Hi folks! Welcome back to my story based on characters from the earlier story Nathan's Nipples. This is Part 6. If you haven't yet read parts 1 thru 5 you can find them in my story archive here on my Prolific Authors page.
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Gamin Paramour, July 2021
Part 6
Monday morning Evan met me in front of the school like always. He greeted me with a huge smile because we hadn't seen each other since Saturday, and that sweet, lovely little face made me even more anxious about what I had to tell him. I motioned him off of the sidewalk so that other kids could pass and maneuvered us into a slightly less conspicuous place beside one of the big evergreen trees that flanked the school's entrance. He regarded me curiously, waiting for whatever I had to say.
"I finally called Drew's cell phone yesterday," I said. "We met up and had a long talk."
"It must have been sexy," Evan said with a lascivious smile, "if you have to tell me in private."
I looked away for a second but forced myself to make eye contact again. He'll understand I told myself again, and took a deep breath ready to wade in.
"You guys!" we heard in Alex's clear high voice. He and Benny were hurrying over to join us, utterly ruining the moment.
"Good morning, guys!" Evan said, grinning. He was in such a great mood I decided to wait until after school to tell him about my pretend date with Drew. "Where the hell were you on Saturday, Benny?" Evan lamented. "You missed all the fun at Alex's house!"
"Yeah, I know," Benny said, showing his disappointment. "My Mom's car broke down and my Dad had to replace the alternator, so I was helping him."
"You know about cars and stuff?" I asked, impressed.
"No," Benny laughed.
He had such a great self-deprecating sense of humor.
"I'm learning, I guess, but mostly I just hand tools to my Dad when he asks for them. But I know which tool is which, so I almost never hand him the wrong one!"
"Well that's pretty good," Alex said. "Better than I could do." Evan and I nodded agreement.
"Listen though, Evan," Alex said in a much softer voice, "Jake really needs to talk to you. Can you meet him after you finish eating lunch, behind that big shed where they keep the lawn mowers and stuff?"
"Why all the way over there?" Evan asked. "Just so his friends don't see us together?"
"Yeah," Alex admitted a bit sheepishly. "Sorry for all the sneaking around, but he didn't want to wait all the way until next weekend."
We never interacted with Jake at school, not once since the day he found our note, so we knew it must be important.
"Yeah, OK then," Evan said. "Nathan can come with me though, right?"
"Sure," Alex said. "It involves him too."
I opened my mouth to ask what was going on but the first bell rang, and still needing to stop at our lockers before class we had to hurry.
We nervously approached the maintenance shed and I asked Evan, "What can be so important that it can't wait until Saturday?"
"I guess we're about to find out," he said, looking around as if for enemy agents. We stepped around the corner and found Jake leaning his back against the shed, hands in pockets and looking rather contrite.
"Hi," he said in what sounded like embarrassment. "Thanks for coming out here."
"Anything for a friend," I said, and that made him look even more abashed.
"Are you OK?" Evan asked in genuine concern, placing his hand gently on Jake's strong forearm.
"I should ask you that," he said, his eyes meeting Evan's. "Listen, I'm really sorry for how I acted with you on Saturday," he said. "After Nathan's Mom picked you guys up Alex told me off good, and I deserved it."
"What do you mean, Jake?" Evan asked.
"I treated you like a piece of meat!" he blurted in close to a sob. "I didn't mean to, I swear! I thought I was doing something good for Nathan's sake, but Alex told me that it was exactly wrong for you Evan, and it made you feel real bad. I never meant to be mean to you and I'm so sorry!"
"You were mean to Evan for my sake?" I exclaimed, and Jake turned his apologetic eyes to me.
"I saw a funny look in your eyes when I told Evan how good I was gonna fuck him," he said. "I didn't mean anything by it. I was just talkin' sexy, you know, to make it hotter, but I thought it made you jealous because he's your boyfriend. So when me and Evan did it I tried to make it just about sex, only foolin' around with no emotions, so you wouldn't think I was trying to steal him or something."
"I didn't think that Jake," I said. "I know you love Alex."
"I do!" he insisted. "I'll never leave him for anybody else in the whole world!"
"I love how you and Alex feel about each other," Evan said. "It's just how me and Nathan feel. That's why we're so happy to be friends with you guys. We all understand what it's like to be in love with another boy."
