The Dangers of Desire

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The Dangers of Desire

Chapter 9

by Matt

Nick woke quite early, roused by the all-too-familiar noise of hand movements under bed covers. He guessed it was probably Greg, horny from their late night encounter. Instead, as he opened his eyes and looked round discreetly he saw it was Sam, the boy's hand pumping away furiously. A quick look up to his other side told him that Greg and Warren were both still asleep, cuddled up together and looking painfully adorable.

Nick quietly cleared his throat and grinned as Sam jumped, pulled his hand out and looked round nervously. As he saw Nick awake and staring at him, he looked like a small animal caught in car headlights.

The older boy was tempted to let Sam suffer, but the thought of watching the boy won out over his desire to tease him. "Keep going!" he whispered, then winked.

Sam moved his hand back down into place, but the movements didn't resume, the embarrassed boy still looking a little apprehensive. Nick decided to spur him on, remembering how much he enjoyed seeing other people get turned on. He pulled back his covers. He hadn't bothered to put any clothing back on after the hand job from Greg, so his entire body was exposed to the boy, including a rapidly stiffening cock. He winked again and got a grin back from Sam.

Sam threw back the covers too, revealing his erection poking out above the waistband of his underwear. He turned towards Nick, sitting up on the sofa with his legs spread. Nick manoeuvred himself round too so that they were both sat facing each other.

The younger boy resumed stroking and Nick copied, matching his timing exactly. They continued for a couple of minutes before Nick found himself thinking about last night, about how he had turned the boy on by talking his way through his unspoken fantasy. Grinning devilishly, Nick slid off the mattress and onto all fours, starting to crawl slowly across the floor. Sam's stroking stopped as he watched Nick approach.

When Nick reached the sofa, he placed a hand on Sam's foot, then looked up at the boy, looking for any sign that the boy wished to continue. As Nick raised his eyebrows questioningly, Sam understood the gesture and nodded his approval, despite the look of sheer terror on his face.

Nick placed his other hand on Sam's other foot, then started sliding them up the boy's legs, just starting to get hairy as he approached adulthood. Nick's hands continued up past the knees and caressed the boy's thighs before sliding round onto his hips and pulling on his underwear. Sam raised himself slightly to allow them to be removed. Nick put his hands back on the boy, bypassing the throbbing boner which pointed straight at him. He let his fingers explore the boy's smooth stomach, grinning as the boy whimpered with excitement at the older boy's touch. The hands continued upwards, over the boy's nipples. Nick leant forward and placed his lips right in the centre of the firm chest, kissing gently.

"Oh my God." Sam whispered excitedly as he felt Nick's lips working up the centre of his chest. He threw his head back, allowing the older boy easier access to start kissing and licking around his neck.

As he continued nuzzling into the boy's neck, Nick slid a hand back down the boy's body and gripped his desperate dick between his thumb and forefinger. A single stroke of the solid erection had Sam's entire body convulsing. "I'm gonna cum!" he whimpered breathlessly.

Nick let go of the boy's tool, watching the pained expression on his face as he was deprived of the imminent orgasm. "Not yet you're not." Nick whispered back right into the boy's ear before nibbling on it.

"Not again." the boy said frustratedly, remembering how Nick had left him so close to cumming the night before too.

"D'you want to do me?" Nick asked, pressing his erection against the boy's leg.

Sam looked down at it nervously, then back at Nick. "I... I..." he stuttered.

"Hey, it's okay to say no." Nick whispered, sliding his fingers across the boy's chest. "Just thought I'd offer. You wanna cum then?"

"Fuck yes!" Sam growled.

Nick sat up next to him on the sofa, then pulled the boy up against him, wrapping his arms around the boy from behind. He let one hand continue stroking the smooth skin of his torso while the other took hold of his erection, now slick from a few drops of precum he had started oozing. It only took a few strokes before he started to shoot, covering both of Nick's hands and his own stomach with his spunk. Feeling the boy's naked body writhe against his own as the orgasm rippled through him almost had Nick ready to shoot his own load. Sam lay against him, regaining his breath.

