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Joscelin propped his head on his hand, smiling slightly as he watched Dev sleep, the house slowly quieting around him. Dev was a restless sleeper, apparently, tossing and turning before he finally stilled, sinking into a deeper sleep. Jos let out a satisfied sigh, enjoying the play of moonlight on Dev's tanned skin, shifting to cradle his head on his arm as he reached out and lightly stroked Dev's hair, letting his eyes close as he enjoyed the sensation of Dev's hair between his fingers.

"Joscelin..."

Jos opened his eyes at Dev's quiet sigh, glancing at the clock, smiling when he saw it was just past eleven. Mom and Dad are dead to the world now, he thought, feeling aslow rush of heat wind through him.

"Yes..." Dev sighed again, shifting onto his back. Jos's eyes were immediately drawn to the erection beginning to tent the sheets as Dev's hips swiveled slightly before he dropped back into a deeper sleep with slight moan.

Cocking his head to the side Jos watched a moment, then slowly reached out, tracing afinger across Dev's lips, breath catching when they parted slightly. Leaning forward he braced himself on either side of Dev and gently lowered his lips, trailing them across Dev's a moment before pulling away again.

He eyed Dev's reaction, noticing the slight sheen of sweat covering the other male's body. Shifting his weight to one arm Jos slowly placed his fingers at Dev's wrist, circling a moment before sliding them lightly up his arm. Dev's breathing began to get faster as Joscelin circled a nipple with his finger nail, his hands beginning to open and close as Jos's fingers reached his navel.

Holding his breath Jos slid his fingers lower, dipping into Dev's boxers, watching Dev's reaction closely. His fingers grazed the base of Dev's half-hard cock, pausing a moment before he wrapped them around it and began to slowly slide them upward. He watched transfixed as Dev's cock hardened in his hand, squeezing his fingers tighter, drawing a slight moan out of Dev's parted lips.

"Joscelin..."Dev groaned, head tossing to the side as his mind began to swim towards consciousness.

Jos shifted his grip, turning his hand to run his thumb along Dev's length while his fingers caressed the male's balls. "What do you want?" he whispered, leaning down to murmur in Devon's ear. Dev groaned, his hips thrusting up hard as he gasped, his eyes snapping open.

He stared amoment into Jos's eyes, his own brown ones dark with lust. Swiftly he darted his gaze down to the hand working his cock. He went still, watching, then returned his eyes to Jos's face. Their eyes met for abreathless moment, then Dev surged up, digging his hand into Joscelin's hair and pulling his head down, slamming his lips onto the other male's mouth in ahungry, open mouthed kiss as his lust took control.

Jos moaned as Dev's tongue thrust into his mouth, forcefully taking control as he groaned and bucked against Jos's hand. Dev pushed forward, flipping Jos onto his back and swiftly straddling his waist, leaning down to suck at Jos's neck before returning to his lips for another kiss.

Jos gasped at the sudden loss of control, one hand gripping Dev's shoulder, the other the back of the male's head as he struggled with the urge to fight for dominance. Instinctively responding, he parted his lips as Dev's tongue began to thrust into his mouth, in and out in time with the thrusting of his hips.

Jos groaned at the friction against his throbbing cock, momentarily distracted from his urge to dominate again. His hands relaxed and slid down Dev's sides, stopping when they reached his hips, holding them still. Dev let out a sound of protest as Joscelin stopped him from grinding their bodies together, but consoled himself with teasing Jos's neck with his tongue and teeth, quickly learning how to provoke the best reaction.

Jos gasped, laughing breathlessly as Dev's tongue tickled the hollow of his throat. Shifting around, he moved Dev between his thighs, arching his hips to grind their cocks together, moaning at the sensation as Dev sucked in a hard breath and sunk his teeth into Jos's shoulder, muffling his groan. Jos gasped, rippling his body one more time before sliding a foot up Dev's leg and hooking the male's boxers, pulling them down as he raised Dev's head for another kiss.

"Flexible much?" Dev asked with a laugh, pulling back slightly to wriggle the rest of the way out of his boxers, smiling when Jos moaned at the movement against his cock.

"Just abit, yeah," Jos breathed in reply, tilting his head back as Dev grinned and lowered his head again, this time focusing on Jos's collarbone while his heads occupied themselves with massaging Jos's thighs and tracing his abs. Jos controlled his breathing, forcing himself to stay calm and focus on what Dev was doing as he became more and more uncomfortable on the bottom, unable to move, pinned down by Dev's weight.

He began to wriggle uncertainly, the tension on his body warring with the pleasure of Dev's touch. Dev stilled and lifted his head, pushing up onto his forearms to watch Jos, inadvertently pinning him further.

"You ok, Jos?" He asked with afrown, worry mixing with desire in his eyes, uncertain if he had done something wrong.

Jos inhaled and nodded, focusing onDevon again, relaxing enough for the other male to give him one last look before lowering his head against, this time moving slower, more carefully. Jos flinched as he felt his tension begin to spike again and, wrapping a leg around Dev and pushing off the bed, rolled Dev onto his back.

"Now this," Jos said with a sigh of relief and a smile as he looked down at Dev's body, feeling the anxiety seep out of him, leaving only lust, "This is more like it."

Dev cocked his head to the side, eyeing him for a moment, confused by the sudden change before frowning. "If you say so," he murmured.

