Chapter 10

Glaring sun met Turbo's eyes as he stepped out of Silver's passenger seat on December 17th, a Sunday. He was outfitted in what he felt dressy in: black jeggings, a lime-green-and-purple striped dress shirt with sleeves rolled up (and opened several buttons down, I might add), a white tie with a design of black music staves, and black-and-white plaid Converses with lime-green laces.

The orange cat took a deep breath as he held Silver's hand and they walked together to the entrance of BNCA's music center. "I'm so nervous."

"Why?"

"Even though I've had so many recitals and exams and stuff, I still get nervous before anything like this: I'm worried I might mess up and completely blow the whole thing, I'm worried my hair will look messed up, or my clothes will be wrinkly or stained—"

"Baby," Silver interrupted, stopping and turning Turbo towards him, "You're beautiful and amazingly talented; don't ever forget that," he added as he stroked Turbo's cheek and ran his hands through his hair. "You'll do great." Silver embraced him affectionately.

But then the silver hedgehog saw a blue blur out of the corner of his eye. He looked into its direction and locked eyes with none other than Sonic! He was out jogging (shirtless) with another, taller shirtless guy with long, red hair; as they practically stared at each other, both hedgehogs saw a hint of pain in the other's eyes. But then Sonic, clearly making note of the short, cute boy Silver was holding tenderly, turned away and kept on running. Silver saw that Sonic and the other guy were holding hands as they ran. Away

But Turbo didn't notice anything. Wow, I've never had someone say stuff that nice to me before, he thought warmly. "Okay," he said, encouraged.

After the two of them finished their rather long hug, Turbo glanced at his watch and noticed the time. "Oh, my God—it's 1:58; the thing's supposed to start at 2:00—we need to get going!"

He grasped Silver's hand and walked briskly into the music center and up the stairs that led to the small auditorium where the student recital was being held. They picked up a program and entered the room just as the first performer, a small child only appearing to be a pre-schooler or kindergartener, started to play, her legs swinging far above the floor.

The two boyfriends quietly took their seats in the back row. Turbo flipped open the program and found his name only at the very end. "Oh, it looks like we didn't really need to hurry," he whispered to Silver, showing him the program and pointing out his name.

Silver nodded. "It's okay."

Nearly an hour later, it was finally Turbo's turn to perform. He ambled up the few steps to the stage and seated himself at the large, well-tuned, sleek, black grand piano. He took out his sheet music and began playing a quite slow and graceful, but at the same time technical, classical piece. Though he stumbled a few times, he managed to finish strongly with an overall good recitation.

But now came the biggie. He had made a piano transcription of one of his favorite electronically synthesized songs. Not only was it difficult and long, but he had to play it from memory as well. He could feel anxiety beginning to churn up inside him again and his hands grew sweaty.

But all he had to do was look out into the crowd and see his boyfriend's smiling face. He smiled back, took a deep breath, and plunged head-first into the song. It started out quiet and mysterious, but quickly became intense, passionate, and vivacious. Turbo's fingers moved swiftly and fluently across the piano's entire keyboard.

As the song ended with only two notes held out and fading away, the audience's sincere applause already started ringing out loudly, resonating acoustically throughout the auditorium. Turbo stood up and took a confident bow. As he walked off the stage and towards the back, he could somehow just tell that Silver was clapping the most enthusiastically.

"You were amazing!" he congratulated.

"Thanks, honey," Turbo replied, giving his boyfriend a hug.

They walked out together, having to stop several times to hear praises for Turbo's performance from others. As they strolled outside, the sun was already half-sunk, now just giving off a gentle radiance.

"Let's take a picture," Silver suggested, pulling out his phone.

"'Kay-'kay."

Silver draped an arm around his boyfriend's shoulder and snapped a photo of the two of them with his free hand. They looked at their captured, smiling faces together, laughing a little.

As Silver put his phone away, he encircled Turbo's waist with his left arm and caressed his cheek with his right hand. "You really were awesome, sweetie," he reiterated.

