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“Your lips are so soft.” Strify whispered, reaching up to stroke Bill's slightly swollen lips. “Fucking irresistible.” he pecked them once again, only to make it lead into a deeper gesture.

Bill blushed and giggled, swiping his tongue across Strify's lip ring. “That coming from you.” His hands traveled beneath Strify's shirt, teasing the soft skin. He slipped his fingers into the belt loops below, groaning when the brunette's tongue found it's way into his mouth.

Strify chuckled as their lips parted. Bill had suddenly become fond of sucking on his neck. “Is this because you're happy to see me, or is it hormones?”

Bill smirked, biting down near Strify's Adam's apple as he pulled down the boy's zipper. “Well...it's both. I have been horny all day, but...I am glad to see you.”

“Good to know I'm not being used for sexual release.”

The pregnant boy stuck out his tongue while Strify lifted his hips, allowing him to pull off his jeans. Bill smiled at the bulge in his boyfriend's bright green briefs. “Might that be for me?”

“No one else.” Strify smiled, leaning back on his hands.

“Good.” Bill stated, pulling the green material down to Strify's ankles and letting it rest in a pile with the boy's jeans. “Because I don't particularly like sharing.”

“Should you really be kneeling?”

Bill rolled his eyes. He'd already thought ahead and put a pillow under his knees. Instead of a reply, he stroked Strify's erection slowly, watching it grow to it's full potential. His thumb swiped across the head, smearing the dollops of precum.

A soft kissed was laid on the tip before being swallowed whole. Strify grunted. “Do you even own a gag reflex?” he choked out. Speaking was nearly impossible when Bill had his mouth on you.

Bill hummed, sending vibrations through his boyfriend's penis. The brunette took it as a no. Bill pressed the stud in his tongue against the prominent vain of the meat in his mouth and teased it harshly. He could feel the pleasure coursing through Strify's body, and it only made him more determined to please his boyfriend further.

Pulling Strify out of his mouth, he let his jaw rest a moment. “Ugh. I'm so off my game.” he groaned, lazily stroking the saliva coated organ.

“N-No. You're doing great. Amazing really. You should continue.”

The kneeling boy smirked, sucking the tip between his plump lips as he rolled Strify's testicles over his fingers. The piercing in his mouth dug into the head, the taste of precum teasing his taste buds as Strify moaned.

He continued his torturing antics for several more minutes, each face Strify made only more erotic than the last. “Bill...not gonna last.” he choked out.

Bill hummed, giving one final suck as an okay, looking up at his boyfriend lustfully. Strify panted, body rocking back and forth slightly and mouth agape as he went over the edge.

“Bill, I made your favorite!”

Bill's eyes widened in horror as his bedroom door opened. Simone waltzed right in, announcing that lunch was ready, at the very moment Bill had pulled away from Strify in shock, only to have the boy empty his load all over his face.

All three we still, frozen in their places. Bill was the only one to move, grabbing a small pillow and tossing it over his boyfriend's still leaking penis. He did so even with his eyes closed, due to the fact that semen was slathered over his eyelids and lashes, lips, and even hanging off the end of his nose.

“...I'll...just...dinner is ready...” Simone backed-up slowly, eyes forever impure with the site of her son on his knees...doing such...things. The sound of the door closing and steps down the hall were the only things to allow the boys to breathe.

“...you're father is going to kill me.” was all Strify managed to say, fear all over his face.

Bill pursed his lips, feeling the air cool the substance all over his face. Wiping the goop from his eyes, he looked at his boyfriend. “She won't tell him. Right now, anyway. She'll probably use it as blackmail later on.”

“Blackmail?” Strify squeaked.

Bill shook his head, grabbing his bed to pull himself to his feet. “It's whatever. I'm gonna go clean up. You okay?”

“Just...completely mortified. Your mother saw me cum on your face. I'll never be able to look her in the eyes again.”

As he wiped his face with a white wash cloth, he couldn't help but chuckle. “It's not the first time she's walked in on me. She's seen me jerk off, finger myself, and fuck myself with dildos. She even saw me having sex with Yu one time. My bedroom door shifts sometimes and unlocks without me knowing. It sucks, but at least I don't have to be shy around her.”

Strify made a mental note to never do anything sexual in Bill's room unless they barricaded the door. “You hungry?” he asked as he pulled his underwear back on in a desperate attempt to change the subject.

Emerging from the bathroom, Bill smiled. “Yes, considering I got more on my face than in my mouth.” he smirked, pecking the half blonde's lips.