"Something wrong?"

Dev looked up at Jos's face with a slow grin, banishing his worry from his mind, allowing his desire to take control again. "You still have clothes on," he nearly purred. "I don't like that."

Joscelin was still a moment, then he smiled, rising up onto his knees. "Maybe you would like to do something about it, then."

"I would love to."

Dev sat up, pausing a moment to flick his tongue across Jos's chest before sliding out from under him. He moved his position, eyes trained on the bulge in Joscelin's pants as he rose into hands and knees. Jos ran a hand through Dev's hair a moment before he guided the other male forward. Dev laughed slightly at Joscelin's insistence, licking at Jos's cock through the fabric of his boxers before teasingly moving his attentions higher.

Jos made aslight sound of disappointment, quickly followed by a gasping moan as Dev lightly sunk his teeth into the Jos's abs, tracing with his tongue as he had in his dream, the salty taste of sweat dancing over his taste buds. Dev laughed at Jos's response, dipping his tongue down to trace along the waistband of Jos's boxers before sliding back up again.

"You going to do something about those?" Jos asked, eyes closed, head tilted back.

"Mmm, eventually," Dev whispered in reply, his breath cool against Jos's abs.

"Eventually?" Jos murmured, tightening his grip in Dev's hair and pushing the other male's head down. "How 'bout now?"

"I might be persuaded," Dev said with a laugh, nipping at the skin just above the waistband, making Jos gasp and jump. "With the right...what did you call it before, incentive?"

Jos grinned."Incentive? And what exactly do you have in mind?" Jos asked, thrusting his hips slightly, sighing with satisfaction as Dev obligingly returning his tongue to Jos's skin.

Devon hesitated a moment, uncertain, recalling Jos's earlier reaction. He wavered for a moment, then said quietly, so Jos could barely hear, "I want to be on top."

Joscelin stilled, a flash of panic darting through him at Dev's words."What was that," he asked, trying to keep his voice calm.

"I want to try the top," Dev murmured again, sitting back on his heels as he sensed ashift in Joscelin's emotions, watching the male carefully. Jos stared right back, his mind racing as he fought his body's need to scramble backward and get away. Devon wants to try the top, he reasoned. It's perfectly normal. I can't expect him to stay on bottom the whole time. And you always enjoyed it before....

Before him his mind whispered.

Shut up, Jos thought back, swiftly shutting down the voice, focusing again on Dev and the lust in his eyes. He is...mine. Devon. Devon wants this. It would make him happy. And I can't scare him away now...

"Jos?" Dev asked, looking worried, reaching out a hand to brush against his thigh, the action inadvertently sending desire racing through Jos's system.

"Take off the boxers," Jos ordered, voice hoarse.

"You'll do it?" Dev asked, surprised.

"Yeah. Now take them off."

Dev gave him one last look to be sure, then leaned forward again, dipping his tongue beneath the waistband of Jos's boxers a moment before gripping the elastic in his teeth, pulling down as he remembered Jos doing earlier that day. Jos's breath caught, a slight moan escaping his lips as the dark fabric slid down his legs. Dev stopped when he reached mid thigh, pushing Jos back onto the bed, quickly pulling them the rest of the way off and tossing them to the floor.

Make him concentrate on something else, Dev thought, eyeing Jos, noting the nervousness he was trying to hide. Don't let him think.

Jos watched, trying to relax his body, as Devonbegan to slowly explore, trailing teeth and tongue and hands over everything he could reach. He dropped his head back, closing his eyes and gripping the footboard to keep from moving, inhaling deep breaths as he tried to concentrate on what Dev was doing.

He's not even on top of me yet, he growled to himself as his body tensed up again. Relax. He won't do anything. Jos suddenly, yelped, eyes snapping open, as Dev bit the sensitive skin of his inner thigh, nails simultaneously digging into his cock.

"Pay attention," Dev said, glaring. "I'm not doing this solely for my benefit." Jos stared a moment, surprised that Dev had acted to pull him out of his thoughts, then laughed. "Paying attention," he murmured, using the small pain to anchor himself in the present, his body slowly relaxing as Dev went back to exploring, the male easily working Jos into a hotter and hotter lust as he experimented and teased.

"Turn over," Dev whispered at last, raising his head from Joscelin's nipple with alast tug of his teeth.

Without thinking Jos did as he was told, rolling onto his stomach, shifting uncomfortably until Dev reached under his body with a laugh and rearranged his throbbing cock, moving it into a more comfortable position, pausing a moment to stroke and tease before pulling back.

"Evil," Jos whispered, turning his head slightly to eye Dev.

"You know it," Dev replied with a grin, lowering his head, eyes still fixed on Jos's, dragging his tongue slowly up the back of Jos's thigh.

"Wicked, wicked boy," Jos groaned, turning his bury his face in the bedspread, grinding his teeth to hold back a loud moan as Dev sunk his teeth into flesh, right where the thigh meets ass. Jos's entire body jerked at the feeling, his cock throbbing insistently as Dev laughed, knowing that he had Jos thoroughly distracted. Dev soothed the bite with his lips before making his way slowly up Joscelin's back, nipping and teasing as he went, until he was gently stroking the back of Joscelin's neck with his tongue, making him writhe and buck beneath him as he fought to stay on his stomach.