Once the boy's breathing had returned to normal, Nick planted a final kiss on the boy's neck and then stood up. Knowing there was no way he would be getting any more sleep, he pulled on his clothes and returned to the sofa. Sam did the same, at first sitting as far from Nick as he could get, but gradually moving closer as the two boys sat silently playing on their phones, waiting for Greg and Warren to wake up.

Corey found himself being woken very unceremoniously when Josh sat on him. "Ooof." he grunted as he felt the weight of his older brother crushing him into the sofa. "Get off me, you dick!" he complained, trying to push Josh aside.

"Nope. I gotta do this or you'll just go back to sleep, and you've got a match this morning, remember!" Josh said, poking at Corey in various places to make him squirm.

"I stay up late to help you through some lame mid-life crisis, and then I'm not even allowed to sleep in? How's that fair?" Corey complained, still attempting to get the much bigger man off of him.

"It's not, but life's not fair. Now get over it and get up!" Josh said, finally climbing off.

As soon as he was free of Josh, Corey turned back over and pulled the blanket over his head.

"Corey, get up!" Josh snapped, pulling the blanket away.

"No, you can't make me!" Corey said defiantly, for once sounding very much his age.

"Get up or I'm teabagging you!" Josh said, sniggering.

"Fuck off." Corey grunted without moving.

"I'm doing it." Josh said, unzipping his jeans. "The balls are coming out. Get up or they go in your face!"

"Fuck off!" Corey said even more loudly.

Josh climbed onto the sofa. He hadn't bothered to actually get his junk out, he knew just the threat would be enough. Feeling Josh getting closer, Corey jumped off from the sofa. "I hate you sometimes!" he said, peering through heavy eyes.

"Love you too." Josh said back, knowing his cheerfulness would just annoy Corey even more.

"I'm going for a shower." Corey said, looking back at Josh with utter disdain.

"Hey, Cor." Josh said as he started walking away. The younger boy stopped briefly and looked back. "Thanks again... for last night."

"Whatever, it's too early for any of that crap!" Corey said dismissively, then shrugged and added, "But you're welcome!"

As Corey headed down the corridor towards the bathroom, Dale passed by, coming through from the bedroom. "Morning." Dale said politely. He just got a grunt back from the boy, before hearing the bathroom door slam. "Wow, he's really not a morning person, is he?" Dale sniggered as he approached Josh.

"He's really not." Josh said with a grin, then kissed Dale quickly on the lips. "I'm sorry, for worrying you last night."

"Don't worry about it." Dale said, resting his hands on his boyfriend's hips. "Just... start talking to me, ya know, when something's up."

"I'll try." Josh said, leaning forward into a hug. He pulled away a few moments later and asked, "Any ideas what you want to do for your birthday yet?"

"Ugh." Dale scoffed, releasing his grip on Josh.

"Hey, none of that. I know you're not bothered about your birthday, but I wanna make this a good one for you. This will be the first one you've had since we got together where I'm not gonna be in a Benny-induced bubble of depression and misery!" Josh said with a smile. The wound was still raw, but making jokes about it seemed to make it easier, for both of them.

"Hey, there's still time!" Dale sniggered.

"Hey, don't joke." Josh said, frowning.

"No, really. If I can make you all depressed again, can I skip this birthday too?" Dale asked happily.

"Nope. We're celebrating, whether you like it or not!" Josh insisted. "Whadda you think? Big family dinner, party with the boys, foursome with Warren and Nick – they're gagging for another one by the way! Any preferences?"

"Yeah, death!" Dale said flatly, getting a swift punch in the arm from Josh in response. "I dunno. Big family dinner could be a laugh, it's always funny seeing our Mums ganging up on our Dads!"

Josh laughed at the thought of it. Every time the McKenzies and Spencers got together, it became a battle of the sexes for the two sets of parents. It was always fun to watch. It was nice being able to get together with Corey, Nick, Warren and Dale all at the same time too.

"How about this then?" Josh said. "We have all the guys over for a party Friday night on your actual birthday, then a big family dinner on Saturday night?"

