THE UNIQUE MOUSE CH. 03 – FINAL!

Author:Edey

Darien was thinking hard and fast.
He had a decision to make. Should he respond to the kiss? Should he pretend nothing happened? Or should he scold Keegan for overstepping the boundary?
They were not in a real relationship and tender pecks didn't belong in the kind of "fuck-buddies" arrangement they had. The problem was even more complicated for Darien because Keegan was out of his league. Handsome, athletic, tall. And three days ago Darien himself didn't even know he was somewhat bi-curious, didn't know he could want a relationship with a man.
It was unknown waters he was sailing into, and he really was at a loss.
"Please, don't get angry," Keegan pleaded, and as if wanting to appease Darien, he put his hands on Darien's nipples again, gently rubbing over them, almost like stroking a nervous cat, trying to put him at ease, to make him calm.
Darien let himself enjoy the feeling a bit, glad he had even more time to think. Keegan upped his game, and leaned down, putting his warm, wet mouth on Darien's left nipple. Darien moaned quietly, feeling elated by the sensation. He loved it. Simply LOVED being touched and licked by Keegan. He could not even think about losing him.
His own heart was on the line, though, as he knew that he had already started to like Keegan.
Letting Keegan kiss him was a way leading to catastrophe. It was only a matter of time before Keegan would meet some interesting girl, or... a boy with an even more unique body. Then he would dump Darien without hesitation.
Darien's heart squeezed painfully. He was about to push Keegan's head away from his nipples, but he had a sudden realization - quite a pathetic one. He could have Keegan at least for some time! Maybe... Keegan would like him after all? Given enough time?
Why be such a pessimist, for God's sake? And maybe miss the opportunity for something more?
Keegan was now tightly and heavenly latched on to Darien's large nipple, so the smaller boy grabbed his head with both of his hands and pulled it back a bit.
They were now like five inches away. Keegan's deep green eyes were a bit glazed over; his pupils dilated. Playing with Darien's nipple had its usual effect on him.
So, Darien decided to act. He leaned down and... kissed Keegan's full, beautiful mouth.
The bigger boy froze. His lips didn't move at first, but Darien persisted, not wanting to back down, not wanting to fail.
Slowly Keegan responded to the kiss. Their lips moved, pressed against each other, slightly parted and finally the tips of their tongues met.
But at that moment, Keegan pulled back. They were eye to eye, their breathing quickened.
"What... what are you doing?" Keegan's voice seemed a bit tense.
Darien shrugged. "I don't know. But it was pleasant." His voice was purposely light, like he didn't care.
Keegan furrowed his eyebrow, and averted his gaze. "Okay, we should probably get going, your mom will get worried."
Darien swallowed and nodded.
So, that was it? This topic was cut short, partially because of him, before they had a chance to explore it. He chickened out. He could choose a different answer, different tone. And now he felt disappointed. What should he expect? Their weird "thing" started not even three days ago, and as intense as it was, any 'declaration of feelings' would be ridiculously premature.
They drove in total silence, Darien looking through the car's window, Keegan focused on the road.
As they parked on the side of the street, in front of Darien's house, Keegan turned to him and said: "Your house is on my way to school. If you'd like, I could take you with me every day. We have the same classes, so the hours are the same. The ride home is trickier, as I have Muay Thai training two times a week, and also, I go to the gym. But in the morning... We can go together."
Darien hesitated. "Well, people will notice."
Keegan raised one eyebrow. "Do you care? They already know I defended you. And I will again, if needed, in the future. So, they can assume we are friends now or something. I will tell Jordan that you are going to study at UCLA, so we may want to get to know each other as we will both be majoring in psychology there."
"Well, I must say that sounds reasonable. And since I already had troubles with Donell, how much worse can things turn out?" Darien said with a chuckle.
"Great, so it is settled. I will pick you up tomorrow..."
"Wait, we are suspended tomorrow!"
"We still need to get there by eight o'clock."
"I've never been suspended before, what is it like?"
Keegan gave him a strange glare. "And how should I know? I've never been suspended either."
Darien looked confused and lowered his eyes. "I'm sorry, it was kind of rude to assume you were," he muttered.
Keegan sighed. "I heard from one of the guys that he was left alone in an empty classroom with some books to study or some other extra assignments. I have no idea what they are planning to do with two people at one time, but we will see."
Darien nodded. "Yep, I hope they let us go for lunch at least."
"I really don't know. We should prepare and take some sandwiches."
"Ok, I better go, Keegan. Thanks again for... defending me. You kept your promise, I appreciate it, even though you **** a price for it, which is not cool."
Keegan glanced at him, but soon again looked at the road ahead.
"It's okay. No problem. Defending you gave me pleasure, almost as much as touching you."
Darien swallowed hard. The mere mention of that went straight to his dick.
"Keegan... if you want to pick me up a bit earlier, so we have... extra time for... some extracurricular activities, I wouldn't mind."
Intensely green eyes turned at him. Keegan smirked a bit.
"Great. I will be here at 7:30 then."
Darien responded with a smirk and got out of the car.
As they said, so they did.
The next morning Darien was so aroused that he actually went to the car with a full erection. Keegan noticed that from the start. His eyebrows were raised, as he asked:
"Wow you tented hard! Somebody is impatient?"
"Will you make me come untouched again, Keegan?"
Keegan grinned helplessly. "God, you are the best Darien. I really like that instead of 'Hi, how are you, what's up?' - you ask if I will help you come untouched! You are something special!"
"I am, am I?" Darien responded with a smirk.
"Let's not waste any time then. Because you can be sure as hell, I'm going to do everything in my power to help you achieve that," Keegan answered with such zeal, that Darien felt his dick throbbing eagerly.
Five minutes later, Keegan parked the car behind the warehouse. They both jumped to the back seat and Darien took off his T-shirt and undershirt for the first time.
Keegan looked at his delicate frame, shoulder and beautifully shaped collarbones.
He hesitated for a moment. He slowly leaned down, and his face was now just over Darien's face. The smaller boy froze. They were looking each other in the eyes from a very short distance.
Darien could hear his own shortened breath. He waited, not knowing what Keegan wanted? Why did he hover above him as if planning to kiss him?
"But I have one condition," Keegan finally whispered.
'What... what condition?" Darien could hear his voice become a bit squeaky.
"Let me kiss you for a bit."
Darien knew this had "bad idea" written all over it, but he felt himself nodding. The next second, Keegan's warm and wet mouth was on him. Despite his previous objections, his own mouth opened without hesitation and welcomed Keegan's tongue inside with a quiet moan.
At first, Darien was a bit overwhelmed, but within seconds he started kissing Keegan back with growing passion. Soon they almost sucked one another, Keegan's large body somewhat grinding against Darien's small frame, their lips opened wide, hungrily tasting, tongues diving deep, pushing, rubbing against each other.
It was so good that Darien's blood was rustling in his ears; his heart pounding, he dug his fingers into Keegan thick, black hair, pulling him closer, almost aggressively, demanding even more intensive kisses. Their teeth grated a bit, and finally Keegan put an end to it, lowering his mouth to Darien's delicate neck.
"You smell so nice..." he murmured.
Darien moaned, his hands tentatively pushing Keegan's head lower, toward his swollen, now insatiable, tingling nipples. They were so erect that they looked almost like tiny penises, dark pink, skin very warm, electrifying to the touch.
"My beauties..." Keegan muttered.
He kissed the aching nub, then swiped the tip of his tongue over it. Darien gasped, as tingles spread from the bundle of nerves.
"Perfection," Keegan mumbled, closing his mouth over one of them. Darien made a loud cry, his body trembling with longing for this touch. He was like an instrument in Keegan's hand, perfectly tuned, tautening as a string.
And Keegan wanted to play, he thrust his hips, rubbed them on Darien thigh, almost impossibly aroused, just by feeling these scorching hot nipples he sucked deep in his mouth.
It went on, the caresses, fondling, rolling, sucking, Darien was louder and louder, trembling so intensely, that he was actually glad that Keegan's heavy body was grounding him to the seat. He felt like he was on the verge of going crazy, exploding from intense pleasure. His nipples were so over-sensitized that he almost felt like they were made of the same flesh as his dick.
And definitely linked with it tightly.
The orgasm came soon.
This time it was so powerful that his body arched, almost lifting Keegan body weight with his muscle spasm. It was overwhelmingly strong. He screamed so loud that Keegan was afraid for a moment that somebody would hear him and think Keegan was murdering the smaller boy.
Darien was quivering intensely, so Keegan held him tight to his chest. He pressed the boy's head to his neck and stroked it rhythmically. He obviously liked giving this kind of aftercare to Darien; he loved the feeling of his small body squeezed by his side, the sound of Darien's rasped breath, the jasmine smell of his hair. He loved the weight of his small hand on his chest, and the small movements of his fingers, probably trying to stroke him back, but having no strength to do so.
After a couple of minutes, Keegan noticed... that Darien went weirdly quiet, his body totally relaxed, much more heavy leaning on him.
"Darien? Are you sleeping"
"Mmmm..." The smaller boy mumbled, he lifted my head and stared at him through blurry eyes.
"What?"
"Darien, we don't have much time, you cannot sleep, I'm sorry, I would let you sleep if we were after class, but we are suspended, and... "
"Yes! Yes! I'm sorry... I would like to reciprocate." He suddenly sat and looked at Keegan's still quite impressive erection tenting in his jeans.
"Darien, you don't have to..."
"I want to. Very much. You gave me like... this epic, cosmic, mind-blowing orgasm, so the least I can give you is relief."
Keegan smirked and nodded. "I'm so elated that you liked it. I told you; your nipples are a miracle of nature. I hope I can give you not one but many such orgasms..."
Darien's eyes fixed for a second on the bigger boy's eyes. He unzipped Keegan pants and freed his erection. And then he lowered himself between his knees.
Keegan's eyes opened wider. He didn't expect that. Darien's eyes never left his face as he closed his mouth over the big, red mushroom head of Keegan's dick, swirling his tongue over it, while lowering even more.
"Oh, Darien, wow...that's nice..."
Darien hummed quietly. He held the dick at the base as he sucked with stronger force again, this time going about halfway with his mouth and using his hand for the rest. He felt Keegan's throbbing cock pressing to the back of his throat, so he deepened the suction. He really gave it all he had, fighting through the gag reflex. He bobbed his head as quickly and forcefully as he could, feeling Keegan's body tensing up, his breath becoming more labored, and his finger squeezing on Darien's nipples.
"Darien...I'm gonna..."
But Darien only put more effort into his actions, sucking intensely, pressing his flattened tongue to the back of Keegan's dick, and increasing the pressure, to add more stimuli.
And then he heard Keegan's loud moan, then felt it... and choked a bit, as a very impressive load of jizz went into his mouth. He tried to swallow it, but it was just too much. Part of it flooded from his mouth, but he managed to catch it trying not to leave any droplets on Keegan's pants.
Keegan was gasping for air, and gently stroking Darien's hair.
His pupils were dilated. "Thanks, Darien. You're good, seriously!"
Darien smirked. "Beginner's luck. But I kind of... tried it on a... sausage before."
Keegan snorted. "What? Are you serious?"
"Yes. I was curious to know how deep I can take it. So, I tried to relax my throat and after many attempts, I had ... half-success."
"Wow, you are really amazing"!" Keegan eyed him with sincere admiration. The boy was something special. "I love your enthusiasm," he hesitated, and added in a quieter voice: "And I like you."
Darien blinked and bit his lower lip. It was now or never. He could take this chance... "I like you too, Keegan."
The silence between them went a while, but was... weirdly pleasant and warm. Keegan slowly raised his hand and brushed over Darien's cheek. Darien held his breath for a second and then leaned, closing the distance. Their lips met and the kiss this time was more slow and almost tender. When they separated, the smaller boy mumbled:
"We should probably go. Our... suspension starts in... five minutes."
"Fuck," Keegan cussed and they both changed their seats, moving back to the front again.
As he started the engine, they exchanged one more look with each other, and both simultaneously smiled.
Their punishment didn't seem that awful anymore.
***
The suspension wasn't hard at all. They were told to sit down in the same empty classroom, and they both received the same book to read, with the assignment to write a simple essay about the first chapter.
