When he woke up in the morning, Nathan felt no better than he had felt the night before. In fact, he felt guilty, now that the morning had rolled around. He knew just what he had to do that day, and he felt bad that heâ??d gotten angry at Adrian for something that he was about to do. That thought sent a shiver down Nathanâ??s spine. Well, at least heâ??d be able to get answers out of Dustin. There was no doubt in Nathanâ??s mind that if he was right, and Adrian did sleep with Dustinâ??willinglyâ??there was no way that the blonde would forget to mention it during their little â??session.â?? There was no doubt in Nathanâ??s mind that Dustin would use the information against him, in order to torment him.
Yes, sadly enough, Adrianâ??s nightmare would come true. Nathan wouldnâ??t be bent over a desk, and he wouldnâ??t scream out Dustinâ??s name in ecstasy (well, he wasnâ??t planning on it, given what he knew of Dustinâ??s nature) but he was going to get fucked by Dustin. Hard. And he would continue to be fucked by Dustin until the end of the year. Ultimately, Nathan had taken Adrianâ??s placeâ??only not. Nathan was only subject to Dustinâ??s desires, no one elseâ??s. He would be Dustinâ??s and Dustinâ??s alone every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday after school. And today was only the first day.
Which was why Nathan had Adrian take his virginity. He didnâ??t want to loose it to. . .rough thrusts and hands that probably barely knew how to prepare a person to get fucked. Especially a virgin.
Could a person really blame Nathan for not wanting to tell Adrian, anyway? Adrian was a little spitfire that might try something to reverse their positions again, and Nathan wanted nothing of the sort. No, it was best if Adrian stay in the dark, even if Nathan was wrong and Dustin had taken Adrian unwillingly. If that wasnâ??t the case, and Adrian had gone to him. . .Well, perhaps it was better that he and Nathan had fallen out the day before, so Nathan didnâ??t have to go through the pain of that humiliation.
There would, no doubt, be enough humiliation that came with the situation anyway.
That was all Nathan could think about, too. And if Adrian was upset over his musings, Nathan was fifteen times more upset, fretting over the whole thing. In his classes he seemed disconnected and depressed, and he even had his teachers wondering what was wrong with him. Had he had a fight? Was his family alright? Did he need to go to the nurse? To all of these questions, Nathan waved his hand, brushing them off. But he continued to be sullen.
Not surprisingly, the day drug by forever. In one of his classes near the end of the day, Dustin kept shooting glances over his way and though Nathan tried to ignore it, it was all but impossible. And it unnerved him. It made him want to scream at Dustin to stop fucking looking at him. To stop undressing him with his eyes. To stop looking so smug. But he didnâ??t. No, Nathan instead stared straight at the board and stayed quiet, looking as depressed and doomed as ever.
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When the final bell rang, Nathan nearly jumped out of his seat in fright. A few people around him looked at him oddly, and Nathan shook his head, gave them a shaky smile, and they shrugged their shoulders and walked off. The brunette took his time in gathering up his books and writing utensils and putting them into his bag, making sure to draw out each action so he could buy a few more seconds to be away from Dustin. All too soon he had nothing left to bother over, though.
Why did the day go so slowly, and yet time seemed to speed up right now?
Nathan grumbled and slipped his backpack onto his shoulder, heading out of his classroom to wander down the hall and out into the courtyard. Once there he took a right and headed up the yard, toward the senior dorm buildings. With every step, his heart started to beat faster until he felt like it was going to beat right out of his chest, or explode. It got so, so much worse when he was standing outside of Dustinâ??s door, his hand poised to knock.
He couldnâ??t stand there forever, though, and after taking a deep breath he knocked on the door. It didnâ??t seem like even a second past before Dustin had opened the door, and was looking right at him. Right in his eyes. A weird twisting feeling manifested itself in Nathanâ??s stomach. Heâ??d never really noticed that he and Dustin were the same height. It unnerved him, for some odd reason.
â??Come in,â? Dustin said with mock politeness, and then opened the door for his guest. Nathan hesitated, then stepped into the room and dropped his backpack by the door. Behind him, the door closed.
