Jeremy
I couldn’t believe we were kissing. Dreaming and fantasizing hadn’t prepared me for how incredible it would feel. I knew people would think it was wrong, but he was so important to me, and I loved him so much that I had to show him.
It had been so weird and I hadn’t been sure what to do until Kevin started falling apart. Then there wasn’t time to plan or guess what would be right; I just knew. He needed me. Holding him like that had been more than I thought we’d ever do. So when I kissed his cheek, it was overwhelming and perfect at the same time.
There was so much I wanted to tell him and so many things I wanted to experience with him. Was there any way to make him understand how much he meant to me? I was going to do my best. Between kisses, I tried to explain how incredible he was…how special…how much I wanted him…that everything would be okay.
No matter what, I was going to make everything okay.
His skin was smooth and warm under my lips. His tears tasted salty, and with every hiccupping breath, his exhale sent shivers on my skin. I meant to keep everything tender and loving, show him what I was feeling the best way I could. When I got to his mouth all my good intentions went right out the window.
Kevin’s little whimpers and moans were escaping with every breath, and they made me so hot I couldn’t think. When his tongue came out and licked my lips, my brain stopped working entirely. He was beautiful, and he tasted like some kind of sweet-and-salty dessert. It was addicting. I’d never get enough.
We kept kissing, and I couldn’t resist touching him. I’d dreamed of running my hands over his body for so long. I knew if we kept it up for much longer, kissing wasn’t going to be enough for either of us. Kevin was probably at that point already.
I was hard, and couldn’t wait to lay him out on the bed tonight. But Kevin was so hard his cock had to hurt, and I knew he was seconds away from blowing. I couldn’t leave him like this. Pulling back now would be cruel, and if I was completely honest, I didn’t want to stop without discovering how he would feel in my hands.
“Shh, it’s okay, Baby.” I didn’t know what to say. I knew he had to be overwhelmed. The doctor’s appointment, finding out what my parents had done, finally figuring out he wasn’t alone in his desires, being held and touched for the first time—it was all too much.
It hadn’t hit me yet, but I knew it would at some point. I kept pushing everything back and focusing on what needed to be done. I was smart enough to know there was only so long I could keep doing that, but I kept hoping I wasn’t going to break until we were safe. I couldn’t fall apart until I knew I’d gotten us out and away from everything and everyone trying to keep us from being together.
Slowly I took the hand that had been caressing his ass and moved it around to rest on his thigh. I was so close to his cock.…One inch over and I’d be touching him, but I didn’t want to rush things. And I wasn’t going to do anything he wasn’t ready for. No matter what my parents thought of me.
“Baby? Is it okay? Can I…”
How do you say, “Can I touch your cock?” without sounding weird? Maybe it was something you learned if you actually dated people, but I wasn’t sure. Luckily, I didn’t have to figure out what to say because Kevin arched into my hands.
“Yes—yes—yes.” The words tumbled out of Kevin’s mouth, and his whole body shook.
God, he was beautiful. It was easy to picture him stretched out on a bed naked, laying under me. His reactions were so open and honest; he would be incredible to watch. Having him completely naked would have to come later. That fantasy wouldn’t work in the car.
Hell, this fantasy wasn’t something we should be doing in the car. He deserved better than this, but I wasn’t sure either of us could wait. I hoped he’d understand. I’d make it up to him later. Tonight would be romantic and everything a first time should be. Well, maybe a first time. At the very least, a lot of first stuff for both of us.
I slid my hand up his leg and felt his cock for the first time. He was hard and long. His dick was thick, and he thrust his hips up and pushed his body harder against my hand. Rubbing up and down his length over his clothes, Kevin rode my hand, and I could see he was so close he was going to come any second.
I let go of his cock for just a minute as I reached up and opened the button on his pants. Thank God, he wasn’t wearing jeans, or I don’t know how I would have gotten his cock out. I carefully tugged the zipper down and pushed his underwear out of the way. His cock sprang out, and I could see the relief on Kevin’s face.
The look didn’t last long because as soon as his dick was out of his pants, I took him in my hand. It was hard and soft at the same time. Like mine but so different. His long shaft was smooth and pale, but the head of his cock was red and leaking precum. I still couldn’t believe I was touching him like this. That he was really this hard for me.
I probably would have sat there staring for way too long, but Kevin’s moan and desperate pleas pushed me forward. Running my hand up his shaft, I curled my fingers around his cock and touched him how I liked to touch myself. It was a little weird, like doing it backward or something, but Kevin obviously didn’t notice because he moaned, and his head fell back.
“Shit! Jeremy. Oh, God! Jeremy.” He rambled on, pleading and cursing. I’d never seen him like this. I was doing this. Giving him so much pleasure there was nothing but random babbling coming out of his mouth.
