chapter 6! (finally)
Title: Don’t Go Breaking My Heart [6/?] [Sequel to Email My Heart]
Authors: rancid_veggie
Summary: With Benji out of the closet, society’s pressures and standards take a new role in his and Joel’s relationship. The group of friends endure new experiences and hardships all while trying to make it through daily life and deal with growing up. [reminder: *takes place in the 1990s].
Disclaimer: Not ours, only our thoughts. Yadda yadda yadda and all that good stuff. We don't own them.
Rating: NC-17 as a whole.
* We'll be posting every so often, we have multiple chapters already done and worked out. Enjoy! :)
Chapter 1: Touch My Body
Chapter 2: Communication
Chapter 3: Red-Handed
Chapter 4: Making Amends
Chapter 5: Operation Prom
Benji left before sunrise the next morning, placing a note on the pillow where he slept so Joel knew where he went. Benji ambled into Billy’s house near seven o’clock when the family was setting up for breakfast. He greeted them in the dining room with a blissful smile on his face.
“Hello, Benjamin,” Frank said from his chair at the end of the table. “You’re in early.”
Benji blushed slightly and nodded. “Yeah. I wanted to get here to get my stuff done so I’d have more time to get ready for prom. I’m gonna go shower then I’ll be down for breakfast and chores,” he promised.
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After finishing breakfast and helping Billy with things around the house, Benji had more than enough time to get ready for prom. He spent an entire hour making sure his suit was pressed to perfection, showered again, then went to work on his hair. Benji knew that if he didn’t get ready early, he would end up rushing around and freaking out when the time came to pick Joel up.
“You gonna tell me why you’ve been blushing and smiling all day?” Billy asked when he entered the room after his shower.
Benji looked over his shoulder from the mirror hanging on the closet door. “What are you talking about?”
Billy rolled his eyes. “Like you don’t know! You’ve been walking around with the stupidest grin on your face, and you’re blushing like I’ve never seen you blush before. What did you guys do last night?
“We didn’t do anything!” Benji shrugged. “Does my hair look okay?”
“Dude, your hair looks hot. Joel’s not going to be able to keep his hands off you,” Billy said as he pressed his own suit.
Benji grinned as he turned back to the mirror to toy with his mini-Mohawk. “He couldn’t keep his hands off me last night, either,” he murmured. He could feel Billy’s eyes glaring into his bare back like lasers. “What?!” Benji exclaimed when he looked back to see Billy’s deadpan stare. “We jerked each other off, okay? At the same time. It’s like…I can still feel his hands on me.”
“I think I just came in my pants,” Billy said dazedly. “I hope I get that far with Brendan tonight, oh my god.”
Benji laughed as he dabbed some eyeliner around his eyes. “You guys are going to have an entire night alone in a hotel room. I’m sure something will come from it.” He grabbed his suit hanging in the closet and went to work. Benji worked hard to save for his suit. Even though Frank and Denise had offered to help pay for anything he couldn’t afford, Benji didn’t want to depend upon them for everything. He also wanted to prove to himself that he could do this on his own. So, instead of a fancy tux with a lot of intricate detail, Benji settled on a simple black tux he found at a second-hand store for half the price.
Before long, the two boys were putting the final touches on their tuxes. They stood in front of the stairs for pictures with Benji’s arm flung around Billy’s shoulder and in front of the fireplace posing and goofing around while they waited for Brendan to show up in his limo.
A knock at the door set Billy off and he was sure his palms were already sweating. He was nervous for his parents to meet his date, but he was also sure that Brendan would make a dazzling impression--the boy was perfect and it felt like he was made for him.
Frank let his son’s date into the house, not at all surprised that it was the type of boy his son was interested in. “Hello, I’m Frank, Billy’s father. His mother, Denise, is right over there with the camera,” He smiled, shaking the boy’s hand and letting him into his house. “Thank you as well for sharing the limo with everyone, it was very kind of you.”
“My pleasure Mr. Martin, thank you for allowing Billy to come with me. He’s really quite the guy,” Brendan blushed, patting down his neatly pressed and rather expensive tuxedo.
