The Babysitter [s/a]

[i_love_jersey]

Title: The Babysitter [s/a]
Author: i_love_jersey , meiloslyther
Rating: NC-17 [What else whould you expect?]
Warning: Age differance [13/ 17]. Other than that I can't think of anything strange.
Pairing: Ryden/ Rydon
POV: 3rd
Summary: Brendon's not as innocent as Ryan thinks.
Word Count: 7,540 [:O]
Disclaimer: FAAAAAKE!
Beta: Both Meilo and I read over this
Author Notes: Role-play Meilo and I did so I'm sorry if it feels chunky :/. We had a fun time RPing this haha. I think he's going to post this on his journal also.

Brendon had sighed. His parents had gotten him a babysitter again when they went out. He would mind if they guy wasn't so hot, it drove Brendon insane. His name was Ryan and he was 17, four years older than Brendon himself. Brendon was just discovering he lusted for his own sex, not the opposite and he wanted Ryan, badly. this was the older boy's probably 7th time watching Brendon and the younger had snuck up to his room, his thoughts absolutely torturing him. He had stripped of his clothes once he was in his room, sucking on his fingers before laying back on his bed and sliding one into himself, sighing softly at the intrusion.

Ryan noticed the little 13 year old had disappeared after a minute or two, assuming he went into his bedroom to play video games or something. And okay, so Brendon was totally free to do that, it was his house, but his parents were paying Ryan to watch him. Not that they'd have to pay him to watch Brendon, that little fucker was way too hot for his own good, but Ryan needed the money. So, rising from the couch, he went to Brendon's room to check up on him. When he opened the door, he could barely believe his eyes; there was Brendon, completely naked with a finger shoved up his ass. Ryan gasped, his cock twitching appreciatively.

Brendon bit his lip slightly, eyes closing as he slid his finger in and out of himself a few times before adding a second with ease. He fingered himself anytime he got the chance, but it was much more pleasant to let himself get used to the stretch each time. He bit his lip again as he scissored his fingers, letting out a soft little grunt as he pressed his fingers in deeper, trying his hardest to reach his prostate. He whined softly as he barely brushed it. Brendon hated that he couldn't reach in deep enough to reach his spot, if he tried hard he lightly brushed it and that was just plain annoying. He sighed as he added a third finger, producing a little moan as he moved his fingers in and out, his free hand stroking his cock teasingly.

Bracing himself with a hand on the doorframe, Ryan bit his lip as he watched Brendon finger himself open, making small little noises every once in a while. He knew he shouldn't be watching him, he was only 13 for fuck's sake, but Brendon looked so beautiful and just the sight of him in such an intimate act was making Ryan hard. Stepping over to the bed quietly, he dragged a hand from Brendon's knee upwards to his inner thigh, feeling the boy-soft skin, the fine hairs beginning to thicken with puberty.

Brendon jumped as he felt a hand on his skin, opening his eyes and finding Ryan hovering over him, the younger teen's face flushing with embarrassment as he pulled his fingers out of himself "R-R-Ryan..." he stuttered, eyes slightly wide as he sat up, watching the other boy as he chewed on his lip nervously, wondering if the older had any clue as to who Brendon had been thinking about. Brendon was hoping Ryan touched him because he wanted the other but Brendon planned on letting the older make the first move. The younger REALLY didn't want to make a fool of himself.

Ryan smiled softly, glad he hadn't scared Brendon off. A little too late he figured it had probably been a bad idea to just barge in like that, but Brendon was still there, naked and hard, his face red. Bringing a hand up to cup the younger boy's cheek, he leaned in a little but didn't push any farther than a few inches. "Have you ever been kissed by a boy before, Brendon?"

Brendon knew he was blushing even more as he brought his eyes up to meet Ryan's and he could feel his stomach knotting up with nerves and he decided shaking his head no was better than speaking, for the younger was sure his voice would falter and fail him, but he swallowed nervously before clearing his throat and he spoke softly. "I never kissed anyone..." He knew kissing his mom and dad wouldn't count in this situation. He let his hands fall in his lap, trying to cover his hard cock as much as he could as he kept his eye contact with the other

Ryan dragged his thumb across Brendon's lower lip, wanting so much more but unsure how to ask, unsure if Brendon would even consent. "You don't have to be embarrassed, Brendon," he muttered, leaning in a little closer. "Would you like me to kiss you?"

Brendon let a smile quirk on his lips slightly and he could feel his skin tingle and he takes in a breath "Yes... I would" He says, still looking into Ryan's hazel eyes. He had always loved Ryan's eyes, they always seemed to be tinted a different color each time he saw the older. "Your eyes are really pretty, Ryan..." He ventured softly. "They look gold today...." he added, wondering if Ryan would think he was lame for adding that in.