He thrust his hips up and begged for more. I wasn’t sure what he wanted, but I tightened my grip on his cock and jerked him off even faster. This time when my hand got to the head of his cock, I ran my thumb over his slit and teased it a little. When I was close to coming, it made my cock so sensitive it was almost too much pleasure, but Kevin seemed to love it.
Little grunts escaped, and his balls drew up tight. His whole body shook as he orgasmed, cum flooding out of his cock in long spurts. Kevin curled around my body and held tight as the last of the shivers that had raced through his body subsided. I’d never seen anybody come so hard.
Well, I’d never seen anyone orgasm at all in real life, but in the porn I’d managed to watch, no one had ever come that hard. I wasn’t stupid enough to think porn was accurate, but even with bad acting and no plot, I hadn’t seen any guy explode like that. I don’t think I’d ever had one that strong, even with the naughtiest fantasies I’d had about us.
My cock jerked in my pants, and I couldn’t wait until tonight when we would have a hotel room all to ourselves. There would be no worries about being interrupted and no one to hide from. It would be just us. There were so many things I wanted to try with him and so many things I thought he’d want to try with me.
But those fantasies would have to wait till later. Soon, we’d have to go home and pack up what we could. Curling myself around Kevin, I dreaded what was going to come next. Having him all to myself was going to be wonderful, and finally being able to live with him like I’d wanted would be amazing. But I knew getting our stuff from the house wasn’t going to be easy and the likely drama with my parents could be even worse.
No matter how confident I tried to sound for Kevin, there was no way they were going to let us go without a fight. I wasn’t sure if it would be short and brutal or long and drawn out, but they weren’t going to make it easy. We were messing up too many of their carefully laid plans. It didn’t matter that we had other things we wanted. What they said was supposed to be final.
Kevin and I falling in love was nowhere in their ideas for the future.
Well, that was tough shit because I was done living by their rules. I had to keep reminding myself that we were going to be free in a couple of hours. There would be a lot to do and some tough conversations, but it wasn’t going to last long. I had to keep remembering that.
Kevin must have noticed my silence because he peeked up at me through those long lashes and gave me a bashful smile. But I didn’t want there to be anything to be embarrassed about. So I tried to hug him even tighter and did my best to let my face show what I’d thought of everything we’d done and said.
“You’re so sexy when you come.” I leaned over and gave him a little kiss. “And you taste so damned good.”
Kevin blushed, but the self-conscious look faded from his face. His hand started sliding down my chest, and I knew what he was going for, but we didn’t have time. And my brain was on so many other things I wasn’t sure I could come anyway. No matter how sexy he was or how hard my cock was. My brain wouldn’t turn off.
I stopped his hand and trapped it against my chest. “Later, Baby. I want to have all the time in the world when we start this again.”
Hoping he understood, I was a little surprised when he leaned over and gave me a quick kiss. “And your brain is going like a hundred miles an hour right now, huh?”
I couldn’t help but laugh. “Yeah, you know me too well.”
Now he looked a bit unsure again. “But everything was…you know…was…”
I took his mouth again in a hard kiss. Tasting him and doing my best to show him how much I wanted to keep touching him. I pulled away after a few more minutes because I knew if I didn’t we’d end up naked in the back seat or something stupid. And I was getting kind of sticky.
Kevin must have felt more confident about everything again because he smiled at me and I knew he was going to say something teasing.
“You want to taste me, huh?”
I could almost hear the giggle in his voice when he brought up one of my fantasies. If he was going to tease, then I would too. I leaned over and whispered in his ear. “All over, Baby. Everywhere. Are you going to let me? Are you going to let me strip you down and taste you?”
He shivered, and I couldn’t help but think I’d won that round. We weren’t competitive over anything else I could think of—we even rooted for each other when we played video games, but evidently teasing and sexual stuff was going to be a bit of a competition. It surprised me a little but I wasn’t going to worry about it. If pleasing each other was our focus, it couldn’t be bad.
“That’s mean, dude.”
I laughed. “I’m not a dude.”
“You’re my dude.”
“I’m your everything.”
We kissed again, but this time, we both knew we had to keep it quick. I looked over at the clock on the dashboard and it was almost five. We needed to hurry.
Kevin must have seen me look because he nodded. “Yeah. We got to get going. We’re staying at a hotel tonight, though, right?”
“Yes. We’re going to go home and get as much of our stuff as we can, and then we’ll head up toward the apartment. Then tomorrow we can get the keys and start getting everything we need.” I started digging around in the glove compartment for something to clean up with. Except for some old fast-food napkins, there wasn’t much. It would do for now, but we were going to have to stock the car differently if we kept fooling around in it. It was stupid but I liked planning for our future. Even simple, weird stuff.
