Title: Love in Dispute, Part 2
Rating: NC-17 for language and sex
Disclaimer: They Belong to FOX, not me.
Spoilers: Up to The Escape, though my versions of what happened in TJ differ a tad… well more than a tad…What if the car hadn't broken down? What if they made it too TJ on the 1st night? And the big what if… What if Marissa hadn't come with them? What if she had stayed home, found out about her mom and dad there, found out about Luke over the phone from the girls inTJ… and what if she took the pills at home… Okay, I actually barely address any of this is this particular installment, cause I really didn't know what to do with her, so I just left her at home. I like Summer better anyway.
Description: Just a continuation of before. Still sappy and cheesy. Still a little weepy… but everyone always seems to be crying in my fics. Oh well. So, someone walks in on Seth and Ryan… whoever could it be? And what could it mean for Ryan and Seth's budding relationship? Beware of run on sentences, spelling and grammar errors, and Ryan being called Seth and Seth being called Ryan. I need to make a friend who would be willing to Beta… my beta's for my other kinds of slash refused to read OC stuff. Silly people.
The gasps that awoke Ryan and Seth the next morning were from Mr. and Mrs. Cohen. Waking up the morning after the party, they noticed their son was no where to be found, and had gone out to the pool house to see if Ryan had seen him.
He obviously had. As the two boys were still in Ryan's bed, Seth snuggled tightly in the blonde boy's arms, Ryan's face nuzzled into the dark haired boy's neck, looking to the whole world like… well like something Sandy and Kirsten were just not expecting at 11:30 am. Hence the gasps.
Ryan was the first one to begin to stir as Seth's parents came in. He opened his eyes and saw the back of Seth's neck and smiled warmly. He couldn't believe they had stayed like that all night. Then out of the corner of his eye he saw movement and realized they weren't alone. Then he remembered why he had woken up and knew whatever had made those gasps was now walking around the pool house. He extracted himself from Seth and started to sit up. But when he saw what he saw, he wished he had never opened his eyes.
Mrs. Cohen was standing by the head of the bed holding the small trash can in one hand and Seth's ruined boxers in the other. Mr. Cohen was standing at the foot of the bed holding the used towel. They both looked disgusted, angry, and a bit confused.
"Shit." Ryan swore under his breath and reached over to nudge Seth awake. "Seth…" He muttered.
Seth slowly began to wake up. His eyes still closed, he turned towards Ryan. "What, no kiss good morning?"
"Seth…" There was a warning in Ryan's voice and he really woke up. He too, sat up and looked around. He repeated Ryan's swear. "Shit."
Sandy and Kirsten were looking at the two of them, staring really, boring holes into the two boys. Mrs. Cohen spoke up first. "What the hell is going on here Seth? Ryan?"
The two scrambled completely apart then, putting distance between them on the bed.
"What were you doing out all night Seth?" Mr. Cohen asked in a loud voice, the tone unlike anything Ryan had heard yet. "What are the two of you doing in bed together?"
Ryan and Seth looked at each other with a quick glance. There was fear in both of their eyes. It was deeper in Ryan's though. Seth just had to face his parent's disapproval. Ryan knew something like this was enough to get him kicked out of the house and back out on his own faster than he could blink.
"So?" Kirsten asked, seeing the nervous look between the two. "What is going on? How long has this been going on? And… and… What made you two think it was okay to do this?"
Seth scrambled towards his mother, kicking the covers away completely. "Mom! Mom… it was just last night, we swear! I came down to the pool house to make sure Ryan was okay…" He launched into the story about Ryan being upset over Marissa and the rest of his life. And how the boy had ended up crying in his arms. Ryan was hissing at him to shut up, begging him not to go any farther. The Cohen's still looked really tense, but there was a flash of sympathy in Kirsten's eyes that was unmistakable. Seth continued on, talking about more of the night, leaving out graphic details, but saying enough for his parents to know that he and Ryan were doing things that most boys didn't do with their friends.
Ryan couldn't believe he was being this honest with his parents, letting his parents know this much. It was just going to make it worse and worse for the two of them, the more the Cohen's knew. The panic was gripping at Ryan now, he knew that he was going to be kicked out, he knew it. For the second time in 24 hours he felt tears coming to his eyes again. He pulled his knees up to his chest, folded his arms over them, and dropped his head onto his arms.
Seth finished up his explanation, making it sound to his parents as all they did was kiss and fall asleep together. Of course, Ryan was pretty sure they weren't going to buy it. They had some pretty damning evidence; exhibit A: the towel and exhibit B: the underwear.
"Oh boys." Kirsten sat down on the bed next to her son. "That's enough Seth; you don't have to explain any more." She sounded calmer. "We aren't mad at you. Shocked yes, maybe a little disappointed. But we aren't mad."
"Your mother is right boys." Sandy added. And the tightness around Ryan's chest doubled at 'your' mother. "We aren't mad at you. We don't like that once again Seth spent the whole night out of the house without letting us know where he was. And we're upset that you boys would sleep together in the same bed like that if this is how you feel about each other. You really do know better than that."
Ryan heard Mr. Cohen it down in the chair near the bed and felt the bed move as Seth turned towards his father. "We didn't know we felt this way." Seth's strained voice told his dad. "We don't know how we feel!"
"You mean you were just fooling around?" Kirsten's voice was rising again. She raised the underwear towards them. "Do you two just get off together? No feelings, just cheap sex?"
Normally, Seth would be freaking out that his mother had just said cheap sex. But instead he was to busy going scarlet. "We don't know! I swear it was the first and only time! It just happened! We have no clue what's going on! It wasn't cheap! I didn't know it was going to happen!" Seth was getting all worked up. The panic and the stress of the situation were getting to him. Tears of frustration were starting to come to his eyes.
"Oh… That's it… If you two had feelings for each other it would be one thing… But to just do this without any rhyme or reason!" Kirsten was getting worked up again. Sandy seemed beyond words. "Seth, get back up to the house, you are not allowed down here anymore. If you two are going to be so irresponsible! So irresponsible, we're just going to have to keep you two apart!"
With a horrified look on his face, Seth burst into tears. "We are not irresponsible! I came down here to help Ryan out, to make sure he was alright! It just jappened! We're sorry! We weren't trying to be cheap or anything! I'm sorry!"
Kirsten calmed down when her son started to cry. She moved closer to him and put her arm around him, drawing him in close. "Oh Seth… I'm sorry I yelled. It's just, what you two did… whatever you did… And maybe I'm just being old fashioned… But what you did, it should be done between 2 people who love each other, two people who are committed to each other. Not just because you're … you're horny." She stumbled over the last word as if it was something she had never said before.
"No!" Seth erupted, suddenly realizing what his parents were reducing this to. "It wasn't just because we were horny!" It was more than that! I love… I really like Ryan…" He knew he was finally saying it out loud to not only his parents but to Ryan as well and trailed off to a near whisper at the end.
Ryan froze at Seth's words. Had he been about to say he loved him? Hell, even that he really liked him…
Seth's mom gave him another squeeze. "Are you gay Seth?" She said it softly, caringly, not accusingly.
Seth shrugged. "I don't know…" He was still at a near whisper.
Kirsten was studying him now. "Well, are you attracted to other boys, are you attracted to Ryan? Did you like what you did with Ryan?"
"I'm not sure about other guys, but Ryan, yeah." Seth put his head down on his mother's shoulder. "Very much." And he was crying a bit harder now.
Ryan listened to Seth and wanted nothing more than to go over there and hold him until he stopped crying. But he was afraid to lift up his head, he was afraid to see the look on the Cohen's faces and see his fate sealed.
Sandy turned towards Ryan. The blonde boy had been fairly silent during his son's explanation and admission. He was interested in knowing what Ryan's part was in all of this. "Ryan?"
Ryan made a noise in acknowledgement from where his head was buried in his arms.
"Ryan, are you gay?" Sandy asked, not sounding quite as caring as his wife and make a touch more accusing.
"No…" Ryan mumbled gruffly from his arms. "Bi…"
Sandy sighed. "Did you talk Seth into this?"
Seth sprang up off his mother's shoulder when he heard his father's accusatory tone. "No Dad! He did not talk me into anything! This was my idea! I started it!"
Ryan felt a little surge of love as Seth stuck up for him and gave that small lie.
Kirsten took her turn to question Ryan. She repeated her questions she had asked Seth. "Do you like Seth? Are you attracted to him?" This had to be the hardest conversation she had ever had with her son. She knew at some point Sandy and she would have to discuss proper relationship behavior with Seth. They had gone over the birds and the bees, but they knew they would have to lay down some guidelines when Seth became involved with someone. She had just never dreamed that someone would be Ryan or any other boy for that matter. She and Sandy had voiced concerns once or twice about whether or not Seth was interested in girls. But as he was shy and a little behind the rest of the children his age maturity wise, they had always assumed it was just a matter of time. And lately all he talked about was that Summer girl. This was just all so surprising. She returned her attention to Ryan, when she realized he had not answered her yet. "Well Ryan? Take your head out of your arms and look at us when we are speaking to you."
Ryan did not raise his head. He was too afraid to talk to them, too afraid to look them in the eye. He knew when he did; they'd be telling him he was out, gone. And with that thought in his head, if he was to open his mouth one more time to speak, he'd be in tears. And he didn't want that to happen. He didn't want them to know how much it would kill him to leave.
Seth heard Ryan make that same choking noise from the night before and knew his friend was hiding like that because he was close to crying. Seth tried to imagine what could have the boy so upset and as he thought, it hit him. Ryan probably assumed he was going to be kicked out of the house and that was what had him so distraught. Seth knew Ryan was trying so hard to stay out of trouble and to keep his parents happy with him. And even though they had promised Ryan he wasn't going anywhere, Seth could understand how Ryan would think that something like this would be enough to make them change their minds. The thought no had him a little panicked as well. He turned to his mother and father. "Mom! Dad! You're not going to send Ryan away because of this, are you? It wasn't his fault! It was mine! You can't make him leave!" Seth was near sobbing
"God no!" Sandy exclaimed, looking startled at what Seth had said. "Ryan's part of the family now. We're not sending him anywhere."
Kirsten wrapped her arm around her son again. "Seth, we care about Ryan very much, just like we care about you. And that's why we are so upset with the two of you. We don't want either of you to get hurt. Of course we aren't sending Ryan away. He belongs here now."
Hearing those words from Mr. And Mrs. Cohen proved to be too much for Ryan. Not only was he not going to have to leave, but they weren't just worried about Seth. They cared about him too. They were worried about him. The relief washed over him and in seconds he was crying into his arms as loudly as Seth.
Kirsten moved her and Seth over to Ryan and put her free arm around the other boy, pulling him close. A boy on each shoulder, she gave them both a few minutes to calm down before they advance any farther in the conversation. "Boys… shh… it's going to be okay."
"Come on now boys." Sandy interjected, looking uncomfortably at the 3 on the bed. "There's no reason to be this upset. Enough with the tears now."
"Too much that your son's a queer? Don't want him to be a cry baby too?" Seth sniffled on his mother shoulder, though his voice was joking and not bitter.
Sandy's chest got a little tight at the whole 'your son's a queer' thing, but he knew he really wasn't to upset about it. As long as Seth was happy. "Seth. Don't call yourself that. And… and… There's just no reason to be crying like this. Like we said, everything is going to be okay."
Ryan swiped furiously at his eyes, quickly stopping the flow. As he sat comfortable under Mrs. Cohen's arm, he knew Mr. Cohen was right. There was no reason to be getting on like the two of them were. But he didn't feel too ashamed of himself; that had been one hell of a scare. And just like last night, he did feel better. But he looked at Mr. Cohen. "Sorry."
Sandy smiled softly at Ryan. The difference between the moody, smart alec boy he had met in juvenile detention facility to the young man sitting with his wife now was amazing. He knew that the boy would let down his guard with them at some point, but he had no idea it would have been so soon. And the fact that the idea of leaving them had him so shaken up. Sandy couldn't help but love the boy. And if his son was gay, or whatever he was, he couldn't trust another person more than Ryan as his partner in exploration. "It looks like the two of you have to work this out. If you don't want us to interfere we won't. But if you need our help, we are here for you. Also, if you decide not to date… get together, be together, whatever it is, there will be no more fooling around. Though, if you decide to be together…" He couldn't help that his voice sounded a little choked. "We ask that you show each other and the two of us respect. No sneaking around, no doing things you know you shouldn't. And either way, no more late night parties like this, okay?"
Both Seth and Ryan nodded in agreement.
"So, we aren't in trouble?" Seth asked, his eyes still a bit wet.
"No…" Kirsten said as she still had the boys in her arms. "Not if you work this out and make a decision. Do you promise? We'll give you time and all."
"Though…" Sandy began. "I think we'll have to cancel the plans for the two of you to go to ComicCon. It might not be such a good idea for you two to go
on that trip alone now."
Seth froze. He hadn't brought up his alternative plans for ComicCon to Ryan yet. Everyone else there age went to Tijuana that weekend. And this year he wanted to be everyone else for once. There was no way his parents would let him and Ryan go to Tijuana, so the fact that ComicCon fell on the same weekend was the perfect cover. "No! No, we won't be alone! A few friends of ours are planning to come along too. You can't call it off now. I've gone every time for years. I never miss it."
