It is what you all have been waiting for, right here in the twelwth chapter of My reason to smile! ;D can you guys guess what it is...? ;D
Hope you like the chapter as much as I do ;D a lot of stuff is going down people!
Still, there should be some spelling errors in this chapter, since I have not had the time to show it to my beta... but I hope you will like it just the same :)
Warning!: Let me just say one thing... PENIS! : haha... yes... yes there will be penisessss in this chapter ;D AND this is very IMPORTANT! There will be sex in this chapter between Arthur and one of my OCs. If this is not liked by some of you, which I know excists, the first scentense where the sex part starts, will be in bold type. Like this. I hope you will stay with me after this chapters as well.
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Enjoy!
Monday morning, Arthur woke up with a chill down his entire spine, a boner so hard he hardly thought he'd be able to do anything about it during his short shower time and the entire wait before he could get in there, the only thing he could think about was that maybe soon, he wouldn't have to do it in the shower every morning... Which was tiering. As soon as Al was done in there he hurried passed him with a quick 'good morning' over his shoulder. Because he had deliberately been pretending to sleep when his cousin got up, so that he wouldn't see the embarrassing bulge on his pants.
The shower he took was hot for once, because he didn't want to cool down. He needed to cum as quickly as possible, cooling down would take to long after all. It was a blessed feeling almost, the spray of hot water and soap against his skin, the chill of pushing up against the cold tiles, cock throbbing and head pounding with need for relief.
I wish... he thought as red flashes flew before his eyes, his world blackening and the contrast between the cold and warm being the only thing he could feel. I wish I still had you... behind me... beneath me... inside me...
Stepping out of the shower was like getting slashed with cold water and he quickly dried his pale skin so that he wouldn't get too much goosebumps. He laughed as he heard Al sing down in the kitchen, to some stupid song coming form the TV or maybe the radio? His dick was already twitching again though, which was so annoying it brought him back from his listening. He pulled his underwear on and hurried into Al's room, getting dressed there with the rest of his clothes for the day; a nerdy T-shirt with X-men printed on it and a pair of almost too tight, black jeans. Looking kind of awesome, if it was up to him to decide.
"You coming or what?" he could hear Al shouting from downstairs and hurried his steps as he followed the smell of bread and tea. He was bloody hungry and he hadn't even noticed. That beaming smile was shining as he entered the room and he gave one back, taking the sandwich he was offered with a soft thank you. They had little more than ten minutes before they had to be at the buss stop. Better just to stuff your mouth with food and chew. He had made sure to bring a pack of gum too... you never knew if you'd have to make out sometime during the day.
"You're looking dashing today cousin" he chuckled as all pulled on a clean T-shirt over his bare chest. He had been walking around without a sweater since he had taken that shower and well, even though it had been a really hot sight, Arthur had tried not to look too much.
"I need too, otherwise no one will take me seriously" Al joked back and gave him a soft pat on the back before stepping out through the front door, locking it behind Arthur's back and then rushing together with him towards the buss.
It was packed full and it didn't take them long to get separated by the crowd, not that it was such a horrible thing now that Arthur had his own classmates to worry about. One of them was standing at one of the nearby windows, the only one you could stand by and they waved to each other as a sign of recognition before the other one moved so that Arthur could stand beneath him. They didn't say much but still kept close to each other as they pushed themselves through the crowd of people that lead them up the path towards the school grounds.
The classes where interesting though and Jody was sweet as always. They spoke in lowered voices about the younger guy he had been chatting with and Jody told him everything she knew about the guy, which was mostly rumors. She looked slightly worried about the fact that he was so rich to start with, saying that even if he was gay, he wouldn't come out like that to some punk he didn't know.
"Besides..." she whispered, somehow sounding a bit like Hermione from Harry Potter with the tone she was using. "...what if he is like really into bondage or something? I mean come on? He could have HIV for all we know..?"
"I know... I know" he smiled and took her hand softly in his own. "But I'm a big boy, ok? And I can take care of myself Jody... just let me at least see for myself what kind of person he is, before I listen to rumors?"
"Fine..." she sighed and gave his hand a hard squeeze. "As long as you call me if anything bad happens, kay? I am the only one who will know where you are anyway..."
"I will, I promise..." he smiled and bit his lip. "Now I need to go to the bathroom... sorry, but I can't really seem to get myself in check today..."
"You're so gross Arthur" she blushed back and laughed as the teacher sighed with annoyance when he asked for permission to leave. He laughed himself as he left the room and headed for the toilets with singleminded determination. He was already growing hard again, which was fucking weird, even for him. Had someone put viagra in his morning tea or something?
