Chapter Eleven: High School Hell

Killian Davy Jones *the ride was a short one to his house and he hopped out with Micah, the two teens running into the house to grab items. They returned in a few minutes, Micah carrying a large rectangular box and a bag, and Killian carrying two paper bags with items inside them. They loaded the items into the back of the jeep and hopped back in urging William to drive on. He leaned back, rolling a Zippo in his hand and smiling back at John, whistling a dark tune* i hope you brought your music Micah. My mp3 player was dead. Unless there's other means of music to be had *he added, laughing*

John Grimm He grinned at Killian, watching him with the light glint off of the zippo. He winked as he settled back in his seat, curious to see what an unsupervised evening with the goth would be like. And swimming? He didn't have any trunks. That was gonna be.. interesting.

He glanced over to the other pair and smirked. Too cute. Not that he'd utter that phrase out loud. He had the feeling he'd find them curled up together somewhere before the night was out.

And then hoped the same would happen for him and Killian....

Micah Watson *the ride was brief, and the supplies unloaded quickly into the house. While William went about securing the house for their fun, Micah found john and Killian practically snuggled up as they set out different foods that William either provided or Killian snagged for their night. Which left Micah with the task of preparing the hookah. He filled the chamber with clean water, assembled the large, ornate pipe with ease and filled the cup with sex on the beach shiisha. He attached the two hoses, covered the cup with foil and set the coals atop to start the process.

Coals now set and beginning to burn, Micah puffed on the pipe, stoking the heat of the coals and beginning to heat up the shiisha until the chamber below began to fill itself with vapors on its own* hey the hookah's ready if anyone wants a puff *he grinned. sticking the hose into the corner of his mouth he took the first drag, holding the thick smokey vapors in his lungs and letting them out in a massive puff* That's good shit.. *he smiled looking up at them*

William Turner *Once secured, William made his way back to where Micah was. He was largely avoiding the other two, wanting to give them their privacy. He stepped into the room and stopped, watching as the other teen set up the hookah. The piece was truly a work of art and he leaned against the doorjamb admiring the easy way Micah worked.

As Micah glanced up, he walked over and brazenly took the hose from Micah's fingers, letting it rest on his lip as he pulled in a decent lungful. He held it for a moment before turning his head to the side to let it out.* Yes it is.

Killian Davy Jones *he could smell the shiisha beginning to permeate the air around them and he grinned, looking up at William and Micah* hey don't smoke it all at once *he called, leaning back to snuggle against John's chest for a moment before turning and kissing him on the tip of his nose. The food was set out (most just teenage boy food ranging from spicy chips, cookies and other junk. He looked at John as he pulled his jacket off, tossing it and his shirt before subconsciously hiding the prosthetic behind his back. No one ever saw him shirtless, so sleeves usually covered the prosthetic. now he just felt like some cyborg freak, and hoped that his arm didn't look TOO freaky. He'd have to take it off for swimming however, so he was stumping it in the pool and jacuzzi*

John Grimm He didn't want to let go of Killian once the goth began snuggling with him. He /really/ liked the way it felt when they were close together. But as Killian moved away, he found himself drawn to the movements. And he was gonna be in a shitload of trouble when they finally /did/ go swimming.

He ignored where the prosthetic met Killian's arm, drawn more to the slightly smaller man's build... He licked his lips unconsciously and hoped he didn't look like an idiot when it came for his turn on the pipe. He had no clue. Even the rich, sheltered kid made it look easy.

Micah Watson *Micah grinned, grateful to see that William was enjoying the hookah after all. he was afraid that it would have insulted him or something, or tasted bad or... made him break out in a fit of coughing. something ridiculous.. He patted the seat next to him and watched William sit down. one hose per couple i would seem. not that there was any problem with that. Micah was hoping there'd be spit swapping at some point in the evening...

with that, he snuggled up to William's side and took the hose from him inhaling the vaporous smoke with a sigh letting it out through his nose* i didn't know you smoked will *he said smiling*

William Turner *He winked and grinned impishly* I have been known to do /bad/ things from time to time, Micah. I am not the angelic soul everyone would have you believe I am.

*He watched the hose rest against Micah's lips and knowing that they would not be interrupted, he leaned close and plucked it from Micah so he could lean in and deliver a proper first kiss. Even the addition of the smoky taste, William found he couldn't get enough*

Killian Davy Jones *seeing the apprehension in john's eyes Killian took his hand and dragged him over to the hookah and shoved the hose in his hand* take a puff or i don't sit in your lap *he teased him. he crossed his arms over his bare chest, jutting his jaw out quietly* I promise its not that bad. it's not like smoking pot or anything like that. Micah learned the hard way that shiisha is better than hash bricks, didn't ya mi? *he teased his friend, shoving Micah's shoulder. Killian laughed when the other teen whined and swatted at him, but made no effort to move from his spot curled up in William's side*

John Grimm He settled, looking up at Killian, brows furrowed a little. He /wanted/ Killian to sit in his lap. Making a face, he sat up a little straighter and gave Killian a mulish expression before stripping off /his/ shirt. And then pulled the hose from Killian's fingers. He held the goth's gaze levelly and pulled in a lungful. It burned a little, and he held it as long as he could.

Amazingly, he didn't begin choking as he exhaled the smoke, but he did quirk a brow and hand the hose back, opening his arms so the slightly smaller man could settle on his lap. "Better?"

Micah Watson *The first REAL kiss he'd gotten form William had Micah swooning again on the spot. he was grateful that he was sitting down because that kiss was sure to make him go tumbling to the ground. Laughing like a school girl, he looked at the other two of them, growing more interested in asking his crush, more-than-friend about his antics on the dark side. Hey, he wanted to get to know him inside and out*

So you say you've done bad stuff... what kinda bad stuff does a rich kid get into, if i can ask *he giggled, wrapping his arms around William's waist and snuggling up to him. Just the sight of Killian settling happily into John's lap and the two cuddling up was enough to make Micah relax, and he smiled. Utterly grateful now for having voted to come here instead of the dance, he sighed in content. At least they could swim, eat smoke and do whatever they wanted without scrutiny now*

William Turner *He laughed and leaned against Micah, content for the first time in a very long time.* I have smoked marijuana before. Several times. And I've been known to drink. I do not smoke cigarettes, because of the harmful chemicals in them, but I do enjoy a good pipe now and again.