Ryan couldn't understand why Seth was so adamant about going to this comic thing. He had agreed to it only because Seth was so ecstatic about it. To tell the truth, it sounded like a geek fest to him. And what friends was he going to get to come along?
"Alright, alright." Sandy agreed. "But we need to approve these friends before hand, deal?"
Seth beamed and nodded. "Deal!"
"Okay. Now Seth, up to the house. Let's leave Ryan alone for a little while. You two need some time to think and clean up." Kirsten said, letting go of Seth, giving Ryan a big hug and a kiss on the cheek, and then getting off the bed.
The Cohen's were leaving the pool house, when Seth paused and turned back to Ryan. He gave a really small smile thing and wave, but without moving his arm from where it hung at his side. "Bye Ry."
Too friggin' cute. Ryan gave a huge grin back at him, but didn't wave. Instead he winked and kissed the air in Seth's direction. He chuckled to himself as he watched the boy leave in a fluster.
Ryan laid back on the bed once he was alone. There was a warm feeling all through out him. He had a family who cared about him. He had an amazing place to live. And maybe, just maybe he had a best friend who could end up being more. All the two of them had to do was make the biggest decision of their young lives.
***
It was the day of the trip to Tijuana, or to ComicCon as the Cohen's believed. Since the morning that Seth's parents had found the two boys together the two had tried to sit down and talk things through. And so far they had not been able to have a good long discussion. Twice they had tried to talk in the living room and got embarrassed and ended up playing video games in silence until dinner had been called. Once they had been in the pool and Ryan had started to talk, but Seth, who had been staring intently at his mouth, had leaned in to give him the quickest, hottest little kiss Ryan had ever experience. And he had ended up getting flustered and dunking himself in the water, all thoughts of serious discussion having escaped his mind and were replaced by giddy, happy feelings of Seth's kiss. And the last
time they had tried had been 2 mornings ago, but Summer, Summer had called, she was going to Tijuana, but her ride had fallen though, and no not only did they have the 'chaperone' requested by Mr. Cohen, but she was more than willing to lie about the whole ComicCon thing in return for a free ride.
Fun weekend in Tijuana - Yea!
Beautiful Brunette who makes Seth forget everyone else exists - Boo!
Ryan was glad they got to go and nervous about deceiving the Cohen's of course, but most of all he was pretty sure they wouldn't be having their talk this weekend.
Not with Summer around.
Ryan watched as Summer and Seth bickered and laughed as they put the remaining items in the SUV. Sandy came up behind him and startled him by saying. "She's hot stuff, that Summer."
Ryan shrugged. "She's okay."
"Not really your type, huh?"
For a moment Ryan thought Mr. Cohen was making fun of him, implying he didn't have an interest in girls. But then he continued. "Marissa Cooper is more your type of girl, isn't she? I can see that. She's not quite as… uhm… loud as Summer. Though I guess a girl would have to talk a lot to get a word in edge wise with Seth."
Ryan shrugged again. "Yeah, Marissa's okay. She's with Luke though."
"Ahh..." Sandy gave a nod. "You're not going to keep trying? That didn't seem to deter you before."
"It doesn't matter." Ryan said, not really paying 100% attention to the conversation as his gaze had fallen on Seth who was teasing Summer about the amount of bags she had brought. He looked like he was having a lot of fun. He looked happy. "Maybe I shouldn't go on this trip."
"What? And let Summer take your man?" Sandy was smiling jokingly. "Really now… go, I don't want the two of them alone all weekend any more than you do."
Ryan really wasn't prepared for that comment. He looked at Mr. Cohen kind of wide eyed.
Sandy laughed. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to shock you. But you and Seth did have that talk right? I saw that little kiss in the pool, so I'm hoping you did."
Ryan felt his face flare up, he had no idea they had been seen. "Uhm…actually… we haven't yet."
Sandy narrowed his eyes at his adopted son. "And why not?"
Ryan squirmed under the stare. "We've tried. It isn't easy. Everytime we try we either get too embarrassed or something comes up." He looked bitterly at Summer. "Or Someone."
Sandy let out a small sigh. "You've got to set aside embarrassment and ignore outside distractions. We had a deal, remember?"
Ryan nodded. "Maybe we'll get a few minutes to do it this weekend."
"Good." Sandy smiled. "Seth come here for a moment!"
Seth begrudgingly came over as Summer went to say goodbye to Marissa. "What Dad?"
Mr. Cohen rambled on and on about phone numbers, air in the tires, and gas in the car for a few minutes. Finally in a lower voice, he said, "Okay boys, have a good time, behave, and try to stay out of trouble. I know you said the hotel room you got has two beds… so one of you be a gentleman and take a couch or the floor. No sharing. Do you understand me?"
Seth moaned. "Yes Dad."
And with a few more added everyday instructions, they were ready to go. Summer came back with well wishes from Marissa. And they were off. Seth and Summer fought and complained the whole ride there while Ryan sat in the back wishing they'd both shut up and maybe just leave summer on the side of the road. But they got there without any major problems and dropped there stuff off in the hotel room. Summer bitched about having to share the room with the two of them, but deep down understood when Ryan and Seth didn't want her to be all alone. Surprisingly, she invited them out with her and the 3 had a pretty good time drinking and dancing all night, until they ran into the other Newport kids. They caught Luke with Holly and summer rushed off with some of the other girls to call Marissa and let her know all about it. She called over her shoulder as she was rushing out the door that she would stay with the girls tonight and would meet up with the 2 boys for breakfast tomorrow. Some of the other kids shot her an odd look at the second part of that statement, but in the rush to call Marissa, none of them gave it too much thought.
And Ryan and Seth were left alone. Finally in Ryan's opinion. "So do you uhm… wanna have a few more drinks and hang out? Or should we go back to the hotel?" Seth asked Ryan after they had quickly left the club they had been at in order to avoid any further confrontation with Luke and his water polo cronies. "We could try another bar? Pick up some honeys?"
Ryan gave Seth a smirk. "I think you've had enough honeys for one day. Let's go back to the hotel. We can uh… hang out there."
"And as I left my Ryan Atwood decoder ring at home…" Seth cracked. "Does that mean let's go back to the hotel and make out? Or let's go back to the hotel and have that long awaited talk we've been avoiding?"
Ryan narrowed his eyes at Seth as they jostled their way down the street to the hotel. "We promised we wouldn't do the first without doing the second."
"Ah…" Seth's baby brown's sparkled excitingly. "But we're in Tijuana and what happens in Mexico stays in Mexico."
A sad look flashed through Ryan's eyes briefly. "So you want some one night stand we never talk about again? A secret little fuck fling we ignore happened when we get back to Newport? Maybe something like Luke and Holly were doing?"
They arrived at the hotel just as Ryan finished up. Silently they went up to their room. "Well?" Ryan asked when Seth still hadn't answered him.
"Well, well what?" Seth said, a touch of aggravation in his voice. He sat down in a slump on one of the beds. "I guess we're going to have the talk, huh?"
Ryan just looked at him as he took a seat on the other bed.
Seth was starting to look scared. "Ryan… I don't know. Yeah, maybe I do just want a one-night stand we pretend never happened when we get home. It might be easier that way."
"Alright, if that's what you want." Ryan answered in a voice devoid of…well anything. He stood up and went into the bathroom.
Seth stayed on the bed, staring at the bathroom door. He stayed like that as he listened to Ryan flush the toilet, run the water in the sink for a few minutes, and then come back out. He had his boots, tee-shirt, and jeans in his hands, having stripped down to his green boxers. Seth's eyes got wide and hungry as he took in Ryan's tight muscular body while the boy put his clothes on the chair and his boots on the ground. When he crawled up on the other bed, pulling down the covers and getting in, laying on his side facing away from Seth, Seth scrambled over there himself. He was reaching out for Ryan's shoulder when the boy spoke.
"Get off the bed Seth." The words were cold, hard.
Seth froze mid action. "But… I thought…"
"You thought wrong." Ryan turned to face him, the look in his eyes making them appear 2 pieces of solid blue ice. "If that's how you want it, you'll have to go back out and find it elsewhere. Because you're not getting that from me."
"What?" Seth sat there stunned. The he regained the use of his body and got off the bed. "What the hell Ryan? Fuck this! Who knew you were going to be such a stickler for my parents made up rules! You wanna have the talk? Fine! Let's have the stupid talk!"
"Fuck off Seth! I'm not talking to you about anything when you're acting like this!" Ryan yelled back at Seth, sitting up in bed.
"I'll do the talking then. It's how it usually is anyway. Now, let's see. We're supposed to be deciding whether or not we want to be together. Not an easy question, is it? Because I guess we have to decide what we have here first. Are we in love? Are we in lust? Or maybe, do we just kinda like each other? Is there a strong enough attraction between the two of us, are we actually compatible enough to even consider considering a relationship? And what was that night? Was it just two horny teenagers getting off…" Seth winced when he said that, because after addressing all of his own fears, that night came flooding back to him. "Or did you feel what I felt?"
Ryan was still upset with Seth. "All I felt was your hard on stabbing me half the night."
It would have hurt Seth less if Ryan had hit him. "That's too bad, because what I felt was amazing. That magical joining of souls kind of thing you hear about in the chick flicks mom likes. To me that night was about love and respect and admiration and not about hormones or getting off."
"Than I really don't understand why we can't consider our possible relationship." Ryan said, his voice changing, showing the signs of emotion as the look in his eyes began to soften.
"Because I'm scared shitless at the thought. Aren't you?" Seth glanced over at Ryan, the fear definitely in his eyes.
"What's there to be scared of?" Any anger or bitterness was now completely gone from Ryan's face and voice.
"Are the two of us really ready to come flying out of the closet together? We're already pretty unpopular with a certain group of jocks who would have kicking our ass material for like the next century if the two of us came out as a couple. And you're trying to stay out of trouble and I'm trying to live to be 17." Seth was watching Ryan closely, hoping his voice didn't sound as pathetic as he thought.
Ryan sat against the headboard and patted the section of bed between his legs, beckoning Seth over to sit with him with a warm smile.
Hesitantly, Seth made his way over to Ryan, climbing on the bed and paused right be fore he sat where Ryan had indicated. But Ryan was holding out his arms for Seth and the minute he was close enough he pulled him in. Ryan pulled him until Seth's back was against his chest and his curly head was a few inches under his chin. The boy was lying, more than sitting against him. Ryan wrapped his arms around the front of him locking his hands so they rested on Seth's stomach, rising and falling lightly with his breaths. He knew there would be a big grin on his face. He had been dying to hold Seth against him like that for a while now.
"And then there's Summer and Marissa." Seth, getting comfortable against Ryan, began again, softer this time. "We can't deny the fact that we are both still interested in the two of them." But as he rested against Ryan's chest and felt those strong arms around him, he had to wonder who he wanted more. "Do you want an open relationship? Where we're together, but we can still see other people?"
Ryan turned his head to place his cheek on Seth's curls. "There isn't anyone else I want to see."
Seth shuttered with the intensity of that statement. "You aren't going to keep pursuing Marissa?"
"She's with Luke." Ryan answered plainly.
"But after Summer gets to tell her about tonight, she may not be. She may be single again." Seth reminded.
"It doesn't matter anymore." Ryan admitted. "There's no reason for me to wait for her to make up her mind any longer."
Seth reached over and stroked Ryan's forearm lightly. "You still like her though Ryan. Don't lie to me or yourself and say you don't."
The feel of Seth's touch and the things it did to him made an odd a contrast with the emotions thinking about giving up on Marissa completely caused. Ryan's hands tightened a little on themselves over Seth's stomach. "Yeah… well… Hey! Isn't this supposed to be about me and you, not me and Marissa?"
Seth continued to stroke Ryan's arm. "Well we need to figure out you and Marissa before we can figure out you and me."
The power of Seth's touch was driving the thought of Marissa right out of his mind. Ryan rubbed his cheek back and forth over Seth's hair a few times. "How about you and Summer?"
Seth gave a very soft laugh. "There's more you and Marissa than there is Summer and I."
Ryan smiled at that. "I know you don't want to give up on Summer either."
"No more than you want to give up on Marissa." Seth's voice was starting to sound sad. "We don't have much of a chance do we?"
Ryan put him arms tighter around Seth… almost as if to say he wasn't going to let go. "It completely depends on us."
Hearing this, Seth asked the question he really wasn't sure he wanted the answer to. "Are you sure you're really willing to give up Marissa for me?"
"For us Seth, for us. And I really don't feel like I'm giving anything up. Gaining something big, yeah. But not giving anything up."
If Seth had been a girl he would have just swooned. "But… but…"
"Do you like me Seth? Do you want to be with me?" Ryan lifted one hand and caressed the side of Seth's face.
Seth closed his eyes and made a noise like purring. "Yes…"
"Okay, well good, because I like you, I want to be with you." Ryan placed a really soft kiss on Seth's head. "What if I told you, you were still more than welcome to flirt with Summer? Try and get a date with her?"
"Huh?"
"And that we didn't have to let anyone outside the house know about the two of us?"
"What are you saying?"
