Forbidden Meeting

Jeff sighed and stared at his television unhappily. He did not want to be home at the moment. If he would have gotten his way, he would be out at a party right now, having the time of his life. But no, his dad and Matt wouldn't let him go. They had told him that fourteen years old was too young to be going out and running around like that. It was really all Matt's fault. He was the overly responsible one who was the one really saying no. Their dad was just so stressed about work and bills that he just relied on Matt's instincts to take care of Jeff. And that was absolutely frustrating to Jeff. No matter how many times he told Matt that his boyfriend Randy would never let anything happen to him, it wouldn't make a difference. In fact, every time Jeff brought Randy up, Matt would get more mad because Randy was a senior and Jeff was a freshman. Three years isn't that much of a difference, Jeff thought to himself. Not really. Besides, Randy is different from other guys. He's so much better than they all are.

There was a knock on the door. "Jeff?" Matt said. He tried to turn the knob but it was locked up tight. "Come on, just let me in."

"No!" Jeff yelled stubbornly. "Leave me alone!"

"Jeff come on--"

"I'm not listening! I'm not listening! I'm not listening!" Jeff put his hands over his ears while he chanted that over and over again. Was it the mature thing to do? Hell no. Did it work? Oh yeah. Matt eventually gave up and went back downstairs. Jeff took his hands off his ears and went back to just staring at the TV. This sucked. He was going to have to charm his dad into listening to Matt less and letting him go out and have some fun once in awhile.

A tapping at his window scared the hell out of him. He was almost tempted to let out a scream, but he managed to catch it when he saw that it was Randy trying to get himself let in. "Randy!" Jeff exclaimed as he opened the window. "What are you doing here? I thought you were going to be at the party!"

Randy climbed into the room. Before Jeff, he had been the most sought after single guy in the school. And now that he was dating Jeff, every single straight girl and gay guy were jealous of the young freshman. "I didn't want to go without you," Randy admitted. He watched as Jeff shut the window. "None of that stuff is fun if you're not there."

"Really?" Jeff asked, wondering what was so special about him.

"Really," Randy confirmed. He looked around the room in amusement. "I see you've taken a few artistic liberties with the place."

Jeff grinned. About a year and a half ago, he had taken a whole bunch of paint from the garage and had painted all kinds of crazy designs on the walls. Sure Matt had gotten mad when he had passed out from all the fumes, but to him, it was all worth it. "Yeah, it's nothing much," he said sheepishly.

"Nothing much? Come on Jeff, this is really good," Randy insisted. He cast a glance towards the door. "Is Matt here?"

Jeff nodded unhappily. "He's the meanie who told Dad not to let me out tonight."

"That sucks." Randy looked over to the door again. "Do you think he's going to come in here any time soon?"

Jeff shrugged. "I screamed at him the last time he tried to talk to me and usually when I do that, he leaves me alone until I come out of here."

Randy grinned. "So basically, if we stay somewhat quiet, Matt will feel no need to interrupt us."

"Yup, I--" Jeff was interrupted by Randy pressing their lips together. He immediately started kissing the older boy back, wrapping his around his neck and rubbing their groins together. Randy reached down and squeezed Jeff's ass as they stumbled backwards toward the bed. Jeff's kisses became sloppier as they became more frenzied, but he couldn't help himself. Randy had a way of driving him completely wild. Feeling mischievious, he pushed Randy down on to his bed. "Lose the shirt," he ordered as he started undoing Orton's jeans.

Randy smirked as he did just that. "Are you taking charge tonight baby?"

"Maybe," Jeff said as he pulled Randy's jeans off and tossed them across the room. Randy wasn't wearing underwear, just like usual. This is why we're so perfect for each other: we each think underwear is the devil. Jeff got down on his knees and began kissing and licking his way up Randy's legs and towards his groin. "Shush," he scolded when Randy impatiently grunted. "Are you trying to get us caught?"

Randy frowned. "I wasn't even that loud! Besides, you're the screamer here, not me!"

Jeff grinned and teasingly flicked his tongue over the head of Randy's cock. Randy raised an eyebrow, as if to ask "are you really going to try to drive me completely crazy when your brother is in the house and could come in and kill both of us?". And Jeff's answer to that was yes. The threat of Matt catching them actually excited him even more. Feeling his jeans tightening from his growing erection, he deep throated Randy without any warning, nearly choking on the thick legnth as the dark haired boy thrusted upwards.