Denise made another round of pictures with Brendan included, reminding all the boys to have the Maddens take numerous amounts of pictures with the entire group so she could have those as well.
Ushering them quickly out of the embarrassing household, Billy and Benji eagerly jumped into the limousine, never having rode in one before. “Holy shit this is awesome,” Billy murmured, sliding in all the way next to Brendan and smiling as the boy reached out to lace their hands together. Brendan gave him butterflies.
Benji loved watching his best friend and Brendan interact; the two of them were so cuddly and open with each other, Benji could hardly stand it. He let their discussions about the dance distract him from the fact that he felt so out of place in the limo. When they pulled up to Joel’s house, Benji shot out of the vehicle to knock on the door.
Ethan opened the door and instantly snapped a photo. “Hello, Benji!” he cried. “Joel’s in the living room with Marina and Paul. Tell Billy and his date to come on in so I can get pictures.”
Benji motioned at the limo for Billy and Brendan to come in and headed toward the living room to say hello to Joel. “Hey,” he said with a grin.
Joel blushed. “Hey.”
Benji bit his lip and looked away. “So…I wanted to bring you something, but I didn’t know what to get you…so I brought you this.” He held out the tiny chocolate kiss.
Joel leaned forward to take the chocolate and placed a kiss on Benji’s lips. “Thank you, but all I got you was this,” he said, pulling out a pink boutonnière. “I knew you weren’t going to be wearing your pink tux, but I thought pink was appropriate. It reminded me of Homecoming and all the fun we had, thought it might bring us some luck.”
“It’s perfect,” Benji smiled, letting Joel pin it on his tux as Ethan snapped another picture. Lacing his hand with Joel’s the two scooted into the group and Ethan had a field day--taking some of just the couples, the entire group, making them do different poses until the kids couldn’t take it anymore.
Arthur restrained his husband and sent the kids off, making sure Joel had everything he needed for the night at the hotel.
“I can’t believe he’s going to his senior prom,” Ethan pouted, curling into his husband’s comforting embrace. “He’s gonna graduate soon and he won’t even be here anymore.” Empty nest syndrome was already setting in and Ethan Madden wasn’t sure if he was ready to deal with it.
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The couples were separated in the limo, each staying close and cuddled into each other as they drove toward the banquet hall downtown. Everyone but Brendan was still enamored with the limousine, never having rode in one either. The sparkling line of lights and extended interior astounded them and it kept them busy along with the anticipation of the dance and stay at the hotel.
“It’s all starting to seem kind of final,” Marina exasperated, squeezing Paul’s hand a little tighter. She smoothed out her satin dress and picked at her rather intricate up-do.
As the car pulled up to the hall’s front entrance, the group reassured Marina that tonight would be perfect. While it was all lingering on their minds, they knew that tonight would be one for the record books and didn’t want anyone worrying about the ‘end’ of what seemed to their only world.
The banquet hall was perfect reassurance. Seasonal flowers decorated the columns, matching the gold and deep purple drapery. The entire scene seemed surreal. “Holy shit, you guys,” Marina gasped, leading the five boys into the main entrance. The group gaped at the grand entryway and the high vaulted ceilings. “They really went all out for the whole ‘Time of My Life’ theme, didn’t they? C’mon, Paul, I want to go get our pictures before I get all sweaty and mess up my hair.” She drug him up the stairs toward the main dance hall.
Benji looked at Joel hesitantly. “Are we gonna get pictures?”
“Maybe later. Let’s go find another corner to claim.” Joel gave Benji the brightest smile he’d ever seen, and he could tell that Joel was just trying to make this as comfortable as possible. Benji had agreed to a minimum of one dance because he loved Joel, and now Joel was attempting to make everything as familiar to Benji as he knew how.
Benji returned the grin and held his elbow out for Joel. “Shall we?”
“We shall,” Joel said as he snaked his arm around Benji’s. This was the most affection they’d ever shown in public, and even though it was what Joel yearned for, the curious glances still caused him to blush. He could see Benji’s neck turning multiple shades of red as the two crept up the stairs and tightened his grip on Benji’s arm.