Ryan lifted his head back up and soothed Seth's curls with his hand before trailing it down his head, neck, and shoulders. "We want this. We want to be together, but we're scared of what will happen if everyone find out. So, we keep it a secret. You keep chasing Summer by day; it'll make you appear no different, no less hetero than before. Just as long as you come home to me at night. Just as long as you know who your heart belongs to."
Ryan was solving 90% of the problem for Seth. But there was still one thing. "What if Summer finally says yes?"
"Then take her out. Go to a movie, go to a party. Just come home to me."
"What if she wants to go further than just a date?" Seth knew he might have been doing some wishful thinking here. "What if she wants to hook up… or become my girlfriend?"
Ryan's fingers stopped their movement on Seth's shoulder and his other hand dropped from Seth's stomach. "You have to decide that Seth. Me or her. You can't have both of us. You can have us now and maybe miss out on Summer later. Or you can definitely miss out on us now and maybe have a chance of being with Summer later. It's your choice."
Seth could hear the small touch of pain in Ryan's and knew he had hurt him, which he had totally not wanted to do. "Ryan… I'm sorry…"
Seth could feel Ryan sigh. "It's okay Seth. I understand. It's a big decision. Why don't we sleep on it?"
"Okay. That's a good idea." Seth felt as Ryan began to shift behind him and he moved so that he could extract himself. "Can I sleep here with you tonight?"
Ryan looked Seth in the eyes. "No Seth. We aren't supposed to."
"What if I had agreed right away? Would you have broken the rules then and let me?" Seth asked.
Ryan smiled and the laughed. "I'll guess you'll never know, huh Seth?" He lay down in bed and pulled the covers up over him, still looking up at Seth.
Seth lowered his head right down to Ryan's. "I'm going to give this serious thought. I don't want you to think just because at first I just wanted to take the coward's way out and just fool around that it means I don't want this and that I won't take it genuinely. Because I do like you and I do want to be with you."
Ryan gave a soft small smile. "I know." He felt warmth spreading throughout him.
"Good." And Seth moved in and gave Ryan a thorough, tongue infested kiss as proof.
Ryan pushed him away, laughing. "Like it wasn't hard enough to kick you out of bed in the first place!"
Seth laughed as well and worked his way over to the other bed where he just pulled back the covers enough to pull out the pillow before flopping down on top of the comforter to lay down completely clothed. "Night Ry."
"Goodnight." Ryan drifted off asleep to dreams of kisses from Seth.
On the other hand, Seth laid there and thought it all through. Summer or Ryan. Ryan or Summer.
***A Few Hours Later***
"Ryan." Seth shook the sleeping boy's shoulder in an attempt to wake him up. "Rryyaann…"
Ryan blinked once, yawned, and rolled towards Seth. He blinked a few more times up at the dark haired boy who was sitting on the bed next to him. "Wha….what's wrong?" He yawned broadly. "You okay?"
Seth nodded yes solemnly. "I made me decision. "I wanted to tell you."
Ryan looked into Seth's paler than normal face and suddenly felt a little afraid. Seth looked very nervous about telling him. He must have decided to wait for Summer. "It couldn't wait for morning?"
Seth shook his head no. "I wanted to tell you the minute I was sure."
Ryan looked at his watch. He had been asleep for three hours. "Have you been up this whole time?"
Seth nodded yes again. "I wanted to make sure I thought it through 100%."
Ryan gave himself a brief moment to imagine the 3-hour rambling conversation Seth had most likely had with himself in his head. "And what was your decision?"
"I have a crush on Summer. She beautiful and sexy. But that's about it. We really don't have the kinds of things in common you need to have a relationship that lasts. She's been my jerk off fantasy for years. But my attachment to her isn't much more than that." Seth said very seriously, looking straight at Ryan. "But you and I. You and I click. We understand each other. Often when it seems like no one else does. We may not have everything in common either, but we do when it counts, the important stuff. I'm comfortable around you, at ease. Summer makes me feel frustrated, but you, you make me feel good." Seth paused to study Ryan and his reaction to all of this.
Ryan was staring at Seth in a bit of amazement. This wasn't exactly how he had planned Seth's explanation to go. So far it seemed to be in his favor, but he wasn't getting his hopes up completely yet. "You make me feel good too Seth."
Seth smiled sheepishly. "I loved what we did that night and not just because we got off together. But because we shared something so intimate, something so amazing. And I know you felt it too. There's something that happens when we touch each other, even in the simplest, and it was like it was meant to be. My skin responds to yours like my body has never responded to anything ever before. And maybe it isn't the norm and maybe there are people out there who will say it isn't right. But I want what we have. I want to be with you. And I don't want to have to hide it if you don't want to, because there is a part of me that wants to scream it to the world because I know what we'll have is going to be so special and I want everyone to know that." Seth paused to draw in a deep breath. "I guess what I'm trying to say is that I want to be with you, if you will still have me, because I know we could fall into this so easily, because Ryan Atwood I believe I'm already falling for you."
Ryan was stunned. No one had ever talked to him like that.
No one ever.
It did the oddest combination of things to him. It made him want to laugh and cry and kiss Seth until they couldn't think anymore. He didn't do any of it. He just lay there completely taken aback by Seth's honesty, his sincerity, and his love.
"Should I read your silence as a no or a yes?" Seth asked uneasily, as he had just completely bared his soul, leaving himself wide open and vulnerable.
Ryan found his voice. "Shit Seth, I'm sorry." He gave a nervous laugh. "I'm just in a bit of shock. Yes…yes! Totally, 100% yes!"
Seth laughed lightly too. "So I shocked you, huh?"
Ryan nodded yes. "You looked so grave when you woke me up, I was so sure you were going to say you chose to wait for Summer. And then when you said all of that, you kinda blew my mind."
Seth gave an embarrassed grin. "I know I may have gotten a little flowery with it all…"
"No, no. You, well you spoke from your heart. It was… it was kinda beautiful." Ryan gave him a warm smile in return. A little embarrassed himself; he reached out and took Seth's hand. "And just like the feeling I get whenever we touch, I've never experience anything like it."
Seth flushed red. "Listen to the two of us." He tried to draw the conversation away from the very personal, intimate way it had been going. It was disconcerting to talk to Ryan like that, to hear Ryan talk like that back to him. Even if it was what they were feeling, even if it was the truth. "We sound like a couple of girl…"
Ryan cut him off. "We sound like two people who are falling for each other. And it may feel a little awkward. But there's nothing wrong with that and nothing to be embarrassed by."
Seth wondered how someone who had never been given proper love, never got the love he deserved, could know so much about and be so comfortable with it.
"What are you thinking about?" Ryan asked Seth, noticing that he was just staring at him.
"How amazing you are." Seth seemed to just blurt out with out thinking and he blushed deeply again.
Ryan chuckled. "God, I hope you're always that honest with me. And thanks." He smirked. "I think you're pretty great too."
"Eh! Stop looking at me with that shit eating grin and kiss me or something!" Seth announced, thoroughly flustered.
Ryan finally sat up then, getting as close to Seth as possible, so that his legs, bent at the knee, draped over Seth's. He put an arm around Seth's waist, pulling the boy even nearer to him and ran his hand through the dark curls. "Only you would combine shit eating and kiss me in the same sentence." And he tilted Seth's head as he leaned in to kiss him.
Seth, who had been sitting crossed legged that whole time, wanted to get even closer to Ryan. He put both arms around Ryan's lower back and heaved him, with a bit of difficulty, into his lap. Ryan made himself comfortable there, linking his legs behind Seth and tightening the arm around Seth's waist.
And like that they kissed.
And kissed.
And kissed.
Open mouthed, closed mouth, with tongue, and with teeth.
They kissed until you would think they knew every square millimeter of each other's mouths down to the cellular composition.
Seth knew Ryan was hard, in just his boxers it was visible and free between them. Seth was hard too; however, as he was still in his jeans, the restriction was tight and wholly uncomfortable. He broke their kiss and moved one arm from where it had been at the base of Ryan's spine, stroking and caressing, to around his neck. Struggling slightly, he lowered Ryan down on the bed and then got off it himself. He yanked off his tee shirt and ripped off his jeans, before climbing back on the bed to crawl over Ryan.
Ryan reached for Seth the minute he was on top of him, hands now smoothing over soft boy skin instead on cloth.
Seth, one arm propping him up, reached his other hand between Ryan's legs, but Ryan gently pushed it away. "Ryan…" He breathed. He reached again and Ryan repeated his prior action, knocking it away a little harder this time.
"No Seth, we can't, we promised your parents." Ryan moaned, obviously not as all happy with his own statement.
"We also told my parents we were going to Comic Con and we're here in Tijuana. We held up our end of the bargain. We had out talk. It's not like one of us is going to come home pregnant, how are they ever going to know?" Seth was pleading his case as he tried a third time to get his hand on Ryan's dick.
Ryan's fingernails grazed over Seth's skin. "Seth…" He let Seth reach his goal. "Do you really think we should?"
Seth had his hand in Ryan's boxers now, stroking him. "Yes, good God yes!"
"Fuck." Ryan thrust up in Seth's hand. "You're right. No one will know but us. What happens in Mexico stays in Mexico. Let's do it."
They locked mouths again in a deep kiss, as Seth continued to jerk Ryan off. And Ryan continued to stroke every inch of Seth's skin he could reach. After a few minutes Seth broke the kiss and caught Ryan's attention. "Can we make love?"
Ryan looked up at Seth, stopping all actions completely. "Can we do what?" He almost yelled.
Seth blanched; he stopped pulling on Ryan and dropped his hand. "I know it's a little soon… but we may not have a chance like this again for a while… and I just thought…"
Ryan drew in a few deep breaths. "No… no… sorry… I didn't mean to yell like that, it's just…" He took another breath. "Did you just ask if we could make lu… well, if we could have sex?"
Seth nodded. He suddenly felt really stupid that he had called it making love.
"Wow… Hell… I don't know Seth… that's a big step." He scratched his head. "At first I thought I was hearing things. Do you really want to do that?"
Seth nodded again, a lot more enthusiastically this time.
Ryan appeared to be pondering hard. On one hand, they had only just got together and if they were going to have a strong relationship they needed to take steps. And this would be more of a leap. But then again, Seth was right; they might not have a chance like this again for a long, long time.
There was also the promise to Mr. And Mrs. Cohen to consider. Ryan knew they would be very disappointed if they knew the two boys did that so quickly.
But what seemed to be the theme of the weekend popped into his head; what happens in Mexico stays in Mexico.
Ryan looked back up at Seth. "I guess we could… It really is kinda the perfect situation too." But then another thought hit Ryan. A big one. "But do you wanna… I mean… One of us has to… and the other…"
Seth reached out to brush a few strand of hair off of Ryan's forehead. Still soft. "You know what? You're kinda cute when you're nervous about asking me or telling me something. Just say it. It's not like you're going to anger me or disgust me or anything."
Ryan mock scowled at Seth. "Don't get smart with me. Just wait till you hear what I'm going to say, you may be changing your tune then."
Seth arranged a few more strands of Ryan's hair before trailing his thumb behind the blonde's ear. "I'm guessing you want to talk about who will give and who will receive."
Ryan smirked. "What is it you always say? You're knocking the wind from my sails?"
"It's took the wind out my sails. If you're going to quote me as a source of mockery, at least quote me correctly."
"Yeah, well, whatever. As you said, one of us does have to give and one does have to receive." Ryan appeared a bit uncomfortable. "And I remember your
adamant aversions to having someone stick something up your ass, so is it safe for me to assume you planned to give?"
Seth was rubbing Ryan earlobe between his thumb and forefinger. "I hadn't thought about that… What do you want to do? I mean… maybe I wouldn't
mind too much… if it was you doing it."
"Liar." Ryan smiled up at him.
"No! No… really. I mean, you say it feels really good. I've never been touched there before. Maybe I will like it." Seth tried to convince Ryan…and himself.
"Well…" Ryan started; keeping his blue eyes locked with Seth's warm brown ones. "Do you want me to give it a try? I'll start with my fingers and if you like that we can keep going. But if you don't like it, or if it is too much for your first time we can stop or switch."
Seth looked nervously back at Ryan. "You're going to put your fingers inside me?"
"Well yeah, you usually start out that way, especially for your first time. You didn't think you just immediately shoved your dick right in, did you? It's really not too much different than when you're with a girl. You need to make sure the other person is ready before you start anything." Ryan explained, nonchalantly, with the air of an expert.
Seth blushed slightly and looked a little embarrassed. "I didn't know that." He said in a small voice. "I've never done either."
Ryan gave a soft smile. "I'm sorry. I forgot. But it's good to know all the same. Does it still sound okay? We don't have to if you don't want to."
Seth absentmindedly played with Ryan's ear for a few more moments. "I want to try it. Let's do it." He pulled away from Ryan. "What do we need?"
Ryan began to sit up as well. "Damn, I forgot about that. I have condoms, but I didn't bring any lube with me. I had no idea we'd be doing this."
Seth burned bright. "I have some."
Ryan smirked. "So, you planned on doing this?"
Seth got even redder. "No!" He exclaimed, but then he got quieter. "I just never go anywhere without it."
"Sounds like the actions of a habitual masturbator." Ryan joked.
