Chapter 12

The bass could be heard down the block as Edd, Kevin, and Wilhelmina approached the party. Kevin felt Edd shift awkwardly in his costume beside him. He seemed to be having a hard time adjusting to the material. Kevin smirked but didn't say anything; years of wearing Under Armor paid off for this costume. Wilhelmina prowled ahead of them in a costume he was sure would have her bringing home a guy tonight. She wore a pair of short shorts and a cropped button down in navy blue with a policeman's hat and a billy club swinging at her hip. She claimed it was in line with their costumes, swearing she was dressed as Commissioner Gordon, but Kevin wasn't buying it. He could imagine that if his teammates could see her now they wouldn't question why he hung out with the "weird art chick" and his roommate all the time. Most of them would be asking for her number or for him to be their wing man. He guessed that was her intention from the way she had been applying her makeup in the mirror and fluffing her hair.

They walked up the porch steps and paid their entry into a party that Kevin never would have suspected. Black lights had replaced every available source of light. White sheets hung from the walls and over what little furniture was in the front room, giving the place a vacant, haunted look. Through a door covered in a black curtain that Kevin suspected might actually be a bed sheet was a hallway. Fake blood dripped down the walls and what looked like intestines hung from a coat rack. Kevin shuddered and wondered how they managed the effect. He was glad to see that Edd found it amusing as they followed Wilhelmina through the house. They came out into the kitchen. It was small but the center island seemed filled with liquor options; no special effects for Halloween were enacted in the room. "Man, you guys don't fuck around," Kevin commented as he observed the selection of vodka, rum, whiskey, and gin set out.

Wilhelmina grinned. "No shitty beer here. Well worth the entrance fee. Even if it isn't top quality stuff."

Edd bit his lip. "I've never—I mean—I don't know—"

Kevin grinned and kissed his dork lightly, a task hindered by their masks. He had to admit that feeling free to kiss him whenever he felt like it was a nice change. "Don't worry, Dork. We'll get you something good. And not too heavy." He leaned in closer and said in a low voice, "While I plan on taking you home tonight, I don't think I want to carry you." He was pretty sure he watched a flush creep across Edd's cheeks.

"Alright then."

Wilhelmina looked at him. "What do you think?"

"Well I'm going to have a whiskey and coke, but I think he'd be better off with rum. Or maybe vodka."

She nodded and started to pour drinks. Kevin watched as she poured a healthy amount of whiskey into a solo cup, then gin in another and about half as much vodka in a third. She added mixer to all three and handed out the drinks. They walked back into the front room where dancing had started.

"You two going to be okay?"

They both assented they'd be fine.

"Great. I just spotted a cellist I've been into and I'd really like to restring his bow, if you know what I mean. Buzz me before you go, okay?" She sauntered off before either of them could respond.

Kevin and Edd stood by the wall for a few minutes. "Wanna dance?" Kevin finally asked.

Edd nodded, "Alright."

He led the costumed dork to the middle of the floor and took hold of his hip with the hand not holding his drink. Edd pressed his hips backward into Kevin's groin and he realized a problem with the lycra body suit as he stiffened beneath the boy. He wished he'd worn a cup beneath the costuming, rather than the light padding that Wilhelmina had stitched in. She obviously hadn't anticipated the problems that Kevin was experiencing. After a few songs had played, Edd started to move as if he were going to walk away, but Kevin gripped his hip tighter and pulled him back against himself again. "You trying to embarrass me, Nerd?"

"What do you mean?" Edd asked. His voice held genuine concern that he'd done something wrong. "I know my dancing is not the best, but I didn't think that—"

Kevin pressed his hard on more firmly into Edd, making sure he could feel exactly why he would be embarrassed. "Your dancing's fine. But this would be pretty embarrassing."

"Oh. Oh my. That does present a problem."

"What do you mean? Just stay here," he said huskily in his ear, nipping at the cartilage for good measure.

Edd seemed to melt for a moment but turned toward him. "Well, I'm in need of another drink," he said with a wide grin.

