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Thomas:

Thomas leaned awkwardly against Newt's kitchen counter as he sipped his coffee. He'd finally stopped puking his guts out and Brenda had left, both of which he was grateful for. "Here" Newt said as he handed Thomas some aspirin.

"Thanks" Thomas mumbled before downing 4 pills. "So, um... I'm starting to remember all the dumb stuff I said last night. I'm sorry about that... I was drunk."

Newt gave a small laugh and sipped his coffee. "It's okay Tommy," he said "I just wish you'd told me before anything happened that you were a virgin. It makes me feel like a creepy college dude coming on to an innocent little high-schooler."

Thomas felt his entire face turn red. "I'm 18 and I'm not innocent" he mumbled.

"You kind of are" Newt pointed out. "You're a young and confused virgin."

"You know, you really know how to make a guy feel warm and fuzzy on the inside" Thomas said as he rolled his eyes.

Newt laughed and stepped closer to Thomas. He placed a hand on his shoulder and looked him in the eyes. "Look Tommy," he started "you're sweet and you're fun to mess around with, but I don't want to be responsible for whatever thing it is you're going through. Not to mention I don't date "straight" boys."

Thomas gave his best smirk. "From the sounds of it you don't date anyone" he said "you just bring random boys home for one night, or you know drag the occasional boy into the alley and suck them off."

Newt frowned and let his hand drop from Thomas's shoulder and stepped back to lean against the counter. "What's your point Tommy?" he asked.

"My point is neither of us are in a good place for a relationship" Thomas said as he took a sip of his coffee.

Newt gave a small nod. "That's what I'm say-" Newt started, but Thomas put his mug down and turned so he was face to face with Newt.

"I mean I'm younger than you, and you could have anyone you want. So obviously you wouldn't choose me, right?" Thomas prompted as he inched closer to Newt.

Newt cleared his throat and gave a slight nod. "Um, yea. Exactly" he said quietly.

"And I'm inexperienced, why would I want to be with someone like you? You're the most experienced person in the world" Thomas continued as he stepped even closer and placed a hand on Newt's hip.

"Erm, yea" Newt agreed, but his breathing had quickened.

"And then there's the whole me and your step-sister thing. I mean, we're a mess. We don't make any sense together" Thomas said as leaned close enough to feel Newt's breath on his lips.

"I- I know" Newt whispered. Thomas leaned so close that their bodies were pressed against each other and he could feel Newt's heart beating fast. "Tommy" he breathed.

The next second they were leaning towards each other to close the tiny space between them, but right before their lips could meet Thomas took a step back. He flashed Newt a smile. "So I guess I should leave then" he said and gave Newt a smirk before turning and heading towards the door.

Newt let out a painful groan. "Shucking hell" he mumbled.

Thomas held up his hands and continued towards the door. "Sorry Newt, just listening to your logic" he said.

"Slim it, will you?" Newt said as he grabbed Thomas's shoulder and twirled him around to face him. Thomas barely had time to react before Newt placed a hand on the back on his neck and pulled him into a kiss.


Newt:

An hour later, Newt and Thomas were still making out on the couch and Newt was itching for a release. The boys had been kissing and grinding and running their hands all over each other, but all that was doing was getting Newt worked up when he knew there was no possibility of sex. Not that he didn't want to, and he could tell Thomas probably did too judging by the giant bulge in his pants, but Newt was not about to take this kid's virginity while he's still technically dating his sister.

Before Newt could stop he shivered involuntarily, he did not want to think about Brenda while Thomas squeezing his ass and sucking on his bottom lip. Thomas must've noticed because he pulled away. "Are you okay?" he asked.

"I, uh, yea. Just come on Tommy" Newt said as he stood up off the couch and grabbed Thomas's hand. "For ya know, privacy" he added as he dragged Thomas towards his bedroom.

The second they got into room, Thomas barely had time to close the door behind him before Newt shoved him against it. He immediately started sucking on Thomas's neck and running his hands over Thomas's chest. "Gods" Thomas breathed. "Yo-you can't leave any marks." Of course, because then Brenda would find out. The thought only pissed Newt off so before he could think it through he bit down on Thomas's neck. Thomas let out a long groan, apparently he liked it. "Shuck Newt" he whined as he ground their hips together.