"Aw… forget it. I've changed my mind." Seth huffed, looking extremely embarrassed.
Ryan stopped joking and moved closer to Seth, wrapping an arm around his waist. "Oh… come on now Seth. I was just joking. Don't be a baby."
"You aren't helping your case at all by calling me a baby." Seth pouted.
Ryan leaned in and kissed Seth's pout. "Can I call you my baby?"
"Not if you want to live to see 17." Seth grumbled, flustered as always when Ryan was being cute with him.
"No pet names?" Ryan's eyes sparkled with playfulness.
Seth made a sound like a growl. "Are you going to get around to sticking your fingers up my ass anytime soon, or should I just go to bed?"
Vastly amused, Ryan didn't take offense. "Go grab your lube."
Seth did as he was told, rummaging through his bag and bringing Ryan back the large tube.
Ryan looked at the container at the large container of slippery clear liquid and tried not to laugh. He wondered when Seth had had the balls to go in a store and buy it.
"So…" Seth was staring at him apprehensively. "What do we do now?"
Ryan studied Seth for a moment. "Why don't you lie down on your back?" He instructed and watched as Seth obeyed. He remembered with a brief smile the clumsy way Brian and he had started out and tried to keep in mind some of the things they had done to make it easier and more comfortable. "Here." He said, taking a pillow from beside Seth's head and pulling it towards him. "Let's put this under your hips, it'll make everything easier to get to."
Seth looked down at his boxers. "Do you want me to take these off first?"
Ryan nodded. "Might be a good idea."
Seth awkwardly pulled his underwear off and lay back down.
"Lift up." Ryan instructed, indicating the pillow.
Seth lifted his backside up a few inches off the bed and Ryan slid the pillow underneath his hips.
Ryan looked Seth over. The boy was only half hard now, most likely a result of nerves and he looked slightly uncomfortable laying there stark naked with Ryan sitting between his legs, holding the bottle of lube in one hand.
To put Seth at ease, or well, at least to make him lose a little of his nervousness, Ryan put down the bottle of lube and with a light touch began to run his hands over the insides of Seth's thighs.
"Mmm…" Seth murmured.
Ryan continued to move his hands over Seth's flesh, not only his legs, but his hips and stomach, teasing his balls and cock. So that by the time Ryan had finished, Seth was rock hard again. He thought to stop and check one last time with Seth that this was okay, but he knew he would just make him nervous again. So he just pulled the lube bottle to him, opened it up, and coated his three middle fingers on his right hand. He looked to Seth's face then and when the dark haired boy nodded he knew it was time.
Ryan returned his hand to Seth's body, though a little lower than it had been before. He took his slick pointer finger and ran it over Seth's puckered entry. Seth squirmed a little, but didn't make much of a reaction otherwise. Ryan, as slowly and carefully as he could, slid his finger in, penetrating Seth for the first time.
Seth made a reaction that time. A surprised noise uttered from his mouth and it didn't sound like pleasant surprise. Seth squirmed backwards, trying to get away from the intrusion. "Ryan… no… stop… it feels funny."
Ryan didn't pause, but looked up and met Seth's uncomfortable glance. "It's going to feel a little weird at first. Give me a few minutes, it will feel better."
Seth didn't look like he believed him whatsoever. But with a determined air he stopped pulling away. "O… okay."
Ryan slowly continued using his finger to stretch and fuck Seth. The other boy was tight and hot and Ryan was dying to get his dick in there. But not yet… He had to make sure Seth was completely ready and really wanted it before he got his cock anywhere near there. Ryan felt Seth begin to relax a little, instead of being one long ball of tense and he knew he could introduce something new. He crooked his finger upwards and did a little searching. What he was looking for, he knew should be in only as far as his second knuckle and would feel kinda hardish and bumpy. After a moment or two he found it and rubbed it.
"Ooo…" Seth whispered calmly. "Well, that doesn't feel so bad."
Ryan continued to move his finger in an out, around and around, making sure to give Seth's prostate often. He was determined to get more than calm "Ooo" from Seth. The boy was definitely more relaxed now, the slight grimace was gone from his face and whenever Ryan rubbed against his prostate you could see the little spark of pleasure flit across his eyes.
When it no longer felt like his finger's circulation was being cut off, Ryan knew he could add a second. He slid his finger back out and then added his middle finger, sliding the two back in together. He resumed his pattern from before, in and out, around and around, and made sure to give Seth's prostate the attention it deserved.
The addition of the second finger seemed to make a difference to Seth. The little "Ooo's" that had been steadily getting less and less sedate, were now changing into charged "Mmm's" and choppy "Oh…Oh…'s". As Seth started to move around a little on the bed, meeting Ryan's light thrusts, gripping the sheets, and turning his head from side to side, Ryan knew everything was alright. It was when Seth panted "Ryan…" in such an encouraging way that Ryan added a third finger and began all over again.
"Ryan!" And this time when Seth called out his name it wasn't in a throaty aroused way it had been moments before, this time it was panicked.
Ryan pulled himself out of Seth and was looking up at him in under a second. "What's wrong? Did it hurt?"
Seth shook his head no. And from where Ryan sat, he could see the sparkle of light tears perched on Seth's eyelids. Ryan got out from between Seth's legs and went up to lay down next to him. The minute he stretched out, Seth turned to him, burying his face in the crook of Ryan's neck. Slightly awkwardly, Ryan wrapped his arms around Seth and held him close. "You sure I didn't hurt you Seth?" Ryan asked as he ran a hand soothingly down his back.
"Nnoo." Seth's voice quavered a little. "It didn't hurt… it was just…"
"Did it feel good?" Ryan asked softly.
Seth nodded yes against Ryan's chest. "It did feel good, it's just when you added another finger the last time it was…"
"Too much for your first time?" Ryan suggested.
Seth nodded again, his hair tickling Ryan's skin. "It was intense. I felt like I was going to…" He gave a small shutter.
"Shh…" Ryan whispered, his mouth against Seth's ear. "It's okay. Your first time can be like that."
Seth started to relax in Ryan's arms. "Was your first time like that?"
Ryan was glad Seth couldn't see his face right now because he knew he would be going a little pink. "Yeah. Brian and I were each other's firsts and let's put it this way, at least when you were feeling overwhelmed, you let me know and we… well we you know did this." Ryan indicated the two of them embraced. "Brian and I didn't uhm, ever do this. Instead, he ended up with a black eye and I got a bloody nose."
Seth laughed. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to laugh… it's just…"
"If you say anything about us being stereotypical, I'll kick you." But there was laughter in Ryan's voice as well.
"Okay, I won't say anything about macho guys who get black eyes and bloody noses instead of hugs when they feel the slightest twinge of vulnerability." Seth joked, lifting his head completely from Ryan's chest.
"Good, thank you, because I know you wouldn't want to make me angry."
"Oh? Why not?"
Ryan, knowing Seth was feeling better, reached a hand between the boy's legs and gave the still apparent erection a tug. "Because then I might not take care of this for you."
Seth drew in a sharp intake of breath, but then reached for Ryan's own half hard cock and stroked it until it too was standing at full attention. "Then, I won't take care of this either."
With a smile, Ryan planted a kiss on Seth's lips. "I know something that can take care of them both. Something we haven't done yet."
Seth smiled at Ryan. "I do believe I just chickened out of that." But then he paused with a slightly confused look on his face. "Unless you meant like sixty-nining… but like, I've never even given a blowjob, let alone trying to do one while you're blowing me. I'd probably end up biting you or something by accident."
Ryan looked pained for a moment. "Ouch… And no, I didn't mean 69. Though it gives me something to think about." He winked. "You were right the first time." Ryan paused when Seth opened his mouth to disagree. "But! The opposite way. Why don't you fuck me?"
Seth cocked an eyebrow at him. "No."
"No?" Ryan looked shocked.
"Nope, I won't fuck you. Can't do it."
"Why the hell not?"
Seth leaned in and kissed Ryan sweetly. "Because you mean too much to me. I could never fuck you."
Ryan caught on and he rolled his eyes… but he had a slight blush to his cheeks all the same. "Oh… well excuse me Casanova. I should have known better. Could I interest you in making love to me then?" And he said that last part with extreme mockery.
Seth nodded. "Yes, yes you could. But not tonight. Let's have normal, regular old sex tonight. And maybe one day in the near future we can make love."
Ryan burned a little brighter and gave Seth a light shove. "You are such a dork… a fucking cheesy dork."
Seth kissed him again, soft and true, with just the lightest sweep of tongue. "And you love me for it."
Ryan's answer was to kiss back, a little more aggressively, like he was trying to prove something. But then he extracted himself from Seth, removed his boxers, and laid down on his back, placing the pillow underneath his hips.
Seth stifled a laugh and crawled down the bed until he was between Ryan's legs. "Alright, what do I do now?"
Ryan looked over at him, his face cooling. "Just do what I did to you."
And so Seth did. With a little coaching from Ryan and getting over the whole 'I'm about to stick my hand up his ass.' Seth began. Starting with one finger, he stretched and moved and searched for the prostate. By the time Ryan was ready for a second finger Seth had the rhythm down pat and had Ryan writhing on the bed. By the time he added a third finger Ryan was practically begging Seth to enter him.
Seth had assumed they'd do it face to face, as no other possibility had ever really occurred to him. But when Ryan said they were ready, he turned over, getting on his knees, and explained that this would be easier for their first time. So, Seth slipped a condom on and lubed up. He looked uneasy at the situation at hand. But with Ryan's urges, he guided his throbbing erection inside Ryan, going as slow as his will power would allow him to.
And it was a test on his will power. Because this was hot, this was tight; this was everything his dick had ever hoped to be introduced to. He finally ended up all the way in, his dick completely swallowed by Seth's ass. "Fucking shit."
"My thoughts exactly." Ryan moaned. "And I thought that thing was rough on my jaw."
Seth, who had been about to start moving, his hips ready to thrust in a motion that seemed to come naturally, paused. "Does it hurt?"
Ryan moved instead, pulling away a little and the pushing back down. "I won't lie; it does a hurt a little bit. But give me a second to get used to it and I'll be fine." He could still sense Seth's hesitation, so he moved again. "Really, it's okay, you can move."
So Seth did. Slowly at first and then giving into the amazing feelings starting a quicker, harder pace. "Can you… can you cum… cum from… this?" He panted.
"If you can't… there's something… wrong… with you." Ryan panted back.
"No… not me…" Pant pant pant. "You!"
"Ohh…. umph… I… get it now… uh… some people… can… Ooo….other's… can't… I'm… I'm one… one of the… ohh…lucky one's."
The knowledge that he could make Ryan cum by doing this spurred Seth on, he held back his own orgasm, which had been ready for the last minute and doubled his efforts to hit Ryan's prostate with every thrust.
"Seth… fucking shit Seth…" Ryan nearly whimpered.
Seth, his hand still slightly slick, reached around Ryan and grabbed his cock, stroking it along with the rhythm the two of them were making.
This went on for a little while, both boys consumed completely with the task at hand and the sheer pleasure pulsating through their bodies.
When suddenly, Ryan tightened all around Seth and he felt as the dick in his hand bucked and spit, cumming all over the bed in front of them. The increased pressure on his own dick as Ryan clamped his muscles down sent Seth over the edge as well and he felt as he shot wave after wave into Ryan's ass.
With a groan Seth slumped down on top of Ryan as Ryan slumped down on the bed. "Ew." Ryan said as he realized what he just laid down in.
Seth laughed and pulled out slowly. "We need to clean up."
"Ew." Ryan repeated.
Seth pulled on Ryan's arm. "Come on, let's go clean up."
"Ew."
"I think you snapped something in your brain. Come on." Seth kept pulling. "The ew isn't going to stop until you clean up."
Ryan laughed and rolled over, smiling deviously. "Wanna take a shower with me?"
And one wet, slippery half hour (and… not to mention 2 more orgasms) later Ryan and Seth came out of the bathroom, clean, dry, and redressed.
"We're going to have to sleep together after all." Seth mentioned. "Despite Mom and Dad's rules."
"Why's that?" Ryan asked, yawning and leaning into Seth's side.
"Because you came all over the bed you had been sleeping in and unless you want to sleep in it, you're just going to have to sleep with me." Seth explained, throwing an arm around Ryan and leading him towards the clean bed.
"I think you should sleep in the dirty bed." Ryan said with another yawn, letting Seth guide him. "It was your fault that I came on it."
"True." And Seth's voice sounded a little prideful. "Well, how about we compromise and neither of us sleep on it?" Seth gave Ryan a light push and he fell back on the clean bed.
Ryan grabbed hold of him and he pulled him down as well. "Okay."
The two boys crawled under the covers and into each other's arms. They kissed lightly goodnight before putting their heads on a pillow and closing their eyes.
"Love ya Ryan." Seth said sleepily.
"Love ya too Seth."
And they both fell asleep.
*So, I was going to have Summer, using her key, walk in on them the next morning. But, as I already did a someone walking in on them scene, and unless I wanted to make it a theme… But all sorts of cool thoughts about what that would be like came to me. Summer with her "Ew's!", Seth with his babbled excuses, and Ryan… well Ryan broodingly watching it all. Maybe someone else will write it, cause I'd love to read it.*
Rating: NC-17 for language and sex
Disclaimer: They Belong to FOX, not me.