Kevin looked at his own cup, nearly empty as well. He took a last swallow of the concoction and sighed. "Give me a second to get myself back under control." He closed his eyes for a moment and tried to think of something that would kill his boner. He tried his last encounter with that girl, Elle, but it was still sex and her resemblance to Edd didn't help at all. In fact, sex with any girl didn't help, as he tried to remember other encounters with girls who looked less like him. Apparently sex while not with his desired partner was still enough for his body. Finally he settled on the one time he'd walked in on his dad watching porn, dick in hand. It disturbed him to remember the incident, but it managed to do the job. He slowly loosened his hold on Edd and whispered in his ear that they were good to go now. Edd led him back into the kitchen and poured them fresh drinks. Kevin watched carefully as he added vodka to his own cup, making sure that he wasn't pouring too much to handle, then encouraged him to add a bit more whiskey to his drink, assuring him that he wasn't getting too drunk.

They reentered the dance room while the music blared through the speakers against the wall, a sub-woofer pumping a constant heartbeat through the room. Kevin nudged Edd as he spotted Wilhelmina against the wall. She had someone, he assumed the cellist, pressing her against the wall, hands on her waist, mouth crushed against her own.

"I suppose we can assume she found what she was looking for then," Edd remarked. He grinned. "Maybe if you're lucky, I'll find what I'm looking for too."

"Oh really?"

Edd's only reaction was to give a sly smile and lead his boyfriend back out to dance, drink in hand.

Kevin knew his previous problem would only return, but the temptation of Edd's body against his own was too much. After two songs, his second drink was gone and he was painfully pressed against Edd's backside again. He took a cue from Wilhelmina, dancing slowly toward the wall with Edd grinding on his hips. When they were close enough to the wall, Kevin pressed the boy against it and captured his lower lip between his teeth. He felt the soft exhale against his own mouth and the accompanying groan in his throat before pressing his mouth firmly to Edd's. He took him under the chin, thumbs pressed firmly behind the jointure to his jaw, kissing him deeply, uncaring for the onlookers around. Edd kissed him back eagerly, tasting the whiskey on his tongue and feeling the slight stubble on his chin. He pressed forward, groin sinking into Edd's, pinning him further into the wall.

Edd pressed his lips to Kevin's again, open mouthed, arms linked behind Kevin's head. He growled in Kevin's ear, "Perhaps we should be departing?"

Kevin nodded furiously, almost knocking his mask aside.

Edd started to reach in Kevin's utility belt, making Kevin's eyes widen as he poked and prodded.

"Edd, what're you—"

He pulled out Kevin's cell phone and started typing quickly. "Wilhelmina asked us to inform her when we were leaving. And I left my own phone in our dormitory to charge, remember?"

Kevin felt the heat in his cheeks. He felt fairly sure that Edd spent more time feeling around than was strictly necessary to pull out his phone. His desire to leave and have Edd to himself in private only strengthened. He pressed his hips back into Edd as he finished texting Wilhelmina. Kevin found Edd's neck again. He nosed the fabric down his neck to expose the flesh. He latched to it, nuzzling and biting, leaving a dark mark on the pale skin. He felt Edd growing against his own length as he applied his attention. Edd took his hips between his hands and gently pushed him back. "Let's take this back to our room," he said in a low, sultry voice.

Kevin nodded and followed Edd out the front door of the art house without a backward glance. The walk back to their dorm took longer than usual, with kisses and gropes exchanged in shadowy corners and pressed against the brick buildings; teeth scraping against tender flesh, hands reaching for groins and ass. Edd pressed him against a tree halfway back to the dorm, leaving a hickey to match the one Kevin had left on his neck. Security found them near their building, about an hour after they left the party, half hidden under a bush, masks askew and lips swollen, both obviously aroused. They were asked to move on to their dorm building if they didn't want to get in trouble for public drunkenness. With an embarrassed flush creeping up both their necks they got up, brushed themselves off, and walked toward their building, finally entering their dorm trying to hide their half hard groins. Inside the halls were empty: everyone on their floor was still out at one party or another. They fell through their door and into the room with hands groping and mouths searching. Kevin pulled off Edd's cape with a quick yank, tossing it across the room before the door had shut, shucking his own the next instant. They both kicked off their boots as they reached the center of the room, still tugging at each other's bodies. Their utility belts fell to the floor around their ankles. Edd pulled at Kevin's costume, pulling it down off his shoulders and leaving it half off at his hips. His hands ran up and down the hard muscles of Kevin's stomach and back, teasingly drawing lines of fire wherever they went. He pulled off Kevin's mask to attack his face in long kisses, glad to see the boy's bright green eyes unhindered by the duct tape mask.