The whole school already knew what happened yesterday, and they all seemed to be on Keegan and Darien's side, some teachers included, among them Ms. Hansen, who was supervising their suspension. She said from the beginning, that they don't have to stress about this whole situation, and she left them there alone.
The news evidently spread even between some parents because during the first hour of his suspension Darien received a call from his own mother whom he kind of... forgot to notify that he was suspended for one day. But Keegan didn't, apparently.
"Honey, why didn't you tell me! You know Uncle Bart is a lawyer, we could ask him what to do! I saw the video clips! I already received a call from the second boy's mother..."
"What? Keegan's mother called you?"
Keegan, who was sitting next to him reading the book, snapped his head up and fixed his eyes on Darien, who grimaced.
"Yes. She watched the clips, and wanted me to know what happened in the principal's office! Keegan recorded it and I listened to it, as his mother sent the file to me. The principal was really biased, and I'm going there today with Keegan's mother to discuss it with him further..."
"Mother! We only have one month before the end of high school, please can you just let it go?!"
"Why didn't you tell me you were bullied?!"
"Mom, it really was something I managed to deal with, and I survived to the end of the school year. I wish you just left it, and did not start a full-on-brawl..."
"A brawl?! Darien, Principal Roland was notified about your situation and not only ignored it but scolded you further, it is outrageous..."
"Mom, please! I really don't want any troubles, and I will have troubles, the principal can make me..."
"Stop it! Not another word. I'm going there in one hour with Keegan's mother and father, and we will have a talk about your suspension. We'll at least make sure it will not be in your official school transcript."
She hung up and Darien glanced at Keegan, who was watching him with raised eyebrows.
"Your mother called my mother, and they joined forces. They are about to storm the principal's office in about one hour..." He snorted.
Keegan blinked. "What? I told my mother about the suspension, but she promised me not to make a big deal out of it..."
"I think she saw these video clips and that made her call my mother. And they are allies now... Principal Roland will have to deal with them all. Your father is also going..."
Keegan pressed his hands to his temples. "Fuck!"
They went silent for a bit. "At least they will make sure the suspension won't be treated as something serious. We will not have that mentioned in our school transcript," Darien murmured, but was unsure if he felt happy about it.
They spent the next two hours in a state of nervous apprehension; surely enough, the doors swung open, and Principal Roland stood at the doorstep.
"The suspension is over. Keegan, you can go home. You don't have to go back to class today. Darien has a meeting with the school guidance counselor and your problem with being bullied will be discussed further during this meeting..." He said tersely, and added nothing more.
"Do you want me to wait for you?" Keegan asked quietly, but Darien shook his head. "No, it may take a while..."
So, they were separated and Darien went with Principal Roland who looked agitated and tense. He led him to the office of the school guidance counselor who was a middle-aged woman by the name of Ms. Peterson. She spent over an hour with Darien, asking him a series of questions about his bullying situations from the last year and his ways of coping with them.
Darien was not really into this conversation, as he was aware that he would soon start college life, leaving high school behind, but he politely discussed his problems, thus satisfying her need to be of use as a guidance counselor.
After they were done, it was already time when other kids were leaving school for the day, so Darien spent a couple of minutes with his classmates and shared with them the news about his suspension and how it ended.
As they approached the intersection, other kids went to the left, and he went to the right. He was just strolling, immersed in his thoughts, when he noticed three silhouettes emerging from the shadows of dense bushes on the side of the footpath.
He froze. It was Adam Donell, Declan Nash and Nathan Glenn.
Of course.
Darien swallowed hard. He was alone, this part of his usual road home was rarely traveled, and led among sparsely located private houses.
"And what do we have here..." Donell had a very malicious smirk on his face.
"The Mouse is not so brave without The Bull, huh?
"What do you want, Donell? Another one of your childish games?"
"Oooh, I like when you talk back. You make this so much sweeter for me."
And... he slapped Darien in the face.
The smaller boy did not fall, but staggered a bit and was going to step back, but Nathan caught him and held him firmly in place.
"You are gonna pay for this, you dumbass..." Another slap.
Darien felt a mix of awful emotions. Fear, humiliation and anger. He was too small to fight these three; Donell was the biggest one of them, but the others were also noticeably larger than Darien.
"You stupid snitch, you think you can go to your parents and make me into a school bully in front of our principal and teachers? You..."
"You would not be a school bully, if you did not... bully me. Simple thing."
Darien replied with quite a calm tone of voice; he was almost proud of himself for that, but subsequently, he received a blow in the stomach and his breathing stopped for a bit.
He coughed and tried to raise his head, but to no avail. His body was bending forward instinctively, protecting his abdomen.
"You little wimp... you will pay for snitching!"
The next blow went to his eyebrow arch and this one was very powerful. Darien could feel his vision become blurry; he could not stand on his feet anymore. His glasses fell on the roadside's lawn. Nathan had to hold him by his shoulder to keep him standing - more or less.
The next one was probably directed to his groin; he managed to pull his thigh up and protect his sensitive areas, but not without a whimpering sound that escaped his mouth. He understood that his situation was quite impossible to resolve in any other way aside from taking the beating.
So, he kind of accepted the thought that today he would probably end up in the hospital, hopefully not worse.
But soon he heard a weird sound and tried to lift his head up; he had no glasses, so the image was sort of blurry. He felt the grip on his shoulder loosen up, and he fell to the ground, too weak to do anything more. He heard the stomping of quickly moving feet and someone muttered "Fuck, it's him!" and that was all. His bullies' feet were running around now in obvious chaos...
After a short pause Darien could feel gentle hands embracing him and heard a familiar voice in his ear:
"Darien, Jesus! What they have done to you, the fuckers!"
His face was cupped by Keegan's palms. From up close, the bigger boy's face was illuminated by the rays of the sun coming from behind, with an almost angel-like aureole.
"Darien, talk to me!"
"Keegan... you came..." Darien whispered breathlessly, fixing his eyes on the bigger boy's emerald-green irises. His fingers instinctively closed over his glasses, lying on the grass.
"I had this fucking feeling something wasn't right, I had to check on you..."
Darien could not tear his gaze from Keegan's face. He pulled himself closer and kissed Keegan's lips with passion.
He could feel the bigger boy's hands wrapping around him, and lifting his body in the air. He was carried to Keegan's car and put safely in the front seat.
"I will take you to my house. My mother is a doctor. She can check if everything is okay." He said in a firm voice. But Darien could feel some tension in his tone. Keegan looked pissed off, his hands clutching to the wheel.
He said nothing until they arrived at Keegan's house, trying to get a grip over his quivering body.
Finally, Darien could see the Byrnes' mansion for the first time. He already knew that Keegan's family was rich, but still - the residence made quite an impression with its large garden, pool, white colonnade in front of the entrance, and perfect marble footpath.
Keegan tried to carry him again, but Darien shook his head. He didn't want to appear as some poor cripple in front of Byrnes.
They went inside and were met by a slender figure with long black hair and a strikingly beautiful face.
"God! Keegan! What happened?"
"It's Darien, mom. The boy you saw getting bullied in those video clips. I saw Donell beating him on the side of the road and brought him here for you to check him out; he has a cut on his eyebrow, he's bleeding."
"Oh my God, did you tell your mom?" Mrs. Donell looked at him with her beautiful dark eyes, similar in shape to Keegan's eyes.
She was half Japanese, half Irish and was a person of stunning beauty; she looked very similar to Marie Digby, a famous singer on YouTube; she could almost pass for her sister. Darien was not surprised by Keegan's good looks. He obviously had good genes.
"No I didn't, I was... I guess shocked, I still don't know what's going on."
"Come here, were you hit only on your head?"
"I was slapped two times and hit with a fist. I also was hit in my solar plexus and thigh..." Darien murmured, being steered to the living room. Keegan swore under his breath, his arm protectively wrapped around Darien's shoulder.
He sat with him on the white, real-skin couch and Keegan's beautiful mother leaned over her guest asking a couple of questions, like how many fingers did he see, was his vision blurry, what day is today and so on. She brought a first aid kit and treated the wound on his arch brow.
"You should call your parents and let them know about the situation. It's so outrageous how school officials treat such cases!" she said with her perfect brows furrowed.
"I don't want my parents to worry; my mother would be very upset, and probably want to pursue legal action"
"Well, I'm not surprised. I, myself, am annoyed, looking at what they've done; it's so unfair and the school should not turn a blind eye to something like this. It's a disgrace."
Darien looked at Keegan's hot mother with gratitude.
"Thank you for saying that, It was really so humiliating when Principal Roland took Donell's side and ignored what I told him about bullying." He sighed. "But to be truthful, since we're all moving on and going to college soon, I just want to leave all that behind."
She patted him on his shoulder. "Yes, I can understand that, but I kind of understand your parents too; they are angry that situations like this were allowed to continue, under Roland's nose. He should not be the principal anymore. That's the truth."
"He is a lousy principal, that's for sure. We'll see what happens. Thank you so much for helping me with my... eyebrow. I feel much better now."
"Maybe you would like to stay for dinner with us? It will be in about half an hour. We would be thrilled to have you here; since Keegan's older sister went to college, we always have an empty place at the table."
She smiled at him, looking even more stunning. She truly took the best from her mixed heritage, winning the genetic lottery and having the most attractive features of two races, which turned her into exquisite beauty.
Darien looked at Keegan and the bigger boy nodded quickly.
"Okay, thank you so much, I will gladly join you for dinner."
She smiled at him again and headed toward the kitchen.
"Wow!" Darien muttered. "Your mother is incredibly beautiful! Like a Hollywood star."
Keegan chuckled. "Thanks, I guess. Although I had nothing to do with her looks, rather it was the other way around."
"That's why you look like sorta green-eyed-Keanu Reeves!"
Keegan blushed a bit and brushed his chin. "Thanks, again, Keanu is such a cool person, so it's a double compliment."
A short pause of silence.
"Do you care to go to my room? We still have about half an hour."
Darien blinked and nodded. "Sure."
So, they went upstairs and Darien was shocked by how spacious and luxurious looking the other teenager's room was. Big bed, big closets, beautiful, large desk. Keegan also had a punching bag hanging from the ceiling. He definitely had enough space for such equipment.
"Nice room. The size of it... is impressive."
Keegan didn't say anything; he walked toward the window and stood there for a while without looking at Darien.
Darien furrowed his brows. He did not know what happened, why the sudden silence. He approached Keegan and leaned against the windowsill.
They were both now looking at the beautiful garden that the Byrnes were keeping.
"I'm sorry I could not protect you, Darien. I feel like I failed you. I should have stayed and waited for you."
Darien snorted a bit, feeling a strange, intensely warm wave in his heart. He was surprised by what Keegan said.
"Keegan, I, myself, asked you not to wait. And you are not responsible for those assholes! You came and scared them away! The most important part for me is that you... cared."
Keegan looked at him with an unreadable face. His intensely green eyes were focused on Darien's face who added: "I'm... glad we are going to college together, Keegan. I hope we will remain friends there."
Keegan raised his hand and his fingers brushed Darien's face. Darien closed his eyes, leaning into the touch. He could hear their breathing. He did not see, only feel, Keegan moving closer, his hands wrapping around Darien's back and pulling him closer to him.
Darien put his head on Keegan's warm and muscular chest. It was such a relaxing, pleasant feeling, that the smaller boy even forgot the stress that he had to endure during the situation with Donell.
They were standing like this for a while, and Darien felt like it became much warmer in the room. Soon he could feel Keegan's... rather obvious erection pressing on his stomach. His own erection was pressing on Keegan's thigh.
Darien slowly raised his head and his eyes met Keegan's eyes with dilated pupils.
"Is your door locked?" He heard himself saying. Bold!
"Yes..." Keegan responded with a whisper.
"Do you want to...?"
"If you are up to it? You've been beaten, does it still hurt?"
"It hurts a bit, but some part of my body requires even more attention, than a few bruises..." He smiled mischievously.
Keegan slowly ********** him toward the bed, and Darien could already feel his pulse reach a frantic tempo.
He slowly fell down on the bedcover and Keegan leaned over him. He looked at Darien's small face with his small nose, pink, parted lips and rusty-golden-light freckles.
"You are so cute, you know?" He murmured, slowly removing Darien's glasses, and putting it aside.
Darien felt almost naked without them.