The corridors where empty and the school smelled newly cleaned after the weekend. He didn't know why but it always gave him prickles in the back of his neck to walk alone like this. As if there was always something following him, even though there was never anything there when he looked back over his shoulder. When he was younger, he had thought he was going mad because of it, but by now he had grown used to the goosebumps and the shivering cold, like breath over his neck. It was almost homy.
"You know, you're kind of visible when you walk around the school...for someone that would want to see you that is.." came a half taunting voice from somewhere behind him however and this time, Arthur was quite sure it was not his imagination playing him a prank. "...and I was hoping I'd find you here"
Arthur turned around slowly and felt his cheeks flush at the sight of ginger curls and deep green-brown eyes grinning back at him. The taller one was standing leaned against the side of the lockers at the far end of the corridor, where Arthur had failed to see him when he passed him by. This was just so damn embarrassing...
"Yes?" he asked back, facing the man with fake confidence. "And why where you hoping you would see me here?"
John gave a soft chuckle and shrugged, jamming his hands down his pockets before he started walking towards Arthur with determined steps. "Truth be told, I was just passing through, late for class, when I heard someone come through the corridor and it turned out to be you" he grinned and Arthur felt a pull somewhere below his stomach, taking some steps closer himself. He was at least being honest about it, a good sign maybe?
"And why didn't you just keep walking, John?" he asked back and bit his lip at the sight of that grin, the hands pulling out of those pockets and the deep eyes flickering in the light from the windows to the side. Oh fuck he needed this..
"Because I thought... maybe we could talk?"
"Talk?" Arthur questioned and raised an eyebrow, fake annoyance playing over his face. "You sure all you want to do is talk?"
...
Al groaned as his head hit the top of his desk. He had fallen asleep so many times this hour that he thought maybe he was sick? Having a cold or something? He had been thinking a lot though, these passed few days and maybe that had contributed to his tiredness? After all, he used to get tired during tests and stuff and during tests he had to think a lot. This wasn't the same kind of thinking though... he knew that.
The fact that Arthur was gay hadn't bothered him at all, quite the opposite. It actually made him calmer to know now that he knew at least one person who was gay. He hadn't really had anyone else to talk about it with and maybe, in a couple of days, Arthur would feel comfortable enough to talk more about it.
Being bi curious, or more like bisexual actually, Al had always felt the need to talk to someone like Arthur. Because he didn't quite know what to do about the situation. He knew there where bisexual and homosexual people at school and in the town as well. But how did you find them? What if he would prefer to fuck a guy before fucking Lauren? Not that sex was all in a relationship, but still... He had thought a lot about that part since Lauren had started saying Arthur was gay. There had been weird dreams about it too, about being with some random guy... rough hands in stead of Lauren's soft ones, strong arms around him, short hair tickling his chest, flat muscles against his own...
Fuck... he thought and let his head fall hard against the surface again. Get out of my head! I don't need to think about stuff like that either since I'm already so FUCKING confused about all of this shit with Lauren...
The teacher called his name and he pretended he had just fallen asleep again because what else would he do? Tell everyone that he was trying to get these male on male fantasies out of his mind? Wouldn't think so. He grinned to himself and started drawing some random circles on his paper before Lauren noticed and rolled her eyes at him.
"You really don't want to pay attention, do you?" she whispered and he felt a chill of dislike towards her in that moment. What did she know about if he was paying attention or not? Maybe he did that better if he got to draw something while listening? She didn't know him... and he wasn't sure anymore if she knew that herself. She might know the Al from school, the one who used to fuck her after practice, the one that was a jerk towards anyone but her... If she thought that was the real him then she could just forget about it. And go fuck herself.
Sometimes I think it would just be better to be together with one of your best friends... no matter their sex. At least, they would know me enough to like me for who I am...
...
"Wasn't really planning on just talking, no..." John answered, not standing further away than that Arthur would be able to touch him if he just reached his hand out. Which he didn't do. He wanted to hear it, from this man, that he wanted it. Or at least see some indication that he did. They where at school and they where vulnerable as ever but if he wanted this, he'd have to claim it.
"What where you planning then?" he asked and saw a mark of irritation and maybe embarrassment grown on the other's handsome face. I've got you trapped, dear John... please tell me you're not trapping me as well?
"I thought, since yesterday, you know what I'd want?" the ginger boy grinned and before Arthur could even react in other than a slight yelp of surprise, he was pushes back by strong arms agains the wall, his hands held up to the sides of his head and the hard wall hitting his back with striking force. The pain didn't at all bother him though and even if his dick was twitching and his cheeks flushing, he looked back into those orbs with narrowing eyes.
