Chapter 8

Soft lips against his own. That was what Sebastian could feel as he said goodbye to Jason. "Seb! Come on, we're boarding!" Wes called as he intwined his fingers with David.

"Bye," Sebastian sighed against his lips.

"I'm flying to Ohio in a week."

"I'll meet you at the airport."

"Text me when you land?"

"I promise." They kissed once more before Nick and Jeff tugged him away. Sebastian settled on his seat on the plane and stared out of the window. They would only be apart for a week, but Sebastian already missed the feel of Jason's fingers intwined with his.

"Are you covered when we get home?" David asked a nervous looking Wes.

"Yeah, they think I'm going to California for a week with the guys. Are your parents OK with it?"

"Wes, they love you, and support us together. They were the ones to suggest it the second we got back together." David kissed Wes on the temple. "How quiet do you think you can stay?"

Wes grinned as he caught on to what David was suggesting. "Very."

Locking the door to the small restroom Wes perched on the sink and David pressed him into the mirror, kissing him passionately. "David."

"Mm?"

"Please, just fuck me." Patting his jeans David fished out a bottle of lube as Wes unbuckled his and David's jeans, also pulling down their underwear, allowing David and his own hard members to spring free.

"Turn around." David kissed along Wes' shoulder and began sucking on a particularly sensitive spot on his neck as he pushed his finger past Wes' tight ring of muscule. Wes gasped, resting his head against the mirror.

"Oh fuck," he breathed. Easing in a second finger he kissed Wes as he hissed he kissed his neck, sucking, knowing it would make a mark. "Oh fuck, David please." Searching his pockets, David cursed.

"Wes, we can't I fo-"

"David, we've only ever been with eachother, please, just fuck me."

"Wes, are yo-" he was cut off by Wes' lips. As his lips were release David pulled out the lube again.

"Can I?" Wes asked, cautiously taking the bottle and squeezing a large amount onto his hands, rubbing them together he took hold of David's pulsing member earning a groan from the older boy.

"Ready?" David asked softly, lining up his cock with Wes' hole.

"I trust you." He kissed David's lips and David pushed slowly inside Wes, pausing once he was fully sheathed inside of him to let Wes adjust. "David," he stammered out.

"Mmm?" His voice was strained as he was holding back from pounding into Wes until he couldn't see straight.

"Move, for the love of God move," Wes' voice was demanding and urgent.

"Hold on tight," David set a pace, slow until he felt Wes relax fully around him. Reaching around with his finger's still lubed up he grasped Wes' member and began pumping it in a matching pace to his thrusts. Wes gripped the edge of the sink until his knuckles turned white as David thrust into him faster and harder, still pumping his cock.

"Ah.. David, I'm close."

"Me t-t-too," he replied. "Let go Wes," he murmered, nibbling the soft skin of Wes' earlobe and Wes found his release, bucking his hips harshly, clenching around David so tight David found his release spilling inside of Wes.

Fixing their appearences they shared one last kiss before joining their teammates, only to be greeted by wolf-whistles and cheers from the Warblers and New Directions.