A/N: So, I know this was just going to be about Kaden and Jeff's date, but my imagination ran away with me and I included Troy and Ryan's date as well. Actually, my imagination really ran away with me and there is something a little extra for you all at the end. I hope you all like it.
Kaden had been sitting on the edge of his bed for the last 10 minutes waiting for Jeff to arrive. He was dressed in exactly what he and Ryan had decided on, his hair was styled and he was nervous as hell.
He sat picking at the invisible lint on his dark green zip up jacket. Then he fiddled with the bill of his knit hat. He didn't want to put it on until he got outside. Actually, he didn't want to wear it at all, but Ryan said it completed the outfit. He had to admit, too, that he did look pretty good when the whole outfit was on his body. If Ryan knew one thing, it was how to make someone look good.
He laughed, his roommate was so funny sometimes. So prissy and high maintenance, but one of the best people you would ever meet. His heart was as big as his head and he definitely watched out for the people he loved.
Kaden found that he really enjoyed being a part of Ryan's close network of friends. He never really had any of that back home. Sure, he'd had friends, but none to whom he could really tell anything and everything. He could do that with Ryan, and he liked it. He liked it a lot. Which was probably the only reason why he put up with his roommate trying to dress him.
He was so caught up in his thoughts that the knock at the door, which wasn't very loud to begin with, startled him a bit. Finding himself all the more nervous now that the date was actually upon him, Kaden stood up and took a deep breath before walking over to the door, opening it slowly, not wanting to seem too anxious.
Jeff took in Kaden's appearance, once he stepped into view. "Wow," Jeff breathed out. "You look g— I mean, those clothes look good on you," he caught himself.
Kaden blushed slightly, and then leaned over to turn the light to his room off before closing the door behind him. "You don't look so bad yourself," Kaden commented on Jeff's appearance, wondering slightly if Ryan had also gone over to his room, too, to help him out. He wouldn't put it past his roommate.
"So, where are we going?" Kaden asked. He really hadn't had a chance to get the lay of the land yet, and was totally relying on Jeff to be able to get them to their destination.
"Well," Jeff started. "I thought we could stop by Pita Pit. It's on the way, and I haven't had a chance to get anything to eat — unless, of course, you want to go somewhere else, or don't like pitas or anything …" Jeff trailed off, becoming flustered.
"Pitas are just fine," Kaden said. When Jeff still didn't move, Kaden started again, "We should probably go. Those pitas won't order themselves."
Jeff chuckled nervously, and then moved back so Kaden could begin walking toward the elevator and lead them out of the building. If anything, this would definitely prove to be an interesting night.
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The two were just finishing their pitas as they walked up to the front of the theater. Kaden hadn't realized how hungry he'd been until he bit into his chicken caesar pita. He smiled inwardly as he thought about their stop at the restaurant. Jeff had insisted on buying his food for him. It was probably because of the long line and a single order would be the quickest and easiest way to get out of the place, but Kaden liked to think it had been Jeff's way of being the man of the date. He thought it was cute.
Kaden took in the front of the theater as the walked toward it. The building looked like one of those old time theaters, with the marquee jutting out in front of the structure with big, flashing neon lights.
Actually, he found it funny mostly because the name of the theater was "The Princess," which was displayed proudly in large, pink neon lights above the marquee.
As the two walked inside, Kaden felt like he was thrown even more into the past. The inside of the theater was done in dark woods and deep red velvet wall hangings. The staff wore the silly looking red vests with the black bow ties and stood behind an old-fashioned box office. It was all very 1920s. Kaden loved it.
Again, Jeff insisted on paying for the ticket, and Kaden wasn't about to put up a fight. They had decided on their way from the residence hall that they would go see the new thriller movie that had just opened up that day. Kaden wasn't all too sure about it, but he saw how excited Jeff was, and decided he would just put on a brave face and try not to scream too loudly when something "thrilling" happened.
As Jeff paid for the tickets, Kaden went up to the snack counter and ordered popcorn and two Cokes for them. He was able to pay before Jeff even got to the counter, so he didn't feel like he was mooching too much.
"That's yours," Kaden said, nodding to the Coke that was sitting on the counter, as Jeff walked up to him. "I already paid for it, so don't worry about it," he added when he saw that Jeff was about to reach for his wallet.
Jeff smiled and grabbed the refreshment. He furrowed his brow after a second, thinking about something. "How did you know that I wanted a Coke?" he asked.
At that, Kaden blushed and muttered something about being observant, before quickly changing the topic and asking where they needed to go to get to the correct theater. Jeff led them down the dimly lit hallway and into one of the rooms off to the side.
The dark room was empty, and they decided to sit in the back toward the center. The best seats in the house, Jeff called them. Kaden was just glad that no one would be able to sneak up behind them and scare him during the middle of the movie. The last thing he needed to do was to embarrass himself in front of Jeff now.
