A/N: Be warned, I don't give out smut warnings at the beginning of my chapters since I never put an Author's Note mid-chapter. If you can't tell by the rating that I give my stories that there's likely smut, violence, gore, drug use, or anything else that falls under "R" and "NC-17", which is what I'll be using more often than not, then you don't need to be reading my stuff.
~Cyn


The next evening, since it was a Friday night, Andy was getting ready for a date with the love of his life. Since no one besides his mother knew they were gay, they couldn’t really do much if they wanted their relationship to remain a secret, but he had something in mind. He’d found a secluded meadow, which bordered a small lake, not too far from the neighborhood he lived in. He wasn’t sure if Ash had ever found it, considering that he’d lived here longer, but either way, it was a good place for a picnic.

Because he was somewhat paranoid about leaving his mother alone, Jinxx and Sammi were gonna come over and hang out with her. Jinxx was just as paranoid about leaving his girlfriend alone, now that he knew she was deaf, so he understood where he was coming from. Not only that, but it would give him a chance to practice his signing with someone who was far more adept than Sammi, as well as possibly learn some phrases that not even she knew. And to top that off, they’d both be in the house with someone who could hear, should something bad happen while he was gone.

Once the couple arrived, he grabbed the picnic basket he’d prepared and his boyfriend’s hand, then led him to the back yard. Ash was a bit confused until they started down a path he’d cleared that wound through the woods toward his sacred little meadow. He figured that wherever his boyfriend was taking him was pretty secluded, but since they were together, that made this date night even better.

“This is where you were bringing me?” he asked in awe as he looked around the meadow.

“Yeah. I found it one day this summer before school started,” Andy answered, nodding. “It’s pretty special to me because it’s my escape when I need one, and I wanted to share it with you.”

“I love you so much, Andy,” Ash murmured, wrapping his arms around his neck.

“I love you just as much, Ashes,” he answered. He wrapped his arms around his waist, drawing their bodies closer together.

“There’s no one I’d rather be with more,” he whispered, tilting his head back as he lifted onto his toes a bit.

“I’m glad to hear it because I feel the same.”

Andy ducked his head slightly so that their lips met, their heads tilted at opposite angles to avoid bumping noses. He felt his sweetheart smile into the kiss a bit, which caused him to smile, too. Their kiss deepened, especially when he parted his lips and licked Ash’s in a silent plea for entrance, which was quickly and eagerly granted to him. He gently slid his tongue into his mouth, enjoying the combination of chocolate and bubble mint that met his taste buds. Those two flavors were forever surrounding his boyfriend, both in flavor and in scent, and it was one of the little things he loved about him. They reeled him in and had him addicted after their first kiss, and they never ceased to leave him wanting more.

Shortly thereafter, they broke their kiss so he could spread out the blanket he’d brought with them so they wouldn’t have to sit on the grass. With the blanket spread out, he sat down and gestured for Ash to join him, smiling as he did so. He handed him his half of the food he’d packed, which was homemade lasagna that his mother’d taught him how to make years ago, probably before he turned ten.

The look on his boyfriend’s face when he took his first bite was one of pure bliss, almost resembling the expression he wore when he came. Andy was glad he liked it, even happier that he hadn’t tried to starve himself again after that time he’d tried to when he was released from the hospital. Sure, he still didn’t eat as much as he probably should, but at least he wasn’t harming himself by denying his body the nourishment it needed entirely. He couldn’t help but smile again as he enjoyed a bite of his own.

Once they’d finished the lasagna, he reached into the basket again and pulled out two pieces of what he called the Better than Sex Cake. In his opinion, and this was coming from someone who wasn’t as fond of chocolate as his significant other, it was absolutely delicious. Granted, he was still a virgin, hadn’t even slept with a girl to keep his secret hidden, but it was definitely borderline orgasmic. He couldn’t wait to see what Ash’s reaction was, considering that he was a self-professed chocoholic, and sat there waiting quietly. The moan that escaped his closed lips with the first bite had him wearing a shit-eating grin.

“That good, eh?” he chuckled, still grinning.

“Oh, yeah. This is awesome!” his boyfriend answered, licking his pink lips. “Best damn chocolate cake I’ve ever had, and that’s saying something, considering my grama’s was pretty damn good.”

“Well, it is the Better than Sex Cake. Surely it wouldn’t have gotten a name like that without being better than sex,” he laughed.

“Better than any sex I’ve ever had, that’s for sure,” Ash confirmed. “Even being gay and sleeping with girls to cover my secret, I’ve had some pretty good sex, but this tops it.”

“I’m glad to hear it,” Andy told him. “After all, that was my aim by making it.”

“You made it?” he gasped in shock.

“It, and the lasagna,” he answered, nodding.

“Jesus Christ, you’re an awesome chef!” he said with a smile.

“Hey, it pays for one’s mother to get ’em in the kitchen and start teaching them young,” he chuckled. “And that’s exactly what Mama did.”

“I’ll have to thank her for making my boyfriend into such an awesome chef.”