Spoilers: Up to The Escape, though my versions of what happened in TJ differ a tad… well more than a tad…What if the car hadn't broken down? What if they made it too TJ on the 1st night? And the big what if… What if Marissa hadn't come with them? What if she had stayed home, found out about her mom and dad there, found out about Luke over the phone from the girls inTJ… and what if she took the pills at home… Okay, I actually barely address any of this is this particular installment, cause I really didn't know what to do with her, so I just left her at home. I like Summer better anyway.
Description: Just a continuation of before. Still sappy and cheesy. Still a little weepy… but everyone always seems to be crying in my fics. Oh well. So, someone walks in on Seth and Ryan… whoever could it be? And what could it mean for Ryan and Seth's budding relationship? Beware of run on sentences, spelling and grammar errors, and Ryan being called Seth and Seth being called Ryan. I need to make a friend who would be willing to Beta… my beta's for my other kinds of slash refused to read OC stuff. Silly people.
The gasps that awoke Ryan and Seth the next morning were from Mr. and Mrs. Cohen. Waking up the morning after the party, they noticed their son was no where to be found, and had gone out to the pool house to see if Ryan had seen him.
He obviously had. As the two boys were still in Ryan's bed, Seth snuggled tightly in the blonde boy's arms, Ryan's face nuzzled into the dark haired boy's neck, looking to the whole world like… well like something Sandy and Kirsten were just not expecting at 11:30 am. Hence the gasps.
Ryan was the first one to begin to stir as Seth's parents came in. He opened his eyes and saw the back of Seth's neck and smiled warmly. He couldn't believe they had stayed like that all night. Then out of the corner of his eye he saw movement and realized they weren't alone. Then he remembered why he had woken up and knew whatever had made those gasps was now walking around the pool house. He extracted himself from Seth and started to sit up. But when he saw what he saw, he wished he had never opened his eyes.
Mrs. Cohen was standing by the head of the bed holding the small trash can in one hand and Seth's ruined boxers in the other. Mr. Cohen was standing at the foot of the bed holding the used towel. They both looked disgusted, angry, and a bit confused.
"Shit." Ryan swore under his breath and reached over to nudge Seth awake. "Seth…" He muttered.
Seth slowly began to wake up. His eyes still closed, he turned towards Ryan. "What, no kiss good morning?"
"Seth…" There was a warning in Ryan's voice and he really woke up. He too, sat up and looked around. He repeated Ryan's swear. "Shit."
Sandy and Kirsten were looking at the two of them, staring really, boring holes into the two boys. Mrs. Cohen spoke up first. "What the hell is going on here Seth? Ryan?"
The two scrambled completely apart then, putting distance between them on the bed.
"What were you doing out all night Seth?" Mr. Cohen asked in a loud voice, the tone unlike anything Ryan had heard yet. "What are the two of you doing in bed together?"
Ryan and Seth looked at each other with a quick glance. There was fear in both of their eyes. It was deeper in Ryan's though. Seth just had to face his parent's disapproval. Ryan knew something like this was enough to get him kicked out of the house and back out on his own faster than he could blink.
"So?" Kirsten asked, seeing the nervous look between the two. "What is going on? How long has this been going on? And… and… What made you two think it was okay to do this?"
Seth scrambled towards his mother, kicking the covers away completely. "Mom! Mom… it was just last night, we swear! I came down to the pool house to make sure Ryan was okay…" He launched into the story about Ryan being upset over Marissa and the rest of his life. And how the boy had ended up crying in his arms. Ryan was hissing at him to shut up, begging him not to go any farther. The Cohen's still looked really tense, but there was a flash of sympathy in Kirsten's eyes that was unmistakable. Seth continued on, talking about more of the night, leaving out graphic details, but saying enough for his parents to know that he and Ryan were doing things that most boys didn't do with their friends.
Ryan couldn't believe he was being this honest with his parents, letting his parents know this much. It was just going to make it worse and worse for the two of them, the more the Cohen's knew. The panic was gripping at Ryan now, he knew that he was going to be kicked out, he knew it. For the second time in 24 hours he felt tears coming to his eyes again. He pulled his knees up to his chest, folded his arms over them, and dropped his head onto his arms.
Seth finished up his explanation, making it sound to his parents as all they did was kiss and fall asleep together. Of course, Ryan was pretty sure they weren't going to buy it. They had some pretty damning evidence; exhibit A: the towel and exhibit B: the underwear.
"Oh boys." Kirsten sat down on the bed next to her son. "That's enough Seth; you don't have to explain any more." She sounded calmer. "We aren't mad at you. Shocked yes, maybe a little disappointed. But we aren't mad."
"Your mother is right boys." Sandy added. And the tightness around Ryan's chest doubled at 'your' mother. "We aren't mad at you. We don't like that once again Seth spent the whole night out of the house without letting us know where he was. And we're upset that you boys would sleep together in the same bed like that if this is how you feel about each other. You really do know better than that."
Ryan heard Mr. Cohen it down in the chair near the bed and felt the bed move as Seth turned towards his father. "We didn't know we felt this way." Seth's strained voice told his dad. "We don't know how we feel!"
"You mean you were just fooling around?" Kirsten's voice was rising again. She raised the underwear towards them. "Do you two just get off together? No feelings, just cheap sex?"
Normally, Seth would be freaking out that his mother had just said cheap sex. But instead he was to busy going scarlet. "We don't know! I swear it was the first and only time! It just happened! We have no clue what's going on! It wasn't cheap! I didn't know it was going to happen!" Seth was getting all worked up. The panic and the stress of the situation were getting to him. Tears of frustration were starting to come to his eyes.
"Oh… That's it… If you two had feelings for each other it would be one thing… But to just do this without any rhyme or reason!" Kirsten was getting worked up again. Sandy seemed beyond words. "Seth, get back up to the house, you are not allowed down here anymore. If you two are going to be so irresponsible! So irresponsible, we're just going to have to keep you two apart!"
With a horrified look on his face, Seth burst into tears. "We are not irresponsible! I came down here to help Ryan out, to make sure he was alright! It just jappened! We're sorry! We weren't trying to be cheap or anything! I'm sorry!"
Kirsten calmed down when her son started to cry. She moved closer to him and put her arm around him, drawing him in close. "Oh Seth… I'm sorry I yelled. It's just, what you two did… whatever you did… And maybe I'm just being old fashioned… But what you did, it should be done between 2 people who love each other, two people who are committed to each other. Not just because you're … you're horny." She stumbled over the last word as if it was something she had never said before.
"No!" Seth erupted, suddenly realizing what his parents were reducing this to. "It wasn't just because we were horny!" It was more than that! I love… I really like Ryan…" He knew he was finally saying it out loud to not only his parents but to Ryan as well and trailed off to a near whisper at the end.
Ryan froze at Seth's words. Had he been about to say he loved him? Hell, even that he really liked him…
Seth's mom gave him another squeeze. "Are you gay Seth?" She said it softly, caringly, not accusingly.
Seth shrugged. "I don't know…" He was still at a near whisper.
Kirsten was studying him now. "Well, are you attracted to other boys, are you attracted to Ryan? Did you like what you did with Ryan?"
"I'm not sure about other guys, but Ryan, yeah." Seth put his head down on his mother's shoulder. "Very much." And he was crying a bit harder now.
Ryan listened to Seth and wanted nothing more than to go over there and hold him until he stopped crying. But he was afraid to lift up his head, he was afraid to see the look on the Cohen's faces and see his fate sealed.
Sandy turned towards Ryan. The blonde boy had been fairly silent during his son's explanation and admission. He was interested in knowing what Ryan's part was in all of this. "Ryan?"
Ryan made a noise in acknowledgement from where his head was buried in his arms.
"Ryan, are you gay?" Sandy asked, not sounding quite as caring as his wife and make a touch more accusing.
"No…" Ryan mumbled gruffly from his arms. "Bi…"
Sandy sighed. "Did you talk Seth into this?"
Seth sprang up off his mother's shoulder when he heard his father's accusatory tone. "No Dad! He did not talk me into anything! This was my idea! I started it!"
Ryan felt a little surge of love as Seth stuck up for him and gave that small lie.
Kirsten took her turn to question Ryan. She repeated her questions she had asked Seth. "Do you like Seth? Are you attracted to him?" This had to be the hardest conversation she had ever had with her son. She knew at some point Sandy and she would have to discuss proper relationship behavior with Seth. They had gone over the birds and the bees, but they knew they would have to lay down some guidelines when Seth became involved with someone. She had just never dreamed that someone would be Ryan or any other boy for that matter. She and Sandy had voiced concerns once or twice about whether or not Seth was interested in girls. But as he was shy and a little behind the rest of the children his age maturity wise, they had always assumed it was just a matter of time. And lately all he talked about was that Summer girl. This was just all so surprising. She returned her attention to Ryan, when she realized he had not answered her yet. "Well Ryan? Take your head out of your arms and look at us when we are speaking to you."
Ryan did not raise his head. He was too afraid to talk to them, too afraid to look them in the eye. He knew when he did; they'd be telling him he was out, gone. And with that thought in his head, if he was to open his mouth one more time to speak, he'd be in tears. And he didn't want that to happen. He didn't want them to know how much it would kill him to leave.
Seth heard Ryan make that same choking noise from the night before and knew his friend was hiding like that because he was close to crying. Seth tried to imagine what could have the boy so upset and as he thought, it hit him. Ryan probably assumed he was going to be kicked out of the house and that was what had him so distraught. Seth knew Ryan was trying so hard to stay out of trouble and to keep his parents happy with him. And even though they had promised Ryan he wasn't going anywhere, Seth could understand how Ryan would think that something like this would be enough to make them change their minds. The thought no had him a little panicked as well. He turned to his mother and father. "Mom! Dad! You're not going to send Ryan away because of this, are you? It wasn't his fault! It was mine! You can't make him leave!" Seth was near sobbing
"God no!" Sandy exclaimed, looking startled at what Seth had said. "Ryan's part of the family now. We're not sending him anywhere."
Kirsten wrapped her arm around her son again. "Seth, we care about Ryan very much, just like we care about you. And that's why we are so upset with the two of you. We don't want either of you to get hurt. Of course we aren't sending Ryan away. He belongs here now."
Hearing those words from Mr. And Mrs. Cohen proved to be too much for Ryan. Not only was he not going to have to leave, but they weren't just worried about Seth. They cared about him too. They were worried about him. The relief washed over him and in seconds he was crying into his arms as loudly as Seth.
Kirsten moved her and Seth over to Ryan and put her free arm around the other boy, pulling him close. A boy on each shoulder, she gave them both a few minutes to calm down before they advance any farther in the conversation. "Boys… shh… it's going to be okay."
"Come on now boys." Sandy interjected, looking uncomfortably at the 3 on the bed. "There's no reason to be this upset. Enough with the tears now."
"Too much that your son's a queer? Don't want him to be a cry baby too?" Seth sniffled on his mother shoulder, though his voice was joking and not bitter.
Sandy's chest got a little tight at the whole 'your son's a queer' thing, but he knew he really wasn't to upset about it. As long as Seth was happy. "Seth. Don't call yourself that. And… and… There's just no reason to be crying like this. Like we said, everything is going to be okay."
Ryan swiped furiously at his eyes, quickly stopping the flow. As he sat comfortable under Mrs. Cohen's arm, he knew Mr. Cohen was right. There was no reason to be getting on like the two of them were. But he didn't feel too ashamed of himself; that had been one hell of a scare. And just like last night, he did feel better. But he looked at Mr. Cohen. "Sorry."
Sandy smiled softly at Ryan. The difference between the moody, smart alec boy he had met in juvenile detention facility to the young man sitting with his wife now was amazing. He knew that the boy would let down his guard with them at some point, but he had no idea it would have been so soon. And the fact that the idea of leaving them had him so shaken up. Sandy couldn't help but love the boy. And if his son was gay, or whatever he was, he couldn't trust another person more than Ryan as his partner in exploration. "It looks like the two of you have to work this out. If you don't want us to interfere we won't. But if you need our help, we are here for you. Also, if you decide not to date… get together, be together, whatever it is, there will be no more fooling around. Though, if you decide to be together…" He couldn't help that his voice sounded a little choked. "We ask that you show each other and the two of us respect. No sneaking around, no doing things you know you shouldn't. And either way, no more late night parties like this, okay?"
Both Seth and Ryan nodded in agreement.
"So, we aren't in trouble?" Seth asked, his eyes still a bit wet.
"No…" Kirsten said as she still had the boys in her arms. "Not if you work this out and make a decision. Do you promise? We'll give you time and all."
"Though…" Sandy began. "I think we'll have to cancel the plans for the two of you to go to ComicCon. It might not be such a good idea for you two to go
on that trip alone now."
Seth froze. He hadn't brought up his alternative plans for ComicCon to Ryan yet. Everyone else there age went to Tijuana that weekend. And this year he wanted to be everyone else for once. There was no way his parents would let him and Ryan go to Tijuana, so the fact that ComicCon fell on the same weekend was the perfect cover. "No! No, we won't be alone! A few friends of ours are planning to come along too. You can't call it off now. I've gone every time for years. I never miss it."
