Henry made a disgusted face after Richie shook his hand. Had Henry been messing with him about the whole being friends now? Henry pulled his hand back and stared at the black bloody mess that was smeared between his fingers. He held his arm away from himself and started to dry heave, looking away. Oops, he had completely forgot he just crushed an alien clown heart in his bare hands.
Richie took off unbuttoned Hawaiian shirt, shrugged and wiped his hands on it. He was pretty sure that nasty crap would destroy his clothes, but it was totally worth it. "Here," he said and offered it to Henry. He grabbed the stained Hawaiian from him. Henry wiped his hands on it too and handed it back. Richie took it and tossed it into a random bush. It smelled like sewage and it would most likely fuck up his washer.
Eddie walked up to Henry and held up his closed knife with his index and thumb, "Here's your knife back. It's pretty gross, you should probably disinfect it with bleach when you get home." Henry muttered a thanks and grabbed it.
He stared at the dirty pocket knife in his hand, "I'm really sorry about how my friends and I treated you guys. I was so afraid if anyone found out about me, about us. If people ever suspected us, we'd be outcasts at school. That's no excuse though for all the shit we put you guys through. Thank you Richie for encouraging me to stand up for myself, no one has ever done that expect for Patrick." Henry looked up and smiled at Patrick walking up beside him.
Richie smiled, "I meant it, you're not alone. I know it seems now the world is against us, but I promise it'll get better."
"What do you mean against us?" Patrick asked.
"You guys aren't the only gay guys in this small town," Eddie said and walked over and held Richie's left hand that wasn't as gross.
Henry stared at Eddie blankly and started to laugh. "No offense, but it was pretty obvious you guys were gay."
"I already assumed you guys were together," Patrick added.
Eddie had a cute pout, "What do you mean by that?"
"First of all, I've seen you wear pink shirts and sometimes these short shorts that looks like you're trying to rival Daisy Duke." Richie couldn't help, but snort at that.
"I do not, in no way look like Daisy Duke! What about Richie then?" Eddie pouted and crossed his arms.
"Oh, him? I noticed they way he looks at you and he always touching you and not the others." Henry said.
"I guess Bev isn't the only one who noticed," Richie muttered. He really thought he was more subtle than that.
Henry held his palm out, with his pocket knife on it, "I want you have it. I'm really sorry about hurting your fat friend-I mean the new kid. I don't know what came over me. It was like an uncontrollable urge took over my body. I swear I just wanted to scare him. I hope you don't think I'm lying, but I don't exactly remember doing it. Kinda like how you remember parts of a dream, but you don't remember the whole thing, just bits and pieces of it."
Richie stared at the pocket knife for a sec before pocketing it, "I think Pennywise was manipulating you, that fucking clown monster. He had a way of making people not take notice to all the strange shit happening in this town. It's why the cops don't seem to care about the missing people. I don't know how much he's been influencing this town."
Richie went to check on Pennywise's lifeless corpse. He looked all dried up like a gray ashy raisin, pieces were cracking off him, floating a few feet and dissolved. The black blood around the area seemed to evaporate and fade out of existence. Even the slimness and black stain on his hands faded away. Eddie went over to the bush where he tossed his Hawaiian shirt on and it was like steam was coming off the material. Eddie shook it out and sniffed it before handing it back to Richie.
"Damn, I wanted to keep it's head like a trophy, "Patrick said.
"Maybe that's not a good idea. People would think you killed a birthday clown or something. Good luck trying to explain it's actually a shape shifting alien that just looks like a clown," Richie said.
Henry chuckled, "Good point."
Richie and Eddie walked hand in hand down the street. He couldn't quite place it, but it felt like the air was somehow nicer. Like an invisible fog that covered the town was lifted. The oppressive haze that once covered everything in Derry, was gone and replaced with sunshine and color. Like breathing fresh air, after being in LA smog for so long you forgot what clean air smelt like.
Richie stopped to wrap his arms around Eddie's slim waist, burying his face in his warm neck. His body trembled as he cried out in relief, "It's finally over and you're still here."