Strify grinned and kissed back. “You have no idea-” he paused, kissing him even more passionately. “-how hot you looked with my cum all over you face.”

Bill giggled, blushing lightly. “At least next time I suck you off, I can swallow.” he said, patting his stomach.

Strify dropped to his knees, putting his ear to Bill's stomach, just above his stretched bellybutton. “We get to meet you soon, little ones.”

Bill made a face.

“What's wrong?”

“Nauseous.” he mumbled, closing his eyes as his stomach made an uncomfortable turn. He felt like the infants were kickboxing, knocking his stomach back and forth in his abdomen. “No big deal.”

“Are you sure?”

Bill nodded, putting a hand to his mouth. “Yeah. I uh...I just need to-” he stopped, shaking his head before waddling as fast as he could to the bathroom, lifting the toilet lid just before his lunch shot out of his mouth, much less tastier than he'd remembered.

By his side within seconds, Strify held Bill's hair back as the poor boy vomited. Bill made a sound of disgust, spatting into the toilet before yanking the silver handle and sitting back on the cold tile floor. Strify rubbed his shoulder, kissing his nor flushed cheek. “Feel better?”

Absentmindedly, the pregnant boy nodded, sighing and hiding his face in his hands. “Yeah. I guess lunch didn't agree with me.”

“Lunch was five hours ago.”

“Well, the twins decide to kick my stomach around, so I'm guessing it helped it come up.” he grumbled, brushing his teeth like a maniac. He hated the horrible after taste that puking left in his mouth.

“You should probably wait to have dinner then. Let your stomach settle.” he said.

“I don't really want dinner. I wanna sleep. Help me to bed?” he asked, rinsing his mouth and drying his lips on the hand towel.

Strify nodded, standing before helping Bill do the same. He slipped his hands up the the back of Bill's shirt, unclasping his bra in the process. “Get changed, and I'll go tell your dad you aren't feeling well, okay?”

“What about mom?”

“What part of 'she just saw me cum on your face' didn't you understand?”

Bill barked out a laugh and kissed Strify. “Love you.”

Kissing back, Strify uttered the same before leaving the room, Bill with a large grin on his face. Once back in his room, Bill stripped down his briefs, snatching up a tank top and pulling it on his little effort. He looked down at his torso. The shirt had widely cut arm holes, so the sides of his breasts hung out shamelessly. Normally he would pull on something else, but he really did care at this point. He merely shrugged and climbed into bed, curling beneath the blankets.

Once Strify returned to his boyfriend's room, he could only smile when he saw that Bill was already fast asleep, hair askew on his pillow, mouth slightly open as he breathed slowly. He tugged off his shirt and jeans, tossing them onto Bill's dresser. He bid the unconscious boy goodnight before turning off the lamp beside him, pulling the boy into his arms.

~

Bill awoke uncomfortably. He rubbed his make-up free eyes with a frown on his face. His entire body ached. His skin was rosy and hot to the touch, his head was pounding, and yet again, he felt the need to vomit. He struggled to sit up, trying his best not to awaken his boyfriend who was sleeping peacefully beside him.

He swiped his hand across his forehead, rather surprised to find how moist his skin was. He scowled and rubbed his temples for a moment.

A sharp kick within his stomach made him grab his abdomen and let out a groan, bile rising further in his throat. Bill reached for his trashcan quickly, emptying what little resided in his stomach, into the bin.

All the gagging woke up Strify, who sat up and rubbed his boyfriend's back almost immediately. “Are you sure you're okay? You haven't thrown up this much in months.”

Bill set the trash bin back down on the floor, grabbing a tissue off a nearby table to wipe his mouth. “I feel really weird.”

“Explain.”

“My head hurts. My back is being a total bitch right now. I feel like I'm in a fucking oven!” he explained.

Strify paused for a moment, looking Bill over. “Bill...I think you're going into labor.”

Bill's eyes widened and he frantically began shaking his head. “No! No, I'm not! I'm just sick! It's just-” Bill cut off and leaned back a bit, looking down at his lap. A tiny splashing sound rang through the boys' ears just seconds before a wetness spread over Bill's boxer briefs.

“Fuck.” was all that came out of Strify's mouth, only staring as the clear liquid began trickling down Bill's legs and onto the floor. “Stay here!” he said, all but jumping out of the bed. “I'll go get your parents!”