They finished off their slices of cake in a sweet, comfortable silence. Once their plates were as clean as they could be without being run through the dishwasher or hand-washed, Andy put them and the silverware they’d used back in the basket. He patted the blanket right next to his hip so his sweetheart would come closer and they could cuddle up while they gazed at the stars. His face brightened in the twilight with a giant smile as he scooted closer, then rested his head on his shoulder.

He hummed softly as he wrapped his arms around his shoulders, drawing him even closer still. Ash sighed softly as he wrapped his own arms around his waist, his legs now draped over his boyfriend’s so that he was practically sitting in his lap. He nuzzled his face into his neck, making him groan with sudden lust as he wished they could move on past third base.

With gentle movements, he maneuvered them so that he was straddling his thighs and looked down, connecting their lips in yet another gentle kiss. His lips danced across those of his boyfriend, his hands rubbing up and down his back just as gently. Andy groaned and licked his bottom lip, begging for an entrance that was granted, and gently slid his hands under his shirt the next time he got to the small of his back. Ash moaned softly, gently sucking on his boyfriend’s tongue as it explored his mouth and he began to grind on him. He could feel the slightly older man’s arousal straining his jeans as he pressed against him.

“Are you sure you want to go further than third base?” he asked softly, gently pulling his shirt over his head.

“Mmm hmm,” he moaned, diving in for another kiss as soon as the offending cloth lay on the blanket next to them.

Andy gently rolled them over so that his sweetheart lay on his back and he hovered over him, his knees between his thighs. He allowed his hands to roam his torso, gently pinching and rolling his flat nipples between his thumbs and forefingers as he continued to explore his mouth. He soon detached their lips and began stringing kisses across his jaw toward his ear, where he latched on to its lobe, biting down gently before letting go enough to flick his tongue behind it in search of one of his sweet spots.

The soft moan Ash let out told him he’d found one of his sweet spots, but that didn’t satisfy him. He soon began to string kisses down his throat, where he lingered so he could bite down once he found yet another sweet spot. It didn’t take long to have his boyfriend moaning and writhing beneath him, struggling to grind on him since he was still hovering above him. He smirked and used his teeth to hold the small amount of flesh, then started to gently suckle on it. He didn’t really want to leave a hickey on him, but if he did, he didn’t want it to be so bad that it couldn’t be covered up with makeup.

When he got bored with that and could tell it wasn’t affecting Ash quite as much, he licked a trail from his neck down to his chest as he reached down to pull his shirt up and over his head. With his shirt on the blanket next to them as well, he leaned down and latched on to one nipple while gently pinching the other again. His sweetheart moaned loudly and arched his back, trying to get his chest closer to his mouth.

He continued torturing his nipples for a few more minutes before deciding to continue licking his path lower to his abdomen. He traced the bold print of his “Outlaw” tattoo, which arched across his abdomen just above his navel. This drew a hiss and an aroused groan from his sweetheart, as well as a soft chuckle from him. While he slowly traced each letter with his tongue, he allowed his fingers to work open the fly of his tight jeans and reveled in the soft sigh that escaped his lips now that his arousal had a bit more freedom. Once his jeans had been pulled off and laid to the side with their shirts, he continued his path South, stopping long enough to stab his tongue into his navel.

“Ah, ah, ahhh!” he cried softly, arching his back in such a way that it pushed his belly and hips closer to his boyfriend’s face.

“Oh, so you like that, do ya?” Andy chuckled softly.

“Mmm hmm,” he murmured, nodding his head in a jerky motion. “I love it.”

“Then you’ll love what else I’ve got in store for you,” he said softly.

He continued further South until he ran into the bulging waistband of his boxers, gently gripping the elastic with his teeth. Ash hissed as he grazed his tip with them, not so roughly that it hurt, but enough to make him throb harder than he already was, and watched him pull his boxers down. Once they were off, he knelt between his thighs and turned his attention to the throbbing length before him.

The moment he wrapped his lips around its swollen head, his sweetheart let out a loud moan that made him sound like a whore. He smiled slightly before taking more of him into his mouth, finally managing to deep-throat him. He moaned louder with every inch of him that he managed to get into his mouth, finally crying out loud enough to be heard back at the house when he swallowed, causing his throat to tighten around his length in a vice-like grip. Andy then began to pull his length back out of his mouth, using his tongue to tease him as he came up. The fact that he could knot cherry stems with his tongue, which he didn’t know, helped with the teasing.

Now that he’d had enough, Ash pushed him off and sat up, deciding to torture him the same way he’d been tortured the last few minutes. With a devious smirk, he pushed him onto his back and crawled over him, stringing kisses across his jaw until he reached his ear. He repeated the same process on his boyfriend, enjoying the deep groans he released with every sweet spot he found. Soon enough, he found himself stabbing his tongue into his navel as he’d had done to him, drawing a gasp from him.

“Now I see why you liked it when I did that so much,” he ground out, throwing his head back.

“Hmm hmm,” he chuckled, continuing further South. “Believe it or not, it was something one of the girls I slept with tried on me, and it worked.”

“Mmm,” Andy hummed, gasping when he reached his waistband.

“Time for these to go,” Ash murmured, unbuttoning his jeans. “You’re wearing entirely too many clothes for my liking.”

