So just to repeat this, this is a side one-shot for Promise Ring, the second chapter/ one-shot of Pinky Promise. This is about what exactly Jesus was doing while Jude and Connor were having their romantic first time.

Hope you all like it, whether you're here because of Pinky Promise, or because of it being about Jesus.

Enjoy.

He shoved his hands into his pockets and left the house, looking up and smiling to see the flickering of candles from the room he shared with Jude. Jesus had told Connor that if he was going to go through with having their first time together he needed to make it romantic, so light some candles. It was always more romantic with candles.

It was cold out tonight, he sighed and watched as the mist from it evaporated, to be replaced anew when he breathed out again. Heading toward the beach, he fished out his phone and put in his earbuds to listen to music. Figuring he would stay away for a few hours to give them time alone, he had decided the beach would be the best place to relax and be alone.

There was no reason to lie and say he actually had something to do, but he didn't want to seem like he was really that nice. It was easier to seem selfish, that way it was easy to brush off feelings when he got hurt. Sure, it probably didn't make sense to anyone but himself, but that's why he didn't really talk about his feelings.

Walking down the pier, he claimed one of the benches at the end of it and relaxed, closing his eyes. He must have dozed because he woke up to find that he wasn't alone anymore. Not in a creepy way, but when he looked over, he saw a guy that seemed around his age with a fishing pole at the other side of the pier.

Taking out his headphones, he wondered if he should say something, or just leave. Looking down at his phone though, he saw that it had only been about an hour since he had left and just continued sitting there, watching the boy fish. After about twenty minutes of just reeling in and casting out, the boy pulled back on the pole quickly to set the line on whatever fish had took his bait, but instead started cursing as the hook flew from the water and hooked itself into his arm.

Jesus stood up real quick and walked over, the boy looked up at him, not surprised to see him and held out his arm. "Get the stupid fucker out." Frowning at him, he looked down to see that the barb was just under the skin.

"It's gonna hurt, but you're gonna have to just pulled it out." Jesus looked up at him.

"So pull it out."

Pursing his lips at how rude the boy was being, but writing it off as him just being in pain, he grabbed ahold of the hook and quickly pulled it up and out, throwing it away. The boy cursed and put his finger on it, steadily repeating 'fuck, fuck, fuck.' He sat down on the bench behind where he had been standing and pulled away his finger, smearing away a small amount of blood, but it looked fine.

"You're gonna have to at least clean that."

"Most likely." The boy said without looking up. He wiped away a few more drops of blood and then held out his other hand. "Hey, I'm Andrew."

"Jesus." He answered, finally taking notice of him. He looked familiar, possibly had gone to the same school. He had longish, messy blonde hair to about his neck, he wore a wrestling t-shirt over a well built body and some jeans. He couldn't make out his eyes very well, but they looked like they were a dark color, and he was just under the same height as Jesus.

That's when he noticed the name on his shirt and pointed at him. "We went to boarding school together and wrestled together."

He cocked his head to the side. "Oh yeah, the pretty boy who got kicked out a few weeks ago."

Jesus frowned at being called pretty, but continued talking. "So why aren't you still there?"

Leaning back, he crossed his arms across his chest and sighed. "I didn't like it there and moved here with my cousin, Monte."

"You're cousins with the principle?"

Andrew raised his eyebrows at him. "Isn't your mom the vice principal?" Jesus thought for a moment, realizing that he had been pretending to not know who he was, yet knew who his mom was. What was his game?

"Yeah. It kind of sucks when people think you get special treatment because of it." The boy nodded his understanding.

They sat in silence for a few moments, listening to the waves crash. "So you know I'm here to fish, but what are you doing here sleeping on a bench?"

Groaning, he leaned forward and put his face into his hands. "My brother has his boyfriend over and since the rest of the family had left I decided to give them free time. They're losing their virginity to each other tonight." He paused. "Well, as long as my brother doesn't mess it up."

Nodding at this, he frowned. "How old are they?"

Sighing, he shrugged and turned on the seat, resting his arm on the back of the bench and faced him. "Fourteen."