Ryan couldn't understand why Seth was so adamant about going to this comic thing. He had agreed to it only because Seth was so ecstatic about it. To tell the truth, it sounded like a geek fest to him. And what friends was he going to get to come along?
"Alright, alright." Sandy agreed. "But we need to approve these friends before hand, deal?"
Seth beamed and nodded. "Deal!"
"Okay. Now Seth, up to the house. Let's leave Ryan alone for a little while. You two need some time to think and clean up." Kirsten said, letting go of Seth, giving Ryan a big hug and a kiss on the cheek, and then getting off the bed.
The Cohen's were leaving the pool house, when Seth paused and turned back to Ryan. He gave a really small smile thing and wave, but without moving his arm from where it hung at his side. "Bye Ry."
Too friggin' cute. Ryan gave a huge grin back at him, but didn't wave. Instead he winked and kissed the air in Seth's direction. He chuckled to himself as he watched the boy leave in a fluster.
Ryan laid back on the bed once he was alone. There was a warm feeling all through out him. He had a family who cared about him. He had an amazing place to live. And maybe, just maybe he had a best friend who could end up being more. All the two of them had to do was make the biggest decision of their young lives.
***
It was the day of the trip to Tijuana, or to ComicCon as the Cohen's believed. Since the morning that Seth's parents had found the two boys together the two had tried to sit down and talk things through. And so far they had not been able to have a good long discussion. Twice they had tried to talk in the living room and got embarrassed and ended up playing video games in silence until dinner had been called. Once they had been in the pool and Ryan had started to talk, but Seth, who had been staring intently at his mouth, had leaned in to give him the quickest, hottest little kiss Ryan had ever experience. And he had ended up getting flustered and dunking himself in the water, all thoughts of serious discussion having escaped his mind and were replaced by giddy, happy feelings of Seth's kiss. And the last
time they had tried had been 2 mornings ago, but Summer, Summer had called, she was going to Tijuana, but her ride had fallen though, and no not only did they have the 'chaperone' requested by Mr. Cohen, but she was more than willing to lie about the whole ComicCon thing in return for a free ride.
Fun weekend in Tijuana - Yea!
Beautiful Brunette who makes Seth forget everyone else exists - Boo!
Ryan was glad they got to go and nervous about deceiving the Cohen's of course, but most of all he was pretty sure they wouldn't be having their talk this weekend.
Not with Summer around.
Ryan watched as Summer and Seth bickered and laughed as they put the remaining items in the SUV. Sandy came up behind him and startled him by saying. "She's hot stuff, that Summer."
Ryan shrugged. "She's okay."
"Not really your type, huh?"
For a moment Ryan thought Mr. Cohen was making fun of him, implying he didn't have an interest in girls. But then he continued. "Marissa Cooper is more your type of girl, isn't she? I can see that. She's not quite as… uhm… loud as Summer. Though I guess a girl would have to talk a lot to get a word in edge wise with Seth."
Ryan shrugged again. "Yeah, Marissa's okay. She's with Luke though."
"Ahh..." Sandy gave a nod. "You're not going to keep trying? That didn't seem to deter you before."
"It doesn't matter." Ryan said, not really paying 100% attention to the conversation as his gaze had fallen on Seth who was teasing Summer about the amount of bags she had brought. He looked like he was having a lot of fun. He looked happy. "Maybe I shouldn't go on this trip."
"What? And let Summer take your man?" Sandy was smiling jokingly. "Really now… go, I don't want the two of them alone all weekend any more than you do."
Ryan really wasn't prepared for that comment. He looked at Mr. Cohen kind of wide eyed.
Sandy laughed. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to shock you. But you and Seth did have that talk right? I saw that little kiss in the pool, so I'm hoping you did."
Ryan felt his face flare up, he had no idea they had been seen. "Uhm…actually… we haven't yet."
Sandy narrowed his eyes at his adopted son. "And why not?"
Ryan squirmed under the stare. "We've tried. It isn't easy. Everytime we try we either get too embarrassed or something comes up." He looked bitterly at Summer. "Or Someone."
Sandy let out a small sigh. "You've got to set aside embarrassment and ignore outside distractions. We had a deal, remember?"
Ryan nodded. "Maybe we'll get a few minutes to do it this weekend."
"Good." Sandy smiled. "Seth come here for a moment!"
Seth begrudgingly came over as Summer went to say goodbye to Marissa. "What Dad?"
Mr. Cohen rambled on and on about phone numbers, air in the tires, and gas in the car for a few minutes. Finally in a lower voice, he said, "Okay boys, have a good time, behave, and try to stay out of trouble. I know you said the hotel room you got has two beds… so one of you be a gentleman and take a couch or the floor. No sharing. Do you understand me?"
Seth moaned. "Yes Dad."
And with a few more added everyday instructions, they were ready to go. Summer came back with well wishes from Marissa. And they were off. Seth and Summer fought and complained the whole ride there while Ryan sat in the back wishing they'd both shut up and maybe just leave summer on the side of the road. But they got there without any major problems and dropped there stuff off in the hotel room. Summer bitched about having to share the room with the two of them, but deep down understood when Ryan and Seth didn't want her to be all alone. Surprisingly, she invited them out with her and the 3 had a pretty good time drinking and dancing all night, until they ran into the other Newport kids. They caught Luke with Holly and summer rushed off with some of the other girls to call Marissa and let her know all about it. She called over her shoulder as she was rushing out the door that she would stay with the girls tonight and would meet up with the 2 boys for breakfast tomorrow. Some of the other kids shot her an odd look at the second part of that statement, but in the rush to call Marissa, none of them gave it too much thought.
And Ryan and Seth were left alone. Finally in Ryan's opinion. "So do you uhm… wanna have a few more drinks and hang out? Or should we go back to the hotel?" Seth asked Ryan after they had quickly left the club they had been at in order to avoid any further confrontation with Luke and his water polo cronies. "We could try another bar? Pick up some honeys?"
Ryan gave Seth a smirk. "I think you've had enough honeys for one day. Let's go back to the hotel. We can uh… hang out there."
"And as I left my Ryan Atwood decoder ring at home…" Seth cracked. "Does that mean let's go back to the hotel and make out? Or let's go back to the hotel and have that long awaited talk we've been avoiding?"
Ryan narrowed his eyes at Seth as they jostled their way down the street to the hotel. "We promised we wouldn't do the first without doing the second."
"Ah…" Seth's baby brown's sparkled excitingly. "But we're in Tijuana and what happens in Mexico stays in Mexico."
A sad look flashed through Ryan's eyes briefly. "So you want some one night stand we never talk about again? A secret little fuck fling we ignore happened when we get back to Newport? Maybe something like Luke and Holly were doing?"
They arrived at the hotel just as Ryan finished up. Silently they went up to their room. "Well?" Ryan asked when Seth still hadn't answered him.
"Well, well what?" Seth said, a touch of aggravation in his voice. He sat down in a slump on one of the beds. "I guess we're going to have the talk, huh?"
Ryan just looked at him as he took a seat on the other bed.
Seth was starting to look scared. "Ryan… I don't know. Yeah, maybe I do just want a one-night stand we pretend never happened when we get home. It might be easier that way."
"Alright, if that's what you want." Ryan answered in a voice devoid of…well anything. He stood up and went into the bathroom.
Seth stayed on the bed, staring at the bathroom door. He stayed like that as he listened to Ryan flush the toilet, run the water in the sink for a few minutes, and then come back out. He had his boots, tee-shirt, and jeans in his hands, having stripped down to his green boxers. Seth's eyes got wide and hungry as he took in Ryan's tight muscular body while the boy put his clothes on the chair and his boots on the ground. When he crawled up on the other bed, pulling down the covers and getting in, laying on his side facing away from Seth, Seth scrambled over there himself. He was reaching out for Ryan's shoulder when the boy spoke.
"Get off the bed Seth." The words were cold, hard.
Seth froze mid action. "But… I thought…"
"You thought wrong." Ryan turned to face him, the look in his eyes making them appear 2 pieces of solid blue ice. "If that's how you want it, you'll have to go back out and find it elsewhere. Because you're not getting that from me."
"What?" Seth sat there stunned. The he regained the use of his body and got off the bed. "What the hell Ryan? Fuck this! Who knew you were going to be such a stickler for my parents made up rules! You wanna have the talk? Fine! Let's have the stupid talk!"
"Fuck off Seth! I'm not talking to you about anything when you're acting like this!" Ryan yelled back at Seth, sitting up in bed.
"I'll do the talking then. It's how it usually is anyway. Now, let's see. We're supposed to be deciding whether or not we want to be together. Not an easy question, is it? Because I guess we have to decide what we have here first. Are we in love? Are we in lust? Or maybe, do we just kinda like each other? Is there a strong enough attraction between the two of us, are we actually compatible enough to even consider considering a relationship? And what was that night? Was it just two horny teenagers getting off…" Seth winced when he said that, because after addressing all of his own fears, that night came flooding back to him. "Or did you feel what I felt?"
Ryan was still upset with Seth. "All I felt was your hard on stabbing me half the night."
It would have hurt Seth less if Ryan had hit him. "That's too bad, because what I felt was amazing. That magical joining of souls kind of thing you hear about in the chick flicks mom likes. To me that night was about love and respect and admiration and not about hormones or getting off."
"Than I really don't understand why we can't consider our possible relationship." Ryan said, his voice changing, showing the signs of emotion as the look in his eyes began to soften.
"Because I'm scared shitless at the thought. Aren't you?" Seth glanced over at Ryan, the fear definitely in his eyes.
"What's there to be scared of?" Any anger or bitterness was now completely gone from Ryan's face and voice.
"Are the two of us really ready to come flying out of the closet together? We're already pretty unpopular with a certain group of jocks who would have kicking our ass material for like the next century if the two of us came out as a couple. And you're trying to stay out of trouble and I'm trying to live to be 17." Seth was watching Ryan closely, hoping his voice didn't sound as pathetic as he thought.
Ryan sat against the headboard and patted the section of bed between his legs, beckoning Seth over to sit with him with a warm smile.
Hesitantly, Seth made his way over to Ryan, climbing on the bed and paused right be fore he sat where Ryan had indicated. But Ryan was holding out his arms for Seth and the minute he was close enough he pulled him in. Ryan pulled him until Seth's back was against his chest and his curly head was a few inches under his chin. The boy was lying, more than sitting against him. Ryan wrapped his arms around the front of him locking his hands so they rested on Seth's stomach, rising and falling lightly with his breaths. He knew there would be a big grin on his face. He had been dying to hold Seth against him like that for a while now.
"And then there's Summer and Marissa." Seth, getting comfortable against Ryan, began again, softer this time. "We can't deny the fact that we are both still interested in the two of them." But as he rested against Ryan's chest and felt those strong arms around him, he had to wonder who he wanted more. "Do you want an open relationship? Where we're together, but we can still see other people?"
Ryan turned his head to place his cheek on Seth's curls. "There isn't anyone else I want to see."
Seth shuttered with the intensity of that statement. "You aren't going to keep pursuing Marissa?"
"She's with Luke." Ryan answered plainly.
"But after Summer gets to tell her about tonight, she may not be. She may be single again." Seth reminded.
"It doesn't matter anymore." Ryan admitted. "There's no reason for me to wait for her to make up her mind any longer."
Seth reached over and stroked Ryan's forearm lightly. "You still like her though Ryan. Don't lie to me or yourself and say you don't."
The feel of Seth's touch and the things it did to him made an odd a contrast with the emotions thinking about giving up on Marissa completely caused. Ryan's hands tightened a little on themselves over Seth's stomach. "Yeah… well… Hey! Isn't this supposed to be about me and you, not me and Marissa?"
Seth continued to stroke Ryan's arm. "Well we need to figure out you and Marissa before we can figure out you and me."
The power of Seth's touch was driving the thought of Marissa right out of his mind. Ryan rubbed his cheek back and forth over Seth's hair a few times. "How about you and Summer?"
Seth gave a very soft laugh. "There's more you and Marissa than there is Summer and I."
Ryan smiled at that. "I know you don't want to give up on Summer either."
"No more than you want to give up on Marissa." Seth's voice was starting to sound sad. "We don't have much of a chance do we?"
Ryan put him arms tighter around Seth… almost as if to say he wasn't going to let go. "It completely depends on us."
Hearing this, Seth asked the question he really wasn't sure he wanted the answer to. "Are you sure you're really willing to give up Marissa for me?"
"For us Seth, for us. And I really don't feel like I'm giving anything up. Gaining something big, yeah. But not giving anything up."
If Seth had been a girl he would have just swooned. "But… but…"
"Do you like me Seth? Do you want to be with me?" Ryan lifted one hand and caressed the side of Seth's face.
Seth closed his eyes and made a noise like purring. "Yes…"
"Okay, well good, because I like you, I want to be with you." Ryan placed a really soft kiss on Seth's head. "What if I told you, you were still more than welcome to flirt with Summer? Try and get a date with her?"
"Huh?"
"And that we didn't have to let anyone outside the house know about the two of us?"
"What are you saying?"