"Lift up your hips," Dev whispered, keeping his orders quiet, watching as Jos obeyed the soft command without a second thought, shifting up onto his knees, gripping the footboard in front of him.

Devon stilled, his gaze immediately fixating on Jos's ass, eyes tracing the curves as he licked his lips hungrily. He gently stroked Jos's ass a moment, then moved forward, unable to ignore the insistent pulse of his cock any longer. He grabbed Jos's hips, using a hand to position himself, pressing forward slightly, hisbreath catching as the head of his cock slid forward.

Joscelin tensed slightly and made a sound in the back of his throat, making Dev freeze, the fact that he had no idea how to do this suddenly crashing home. Oh God, he thought, did I just do something wrong?

"What do Ido?" Dev whispered, shifting back, his cock moving and inadvertently sending ashock of fire racing through Jos, making him gasp and instinctively push back for more.

"What?" Jos panted, his attention focused on the sensations running through him, the sudden question allowing a tendril of fear to slide forward.

"What do Ido?" Dev repeated, a thread of panic working into his voice "I don't know what to do. I've never done this before, and-"

"Dev, relax." Jos said, surprised by Dev's sudden anxiety, latching onto it and using it to ground himself further, beating down his own fear as the urge to comfort and protect Dev surged through him. "I'll tell you what to do. Just relax."

Dev took adeep breath and nodded, pressing his forehead to Joscelin's shoulder blade, kissing it gently, his hands shifting around to stroke Jos's thighs. Jos shivered slightly, the gentle action serving to calm him more. "Here's what you need to do," Jos said, pitching his voice low. "You need to go to the bedside table, open the top drawer, and grab the box in there. They're condoms. They'll make it a lot better for both of us, at least until we both get used to things. Got that?"

Dev nodded, and didn't move.

"Devon," Jos said with a small smile. "Let go of my cock."He waited until Dev's fingers reluctantly unwrapped themselves from where they had wrapped around his length. "Good. Now, go to the bedside table."

Dev reluctantly pulled himself away from the heat of Joscelin's body, turning and stretching across the bed on his stomach. He tugged at the drawer handle and grabbed the first box his hand encountered, pulling back quickly to press himself against Jos's body again, not questioning the need to be near the other male.

Jos gently took the box from his hand and turned around, kissing Dev softly, calming him. Dev moaned as Jos's tongue slid into his mouth, pressing himself closer to the other male. Jos laughed softly in the back of his throat and slid his fingers over Dev's cock, teasingly slow, until Dev thrust forward into his hand, his entire focus on what was happing to his cock. Jos smiled and moved down, feeling Dev's gaze follow him downward. Sliding back, he trailed his tongue lower until he was sprawled across the bed, head level with Dev's cock.

"Close your eyes," He murmured, licking his lips. Dev did as asked, barely breathing as he fought the impulse to open his eyes and see what Jos was doing. The male's breath was hot against his throbbing cock, and a faint crinkling reached his ears.

Dev suddenly jerked and cried out, hips thrusting, as the head of his cock disappeared into Jos's mouth. Snapping his eyes open he looked down, sucking in a hard breath as Jos slid further down his shaft, slipping the condom on as he did. Jos finally pulled back, trailing his lips over Dev's cock, making Dev moan and whimper slightly. Jose rose up to his knees again with a wicked smile, leaning forward and pressing his lips to Dev's.

"Cherry flavored," he murmured with a low laugh, grinning when Dev's eyes widened in surprise. Devon glanced down at his cock again, then cast a speculative look at Jos's mouth. "I didn't know you could do that," he finally said.

Joscelin laughed and leaned forward, pressing his body to Dev's, slipping his tongue into the male's mouth. "Well, now you do," he whispered, pressing forward more, slowly pushing Dev back onto the bed, intent on taking control again. Dev caught himself with a laugh, bracing his body, not letting Jos push him down further.

"I don't think so," he grinned. "It's still my turn to be on top." He dropped an arm and rolled, flipping Jos onto his back, quickly straddling his knees and grabbing onto his hips, keeping him still. He held Jos's gaze a moment, watching as the slight annoyance in his eyes was quickly replaced with lust, then licked his lips slowly, smiling when Jos's attention dived downward to watch his tongue.

"Turn over," he said softly.

Jos rolled, rising up without having to be asked, knowing what Devonwanted. Dev smiled and wrapped a hand around the other male's cock, wanting the other male nearly out of control, massaging lightly until Jos was thrusting into his hand, gasping and panting. Dev slid his hands back to Jos's hips, positioned himself again, and slowly pushing forward.

Jos groaned as Dev pushed his cock inside, dropping his head down and panting as sensations assaulted him. It had been so long since he had had a cock inside of him, he thought, that he had nearly forgotten just how good it could feel. Moaning as Dev slid forward another inch, Jos pushed back hard, needing more, crying out as he took another inch.

"Faster,"he panted, moaning when a hand curved around his hip to caress the base of his cock. Dev did as asked, thrusting in harder, making Jos gasp and shudder at the penetration until finally he was all the way in. Dev groaned, rolling his hips slowly, amazed by how tightly his cock was sheathed.

"Christ,"he gasped. "No wonder guys like this."