Ryan chuckled lightly, sitting on the bed at Brendon's side. "You're adorable," he whispered before closing the space between them, pressing his lips to Brendon's soft but slightly chapped ones. Taking Brendon's jaw in his hand, Ryan gently tilted his head for a better angle, his other hand safely gripping onto his own thigh.

Brendon smiled into the kiss, melting into Ryan slightly. He had wanted the older to do this since his parents had first hired him as a babysitter. Brendon had originally been adamant about it but when he had laid his chocolate eyes on the other he knew he wanted the other, but he had never though he'ld actually get what he wanted. Brendon brought a hand up, hesitating slightly before placing his hand on Ryan's shoulder lightly, thumb brushing against the other's neck absent-mindedly

Ryan's conscience was sort of screaming at him by now, but he was ignoring it. Really, a four year difference wasn't that bad, was it? Moving the hand on Brendon's jaw around to the back of his neck, Ryan pulled away before tugging Brendon's head back by his hair, sucking lightly just below his jawline. "You were thinking about me just a second ago, weren't you?" he breathed against Brendon's flushed skin, mouthing his way down the boy's neck.

Brendon let out a soft moan at Ryan's lips on his neck and he licked his lips as he let his head be tilted back "Yeah..." He said shakily. He smiled softly, letting his hand move over the back of Ryan's neck and up into the older boy's hair. "I love your hair..." He mumbles softly, he always told the older that but he kinda hoped it would mean more now that Brendon was naked, though he was still trying to hide his cock, and letting Ryan's lips work their magic on his neck.

Pulling away to look at Brendon's face, Ryan suddenly realized that Brendon had wanted him for just as long as he had wanted Brendon. Quickly tugging off his shirt, Ryan pushed Brendon back onto the bed and straddled his stomach, taking hold of his wrists and pinning them above his head before leaning down for another, much more forceful kiss.

Brendon whimpered slightly into the kiss, a little frightened by Ryan's forcefulness. Brendon's mind is racing as he kisses Ryan back to the best of his ability, totally scared he'll suck at it and Ryan will leave. He lets out a nervous breath as a thought hits him and he shyly presses his hips up against Ryan's, groaning softly into the kiss, and yeah, that felt as amazing as he thought it would. Now he just had to get up enough courage to do it without the hesitation.

Ryan released his grip on Brendon's wrists, moving his hands down to brace himself against the mattress. Picking himself up to just hover over Brendon, Ryan gazed longingly down at the younger boy, noticing the nervous tension in his body, the shyness in his eyes. "You have no idea how much I've wanted this since I first saw you, Brendon. No idea how much I've wanted you," he muttered, nipping lightly at Brendon's neck, being careful not to leave any marks. "You have no idea what you do to me. But I don't want you to be afraid."

Brendon watched Ryan, gasping softly at Ryan's teeth on his skin, hands moving to the older's back and fingers ghosting over Ryan's skin. "I'm not" He says, and Brendon knows he's not. "I'm nervous..." He corrects the other, looking up into Ryan's eyes and taking a deep breath "I know you wouldn't hurt me, Ryan," he then smiles, letting his teeth show slightly. Brendon took in a few more breaths, calming himself and nodding to himself. He then bit his lip as he glanced down at Ryan's pants, wondering if he needed permission or if he could just take the other's pants off

Smiling, Ryan brushed his fingers over Brendon's cheek. "Nervous I can handle," he whispered before his hands went to his fly, undoing the button and zipper before sitting down on the bed to pull them off. His boxers followed his pants over the side of the bed before he straddled Brendon again, fully naked now and nuzzling Brendon's jaw. "It's okay to be nervous, but you can trust me, Brendon," he whispered, biting Brendon's earlobe. "You already know I'll be gentle. I can make this so good for you, Brendon."

Brendon smiles up at Ryan, though he lets his eyes move over the other boy's body curiously, Brendon flushing slightly, half embarrassed, half angry with himself. "You're so much bigger than me," he mumbles, though some of the size difference is only in the younger's mind. Ryan is more well endowed then Brendon and even if the younger boy did grow some more he probably would still be smaller that Ryan and Brendon was slightly annoyed with that.

"I'm older than you and you're still growing, Brendon. Don't let it bother you," Ryan muttered, kissing the boy's nose. "It's not a big deal to me anyway." He pressed a sweet kiss to Brendon's lips before his tongue flicked out, licking at his lower lip.

Brendon smiled at Ryan's words, hands resting on the older's back, fingers moving over Ryan's skin curiously. Brendon smiled into the kiss, freaking out a bit as he felt Ryan's tongue against his mouth, doing what his first impulse was and opening his mouth for the other, trying to get Ryan closer to him. He needed the other's reassurance because Brendon was still 110% sure he was going to fuck this up big time and hurt himself, and or make Ryan never want to babysit again.