“I can’t believe how high-class this place is,” Benji said to take his mind off his newfound attention. “I feel like I’m in a movie or something.”
“Definitely,” Joel agreed. As they made their way past the gang of jocks and Brian that had made their recent months hell with their taunting and name calling. He led Benji the opposite direction, but kept a tight hold onto his boyfriend as he for an empty table in the corner.
“This all seems kind of surreal,” Joel mentioned, sitting down with Benji. After homecoming he had hoped that one day they could go to a dance together, especially prom, and now here they were--Benji looking gorgeous as ever--and he was ecstatic for their dance later tonight.
“It does, but I’m honestly happy we’re here together,” Benji smiled, squeezing Joel’s hand. The other four of the gang had finally caught up with them in their claimed corner after having taken their pictures with the over the top scenery and backgrounds.
With the loud noise of Weezer’s “Buddy Holly” in the background, and the group made idle chatter amongst themselves.
“I wonder where the food is…” Billy questioned, not one single friend surprised by his want of food not even five minutes in. “Wanna go check it out Brendan?” As soon as Billy received from his date he was dragging him by the arm toward the punch and snack table.
Benji scanned the room anxiously from his seat. Troves of people flocked in, females adorned by extravagant gowns and colorful corsages and males wearing their classic suits and sleek hairstyles. “I’m really nervous,” Benji whispered to Joel, wiping his hands on his slacks. “Everyone looks really awesome.”
“What are you talking about?” Joel retorted. “You look really awesome too.”
Benji shrugged. “It’s not just that. This entire night is huge. It’s like…holy shit, I’m here with my amazing boyfriend and amazing friends and we’re going to dance in front of everyone and we’re going to get a hotel room afterward.”
Joel placed a comforting hand on Benji’s knee. “It’ll be fine, Benj. Just ignore the assholes and focus on having fun. If you feel like you want to flee, look at me; look at Billy and Brendan; know that we’re not the ones who are wrong for loving each other.”
“I love you,“ Benji said, leaning in to place a small kiss on Joel’s cheek.
Joel grinned cockily. “I do too. Now either we dance or go shove our faces with Billy. Which would you prefer?”
“How about we go get a drink then drag them out onto the dance floor with us?” Benji smiled, standing up as Joel agreed. He headed over toward where his best friend was and his nerves only heightened. The night was a big deal to him, practically putting his personal life on display in a school that wasn’t completely accepting of who he was.
They four boys, Billy more so, finished stuffing his face and chugged his drink before grabbing Brendan and leading the way to the dance floor for them all. Benji admired his best friend so much for his complete disregard for inhibition and already he felt himself trying to loosen up just to keep up with Billy.
Working their way into the center of the crowd, Billy and Brendan fully let loose to the beats of Montel Jordan’s “This is How We Do it,” flailing in every direction.
Joel shot Benji an award winning smile. He grabbed Benji’s shoulder and shook him lightly, hoping to break the tense body. Joel joined in on the mass jumping and flailing, his eyes falling shut as his body was taken over by the hard beat of the music. It was prom and it symbolized a great deal and marked the start of the end of his high school days; he didn’t plan on holding anything back, no matter how foolish he might have appeared.
Benji felt like he had no rhythm compared to his friends, but he wanted to give it his best to further his own growth after having dealt with so much the past few months. He also wanted to make his boyfriend happy and ensure that Joel had a great time at their prom. Shaking off his jitters, Benji started singing along and carelessly throwing his hands in the air like a fool, uncoordinatedly shaking his hips and jumping around in the throng of moving bodies.
Making a fool of himself made it all worth it when he saw the smile Joel gave him.
Benji couldn’t believe how good the rhythm felt pumping through him. Even when his eyes caught Brian’s revolted gaze, Benji grabbed onto Joel’s hands to stay grounded, flailing and swaying. Benji knew that he and Joel weren’t the most obnoxious looking couple of their group. Billy sported his dad’s old light blue 70s ruffled tux and Brendan wore a dark blue plaid suit from the same era with a bright yellow bowtie.