*He shrugged, thankful for the courage to lean in for a kiss and did it again, just because it made him feel so elated. He could do so without fear of reprisal* I like to think I'm more of a bad boy than I am, but I am not.

Killian Davy Jones *Killian laughed* well if you ever pick up blunts again you wont have to worry about Micah stealing any of them. He tried pot one time and ended up in the emergency room. I guess he's allergic to it or something. Closed his lungs up and everything. I've never seen someone turn that shade of blue before in my life. *it had been freshman year, when he'd first made friends with him. Scary as hell then, but two years later, at least he could look back on it and laugh*

John Grimm Once Killian settled in John's lap, and feeling good from the buzz of the hookah smoke, he nuzzled against the warm, bare shoulder being offered to him. Eyes half-lidded, he listened quietly and draped an arm around Killian's middle.

He wouldn't nibble yet, though the temptation was there. Instead, he just enjoyed having the other boy close to him, warm skin to warm skin.

Micah Watson *Micah groaned and looked at Killian giving him a "wtf" look* jeez i thought you weren't going to bring that up again. Kind of embarrassing to have to admit that I cant be like every other teen out there, and just smoke a joint and have fun. *he pouted, but it was a playful pout as he snuggled up to William's chest.

Sighing quietly, he took the hose again and inhaled another draw of smoke letting out with a quiet sigh* Oh i almost forgot. Drinks. This shit dries you out. You have sodas or... beer or something? *he asked looking up at William*

William Turner Both, actually. *He reluctantly pulled away from Micah so that he could go to retrieve the beers and sodas for the boys. The beers would be attributed to Mrs. Jenkins, who wouldn't deny having had them. No one cared who drank, as long as it wasn't William.

He returned with the two six packs and smiled, setting them down* Is this alright? We can get more if we need to.

Killian Davy Jones *his eyes widened and he grinned, reaching for one of the beers* ooh imported. I like the way you shop *He laughed, snapping the cap off with his prosthetic (ok that was ONE perk of being a cripple he supposed) and took a sip* oh shit this is good *he laughed, looking up at William* My compliments to the designated adult who bought this!

John Grimm John settled back, stretching so that he could recline on his elbows and stare up at the ceiling. He drank his beer appreciatively, closing his eyes as he relaxed. "This is awesome guys. I'm glad you had me come along."

He was still acutely aware that Killian was still on his lap, but he found he was too relaxed to do anything about it.

Micah Watson *Micah smiled watching John and Killian. After a moment he stood up and wiggled out of his jeans. Now down to his boxers, he looked down at William and grinned* CANNONBALL, BAKAS!!! *he laughed, running and diving into the pool with a uncharacteristically large splash for his thin frame. he came up with a smile, splashing water around* its heated too? Damn!!! Now I'm definitely glad i skipped the dance with you guys! *he laughed, careful not to splash the hookah at all. Oh god if they got chlorine in that thing they were ruined*

William Turner *He laughed, watching and admiring Micah's frame. And seeing that he was already in the water, William stood and began stripping down. Slow, practiced movements left him in just a pair of black boxer briefs. He sauntered over to the pool and slowly lowered himself in, swimming with powerful strokes to where Micah was treading water*

The jacuzzi is even warmer. I thought you would like this.

Killian Davy Jones *At the word "Jacuzzi" Killian perked up and grinned looking down at john* Hot tub... is waiting for us *he grinned grabbing another six pack and motioning for John to follow him. he grinned, slipping out of his black skinnies and slipped into the jacuzzi with a his of content. He quickly unlatched the prosthesis from his arm and set it off to the side so it wouldn't get wet. and settled into the hot water. he grinned up at John and crooked a finger at him* come on in... *he said grinning like a little devil*

John Grimm John got up slowly and followed toward the jacuzzi. He made sure to hold Killian's gaze as he stripped down, toeing off his sneakers and dropping his black khakis. The addition of the hookah had relaxed him to the point where he didn't have to worry about the accidental boner. Smiling, he climbed into the hotter than bath water and groaned softly. "Oh dear god, this is perfection."

Yeah, he might've been just a little tipsy from the beer and smoke. And John'd never been either.

Micah Watson *Micah watched William swim so gracefully towards him and he blushed, ducking under the water a bit. Here he was splashing around like an over active puppy and making a mess of the pool, and William cutting through the water like a hot knife. But hey at least he was having fun. He smiled and splashed William a bit before flailing away and splashing through the water, He ducked underneath the water and held his breath, watching William from the bottom of the pool. He'd pounce when he least expected, and then dunk his perfect butt right down to the pool floor. he snickered to himself as he lay in wait, watching his chiseled body with growing fondness*

William Turner *He laughed at Micah's antics, enjoying himself immensely. He dipped under the water and swam around, looking for his more-than-friend. It was fun to be free in the water, instead of just swimming laps as he was wont to do while in the water. He'd never /played/ in the pool. Didn't know what it was that drew others to the water, but now he thought maybe he understood.

He wanted to play, to have fun.*

Killian Davy Jones *Killian grinned and leaned over John, to grab for another beer. He sipped it quietly, looking up at john before leaning up to kiss him. it wasn't on a dance floor, but it was damn good enough for him. he kissed him happily, unabashed and unashamed as he put the beer can down and wrapped his arm around the back of his neck*

John Grimm He pulled Killian down against him, opening up to the kiss. The initial groan of pleasure at having felt the water was nothing to the sound that escaped him as he wrapped his arms around Killian's waist. This was more along the lines of his fantasy, though it was better.

Beer and hookah was totally forgotten. This was where he wanted to be.

Micah Watson *the two romped around the pool for the better part of an hour before Micah flopped to the edge of the pool laying in a wet lump on the floor. He laughed and looked over at William, smiling a stupid smile at him before motioning for him to come over.