Jake sniffed a little and managed a weak smile.
"But it isn't just that we have gay love in common," Evan continued. "You turned out to be such great, cool kids! In fact we like you so much that fooling around with you isn't just sex with no emotion. I really wanted you to make love to me and share all the feelings that I know we have for each other! And I do know you have it for me, Jake. It's different from what you feel for Alex but it's there and it's real and I want it!"
Jake's chest swelled and his smile grew wide. "Evan," he gushed, "you're the greatest kid ever!" but then he shot me a look and added, "except for Alex."
We both laughed and Jake relaxed about a thousand percent.
"Alex said almost the same thing on Saturday," he said. "He said you're just like him, how you both love being made love to. He said that when Nathan fucked him it was with real emotion and it made him feel loved all the way through the whole thing. I promise, Evan, that next time you'll feel every bit of my love for you."
"I can hardly wait," Evan said and we all shared a smile. "I kind of had a feeling when Alex hustled us up to the spa that he had something on his mind besides cuddling with his Jakey."
"Oh, we cuddled," Jake said, "and a lot more. He didn't give me hell until you guys went home. He said he was afraid I'd say something that would make you feel even worse, and he wanted me to have time to figure out what to say to you."
"Well it worked out great," Evan said. "Me and Nathan had a great time in the spa and it really did help me feel better, and so did this talk. Thank you, Jake."
The older boy smiled in relief.
As we walked back to the main school — separately from Jake of course — I reflected on how I was going to deliver Evan's second serious relationship discussion of the day.
"You're gonna do what?" Evan asked in a tone that was half disbelieving and half hurt. "Fooling around is one thing, Nathan, but something doesn't feel right about this."
We had been rocking back and forth on adjacent swings at the otherwise deserted playground in our neighborhood, but at that point we stopped and twisted to face one another.
"Drew knows it won't be real," I insisted, my voice conveying a bit of pleading as well as a bit of apology. "I made it real clear that you are my one and only boyfriend and I want to keep it that way. But he's been thinking about this for two solid years!"
"That's not your problem, Nathan," Evan said. "Drew has to understand that it's not enough just to love someone. They have to love you back, and if they don't you have to keep looking until you find the one who does."
"That's easy for us to say. We were lucky and found each other right away. I really do have feelings for Drew, sort of like with Jake and Alex. I hate to see him so miserable, especially if there's something I can do to make it better."
"I think it would be playing right into his hands," Evan said.
"What does that mean? You talk like he's Dr. Doom or something."
"Maybe that's not too far off," Evan said, uncharacteristic flint in his eyes.
"What? Like he's got some sort of an evil plan?" I half-mocked, and was instantly sorry I had.
Evan hesitated, turned away like he had decided not to say what he was thinking, but then turned back to confront me again.
"Yeah!" he said. "A plan to steal my boyfriend! He might have loved you first Nathan but you loved me first!"
My jaw dropped as tears sprang from Evan's blue eyes. In a second he was crying openly and I felt like someone had punched me in the heart. Not even considering who might see us in that wide-open playground I jumped out of my swing and fell to my knees in front of Evan. I pulled him to me, out of his swing and on top of me, both of us falling to the packed dirt under the swing set. I didn't kiss him, just held his weeping face to my shoulder and whispered over and over into his ear how much I loved him.
After a couple of minutes his sobs slowed and mostly stopped. Still I held him, and I ventured a quick kiss on his neck.
"Do you promise, Nathan?" he asked so softly I barely heard him. "Do you swear that you'll still love me, no matter what?"
"Yes, baby, yes," I said. "I swear."
He lifted his head and looked into my eyes. "It'll be like acting in a play, right?" he asked, his quavering voice full of hope. "You'll tell him you love him but you'll really still love me."
"That's right, Evan," I said gently. "I'll always love you, no matter what."
He managed a weak smile. "We'd better get up before somebody sees us."
Tommy let Drew and me into his Dad's newest flip house but he didn't come inside. "The best room for doin' it is the smaller bedroom upstairs," he said. "The other room has a bigger bed but no window curtains." Then with a sly smile he added, "Me and Richie checked it out the other day. I hope you have as much fun as we did!"
Drew grinned and said, "We will!" and I piped in with "Thanks, Tommy. You're a pal."