Joscelin gave a breathless laugh, startled by the comment, glancing over his shoulder with a grin. "Yes" he murmured. "Now thrust."

Dev obeyed without thinking, pulling part way out and sliding slowly back in, experimenting with different sensations before picking up a steady rhythm. Jos's eyes closed, his entire focus turning toward what Dev was doing to him, moans leaving his mouth with every thrust. Dev began to go faster and faster, quickly surging toward climax. Sensing that he was closer to coming than his partner, Devon moved his fingers and grasped Jos's cock in a hard grip, moving his hand quickly along the length, driving Jos higher and higher until the male suddenly stiffened and cried out, his body tensing and surging as he came hard, groaning low in his throat.

Dev's moaned as Jos came, the male's body gripping his cock hard, pushing him over the edge into his own climax as he collapsed onto Joscelin's back and moaned, his hips surging of their own accord as he emptied himself inside him, until Jos dropped into the bed, unable to support their combined weight any longer, both males gasping as slow aftershocks rippled through them.

Jos laid still, eyes closed, a small smile on his face as Dev breathed in his ear, the male's hands tracing absently over his body as his mind slowly drifted back to reality. Devon's breathing evened out some, and his body tensed as, bracing himself against the bed, he pulled out of Jos, the slow drag making them both groan. Jos kept his eyes closed, enjoying the sensation lingering through his body as he listened as Dev moved around before collapsing back into the bed, wriggling until he was firmly wrapped around Jos's body.

Joscelin laughed slightly, rolling onto his side, smiling as he leaned forward and lazily kissed Dev's lips, flicking his tongue until the other male parted his lips, allowing him inside.

"Enjoy yourself?" Jos asked with a grin, beginning to slowly inch his hand down Devon's chest.

Dev laughed slightly. "Yes," he murmured, "Very much." He cocked his head to the side, frowning slightly as he thought. "Though it was a bit weird."

"How so?" Jos said, sliding his hand across Devon navel, his touch so light Dev barely registered it.

"I don't know. It's different from being with a girl. And you seemed to have a bit of a thing with being on the bot-sweet Jesus!" Dev moaned as Joscelin's fingers suddenly found the male's cock, his touch hard and fast. Dev groaned as Jos's other hand moved to stroke his balls, his thoughts scattering as Jos began to tease his groin.

"You can't possible expect me to get hard again that fast," Dev gasped out as Jos laughed, leaning forward to kiss Dev's navel.

"Of course I can," Jos replied with a wicked grin, feeling his own cock beginning to stir."You just need the right kind of...stimulation."

Dev moaned as Jos began to tease the tip of his cock with his tongue, dropping his head back onto the bed and giving into what Jos was doing to him as fire again began its slow wind through his body.





Jos woke up the next morning to the sound of his parents leaving for Saturday mass. He winced slightly. They would be pissed that he had not been up in time to go with them for the fourth week in a row. Then he registered and warmth resting on his chest and smiled, opening his eyes to look at the arm slung over his body, holding him close as Dev slept peacefully beside him.

He stared amoment at Dev's sleeping face, then slowly slid his gaze along the male's body, blushing slightly when he registered nail marks across his back. He shifted slightly, rolling onto his side to face Dev, smiling when Dev made a sleepy sound and pulled him closer, snuggling up against his body before drifting back to sleep.

Jos watched Dev's sleeping form, then moved again, grinning when Dev pulled him back and snuggled again. Unable to resist he slid away again.

"Stop fucking moving," Dev growled, pulling Jos back in, clamping his arm down hard.

Jos laughed. "How long have you been awake?"

"Longer than you," Dev said, cracking an eyelid and glancing up at him. "You're sexy when you sleep, by the way."

Jos grinned. "Same to you, sweet thing."

Dev stared at him a moment, an unreadable expression on his face, before rolling to his back, wincing when sore muscles protested.

"I just woke up next to another guy," Dev said slowly, as if thinking out loud.

Joscelin cocked his head to the side, internally wincing. He knew where this was going."This is your first time ever waking up next to another guy?"

"No," Dev said absently, "I did go through the Boy Scouts experience."

"Ah. First time waking up to a naked guy, then."

"Nope. Boy Scouts again."

Joscelin stilled and glanced over at Devon's serious face. "I think I need to join the Boy Scouts," he said, bringing a slight smile to Dev's lips.

"So, you've woken up beside a naked male before, what's the problem?" Jos asked, "For most guys that's the issue."

Dev gave him a look and said dryly "I've never had sex with any of the naked guys I've woken up next to. That is what the issue is."

"You regret it?" Jos asked, a cold sliver of fear sliding down his spine. Had he read Devon wrong, pushed him too fast?

Dev frowned, thinking. "Well, no, I guess not. I mean, it's like...weird. I don't know. It's just unsettling to wake up and look at the guy your next to and think hey, he gives great blow jobs."

Jos let out a surprised laugh. "You thought that?" He asked with a grin.

"Uh, yeah,"Dev said, blushing slightly.

"Well thank you," Jos said, "I aim to please."

"I know you do."

Jos grinned and rolled on to his back, stretching, preening for Dev's gaze. "So what's the problem?" Jos asked, slightly teasing. "You don't like blow jobs?"