Dale crossed his arms and stared at Josh. "And this idea... just occurred to you, right now did it?"

"Of course!" Josh said, offended by any implication of duplicity.

Dale just continued to glare.

"Fine. Saturday's already arranged. Mum insisted, it was my job to talk you into it." Josh finally gave in and confessed.

"That woman never changes!" Dale said, reluctantly amused.

"Nope." Josh said with a grin. "And she's YOUR future mother-in-law too!"

"You... think about that sort of thing?" Dale asked, somewhat surprised. It was subject they had never really discussed.

Josh just shrugged. "Sure. Don't you?"

"I guess so." Dale replied with a shrug. "I just didn't think you did."

Josh stepped forward and placed his arms around Dale. "There's not really much to think about. I already know I'm going to be spending the rest of my life with you. Having a ring on my finger doesn't really make much difference!"

Dale just grinned and kissed Josh, then pulled him into a hug. Josh held him tightly. Just a few hours earlier he had been worried that Dale would leave and never come back when he found out about Benny, it filled him with joy that they were dealing with it together. And yet, despite feeling more in love with Dale than ever, his mind kept wandering back to Warren.

"Ugh." Corey called from the hallway as he saw the two men hugging. "You two are sickening."

"Piss off!" Dale said back, letting go of Josh and laughing.

Greg opened his eyes and smiled. Warren was cuddled up to him, an arm wrapped snugly around him, while Nick and Sam were sat together on the sofa. He lay for a few moments, just taking in the moment. He had never felt so close to anyone before as he did right then with the other boys in that room. That was when his thoughts took a downward turn. He felt tears forming in his eyes. He buried his face into his pillow, trying to hide his crying from the two boys on the sofa.

"Hey, what's wrong?" he heard Warren whisper from behind him, a hand coming up to stroke through his hair. He turned over and buried his face into Warren's chest.

Warren looked over at Nick and Greg who both looked concerned as they realised what was happening. It looked like they were about to come over, but Warren gestured for them to stay where they were.

Greg just lay there, crying in Warren's arms for several minutes before his sobs stopped. A little embarrassed, he pulled away slightly and looked into his friend's eyes.

"What was that about?" Warren asked in a whisper.

Greg shook his head. "Nothing, it's stupid." He reached his hand up between their bodies and wiped his face.

"Come on, this is me, you know you can tell me whatever it is." Warren reassured him, squeezing him gently.

"It's just... I woke up and I could feel you right here with me, and those guys were right there, and... and I was happy. Really, really happy... and then I remembered that I've gotta go home and when I wake up tomorrow, I'll be all on my own again, and..." Greg stuttered his explanation as he started to cry again.

Warren pulled him close and just let him cry. There was nothing he could say that would make the boy feel better. He wished there was. He wished he could just click his fingers and things would just magically be better for him. For now, all he could do was be there for his friend. A few moments later, Nick came and sat at the head of the bed, then reached down and started stroking his fingers through the boy's hair, doing the same to Warren with his other. At the same time, Sam climbed onto the bed, cuddling up against the crying boy.

Nick looked down at the three young friends. He felt like his heart was breaking every time he saw how Greg's home situation was hurting him. He was feeling a little conflicted about what he had done with Sam too. It was clear the boy was a little confused about what he wanted, and he couldn't help thinking his actions were just making it tougher for him.

Then there was Warren. His boyfriend. His best friend. His lover. His first love. He couldn't help thinking back to his conversation with Dale earlier that week. How had he described his feelings for the boy? 'I see him and it's like the whole world lights up and all I want to do is hold him and love him!' Nick thought to himself, replaying his own words in his mind. He had meant it and he felt it now more than ever. Seeing how caring and supportive he had been with Greg made him so proud. As if sensing that he was being thought about, Warren looked up and smiled at him.

Corey was running around the pitch warming up while Josh stood in his usual place on the sidelines. He found himself looking round for Sam, but the boy didn't appear to be there yet. Instead he just looked round the rest of the pitch, smirking to himself about the number of parents, siblings and friends who appeared as unhappy as Corey had been to be up so early on a Saturday morning.

