Stefan and Ashley spend their last moments together. In a way you couldn't quite imagine.
He ran his hand over the warm grass, letting it tickle his palm. The cool breeze felt amazing against his hot skin.
"I love you, Stef." Ashley whispered, kissing Stefan's neck softly. Stefan turned his head a little and pressed his lips to Ashley's cheek.
"I love you too, Ash."
Their lips met, warm and gentle. Ashley wound Stefan's curls around his fingers as they kissed, swallowing the soft whimper Stefan emitted. They broke apart, Ashley took hold of Stefan's hands and gazed into his beautiful deep brown eyes.
"Stefan, there's something I need to tell you." Ashley said.
Stefan's heart stopped for a second. This couldn't be good.
"I'm moving away. I'm so sorry Stef. I don't want to but I've got no choice... My parents won't let me stay here."
Stefan's face fell. "Where to?" he asked, trying to hold back his tears.
He could see the pain in Ashley's eyes. Ashley drew his breath a little before choking out his next words.
"My dad... he got the job. I'm moving to America."
Stefan stared in disbelief at Ashley, who was knelt down on the grass, trying not to cry. "No...no... I-"
Ashley nodded. "It's true, Stef, I don't want it to be. I've begged my parents to let me stay...they don't realise how much I love you."
Stefan couldn't believe what Ashley was saying. His boyfriend - the love of his life - was moving to another country. It just wasn't fair. Ashley was the only thing that made him happy. Stefan's parents hated him, they were ashamed of their gay son, and Ashley, so they hardly let them see each other. It was ruining Stefan's life already, but Ashley had made him promise to not give up... Now, it wasn't once a week they would see each other, Stefan had no idea when they would next meet again.
"Wh-when are you leaving?" Stefan asked quietly.
"...Tomorrow. The next time we'll get to see each other will be next year."
Stefan silently prayed for this not to be real, as the tears poured down his cheeks. His heart shattered into a thousand pieces and he fell to the ground next to his boyfriend.
"Stef, don't cry!" Ashley said, taking Stefan's face into his hands and gently wiping his tears away. "We can do this, it's just a year. That's all it is. Just promise you'll stay strong, for me?"
Stefan nodded, sighing as he stared into his Ashley's eyes.
"Good. I love you so much." Ashley leaned in and rested his forehead against Stefan's. "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me and I can't stand seeing you cry. Let's make the most of the remaining time we have together."
Stefan smiled. "Well come on, I need something to keep me going for the next year."
His arms wrapped around Ashley's shoulders, Ashley pulled Stefan as close as possible and kissed him again, deep and hot. It was magical, possibly the best feeling any of them had ever experienced.
Stefan laid back down on the grass, pulling Ashley on top of him.
"Ash, I'm ready." He breathed. "Can we...?"
"Are you sure? Here?"
"Yeah, right now."
Stefan and Ashley - both being sixteen year old virgins - had no idea what to do now. They'd seen enough videos and told enough jokes but they just hadn't quite learned the full mechanics of gay sex.
Ashley decided to just go for it and kissed Stefan again, sliding his hands up Stefan's shirt and taking it off him. Stefan sighed as the cool breeze hit his body. His hands ran down Ashley's biceps and gripped hold of his tank top. He slowly pulled it over Ashley's head and pulled him closer. He used one hand to keep himself up, and the other was gently laid upon Ashley's cheek as they rested their foreheads together. Staring into each other's eyes, Stefan whispered, "I love you."
Ashley's heart ached every time he heard those words. He just couldn't bear to think about the fact that he wouldn't hear them again for another year. He wanted to cry, but he couldn't, for Stefan. He wanted Stefan to know there was someone worth being strong for. If Stefan saw him cry, it would make him worry. That was the last thing Ashley wanted to do.
Ashley lifted his hand to his cheek and took hold of Stefan's hand. The moment was so painfully perfect, just the two of them, sat together, alone in the huge field. The moon being the only light that shone down on them.
"I love you too."
Their lips met again and Ashley let his hands wander down to Stefan's studded belt. The clink of the metal was the only noise that could be heard, along with Stefan's quiet whimpers of pleasure as Ashley's tounge swirled around in his mouth. Ashley started to pull down Stefan's jeans.
"Wait..." Ashley said, getting up and checking his pockets. "Shit, I've not got protection. We ca-"
"I'm not gonna see you for another year, do you really think I care if you've brought protection or not?"
