Hetalia - America/England - chap 1
Title: My reason to smile
Chapter: one
Author: coooodes
Pairing/Characters: Alfred F. Jones/Arthur Kirkland (America/England)
Rating: R/NC-17
Warnings: girl on girl on boy, boy on boy, bit of sex and violence so to speak
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia or any of the characters...
A/N: I will be cosplaying these characters in the near future and since we're gonna be casual I thought "why not just write a fanfiction about it and then cosplay them from that one?" So now I am :) Alternative universe you guys! Forget everything you know about the characters if you can ;)
Summary: Alfred is having a boring day, a real boring one... There is nothing to do and nothing there to make him happy... except for his younger brother, but he lives in Canada and can't come home in weeks. Their mother is a pain in the ass too, always nagging about relatives coming over and that he should clean his room... If only he even knew his cousins name? And why is he going to stay in Al's room anyway? Ever heard of privacy?! Personal space..?
It was one of those normal days. One of those days when you have no idea what so ever of what to do and who to hang out with. One of those days that just sucks from the moment you open your eyes in the morning to the moment you close them again at night. The weather was normal, the wind wasn’t out of the ordinary, the clouds even seemed to be sleepy or bored and even though there were a couple of birds singing, he couldn’t even get himself to smile.
As Alfred, aka Al, ate his Peanut butter - jelly sandwich that normal morning, his stomach grumbled for sweets and even more fatty foods than this. The fact that he had been working out a lot more recently, to be able to kick as on the football field, had made him even hungrier than ever before… making his mother think that he was going to over eat and die. Al himself, he wasn’t worried at all. In fact, he was quite happy with his eating habits. After all, he could eat almost anything without getting plump, since he had five practices a week.
“You'll be late...” His mother said as she passed the room, on her way to the living room where she spent most of her days off. He didn't even answer. There was no need on such a normal day as this. The worst thing that could happen if he didn't answer was that she got a bitt angry. The worst thing that could happen if he did answer was that she'd get real mad. He didn't need that today.
The school buss was late, just like him, so it was okay. His friends where sitting in the back like always. Some of “his boys” from the football team greeting him with high fives and whistles. Just like every other day, Lauren came over to sit in his lap and eh didn't mind that either. Not that it brightened his day or anything... He just, well he was still bored.
“You done your homework man?” Someone asked, probably Dan. He shook his head without a word in return. They all already knew he didn't do his homework, so why did they always bother to ask?
“You gonna practice after school today?” Lauren asked as the bus turned a sharp corner and she laughed as she was pressed hard against his upper body. He chuckled and put an arm around her waist, just cause he could.
“Always” he answered and laughed as the guys around them whistled and made eye contact with him. “I never miss practice... not like those guys” He added and pointed, getting laughs and protests from all directions. He could feel her shift as she laughed, he breasts pressing against his side and for some reason, he couldn't care at all. He never really had. Yeah, he got hard when she pulled his pants down and sucked him off and all, but all the other guys where just waiting to get into the pants on a girl like her... he got bored from it.
Not that he had told anyone about that. He had realized when he was about fourteen that you shouldn't talk about stuff like that with your friends, because it gets out, and it stays out. He didn't even show his “old” self anymore, not even with his brother, who kept complaining about that. 'You used to be so happy all the time!' he always used to say, and even though Al felt a bit bad about that... He couldn't really get himself to smile like that. Why he didn't know.
The day was just as boring as he had thought it would be, if you don't count the riot in the food court when some students thought it would be fun to throw food all around. He had also been a bit interested at the subject during history class but been easily distracted as Lauren had started groping his dick under the table.
He hurried home after lessons ended, to be able to fetch some clothes that he had forgotten for practice. He blamed his mother of course, since she had taken them and washed them the night before without telling him. He slammed the door and hurried. When he had grabbed his things he headed for the door again but was stopped by the phone in the hallway. His mother must have gone out. He just couldn't leave it ringing like that, for some reason.
“Welcome to the Jones', you're talking to...”
“Al!” his brother interrupted with a happy sound and he couldn't stop the smile from bursting out his seems. His brother was the best. “I've missed you so much! You okay? School okay? Getting along fine with your girlfriend?”
