LadyDragonsblood, I don't want them to be too innocent, they are 16 after all, but 16 was way dif then than it is now. Thanks, dear. :) DesertEagle16, *nudges again* Heh, sorry about the het, but i don't think they woulda started out w/ gay porn, lol. I would love to watch horror movies w/ the boys. takers dark lover, I still don't know if there will be an actual story here beyond the tale of two boys fooling around, but we'll see. I may just let this be my brain-free story, since i'm up to my neck in story w/ Snow, TML & Frame. This is just for fun, i think. Thank you!
Title: Brink Of Innocence
Rating: M
Warnings: Language, kisses, groping
Jay couldn't sleep. Streetlight shone through the window and he studied the patterns on the ceiling, avoiding looking at the boy sound asleep beside him. The air conditioning unit rattled softly and didn't put out enough cold air to keep the sheen of sweat from Jay's skin. He sighed and shifted, unable to ignore Adam's presence. He couldn't stop thinking about what had happened earlier, the vision of Adam's mouth on him, the sight of him stroking himself on this very bed. If Adam was in the same position now, he'd be practically straddling Jay. Fly open, dick in hand...
Jay rubbed his eyes and glanced over at Adam. Funny how the simple act of sleeping could make someone look so innocent and soft. Adam slept on his stomach, face half-buried in the pillow, hair swept up to dangle off the edge of the mattress above his head. Jay's eyes roamed down that long body in the dim light. Adam's slender form was starting to fill out from regular workouts and boxing classes. He wore only briefs, and smoky blue eyes lingered on the gentle swell of that bottom under the white cotton. Jay rolled onto his side, bringing him just a bit closer to Adam and affording him a better look at that ass. So tempting.
The fabric of his briefs made a shallow valley between his cheeks, outlined the sweet curves. Adam was serious about wanting to be a wrestler and was trying to bulk up, turn his baby fat to hard, lean muscle, but his ass just wouldn't cooperate. It still retained that soft roundness, as if those cheeks were just made to be squeezed and parted.
Parted? Did he just think that? Fuck, Jay couldn't deny it, he wanted to touch it. See if those buttocks were as juicy as they looked, see how firm they would feel under his fingers. Sure, Jay had touched him a million times while they grappled, but his attention at the time hadn't been on copping a feel. Jay kinda cursed himself for that. Maybe, if he moved very slowly, he could cop one now without waking him.
All the spit dried from Jay's mouth as he reached towards Adam. Once his hand was a hair's breadth from the briefs he slowed to a near stop. By slow, gradual increments he rested his fingertips on Adam's butt cheek, then glanced up to his face. Still asleep. Jay took a deep breath before laying his palm flat. Shit, what was he doing? Well, he'd come too far to go back now. One good feel and he could go to sleep. At least, that's what he told himself. He spread his fingers out, the cloth sliding between their skins. He watched his fingertips drift towards that valley and tried to keep his suddenly panting breaths quiet.
"Jay? What are you doing?" The whispered words froze Jay just as he was about to contract his fingers in a gentle squeeze. He swallowed and blinked at Adam. Adam regarded him with one eye, the other hidden by the pillow.
"I... I don't know," he whispered back. They stared at each other, and it took a second for Jay to realize his hand was still on Adam's rear. It took yet another second to realize Adam hadn't pulled away. Unsure of what to make of this, Jay slowly retracted his arm. "Sorry."
Adam raised his head and looked back to watch Jay remove his hand, then scooted onto his side, adjusting his pillow so he could look at Jay with both eyes. A little line formed between his brows, then smoothed. "It's okay."
Jay expected this statement to be followed with "If you do it again I'll take your fucking hand off," but Adam stayed silent. Their faces were so close, noses only inches apart, and Jay remembered a moment from their childhood. Something they never talked about, but it was burned into Jay's memory. He wasn't sure he should mention it, but something in the way Adam searched his face, the way he wet his lips, made Jay feel brave.