"Sorry," Randy said softly as he realized what he did. "I didn't mean to. It's just...oh fuck Jeff, your mouth...."

If his mouth wasn't full of dick, Jeff would have smirked. He knew how good he was at sucking dick. It was just a talent that had come naturally to him. Making sure to keep his full body weight on the lower half on Randy's body so he couldn't get choked again, he slowly moved his head back up until the whole thing was almost out of his mouth. Then, after nibbling and sucking on the head just a little bit, he took the whole thing back in with one swift motion.

Randy began breathing really fast. "Jeff wait, I'm gonna--"

Jeff just sucked harder, not satisfied until he felt Randy's cum shoot down his throat. He swallowed as much as he could, but some of it still overflowed and got on his chin. Finally removing his mouth, he wiped the little bit of seed off his face and licked it off his finger. Randy's eyes glazed over and suddenly Jeff was the one who was pinned down on the bed. Jeff moaned as Randy sucked on his lower lip, bruising it just a little bit. His clothes disappeared in a matter of seconds, and he soon found himself trying to contain his slutty moans. Randy didn't help this with any of his actions. First he kissed Jeff's jawline, then his neck and collarbone before moving down to his chest, stopping to bite and lick the nipples until they were painful nubs. Then he kissed his way down Jeff's belly and lingered on the hip bones before finally getting to the thighs. Jeff whimpered and tried to move his groin closer to Randy's mouth, but Randy was more interested in biting the sensitive flesh on the inside of Jeff's thighs.

"Randy!" Jeff whimpered, trying not to speak too loudly. Just because the danger of Matt finding them turned him on, that didn't mean he actually wanted Matt to walk in. If Matt walked in, Randy was going to have to run for his life and Jeff would be stuck trying to get rid of a hard on that no amount of masturbating would be able to satisfy properly. He gasped as he felt the skin break and he had to grab a pillow so he could cover his mouth as he let out a slight moan as Randy sucked on the blood.

After giving the other thigh the same treatment, Randy wrapped his mouth Jeff's dick while putting two fingers into him, stretching him as quickly as he could. Jeff nearly suffocated himself with the pillow as his moans became louder and more frequent. He was aware that he really needed to stay quiet, but he couldn't. Randy's touch was like a drug to him and he always felt like he needed more.

Finally Randy took his mouth and fingers away. "Come here baby," he whispered, taking the pillow away from Jeff's face. He entered Jeff gently, kissing him to stifle his moans. Jeff wrapped his arms around Randy, clawing at the strong, tan back. "Oh fuck," he whimpered. "Fuck me harder Randy."

"The bed's going to make squeak and shit if I fuck you too much harder," Randy replied. "Matt--"

"Please," Jeff begged, writhing around and making himself look desperate. "Oh please baby, I need you so bad."

Randy licked his lips before thrusting into the younger boy as hard as he could Both Jeff and Randy had to put their hands over Jeff's mouths to muffle the scream that came out of him. His world began to spin as Randy fucked him good and hard, the pleasure overriding his common sense completely. He let out another scream as he came, somewhat aware that Randy had come to while he was lost in his sea of pleasure.

Suddenly there was a loud pounding on the door. "What the fuck is going on in there Jeff?" Matt yelled. "Is that asshole in there with you?"

Randy's eyes widened and he jumped off of Jeff like somebody literally lit his ass on fire. Jeff got up too and tried to help Randy get back into his clothes.

"You've got three seconds to open this door or I'm breaking it open!" Matt threatened. "And if Orton's in there, he's fucking dead!"

"I'll see you later babe," Randy whispered, giving Jeff a qick kiss.

"Okay," Jeff said. He quickly threw his own clothes back on as Randy escaped out the window. Matt was already trying to break down the door, and Jeff quickly opened it up as soon as Randy was gone, causing Matt to fall into the room.

"Where is he?" Matt asked, getting back up to his feet and trying to regain his dignity a little bit. "I know he was in here."

Jeff just smirked and left the room. He didn't care if Matt got pissed. One way or another, he always got to do what he wanted, and that was the way things were going to stay.

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