Ryan licked carefully into Brendon's mouth, taking it as slow as his body would allow him. A small noise escaped Ryan's throat at Brendon's tentative hands on his back, moving around unpredictably. Trying to get Brendon to follow his lead with the kiss, Ryan pressed down against Brendon, rolling his hips slowly.

Brendon shivered slightly, moaning softly into the kiss and following Ryan the best he could, arching up into the other and letting his eyes slide shut. Brendon let out a soft breath. They were barely doing anything and Brendon's body was already craving more, that more preferably being Ryan sliding deep into him. Brendon had day dreamed about what it would feel like and now that he was focusing on this thought instead of his worries he was pushing his body up against Ryan's, kissing back with ease and making it clear he wanted more from the other, now.

Pulling away with a gasp when Brendon pressed up against him, Ryan grinned before sucking three fingers into his mouth, crawling backwards down the bed. Bracing his free hand next to Brendon's hip on the mattress, he slowly pressed two fingers into the boy at once, his entrance still slightly stretched, still a little slick with spit. His cock twitched in jealousy of his fingers, wrapped tightly in Brendon's warmth.

Brendon groaned happily, rocking his hips back to meet Ryan's hand. He bit his lip, wanting even more. He wanted the older's cock. "Ry..." He begs softly. He forces his eyes open, licking his lips as he found Ryan's eyes. "I... I've wanted to feel you in me..." He whispers, wondering if he'll get yelled at. 'I've wanted to know what it would feel like to have you inside me... Since I met you." He bites his lip, waiting to be scolded. His parents didn't appreciate their son talking about sex, or sexual things so Brendon expected the same of everyone.

A chill ran through Ryan at Brendon's words and he pressed a third finger into Brendon, just to make sure he was ready. "God, you have no idea...," Ryan breathed against the younger boy's hip, pressing a kiss there before pulling his fingers out and slicking his cock with saliva. "It'll hurt less if you're on your stomach."

Brendon nodded, kissing Ryan hard "but how am I gonna kiss you now?" He asked softly as he rolled over onto his stomach, licking his lips as he got himself comfortable "I'm glad you like me, Ry" He said happily. Brendon sighs gently, stroking his cock a feel times. He was nervous about this but the pleasure from the strokes let him relax for Ryan

Ryan aww'd a little on the inside at that, biting his lip. "I'll figure something out," he murmured, bending one of Brendon's legs at the knee and pushing it out, leaving Brendon spread perfectly for Ryan. "I'm glad you like me too, Bren," he whispered as he guided himself in, pushing slowly.

Brendon gasped, biting the comforter on the bed as he was stretched, the boy whimpering softly, his hands grabbing the comforter also. Brendon could swear Ryan was going to rip him in half. He was trying to figure out how the older boy's cock could hurt so much more of his three finger. Brendon let out a shaky breath. "Ry... fuck... you're so big." He whimpers, taking in a few breaths as he tried to calm himself and relax his muscles, knowing that was some of the reason why he was hurting was he had let himself tense

Ryan stilled and ran his hands over Brendon's back, pressing soft kisses to his shoulder blades. "Shh, relax, Bren. It's okay. It's okay," he repeated, digging his thumbs into the tensed muscles of Brendon's back. He could feel Brendon's chest heave with deep breaths below him and he tried to stay as still as possible until Brendon was ready.

Brendon let his hold on the comforter go, and dropped it from his mouth, sighing softly as he licked his lips and he nods. "God how can you feel so much fucking bigger than three fingers?" Brendon asks with a soft laugh. he had compared the width of his three fingers with his cock and he had decided that his cock wasn't that bigger. he lets out a breath, smiling softly as he waited for Ryan to start "I want you to hit my prostate..." He begged, hoping he made sense.

Smiling to himself, Ryan marveled at how innocent and adorable Brendon was. "I am bigger than three fingers," Ryan replied, hooking his chin over Brendon's shoulder. Pulling out a little, he thrusted back in, setting a slow pace and trying to angle for Brendon's prostate. How the hell the 13 year old even knew what that was amazed Ryan on it's own.

Brendon moaned softly, making a sound pretty damn close to a cat's purr. He chuckled lightly "I... I would think so from h-how much I hurt...' Brendon was not going to try to hide that, yeah he had felt like he was being ripped in half and it still kinda hurt. But thankfully the pleasure was starting to over power the pain. "Mmmm... Ryan faster." He asked as he felt Ryan hit his prostate, the boy crying out loudly as his body shivers from the pleasure and Brendon swears if he weren't laying down he would have collapsed. "Oh fuck! Yes Ryan!" he moans, grabbing the comforter tightly in his hands "God this feels better then I thought" He moaned, pushing back against Ryan. He knew from the little brushes he was able to manage that his prostate was an amazing thing but he never thought a good hit like what Ryan was providing would be driving him out of his mind and making him feel like he was about to come with each of the other's thrusts but he knew he was nowhere near orgasm

Ryan smirked when he finally found Brendon's prostate, giving in to the boy's wishes and moving faster, sinking in deeper as Brendon pushed back against him. Groaning softly against the back of Brendon's neck, Ryan pressed kisses there, biting into the soft flesh of his shoulder. "Fuck, you feel amazing, Bren..."