He nodded and put the key back into his pocket so I wouldn't have to get it back to him when we were done. "Don't forget to flip the lock on this door when you leave. Don't want my Dad's crew to find it open Monday morning."
"Don't worry," I said as Tommy closed the door and hurried back to his bike.
"So," Drew said slowly. "Here we are."
"Yeah," I said a bit nervously. I was still a little worried about Evan's feelings about all of this, and also I had a bit of stage fright about my upcoming performance. I really wanted to do this well so that Drew could really have the experience of lovemaking, as opposed to mere sex. Otherwise there was no point, and I was putting Evan through hell for nothing.
I chose not to dwell on such thoughts, lest failure become a self-fulfilling prophecy.
"Stay away from the windows," I said, and Drew nodded. He didn't want to get caught there any more than I did.
When the Four Musketeers used one of these houses obviously Tommy was with us. As long as we weren't caught naked we could probably get away with saying it was our pretend gangster hideout or the King's castle or whatever childish nonsense we could make up. Better his Dad thought we were playing make-believe like a bunch of 6-year-olds than to know what we were really doing. But if Drew and I got caught when Tommy wasn't even there it would be trouble whether we were doing anything dirty at the time or not.
"This must be the room," Drew said at the top of the stairs. "It has curtains."
I followed him in and we sat on the side of the bed, both with our hands in our laps. Drew seemed almost as nervous as me and made only fleeting eye contact as we smiled shyly at each other.
"Nice place," he finally said, though it actually wasn't. It was dated and dingy and the rug was worn out. He wasn't being sarcastic though, just making small talk.
"Tommy's Dad will make the whole house nicer," I said. "Then he can sell it for a lot of money."
"Yeah," Tommy said. "That's cool."
A bit of silence passed.
"It was a great idea to use these empty houses to fool around," he finally said.
"Yeah, it works great," I said. "It was Evan's idea." I was instantly sorry I had brought up his name and I watched Drew for a negative reaction but saw none in his eyes.
"It's been fun today, Nathan," Drew finally said. "Thanks again for lunch, and for taking me bowling."
"You're welcome," I said. "You're real fun to go on a date with."
Drew smiled even more shyly and actually blushed.
I made what I hoped was sexy eye contact and said, "And the date isn't over yet, either."
I softly touched his bare thigh just below the hem of his shorts and I felt him melt.
We drifted together, our arms coming around each other and our lips pressing in a firm kiss. We nibbled and tasted each other's mouths for a long time, our hands searching each other's backs and sides, and I put one hand behind his head so that I could kiss him harder and probe into his mouth with my tongue. As the minutes passed I felt both of us getting more and more excited.
"Tell me Nathan," he murmured huskily. "Tell me now."
I kissed him again knowing that this was the moment, the test. I kissed him deeply and passionately before pulling back to look him straight in the eyes.
"I love you, Drew," I said, astonishing myself with how natural and real it seemed. This didn't feel like a part in a school play. This came from some unknown place deep in my soul, a place I hadn't known existed until that very moment.
Intellectually I knew that it wasn't strictly true because I was still completely devoted to Evan. This little charade was just a favor to a good kid who deserved a moment of happiness, yet I couldn't deny that some part of me had much more authentic feelings for Drew than I ever realized.
We engaged again in a deep, fierce French kiss, swirling our tongues and taking turns sucking them just as lustily as we had sucked each other's cocks that day in the woods. We clutched our bodies together and moaned out our passion, and I pushed him over onto his back and climbed on top of him, feeding hungrily on his magnificent lips and tongue. I felt him trying to pull my t-shirt up.
"Help me," he said, and I rolled away to my side so that we could skin the shirt off. I kicked away my shoes but didn't take time for the socks while Drew reached for my shorts. With my help they and my briefs were down and off in seconds.
"Now you," I said, already reaching for his shirt, and between us we got him down to only his socks in a few seconds. He jumped on top of me and we instantly re-engaged in our animal make-out. Drew ground his slim stiffness against my hip as he reached down to grip mine, our tongue-dance continuing even more aggressively than before. He kissed down to my chest and stopped short.
"Nathan!" he exclaimed. "Your nipples are huge!" and before I could launch into an explanation of my unfortunate/fortunate medical history he was on them, sucking the left one with greater passion than ever and tweaking and pinching the right.