Dev snorted. "I love them, as I'm sure you figured out. It's just,I've never thought that kind of thing about a guy before. Well, no, that's not true. But I've never thought it about a guy I just woke up next to." Dev frowned amoment, thinking. "Naked," he added. "After having had sex with him."

Jos raised a brow. "Why all the specifications? You holding out on me?"

Dev blushed slightly. "Ah, no. It's because I thought it before about Jerry after he made some comment last year about it."

"So?" Jos said, cocking his head to the side, wondering what he was missing.

"Jerry was also in my Boy Scout troop," Dev said dryly.

Jos blinked, surprised, then shook his head with a smile."Well that would explain it then, wouldn't it."

"Yeah," Dev said, drawing out the word. "It would."

Jos watched as Dev fell silent, frowning again as he began to think. This is not good, he thought to himself. I don't need Dev thinking, not now. Thinking is bad.

"Why is thinking bad?" Dev asked, glancing over at Jos in surprise.

Joscelin blinked. "Did I say that out loud?"

"No. Isecretly read minds. Tarot cards too. You can call me Cleo."

Jos smiled, shoving Dev. "Shut up," He said as Dev laughed. "And thinking is bad, because when guys think, they begin to question, and questioning always leads them to believe that they were drugged and had no control of their actions, and that there is no way they would enjoy it under normal circumstances."

Dev blinked. "What was that?"

"Nothing." Jos said, shaking his head and sliding off the bed. "Come on."

"Where are we going?" Dev asked as he rose to his feet. "And that was so not nothing."

"We are going to take a bath," Jos said, glancing back across the room to where Dev still stood by the bed. "And I'll explain nothing if you come with me."

"That sentence has so many meanings," Dev said after a pause, making his way across the room. "I'm not sure which one it is I'm hoping you meant."

Joscelin laughed, his voice echoing slightly as he stepped into the bathroom.
"Well, you'll find out soon, won't you?"

"Yes, Iguess I will," Dev murmured, following Jos into the bathroom, his words hidden under the sound of running water.





Dev stared at his breakfast a moment, looking up in shock to take in Joscelin, leaning against the counter with a wicked grin on his face as he scraped the last of the batter into the frying pan.

"Jos. These pancakes are shaped like..."

"Penises?" Jos supplied. "Yes, I know. Jerry taught me how to make them."

"Why would he do that?" Devon asked after a pause, returning his gaze to the plate in front of him.

"Because they make me laugh, and Jerry gets a kick out of shocking people."

"He certainly does," Dev muttered under his breath, eyeing his knife and fork amoment. "I don't think I want to cut them. It's too..."

"Painful. Yeah, that's what I thought too, at first. That's why I am also making regular pancakes, just in case you can't work up the nerve to take a knife to those."

"No, I'll be good," Dev murmured. "I'm just a bit...shocked."

"Jerry would be pleased," Jos said, sliding a second plate on the table, this one filled with normal, round pancakes.

"So what prompted you to make pancakes shaped like that this morning?" Dev asked, wincing slightly as he cut off a piece and dipped it in syrup.

"I was happy. And my parents aren't home. I always do the things I'm not supposed to when my parents aren't home."

Dev stilled a moment, the bath he had just taken jumping to the front of his mind, the memory of Jos's hot lips and gentle hands against his cock making his body stir. "I think I figured that one out," Dev said under his breath, drawing alaugh from Jos.

Jos grinned, eyeing Dev's body through the male's clothes, and reluctantly turned the talk away from sex, knowing that if Dev got hard again they weren't going to have the time to do anything about it before Jos's parents got home from the early morning Mass. Dev gave him a look saying he knew exactly why the topic was being changed, but went along with it, falling into the discussion of their social studies project.

"The short term, we can do that easily any day we need to," Dev said, shaking his head as he speared another pancake. "It's that Mango Tag thing that's going to cause the most trouble. We need to involve at least eight other people in that, and finding people that are going to agree to carry a mango around all day, that's not going to be too easy."

"I don't know," Jos said, taking a sip of milk. "I mean, we have a lot of weird kids in our school that would be happy to play along. I mean, September already mentioned that a few of her friends were familiar with the game, that one of them was even some kind of Mango Tag Champion."

Dev paused,then looked up. "A Mango Tag Champion? They hold contests for this thing? I thought Mr. Miyo just made it up."

"Same here. But apparently they have tournaments. September called it "an underground cult movement," whatever that is."

"Brainwashing through Mango Tag?"

"Maybe,"Jos said with a snort, shaking his head. "So where are we going to do it? Around school, around town?"

"I was thinking that since Mr. Miyo didn't specify anything we could have it happen anywhere. If kids wanted to pass it in school they could do it there, if they wanted to pass it in the grocery store, they could do it there. Plus, we would be able to observe all the behavior stuff better that way."

Jos nodded his head. "That works. And people can record who they passed to, and why if they have a reason. That could make it easier too." He tilted his head slightly, thinking. "How are we going to get a mango that lasts for like four months? Don't they only last for like two weeks at the most before going bad?"

"Yeah," Dev said slowly. "I guess we just keep buying more mangos, or something."

Jos shook his head, rising to his feet and reaching over to grab Dev's empty plate, dumping them in the sink before turning around with a sigh. "I need to take you home now, don't I?" He asked, reluctant to let Devonleave.