"Remember when we were kids and made that fort under Dad's desk with couch cushions and covered it with afghans?" he asked, still speaking in a whisper. He didn't really know why since Adam's mom hadn't come home yet, but it seemed like the thing to do. Adam grinned.
"The day after April chased you home from school, threatening to kiss you?"
Jay returned the grin. "She had cooties."
"She still does," Adam countered, and they both giggled. After a minute Jay shifted, chewing the inside of his lip.
"Then we decided to practice in case she ever caught one of us."
The corner of Adam's mouth twitched. "Yeah. It was weird." Their lips had only met for a second in a single kiss before the awkwardness overwhelmed them, and Adam promptly shot Jay in the forehead with a Nerf gun.
"You think it would still be weird?" Jay asked. Adam considered the question that lay behind Jay's actual words. He'd been dreaming a little before he was woken, and he briefly wondered if he still was. Felt kind of like it with the soft light and whispered words. It had been a long time since that kiss. Just harmless curiosity. Was that all this was? There was nothing wrong with that, right? Plus, Adam had learned a thing or two about kissing since then, and found himself wanting to show off a little.
"We could find out," he answered. Jay hesitated only a second before leaning forward, certain Adam could hear his heart hammering against his ribcage. Adam closed his eyes and felt warm breath on his lips, then soft skin press against them. Before he could respond, Jay pulled away. They opened their eyes and searched each other's gazes. Adam looked more curious than freaked out, and the tentative question in Jay's face couldn't hide his desire. It was intriguing and Adam wanted more. He kissed Jay, parting his lips just enough to feel Jay's lower lip slide between his own. They traded a few soft pecks, until Jay's hand on his side made Adam jump.
"Is this okay?" Jay asked. Adam nodded and tilted his head to mold his mouth to Jay's, and the short-haired blonde felt Adam's tongue brush between his lips. A shock coursed through Jay's body, tightening his nipples despite the heat of the room. He opened his mouth to Adam and let the other boy's tongue dart and lick inside before daring to caress it with his own. He'd never tongue-kissed before, but Adam obviously had. It was wet and Jay felt awkward, and he tried to follow Adam's lead.
Adam tasted of toothpaste covering sour sleep, and just a hint of beer. Jay probably didn't taste much better, and the flavor of the alcohol brought to mind their earlier activities. He groaned into Adam's mouth, hearing his friend's answering whimper. Adam gripped his shoulder as Jay's hand slid down that lean body. Once again he spread his fingers over the back of the briefs, palming Adam's ass cheek and finally giving it that squeeze. Fuck, it was better than he'd imagined, a layer of soft plump flesh over firm muscle. Adam seemed to melt into him, and Jay thought he must be getting the hang of this kissing thing. Just as the thought crossed his mind, Adam pulled away for air.
"'M getting hard," Adam mumbled against Jay's mouth. Pink stained Jay's cheeks at the admission and he licked his lips. Should he push this further?
"I've been hard," he murmured back. "C- Can I touch it?"
Adam bit his lip. He hadn't meant to blurt that out loud. No one had ever touched him like that before, not even Cindy... Shit, was he cheating on Cindy? It wasn't like he was trying to bang another chick or wanted another girlfriend or something. He mentally snorted at the absurdity of Jay being his girlfriend. This was just Jay. Because of their wrestling around, Jay had pretty much touched every part of his body already, and no one on Earth knew him better. Still, he felt like this should be wrong somehow. While he hesitated, Jay's hand had traveled down his thigh and he was now running the back of his knuckles up the inside. A delicious shiver ran up Adam's spine when Jay's fingers reached the elastic of his briefs where his leg met his groin.
"Just close your eyes," Jay whispered. "You don't have to do anything. I just wanna touch it."
Adam glanced down at their bodies. His own erection pointed up towards his belly, held close to his body by his underwear. Jay's boxers weren't so confining, and the loose fabric formed a tent around the hard length that seemed to strain towards Adam's crotch. The slit in the front of the boxers had gapped a bit, and Adam could see just a bit of skin. He looked back up at Jay, then deliberately closed his eyes.