"There's no lube, either. It's meant to hurt with no lube."
"Fuck it. Fuck me." Stefan said. He grabbed Ashley and pulled him down again, landing right on top of Stefan. He messed with Stefan's jeans, pulling them right off him and throwing them aside, not caring how the hell they were meant to find them when they were finished. Stefan did the same, sliding Ashley's jeans down his legs, letting his hands glide across Ashley's thighs on the way. After taking off their underwear, they studied each other's bodies. It was the first time they'd seen each other naked. And the first time they were going to have sex. It wasn't exactly how they'd thought it would happen; in a pitch black field, trying to forget the fact they were going to be torn away from each other for the next year.
Without any warning, Stefan started to suck on Ashley's erection. Ashley made a high pitched moan at the sudden feeling. Stefan stopped and grinned at him. "Told you there was no need for lube."
Ashley tackled Stefan to the ground and their lips crashed together again, holding each other in their arms as they rolled around in the grass.
"Stef... are you really ready for this? Or are you just saying it because I'm moving away?" Ashley whispered, holding Stefan's hands.
"I've never been more ready for anything in my entire life."
Stefan took Ashley into his mouth again. Ashley was so shocked at how he never knew about this side of Stefan. For years now, Stefan had always been quiet, shy and always seemed to repress his sexual urges. He always said he wanted to wait until he was ready, and now that Ashley was moving away Stefan could hardly control himself.
Ashley started to moan louder, and Stefan grabbed Ashley and pulled him down again. Stefan willingly let Ashley lift up his legs and put them around Ashley's waist.
Ashley was a little grossed out about this next part. He slowly pushed his fingers inside Stefan, his hand trembling.
"Ah!" Stefan cried.
Ashley panicked a little and pulled his hand away.
"What's wrong?" Stefan asked, sitting up.
"I can't do it, I'm hurting you."
"No you aren't, it just feels weird."
Ashley sighed and looked Stefan in the eyes. "Are you sure you're okay with this?"
"Yes! I'm fine with it, just... don't stop if you hurt me."
Ashley put Stefan's legs around him again and started to push into him.
Ashley was just about to pull out until he remembered. He pushed harder, the 'lube' being dry, making Stefan scream.
"Oh, shit. Stef are you okay?" asked Ashley.
"Yeah, keep going."
Ashley pushed again, even harder. He felt kinda bad, Stefan's screams sounded like he was going to cry. He looked at Stefan, who was scrunching up his eyes and whimpering underneath Ashley.
After he was all the way in, he gave Stefan a moment to relax. Their lips pressed together and the moonlight shone down on them, their skin glowing.
"Ready?" Ashley asked, taking hold of Stefan's waist. Stefan nodded.
Ashley thrust into Stefan slowly, their lips colliding again. Stefan still wasn't able to relax, something told Ashley Stefan was still in pain when he bit down hard on Ashley's lip.
This time it was Ashley's turn to yell.
"Sorry! Here, let me kiss is better."
Ashley pulled out slowly and pushed back in at the same pace several times until Stefan's expression lightened and became clear that pleasure was starting to seep through the burn.
"How does that feel?" Ashley said.
Stefan's eyes remained shut but a smile graced his features. "Amazing..." he panted.
"Does this mean I can go faster?"
"Just don't stop." Stefan moaned.
Ashley smirked as his pace picked up and his thrusts gained a little in power.
All the pain Stefan had felt had vanished and he was bucking his hips in time with Ashley's, feeling so crazily desperate for friction.
Their bodies entwined in one another, hot flesh sticking on more hot flesh, rhythmatic thrusting, heavy breathing and an excited Stefan as he felt the thrill of his nipples rubbing up against Ashley's.
"Oh God, Ash, I'm gonna-"
Ash pushed his lips to Stefan's and his tounge slipped inside his mouth. Stefan's moans got louder and shakier as he begged for more.
Ashley's pushes got slower but so much more powerful it brought intense - and almost unbearable - pleasure to the both of them.
Within a few more good thrusts both Stefan and Ashley were trying their absolute hardest not to let go, but just hold on a bit longer.
A definite sign that they were both ready, both males tensed up and with a slow sighing moan, finally climaxed togther.
They fell backwards onto the grass, both covered in a sticky mess.