Dustin seemed to hesitate, too. He watched Nathanâ??s back for a moment. His own heart was beating faster than heâ??d ever believed it could go, and it was swelling at such fantastical rates.
Nathan kept his back to Dustin. Probably not the best of ideas, but he didnâ??t want to see the otherâ??s face right now. Especially because he was telling himself not to fight, not to resist, not to plead, because that would only make things so much harder. A shuddering breath was expelled from Nathanâ??s lungs, and his eyes closed momentarily.
The blonde heard this breath and stepped up closer to Nathan. His heart fluttered in his chest and he reached out to softly trace Nathanâ??s shoulder with his fingertips, coming to rest his hand on the otherâ??s upper arm.
â??You know,â? Dustin mused, in a perfectly muted tone, not one full of teasing, but one full of seriousness, â??Your boyfriend stood just nearly where you are standing now, only yesterday.â? At this, Nathan tensed. He hadnâ??t expected the news to come so soon. But Dustin wanted to break things off quickly before hand, so he could work on mending the wound. â??He. . .Said that you werenâ??t enough. He said that I made things more. . .interesting,â? he reported solemnly, his hand softly moving against Nathanâ??s arm, â??And you know me. I couldnâ??t resist. . .â?
Nathanâ??s heart throbbed, and his fists clenched. Dustinâ??s eyebrows furrowed and he stepped closer to the other teenager, his free hand moving to rest on Nathanâ??s other arm. Softly, he squeezed the muscles, being perfectly gentle. His head dipped down to trail his lips sensually over the back of Nathanâ??s neck, and in the mix of confused emotions he felt a tingle of want.
This was definitely not how heâ??d expected Dustin to be. Not at all. He almost sounded. . .regretful. And maybe he was. Though, what would he have to regret?
â??Iâ??m sure you saw the hickies. I got carried away. I. . .Iâ??m sorry if I hurt you, Nathan.â? Dustin nearly purred the otherâ??s name, but in a soft, caring, sad way. The brunette tensed up again, and after Dustin pressed a light kiss to the nape of his neck he pulled away in anger.
â??Sorry if you hurt me?â? Nathan repeated. He had spun on his heel and was now staring straight at Dustin, though he could barely stand the genuine emotion that he saw in Dustinâ??s face. â??What the fuck, Dustin?â?
The blonde had the decency to look almost bashful. His hands dropped to his sides and he furrowed his eyebrows together, pressing his lips together as well. His handsome face was clouded with hesitation and worry. This look made Nathan curious, and his anger ebbed as he hung on to the anticipation of Dustinâ??s words.
â??I,â? Dustin began, and then hesitated again, looking truly self-confident as he looked at the floor, then back at Nathan, â??Am in love with you.â? The words came out in his breath, and they were airy, almost not there, but filled with emotion. At such an announcement, Nathanâ??s eyes widened and he took a step back, shaking his head. â??Itâ??s true!â? Dustin insisted, taking a step forward, reaching out for Nathan again, â??Since Freshman year. Iâ??ve been. . .enamored. . .â?
Nathan took another step back, and his knees hit the bed. With one more step forward, Dustinâ??s hands were on him, wrapping around his waist and pulling their bodies together in a rather chaste way. Dustin was looking at him with such a pathetic, desperate expression that he didnâ??t know how to act, really. He couldnâ??t push Dustin away, and yet. . .could he really accept the admission so easily? Dustin wasnâ??t lying, he could see that in the otherâ??s eyes. . .
A shuddering breath came from Nathanâ??s throat, and Dustin smiled pathetically at him. â??I. . .I was never really. . .comfortable, you know?â? He croaked, and looked down, fidgeting slightly against Nathan. â??With my sexuality. Iâ??m still not. But when I saw you. . .How you cared for Adrian. . .I knew I couldnâ??t afford to be uncomfortable any more. . .Which Is why I asked you to do this,â? Dustin explained. â??Yesterday, when Adrian came and. . .flung himself at me! Well, I was jealous, and angry that he would cheat on you. You deserve so much better,â? he murmured at last, and looked at Nathan with pleading eyes.