As William did, he felt his heart rate pick up a bit as he reached up and tugged the other boy down to meet him. Leaning up, Micah planted a kiss on William, nipping on his upper lip and lower lip before pulling back to smile cheekily at him* i was waiting for the others to be too busy to notice so I could do that *he said, feeling a little flushed and slightly embarrassed. He had no idea what he was doing, that was for sure*

William Turner *William laughed and gladly returned the kiss. He was content to just bask in the warmth that Micah was putting off. This was something he could definitely get used to.* Those two would not notice a train at this point. I think we have the run of the house. Would you like to dry off and go to my room? We can stretch out in the bed and watch TV.

*He hoped it was a good suggestion*

Killian Davy Jones *Killian found himself moving from his seated position to sitting in john's lap again. He grinned, feeling the prominent bulge against the other side of his thigh and he laughed, pulling back a bit to look down at him* You know i had a sneaking suspicion you were interested in me. By the point of the matter i see how much now *he laughed, looking down. oh who was he kidding he had his own boner raging in the water right now. but did that stop him or make him shun away in shame? Hell no. Killian leaned back and pulled john closer to him, twisting in his lap until he was straddling his waist and smiled at him, a wicked, dark smile as he leaned down to kiss him again. and if he applied just a little pressure, he didn't make a grand gesture of it... just enough to tease*

John Grimm John bucked up against him, gasping out a strangled sound. His fingers dug into where he was holding Killian close to him and he did his level best not to pop off right there. Holy shit. Well obviously, Killian had more experience. Pulling the slightly smaller boy down hard against him, he growled low in his throat and kissed Killian the way he'd been fantasizing. He put everything into it. He didn't have the wherewithal to vocalize anything, or come up with a snarky come-back. So he did what he could with what he had left.

Hopefully it wasn't too sad. Or desperate.

Micah Watson *Micah heard the moan before he could come up with an answer to William's suggestion. He turned his head and laughed, seeing the two of them kissing int he jacuzzi like horny bastards* oh god. We should go before they start having sex. I really don't wanna be in the room when THAT happens *he laughed sitting up* i like that idea. let's go! *he said, grabbing William's wrist and pulling him back to where they left their clothes. He grabbed his jeans and turned, smiling at William* lead the way *he said, picking up the other six pack of beer and taking it with them to the bedroom. When he stepped inside the room his eyes widened. It looked like an entire floor hotel suite. and it was just William's bedroom. He'd felt proud when he won his cupboard matchbox room but it dwarfed in comparison. his room probably filled one corner of William's. he blushed and ducked his head, looking up at him sheepishly* wow this is awesome. its like you could live in just this room and be set!

William Turner *He followed the gaze and laughed, shaking his head. As they started toward the bedroom, he called to Killian and John* No sex in the jacuzzi please. I don't want to be stuck cleaning the filter. There's a spare room just off mine. You're welcome to use that.

*He winked at Micah and grinned* This is what I was given to put me away from my parents. They like their own life. I get in the way. But I digress. I did not bring you here to speak badly about my life. I wanted to have you in my bed while we watch movies and decide whether we're going to be louder than they are.

Killian Davy Jones ‎*he heard the call from William and he looked up in time to see William and Micah slip off hand in hand. well looked like there was two couples in this house that was getting some tonight. he laughed and looked down at John smiling brightly as he cocked his head to the side* you sound a little debauched, john. are you feeling alright? *he teased him, running his finger along his jaw and neck. Leaning down, Killian nipped at his throat, leaving a red mark before leaning back. Leaning...

Purposefully grinding himself down against John's crotch as he did so. He laughed quietly and wrapped his fingers into john's hair, wrapping his stumped arm around his waist* let's go to that bedroom. I don't want will not inviting us over again cause we jizzed in the water filters.

John Grimm Debauched? Try just about to pop. He blinked blown eyes up at Killian and arched his chin up into that touch, baring his neck. He shuddered and bucked against his dark haired beauty and groaned low and frustrated. Yeah, he was close. Damn.

It took a couple tries before he was able to stand without blushing scarlet in embarrassment. He ducked his head, covering himself with his hand and grinned crookedly. "Yeah... um.. sure?"

Smooth, John. Once capable of speaking the English language, he was left to flounder, not sure how to string a sentence together.

Killian Davy Jones *Killian laughed and took john's hand in his. They grabbed for their clothes and headed up to the spare bedroom. One door was locked and talking was heard inside, so they avoided that room and took the next one down. Even for a guest bedroom it was ornate beyond belief. Killian found himself grinning broadly as he tossed his clothes onto the floor and flopped onto the bed, spread out and grinning like a loon*

well? Don't just stand there. i am here to be ravaged and to ravage *he teased, grinning and winking at John, a wicked gleam in his eyes*

John Grimm He was so willing and ready for this. Had been waiting since he saw the gorgeous baby-blues lined in kohl. Yeah, he was waxing poetic, and would never admit anything like that out loud, but he was. He was in deep. Smiling, he dumped his clothes on top of Killian's and sauntered toward the bed, wanting to look as suave as he could. "You want me to ravage you, huh?"

And he had /no/ clue what he wanted to do, but he was going to have a blast finding out. Climbing onto the bed, he crawled toward the other teen and made sure to brush up against him as he stretched out next to him. "I... have no clue what I'm doing. But I wanna."

Killian Davy Jones *Killian smirked at john, wrapping his good arm around him. he pulled the other teen close and closed his eyes quietly, leaning up to kiss him.* don't think just do whatever comes to mind. I'm not THAT experienced but i have a few ideas of what to do, and i plan on using every single one of them on you.

*as he spoke his hand moved down john's back to his ass, touching it gently before taking a hold and pulling john up flush. Now their body's touching fully, he ground against him again, rubbing through their thin underwear until the two of them were moaning quietly. As he did so, he slowly wiggled their underwear down until it was down to their thighs, grinning up at John the whole time. With their lower halves exposed to the cool air in the room, Killian shivered a bit and bit his lower lip, his hand grazing across john's back, over the mounds of his ass and across his thighs before pulling on john's body. he wanted John to move and rub against him. he wanted to feel that undulating motion against his lower half. Biting his lip harder, he stared up at John with a hooded gaze, moaning slightly* c'mon just let yourself do what feels right... *he paused and gave him a wicked grin* don't make me do all the work *he added, teasing him slightly so as not to make him so nervous.*

John Grimm He wrapped a leg around Killian's thigh and arched, matching the rhythm and rutting against the slightly smaller man. His head fell forward, resting his forehead against Killian's and he panted softly, groaning. The sensations were rocketing through his body and he grasped Killian's hip and shoulder tightly. Instinct took over and he ground his erection against Killian's, hissing at the delicious friction.

