Eddie pulled his van to the side of the road, and parked before turning the knob of the volume down.
For a second Steve and Eddie sat there not saying a word, before finally Steve found a huge smile slowly spreading across his exhausted flushed face. He glanced over, and was met by one of the best sights he could honestly see. Eddie was smiling back at him, from ear to ear. Something that really lit up his face, and reminded Steve of Billy, who's entire face seemed to change when he smiled. This thought tugged a little at his heart, but he forced those memories away, as he stared across at Eddie, looking into his dark eyes that seemed to sparkle from his smile and laughter that escaped his lips, as he reached across and ruffled Steve's shoulder.
"I had a really great time tonight. When can I see you again?"
Steve thought back on the last few hours parked in the woods. Eddie had honestly given Steve the best head of his life. In fact when he came, his head actually pounded, and his vision blurred for a second as he laid in the back of Eddie's van. Steve then knew then and there, he needed to return the favor, and once he got his bearings, he looked across at Eddie, who was snapping off another two cans of beer for the two of them, when he gently pushed Eddie back, who nearly spilled his beer laughing, completely taken off guard.
"What the Hell Harrin..."
"Lay back and shhhh..."
Steve said, nearly panting, as he tucked himself away, and leaned over, slowly crawling on top of Eddie who watched him in surprise.
"Don't you want your beer?"
He said half laughing nervously. Steve grinned, taking a huge gulp of Eddie's, before gently leaning in and kissing his throat, right over his Adam's apple, before slowly kissing his way down his chest, before slowly scooting back down, and running his hands up and down Eddie's thighs. Eddie looked up and cracked a grin.
"Hey there..."
Steve smiled, and leane down, softly kissing his chest, gently dancing his tongue over his tattoos, before slowly working his way down to his flat stomach. He felt Eddie tense up, before he lifted his head, his hair hanging down in his face.
"You okay?"
Eddie smiled, before sighing.
"Just waiting to wake up any second since this has to be a dream..."
Steve smirked, before unbuckling Eddie's belt, and unbuttoning his jeans, before slowly unzipping him. Steve had been pleasantly surprised with Eddie's size. In fact, he was actually taken back by it. He forced himself not to compare Billy and him, knowing if he thought of his dead boyfriend longer than a few seconds at a time he might lose his nerve and not be able to do this. Still, he couldn't believe what Eddie had hidden in those jeans of his, and it took Steve a second to remember exactly what to do, before he felt Eddie's hands plunge deep into his hair, pulling as he moaned and squirmed beneath him. Afterwards the two of them had finished off the six-pack before rolling around in the back of the van, and making out for the remainder of the night. Hands were everywhere, and there was a lot of heavy petting and rubbing, before finally they laid back both breathless and sweating. On the way back, they listened to the radio loudly, making each other crack up before Eddie knew exactly where to park for Steve to walk the remainder of the way home unseen by his parents.
"Steve?"
Steve did a double take, snapping out of his thoughts, thinking back on what a really great time he had tonight, and how hot it had gotten him.
"Huh? What?"
Eddie smirked, his shirt now back on. If it was up to Steve, he would have almost preferred him to stay shirtless. He found tattoos very hot. Never on a girl, but he still remembered when Billy got the one on his arm, and how absolutely wild it made Steve when he showed it off to him. Eddie's tattoos gave him the same reaction. They were all random, and scattered all over his chest, some not done very well, but Steve didn't care. He licked, sucked, and playfully nipped at them. One thing he found out quickly about Eddie was that he was ticklish near his ribs where several tattoos were. The giggles that escaped him when Steve kissed them were truly music to his ears. Smiling, he blinked, before Eddie laughed.
"I asked when can I see you again?"
Steve thought for a second.
"I work the next few nights..."
"How about this? I'll give you a call later this week and we'll figure something out."
Steve grinned.
"Awesome. I'll pick the next d..."
He stopped himself, color filling his face before Eddie smiled.
"Date? Sure, just please don't drag me to those stupid basketball games at the highschool."
Steve laughed and pretended to cross his arms.
"Stupid huh? If my father could hear you."
Eddie laughed, shaking his head.
"Listen, they are only stupid because the star player I have a crush on graduated. Not much use watching the games anymore now."
This made Steve smile even bigger, before he leaned over, and took a handful of Eddie's T-shirt. Balling it up in his hand, he pulled him forward, before locking eyes with him, their noses less than an inch away from each other.
"You sure know how to butter me up huh Munson?"
Eddie laughed.
"You know it."
He then wiggled his tongue right in front of Steve's lips. Steve smiled, opening his mouth, and plunging his against Eddie's. He firmly held onto Eddie, as their lips mashed against each other, and sucked, before Steve finally forced himself to pull his head back. Both were breathless, and still closely staring at each other.
"Give me a call this week?"
"Of course, but you gotta do me something first Harrington."
