Chapter 7 – Connections

Summary: Agron and Nathan discuss future plans and continue to explore.

Notes: Allowing someone close enough to share deeply guarded pain is an extension of trust that many can not bring themselves to offer. Sometimes it begins with showing care before one allows themselves to be cared for.

SEXUALLY EXPLICIT. M/M. If this is not your thing, please don't read! You've been warned so no hostile comments please.

They stopped at the gas station to get a bag of ice and got back to the Park around 6pm. It would be another 3 hours until sundown but they were starting to get hungry. So Agron and Nathan went back to the tree grove to look for small branches to be fashioned into skewers for roasting hot dogs and marshmallows. They found several that would do and returned to their tent.

Nathan straightened the site, put the soda on ice and set out the items for their meal as Agron used his hatchet head to strip the bark and nubs off the branches. Nathan watched Agron as he worked with the wood. He could tell by watching the deft movements of Agron's hands working the blade of the hatchet like a carving tool that he had spent time learning and working with his father. Wood appeared to be so familiar to him it was almost as though it was actually part of Agron's hands as he effortlessly maneuvered it, caressed it lightly with the blade, ran his fingers along the grain to check for flaws and bumps.

Nathan thought to himself "He is so beautiful, his face and body so calm, immersed in what he is doing." At this moment Nathan wanted to freeze time so that the weekend would never end; he didn't want to be concerned about what others would think or say if they knew Agron and he were together, that they were a couple. Nathan just wanted to care for the young man he was watching so that Agron would never have to feel the pain of loosing someone again. He just wanted to love him.

Pulling himself from his daydream, he asked "Have you thought about what you're gonna do next year after we graduate?"

Agron looked up, gazed at Nathan with an emerging smile on his face and said "Where did that come from?"

Nathan responded "I was just watching you work with the wood; you're so good at it. So I was wondering if you had any idea what you want to do once you graduate." Agron handed the finished skewers to Nathan to soak in the ice water and proceeded to answer Nathan's question.

"Well, I've thought about going to school at the new community college in Charlestown. I would really like to study engineering but a 4-year school seems to be a bit much for me to ask my parents for. So I thought that I might go to CCC 'cause I can pay for that on my own with my work at Merritt's or any other decent job. I'd study math and physics and see how it goes. If my grades are good enough maybe I can get some scholarships help to finish up."

Nathan just stared at him. Agron had never said anything about being an engineer or going on with school.

Nathan finished with the skewers and sat down next to Agron. "Wow! You've never said anything about this before. Have you talked with your parents about this?" Nathan asked.

"No not yet. I figure that I'll keep my grades up this year, apply to CCC and get the money end together before I talk with them. I figure that if I have my act together then they'll go along with it."

Nathan was a bit puzzled. "Why wouldn't they want you to go to school?"

Agron shook his head "My dad wants me to get a job with him at Purina and work with him at the custom cabinet work. I know that he has a good job and his wood working is beautiful. I just don't think that's what I want for my life, you know." He continued on "But I don't want him to think that I'm not proud of what he does, or that it's not good enough for me. So I figure that I need to have a plan together so that he knows that I'm serious about engineering not just rejecting what he does."

Nathan studied Agron's face and wanted so much to kiss him. He was so thoughtful of his dad and so planful about what he wanted to do. "God," Nathan thought, "you're amazing."

Agron traced his finger along the outer seam of Nathan's jeans. "You know rumor has it that you've been scouted by major league teams and college teams. What are you going to do after graduation?"

Nathan watched Agron's fingers work the seam along his jeans. He looked up to watch Agron's face, which was still focused on the fabric.

"Well, playing ball would be terrific and I'd love that. But I have to be realistic about my chances. Major league ball, even if it's with a farm team, is a very outside chance. I know I'm good but so are a lot of other guys. Plus ball would be only 6 months a year so I'd have to find a job that would take me back every fall and winter and find a cheap place to live; farm team pay really sucks. If I really think I have a shot, then I'll go for it. Right now, I don't know."