Jay took his mouth again, swallowing Adam's moans as he rubbed his hand between his legs. He palmed the stiff length through the underwear, fingers moving to grope the soft, warm bulge of his nutsack. It felt kind of like touching himself, in that the terrain was familiar, except it was completely different and felt a lot better. Adam's dick against his hand felt right, he wanted to curl his fist around it and pump him until he came in his hand.
"Jay, I don't..." Adam started, eyes popping open when Jay tugged at his waistband.
"Shh, it's okay. We're not doing anything wrong. Just touching. Do you wanna feel mine?"
Adam's eyes shifted, the hazel-green washed a dark grey in the poor light, and a pucker formed on those pouty lips. Jay knew that look. It was the same look he got when Adam wanted the last ice cream bar, but was too polite to ask for it. Jay undid the button on the fly of his boxers and took out his cock, giving it a hard tug. He grunted, stopping himself before he jerked himself off all over Adam.
Adam saw Jay's eyelids flutter, heard the low noise he made, and thought about Jay's expression when he came in his pants. He wanted to see it again. Still, he hesitated. Jay touched his hand, tracing his fingertips over the palm.
"Want you to touch it," Jay coaxed. "It's so hard. But I don't want you to do anything you don't want to. Tell me to stop, and I will." Adam remained silent, so Jay took his wrist and gently guided his hand to his aching cock. Jay took a sharp breath through his nose, and Adam kept his eyes on his friend's face as he wrapped his fingers around the shaft. Jay's skin was incredibly soft and smooth over his solid width. He gave it a few light strokes, and Jay's hips rocked. "Uhm, feels so good, Adam. Fuck, so good. Let me show you?"
He tugged on Adam's waistband again, and this time Adam shifted to let Jay pull the cotton down to his thighs. The too-warm air was still cooler than the confines of his briefs, and he shivered a bit at the exposure. Jay ran his fingertips through the kinked hair around the base, warm and damp from sweat. Adam's cock had started to leak in his underwear, and now Jay could smell its sweet tang. It mixed with the scent of his own sweat and arousal. He thumbed Adam's cockhead, smearing precum, then groaned as Adam gave him a rough squeeze. They started pulling each other's dicks in earnest, so close that their fingers brushed and bumped together. They tried to kiss and failed miserably amid the distraction, so settled for panting and moaning into necks as they writhed and fucked each other's hands.
"Do it, Jason. Like before," Adam breathed, finally breaking his silence. Shit, he'd called him Jason. He rarely called him Jason, but now it fell from his lips as easily as it had when Jay was peeking in on him, watching him jack off. He hadn't been hearing things after all. Jay cursed and tensed. "Yes, do it again. Cum. Wanna see. Come on..."
Adam's pace on Jay increased as Jay stopped completely, letting go of Adam's dick in favor of grabbing a handful of bare ass. His eyes rolled back as he obliged Adam's wish, cock pulsing in the other boy's hand. "Fuck, Adam..." he moaned. After his climax had torn through him he looked at his best friend.
The other blonde's eyes were wide and dark, the pupils blown huge. His lips were swollen and flushed with arousal, and looked so very kissable. He stared at Jay with a mix of wonder and need, and a low whine escaped his throat. Jay pushed him onto his back, leaning down to plunder Adam's mouth with his tongue, ignoring the jolt of their teeth striking together. He grabbed Adam's shaft and jerked him roughly, feeling him squirm helplessly under his body. Adam's arms went around him, smearing cum all over his back and on his neck as he held him close, kissing back hungrily and thrusting his hips up. He whimpered and arched, shuddering as release overcame him. Jay stroked him through his orgasm, breaking their make out session long enough to watch Adam's face as he came. Blunt fingernails scratched at Jay's back, making him wince, but he didn't care. Adam was a vision of beauty and pleasure, and Jay knew that this once wouldn't be enough for him. He just hoped Adam didn't hate him tomorrow.