He did it, they did it. They killed that fucking clown once and for all. A huge lump formed in his throat. Even though he changed the future and saved Eddie from getting killed by Pennywise, guilt washed over him, he wasn't able to save Bill's little brother Georgie. His body shook as tears ran down his face, Eddie rubbed his back in comforting circles and held him tighter.
Richie pulled a little out the hug and wiped the tears staining his cheeks. Eddie cupped his face with his small hands and pulled him down for. He closed his eyes when Eddie's soft warm lips touched his slightly chapped lips. Eddie swiped his the tip of his tongue along Richie's lips, wetting them. He never considered the hypochondriac would be into that, today has been full of surprises though. Richie slowly met his tongue with his own, just in case he totally read the situation wrong. Eddie responded by rubbing his tongue along his and moaning, the sound made his cock twitch.
"Grandma, what are those two boys doing?" He jerked away from Eddie, face burning hot. They got a little carried away, making out in the middle of the sidewalk.
There was a young boy with a plastic robot toy in one small hand and he pointed a small finger in their direction. He assumed the old lady was said grandma, sitting in a rocking chair bench on the front pouch of a small house. She covered his eyes with a wrinkly spotted hand and thrusted her metal cane at them, "Heavens to Betsy! You boys should know better than to such things in front of a small child."
Richie snorted, she was acting like they whipped their dicks out and started jerking off. "Oh, geez I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to kiss my boyfriend here in front of this small innocent child. He shouldn't know two guys can fall in love."
"Look here, you little turd! I don't give two hoots about guys kissing, but you two basically had your tongues down each other's throats!"
Eddie smacked his shoulder and hissed, "What the hell's wrong with you, Richie? Apologize to her, now."
Richie thought she was yelling at them because they were two guys kissing, he rubbed his arm in embarrassment, "Sorry, ma'am. I assumed you were upset because we're gay."
"I believe love is love. In fact, my daughter is in love with a woman and this here is my adopted grandson," she said fondly and patted his shoulder.
"What's 'adopted' mean, grandma?" his thin eye brows furrowed in confusion.
She sighed, "Oh, fiddlesticks…"
They walked up to the front door to Eddie's house. Eddie turned to hold a finger up to his lips and took out his house keys. They fell out his hand and he bent down to pick them up. Richie gave his cute butt a quick little slap. Eddie jerked up with his keys in hand and shot him an adorable glare, his face beet red. He unlocked the door and slowly opened it.
Mrs. Kaspbrak wrapped her big arms around Eddie as soon as he opened the door, "Eddie Bear, how's your day?"
"It was great, mommy," he choked out.
Richie expected her to leer at him when she finally noticed him standing there. He flinched when she suddenly let go of Eddie and moved towards him. He stood there dumbfounded when she hugged him just as warmly as she did her son.
She let him go and gestured them in, "Well, don't just stand there, silly. Come in, come in. Great timing, Eddie bear. I woke up and had the strangest urge to pickup some cookie dough at the market to bake a batch of fresh chocolate chip cookies."
Eddie looked back at him so confused, he starting looking around like it was some kind a prank show. Like he was gonna find some hidden cameras in the bushes or something. Richie shrugged and whispered, "Doesn't the town feel somehow different, since we killed Pennywise?"
"I thought I was imagining it. This is so weird."
The warm sweet smell of fresh baked chocolate chip cookies filled the living room as Richie closed the door behind him. He was sorta beginning to wonder if he didn't really kill Pennywise and the clown was doing a shitty job pretending to Eddie's overbearing mom. His stomach growled just as Mrs. K came in with a plate of cookies and set them on the coffee table. They mumbled out a thanks before, him and Eddie sat side by side on the couch in front of the table. He took a cookie and started eating it.
"Will you be staying over for dinner, Richie?" She asked politely with a smile. She never invited him for dinner, usually Eddie had to beg just to hangout with him. She always seemed to think he would take her poor sweet boy. Well, he couldn't really blame her, Eddie was all she had.
He swallowed the cookie before answering, "Sure, Mrs. K. If that's all right with you. I should call my mom to let her know." Shit, he didn't really think that one through, he hadn't heard her voice in years.