"I though you might tell me to clarify..." he managed to hiss out without his voice shaking. He needed to stay calm and collected. He had done this before. He didn't have to be all horny and crazy, like the dude in front of him. Oh fuck, who was he trying to kid? He was fucking hot, John, where he was standing with his soft grin and those strong hands keeping his body locked to the wall. Why had he failed to notice this when he had been at the pizza place? Maybe because he was not as hot as Al...? But he was, wasn't he?
"Why tell you, when I can show you?"
Oh no, he wasn't seriously going to...? But there was no more time to think of the best thing to because the other one had already decided what he felt like doing. Lips locked to his own and Arthur couldn't help the whimper as he thought he'd die, the feeling of warm, dry skin against his own, the taste of him so intoxicating he didn't even hinder his eyes to flutter back. The hands didn't let him go but he didn't really care anymore, except that maybe he had liked to wrap his arms around that strong neck of his but what ever, he didn't need to.
He could feel that strong chest against his own, chuckling as he whimpered again and his cheeks flushed even more. As he was going to try to break free with his hands, the arms holding him up slowly let him go and wrapped themselves around his torso instead, Arthur's hands looking for something to hold onto until he eventually decided that wrapping them around John's shoulders and pulling at his hair really was the best idea he could come up with.
The groan the other let out was more than a reward and Arthur felt a chuckle leave his own lips before he bit down on those soft lips, sucking at the bottom of the two while pushing his fingertips into the other's scalp with all the force he could master. This one liked pain, that was for sure.
He must be even more eager than Arthur as well, because by the time he had started to relax in the tight embrace, John's fingers where all over him, pulling at his T-shirt, his hair, his pants and just his skin, almost breaking it as he went. Arthur laughed a little and leaned his head back against the wall, letting eager lips kiss up his neck as slender fingers fondled with the zipper on his jeans. The fabric was harsh and rough against his cock and fuck he wanted to be somewhere else right now, where he could focus entirely on those hands and that burning hot tongue which was working it's way towards his mouth over his sensitive skin.
"John..." he gasped and grinned as he felt fingers already pulling at his underwear. "Not to... sound like I don't want this but, I think.. maybe we should do this somewhere else?"
The hands stopped a bit too quickly for Arthur's taste and he was left breathing heavily against the wall for a while before John had collected himself enough to even look up at him. His face was flushed and he was biting a swollen lip in slight shame, slowly pulling his hands back from Arthur's aching body.
"Yeah..." he said and smiled a little, his voice almost shaking with excitement still. "Do... ehm... do you want to wait until the end of the day or something...?" he then asked and bit his lip again, as if it was still hurting and he was trying to relieve himself of the pain.
"Are you kidding me?" Arthur asked back and grinned before letting it turn into a soft smile instead. "As long as you don't mind taking the day off, I'll follow you where ever you seem fit"
John seemed slightly shocked by this, but his face soon broke into a smile that looked so relieved Arthur could do nothing but stroke his cheek a little with a finger. He was kind of cute, this one. He seemed innocent in a way, when you spoke to him, even though his behavior in bed looked quite aggressive. It was a bit weird of a combination but he quite liked it. If that was the real him, that was.
"Then come with me... we'll take the car and be at my place in no time, ok?" John then grinned and Arthur felt butterflies through his stomach. Gosh, this was going to be interesting.
"Sounds good enough to me, see you on the school yard in five?" he nodded and quickly buttoned his pants over his aching dick. Fuck I need to cum soon or I'll explode... "I just need to get my bag from my locker and then I'm ready to go"
John nodded and they parted. The ginger boy ran the opposite direction to get his things, Arthur suspected, and he himself hurried as well, not wanting to spend too much time in school when sex awaited and his pants where so tight you could see his boner through the fabric. When he was at his locker he grabbed his stuff just as quickly as he had walked, then sent a quick test to Jody, telling her that he was going to skip class for the rest of the day and that if anyone asked her, she'd say he had felt sick and gone home. If Al then asked where Arthur was, she would tell him that he was going to fetch some things to sleep over at her place. He didn't even read her response when he got it, because he was already rushing down the stairs.