Kevin shuddered as long fingers played invisible chords down his shoulder blades and spine, tracing around each vertebrae. He pulled Edd's body suit down his torso as well, feeling the bones of his hips along his thumbs. Edd groaned as Kevin thumbed his way down his hips and rubbed the soft spot between his hip and groin. They climbed into Kevin's bed, sinking into intimate kisses. Naked chest to naked chest, sweat collecting like dew between them, they continued to explore each other's torsos experimentally. Kevin rolled on top of Edd and began to kiss down his neck with small bites to elicit gasps and groans. He nipped playfully at his collarbone and continued down Edd's pectoral muscles, stopping to ring his nipple with his tongue, lightly flicking the sensitive skin with the tip before sucking hard, hands skimming along his ribs simultaneously. Edd's skin rippled in gooseflesh when Kevin repeated the treatment on the other side. He continued his downward descent, finally running his tongue along the line at Edd's waist where the bodysuit bunched. He gripped the material and started to tug downward, watching Edd's face for a reaction.

Edd glanced down at him. "Why are you stopping?"

Without further encouragement, Kevin pulled the body suit down and off his boyfriend. His erection strained against his underwear. Kevin traced it with his fingers, pressing the root of it in the juncture of his thumb and forefinger massaging it gently. He ran his tongue along the hem of the underwear again and glanced up at Edd, who only nodded with ragged breath. He yanked the briefs down and saw the vision that had haunted his wet dreams since he was sixteen: Edd's naked erection. A growl escaped his mouth and he wanted nothing more than to touch it, but he waited. He followed Edd's legs with his mouth, down one, stopping at knee and ankle to kiss the sensitive skin, then back up the other. He kissed, bit and sucked the flesh on his thighs and at the joint of his hip and leg. Edd panted and tried to urge Kevin closer to his straining cock, but Kevin didn't obliged just yet. He kissed up his stomach and chest, leaving a trail of goose bumps and his boyfriend stifled low moans. He played again with his sensitive nipples, plucking at one with fingers while tonguing the others.

"Kevin," Edd hissed. "Please."

With a wicked grin he finally gripped Edd's swollen cock, feeling the heat of it, a pulsing vein near the base. He stroked along the length, stopping at the head to feel the velvety smooth skin. Edd panted in anticipation, finally closer to getting the relief he needed. Kevin leaned forward, the embarrassment he thought he'd feel at this moment long gone and replaced only with the desire to pleasure the boy in front of him, and took the tip in his mouth. Edd's groan spurred him on. He licked at the head, swirling his tongue around it, swiping his tongue over the slit, before experimentally taking more length in his mouth. He took as much as he could and wrapped his hand around the rest, pumping his shaft slowly while his mouth teased the head. With his other hand he pressed gently in the soft spot behind Edd's balls, gently massaging at the gland he knew was hidden there. Edd tensed at the heightened feeling but relaxed quickly.

Edd's cock popped out of Kevin's mouth with a lewd sound when Kevin looked up. "Can I try something—something you might not like the idea of? It feels pretty good but—"

Edd nodded, "I trust you."