They sat around chatting for several minutes before the lights went down and the previews started. Kaden went silent as the film started rolling; the previews were his favorite part of the whole movie experience.
Jeff took the few moments before the movie to take in Kaden's features. Kaden was so focused on the screen in front of him that he didn't notice as Jeff stared at him for over five minutes. Jeff was transfixed as the light shining from the screen reflected off Kaden's smiling face. He really was sight to behold, and if Jeff thought about it really hard, he was everything he could possibly want.
It was so easy to admit to himself, here in the darkness of the theater, that this young man was what his heart desired. Away from the outside influences, his family, his fraternity and society in general, Jeff could be free to do and feel whatever he wanted. If only every situation could allow him to feel this way he would not need to hide his feelings, he wouldn't need to keep having to lie to himself and others and he could be free to love whom he wanted.
He continued staring at Kaden, even as the movie began. He was so caught up in looking at his partner that he actually screamed when Kaden grabbed a hold of his hand.
"Sorry," Kaden whispered with a slight tremble in his voice. "I got scared."
Jeff had no idea what was happening with the movie, but he wasn't about to argue. Whatever it was that had gotten Kaden to take his hand was a good thing in his book. He looked down at their two hands, and when Kaden made no move to take his hand back, Jeff made a knee-jerk reaction and tightened his grip.
Kaden, who felt the movement, looked down at their now intertwined hands and blushed, then he looked up to Jeff and smiled. Jeff smiled back. The two continued to stare at each other for several moments until his attention was drawn back to the movie. Jeff continued to stare for several more seconds before, he, too, began watching the film.
Their hands stayed intertwined for the remainder of the movie.
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Jeff dumped the trash in the garbage can as the two exited the theater. They were still holding hands, and Kaden couldn't be happier. The two walked slowly to the doors leading out of the building, talking quietly about the movie. As they got closer to the door, Kaden could begin to tell that Jeff was getting more nervous, just by the way his palm was starting to sweat.
As soon as they reached the door, Jeff discretely let go of Kaden's hand. Kaden was disappointed, of course, but he didn't say anything. What right did he have to question Jeff's actions, anyway?
The air was cool and the sun was well on its way down. Kaden took his knit cap out of his back pocket and placed it on his head.
"That looks good on you," Jeff said. Kaden blushed at the compliment and bowed his head. The two continued walking back toward campus, talking periodically followed by random bouts of silence. The slicences, however, were not awkward. They were more comfortable than anything else.
They reached Kaden's building fairly quickly. Kaden walked up to the main door and Jeff followed closely behind. When Kaden actually reached the door, he took out his keys, but hesitated before actually unlocking it. He turned around quickly, catching Jeff off guard and almost knocking him backward.
"I really had a great time, Jeff," Kaden said, looking at Jeff from under the fringe of his hair. He looked so cute and vulnerable.
"I did, too," Jeff said. "We'll have to do something again … soon."
Kaden smiled and nodded his head. He looked back up at Jeff who was just standing there looking so cute. He wondered what would happen if he just leaned over and placed a quick kiss on his moist, red lips.
Before he knew what he was doing, he was already kissing Jeff. He pulled away quickly after realizing what he had started. His eyes were wide because he didn't know how Jeff was going to react. When he saw that Jeff's eyes were still closed, he smiled and raised his hand to place it on Jeff's cheek.
"I really did have a great time," he whispered again, then opened the door and walked into his building.
Jeff stood, staring blankly at the door for several moments before he turned and began walking back to his own room, a silly grin plastered on his face. This had definitely been a good night.
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True to his word, Troy had been back in 30 minutes flat. He stopped by Ryan's building and dialed his boyfriend's number. Within seconds, Ryan was outside, looping his arm in Troy's.
The two began walking uptown, within several minutes they were coming up to a restaurant Ryan had never been to, but by the looks of it, dining there would come at quite a price.
"Oh my gosh, Troy," Ryan started as the got closer. "Are we eating here?" At Troy's nod, Ryan began putting up the usual protests, "Troy, no. This is way too expensive. We can just go somewhere else and get a sandwich or something. Just because it's date night doesn't mean you have to spend every cent you've got. Please, let's just go somewhere else."
Troy just shook his head. "Look, you're my boyfriend," he said as he placed a kiss on the top of Ryan's head. "And if I want to spoil you, I'll spoil you. So don't argue and let's go have a good time."
Ryan smiled. He still didn't want Troy to spend so much, but he knew that Troy would be happy just by doing this, and really, who was he to turn down a good meal and a fancy restaurant?
The two were sat at a private table near the rear of the restaurant. They were served a meal, that had been prepared before they had even arrived, and all of Ryan's favorite foods. Troy had put a lot of time into this, and the effort made Ryan love his boyfriend all the more.