Watching Agron's face and his fingers continuing to move along the fabric on Nathan's thigh was starting to get to him. He shook his head a little bit to clear out the thoughts he was having and pressed on.

"What I would really like is to have a shot to play college ball. I've got decent grades; I've made Honor Role every term. I'm not like you though, I don't have any idea about what I'd like to do but a college education would be great. My parents can't afford to send me to a 4-year school so a scholarship would have to be my ticket."

Agron's fingers were definitely getting to get to him; he was having a hard time concentrating on anything but being close to Agron. Nathan reached over and covered Agron's had with his own to stop its ministrations. Agron finally looked up at Nathan with a "Did I do something wrong" look on his face. Nathan couldn't resist; without warning he leaned in and kissed Agron's soft lips, tugging on his lower lip with his teeth, teasing with his tongue for entrance. Agron quietly gasped and returned the kiss while his hands reached up to cup Nathan's face.

Agron broke away and whispered "Just how hungry are you?"

Nathan replied "Food can wait. Let's go." Exchanging quick smiles, they scrambled to their feet and headed for the tent, grabbing and poking at each other, unable to keep their hands to themselves.

Agron and Nathan both knew that they wanted skin and they wanted it quickly. They knelt down on the sleeping bags and immediately started to work at each other's clothing, laughing and cursing at buckles that were reluctant to budge and rude snaps that would not cooperate fast enough. In short order they fell down against the bedding, mouths on each other and hands moving everywhere they could reach, still tearing at unwanted clothing.

In a swift move, Agron pinned Nathan down and gently commanded "Nathan just one minute. Wait." Nathan suddenly ceased progress, his hands frozen mid-movement. He looked up at Agron, panting in his urgency, waiting as requested. Agron looked at Nathan, his eyes taking in the eyes he often searched in for answers, traveling to the mouth he had come to crave and adore.

"Nathan, no matter how much we want to have at each other it can never just be a fuck. I need to know that you are with me and I am with you, no one else … never less." Again a sudden rush of memory in Agron's mind had taken him someplace that Nathan did not know. But Nathan did know Agron well enough to see that he wanted to protect them from something that wasn't good, some experience that had been damaging.

"Agron, no matter what, when we are together we know that it's us. I could never be this comfortable with anyone else. I could never trust anyone else like I trust you. So even if you ever do 'fuck me until you go blind' I'll always know that it is you and me that are here, together." To Nathan's surprise, Agron's eyes brightened and a tear fell.

Nathan asked "Wrists, please." When his hands were free, Nathan cupped Agron's face and kissed his mouth and all planes of his face.

"I don't know what has hurt you but you must know, Agron, I won't do that. What is between us is here, it's real and no one can touch it." Nathan slid his arms around Agron's neck and held him as close as possible.

After a short while, he loosened his hold and began to lavish slow, wet kisses on Agron's neck, murmuring soft words of want and desire, saying his name over and over as he worked his way down to Agron's chest and back to his mouth again.

When they had at last broken away Nathan asked "Agron open your eyes." Agron's eyes opened with a flutter. "I want us to take each other. I want to watch your body move against me, with me, on me…" Agron was watching Nathan intently, a dozen different emotions playing across his face as Nathan spoke.

Finally Nathan stroked his face against Agron's cheek and said quietly "I want to feel you inside of me, part of me. I want you to show me how."

Agron closed his eyes and breathed in deeply. Yes, he would take this love of his with tenderness and desire; let him experience what it was like to be cared for, deeply and honestly. He would teach him about shared passion, about making love. Agron pushed himself up to his knees again.

He held out his hand and quietly said "Come." When the two were again across from each other they removed what was left of each other's clothing, slowly and deliberately, stroking and kissing the skin that each elimination revealed.

When they were nude before one another Agron implored "Come closer" and Nathan brought his body close enough to feel Agron's breath upon him.