Brendon smiled as he moaned loudly, not caring how loud he was as he twisted the covers in his hands "Oh fuck Ry" He mumbled, trying to think of a complement but failing to compose anything other than 'fuckyesgoodhothardyesRyanfuckwant' which he didn't really think would make sense to the other so he simply gripped his comforter tightly, rocking back hard and he could feel a new pain starting but he didn't care. Ryan felt so amazing in him that he just wanted the other to stay slamming into him forever.

"Oh, shit...," Ryan muttered when he felt Brendon loosen a little, his cock suddenly sliding much easier. He didn't really think much of it until he glanced down and noticed a small streak of red when he pulled out. Ryan moaned loudly when he realized Brendon was bleeding, feeling so good but so guilty at the same time. "Fuck, Bren, you're... you're bleeding," he managed, but couldn't stop himself from pounding into the younger boy a little harder, encouraged by the noises Brendon was making.

Brendon frowned against his mattress, whimpering slightly at the thought. "Don't stop" He decided after a moment. He would deal with whatever pain he had to afterwards. Anyways he'ld convince his parents to go on dates the rest of the week so Ryan could come watch him and take care of him. Brendon arched into Ryan, letting out a rather loud moan. "God Ry, harder" He begged, knowing Ryan might hesitate because he knew the older felt bad about making him bleed "God Ry you feel so good please, please, please don't stop... I just might die." He whimpers, nibbling on his lower lip

Ryan shut his eyes and thrusted as hard as he could manage, as fast as he could manage, panting open mouthed against Brendon's shoulder. His hands were shaking as he gripped the boy's hips, his brain practically shutting down to instinctual autopilot, feeling as if every sense was amplified twenty times. He knew he could hold out much, much longer than this, but he was hoping it wouldn't come to that.

Brendon turned his head so he could breathe, the younger also panting open mouth as he held the sheets and moaned as loud as he possibly could, his throat starting to hurt from how much noise he was making "RYAN!" He choked out in a moan as his hips jerked and the younger came harder than he ever had in his life, eyes screwed shut tightly as he whimpered from the strength of his orgasm and it had left his body limper than he thought possible. "Ry..." He pants softly

His forehead pressed to the back of Brendon's neck, Ryan took the last couple of thrusts to come, his jaw going slack as he choked out a moan. Ryan let himself collapse, his whole body shaking almost violently. "Brendon...," he breathed, nuzzling against the boy's back and trying to calm his erratic lungs and heartbeat. "Bren, god..."

Brendon smiled softly, his body still limp "You're squishing me" Brendon mumbled with a content sigh, rolling over to the best of his ability, his body still buzzing with after glow. "That was amazing..." He mumbled softly, looking up at Ryan with a grin "You have to babysit more" he demanded, his chest heaving as he tried to regain his ability to breath and move.

Ryan picked himself up, pulling out of Brendon as carefully as possible before flopping down next to him. "I'd babysit every day if I could," Ryan retorted with a sated grin, eyes slipping shut again. "Free of charge. But don't tell your parents that."

Brendon laughed softly as he curled into the older boy "Well I don't think I'll be up for this for a few days..." He mumbled unhappily. He could already feel the sting from his ass. "Anything I can do to make it feel better or heal faster or something?" the 13 year old asked Ryan with a pout and he then smirks "And I could get my parents to go on dates more. They like it cause they run off to a motel to fuck. I know they do." He said with a laugh.

Ryan shrugged. "There's not much you can do but wait it out. But I do like the idea of being here more often." Ryan opened his eyes again and grinned over at Brendon. "I could get used to this."

Brendon laughed "Well I don't think my parents would think it's weird that we're friends..." He said with a smile but his smile faded as he realized how sticky he was "I'm all gross and icky... I'm gonna take a shower..." He told the other as he sat up, gasping and grimacing in pain. The idea of Ryan joining him didn't even dawn on him

"How the fuck do you even know what a prostate is anyway?" Ryan finally wondered aloud, the thought beginning to bug him as he came down from his afterglow. "Let alone how you know anything about gay sex in the first place." Ryan sat up as well, shaking his head. "You can't be 13, really, how old are you?" he deadpanned with the straightest face ever.