“She's not my girlfriend” he smiled back and sat down on the chair next to the phone, forgetting about practice for the moment. “And yes, everything is just fine with me... You should tone your canadian accent down a little though, Matthew, otherwise dad will get pissed at you again.”
“No way dude” His younger brother laughed and Al could almost hear him shake his head on the other side of the phone, in that country... so far far away from him. “I'm coming home soon, did you know? For my birthday. Make sure you're there, yes? And I'll make sure to by you those sweets you wanted me to bye and that thing you were...”
Alfred could do nothing but smile as his brother went on and on about everything and nothing. About the weather and the school, about some friends he had finally made and some weird food he had tried. The only time Al really felt comfortable with himself was when he got to talk with Matthew like this, just the two of them with no one else close by... He always felt like he could tell the younger one everything, even though he didn't. One day he might though... one day.
“Shit!” he suddenly burst out as he looked at the clock and he could hear Matt laugh with words like 'My fault you're missing the practice again?' and he could feel a small tear in the corner of his eye when he had to tell his brother 'sorry' and 'I miss you so damn much' in a hurry before rushing off.
It was an ordinary practice as well. Nothing special at all. Lauren was waving at him from the benches where the Cheerios where watching. They always had practice before the football teem and most of them stayed afterwards to watch their great moves. He didn't wave back. He knew she'd be pleased afterwards when they had sex in one of the bigger toilets, like always.
“Great work today Al!”
He waved to his teammate and nodded with a smile as he headed towards the lockers. He was sweaty but more cold all the way through since the weather outside had gotten more chilly than his clothes were made to stand. He could see Lauren moving between the bodies of her friends, her cheeks red from the cold and her voice high pitched and happy. She was a pretty girl and he should be lucky, really. But all she wanted was to have sex, and be popular... At least that was what it seemed like.
When he had taken a quick shower and gotten dressed he moved to wait for her at the bottom of the staircase, where they always met. He was still bored, even practice hadn't been able to change that. Boring day. Boring normal fucking day.
His phone gave away some buzzes in his pocket and he jumped in surprise at how damn close to his dick it was. He pulled it up and got a bit disgusted when he saw that it was his mother who had given him the vibrating sensation and tried to ignore his semi hard cock while reading: 'Your cousin is coming to visit us for your brother's birthday, make sure your room is clean so we can put a madras there'.
He sighed and deleted it. Fucking relatives.
“Babe?” She laughed as she came round the corner, holding the hand of one of her friends, both dressed in Cheerleading uniforms and wearing happy smiles and blushing cheeks. “Is it OK if Lisa joins today..?”
He gave the girl a look, a quick one. She was blond and green-eyed, unlike Lauren that was a brunette with dark brown eyes. They were both skinny but Lisa had smaller boobs. He wouldn't mind. So he smirked and opened the door to the toilet they always used to occupy. “As long as she doesn't mind doing it in here?”
“She doesn't” Lauren smiled and the girls entered before him, already undressing as he closed the door behind his back.
It was a bit strange, like some king of out of body experience, seeing the girls waiting for him like that. Any guy would gladly give everything to be in his shoes now and strangely enough, it was that thought that made his dick stir... not the sight of the two girls undressing, not the sound of their giggling or the feel of their fingers as they pulled at his clothes. Not the smell of bubble-gum or the feel of soft breasts against his upper body... but the thought of how damn jealous everyone on the team would get if he told. Which he probably never would. But still.
“Holy...” Lisa gasped and he could hear Lauren half giggle from where her lips where nibbling at the bend of his neck.
“I know, right?”
“You know...” he said and half twitched as Lisa poked at his abs, making him want to burst into laughter. He caught her slimmed fingers in his larger hand and pulled it to his mouth, catching her deep green eyes as he kissed her knuckles. “I'm right here, I can hear every word you're saying about my body...” She blushed and looked away, only to look back at him again when he let his tongue stroke her fingertip gently. There was a soft gasp leaving her lips and he could immediately hear and see the jealousy mixed with complete lust in Laruen's eyes.
“So...” she said when he met her eyes, licking her lips like she always did when she was this turned on. “How do we do this boss?”
He laughed and looked down at the blanked she'd brought for the occasion, thinking for a while. “Well...” he started and kept the smirk going. “Why don't you ladies make sure I like this enough to give you both some of it?”