"Oh darn. I didn't buy anything for dinner while I was out," she picked up her small pink purse off the table, "You boys enjoy the cookies while I go back out to shop for dinner." She slipped out the door, the sound the car engine starting, before it faded in the distance.
"I think she hasn't baked cookies since dad was alive," Eddie stared at the cookie in his hand before taking a small bite, a tear slipped down his cheek as he chewed, "They taste exactly like they used to."
He wiped his face after he ate the cookie and turned to hug Richie, "Thank you so much for giving me back my mom. Ever since my dad died, she's been a completely different person. It was like living with a stranger."
"That reminds me, I need to call my mom," Richie slipped out of the embrace and walked over to the wooden kitchen counter where the phone was. He picked up the red telephone and stared at the white plastic buttons. When was the last time he had to remember someone's number let alone his mom's. He spun around, the phone cord wrapped around his midsection, "Hey Eds, I feel really stupid right now, but what's my home number?"
Eddie smiled with full cheeks like a chipmunk. He tried to replay, but cookie crumbs fell out his mouth as he did. So he went over and dialed for him. Richie pinched his cute cheek, turned back around and held up the phone to his ear. Eddie hugged him from behind as the phone rang a few times, before the familiar voice of his mom.
"Hello? Is someone there?" it was so odd hearing her voice so clear.
He cleared his throat before answering, "Hi, mom. I'm at Eddie's house and his mom invited me to stay for dinner."
"Oh, really? Well, that's fine Richie. Are you spending the night too?"
"Yeah, I think so. And mom?"
"Yes, Richie?"
"I missed you," he said quietly.
She chuckled, "Are you feeling alright, Richie?"
He coughed in his hand, "Yeah, just wanted you to know that. Goodnight mom."
"Goodnight, sweetheart."
He hung up the phone and turned around to hug Eddie, "My mom asked if I was spending the night. Do you think your mom will let me?"
"Even if she said no, I could hide you in my closet."
Richie snorted, "I think I'm done hiding in the closet."
"I'm glad our friends accepted us and even Bill and Stan are a thing too. Henry and Patrick, I never suspected they were gay too. What would my mom think though?"
"I'm sure it'll be fine. She loves her cute little Eddiebear," Richie pinched his cheek and leaned to kiss his cheek, but Eddie grabbed his face and kissed him.
"Shut up, Trashmouth," he mumbled against his lips.
"Make me," Eddie grabbed the back of his neck, ran his hands through his shaggy hair and kissed him deeply.
Eddie pulled away, looking flushed and panting. "Bedroom," he said and practically dragged Richie by the hand up the stairs. They stumbled a bit going in and slammed the door shut. Richie just locked the door just in case when Eds shoved him back against the neatly made bed. The back of his knees hit the mattress and he fell back on it.
Richie kicked off his shoes so he wouldn't make a mess and scooted back on the bed. Richie sat up with his elbows, watching Eddie pull off his own shoes too. His cock twitched when he noticed Eddie's tented jeans. Richie laughed when Eddie caught him staring at his crotch, he blushed a beautiful shade of red and covered himself. He didn't want Eddie to feel embarrassed about sporting a boner, so he spread his legs open, showing him he wasn't the only one.
Richie palmed his strained cock through his jeans, Eddie stared and adjusted his crotch before crawling on his hands and knees on his bed toward him. He laid his head back comfortably on the soft pillow as Eddie threaded his fingers in both his hands and held them above his head. He slid between Richie's legs and leaned down to capture his lips in a soft kiss. When Eddie grounded their clothed hardons together, they moaned in each other's mouth and deepened the kiss.
If Eddie kept that up he was sure to cum in his jeans, "Stop."
Eddie let go of his hands pinned above him and sat up, looking worried, "Is this ok?"
"Yeah, more than ok. I just don't want to make a mess in my pants, that's all," Richie felt his face burn in embarrassment.
Eddie gave him a small smirk, "Well, we wouldn't want that. If you weren't wearing any than you couldn't make a mess on them, right?"