"Don't wanna..." he gasped softly, eyes rolling shut. "Make ya do all the work. Nngghhh....." His head was exploding. Or something. Hearing the breathiness in Killian's tone was doing a lot to make him come undone. He leaned close and licked his way into his partner's mouth. It was messier and far more unhinged than anything previous.

He was hot and losing his mind. "...Ian..." It was almost a whimper. He dragged out the single syllable until it was almost unintelligible. Any rational thought about how he might look fled his mind and he just gave himself over to... "Such a fucking hot...nnggg....pirate... aren't ya?" Random thought was random, but with the way Killian dressed and that fucking hot eyeliner, he reminded John of a pirate.

John leaned in and nibbled at Killian's chin, then a little lower to suck a spot into the tender flesh. Marking his territory. MINE, echoed in his brain as he saw the skin darken.

Killian Davy Jones *Killian's head fell to the side when he felt those soft lips wrap around his skin. He moaned low and gravely in his throat, the sting of the love mark shooting through his body like electricity. He bucked up against the other naked teen, their hips bumping and gliding together as the accumulation of a light sheen of sweat made their rutting a little easier.*

Pirate huh.. *he gasped, staring at the ceiling.* Guess i really should be wearing a hook shouldn't i? *he grinned, his right hands fingernails digging into john's back, leaving little red crescents in his skin* But then again.. *he growled, firmly (but not painfully) scratching his back as he thrust up against his partner, seeking out a wilder side to their frotting* would make for some amazing scratches on your back...

*Killian hissed again, yanking john's head up again to kiss him. Darker, rougher, he began to bite at his lips firmly, leaving them swollen and pink. He could definitely see John picking him up and fucking him against a wall... actually that sounded like a really good idea* You're making me go crazy.. but *he grinned, biting John's earlobe to hiss into his ear* i bet you cant fuck me against the wall...

John Grimm He did whimper then. Pulling back, he admired the rather impressive hickey adorning the pale flesh and let the full heat of his gaze rest on Killian's baby-blues. "Don't think so, huh? What do I need? I don't..." He groaned softly, arching and bucking to seek out more friction. "Don't wanna hurt you. Ever."

It had been his fantasy, pinning the slightly smaller boy to the wall and just /take/ him. Hard, intense. It was everything he loved about the gay porn site. He'd found a pair that had done just that and watched it over and over, mentally imposing his and Killian's faces over their ripped bodies.

He knew enough to know that they'd have to get lube and prepare Killian... but that meant... He bit his lip, hand dropping to slip between them, along the perineum before teasing the furled muscle. "We need lube... Because I'm gonna make you scream my name."

He knew the other two were probably gonna be the tender pair, and he just wanted to bury himself in Killian's tight heat and lose his mind. "Need you..."

Killian Davy Jones *Killian grinned, bucking up against him* actually i have a bit of a pain fetish... found that out the hard way. but.. i think i saw lotion in the bathroom. that might help *he panted, rocking his hips against him in hard strokes.

when he felt the finger teasing his entrance, Killian bucked, keening a little louder. There had been plenty of masturbation sessions where he'd fingered himself, but fingering himself and taking someone else's fingers/cock into him was a whole different ballpark. He smiled, dark and hooded an looked up at him* You better make me scream so the whole neighborhood hears me *he panted.

Sitting up, he pointed at the bathroom where he'd seen a bottle of fluid, whatever it was, and pushed john to go get it* hurry up. I cant wait... until you're fucking me *he growled. Stroking himself slowly, he spread his legs on the bed, his hand moving in slow and even strokes as he stared hard into john's eyes* or you can stand there and watch me jack off... whatever you wanna do.... but if you stand there, you get to clean up the mess with your tongue.. Your choice *he growled. Ok maybe he was a little commanding, but he didn't mind. he just hoped John didn't mind either*

John Grimm Oh holy fuck, that was hot. He stumbled, grabbing onto the bed to keep from falling on his ass and just /stared/. Oh. God. Killian was going to be the death of him. He nodded dumbly and turned to dash into the bathroom for the lotion. And as he reached for it, he saw it. Astroglide. LUBE! He nearly threw the lotion as he grabbed for that and turned and stalked back into the bedroom.

"Pain threshold, huh? Well, I think I'd rather test the pleasure..." He was stroking himself as he walked toward the bed, chin low as he watched Killian, expression predatory. He was seriously out of his element, but damn if he wasn't gonna try to get a grasp on it. He wanted to show Killian that he wasn't a waste of time.

He climbed back on the bed and tossed the bottle of lube next to Killian as he crawled up his partner's body. Taking a chance, he dipped down and traced his tongue up the length from root to tip. It was saltier than he expected, but not unpleasant.

He gently mouthed at the head, careful to keep his teeth away, knowing he would hate that too. He slid the length into his mouth, though he choked a little. Pulling back, he licked his lips, and raised a brow, hoping he did alright.

Killian Davy Jones *Killian moaned lightly as he felt john's mouth wrap around his cock and swallow him whole. He bucked into his mouth a bit, trying not to choke him with his cock, but.. it took every ounce of strength he had to keep from doing so. He whined a little, covering his eyes with his arm as john blew him for the first time* yeah.. pain... *he murmured, smirking wildly as john's mouth worked him for a moment before pulling off with a wet slide. He looked down at him, growling playfully as he fisted his partner's hair and pulled him back down to mouth-fuck him.

Killian looked at the bottle of lube on the bed and he grinned, letting a moan, louder than the last escape him. Oh enough of this. He needed dick, and if it was going to last all night, time and time again, then so be it*

That's... enough.. of that *he panted, pulling john off of him. he sat up and leaned into his kiss, shoving the bottle into his partner's hand again, having popped the top open just moments before* lube us up... i wanna ride you...

John Grimm The roughness was almost enough to make John lose it. He held onto his sanity, but only just barely. He tried not to choke again as Killian held him down, growling softly as he did his best to let his lover lead the way.

