The room was full of thick, musty air. The smell of sweat swam through the apartment and the sounds of a squeaking mattress echoed. With one final moan, Peeta fell to his side next to the boy on the bed. It had been some time since Peeta's first time and it seemed all him and Austin ever did was fuck. He laid onto his back, his neck twisted to the side as he watched the black haired boy light a blunt and blow the smoke out, watching it swirl and rise into clouds until they fade away. He held it out towards Peeta offering him a smoke but he just shook his head.
"It won't kill you" Austin said, taking another drag.
"I know. Just don't feel the need for drugs" He raised himself up and swiveled around the side of the bed so that he sat on the edge. "You want a drink?" He asked.
"If you're offering" Austin answered, closing his eyes and leaning his head back against the headboard. Peeta stood up and searched around the floor trying to locate his underwear. Picking up the black boxer briefs he walked away from the bed toward the kitchen, hopping and stumbling as he climbed into the boxers as he walked.
"Those are mine" Austin then shouted from the bed.
"Shit, sorry." Peeta replied, he took hold of the hem of them and began to push them down.
"Don't worry, I'll just keep yours. Call it sharing." Austin spoke as he stood up and looked over at the underwear that hung from the lamp next him. He followed Peeta on into the kitchen who stood in the fridge, he then wrapped his arms around his waist and started kissing the side of his neck much to Peeta's surprise.
"What you want?" Peeta asked as he looked into the fridge, his head tilted to the side as Austin's mouth was attached to his neck. He didn't reply and continued placing kisses, trailing them around to his jaw line.
"What I really want is for you to suck me off" He whispered into his ear.
"I meant - "
"I know what you meant." Austin interrupted, closing the refrigerator door and gently pushed his crotch into Peeta, the pressure being felt just at the small of his back.
"It'll be quick, I got to get home, remember." Peeta said turning around, pushing him back to the table behind. Falling to his knees, he took Austin's manhood in his hand and it began growing immediately.
Their tongues battled with one another as Peeta's hand roamed over Austin's shirtless body. He pulled away and opened the car door.
"I'll text you tonight" Peeta said leaning down, his head in the car.
"Better be a dirty one" Austin teased taking the handbrake off. Peeta just shook his head and closed the door. Walking into the shop he held the door open for Mags who was coming in for a mid day drink.
"He's handsome" She said.
"Yeah, his is." Peeta smiled, pulling a seat out for her. He quickly jogged through kitchen and up the stairs where he collided into his shirtless brother. "You're bigger." He stated looking down at his brother.
"What?" Lloyd replied in confusion.
"You're bigger? Have you been working out?" He said.
"Yeah, I have actually." He said with a smug smile, knowing his effort was paying off.
"You look good, more defined." He said walking away to his room.
"Peet." Lloyd stopped him. He turned around and raised his eyebrows. "Mom's pissed at you."
"The fuck have I done now." He said letting out a breath.
"Twice you haven't turned up for work. The first time I was here to save your ass, told her you were working on a school project but the second time I wasn't around." Lloyd said.
"Fine, whatever. It's not the end of the world." Peeta said and walked past Lloyd and walked down the stairs, with a bounce in his step. Striding into the kitchen he saw his mother and took a breath.
"Sorry, I couldn't make it to work. I was with Gale, working on a project." He said, scanning the fridge for a snack.
"Oh, Gale. You were with Gale." His mother said, her arms folded.
"Yeah. I would've told you but I stayed over his and my phone died and his charger doesn't fit mine - "
"Cut the bullshit, Peeta."
"What! I was with Gale doing school work. It's no bullshit." He said rolling his eyes, taking a swig from the bottle of cola he swiped from the fridge.
"Peeta, I have eyes. That wasn't Gale's car" He took another deep breath and let his arms fall to the floor. "Moving here was a inconvenience, I know. So I'm okay with you taking the day off work every now and then. But twice, without telling me. Then to lie to my face about where you were." Her voice was rising, the anger was building in her throat.
"Ok. It was Austin. I was - "
"It's too late to start telling the truth now. We're trying to run a business here, Peeta. You have to let us know." He nodded and a silence fell onto the room. "So you decide, you either make up for the time you cost us next week or you go for 2 weeks, no work and no pay." Peeta opened his mouth to speak, to say 'that's not fair' and his mother raised her eyebrows waiting for the words to fall from his mouth, but Peeta realised how childish that would be. It is fair.