I sucked in my breath and threw my head back. He had a wonderful touch, seriously giving Evan a run for his money, and soon the electric shocks were firing inside me like I'd stuck my dick into a light socket. Drew nibbled my sharp nub and my excitement vaulted higher yet.
"God, your dick is even harder than it was in the woods!" Drew exclaimed with joy as he gripped it tightly. "Fuck me now, Nathan! I'm so fucking hot for you!"
I felt around frantically on the bed. "Where are my shorts?" I demanded. "The lube is in my shorts!"
"On the floor I think," Drew said. "Hurry, Nathan!"
I leaped off the bed and picked up a pair of shorts but they were Drew's. I threw them aside almost angrily, found mine and produced the little tube of K-Y that Jake had provided by way of Steve's older brother. I vaulted back onto the bed where Drew was already on his back with his knees pulled up to his chest.
Even in my frenzy I had to stop and admire his beauty. Drew was on the very precipice of puberty, even able to produce a bit of watery, immature jizz every couple of days, yet he had nary a hair anywhere on his gorgeous, slim body. Such a lovely picture it was, with his long thin dick aiming straight back at his face in stony erection. His small loose nuts hung below in a casual, somehow cavalier posture and his pink posterior smelled fresh and sweet despite the moderate exercise of bowling.
And there was that beautiful, pink and perfect boy-pussy; that scrumptious beckoning portal to the heavens. It was open and relaxed, as ready for me as it could be in spite of Drew's virginity. He said he wanted me to be the very first one to enter him and this wondrous vision proved his desire beyond doubt.
"Don't use too much lube," he said. "I want to feel it."
"OK," I said, squeezing out just a fingertip of the cool gel. I carefully painted Drew's hole, noting its heat and the little jolt of pleasure he registered at the contact. I poked my fingertip just inside so there would be some lubrication on the very inner lip of his anus.
"Not too much on you, either, Nathan," he insisted. "Just a coating, OK?"
"OK," I said, "if that's what you want."
"Don't worry about hurting me," he said. "I practiced a couple of times this week, with hot dogs I stole out of the fridge."
I smiled down at him. "I hope they weren't jumbo hot dogs," I teased, "or you're about to be very disappointed."
We laughed and he gazed up at me lovingly. I felt a pang of guilt as Evan's face popped into my mind, but a second later my dick wrestled back control and I crawled forward between Drew's open legs.
With a thumb and two fingers I aimed my intensely stiff three-and-a-half inches at his shining fuck-hole. My head began to nose inside and I felt once again the amazing thrill of penetration. It was different from Evan or Alex and yet the same, at once unique and universal. I paused on the threshold of this beautiful, eager boy's most sacred place.
"Do it," Drew breathed. "Fuck me, Nathan."
I didn't really thrust, just sort of leaned forward, and my unyielding cockhead slipped through Drew's ring of muscle like it was always meant to be there.
"Oh, yeah Nathan," Drew sighed dreamily. "Oh my God! I knew it would feel good!"
I leaned further forward and my shaft steadily sank until I was a good halfway in. Unlike the other boys I'd been with there was no resistance. Even Alex who had been fucked with bigger dicks than mine a dozen times had not been this relaxed. Drew's body was inviting me in, pulling me in, and the happy smile on his face said he was delighted.
I scooted forward the final two inches until my thighs were touching the cheeks of his ass. I gripped his hips with my hands and began pushing myself into him for real. He gasped and moaned but still he willed himself open for me, welcoming my lusty intrusion.
"Give me everything, Nathan," Drew begged. "All the way, deep inside. I need it, baby. I've needed it for so long!"
I don't know if three-and-a-half inches can really be called "deep" but I was sure as hell going to give him what I had. I pulled with my hands and pushed with my hips and in a few seconds my pubic bone was crushed against that lovely perineum and I was all the way in.
"Oh, yes!" Drew groaned, squeezing with his ass muscles so that his steaming hot channel gripped me fiercely. "Oh my God I love your dick!"
I gasped in pleasure and held myself inside him at maximum depth. "I love your ass, Drew!" I moaned.
Drew began rhythmically clenching and relaxing his sphincter, essentially massaging my dick with his asshole. Somehow it felt like it wasn't all in the same spot, like the squeeze was undulating up and down the length of my shaft.
