt?” Kevin asked, impressed as hell with Nick’s perception of it. 

“Well, yeah…so I wanted to let you feel the same thing. Except, you’re really messy, so I had to get a washcloth…”

Kevin chuckled at Nick’s last sentence. 

“I’ll be back!” Nick suddenly hopped off the bed again. Kevin turned his head and watched the naked bundle of energy sprint into the bathroom. The water ran briefly; Nick appeared again, returning to Kevin’s side on the bed. He had rinsed and re-warmed the cloth, and he now focused his attention on Kevin’s hands, cleaning every finger, till all remnants of their recent activity were removed. Kevin closed his eyes and basked in the pleasurable sensations of the warm hand massage.  

“I think I’m done, Kevin.”

Kevin opened his eyes and rolled onto his side toward Nick. He rubbed Nick’s folded leg with his hand.

“Nick, thank you. That was really special. You’re very good at that.”

A small smile of acknowledgment crossed Nick’s face; then he lowered his eyes, and his head, a dejected _expression on his face. 

“What’s wrong Nick,” Kevin asked softly, still caressing Nick’s leg. 

“I wanted to make love to you.” 

Kevin tried to process the comment, but needed more information.

“What do you mean, Nick? I’m not quite understanding.” 

“Well, after you were in me? I felt…different. I felt like, closer to you, and like you felt closer to me. And I thought about you telling me I could fuck you now, and it kinda hurt, because it seemed like you didn’t think what we had just done, you being inside of me, was important. But it was real important to me, and it meant a whole lot and instead you changed from all nice and close to all of a sudden being kinda rough and saying I should fuck you. I didn’t like the way it sounded. I didn’t want to fuck you anymore; I wanted to make love to you. There’s a difference, isn’t there? I mean, I feel like there’s a difference between just fucking and making love, at least I hear people say there’s a difference, and I felt what the difference was. I think. And I wanted to make love to you, and that’s what I was starting to do when I had your hand against my face. I loved the way it felt, and when we were on our knees together it felt so close and special, then I came and I couldn’t make love to you the rest of the way. I wanted to try being inside of you, like in love…not like, to just come or something. Does that make any sense? That doesn’t make any sense. You must think I’m so stupid. I can’t say what I feel. It sounds stupid, Kevin. I just love you and I wanted to make you feel it instead of just saying it. Shit. I can’t explain…” 

Kevin was speechless. He knew his timing was bad, picking on Nick right after they had had successful intercourse. But he had wanted to make a point and he knew it would have a definite impact at that time. He stupidly downplayed the significance this all held for Nick. He was glad, hell - he was thrilled that Nick so quickly saw the difference between screwing and loving. Some men never see a difference… 

He sat up and scooted behind Nick, slipping his arms around him, taking Nick’s hands in his. He rested his chin on Nick’s shoulder. Nick sunk into the refuge of Kevin’s hold. 

“Nick, I don’t know where to start. I am so very sorry. I didn’t mean to trivialize what happened between us tonight. It meant more to me than you’ll ever know. The feeling I had when I was inside of you was…miraculous. I did feel closer to you – you were absolutely right about that! Nick, if you think I can’t see you express love unless you’re inside of me, you are so very wrong. You made love to me when you kissed and held my hand – my God, that was so beautiful! You made love to me when we hugged and came in each other’s hands. You made love to me when you bathed me. Nick, it poured out of you tonight – I would have had to be blind to not see it.” 

Nick turned his head to Kevin. Their lips met, briefly, gently.

“Turn around, Nick,” Kevin softly urged.

Nick twisted and maneuvered his legs around so he faced Kevin, his butt between Kevin’s legs, in the diamond formed by Kevin’s bent knees and crossed ankles. Nick’s legs went over Kevin’s thighs and wrapped around behind him. They shared several minutes of passionate kisses and tender embraces.

“Kevin?”

“Yes?”

“I’m like, I have another erection.”

“Mmm, I noticed, Nick.” Kevin cooed, kissing Nick deeply.

Nick waited for Kevin to break the kiss. 

“Kevin, can I make love to you? I mean, only if it’s okay, in case you’re sore or something. When I asked earlier I didn’t understand, like being sore after, cause I never did it, and now I understand. But if you’re not sore, and if you might like it, or wouldn’t mind or something, I’d really like to do it. If you want to.” 