There was a giggle from Lisa, who seemed to have done this before but not that many times? Lauren was already down on the floor, her eager fingers fiddling with his pants and lips eagerly licked by her pink tongue. Lisa was quick to follow and as he was down on his back, she was already sucking at his neck while the brunette was licking somewhere below his belt. Lauren's mouth was warm and her lips soft against the head of his cock, sending shivers of dull pleasure up his spine. He quite liked the way Lisa was biting at his skin though, her teeth rough against him as he pushed her slimmed body closer, moaning as that warm mouth closed it's self around his aching hardness.
Yeah, he thought as he closed his eyes. I quite like this.
“Oh fuck...” Lauren gasped and he could feel her tremble as she gasped for air above him. He smirked even though he hardly knew what she was gasping about. Lisa was moaning too, loud enough for everyone in school to hear them and even before he had time to tell her to be more quiet, Lauren had shut her up with a deep kiss... Yeah. All the other guys would be so jealous.
“Fuck...” he cursed and groaned by the thought, not really knowing why but the girls seemed pleased and Lisa even bit down on his perked nipple. She had come already, now whimpering a bit as she shifted on top of him, making way for her friend who was dying with need, he could see it on the way her body was shaking. He knew every part of her; the silk skin, the softness of her breasts, the curve of her waist and the feel of her plushy lips. She was a gorgeous girl, so was Lisa... But it wasn't them that got him going and not the thought of her rosy body closing around him that made him come without warning. It was something else, like always.
***
“Can I join in some other time too?” Lisa asked as they were hurrying over the yard, school soon closing up for the evening. Lauren laughed and hooked their arms together, her eyes shining like they always did after a round of some kind of sex. Girls always seemed to be such happy creatures, especially when they had gotten something they wanted. They were so easy to please. He liked that about them.
They both waved to Lisa as she turned the corner, her gray - blue skirt swaying with every step she took. Lauren sighed a happy sigh as they where alone, turning to him and giving him a soft kiss on the cheek before hooking their arms together instead.
“Soo...” she said and bit her lip while leaning against him. “Did you like her?”
He laughed a little and scratched his neck, kind of blushing slightly. If there was anyone who knew him outside of school, at least a little, it was her. “Yeah, she was cool” he then answered and nodded. “She new on the Cheerios?” Lauren nodded and he could see a fondness in her eyes that he wasn't used to seeing there, but he knew what it was. He chose not to comment on it though and made sure to follow her home. It was late. She didn't talk much but she was happy, that he could tell as well. When they finally reached the house he kissed her goodbye and returned her sunny smile. He kind of wished he could appreciate her more. She was too lovely for him.
“So you had a fucking threesome?” Matt laughed and then sighed with fake annoyance. “Brother, did you use protection?”
Al laughed back and closed the door to his bedroom with a soft sound before throwing himself down on the bed with an 'Uff'. “Nope, Lauren doesn't approve of it she says, on birth controlls though, both of them so I'l probably be fine”
“Like pregnant is the only thing you can get from having sex without a condom?” Matt said with another sigh, he was still smiling though, which was obvious by the way he spoke. Al could do nothing but love him so much right now. He had been feeling so shitty all day. Talking to Matt twice was the best remedy for it.
“And you know what...” he then said and kicked at the madras on the floor that their mother had put there after he had picked everything up from the floor. “...because of your fucking birthday, that damn kid for a cousin of ours is coming to stay here for an entire term... Take responsibility?”
“Not my fault!” Matt protested. “Mother told me before that he was gonna move to our town anyway, to study. He's just gonna live with us until he finds a place of his own anyway. Live with it!”
“Never...”
They spoke until Matt fell asleep on the other side. Al stayed on the phone for a couple of minutes more, just listening to his brother as his breaths went from heavy to slight snores. He missed him so much. It was unbearable. Every weak without him there was even worse than the one before.
He finally managed to brush his teeth and crawl into his large bed a couple of hours later, unable to sleep for another two hours after that. There were thoughts pounding against the inside of his forehead like a woodpecker against a tree and he just couldn't get them to cool down and let him relax. There were so many things he needed to get out of his damn system and no one he could trouble with them. No one.
***
“Alfred! Get up!”