"Fine. No work and no pay." He said.
"Ok. Next week we have interviews here, we need the extra help. We never expected to be doing well so soon." She said with a smile on her face.
"Can I go now?" He asked in his impatient teenage manner. She nodded and he turned to leave. After having a dinner he went up to his room, turning on the light to illuminate the room.
He laid on his bed in his underwear and took his phone from his pocket and clicked on the message string between him and Austin.
"Hey" He started.
"The fuck is this" Austin replied.
"What you mean?"
" 'Hey'. That's all?"
"What are you on about?"
"You promised me before you left something dirty" Peeta laughed. He thought about the moment they parted ways and smiled. Austin's cheeky manner really got to him. The phone vibrated in his hand.
"Well?" Austin said. Peeta then removed the underwear from his body and began to masturbate. The member grew in his hand and he took a picture and clicked send.
"Now that's better" Austin replied.
"You make me so horny" Peeta said.
"Oh. Cringe. You just ruined it. Stay over mine tonight. I'll take you to school tomorrow."
"I don't think my parents would let me" Peeta sent. Austin's reply was his own version of Peeta's picture, himself in the mirror, his hard member in his hand.
"Come pick me up" Peeta replied. After asking his dad if he could stay over and receiving a yes, he packed a bag of, grabbing random clothes from the wardrobe and the floor as well as his toothbrush.
Their night began in the car, making out together between the seats outside the building. Then in the room they kissed against the door, quickly discarding their garments. Austin picked Peeta up and pushed his throbbing member inside of him. His moans echoed loudly as he was held up off the floor against the wall, being fucked into oblivion. Moving from the door to the bedroom, Austin pounded into the smaller lad and moaned himself, swinging his head around as he fucked him roughly taking no effort in being gently. He tugged Peeta's head back by his hair as he thrust faster and deeper into him. Peeta came as Austin began to circle his hips. And then came again later. Eventually Austin pulled out from him and ejaculated his fresh warm semen over Peeta's back, moaning out in pleasure as he did so. He fell to sit back down on Peeta and tried to catch his breath. It felt like minutes, the way the fucked so hard but looking over at the clock Austin saw it had been over half an hour since they pulled up outside the apartment.
"I think that was the best yet." Peeta spoke, his voice muffled by the bed his face was planted in. A noise of agreement was all Austin managed to utter. "Fucking hell. That was so. Fucking. Good. My ass hurts, but oh my god." Austin couldn't speak and he wanted to shut Peeta up so he lent down and licked up from Peeta's body, the still warm, white seed that spilled from himself.
"Did you just eat your own fucking cum?" Peeta said, turning around. The Austin kissed him, the salty liquid still in his mouth passed partly between the two.
"and now you are too."
"You look so hot right now." Peeta said, looking into the other's eyes as they laid next to eachother on the bed.
"Peet. I have a question." Austin said, sitting up. Peeta then sat up waiting to listen.
"Where are we, right now" he spoke.
"Oh, umm" Peeta said as he thought. He never really thought about where him and Austin were heading. But it dawned on him how the weeks had flown by an all he thought about was fucking him. He never stopped for a moment to think of each other romantically.
"I mean. We're fucking right and it's good." Peeta said as he realised the silence had gone on for too long, but still he was thinking about them.
"Right. Okay. Good." Austin said. "Well, we're both so young right now. And you've just had the Finnick thing. And I mean, between us. There's all this lust."
"Where are you going with this?" Peeta was puzzled.
"Are you happy right now?" He asked.
"I guess so. This past however many weeks, I've never really thought about anything else, concerning us that is, other than sex." Peeta admitted.
"And is that . . . ok?" Austin questioned.
"Well, yeah. I'm 17"
"Good. We're - because of everything - we're not exclusive right. Purely just sex between two people. I like you Peeta, but you know me. I'm a just sex kinda guy. I don't even have a job. Aside from fucking there's not a lot I do." Peeta looked away for a moment and processed what was just said.
"Fuck buddies." He said. Austin smiled at Peeta's clarification. "I never settled on anything with Finnick, and that's what fucked it up. So yes. You and me are friends. That's all." Peeta said, then Austin began kissing at his neck.