The group danced through “Be My Lover” by La Bouche, “Fight for Your Right to Party” by the Beastie Boys, and “Big Poppa” by Notorious B.I.G before the first slow song of the night came on. Benji looked to Joel with wide eyes when the opening chords of Selena’s “Dreaming of You” twinkled through the ballroom.
Joel bashfully lifted his arms around Benji’s shoulders, urging Benji to place his hands on Joel’s hips. Benji hadn’t even slow danced with a girl at his junior high spring bash. He had no idea what to do now. “I apologize in advance if I step on your toes,” Benji whispered as the two swayed with the beat.
Joel shrugged and stepped closer. “You’re a better dancer than you think, Benj. Don’t be so hard on yourself.” Joel’s eyes sparkled like the brightest light Benji had ever seen, and Benji was captivated by Joel’s glow. He was all Benji could see, emanating love and acceptance and greatness. Benji could see his future when he looked at Joel.
Before meeting Joel, Benji didn’t think about the future.
“See, not so bad,” Joel snickered, pulling Benji in a little closer. His boyfriend may have stepped on his shoes more than once, but he was trying and the fact that they were dancing at all together meant the world to Joel.
Laying his head on Benji’s shoulder, Joel couldn’t help but sing along with the song he secretly loved. “…Cause I’m dreaming of you tonight, ‘til tomorrow, I’ll be holding you tight, and there’s no where in the world I’d rather be,” He crooned softly, squeezing Benji just a little tighter.
“I love your voice.” Benji smiled and kissed the side of Joel’s head, any worries going out the window. It was his last ever high school dance and for once, he didn’t want to be afraid of what someone would say, what words they could taunt him with, or the awkward stares sent their way.
The swaying couple glanced over their best friends, seeing Brendan and Billy snuggled awfully close into each other and Marina and Paul sharing a look only they could understand. The night was truly perfect and Benji knew, and hoped, it would only get better.
Billy waved at Benji and Joel with a sated smile. His being had never felt so whole, so complete, as it did that moment. “This is perfect,” Billy murmured into Brendan’s ear. “Thank you for coming with me tonight.”
Brendan shook his head and held Billy closer. “No way. Thank you for asking me. I would probably be at home shoving my face full of potato chips and watching The Wizard of Oz right now if you hadn’t asked me.”
“You mean that’s what I missed out on?” Billy teased. “Screw prom, let’s get you home and in your pajamas, stat!”
Brendan laughed and twirled Billy expertly. “Be my boyfriend.”
“What?” Billy’s smile froze.
“I said, ‘be my boyfriend,’ Billy.”
Billy’s grin grew wide enough to envy the stars. “Okay.”
Joel grinned as he watched Brendan and Billy’s interaction; he remembered Billy being a flamboyant stranger who Joel was too intimidated to talk to. Joel remembered pining over the beautiful new boy just four years ago, and he remembered wishing that someday he would be able to publicly hold Benji’s hand only a few short months ago. Joel remembered lying awake on school nights because there was no way his dreams would match up with the scenarios his imagination brewed.
Nearly two hours into their final high school dance, the group of friends finally had to slow down. The six friends regrouped at their table with some refreshments, no one able to wipe the massive grins off their face; tonight was proving to be absolutely perfect.
Each couple still remained in their own little world with each other, enveloped in what had turned into a very romantic outing--something none of them, with the exception of Marina and Paul months ago, knew would happen. Being openly gay at prom and finally not experiencing the day to day taunting and degradation was one of the most positive and desired feelings the young boys had come to know; it gave them hope for the future.
Humming along to Modern English’s “Melt with You,” Joel rested on his boyfriend’s shoulder and laced his hand tightly with Benji. They were able to be so free and open at prom, and Joel could relish in it for days--and it made him more anxious for the rest of the night held for the couple. He felt like there was a chance it could be the night they were finally together. “I know we keep saying it, but this is so amazing,” Joel smiled, slightly shocked when he felt Benji turn into him and cup his face.
