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Chapter Four





Dev lay on the floor, Jos's arms tight around him, slowly drifting down from his high as reality began to filter in again. Iam lying on the floor in the science room, he though sleepily, with my pants off, wrapped in Joscelin's arms. He sifted through that fact for a moment, until a new, more urgent one came to him. The door is unlocked.

Dev bolted upright, jerking Jos with him as the other male refused to let go. Jos made a sound of protest and tried to tug Dev back down again, looking like he was on the verge of falling asleep.

"Joscelin," Dev said, nudging him, pausing to stare when Jos sighed and rolled into his back. Oh, nice, he thought with aslow grin. "Jos, man. Get up. You need to get up."

"Why?" Jos murmured, cracking his eyes open and giving a small smile, raising his arms above his head in a slow, languid stretch that momentarily derailed Dev's train of thought. Joscelin grinned wider as he noticed Dev's look, slowly pushing himself into sitting position and leaning forward, brushing his lips softly against Dev's.

"Why do we need to get up?" He whispered against Dev's lips.

"Because the door is unlocked, and the thirty minutes is almost up."

Joscelin stilled, then pulled back with a sigh."That would be a good reason, wouldn't it," he muttered. Dev nodded and watched as he got to his feet, stretching again before nudging him with his toe. "You need to get up too, sweet thing," he said with a smile.

Dev blushed slightly and rose to his feet, pulling his clothes back into place as Jos did, silently walking over to the sink and gathering paper towels and soap. Jos silently took the paper towels from Dev's hand as he came back from the trash can, leaning in for a quick kiss before turning to clean up the mess they had made. He grinned as he noticed Dev's blush. Damn, he's shy, Jos thought with delight. Never would have pegged him as a blusher.

Finally they finished and settled back into their seats, pulling their notes and pencils over as if they had been working. They sat in silence, just staring at each other, Jos content to look and be looked at, Devon uncertain of what to say.

"So, I guess this means that you're..." Dev said, trailing off.

Jos smiled. "Gay? Yeah, I'm gay."

"And you and Jerry are...?"

Jos shook his head and smiled at the slightly jealous note in Dev's voice, knowing that Dev probably didn't even realize it was there. "No, me and Jerry haven't been together in a while."

"How long's a while? Like, six months?"

"Try two years," Jos said dryly. "We haven't done anything since sophomore year."

Dev blinked, surprised. "That's a long time," he finally said, tilting his head to the side as if considering something. "If you weren't with Jerry have you been with...?"

"Anyone else? Not since beginning of junior year. And we need to work on your question finishing abilities."

Dev blushed, ducking his head down, drawing alow laugh out of Jos. "I love that blush," Jos said, voice slightly husky, leaning forward and placing a kiss to Dev's neck. "It's so cute. And wear your shirt up higher," he said, tugging the shirt up slightly with his teeth.

"Why," Dev asked, surprised by the change in topic.

"Because you have a hickey I don't think you want to explain."

Dev blushed harder. "Oh," he said, tugging up his shirt. "Good idea."

"Yes," Jos said, pulling back with a laugh, "I think it is too."

Dev took a breath as if to say something, only to stop when the classroom door banged open.

"Hello, kiddies," Mr. Jones said, walking into the room, a bag of fast food in one hand. "Are you enjoying your experiment?"

Dev ducked his head down, eyes wide, blushing again while Jos laughed. "Yeah, Mr. Jones," Jos said. "We're having some fun with it."

"Good, good," the teacher replied, removing his tie and tossing it onto a table, reclining back in his chair. "I wouldn't want to think that you too weren't enjoying yourselves. You two almost finished?"

"Yeah," Jos said, barely managing to keep astraight face. "We have a few more minutes of work, then the clean up and we'll be done."

"Good, good. Well, get to it." Mr. Jones waved his hand, already not paying attention as he scrolled through his iPod for agood song.

"Aren't you not supposed to leave campus or have iPods?" Dev asked under his breath as he tried to focus on the lab.

"Technically yes, but I don't think he really cares," Jos answered with a slight smile.

Dev shook his head, a slow smile spreading across his face as he turned back to the lab, pretending to take notes as he squirmed under Jos's heated stare.





"What's got you so happy?" Jerry asked, voice low.

Joscelin looked up from his sketch, a small smile on his face. "Hmm?"