"Are you sure?" Eddie nodded.
He couldn't believe this was happening, he always wished Eddie would be his first. It seemed like all the years of hiding in the closet, growing up hating himself somehow led to this very moment. More then a few times, he tried to convince himself to just walk right in to a gay bar, but he always stopped himself. He was terrified to think after he left the bar to drive home, some guy would sneak up behind him from the shadows to slip a knife into him.
His hand trembled as he reached for his zipper. Eddie grabbed his shaking hand and guided them towards his own tented jeans. Richie's cock twitched and was probably leaking precum when his hand met Eddie's hardon through the thick material. Even through his jeans and underwear, he could feel the hardness and heat of his strained cock. He gulped and gave him a soft squeeze, Eddie gave a low groan at that.
Richie pulled away to unzip his jeans and lifted his hips to pull them down his thighs. Eddie helped pull them off the rest of the way and threw them behind him, leaving him in his white briefs. Eddie slipped off the bed and began unzipping his jeans and kicked them off in the corner. Eddie seemed to get over his shyness because he didn't cover his own tented white briefs, that had a small wet spot.
"Take off your shirt and underwear, Richie," Eddie said.
Richie gave him a mock salute, "Yes, sir!" He pulled off his Hawaiian shirt and undershirt and tossed them on the bedroom floor. He bit his lip, before hooking his thumbs under the waistband and pulled his underwear down. His cock twitched a little and precum pooled at the tip of his foreskin and dripped down into his short dark pubes.
Eddie pulled his shirt over his head and bend down to pull off his underwear. After Eddie stood up and looked over at him, he covered his mouth and stifled a laugh.
Richie's face was burning hot as he covered his dick with both his hands and glared at Eddie, "Why are you laughing?"
"Oh yeah, Mr. Big Dick Tozier, right?" Eddie snorted and then started laughing.
"Hey, I also said I liked girls too," Richie laughed along with him.
Even though he was quite taller than Eddie, their cocks were about the same size. Eddie's cock pointed more straight out while his own pointed towards his belly button and they were both uncut. Eddie crawled back on the bed and placed his hands on either side of Richie's head and smirked down at him. They moaned when their bare cocks touched as Eddie rolled his hips into his. Richie pulled him into a kiss and Eddie's warm body laid on top of him, precum slick between their cocks.
"I want to taste you," Richie whispered in his ear.
He gently pushed Eddie off and sat up against the headboard, he took the pillow and placed it behind his head. Eddie's cock twitched as he stood up on shaky legs and walked on the bed over to him. His face flushed a beautiful pink as Eds chewed his bottom lip. Richie reached out with his left hand to grip his narrow hip and the other to finally touch Eds' beautiful slim cock.
Eddie gasped when he gently pulled the glistening foreskin over the head with just his fingers tips. It was a pretty shade of pink that seemed to match the hue of his cute panting face. He slowly rolled the delicate skin back to cover the head, his cock twitched and trailed a bit of precum over his thumb. Richie wondered how Eds tasted compared to his own, so he stuck the covered thumb into his mouth to try it. He sucked it clean off with a slight pop as he did, it was mostly sweet and a little salty just like Eddie. He cupped and fondled his cute tight ball sack before gently stroking his cock a few times.
He firmly gripped the slim pink cock at the base of his surprisingly soft short pubes. Eddie ran a hand through his shaggy hair, finger tips messaging his scalp. Richie opened his mouth and sucked the head of Eddie's dick, his tongue lapping at the sweet precum leaking out. Eddie cursed, his legs trembled and he slammed a hand on the wall to brace himself from falling. Richie gripped him by his hips and moved them so Eddie's cock slid in and out of his mouth.
Eddie gripped his hair, "Oh shit, I'm gonna cum."
Eddie tried to pull away, but Richie held him firmly by the hips. His cock twitched like crazy before shooting cum on his waiting tongue in spurts. He waited until he stopped shooting before he swallowed with a grimace. Not as horrible as he was expecting, it was pretty biter unlike his precum. It was still hot to know some part Eddie was in him. The softened cock slipped out of his mouth as Eddie stumbled back on the bed, catching his breath.