He licked his lips and took the lube, panting softly. He had no idea how he looked, lips spit slick and puffy, pupils blown. He tried not to drop the bottle as he drizzled it along his fingers and cock. He spilled some of it and shook his head, blowing out a shaky breath. "Nervous, sorry..."

He recovered as he used his now-lubed fingers to tease along behind Killian's balls. He paused to gently cup and play with them, testing the weight in his hands before he poked and prodded at the tightly furled muscle. His eyes traveled up the gorgeous, compact body and he fought to keep from losing his mind. "Thought you wanted it up against the wall? Or do you want that later?"

Killian Davy Jones *Killian paused, listening to john speak* you're right... *he grinned, sitting up. he pushed john's hand away from his lower half an stood up, grabbing his wrist in his fingers* wall. Now. *And just like that, Killian was dragging john to the nearest bare wall, pressing his front against it as he looked over his shoulder.

urging him playfully, Killian let his eyes drift as he felt those fingers push into him again. It was gorgeous, the invasion like painful silk as his fingers slid into him with ease. the younger boy pushed back against john's fingers, muttering dirty little nothings as his body both fought to pull him in more an reject him. The stretching stung like a bitch but all the more reason for his cock to dangle heavy with blood and twitch with glee*

Goddamn if this is just your fingers I cant wait to feel your dick.. *he groaned, biting his lip as he held onto the wall for support* c'mon johnny.. *he hissed, reaching back to wrap his fingers around john's cock, stroking him quietly*

John Grimm "Fuuuuuccckk...." He moaned softly. He let himself be dragged and found himself rubbing against Killian's smooth back as he began thrusting his fingers rhythmically into the tight heat. He bit gently into Killian's shoulder and briefly had the image in his mind of the teen showing up at school with multiple love bites and hickeys. Without thinking, he began marking the spot he'd bitten, making it large and dark. He pulled back, still teasing the opening with his fingers and growled a soft "Mine." Before nipping an earlobe.

At four fingers, he finally pulled back and gently pulled Killian's hand off his cock. He hated it, because he /really/ liked having that hand there. "You ready, sweets?" He didn't wait for an answer, taking to heart the other teen's earlier comment about the pain. He lined the head of his cock up and gently pushed against the now-loosened ring of muscle. "Oh fuck...yesyesyes.." He bit down on his mark and grabbed Killian's hips tight. There would be little finger-shaped bruises there later. Holding on, he gently thrust in until he could feel his hips resting against the warm, firm globes of Killian's ass.*

Killian Davy Jones *four fingers later and Killian was a mess of moans, limp in johns arms and incoherent mumbling. He bucked back against his partner's hand before the pressure of being filled by his fingers was released. he whined loudly, trying to push back and reclaim that pleasure. But instead of four fingertips, he felt the large blunt end of his cock. Killian inhaled a sharp, loud breath with a growl, pushing back against his cock. Slowly, the gratuitous length of his lover's dick pushed into him, further than those four fingers, and the sting, the pain replaced the dull pleasure. Pain that had him seeing stars and cursing loudly.*

shit! *he gasped as he felt John fully seat himself inside his ass.panting, the two remained leaned up against the wall, connected like perfect puzzle pieces and he moaned, biting his lower lip. He very nearly came all over the wall just at that, feeling so full like he was going to rip open any moment. but he took his time, breathing slow and even to push back the orgasm. Not yet... He hadn't started screaming yet.

Looking back at John, he grinned, rocking his hips back until he felt those hipbones digging into his asscheeks.filled so completely the goth reached up and pulled john into a filthy kiss, rocking his hips to rut back against him* you better fuck me hard *he hissed* I want us to come so hard and so many times we tear the room apart. Can you do that?

John Grimm He leaned into that kiss, growling as he shifted, trying to keep from losing his mind. Holy shit Killian was tight. One of the hands that had been gripping his hip so vise-like left and caught his chin so he could lick his way into his goth's mouth. His goth. His. No one would get to claim Killian like this again if John had his way. Feeling extremely territorial, he growled and deepened the kiss until Killian pulled away to tempt him further.

"You don't get to cum til I tell you to, gorgeous. Wanna hear you scream my name." And who knew he had such a domineering streak. John liked it. And he liked it even more when Killian rutted back against him. Soon as he knew the slightly smaller boy was ready, John began fucking him in earnest. The pace made sure neither would last long, but they would both recover for more fun. This first time would be more memorable in that they /finally/ got to have each other.

Within moments, he was ready to pop, but the sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room along with the sound of their harsh breathing. John really wanted to outlast Killian this first time. He really wanted to make the goth scream. "Mine...."

Killian Davy Jones *he panted loudly, his fist tightening in john's hair. He tilted his head back against his partner's shoulder moaning wantonly into the quiet room.* john.. ugh. god... i don't think Ive ever been this close this quickly ever. *he whined loudly, arms pressing against the wall to push back against his lover harshly.

With each time john thrust into his body, Killian's voice caught in his throat, before a particular thrust had him tipping over the edge a bit. A loud scream of pleasure ripped through his throat and into the room, a wild animalistic call that had them both shuddering*

JOHN!!! *he cried out loudly, biting his lower lip* i don't know WHAT you re doing but DO IT AGAIN!!! *he felt hi lover's cock brush against his prostate, sending waves of pleasure through him like tidal waves, overwhelming him and drowning him on the spot*

John Grimm Pleased that whatever he was doing was making Killian sound like /that/, John shifted and kept up the pace. He was so close. /So close/. But god, it felt amazing. He dropped a hand to grasp Killian's erection and stroked in time with his frantic thrusts, trying to push his lover over the edge.

He leaned in close and whispered dirty praises, crooning at just how wonderful it felt. He added yet /another/ mark to the ones he was making against that gorgeous, pale skin. He really hoped that Killian wouldn't mind too terribly. But at the moment, couldn't bring himself to care. "IAN... oh god... yes...please... so good...." He had no clue what he was actually saying, but it didn't matter, he was just enjoying the fact that he /was/ making the younger man lose his mind. So fucking hot.

Killian Davy Jones *he felt those sinful lips leave yet another mark on his pale skin. He bucked back against john's thrusts, a throaty growl bubbling up his throat as he felt john's fingers wrap around his cock and stroke him eagerly into the thrusts. His body was on fire, tingling and tightening. A pool of hot lava was growing in the pit of his stomach his legs shaking as he struggled to keep himself on the edge.