With a laugh Jerry asked again "What has you so happy? You've been sitting there daydreaming with that little smile on your face since the beginning of class."

"Well its not like I need to pay attention. It is art," Jos pointed out before ducking his head back down, trying to hide his smile.

"I know its art. And that was a very nice dodge, but I still want to know why you're grinning like a fool."

"No reason," Jos said.

"Right. No reason. You're just jumped up on euphoria from doing more science during lunch."

"Something like that," Jos murmured under his breath, laughter evident in his voice.

"Something like that? You spent an entire fifty minutes with Dev in the science wing, doing a biology experiment, and you-"Jerry stopped suddenly, eyes going wide, a grin spreading across his face."That's it, isn't it? You spent the fifty minutes with Dev. Something happened. What happened? What did you do?"

"Nothing," Jos said with a laugh, "And keep your voice down."

"Nothing? Nothing my ass. What did you do? Spend the entire time fantasizing? Wondering what it would be like to give him a blow job? That always puts a smile on your face."

"Fantasizing? No, not quite."

Jerry stilled and ducked his head down, looking up at Jos, taking in his wicked grin and...

"Your lips are swollen." Jerry said softly, grinning. "And," he reached out and tugged at Jos's collar, grinning at what he saw beneath the shirt. "You have a hickey on your neck. You did it, didn't you?You made your move?"

Jos grinned and nodded, still looking down, glancing at Jerry out of the corner of his eye.

"Well," Jerry said, "Details, boy, I want details. What happened, what did you do, how did he react."

Joscelin laughed and shook his head. "Nope. No details yet."

"What? Why not? I give you details."

"I know, for which I am eternally grateful. But I kind of want to...sit on this one for a little bit before I say anything."

"Ah," Jerry nodded his head in understanding."Savoring the moment. I get it. Well, you won't give me details, but that doesn't stop me from guessing. So. Make out session?" He eyed Jos's expression."No, doesn't seem like that. Maybe you felt each other up? Did a little rubbing together? No? Hmmm..."

He trailed off, thinking back over the conversation. With a slow grin he turned and looked at Jos. "Not quite fantasizing? You sucked him off, didn't you? Yes you did! I recognize that look."

"Well, kind of," Jos finally said. "I don't think you can say 'sucked him off' because technically that isn't what happened."

"It wasn't, huh? And what did happen? You sucked him, but you didn't get him off? Yeah, that's what you did, you're blushing. Now why would you do that?" Jerry settled down, intent on finding out what happened. "What do I know about you...?" He mused. "You like to give blow jobs. You are quite fond of lots of foreplay. You almost always have to be on top. You like to come at the same time as-" Jerry stopped. "That's it, isn't it? You didn't get him off because you wanted to come at the same time as him. You went all the way, didn't you?"

Joscelin nodded, looking up with a grin to meet Jerry's eyes as Jerry let out a delighted laugh. "How the hell did that happen?" he asked. "I thought you weren't planning on going that far that fast."

"I wasn't," Jos said. "It just kind of...happened. One of those one thing led to another moments."

"Those are great moments. So, how did he take it? Good, bad?"

"Eagerly."

Jerry snorted. "You know that wasn't what I was asking. How was he afterwards? Confused, happy, what?"

"Uh, I would say pretty happy, maybe a bit uncertain. I don't think the full impact of what happened had fully hit home."Joscelin grinned. "He blushes. A lot. It's the sexiest thing."

"Jos, that boy has got you wrapped around his little finger and he doesn't even realize it, does he? You are so hopeless."

"I know. Isn't it great?"

"Yes, it is a wonderful feeling, isn't it?"Jerry stared off for a moment, thinking things over, his grin slowly fading, replaced by worry. "Jos, man," he said, his serious tone making Joscelin pause and look up in concern. "How much did you show him? Did he see the kink?"

Jos was silent a moment before reluctantly answering. "No, he didn't see it. I didn't want to freak him out, and he was willing to do what I wanted, so it wasn't really coming out at all."

Jerry nodded slowly. "You need to tell him soon, though. You know that, right? Because its not exactly something that you can keep a secret, and its going to freak him out if he isn't expecting it, especially since he's knew to this kind of thing."

"I know," Jos sighed. "I was going to tell him after school today."

Jerry smiled. "No, you were going to show him after school today. I recognize that look in your eye." Joscelin smiled and ducked his head down, banishing gloomy thoughts from his mind. "Yes you were, you horny little lust machine. You can't wait to have him again, can you?"





