So, fourth chapter, sorry it took so long. I'm writing the fifth and final one so that should be up soon. Hope you enjoy it, PM and review if you do.

KEVIN'S POV:

Me and Stan walked back into school, mixing into our group of friends as we entered the cafeteria. We sat down at a table after getting our meals.

I could still taste Stan's cum. It's was intoxicating.

Stan seemed a little bit out of breath but he had a calm composure. It was amazing how he could go from orgasm to relaxed in less than a minute.

I hoped the rest of the school day was going to go fast. What me and Stan had done made me want to take it further.

THREE HOURS AND THIRTY MINUTES LATER:

Me and Stan walked out of school, our hands joined together. I was pulling him back to my house.

"Kev, slow down, I can't keep up."

I stopped and when he was in front of me, I whispered what I wanted to do into his ear.

"Let's go to my house, it's closer."

"Okay." I said, a bright red shade splashed across my cheeks.

In less than five minutes, he was pushing his key into the lock on his house door. He opened it quickly and pulled me in. He made sure his parents weren't home and took me upstairs. With one hand, he dove into his wallet and pulled out a condom.

I smirked when I saw it, knowing he already had a hard-on. He yanked open his bedroom door and let me go in first. I had already began unbuttoning my shirt and had already undone my belt.

As I was about to throw my shirt to the floor, Stan stopped me.

"You might need that to bite. Stop you from being so loud." He said, starting to roll on his condom.

I felt myself get even harder under my pants and took them off as fast as I possibly could. Stan left his shirt on but took his hat and pants off. He still had his under wear on but I didn't care. I had to resist the temptation to clamp my mouth over his huge cock.

He grabbed me and shoved two fingers into my mouth. I shut my eyes and lubricated them heavily. He took them out and, with a kiss, roughly inserted them into my ass. I moaned and buried my head into his neck, sucking and biting him.

After seven deep shoves, each one of them hitting my prostate, Stan took out his fingers, sucked them and turned me around, pushing me down onto the bed and placing himself over me.

He reached into the closet drawer behind him and pulled out a small bottle of lube. He rubbed it over his dick and threw it back into the drawer, slamming it loudly. He teased me with his head, lightly touching my asshole with it and running his fingers over my hard-on, sending shivers down my spine.

I was desperately awaiting his entry. I wanted him now more than ever. He began to slip his head in and I quietly squealed into the shirt I was gripping with my teeth.

Stan thrust into me, making me moan loudly, the sound muffled by the shirt. As he pushed in and out of me, he slipped his hand down and started playing with my nipples. I seethed and whimpered slightly as I could feel an intense orgasm building up.

He moaned and leant down to kiss my neck. I reached down to start jacking myself off and felt my whole body quivering in sexual ecstasy.

His throbbing cock was entering and exiting rapidly, making me moan louder and louder. I could feel myself about to come and Stan was edging on orgasm.

I felt Stan slow down to refrain from coming. I let out a deep breath and inhaled sharply as Stan sped up again. He let out a quiet "Fuck" as he came in a huge burst, making me come just a few seconds later.

I panted and seethed as Stan took his hard-on out of me. He rolled his condom off and discreetly dropped it into the trashcan beside his bed.

"Holy crap, Stan. You were amazing." I said, turning to face him.

"Thanks." He said, greeting my praise with a gentle kiss.

"Do you think I should put my clothes on? Just in case your parents come back?"

"Put these on." He said, picking up a pair of his pyjama pants. I smiled at him and pulled them on. They were loose but incredibly comfortable.

"Thanks, babe." I said, kissing him once more.

"Don't mention it, you look cute in my pants."

He took off his under wear, tossing them aside into the pile in the corner. He reached under his bed and grabbed a pair of sweatpants. He lazily dragged them up his legs, sighing after he got them over his diminishing hard-on, now only six inches but still impressive in appearance.

Stan licked my cheek, making me giggle. He kissed me softly and ran his hand across my face, drying his spittle off.

"I love you, Kevin."

"I love you too, Stanny."

He gripped me tightly in a loving hug, and he was soon asleep. As I felt myself about to fall asleep, I turned to look at Stan one more time. He's cute when he's asleep and sexy when he's awake.

The perfect boy.