“It is, it really is. I feel so…free…” Benji smashed his lips to Joel’s, not pushing it too far, but making it hot enough he could already feel himself getting worked up. “I’m so happy I found you Joel. Everything just feels right. I’m happy, now that I finally get to be me. You make me want to show you off to everyone, just to make them jealous,” Benji laughed, pecking Joel once more before pulling away.
“Did somebody spike the punch?!” Billy called over the table.
“Man, I should have thought of that!” Brendan piped in.
Marina waved them away with the flick of her wrist. “Guys, leave him alone! He’s high on life, is all.”
“High on hormones is more like it,” Billy murmured, earning a solid middle finger from both Benji and Joel.
Benji leaned toward Joel and stuck his tongue out at Billy. “Shut up, Bill,” he sneered just as Monica’s “For You I Will” blasted throughout the hall. “You won’t be saying that tonight in the limo when you’ve got your tongue shoved down Brendan’s throat. Congratulations, by the way.”
Billy blushed ferociously and Brendan bowed in his seat.
“Aw, we’re all one big gay family! Look, Paul, our babies are all grown up!” Marina squealed.
Blushing, Paul quieted his girlfriend with a kiss. He always felt like he was Marina’s exact opposite, yet her perfect match. He loved the unstoppable girl with all his heart. “Wanna go back out and dance?” Paul whispered, knowing he was a sucker for a good slow dance; it required the least amount of skill and it gave him an excuse for being closer to his girl.
Marina led Paul out to the floor and held him close, igniting a trend that got Billy and Brendan to follow them out onto the slow moving dance floor.
“Should we go crash their party?” Benji nodded. Grabbing Joel’s hand he led them out onto the floor, invading their best friends’ space as he clung tightly onto Joel’s waist. “I love being here…but I can’t wait to be alone,” He whispered, noting the way the tips of Joel’s ears burned red as the words left his lips.
“Me either.”
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Their senior prom ended with a gallant dance floor moving swiftly to “Time of my Life”, enveloping the theme perfectly and leaving everyone sweating from the hot night and filled with some sadness as their last high school dance came to a close.
“I’ve had the time of my life and I owe it all to youuuuu!” Billy screamed loudly as the group walked out, hanging off his brand new boyfriend. The flamboyant boy unknowingly kicked off a group sing a long as the music dwindled down and a line of kids waited for their rides to pick them up.
“Yes I swear, it’s the truth,” The crowd sang along, some off key and not very good, but it was an absolutely amazing way to end the perfect night before it moved behind closed doors. “And I owe it all to you!”
Some kids kept on dancing outside, humming and singing as loud as they could get. Even the teachers and chaperones found the show amusing and couldn’t help but smile at the students.
Brendan’s limo finally pulled up and the group climbed in, giggling as they took off toward their hotel further downtown.
“I can’t believe you started that, it was awesome!” Brendan laughed, cupping the unsuspecting boy’s face and pulling him into their first ever real kiss. Billy practically melted under his hands and almost couldn’t focus enough to kiss back at first.
The limo was filled with endless chatter. There was so much to talk about, and none of them were sure they could fit it in before the limo pulled up to the hotel. They didn’t care that they were talking over and interrupting each other just to get the words out; all they cared about was reliving their night until they had a chance to replace it with new memories. Even pulling up to the hotel didn’t stop them; the group ambled into the lavish lobby arm in arm and onto the elevator. Conversation only stopped when Marina and Paul stepped off the elevator, because Benji and Joel fell into each other’s arms and were locked in a sweet and slow kiss that lasted until they reached their floor. Billy and Brendan stumbled out first, giggling at Benji and Joel’s flushed faces as they reluctantly exited the elevator. Both couples disappeared into their rooms, which were just a few doors away from each other.
Joel flung himself onto the king sized bed. Benji stood in the doorway undoing his tie as Joel cuddled into the sheets. It took him several seconds, but he eventually stopped when he noticed a bouquet of flowers resting atop the pillows. “Who are these for?” Joel asked absently.
“Why don’t you read the card?” Benji suggested with a smirk.