"Thanks, I guess?" He replied uncertainly.
"Your eyes are light grey, I didn't notice that before."
"Gray eyes, brown hair, I'm really just a mousy-looking kid." Darien chuckled.
"But you are a very unique, pretty mouse..." Keegan added breathlessly and planted a kiss on Darien's chest, which was still covered with a T-shirt.
Darien halted his breathing. Keegan's warm hand was slowly wandering up on Darien's trunk, finally reaching his already erect nipples. Darien moaned quietly. It was an almost godly feeling.
"Fuck, that's nice... I always forget the magic you can do with my nipples. And every time it's a blast..."
"Shh..." Keegan whispered, and slowly pulled up Darien's undershirt. "Poor things, always so horribly flattened under your clothes..." he murmured. "I'll set them free." Then he pulled both shirts over Darien's head.
The smaller boy let him do that with an overwhelming feeling of relief; he even sighed. He wanted to give himself to the control of Keegan's attentive hands, his touch, his kisses. Wanted to drown in blissful pleasure of having this sweet torture on his aching nipples, spreading inside his body.
But he was in the bigger boy's house and room, and the doors were not that thick; he could not moan and whimper as much as he wanted. He even planted his palm on his mouth to stop himself from expressing his joy too enthusiastically.
Keegan latched on to his left nipple and squeezed his right one in his free hand.
Darien's body arched from pleasure, deep guttural groans breaking from his lips.
"Dick, suck my dick...!" Darien pleaded, gasping and panting like a sprinting dog. He felt as if these nubs were bundles of nerves connected directly with his cock, he was almost quivering with arousal, panting like a crazy.
Keegan did not have to be asked twice. Soon Darien's dick was in his mouth, hard as a steel rod and eager for milking.
"I love when you suck me off..." He managed to murmur that, feeling total bliss taking over his body.
Keegan truly was a slave to Darien's pleasure, that's how Darien saw this, always first thinking about the smaller boy's needs, not about himself, but it made Darien want to reciprocate Keegan's kindness even more. The bigger boy sucked him and simultaneously his hands stayed on Darien's nipples, stretching them and rolling, making Darien go insane.
Soon he shot his load deep into Keegan's warm wet mouth, trembling and gasping for air. "God, so nice..." He murmured, but this time did not let himself fall into post-orgasmic bliss. He sat up after only one minute of calming his breathing, and pulled Keegan onto the bed.
"My turn" he said with such eagerness, that Keegan chuckled.
"Be my guest, but don't pull your pants up, okay?"
Darien blinked, a bit surprised, but agreed.
He kneeled beside Keegan and unzipped his jeans. His big, veiny dick was now free and ready to go. Darien licked the pre-cum dripping from his slit and took the mushroom head deep inside his pink mouth.
As he was bobbing his head eagerly, he suddenly felt Keegan's hand on his hip, gently brushing it; first he did not pay much attention, but soon he felt like the bigger boy's hand moved a bit to his back, now gently squeezing Darien's naked butt cheek.
It was actually a nice feeling, the little massage, pressure, and a kind of crumpling on his skin. But he did not react, until... Keegan fingers sort of... brushed over his crease. He jerked his body and stopped sucking Keegan off. He raised his head and looked at the bigger boy, who was blushing as he watched him intensely, his fingers gently grazing over Darien's intimate place.
Their eyes met, as if they were both thinking the same thing.
How far would they let this fooling around go? Should it stop before things went even... deeper? Was Darien even ready for that? It was almost like a silent conversation with only their eyes. As if Keegan was asking for permission to touch Darien there, but Darien was unsure what to say. He had this sudden feeling that something like this belonged in a real relationship, and required much more trust and commitment - at least Darien's saw it like that.
Keegan seemed to feel his hesitation, as he blinked and took his hand from Darien's ass.
"Please, continue..." he asked in a hushed voice.
Darien returned to sucking his bigger friend but his head was full of confused thoughts.
Keegan did not need much at this point; it almost looked like the act alone - the soft touching of Darien's rim - made him even more aroused. Soon he came into Darien's mouth, and Darien made an effort to swallow his whole load, as the last time some droplets poured out of his mouth.
This time he did better, and licked Keegan's dick clean.
After he was done, he laid on his back next to the bigger boy and they were both staring at the ceiling for a while.
"What are you thinking now?" Keegan mumbled.
Darien hesitated. Was this question some kind of reference to the... ass touching situation?
"Just what the future will bring. We are sort of... on unknown land here, aren't we?"
Keegan made a short snort and slowly nodded.
"Yes, with that, I agree. It's even an understatement. I'm so fucking lost; I really don't know what is going on in my head."
Darien swallowed hard.
So, that was it?
The TALK, he was so afraid of.
The moment Keegan would say it's only fooling around, and it never can be serious between them?
He could hear his heart pounding hard in his chest. He really didn't know what to say. Keegan could react badly if he heard that Darien wanted more. Maybe even laugh?
So he waited.
"I'm not going to be here during summer break, you know? After the break, I'm going straight to an apartment my parents rented for me near campus."
Darien cleared his throat and asked quietly: "Where will you be during summer break?"
"It's a rather unique chance for me. I'm going to Greenland!"
"Greenland? The... polar island?" Darien raised his brows.
"Yes, my uncle is a scientist who works on climate change and is doing some research on deep layers of ice. They are traveling all over the island and taking samples of ice. I'm going to join their expedition as this is a chance for me to observe people's behaviors in isolated environments, group dynamics and stuff like that. I was always fascinated by small group psychology."
"Like astronauts traveling through space, and how things can go wrong there?"
"Yes, exactly."
Darien eyed Keegan. The boy looked like a stereotypical ripped jock but was he, really?
"Well, it's wonderful that you have such an opportunity. It's kind of a once in a lifetime thing. I'm glad for you."
Keegan nodded and there was sudden silence.
Darien realized with almost painful clarity, that he would not see the bigger boy for the whole summer break. They had only these last weeks of school. Summer... and then college. An enigma. What would happen?
He promised himself, he would not spoil these weeks with his bitterness and constant worry. He could still have Keegan's friendship and... benefits, if he could... behave in a rational, judicious way.
So he decided to cut the dangerous talk as quickly as he could.
"I should probably call my mother and let her know where I am."
Keegan sat up immediately, almost too eagerly. Was he relieved that Darien did not mention their... potential... or not potential relationship? Darien didn't know, and he really did not want to know.
"Yes, she probably expected you to be home half an hour ago, she must be worried."
Darien nodded and fastened his jeans. He stood up, went by the window and called his mother. During the conversation with her, he looked discreetly at Keegan sitting on the side of a bed, with an impassive face. Was it really impassive?
If Darien was not so anxious himself, he would have noticed the confusion and sadness in Keegan's eyes, but he blamed it on the situation with Donell.
A couple of minutes later they both went to eat dinner with Byrne's family; their mood was seemingly back to how it was before, friendly and almost normal. Darien decided not to think too much. It did him nothing good.
As soon as he was home, his parents went into frenzy mode, seeing Darien's bruised face. They insisted on pursuing the matter and calling the police. Darien had to argue with them for an hour, explaining that he just wanted to be left alone and not make any more ruckus around his person. He really didn't need any more attention, after this cafeteria situation, and clips of him and Donell flying around the internet.
The clips already had hundreds of thousands of views and were still climbing up.
Finally, he managed to convince them to leave the matter as it was. Keegan was taking him to school in the morning, so the only concession he had to make was to agree that on the days that Keegan was in his martial art training, his parents would pick him up from school.
The next couple of days went by without any major problems. He had much more attention from other students, even younger students recognized him while passing him by, and some gave him words of encouragement. Keegan even had one interview with a journalist from the local press, and received many emails asking him to do more interviews because he was perceived as a local hero now. Only Donell had it a lot worse, as the public was evidently against him, so he only snuck around and lost some of his previous popularity. He was probably glad that despite public pressure he was not forced to change schools just before graduation.
There was even gossip that Principal Roland received a phone call from some journalist regarding the topic of bullying in his school, and some county officials were outraged by his attitude.
As a result of this an official statement was made that the school placed on their webpage claiming that they took proper steps to ensure students' safety and provide them with a guidance counselor's help.
As for Keegan and Darien's relationship, the next two weeks did not change much.
Every day they stopped by the warehouse and did "orgasm exchange" as they call it. Darien's nipple got all the attention he wanted and Keegan could not complain as Darien sucked him off every time.
One week before graduation day, they were just fixing their clothes and returning to the front seats, after their 'orgasm exchange', when Keegan asked:
"Listen, my friend gave me two tickets to the movies, as his girlfriend got the stomach flu, and they can't go. Would you care to go with me?"
His voice was a bit strained, unsure. As if he felt that it was something other than just being "orgasm buddy" with Darien.
Darien opened his mouth, wanting to say yes, but he suddenly hesitated.
Two weeks ago, he would have taken this opportunity without the slightest apprehension, but after their conversation that took place at the Byrne residence, he felt as if it could be a bad idea to go even deeper with Keegan. They were about to part very soon for the whole summer break, and what would happen after?
What would their 'relationship' status even be at the beginning of freshman year?
Keegan would soon start his college life and meet all the hot girls on the UCLA campus.
It would surely end in heartbreak for Darien. He didn't want to be kicked aside.
He went silent for a long time, and the question kinda hung between them.
After about a minute Keegan looked at him with some weird sadness and started the engine. As the car started moving, the silence was still there.
Darien decided finally to speak.
"Keegan, I know that you would never treat me as more than an "orgasm buddy" so I'm at a loss as to why you would invite me to... a movie as if on a date?"
Keegan stopped the car abruptly, before they entered the traffic on the road.
He squeezed the wheel so much; his knuckles went white.
"And why would you say something like that, Darien?!"
Darien swallowed hard. He could clearly hear hurt in Keegan's voice, but somehow, he could not shake himself from what he was about to say:
"Can't you see yourself in the mirror? And who am I? Just some little Mouse. We are obviously mismatched!"
Keegan's lips were tightened, his eyes full of shock.
He did not say anything for about half a minute.
"Darien... I would not ask you out if I didn't want to. Believe me."
Darien snorted. He was too far gone to stop now.
"But for what purpose? It's not like we would ever be boyfriends or something..."
"We would never be boyfriends?" Keegan repeated, his face reddened, his eyes full of disbelief.
"C'mon! How would that be even possible? You are out of my league; I don't want to have my heart broken and my ass kicked when you finally find the beautiful miss right or... mister right."
Keegan was pale now; he looked almost crushed, his hands slightly trembling.
Finally, he tried to smile, but it looked rueful.
"Don't you think it's me who decides who I want to date? And what do you mean 'my league'? Seriously? Relationships do not work like that. What are you even talking about? It's so stupid, I can't even address that." He looked aside, avoiding Darien's eyes, his face pale and tense.
Darien was also trembling a bit. The conversation went out of control. It did not go like he wanted. Total catastrophe. So, he only pursed his lips.
"If it's so stupid, let's just leave the topic, okay? Leave the situation as it is."
"Fine," Keegan snapped.
Darien was so angry now he could not think straight, the muscles in his jaw twitched. He wanted to even up the game, say something more, something stupidly destructive...
"And we should also stop doing that!" Darien pointed to the back seats.
Keegan's face went even more pale, he almost gnashed his teeth.
"Fine! Whatever you want!"
"You don't have to pick me up..."
Keegan closed his eyes, as fighting with himself.
"No. Stop. I will. That one thing needs to stay like it is. It's for your safety, Darien."
"You don't have to pretend you care!"
"I'm not pretending! I do care!"
They sat for a whole minute in absolute silence.
Darien's heart was almost in physical pain. He even bent a bit.
"Fine, we can go together. But no more sexual things. It is pointless."
Keegan looked like somebody hit him in the head, with a steel rod, but he only nodded.
He started the engine again and the car soon entered onto the main road. Darien was absolutely still, his whole body squirming in pain. He did not know what just happened. It was crazy and childish. He had to fight back the stupid tears that threatened to flood his eyes.
How could this discussion go so wrong?
In the parking lot, they just got out of the car and went to school in silence.
Darien felt so bad, that he actually wanted to *****, but fought through it.
He was devastated, absolutely devastated.
***
The last week of school was the worst.