"Holy crap!" I exclaimed. "How the hell are you doing that?"
"I've dreamed about this, Nathan," he said, excitement heavy in his voice. "I practiced on the hot dogs until I could do it. You like it, right baby?"
"Fuck yeah!"
"God it feels so much better with your dick than a hot dog!" he sighed. "But I need you to fuck me now Nathan. Come on, baby, give it to me!"
I started to thrust and Drew stopped squeezing. My dick slid effortlessly it's entire length and I slammed into him faster and faster. I leaned down into the missionary position so I could kiss him, and Drew immediately wrapped his legs around my waist and his arms around my neck, crushing me to him and kissing me like he was trying to crawl face-first down my throat.
I thrust faster and harder, my full length pistoning in and out like a machine. He moaned into my mouth as we kissed, breaking it only to beg me to fuck him even harder. On and on we fucked and I was surprised at my own energy.
Drew suddenly broke our embrace and pushed my shoulders a foot away. I stared at him uncomprehending until with a look of sheer desperation he ducked his head to my chest and clamped his mouth on one of my tack-sharp nipples!
I thought I was already in orbit but this put me somewhere beyond the asteroid belt. I slammed and slammed into him, probably not really any harder or faster but it sure felt like it. I became aware of my own hot sweat coating my body and running down onto him.
"I'm gonna cum!" he exclaimed in a tone of pure wonder. "Oh my fucking God! I'm almost... almost..."
I felt his entire body clench, pulses wracking his slim frame and his arms and legs squeezing me with all their strength. He moaned and pulsed again, gripping my cock with his strong ass muscles over and over. I could barely move but I kept trying to thrust as the waves crashed over him.
Drew's orgasm wound down surprisingly quickly and I realized that I wouldn't have time to get there myself. I knew he would have let me keep pounding until I got mine but this afternoon was supposed to be about him, so I slowed my screwing to match his descent from the heights and finally stopped.
We lay entwined for many seconds before Drew released me and let his arms and legs flop limply down to the mattress. I gently pulled back and out of him and rolled to his side panting. In a minute Drew regained his breath and turned to me with a grin.
"Wow, Nathan," he said almost reverently. "That was amazing! Thank you, man, thank you." I leaned in and kissed him again, our tongues swirling and playing back and forth for a solid minute until we broke apart and beamed at each other.
"Holy shit, Nathan!" he cried in happy surprise. "Look at that!"
I followed his look down to his lower belly, just above his smooth pubic mound. There glistening in the light was a small wet patch, its irregular, amoeba-like shape instantly taking me back to the first time with Jake and Alex, when Jake shot a few tiny drops of cum onto his boy's stomach and chest. There was only one dollop on Drew but it was apparent that he had shot this minuscule load strictly from my fucking! He couldn't have been jerking it out of himself like Jake because his hands were engaged hugging me to him. Drew had a hands-free ejaculation!
"Oh wow!" I exclaimed. "Man, that's so cool!"
Drew rolled me onto my back and attacked my lips yet again, and I couldn't fathom how he had the stamina. An initial deep kiss quickly softened into gentle pecks on the lips.
"This is so perfect, Nathan," he said as he settled half atop me with his head on my shoulder. Though he was a year older and somewhat bigger he felt strangely small in my arms. I kissed his forehead and whispered soft thank-yous into his ear before falling into deep-breathing silence. I held him for a long time as he drifted somewhere between afterglow and sleep until I heard his soft high voice.
"Nathan?"
"Yeah, Drew."
"That was even better than I hoped it would be," he said. "Somehow I knew, even the first time I saw you way back on Family Day, that you were the boy for me."
"Drew..." I began.
"Wait," he interrupted. "I need to say this."
He still lay with his head on my shoulder looking down at our entwined bodies. I wanted to look into his eyes but he clearly didn't want to move.
"You were the first boy I ever got a boner for," he said. "I had lots of boners before that but it wasn't really for a reason, ya know? I just got a boner sometimes. But that day I knew why. I saw you naked and got super turned on and I knew it was for you and only you."
"I got all excited from seeing you too," I said. "I just didn't know what it meant."
"For a long time, like since I was 8 or something, I had the feeling that I was different. It had to do with boys somehow but I didn't really know what I was feeling until I met you. I thought you were the most beautiful boy ever," he said, still not looking at me. "I still do. You're so fucking sexy I can't stand it!"