"You're looking a little absentminded there, Dev." September murmured as she picked up her speed and fell into stride beside him.

"What makes you say that?" Dev asked as he started his third lap of the track, dodging around a slower group in front of him.

"You almost ran over a freshman you didn't even realize it."

Dev cocked his head to the side. "I did?"

"Yeah. And why do you keep wincing?"

Dev felt a slight blush beginning to stain his face. "No reason," he said, trying to sound nonchalant. "Just the knee, Iguess."

September cast him a look out of the corner of her eye. "Yes. Your knee. Of course."

"You don't believe me? I am hurt," Dev said, placing a hand over his heart.

"You're wincing with every step, Dev, not just the ones you take with your left leg. So no, I have to say that I don't believe you. You going to tell me why your hurting?"

"Uh, no," Dev said, shaking his head. "I would prefer not to."

"Suit yourself," September said, voice unconcerned. "If you feel like chatting I'll be half a lap behind you, because I don't feel it necessary to keep up this speed for gym class."

Devon grinned as September dropped back, slowing her speed to her normal pace. Alone again Dev let his mind wander, trying to distract himself from the ache he was feeling.

Joscelin's hands tracing down his abs, fingers wrapping around his cock, stroking lightly. Tongue swirling and sliding across his shaft, the male's voice low and husky as he whispered in Dev's ear-

No! Dev tore his mind away. Not good. Bad thoughts. Bad thoughts for gym class. He did not want to have to deal with an erection on top of the soreness he was already feeling, and he had no doubt that recalling what had happened would lead just to that.

Devon thought over what had happened anyways, almost missing the whistle that signaled the end of class. He followed the other kids back to the locker rooms, walking in a daze. He tried to keep his rehash clinical, though from the heat flooding through him knew he was failing.

Jos has said that he was bisexual, that he had known it for a long time. Dev frowned, trying to think over any indication he might have given Jos that made the male aware of his sexual orientation. Idon't think I've done anything, Dev thought.

You have erotic dreams that feature both men and women, a little voice in the back of his mind spoke up. Dev scowled. Jos doesn't know that, he thought back.

You sometimes stare at the other guys when you're changing for gym and football, the voice shot back.

Well Jos never played football, he doesn't know that.

He had gym with you his sophomore and junior years, the voice replied, sounding smug.

Still, two years, I could have just been daydreaming or something, Dev insisted

Yes. About other men.

He doesn't know that!

/Fine/, the voice said. Whenever you see a cute guy you give him a look.

A look, Dev thought, exasperated. I look at tons of people, that doesn't-

You start at their heads and work down, slowly I might add, lingering around their chest and abs, and then you go lower and stare at their crotch, and if you like what you see you lick your lips and do it again.

...I do?

Yes.

Did I just lose an argument with myself, Dev wondered was he finished changing, finding that he had no response. I think Idid. Dammit, I need to talk to Bob about this. I don't really give looks like that, do I?

"I see you have yet to recover from your bout of daydreaming," September said as she met him outside the locker rooms, walking with him toward the library. "Maybe you should consult the dice."

"Do what?" Dev said, the odd words drawing him out of his thoughts.

"Consult the dice," September repeated patiently, displaying her velvet bag. "You are clearly experiencing some type of quandary. When I experience a quandary, such as what chair to sit in at lunch, I consult the dice, and they tell me what to do."

"You always take Tim's chair at lunch," Dev pointed out, "Regardless of what numbers show up on the dice. I've looked."

"I ask a different question," September replied serenely. "Would you like to cast and seek the help of the Fates?"

"Uh, no. I'm good." Dev said, shaking his head."But it is nice of you to ask. I know how you don't like people touching your dice."

"No, I don't. Well then, I leave you to your thoughts." She said, pausing in front of her next class. "Maybe Jos can help you out with them. You two have study hall together."

Dev's breath caught as he watched September walk into her classroom. He stared after her a second before turning to the library across the hall. Slowly he walked forward, looking through the door, eyes immediately finding Jos, who sat at their usual table, homework already out.

"Hey Dev," Jos said, his normal greeting, his normal tone of voice, his eyes remaining trained on the book in front of him.