"Are you sure you've never done that?" Eddie asked between pants.
Richie swallowed the lump in his throat, "Like I said before I've never been with anyone. I was roommates with the moths in the closet."
Eddie cupped his cheek and leaned in to kiss him, "Well, I've never thought you liked me back. We killed a fucking alien, I'm sure we can handle some assholes."
"Yeah, it's sort of a gay thing to handle assholes," Richie laughed out.
"Speaking of which, I was kinda curious about that part. Does it hurt?"
"Probably at first, but if we had lube or oil it'll make it a lot easier."
"I think there's some baby oil in the bathroom. Hold on." Eddie scurried out the bedroom butt naked with just some white socks on. Oh, fuck. Was this really gonna happen right now? Did he really want Richie inside him, right now? He was still hard after sucking him off and swallowing his load. He knew he wasn't gonna last long. That's why he didn't touch his own cock while he was sucking off Eddie.
Eddie slipped through the bedroom door and locked it. He came back with a small bottle of baby oil and some moist towelettes. "So, umm how do we do this?"
"I think you're supposed to like prep your self."
"Prep myself?"
"With the oil, you know like," Richie gestured pushing a couple fingers into a fist.
Eddie looked at his fingers and then looked at Richie, "Ummm….my fingers are kinda short and you're fingers are longer. Do you mind?"
Richie snorted, "You want me to finger you?"
Eddie rubbed his blushing cheek, "Yeah."
"I'd love to finger my Eddiebear,"
Eddie glared at him, "You better not say that while you do it, I'll break your fingers with my ass."
"Fine fine. Lay down on the bed and try and relax." Eddie placed the bottle and package of towelettes next to Richie. He laid down and put legs straight out on either side of him. "Bend your knees up a bit and set your feet down. Don't worry I'll go slow, ok?" Richie pulled out some of the moist towelettes and wiped his hands clean. Richie opened the baby oil bottle and poured some into his palm.
Eddie gave a nervous laugh, "You know how your ass is usually used for shitting? I hope I don't have an accident on my bed."
"You can tell your mom the dog did it and get a new mattress out of it," Richie chuckled.
"I don't have a dog, Richie." Richie snorted, but otherwise remained focused.
He spread the oil over his fingers, "Just try to relax and remember to breath. It'll feel a little weird at first, but you'll get used to it. Afterwards, it starts to feel pretty good, I've done it plenty of times to myself in the shower."
He used his left hand to spread open the cute ass cheeks to reveal his small butthole, it seemed to be a shade darker than the rest of Eddie, "I've never thought I would say this to anyone, but you have an adorable little butthole. If I still had my phone, I'd save it as my background."
"You're not supposed to look at it!"
Richie ran the tip of his index finger gently over the pink hole, so Eddie would get used to something probing back there. Eddie's breathing got louder, so he used his other hand to rub his thigh to calm him down. When he seemed to calm down a bit, he asked, "I'm going to push in slowly, alright?"
"Ok, I'm ready."
Richie was so focused on making sure Eddie was alright, his own cock had gotten soft. He pressed his index finger slowly into him. It was warm and Eddie clenched around his finger in reflex. "How does it feel?" Richie asked softly.
"You weren't kidding, it does feel weird."
"Do you want me to stop?"
"No, it's fine. Keep going."
Richie pushed his finger all the way in and curled it up to find Eddie's prostate. It should be right behind the balls from the inside. He felt the hard nub of it and gently pressed into it. Eddie moaned and his cock twitched to life and precum leaked down from his foreskin, "Oh fuck that felt great. That was the prostate right?"
"How did you know that?"
"My mom was paranoid about me getting cancer so she made me get a prostate exam."
Richie laughed, "That sounds like a beginning of a cheap porno. Like hey doctor, you here to give a prostate exam?" They laughed at that.
Richie felt a small gust a wind past around the his finger and they stopped laughing, "Did you just fart on my finger?"
"Sorry," Eddie said meekly and they laughed again.