Keegan kept his promise to pick Darien up on his way to school every day in front of Darien's house.
They did talk, but about ordinary school stuff, never mentioning what was between them before. Every time they passed by the warehouse, Darien felt the surge of painful energy inside him. He turned his head aside and pretended that he didn't see the building - a sad reminder of the pleasure he used to receive behind it.
But he kind of noticed that Keegan also glanced at the warehouse every time they were passing by.
They saw each other the last time before the summer break on Graduation Day.
As they both were good students, there was a cheerful atmosphere and congratulations from everyone. Darien did not feel as elated as he probably should; he was leaving the place where he was bullied, but on the other hand not only bad things happened here...
As he and his family walked toward the crowded parking lot, he noticed Keegan's parents heading toward them.
They exchanged some congratulations-and-small-talks, and Darien stood there, and Keegan stood there also, looking at each other with tense faces.
Finally, Darien decided to make a move.
He stepped closer and said in a polite and official way:
"Congratulations, Keegan. I hope your... expedition to Greenland will be all that you could ever dream of."
"Thank you. I hope it will be cool. Not literally, though it probably will be rather cool."
"Take some warm clothes with you."
"Sure, I will."
The moment of silence.
"So... see you in class... in college." Darien finished with an unsure tone of voice.
"Yeah. See you..."
Keegan looked like he wanted to add something, but could not formulate it quickly enough before Darien took a step back.
"So... good luck, bye."
And that was it.
Both families went to their own cars and... Darien caught one last glance from Keegan. Their cars passed each other joining the traffic and then Darien saw something...
Keegan almost plastered his face on the window and his lips said something that Darien obviously could not hear.
But he understood.
"I miss you."
Darien could feel a painful stab in his heart, but could not respond in any way, as the cars were already driving apart, farther and farther away.
***
Part II
***
The summer break was rather boring for Darien. He was trying to do responsible things, like reading some books that he knew he would need during the upcoming semester.
He also tried to work out a bit, as he did not want to be the smallest, most scrawny kid on campus; unfortunately, it did not do much for him, as his body was naturally petite and did not want to develop big muscles.
Darien, however, knew he would probably need professional help and advice with that.
So, he restricted himself only to regular jogging, as it made him a bit more cheerful and helped him burn his excess energy.
For the first two weeks of summer break, he struggled with what he should do about the Keegan situation, thinking about the last moments with him and the "I miss you" whisper.
What did it mean? Was Keegan just missing Darien's nipples or actually missing Darien himself?
He was rolling on his bed day after day like an eel, from one side to another, going through their memorable conversation in his head, over and over again.
What was Keegan trying to say to him? Maybe he did not want to offend Darien by stating he was "talking stupid things", but something entirely different. And he still cared for Darien's safety. Darien remembered Keegan's face, full of pain and torment as they spoke in the car.
Had Darien's own insecurities and low self-esteem gotten the best of him?
He closed his eyes and recalled the moment... when he was beaten and scared, lying on the side of the road.
Yet all his fear vanished the second he saw Keegan's face, felt his gentle touch, and realized his obvious care for Darien's well-being. Darien's throat was almost permanently squeezed every time he brought to mind the moment they stood in Keegan's room, and the bigger boy held him in his arms.
Darien felt pain and anger, and he had a constant feeling of a loss.
He was stupid... So very, very stupid.
Finally, the decision formulated in his head. He needed to take the risk.
Jumping to his feet, he was energized, and ran toward his laptop. He opened Gmail and decided to write a letter.
Hello, Keegan.
I hope you are having the time of your life, surrounded by the vast snow-lands. I wanted to ask how you are doing?
Darien
Just a short letter, but Darien struggled a bit, before he pressed the "send" button.
He knew that Keegan would not always have an internet connection there, maybe for many days, even weeks. But he needed to do this.
After five days of nail-biting, the answer finally came.
Hello Darien,
I was pleasantly surprised by your letter. Thank you. Yes, I'm having the adventure of my life, but not everything is as it is supposed to be. But it's not a story for an email...
The rest of the mail described Keegan's last two weeks and the activity of the scientists' group that he traveled with, and there were a bunch of pictures attached that Darien studied with great interest. Keegan looked so good, tanned by the arctic sun, dressed up in polar clothes. Darien stared at his handsome face, again feeling this intense squeezing in his heart.
He already knew what he had to do.
He could not leave this situation like that!
It was his responsibility to make everything right, as he was the one who broke their arrangement.
With a clenched jaw, he opened 'new mail' and wrote:
Thank you for the pictures, Keegan. You look very good. I'm so glad you are having such a great time; I hope you're making the most of this opportunity.
I know it is not the place to talk, but I need to tell you one thing:
I'm sorry, Keegan. I behaved like a dick - I wasn't thinking, I didn't give you a chance to explain what you truly meant. Not only that, but I regretted breaking our arrangements the moment I finished my sentence. And I regret that I acted in such a childish way. I always had giant insecurities and I constantly tried to protect myself by... pushing other people as far as I could. I really hope we can talk after you go back, and I really hope you forgive my... irrationality. And... I miss you too! So much, you don't even know.
Darien.
This time Darien didn't hesitate, but sent the message right away.
Keegan deserved an apology, that one thing was certain. Darien laid on a bed, looking at the ceiling. Was he stupid to regain some of his weird hopes again?
Or was he stupid to lose them in the first place?
Days went by, and Darien's hope started to slowly but surely come back. He believed he could repair their friendship, he really could... he somehow needed this faith to breathe.
Also, his thoughts started to go to new places.
He began to consider different scenarios. What if Keegan forgave him?
Would they be boyfriends in college?
Could things... become serious?
Or would they only be... friends with benefits?
The next mail came after two weeks. Darien was not anxious as Keegan explained earlier that they did not always have easy access to the internet.
I'm pleasantly surprised by your letter; I truly thought you didn't want to know me anymore. I also look forward to meeting with you. Definitely, we have stuff to talk about. Keegan.
Only this. Nothing more.
Maybe he did not have time, having only limited minutes on the internet? Darien decided not to give in to the bad mood again and not to begin to allow his childish fears and insecurities to get into his mind.
It could not bring him any good.
Keegan wanted to talk and it was a start. Darien was determined to make this right.
***
The beginning of his first semester in college was about to start in one week. His parents were not rich enough to rent him an apartment, as Keegan's parents did, but they managed to get him a single occupancy room.
He knew Keegan would be home for a few days before orientation day at college, but Darien's parents pressured him to leave home a couple of days before that, so he could get around campus, and see to his student duties.
So, Darien finally left his home with both his parents in a car, as they drove him to Los Angeles, to the UCLA housing dormitories... without meeting Keegan.
Darien was a bit anxious and uneasy, but he hoped he would see him at orientation day....
But... he did not.
He could not spot Keegan among the other freshmen.
However, Darien was a bit afraid to write to the bigger boy again, not to bother him too much, and not to seem too desperate.
The day his classes started he found a seat at the back of the lecture hall as he didn't know any students around him. He dropped his head over his backpack, pretending to search for something, only to avoid gazes from people sitting in his vicinity. They probably wanted just to say hi to their new classmate, but Darien was not a very social person.
He could not find Keegan among them, so he lost hope and was almost sure something happened. He decided he would call him after the lecture.
But as he was searching for his pen, he suddenly felt something.
Snapping his head up, he caught the familiar sight. The tall posture of Keegan was marching in his direction, his face with a rather mysterious grimace. Their eyes met.
Darien totally stopped his breathing for a moment.
He was mesmerized by the sight of this handsome face that he had come to adore so much.
He swallowed hard, feeling treacherous tears gathering under his eyelids.
Keegan was... so perfect. Darien realized he missed him so much, even more than he thought, as the pain in his stomach intensified, to the point he almost fainted.
He wanted more than just a good 'orgasm exchange' thing. He wanted so much... more! He wanted Keegan's hands on his body, on his face, his lips saying sweet words to him... kissing him. Fuck! He was so lost.
Keegan stopped just before Darien's seat.
Darien stared at him dumbfoundedly. And then in the next second - Keegan leaned down and... kissed him on the lips. The smaller boy totally froze, and other students sitting around him also looked a bit shocked by such a public display of affection.
Keegan pressed his mouth a bit more and Darien gave up, opening his lips and feeling the touch of Keegan's tongue on his tongue.
He even managed to forget, just for a brief second, about the audience surrounding them, just giving himself to this pleasant feeling he craved so much.
And then Keegan straightened up and smiled. "Hi, Darien."
"Yyyyyy... Hi, Keegan," was all Darien could offer.
"Can I sit next to you?"
"Sure, sure..." Darien studiously ignored the stares of other students, as he was fumbling with his backpack and jacked clumsily, putting it aside to make a place for Keegan.
As the bigger boy sat down, their eyes met again. Darien swallowed and smiled shyly.
"I was afraid you weren't gonna show up at class today."
"Well, I could not be at orientation day, I returned very late last night."
"So, how are you doing, Keegan?" Darien asked in a hushed voice, as the professor arrived at the lecture room.
"Now? Better." The bigger boy smiled lightly.
The professor started to explain the syllabus for that course, Darien had a bit of a problem with focusing on his words. He felt Keegan's hand moving closer and... closing on his hand. He lowered his gaze. Keegan clenched their fingers together. Darien's heart started to **** quicker.
"Darien..."
"Yes?"
Keegan's green eyes were looking at him intensely.
"You were wrong then. I want you to be my boyfriend. Would you agree to be mine?"
And Darien heard himself saying rapidly and without any hesitation:
"Okay!"
It was like his body answered quicker than he could even think. Like his heart did not want his mind to find any more excuses, and to spoil things for them again.
Keegan's eyes widened, and his face lit up.
He leaned down and kissed Darien again, but very quickly because the professor could see them. Darien had never understood what that idiom meant "to have butterflies in one's stomach". But sure enough, he was experiencing it now for himself.
The rest of the lecture he spent in a blissful state and the only thing he could think of was to be alone with Keegan.
He was glancing over at Keegan's muscular arm, and his beautiful profile, with full lips.
He could finally let his shy thoughts become more... bold.
During summer break he did not let himself dwell too deeply on the possibility of being boyfriends with Keegan, but sometimes he had these little visions that were giving him an instant hard-on, about going even further than only dick and nipples sucking.
He imagined what would happen if they went on to have full sex. These thoughts were sparse and shy, but now...?
The situation changed and new possibilities emerged.
As the lecture was over, Keegan did not let Darien's hand out of his grip.
They went out of the lecture hall - hand in hand and Darien didn't mind. Some students stared at them, but it was UCLA after all, so people were rather open-minded.
"Are we... gay now?" Darien asked with a confused, but simultaneously amused face, seeing some heads turn as they walked.
"Well, do you feel gay? I suspect I'm bisexual."
"I don't know. I never had sex before... with a man or a woman."
Keegan glanced at him. "Well, you don't have to have sex to know if you prefer men or women."
Darien cheeks flushed intensely. "I... prefer you."
The bigger boy stopped and turned to him with a grin.
"Well, I was with girls. But I also never had sex with a boy. Not even a kiss. You are my first."
They stared at each other.
Darien swallowed hard and said in a quiet voice:
"I'm so sorry Keegan, I wanted to say that to you personally. Can we... go back to the moment you asked me to the movies and pretend I just said yes, as I wanted, as I... wanted so much. I was so fucking scared, that you... that we..."
"Shh... I wasn't exactly without fault. I was too proud for my own sake. And yes, we can go there. We can go to the movies together. In LA, we will find as many of them as we want! So... why don't we start from this point on?"
Darien chuckled. "Sure, we can do that!"
And they took their cellphones out of their pockets to find the movie theater and choose the film.
During lunch they sat together in the cafeteria and Keegan told him interesting stories from his trip to Greenland, they talked and just could not stop talking.
As soon as their lectures were over for the day, they went to eat something quick at a bar and as Keegan had his car, they drove to the movie theater to watch one of the latest Marvel Comics movies as they both were fans of Marvel Cinematic Universe.
During the movie screening, they held hands and kissed a couple of times and Darien's thoughts again returned to the... new possibilities. Sex.
Was it on the table now? And how did Darien himself feel about that? He was not sure if he was ready, but also... he was curious.
Darien was thinking hard and fast.