"You took long enough" John teased when Arthur joined him in the red car, the same car that the ginger boy had left the pizza place in. "I had almost started thinking that maybe you changed your mind and went back to your class or something"
Arthur just shook his head in response and gently reached out for John's hand, who was resting comfortably on the gear lever. "Would I really?" he then asked and pulled the hand with him, gently placing it over his own groin while meeting the other one's eyes with a wink as he saw John swallow when feeling the hardness beneath the fabric. "So just drive now, if you still can, and I'll show you just as much I don't want to be in school at the moment"
This really wasn't like him, and Arthur knew it. He might be this way when he was together with someone, joking about sex and things like it. But he didn't really care at the moment if he looked like a sex addict. He knew that afterwards, they could always talk and he could explain why he was acting this way. Right now he just needed it so badly he didn't know what he was doing half of the time.
I haven't had sex since you Francis... he thought while closing his eyes, pulling in a deep breath as the car was driven quickly down the streets towards the big condo, belonging to the Dawson family. And I'm so fucking tired of always imagining YOU fucking me because it is the last thing I ever want you to do to me again... So I don't fucking care if having sex with John makes me into some kind of slut... at least, I won't be your slut anymore...
"You ok?"
The question came with a softness of the voice which Arthur appreciated, showing that John actually cared and would get worried if something was wrong. He quickly opened his eyes and looked back at the ginger haired one with a smile, shaking his head as he did so with a "No, I'm fine, just hard" for answer. The other one seemed to forget for a moment that he was driving a car, going all stiff and flushed. Arthur laughed and shook his head with fake annoyance. "Keep your eyes on the road John" he then said and let his eyes fall to see if his words had made any impact and yes, there was something between the other's legs that had definitely risen a bit since a couple of minutes ago.
"Do you really want this..?" John suddenly asked and the question didn't even make sense to Arthur so he just wrinkled his forehead and waited for the explanation. "I mean... you're not just gonna shit me over when we're finally there? Like... you're not lying about being gay or anything, just to expose me to everyone as a gay perv or something?"
Arthur let out a relived laugh and shook his head as John stopped the car on the parking lot. He looked back at the pretty worried american and gave him a soft smile. "I was worrying about the same thing about you" he admitted and gently stroke with one finger over the other's hand. "But I wouldn't have come with you home unless I was serious, now would I?"
John looked a bit embarrassed but shrugged. "I guess... I mean, I do this all the time with girls but everyone expects me to do it so even if someone would say I was bad in bed or something, it wouldn't be a big deal... but if you came back home to Al and told him about this..."
"I don't think he'd mind at all" Arthur assured and took the slightly cold hand in his own for comfort. "You have a good friend in Al and I thing, that maybe if you got to know the real him somewhat more, you could be the best of friends... He wouldn't mind you being bi curious, bisexual or gay for that matter, any less than he minds me being gay"
"Does he know that you're gay? Cause it didn't sound like it over msn..."John asked, smiling slightly with a wrinkle in his forehead. It was obvious that he really wanted to believe what he had not heard about his friend. Maybe there really was someone out there who he could rely on as a friend and trust with his darkest secrets. However, he still seemed a bit worried that Arthur might just be screwing him over and that feeling had to go.
"I told him so, not that long ago" Arthur smiled, knowing that he was probably beaming light from his eyes at the moment. Coming out to Al felt like the best thing that had ever happened to him at the moment. "Listen, if you feel the least bit uncertain about doing this, I'm up for just sitting down and talk for a while? Both of us can make sure the other one isn't just gonna run the other over in the end? How does that sound?"
John smiled and nodded in agreement. He seemed calmer now and Arthur tried to wind his body down slightly before getting out of the car. His dick was still aching hard but if he had waited this long, he could wait a little longer. He could get a lot out of this little bonding session and he'd do his best to keep calm and act just like himself. He'd definitely show John that there was noting suspicious about him and hopefully, he would see the same in John.
Fuck he looks like he's good in bed...
The way up to the large house, filled with large condos, was lined with large Japanese cherry trees and bushes. The air around them smelled with sweet scents of flowers and even though there was a luxurious playground to the side, there where no children there to play. Everything seemed slightly surreal and he bit his lip in wonder. He had never been in a rich neighborhood like this one.
"This way" John smiled and gently took his hand as they where in the safety of the entrance door, quickly leading him up a couple of stairs with the excuse that the lift was broken (even though Arthur suspected he was just afraid someone would step out of it and see them holding hands) and eventually they reached a dark door with a small, engraved sign which read: Welcome to the Dawson's
Arthur felt a bit out of place as John turned the key in the lock. He was so nervous that he didn't know what to do with himself and without knowing it he started biting his lip again, nervous behavior.