"Jos," Dev replied, trying to achieve the same level of calm. He dropped his bag and took a seat across the table, pulling out his own work, frowning as he tried to decide why an odd disappointment was gripping his chest. He glanced over to see what Joscelin was working on and felt a blush staining his cheeks as he eyed to open science book. Tearing his gaze away he looked up, meeting Jos's wicked grin, grey eyes hungry.

"How are things going?" Jos asked, tone still normal, calm.

"Good," Dev answered, voice hoarse. "Things are going...good."

"Nice, nice," Jos murmured, voice barely reaching Dev's ears as he leaned back in his chair, settling the science book against an upraised knee. "Maybe later things can get even better."

Dev looked down fast, knowing his eyes were wide, breathing too fast. If he looked up he knew Jos would be wearing another of his wicked, pleased with himself smiles. Grinning as an odd happiness floated in his chest, Dev realized that he didn't care.





"You ok, Nuhall? You weren't looking too sharp today."

Dev paused as the rest of the team streamed into the locker room to change and shower. "Yeah, coach, I'm doing fine."

"Don't lie to me, boy. I saw you limping. Your knee bothering you?" The coach's gruff voice was softened somewhat with worry.

"Ah, a bit, yeah," Dev said, glancing down at his perfectly fine leg, taking the easy out the coach had given him.

"You go get that checked out by the trainer, then. We don't need you out for the rest of the season because of some stupid injury we didn't pay enough attention to."

Devon nodded his understanding and made his way to the trainer, wincing as he went down each step, trying to hide it as he felt his coach's keen eye watching his every move. Dammit, he thought. Why does everyone have to pick up on the fact that I'm sore today? It's not like anyone noticed the other days I've been sore.

"Hello, Devon. Are you ok? You're looking a bit stiff."

Dev sighed and plastered a smile on his face as he swung into the trainer's office. "Hey, Jennifer," he said. "Yeah, I'm a bit out of sorts. My knee was bothering me in practice."

"Well hop up on the table and I'll take a look,"Jennifer said cheerfully, brushing her black hair out of her eyes and walking over. "Roll up your pants for me, will you?"

Dev did as she asked, watching silently as she examined his leg, carefully bending and poking. He winced slightly at the appropriate moments, hoping he wasn't exaggerating things.

"Hmm," she finally said, setting down his leg and looking up. "Seems like you just put too much strain on it too quickly. Rest it over the weekend and it should be back to normal by Monday. It isn't looking too bad. Make sure you ice it when you get home, too."

"Thanks Jennifer," Dev said, sliding off the table. "I'll make sure to do that."

"Have a nice night," she said, turning back to her computer.

"You too," he called, already out of the room, eager to get away before she began to question why he was finding other things besides stepping with his left leg painful. Sighing he relaxed in the locker room, taking advantage of the absence of other people to mince and groan to his hearts content as he showered and changed.

Shouldering his bag he left the locker room, running a hand through his hair and sighing as he eyed the stairs he needed to climb to get to the parking lot. There is no way I am walking home today, he thought, glancing around to see if anyone was in sight and, finding no one, hobbling up the stairs. There is no way I'll make it.

"Joscelin, I am so getting you for this," he muttered under his breath as he cleared the last step, unable to contain the flare of desire he felt at the thought of the other male.

"Now what did I do to you that is so deserving of revenge?"

Dev looked up in surprise to see Joscelin lounging against the school wall, the wicked grin on his face saying he knew exactly what he had done.

"Like you don't know," Dev said, unable to hide his smile.

"Hey, you were enjoying it when it happened."Jos said, holding his hands up and pushing off the wall, walking over, eyes making a slow sweep of Dev's body. "You can't complain now when you were loving it then."

Dev sucked in a slow breath, unable to deny Joscelin's words, and made his own sweep of Jos's body to distract himself, taking in the muscles pressed against his shirt, the way his pants almost managed to conceal his growing erection. He swallowed hard, eyes lingering between Jos's legs. He wanted to see the other male naked, he realized. Wanted to feel their bodies pressed together.

Looking up he saw the same desire reflected in Joscelin's eyes.

"Ah, that look of yours. It's gonna kill me one day." Jos murmured, eyes slowly darkening as he reached into his pocket, pulling out his car keys, twirling them around his fingers. "So, got any plans for the night?"

Devon watched the keys move for a moment, then looked again at Jos's body, feeling heat begin to coil through him. "Not anymore."