He had a decision to make. Should he respond to the kiss? Should he pretend nothing happened? Or should he scold Keegan for overstepping the boundary?
They were not in a real relationship and tender pecks didn't belong in the kind of "fuck-buddies" arrangement they had. The problem was even more complicated for Darien because Keegan was out of his league. Handsome, athletic, tall. And three days ago Darien himself didn't even know he was somewhat bi-curious, didn't know he could want a relationship with a man.
It was unknown waters he was sailing into, and he really was at a loss.
"Please, don't get angry," Keegan pleaded, and as if wanting to appease Darien, he put his hands on Darien's nipples again, gently rubbing over them, almost like stroking a nervous cat, trying to put him at ease, to make him calm.
Darien let himself enjoy the feeling a bit, glad he had even more time to think. Keegan upped his game, and leaned down, putting his warm, wet mouth on Darien's left nipple. Darien moaned quietly, feeling elated by the sensation. He loved it. Simply LOVED being touched and licked by Keegan. He could not even think about losing him.
His own heart was on the line, though, as he knew that he had already started to like Keegan.
Letting Keegan kiss him was a way leading to catastrophe. It was only a matter of time before Keegan would meet some interesting girl, or... a boy with an even more unique body. Then he would dump Darien without hesitation.
Darien's heart squeezed painfully. He was about to push Keegan's head away from his nipples, but he had a sudden realization - quite a pathetic one. He could have Keegan at least for some time! Maybe... Keegan would like him after all? Given enough time?
Why be such a pessimist, for God's sake? And maybe miss the opportunity for something more?
Keegan was now tightly and heavenly latched on to Darien's large nipple, so the smaller boy grabbed his head with both of his hands and pulled it back a bit.
They were now like five inches away. Keegan's deep green eyes were a bit glazed over; his pupils dilated. Playing with Darien's nipple had its usual effect on him.
So, Darien decided to act. He leaned down and... kissed Keegan's full, beautiful mouth.
The bigger boy froze. His lips didn't move at first, but Darien persisted, not wanting to back down, not wanting to fail.
Slowly Keegan responded to the kiss. Their lips moved, pressed against each other, slightly parted and finally the tips of their tongues met.
But at that moment, Keegan pulled back. They were eye to eye, their breathing quickened.
"What... what are you doing?" Keegan's voice seemed a bit tense.
Darien shrugged. "I don't know. But it was pleasant." His voice was purposely light, like he didn't care.
Keegan furrowed his eyebrow, and averted his gaze. "Okay, we should probably get going, your mom will get worried."
Darien swallowed and nodded.
So, that was it? This topic was cut short, partially because of him, before they had a chance to explore it. He chickened out. He could choose a different answer, different tone. And now he felt disappointed. What should he expect? Their weird "thing" started not even three days ago, and as intense as it was, any 'declaration of feelings' would be ridiculously premature.
They drove in total silence, Darien looking through the car's window, Keegan focused on the road.
As they parked on the side of the street, in front of Darien's house, Keegan turned to him and said: "Your house is on my way to school. If you'd like, I could take you with me every day. We have the same classes, so the hours are the same. The ride home is more tricky, as I have Muay Thai training two times a week, and also I go to the gym. But in the morning... We can go together."
Darien hesitated. "Well, people will notice."
Keegan raised one eyebrow. "Do you care? They already know I defended you. And I will again, if needed, in the future. So, they can assume we are friends now or something. I will tell Jordan that you are going to study at UCLA, so we may want to get to know each other as we will both be majoring in psychology there."
"Well, I must say that sounds reasonable. And since I already had troubles with Donell, how much worse can things turn out?" Darien said with a chuckle.
"Great, so it is settled. I will pick you up tomorrow..."
"Wait, we are suspended tomorrow!"
"We still need to get there by eight o'clock."
"I've never been suspended before, what is it like?"
Keegan gave him a strange glare. "And how should I know? I've never been suspended either."
Darien looked confused and lowered his eyes. "I'm sorry, it was kind of rude to assume you were," he muttered.
Keegan sighed. "I heard from one of the guys that he was left alone in an empty classroom with some books to study or some other extra assignments. I have no idea what they are planning to do with two people at one time, but we will see."
Darien nodded. "Yep, I hope they let us go for lunch at least."
"I really don't know. We should prepare and take some sandwiches."
"Ok, I better go, Keegan. Thanks again for... defending me. You kept your promise, I appreciate it, even though you **** a price for it, which is not cool."
Keegan glanced at him, but soon again looked at the road ahead.
"It's okay. No problem. Defending you gave me pleasure, almost as much as touching you."
Darien swallowed hard. The mere mention of that went straight to his dick.
"Keegan... if you want to pick me up a bit earlier, so we have... extra time for... some extracurricular activities, I wouldn't mind."
Intensely green eyes turned at him. Keegan smirked a bit.
"Great. I will be here at 7:30 then."
Darien responded with a smirk and got out of the car.
As they said, so they did.
The next morning Darien was so aroused that he actually went to the car with a full erection. Keegan noticed that from the start. His eyebrows were raised, as he asked:
"Wow you tented hard! Somebody is impatient?"
"Will you make me come untouched again, Keegan?"
Keegan grinned helplessly. "God, you are the best Darien. I really like that instead of 'Hi, how are you, what's up?' - you ask if I will help you come untouched! You are something special!"
"I am, am I?" Darien responded with a smirk.
"Let's not waste any time then. Because you can be sure as hell, I'm going to do everything in my power to help you achieve that," Keegan answered with such zeal, that Darien felt his dick throbbing eagerly.
Five minutes later, Keegan parked the car behind the warehouse. They both jumped to the back seat and Darien took off his T-shirt and undershirt for the first time.
Keegan looked at his delicate frame, shoulder and beautifully shaped collarbones.
He hesitated for a moment. He slowly leaned down, and his face was now just over Darien's face. The smaller boy froze. They were looking each other in the eyes from a very short distance.
Darien could hear his own shortened breath. He waited, not knowing what Keegan wanted? Why did he hover above him as if planning to kiss him?
"But I have one condition," Keegan finally whispered.
'What... what condition?" Darien could hear his voice become a bit squeaky.
"Let me kiss you for a bit."
Darien knew this had "bad idea" written all over it, but he felt himself nodding. The next second, Keegan's warm and wet mouth was on him. Despite his previous objections, his own mouth opened without hesitation and welcomed Keegan's tongue inside with a quiet moan.
At first, Darien was a bit overwhelmed, but within seconds he started kissing Keegan back with growing passion. Soon they almost sucked one another, Keegan's large body somewhat grinding against Darien's small frame, their lips opened wide, hungrily tasting, tongues diving deep, pushing, rubbing against each other.
It was so good that Darien's blood was rustling in his ears; his heart pounding, he dug his fingers into Keegan thick, black hair, pulling him closer, almost aggressively, demanding even more intensive kisses. Their teeth grated a bit, and finally Keegan put an end to it, lowering his mouth to Darien's delicate neck.
"You smell so nice..." he murmured.
Darien moaned, his hands tentatively pushing Keegan's head lower, toward his swollen, now insatiable, tingling nipples. They were so erect that they looked almost like tiny penises, dark pink, skin very warm, electrifying to the touch.
"My beauties..." Keegan muttered.
He kissed the aching nub, then swiped the tip of his tongue over it. Darien gasped, as tingles spread from the bundle of nerves.
"Perfection," Keegan mumbled, closing his mouth over one of them. Darien made a loud cry, his body trembling with longing for this touch. He was like an instrument in Keegan's hand, perfectly tuned, tautening as a string.
And Keegan wanted to play, he thrust his hips, rubbed them on Darien thigh, almost impossibly aroused, just by feeling these scorching hot nipples he sucked deep in his mouth.
It went on, the caresses, fondling, rolling, sucking, Darien was louder and louder, trembling so intensely, that he was actually glad that Keegan's heavy body was grounding him to the seat. He felt like he was on the verge of going crazy, exploding from intense pleasure. His nipples were so over-sensitized that he almost felt like they were made of the same flesh as his dick.
And definitely linked with it tightly.
The orgasm came soon.
This time it was so powerful that his body arched, almost lifting Keegan body weight with his muscle spasm. It was overwhelmingly strong. He screamed so loud that Keegan was afraid for a moment that somebody would hear him and think Keegan was murdering the smaller boy.
Darien was quivering intensely, so Keegan held him tight to his chest. He pressed the boy's head to his neck and stroked it rhythmically. He obviously liked giving this kind of aftercare to Darien; he loved the feeling of his small body squeezed by his side, the sound of Darien's rasped breath, the jasmine smell of his hair. He loved the weight of his small hand on his chest, and the small movements of his fingers, probably trying to stroke him back, but having no strength to do so.
After a couple of minutes, Keegan noticed... that Darien went weirdly quiet, his body totally relaxed, much more heavy leaning on him.
"Darien? Are you sleeping"
"Mmmm..." The smaller boy mumbled, he lifted my head and stared at him through blurry eyes.
"What?"
"Darien, we don't have much time, you cannot sleep, I'm sorry, I would let you sleep if we were after class, but we are suspended, and... "
"Yes! Yes! I'm sorry... I would like to reciprocate." He suddenly sat and looked at Keegan's still quite impressive erection tenting in his jeans.
"Darien, you don't have to..."
"I want to. Very much. You gave me like... this epic, cosmic, mind-blowing orgasm, so the least I can give you is relief."
Keegan smirked and nodded. "I'm so elated that you liked it. I told you, your nipples are a miracle of nature. I hope I can give you not one but many such orgasms..."
Darien's eyes fixed for a second on the bigger boy's eyes. He unzipped Keegan pants and freed his erection. And then he lowered himself between his knees.
Keegan's eyes opened wider. He didn't expect that. Darien's eyes never left his face as he closed his mouth over the big, red mushroom head of Keegan's dick, swirling his tongue over it, while lowering even more.
"Oh, Darien, wow...that's nice..."
Darien hummed quietly. He held the dick at the base as he sucked with stronger force again, this time going about halfway with his mouth and using his hand for the rest. He felt Keegan's throbbing cock pressing to the back of his throat, so he deepened the suction. He really gave it all he had, fighting through the gag reflex. He bobbed his head as quickly and forcefully as he could, feeling Keegan's body tensing up, his breath becoming more labored, and his finger squeezing on Darien's nipples.
"Darien...I'm gonna..."
But Darien only put more effort into his actions, sucking intensely, pressing his flattened tongue to the back of Keegan's dick, and increasing the pressure, to add more stimuli.
And then he heard Keegan's loud moan, then felt it... and choked a bit, as a very impressive load of jizz went into his mouth. He tried to swallow it, but it was just too much. Part of it flooded from his mouth, but he managed to catch it trying not to leave any droplets on Keegan's pants.
Keegan was gasping for air, and gently stroking Darien's hair.
His pupils were dilated. "Thanks, Darien. You're good, seriously!"
Darien smirked. "Beginner's luck. But I kind of... tried it on a... sausage before."
Keegan snorted. "What? Are you serious?"
"Yes. I was curious to know how deep I can take it. So, I tried to relax my throat and after many attempts, I had ... half-success."
"Wow, you are really amazing"!" Keegan eyed him with sincere admiration. The boy was something special. "I love your enthusiasm," he hesitated, and added in a quieter voice: "And I like you."
Darien blinked and bit his lower lip. It was now or never. He could take this chance... "I like you too, Keegan."
The silence between them went a while, but was... weirdly pleasant and warm. Keegan slowly raised his hand and brushed over Darien's cheek. Darien held his breath for a second and then leaned, closing the distance. Their lips met and the kiss this time was more slow and almost tender. When they separated, the smaller boy mumbled:
"We should probably go. Our... suspension starts in... five minutes."
"Fuck," Keegan cussed and they both changed their seats, moving back to the front again.
As he started the engine, they exchanged one more look with each other, and both simultaneously smiled.
Their punishment didn't seem that awful anymore.
***
The suspension wasn't hard at all. They were told to sit down in the same empty classroom, and they both received the same book to read, with the assignment to write a simple essay about the first chapter.
The whole school already knew what happened yesterday, and they all seemed to be on Keegan and Darien's side, some teachers included, among them Ms. Hansen, who was supervising their suspension. She said from the beginning, that they don't have to stress about this whole situation, and she left them there alone.