He cursed and pulled his blanket over the top of his head, mumbling “Just five more minutes...” into his pillow even though his words did not reach further than through it. His mother was banging hard at his door, making his head hurt like if his brain was getting beaten up by her bare hands. “Just leave me alone...” he mumbled but sat up slowly and scratched his head, wondering slightly why he was naked. When she had gone away he walked out into the hallway, stepped into the shower and stood there for more then thirty minutes underneath the warm water until she was banging at that door too.
It was Sunday morning, he was sure of it. Why was she so damn annoying and banging away even though he wasn't in a hurry to go to school? Yes, he had been lying in bed almost all day yesterday, but at least he hadn't made his room into a mess like he would have if he had been up and about?
She didn't stop banging at the door either so when he had turned of the water and stepped out of the shower, he opened the door in nothing but his wet skin and stared at her with irritation. “What?”
She coughed and shook her head, looking away with angry blush on her cheeks. “Get dressed” she then said after composing herself and turning away from him completely. “We have guests in the house, make sure you behave...”
With that, she left him, dripping with water in the hallway. He could hear voices from downstairs and feel his stomach turn. How could he have forgotten? Not that he had known about this for very long, but still? She had told him since Friday what time he had to get up today to be able to get ready in time for his cousin to arrive...
“Great...” he mumbled and hurried to get dressed, pulling his Superman T-shirt on and his washed out jeans before falling over when trying to put his socks on. “Fuck... Damn! Fucking ass...!”
“Alfred?” Came his mothers annoyed voice from downstairs and he was about to fall over again as he tried to find his lenses.
“Coming!” he called back, just as annoyed and pulled a hand through his wet strands of dirt-blond hair before giving up and putting his glasses on instead. He didn't have time for this shit. Hadn't he promised Andy he'd see him today? He shook the thought away. If Any wanted to see him he'd have to text him or something. With a nod towards himself in the mirror he left the room, still trying to make his hair lie in a god shape as he entered the kitchen.
“There you are!” She smiled, as if she had never ever been mad at him in his life. Her fake optimism but kind of real smile was a bit fun for him to watch, since she almost never gave him smiles like that. She must really bee taking this about a new boy coming to live in her house seriously, trying to seem as if she was the most lovable person and mother on the planet, no doubt.
The cause of her happiness was of course the boy sitting by the kitchen table and Al sighed slightly before pulling himself together. He hadn't really met many of his relatives and he really didn't like the idea of having a younger brother he didn't know anything about.
“Darling...” his mother said and at first he didn't even understand she was referring to him. “Meet Arthur...” she hesitated, waiting for the other boy to stand up and turn towards them both as she spoke. “..from England. He is one year older than you, Alfred. Got two brothers and a...”
Her words didn't even make sense to him anymore. They were just a blurry ocean that he was failing to comprehend. He didn't even get annoyed that she used his full name, strangely enough. He could just hear the buzzing noise as he watched the young man by her side in awe, his jaw almost dropping and he felt light headed.
The man, Arthur... he was older than him? Really? His green eyes were amazing, like fucking oceans right there in front of him. His hair was the same kind of hair as both Al and his brother's but it was brighter in colour and somehow... he looked like he didn't fit here. He was wearing a large sweater, the sleeves too long for him and holes covering the back of it (which Al had seen when stepping into the room), tight, black pants with a chain hanging from his belt and for some reason... there were handcuffs hanging there as well.
He was gorgeous. That was for sure. Even for a guy that is... But why his mother had allowed a teenager like that into her house he couldn't understand. He looked so different. So damn different...
Like a fresh breeze... he thought, unable to stop his own smile as it spread through his face. “Hi. Nice to meet you cousin.” he then said as soon as he he collected all his parts together, his tongue and his mind that was. Arthur seemed to be relieved that he had spoken up and made the woman shut up, because he smiled back and reached his hand out to meet Al's in a handshake.
“Nice to meet you too, Al” he said, his warm, dry palm pressing Al's hand back firmly as their eyes met. There was something in his eyes that felt so familiar and warm that Al just couldn't stop smiling as they shook hands. Smiling like he imagined he had done before. Back when Matthew was still living in America and he had a reason to be smiling like this.... a reason.
By the way, did he use the short for my name all on his own..? Oh I like this one.