Newt couldn't take it any longer. Before he could think it through he dropped to his knees in front of Thomas. He glanced up at Thomas to make sure it was okay, but he just gave a slight nod. Newt immediately started to work on Thomas's pants. The second he got them undone he shoved them along with Thomas's boxers down to his knees. He glanced up at Thomas to see his face had turned bright red, apparently he had more shame when he was sober and not in a sketchy alley behind a bar.

Newt turned his attention to Thomas's erection that was staring him straight in the face. He placed a tentative kiss on the tip in an attempt to ease Thomas into it. "You're beautiful" he whispered, and he glanced up to see Thomas biting back a smile. He ran his tongue along Thomas's length, earning a moan from him, before taking Thomas in his mouth. He didn't waste any time taking Thomas's entire length in his mouth earning deep moans from Thomas, that only turned on Newt more.

He couldn't take it any longer, he needed release. He felt Thomas's hands in his hair and he dropped his hands to waistband of his sweatpants. Thomas let out a deep groan and Newt didn't hesitate any longer, he reached his hand inside his own boxers and gripped himself. He immediately started rubbing himself and groaned against Thomas's length.

"Sh-shuck Newt a-are you-?" Thomas started.

Newt pulled his lips off of Thomas and glanced up. "Do you want me to stop?" he asked. "I just- I need to-"

"No!" Thomas exclaimed and Newt raised his eyebrows. "Um, no. It's just-" he let out a deep shaking breath. "Just keep going. Please."

That was all the encouragement Newt needed. He took Thomas back in his mouth, as deep as he could manage and went back to stroking himself. He couldn't help but groan against Thomas, but apparently he didn't mind because Thomas groaned even more than before and his breathing became quicker. "N-Newt I'm going to-" That was about as far as he got before he came into Newt's mouth, groaning Newt's name all the while.

When it was over, Newt took his hand from his pants and removed his lips. He wiped his chin and leaned back, still frustrated and in desperate need of shucking release, but he didn't want to pressure Thomas.

Thomas pulled his pants back up and tucked himself away. He glanced down at Newt, and their eyes met for a moment before Thomas rolled his eyes. "C'mon Newt" he said "get up. I'm not guna leave you hangin'."

"Oh thank Gods" Newt breathed as he stood up. Thomas immediately pulled him into a kiss and slipped his hand into Newt's sweatpants. Thomas broke the kiss and took a deep breath. "It's okay Tommy" Newt comforted "you don't have to do it if you don't want to." He meant it, he wasn't going to pressure Thomas, but he was silently praying he would continue.

Thomas shook his head slightly. "Slim it" he said before placing a few kisses on Newt's jaw and he began moving his hand up and down Newt's erection.

Newt gripped Thomas's shoulders and leaned his forehead against the crook of Thomas's neck. He was already close and he knew it wouldn't take very long. It was hardly two minutes later when he felt his stomach muscles tighten and his entire being screamed for a release. "Tommy I'm guna come" he breath.

"Go on then" Thomas encouraged, and without further or due Newt completely lost control. After what seemed like forever Newt collapsed against Thomas.

"Tommy" Newt breathed "that was.."

"Yea" Thomas agreed.

Newt stood up and attempted to gather himself. "I'm going to take a shower, um you should probably leave before Brenda gets home" he said.

Thomas gave a slight shrug. "I think I'm going to wait for her to get here" he said "I need to break things off with her. I'll just tell her I was waiting for her, she'll have no reason to suspect anything."

Newt gave a small shrug. "I guess that's true" he said as rummaged through his dresser in an attempt to find some clothes. "You can just hang out in the living room."

"Okay" Thomas said, but he didn't make any attempt to move. "What, um..." he started, but his voice trailed off.

Newt realized he was probably about to ask what they were, and Newt didn't want to have that discussion. "I'm going to shower" he repeated before leaving his room and Thomas behind. He'd deal with whatever Thomas was later, first he really needed some clean underwear.


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