"Well, here we are..." John smiled in a half sigh, holding the door open so that his guest could step inside without trouble. Arthur did so with big eyes and looked around in awe at only the large hall that opened up to him right inside. There was this shiny feel to everything he saw around him, as if everything had been neatly polished just a couple of seconds ago and he almost had to cover his eyes not to be blinded by it all as the sun was reflected in all the furniture and the floor. "Come, we'll go downstairs"
Arthur followed, hand in hand with his newly found companion, looking with marvel at all that he saw. The large sofa in the living room, which looked as if it never had been used. The big dining area where a gigantic chandelier was hanging form the sealing. It didn't look homy at all, this apartment, but they had class, that was for sure.
"This is my hang out place" John introduced as they had stepped down a wide staircase and through one of three doors they had come across. The room was almost as big as Francis' apartment had been, back in England, with a kitchen and a large bathroom too. Even here was a large sofa, big enough for at least ten people and a TV twice the size as Al's. The kitchen wasn't small either and since John had a key to the door they had just stepped in through, he could basically live down here and it would be like he had moved out already.
"It's so big..." Arthur couldn't stop himself from saying and John grinned while pouring some soda for him.
"That's what she said"
"Ha ha, very funny" he said sarcastically but took the drink with a thanking smiled before running off to look at the bedroom. He could hear John following him and there was something about this that made him even more horny. He couldn't really put his finger on why though so he just left his dick to ache in his pants while admiring the big bedroom. It had an own bathroom as well, with a shower in it and the bedroom itself had everything you might need in one. There was a large wardrobe, probably filled with clothes and the bed... the bed looked as if thought it could have been made in heaven.
"Try sitting on it if you'd like?" John said and nodded at it but received a chuckle and an eve from Arthur.
"You just can't wait to get me into bed now, can you?" He mocked and shook his head. Even though the thought was tempting as hell, they had agreed on talking first so talking was what they where going to do. John grinned back, even though the swelling on his pants had grown quite a lot again. With determined steps, Arthur turned and left the room quickly, not to jump the other one out of sheer lust. Well out in the 'living room' he sat down on the sofa and took a sip from his glass. John came right behind him and sat down himself, cutely hugging a pillow, maybe to hide his erection better than form just sitting down.
"So..." he then said and Arthur looked up from his glass where his eyes had gotten stuck. "What do you want to know about me?"
Straight to the point. Arthur blushed. He hadn't thought of anything in particular that he wanted to know about the handsome young man and since he hadn't prepared for the question it took him quite some time of thinking before he came up with anything at all.
"Who was the first guy you had sex with?" he eventually asked, even though the question was fucking embarrassing and he would probably just be laughed at and called a perv but he wanted to know, right? So why not ask? The reaction he go wasn't what he had expected either because even though John looked slightly red he just nodded as if the question was valid.
"His name is Gabriel, he's in Al's class at the moment..." came the answer and Arthur immediately got the image of Gabriel in his mind. The guy was a pretty shy one, always keeping to himself, according to Al at leas. He had blond hair and almost gray eyes, totally adorable and from Arthur's point of view he always looked lonely or sad. But maybe that was just because of the way his face was. "...we used to know each other pretty well back when we where kids, his aunt has a lot of money and he got to spend weekends at her place sometimes. His parents didn't have that much money but they never accepted any from his aunt, they didn't like charity or something" Arthur nodded and drank some as he listened. The embarrassment seemed to have disappear a little as John spoke so he didn't feel that bad for asking the question anymore. "One day he came over and he told me his parents had been fighting, telling each other that they where gonna get a divorce... and he was all broken up about it, so I told him he could stay and that I wouldn't tell anyone he was at my place. We spent the night talking in my bed, which was smaller at the time, and by the time my parents left for some banquet or something we started making out..."
There was something about the way he spoke that made Arthur think slightly about the feelings he must have put into this one first time. He must have had sex with women before this boy, but somehow, when he spoke about it it sounded as if though this was the time he lost his virginity. You know, to someone you truly want to do it with? It was sweet, yet sad, because even though he didn't know how long ago this was, it was obvious that it hadn't worked out between the two of them... and things like that was always sad.
"It was his first time, so we took it slow..." John continued with a little smile. "It wasn't like we planned to have sex though, it just sorta happened... and I usually plan to have sex, just do it because I'm supposed to, not because I really feel like it... unless it's with a guy" he added with a grin and a flirty motion of his eyebrow. "Do you wanna hear the whole thing or what?"