I felt the heat of blush rise in my face and I had the old Nathan impulse to play it down, to aw shucks the compliment away like I always did, but somehow I just didn't want to.
"Your dick isn't very big but it's perfect!" Drew went on, even more excitedly. "It gets so fucking hard! And I love the little bend that it has."
"My dick has a bend?" I asked in surprise.
"Yeah, just a little tiny bit, up toward your belly," Drew said. "I noticed it when I sucked you in the woods. Then today when you pushed your dick inside I could actually feel the bend going into me! Between the bend and the angle with my knees up over my shoulders you kept touching that special spot inside me, and it felt better than anything! That's why I came so fucking hard Nathan, better than I ever came before. I shot sperm onto my stomach without even touching my dick!"
"That was cool," I agreed, smiling down at him. His soft blond hair was damp with boy sweat and it smelled sexy as fuck.
"I never came without touching my dick before," he said in wonder, "not even a dry one! That was all you, Nathan. That's how hot I am for you!"
I didn't know what to say but I knew he wasn't finished so I simply waited.
"Your butt is just the roundest, cutest little thing," he giggled. "I just want to squeeze it and kiss it and fuck it all day long!"
I couldn't suppress a sigh of rapidly mounting desire. It was already far too late in the afternoon but all I wanted was for Drew to roll my knees up to my shoulders and shove his long, slim rod up into me where it belongs. I wanted him to fuck my cute round butt all day long!
"And you have those amazing nipples too! God I loved licking them and sucking them and biting them! Nathan, no other boy could ever be as hot as you! Never!"
"Drew, I think you're super hot too, but..."
He quickly pulled away just enough to turn his face up to me. His eyes were wide open and in them I read anguish and conflict and disappointment, but also firm resolve.
"Let me finish," he insisted. "I love you Nathan, even more now than I did before, and that's why I think you should stay with Evan."
My mouth fell open, but I have to say my astonishment was gilded with relief.
"Let's face it," Drew pressed on quickly, as if he needed to get it said before he changed his mind. "You love him way more than you love me." His expression softened into pure hope as he softly added, "You do, don't you Nathan? Love me just a little?"
"Yes, Drew," I said, pulling him to me and kissing him sweetly. "I really do, but Evan is, like, in my soul or something."
He gave a short chuckle. "That's almost what Hunter said yesterday. He said he loved me from his soul."
"He did?"
"Yeah," Drew said. "We had a big talk yesterday after school and he told me he was in love with me. I guess I was going on and on about the big date you and I were going to have and how I was sure that once you saw how great we were together you would want to be with me instead of Evan. And you know what he said? He said that if I needed to be with you to figure out that he's really the one for me then I should go ahead and he'd be waiting right there for me."
I smiled. "Sounds like love to me, Drew."
He gave one of his lopsided smiles and said, "Yeah, me too. And you know what's weird? When I first moved here and me and Hunter got to be such good friends so fast I felt kind of guilty, like I was cheating on you."
I sighed and said, "Drew, you can't cheat on someone who isn't even your boyfriend."
"I know," he said sadly. "In my stupid head you were my boyfriend already for two whole years when we didn't even really know each other! You must think I'm a complete weirdo."
"No," I said gently. "I think you're a sweet, confused boy with a ton of love in his heart. Figuring out that you're gay is really hard. I was lucky I had Evan to help me, and you know what? You're pretty lucky too because you have Hunter."
Drew smiled and nodded. "I am lucky, aren't I? Hunter loves me and someday I might be ready to love him back."
"And you have a whole bunch of new gay friends to help you too," I said. "Jake and Alex have been really good to Evan and me, really being our friends and letting us be our real selves for the first time. I know they want to be your friends too."
"They seem nice," Drew said, "and Alex is massively cute!"
"Boy, he sure is! And he just loves it up the butt!"
"And Evan doesn't mind," he asked tentatively, "that you fuck other boys?"
"He's not jealous," I said. "He knows I love him to pieces, and we've always had sex with other kids for fun. I told you, he wants to do stuff with you too."
"Not after today though, huh? I mean, I did try to steal you away from him."
"I think it'll be cool," I said, "especially after I tell him how you said I should stay with him. He doesn't hold a grudge."