Kevin smiled inwardly.

“Mmm, I’d like that. I’d like you to make love to me Nick.” 

Nick rose up from Kevin’s lap and kneeled there, instead. He took Kevin’s face in his hands and bent down, grazing his lips over Kevin’s. Kevin barely moaned under his breath. Nick moved one hand down the side of Kevin’s neck and closed his mouth over the smooth expanse of skin there. 

“Ohh, Nick…that feels so nice…your lips are so gentle.”

Nick pushed Kevin back on the bed, hovering over him briefly. He slowly lowered his body onto Kevin’s, stopping when their skin barely touched. From there, Nick shifted his weight, slowly stroking his lower body against Kevin’s. His swollen cock skipped across Kevin’s taut abdomen. He finally settled his full weight down, sighing at the contact. Kevin stroked Nick’s naked back, his hands gliding over the symmetric prominence of his shoulder blades, then down the smooth torso to the dip in his lower back. Nick leaned on his elbows. He marveled at the beauty of Kevin’s eyes, the way they seemed to speak, the emotion they held. He looked into them as he touched his lips to those below him. 

It was a different kiss. It was a difficult kiss, for Nick. He had these emotions, these feelings, and he wanted Kevin to know them. He wanted Kevin to feel what he felt; through his lips.  

So their lips met, and Nick summoned the energy of his heart, and focused it on this kiss. And it suddenly became simple, and they pressed their lips together, not hard, not for long. And as wholly as Nick concentrated on giving himself through this kiss, Kevin focused on receiving him. And something passed between them, some invisible, undefined thing…an energy that melded their souls. As it ended, their minimally parted lips closed and remained there, barely brushing. Their noses grazed, tracing soft lines on the sloping skin where their cheeks begin. Nick raised his head slightly as their eyes opened. Kevin looked up into the most amazing intensity of being, a look that transcended Nick’s youth. It was both terrifying and enchanting – it was magical. 

Nick saw the wonder and the awe in the depth of Kevin’s smoldering eyes. 

Neither spoke. Nick moved off to Kevin’s side, and urged Kevin to turn away from him. Nick rolled up on his side and pressed his body against Kevin’s back. He slid an arm around Kevin’s waist, pulling Kevin’s butt into his pelvis.  

Nick caressed the back and sides of Kevin’s neck with his lips. A delicate, searching hand pleasured Kevin’s throat, his nipples, and his groin. Kevin moaned softly. His hips began to undulate, just barely. He felt the hardness of Nick’s erection against his buttocks. As Nick lovingly fondled Kevin’s sleeping cock, it decided to awaken once more. Kevin’s body arched as Nick removed his hand.  

Sitting up partially, Nick retrieved the lubricant. Lying down, he turned briefly onto his back and readied himself to penetrate. He rolled back up against Kevin, his full erection a conspicuous hard mass between their bodies. Nick raised his mouth to Kevin’s ear, and whispered, as if speaking up would break the spell that surrounded them. 

“Kevin, I love you so much. I’m ready to be inside of you. I promise I won’t do it hard in case you’re sore.” 

Kevin smiled at Nick’s gentle concern, while he pulled a pillow to him, half to raise his head, the other half giving him a place for his hands. He slid one forearm under and one over the cool slipcover and waited for Nick to take him. 

Nick had never had sex in this in this position. He ran his hand down the back of Kevin’s thigh and stopped behind his knee, pushing forward gently. Kevin automatically drew both knees up in front of him, trying to make it as easy as possible for Nick. Nick raised his upper body onto an elbow. He bent his top knee and placed his foot on the bed for leverage. Scooting in close, he took his erection in his hand and found the very center of Kevin’s anus with the head. Kevin drew his knees up a little more. Nick guided and pushed. As the sensitive head penetrated the heat of Kevin’s rectum, Nick whimpered loudly. It was as if he had never done this before. Part of it was the intense emotion he felt this time; part was knowing from experience now, what physical sensations he was giving Kevin. Finally, there was a special excitement he felt, as he controlled this encounter; as he made love to this…man, without instruction, without guidance from him. It was like Kevin had let him go, trusted him to do this on his own; that he was no longer a student, of sorts. 