There was just no way he wasn't going to NOT come. it was too sweet, too hot... John was absolutely amazing and he could feel himself on the edge of total destruction, and he just couldn't' bring himself to care. But as John's hips angled just right, what had been brushing against his prostate was now full on assault, painful and beautiful.

Killian saw stars and the scream that left him was inhuman. he didn't even know he'd lost it completely, until after his white hot flash passed somewhat. His whole body was twitching wildly, his cock throbbing and dripping with the cum that had spurt forth and splattered the wall like a sticky web. panting heavily, he looked back at John grinning broadly, before pulling his lover in to kiss him dirty*

John Grimm John nearly panicked when Killian went limp against him. But he was heartened and excited when he felt his partner move. He was close, himself and arched, pulling the slowly rousing form tighter to him so he could chase his own orgasm.

His hips stuttered and he clenched his eyes shut tight as he cried out, burying his face against Killian's neck. Later, he might have remembered it was Killian's name he shouted, but at that moment, it was a wordless shout.

Shaking, he turned them so they could lean boneless against the wall and he laughed softly, kissing the sweaty flesh against him. "Oh god...."

Killian Davy Jones *Kilian laughed, leaning back against John's chest. turning a bit (but careful not to pull that sinful cock out of him just yet) he pulled his lover into a kiss, nipping his lip as he worked.* that was... amazing.. *he purred, wrapping his stumped arm around john's neck. Normally he'd feel self conscious of touching someone with that arm. most people his doctor's nurse included, shuddered every time they came near it. the prosthetic acted like a veil...

But now he felt comfortable, didn't care if john touched it or saw it. He was happy, and deep down he couldn't bring himself to care if John found it disgusting or not. He smirked and brushed his... special limb against his cheek, smiling* you are beautiful.. i have never felt that way about anything....or anyone...

John Grimm He leaned into the touch, not repulsed in the slightest. The fact that he'd put Killian in such a good mood helped. As soon as his legs were cooperating, he gently pushed off of the wall, but tried to stay as close to his goth as he could. He gently guided them toward the bed, away from the mess.

Unfortunately, he slipped out, but found he didn't care as much. He crawled onto the bed and flopped boneless and patted his chest. "C'mere, you. Wanna have you close to me. I've never felt anything like that before... "

It was the closest he had come to declaring any kind of feeling, and he was still flushed at having been called beautiful. He held out a hand, beckoning Killian closer.

Killian Davy Jones *Killian smiled and stretched out on the bed next to john, wrapping himself around his body as he did so. Killian groaned a light little happy sound as he nuzzled into john's side, burying his face in his neck. it was just perfect...*

man.. I'm glad I decided to come here instead of the dance.. *he murmured, wrapping his arms around john's neck. He looked up at him a playful grin on his lips as he loomed over john and smiled at him.* you are really amazing. i knew you were a treasure behind your dad's veil...

John Grimm He flushed at that, smirking. "You did, did you? Here I thought you saw me as a creep who just stared at you." He chuckled and leaned up to kiss Killian's nose, bringing a hand up to card through the dark locks. The eyeliner had been smeared a little and he found it was even sexier. "Love the way you look with the eyeliner.. so fucking hot..."

He stretched and pulled a blanket over them, draping an arm around Killian's waist. He was laying claim, though he was trying to be as subtle as he could. Did he tell his pirate, as he'd called him, how he felt? Really felt? They might've done this, but that didn't mean Killian would reflect the feelings behind it.

Killian Davy Jones *Killian laughed, feeling john wrap them both up in a blanket. he smiled and snuggled right up to John* so you think i look amazing in eyeliner? you know it was an accident that i started wearing it. i started the clothes on my own, but my female cousins pinned me to the floor and painted my face up with make up. I got it all off but the eyeliner. and got complimented by it. So... *he smirked* i tried it myself and it just stuck with me.

*he closed his eyes and pressed himself into john's body, curling up on his chest like a little ball of comfort* you know i could get used to this... *Killian smiled looking up at John* its amazing really... even without the sex. Shocking i know.

John Grimm He laughed softly and kissed Killian's hair gently. "Yeah? I could too. I.. " He paused, and looked a little sheepish, biting at his lip. "I have a confession, Ian.. but I think you can kinda tell..."

He took a deep breath and looked away, letting the words out in a rush. "I reallylikeyoualot." There. Said. He could deal with the fallout now. Deal with being laughed at after having had the best sex. Ever.

Killian Davy Jones *Killian heard the confession and he smiled, snuggling right up to him. He knew john liked him. Hell... the feeling was mutual. After the best sex and the two eye fucking each other for so long, Killian thought it was high time they both finally said the real words* Yeah I know you do... And you know what?

*Killian leaned over and nipped the tip of John's nose, smiling* I like you too. Like a whole lot. If that's ok with you. *he teased john quietly. Surely after such sex and such a confession, John was ok with that*

John Grimm And here he was blushing again. Damn it. But he was grinning. He gently framed Killian's face and leaned in for a surprisingly sweet and tender kiss. He gently bumped noses and then leaned his forehead against his goth's. His. "I'm more than okay with that. You have no idea how long I've been crushing on you. And how good it feels to say it, finally."

He wouldn't utter the "L" word, not after their first time. If he was going to be romantic, it would be under other circumstances. But John wasn't fooling himself. He knew what he was feeling.

Killian Davy Jones *Killian laughed and wrapped himself up tighter, nuzzling that nose so tenderly* yeah i know Ive been crushing on you for awhile... i was just too scared to do anything cause I got enough shit from your cronies without having to come across as some big gay black fairy or something.... or that you wouldn't feel the same. You never showed any interest aside from the staring... So i guess i was too shy to ask myself.

*never would he make that mistake again. God he and john... and Micah and William? they could totally get a place where they all could call home, and live happily ever after. an as much as that sounded cliche and "chick flick" romantic, he was totally ok with that idea... more than ok. Killian wanted to sign the lease right NOW* I'm glad you saved me that day... I might not have ever spoken to you..

