"You have to tell me how you want it…" He whispered softly, positioned to enter him, but not doing so just yet. "Do you want it hard? Or soft? Quick? Or slow?" The boy under him only whimpered in response. "Well...I guess I'll have to improvise, won't I?" He smirked and entered him, going at a slow and hard pace. He moaned and clung to his neck. Chuckling, he went in and out of him slowly, waiting for him to voice how he wanted him to give it to him.

No such words were escaping his mouth. Only moans and whimpers. Any words were gibberish to him. Just letters of the alphabet put together in ways he never heard before. He smirked at the affect he had on him. He slowed his pace down by a fraction, wanting to hear him whimper and complain in protest. "Uh! Oh!" He moaned.

Chuckling, he sped up a bit, not getting the reaction he had expected. But he was encouraged to get him to talk. "How do you want it?" He whispered in his ear.

He bit his lower lip and blushed. "I want...I want it...h-hard..." He breathed out. Smirking, he gave him a rough and passionate kiss as he did start thrusting at a harder pace. He knew he was bound to make him start bleeding with how rough he was going. But his moans didn't seem brought on by pain.

He hissed in slight pain as he felt himself being bruised slightly. He closed his eyes tightly, not wanting him to stop. He felt him tense under him and looked down at him. "Am I hurting you?" He shook his head once and let out a breathy whimper as he continued his rough thrusts. "I can slow down." He said softly, not liking that he was in pain.

"N-no...I'm f-fine..." He breathed out, opening his eyes and looking up at him. There was doubt and a bit of reluctance in his eyes. "Don't worry...I'll be fine..." He reached up and pulled him into a rough kiss. Still hesitant, but feeling slightly reassured, he continued giving it to him with a rough force.

Beeeeeeeeeeep! Beeeeeeeeeeep! Alvin's alarm woke him from his dream and he groaned in annoyance. Reaching over with his left hand he hit the button and knocked it off his nightstand. He put his pillow over his head and tried to go back to sleep. There was a knock on his door.

"Alvin! Get up! Time to get ready for school!" Dave yelled. Alvin sighed and threw his pillow at the door. Withing a few minutes he sat up and rubbed his face. Damn dreams...Alvin thought as he got up and found his outfit of a red t-shirt and black jeans. He went to take a shower.

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Dressed and hungry, Alvin put on his signature red cap, turned it backwards and headed downstairs. He bumped into Theodore. "Hey Theo, what's up?" Alvin asked, wrapping his arm over Theodore's shoulders and walking downstairs with him. Theodore was wearing a whit tank top with a green collared shirt over it and light blue jeans.

"Hurry up and eat, Alvin! We're going to be late!" Theodore snapped, removing Alvin's arm and hurrying downstairs. Alvin rolled his eyes and went into the kitchen.

"Hey Dave." Alvin said as he grabbed a piece of toast and took a bite out of it. He looked around. "Where's Simon?" Alvin asked.

Dave was washing dishes when he responded, "He left earlier with Jeanette. Something about having an essay due today." Alvin rolled his eyes again.

"Typical nerd stuff...we're sophomores in high school, not juniors in college." Alvin said as he finished his toast. Theodore came in from the living room with his backpack.

"I'm heading out Dave, me and Ellie have a Home Ec meeting." Dave nodded in his direction and Theodore left. Alvin watched him leave.

"What the hell?!" Alvin snapped and got a look from Dave about his language. "What's the point of rushing me, if their just going to leave without me anyway!?" Alvin demanded. Dave chuckled. Mumbling under his breath, Alvin grabbed his black jacket, put on his shoes, grabbed his backpack and left. "Bye Dave!" He yelled before the door was closed.

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History is so overrated...Alvin thought as he forced himself to concentrate on his teacher's lesson. At least he looks like he knows from experience...He thought, referring to the fact that their teacher, Mr. Albertson looked like he was born during the Great Depression. He had more wrinkles on his face than any normal old person. And he talked more slowly than a turtle walked. This teacher was history.

Alvin's concentration on concentrating was interrupted when a paper ball hit him in the head and landed on his desk. He looked over at Brittany, who caught his eye and smiled, then resumed her work. He looked at the note and opened it:

Hey, still on for our lunch date today?

-Britt

Alvin smirked and looked back at her, she looked at him. He nodded and winked at her. She rolled her eyes playfully, but smiled. The bell for class to end went off thirty minutes later. Alvin gathered up his work and waited for Brittany. They walked to their lockers together, and their lockers just so happened to be next to each others. They were gathering their stuff for their next class when Jeanette and Simon arrived.

Alvin looked back when he felt someone next to him. "Hey, Si. Hey Jean." Alvin said as he closed his locker and turned to face the two. Simon was wearing a blue t-shirt and dark faded black jeans. Alvin looked over at Jeanette. "So, you guys get that essay done?" Alvin asked.

"Actually, yeah we did. Right Jeanette?" Simon looked at her. She smiled and nodded.

"So, are you two dating yet?" Brittany asked. Jeanette blushed faintly and looked at Simon.

"Why do you guys always suggest we date? Are you two dating yet?" Simon demanded. Alvin pulled Brittany against him by her waist.

"Yeah, we are." He said slyly, looking at Brittany's face. She smiled up at him. Simon rolled his eyes.

"Well, congratulations. But, Jeanette and I aren't really worried about a relationship right now." Simon said, sounding annoyed. Alvin scowled and looked at his taller brother.

"I understand completely. You guys take your time." Alvin said and kissed Brittany gently. Jeanette looked fairly uncomfortable, while Simon looked annoyed. Alvin chuckled and watched his brother and Jeanette leave.

Brittany pulled back from him. "I'm glad you found that funny." Brittany said as she wiped her mouth, then reapplied her lip gloss. Alvin smirked.

"It was entertaining. Why? Did it bother you?" Alvin asked. Brittany folded her arms and glared at him. "What?" He asked, blinking.

"The note passing and being a couple was your idea. And I understand why you want to pretend. But seriously, Simon and Theodore are your family members. Shouldn't you tell them?" She asked. Alvin sighed and rubbed the back of his neck, thinking about it.

"I guess you have a point...but I'd have to go with, are you crazy?" She rolled her eyes. "Maybe I'll tell them, but for now, please bare with me?" He asked, giving her puppy dog eyes. She tried not to smile, but couldn't help it. She giggled and hugged him.

"Alright, but it's only because I love you." Alvin chuckled and hugged her back. She pulled back and closed her locker.

"Can I carry your books?" He offered sweetly. She smiled and handed them to him. He took them and rested his free hand on her waist. She sighed and moved his hand away. She sent him a smile, but it faded as she looked away.