Chapter two
Chapter: one
Author: coooodes
Pairing/Characters: Alfred F. Jones/Arthur Kirkland (America/England)
Rating: R/NC-17
Warnings: girl on girl on boy, boy on boy, bit of sex and violence so to speak
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia or any of the characters...
A/N: I will be cosplaying these characters in the near future and since we're gonna be casual I thought "why not just write a fanfiction about it and then cosplay them from that one?" So now I am :) Alternative universe you guys! Forget everything you know about the characters if you can ;)
Summary: Alfred is having a boring day, a real boring one... There is nothing to do and nothing there to make him happy... except for his younger brother, but he lives in Canada and can't come home in weeks. Their mother is a pain in the ass too, always nagging about relatives coming over and that he should clean his room... If only he even knew his cousins name? And why is he going to stay in Al's room anyway? Ever heard of privacy?! Personal space..?
It was one of those normal days. One of those days when you have no idea what so ever of what to do and who to hang out with. One of those days that just sucks from the moment you open your eyes in the morning to the moment you close them again at night. The weather was normal, the wind wasn’t out of the ordinary, the clouds even seemed to be sleepy or bored and even though there were a couple of birds singing, he couldn’t even get himself to smile.
As Alfred, aka Al, ate his Peanut butter - jelly sandwich that normal morning, his stomach grumbled for sweets and even more fatty foods than this. The fact that he had been working out a lot more recently, to be able to kick as on the football field, had made him even hungrier than ever before… making his mother think that he was going to over eat and die. Al himself, he wasn’t worried at all. In fact, he was quite happy with his eating habits. After all, he could eat almost anything without getting plump, since he had five practices a week.
“You'll be late...” His mother said as she passed the room, on her way to the living room where she spent most of her days off. He didn't even answer. There was no need on such a normal day as this. The worst thing that could happen if he didn't answer was that she got a bitt angry. The worst thing that could happen if he did answer was that she'd get real mad. He didn't need that today.
The school buss was late, just like him, so it was okay. His friends where sitting in the back like always. Some of “his boys” from the football team greeting him with high fives and whistles. Just like every other day, Lauren came over to sit in his lap and eh didn't mind that either. Not that it brightened his day or anything... He just, well he was still bored.
“You done your homework man?” Someone asked, probably Dan. He shook his head without a word in return. They all already knew he didn't do his homework, so why did they always bother to ask?
“You gonna practice after school today?” Lauren asked as the bus turned a sharp corner and she laughed as she was pressed hard against his upper body. He chuckled and put an arm around her waist, just cause he could.
“Always” he answered and laughed as the guys around them whistled and made eye contact with him. “I never miss practice... not like those guys” He added and pointed, getting laughs and protests from all directions. He could feel her shift as she laughed, he breasts pressing against his side and for some reason, he couldn't care at all. He never really had. Yeah, he got hard when she pulled his pants down and sucked him off and all, but all the other guys where just waiting to get into the pants on a girl like her... he got bored from it.
Not that he had told anyone about that. He had realized when he was about fourteen that you shouldn't talk about stuff like that with your friends, because it gets out, and it stays out. He didn't even show his “old” self anymore, not even with his brother, who kept complaining about that. 'You used to be so happy all the time!' he always used to say, and even though Al felt a bit bad about that... He couldn't really get himself to smile like that. Why he didn't know.
The day was just as boring as he had thought it would be, if you don't count the riot in the food court when some students thought it would be fun to throw food all around. He had also been a bit interested at the subject during history class but been easily distracted as Lauren had started groping his dick under the table.
He hurried home after lessons ended, to be able to fetch some clothes that he had forgotten for practice. He blamed his mother of course, since she had taken them and washed them the night before without telling him. He slammed the door and hurried. When he had grabbed his things he headed for the door again but was stopped by the phone in the hallway. His mother must have gone out. He just couldn't leave it ringing like that, for some reason.
“Welcome to the Jones', you're talking to...”
“Al!” his brother interrupted with a happy sound and he couldn't stop the smile from bursting out his seems. His brother was the best. “I've missed you so much! You okay? School okay? Getting along fine with your girlfriend?”