"Yeah," Dev said, eyeing the time on the clock above the stove. "I didn't even tell my dad I was staying over at someone's house. He's gonna be pissed if I don't get home soon."

Jos sighed again. "I guess I better get you home, then."

Dev watched him leave the kitchen before slowly rising to his feet. Jos was sad that he was going to leave, he realized. The male wanted him to stay. He frowned slightly as he made his down the hall to where Joscelin was waiting. Did he just want him to stay for sex, though? Or was there something more to it?



Jos stopped his car in front of Dev's modest two story house, sitting silent as he waited for Dev to leave, not wanting to think about why that thought was hurting him so much.

"I guess I'll see you Monday, then," Dev finally said, unclipping his seatbelt, the motion drawing Jos's gaze.

"Yeah," Jos answered quietly. "I'll see you then."

They sat for a moment, watching each other, neither willing to break the silence. Jos sighed and glanced around, checking to see if anyone was on sight. Seeing no one he leaned forward slowly, giving Dev time to pull back, and cupped the other male's cheek, holding his head still as he leaned in for a gentle kiss.

Dev felt his body go limp when Jos's mouth brushed against his own, and without being asked parted his lips for Joscelin's tongue, groaning softly as Jos took the invitation and deepened the kiss, somehow managing to keep it gentle and relaxed at the same time. Finally they separated, panting slightly for breath, staring into each others eyes again.

"I'll see you later, Joscelin," Dev whispered before slipping out of the car. Jos popped the trunk and watched in the rearview mirror as Dev moved around to the back of the car and grabbed his bags, slinging them over his body before shutting the trunk and giving Jos one last look. Jos's eyes followed Dev until he disappeared into his house. He lingered a moment longer before starting the car, knowing that he needed to get home before his parents did, at the same time unwilling to leave Devon.

Dev was aware of Jos's gaze on him as he made his way across the front yard and up the porch steps. He opened the door, fighting the urge to look back, not knowing why he did it, and stepped into the house.

Pausing to listen, Dev heard quiet murmurs coming from the kitchen and winced. Whenever anyone in the house woke up before ten o'clock on a Saturday morning it was because Emily, his dad's girlfriend, was here. As silently as possible he dropped his bags to the floor, slipping out of his shoes, and tried to sneak past the kitchen doorway, needing to go by it to get to the stairs.

"Is that you, Dev?"

Dev stopped at the sound of his father's mellow voice. "Yeah, Dad, it's me."

"Come on into the kitchen."

Devon sighed and did as he was told, stepping into the brightly lit space, his eyes immediately going to where his father stood next to the stove, frying up a pan bacon, then darting to where Emily sat at the kitchen table, her green eyes sharp as she looked at him over the top of her newspaper.

"Hey Dad. Emily," Dev said, leaning against the wall, trying to look innocent, hoping that the hickeys on his neck were hidden. Emily was looking smug, almost happy, a sure sign that Dev was in trouble.

"Where were you last night?" Mr. Nuhall asked, dumping the finished bacon onto a plate next to some waffles and sausage and placing it in front of Emily. She set aside her newspaper and took up a fork and knife, her gaze intent as she waited for Dev's answer.

"I was over at a friend's house," Dev said, trying to sound casual, hoping he wasn't betraying his nervousness to Emily's observant eyes.

"Which friend?" She asked, her voice sweet, like honey coating a length of steel.

"Joscelin Vera," Dev answered after a pause, one that Emily immediately picked up on, her eyes narrowing slightly as if sensing that there was something being hidden.

"And who is this Joscelin?" She asked, taking up the reigns of the interrogation with an easy flip of her dyed blonde hair.

"Jos is akid I know from school. We have a few classes together and he asked me over to his house last night. I guess I forgot to call."

"Yes, you did." Emily said, eyes fixed on him as she cut her sausage in half with a sharp movement of her knife. Devonwinced. "Do you know how worried you made Joseph? Really, we had no idea where you were."

"Sorry, Dad," Dev sighed. "It just slipped my mind. I got distracted by other things, Iguess."

"Distracted?"Emily said, raising a perfectly plucked eyebrow. "By what, exactly? I do not see what could be so engaging that you would forget to alert your father of your whereabouts."

"Emily, dear, I don't know if that is relevant," Mr. Nuhallsaid, interrupting. "I am sure he was just caught up in the moment. Weren't you, son?"

"Uh, yeah. Pretty much."

"Just promise me you won't do it again, and I think we will be fine."

"Joseph, really," Emily said quietly. "That is far too gentle. Your boy had you worried sick, and you are just letting him go with a reprimand? If you want your children to turn out right, you need to lay down the law."

Mr. Nuhall sighed, shaking his head. "Dev is responsible, dear. He knows not to do it again. I do not think a stricter punishment is necessary. And, if I am not mistaken, Joscelin is the minister's son, isn't he?"

"Yeah," Dev said, "Mr. Vera preaches at the Church over in Silver Falls."

"See, dear," Mr. Nuhall said. "There is no reason to be worried. I am sure Joscelin is a wonderful influence, growing up the way he did."

"Yes, well," Emily said, scowling down at her food. "If this is what you feel is best."

"I do. Devon," Mr. Nuhall said, turning back to his son. "You won't do this again, will you?"
"No, I won't." Dev replied, already inching toward the door. He swung around the doorway when his father nodded his approval, pausing before going up the stairs.