"Kinda young." He offered.

"How old were you?"

Laughing, the boy nodded. "I was fourteen." They laughed together and Jesus told him about just losing it earlier in the year.

"Haley was nice at first, but became really demanding and manipulating. So now I'm just single old me. I'm really bad with girls. What about you?"

The boy thought for a moment. "He was a few years older than me, already out of school. Made me believe he loved me and took advantage of me. I'm really bad with guys." Andrew didn't look at him when he told him this and it reminded him of Callie's story. He reached out and patted his hand and the boy raised an eye at him. "Trying to comfort me are you?"

Pulling his hand back, he felt his face blush and the boy laughed at his expense. The laughter died away and so did the blush eventually and they sat in silence for a few minutes until Andrew stood and reached for his fishing pole. "I'm heading home for warmth since I didn't bring a jacket. If you still want to give them some more time you can come over if you want. It's just a block away."

So Jesus stood up, not really wanting to go home yet and fell into step beside the boy. They passed a car outside the house and Andrew told him it was his when he asked if Monte was home, saying she wasn't . The house wasn't that big, just a one story with a few rooms. Following him through a hallway, he followed him down some stairs into a finished basement where Andrew had his room. It was pretty large down there, where it was only him. His bed was against the wall in the corner with a side table, a love seat off to the side and a mounted flat screen on the wall in front of it.

Jesus took off his jacket and shoes and sat down on the loveseat, joined by Andrew after he had put away his fishing stuff. He had brought a blanket with him and covered his legs with it. "Oh, would you like a blanket?"

"Nah, I'm okay." He picked up the remote beside him and went to hand it to him, but the boy just shrugged, so he turned on the TV, finding it already on the sports channel. Soccer. They watched in silence for a little bit, Jesus thinking about how this boy had said he had sex with a guy, but he was not what he expected him to be like. Of course, Connor wasn't someone he would've thought as gay at first either. With Jude it wasn't a huge surprise, but he still didn't see it coming.

He turned to him, watching him keeping up with the game, clenching his fist when a certain team made a score, and cursing under his breath when the other team did. Growing curious, Jesus turned down the volume a bit. "So, you're gay?"

Andrew turned to him and bit his lip for a moment before answering. "I mean I guess I'm bi. I do like girls, but I just prefer guys."

Jesus wondered at that. He never really thought that someone could like both. Then again, his mom had been married to a man before getting divorced and getting with his other mom. But he didn't really think Steph considered herself bi, at least she never talked about it, only called herself a lesbian.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" He asked, curious.

Laughing, he smiled at him. "Are you asking for any certain reason?"

Blushing, he shook his head. "Just curious." He didn't think he wanted to know for himself. Jesus had never thought about another guy that way. The only gay guys he knew were Connor and Jude, and he never thought any different of himself around them.

Andrew raised an eyebrow at him and shook his head. "Nope, I'm afraid I'm just as single as you are. I mean I spend my nights fishing for sharks, not chasing after boys."

"Sharks?"

Nodding, he turned on the couch to face Jesus, folding his legs. "Yeah, Monte has a hundred gallon tank in the dining room and I want to catch one small enough to fit in there."

Laughing, Jesus turned a little to look at him without having to cran his neck. "Isn't that illegal?"

He shrugged. "Yeah, I think so, but how cool would it be to have a shark in your house?" Laughing together, he continued talking about it. "I've only been here for about a week and don't start school till monday, so I don't know anybody yet. So I spend my time fishing and just walking around. It's really beautiful out here."

Nodding his agreement, they fell into silence again, just looking at each other. "So?" Jesus started, trying to break the silence.

"Umm, do you wanna get in the jacuzzi?" He asked, standing up and going to head up the stairs.

He frowned. "I don't have any trunks with me."

The other boy shrugged with a sly smile and disappeared up the stairs. Jesus sighed and stood to follow him, feeling like this boy was just trying to get him naked. Well, he wasn't one to lie about not liking to show off his body, but this was another dude. For some reason though, he didn't have any thoughts against it, not like he wanted to do anything with him, they were just friends. Were they even that yet, having just met?

