Danny's POV:
I closed my locker and put my book under my arm.
"Are you serious?!" Rachel whispered.
"Yes!" I said.
"Oh, my god, if that happened to me, I would die!" she exclaimed as we walked through the crowded hall to our next class.
"That would never happen to you," I said. "You don't have a boyfriend to sneak into your room at night."
She giggled. "But
you
do."
I sighed dreamily and smiled. "Yes, I do." We both laughed.
"No, but seriously," she said. "I can't believe your dad knows about this and you're not freaking out."
The previous night, after Jake and I... got intimate... again... I was about to fall asleep when I heard whispering through the door. I got up and leaned on it to listen, and I heard my dad telling Jake he knew what we were doing and, surprisingly, was okay with it.
"Well," I told Rachel. "He said it was fine, though he thinks we've been together longer than we have, but I'm not about to correct him. I don't want my dad thinking I'm an easy lay. If that happened,
then
I would die."
"You're not, though," she said. "You actually haven't gotten laid, like,
ever
. And considering you're a guy, 18, and dating someone who's head over heels in love with you and is obviously dying to get in your pants, you are
definitely
not an easy lay."
I laughed.
"Seriously," she said. "You guys should do it already."
"Rachel!" I said. "We've been dating for five days today!" We reached our classroom and walked in.
After we were seated, next to each other, of course, she flipped her long blonde hair out of her face and looked at me.
"Officially, yes, you've been dating since last friday, but you've practically been together for three years. I mean, seriously, I knew Jake was gay even before he came out just by looking at you guys. They way you guys talk to each other, they way he looks at you, the fact that he's always hugging you for no reason, kissing your cheek, how jealous he got when you talked about Steven..."
She went on and on, and I realized she was right... about everything. Jake had been my boyfriend without either one of us realizing it basically since we met.
Funny that...
I smiled.
"I know what you're thinking," Rachel said.
"What?" I asked.
"You're thinking about it. Having sex with him."
"Rachel!" I whispered. She wasn't that loud, but still, we were in the middle of a classroom full of people I knew. I blushed furiously.
"You are," she defended, and of course I was. "It's okay, though, you have the perfect opportunity tomorrow night."
I frowned, confused, but then it suddenly clicked in my head. The Halloween party!
The teacher walked in and we had to stop talking, but I could see Rachel looking at me from my side view.
She was right... it was the perfect opportunity.
*
Jake's POV
I was standing at the cafeteria in line, waiting to get my food, when I heard someone calling me from behind.
"Moss!"
I cringed. I recognized that voice. Steven Price... Danny's ex.
"What's up?" I asked casually, but without looking back towards him. Mike and Sam were standing next to me, looking uncomfortable for the confrontation that was sure to come. They were part of Danny's close group of friends, along with the girls: Rachel, Nora and Sarah, so they knew Danny had dated and just broken up with Steven.
"Nothing much," he said, coming up next to me. "Just found out you're dating that fag boy Daniel. Wanted to see if it was true."
Was that jealousy I heard in his voice? I'm pretty sure it was.
My jaw clenched and I balled my fists as I turned to look at him. He was actually a pretty good-looking guy, but he was an insufferable asshole.
He was 5'11, lean but nicely muscled, which I knew from watching him shower after football practice, and he was well proportioned, if you know what I mean, but not as much as me. Still, it was a pretty decent size, and he had a handsome face with brown eyes and blonde hair, but, God, that attitude! It made me want to punch his pretty little mouth closed.
Controlling my temper, I smiled. "Yeah," I said cheerily. "It's true. I'm dating the same fag
you
were dating up until last friday."
Steven's smug smiled disappeared and he lost all color on his face. He turned to Mike and Sam, panic shown all over his face. He didn't know anyone knew about his 'secret.'
"Don't worry," I told him. "They already knew. So do I, and don't you forget that."
It was his turn to clench his jaw and ball his fists, obviously understanding my threat, and he walked off with a huff.
I'd wanted to punch him, but calling him out like this and scaring him was just as good.
*
After grabbing our lunches, me and the guys went and sat at our table, where Danny was already sitting with Rachel and the girls.
"Hey baby," I greeted him with a quick peck on the lips. "How's your day going?"
"Good," he said with a smile. "Rachel and I were talking about the Halloween party again. It's tomorrow, and we still don't have our costumes."