The pregnant boy's eyes refused to draw away from his lap. That is, until he felt a contraction. His nails dug into his mattress as his stomach twisted. “Fuck, fuck, FUCK!” he chanted, eyes shut tight as he desperately tried to remember the breathing techniques he'd learned in his classes.

As the pain of the contraction subsided, Bill's eyes landed on the ceiling, tears in his eyes. Wrapping his arm around his swollen belly, he sniffled, blinking back his tears. “Why did you do this to me, Yu?” he asked, pursing his lips.

He thought back to his relationship with the older boy. His first time popped into his mind. He remembered the pain and the pleasure all too well.

~

Bill was shaking uncontrollably. He couldn't help it. His boyfriend was kissing him, alternating back and forth between his lips and his neck. He didn't pretend he didn't like it, because well...he did. He kissed back, despite the fear bubbling up inside of him.

He had said 'I love you' to Yu a month earlier. It had taken a few more weeks for Yu to say it back, but it wasn't forced. And here they were in a hotel room...alone...on a Friday night with Bill's parents thinking he was Andreas'.

Yu pulled away from Bill, brows furrowing together when he saw the fear and nervousness in the boy's eyes. “Are you okay?”

Bill nodded and faked a smile, but it wasn't convincing.

“Don't lie to me. What's wrong?”

Bill sighed and looked down at his hands. “We've been together for six months.”

Yu smiled. “Yeah. Which is why we're here. We're supposed to be celebrating, but you look like you saw a fucking ghost.”

“Yu...You're so sweet to do this for our six month anniversary. But...that's not the entire reason you brought me here...is it?”

Yu frowned. “What are you saying?”

“I know you're expecting sex from me tonight, Yu!” Bill exclaimed. “And I don't think I'm ready to make that big of a step in our relationship.” Bill saw the annoyance and disappointment in Yu's eyes immediately.

“You were shaking. Why?”

“I just...I just told you.”

“No, you told me what you don't wanna do. Not what you don't plan on doing. You were shaking because you thought I was gonna make you...weren't you?”

Bill swallowed hard. He couldn't deny that the thought had lingered in the back of his mind. He tucked his hair behind his ear in the awkward silence, feeling extremely guilty when he saw how hurt Yu was by the silent accusation.

“Bill...I would never make you do something you didn't wanna do. I love you. Don't get me wrong, I really want us to have sex....but I'm not gonna force you into anything. What kind of guy do you think I am?”

“I don't...fuck, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to think like that! I just freaked out when I saw the champagne and the rose petals! I never meant for you to think that I think badly of you. I love you too, and I want you to be the one who takes my virginity...but...”

“But what?”

Bill pursed his lips. “But nothing. I...I wanna do it. Here, right now...and with you.”

“Bill, don't. You just said you weren't ready.”

“And now I'm changing my mind. Please...I want this. I want you.”

Yu sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose with his thumb and pointer finger. “...I don't want you regretting this in the morning. I want this to be special for you. I want it to be something we can look back on in a few years and realize how amazing it was.”

Bill kissed Yu firmly on the lips and looked him dead in the eyes. “I won't regret it. I want us to take this step. I wanna feel you. I need to feel that connection.”

“Only if you're sure.”

Bill plopped down on Yu's lap and smiled. “I am.”

Yu's lips mashed against his in an instant. He moaned softly as their pierced tongues met in the inch of air between them, intertwining as one in utter passion. Yu's hand crept it's way up Bill's leg, grasping the top of his thigh desperately. He shoved Bill down onto the bed, his lips landing on the boy's neck, which led to many hickeys.

Bill whined and swatted his boyfriend's shoulder. “Cut it out, Yu! My parents think I'm at Andi's, and I normally don't come back from his house with hickeys all over my neck!”

“Fine.” Yu grunted, then proceeded to smirk. “I'll leave them where only you and me can see them.” he whispered, snaking his hands to the hem of Bill's T-shirt, which was off the younger boy quite quickly.

His mouth found it's way to Bill's left nipple, lapping and tugging at the pierced bud. Bill's jaw hung open, another moan escaping from between his swollen lips. He tugged childishly on Yu's sleeve, giving him a look. “Off.” he demanded.

Yu smirked and sat up, stripping off his zombie shirt. He stood for a moment, removing his jeans in record time and tossing them onto a nearby chair. Yu had never been keen to wearing underwear, and he hadn't changed his mind that night. Bill had little time to stare before Yu's tongue was reinserted into his mouth, a pair of hands tearing apart the button on his pants.