"Hey!" Josh yelled out as he felt someone pinch his bum. He turned to see Warren and Sam giggling, with Greg stood beside them. He didn't know which one of them it had been, but knew they were both just as likely. "Little gits!" he said, shaking his head.

"Morning." Warren said happily, laughing at Josh's reaction.

"Morning." Josh said back, hugging Warren and just smiling at Sam. "Hey Greg, you okay?" He had met the boy plenty of times, but the two had never really spoken much.

"Hi, I'm okay thanks." he said politely.

Josh squinted at the boy's somewhat quieter response than the other two and looked at Warren. The younger boy shot him an 'I'll explain later' expression so Josh said nothing else about it. "Isn't Nick with you?" he asked about his younger sibling.

"No." Warren replied. "He had some college work he needed to do so he's gonna meet up with us later."

"Well I'd better go and warm up." Sam said. He left his coat and bag with Warren then ran out onto the field. Looking back, he winked at Josh and grinned.

"He's such a little tease." Josh said quietly to himself, shaking his head.

"No Dale?" Warren asked, looking up at Josh.

"Nah, he's spending the day with James again." Josh said.

"Good, I wanted to talk to you about his birthday anyway." Warren said. As he spoke, he noticed Greg looking a little bit upset still. He reached out and grabbed the boy's hand, flashing him a quick smile, which was quickly returned. He turned back to Josh "Mum said we'd been invited over to your parents' house on Saturday."

"Yeah, family dinner." Josh nodded.

"And he actually agreed to that?" Warren asked incredulously.

"Well, not so much agreed, more like... he was advised it's happening whether he likes it or not!" Josh said with a giggle. "I think I may have actually convinced him to have a party on Friday night too."

"Awesome." Warren said happily, then thought for a moment. "Wait, what sort of party?"

"I dunno, just... a party." Josh said, shrugging. "How different can they get?"

Warren giggled to himself, then raised an eyebrow as he looked up at Josh. "Well it could be a party where everyone sits around, eats and drinks and just hangs out, or it could be the kind of party we used to have... with Benny!"

Josh turned bright red instantly, then looked nervously at Greg.

"Oh relax, he knows everything!" Warren said with a laugh. Greg just looked at Josh and nodded.

"Oh." Josh said, still embarrassed. "Well I hadn't really thought about that option. Do you think that's what he'd want?"

"I think what he wants is to pretend he's not even having a birthday at all." Warren replied. "But I dunno. You're his boyfriend, you should know better than anyone."

'Maybe I should ask Corey.' Josh thought to himself with a smirk. 'He seems to know everything else!'

"I guess I'll have to think about it." Josh said, deciding it needed some deliberation. "Hey, the match is starting." Josh was relieved to have a distraction allowing him to end the conversation.

Nick sat on the bench psyching himself up. He was determined, resolved, confident that he knew what he was going to say. He had been here before, talking himself into admitting how he felt but somehow things never seemed to turn out the way he planned. As he saw Callum approaching, he suddenly felt his resolve weakening. The boy was just so sexy. His dark blonde hair was swept to one side, revealing his stunning green eyes. His smile was cute, impish and ever-so inviting. Nick was always intrigued by the boy's piercings too, one in his bottom lip, one in his right eyebrow and a couple in each ear, and they were just the ones above the neck! He was dressed in his usual baggy jeans and hoodie, concealing his sexy, slim body.

Nick couldn't help staring and smiling as he approached.

"Hey sexy!" Callum said happily, leaning in and kissing Nick.

He knew he shouldn't be kissing him, he knew he shouldn't be running his tongue over the metal ring in the boy's lip, he knew he shouldn't be reaching up and running his fingers through the silky-soft hair, but he did it all anyway and loved every moment. Then the kiss ended and he returned to feeling nauseous.

"Hi Cal." Nick said nervously.

"I'm glad you called." Callum said, sitting down next to Nick. "I woke up horny as fuck and a wank just ain't gonna cut it!"

Nick felt a shudder of excitement ripple through him, then inwardly cursed himself for the reaction. "Cal, that's not why I called."