Brendon looked back at Ryan, smirking slightly "Internet.... It's an amazing thing!" He said with a cheeky ear to ear grin as he stretches, wincing again. An idea then hit the younger and he smiles slightly. "Care to join me in the shower? I can show you just how wonderful the internet is." He says with a laugh. The 13 year old smiles at Ryan, holding a hand out to the older.

A smirk grew on Ryan's face, imagining all the possibilities Brendon could have come up with from just the internet. Twitching his eyebrows a little, Ryan took the boy's hand and let him help pull him up from the bed. "Oh really, now? I'm intrigued."

Brendon smiles slightly, a small amount of embarrassment showing on his face. He may have just been deflowered, but he was still shy innocent-ish Brendon. He smiled as he lead Ryan to his bathroom, turning the shower on and waiting until it wouldn't shock him out of his skin from how cold it was or burn him. He then steps in and pulls Ryan in under the cascading water with him, pulling the older closer that their bodies were touching slightly. Brendon smirked as he closed the distance and kissed Ryan

Ryan wrapped his arms around Brendon's waist and leaned into the kiss, but didn't push any further. He wanted to encourage whatever experimenting Brendon wanted to do, but was unsure of how to do so; after all, Ryan was still only a teenager himself, he wasn't a god. Of course, he didn't really know what Brendon had in mind either, but was expecting just about anything.

Brendon smiles into the kiss, hands moving to grasp at Ryan's hips as he thinks o ver everything he's read about and trying to think of something that would shock the older that Brendon wouldn't be too shy and back out of. He then pulls back from Ryan slightly as he thinks and a smirk takes hold of his lips "Turn around..." He tells Ryan, tone showing it's not open for debate and Brendon's pretty damn proud of the tone he managed. He lets out a breath, chewing on his lip in anticipation of what he's going to do.

Ryan shivered a little at Brendon's tone, a little surprised that someone so young could sound so experienced. Brushing his fingers across Brendon's cheek, Ryan turned around obediently, waiting patiently for the younger boy's next move. If he was about to... god, Ryan's dick was already twitching at just the mere mental images his brain was coming up with.

Brendon let out a nervous breath, telling himself he couldn't back out now as he sank to his knees carefully so he didn't hurt himself. He brought his hands up to Ryan's ass cheeks, running slightly calloused fingers over the wet skin before gently parting them and leaning forward as his tongue darted out to lick up a stripe of skin between the older's cheeks. Brendon mentally sighs, letting his tension go as he runs his tongue from the top over Ryan's crack, over his entrance and down to his balls, and the back up to Ryan's entrance, tongue circling the tight ring of muscle.

Ryan let out a harsh breath, bracing his hands against the steam-slick wall. "Oh fuck, Brendon...," he groaned, feeling the blood rushing to his cock already. Ryan had been rimmed before, but holy hell, this was just ridiculous, so insanely hot he wasn't quite sure how to handle it. A 13 year old was fucking rimming him.

Brendon smiled, eyes glancing up to Ryan as he continued to let his tongue lap at Ryan's skin before he thought a minuet, smirking slightly as he spread Ryan more, sliding the tip of his tongue into the older and wiggling it around, licking here and there as he could. Brendon found it kinda weird that this wasn't bothering him, even when he put it in the bluntest terms of 'I'm sticking my tongue up his ass.' in his mind he still wasn't bothered. Brendon's lips twitched into a slight smile as he pressed his tongue deeper into Ryan, letting one finger slide in and accompany his tongue.

Ryan was glad that Brendon couldn't see his face as he was probably making the worst faces as he moaned helplessly, his muscles trying to clamp down on Brendon's finger. He wanted to push his ass back against the boy's face, wanted so badly to press back against that single finger that just wasn't enough, but he held back, wanting Brendon to keep going.

Brendon slid a second finger into the older, curling his fingers up slightly as he tried to find Ryan's prostate, a little excitement sparking in the younger as he thought about making Ryan feel as good as he made the younger feel. Brendon was already hard from how much Ryan was moaning and Brendon let out a hot half sigh, half moan against the elder's skin, letting himself press his tongue deeper into Ryan, wondering if it might be possible to hit the older boy's prostate with his tongue but doubting it since he couldn't reach his own spot with his fingers, which were at least an inch or two longer than his tongue.

Biting his lip when he felt Brendon's fingers curl inside of him, Ryan knew immediately what Brendon was trying for. Tilting his hips just slightly, he felt the boy's fingers shift just enough to hit his prostate. Ryan moaned into his own shoulder, hands scrabbling for purchase against the slick surface of the wall in vain, his legs spreading involuntarily.