"Yeah?"
Eddie smiled.
"Give me a call in twenty so I know you got inside alright."
Steve was touched by this, and decided to tease him a little.
"What? Don't you think I can handle myself Munson?"
"Oh, not at all, but seeing that you won't let me drive you to your house, this is the only way I know some fucking werewolf, or ghoul grabbed you. Not that I can say I blame them..."
He leaned in again, firmly kissing Steve. Steve breathed heavy, ready to just say screw it and tell Eddie to crawl in the back with him. He could feel a pulsing erection throbbing in his jeans, and he figured he was going to need to jerk off in the shower in order to sleep tonight. Once the kiss broke between the two of them, they stared at each other, before Steve looked deeply into Eddie's dark, almost black looking eyes.
"I'll call you in a bit."
"You better..."
Grinning, Steve tapped him a wink, before climbing out of the car, slamming the door, and smiling at Eddie one last time before slowly heading down the road. As he walked, he heard Eddie beep, before turning around and going back down the road. Walking, with an extra swing in his step, he felt in the best mood he had honestly been in...for what seemed like forever. He shoved his hands in his pockets, smiling, and shaking his head to himself, reliving every single moment of tonight.
The next night...
Steve stood reorganizing some returned tapes, while Robin groaned in frustration, her homework spread out on the counter. It had been a pretty slow night, but earlier Steve had ran out and grabbed take-out milkshakes for the two of them from down the street, so they could walk about his night with Eddie to her. The store hadn't been really busy, and Keith wasn't on shift, so it was just the two of them. Steve made sure to only talk when it was just the two of them in the store, which had been easy since really the only busy nights were on the weekends for them. Both sat on the counter, swapping their strawberry and chocolate flavored shakes, Robin closely listening as Steve gushed to her about how amazing Eddie had been at the Hangout. He told her every detail about the show, and how he thought only shitty local bands performed there, but Eddie actually had talent, and promised to bring her there one night to listen. He then told her about them staying for a few more beers, then Eddie taking them to the woods, where they both went down on each other. Steve wasn't the slightest bit shy talking to Robin about this stuff, since she had actually fooled around with several girls while visiting her grandparents last year, since she knew she wouldn't run into them again.
In fact, she was hoping to try and gain a little more experience since she had that crush on Vicky, and wanted to not embarrass herself. Steve had actually given her advice, and tonight he went into full detail about the two of them fooling around.
"How was it?"
Steve sipped from his milkshake before smirking. Robin laughed and pointed.
"You're blushing!"
Steve rolled his eyes, trying to play it cool, before Robin playfully swatted his leg. Finally he switched milkshakes with her again. He tried to say the next thing with a straight face, but couldn't help but nearly cracked up.
"It...was...seriously the best head I've ever gotten in my life. I thought I was going to pass out."
Robin looked shocked. Her eyes widened, before she laughed and playfully punched Steve's arm.
"STEVE! OH MY GOD!"
Steve laughed, before he looked at the entrance of the store, the two the only ones there, before still lowering his voice as he leaned in.
"His dick was huge!"
Robin gasped.
"Eddie? Eddie Munson?!"
Steve grinned and nodded.
"I know, plus he's got all these tattoos on his chest...God I was so turned on."
Robin smiled.
"Wow, did...you guys do anything else?"
Steve's brow wrinkled, before he shook his head.
"No, just made out for a while afterwards..."
Robin sadly smiled.
"What's stopping you? It's clear that you two really like each other."
Steve looked down uncomfortable, as he played with the plastic top of the milkshake.
"It's...too soon."
Robin sighed, knowing what he was getting at. She took a second, before gently touching Steve's leg.
"Steve..."
Steve took a second, before he lifted his eyes at her.
"Steve, I know I've said this a million times before but...it isn't cheating on Billy. He would have wanted you to be happy."
Steve sadly looked down at his cup for a second, before he gave a small humorless laugh.
"Would he? I told you how protective he was with me. A guy like Eddie was the same type of guy he would have beaten the shit out of. Something tells me...he wouldn't understand at all. I mean Jesus he's only been dead nine months and I'm already getting blown by the local freak. I mean Robin...he saved Eleven's life that night, maybe all of us. That fucking monster got him and I had no idea because I wasn't there. His own father didn't give a shit about him...I just...can't forget about him that quickly and move on."
"Steve, we've talked about this before. First off, remember how you told me that night in the cemetery..."
"A freak rainstorm doesn't wipe away all of my guilt Robin."
"I get that, maybe it was just a storm...but maybe it wasn't and that's me talking. Trust me, and I can't say this enough. You had no idea he was in trouble Steve. You can go over those last few days for the rest of your life and it wouldn't have changed a thing. None of us will forget what Billy did that night, and trust me Steve, we're the only ones who maybe he would have even cared about knowing. He loved you, but if it had been the other way around...I know you would have wanted him to move on. Being with Eddie doesn't mean you love Billy any less. This is a different kind of love. Not bigger, or less...just different."