“She's not my girlfriend” he smiled back and sat down on the chair next to the phone, forgetting about practice for the moment. “And yes, everything is just fine with me... You should tone your canadian accent down a little though, Matthew, otherwise dad will get pissed at you again.”
“No way dude” His younger brother laughed and Al could almost hear him shake his head on the other side of the phone, in that country... so far far away from him. “I'm coming home soon, did you know? For my birthday. Make sure you're there, yes? And I'll make sure to by you those sweets you wanted me to bye and that thing you were...”
Alfred could do nothing but smile as his brother went on and on about everything and nothing. About the weather and the school, about some friends he had finally made and some weird food he had tried. The only time Al really felt comfortable with himself was when he got to talk with Matthew like this, just the two of them with no one else close by... He always felt like he could tell the younger one everything, even though he didn't. One day he might though... one day.
“Shit!” he suddenly burst out as he looked at the clock and he could hear Matt laugh with words like 'My fault you're missing the practice again?' and he could feel a small tear in the corner of his eye when he had to tell his brother 'sorry' and 'I miss you so damn much' in a hurry before rushing off.
It was an ordinary practice as well. Nothing special at all. Lauren was waving at him from the benches where the Cheerios where watching. They always had practice before the football teem and most of them stayed afterwards to watch their great moves. He didn't wave back. He knew she'd be pleased afterwards when they had sex in one of the bigger toilets, like always.
“Great work today Al!”
He waved to his teammate and nodded with a smile as he headed towards the lockers. He was sweaty but more cold all the way through since the weather outside had gotten more chilly than his clothes were made to stand. He could see Lauren moving between the bodies of her friends, her cheeks red from the cold and her voice high pitched and happy. She was a pretty girl and he should be lucky, really. But all she wanted was to have sex, and be popular... At least that was what it seemed like.
When he had taken a quick shower and gotten dressed he moved to wait for her at the bottom of the staircase, where they always met. He was still bored, even practice hadn't been able to change that. Boring day. Boring normal fucking day.
His phone gave away some buzzes in his pocket and he jumped in surprise at how damn close to his dick it was. He pulled it up and got a bit disgusted when he saw that it was his mother who had given him the vibrating sensation and tried to ignore his semi hard cock while reading: 'Your cousin is coming to visit us for your brother's birthday, make sure your room is clean so we can put a madras there'.
He sighed and deleted it. Fucking relatives.
“Babe?” She laughed as she came round the corner, holding the hand of one of her friends, both dressed in Cheerleading uniforms and wearing happy smiles and blushing cheeks. “Is it OK if Lisa joins today..?”
He gave the girl a look, a quick one. She was blond and green-eyed, unlike Lauren that was a brunette with dark brown eyes. They were both skinny but Lisa had smaller boobs. He wouldn't mind. So he smirked and opened the door to the toilet they always used to occupy. “As long as she doesn't mind doing it in here?”
“She doesn't” Lauren smiled and the girls entered before him, already undressing as he closed the door behind his back.
It was a bit strange, like some king of out of body experience, seeing the girls waiting for him like that. Any guy would gladly give everything to be in his shoes now and strangely enough, it was that thought that made his dick stir... not the sight of the two girls undressing, not the sound of their giggling or the feel of their fingers as they pulled at his clothes. Not the smell of bubble-gum or the feel of soft breasts against his upper body... but the thought of how damn jealous everyone on the team would get if he told. Which he probably never would. But still.
“Holy...” Lisa gasped and he could hear Lauren half giggle from where her lips where nibbling at the bend of his neck.
“I know, right?”
“You know...” he said and half twitched as Lisa poked at his abs, making him want to burst into laughter. He caught her slimmed fingers in his larger hand and pulled it to his mouth, catching her deep green eyes as he kissed her knuckles. “I'm right here, I can hear every word you're saying about my body...” She blushed and looked away, only to look back at him again when he let his tongue stroke her fingertip gently. There was a soft gasp leaving her lips and he could immediately hear and see the jealousy mixed with complete lust in Laruen's eyes.
“So...” she said when he met her eyes, licking her lips like she always did when she was this turned on. “How do we do this boss?”
He laughed and looked down at the blanked she'd brought for the occasion, thinking for a while. “Well...” he started and kept the smirk going. “Why don't you ladies make sure I like this enough to give you both some of it?”