"Really, Joseph," Emily sighed. "I just don't think it is appropriate for young men of his age to be having sleepovers without their parent's knowledge or consent. It just doesn't seem right."

"Emily, we have discussed this before. You overact much too often. You're starting to sound homophobic. You're fears are unfounded, in any case. The Veras are good Baptists, and they make their stance on the matter quite public. They are known to supervise sleepovers and parties and such very closely. Just let it go, and enjoy your meal."

Dev quietly made his way up the stairs, not wanting to give away the fact that he had been eavesdropping on his father's conversation. Emily would think something like that about a sleepover, Dev thought somewhat bitterly as he slipped into his room and locked the door. Of course, this time she was right, but that wasn't the point.

Dev fell down onto his bed, sighing as he stared at the ceiling a moment. "Bob," he finally said. "We need to talk."

He rolled onto his side, staring seriously at Bob, who bobbed about the tank, bumping into the sides before changing directions.

"Remember before, when I was talking about how Joscelin was being weird at the party, and how I started to think about him a lot when I was playing Skittles? Well, apparently it wasn't as weird as I thought. Jos told me yesterday that I was bisexual."

He paused asecond, as if listening. "Yeah, I know. I didn't see it coming either. It makes sense, though, I guess. It explains the dreams, and why I couldn't stop thinking about Jos and...um...well, why I had sex with him. I know, I know, you're shocked. So am I, now that I think about it. I mean, he's a guy and I'm a guy. I just never thought I would do something like that. And listening to the way his parents talk about it? I don't know how he stands living with them. I'll have to ask later," he said, frowning slightly.

"Yeah, Iknow. Most guys go through a stage of curiosity. We learned that in Church, got warned about it and all. It's just, I think this is something more. I mean, I am dying to see him again. Even now, after I've only been gone for like twenty minutes, I just like, miss him. And I don't know why.

"Yes, it could be lust, I realize that. And I can't exactly deny that I want him. Not when I get hard just thinking about some of the things we did last night. And do you know, that was probably the best sex I have ever had, what happened yesterday. I never thought I would say that about another guy before."

Dev suddenly looked up at Bob in surprise. "Will I come out? I don't know. I mean, eventually I know I'll have to. Itsnot exactly something that you can keep a secret forever. But...I don't know. Imean, how would my dad react? I don't think he would mind, but then I've never heard him protest the way people talk about gays that much. And Emily, well, that would just be one more reason for her to hate me. Not that she needs anymore.

"God, your right Bob. What am I going to do about Rene? I mean, I promised to go to the dance with her, but I didn't want to then, and Iwant to even less now. Itsjust, after being with Joscelin, I just can't imagine trying to act like I am into her, you know? It just doesn't seem right."

Bob bobbed upward, then dropped back down, bumping his head against the glass and blowing a bubble or two.

"Who do Iwant to go to the dance with? Well, not Rene, that's for sure. I guess...Jos. But that would never happen. I couldn't do that, come out to people like that. It just...no. Wouldn't happen. What do you mean me and Jos are together? We haven't even had a date or anything. No one has asked anyone out yet. I don't think that qualifies. Well, yeah, we had sex. But...well...I guess so. We did kind of just skip all the before stuff and jump into bed. Does that mean we're together?"

He frowned, staring at the floor as he thought.

"We went too fast, didn't we Bob?" Dev said quietly. "Jumping straight into bed, skipping all the things that are supposed to happen before. We shouldn't have done that. Yeah, I know. I get carried away with things. So do you, though. I've never seen anything eat like you do. No, I'm not trying to change the subject. I just...what am I going to do about it? About what? Me and Jos? I guess...try to slow it down. Talk to him, see what he thinks, tell him I want to back off a little, do normal things."

Dev narrowed his eyes. "Shut up. I am so not love struck. I mean, I've only known Iwas into men for like two days. I can't be. You know what? Shut it. I am going to go read now."

Dev rolled over, scowling when Bob drifted smugly into the weeds in the back of his aquarium. There was no way Bob was right, he thought. I mean, sure, I had amazing wild hot sex with Jos without even pausing to think. But that doesn't mean anything. Does it?





Jos cursed under his breath as he pulled into his driveway. His parents were home early, their dark green sedan gleaming in the early morning sunlight. It must have been a short sermon today, because normally they would be gone for at least twenty more minutes.

Jos slipped out of the car, already making up excuses for why he was out. I went to the store, no, I don't have any groceries. A friend called, and needed a ride, no, then they'll want the name of the friend. I took to drive to-

"Hello, Joscelin."

Jos froze at the sound of his mother's voice, slowly shutting the garage door behind him and turning around, schooling his expression to blankness. "Hell, Mother," he said, eyeing her warily.

"You are certainly out early today." Mrs. Vera said, eyes sharp as they took in his appearance. "Especially since you were again not able to join your father and I for mass."

"Sorry, Mother," Joscelin murmured, lowering his eyes, trying to appear repentant."School has just been keeping me up so late, with homework and studying, that Iam too tired to wake myself up on Saturdays."

"Yes," Mrs. Vera said after a pause. "I imagine school is keeping you busy. Very well. You may go."

"Yes, Mother," Joscelin murmured, escaping up to his room in relief.