"Whoa! Who said anything about love?!"
Robin smirked before switching their milkshakes again.
"Well, if it's just lust and you're just fooling around, I think Billy would have wanted you to be happy."
Steve sighed.
"I'm not so sure..."
Robin reached over, and gently squeezed Steve's hand.
"He would. Billy showed all of us in the last few seconds of his life the side he showed only you. I think there's a reason Eddie and you crossed paths, maybe it's Billy trying to make sure you aren't alone...or at least alone while you're still here in Hawkins. Life's too short Steve. We only have this one life, might as well make it count right?"
Steve wasn't so sure. Instead, he snatched Robin's milkshake out of her hand, and double sipped his and hers at the same time as she cracked up and whacked his arm to give hers back. Now a few hours later, Robin was trying to do her homework as Steve finished rewinding a few returns, as he had stacked them, and was about to bring them back to put on the shelfs. That's when the bell over the door jingled, and Steve looked up. So far tonight there had only been eight customers. Looking up, he nearly dropped his stack of tapes all over the floor when he saw Eddie walk in. He was wearing a black Iron Maiden T-shirt, jean vest, and torn jeans. He strolled in, smiling, and Steve froze. Eddie locked eyes with him, still smiling just as Robin looked up, and her eyes widened in surprise by seeing him. Instantly she grinned, before catching Steve's panic filled look that he shot her. Smirking, she shrugged, and pretended to look back down at her books. Steve took a deep breath, before Eddie approached the counter.
"Hey Harrington. How goes it?"
Steve felt color fill his face, before he stuttered for a second, never feeling so nervous before in his entire life.
"Um...hey Eddie...what's up?"
Eddie shrugged.
"Just driving by, figured I would rent a movie. My uncle is working an all-nighter and I figured I might as well scare the living Hell out of myself with a horror movie. Got any recommendations?"
Steve gulped as Eddie leaned against the counter, batting those eyelashes of his, before Robin stood up, shutting her history book. Eddie grinned, taking notice of her.
"Buckley, how goes it?"
Robin smiled.
"I gotta run to the ladies. Steve, you mind showing Mr. Munson around?"
Steve shot Robin a look, before she smiled, turned on her heel, and disappeared out back. Once alone, Steve took a deep breath and turned, before Eddie held up his hands in defense, and lowered his voice to barely a whisper.
"Hey man, wasn't trying to bother you, hope you don't..."
Steve smirked, and motioned back over his shoulder.
"Oh please, Robin knows."
Eddie raised an eyebrow.
"She...does?"
"Yeah, but don't worry. She's...like...us."
Eddie took a second, looking stunned, before he cracked a grin.
"Really? Way to go Buckley."
Steve rolled his eyes, before shaking his head.
"Yeah, it's a long story..."
He leaned against the counter, and looked across at Eddie.
"You really wanna rent a movie?"
"Well...sorta, but I guess the real reason I swung by...was because I wanted to see you."
Steve felt himself blush a little, before he dropped his eyes, and softly laughed.
"Oh really?"'
Eddie smiled, leaning against the counter as well, lightly drumming his ring clad fingers against the brightly painted countertop.
"Yeah...not sure what time you get off, but my uncle is working, and I was wondering if you wanted to come over to my palace and watch a movie?"
Steve didn't have a curfew, and he really had been thinking about Eddie all day. One second his thoughts were filled with guilt, thinking about Billy and how much he missed him it hurt, the next his thoughts ran back to their time together in the van, how amazing and good it felt, and how yet again they spent half of the night on the phone talking and laughing. Now that he was this close to him again, smelling that mixture of cologne he wore which had a faint mixture of pot and cigarettes. A scent he found intoxicating. Looking at him, feeling as nervous as some dumb schoolgirl, his stomach twisted nervously, as his heart pounded in his chest. He was ready to tell Eddie he would love to swing by, but he was working late. Opening his mouth to start telling him, he suddenly heard Robin behind him.
"Hey Steve, since we're basically dead tonight, why don't you head out."
Steve looked at her as if she was crazy, before he looked up at the clock and saw they weren't due to close for another two hours.
"Don't you need a ride home?"
"My mom is getting me tonight, remember?"
Steve nodded remembering, before he looked around.
"I don't know...don't you..."
"Grab a horror movie Eddie, we'll charge it onto Steve's account."
Eddie chuckled, before he gave a half salute to Robin.
"You're okay in my book Buckley. Steve, help me pick something out?"
Steve nodded as Eddie turned and headed towards the horror section. Steve turned, and gave Robin a stunned look, before Robin lipped the words...
"You're welcome."
Steve shot her another look, half smirking, before he shurgged off his stupid green vest, balled it up, and tossed it to Robin who was grinning. Turning, he strolled out to find Eddie, all the while his heart pounding louder than ever inside of him.