â??And you? You think youâ??re better?â? Nathan asked, breathlessly. He was floored by the confession. He didnâ??t know what to make of it. His stomach was turning endlessly, and he could have sworn that the butterflies in it had razorblades, out and swinging.
â??I can try. Let me try?â? With that, Dustin leaned in and pressed their lips together, drawing Nathan into a passionate closed-mouthed kiss. Only when Nathan parted his lips, convinced of Dustinâ??s innocence, did the blonde search for anything more. His tongue pressed between Nathanâ??s lips and pressed against the brunetteâ??s, arousing it into action. Their tongues pressed hotly together, and were thus spurred into battling against one another as the kiss ensued. Dustinâ??s hands curled in Nathanâ??s shirt at his waist, all while Nathan lifted his hands to curl around Dustinâ??s neck.
Honestly, Nathan didnâ??t know why he was doing this. Not fully. He thought he was doing this because Dustin had seemed genuine, and he would rather take this promise of gentleness than a night of rough sex. But he was also doing this because he wanted to forget about Adrian, at least for that night. He wanted to forget the betrayal that was churning in his stomach. He wanted to forget how heâ??d loved the younger teen.
Dustin was doing a good job of making him forget, too. The kiss was fulfilling. Dustin was definitely a good kisser. The blonde pulled back to suckle lightly on Nathanâ??s bottom lip, and then bite it lightly, tugging on it playfully with his teeth which made Nathan let loose a muffled chuckle. His hand move to cup Dustinâ??s cheek, raising his head again so their lips could meet fully and he could end that playful teasing. Dustin, of course, was not one to complain. He returned to the kiss faithfully, and he enjoyed it just as well.
After some moments, they parted from their passionate lip-lock and Nathan simply stared at the blonde, who was smiling as he panted slightly. They were both panting, out of breath from the heated kiss they had shared. Dustin smiled lopsidedly, a sort of goofy gesture, and Nathan couldnâ??t help but laugh back at him.
â??Sure, you can try,â? Nathan affirmed once he had caught his breath. Dustinâ??s goofy smile only grew wider, and in his excitement he lunged forth, pressing their lips together again. This time Nathan met him with no hesitation and he opened his mouth, letting their tongues meet once more.
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Before he knew what was happening, Nathan was underneath Dustin on the bed, their lips locked and their hips grinding together. Both were hard, and each one could feel the otherâ??s arousal through their clothingâ??which, now, was only a pair of boxers, seeing as sometime between the first kisses and now Dustin had shed both their shirts and pants. It was all the better, though. Nathan could feel Dustin through his boxers down to the tiniest of details, and he knew that he was going to be in for pain. Dustin was bigger than Adrian, but that was no matter.
Nathan knew that Dustin would be gentle, now.
Never, in his wildest of fantasies, would Nathan have ever believed that Dustin would be this attentive to a partnerâ??s pleasure. It was also cute, how possessive he was. Case in pointâ??as Dustin sucked the hicky that was now on Nathanâ??s neck, he growled, â??Mine.â? For a split nanosecond, it felt wrong that Dustin would be claiming him for his own, but that was pushed off as pleasure rushed through him. Dustin also seemed to know where each of his spots wereâ??or he knew how to find them.
Really, he was fulfilling his promise to try and be better. And he was succeeding. Dustin was heavenly.
A sharp thrust of Dustinâ??s hips against his groin made Nathan moan out and arch his back, coming out of his thoughts to gasp for air. Dustin had parted the kiss and was kissing down Nathanâ??s torso, his back bent sharply as he kissed and licked at nipples, and then at the lines of his pectoral muscles. This made Nathan moan as well, and his eyes fluttered closed.
â??Baby, I want you,â? Dustin called out to him in a rhaspy voice, making Nathanâ??s eyes open once more. They stared at the blonde hazily for a moment, and then he nodded his assent. Dustin smiled and snaked his way up Nathanâ??s body, pecking him on the lips before getting off.