Joscelin grinned and moved quickly, brushing his lips across Dev's in a teasing kiss before pulling back and casting a wicked, hungry look over his shoulder as he crossed the parking lot to his car. He heard Devon trotting after him, dodging between cars, soreness momentarily forgotten in his growing desire.

Unlocking the door Jos slid into the driver's side, watching the play of muscles beneath the other male's skin as Dev slid into the shotgun position, tossing his gym bag and backpack into the back seat before settling himself in. Jos felt his breath catch slightly as he watched Dev move, his hands tightening as he restrained the urge to pin Dev down and take him hard as his lust surged.

Dev sat still in his seat, watching Jos out of the corner of his eye. There was something predatory about the way the other male was looking at him, something that told Dev that Jos was moments away from slamming him down and sating his lust, regardless of the consequences. It sent a strange shiver down Dev's spine, one that made him take a deep breath of anticipation.

OK, he thought. This is kind of weird...

Dev sighed and pulled himself from his thoughts, deciding to think about it more later. He turned to Jos and barely managed to contain a shout as he moved his head and found Joscelin inches away, eyes intent, lips slightly parted in an oh so delicious expression of desire.

"How the fuck do you do that?" Dev asked, startled, moving backward to give himself more room, suddenly overwhelmed by the heat of the other male's body and the desire running through him. Jos followed, shifting so he could stay close, moving so that their bodies were barely separated.

"Practice," he murmured, touching his lips to the sensitive spot behind Dev's ear, flicking out his tongue as his hands began to move. "Lots and lots of practice. And you need to relax. I would never hurt you."

"I know," Dev said, gasping as his earlobe was sucked into the other male's mouth, Jos's hand moving to stroke his stomach with light, maddening touches, the other bracing himself against the seat. "It's just hard...weird" he said as Jos laughed, "For me. I've never felt this way about a guy before and oh God!" Dev groaned as Jos brushed his fingers over his erection.

"You like that," Jos asked, a smile on his lips.

"Yes," Devon gasped, grabbing Joscelin's hand and pressing it to his erection, pushing his hips up to grind against the male's hand.

Jos laughed low, giving the ridge of Dev's ear alick before pulling back slightly, massaging the bulge in Dev's pants, loving Dev's blatant desire. "Hungry much?"

"You have no idea," Devon answered raggedly, cutting off Jos's reply as he turned his head to the side and slid his tongue across Jos's lips. Jos inhaled sharply, then parted his lips, sucking Dev's tongue into his mouth, stroking across it with his own before thrusting into Dev's mouth, gaining control of the kiss.

Moaning as Dev began to slowly fight for dominance, he grabbed Dev's hips, pulling the other male across the seats and into his lap without breaking the kiss. Dev shifted around until he was kneeling on either side of Jos's legs, then slid a hand down to pinch the male's nipple through his shirt, growing bolder as heat wound its way through him, licking at his senses. Jos gasped and arched, grasping the back of Dev's knees as he pushed his hips up, rubbing their erections together through fabric of their pants, creating a delicious friction that left them both panting.

Bold is good, he thought with a grin as Dev began to explore more. Bold is very good.

Dev groaned into Joscelin's mouth, slowly moving his hands downward, tracing the ridges of Jos's abs. He felt them suddenly flex under his fingers and gasped, unprepared as he was suddenly flipped over, his back pressed to Joseclin's front, Jos grinding his erection hard against him as the male's hands slid up under his shirt. Devon moaned, gripping the arm rests hard as Jos began to scrape his nails lightly across his abs, moving them upward with slow, unhurried caresses to trace across his pecs, pausing to play with his nipples.

Jos lowered his head and went to work on Dev's neck, teeth gripping the flesh, holding him in place, while his tongue caressed and slid, drawing out a moan with every stroke. Looks like Jerry was right, Jos thought as his control began to slip. Dev's going to end up experiencing the kink, no hearing about it.

"Take of your pants."

"What?" Dev gasped, panting for breath, the words pulling his mind away from the insistent throb of his cock. Shocked, he heard himself let out a pleading whimper as Jos gave his nipple a twist.

"Your pants. Take them off."

Dev looked up, out the windshield at the parking lot, took in all the cars, and shook his head. "No way, man. Someone could see us."

"That," Jos murmured, voice low, "Is part of the thrill. Now are you going to take them off, or do I have to do it for you?"