Later...
Eddie had scored a few six packs, and with a copy of Friday the 13th part 5 on his dash, he drove listening to the rock station, as Steve sat in the passenger seat. They had left Steve's car at the liquor store's parking-lot which was just two miles away from Eddie's trailer. Eddie swore he knew the owner, and that it would be safe until they got it later. Seeing what direction they were going in, he nervously bit down on his lip before he finally decided to speak before thinking, knowing he would completely lose his nerve if he really thought this through. He leaned over, and turned down the volume on the radio.
"Say, you know where Lover's Lake is?"
Eddie glanced in his direction, before smirking.
"Yeah, it's just a few miles down the road."
Steve smirked.
"You wanna...park for a while there and dig into that six-pack before we head back to your place and watch the movie?"
Eddie glanced over at him, before smiling and shrugging.
"Sure, why not?"
Steve smiled, feeling relief since he fully intended on heading back to Eddie's to watch the movie, but figured they could maybe have a little more privacy out at the lake since it was March afterall, and nobody would be around. He wasn't exactly sure, if he could repeat the other night, but just from being alone with Eddie, and this nervous stupid fluttering deep in the pit of his stomach. He sat back as Eddie ended up making the right turn, and headed down the dark road. Finally, after a few minutes he parked the van right on the small clearing that looked over the water. Further down was the small picnic area that was pretty popular during the summer. Killing the engine, Eddie turned, and grabbed the two six packs, when Steve motioned towards the lake.
"Bet you a whole case of beer you're too chicken shit to go in the water naked."
Eddie raised an eyebrow completely floored.
"Naked?"
Steve tried to play it cool as he laughed and shrugged.
"I mean if you're shy you can wear your underwear, just figured a bad ass rocker like yourself wouldn't be afraid."
Eddie chuckled, before shaking his head.
"If you want me to get into that freezing water...in March...naked, it's gotta be something better than just a case of beer."
Steve smirked and crossed his arms.
"Okay name it."
Eddie thought it over, before his eyes lit up and he snapped his fingers.
"I got it!"
"Okay what?"
"If I get in...and go over my head and dunk, you have to do the same exact thing."
Steve looked out at the dark water, and almost regretted this teasing little game he just blurted out without even thinking. Taking a second, he eyed Eddie, before he smiled and offered his hand.
"Deal."
Eddie laughed, shaking it, before climbing out. Steve followed, before softly whispering to himself...
"Steve what the fuck did you get yourself into?!"
Later...
Steve and Eddie both stood on the shore, finishing a beer. It was kinda a chilly night, and even though it had just recently started warming up this spring, both very much knew that the lake would be absolutely freezing. Steve made a face and smiled turning towards Eddie, watching him kick off his boots.
"You know, you can just chicken out."
Eddie made a face as he shrugged off his vest, and then peeled off his T-shirt. The second he stood shirtless, and Eddie looked at him, he felt his heart skip a beat.
"What? To lose to Mr. Steve Harrington. No way man. Just know, once my ass is in that water, you can't chicken out."
Steve laughed and tossed down his empty beer can.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Quit stalling."
Eddie shook his head laughing to himself, before he unbuckled his huge belt buckle, then, slowly lowered his jeans. Steve watched as he hopped, and got out of them, before peeling off his boxers. Steve couldn't help it, but looked straight down at his mass of pubic hair, and his penis resting against his inner thigh. Even though he had his cock in his mouth, he had no idea how big it really was. Looking at it, his expression must have said it all, since Eddie laughed, and snapped his fingers, making Steve look up at him.
"Snap a photo Harrington, might last longer."
Steve blushed, before he looked up at him.
"Maybe I might want one."
"As long as the copies don't fall in the wrong hands, take as many as you like. Okay, ready?"
Steve smirked, before he motioned to the water.
"Show me what a badass you are Munson."
Eddie rolled his eyes, before he jumped up and down for a second, trying to pump himself up.
"God, this is so stupid..."
Finally he counted backwards from three, before taking off running full speed, and with a splash, dove right in. Steve's eyes widened in amazement, before the surface of the water became still, like dark glass. The wind picked up slightly, and Steve kept his hands in the pockets of his jacket, looking out at the water, noticing that a moon wasn't even out reflecting off the surface. Taking a second, he nervously shifted from one foot to another. Eddie still hadn't popped up. Standing there, Steve felt his stomach drop, when he thought what if Eddie had hit his head diving in? What if the shock of the cold water made him pass out? Nervous, he gulped, and was ready to run and jump in when... Eddie popped up with a splash, making Steve swear to himself, hating how scared he just got. Eddie stood, nearly chest deep in the water, shivering, his long wild hair slicked back as he spit out water and laughed.
"It's fucking freezing!" Steve laughed, and shook his head as he knew he couldn't chicken out now. Shrugging off his jacket, he shook his head.