The boy looked round at him and frowned. "What's wrong?"

"I don't think I can see you any more." Nick said, the words almost feeling like they were cutting their way out of him.

"What? Why not?" Callum demanded, rubbing a hand down Nick's back.

Nick stifled a whimper at the boy's touch. He wanted to give in to it, to lean into the boy's hand and then touch him back, but images of Warren pounded on his consciousness. "Because of Warren."

"He said you're not allowed to see me?" Callum asked, still rubbing Nick's back, knowing how much it was tempting him.

"No, he doesn't even know about you." Nick said flatly.

"What then? Your relationship's not open any more?" Callum continued to probe.

"No, it's not that either, it's just... I've been... I can't... Ugh!" Nick rested his elbows on his knees and buried his face in his hands as he grunted his frustration.

Callum shuffled closer, the side of his body pressing up against Nick's as he slid an arm around his shoulders. "Come on, you know you can tell me."

Nick dropped his hands away and looked at Callum tearfully. "I think I'm in love with you!"

Callum stared back at him open-mouthed for a moment, then chuckled.

"Not... the reaction I was expecting." Nick stammered.

"You think you love me? You wanna stop hooking up because you think you've fallen in love with me?" Callum asked with a grin. Nick nodded. "And because of that, you think that what we're doing counts as cheating on Warren?" Nick nodded again. "You're as stupid as you are sexy." Callum smirked.

Nick looked almost annoyed as he was confused. "I'm sure you're right, but... why?"

"Because I am so totally, unbelievably and utterly NOT in love with you!" Callum said, grinning. "You're, like, one of my best friends and yeah, the sex is fucking awesome, but that's all this is to me and it's all it ever will be as long as you're with someone else. So this is never gonna be any more than just sex and friendship.... and more sex!"

"But..." Nick stuttered. "But if I have these feelings for someone other than Warren..."

"But do you actually have those feelings?" Callum said with a shrug. "We spend five days a week together, we tell each other everything and we have awesome sex. You're bound to feel stuff for me. That doesn't mean we're gonna run off together and live happily ever after, that's what you've got Warren for!"

Nick smiled at the thought of a 'happily ever after' with Warren and realised Callum was right. "So... I don't have to stop seeing you?"

"That's up to you. If you think you can keep doing it with me without fucking up things with Warren, then that's great. If you can't... I'm happy to just be friends. Believe me, you're a better friend than you are a fuck buddy!" Callum said with a teasing grin.

"Fuck you!" Nick said, pushing him away with a smirk.

"Any time you like." Callum laughed back. "But seriously, you need to figure this out. Maybe a good first step would be letting Warren know that I actually exist!"

"Oh yeah." Nick said flatly. "That's gonna be fun!"

"Maybe I could even meet him and see if he's as cute as you say." Callum said happily. "Now, how about that fuck?" Callum leaned over and kissed Nick quickly on the lips, grinned and added, "Nick.... I DON'T love you!"

Nick chuckled back. "Fuck off!"

The crowd cheered as another goal was scored. Warren missed it though as he was retrieving his phone from his pocket.

It was a message from Nick. [Hey, I'm over near the car park. Can you come over?]

[Sure, I'm on my way] he sent back. "I'll be right back." he said before walking away, leaving Greg stood alone with Josh.

Josh looked round at the boy. He still felt a twinge of embarrassment every time he saw the boy. The first day they met, he had been repeatedly humiliated by Benny at the swimming pool, and although Greg had never mentioned it, Josh still felt reminded of it. As he looked at the boy now, though, he couldn't help noticing a strange sadness in his eyes.

"Hey, you okay?" Josh asked, nudging the boy's arm gently with his own.

Greg looked back at him, shaken from his own thoughts by the question. He smiled weakly and replied, "Yeah, I'm fine."

Josh grinned knowingly. "I know that smile. That's an 'I've got a problem but I don't want to talk about it' smile, isn't it?"

"That obvious?" Greg asked, the smile dropping.

"Not really, that's just exactly what I do so I tend to recognise it pretty easily." Josh explained.