Jos gave a small smile when Dev didn't move and slid his hands down the male's abs, barely touching, out from under the male's shirt, reaching for Dev's zipper. He laughed as Devon shoved his hands out of the way, leading them back under his shirt and up to his chest. Then, taking adeep breath and moving slowly, he unzipped himself. Breathlessly Joscelin watched over Dev's shoulder as the male carefully undid his pants, bracing his feet against the dashboard as he lifted his hips and slid then down his well muscled legs.

"Boxers, too," Jos ordered, his eyes trained on the tented fabric between Devon's legs, his fingers involuntarily tightening around Dev's nipples, making the male gasp, his erection jerk. "You like the thought of it, don't you?" Jos whispered in his ear, breath teasing skin, still looking down Devon's body. "You like the thrill of being on display."

Dev groaned, flexing his legs, pushing himself back against Joscelin's erection, the thought of others seeing him hot and aroused shocking him, turning him on, making him burn. Jos laughed as if he knew what he was thinking and lowered his head down to Dev's shoulder again, nipping at the hickey already there and the one he had just left.

"Relax, babe. It's nothing out of the ordinary, what you're feeling." He flexed his fingers against Dev's chest, feeling the muscles under the skin flex and shiver. "Boxers. Now. Take them off." He breathed.

Dev didn't question the order this time, just slid his hands under the waist band and tugged, trailing his palms across his skin as he did so, moaning at the rasp against his sensitive cock, his palms stroking flesh desperate for a hard touch. Jos caught the movement and smiled. Devon was turning out to be even hotter than he had expected, and just as into things as he had fantasized all those nights at home.

Dev groaned as the cool air hit his bare cock, doing nothing to soothe his hot body. Jos let loose his own moan at the feel of the other male squirming against him, trying to find some relief. Dev's hands began to stray down to touch himself, but Jos quickly moved to stop him.

"Only I get to touch you there," he said, reinforcing the order with a light nip to Dev's earlobe. Devon groaned and nodded his understanding, excitement shooting through him, fisting his hands into Jos's pants, grinding their bodies hard against each other.

"Oh God, Joscelin," he pleaded, voice low, no longer questioning his reaction. "Please touch me. Please."

Joscelin gave a throaty laugh and slid his hands carefully downward, flexing his fingers into Dev's muscles as he slid them down to his stomach, his navel, moving outward at the last second before he touched Dev's erection, playing along his thighs instead.

"No," Dev gasped out, moving his hands up to bury in Joscelin's hair, twisting and grasping as his body wriggled, trying to make Jos touch his erection. "Jos. Please. Touch me."

"I am touching you," Jos replied, voice slightly taunting as he lightly scored Dev's thighs with his nails, loving Dev's reaction to his teasing.

"You know that's not...oh God." Dev trailed off in a moan as Jos's teeth sunk into his shoulder again, holding him in place for ahard kiss.

"What is it you want then?" Joscelin whispered as he pulled back, hands inching higher towards Devon's erection before reversing direction and trailing downward again. "Where do you want me to touch you?"

"Here," Dev groaned, grabbing Jos's hand and pressing it against his cock, arching his hips up against the male's hand, pressing his erection harder against his palm.

"Like this?" Jos laughed, giving Dev's shaft ateasing tug. Dev's hips jerked in response and he let out a cry. "Yes," he gasped. "Like that."

"Why didn't you just say so in the first place?"Joscelin murmured teasingly as he moved his other hands up to join the first, stroking along Dev's shaft. Whatever Devon's answer was it was lost in the throbbing moan he let loose, eyes shut, head thrown back. His eyes closed and his lips parted, his hips beginning to swivel as Jos rubbed a thumb across the head, his other hand shifting to stroke the base of the shaft.

Joscelin dropped his own head back against the seat, watching through slitted eyes in the rearview mirror as Dev groaned and arched, his entire body beginning to ripple as he thrust himself into the sheath of Jos's hands, focused entirely on finding his release. Jos began to move his fingers faster, gripping tighter, his own hips thrusting upward as Dev moved harder and harder toward climax. Dev's body suddenly tensed, muscles gripping hard as his hips surged, his cock pulsing as he came hard, his shout filling the car.