His jeans were disposed of soon enough, leaving him in only his undergarments. “Can I...?” Yu whispered, finger hooked into the stretchy band of Bill's briefs.

Bill nodded hesitantly. He'd seen Yu naked; he'd attempted to blow him several times before, most tries ending in a coughing fit. But Yu had never seen him fully naked before. He was scared that Yu wouldn't like what he would see.

A cool breeze swept over his growing erection, making him shiver. His eyes were closed, feeling horribly vulnerable beneath his boyfriend. He felt a hand slip under his back and trace the length of his spine, cup one of his butt cheeks, run past his testicles and land on his thigh.

“Baby, relax. You're so tense. I promise I'll be careful. If you don't loosen up, it's only gonna hurt more.” Yu explained, stroking Bill's knee cap in the least sexual way he could. He frowned at how tensely the boy's muscles were clenched. “Bill, open your eyes.”

Bill did as asked, locking eyes with Yu.

Yu smiled comfortingly at him. “We don't have to do this if you don't want to. I'm not going to do it if you're not ready.”

“N-No, I am! I want to do this.”

“You're shaking.” he said, watching Bill's slim body tremble.

Bill breathed out as calmly as he could, trying to cease his shaking and relax. He found it impossible. He was scared shitless. “I want to do this.” he repeated. “I love you. I want this and I don't want to do it with anybody but you.”

Yu's eyes only softened further. He stroked his thumb over Bill's cheek which felt extremely hot under his touch. “You're still young. You're fourteen. We can wait. Your first time is supposed to be special and filled with passion. Not...fear and anxiety.”

“I don't want to wait. I am scared...but I trust you. I know I'm ready.”

“Okay. But at any time if you want me to stop...just say the word, alright?”

Bill nodded, watching as Yu reached for one of the side tables, returning with a bottle of lube and a condom. Yu waved the condom in the air. “See? I listen.” he smiled, tossing it onto the bed beside them.

Bill couldn't help but laugh. “I'm on birth control, stupid.” he replied, sticking out his tongue.

Yu quirked a brow. “Since when?”

Bill blushed a bright scarlet. “Uhm...a couple months. It takes a while to work and I wanted to be prepared...just in case.”

“And your mother actually gets it for you? The woman who I honestly think has set up hidden cameras in your room so I don't corrupt her son?”

“Yes, that woman. She doesn't like the idea of me having sex but...better safe, than sorry...”

Bill's breath hitched in his throat as his legs were spread, blushing furiously as his most intimate parts were revealed. He heard a squirt as Yu slicked up three fingers in the clear liquid.

“Just relax, okay?”

Bill nodded and closed his eyes again, letting his thighs fall open. He squeaked when he felt the cold substance touch his hole. Yu's finger circled his puckered entrance, hoping to calm the boy down.

“I'm gonna put it in now.” Yu warned. He gently pressed his finger forward, feeling the ring of muscles tighten around the digit. The process was slow, taking twice as long as he'd hoped to get in up to his knuckle.

Bill made a face. “It feels weird.” he said. It wasn't a bad feeling...it was just odd.

“Ready for another?”

Bill pursed his lips but gave him the okay, wincing as the second digit wiggled it's way into his body. He hissed when Yu scissored his fingers, stretching his painfully tight walls.

“Sorry, baby. I need to make sure you're prepped.” he apologized, stroking the inner walls of his boyfriend. He smirked when his finger tip brushed against something spongy, making him realize immediately that he'd found Bill's prostate. He did what any good boyfriend would do. He pressed on it.

Bill's eyes shot open, his hips bucking forward uncontrollably as a hot moan emitted from deep within his throat. “Oh my God.” he gasped, grinding desperately onto the two fingers inside his ass. “Do that again.” he begged.

Yu licked his lips and did as told, shuttering as Bill moaned yet again. Those sounds went straight to his cock, making it twitch in excitement. “Bill, if you keep making those sounds, I'm gonna cum.”

“If you keep hitting my prostate I'm gonna cum.” he smirked.

Yu chuckled. “I need to put in one more. Can you handle another?”

Bill draped his arm over his eyes, still smirking. “If I'm gonna have your fat cock in my ass tonight, I guess it's mandatory.”

“Ooh...such a potty mouth from the freshman.”

Bill bit his lip and another finger entered him. “Fuck.” he groaned. That one burned. He could feel his ass disapproving of the intruder. He felt tears gathering in his eyes, but ignored them and held them in. As the digits were pumped in and out of him, he felt the burn fade and transform into pleasure.