Greg looked at him for a moment, tilted his head to one side and asked, "Hey, you okay?" he smirked as he parroted Josh's own words.

Josh stifled a laugh, forcing himself to match Greg's earlier expression. "Yeah, I'm fine."

They both laughed at the exchange, both taking just a hint of comfort from knowing they weren't alone in their silent suffering.

"You ever wanna talk, I'm here." Josh said, casually wrapping an arm around the boy's shoulders.

Greg smiled again, but sincerely this time. "Likewise!"

Warren walked over towards the car park and saw Nick sitting on a concrete bollard. He hurried over to him, kissed him quickly on the cheek and hugged him.

"Hey, what's up?" Warren asked, wondering why Nick had needed him away from the others. Nick's expression had the boy worried.

"I just needed to tell you something." Nick started.

"Are you... breaking up with me?" Warren asked fearfully, taking a step back.

"No!" Nick snapped quickly. "Definitely not that, although you might want to..."

Warren looked even more nervous after that. He stared nervously.

"Look Warren, there's a guy I go to college with. Callum, I've mentioned him before. Well a while ago we started hooking up." Nick explained.

Warren grinned. "Awesome, is he hot?"

Nick chuckled. "You see, that reaction right there, that's why you're the coolest boyfriend ever!"

"True." Warren said with a cheeky grin, but it faded quickly. "So what about him?"

"I thought... I was developing feelings for him, beyond just wanting to sleep with him." Nick explained while Warren just stared blankly, giving nothing away. "It turns out I don't really feel that way, but for a while I thought I did."

Warren just nodded. "Okay, so... why are you telling me then?"

"Because it was tearing me up thinking I might be doing something that would hurt you. I figured telling you was the right thing to do." Nick said nervously.

Warren felt like Nick had just stabbed him through the heart unintentionally. Here was this cute, sexy, amazing guy who looked ready to fall to pieces because he just 'thought' he might have been cheating, while Warren had actually been unfaithful with Josh. 'Tell him, tell him, tell him, tell him!' a voice repeated over and over in his head. He silenced the voice and reached out to his boyfriend, pulling him into a hug.

"Thanks for telling me." Warren said, still suppressing his own desire to confess.

"You're not mad then?" Nick asked as he held the boy in his arms.

"Of course not." Warren replied. 'But you will be!' he thought to himself.

"So... you're still gonna be friends with him?" Warren asked. Nick nodded. "And you're still gonna sleep with him?"

"I want to, but if you don't want me to I'll stop it right away. You're my top priority. Always have been, always will be!" Nick replied.

"I trust you." Warren said, kissing Nick. "Although if this guy's so important to you, maybe I should actually meet him!"

Nick sniggered. "Cal suggested the same thing!"

Hand-in-hand they started heading back to Josh and Greg. "How's Greg?" Nick asked.

Warren shrugged and frowned, his mind still on Nick and Callum. "Not looking forward to going home." he explained.

"I wish we could do more." Nick said, his frown matching Warren's.

"He knows we're here for him. That's really all we can do for now." Warren said back with a sigh. He looked up as he felt a spot of rain land on his face. "Good thing the match is almost over. Looks like it's going to chuck it down!"

Later that night, Dale and Josh sat together on the sofa, watching TV as heavy rain pelted on the window. Dale felt Josh's head suddenly nudge against him and realised the man was starting to nod off. "Time for bed." he said, nudging the sleepy man awake.

"Yeah." Josh replied with a yawn.

Dale turned off the TV as they got up and headed down the hall to their bedroom. Josh flopped onto the bed without even bothering to undress.

"I think you might be right about James." Dale suddenly said out of nowhere as he undressed.

Josh found himself somewhat more alert after hearing Dale's comment. "What d'you mean?" he asked, propping himself on one elbow and staring at his near-naked boyfriend.

"Last week, when you said you thought he liked you. I think he does." Dale explained. His expression was one of amusement, rather than concern or anger.

"What? Why?" Josh demanded, sitting up on the bed.