Brendon smirked happily, pulling his tongue out of Ryan slowly and sliding a third finger in gently, sliding his fingers in and out of the older and making sure to brush the other's prostate each time his fingers sank into Ryan. Brendon moved his other hand from Ryan's ass to his cock, jerking the 17 year old off in slow teasing strokes, thumb running over Ryan's slit. Brendon simply going by what he knew made him feel the best. He licked his lips before trailing his tongue along Ryan's crack, not really caring what he did, just knowing Ryan had liked that.

Ryan could feel his pulse in his throat, his breath turning erratic as Brendon stroked him, the three fingers in his ass a familiar burn, but he knew how to make himself relax so that it didn't hurt so much. Everything felt so fucking good; Brendon's mouth, Brendon's tongue, his fingers, his hand. If Brendon didn't stop soon... "Brendon," Ryan groaned, his eyes blinking slowly. "God, Brendon, fuck me." Ryan actually had no idea how that was going to work, considering Brendon was a few inches shorter than Ryan and his legs were considerably shorter in proportion to Ryan's as well. But he didn't really care, he just wanted it. "Please."

Brendon grinned as he stood, fingers leaving Ryan's body. "Really?" He asked and it was clear from his tone he had one of those huge grins on his face. He wasn't really asking permission, as he was already grabbing his dick, hand sliding up and down it a few times before he was guiding himself into Ryan. He was more just wanting to hear Ryan say it again. Man, Jon would SO not believe him on Monday when he told the other of his sexcapades on Friday. Brendon lets out an appreciative moan at Ryan's tightness around him "Mmm... Ry..." He mumbles against the older boy's neck, kissing the skin and kinda wishing Ryan was facing him right now.

Ryan groaned at the fact that it barely hurt at all, Brendon being smaller than he was used to, but it didn't matter. It didn't matter that the angle was a little off, didn't matter that he couldn't see the look on the boy's face when he purposely clenched his muscles around him. All that mattered was that Brendon was inside of him, that Brendon was pressed up against his back and pressing kisses to the back of Ryan's neck. All that mattered was Brendon.

Brendon licks his lips, pressing more kisses to Ryan's back as he set a pretty good pace, not as fast and hard as Ryan's had been, as Brendon didn't think he'ld have the stamina to keep up at that pace, or last long enough at it. Brendon's hands slid forward, open palms pressing against Ryan's hips and making the other move and rock his hips back and forth in time with Brendon's thrusting, the younger letting his teeth graze over Ryan's shoulder as he tried to achieve the angle his fingers had just been at.

Letting himself get lost in the feeling, Ryan pushed back against Brendon's thrusts, his eyes slipping shut. He whimpered when Brendon brushed against his prostate but didn't really hit it correctly, and he rolled his hips to get a better angle. His outcry echoed against the hard tile when the boy hit his spot dead on, his arm shaking a little.

Brendon smirked happily, making a mental note that who bottoms is the one who sounds like a whore, as the younger is letting out soft grunts and moans as he moves with Ryan. Brendon's hands travel around to Ryan's back, pushing the older forward a little bit a so his ass sticks out more, which in turn makes it easier for Brendon to thrust into Ryan harder and deeper, his grunts getting louder as he does so. "Th-his ok?" He stutters, wanting to make sure Ryan isn't uncomfortable with the position.

Ryan's eyes were rolling back into his head, nails scraping against the hard tile. "F-fuck yes," Ryan panted, dropping a hand down to stroke himself lightly, knowing from experience he was unable to come from just penetration alone. "God, Brendon..."

Brendon grins, pouting slightly as Ryan's hand moves to his dick, Brendon pushing the older boy's hand away and replacing it with his own and fisting Ryan's cock in time with his thrusts, Brendon letting out a whimper as Ryan tightens around him, the 13 year old biting his lip. "R-R-Ry..." he mumbles, "I-I... I 'm, I'm not gonna last..." he stutters against Ryan's damp skin as his own thrusts start getting a little erratic and soon the younger boy lost his sense of the quick but even pace he was keeping, moaning as he came. Brendon thrusted through his orgasm, hand moving up and down Ryan's cock quickly, thumbing the slight and squeezing teasingly in all the right places.

Ryan could feel the hot spurts of Brendon's cum inside of him, suddenly tripping and falling over the edge himself when a calloused thumb dragged across the head of his cock. Grunting through his nose, he fucked the tight circle of Brendon's hand as he rode out his orgasm, his jaw clenched tightly.

Brendon smirked happily as Ryan came, sliding out of the older slowly and pulling him back up right, turning him around and kissing him. "Time to get clean," he tells the other strictly with a little smile, grabbing his bottle of old spice and washing Ryan happily.

"All I want to do now is sleep," Ryan muttered, eyes slipping shut as he let himself be washed. He was leaning heavily on the wall with one arm, silently marveling at Brendon's seemingly endless supply of energy. "Your parents will kill me if I fall asleep," he added suddenly, eyes snapping open and standing up straight.