Softly Agron beseeched him "Caress me… slowly… hands only" Nathan's breathing was coming faster now as he placed the palms of his hands on Agron's body, moving across the bare flesh that warmed at his touch, becoming moist with a slight sheen of sweat. Nathan's hands traveled across his chest, toying with the brown nipples until they stood firm and upright. He stroked the skin of Agron's stomach and let his fingers tangle in the hair surrounding his cock already firm and erect, gently scratching at the skin but not yet willing to enjoy the trembling organ as it stood before him. He let his fingers swirl over the taunt flesh of hips to the round mounds of Agron's ass, fingertips playing gently down the cleft of the cheeks, soliciting groans from Agron as he played and enticed. Nathan was panting now, so aroused that his own rigid erection was leaking from unsatisfied desire.

Agron said in a voice that begged "Stop now, please."

Nathan looked into Agron's eyes inquiring "Did I do something wrong?"

Agron soothed "God, no, you are perfect, always perfect" as he pulled him in to a kiss full of desire. Holding him securely with one arm, Agron used the other to brace them as he lowered them down to the bedding.

"Do you trust me?" Agron asked.

"With everything" Nathan replied as he licked and sucked at his lover's neck and jaw.

"Oil?" Agron inquired next.

In between kisses Nathan breathed "Next to the pillows."

Agron gently moved to retrieve the bottle. He opened the lid and propped the bottle next to tent wall at his side. Agron then reached in and nuzzled Nathan's neck and ear, nipping lightly to mix desire with the sharpness of his teeth. Nathan moaned and moved his chin to give Agron more access. Agron sucked and nipped, wanting to mark Nathan as his.

"Roll over" Agron said and Nathan smiled in response anticipating the weight of Agron on him. Once Nathan was on his stomach, Agron covered Nathan's body with his own, slowly sliding himself up and down as he did before so that he could feel the curves and valleys of Nathan's form, the roundness of the cheeks of his ass, the muscled flesh of Nathan's shoulders as he gently rode him from behind. Nathan groaned and rocked in unison as he felt the curve of Agron's erection slide over the valley of his ass, down between his cheeks, the moist tip caressing his testicles, time and again.

This time Nathan panted and begged "More, Agron, I want more. I want you with me, inside of me."

"Soon" Agron crooned in his ear, "Soon"

Agron dipped his fingers into the oil, coating them to the hilt. "I'm going to touch you now" he whispered as he separated the cheeks of Nathan's ass and he placed his fingertips against Nathan's opening.

He began to caress the puckered sensitive skin at the mouth of the channel, gently caressing, pressing the soft pads of his fingertips into the flesh. Nathan moved slowly against Agron's fingers, craving the touch. As Agron moved a single finger into the opening, Nathan drew a sharp intake of breath at the invasion, unfamiliar with the sensation. Agron gently massaged him so he could become familiar with the feel of his lover inside. As Nathan's body began to relax he began to move against Agron's hand again. Feeling the muscles ease, Agron inserted a second finger and awaited Nathan's response which came in the form of a moan and continued movement toward Agron's hand.

As Agron let his fingers begin to stretch the opening he slipped his free hand under Nathan's body and eased his hips slightly off the bedding. He began stroking Nathan's inflamed cock as he continued to stretch and probe his channel, preparing him for penetration. Nathan moved his knees under himself and pushed his body up off the bed. His breath was coming in gasps now and he was rocking against both the hand that stroked his cock and the fingers massaging inside of him. Agron moved his fingers to find the desired sensitive spot at Nathan's prostate. Agron could tell when he had found the spot as Nathan cried out at being bombarded with electric erotic sensations that were new and overwhelming.

Agron knew Nathan was close; he stopped stroking Nathan's cock and Nathan hissed "Why?" at the loss of sensation.

Agron replied in a voice that was full of want "So I can fuck you with my cock instead of my hand."

Nathan arched his back, his breath shuttered as he moaned "Yes, yes. I ache, inside of me, now."

Agron slicked his hard, hot cock with oil and positioned himself behind Nathan. With slow deliberate strokes, Agron entered Nathan a few millimeters at a time, taking care not to move too quickly and hurt the man. Nathan's forehead dropped toward the bed as he rocked his hips with Agron's motion, pulling Agron further and further inside, crying and pleading as he felt Agron fill him. When Agron was fully seated and he had the smooth, warm tightness of Nathan around him, the feeling became almost more than he could stand. He had to regain some amount of control or he would come too soon.