Finding his way toward the sound of the other boy's movement, he saw a pile of clothes next to the back door, underwear not included. So not completly naked. Feeling that that wasn't too bad, he pulled off his shirt and pants, added his socks to the pile, and opened the door. Stepping out onto the cold rock patio, he looked to his right to see Andrew already inside the jacuzzi.

When he closed the door behind him, the boy looked over and looked him over, but didn't say anything, didn't even make a face. Jesus walked up the steps and realizing he was wearing some spandex underwear, so his bulge was very noticeable, but the other boy wasn't even looking at him, he had his eyes closed and his back leaned back against the side. Taking a step into the pool, he cursed as he felt like his foot was burning, but they were cold from walking on the patio. His nipples grew hard as he put in the other foot.

Now Andrew looked up at him and he saw his eyes land on his bulge but looked up at him, eyes shining. "Nice nipples." Blushing, Jesus quickly submerged himself in the water and stayed under for a few moments, enjoying the hot water on his face. Emerging, he moved to lean on the opposite side of the boy and looked over at him, smoothing his wet hair back.

Placing his arms on other side of him, the boy's body rose a bit from the water, letting Jesus see his nipples, pink against the pale skin. The mounds of his pecs were larger than his own, but it didn't make him jealous. He stretched out his legs, enjoying that the heat helped relax him, and felt his leg touch the other boy's, earning him a raised eyebrow, but it went ignored as he pulled back slowly.

"I'm guessing the tattoo is for the girl you told me about earlier." He said.

Jesus had forgotten all about the tattoo on his side and blushed. "I thought I loved her, but, yeah. My mom has been sending me to the doctor to be rid of it, that's why it's only barely there." He nodded, judging him, but still smiling. "I might come over more often to use you for the jacuzzi." Jesus joked after a couple minutes of silence.

"Only if you get naked next time." Chuckling, he submerged himself again, glad the hot water made his body flush naturally and could hide his blushing. "So Jesus, have you ever done anything with a guy?" The boy asked as soon as he emerged. He rolled his eyes at Andrew, surprised though that it took him this long to get to the sexual questions.

"I'm a wrestler, so that's the most contact I've had with a guy."

Andrew didn't say anything for a moment, just stared at him, biting his lips. Which, hating to admit it, he couldn't pull his gaze away, finally letting the thought's he held back enter his mind. He could give it a try, if the other boy wanted to, which he obviously did. Jesus didn't have any thoughts against it, he had just never thought about it before.

"I'd be willing to try." The boy's eyes went wide, but was replaced by a shy smile, and he turned away. "What about just a kiss for now." Turning back to him, the boy thought for a moment, even though Jesus knew there was no need to think, and then moved toward him.

Andrew placed a hand on his shoulder, but didn't move closer, just stayed there. Obviously leaving the choice to him still, Jesus reached out under the water and grabbed the boy's waist pulling him on to him. The boy wrapped his legs around the other, arms around his neck, still staring.

His lips were wrinkled slightly from the hot water, but still soft as Jesus pressed his own against Andrew's. The boy slipped out his tongue and licked the tan boy's lips, earning a squeeze from the arms around him. Opening his mouth, the blonde excepted the tongue that met his half way and moved his hand to fist his hair. Andrew finally took control and crushed his mouth against his, grinding against the boy and breathing heavy, the feel of the muscular boy on top of him him driving him crazy, causing Jesus to grab onto his ass and pull him against his erection.

He was really good at this, Jesus thought and without thinking, reached between them and cupped the erection of the other boy. Pulling away laughing, the boy pulled away his hand and twined their fingers together, claiming the other hand as well. "What, no more?"

Andrew smiled and shook his head. "I didn't plan on hooking up with you."

"You did plan on getting me undressed though." The other boy shrugged and the tan boy leaned in to claim another kiss, not as passionate as the last, but just as sweet. Pushing away from him, the boy went back to the other side of the jacuzzi and held out a foot as Jesus tried to follow, pressing it against his chest to keep him at bay. "Oh come on, I'm actually into this and you're just going to stop."