Within a few minutes, he was gasping and moaning, begging his boyfriend to continue. But Yu did the opposite. He pulled his fingers out of the boy's opening, getting an angry pout which made him laugh. He tore open the square, ripping off the corner with his teeth and spatting it out on the bedspread. Before he could put it on, two pale hands stopped him, taking away the rubber object.

He looked up in confusion, Bill now sitting up with the condom in his hands, a blush on his cheeks, and a very prominent erection straining between his legs. “I wanna do it.” he mumbled, scooting forward and slowly rolling the rubber piece over his boyfriend's length. He felt it throb in his hands, making him blush even harder.

He reached to his side and grabbed the open bottle of lube, squirting some onto his palm. He wasted no time in coating Yu's cock in the slick substance, getting a moan from the older boy. “You're so big.” he gulped. For sixteen, Yu was well endowed.

Yu kissed Bill softly on the lips and laid him back down on the bed. “I'll go as slow as you want me to, okay?”

“Uhm...what position should we-?” Bill cut off in embarrassment.

“Just lie on your back and I'll take it really slow. Say stop and I'll stop, I promise.” he replied, spreading Bill's legs and seating himself between them.

“Okay. I'm ready.”

Yu pecked Bill's cheek and took his length into his hand, nudging the tip against Bill's hole. He paused a moment, waiting for any objections, before pushing forward and sinking his swollen head into Bill's anus.

Bill let out a cry, clawing at Yu's back frantically. His insides felt like they were on fire all while being tore to shreds. “It hurts.” he sobbed, tears leaking from his eyes.

Yu stroked his side lovingly, not even caring about the damage the boy's nails were doing to his back. “I know. I know.” he cooed. “Do you need me to pull out?”

Bill shook his head, letting out the painful breath he'd been holding. “N-No. Just...just give me a minute.”

Yu waited. Waited until Bill gave him the okay to proceed. He went in inch by inch for the next half hour, giving Bill plenty of time to get used to the intrusion before continuing despite his need to release.

“Can you move now? Please?” Bill asked, his voice rather croaky. The pain had subsided, though there was still a faint burn residing somewhere.

Yu pulled out slowly, pushing back in at an identical speed. Both boys let out intense moans at the agonizingly slow pace. “Fuck baby, you are so tight.” he groaned, repeating the motion.

“Ooh God.” was all that came out of Bill's mouth. He couldn't believe how amazing he felt, despite the minimal pain. “Faster.”

“You sure? We can take it-”

“God dammit, fuck me into the fucking mattress!” Bill screeched, shoving his hips back. His eyes were clouded with lust, staring into Yu's.

Yu grinned maniacally. “Whatever you say, Bill.” His hips slammed forward almost robotically, getting a scream of pleasure from his boyfriend. His lower half on autopilot, his lips met Bill's in a heated passion, exploring the hot cavern that was the boy's mouth.

Bill began meeting Yu's thrusts, gasping and moaning with every touch. It wasn't long before he felt a familiar heat pool in his belly. “Fuck. I'm gonna cum.” he whispered. Yu grasped the boy's erection in his hand and pumped in in tune to his thrusts, feeling his own body react to Bill's facial expressions. Bill screamed once again as he came, thick ropes of white decorating their stomachs.

Yu came only moments later, feeling Bill's inner walls clench during his orgasm, squeezing Yu's cock. The couple rode out their orgasms in silence, the only sounds being their heavy breaths.

Bill made a sound of discomfort as Yu pulled out him. “I feel empty.” he pouted as Yu stripped off the condom and tossed it into the trash bin. Yu chuckled and laid back down, pulling Bill into his arms.

“I love you, Bill. I am so proud of you.” he whispered, kissing his forehead.

Bill nestled into the touch, curling up into Yu's chest. “I love you too.” It was then that the odd realization hit him. He wasn't a virgin anymore.

~

His mother's scream brought him out of his memories, the short woman barreling into the room in Mickey Mouse sleep pants and an old T-shirt. “OH MY GOD! OKAY! MOMMY'S HERE! DON'T PANIC!” she screamed, finding herself by Bill's side within seconds. Strify was right behind her, amazed at the woman's speed.

“Mom?” he asked. Fear was written in his face. He was scared and unsure of what to do. His entire mind went blank the moment his water had broken.

“Your father already called 911. The ambulance will be here soon. Don't worry, everything's gonna be okay.” she promised, taking her son's clammy hand.

~