They talked about classes, they talked about friends back home, they talked about new friends and they just sat and stared at each other. Anyone walking past the table could tell the two were in love, if not by the way their hands could often be found holding each other's, then by they way each of the two young men looked at the other.
Troy and Ryan finished dinner at a leisurely pace, both enjoying each other's company, which they had both been lacking over the last week. Once they had finished, Troy paid the check without letting Ryan see the tab. Ryan was a bit chagrined, but promised Troy that he would be paid back in full. Troy blushed at the suggestive look that accompanied the comment.
Once they left the restaurant, Ryan had assumed they would be heading back to campus and started walking that way. He was stopped by Troy's hand on his shoulder as he told him they had one more stop before the evening was through.
Ryan was again confronted by a sight he did not expect as the couple headed toward a local hotel. And not just any hotel, but the nicest in town.
"What are we doing here?" Ryan asked, looking at Troy expectantly.
"Well, I wanted to spend the night with you," Troy answered rather ambiguously.
"We could have spent the night at either of our dorms, Troy," Ryan responded. He really didn't want Troy spending any more money than he already had, which was still too much. "Why are we here?"
"I wanted to spend a night with you, where we didn't have to worry about anyone walking in on us, where we could just be together — away from everyone," Troy said seriously, then leaned down to whisper in his boyfriend's ear. "Where we could be as loud as we want."
Ryan blushed at Troy's last comment and buried his face into his boyfriend's chest. You couldn't really argue with logic like that. And so he put up no protest as Troy led him into the hotel, past the clerk's desk and up to their room.
He gasped when Troy led him into the room. There was a large, luxurious king-sized bed in the middle of the room, a breakfast nook near the window and a vase full of roses set on the center of the table. As Ryan walked further into the room, he noticed the roses on the bed.
"Oh, Troy," Ryan gasped. "This is all so much. I can't believe you did all of this — and without me even knowing." Then he walked over and gave Troy a deep, lingering kiss, his tongue gently massaging Troy's lips until he opened his mouth. The two stood their, kissing for several moments just enjoying the taste of one another until Troy pulled back.
"You deserve everything, Ryan." Troy said in the most serious of tones. "I promise, everything you ever want, I will do my damnedest to give to you."
Ryan just looked into Troy's eyes, knowing he was saying the truth. "All I want is you, Troy," he said quietly. "Just you."
Troy grinned at that and then led his boyfriend over to the waiting bed. He began undoing Ryan's shirt, button by button, never losing eye contact with Ryan. Soon, both of them were standing shirtless. Then Troy began working on Ryan's pants. He undid the belt with practiced ease and then unfastened the button. Within seconds, Ryan's jeans lay pooled on the floor. He stood in front of Troy in only his light blue boxer briefs. Troy ran his fingers along the elastic band before sticking his thumbs in and slowly pulled them down.
The two kept eye contact before Troy looked his boyfriend over. Ryan was beautiful. He would never get tired of looking at the blond just like that. Ryan leaned in to kiss his boyfriend and then sat back on the bed.
"You have too many clothes on," Ryan said seductively. That was all the hint Troy needed and within seconds, he was as nude as his boyfriend.
He stood near the bed for a moment, letting Ryan take him in, just as he had, and then crawled on the bed, right on top of his boyfriend. The two kissed, their hands roaming all over the other's body. Ryan's hands glided down the sinewy back of his boyfriend and over the curve of his pert butt. He pulled Troy's body closer to his, causing their groins to come into contact, at which moment Troy let out a breathy moan into Ryan's mouth.
Troy then broke the kiss, leaving Ryan panting on the bed. He smiled at his boyfriend and then began leaving a trail of kisses down his body, over his smooth chest, down his flat stomach leading down past his belly button and then moving down to Ryan's hip, bypassing the flexure of his boyfriend's legs.
Ryan let out a groan of annoyance. Troy always did like to tease him like this.
After placing several soft kisses at the juncture of Ryan's hips, he moved down to his goal. He lifted Ryan's hard length up and gently slid his mouth over the crown. Ryan let out a soft cry of pleasure as Troy engulfed his entire length.
Troy began humming as he moved up and down Ryan's cock. Ryan didn't have the largest of endowments, but he was by no means small. In fact, the size was just perfect for Troy to pleasure him like this. And boy did he like pleasuring Ryan like this.
Ryan began to buck his hips, signaling to Troy that he had better slow down, or this would be finished all too soon. Troy pulled Ryan from his mouth and let it fall back to rest against Ryan's stomach.
"You like?" Troy questioned, as if he really needed to ask.
"Definitely," Ryan breathed out. "But I'd like something else more." He then held out his hands indicating for Troy to come up to him.