Looking away for a moment, Andrew sighed. "Like I said, I'm not trying to hook up with you, if you want more, you have to take me out on a date."

He frowned, the girls he had been with, besides the one he actually cared for, for real anyway, hadn't cared about hooking up. This was new to him. Did he want to date a guy? It didn't seem that Andrew would just start dating him, they were still technically strangers. He was cute, nice, sweet, and seemed to have the morals that Jesus obviously lacked. The point that he was a guy didn't even bother him. Maybe growing up with his moms and brother and seeing them happy had just installed in him the sense that gender didn't matter when it came to happiness. Maybe he had always been bi and just didn't realize it until now.

"Okay, but I warn you, I suck at being romantic." Andrew laughed and moved his foot, allowing the tan boy to move forward and kiss him again, keeping his hands away from the other boy's private parts, but did reach to cup the round mounds of his ass.

"Let's go back to my room." He said against his mouth and rose from the water, the tan boy looking at his ass as he left the jacuzzi and walked toward the house. Following the boy, he stopped just inside the door and accepted the towel he held out and started to wipe himself dry. The other boy leaned over to pull off his underwear and Jesus' eyes went wide as he saw the large dick that had been held at bay by them. "Damn."

Andrew blushed, and pulled the towel around him, walking toward the door to his room. He disappeared down the stairs as Jesus reached down and picked up his own clothes, quickly following. As he reached the bottom of the stairs, he looked to see the boy pulling up a pair of pajama pants over dry underwear, leaving him kind of upset.

"Must be nice to have a pair of dry underwear." He said pointedly as he leaned down and pulled off his own, standing straight again and watching the boy look at him full on. The boy bit his bottom lip, and shrugged. Laughing, the tan boy dried himself off some more and then pulled on his jeans, fixing his erection, underwear still on the floor.

Andrew walked over and picked them up and added them to his hamper. "You can come get them next time you come over, I have to do laundry anyway."

Reaching out and grabbing him around the waist, Jesus pulled the boy against him and nuzzled against his neck. "You just want them to wear them yourself."

"That is so gross." He said, but laughed and pulled away, heading toward the bed and climbing under the blankets. Jesus followed, telling him to just throw them away and crawled into bed with him, spooning the boy and grinding up against his ass. Jesus fell asleep, face in the crook of the other's neck, his arms around his waist.

Waking up some time later, he rolled over to look for his phone, trying not to wake the other boy up. When he found it on the couch, he looked at the time and cussed out loud. Andrew rolled over and frowned at him, rubbing his eyes. "What time is it."

Jesus groaned and rushed to pull on his shirt and socks. "It's just past six. My moms will be home any minute. I'm supposed to be grounded." The boy rolled out of bed and put on his own shirt, grabbing keys from the side table.

"I'll drive you." Thanking him with a kiss, the tan boy led the way up the stairs and turned and shrugged on his jacket that Andrew had grabbed for him and then pulled on his shoes. Walking quickly to his car, they got in and drove toward his house, him giving directions.

"How old are you?" Jesus wondered. He and Mariana had just got their license.

"I'm 17. You?"

"16. We really don't know much about each other yet."

Silent for a moment, Jesus looked over to see him making a pained expression. The boy looked over and smiled though, completely erasing the look. "That's why I said if you want something from me you need to take me on dates. But you better not do it because you just want sex, because I will beat the fuck out of you." But he smiled at Jesus' open mouthed expression.

"I think dates will be cool, my sister might joke about it for a while but I think no one will care. Especially with Jude around."

"Oh, ummm, no one knows I like guys. So, I'd rather you not tell anyone about me or us yet." He looked over at him as he pulled up in front of his house. "Until I'm comfortable of course." Jesus nodded, not new to keeping secrets from the people he loved.