"I love you," Ashley panted, rolling over and grabbing his boyfriend. "Do you know that? I love you so fucking much."
Stefan had forgotten Ashley was leaving. His eyes widened as he remembered.
"I just wish you didn't have to go." Stefan said quietly.
Ashley pulled him close and hugged him. "Me neither, Stef. But it's only a year, we can do this."
"But what about after that? Will I have to wait another year before I can see you again? I don't think I can make it, Ash."
Ashley took hold of his hands. "Listen to me. We might be separated for a long time but that does not mean I'm gonna love you any less. I'll always love you, no matter what happens. And anyway, it's not long until we're 18. We'll be able to move out and get a place of our own so we won't have to do this anymore. And I know this is gonna sound insane, but someday, I want to be your husband. Will you please just hold on, for me?"
Stefan couldn't believe what Ashley was saying. Tears streamed down his face as he took in Ashley's every word.
"Okay then, I'll try." Stefan said shakily, not bothering to wipe the tears from his face. "I love you Ashley."
Ashley walked Stefan back home. It took them half an hour to find their clothes, which were all covered in grass and mud. They were both hours late home, their parents were probably going insane. But this was their last night together. They couldn't give a fuck about their parents.
"Stef, if your mum says yes, you could come to the airport with me tomorrow... maybe even sleep over tonight?" Ashley offered.
Stefan knew the answer already. No. He'd kill for just another few minutes with Ashley.
"I'll ask, I probably won't be though."
Ashley's hopeful face dropped as Stefan stepped inside his house.
"Where have you been?" Stefan's brother shouted, pushing him against the wall.
"Nowhere. Fuck off."
"Don't get clever with me. You're filthy. What the fuck have you been doing?" He pinned Stefan to the wall.
"HAHA! You? Football? MUM, STEFAN WON'T TELL ME WHERE HE'S BEEN!"
Stefan wriggled out of his brother's grip and tried to run up the stairs when his mum's hand grabbed the collar of his shirt.
"You've been with Ashley again, haven't you?" She said, staring him in the eyes.
"Don't lie to me."
"I'm not, I haven't seen Ashley all week."
"Then what's he doing standing outside?" Stefan's brother called.
"I've told you before, Stefan. I don't like Ashley."
"Well you don't have to, he's moving to America tomorrow so you can shut the fuck up about it then." Stefan snapped back, by this point he was shaking and ready to hit something. The next thing he knew, his cheek was stinging. His mother had hit him.
"Don't talk to me like that, Stefan. Say anything else and I'll kick the shit out of you." Stefan turned away and ran off upstairs, tears falling down his face. "I'm glad Ashley's going, maybe then you'll come to your senses and get a fucking girlfriend. You're an embarrasment to the whole family, no wonder he's leaving." She said.
Stefan slammed his door and ran to his bedroom window.
"Stefan? Are you okay?!" Ashley shouted.
"I can't do this anymore Ash. I need to leave."
Stefan had talked about running away before, but he'd never actually done it. Ashley's mum had even agreed to let Stefan stay with them if he ever needed a place to go. But now it was too late. Ashley was moving to America.
Stefan grabbed his wallet, some clothes and his phone and stuffed them in a bag.
"Ash, catch!" he shouted, throwing it out of the window. Stefan wasn't that good at throwing things, and Ashley wasn't good at catching things either, so he had to dive to catch the bag.
Stefan opened his window the widest it could go.
"What are you doing?!" Ashley screamed as he saw Stefan climing out of his window.
"Fucking leaving. Okay, Ash, get ready." Stefan said.
Before Ashley could react Stefan jumped down. Ashley rushed forward. Like an idiot, he closed his eyes. He knew he didn't catch him.
But then Ashley felt Stefan's weight in his arms. He opened his eyes to see Stefan, eyes wide open and panting. Stefan pulled Ashley's head down and kissed him.
Jumping out of Ashley's arms, Stefan grabbed Ashley's hand and ran as fast as he could down his street.
"We're leaving. I've been saving up for years, Ash. I have enough money to get us far away from here and somewhere to stay until we can afford a proper place."
Ashley's heart was pounding. This was the craziest thing he'd ever done. It wasn't like either of them to run away from home.
"Are you with me on this, Ash?" Stefan said.
Ashley didn't even stop to think. He didn't need to.