"Danny, I don't like wearing costumes," I complained.
"You can wear your football uniform," Sam suggested.
"That's a good idea!" Danny said.
"Yeah," Mike went on, "me, Sam, and a few of the other guys on the team were talking and we're all wearing our uniforms to the party."
"Okay, then," I said. "That's a costume I don't mind wearing. But what about you, Danny? What're you gonna wear?"
"I don't know," he answered. "I'll think of something."
We ate our lunch and chatted some more, and when the bell rang we went to class.
A few hours later, when school was done, I went to the parking lot towards my car, and like always, Danny was already there waiting for me.
"Hey," I said with a peck to his full pink lips.
"Hey," he answered, smile bright. Once we were inside the car, and Danny's hand safely inside mine, he turned to look at me. "Guess what?" he asked as I started the engine.
"What, baby?"
"My mom just texted me. She says she's going out to lunch with some friends, and she's not gonna be home for a while, and dad's still at work, so..." He wiggled his eyebrows.
He was so cute.
I smiled. "Fuck, yeah!"
*
Ten minutes later, Danny and I were going up the stairs to his room, shedding our clothes and trying to kiss in the process.
By the time we reached his bedroom door we were both naked, and like he always did, Danny was trying to suck my tongue into his mouth.
We went in, him walking backwards without letting go of my mouth, pulling at my hair, and when his legs hit the bed, I grabbed him and threw him onto it, separating us.
When he bounced on the bed, Danny giggled, but soon I was on top of him and smothering him with my mouth again. Meanwhile, he was making those sexy whimpering sounds of his and pawing at my back and waist, trying to bring us closer together.
I broke away from our kiss and started kissing and licking the side of his neck, and he resumed pulling at my hair while he panted. I made my way down his collarbone, to his nipples, then down the deep valley that bisected his abs, and dove into his bellybutton with my tongue, like I had done after our first date.
As I was doing this, Danny started moaning louder, arching his back and thrusting himself into my face.
"Jake," he said with a voice full of need. "Please..."
I knew what he wanted, since his need was poking me in the chin at the moment, it was so hard.
Leaving his navel, and with no further ado, I slid down a little lower on him and took his whole penis in my mouth in one gulp.
"God!" Danny screamed. "Yes!"
I was about to pull off and tell him to quiet down, but then I remembered his parents weren't home. The neighbors could still probably hear him, but so what?
I started bobbing up and down, licking the underbelly of my beautiful boyfriend's cock, then pulling back and doing it again, until he was like one giant nerve.
"Oh, god, Jake!" Danny said. "I'm gonna cum!"
As soon as he said that, I pulled back until only the head of his pretty dick was in my mouth, and I used my hand to jerk him off.
"Oh god, oh god, oh god!" Danny exclaimed.
A second later he came, hard, in my mouth and I continued to jerk him off until the flood finished.
When I sensed he was done, I swallowed, taking my time to savor all of his juices. He was a little salty, but mostly sweet, like everything else about him. He was perfect.
I pursed my lips and pulled off with a pop, making Danny whimper. He was over-sensitive after having just came. I let go of his softening dick and got up on my knees in the bed.
"What did you think, baby?" I asked, already knowing the answer. "Was it good?"
He closed his eyes and leaned his head back into the pillow, melting into the bed. "Oh my god..." he whispered. "That was fucking heaven!"
I laughed. "I'm glad you approve." I laid down and pushed him onto his side so I could spoon him from behind.
He sighed contentedly when I put my arms around him and put his own on top of them. I kissed the back of his neck.
"Wait," he said. "You didn't finish."
He probably felt my erection poking the back of his leg.
"That's okay," I said. "You're tired."
We fell silent again.
"I'm sorry," Danny whispered after a second.
"Hey," I said, dislodging our arms and pulling him onto his back. I raised myself and looked down into his beautiful, regretful eyes. "You don't have to apologize. There's nothing for you to be sorry for."
"Yes, there is," he said, taking me by surprise and grabbing my dick in his hand. He squeezed. I yelped. How embarrassing. "It's just..." he said. "I haven't really learned how to do it, and... I'm sorry, it just feels like so much work, but you make it look like it's so easy. It's frustrating."
"Danny," I said, reaching my hand up to touch his face. "You don't have to do anything you don't want to. I don't want you to be frustrated when you're with me. I won't ask you to do anything you don't like."
"I
do