“When am I ever wearing little enough for your liking?” he chuckled.

“Never. Unless we’re in the shower,” he answered, pulling his jeans down.

Once the offending denim was laid off to the side, he gripped his boxers in his teeth and pulled them down at an agonizingly slow pace. Andy had no idea that he could be teased so much by a single person, but that was to be expected by a virgin. He gasped as he felt his sweetheart’s lips wrap around his head, trying not to buck his hips up and make him take too much at once.

It wasn’t long before he’d managed to deep-throat him, even though he was much bigger than average, and he groaned when he swallowed. Ash gently pinched and tugged on his nipples as he sucked him off, the other hand gently massaging his balls. He had to reach down a few minutes later and pull him off so he didn’t cum too soon, but he knew what else he wanted to do. And not only did he want to do it, his sweetheart apparently did, too; they just had to figure out who was going to top and who was going to bottom. That was the next thing out of his mouth, rather than a raging whore moan, gasp, or aroused groan.

Since he’d already experimented with anal a bit in the past, Ash agreed to give bottom a try tonight. He wasn’t stretched out as much as someone who’d already had anal sex, but he wasn’t nearly as tight as someone who’d never done anything at all. He actually surprised his boyfriend when he was able to fit two fingers inside him right off the bat, as he’d been expecting him to be much tighter. He still moaned his pleasure as he thrust those two fingers, then added a third.

While he worked his boyfriend’s ass enough to be able to take his girth, Andy reached over to his jeans and grabbed the condom he’d brought. He hadn’t been sure if they’d actually go this far tonight, and even if it was only for the lube, he figured it’d be a better idea to have it and not need it than to need it and not have it. He ripped the foil packet open with his teeth, removing his fingers from his sweetheart long enough to get the condom rolled down his shaft, then knelt between his spread thighs. He lined himself up with his entrance and gently nudged him, giving him a chance to back out if he changed his mind. Ash pulled him down for a kiss and wrapped his legs around his waist, pulling him close enough to get his head in.

“Mmm,” he moaned into the kiss.

“You okay?” Andy asked, breaking the kiss to look down at him.

“I’m fine,” he answered. It was a bit more painful than he’d been anticipating, but not as bad as it would’ve been had Andy bottomed.

“Can I…?” he asked, refusing to move an inch.

“Go ahead. Just go slowly,” Ash answered, nodding his head.

Returning the nod, he gently lowered his hips inch by excrutiating inch, giving him time to adjust to his girth as he went. He’d known it was going to be a bit painful for him, even if he’d experimented with anal in the past, and he didn’t want to hurt him any more than he had to. Soon enough, though, he was bottomed out inside his boyfriend, just laying there as he allowed him to fully adjust.

“Ti amo molto, mio deviante,” he whispered, connecting their lips once again.

“Anch’io ti amo molto, mio profeta,” Ash answered. “Porca troia, per favore.”

With a smile, Andy granted his wish and began to move slowly, still not wanting to hurt him any more than he had to. His first couple moans were of pain, but after the first three or four thrusts, they became pleasurable and he cried out as he wrapped himself around his lover. His moans grew in volume and pitch, his arousal also growing, the faster his lover’s thrusts got, but the moment he slammed into his prostate, he couldn’t help the scream of pleasure that erupted from his throat.

“You like that, Ashes?” Andy asked, grunting as he thrust.

“Y-yeessss!” he cried beneath him, his arms starting to go slack.

He allowed his thrusts to gain even more speed, then decided to roll them over so that his sweetheart had the opportunity to ride him. Not only would that allow him to reach his prostate easier because of the change in angle, but it would give him easier access to the throbbing hard-on he knew needed attention. Once he was on top, he held still for a moment to give him a moment to adjust, surprised when he started bouncing in his lap on his own. His moans once again grew in volume and pitch, especially once he wrapped his hand around his length and began to gently stroke him. That lone action combined with him hitting his prostate repeatedly caused those moans to become screams of pleasure once again that would leave his throat raw.

“F-faster! H-harder!” Ash cried, leaning over him.

“You’re so tight, Ashes,” he murmured, wrapping his arms around him.

Andy pulled him down so that their chests brushed, gently locking their lips in a sweet kiss. He allowed his tongue to explore his mouth as he thrust into him in a more intimate way, catching his cries of pleasure in his mouth. It wasn’t easy for him to bounce now, so he just held his hips and drove into him from underneath, still hitting his prostate with each thrust. One hand soon roamed around to his front and wrapped around his length again, gently stroking him as the other hand held its grip on his hip while he thrust in deep. Soon enough, he could feel his own balls draw up as his sweetheart’s did, and knew their end was near.

“A-Andy! Mio profeta! I-I’m gonna c-cum!” Ash cried.

“Then cum for me, mio deviante,” he murmured.

“Ah, ah, ahhh!” he cried, burying his face into his lover’s neck. His hips jerked slightly as he came all over his chest and belly.

“Mmm,” Andy groaned, thrusting in deep as he finally came as well.

“I love you so much, Andy,” he moaned, collapsing atop his skinny frame.

“I love you just as much, Ashes,” he whispered, kissing his temple. “Forever and for always.”

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