Ryan lifted his head back up and soothed Seth's curls with his hand before trailing it down his head, neck, and shoulders. "We want this. We want to be together, but we're scared of what will happen if everyone find out. So, we keep it a secret. You keep chasing Summer by day; it'll make you appear no different, no less hetero than before. Just as long as you come home to me at night. Just as long as you know who your heart belongs to."
Ryan was solving 90% of the problem for Seth. But there was still one thing. "What if Summer finally says yes?"
"Then take her out. Go to a movie, go to a party. Just come home to me."
"What if she wants to go further than just a date?" Seth knew he might have been doing some wishful thinking here. "What if she wants to hook up… or become my girlfriend?"
Ryan's fingers stopped their movement on Seth's shoulder and his other hand dropped from Seth's stomach. "You have to decide that Seth. Me or her. You can't have both of us. You can have us now and maybe miss out on Summer later. Or you can definitely miss out on us now and maybe have a chance of being with Summer later. It's your choice."
Seth could hear the small touch of pain in Ryan's and knew he had hurt him, which he had totally not wanted to do. "Ryan… I'm sorry…"
Seth could feel Ryan sigh. "It's okay Seth. I understand. It's a big decision. Why don't we sleep on it?"
"Okay. That's a good idea." Seth felt as Ryan began to shift behind him and he moved so that he could extract himself. "Can I sleep here with you tonight?"
Ryan looked Seth in the eyes. "No Seth. We aren't supposed to."
"What if I had agreed right away? Would you have broken the rules then and let me?" Seth asked.
Ryan smiled and the laughed. "I'll guess you'll never know, huh Seth?" He lay down in bed and pulled the covers up over him, still looking up at Seth.
Seth lowered his head right down to Ryan's. "I'm going to give this serious thought. I don't want you to think just because at first I just wanted to take the coward's way out and just fool around that it means I don't want this and that I won't take it genuinely. Because I do like you and I do want to be with you."
Ryan gave a soft small smile. "I know." He felt warmth spreading throughout him.
"Good." And Seth moved in and gave Ryan a thorough, tongue infested kiss as proof.
Ryan pushed him away, laughing. "Like it wasn't hard enough to kick you out of bed in the first place!"
Seth laughed as well and worked his way over to the other bed where he just pulled back the covers enough to pull out the pillow before flopping down on top of the comforter to lay down completely clothed. "Night Ry."
"Goodnight." Ryan drifted off asleep to dreams of kisses from Seth.
On the other hand, Seth laid there and thought it all through. Summer or Ryan. Ryan or Summer.
***A Few Hours Later***
"Ryan." Seth shook the sleeping boy's shoulder in an attempt to wake him up. "Rryyaann…"
Ryan blinked once, yawned, and rolled towards Seth. He blinked a few more times up at the dark haired boy who was sitting on the bed next to him. "Wha….what's wrong?" He yawned broadly. "You okay?"
Seth nodded yes solemnly. "I made me decision. "I wanted to tell you."
Ryan looked into Seth's paler than normal face and suddenly felt a little afraid. Seth looked very nervous about telling him. He must have decided to wait for Summer. "It couldn't wait for morning?"
Seth shook his head no. "I wanted to tell you the minute I was sure."
Ryan looked at his watch. He had been asleep for three hours. "Have you been up this whole time?"
Seth nodded yes again. "I wanted to make sure I thought it through 100%."
Ryan gave himself a brief moment to imagine the 3-hour rambling conversation Seth had most likely had with himself in his head. "And what was your decision?"
"I have a crush on Summer. She beautiful and sexy. But that's about it. We really don't have the kinds of things in common you need to have a relationship that lasts. She's been my jerk off fantasy for years. But my attachment to her isn't much more than that." Seth said very seriously, looking straight at Ryan. "But you and I. You and I click. We understand each other. Often when it seems like no one else does. We may not have everything in common either, but we do when it counts, the important stuff. I'm comfortable around you, at ease. Summer makes me feel frustrated, but you, you make me feel good." Seth paused to study Ryan and his reaction to all of this.
Ryan was staring at Seth in a bit of amazement. This wasn't exactly how he had planned Seth's explanation to go. So far it seemed to be in his favor, but he wasn't getting his hopes up completely yet. "You make me feel good too Seth."
Seth smiled sheepishly. "I loved what we did that night and not just because we got off together. But because we shared something so intimate, something so amazing. And I know you felt it too. There's something that happens when we touch each other, even in the simplest, and it was like it was meant to be. My skin responds to yours like my body has never responded to anything ever before. And maybe it isn't the norm and maybe there are people out there who will say it isn't right. But I want what we have. I want to be with you. And I don't want to have to hide it if you don't want to, because there is a part of me that wants to scream it to the world because I know what we'll have is going to be so special and I want everyone to know that." Seth paused to draw in a deep breath. "I guess what I'm trying to say is that I want to be with you, if you will still have me, because I know we could fall into this so easily, because Ryan Atwood I believe I'm already falling for you."
Ryan was stunned. No one had ever talked to him like that.
No one ever.
It did the oddest combination of things to him. It made him want to laugh and cry and kiss Seth until they couldn't think anymore. He didn't do any of it. He just lay there completely taken aback by Seth's honesty, his sincerity, and his love.
"Should I read your silence as a no or a yes?" Seth asked uneasily, as he had just completely bared his soul, leaving himself wide open and vulnerable.
Ryan found his voice. "Shit Seth, I'm sorry." He gave a nervous laugh. "I'm just in a bit of shock. Yes…yes! Totally, 100% yes!"
Seth laughed lightly too. "So I shocked you, huh?"
Ryan nodded yes. "You looked so grave when you woke me up, I was so sure you were going to say you chose to wait for Summer. And then when you said all of that, you kinda blew my mind."
Seth gave an embarrassed grin. "I know I may have gotten a little flowery with it all…"
"No, no. You, well you spoke from your heart. It was… it was kinda beautiful." Ryan gave him a warm smile in return. A little embarrassed himself; he reached out and took Seth's hand. "And just like the feeling I get whenever we touch, I've never experience anything like it."
Seth flushed red. "Listen to the two of us." He tried to draw the conversation away from the very personal, intimate way it had been going. It was disconcerting to talk to Ryan like that, to hear Ryan talk like that back to him. Even if it was what they were feeling, even if it was the truth. "We sound like a couple of girl…"
Ryan cut him off. "We sound like two people who are falling for each other. And it may feel a little awkward. But there's nothing wrong with that and nothing to be embarrassed by."
Seth wondered how someone who had never been given proper love, never got the love he deserved, could know so much about and be so comfortable with it.
"What are you thinking about?" Ryan asked Seth, noticing that he was just staring at him.
"How amazing you are." Seth seemed to just blurt out with out thinking and he blushed deeply again.
Ryan chuckled. "God, I hope you're always that honest with me. And thanks." He smirked. "I think you're pretty great too."
"Eh! Stop looking at me with that shit eating grin and kiss me or something!" Seth announced, thoroughly flustered.
Ryan finally sat up then, getting as close to Seth as possible, so that his legs, bent at the knee, draped over Seth's. He put an arm around Seth's waist, pulling the boy even nearer to him and ran his hand through the dark curls. "Only you would combine shit eating and kiss me in the same sentence." And he tilted Seth's head as he leaned in to kiss him.
Seth, who had been sitting crossed legged that whole time, wanted to get even closer to Ryan. He put both arms around Ryan's lower back and heaved him, with a bit of difficulty, into his lap. Ryan made himself comfortable there, linking his legs behind Seth and tightening the arm around Seth's waist.
And like that they kissed.
And kissed.
And kissed.
Open mouthed, closed mouth, with tongue, and with teeth.
They kissed until you would think they knew every square millimeter of each other's mouths down to the cellular composition.
Seth knew Ryan was hard, in just his boxers it was visible and free between them. Seth was hard too; however, as he was still in his jeans, the restriction was tight and wholly uncomfortable. He broke their kiss and moved one arm from where it had been at the base of Ryan's spine, stroking and caressing, to around his neck. Struggling slightly, he lowered Ryan down on the bed and then got off it himself. He yanked off his tee shirt and ripped off his jeans, before climbing back on the bed to crawl over Ryan.
Ryan reached for Seth the minute he was on top of him, hands now smoothing over soft boy skin instead on cloth.
Seth, one arm propping him up, reached his other hand between Ryan's legs, but Ryan gently pushed it away. "Ryan…" He breathed. He reached again and Ryan repeated his prior action, knocking it away a little harder this time.
"No Seth, we can't, we promised your parents." Ryan moaned, obviously not as all happy with his own statement.
"We also told my parents we were going to Comic Con and we're here in Tijuana. We held up our end of the bargain. We had out talk. It's not like one of us is going to come home pregnant, how are they ever going to know?" Seth was pleading his case as he tried a third time to get his hand on Ryan's dick.
Ryan's fingernails grazed over Seth's skin. "Seth…" He let Seth reach his goal. "Do you really think we should?"
Seth had his hand in Ryan's boxers now, stroking him. "Yes, good God yes!"
"Fuck." Ryan thrust up in Seth's hand. "You're right. No one will know but us. What happens in Mexico stays in Mexico. Let's do it."
They locked mouths again in a deep kiss, as Seth continued to jerk Ryan off. And Ryan continued to stroke every inch of Seth's skin he could reach. After a few minutes Seth broke the kiss and caught Ryan's attention. "Can we make love?"
Ryan looked up at Seth, stopping all actions completely. "Can we do what?" He almost yelled.
Seth blanched; he stopped pulling on Ryan and dropped his hand. "I know it's a little soon… but we may not have a chance like this again for a while… and I just thought…"
Ryan drew in a few deep breaths. "No… no… sorry… I didn't mean to yell like that, it's just…" He took another breath. "Did you just ask if we could make lu… well, if we could have sex?"
Seth nodded. He suddenly felt really stupid that he had called it making love.
"Wow… Hell… I don't know Seth… that's a big step." He scratched his head. "At first I thought I was hearing things. Do you really want to do that?"
Seth nodded again, a lot more enthusiastically this time.
Ryan appeared to be pondering hard. On one hand, they had only just got together and if they were going to have a strong relationship they needed to take steps. And this would be more of a leap. But then again, Seth was right; they might not have a chance like this again for a long, long time.
There was also the promise to Mr. And Mrs. Cohen to consider. Ryan knew they would be very disappointed if they knew the two boys did that so quickly.
But what seemed to be the theme of the weekend popped into his head; what happens in Mexico stays in Mexico.
Ryan looked back up at Seth. "I guess we could… It really is kinda the perfect situation too." But then another thought hit Ryan. A big one. "But do you wanna… I mean… One of us has to… and the other…"
Seth reached out to brush a few strand of hair off of Ryan's forehead. Still soft. "You know what? You're kinda cute when you're nervous about asking me or telling me something. Just say it. It's not like you're going to anger me or disgust me or anything."
Ryan mock scowled at Seth. "Don't get smart with me. Just wait till you hear what I'm going to say, you may be changing your tune then."
Seth arranged a few more strands of Ryan's hair before trailing his thumb behind the blonde's ear. "I'm guessing you want to talk about who will give and who will receive."
Ryan smirked. "What is it you always say? You're knocking the wind from my sails?"
"It's took the wind out my sails. If you're going to quote me as a source of mockery, at least quote me correctly."
"Yeah, well, whatever. As you said, one of us does have to give and one does have to receive." Ryan appeared a bit uncomfortable. "And I remember your
adamant aversions to having someone stick something up your ass, so is it safe for me to assume you planned to give?"
Seth was rubbing Ryan earlobe between his thumb and forefinger. "I hadn't thought about that… What do you want to do? I mean… maybe I wouldn't
mind too much… if it was you doing it."
"Liar." Ryan smiled up at him.
"No! No… really. I mean, you say it feels really good. I've never been touched there before. Maybe I will like it." Seth tried to convince Ryan…and himself.
"Well…" Ryan started; keeping his blue eyes locked with Seth's warm brown ones. "Do you want me to give it a try? I'll start with my fingers and if you like that we can keep going. But if you don't like it, or if it is too much for your first time we can stop or switch."
Seth looked nervously back at Ryan. "You're going to put your fingers inside me?"
"Well yeah, you usually start out that way, especially for your first time. You didn't think you just immediately shoved your dick right in, did you? It's really not too much different than when you're with a girl. You need to make sure the other person is ready before you start anything." Ryan explained, nonchalantly, with the air of an expert.
Seth blushed slightly and looked a little embarrassed. "I didn't know that." He said in a small voice. "I've never done either."
Ryan gave a soft smile. "I'm sorry. I forgot. But it's good to know all the same. Does it still sound okay? We don't have to if you don't want to."
Seth absentmindedly played with Ryan's ear for a few more moments. "I want to try it. Let's do it." He pulled away from Ryan. "What do we need?"
Ryan began to sit up as well. "Damn, I forgot about that. I have condoms, but I didn't bring any lube with me. I had no idea we'd be doing this."
Seth burned bright. "I have some."
Ryan smirked. "So, you planned on doing this?"
Seth got even redder. "No!" He exclaimed, but then he got quieter. "I just never go anywhere without it."
"Sounds like the actions of a habitual masturbator." Ryan joked.