The news evidently spread even between some parents because during the first hour of his suspension Darien received a call from his own mother whom he kind of... forgot to notify that he was suspended for one day. But Keegan didn't, apparently.
"Honey, why didn't you tell me! You know Uncle Bart is a lawyer, we could ask him what to do! I saw the video clips! I already received a call from the second boy's mother..."
"What? Keegan's mother called you?"
Keegan, who was sitting next to him reading the book, snapped his head up and fixed his eyes on Darien, who grimaced.
"Yes. She watched the clips, and wanted me to know what happened in the principal's office! Keegan recorded it and I listened to it, as his mother sent the file to me. The principal was really biased, and I'm going there today with Keegan's mother to discuss it with him further..."
"Mother! We only have one month before the end of high school, please can you just let it go?!"
"Why didn't you tell me you were bullied?!"
"Mom, it really was something I managed to deal with, and I survived to the end of the school year. I wish you just left it, and did not start a full-on-brawl..."
"A brawl?! Darien, Principal Roland was notified about your situation and not only ignored it but scolded you further, it is outrageous..."
"Mom, please! I really don't want any troubles, and I will have troubles, the principal can make me..."
"Stop it! Not another word. I'm going there in one hour with Keegan's mother and father, and we will have a talk about your suspension. We'll at least make sure it will not be in your official school transcript."
She hung up and Darien glanced at Keegan, who was watching him with raised eyebrows.
"Your mother called my mother, and they joined forces. They are about to storm the principal's office in about one hour..." He snorted.
Keegan blinked. "What? I told my mother about the suspension, but she promised me not to make a big deal out of it..."
"I think she saw these video clips and that made her call my mother. And they are allies now... Principal Roland will have to deal with them all. Your father is also going..."
Keegan pressed his hands to his temples. "Fuck!"
They went silent for a bit. "At least they will make sure the suspension won't be treated as something serious. We will not have that mentioned in our school transcript," Darien murmured, but was unsure if he felt happy about it.
They spent the next two hours in a state of nervous apprehension; surely enough, the doors swung open, and Principal Roland stood at the doorstep.
"The suspension is over. Keegan, you can go home. You don't have to go back to class today. Darien has a meeting with the school guidance counselor and your problem with being bullied will be discussed further during this meeting..." He said tersely, and added nothing more.
"Do you want me to wait for you?" Keegan asked quietly, but Darien shook his head. "No, it may take a while..."
So, they were separated and Darien went with Principal Roland who looked agitated and tense. He led him to the office of the school guidance counselor who was a middle-aged woman by the name of Ms. Peterson. She spent over an hour with Darien, asking him a series of questions about his bullying situations from the last year and his ways of coping with them.
Darien was not really into this conversation, as he was aware that he would soon start college life, leaving high school behind, but he politely discussed his problems, thus satisfying her need to be of use as a guidance counselor.
After they were done, it was already time when other kids were leaving school for the day, so Darien spent a couple of minutes with his classmates and shared with them the news about his suspension and how it ended.
As they approached the intersection, other kids went to the left, and he went to the right. He was just strolling, immersed in his thoughts, when he noticed three silhouettes emerging from the shadows of dense bushes on the side of the footpath.
He froze. It was Adam Donell, Declan Nash and Nathan Glenn.
Of course.
Darien swallowed hard. He was alone, this part of his usual road home was rarely traveled, and led among sparsely located private houses.
"And what do we have here..." Donell had a very malicious smirk on his face.
"The Mouse is not so brave without The Bull, huh?
"What do you want, Donell? Another one of your childish games?"
"Oooh, I like when you talk back. You make this so much sweeter for me."
And... he slapped Darien in the face.
The smaller boy did not fall, but staggered a bit and was going to step back, but Nathan caught him and held him firmly in place.
"You are gonna pay for this, you dumbass..." Another slap.
Darien felt a mix of awful emotions. Fear, humiliation and anger. He was too small to fight these three; Donell was the biggest one of them, but the others were also noticeably larger than Darien.

The vision of their naked bodies entwined together got stuck in Darien's mind, and he just did not want to let go.
However, right after they left the theater, Keegan's parents called to say that they were in his apartment now as they brought him some more stuff from home.
Darien was a bit disappointed, but the boys had to say goodbye for this evening. Keegan had no excuse for his mother not to come back to his apartment.
Darien went back to his room having troubles believing what happened that day.
He felt like a drunk person, lying in his bed - he let his thoughts swirl like crazy inside his mind.
They truly were boyfriends. It slowly sunk into his brain.
Real boyfriends!
Exactly as he hoped during summer break - it opened up many unfathomable, exciting prospects.
So he started fantasizing about what could happen between them, if they were alone in his room.
He had put these fantasies on hold since the day they broke up, but they reemerged with great force now and flooded his brain.
Darien closed his eyes contemplating having sex with Keegan. They just began to date, for real. But they were already close to doing this activity at some point in time. He clearly remembered the moment Keegan hand grazed over his pucker. Did Keegan also fantasize about it?
Darien knew what his role would be, and it stressed him a bit.
He would have to give Keegan his body to... penetrate. It was just obvious.
He was small and had girly nipples, right?
The thought itself made something weird with Darien's stomach. On one hand, he felt excited, on the other he felt panicky.
Just to explore a bit, he put two of his fingers in his mouth to salivate them, then turned on his side. Slowly, he tried to slip one finger inside his ass, only as a feeble attempt, a half-hearted try.
But he got more and more interested, as the tight muscle ring seemed to yield under the pressure and suddenly, his finger was inside. He let out a small breath. So, it was the place Keegan would invade...
He should probably explore it a bit more...
So, he tried with the second finger and felt a slight sting of pain, but did not allow himself to be discouraged. He unhurriedly pushed his fingers deeper, tentatively searching for the magical place he read about somewhere on the internet. The mysterious prostate gland, that was supposed to bring Heaven to Earth for gay people.
He was searching for it, slowly sliding his fingers around his rectum, finally realizing that it was probably just under his dick root, so he tried to limit the region of his search to the upper parts of his passage.
And suddenly, he felt it. A bit of a tingling feeling, and a small, weird wave that seemed to rush from it, as he rubbed there. It wasn't bad actually!
He did it again, and it was a bit unusual but a rather pleasant feeling.
Darien relaxed and huffed a little breath. He closed his eyes and imagined that Keegan dick was grazing over this place with long thrusts. The thought seemed exciting, but he felt himself blushing a bit.
He would have to lay under the bigger boy, with legs spread wide, pliant and submissive...
The sudden stab of pleasure wavered through his nervous system. Darien would lay and take this fat dick inside and Keegan would be set up to give him pleasure, just as he always prioritized.
Keegan would probably try to angle his dick to massage this place... Darien put a bit more pressure over this pleasant spot and the thrill of his pleasure increased. Fuck, it was good! He was actually surprised that it felt more intense than he imagined, the nerves seemed to be just under the skin, and he stimulated them with every slide of his fingers. After some time, he just could not stop.
Darien spread his legs wide, almost obscenely fingering himself and panting a bit, and the pleasure was immense; it seemed to gather not in his dick, but deep in his body, in his intestines, inside his pelvis. He started to make some small moans, and continued to do that, imagining Keegan's muscular body swaying over him, crushing him a bit, pushing deep inside him.
He obviously could do nothing, only give himself for pleasure, for Keegan's big dick, drilling in his small body, he could not run away, could he?
No, he could not, he could only take it, moaning and begging Keegan to... stop? Or begging for more?
He could not decide, but he was sure that the vision worked. The pleasure was flailing him over the edge and soon a weird sensation spread inside Darien's body, so intense and blissful; he whimpered a bit, and glanced at his dick with curiosity. It was not even fully hard, but it started to spit a translucent fluid over Darien's body, a bit different from his normal sperm.
Darien was quivering and mumbling something incoherent, his body almost beyond his control.
It was better, definitely better than he expected! Was it a bit crazy and obscene? Yep, probably. But it felt so good!
The mission to find his prostate was crowned with rather spectacular success, he realized while looking at his wet stomach. He even smelled the fluid, and it just smelled like cum, even though it wasn't exactly the usual creamy color and didn't have the typical "snot" consistency.
Darien stood up and marched to the bathroom to wash himself, but after he was done drying his body up with a towel, his eyes caught something interesting in his peripheral view: a roll-on deodorant with a pleasant, round lid.
He felt blood rushing into his cheeks, but he restrained himself and went back to his room to prepare for sleep.
It wasn't easy, but he finally managed to fall asleep, still hazily contemplating his future with Keegan.
He woke up about twenty minutes before his alarm went off. He noticed a message from Keegan
"Hi... I'm thinking about you"
Darien cheeks flushed as he was also thinking about Keegan but could not confess yet to him how... intensely Keegan has haunted his sexual dreams.
He went to shower, but on the way he noticed the deodorant again, standing on the small bathroom shelf and looking not-so-innocent.
Crazy...
After some lip-biting moments he grabbed it, took a bit of hand cream and a towel, and went back to his bed.
He pulled down his pants and laid flat on the bedding. He spread his legs and tucked the pillow under his buttocks. Yep, it was time to act. He started to push the roll-on deodorant inside his ass, slowly angling it from the beginning toward his prostate. He already knew what to do this time.
The lid was smoother and even. It worked even better than fingers. Darien immersed himself in dreamy visions again, of Keegan's dick taking him in every way possible, pounding in him... Darien imagined his ass full of Keegan sperm, flooding with it, and he, himself, lying helplessly on a bed, with ass spread wide and jizz dripping from his not-so-tight-anymore hole, used by Keegan to be filled with his fluids...
This time the orgasm came even quicker, Darien was covered with a towel, so as not to spurt it all over his body.
He finally understood what all the fuss was about. It was good. Different, the pleasure was located deep, inside his body, just under his dick root, but it was more... overwhelming, almost addicting.
Darien went to his lectures feeling a bit lightheaded and weirdly ashamed. He never before tried such a bold experiment. He was a bit confused also, as he never, in his wildest dreams, expected himself to take such an interest in stimulating his prostate.
It was fucking wonderful, but also somewhat scary.
Was he truly mentally preparing himself to bottom for Keegan?
He glanced around, curious if anyone could tell - just by looking at him - what he was doing the previous hour?
He went back to the memory of the moment when Keegan caressed his ass this one time... He obviously was no stranger to the thought of getting closer with that part of Darien's body.
It made him feel a bit better.
They met at the entrance to the lecture hall. He could actually see how Keegan's face lit up, as he noticed Darien. Darien felt this weird, sweet bubbly feeling in his stomach. He came closer and... wrapped his arms around Keegan's neck, just hugging him closely, inhaling the fresh, masculine scent of Keegan's muscular body.
It was so...simply pleasant. To be in his arms.
Darien forgot about his prostate experiments and just... felt happy, truly happy, being held close to his new boyfriend's chest.
As he raised his eyes, he met Keegan light gaze. The bigger boy responded with a wide smile.
"Darien..." He whispered.
Their gazes went down to their lips, and soon they were kissing in front of the whole group of students waiting for the lecture to start. Some clapping even occurred.
They stopped; Darien, however, now wanted more, so much more. He wished they were alone.
As they went inside, Keegan gave him the news. His parents were now visiting his sister, but intended to go back to stay at Keegan's apartment for a couple of days or so.
They had asked Keegan to invite Darien to come there and have dinner with them.
After the lecture the professor informed them that the next class was canceled, and as a result, they would have a time window of about 3 hours before the next lecture. Suddenly, Keegan looked at Darien.
"Do you want to see my apartment? It's very close to campus, we can walk there..."
Darien's eyes bore into Keegan's face. Was this... it? He swallowed, feeling a wave of fear.
There was a moment of silence.
Ah, what the hell!
"Okay! I would like to see it."
The bigger boy smiled.
And so they went, holding hands the whole way.
The people on campus were tolerant but as they were outside, Darien noticed some heads turning.
Luckily, Keegan lived very close to campus, and they didn't have to wander around the city.
The apartment was in a luxury condominium and Darien was astonished by how spacious it was. It had two bedrooms and a large living room area.
Darien was also surprised that Keegan's parents could afford such a place.