Agron stopped stroking and said "Lay down on your side." As Agron was struggling with his own control it was unclear if Nathan could even think at this point. So Agron grasped Nathan tightly around the hips and moved him to his side, making every effort to stay close enough to not pull out. With his one arm wrapped under Nathan's body and around to his chest, Agron began pushing in and pulling back, again and again, crooning softly as he found his rhythm once more. Nathan was with him, moving his hips into Agron's motion as Agron stroked Nathan's cock in time. Nathan groaned and cried out with the stroke of each rhythm.

In short time Nathan's movements became more ardent, demanding more friction, more force which Agron was glad to give.

"Come for me" Agron spoke in a voice raspy and raw.

Nathan reached back to Agron's hip for leverage and pushed himself roughly into Agron's forward movement, slamming the head of Agron's cock up against his most sensitive spot, riding Agron until he came with such intensity that lights appeared behind his eyelids, his essence pulsed out into Agron's hand as his body convulsed. Agron could no longer hold on; once he felt the power of Nathan's climax he finished with his own, deep and intense, unlike anything he had ever experienced, shaking him down to his core. Their bodies rocked in unison with their release. When the movement finally quelled, they each fell back exhausted, chests heaving and bodies fully spent. After several minutes Nathan lifted his hand and stroked Agron's thigh. He turned his head and begged a kiss from his lover who was still flushed and moist from the intensity of their sex.

Nathan chuckled deep in his chest "Well, so that's what fucking is, yeah….I do see what all the fuss has been about."

Agron tentatively asked, "So you're Okay?" Nathan balled up his fist and lightly punched Agron on the thigh that was thrown over his own.

"Was I not vocal enough to convey what I was feeling?" Nathan asked.

Agron then chuckled "Yeah, you were a bit 'vocal' as you put it." He continued "but I am serious, Nathan, are you Okay? A guy's first time can be uncomfortable, especially when he's uncertain as to what to expect." Nathan turned his body so that he could look Agron head on.

"We talked about what to expect. Was there something about how I responded to your body, your touch and" Nathan blinked his eyes slowly, remembering "God, your fingers and your cock inside of me that makes you think that my mind wasn't completely blown away, in a good way; in a very good way?"

Agron started to smile as Nathan continued "Agron you were, are so thoughtful. How could our being together be anything but amazing?"

A wide smile crept across Agron's face, unable to contain his happiness. "Oh, you liked that, did you? Amazing am I?" Nathan playfully balked at the smugness contained in Agron's remark.

With this Nathan began poking and tickling Agron, saying "Don't start thinking that you're some kind of sex god just because you had me and I liked it. Remember, I'm a rookie. I may not be a very good judge you know!" This time it was Nathan who had Agron pinned down with his hands close to his sides. Nathan began to kiss and nibble at Agron's jaw, pulling his body over Agron's, pressing onto the still warm skin and drying semen, rubbing their hips together.

"OK, OK, I give!" Agron cried. "I'm not an amazing sex god. You're the amazing one, it was all you! Now, please stop before we die of exhaustion and starvation, and all they find is our withered corpse, frozen in a last embrace."

Nathan couldn't hold back anymore, laughing at Agron's plea until tears were leaking from the corners of his eyes.

"Yeah, I agree that we need food, at least I need food so I can have at you again." He rolled over and found a t-shirt to clean himself off with. He made quick work of it and motioned for Agron to sit up so he could clean Agron off as well. As he rubbed the last remnants of their passion onto the soft fabric of the shirt, he snaked his arm around Agron's neck, pulling him in close. Taking his free hand he smoothed down Agron's tousled, damp hair. Unable to make the dark blonde hair presentable, Nathan settled for a sweet kiss of affection on Agron's lips.

"Clothes!" Nathan urged.

"Food!" Agron replied.

They dressed quickly and headed out of the tent together.

To Be Continued