Mrs. Vera watched her son disappear up the stairs with more speed than was seemly, staring after him a moment before returning to the kitchen. She walked over to the sink and pulled on a pair of pink rubber gloves, taking up a sponge and soap.

"Did he say anything?" Mr. Vera asked, looking up from his newspaper.

"No," Mrs. Vera replied grimly, setting aside the first plate to dry and starting on the second. "He didn't."





Joscelin slipped into his room, closing the door behind him and leaning against it with a sigh, running a hand through his hair before stretching his arms up, trying to get rid of some of the tension tightening his body.

"Well, aren't you the picture of post coital bliss."

Jos jerked his head up in surprise, looking to the corner of the room where Jerry was lounging on the floor, a book in hand, eyeing Jos with a slight smirk on his face.

"I mean, really. I would think that after spending the night with Dev you would be happier. Instead your looking, shall we saw, harried?"

"Jerry, what are you doing?" Jos said after a moment of staring.

With a grin Jerry rose to his feet, setting aside his book and walking over to collapse on the newly made bed. "I am waiting for you, Joscelin dear."

Jos winced, eyeing the bed, silently reminding himself to thank Jerry for making it later."Don't say that. You sound like my mother. And why exactly are you waiting for me?"

"Well, Iwas coming over to talk to you about a new guy I've met. But then I saw you weren't home, and your window was open so I decided to wait for you. I get into your room and what do I see," Jerry, displayed something with a flourish. "Condom wrappers. So, I started thinking. Jerry, I said to myself, our friend Jos has clearly had a wild and crazy night. And then I asked myself, who could he have had it with? Surely not Devon, seeing as Dev is quite new to the game that Jos is so fond of playing. So I did a little looking and found," he held up a wallet, "This. Which, in case you were wondering, is Devon's wallet.So now, Joscelin, it is your duty as a friend to tell me how in sweet hell you managed to get Devon Nuhall in your bed last night. Start talking."

Jos stared a second before shaking his head and walking across the room. "You really have some time on your hands, don't you Jerry."

"Like you wouldn't believe. Now start talking. Details, Jos!I want details!"

Jos laughed and hopped up onto the bed, crossing his legs and eyeing Jerry. "What do you want to know?"

Jerry grinned."Everything. OK, start at the beginning. How'd you get him home?"

"We drove."

"You know that's not what I meant. How'd you get him to come with you? I thought he would need time or something."

"Well, Imet up with him after football practice, and-"

"You waited around for him to show up, didn't you?" Jerry interrupted.

"Yeah." Jos said with a grin. "Anyways, met up with him after practice, offered to give him a ride home, because he was looking a little, um, sore. And so he agreed."

"And that does nothing to explain how he ended up at your house."

"Well, we talked a bit, and I guess I kind of convinced him that it was a good idea," Jos said, shifting around uncomfortably, a faint blush staining his cheeks.

Jerry stared at him a moment, taking in the blush, then grinned. "You had sex with him in the car, didn't you?"

"What makes you think I did that?" Jos asked, glancing up, wincing at his quick answer.

"Because Iremember what your 'car rides' consist of, when you get in a certain mood. And clearly, you were in it."

"How do you know that?" Jos asked, slanting another look at Jerry.

"Because your shirt rode up before, when you came in the room, and you have a bite mark on your abs. And Dev doesn't seem like the type to bite unless given the proper incentive. Plus, I found a ton of condom wrappers. You were horny as hell yesterday, too."

Jos glanced down at his stomach a second. "Well, you're wrong about Dev," he finally said."He's a biter. Didn't really need that much incentive to sink his teeth in."

"And I'm sure you enjoyed it," Jerry said with a grin.

Jos grinned. "Yes," he said with a happy sigh. "I did."

"So, fun in the car, you got him over here. What next? You had him sneak in the window or something?"

"No," Jos laughed, "I only make you do that. And I walked in the front door. We actually ran into my mom."

"Oh, ouch,"Jerry winced. "That must have sucked."

"Yeah, it did. One of Dev's hickeys was showing, and she started quoting scripture at him."

"Damn. How'd he take it?"

"Surprisingly well. We had guests over for dinner to. He picked up the zoning out and not responding very quickly."

Jerry winced again. "That is not something I would have wanted him to see right away. Your parents get vicious when they have guests over."

"Yeah, it got bad. I ended up walking out early." Jos grinned. "He fell asleep in the car. He's so cute when he sleeps. And he was half asleep when I was getting him back inside too. It was hilarious. And he talks in his sleep."

"Sounds like you certainly had an interesting night," Jerry said, watching his friend closely. "It also sounds like you are head over heels for him."

Joscelin stilled, giving Jerry a sharp look."It does?"

"Yeah, it does. So be careful. I don't want you hurt again." Jerry hesitated. "By the way, last night, did you...?"

Jos winced."A bit, yeah. He wanted to try to top, so I let him. It wasn't as bad as Ithought. He knew something was wrong, though. Picked up pretty fast how to distract me."

"Thus the bite marks."

Jos smiled."Some of them, yeah."

"So he noticed?" Jerry said. "You're sure?" He chewed his lip slightly as Jos nodded."So what are you going to tell him when he starts asking questions about why you always want the top?"

"The truth," Joscelin said after a silence. "I'll have to tell him the truth, and hope he doesn't get scared."