Keegan offered him something to drink, and Darien took some juice, but... there was a strange silence.
Their gazes met.
Keegan looked a bit flushed.
Darien realized that the bigger boy probably was not certain if Darien wanted for them to return to their "extracurricular activities" that they did behind the warehouse two months ago.
It was not that easy for him to just initiate it like it was before.
"I know what you're thinking," Darien said slowly.
"What am I thinking? It's probably a bit different from what you imagine..."
"You would like to... resume our... activities... but you are afraid to start it, after such a long time."
Keegan blinked and bit his lips.
"Yeah. You guessed right. I'm not sure how you want us to... proceed. What pace you would want to take with our relationship. We probably should talk about that."
Darien nodded and made a small step toward Keegan. He reached out his hand and touched the bigger boy's forearm. He knew exactly what to say, and it wasn't only about the physical aspect of their relationship.
"I loved what we had, Keegan."
"You did?"
"Yes... so fucking much! I missed you. Not only that... sex thing, you know? It meant so much to me that you helped me with those jerks. I was heartbroken every time I thought I was just nobody, and you would never take an interest in me for real..."
Keegan grabbed him and yanked him to his chest.
"Shhh.... You are not 'nobody', Darien! You... bring out the best in me. I never felt as happy with myself as when I took your side in the conflict you had with Donell. It was the right thing to do. And it made me see you even more, understand you. Beyond that scared kid who never raised his head when walking down the corridor..."
Keegan cupped Darien's face in his hands.
"I want to do everything right this time. In a more mature way. I want us to have a chance. A real chance."
"I want the same." Darien had to fight with treacherous tears that threatened to wet his eyes.
Keegan lowered himself and kissed Darien passionately and the smaller boy almost leaned on him, reciprocating the kiss with similar passion. Their tongues entwined and rubbed over each other like crazy, hands all over each other's bodies.
Soon Darien broke the kiss and mumbled:
"I want you to touch me again. I miss it so much..."
Keegan did not let him wait. He lifted him in the air and carried him to the bedroom.
As soon as he put Darien's flat on the linen, he froze for a moment and caught Darien's gaze.
Then he slowly pulled up the smaller boy's t-shirt to reveal his unusual, large nipples. They were ready, sticking out erect almost an inch and dark in color.
"Fuck, I almost forgot how perfect they are!"
Keegan stared at them for a moment, admiring their enormous size. "True masterpiece of nature!"
He leaned over Darien's petite body and closed his mouth over the jutting nubs. Darien moaned loudly, and muttered: "And I almost forgot how godly a feeling it is, as you latch on them!"
The next couple of minutes the bedroom was full of Darien's moan serenades, loud and shameless, as his nipples were under the sweetest tortures he ever received.
He was writhing in bed like a snake, begging Keegan: "Please, please!" - not even knowing what he was begging for. But Keegan was prolonging his tortures and soon Darien's heart was about to explode from the amount of pleasure he was experiencing; he pulled down his pants so quickly that Keegan almost had no chance to react, and he grabbed his dick, painfully hard at that moment, to jerk himself off, but Keegan managed to catch his hand.
"No, no, no... Shhhh...."
And he lowered himself down, taking Darien into his warm mouth. Darien made such a needy, crazy-loud moan, that he was almost on the verge of chuckling because he sounded so hungry, like a wailing, starving puppy.
It was humiliating. He came after twenty moves of Keegan's head, spurting like a high-pressure jet between Keegan's full lips. It was spectacular, and powerful, yet a bit embarrassing.
Darien panted for a while, looking at the ceiling as Keegan sucked him dry.
Subsequently, their eyes met. Keegan had a very peculiar grimace.
Darien knew from the start he wanted to ask for something new...
"Yes? Say it. Say it..." he murmured.
The bigger boy laughed and blushed a bit.
"Yeah. Can I rub over you?"
"Rub? Like frotting?"
"No, rub... over your... hole."
Darien froze. That was bold. But also... weirdly exciting. So, why the hell not? He was open to experimenting himself. He slowly nodded; curious what Keegan would do.
So, he turned on his stomach and spread his legs a bit, not even aware that Keegan was watching this move with dilated pupils.
The silence was weird. Keegan just stared at Darien's pink; tiny star hidden behind his buttocks.
Darien tilted his head and glanced back, to catch the fascination on the face of the bigger boy.
He clearly enjoyed the view. A lot.
Finally, the bigger boy licked his lips and took something from his nightstand. Soon Darien felt the cold feeling of lube over his ass crease.
But strangely enough he did not feel fear. Not even the slightest. He realized he... trusted Keegan. And it was weirdly important now. Almost a blissful feeling.
He felt the moment when Keegan slowly covered Darien's body with his own. His big, steel-hard dick angled down, starting to rub over Darien's clenching pucker and perineum. Darien squeezed his thighs tight, to help Keegan have some more friction.
The bigger boy's mouth was over his nape, and it was a pleasant feeling, the deeper but shaky breath blowing over his hair. Darien closed his eyes, feeling the rub over his crotch, in a weirdly exciting way. He was happy that he could give Keegan pleasure in such a simple way... but he realized he also wanted more.
His hole become somewhat more sensitive with all the rubbing, and he squeezed his eyes even more, imagining that Keegan was fucking him from behind. Soon the rubbing intensified. Keegan was panting behind, and his body became a bit wet from sweat. And then Darien felt the warm fluid over his crease.
Keegan's movements slowed down, only gasping for air as he just laid on Darien. His hand touched Darien's shoulder and stroked it gently.
"Thanks."
"For what? I was just lying. Next time I would love to have a more... active role." He chuckled.
Keegan grunted. "I'm up to everything you would want."
Darien chuckled.
"Even me... topping you?"
Keegan laughed. "Let's not go too far!"
And they both giggled for a while.
***
The next couple of days went by very pleasantly for Darien. He felt wonderful in the presence of Keegan. The bigger boy **** him attention and treated him almost like a prince.
Being alone in his room late evenings, Darien continued his small experiment with prostate stimulation, and became more and more proficient in pleasuring himself.
Darien also met once with Keegan's parents as they wanted to invite him to dinner.
They spent time on nice conversations about college freshmen experiences, as they had also graduated from UCLA.
Other than that Darien and Keegan hung out with each other and even studied together in Darien's room.
However, it was a bad place to have sex as the walls were extremely thin, and every talk could be heard from adjacent rooms.
Finally, Keegan's parents were leaving to go home one week later on Saturday and Keegan invited Darien to his apartment, even though Darien's neighbors from the dormitory were also out of their rooms for the weekend.
Darien cleaned himself super thoroughly, even shaved his balls and perineum area, and went there with a weird, excited feeling.
He was hoping it would be the day. That day!
Keegan met him at the doorstep. Darien smiled, giving him a kiss.
"So, your parents are gone? How does it feel?"
"Like I finally can start to be a student! Free house and... making my food all alone. Which I hate." He winced, and Darien chuckled.
"Yep, I got the same problem, pizza and eating in bars, that's my life now."
Keegan sat on the couch, and Darien hesitated, but decided to go for it.
He sat on his lap, and Keegan smirked.
"There are also bright sides of living alone..."
They looked each other in the eyes for a moment, and Keegan exhaled.
"I've wanted to talk to you about that... for some time now. The whole week, I actually struggled to ask you about something."
He took out something from his pocket and gave it to Darien.
Darien opened a folded piece of paper and realized it was Keegan's test results. The test for... STDs.
He slowly raised his eyes and looked at Keegan's face. They were staring like that for a moment.
"You want to have... sex with me," Darien stated the obvious, feeling dumb.
"Yes," Keegan answered without hesitation, with a calm and firm tone of voice.
"I've been dreaming about it since you sent me your email with an apology. I got my hopes high then, and I let myself explore the future prospects... of me and you."
Darien sighed. "I also thought about that. I was a bit afraid but since I did some... uhm... experiments, I feel more comfortable with the thought of... giving myself to you," he finished, blushing intensely as it came out more pompous than he intended. A bit old school with the "give myself to you" phrase, but weirdly enough Keegan blinked and swallowed hard.
Did he also get hard? Darien could feel something down there, pressing on his thighs, as he was still sitting on the bigger boy's lap.
"What experiments?" Keegan asked in a husky voice as if his throat became a bit dry.
Darien could not stop himself from blushing. "With a... deodorant."
Keegan swallowed again and raised his hand, brushing over Darien's cheek.
"Tell me more, please."
Well, it was really embarrassing, but exciting in a way. Darien bit his lips.
"I... put it inside. You know where."
"Did you manage to..." Keegan hesitated, obviously not sure how to put it into words "...pleasure yourself that way?"
"I did. I didn't even have to touch my dick" Darien smiled shyly.
Keegan made a loud gasp of air, staring at Darien.
"Seriously? Wow. I read it's not that easy. You are really sensitive! You can climax from nipples, from... prostate stimulation. I want... " He blushed almost as intensely as Darien. "I want to give you orgasms. A lot of them. I love doing that, when you..." He obviously had trouble speaking loudly about such intimate topics. "When you are aroused and moan. It gives me so much joy to... give you pleasure, to look at you immersed into this..."
Darien blinked in surprise. "You really do like my... excessive moans?"
Keegan wrapped his hands around Darien's waist. "I do! I love them! I can't stop thinking about having you under me, moaning and writhing and taking me deep inside you..."
Darien's dick was already hard as an iron pole, but with these words, he felt an almost painful throbbing in it.
"Take me to your bed..." he managed to whisper, as his breath was so shuderry, that he could not control his voice well.
Keegan stood up with Darien in his arms and carried him to his bedroom. Their gazes were locked.
"It's now Keegan, right? It will happen..."
Keegan slowly put him flat on the bed and replied with a soft voice: "Only if you want to."
"I want to. So much. But please, be gentle, you are not exactly small down there..."
"I will, I promise. Thank you for your trust."
He sat next to Darien and slowly pulled the smaller boy's t-shirt over his head. His eyes fixed for a moment on the boy's large nipples, as they were now erect and darkened from arousal.
"You are beautiful, Darien. I want you; I desire you, I need you."
"So, take me, Keegan." Darien always wanted to say this somewhat archaic phrase, and he finally could.
Keegan's face was almost dark red from excitement as he slowly pulled down Darien's jeans from the boy's narrow hips, admiring the flats of his chest and stomach and his five-inch dick, straining proudly, glistening with pre-cum. The bigger boy stared at the naked body of his boyfriend and slowly stroked over his smooth limbs. His breath quickened.
"I give myself to you," Darien whispered, finding weird pleasure in these pompous words, and in a slow, very sexual, but also innocent move he spread his thighs presenting Keegan with his most intimate part, to look, to admire and to... take.
Keegan swallowed, seeing this submissive offering, relocated himself between the boy's knees and lowered there to kiss Darin's hard shaft and lick the droplets of pre-cum rivulet ting down to his shaven balls.
His hands wandered over his boyfriend's chest, squeezing his stiff nipples, making Darien moan.
"God, I love touching you, Darien," He muttered, his lips slowly sliding down the smaller boy's perineum.
Finally, his tongue made a small lap over Darien's pink rosebud, innocently closed, pliantly waiting to be tasted and opened.
Small pecks soon turned into nibbling and licking. He made small circles, strongly pressing with the tip of his tongue to the boy's muscle rim. Darien whimpered quietly, his hips rose a bit, as if wanting to ease access for Keegan.
Keegan teased the delicate, smooth tissue around Darien's hole, gently poking in the center of the pink ring.
"Please..." Darien muttered, not even sure what he really asked.
But Keegan was not in a hurry, he caressed the place, sliding his lips slowly over Darien's crease, in swirling moves tingling his pucker. Darien started thrashing his head over the bedding, panting and pleading.
Keegan finally showed him some mercy. He took a tube of lubricant from the drawer in the nightstand and smeared it very generously over Darien's most intimate place.
Their eyes met for a moment. Darien's lips were pink and parted. Keegan obviously could not stop himself from the temptation to devour them, and as he slid one finger inside Darien's hot passage, he simultaneously leaned over the smaller boy and kissed him in this sweetly open mouth, pressing his tongue inside.
Darien could taste his own shower gel he very profusely used on himself before, taking a shower and cleaning himself in the bottom area. They kissed, surprisingly slowly, almost languorously, sensuously, Keegan sucked Darien's lower lip into his mouth, licked it and even bit, working with his fingers down between his boyfriend's pliantly spread thighs.