There was a giggle from Lisa, who seemed to have done this before but not that many times? Lauren was already down on the floor, her eager fingers fiddling with his pants and lips eagerly licked by her pink tongue. Lisa was quick to follow and as he was down on his back, she was already sucking at his neck while the brunette was licking somewhere below his belt. Lauren's mouth was warm and her lips soft against the head of his cock, sending shivers of dull pleasure up his spine. He quite liked the way Lisa was biting at his skin though, her teeth rough against him as he pushed her slimmed body closer, moaning as that warm mouth closed it's self around his aching hardness.
Yeah, he thought as he closed his eyes. I quite like this.
“Oh fuck...” Lauren gasped and he could feel her tremble as she gasped for air above him. He smirked even though he hardly knew what she was gasping about. Lisa was moaning too, loud enough for everyone in school to hear them and even before he had time to tell her to be more quiet, Lauren had shut her up with a deep kiss... Yeah. All the other guys would be so jealous.
“Fuck...” he cursed and groaned by the thought, not really knowing why but the girls seemed pleased and Lisa even bit down on his perked nipple. She had come already, now whimpering a bit as she shifted on top of him, making way for her friend who was dying with need, he could see it on the way her body was shaking. He knew every part of her; the silk skin, the softness of her breasts, the curve of her waist and the feel of her plushy lips. She was a gorgeous girl, so was Lisa... But it wasn't them that got him going and not the thought of her rosy body closing around him that made him come without warning. It was something else, like always.
***
“Can I join in some other time too?” Lisa asked as they were hurrying over the yard, school soon closing up for the evening. Lauren laughed and hooked their arms together, her eyes shining like they always did after a round of some kind of sex. Girls always seemed to be such happy creatures, especially when they had gotten something they wanted. They were so easy to please. He liked that about them.
They both waved to Lisa as she turned the corner, her gray - blue skirt swaying with every step she took. Lauren sighed a happy sigh as they where alone, turning to him and giving him a soft kiss on the cheek before hooking their arms together instead.
“Soo...” she said and bit her lip while leaning against him. “Did you like her?”
He laughed a little and scratched his neck, kind of blushing slightly. If there was anyone who knew him outside of school, at least a little, it was her. “Yeah, she was cool” he then answered and nodded. “She new on the Cheerios?” Lauren nodded and he could see a fondness in her eyes that he wasn't used to seeing there, but he knew what it was. He chose not to comment on it though and made sure to follow her home. It was late. She didn't talk much but she was happy, that he could tell as well. When they finally reached the house he kissed her goodbye and returned her sunny smile. He kind of wished he could appreciate her more. She was too lovely for him.
“So you had a fucking threesome?” Matt laughed and then sighed with fake annoyance. “Brother, did you use protection?”
Al laughed back and closed the door to his bedroom with a soft sound before throwing himself down on the bed with an 'Uff'. “Nope, Lauren doesn't approve of it she says, on birth controlls though, both of them so I'l probably be fine”
“Like pregnant is the only thing you can get from having sex without a condom?” Matt said with another sigh, he was still smiling though, which was obvious by the way he spoke. Al could do nothing but love him so much right now. He had been feeling so shitty all day. Talking to Matt twice was the best remedy for it.
“And you know what...” he then said and kicked at the madras on the floor that their mother had put there after he had picked everything up from the floor. “...because of your fucking birthday, that damn kid for a cousin of ours is coming to stay here for an entire term... Take responsibility?”
“Not my fault!” Matt protested. “Mother told me before that he was gonna move to our town anyway, to study. He's just gonna live with us until he finds a place of his own anyway. Live with it!”
“Never...”
They spoke until Matt fell asleep on the other side. Al stayed on the phone for a couple of minutes more, just listening to his brother as his breaths went from heavy to slight snores. He missed him so much. It was unbearable. Every weak without him there was even worse than the one before.
He finally managed to brush his teeth and crawl into his large bed a couple of hours later, unable to sleep for another two hours after that. There were thoughts pounding against the inside of his forehead like a woodpecker against a tree and he just couldn't get them to cool down and let him relax. There were so many things he needed to get out of his damn system and no one he could trouble with them. No one.
***
“Alfred! Get up!”