"I can keep my mouth shut, as long as I get another kiss." Andrew laughed and leaned over, cupping his face and kissing him. They stayed like that for a few minutes before Andrew pulled back. "Alright, get out so you don't get in trouble."

Opening the door and standing up, he turned and leaned back into the car, holding out his phone. "I need your number."

"Oh, right." He chuckled and took the phone, entering his contact and snapping a selfie for the contact picture. Jesus laughed at that and took the phone back from him. "Bye, Jesus."

He smiled back at him. "Bye. Call me tomorrow?"

"You have my number, so you call me." Nodding, he closed the door and watched him drive away.

Turning and walking into the house, he realized just how tired he was and headed up the stairs. Opening the door, he walked in to find the boys asleep with each other on the bed and walked over to his own, pulling off his clothes and pulling on some underwear, and climbed into his own, falling asleep in seconds.

Waking up to sunlight in his eyes, he rolled out of bed and reached for his phone, seeing that it was only past ten. Getting dressed, he heard Lena call to him from the kitchen that food was done and to go get Jude. Assuming Connor had already left, he went to get him from the front porch.

"Was it good?" He asked as he sat down beside his brother.

"Shut up."

He pushed his shoulder against the smaller boy's and smiled. "Come on, I'm serious. It was your first time."

Jude looked over at him and smiled. "It was good. But I think when we fell asleep together in the bathtub was when I realized I wanna be with him for as long as I can."

Jesus looked at him and shrugged his shoulders. Not knowing how this thing with Andrew would end up being like. "That's all we can hope for." They sat in silence for a few more moments until he said softly. "Did it hurt?"

Frowning, he looked back at him. "Did what hurt?"

He rolled his eyes. "Dude, for real. Getting it in the butt." Jesus wondered if he would let Andrew do that to him, and didn't have any qualms against it, even though it was a bit daunting as he remembered the size of him.

His brother was blushing, looking forward when he answered. "I didn't."

"Oh. Nice." He knew it probably wasn't the same as with a girl, but he did enjoy that so he would assume it would be just as good. Maybe better?

"It was."

Jesus stood up and motioned toward the door, realizing how hungry he was. "Moms are done cooking breakfast, come on I'm hungry."

Jude went to follow and then stopped him before he could open the door. "What did you do all night?"

"I went with some friends down to the beach to fish for sharks." He answered with a shrug. Which wasn't necessarily a lie, but he didn't say just one friend because then he would just think he was with a girl.

"Sharks?"

He winked. "Yep."

Leaving the table after breakfast, he went out back and sat in one of the chairs and pulled out his phone, sending Andrew a text asking if he was up.

Hey, yeah I'm up, Monte came home right after I pulled in and got on to me for being out so late.

Are you grounded or anything?

Nah, I said something about her just getting home and she left me alone after that

Well, I'm still grounded, but my moms didn't say anything to me

That's good, how are you grounded yet still using your phone

They only grounded me from leaving the house

At least you still get to talk to me

I don't know what I would do without the possibility

Lol, so when will I get to see you next?

Probably not till Monday at school, I'll tell my mom that I'll show you around

Show me around to all the places we could sneak away to make out probably

It would help to know haha

Lol, well I have to leave with Monte here in a second, but I'll call you tonight?

I won't be doing anything but waiting for it ;)

Haha, bye Jesus

Later

Exiting out of his messages, he went to his photos and pulled up the selfie he had taken earlier. Andrew was very attractive, blonde hair going well with the dark green eyes he now noticed as he kept looking at the picture. He was glad that they were going to keep this to themselves, because his moms wouldn't think about having to monitor them if Andrew decided he would come over and stay, not that they even really monitored Jude and Connor anymore.

Stuffing his phone back into his pocket, he headed back to his room and fell onto his bed. He would just sleep until he got his call, he was exhausted. Jesus was out cold in seconds.

Also, just a side note, if you haven't heard Can't Sleep Love by ptx, you better go listen to it. I just recently found it, and I'm obsessed.

Okay, and I have an idea for a follow up chapter for this that will go along with my next Pinky Promise chapter, so tell me what yah think of this.