"Oh, that's new." Brandon said as they walked into the kitchen. He must have shown up while he and Andrew were up in his room. Jesus tried to keep the terror off his face and pulled the boy with him to squeeze between Lena and Callie. No one said anything about it throughout the dinner, though some would glance over at them. Especially Mariana, who would cheesily smile at them.
The conversation was kept away from what had just happened, but as Jude and Connor rose to put their plates in the sink, Jesus cleared his throat. "Guys, we don't really want this to go away from this house. This stays here, and doesn't leave until Andrew and I are comfortable with it." He didn't look up from his plate as he said this.
"Of course honey." Lena reached over and squeezed his hand. The rest of the people promised as well and that was that.
Moving away from the kitchen as everyone else did as well, he pulled his boyfriend outside with him and sat down on the bench outside, letting out a sigh. "That was harder than I thought, and I didn't do anything but hold your hand."
Andrew reached for his hand and laced their fingers together. "We did it together, and it's over for the moment. We won't have to hide, not around here anyway." They sat in silence for a moment before they were interrupted by Lena and Steph walking out the door to join them.
"We'd like to talk." Lena said, crossing her arms in the way she does when giving a mom talk.
Jesus groaned. "Can't this wait till tomorrow?"
"No it can't, and we'd like to talk to Jesus." Steph said, looking pointedly at Andrew.
"I'll just be in your room, I guess." He stood up and walked away, looking back and receiving a smile of assurance from his boyfriend.
His moms sat on either side of him, sitting in silence before Lena spoke. "Have you guys...?"
"Really? You're starting out asking if we've had sex. We're boyfriends mom." He knew they were just asking because they knew about the HIV, but what made him angry was that they thought Andrew wouldn't tell him, or that they were dumb enough to risk something like that.
"Did you at least use a condom." Steph asked, placing her face into her hands.
Trying to make the anger leave his face, he put on his most innocent face. "We're boys mom, we don't have to use condoms, we can't get the other pregnant."
Lena gave Steph a pained expression and reached for his hand. "Honey, I don't think you understand the risk of..."
"I know he has HIV. Do you really think he would hide that from me? Do you think so little of him, or of me to not know the risks. We haven't had sex. Yet." Jesus added that last word to let them know that they couldn't stop them if they wanted to take that step.
Lena let out a breath of relief and smiled at him. "Honey, we just didn't know if you knew, we're just trying to look out for your health. Andrew is a very nice boy, but you're only teenagers and sometimes bad decisions are made."
He was trying to calm himself, knowing what she said was true. Like when he lost his virginity to a psycho, manipulative bitch, that was a bad move on him. Looking up at them, he sighed. "Look, we're taking things slow, especially the sex thing. I know the risks of everything and the ways to prevent it, and to not get it. He was almost too scared to even date me because of it, I hurt him pretty bad last night because he told me when I asked him out. I was confused and angry and I hurt him, but we're obviously good now."
Nodding at his explanation, they stood up. "We love and care about you, and if you two are happy together then we're not going to stop it. We felt we needed to make sure you knew about that though, if he hadn't told you."
He raised his eyebrows at them. "Didn't know it was your decision to tell me instead of his, but whatever."
They gave him twin looks of pained annoyance at his rudeness, but ignored it as they left him there.
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Andrew passed the boys playing video games and went to lay down on Jesus's bed, feeling the nervousness of knowing exactly what his moms wanted to talk to him about. Even though he had already had the discussion with him, he was still afraid that something his moms said could change his mind on how he felt about it. It was nerve racking and he could feel his body shaking.
He looked up as Mariana entered the room and moved over when she came to sit on the bed beside him. "So, how long have you guys been secretly dating?"
Rolling his eyes, he moved to sit up beside her. "We just started dating last night."
Nodding at his answer, she kept the questions coming. "How did it happen?"
"We met a couple weeks ago, before I started going to your school and I told him and we flirted and then kissed, but I told him he had to take me out on a date before anything could happen between us."
"So you guys haven't even had sex yet? Are you scared that he might like you but not the sex?"
Andrew hadn't even thought of that. Even though they had kissed and touched each other, the actual act could be something that Jesus didn't like. He wanted to hate his sister for bringing that thought into his mind, but she brought up a good point. Trying not to think about it, he turned the questions onto her.
"Did you ever think he'd like a boy?"
She thought for a moment before answering. "Honestly it didn't surprise me, he kind of acts like a whore anyway. What surprised me is that he's actually taking it slow with you, he must really like you to wait for sex."
That did make him feel better, already having known about the other girls he'd been with before him, and he smiled at her. "I'm glad you think so."
Smiling at him, she stood up to walk away but turned to him. "You seem really nice, I'm glad he met you." She then turned and left, leaving him smiling after her.