"Well he didn't shut up about you all day. Although he thinks he annoyed you or something at the gym yesterday because of the way you acted." Dale finished undressing and walked over to Josh. "If you want to end things with me and go out with him instead, at least grant me one last blow job!" He grabbed his cock and waved it at Josh, giggling.

"Fuck off. It's not funny." Josh said, slapping the hardening penis.

"Ow!" Dale yelped, jumping away. "It's a little bit funny actually!"

Josh got up and started to undress as Dale got into bed. "Is this revenge for me making you do birthday stuff? It'd serve you right if I did dump you now!" he said, pouting. "Actually, speaking of birthday stuff..."

"We're not talking about it any more!" Dale said, pulling the covers over his head.

Josh threw the last of his clothing aside, then pulled the covers down to the bottom of the bed, revealing Dale laying there, arms crossed and looking annoyed. "Yes we are!" Josh said with a teasing grin. He knelt on the foot of the bed, then start crawling up towards Dale slowly, sliding his body over his lover's. "About the party on Friday night, Warren asked if it was going to be a... regular party, or maybe something... naughtier?"

Dale's breath quickened as Josh's body gradually came into more and more contact with his own. As he felt Josh's lips at his neck, he asked, "Naughtier?"

"Yeah, as Warren put it, the kind of party we used to have with Benny." Josh explained, before continuing to nibble at Dale's neck and ear.

Dale's manhood had quickly stiffened in between their bodies, particularly as he felt Josh's pressing against his leg.

"I like naughty!" Dale mumbled happy, closing his eyes and reaching round to caress Josh's back. "Just... let's not go hardcore. I want a fun party, not a hardcore orgy!"

"Okay." Josh said, pulling away and kneeling up. He reached over and grabbed some lube, quickly applying it to Dale's erection, making him moan at the cool, wet sensation. Josh positioned himself on top of it and let himself lower on to it, feeling Dale's hardness filling him.

Dale moaned happily, eyes still closed.

"So who shall we have at this... naughty party?" Josh raised himself a little, then lowered himself again as he said, "Nick?"

"Yes!" Dale said excitedly at both the name and Josh's motion.

Josh continued his slow rise and fall, saying a name with each downward movement. "Warren. Liam. James. Ryan. Sam."

Dale's eyes opened at the last name, staring at Josh. "I... erm... you think that's a good idea?"

Josh grinned and continued riding up and down on Dale's solid tool. "Sure, just imagine him here with us... taking off his clothes... giving us that cheeky smile.... that sexy little body...."

Dale was confused, unable to tell whether his excitement was coming more from Josh's words or his actions. Either way, he felt his cock twitch and just called out, "Yes!" He moaned, getting closer to exploding. "Will Corey come?" he asked.

"If you suck him for long enough!" Josh joked at the unintended double meaning of Dale's question. It seemed that the thought of the boy was enough to finish Dale off as his cock erupted inside Josh.

Josh continued riding until Dale was spent, then pulled off and shuffled further up until his own erection touched on Dale's lips. The panting man poked out his tongue and licked the head, making Josh shudder with excitement.

Dale reached up and grabbed Josh, then threw him aside, rolling him onto his back. Josh grinned happily as Dale suddenly took charge. Now it was Josh's turn to have his neck nuzzled, Dale's stubble tickling his skin as the man licked and nibbled at the sensitive flesh. "You know..." he said between nibbles. "This party sounds like it's more for your enjoyment than mine!"

"Maybe." Josh said happily as Dale's lips started working down his chest.

"That's what I thought." Dale said before taking a nipple between his lips. Sucking it at first, he then bit it gently, just enough to send a twinge of pain through it.

Josh's grunt of exhilaration was music to his ears. He moved across and did the same to his other nipple. "So you want Sam here then?" Dale asked, nibbling once again.

"Ah." Josh groaned happily at the shot of pleasure/pain. "Fuck yes, he's a little tease."

Dale grinned at Josh's reaction, then slid further down to lick the straining shaft of his cock. Another moan of pleasure. Not saying another word, he took Josh's stiffness into his mouth. The teasing, the fucking and the conversation had obviously turned him on more than Dale realised as it only took a few sucks before the cock filled his mouth with Josh's jizz. He swallowed it happily, then released the softening penis and moved back up to kiss Josh on the lips, the taste of his cum passing back and forth between their lashing tongues.