John Grimm He nuzzled gently, content to /never/ have to move again. The feeling of Killian's warm, firm frame pressed up against him was better than anything he could ever have hoped for. He smiled and brought up a hand, gently tracing along Killian's cheekbones. And smearing the eyeliner more. He grinned a little, enjoying the closeness. "I couldn't just stand by and watch them hurt you. I couldn't. All that time, watching you, fantasizing about you.." that said almost grudgingly, and he ducked his gaze. "I couldn't just let them hurt you any more. And I wanted to /know/ that you were alright. I had to know."

He huffed softly, shrugging. It was hard to admit anything, even now. But he was glad he could. "You were always just so mysterious. And quiet. I remember watching you when we had to go to the library in English class. You were always off in a corner by yourself. I wanted to see what you were doing. Talk to you. Something, I dunno.."

Killian Davy Jones *Killian smiled quietly, listening to him speak* in a way... a very small way.. I wish you'd come and talked to me sooner... We probably wouldn't have danced around so nervously for so long... although at the time I don't know what your dad would have done if he'd known you were talking to me. I swear I heard him tell the football players to practice their beat down on any fags they saw... and I'm not exactly the most straight looking guy out there...

*he smiled at john again, wiping the frown from his eyes* but its ok.. At least we finally got to talk and... well.. *he smirked* Ive had plenty of candle seances dreaming about doing this with you...I think the reality turned out a hell of a lot better anyway...

John Grimm "You fantasized about me too?" It was so surreal. He grinned crookedly at that and leaned into the touch, eyes drifting shut. "Dad would've beaten me pretty bad if he'd found out about us. He hated it. Disowned his own brother for being gay. My uncle Mike. I don't see him, he lives in Japan now." He shrugged and turned to look fully into those baby blues and sighed softly. "You have the most gorgeous eyes... probably girly as fuck for me to say, but you do. First thing I noticed about you."

He swallowed and held Killian's gaze levelly. "I was so afraid you'd laugh at me, call me stupid.. or out me to my dad. I know.. stupid of me to think it, but the shit I had to endure at home was bad. And you were the reason I kept going. I had this whole fantasy in my head about us..." And there he stopped because that was admitting too closely just how deeply he felt.

Killian Davy Jones *Killian listened to him speak, his face falling into stunned expression. he saw just how much, how badly john cared for him, and it made his heart skip a few beats in his chest.* me? judge you? why would i judge you man? I'm a crippled goth with one friend. Ok four now, including you William an Remy. But... I have no reason to judge you. I'm actually really flattered that you feel this deeply about me.

*he looked up at the ceiling* I'm sorry your dad was such a royal dick. I still hold that I want to sic Micah on his ass. That skinny little shit would tear your dad apart...

John Grimm He laughed at that, watching Killian move. He tried to memorize everything. Every movement, every intonation. Jesus, he really /did/ have it bad. Poor guy would be up to his eyeballs in John's weirdness if he truly opened up. "Dad can rot his ass in jail. They took pictures.. y'know.. of the bruising and cuts and scars and shit. I feel like Frankenstein's Monster with all my scars."

He did. He felt out of place next to the guys with the perfectly toned bodies. Hated changing in the locker room next to his friends. He was built, sure, but he bore the scars of a lifetime of mistreatment. "You know I didn't have many friends either, til you two. Just Remy. He and I were like brothers. Still are, though I don't see him as much.

I.. look.. if I scare you with the whole 'feeling' talk thing, let me know? I've never felt like this about anybody before."

~*~

Micah Watson ‎*the words ran through his head like a livewire and he froze. face hot as lava and probably twice as red he looked up at William at the statement and stammered a bit. Oh god. Of the four of them he was probably the only virgin. And now he was blushing. C'mon Micah recover! THINK AND STOP BLUSHING!!* oh yeah probably... depending on the movie I could probably scream louder than any girl out there! *he tried to joke weakly. Oh what a fail. He laughed, a quiet little awkward laugh and shuffled towards the bed.

Grabbing the towel that will handed him, he dried off his thin boxers enough that they wouldn't soak his jeans and slipped them on. now he was wondering if it was a good idea that he'd left his shirt down by the pool. But here he was and he wasn't going to run away like a chicken now. Stretching out on the bed he smiled at his more-than-friend and rested his chin on his arms* what movie did you have in mind? a porno? *he laughed, shaking his head*

William Turner *He laughed, heading into his closet to put on a clean pair of boxerbriefs and a pair of sleep pants before he headed out and hopped onto the bed* I was thinking we could put in something fun and exciting, but if you would prefer, we can watch porn. I do not mind.

*He winked up at Micah and beckoned for him to come closer* Relax, dear heart. I do not wish to make you do anything you do not want to do. This should be fun for the both of us.

*He stretched out, offering himself for Micah's perusal and smiled* I am at your mercy.

Micah Watson *he swallowed and made a little awkward laugh. he looked down and kicked at the towel for a moment before looking up at William to meet his gaze* oh i was just kidding about the porn. We can watch whatever you want. I am just here for the fun. *he replied. Shuffling over to the bed, he looked down at William and smiled. He scooted onto the bed and curled up in the crook of Williams' torso, looking up at him with a little blush*

I don't think I'll be any louder than Killian *he laughed quietly, snuggling up to his chest* Killian's quite the moaner. Ive heard him. I think I'm quite a bit quieter than he is... *he paused, trying to redeem his virginity* but I think i can try if pushed, you know.. buttons and all that *he chuckled, staring into his eyes. Will had awesome chocolate brown eyes... *

William Turner *William didn't want to admit that he'd never actually done more than kiss someone. But he knew he'd have to. Sooner or later.*

I have a confession, Micah. *He bit his lip and reached up to stroke Micah's cheek* I have never done anything more than kiss another boy. Jacob and I. We kissed once. I have never...

*Taking a breath, he hoped he wouldn't be laughed at too harshly. He was so content with the other boy, he didn't want to see things fall apart because he was inexperienced*

Micah Watson *Micah listened to him for a moment taking in the words. William was just as inexperienced as he was. He sighed in relief, looking up at him* Its ok.. Ive never done anything with anyone either *he said smiling at him* so you don't have to feel embarrassed or anything. *he reached up and touched William's cheek as well. He smiled at him, leaning up to kiss his lips gently.*

you're probably way more experienced anyway. You probably did Lissie so you at least kinda know what you're doing. *he smiled at him* But if i were to lose it to anyone I'd want it to be you. Ive been crushing on you for three years. I think that that's a good amount of time to finally lose it to someone. And you? so pretty and perfect? I'd definitely be all yours if you wanted.