"Yeah, trust me...I'm not looking forward to it."
He slowly kicked his sneakers off, before Eddie shouted back up at him.
"Don't worry Harrington. Buy me a six pack! Trust me, it's too cold!"
Steve stepped out of his socks, before pulling off his shirt. He was highly amused to see Eddie's expression when he did so, staring right at him. Steve undid his belt, before pulling off his jeans. Eddie must have snapped out of his gaze at his chest, when he called back up to him.
"No really Steve, I'm coming out. Don't come in, you'll get sick. It's too cold!"
For a second Steve was touched, since he could hear in Eddie's voice that he wasn't teasing. He was actually concerned about him. Trying to play it cool, as well as be fair, he pulled down his own boxers, and stepped out of them.
"Hey, you don't need to be metal in order to handle a little cold water..."
"Steve, really don't..."
Steve ignored him, started running, and dove right in with a splash. The second he jumped into the water, he thought he might pass out. The breath was completely knocked out of him. He let out a surprised yell, before he heard Eddie laughing. Popping up, shivering, he saw Eddie right near him. Making a face, he gave him a splash, before Eddie cracked up and splashed back at him. Steve dunked, which seemed to make it so much worse. He yelled out in surprise, before looking across at Eddie, bangs dripping, before both started laughing, shaking all over before both got into a splashing fight. Both were shaking, trembling, and dripping, before Eddie swam over, and looked Steve over. He played, by tossing his soaking wet hair like a merman, causing Steve to lose it laughing. He swam in closer, before both stared at each other. Eddie leaned in, softly kissing Steve's cold lips, that looked pale from the freezing water.
Steve locked eyes with him, before he grinned and pushed Eddie back, who splashed back into the water and swore out of surprise. Both dying laughing as they slowly made their way up towards the shallow end, Eddie offering his hand which surprised Steve, but took it, their bare feet touching the pebble covered bottom. Trembling, before Eddie put his arm around Steve's shoulders, both shaking all over as they climbed up on shore.
"Jesus...I think my balls might never come back down again."
Steve said, shaking all over. Eddie laughed, before he did something so sweet, Steve was a little taken aback by it. He leaned down, chuckling, and kissed the top of his forehead. Steve smirked, before Eddie quickly walked him around his van, and yanked open the door.
"I got blankets, hold on..."
"My clothes..."
"Hang on, I'll grab them..."
Steve watched as Eddie reached into the messy back of his van, and reached underneath the van's workbench. He pulled out two blankets, both old and worn. Shaking them out, he told Steve to him, who smirked, shaking all over, before Eddie draped the huge blanket around him. Eddie looked at him, his own hair dripping wet.
"Are you cold?"
Steve, still shaking all over, nodded.
"Yeah..."
Eddie took his hands out with his own, before he cupped them, and blew his warm breath into them. Steve watched as Eddie rubbed his freezing cold arms, broken out with goosebumps with his own hands up and down, before Steve smiled.
"Aren't you cold?"
Eddie smiled.
"I'm fucking freezing..."
Steve locked eyes with him, before he motioned with his head.
"I can tell."
It took Eddie a second, before he rolled his eyes, and playfully punched Steve in the arm who started cracking up. Flipping him off, Eddie laughed.
"I'm gonna go throw your fucking clothes in the water, hang on."
Steve kept laughing, as Eddie went to go get their clothes. Steve watched him, completely naked walking away, even from the cold his penis still laying against his pale thigh at a very impressive size. He looked at his bare ass, and found his own cock twitching, before he took a deep breath, trying to find the nerve. Finally, Eddie returned a minute later, still shivering, but back in his boxers, holding all of their clothes in his arms. Steve looked at him, sadly for just a second, which was something Eddie caught. He froze, as he carefully placed the pile of clothes in the back. He grabbed the other blanket, and shook it out behind himself, draping it over his shoulders like a cape.
"What's wrong?"
Steve took a second before he sighed.
"Billy was the only guy I was ever with. If he hadn't died...I really do believe we would still be together. I don't want you to get the wrong idea about me. I like you Eddie...alot."
Eddie sadly smiled.
"I like you too."
Steve then took a deep breath. Trying not to lose it completely. His eyes welled up with tears for a second, before he looked up at Eddie.
"I..."
"Steve, please don't think I'm trying to take his place. That's the last thing I want. I just...God this is going to sound so stupid."
He stood back shaking his head, before Steve raised an eyebrow.
"What?"
Eddie paced back and forth for a few seconds in front of the open back doors of the van, his arms crossed. He could see goosebumps broken out all up and down his arms. The blanket, hanging off the back of him, nearly dropped, before he stopped and looked straight at Steve, his eyes serious.