A few minutes later Jesus entered the room and came to lay down on the bed, pulling Andrew with him and spooning him, sighing into his shoulder. "What did your moms say."
Jesus sighed again before answering. "Just telling me about the thing, which was not their business to tell."
He knew what he was talking about, but he wasn't mad at the boy's moms for caring. "It's okay, they just care about you." He grunted and squeezed his arm around him, grinding his erection into the blonde's ass, causing him to laugh. "Down boy."
They dozed off for a while, Andrew waking up and checking his phone, seeing that it was just after ten. He pulled the hand out from under his shirt where it cupped his pec, obviously still a man, and rolled over to look at Jesus who was just opening his eyes at his movement. "Hey."
Jesus smiled and stretched, causing his shirt to ride up, abs peeking out. Reaching down, the tan boy lifted off his own shirt and pushed off his pants. He then rolled over and sighed happily, pulling the blankets over him, and folding them up under his chin. Smiling at the tired boy, Andrew stripped down to his boxers as well and moved to spoon him, wrapping an arm around the boy's waist.
Looking back over his shoulder he could see that the lover boy's were playing on their phones together, not paying attention to the other couple in the room. The half wall pretty much hiding them from each other. He pressed his forehead against Jesus' shoulder and inhaled the smell of his deodorant and the saltiness of the sea.
Having his body pressed up against the furnace of warmth was like an elixir, pulling him into sleep yet causing his sex drive to raise as well. His half swollen member grew hard as the tan boy pushed back against the hardness. Obviously not asleep, a hand pushed the one he had resting on the tan boy's stomach lower, helping him into his waistband and down around the cock there.
Jesus pushed down his own underwear just under his ass to help the other boy fondle him, and turned slightly, awkwardly trying to push down his as well. Knowing his own self control, Andrew pushed down his own as well and pressed his cock between the dark boy's cheeks and between his legs, as if fucking him there. Grinding into the boy, he stroked him, never having even seen his cock yet, but feeling the thickness made him want to feel it in his mouth.
Knowing there was lube in his drawer, he reached back and grabbed it, trying to not let the other boys hear him. Pouring some in his hand, he wrapped the now slick hand around him and began to stroke his boyfriend, who was now eliciting small moans and grinding into his hand. Jesus suddenly sat up and reached over him, pushing his hand away. When he lay back down, he grabbed Andrew's hand and placed a condom into it.
"No." Andrew whispered, throwing it down on the bed.
Jesus didn't say anything, just grabbed the lube and poured some out on his hand. Reaching between them, he stroked the boy and Andrew gasped as the tan boy directed the tip to his ass, pushing back and allowing the head to slip in. Jesus moaned into the pillow and tried pushing back more. With his whole body telling him to continue, Andrew pulled out of him and pulled up his boxers, and rolled onto his back, immediately mad that he would try something so dangerous.
The tan boy turned over and swung a leg over the blonde's and cuddled up against him, boxers now pulled up over his erection. Sighing as the boy kissed his neck, he turned and kissed him, still angry but not as much. "I'm not ready, especially without a condom." He whispered.
"I'm sorry, it's so hard for me to be this close to you, pretty much naked and not feel like my entire soul is telling me to have you fuck me. I've never even thought of that before." Jesus whispered back, grinding into him and letting his hand push down his boyfriend's underwear.
Letting him stroke him, Andrew cupped the boy's face and kissed him, pushing up into the fist that held his cock. The tanned boy lifted up onto his elbow and leaned down into the kiss, half way on top of the blonde. Jesus swallowed the boy's moans as he kissed him, loving the feel of the hands in his hair and the body moving against him. The hands pulled tighter and his mouth went wide as he came, spilling over Jesus' hand and his own stomach and chest.
Pulling back, he smiled down at the boy and reached off the side of the bed for his shirt, turning it inside out and wiping away the evidence. Throwing it off the end of his bed, he lay back down next to the boy and wrapped an arm around him, resting his face on his shoulder.
"I'm sorry I did that." He whispered to his boyfriend.
Andrew sighed and laced his fingers with his. "No, this situation isn't normal, and not something you're used to. I just don't want you to have to deal with the same shit I do. I love you, and I don't want that for you."
Jesus looked up at him. "Oh man, just two weeks and you're already saying you love me? I don't know man, I think I need more time."
"Shut up." He said and smacked his arm.
He just smiled at him and leaned up to kiss him. "I love you, too."
Just then, Mariana opened the door and stuck her head inside. "Is everyone still awake?" All four of them said they were and she smiled. "Moms are gone for the night again. Do you guys wanna hit of the beach again with me, Callie, and Brandon? There's a party going on down there."
"Hell yeah." Jesus said, jumping out of bed and pulling on some shorts, and grabbing a clean shirt from his drawers. The younger boys agreed also and Andrew and them got up to dress also. Joining the girls and Brandon downstairs, they split up into two groups; the girls and Brandon in his car and the rest of the boys in Andrew's.