"Thanks," Turbo answered, giggling as he gazed into Silver's bright eyes.

"Seriously, you really were; how long have you been playing?"

"About ten years, I think."

Silver's eyes widened. "That's so…impressive." He dropped his voice a bit, leaning in a bit closer, lost in Turbo's eyes.

"Thanks, babe. You're so good to me; I don't think I've ever been…more in love…"

Silver's heart fluttered. "I…I love you."

"I love you too." They leaned in yet closer and Silver wrapped his lips around Turbo's sweetly and lovingly; the kiss was filled with ardent passion.

Their lips parted and Turbo reflected on what had just happened. That was my first kiss with Silver…and the first I've ever had with a guy! He was filled with an insatiable desire for more. "Kiss me again!"

Silver planted his lips on Turbo's in an even more fervently amorous, sexy kiss. The silver hedgehog's judgment was clouding over with pleasure and exhilaration. I…I want more—I can't hold it in any longer! Silver wordlessly interrupted their kiss to grab Turbo's arm and yank him towards his car.

As Turbo practically fell into Silver's backseat with him, he knew what was coming. Waves of excitement and testosterone coursed through his veins; but was he ready for this?

Silver tugged at Turbo's tie possessively as he lip-locked with him hornily and unbuttoned Turbo's shirt. Silver's hand reached around him and slowly pushed its way down into his jeans, stroking his rear. Turbo moaned as he felt two fingers penetrate his anus.

Silver flipped Turbo's body over and his large, healthy erection pressed against it. After unzipping his skinny khakis, he started pulling off Turbo's tight jeans when the orange cat stopped him. "Babe…I-I don't want to do that," he affirmed, regaining his self-control.

"Huh…?"

"I'm a virgin—and I want to stay that way until I'm married."

"B-but…" Silver seemed more than disappointed. "Come on, sweetie—we love each other, right?"

"Well, yeah."

"Then it's okay. Come on—let's have some fun!"

"No." Turbo's voice was breaking half in sadness and half in anger. "Please, please don't push me beyond my morals." Turbo turned and faced Silver with a plaintive, hurt look. "If you really loved me, you wouldn't."

That hit the silver hedgehog somewhere deep. "Okay, baby. I promise I won't do that again."

"Thank you." Turbo kissed him, but then looked down and saw Silver's massive boner. God damn it! That looks so…luscious! A blowjob doesn't count as sex…right? "But I could lick you if you want," he offered, running his tongue along his teeth and letting his shirt fall off of him.

Silver's eyes widened in a mixture of mild shock and excitement. But then his face broke out in a naughty smile. "Sure."

He thrusted his hips up and leaned back. Turbo started out with pulling off Silver's shirt and teasing his nipples a bit with his tongue. He kissed his way down his torso all the way to his penis. He licked very skillfully for a first-timer, deep-throating the big thing and sucking hard.

"Ah…that feels…so incredible." Silver's groans increased in volume and intensity as Turbo licked and sucked faster.

Damn! This is such a big, thick, hard cock! Turbo remarked to himself as he grunted in heat and stroked Silver's inner thighs. Silver's pleasure rose higher and higher, until—

"Mm!" An endless flood of semen started spewing out of Silver's penis, drenching his legs and filling Turbo's mouth. Turbo sat up and embraced Silver passionately, tonguing his mouth and exchanging saliva and semen.

Silver was in heaven. He closed his eyes and savored his kiss. Maybe they wouldn't have sex, but that didn't matter, because he knew that he and Turbo had never been closer and their love had never been stronger…


Fuck it! Why does Turbo get to have Silver the Hedgehog? McKenna despaired in heated jealousy, unable to concentrate on Physical Science homework. I'm the one who deserves him! Why can't it be me?!

What could she do? Where could she turn? No guy had ever wanted to date her (and, frankly, the ones she was around on a daily basis at school weren't exactly attractive); but then, in walks Silver and he gets snatched up!

Wait. An clever scheme was evolving in her mind. They're both in the choir with me, aren't they?