"I've had a crush on you ever since we were kids. You didn't even know I existed. I'm Eddie 'the freak' Munson. You were the popular gorgeous guy with tons of friends, rich parents, star of the swim and basketball team. Girls hung all over you, and the few classes we did have back then you were always the center of attention. I remember your asshole friends like Keith and Tommy would make fun of my crowd, calling us faggots, and devil worshipers...but not you. Not once. Sure you laughed along, but you were never cruel. Trust me, I get it. I've been held back, awful at school, still play D&D with a bunch of freshmen, trailer park trash..."
"Eddie..."
He shook his head.
"Dustin worships you, and trust me...those little shits I tried taking under the wing. Besides my uncle I have no family. The more he kept talking about you and building you up...I couldn't believe it. You were actually not this asshole dooshbag. You actually started to resemble this fantasy Steve I made up in my head when we were in grade school. Not only is he gorgeous, funny, and popular...but he's actually an awesome dude. You have no idea how many times in my mind I pretended instead of Kim Marks, Jane Everton, or Nancy Wheeler...It was me holding your hand. In this fantasy we were out and nobody judged, and we were crazy about each other. God, It's hard enough to be an outsider like me with no future, but being gay and in the closet in a small town like this? It's damn near impossible to even function. I know what era we live in. I know how small towns can be. Then one night I'm fooling around with some guy from the Hangout by the quarry, and what do I see? You...and Hargrove, going at it inside his Camaro. You guys were parked near the treelike no nobody could see...but I saw you two. I couldn't believe it. Steve Harrington...Gay? No, no way. I had my doubts about Hargrove, just by the vibe he was giving off...but there you two were, and I couldn't believe it. Here I was sitting up near one of the gravel and salt rock hills, and this dude who I can't even remember his name is going down on me and I'm watching you two. I wasn't being a creep, but there you were...a few yards away, parked in the shadows, and both undressing each other and and laughing. I think it was them and there I knew...I would never measure up, and even though I discovered your secret which seemed impossible, I never would believe that I would be going down on Steve Harrington, or daring each other to jump into Lover's Lake, and actually thinking...maybe...just maybe you might set aside the fact I'm a complete loser, and maybe give me a chance. I know I'm not Billy. I never could be. I know you miss him, and I know...he was probably the love of your life, and that there's more to what really happened to him. I can see it in your eyes, but that's not my business. I just want you to know that I've been in love with you Steve Harrington since I was a kid. I promise I'll never hurt you, and that whatever you're going through...you don't need to do it alone."
Steve sat there, shivering slightly as he stared up at Eddie, his eyes filling with tears. They stared at each other for a moment in silence, before Steve slid out of the back of the open van, before he threw back the blanket, and stood there naked, no longer feeling the cold. He took a few steps towards Eddie, before gently cupping the sides of Eddie's face, feeling the slight stubble, and cold skin beneath his palms. Looking at him, he took a deep breath, before closing his eyes, and pressing his mouth against Eddie's. The kiss started off slow, before slowly their mouths started to open and close. Steve slipped his tongue into Eddie's mouth, enjoying the small source of warmth coming from him. He felt himself getting worked up, before slowly his hands lowered, and he found his arms wrapped around Eddie's skinny trembling cold body. Finally the kiss broke, both staring at each other.
"Do you have condoms?"
Steve asked, resulting in Eddie's eyes widening in surprise, before he grinned.
Later...
"UGH FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!"
Steve screamed through his gritted teeth. Eddie was on his hands and knees in the back of his van. The heat on, and the radio playing softly. The back doors were shut and locked, and much to Steve's surprise, Eddie said he didn't have a preference on being a top or bottom. Steve was nervous, but Eddie opened the glovebox, and took out several condoms, and a bottle of lube. Both fooled around for a while, laying the blankets down, warming each other up with the heat going. When Eddie told him he could be on top, Steve couldn't believe it. He drowned two more beers, before finally after both Eddie and him began stroking each other, causing their cocks to stand up stiff, and sticking straight up, he decided enough was enough. If he thought about it even a second longer, thoughts of Billy would come to mind, and he would lose his nerve. Now Steve found himself mounted against Eddie, laying bent over on all fours. Steve knelt between Eddie's spread thighs, thrusting roughly into Eddie. Twice the condom nearly slipped off, as the greasy feel of the lube seemed to be all over. Eddie had his head hanging down now, his hair pooled all over , as Steve ran his hands down Eddie's bumpy spine, his hands touching the different tattoos, one of which resembled a werewolf with glowing red eyes. Steve was sweating all over, feeling his balls tingle, as he felt himself getting close. He looked down at Eddie, and reached down, wrapping his hand tightly around his cock.
"S...S...Steve..."
Eddie panted, his head still hanging down now. Steve whipped his head up, unable to believe how tight, and amazing Eddie felt. That's when he knew he couldn't hold off any longer. He had been trying to distract his mind from blowing his load too soon, but as the orgasm was ready to explode within him, he snapped his eyes shut, and screamed at the top of his lungs.