As Dustin went to retrieve lube, Nathan shimmied out of his boxers and spread his legs slightly for the other. This picture made Dustin smile. He, too, had wiggled out of his boxers, and currently he was spreading lube on a few fingers. Settling between Nathanâ??s legs, Dustin pressed a leg up and then massaged the lubricant into Nathanâ??s entrance, making sure it was well-coated before trying to sink his finger in. The finger went in easily, and wiggled about for a moment before another was added. Dustin was gentle, and his fingers found Nathanâ??s prostate to massage it as he was stretched and prepared.
The fingers were pulled out as carefully as they were inserted, and a moment later and Dustinâ??s cock was pressed up against his entrance, fat and worrisome. But Dustin soothed Nathan with a hand down his chest, lightly petting, and the brunette nodded his readiness. He was pushed into slowly, and filled completely. The pain was in the background of it all still, but the pleasure made things a haze.
â??Ah, ah,â? Nathan moaned, his neck arching slightly. His legs wrapped around Dustinâ??s back.
Dustin waited patiently, and after a few moments he reached up and entwined their fingers together. With that, he began to thrust slowly, in and out, in and out, making sure to grind against Nathanâ??s prostate. This made the brunette shriek and moan and tighten the grip on Dustinâ??s hands.
It was bliss.
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The haze began to wear off, and when Nathan came to his wits again they were in a different position. Dustin was seated, leaning against the wall, and Nathan was grinding up and down on his cock. The blondeâ??s hands were pressed into the small of his arched back, and his lips were on Nathanâ??s nipples. There were many more marks all over Nathanâ??s body by this time.
All of Nathanâ??s world was focused on the point where they were connected. It was like a hot string, running between his cock, his nipples, and his pounded hole. As he focused harder and harder, it was like a vacuum sucking him in, making him more and more acutely aware of every sound and feeling.
Wrong.
Nathanâ??s hips pulled back up, and slammed back down. With the slap of flesh echoed:
Wrong.
For every down thrust there was a noise of sex, and each noise in this vacuum echoed of the word â??wrong.â?? Nathan didnâ??t know why, but he was horrified to have such a word echo in his ears. Everything felt so good! But why wrong?
The brunette shook his headâ??rather, he flung it back as one of Dustinâ??s hands connected with his cock, beginning to jerk it with the thrusts. They were both so close. They both wanted moreâ??more!
Wrong.
Nathan came with a cry, his back arched and his head back as his body tensed and his muscles clenched around Dustin. The blonde let out a similar cry, but his was filled with Nathanâ??s name, and Dustin was, too, sucked into the pleasure of orgasm. Nathan felt that odd sensation of being filled up with cum, until it faded into simple hazy pleasure.
Coming down from their post-coital highs, Nathan leaned against Dustinâ??s firm chest, cuddling up to him, his eyes closed. Dustin petted him all over, not seeming to mind that they were still connected.
Wrong.
The word thrummed. It deeply resonated, like the plucking of a bassâ?? string. Nathan opened his eyes and stared down at the bed. Slowly, he roused into action and slid off of Dustin, moving onto the bed. The blonde looked at him oddly, but followed, laying down beside Nathan and curling his arms around the brunetteâ??s waist, pulling them close together.
â??I love you, Nathan.â?
Wrong.
The word thrummed again, and Nathan, feeling as though he was in a dream-like stateâ??or some out-of-body-experience, pulled back and smiled down at Dustin. He leaned down and pecked the other on the lips.
â??That was great, Dustin.â?
Wrong.
It was more discordant now. Not only a bassâ?? string, but a brass instrument in the hands of a two-year-old.
â??Stay a bit more,â? Dustin pleaded. Nathan shook his head.
â??I need a shower, and I need to finish some school work. Iâ??ll see you Wednesday?â?
Dustin nodded. Nathan smiled and got off the bed, meandering around the room to collect his things and slip them on. Once he was dressed, he went over to Dustin, kissed him on the lips, and headed out of the room.
That was WRONG.
It sounded out of his body, this time. It was like a whole orchestra of beginners, just din, and it rattled his core. He felt like he would stumble, fall, but he kept on his feet and moved onward, to his dorm. With a sigh he reached out, and turned the knob.
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