Arthur shrugged and grinned back, even though he felt a bit sad still. Hopefully, this part of his life didn't hurt John as much anymore and it wouldn't be a big deal to talk about it, but it was really up to him if he really wanted to. "If you'd like to talk about it, otherwise we can just skip it and talk about ice cream flavor or something"
John laughed and nodded. "It's ok for me to talk about it, but I've never done it before, with anyone... talked about it I mean..." The confession didn't come as a surprise for Arthur and he just smiled with a nod, showing that it was okay if he wanted to. "Well, he was totally nervous and even hornier than I was... at least it felt that way. He tried to kiss me better but he wasn't very good, he tried to touch me but his hands where shaking and he was too harsh in everything he did..." he continued and the smile on his face was genuinely cute, almost loving. As if the memory was still very dear to him. "Eventually he stopped and started crying, saying he was no good and stuff like that... I held him for almost an hour before I could convince him that there was nothing wring in being nervous the first time... Then I showed him what to do and stuff"
"You seem to have liked him?" Arthur asked carefully, not wanting to bring up sad thoughts and memories. John nodded and smiled a melancholic smile, his eyes sad.
"Yeah, we went from being best friends to lovers, and from what I've heard, that is always a good way to go..." he answered and shrugged. "But not in our case. His parents searched for him all night and all day after, when he finally came home and told them he had been with me they where so mad and thought I was bad for him, we didn't see each other until school started up again that year and by then he told me that maybe we shouldn't see each other anymore... so I lost my best friend and more, but I guess I learnt from it... and he has a new boyfriend now, I think so I'm happy for him"
"You think his parents had something to do with him not wanting to see you anymore?"
"Probably..." John nodded and drank some of his own soda. "But since I can't really have a boyfriend anyway, which I realized afterwards when I found out my father had abused two gay men he saw in a rich man's bar, I figured it was probably for the best..."
"What..? Do you really think he'd beat you if he found out you like men..?" Arthur felt totally shocked by this fact. This poor guy... He couldn't have had a happy upbringing at all. Everyone who had good parents, even himself, would love to have an entire floor for himself but John, he just wanted to be normal.
"Yes, I don't think he'd even stay at that though" he shrugged as an answer and looked away slightly, as if not really feeling comfortable with the subject. "He'd probably throw me out and call me a disgrace..."
"Fuck him..." Arthur mumbled and felt a bit better when John laughed at that. "I mean, not that it's up to me, but if he ever does that, you can come live with me... or with Al, i'm sure his mom wouldn't mind it at least..."
"Thanks Arthur... that means a lot"
They fell silent for a while. Not an uncomfortable silence, because they where both grinning at each other and almost making stupid faces. It felt like sitting with a kid almost, as if John hadn't had someone he could really goof out with in a while. He reminded Arthur somewhat of Al too, because they where so funny both of them.
"So, who was your first?"
Arthur blushed and bit his lip. Well, he had known the question would come. "I don't remember the name..." he admitted and blushed at the look John gave him. "It was at a party... I had known for years that I was attracted to guys, and there was like this apparently straight guy there who took an interest to me... he started flirting and telling me how pretty I was, as if I was a girl. Haha I didn't understand it really though and one thing lead to another and yeah... there it was"
"Shit.." John exhaled, still shocked it seemed. "Did he hurt you? Like, was it rape?"
"No no no" he assured and smiled. "He was very careful with me actually, but it kind of hurt and I couldn't really sit down for a couple of days. Now that I think about it, I think his name was Thomas or something"
"Do you regret it?"
Arthur shook his head and drank the last of his soda. "I think I would have done it soon enough anyway, and I didn't get a serious boyfriend until much later so it would have been with a random person which ever way I did it"
"I guess most people end up loosing their virginity to someone that doesn't really matter..." John agreed and smiled. "I think I have had sex with at least twenty women who where virgins before I was done, and they never shared by bed again. Bet they only wanted to have sex with me cause I don't say no and they didn't want to be virgins anymore... not that I mind, just so damn tired of the whining"
"Whining?" Arthur grinned. "What do you mean?"
"They always whine so much, those girls.." John explained and chuckled slightly before continuing. "I mean, they want me they say but just for the night, still they get mad when I don't call them and if I never have sex with them again they think they where bad and stuff. And all I wanna scream at them is that I'd fancy a cock rather than their stinking bodies"
"Now you've got one" Arthur filled in and John quickly drew an almost startled breath. "A cock I mean" he clarified and the ginger haired one swallowed hard. He must have forgotten why they where there in the first place, or maybe he thought Arthur had changed his mind? That they would have sex another day perhaps?
"Yeah I, I guess I do" the other then tried to get out but his voice wasn't working really and Arthur couldn't hide the grin that spread over his cheeks. John was so horny and it was totally adorable that you could see it so clearly.