"OH FUCK! I'M COMING! I'M COMING! OH JESUS CHRIST! ARGH!"
He felt one of the most mind blowing orgasms explode from within him. He blew his load, screaming with Eddie, before he collapsed forward, feeling himself slip out of him as he filled the condom, before falling to the side into the blankets. His penis was still twitching, as the condom slipped off, a huge mess of lube, and semen pooling down around his upper thighs and belly. Again he felt light headed, as he buried his face into the blankets, feeling as if he just ran a marathon. Eddie collapsed as well, right beside him before he tossed his messy wild hair back, and stared at Steve, who was laying naked, less than an inch away from him. Eddie smiled, before reaching over, and gently touching Steve's face with his fingertips. Steve took a second, before he turned his face upward from the blankets, and stared at him. Steve's face was flushed, and red, and the second he locked eyes with Eddie, he gave an exhausted, lazy smile.
"That...was...fucking amazing. Are you okay?"
Eddie's lips turned upward, before he smiled and stared at him.
"Yeah I'm fine. I just can't believe I got my brains fucked out by Steve Harrington."
Steve laughed, turning over on his back, and staring up at the ceiling of Eddie's van. After a second, he saw that Eddie still had a pretty impressive hardon. Smirking, he reached over, and gently stroked Eddie's inner thigh.
"Your turn now?"
Eddie raised an eyebrow, yet again looking surprised, before he leaned over, gently cupping Steve's hand with one ring clad hand, before smiling through the kiss..
"Steve Harrington. You are certainly full of surprises..."
Steve smiled through his kiss with Eddie, and he wasn't sure if it was from the van's heater, the amazing sex, or maybe just laying here naked against Eddie's body...but he no longer felt cold. In fact, he felt safe for the first time in what seemed like forever.
That night...
Steve found himself wearing his boxers, and wearing one of Eddie's baggy faded W.A.S.P T-shirts, that faintly smelled of Eddie's cologne, pot, and whatever cheap detergent he used. They had sex again in the van, and Steve actually came for a seocnd time when it was Eddie being on top. As Eddie gently began thrusting into him, Steve was unable to hold back and actually climaxed strongly just as Eddie found a good pace, and started picking up speed, thrusting away. Unable to control himself, he snapped his eyes shut, his hands grabbing onto the blankets beneath them, trying his hardest to hold back, before his cock twitched, and he made another mess, shuddering all over as Eddie grabbed onto his hips, having better control than Steve with his movements, as he bucked his own hips against him. There was a mixture of stinging, and pleasure, as Eddie's long fingers ran up and down his back, and less than ten minutes later, he cried out, and Steve felt pressure, before pulling out, and both turned over as Eddie peeled off the condom, as semen dripped out. Steve couldn't control himself, he was sore, but his balls felt as if they were pulsing, as he leaned down, gently kissing his flat stomach, where tiny skulls and stars were tattooed on him, before making his way down further, and further, before Eddie stiffened, and tilted his head back, gasping for breath.
"Holy fuck Steve..."
Steve used his hands, as he slowly kissed the limp shaft of Eddie's cock, before gently kissing the head, and began licking it, tasting his spunk. He kept glancing up, and absolutely loved how sweetly and worn out Eddie looked. He certainly hoped he was living up to whatever hype Eddie had built up in his mind over the years.
Afterwards, they dressed and Eddie took him to the trailer park. He explained that his uncle worked double shifts, which meant he wouldn't be home until noon the next day. He told Steve as he drove that his uncle sorta knew that he was gay, but simply didn't seem to care. He once addressed it that, whatever he did was his business. All he asked was that he didn't bring home a serial killer, and was being safe. Steve couldn't believe that somebody could be that open in a town like this. He talked a little bit about his parents, and how they could be assholes, sometimes, but overall weren't that bad. He just wished they were as understanding as Eddie's uncle. Sighing, Eddie shrugged and said it wasn't what it was all cracked up to be. His uncle was awesome, but he worked like a dog, and Eddie and him barely saw each other.
"Gets lonely huh?" Eddie eyed Steve, before reaching over and rubbing his jean clad thigh.
"Sometimes..."
Once they got to the park, Steve looked around nervously but Eddie said he was totally fine. Only drunks, and old ladies lived around here. Both hopped out, and went inside, making sure the shades were drawn, before Eddie turned on some lights, and grabbed some beers from the fridge. Eddie offered that Steve could use the shower, and after smelling sex on him, Steve took him up on the offer. Next thing Steve knew, both were crammed in the tiny shower, taking a nice steaming hot shower, smiling, and gently kissing each other's throats, and shoulders, before the water turned cold and both towelled off, and Eddie had a T0shirt for Steve to change into. An hour later, both were under Eddie's covers, both in T-shirts and their boxers, laughing like two idiots, watching Friday the 13th part 5 on Eddie's tiny TV, his bedroom door locked, and Eddie sharing a joint with Steve. They got the giggles, and kept cuddling, and somehow Steve...felt happy.