"I hope not," Drew said, "because he's just as cute as Alex!"
I was really antsy all through dinner to the point where my Dad had to scold me for bouncing my knee under the table. I was really anxious about how Evan dealt with this afternoon, knowing I was off telling some other boy that I loved him. While helping Mom with the dishes I decided that I just couldn't wait until morning.
"Can I go over to Evan's, Mom?" I asked, looking up to her hopefully.
"Oh honey, it'll be dark soon," she said. "You can see him tomorrow."
"Just for a little while," I begged. "Look outside. The sun's still up!"
"Barely," she said, still firm. "In half an hour it'll be pitch dark."
"It's never pitch dark around here Mom," I argued, careful to keep my tone respectful. "There's street lights the whole way, and I promise I'll be back by 8."
Eight o'clock was the witching hour as far as my Mom was concerned, when every innocent child should be home in the bosom of their family.
"Well," she said, and I knew she was caving. "OK, but not one minute later, young man."
I hugged her lower half with a grin. "Thanks, Mom! You're the best!"
Yes, I know I laid it on a little thick, but she ate it up.
Evan's Mom came to the door wiping her hands on a kitchen towel. "Oh," she said in surprise. "Nathan. It's a little late, isn't it?"
"A little I guess. Can Evan come out for a few minutes? I have to talk to him about something."
"He might be in his PJs already," she said, and I flashed on how incredibly cute he looked in pajamas.
"I'm still dressed, Mom," Evan said, ducking under her arm to step out the door.
He didn't look nearly as pleased to see me as he usually did.
"OK, then," she said, and I could tell she noticed his subdued manner. "But stay in the yard, OK?"
"Yes, Mom," he said and ambled silently beside me over to their small patio set on its 10-by-12 concrete slab. We sat and he just looked at me without cracking a smile. I opened my mouth to speak but Evan cut me off.
"I guess you came to tell me that you and Drew are gonna be boyfriends now."
"No!" I exclaimed in horror. "Evan! I love you and I wanna be your boyfriend forever!"
"Shhh!" he admonished. "Not so loud!"
"Oh shit!" I muttered, and both of us looked to the house to see if his Mom was looking. Evan turned back to me with a burst of hope in his eyes.
"Really, Nathan?" he asked softly but eagerly. "You're not gonna leave me?"
I took his hand. "I'll never leave you, Evan," I said with every iota of sincerity in my heart. "I want to be with you until I die — a really long time from now!"
Evan laughed and I drank in the joyous sound of it. He pulled me out of my seat by the hand and hurried us over to the dark privacy of the garage. I threw my arms around him and gave him one of the best, deepest, sloppiest kisses ever. It lasted a long time and our stiff little dicks were soon prodding each other.
"God I wish I could blow you right now!" he breathed. His hand found my cock and rhythmically squeezed it.
"Me too, baby," I said in equal passion. "I want it real bad but I have to get home. My Mom is already a little mad that I went out after dinner."
"Yeah, it would be too dangerous anyway," he said. "But promise me that when you jerk off tonight you'll pretend I'm sucking you right here in the garage! I'll think about it too and it'll be like we really did it together."
"And then tomorrow we can fool around for real," I said naughtily. "Maybe the Four Musketeers can go to the flip house."
Evan broke away. It didn't feel like anger; more like hurt.
"I don't want to do it in that house," he said, and I instantly realized why. It would be like rubbing his face in the fact that I had been there with Drew.
"I'm sorry, Evan," I said. "Somewhere else, then."
"The woods!" we said in unison, and I basked in Evan's broad smile.
"You have to tell me all about what happened, Nathan," he said. "Not the sex things, but just how the boyfriend stuff got settled."
"OK," I said. "Tomorrow I'll tell you the whole story. For now I'll just say that Drew finally understands that I won't ever be his boyfriend, and he hopes you don't hate him." After a moment looking into his eyes I added, "I told him you're not the kind of kid who hates people."
Evan cocked his head and said, "I could make an exception in his case," but when my eyebrows went up he grinned and pulled me into a hug. "Drew doesn't have to worry," he chuckled into my ear. "I have my Nathan and everything's OK."
Thanks for reading Part 6 of Nathan's Naughty Note. Part 7 is coming soon, or if you came to this story late it's already in my story archive here on my Prolific Authors page.
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