Richie cleared his throat before he rubbed Eddie's prostate a bit more, "I'm gonna add another finger, ok? I'll go slow." He slowly inserted his middle finger along with his index finger and began thrusting in and out of Eddie's warm hole, Richie was getting hard. He was pretty sure he wasn't gonna last long with how warm and smooth it was inside of Eddie. He pulled out slowly and dripped more baby oil on them before pushing back in. It went in a lot easier now that Eddie was relaxing and getting used to it.
He didn't have to ask if Eddie was enjoying it because his cock stuck straight out and was leaking. Richie shifted his body so he could lean down and suck the beautiful slim cock of his. He sucked on his loose foreskin and swiped his tongue over the head to taste more of that salty sweet precum that oozed out.
At the same time, he worked the two fingers in and out of him. Eddie moaned, "I'm ready, Richie. Oh, Fuck. I wanna feel you inside of me, right now."
Richie stopped sucking Eddie and gently pulled his fingers out his ass. He wiped his fingers with some of the moist wipes and rubbed some baby oil on his hard cock. Richie moved in between Eddie's short legs. He couldn't believe this was really happening. All those times he jerked off, imaging what it would feel like to be inside of him or Eddie inside of him.
Even Richie's best wet dream of him didn't compare to the sight of this. Eddie's face was flushed a pretty pink as he hugged his knees to his chest while his slim uncut cock leaked and cute little butt spread open for him. Richie lifted the bottle of baby oil above his hole and dripped some more of it. Eddie's hole contracted when it made contact to the sensitive skin and his cock jumped a little too, leaking more precum on his stomach.
Richie put away the bottle and stood on his knees to get in position, his hard cock twitched at the sight. "I'm going to push in now. Shit, I don't think I'm gonna last long," he admitted embarrassingly.
"I don't care, Richie. I just want to feel you inside of me, hurry up."
Richie held of the base of his cock and moved it up and down Eddie's hole a bit before pressing in slowly. Eddie reached out with one hand to help guide Richie's cock in, so Richie let go of his cock to lean over Eddie and slowly pressed in inch by inch. Richie and Eddie moaned at the time, delicious warmth enveloped his cock as he slowly bottomed out and his pelvis was flush against Eddie's ass. It took a lot of will power to not cum inside him already.
Eddie wrapped his legs around his waist and pulled Richie's face down into a deep kiss, "Don't move yet. You're a little bigger than your fingers." Richie leaned down to kiss him again, Eddie's cock was hard and slick with precum between their stomachs.
"Ok, you can move now," Eddie whispered. Richie gently rolled his hips, cock sliding in and out of him without pulling out. They moaned in each other's ears, their bodies slick with sweat and his thick glasses were fogging up a little. Shit, he wasn't gonna last very long. Eddie ran his hands through his sweaty hair and pulled him into a deep kiss, "I love you, Richie."
"I love you too, Eddiebear."
"Shut up, don't call me that."
Richie groaned out, "Fuck, I'm close Eds."
Eddie's legs tightened around his waist, "I want you to cum inside me."
Richie didn't need to be told twice, he bottomed out all the way and captured Eddie's lips as they both moaned into each other's mouth. His body shuddered as he blew the biggest load he swore he ever had. His cock twitched like crazy, shooting cum for what felt like a whole minute. When he tried to pull away, Eddie held him tight with his legs. Richie reached down and jerked Eddie's pretty cock a few times before he started cumming with a groan. Eddie's warm hole contracted around his spent cock as he blew his own load over his stomach, some of it pooled into his belly button. Richie grabbed some moist wipes and cleaned up Eddie's cum on his stomach and belly button. Eddie's eyes fluttered like he was gonna pass out any second and Richie couldn't blame him.
The sound of a car parking and door slamming shut startled them. Shit, Eddie's mom was back from shopping for dinner. Eddie groaned out as Richie pulled out of him. They scrambled to put their clothes on.
They just got the rest of their clothes on before Mrs. Kaspbrak called out, "Eddiebear, could you come and help with the groceries?"
"Yeah, I'm coming!"
Richie laughed, "You already did."
Eddie blushed, "Shut up, Trashmouth."