The next morning...
Steve woke up to early morning sunlight pooling in. He surprisingly didn't have a hangover, and actually felt pretty good when he opened his eyes and found himself sleeping in Eddie's bed. Eddie was gently snoring beside him, his hair pooled out all over his pillow, the blanket and sheets tangled around him.
Steve watched him, looking at him closely. His long eyelashes, his tattoos, his chest slowly rising and falling. His skin was pale, with tiny pimples here and there, but overall he was really cute, and from the sore ache deep in Steve, he thought back on the night before and smiled. Looking at the old alarm clock, covered in band stickers, he saw it was a little after six. He had spent the night out multiple times before. He didn't have a curfew, and figured he could just say he had spent the night at Robin's. Taking a second, he slowly sat up, being careful not to wake Eddie, who made a small groan in his sleep once Steve stood up, and turned slightly over. Steve smiled, grabbed his clothes, and then took a second, remembering where he had parked his car. Rolling his eyes to himself, he held back a chuckle, before making sure he had everything, before smiling, and looking across at Eddie's guitar hanging up on the wall. Smirking, he walked over to his tiny dresser, cluttered with junk, and found a magic marker, and the back of some faded old school assignment that clearly hadn't been turned in.
Taking a second he wrote quickly...
Eddie, Had a great time last night. Give me a call later. - Steve.He was tempted to write "Love Steve" but figured he didn't want to make things weird. Taking the paper, and laying it on the bed, he smiled, turned, and carefully and as quiet as he could, walked out, and slipped his sneakers on, before exiting the trailer. He looked around, making sure he wasn't seen by anyone before walking down the dirt road, in the early morning light, shrugging on his jacket. Eddie was right, there was nobody around, even in the morning. He figured most residents were either still sleeping, or too hungover to be awake yet. As he walked, kicking rocks with his feet, he couldn't help but smile thinking of the real reason why he was walking, sorta funny.
Unknown to him, Max was getting ready to leave for school, which she sometimes took the bus for, or walked it herself. She never thought in a million years she would miss Billy's rides. Her mother had already gotten up and left for her job at the restaurant, so she was alone, washing out her cereal bowl in the sink, before she noticed something through the window. Steve...leaving Eddie Munson's trailer. It took her a second, not sure she was seeing right. She blinked, and low and behold there he was. He was sneaking out, wearing what looked to be one of Eddie's band shirts, his hair a mess, and shrugging on his jacket as he walked down the road, looking around to see if anyone had seen him. Max's eyes widened in disbelief. She stared, not knowing all the information...yet knowing just enough from what she was seeing. She stood there, the water still running as she stared out feeling a mixture of emotions. Was Steve really sneaking out of Eddie's trailer? She knew about Eddie, since she had happened to notice him bring some random guys into his trailer a few times really late at night. She had even seen them kiss before a few of them, before dragging them inside. It was none of her business, and the guys worhsiped him since he was somehow still in school, and played that stupid D&D. She never said anything, simply because it wasn't her place, any of her business, and she just didn't care. Now she watched her brother's boyfriend, the love of his life, walk out of Eddie Munson's trailer. wearing one of his stupid metal shirts. She knew she shouldn't care, but she felt a strange mixture of confusion, anger, and sadness. She reached into her shirt, where nobody could see, and took out Billy's St. Christopher necklace.
She had been planning on giving it to Steve this month since Billy's birthday was coming up. She didn't want to make him sad, but figured he deserved it. She held onto the tiny metal charm, and felt her heart ache deeply inside her chest. Holding back tears of anger, she sighed. She honestly felt like the only person left that cared about her brother, and still remembered him and what he did in his last few moments. Closing her eyes, she continued to hold his necklace, feeling sick to her stomach.
Later...
Steve was grateful he didn't have work until late noon. He was also grateful his father's car was gone since he was already at work. Once he pulled in, and came in, he found his mother sipping her coffee in the kitchen, looking over her magazines. She smiled up at him.
"Spend the night with a friend?"
"Yeah Robin. Sorry I didn't call. I was just so wiped out last night. Busy at the store..."
Steve's mother made a face and smiled, pointing at Steve's shirt.
"That isn't yours...is it?"
Steve felt his heart pound, before he looked down and pretended to shrug it off as he went to grab milk in the fridge to pour himself some cereal.
"Um...it's Robin's brother's. I needed something to sleep in so I borrowed it."
His mother seemed to lose interest as she started chatting about whatever stupid soap opera she was watching, and something she had just read about. Steve grabbed a box of cereal, and couldn't help but smile to himself, faintly still smelling Eddie on the shirt, which was driving him absolutely wild.
Last night, was honestly the best night he had experienced in what seemed like forever.