"Fine." Dale said, finally stopping to catch his breath. "I guess I'm having a party!"

Nick groaned at the noise coming from beside him. It felt like he had barely slept, but his alarm was already going off. He rubbed his eyes and looked at his phone, but quickly realised it wasn't his alarm, his phone was ringing. Taking a moment to allow his eyes to focus, he looked at the display. Greg.

He answered and said a croaky. "Hello?" He looked round at the clock. It was almost 1 am.

"Nick." Greg whimpered, but said nothing else, all Nick could hear was crying and what sounded like rain.

"Greg, are you okay? Where are you?" Nick asked, panicking.

"Outside." Greg managed to say between sobs. Nick dashed to his window, pulled open the curtains and looked down. Greg was standing there, staring up at him, completely soaked by the heavy rain. He ran downstairs as quietly as he could and pulled open the front door and gestured for Greg to come in. The boy started limping towards him. As Nick looked down, he noticed he wasn't even wearing any shoes. As the boy got inside Nick closed the door and turned to face him.

"Greg, what happened?" Nick asked, staring at the soaked, sobbing boy. He reached out to push the wet hair from his forehead. "Oh God you're freezing."

Greg just stood there, dripping and shivering silently. Nick picked the boy up. Whilst tall, he was extremely slim so Nick managed it without too much effort. Greg put his arms around Nick's neck as he carried him up the stairs and into his room. Nick put him down near the bed, then dashed out of the room, returning a few moments later with a couple of warm, soft towels.

"Get your clothes off before you freeze." Nick said.

Greg attempted to comply, but his hands were shaking so much he couldn't even grip the bottom of his t-shirt. Nick saw him struggling and gently pushed the hands aside then took hold of the wet material and pulled it up. It clung the boy's body, making a squelching noise as he pulled it off of him. Next he reached down and undid Greg's jeans, then pulled them down. The boy lifted one foot to let Nick take them out from under him, but winced with pain as he put the foot back down to raise the other one.

Nick paused as he reached for the boy's soaked underwear, not wanting to embarrass him, but the boy just looked too cold and upset to even care. He pulled them down, then directed Greg to sit on the edge of the bed. He raised the boy's feet and pulled the underwear free, then slid off the sopping wet socks too, throwing them aside with the rest of the sodden clothing. He took one of the towels and wrapped it around the boy's shoulders, then started using the other one to dry the rest of his body.

Greg just watched Nick work, still shaking from the cold and crying quietly. Nick finished by rubbing the boy's hair as dry as he could before drying both rain and tears from his face. Greg was still freezing so the older teen pushed him back, lifting his legs to make him lay on the bed, then climbed over and pulled the boy close before throwing the duvet over both of them. The boy cuddled up to him as tightly as he could, the crying stopping but the shivering still going.

"Greg, what happened?" Nick whispered to him.

"Dad went out for the evening, but when he got home they just started arguing again. They just kept shouting and shouting and I had to get out, but Dad caught me trying to leave and he dragged me back upstairs and threw me into my room. He just stood there yelling at me and Mum started shouting at him to stop so he started yelling at her too." As Greg described the scene, his grip on Nick grew tighter and tighter. "But then Mum started screaming at me too and... and I don't know what happened then, I was just on the floor and I was so scared I could barely even understand what they were saying. Eventually they stopped shouting at me and just started on each other again and went out into the hallway. I had to get out before they came back so I climbed out my window. I didn't even stop to put my shoes on. I jumped down but I hurt my foot when I landed and it was raining and... and I didn't know where to go and I thought of you and... and..."

He broke down into heavy sobs again. Nick lay there holding him, rubbing his hand up and down the boy's back, feeling the smooth skin slowly warming. By the time Greg had warmed up, he had stopped crying again and drifted off to sleep. Satisfied that the boy was okay, for now at least, Nick let himself fall asleep too.