Brendon laughs, nuzzling Ryan as the 13 year old washed himself "Naaaawh" he said as he rinsed off. kissing Ryan deeply as he pulled him out of the shower and dried himself off before drying the other off. "I mean not if I was asleep too." He says with a smile as he pulled Ryan back to his bedroom, pulling the covers down and climbing into bed, making grabby hands at Ryan

Chuckling softly, Ryan crawled into the bed with Brendon and curled up next to him, a large warm hand resting on the younger boy's side. "I can handle that," he replied, snuggling against Brendon and blindly pulling the covers up over them.

Brendon smiled, snuggling into the older as much as he could before yawning and falling asleep in Ryan's arms. This was so perfect.

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Brendon had to wait a week for his parents to go out again, but this time they were going away for the weekend so Brendon had Ryan to himself. FOR THE WHOLE WEEKEND. And if they didn't over do it like they did Brendon's first time Brendon could probably fuck Ryan until they both fell over dead and that is exactly what he planned to do. as soon as the 13 year old's parents were out the door, he was on Ryan's lap, grinding down hard and kissing him fiercely. Brendon was dieing for Ryan's cock after going a week without it. Brendon pulled away, pulling his own shirt away and letting it fall to the floor. both boys were still on the family room couch.

After tugging his own shirt off, Ryan pulled Brendon in for another kiss. "God, do you have any idea how hard it was to keep myself from ravaging you when I walked through that door earlier?" he muttered, trailing kisses down Brendon's neck to his exposed collarbone. "A week is way too long."

Brendon nods sadly "I know... But I couldn't get them to just fucking leave," he grumbles unhappily as he grinds their hips together, uttering a soft moan. Brendon was so horny he could be embarrassed about anything right now so he just went with whatever his mind came up with, hence the words now coming out of his mouth, "God I need you to fuck me Ry... bend me over the couch and make me scream," He begs as he finds Ryan's mouth again and kisses him, not even bothering to ask permission before shoving his tongue into Ryan's mouth and battling for dominance.

Ryan groaned into the kiss, blindly fumbling with Brendon's pants and then his own, managing to at least get them open. Pushing Brendon down onto the couch, he tugged the younger boy's pants off hastily before wiggling out of his own, crawling on top of Brendon to nibble at his earlobe. "I'm gonna fuck you so good, Bren... you're gonna love every second."

Brendon shivers, moaning softly as he arches up to Ryan "Mmmm... fuck yes. Please Ry... make me feel good, make me feel amazing." He pleads, eyes opening and finding Ryan's, noticing the older boy's eyes a a deep brown today, almost darker then Brendon's chocolate eyes. Brendon's hands travel over Ryan's chest as he leans up to kiss the older, remembering back to last week and how Ryan said he'ld have lube next time, cause it felt ten times better that way. "Did you bring lube?" He asks, voice deeper than normal and breathy.

Nodding, Ryan reached down to pull the small bottle out of his pants pocket, rolling it between his hands to warm it. Flicking open the top, he coated his fingers and hastily pushed one into Brendon. It slipped in easily, Ryan knowing full well that Brendon would have been fingering himself almost every day. He pressed a second one in, gently scissoring but still rushing a little, his cock insistently telling him to just fuck him already.

Brendon arched into Ryan, uttering a soft moan and pushing his hips back towards Ryan. The younger wanted to just beg Ryan to fuck him but he knew if they weren't careful Brendon would be seriously hurt again and they wouldn't be able to enjoy the weekend alone, and it was that thought of having Ryan to himself for a whole weekend that kept him from shoving Ryan down on the couch and riding him

Carefully pressing a third finger in, Ryan leaned down to drop a soft kiss to Brendon's lips. "Any interesting positions you'd like to try, Mr. I-know-way-too-much-about-gay-sex?" he muttered with a crooked smile, curling his fingers inside Brendon where he thought his prostate was, if he remembered correctly.

Brendon smirked, about to retort back with something witty right when Ryan curled his fingers and Brendon could help the whore-ish moan that fell from his lips, eyes snapping shut as pleasure rocked his body. The younger lets out a harsh breath as he tries to regain his swimming head, opening his clouded brown eyes and gazing up to Ryan before he pressed his hands gently to Ryan's shoulders and forced the other back so he was laying on the couch. Brendon lets out a wanting breath as he picks up the bottle and pours some lube in his hands experimentally before running one up and down the elder's cock, making sure it was well coated before Brendon raised himself to his knees and positioned himself skillfully over Ryan's hard dick, Brendon sinking down and letting his head fall back with a moan from his lips as the older boy's cock slid into him.