"Friends who like to fuck" He spoke into the skin. Peeta laughed but pushed him away and curled up under the duvet.
"Just go to sleep." He said and let Austin curl up to him.
"When you going to come over next?" Austin asked as they sat outside of the school in the car. Swarms of students flowed around the car and poured into the building.
"Don't know. Whenever I'm free." Peeta said as he fixed his hair in the mirror or the car.
"Text me then?" Peeta just nodded. Opening the door and picking the backpack up from between his legs. Swinging it around onto his back he closed the door and walked away towards the doors of the school. Just outside the entrance stood his friends. Gale and Rae stood next to each other with their bodies touching like they couldn't be separated. Johanna, Katniss and Madge stood together talking among themselves and to the right of them all, Finnick stood alone. His eyes gazed at Peeta who walked towards them all with his head down. He clenched his teeth as he watched the black car drive away. Jealousy stirred within him and it was like his stomach dropped. He really did care for Peeta, and seeing him in the car with Austin was like a knife to chest. He stormed off in the building. Gale was about to call out to him, then he Peeta began walking up the steps and he silenced himself understanding why.
Making their way to third period, gym, and Gale took the opportunity to speak out to Peeta. He stopped him before they walked into the locker room.
"Peet." He said, with his arm out against the wall, stopping him from walking past.
"What is it?" He said.
"I think Finnick is, a little upset." Peeta just rolled his eyes.
"Why? He's the one who fucked up" His voice was bitter.
"He's been upset, obviously, but he stormed off when you turned up. What's happened now?" He asked.
"Nothing. I haven't spoken to him." He said. Gale just raised an eyebrow. Peeta thought for a moment.
"Damn. He must have seen Austin."
"Fuck. It was him who dropped you off." Peeta nodded. "You should have told him. None of us have. It was up to you to tell him."
"Why? Why do I have to tell him anything?"
"Peeta. You guys can't be acting the way you are, like enemies. You've got to make up. It's stressful on all of us, having to make separate plans and everything just so you guys aren't together, and none of us are going to go upsetting him by telling him you're fucking other guys. Talk about fucking gossip"
"It's not my fault that he was such a dick to me."
"It was fucking Glimmer. Even the teachers call her a slut. If anyone is to blame it's her."
"That's not the point." Peeta argued.
"None of that matters now." He said. Peeta just stood there and sighed. "You need to make amends. Because I know you don't hate him - "
"Oh I do" Peeta cut in.
"No, you really don't." Gale revealed. "Finnick is a bit of slut admittedly, but he had his eyes set on you. But since you left he's been worse than ever. He's been drinking and fucking anyone and everything. He came onto Katniss. Even came onto me, multiple times. You seriously need to help him reach some sort of closure because God knows for how long he's going to be turning up at my house, pissed as fuck, trying to stick a tongue down my throat." The image made Peeta giggle, and Gale admitted to himself it was quite amusing and joined in.
"Alright. But for your sake, and everyone else's." Peeta said after taking a breath.
"Good." Gale replied and they walked into the locker room. "Hang around a bit before going in. He purposely turns up late not to bump into you." Peeta nodded.
After getting changed he sat down on the bench between the lockers as the room emptied and waited for Finnick to come in. Within minutes the boy jogged into the room, rushing to get changed, taking off his shirt as he walked. He stopped frozen when he saw Peeta.
"Peeta! You're - ummm" He sputtered out.
"We need to talk." Peeta said bluntly whilst standing up.
"No. No we don't." Finnick said, diverting his eyes from the boy and opening the locker.
"Yes we do" Peeta demanded.
"No Peeta. We really don't." Finnick shouted back, taking off his jeans. He stopped for a moment and caught his breath to try and calm himself. He looked down to the floor and then picked his head up again to look at Peeta. "Ok. Talk." He said.
"I'm sorry, if in any way I've hurt you."
"Me too." He spoke back glumly.
"I've moved on now and realise that it probably wasn't you who - doesn't matter. But Gale has told me everything, I think and you need to fuck up. I don't know if it's some sort of payback for what I did but you need to stop, not for me but for Gale. And Johanna, and everyone else. It's reached the point where it's quite pathetic. Turning up pissed at people's houses, trying to fuck them when clearly they don't want to. It's pretty damn stupid"
"I know" Finnick sighed.