Climbing into the car, they drove off in silence until Connor spoke. "So, who does what?"
Jesus turned around and frowned at him. "What are you talking about?"
He shrugged. "You know, who gives and who takes?"
"We haven't had sex yet, but I believe I wouldn't mind both." The tanned boy smiled at his blushing boyfriend and turned back to them. "What about you guys?"
Jude was looking out the window, pretending to ignore the conversation as Connor answered. "We both enjoy both, but I honestly really like being fucked. Jude has a surprisingly huge..."
"Connor!" Jude punched him in the arm and the older boy laughed. The smaller boy couldn't help but smile back though.
Andrew looked at them in the rearview mirror. "So you've been dating a while?"
Nodding, the smaller boy smiled. "I wasn't happy with where I was really until I met him." He rolled his eyes at Connor. "He gave me enough problems at first though."
He frowned. "What kind of problems?"
Connor scowled. "I had some problems accepting myself and now he holds it against me."
"It's not the only thing he holds against you apparently, so no use complaining." Jesus said, laughing at his own comment. The boys smiled, Jude blushing, and pulled up beside the other vehicle and climbed out.
Jesus and Connor went to the back of the car to get out some of the illegal beer they brought, courtesy of Andrew, and Connor put a hand on his arm to stop him when he turned away. "Listen, I'm not trying to act like at fourteen I know everything, but you come on very strong, and that could eventually scare him away, no matter how much you love each other."
"Dude, what are you talking about, we're fine." Jesus went to push past him but the boy blocked his way. Sighing, he put down the beer and waited for him to talk.
"All I'm saying is, whatever you two have, you can't go about the relationship like you did with those girls. That was between a girl and a guy, and in the world you lived in, girls did their thing and guys did theirs. You and Andrew are guys, you're not going to be able to tell him you love him and think that's going to stop the fight."
Jesus frowned. "That's not how it went with those girls."
"But it sure made it easier. Listen, you won't be out there for everyone to see, you won't have no friends who can make up an alibi for you if you fuck up. You'll have more time to become closer, and if you fuck up, or if he does for that matter, it'll hurt so much more. That may sound all confusing, but what it comes down to is this; stop telling him you love him if you don't mean it." He moved to turn away, but had one last thing to say.
"That boy is not there for you to have sex with, he seems scared of it, I could hear it in his voice earlier. Don't push him to do stuff, because if you break up over sex, I'll know you never deserved someone like him." He turned and walked away, leaving Jesus opened mouthed, and slightly confused.
He didn't only want sex did he? No, he told Andrew he would wait, but then again, he had almost pretty much forced him into sex earlier. What the fuck was wrong with him? After the the emotional breakdown he witnessed last night, he pulled a fucking stunt like that. Now he understood why Connor had all that to say to him, Jesus was used to just being the hot guy who got the girls and the girls just wanted to be with the hot guy, so they let him get away with stuff.
Andrew would not be like that, and Jesus didn't want to lose him. He picked up the case of beer and carried it down to the shore where about a hundred people sat and talked around the fires that spotted the beach. It was less of a party and more of a relaxing night on the beach. Couples spotted the beach here and there, him having almost tripped over one of the pairs. He finally found andrew sitting with a guy he didn't recognize and tapped him on the shoulder.
He looked up and smiled at Jesus, the latter ignoring the slightly narrowed gaze of the guy. "I need to talk to you." Andrew frowned but stood up to follow him toward an empty stretch of beach. Going behind a rock, trying to stay out of sight, seeing how that guy was watching them walk away, he turned and kissed Andrew. "I'm so sorry."
Rolling his eyes, Andrew wrapped his arms around the others neck and pulled him close, kissing him. "Listen," he said when he pulled away. "You were horny, and I wasn't exactly helping with that point."
"That's not the point, sex is a big no for us right now, for obvious reasons, and I pull a dick move like that." Jesus leaned back against the rock, which was quite smooth, and sighed and Andrew leaned against his chest, head on his shoulder.
"I'm sorry I'm so sexy that you can't control your sexual cravings."
"Fuck you." He said, laughing and wrapping his arms around the boy.
"Maybe one day."
They heard a cheer go up from the group on the beach, and looked up to see that someone had started letting off fireworks.
"We are so going to get kicked off the beach." Andrew said, not taking his eyes off the sky.
Jesus looked over at him and smiled. "No one will find us over here though." He pulled him down beside him and lay on their backs, holding hands and enjoying the fireworks and the sound of the cheers over the waves.
So I know it's been quite a while since I updated this. Don't hate me, but I've actually have had the chapter since I uploaded chapter two, but soon after my computer committed suicide and I'm just now getting it fixed. Hope you all can forgive me.