With a soft moan his collapsed down onto Jos, his entire body going limp, his eyes slowly opening to take in the parking lot before he twisted around and placed a soft, content kiss against Joscelin's lips. Jos smiled, happy that Devon was satisfied, and opened his mouth for the lazy stroke of Dev's tongue

Dev pulled away slowly, shifting in Jos's lap, frowning as he glanced down. "You're still hard." He said, vaguely uncomfortable that Jos had put off his own climax to pleasure Devon.

"I am," Jos replied with a small smile as he reluctantly shifted Devon back into his own seat and managed to get the male's boxers and pants halfway up his legs. Dev absently finished pulling his clothes on, never taking his eyes off the bulge in Jos's pants. Without thinking he licked his lips and hesitantly reached out, stroking Joscelin's erection, his fingers light, but enough to make Jos gasp and roll his hips at the unexpected contact.

"Do you want me to take care of it?" he asked, voice uncertain as he licked his lips again. Joscelin tracked the movement and stilled, surprised. "Of course," he softly replied, shifting his seat back to give Dev more access, watching carefully to make sure he didn't force Dev to do too much too fast as his arousal grew and his breath came faster and faster.

Dev didn't wait for a better invitation. He leaned across the seats, bracing his forearms against Jos's stomach and thighs as he hovered above the male's erection, unsure what to do, but not wanting to fight the need to taste Jos that was rising in him hard and fast.

"Unzip the pants first," Jos murmured, sensing Devon's uncertainty. Dev glanced up at him, then reached for Jos's zipper, quickly tugging it down and unbuttoning the snap. He slid his fingers into Jos's fly and slid the pants down, stopped at mid thigh, his gaze fixing on the erection inches away from his face.

Without further prompting he pulled Joscelin's boxers down, moving with a torturous slowness that had Jos gasping and digging his fingers into Dev's hair as he tried to control his body. Jos groaned as he felt Dev's hot breath against his shaft, rolling his hips again, desperate now for his release. Dev paused, hovering again, not knowing how to continue. He cast a glance up at Jos, whose eyes were barely open, his chest heaving as he panted.

Joscelin cleared his throat. "Lick," he managed to gasp out, his ability to speak coherently swiftly leaving him, the sight of Dev hovering above his cock more arousing than any fantasy.

Devon noticed Jos's problem and smiled slightly before turning back and running his tongue carefully across Jos's erection. He sucked in a breath as it jerked, Jos letting out a moan, his fingers tightening in Dev's hair. Carefully he repeated the lick, drawing a similar reaction.

Dev paused, the grinned. He had power of Jos, he realized, power to control when he came, whether he would at all. He liked that.

Devon flicked his tongue against the head of Jos's cock, slightly surprised by the salty taste. Moving his head he quickly closed his lips around as much of Jos's cock as he could, wrapping his tongue around it inside his mouth. Joscelin let out a shout and jerked, his hips thrusting his length harder into Dev's throat. Dev gagged slightly before pulling back, not knowing what to do.

"Relax. Relax your throat muscles," Jos moaned, his hips swiveling up again, pushing back into Dev's mouth. Devon took a deep breath and did as ordered, concentrating on relaxing as he slowly took more of Jos's cock into his mouth, finally stopping when it was a little more that half way in, getting nervous and unable to take anymore.

"Move your tongue now," Jos gasped, "And your teeth, lightly."

Devon slid his tongue along Jos's erection, trying to repeat the motions he had felt earlier that day in the science lab. Soon he found a rhythm, one that had Joscelin moaning and gasping, his hips thrusting up with increasing urgency.

Suddenly the other male went still, his fingers twisting in Dev's hair, then he arched back hard, thrusting his length into Devon's mouth as far as he could take it, his body shuddering as his orgasm slammed into him. Dev groaned as he felt Jos cock pulse and come in his mouth, Devon swallowing on instinct, gasping as the male continued to climax until finally with alast cry he fell back onto the seat, panting hard.

Devon was still for a moment, not knowing what to do, then he pulled back, shifting himself back into his own seat, watching with a tingling pleasure as Joscelin slowly floated back down to earth. Jos opened his eyes slowly and focused them on Dev, a small smile playing across his lips as he reached out a hand and pulled Dev toward him, slipping his tongue into his mouth, moaning softly as he tasted himself on Dev's lips.

"You," Joscelin murmured, reluctantly ending the leisurely kiss, pulling back and starting the car "Are amazing. And I cannot wait to get you home and in my bed."