"Tell me..." Arthur chuckled and leaned closer, setting the glass down on the table as he moved. Noticing in the back of his min that John was doing the same. Smart move. "...just how much have you missed it? Having sex with a man that is?"
John swallowed again and it was clear his throat myst be dry as dust. He opened his mouth too but he couldn't get the words out correctly until he had managed to clear his throat. "I... well, I can't..."
Arthur laughed and nodded before smiling kindly. "I'm sorry for keeping you form it then... to be honest, I'm right on the edge here, hindering myself from jumping you and making a mess out of you."
A soft whimper left John's lips and that was it. Arthur was convinced and completely satisfied with the answers he had been given. There was nothing, at the moment, that would stop him from letting this one in and he wasn't really scared at all anymore. He felt his hands shaking as he stood up and walked away from the couch, totally aware of the fact that John immediately stood up to follow him. That was at least a sign that he didn't mind them doing anything in the bedroom so Arthur kept going, his heart pounding terribly hard in his chest the entire way.
"You have any... preferences...?" he then asked as they where inside, the door closing behind John's back. They where facing each other, the entire air seeming to tense around them. John seemed not to understand what he meant by it at fist but chuckled slightly when he got it. It only took a couple of nano seconds it seemed, for him to cross the floor and suddenly Arthur found his back against the wall again as if no time had passed since their time in the corridor.
"The only thing I want is what you would want to give me..." John said, not sounding at all as sure of himself as he must be sounding with all the lovely ladies he had taken here. Arthur felt his cheeks flush but nodded, his cock already starting to ache again, with doubled force this time around. "You should do what you feel like doing because honestly, I don't really know what to do anyway..."
Even though he was saying it, Arthur couldn't stop himself from grinning. John had his hands resting at either side of Arthur's head, biting his lip, face so close to his that they could breath the same air. His leg was twitching against Arthur's too, yearning to press up against him and fuck if he only would do it already. "You sure seem to be knowing what to do though" Arthur joked and felt a jolt of pleasure through his body at the softest touch of fingertips against his cheek.
"Nah..." John chuckled back and came even closer, the sweet smell of fruit flavored soda was just as intoxicating as some people find the smell of gum. "I just go with what my body wants me to do..."
"Then do that"
Soft lips met his own, eagerly but not too forcefully this time. Arthur could hear himself gasp underneath them but didn't care what he did right now. His fingers seemed to know exactly where they where going, as if he had practiced, going over John's body time after time in his mind. They soon found their way in underneath the soft fabric of the other's shirt and met warm skin that prickled immediately at their touch. John did seem slightly unsure of what to do with himself though and Arthur smiled into the kiss. He'd have to do something about that.
Gently, but with force, he managed to slide his hands up under the fabric and placed them against the strong chest he found there, pushing the other one back against the bed until they tumbled down on it. John seemed surprised but grinned and managed to get Arthur around on his back, hands pulling at his T-shirt until he managed to get it off this time. His green-brown eyes looked potentially greedy when they fell upon Arthur's pale torso and he could feel his cheeks flush even more.
"Fuck..." he groaned and tried to hide his face in a pillow he managed to get ahold on. He could hear John laugh and feel him pull at it, but he refused to let it go. This was embarrassing, more embarrassing than he remembered.
"Fine then" the ginger one chuckled and stopped with his attempts to get the pillow removed from his company's face. "I'll just pay your body some attention instead until you'll have to come out for air" And with that Arthur gasped and arched his back as warm lips where pressed against his clavicle. He could feel teeth through them too, groaning into the pillow as those slender fingers held his hip in position. Goosebumps appeared quickly as John chuckled against his chest and his burning hot tongue round itself an erect nipple to taste.
He seemed to like teasing too, that was at least one of the few things Arthur could think before his mind went completely blank. Teeth where playing with the sensitive skin of his nipple now while hands had already given up on holding him still and instead they where in the middle of unzipping Arthur's pants. The sound so arousing that his toes buckled and his cock twitched at the smallest of nudges.
The pillow had fallen to the floor and soon enough those burning lips where back, kissing him deeper now than they had done before, tongue caressing Arthur's with a slow rhythm even though they both where going mad with ecstasy. He could feel the hands tremble with the edges of his pants and his own fingers where shot down almost by impulse to help. They worked quickly and within seconds, without letting that gorgeous mouth go for even an instant, he had managed to crawl out of the tight jeans. John didn't even have time to react on it though before he was pushed up into sitting position by Arthur's cleaver hands.