Kevin’s head reared back on the pillow, and he thrust his hips into Nick. The reaction was so gratifying, so reassuring to Nick, and he pressed himself further inside, slowly, trying so carefully not to cause pain. Kevin continued to push back, apparently comfortable with the penetration. 

Nick continued, and finally with a shudder, grabbed Kevin’s hip and pulled their bodies flush. Kevin growled deeply; his hand came down on top of Nick’s, fingers interlacing. Nick lay down and wrapped his arm around the perfect body before him; Kevin’s arm covered his, holding his hand like the lovers they were. Kevin straightened his legs somewhat. 

Nick made sweet love to Kevin. His movements were slow, and deliberate, easing back almost completely, and then sliding his entire length sensuously into the receptive body. They could feel it all. The acute sensitivity of their bodies was not overshadowed by hard and rapid thrusting. There was no desperation, no frantic lust. Just a quiet man and boy, moving together, their bodies spooned on the bed. 

Nick came quietly, his arm tightening around Kevin. As his body relaxed, a soft sigh tickled the back of Kevin’s neck. He wanted so much to hold Nick right now. 

“Nick?” 

“Hm?” 

“Can you come out please?” 

“I’m hurting you! I’m so sorry!” Nick panicked as he carefully withdrew. 

“No, no…shhh…Nick, I’m fine. You did fine. You did more than fine,” Kevin said softly, turning to face him. He put a quieting hand to Nick’s cheek. 

“Nick, that was…beautiful.” 

Nick smiled, and touched the hand that was on his cheek, stroking one finger at a time. 

“Do you really mean that?” 

“Yes, I really mean it, Nicky. It was very special; it was tender and sensitive, and loving. It felt so good, so slow and sensuous…you’re very special. I love you, Nick.” 

Nick’s eyes danced.

“I love you too, Kevin.” 

Kevin lovingly kissed him. Rolling onto his back, he urged Nick over onto his chest. He loved having Nick rest his head there, so he could feel the weight of it as his chest rose and fell with each breath. He loved the shampoo smell of the blonde head, and the way Nick purred as he stroked it. Most of all, he simply loved wrapping his arms around this endearing person, as if holding on tightly enough would make him his forever. 

Nick looked down Kevin’s body from his vantage point on his chest. Noting a partial erection, he suddenly tensed.

“Shit, Kevin!” Nick rose and looked up at him. 

“I didn’t…you didn’t…you never came! I forgot to make you come! I’m sorry! How do you want me to…what do you want me to…” 

“Nick! Take it easy! Stop! Listen to me!” 

Nick became silent but was obviously agitated. 

“Baby, I’ve come like, four times today! It just isn’t going to happen again! Besides, I don’t feel the need right now - trust me! I enjoyed the wonderful sensation of you being inside of me, and the way you did it was so sexy, and loving. That’s all I needed this time, okay? If I were lying here with blue balls and a purple dick, one of us would take care of it. But I’m not. So relax. So get back here,” Kevin held open his arms; Nick gladly settled into them and melted into Kevin’s warmth. They lay like that for a while, just enjoying the closeness. 

“Kevin?” 

“Yeah baby?” 

“When you love someone, do you always have to make love or can you still just fuck sometimes?” 

Kevin chuckled. “Why do you ask, Nick?” 

“ ‘cause it feels really special to make love, but sometimes I think I would be too excited and I’d just want to, like, fuck really hard and fast, like when you just feel like an animal, you know?” 

“I know exactly what you mean. Sure, you can have sex different ways, different times, depending on what mood you’re in. Just because you realize you really love someone doesn’t mean you have to have tender, sensitive lovemaking every time.” 

Kevin rolled Nick over and looked down at his curious face. 

“I guarantee, Nickolas, now that I know you can handle me, there are going to be times that I’m just going to bend you over the nearest piece of furniture and have my way with you. And you won’t get a kiss first, and I won’t say I love you, and I won’t be gentle.” 

Kevin gazed at Nick; his breath quickened, eyes darting back and forth between Kevin’s. His tongue crossed his upper lip. 

“Is that kinda what you meant Nick?” Kevin asked seductively, pressing his weight formidably onto the younger body. 

Nick nodded slowly, his eyes wide. 

“Oh, yeah, Nicky,” Kevin growled. “We can still fuck.” He sat up and straddled Nick, stretching Nick’s arms over his head. “You’d better believe we’re gonna fuck, baby…”

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