"Aw… forget it. I've changed my mind." Seth huffed, looking extremely embarrassed.
Ryan stopped joking and moved closer to Seth, wrapping an arm around his waist. "Oh… come on now Seth. I was just joking. Don't be a baby."
"You aren't helping your case at all by calling me a baby." Seth pouted.
Ryan leaned in and kissed Seth's pout. "Can I call you my baby?"
"Not if you want to live to see 17." Seth grumbled, flustered as always when Ryan was being cute with him.
"No pet names?" Ryan's eyes sparkled with playfulness.
Seth made a sound like a growl. "Are you going to get around to sticking your fingers up my ass anytime soon, or should I just go to bed?"
Vastly amused, Ryan didn't take offense. "Go grab your lube."
Seth did as he was told, rummaging through his bag and bringing Ryan back the large tube.
Ryan looked at the container at the large container of slippery clear liquid and tried not to laugh. He wondered when Seth had had the balls to go in a store and buy it.
"So…" Seth was staring at him apprehensively. "What do we do now?"
Ryan studied Seth for a moment. "Why don't you lie down on your back?" He instructed and watched as Seth obeyed. He remembered with a brief smile the clumsy way Brian and he had started out and tried to keep in mind some of the things they had done to make it easier and more comfortable. "Here." He said, taking a pillow from beside Seth's head and pulling it towards him. "Let's put this under your hips, it'll make everything easier to get to."
Seth looked down at his boxers. "Do you want me to take these off first?"
Ryan nodded. "Might be a good idea."
Seth awkwardly pulled his underwear off and lay back down.
"Lift up." Ryan instructed, indicating the pillow.
Seth lifted his backside up a few inches off the bed and Ryan slid the pillow underneath his hips.
Ryan looked Seth over. The boy was only half hard now, most likely a result of nerves and he looked slightly uncomfortable laying there stark naked with Ryan sitting between his legs, holding the bottle of lube in one hand.
To put Seth at ease, or well, at least to make him lose a little of his nervousness, Ryan put down the bottle of lube and with a light touch began to run his hands over the insides of Seth's thighs.
"Mmm…" Seth murmured.
Ryan continued to move his hands over Seth's flesh, not only his legs, but his hips and stomach, teasing his balls and cock. So that by the time Ryan had finished, Seth was rock hard again. He thought to stop and check one last time with Seth that this was okay, but he knew he would just make him nervous again. So he just pulled the lube bottle to him, opened it up, and coated his three middle fingers on his right hand. He looked to Seth's face then and when the dark haired boy nodded he knew it was time.
Ryan returned his hand to Seth's body, though a little lower than it had been before. He took his slick pointer finger and ran it over Seth's puckered entry. Seth squirmed a little, but didn't make much of a reaction otherwise. Ryan, as slowly and carefully as he could, slid his finger in, penetrating Seth for the first time.
Seth made a reaction that time. A surprised noise uttered from his mouth and it didn't sound like pleasant surprise. Seth squirmed backwards, trying to get away from the intrusion. "Ryan… no… stop… it feels funny."
Ryan didn't pause, but looked up and met Seth's uncomfortable glance. "It's going to feel a little weird at first. Give me a few minutes, it will feel better."
Seth didn't look like he believed him whatsoever. But with a determined air he stopped pulling away. "O… okay."
Ryan slowly continued using his finger to stretch and fuck Seth. The other boy was tight and hot and Ryan was dying to get his dick in there. But not yet… He had to make sure Seth was completely ready and really wanted it before he got his cock anywhere near there. Ryan felt Seth begin to relax a little, instead of being one long ball of tense and he knew he could introduce something new. He crooked his finger upwards and did a little searching. What he was looking for, he knew should be in only as far as his second knuckle and would feel kinda hardish and bumpy. After a moment or two he found it and rubbed it.
"Ooo…" Seth whispered calmly. "Well, that doesn't feel so bad."
Ryan continued to move his finger in an out, around and around, making sure to give Seth's prostate often. He was determined to get more than calm "Ooo" from Seth. The boy was definitely more relaxed now, the slight grimace was gone from his face and whenever Ryan rubbed against his prostate you could see the little spark of pleasure flit across his eyes.
When it no longer felt like his finger's circulation was being cut off, Ryan knew he could add a second. He slid his finger back out and then added his middle finger, sliding the two back in together. He resumed his pattern from before, in and out, around and around, and made sure to give Seth's prostate the attention it deserved.
The addition of the second finger seemed to make a difference to Seth. The little "Ooo's" that had been steadily getting less and less sedate, were now changing into charged "Mmm's" and choppy "Oh…Oh…'s". As Seth started to move around a little on the bed, meeting Ryan's light thrusts, gripping the sheets, and turning his head from side to side, Ryan knew everything was alright. It was when Seth panted "Ryan…" in such an encouraging way that Ryan added a third finger and began all over again.
"Ryan!" And this time when Seth called out his name it wasn't in a throaty aroused way it had been moments before, this time it was panicked.
Ryan pulled himself out of Seth and was looking up at him in under a second. "What's wrong? Did it hurt?"
Seth shook his head no. And from where Ryan sat, he could see the sparkle of light tears perched on Seth's eyelids. Ryan got out from between Seth's legs and went up to lay down next to him. The minute he stretched out, Seth turned to him, burying his face in the crook of Ryan's neck. Slightly awkwardly, Ryan wrapped his arms around Seth and held him close. "You sure I didn't hurt you Seth?" Ryan asked as he ran a hand soothingly down his back.
"Nnoo." Seth's voice quavered a little. "It didn't hurt… it was just…"
"Did it feel good?" Ryan asked softly.
Seth nodded yes against Ryan's chest. "It did feel good, it's just when you added another finger the last time it was…"
"Too much for your first time?" Ryan suggested.
Seth nodded again, his hair tickling Ryan's skin. "It was intense. I felt like I was going to…" He gave a small shutter.
"Shh…" Ryan whispered, his mouth against Seth's ear. "It's okay. Your first time can be like that."
Seth started to relax in Ryan's arms. "Was your first time like that?"
Ryan was glad Seth couldn't see his face right now because he knew he would be going a little pink. "Yeah. Brian and I were each other's firsts and let's put it this way, at least when you were feeling overwhelmed, you let me know and we… well we you know did this." Ryan indicated the two of them embraced. "Brian and I didn't uhm, ever do this. Instead, he ended up with a black eye and I got a bloody nose."
Seth laughed. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to laugh… it's just…"
"If you say anything about us being stereotypical, I'll kick you." But there was laughter in Ryan's voice as well.
"Okay, I won't say anything about macho guys who get black eyes and bloody noses instead of hugs when they feel the slightest twinge of vulnerability." Seth joked, lifting his head completely from Ryan's chest.
"Good, thank you, because I know you wouldn't want to make me angry."
"Oh? Why not?"
Ryan, knowing Seth was feeling better, reached a hand between the boy's legs and gave the still apparent erection a tug. "Because then I might not take care of this for you."
Seth drew in a sharp intake of breath, but then reached for Ryan's own half hard cock and stroked it until it too was standing at full attention. "Then, I won't take care of this either."
With a smile, Ryan planted a kiss on Seth's lips. "I know something that can take care of them both. Something we haven't done yet."
Seth smiled at Ryan. "I do believe I just chickened out of that." But then he paused with a slightly confused look on his face. "Unless you meant like sixty-nining… but like, I've never even given a blowjob, let alone trying to do one while you're blowing me. I'd probably end up biting you or something by accident."
Ryan looked pained for a moment. "Ouch… And no, I didn't mean 69. Though it gives me something to think about." He winked. "You were right the first time." Ryan paused when Seth opened his mouth to disagree. "But! The opposite way. Why don't you fuck me?"
Seth cocked an eyebrow at him. "No."
"No?" Ryan looked shocked.
"Nope, I won't fuck you. Can't do it."
"Why the hell not?"
Seth leaned in and kissed Ryan sweetly. "Because you mean too much to me. I could never fuck you."
Ryan caught on and he rolled his eyes… but he had a slight blush to his cheeks all the same. "Oh… well excuse me Casanova. I should have known better. Could I interest you in making love to me then?" And he said that last part with extreme mockery.
Seth nodded. "Yes, yes you could. But not tonight. Let's have normal, regular old sex tonight. And maybe one day in the near future we can make love."
Ryan burned a little brighter and gave Seth a light shove. "You are such a dork… a fucking cheesy dork."
Seth kissed him again, soft and true, with just the lightest sweep of tongue. "And you love me for it."
Ryan's answer was to kiss back, a little more aggressively, like he was trying to prove something. But then he extracted himself from Seth, removed his boxers, and laid down on his back, placing the pillow underneath his hips.
Seth stifled a laugh and crawled down the bed until he was between Ryan's legs. "Alright, what do I do now?"
Ryan looked over at him, his face cooling. "Just do what I did to you."
And so Seth did. With a little coaching from Ryan and getting over the whole 'I'm about to stick my hand up his ass.' Seth began. Starting with one finger, he stretched and moved and searched for the prostate. By the time Ryan was ready for a second finger Seth had the rhythm down pat and had Ryan writhing on the bed. By the time he added a third finger Ryan was practically begging Seth to enter him.
Seth had assumed they'd do it face to face, as no other possibility had ever really occurred to him. But when Ryan said they were ready, he turned over, getting on his knees, and explained that this would be easier for their first time. So, Seth slipped a condom on and lubed up. He looked uneasy at the situation at hand. But with Ryan's urges, he guided his throbbing erection inside Ryan, going as slow as his will power would allow him to.
And it was a test on his will power. Because this was hot, this was tight; this was everything his dick had ever hoped to be introduced to. He finally ended up all the way in, his dick completely swallowed by Seth's ass. "Fucking shit."
"My thoughts exactly." Ryan moaned. "And I thought that thing was rough on my jaw."
Seth, who had been about to start moving, his hips ready to thrust in a motion that seemed to come naturally, paused. "Does it hurt?"
Ryan moved instead, pulling away a little and the pushing back down. "I won't lie; it does a hurt a little bit. But give me a second to get used to it and I'll be fine." He could still sense Seth's hesitation, so he moved again. "Really, it's okay, you can move."
So Seth did. Slowly at first and then giving into the amazing feelings starting a quicker, harder pace. "Can you… can you cum… cum from… this?" He panted.
"If you can't… there's something… wrong… with you." Ryan panted back.
"No… not me…" Pant pant pant. "You!"
"Ohh…. umph… I… get it now… uh… some people… can… Ooo….other's… can't… I'm… I'm one… one of the… ohh…lucky one's."
The knowledge that he could make Ryan cum by doing this spurred Seth on, he held back his own orgasm, which had been ready for the last minute and doubled his efforts to hit Ryan's prostate with every thrust.
"Seth… fucking shit Seth…" Ryan nearly whimpered.
Seth, his hand still slightly slick, reached around Ryan and grabbed his cock, stroking it along with the rhythm the two of them were making.
This went on for a little while, both boys consumed completely with the task at hand and the sheer pleasure pulsating through their bodies.
When suddenly, Ryan tightened all around Seth and he felt as the dick in his hand bucked and spit, cumming all over the bed in front of them. The increased pressure on his own dick as Ryan clamped his muscles down sent Seth over the edge as well and he felt as he shot wave after wave into Ryan's ass.
With a groan Seth slumped down on top of Ryan as Ryan slumped down on the bed. "Ew." Ryan said as he realized what he just laid down in.
Seth laughed and pulled out slowly. "We need to clean up."
"Ew." Ryan repeated.
Seth pulled on Ryan's arm. "Come on, let's go clean up."
"Ew."
"I think you snapped something in your brain. Come on." Seth kept pulling. "The ew isn't going to stop until you clean up."
Ryan laughed and rolled over, smiling deviously. "Wanna take a shower with me?"
And one wet, slippery half hour (and… not to mention 2 more orgasms) later Ryan and Seth came out of the bathroom, clean, dry, and redressed.
"We're going to have to sleep together after all." Seth mentioned. "Despite Mom and Dad's rules."
"Why's that?" Ryan asked, yawning and leaning into Seth's side.
"Because you came all over the bed you had been sleeping in and unless you want to sleep in it, you're just going to have to sleep with me." Seth explained, throwing an arm around Ryan and leading him towards the clean bed.
"I think you should sleep in the dirty bed." Ryan said with another yawn, letting Seth guide him. "It was your fault that I came on it."
"True." And Seth's voice sounded a little prideful. "Well, how about we compromise and neither of us sleep on it?" Seth gave Ryan a light push and he fell back on the clean bed.
Ryan grabbed hold of him and he pulled him down as well. "Okay."
The two boys crawled under the covers and into each other's arms. They kissed lightly goodnight before putting their heads on a pillow and closing their eyes.
"Love ya Ryan." Seth said sleepily.
"Love ya too Seth."
And they both fell asleep.
*So, I was going to have Summer, using her key, walk in on them the next morning. But, as I already did a someone walking in on them scene, and unless I wanted to make it a theme… But all sorts of cool thoughts about what that would be like came to me. Summer with her "Ew's!", Seth with his babbled excuses, and Ryan… well Ryan broodingly watching it all. Maybe someone else will write it, cause I'd love to read it.*