As he added the third finger Darien whimpered a bit at discomfort, so the bigger boy slowed down, just keeping his fingers there for a moment, letting Darien take his time. They continued to kiss, when he resumed stretching the tight muscle ring. He worked very diligently, unhurriedly, wanting to give Darien a chance to relax and open even more.
Finally, the boy mumbled: "Keegan... I need you inside..."
Keegan exhaled and slowly took his fingers out, leaving Darien unpleasantly empty, squirming his body from side to side, impatiently grabbing Keegan's muscular arms in an attempt to pull his boyfriend in closer.
"Shh..." Keegan whispered as he sat between the smaller boy's thighs.
Darien's heart hammered, his pulse becoming nothing but a frantic drumbeat in his ears.
He grabbed under his knees and pulled them as close to his chest as possible, he held himself like that in a submissive offering of his clenching, aching hole.
Keegan looked down at this and whispered.
"It's the single most erotic sight I have ever seen."
And he was true to his word; his dick was so hard that it seemed to be dark purple in color, pre-cum leaking non-stop over his slit and down to his tightened balls. His eyes were glazed over, his breath shaky. His arousal was so obvious that Darien made a prolonged, almost whimpering sound, pleading to be taken.
Keegan made a loud gasp and lined up his dick with the pulsing entrance of Darien's passage.
Their eyes met. Darien nodded and Keegan pushed forward, pressing on the tight ring.
The smaller boy yelped, and tilted his head so forcefully that his naked neck arched, and Keegan could see his pulsing veins on the sides of it.
He slowed down, but did not stop completely, still sliding in the super tight channel, spreading it with his massive dick, making Darien shudder, wail, and whine.
But the boy did not protest the invasion, he pushed through the discomfort, panting and consciously relaxing himself, taking pleasure in giving himself off to the thick shaft of his gorgeous boyfriend.
Even in the painful stretch there was a hint of pleasure and Darien focused on it, immersing himself in the act of giving his body to another male.
It was exciting and thrilling. He squeezed Keegan's arms and grunted, feeling that his boyfriend was about to bottom out in his arching, tensed body. He cried out, feeling the fullness, the stretching, the sensation of having every part of his rectum filled.
And... Keegan bottomed out. His balls pressed to Darien's ass cheeks. His face was deep red, his eyes not focused, like he was drunk, his arm muscles trembling a bit from excitation and tension.
He went still and waited for Darien's sign that he could start to move, which he so obviously wanted.
The smaller boy laid there, his body like a tautened bow, panting and fisting the bedsheet, ******d on the fat cock.
He had this almost funny thought that male on female sex was so much easier, kind of "designed" to work without so much of a hassle, and male on male sex was not for the faint-hearted, for sure.
Keegan really gave him time to adjust, watching Darien's face patiently, even though a lonely droplet of sweat on his temple was clear proof that he was struggling not to start ramming in the smaller boy's tender hole like a wild animal.
Keegan's hands were tenderly stroking Darien's thighs, flat abdomen and narrow hips, as if wanting to calm his boyfriend down and help him to relax.
Suddenly, he touched Darien's hand and intertwined their fingers.
Darien snapped-open his eyes, lowered his gaze and looked at Keegan.
He gave him his second hand, and soon they were holding each other like that, eyes locked.
It was a special moment, something squeezed Darien in his throat, but Keegan also looked touched, his eyes weirdly wet. They felt they truly belonged to each other.
"Darien... my baby," Keegan whispered.
Darien clasped their hands together with even more strength.
"Make love to me, Keegan!"
And Keegan made a small nod.
He backed out a bit and thrust forward again slowly. Darien bit his lower lip, as Keegan repeated the move. They were holding hands the entire time.
"Baby, you feel so good, so tight..." Keegan whispered, gently swaying his hips, backing out maybe an inch, just to very gradually build up the intensity of his moves.
Darien squeezed his fingers a bit more, cautiously starting to pull him closer and pushing off a bit, as if showing him the right tempo and depth. Keegan followed his pointers, and soon he was rocking between his thighs in a smooth, even pace.
They were still looking each other in the eyes, Darien found it additionally satisfying. The emotional connection was there, and now, they were adding a physical level to it as well. It felt so complete and gratifying.
During the next two minutes, he began to relax, letting himself get rid of the bodily tension, and finding the first signs of pleasure; as Keegan was sliding in and out of his tight channel, his hole was engulfing the hot rod up to the hilt, his flesh yielding, and it was weirdly exciting, to be that full, that... owned?
Finally, he felt ready.
He put Keegan's hands on his hips, as if encouraging the bigger boy to brace himself better and start to intensify his thrusts. Keegan's face reddened a bit when he understood Darien's intention.
He dug his fingers in Darien's waist and quickened the pace. Darien grunted, feeling so vulnerable and open, his body spread wide, invaded by this thick tool. But it was also... very hot. He closed his eyes, letting his dirty thoughts materialize; in this instance he wanted to be the object of Keegan's desire, as he was the first day, in the showers, the very thing Keegan wanted the most.
He felt a sudden rush of desire and grunted from deep within.
"Fuck me, Keegan!" He whimpered, throwing his hands above his head in lustful abandon; he wanted to be pumped full of Keegan's cum, he wanted to be mounted, used and rode.
His internal muscles clenched in spasms around Keegan's cock, wanting to milk it, to suck it even deeper.
As the act continued, he gave himself fully to Keegan's long strokes, as the bigger boy was pulling his dick out of his ass almost to the tip and jamming it back as deep as he could.
It was intense. Their bodies were a bit slick, skin sweaty, limbs sliding, slamming each other. Keegan pulled Darien's hips a bit more up, to change the angle of his dick and Darien groaned loudly, feeling the new wave of pleasure, as the massive head of Keegan's cock more firmly grazed over his prostate.
"Yes! There..."
Darien let go of all his inhibitions, a fierce blush spreading over his neck and chest, as he surrendered himself to the blissful sensation.
His dick, previously a bit flagged down, sprung back to life, and was now waving in the air with the rhythm of Keegan's fervent thrusts. His stunning boyfriend was now pounding in Darien's pink, very stretched rim, his shaft glistening with lube, and Darien's passage tightening around it, squeezing it as a vice.
The pure sensation of the intense rubbing was short-circuiting Darien's mind, his inner muscles were rippling around Keegan, sucking him deep in unbridled desire. He began to work with Keegan, upping his own hips to meet the bigger boy hips, the slapping sounds now echoing throughout the room, mixed with Darien's wails and moans.
The intensity was even increasing; pure delight flared from Darien's sensitive passage when Keegan gave him his entire length, making it into an utterly blissful drilling. He needed an even better angle, so he grabbed his knees, folding himself in half to lift his ass higher. And now the fiercer brushing over the prostate gland was simply electrifying.
"God, God..." Darien moaned, straining himself, almost quivering with the powerful wave of pleasure, losing himself in this euphoric state.
Darien felt dizzy with exhilaration as Keegan rose a bit, bracing himself on Darien's thighs - the boy was deep in pure bliss. It was coming, he knew that... He was closing on it.
"Harder, Keegan! Fuck me harder!" It was almost a cry.
The bigger boy mobilized his entire body and began to hammer in Darien's heated passage in earnest.
Darien had the impression of almost fiery stars flashing in front of his eyes, and then... Keegan let go of his legs and leaned a bit, to catch Darien's large nipples between his fingers and pull them up, straining and rolling.
Fireworks exploded!
Darien screamed loudly, and his body buckled up, ready to fly, his prostate almost erupting with a spasm of such intense pleasure, he never experienced before; his dick splattered long ropes of jizz rain, jetting over his chest, face and even on the pillow beside him...
It seemed to last so long, Darien could not do anything, only scream and let it shake him, let his nerves-endings flare like a Christmas tree, almost keening and mewling sounds leaving his throat, his body arching and taut like a carbon fiber in a bow.
Keegan, seeing this, jumped as if in overdrive; he grunted, almost growled, and lowered himself, covering Darien's body with his, bracing himself with his hands on the smaller boy's shoulders, his chest sliding over Darien's cum covered chest, his lips placing open-mouthed kisses over his boyfriend's slender, sweaty neck.
His hips worked fervently and vigorously, and, finally, he succumbed to Darien's hole, to its tight hotness. Keegan pumped all his cum in spasms inside the small body, shuddering and snarling like a wild animal. Darien took it all, writhing under him and panting greedily, with a giddy face and hooded eyes.
And soon everything... slowed down. The last spasms and twitches passed.
Keegan became still, lying flat on his boyfriend, his face snugged in the crook of Darien's neck.
The silence was calm and pleasant; Darien let himself just float on the pink cloud of happiness, weirdly enjoying the almost overwhelming heaviness of Keegan's body that made his breathing a bit shallower, but, to be honest, he didn't mind being squashed under his hot, gorgeous lover. It just... felt right.
His body was in a weird state of aftershock after such a powerful orgasm, continuously slightly trembling.
It was way better than he imagined in his shy, not very in-depth visions. Just pure heaven.
Keegan's nose rubbed behind his ear and he whispered something very, very quietly. So quietly, Darien could only guess what this confession was, and his heart fluttered with happiness. They were the words that lovers exchanged, if their feelings were deep. So, he responded with the same words, in a similarly hushed, shy voice.
But then the blissful, sweet exchange was cut rather brutally.
"Keegan...?"
The sound of a voice...
The boys flinched and twitched as if shaken by an electric current.
As they looked aside, they realized who it was...
Keegan's mother was standing on the bedroom doorstep.
Her eyes were as big as saucers. She looked shocked, almost lighting-struck.
"Honey, I... forgot the house keys... We went back... I tried to call, but..." she mumbled, swallowing hard, looking at Keegan and Darien's joined bodies.
It was impossible not to understand what had just happened here. No way around it. No silly excuses, "we just stumbled and fell". No fucking way.
Darien made an effort to pull the duvet over them, but it was out of the question because they were laying on it. But his jerking, frantic moves got Keegan's attention, as the bigger boy was so stunned that he just stared at his mother, mimicking her shock.
He finally pulled his dick off Darien's cum dripping hole, unable to cover himself quickly enough, as she was obviously gaping at the act, with an open mouth.
The smaller boy rolled from the bed to the opposite side, glad that his t-shirt and shorts were there, thrown on the floor earlier. In desperately quick moves, he tugged them over his trembling body.
"What's going on, Keegan? What's the meaning of this?" She asked in a shaky voice, making one step toward them.
Darien glanced at Keegan's reddened face. His boyfriend was obviously terrified, looking like a person caught red-handed on some kind of... crime?
"No... nothing..." He managed; his voice weirdly high-pitched.
"Are you... together?" She asked in a similar fashion, visibly shuddering.
Keegan did not respond.
Darien felt like he was just slapped on the face.
His eyes met the bigger boy's fearful eyes for a short second.
After that, he leaped to his feet and ran toward the door, dashing around the frozen figure of Keegan's mother, but... he did not make it to the doorstep.
Keegan was quicker.
Not caring he was still naked, he caught Darien and yanked him toward his chest, embracing his boyfriend's small body.
"Darien!"
"Please, let me go!" Darien cried out, throwing his head back.
"No!"
Darien tried to free himself, but of course it was to no avail; short, desperate sobs escaped his mouth. He was no match for Keegan's steel hard arms, as he grabbed the petite boy's chin and pulled it up.
"I can do this, Darien! Please be with me. I need you. No running. No more running - mine or yours."
Darien's wet eyes bore into his face, flooded with strong emotions. He was panting nervously.
Keegan tilted his head aside, and glanced at his pale mother. He furrowed his brows, and his chin went up.
"Mom. Darien is my boyfriend." His voice was now firm and calm.
And then Keegan looked back at the smaller boy, the smile lit up his face. He even nodded, as if to re-assure Darien of his decision.
Darien still sobbed quietly for a moment, but slowly went quiet, as if finally realizing what just happened... And then he eventually responded with a similar, very shy smile.
Soon the boys embraced each other tightly, Darien's cheek pressed tightly to Keegan's wide chest.
He knew now. There was nothing they couldn't conquer - together.

The end.