He cursed and pulled his blanket over the top of his head, mumbling “Just five more minutes...” into his pillow even though his words did not reach further than through it. His mother was banging hard at his door, making his head hurt like if his brain was getting beaten up by her bare hands. “Just leave me alone...” he mumbled but sat up slowly and scratched his head, wondering slightly why he was naked. When she had gone away he walked out into the hallway, stepped into the shower and stood there for more then thirty minutes underneath the warm water until she was banging at that door too.
It was Sunday morning, he was sure of it. Why was she so damn annoying and banging away even though he wasn't in a hurry to go to school? Yes, he had been lying in bed almost all day yesterday, but at least he hadn't made his room into a mess like he would have if he had been up and about?
She didn't stop banging at the door either so when he had turned of the water and stepped out of the shower, he opened the door in nothing but his wet skin and stared at her with irritation. “What?”
She coughed and shook her head, looking away with angry blush on her cheeks. “Get dressed” she then said after composing herself and turning away from him completely. “We have guests in the house, make sure you behave...”
With that, she left him, dripping with water in the hallway. He could hear voices from downstairs and feel his stomach turn. How could he have forgotten? Not that he had known about this for very long, but still? She had told him since Friday what time he had to get up today to be able to get ready in time for his cousin to arrive...
“Great...” he mumbled and hurried to get dressed, pulling his Superman T-shirt on and his washed out jeans before falling over when trying to put his socks on. “Fuck... Damn! Fucking ass...!”
“Alfred?” Came his mothers annoyed voice from downstairs and he was about to fall over again as he tried to find his lenses.
“Coming!” he called back, just as annoyed and pulled a hand through his wet strands of dirt-blond hair before giving up and putting his glasses on instead. He didn't have time for this shit. Hadn't he promised Andy he'd see him today? He shook the thought away. If Any wanted to see him he'd have to text him or something. With a nod towards himself in the mirror he left the room, still trying to make his hair lie in a god shape as he entered the kitchen.
“There you are!” She smiled, as if she had never ever been mad at him in his life. Her fake optimism but kind of real smile was a bit fun for him to watch, since she almost never gave him smiles like that. She must really bee taking this about a new boy coming to live in her house seriously, trying to seem as if she was the most lovable person and mother on the planet, no doubt.
The cause of her happiness was of course the boy sitting by the kitchen table and Al sighed slightly before pulling himself together. He hadn't really met many of his relatives and he really didn't like the idea of having a younger brother he didn't know anything about.
“Darling...” his mother said and at first he didn't even understand she was referring to him. “Meet Arthur...” she hesitated, waiting for the other boy to stand up and turn towards them both as she spoke. “..from England. He is one year older than you, Alfred. Got two brothers and a...”
Her words didn't even make sense to him anymore. They were just a blurry ocean that he was failing to comprehend. He didn't even get annoyed that she used his full name, strangely enough. He could just hear the buzzing noise as he watched the young man by her side in awe, his jaw almost dropping and he felt light headed.
The man, Arthur... he was older than him? Really? His green eyes were amazing, like fucking oceans right there in front of him. His hair was the same kind of hair as both Al and his brother's but it was brighter in colour and somehow... he looked like he didn't fit here. He was wearing a large sweater, the sleeves too long for him and holes covering the back of it (which Al had seen when stepping into the room), tight, black pants with a chain hanging from his belt and for some reason... there were handcuffs hanging there as well.
He was gorgeous. That was for sure. Even for a guy that is... But why his mother had allowed a teenager like that into her house he couldn't understand. He looked so different. So damn different...
Like a fresh breeze... he thought, unable to stop his own smile as it spread through his face. “Hi. Nice to meet you cousin.” he then said as soon as he he collected all his parts together, his tongue and his mind that was. Arthur seemed to be relieved that he had spoken up and made the woman shut up, because he smiled back and reached his hand out to meet Al's in a handshake.
“Nice to meet you too, Al” he said, his warm, dry palm pressing Al's hand back firmly as their eyes met. There was something in his eyes that felt so familiar and warm that Al just couldn't stop smiling as they shook hands. Smiling like he imagined he had done before. Back when Matthew was still living in America and he had a reason to be smiling like this.... a reason.
By the way, did he use the short for my name all on his own..? Oh I like this one.
Chapter two