"Good." Peeta stated. A momentary silence passed over them.
"You and Austin" Finnick started. At first alarm bells went off in Peeta's head, but he realised he should hear Finnick out, tell him the truth. "Are you guys, something of an item?"
"No. We're sort of just, fucking. One friend helping out another" Peeta said uncomfortably.
"Oh. Okay." was all Finnick could say.
"Are we okay then?" Peeta asked and earned a nod in reply. "Cool. So . . . friends?"
"Friends." Finnick agreed and smiled.
"Now hurry up and get changed. Or not. It's a nice sight." Peeta teased and walked away. Finnick just smiled as he fiddled with the tank top that he held in his hand.
Fourth period was art class and Peeta took his usual seat at the back. Shortly afterwards Cato walked in. He wore a grey v-neck t-shirt that clung to his chest and fell down enough to show the ridge between his pecs, and he had an olive green coat on top that was fleeced around the hood as well as a fairly dark pair of blue skinny jeans that were slightly faded and worn at certain points. He came to the back and sat next to Peeta, taking off his jacket and placing in onto the stool to sit in. Peeta watched as the sleeves came off and his large arms became visible, bulging out of the short sleeves.
"How are you?" Peeta said, shaking his head away from the young Adonis.
"I'm good, and yourself?" Cato asked, leaning onto the desk.
"Good, thanks." The class was spent preparing for a group project. Cato and Peeta had to work together as the only two from their table, not that either of them complained. Most of their time however was spent messing about instead of working. The bell rang for lunch and Peeta was about to walk the other way but Cato stopped him and asked to spend lunch with him. Peeta agreed and they made their way to the dinner hall. Sitting at the table they started talking.
"So, are you and Finnick still . . . ?" Cato asked,
"Nah" Peeta replied. "Things got complicated and it ended. We're okay now though, sort of."
"You seeing anyone else?" He asked under the noise that continues to rise in the room for the chattering people around.
"Yes. Well. No." He corrected himself.
"I don't understand" Cato responded.
"I'm with this guy, Austin, but we're not exclusive or anything" Peeta said fiddling with he bottle cap in his hand.
"Oh" was all Cato said, I smirk crept up onto his face. "What's this Austin guy like?" He asked.
"Oh you know. He's pretty cool guy. We get along very well. He was there for me during the whole Finnick scenario." Peeta lifted up his water to drink from.
"So you guys just fuck?" Cato bluntly asked. Peeta choked on the water, shocked by Cato's question.
"Um that's a bit - " he started.
"Please, Peeta. Sex isn't something to be ashamed of. You can talk about it casually. We're all the same, we all get urges and we all do it so no point being modest about it." Cato stated.
"Well who do you fuck then?" Peeta teased back.
"Oh, it's been a short while since I got with someone." He said, looking to his left.
"Really? When you look like that? I don't believe it." Cato blushed slightly.
"I haven't. I've had a slight dry spell." He said.
"Well, when was the last time?" Peeta asked.
"I think, first day of term so about 3/4 months ago now."
"Well that's not too bad. I was still a virgin then." Peeta joked.
"Yeah, with some kid in the year bellow. This hot guy I've never even noticed before." He said.
"Oh God. It wasn't my brother was it." Cato laughed.
"No, it wasn't Lloyd."
"You know him?" Peeta asked.
"Yeah. He tried out for the football team. Then I set him up with that girl."
"Which one? There are many." Peeta rolled his eyes.
"When you look like that there's bound to be" Cato joked. "Bit of a slut then is he?"
"A lot of a slut" Peeta corrected.
"Yeah well, he's a pretty decent guy. I gave him a few bulking up pointers too." he added.
"Well you'll be glad to know they're working well" Cato smiled at him.
"So why don't you come over mine sometime over Christmas break. We can do some work on that art project, or just hang out. You know, whatever you fancy" Cato stumbled out nervously. Peeta smiled.
"Yeah sure, sounds fun." He said.
"Good. I'll drop you a message at some point." At that point the school bell rang to signal the end of lunch, English, which he spent with Katniss before he went home for the day but just minutes after arriving he received the usual, dirty text from Austin and found himself sneaking out and back in during the night.