Ryan's eyebrows shot up in surprise as he watched Brendon impale himself on his cock, a helpless groan forcing its way out of his throat. "Holy... shit, Brendon, you just...," Ryan stuttered brainlessly, trailing his hands up Brendon's thighs to rest on his hips, fingertips digging in slightly. "Just... holy fuck."

Brendon smirks in triumph as he bounces a bit on Ryan's lap, rocking his hips and angling this way and that, trying to hit his prostate. Brendon's soft little moans turn load the first time he angles right and Ryan's cock hits his spot dead on. the younger leans down, kissing Ryan hard. Brendon's too busy with how amazing Ryan's mouth on his feels and how Ryan's tongue against his feels and how Ryan's cock fills him up just perfectly to notice the soft click of the front door's lock and the slight creak it makes as it opens. It's when his mother starts speaking is when Brendon freezes, face turning scarlet red and the 13 year old just wants to die right now.

Grace Urie had forgotten her keys on the kitchen counter, taking Boyd's and letting herself into the house to get them. Though, when she walks in what is she to find? Her son fucking his babysitter. Grace sighs softly. "I always knew..." She says to the know blushing Brendon, not letting her eyes trail lower than either boy's shoulders. "We'll talk about this when I get home..." She mumbles to Brendon before walking to the kitchen

Ryan's eyes shut tight in embarrassment, his heart going a mile a minute. As much as he wanted to crawl into a hole in and die or perhaps just stop right now and get dressed, go explain this to Mrs. Urie - explain what he wasn't sure - he really couldn't. Despite being caught red-handed in the act, Ryan was still painfully hard, balls deep in Brendon's ass, and all he wanted was for Brendon's mother to leave so he could get off already.

Brendon is still blushing fiercely as his mother leaves, taking in a calming breath and looking down at Ryan "Fuck me?" He asks, voice soft and obviously still embarrassed. Brendon was not one that dealt with embarrassing situations well. Right now he wanted to be pressed into the sofa with Ryan looming over him and panting in his face as the older fucked him into the cushions.

Ryan's eyes fluttered open, something curling tightly in his lower stomach at Brendon's request. The younger boy looked so adorable with his cheeks tinged dark pink, but his eyes met Ryan's and he could see beyond the embarrassment, could see something a little deeper, a little more carnal. Carefully pulling Brendon off of him, Ryan laid him out on the couch cushions, hooking one leg over the back of the couch and pushing the other up and out as far as it would go. "Absolutely," Ryan replied, leaning down to kiss one of Brendon's still heated cheeks as he lined up and easily pushed back in.

Brendon let out a soft moan into Ryan's mouth, fingers tangling in the hair at the back of Ryan's neck, the younger moving his body in synch with Ryan's with ease. Brendon whined softly as Ryan was missing his prostate by almost an inch, not pushing in deep enough. "Deeper..." Brendon breathed, eyes shut tight as he leaned his forehead against Ryan's and let out his soft tame moans, just waiting for Ryan to set the fireworks off inside of him again.

Biting his lip and shifting his weight a little, Ryan grabbed Brendon's hips and tilted them slightly, keeping a hold of them as he pushed in deeper. It was so much different being able to see Brendon's face, being able to watch those beautiful chocolate colored eyes look into his soul, it seemed. Ryan was sharing Brendon's hot breath as he continued to move, the younger meeting each thrust, and he let himself get lost in Brendon's eyes.

brennyxbearxsays: Brendon arched into Ryan, digging nails into the older's skin helplessly as Ryan hit his prostate hard and dead on, Brendon whimpering and moaning without a care. He wished he could stay like this forever with Ryan but he could feel his impending orgasm coming quickly and he leaned up into Ryan, pressing his body to the older boy's as much as he could and Brendon moans louder as he gets some friction from Ryan's stomach brushing his dick "Mmm! Ry! Close!" He mumbles out desperately, lips moving down to the crook of Ryan's neck and nibbling lightly, Brendon's moans and whimpers coming out muffled. Brendon only pulls away when his body spasms, the boy gasping out and moaning Ryan's name.

Ryan's eyes fell closed again, slamming into Brendon hard as the boy's muscles clenched around him. Digging his nails into Brendon's hips, he let himself fall over the edge with a muffled cry against Brendon's shoulder, muttering Brendon's name as he trembled through the aftershocks. He finally collapsed, working his arms between Brendon and the couch to hold him close. "God, Iloveyousomuch, Brendon," he muttered quietly into the younger boy's neck, still panting a little.

Brendon snuggles into Ryan, grinning at the older boy's words and Brendon feels like his heart is going to explode with how happy he is. "I love you too, Ryan..." he says before sighing and pushing Ryan up before leading him to his room and flopping down on his bed, pulling Ryan down with him. "This is perfect..." He mumbles, not caring that he's sticky or the both have Brendon's come on their stomachs.