Troy moved deftly up the bed so he was face to face with his boyfriend. Ryan felt Troy's hard length pressing against his thigh and smiled. He remembered the first time he and Troy had done anything. He had been so nervous. And when he first saw Troy fully nude and hard, that nervousness had increased. His boyfriend was not small by any stretch of the imagination.
At first, Ryan didn't know if he would be able to fit it all in his mouth or in … well, you know. But they had gone slow, and it had turned out to be the most wonderful experience of his life. Only to be surpassed each and every time he and Troy were intimate with one another.
Ryan reached down to gently tug on his boyfriend's length. Troy closed his eyes and his breath hitched as Ryan began working his cock up and down, bringing him to full hardness.
"I want you now, Troy," Ryan whispered, bucking up into his boyfriend.
Troy then leaned over the side of the bed and began rummaging through the pockets in his pants. In just a few seconds, he was back on top of Ryan, now holding a small foil package.
"Put it on me?" he asked, giving Ryan the condom.
Ryan tore the foil and took the condom out. He reached down in between their bodies and gently rolled the condom over his boyfriend's straining erection. The two kissed before Troy leaned up and positioned himself between Ryan's legs.
Ryan moved his legs to give Troy better access. He wrapped his legs around Troy's waist. Troy grabbed Ryan's length and began to slowly pump it as he stretched his boyfriend, preparing him for what was to come. Ryan's moans became louder and louder as Troy's fingers stretched him to accommodate Troy's manhood.
"I'm ready, Troy," Ryan said, barely able to contain himself any longer.
With that, Troy lifted Ryan's legs over his shoulders and positioned himself at Ryan's entrance. "I love you," Troy said as he slowly pushed himself inside his boyfriend.
Ryan gasped as the familiar sensation of being filled consumed him. It was one of the most pleasurable sensations Ryan had ever experienced, the small twinge of pain barely recognizable anymore.
Troy began rocking himself into Ryan, grasping Ryan's hips for leverage. The only thing that could be heard in the room were the soft gasps coming from the two lovers.
"Troy, please," Ryan panted out in between his boyfriend's thrusts, "faster."
Troy grunted as he began to speed up. He loved being able to cause Ryan to lose all sense. He knew he was the only one to ever do this with Ryan, and he hoped he would be the only one ever. He loved the feeling of moving in and out of his boyfriend, giving as much pleasure as he was getting. Feeling Ryan surround him, their bodies moving against each other in the age old dance of lovers.
He moved Ryan's legs to wrap around his waist so that he could lean down and kiss his boyfriend. Ryan wrapped his arms around Troy's neck and crashed their mouths together, Troy still pumping in and out of him.
They were panting against one another, both enjoying the sensations being caused by the other's body. "God, Troy," Ryan panted. "So good … always so good."
"You, too, Ry," Troy said. "So good. So tight."
Ryan tightened his legs around Troy's waist, bring Troy deeper into his body. It was so good. Troy then reached in between the two of them and began fisting Ryan's cock. Within moments, Ryan was squirming even more, bucking into Troy's fist and then pushing himself deeper onto Troy's cock.
"I'm not going to last much longer, Ry," Troy said, thrusting frantically into his pliant boyfriend.
"Me either," Ryan gasped.
With several more pumps of Troy's fist, Ryan was spilling himself all over his stomach and Troy's hand. The constriction of Ryan around Troy's cock was the last straw for Troy as well and he was soon gasping as he released into the condom.
He then collapsed onto Ryan, both of them panting as the came down from their erotic high. They continued placing sloppy, lazy kisses all over one another's faces, Ryan's hands running up and down Troy's back.
Troy then moved from on top of his boyfriend, allowing himself to pull out of his boyfriend. Ryan hissed at the sensation of his legs regaining the blood flow. The pins-and-needles sensation was totally worth it once you took into account the pleasure he had just experienced.
Ryan smiled over at Troy, who smiled back, then rolled off the bed and walked into the bathroom to dispose of the condom. He came back out a moment later with a warm wash cloth. He sat next to Ryan and began wiping up all evidence of their love making from Ryan's stomach, he then reached down to wipe between his boyfriend's thighs. Ryan giggled at the new sensation.
Troy then tossed the cloth to the floor and moved to spoon against Ryan's warm, relaxed body. "That was amazing, Ry."
Ryan rolled over to face Troy and grinned up at him. "It's always good, babe." He then let out a big yawn.
"Go to sleep, love," Troy said, draping his arm across Ryan's body and bringing him closer. "I'll see you in the morning."
And that's how the two of them fell asleep, in the arms of the one they loved most.
A/N: Well, that was certainly different than what I had originally planned to write, but I hope you all enjoyed it anyway. I don't usually write scenes like this, so I hope I didn't mess it up too badly. Please read and review.