Kevin nodded wordlessly and pushed himself off the bed. From his desk he extracted a small bottle and returned to Edd. He pushed his body suit off and climbed back into bed. He poured a small amount of lube over a finger and on the hand he had been pumping with. He returned to Edd's cock, licking from root to tip before swallowing the head again. He worked up a steady rhythm and soon Edd gasped wordlessly urging Kevin to continue. He lifted his hips, thrusting into Kevin's open mouth, and a hand gripped firmly at Kevin's hair. As Edd became more aroused, Kevin gently prodded him with the lubricated finger, slipping in as far as the first knuckle before pausing for Edd to clench and adjust to the intrusion. He looked up at his boyfriend, cock still between his sucking lips, with raised eyebrows silently asking for permission to continue or looking for an indication that he should cease and desist immediately. Edd nodded to Kevin and thrust upward again when Kevin slid his tongue along the underside of the crown of Edd's cock. He pressed his finger a bit further, in slow increments, trying to maintain the rhythm he had built with mouth and hand. When he finally fit his finger completely in Edd and he had adjusted, Kevin curled his finger upward, trying to hit the spot. After a few unsuccessful tries a memory of an ex-girlfriend attempting the same feat floated across his memory. He adjusted a little and tried again. Edd gave a small yelp that dissolved quickly into a groan of pleasure. Kevin pressed on, massaging the gland gently. He suppressed a grin as he felt Ed getting closer to the edge of his orgasm. He felt his balls tighten and the muscles wrapped around his finger clenched. Kevin sped his oral ministrations, engulfing more of him with every downward bob, pulling him as far to the back of his throat as he could. With a gasp and a buck, Edd's muscles spasmed and Kevin's mouth flooded with the hot taste of Edd.

Kevin sat up on his knees, swallowing and wiping the corner of his mouth on the back of his hand. He decided that while jizz didn't taste good, it wasn't nearly as bad as he had always expected. And he suspected Edd's clean diet had something to do with it. Edd looked sated, eyes glazed and chest flushed. Before he could ask, Kevin changed out of his bodysuit and pulled on a pair of shorts to go to the bathroom. He brushed his teeth and washed his hands. When he returned, Edd was sitting up in bed with a blush staining his cheeks. He pulled Kevin to him and kissed him deeply, arms wrapped around the back of his neck, holding him close.

"How was it?" Kevin murmured to him, fingers brushing over Edd's spine gently. He breathed in the scent of Edd; usually so clean and smelling of soap, he had the distinct scent of sex competing. It was intoxicating.

Edd pulled him back in the bed, climbing atop him to kiss him with renewed vigor. He worked his way up to Kevin's ear, nuzzling the lobe and soft skin just beneath. From there he continued down, trailing kisses along his neck and shoulder. He kissed the inside of Kevin's bicep, the side of his ribs and stomach, his hips and the line of his pant over his waist. With a deep breath Edd took hold of the waistband and slowly began to pull them down, kissing each bit of skin as it appeared. Kevin murmured between startled breaths that he didn't have to, but Edd merely continued his exploration and asked Kevin lift his hips a bit so that he could pull the shorts off. Kevin's cock sprung free from his shorts, standing at attention as Edd examined it. He kissed around the base of it, nosing at it occasionally. He kissed up the shaft and with a look of concentration stuck out his tongue and licked around the head.

Kevin hissed in an effort to control himself but he suspected he wouldn't last long. Edd ran his tongue along the head again and started to kiss his way back up Kevin's stomach and chest. His hand replaced his mouth, stroking the shaft with a measured, rotating grip. He swiped his thumb over the top a few times while he bit down on his shoulder. Kevin reached for Edd's face, pulling him up for a gentle kiss. Edd placed his other hand on Kevin's balls, tugging lightly. The unexpected stimulation was too much for Kevin. With a stifled groan around Edd's mouth and a slight buck of the hips, he came into Edd's hands before he could give any sort of warning.

Edd reached for a towel and carefully cleaned them both off. He settled down next to Kevin, a hand laid across his stomach, legs intertwined, and kissed his neck. It occurred to him, as he fell into a sated sleep, that this was the first time he had Kevin had ever really been naked at the same time. He smiled to himself and slipped into a deep sleep.