William Turner *He blushed at that, leaning into the touch* We did, yes. Twice. She felt I was inadequate, so we decided it best if we did not continue.

*He shrugged. It wasn't something he was terribly upset about. Women with their various parts confused him. He hadn't known where to touch or what to do to give her any sort of pleasure. He had felt inadequate. Having heard that Jacob had had her multi-orgasmic was a bit of a blow to his prowess, but he was coming to realize that he preferred men to women.

No. That wasn't entirely true. He preferred Micah to anyone else.* I would take good care of you, Micah. I swear it.

Micah Watson *Micah smiled a bit, hearing that admission. So William wanted him? over Lissie? that was a huge inflation to his ego and he smiled a huge smile. Wrapping his arms around William's neck he pulled him into a huge, wet kiss, rolling back so that William hovered over him. He really liked the way William looked, on top of him like this. he could get used to it. the thought of doing something enticed him and scared him all at the same time. But...

it was a good scare. he laughed quietly, leaning up to nip William's lower lip, sucking it into his mouth to bruise the soft skin gently. Micah really had no idea what to do other than the porno's he'd seen but gay porn usually jumped right to the fucking with very little in the way of foreplay. and for some reason, uncharacteristic of his age, he figured, he really wanted foreplay.*

William Turner *He laughed, letting himself be pulled so that he lay over Micah. Looking down, he shrugged a shoulder and brought a hand up to feather through his hair* I have never fancied the female form. And I find I want to do this.

*He let his eyes drift shut, letting Micah command the kiss, but the moment he began to pull away, Will leaned down, deepening it. This he knew how to do. He would have to wing the rest of it. But he could kiss and frot a little with Micah*

Micah Watson *he shivered when William controlled the kiss a bit, closing his eyes as he let the other teen push him into the bed further and he shivered, wrapping his legs around William's. His fingers ran in little light touches along his partner's back and he sighed, letting William's tongue invade his mouth. it was a little weird, but not unpleasant, and the more William did, the more he liked it.

And liked it he did. His jeans were beginning to feel cramped and tight as his member began to swell inside it. Just the friction of rubbing up against something was mindblowing and he moaned a little bit, suddenly biting off the sound and blushing. Micah laughed a bit, embarrassed that he'd made such a silly sound, honestly not even sure WHY he'd made the sound to begin with. He looked down, seeing the tent in William's sleeper bottoms and he swallowed. He wondered what it would be like to touch it... to wrap his fingers around another's cock and feel the weight of it against his palm. But what startled him more was the inane thought of: what would it be like if i let his touch mine?

Growing curious (and hot, he never felt this hot before... how weird), he reached down and unbuttoned his jeans, pushing them down a bit and his boxers. the cool air against his cock member made him shiver and he almost backed off into his shell... but he had a discovery to make dammit! Looking up at William, he slowly reached down and touched the front of his sleeper bottoms, feeling the heavy hard weight inside them. Micah's fingers explored, pushing the tops down until his fingertips met the warm, soft tip of William's member. He shuddered, pushing the cloth down further until he was exposed as he was. then the big move: he reached up, and placed his hands on William's hips. Pulling him down flush, he let their members touch full length, and he gasped a little, grinding up against him. It was hot, silky and made his body shiver in ways that masturbating never did. He had no idea what he was doing, but the more and the harder he ground up against him, the more pleasure he got out of dry grinding him.*

William Turner *Oh. Will was quickly getting into the swing of things. He knew the kissing and was currently putting everything he had into that. His hands were roaming the expanse of warm flesh that had been offered to him.

At the gentle tug of his sleeper pants, he gasped and arched, pulling back just enough to look down and groan throatily. Seeing what Micah was doing, he bucked down against his soon-to-be lover's turgid length and moaned softly. On a whim, he wrapped his hand around both erections and began stroking gently. It was difficult with the girth of both, but he managed. And as he rounded the twin heads, he twisted his wrist and smeared the pearly precum as it pooled and seeped down their lengths.

It was reminiscent of his own time spent masturbating. It was exhilarating that he could share this with someone who would not only /want/ him, but appreciate what he was doing.* Tell me you like this, Micah.. or if it is too....*he groaned* much..

Micah Watson *the fingers wrapping around his cock, rubbing against his partner's with slow firm strokes, Micah was on a sensory overload. he gasped a little louder than he' wanted to, a high moan leaving his lips. God he sounded like a girl, but the growing pleasure was making his head swim in ways he had no idea could happen. He bucked up into William's grip, feeling the sticky, warm slick of their pre-cum coating their members.*

no... n-no its not too much... its not enough! *he gasped, looking pathetic as he lay under William. he didn't know what to do with his hands, so he gripped William's shoulder blades, pulling him in flush as he bucked under him* more.... please??? *he begged, squeezing his eyes shut.

He felt rather small now. not knowing what to do next. He knew the basic function of sex. One person penetrated the other, a lot of humping an grinding, and two people orgasming and making a mess. But now that he was in the game, he was lost. he wrapped his arms around William's neck, pulling him down as he fought his body for some sort of control. Both scary and exhilarating, he urged William to make the next move. maybe if he did then Micah would know what to do next. because if anything, the thing he was most scared of was not pleasuring William*

William Turner More? *He gasped softly, body bucking against Micah's. More? He had never gone any further than kissing another boy. He was sure it was something along the lines of what he'd done with Lissie, but men didn't self-lubricate. He pulled back and looked over at his bedside table, then back at Micah*

Do you wish me to take you? To take this further? *He rutted against his palm and groaned at the dual friction of his hand and the addition of Micah's length pressed against him* We need to ready you, my...Micah. *the endearment almost slipped out, but that would wait. He shuddered a little bit, overwhelmed himself*

I want this to be perfect for you. For us. I need to get the lubrication and... *and he was at a bit of a loss, but he /knew/ that his girth would not fit into Micah's tiny entrance.*