"Clothes will have to go" was the only explanation the blond one gave, already unbuttoning the other's shirt and buckle, biting his lip as he went with both eyes and cheeks burning. "Fuck.." he said again as John regained the control over his body and gripped Arthur's hair tightly, jerking his head to the side before nibbling at the soft bend of his neck, right at the place where the blond locks stopped. Arthur grinned, closing his eyes in pleasure and arousal, fingers making their way down the soft skin of John's chest again, passing nipples slowly, with enough time to gently squeeze them between his fingertips, earning a gorgeously deep moan from the other.
It was strange to be doing this. John's body was so different from Francis', yes they where similar in some ways. But touching him was like discovering a completely new world with valleys and salty rivers he had never seen or felt before. The scent of him was sweeter and richer in a way than he had ever experienced with his ex-boyfriend and even though this was not his first time reaching down a pair of pants and feeling a cock inside, he gasped as he did so longing to hear the reaction from the man now nibbling close to his ear.
There was a low moan of pleasure right next to his ear at that very moment and Arthur could feel a sudden jolt as John accidentally pushed his knee in between them both, nudging at Arthur's already hard cock. The sensation was almost too much to handle for the poor englishman and he fell back against the covers with a groan, head spinning and body burning. He could almost feel John's eyes on his body but he didn't really care about the embarrassment anymore. He could look all he wanted as long as he did something about both their aching problems.
"Are you just gonna keep looking at me or are you g..." he stopped abruptly and with a gasp as he felt fingers against his cock through the fabric of his boxers. He wanted to open his eyes, see the expression on John's face but he couldn't. His eyes shut even harder as his boxers where pulled down and something wet was pressed at the slit of his cock.
Fuck fuck fuck!
He wanted to scream but couldn't, he thrashed over, half his body to one side as John moaned, probably from the taste of him but there was no way for Arthur to be sure. Either way, he wasn't fit to think at all anymore and his fingers where deeply buried in the sheets underneath him. He tried his best, in the state he was, to not move his hip up against the less experienced male, but it was so hard he almost fainted from the effort. John's mouth was so bloody warm and felt so fucking good around his cock that it brought tears to his eyes. He never wanted it to stop. How could he ever have told himself that he would do without sex? That was just crazy!
"You ok..?"
The warm mouth was gone and Arthur opened his eyes immediately, realizing tears where running down his cheeks quickly. He hurried to dry them away, nodding at the same time while trying to calm his breath.
"Yeah, I just..." he tried but had to breath again and smiled wider as John came up next to him. "A bit much all of a sudden, after all this time you know?"
"I see" the ginger haired one nodded and Arthur could see the blush on his cheeks, feel the other's hardened cock against his thigh. He hadn't lost the mood, had he..? But it didn't seem like it, because soon enough, his lips where close again and Arthur caught them, the taste of pre-cum strong and just as arousing as he usually thought it was. There where goosebumps down his entire spine and he smiled, licking his lips as John pulled away for air and changed direction, kissing down his neck again.
"You know..." he panted and groaned at the feel of fingers grabbing his thigh and turning him over on his back again. "Never mind..."
He could feel the vibration form John chuckling close to his skin, feel his hands reaching for his cock and the way he gently parted his legs. It was so different, it really was, but it felt so good he could die happy.
"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do this..." came a soft whisper close to his ear suddenly and Arthur was sure he'd stop breathing. The only thing he could do was nod. He felt naked skin against his own as John pulled his pants down, felt burning hotness against him, the sensation of a naked body close enough to wrap your arms around it, close enough to kiss and taste.
There was something in the back of his mind though, disturbing him, even though he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was. It wasn't a thought exactly, if it had been, he would probably have been able to realize what it was about. But it was more of a feeling... something bothering him as if though there was something wrong. At fist he decided that there was probably nothing to it, maybe he was just not used to suddenly be taken care of in this way... but as he looked up to send John a smile of approval, he was met by a wrinkled forehead and a worried pair of eyes.
"What is it?" he hurried to ask and felt bad about keeping his moans up for minutes without noticing something might be wrong. John bit his lip and smiled apologetically, letting go of wanting skin and scratching his neck as if saying sorry with his entire body and soul.
"My parents are home..."
OH NOW I WAS FUCKING MEAN! ;_;
but don't you worry! I have next chapter almost compleated right at my side and I will publish it as soon as I have read it through (and hopefully some of you will have given me some reviews by then? ;D I live off of them you know ;_; )
But anyway... so John seems like a cool guy right? or what is he really like..? And what will Al find out about in next chapter that might change EVERYTHING! O.o find out if you stay with me!
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