No homo… Full bi thank you very much
Joe's face was wet as he turned away from the sword-fighting arena, clutching his sword so hard his knuckles turned white. Salty tears streamed down his face as he hid his face from the other campers, walking towards the cabins. "Please don't let any of my friends see me like this…" he silently chanted. A/N: haha sucker you wish. As he power-walked down the hill, a hand landed on his shoulder, causing the 15 year old to scream like he'd just seen the milk fic reenacted. "Whoa, whoa. Calm down."
"A-Andy… y-you s-should g-go." Joe stammered, still not facing his kind-of boyfriend. It had been two days since their kiss, and everything had been a little awkward between them since. "No. No, Joe, I can see you're upset. Please at least talk to Patrick about this, the two of you are really close. Please, Joe. For me."
"Ok Andy." The younger choked back a sob, dropped his sword and abruptly spun around, hiding his face in Andy's chest and hugging him tightly. After getting over the initial shock of the physical contact, Andy gently placed his arms around the boy, holding him as he cried into Andy's shirt.
When Joe's sobs subsided to a manageable level, Andy put his arm under Joe's knees and carried him bridal-style the rest of the way to the Poseidon cabin, Joe still hiding his face in Andy's shirt. Andy set Joe down inside the Poseidon cabin, and Joe finally turned to face Andy, his eyes puffy and red and his face scattered with bruises.
"Joe-" Andy gasped, but tried to control his shock for Joe's sake.
"-Don't, Andy." He choked back another sob. "I don't want to talk about it. Please, you should go. You shouldn't see me like this." Joe turned away, expecting Andy, to leave, but jumped as he felt Andy's arms come around him and hold him close.
"Joe, I really like you. And people who really like each other don't let each other be sad and alone while they know about it. Clear?"
"Crystal." Joe let out a small giggle at that, and Andy spun around the shorter boy to face him, smirking at the teenager.
"Did you just quote the breakfast club at me?
"Might've..." Joe looked at Andy from under his eyelashes, and the tension was too much for Andy, who kissed him, pushing him back into the bed and holding him to his muscled chest.
As the kiss began to get more heated, Andy began to move his hands up Joe's shirt, feeling the smooth skin of the younger boy underneath his fingers. Joe began to let out little whimpers as Andy's cool hands explored his torso, and finally gripped his shirt and pulled it off. Joe gasped at the sudden exposure, but didn't protest and leaned into Andy's touch. Suddenly, Andy pulled away, causing Joe to let out a small whine, but it became a noise of appreciation as the older removed his shirt, exposing his tattoos in all their glory. Joe moved close towards Andy, ducking down and tracing the outlines of the ink staining the order's skin. Andy was beginning to let out needy little whimpers, and as Joe placed his tongue to the skin, still tracing the tattoos, he let out a real moan, making his chest vibrate and the friction between the two boys increase.
"J-Joe, that feels so good…" Andy panted out; his body shivering as the boy's tongue moved along his abs. Joe looked up at Andy and smirked, a mischievous glint in his eye.
Before Andy knew what was happening, the zipper was down on his shorts and said shorts were around his ankles. He locked down at Joe, but the younger boy's teeth were gripping his boxers, pulling them down excruciatingly slowly for the – now extremely hard – teenager. As his boxers met the same fate as his shorts, Andy reached his hands down, hoping to get some release, but they were slapped away by Joe, who then proceeded to pin then to the sheets, letting out a growl while staring at Andy lustfully.
Joe slowly moved his head down, not breaking eye contact with Andy until the last second, when he placed his lips around the tip of the ginger's cock. Andy jumped in shock, a tingling feeling passing though his body from this one touch. He leaned into Joe, and as he took Andy's full length into his mouth, the older threw his head back in pleasure and let out a hoarse moan, choking out Joe's name as he shivered. Joe began bobbing his head up and down on Andy's dick, and Andy grabbed fistfuls of Joe's curly hair, pulling his face closer and practically fucking Joe's mouth.
If Andy hit Joe's gag reflex, it didn't show, as he kept tightening his lips around Andy as his thrusts began to get faster, and he released in the back of Joe's throat, slowly pulling out as the younger swallowed, grimacing slightly at the taste before crawling up to look at Andy's face as he rode out his high, shoulders shaking and an orgasm face so erotic Joe nearly blushed despite what he had just been doing. As Andy's orgasm came to an end, the two curled up together on Joe's bunk, Andy still breathing heavily before saying: "I'm going to have to return that favor tomorrow, babe..." causing Joe to let out a giggle and blush furiously as Andy wrapped his arms around him and the two drifted off in each other's arms.