“And we have the money for all that stuff, right? I was pricing stuff for the apartment online, and it’s like a ton of money.”
“Yeah, we don’t have to get everything right away, but I’ve got a lot budgeted for getting it all set up. I figure that this is stuff we’ll want to have for years; we might as well get things we like and take our time finding it.” I handed him a few of the napkins and looked away as he cleaned up. I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to give him privacy or not. Were there rules on that kind of stuff?
“Years…I like that.”
Another quick kiss. “Me too.”
“Okay, don’t go getting us distracted again.” Kevin’s naughty grin showed how easy getting him distracted was going to be. He was so damned responsive that I wanted to keep touching him. But he was right.
“All right, bossy. Let’s head over and start packing.”
Kevin leaned back and started trying to shift back under the steering wheel. It took him a few minutes of cursing and wiggling but finally, he was ready and his pants buttoned up again. As much as I loved looking at his cock, driving with it out would be a stupid idea. No, Officer, nothing weird is going on. We’re just two brothers driving around—one with his cock out, nothing odd about that.
I was being stupid, but I didn’t want to think about what was going to come next. I’d rather think about tomorrow or next week or even next year. Those things I could think about and be excited. We were together and finally going off to college. I had to keep focusing on that.
Kevin reached over and took my hand in his. “It will be fine. We’ll grab our clothes and stuff and get out as quick as we can. There isn’t a ton to pack. We can’t take anything they bought us anyway.”
I nodded. “Yeah. We don’t want them to be able to say we stole anything. The clothes and stuff might be a little bit of a gray area, but I don’t think they’re going to fight about anything like that. If it came out that they were stopping us from getting our clothes, then they would look bad, and that’s not what they want.”
There was no way they wanted us all to end up on the local news or to have the cops called—I just had to keep reminding myself. And if push came to shove, I was going to remind them of that. Remind them how bad it would look if we ended up on TV. Because no matter what they were assuming, I wasn’t going to go quietly if they made things hard.
Kevin must have decided I needed a distraction because he squeezed my hand and started talking again. “Okay, remind me again what we need to grab.”
He knew me too well.
I shook my head because we both knew this list backward and forward, but I started going through it anyway because it was a good distraction. The most important stuff had been in the back of my car for weeks—all our important papers like birth certificates and stuff. We didn’t keep any money in our room; even birthday money we’d gotten over the years had gone into the checking account.
As soon as we’d started planning on going away to school, I’d set up a new checking account at a separate bank from the one they used and made sure no one but Kevin and I could get access to it. That was when I’d also set up the P.O. Box and had the statements mailed there. I didn’t want them to know anything about the new account.
I still couldn’t believe the school had sent papers to the house. I’d been very blunt that I didn’t want information shared with anyone else. The lady in the admissions office probably thought we were trying to escape the mob or something, but she’d said the only address they would mail things to would be the P.O. Box. First thing tomorrow morning I was going to call the school and get the address updated to the apartment.
There was so much that had to be done. Kevin must have realized how overwhelmed I was getting because he squeezed my hand again and started asking random questions about the apartment. Did I know how many colors of bedspreads there were? And did I know that the dishes and shit were all supposed to match? It was random crap designed to distract me, but it worked.
Before I knew it, we’d pulled up to the front of the house. Even though there weren’t any other cars at home, I stopped Kevin before he pulled all the way into the driveway. “No, park on the street. I don’t want to get trapped in the driveway if they pull in behind us or something.”
It wasn’t likely, but I’d seen it in a movie a few weeks ago, and it had stuck with me. My parents weren’t being controlled by aliens, but the idea was still good. Kevin shook his head, and I could tell he was remembering the alien movie too.
“They’re crazy, but they’re not aliens or zombies or serial killers. Just controlling asses.”
“Still. Better safe than sorry.”
“Very true, dude.”
“I’m not a dude.”
“You’re my dude, dude.”
I laughed and got out of the car. Time to pack. Hopefully, they wouldn’t be back until we were gone. Leaving a note would be much easier than doing this in person. I’d worried, though—if they didn’t see us leave they could call the cops and say I’d abducted Kevin or something.
It wasn’t an issue I’d been originally worried about but after the whole thing with the therapist, there were new fears. Things that had never occurred to me to be concerned about. I didn’t like the uncertainty. I knew we were both over eighteen, there was nothing they could do to stop us from leaving. But neither of us wanted to explain our relationship to anyone yet—much less cops and lawyers.
I had to keep telling myself it wasn’t going to get that far. Taking another deep breath, I waited for Kevin to come around from the driver’s side, and we walked up to the house. “Got to make it fast. So grab the clothes and stuff we talked about. I want to be out of here as quick as we can.”
We’d have about an hour before they came home, and packing didn’t take long. I had to keep reminding myself that it was almost over. We were almost free.