Joel picked up the bouquet. “’To Joel’,” he quoted, a bashful grin slowly spreading across his face. “’I’ve had the time of my life and I owe it all to you. Love, Benj.’ Oh my god! Benj, that is…” Joel paused and shook his head. “So corny, but I fucking love it.” He crawled off the bed to wrap his arms around Benji’s neck. “And I fucking love you.”
“I fucking love you too Joel,” Benji smiled, ducking his head in and continuing their broken kiss from the elevator. “This really was the most amazing night, I never imagined prom like this at all. So much more than I ever dreamt.”
“I have this gut feeling it’s gonna get even better,” Joel smirked. Pulling away from his boyfriend, he shrugged out of his jacket and hung it neatly in the closet. Joel moved back over to Benji and pulled his jacket off, repeating his action to not ruin the tuxes they had worked so hard for.
Chills ran down Benji’s spine at the many thoughts racing through his head of what tonight could lead to, and whether or not they actually had sex, it was going to be explosive. A heated tension had been brewing between the teenagers all night, heightened by the lack of restraints on their relationship for once.
“You’re such a secret romantic Benj, I love that about you.” Joel continued coming out of his clothes, ridding his silk vest and slowly taking off the same layers of Benji’s clothing at the same time. Moving onto Benji’s white dress shirt, Joel’s hand lingered and so very slowly undid each of the buttons. His mouth dotted Benji’s neck and collar with soft kisses, smiling at the quiet moans that left his seemingly satisfied boyfriend.
Benji lifted his hands to shakily unbutton Joel’s shirt as well. Even though they had both pleasured each other in different ways, this was the closest they’d come to being naked together, and Benji’s nerves were working overtime. He leaned in to kiss Joel’s jaw as they slowly disrobed each other. Benji gasped when he felt Joel’s warm hands on his chest. A knock interrupted just as Joel leaned in to place a kiss on Benji’s chest. “Who the fuck.” Joel stalked to the door and flung it open. “Billy?”
“Hey, uh, Joel?” Billy asked timidly, wringing his hands. “Can I, uh, have a condom?”
Joel’s eyes popped as wide as the door in front of him. “Dude. Yes!” He rummaged through the overnight bag that the concierge brought up when they first arrived.
“Thanks, I owe you,” Billy smiled. His shyness was at the highest it had ever been, but with good reason. He only just had been asked to be Brendan’s boyfriend and had his first kiss, and now he going all the way on prom night. Brendan was perfect though, and he knew there was no one else he’d rather be with, despite not having known him very long.
“No problem, be careful Bill,” Joel warned, still reeling at the news. He smiled at their good friend and shut the door as the boy raced back down to his hotel room. “Holy shit man, I can’t believe they’re gonna have sex!” He giggled, knowing that after months of being together he and Benji hadn’t gone that far and Billy and Brendan hadn’t been together for even a week really.
“At least he’s being smart about it. I’m happy for them though, they’re so good together. Kind of made for each other really,” Benji sighed, shaking his head at picturing his best friend having sex.
“They are,” Joel agreed, locking the door and moving back to his half dressed boyfriend. “Just like you and me,” He smiled sweetly, cupping Benji’s rosy cheeks and kissing him passionately. He meant it fully, feeling Benji really was his perfect match. Of course most people would think he’s crazy, but they had already survived so much and without Benji around, Joel felt like a part of him was missing.
Benji felt his desire rise even more and his hands steadied and he wasted no more time in undoing Joel’s shirt. Shoving it off his shoulders, Benji ran his hands all over the silky smooth skin, quickly moving to undo Joel’s pants. They we so caught up in each other, neither realized they were heading back toward the bed until the back of Joel’s knees hit the bed and sent them both tumbling down in a mess of limbs and discarded clothing.
“Holy fuck, Joel. You’re so…” Benji said as he fell onto the bed. “Fuck.”
Joel moaned on impact, his hardening member rubbing into Benji’s leg. “You’re pretty ‘fuck’ too, Benj,” he quipped, but silenced Benji with a kiss.
Benji quickly pulled back so he could pull Joel’s pants off completely, then quickly moved to place a trail of eager kisses onto Joel’s stomach. He grinned when he felt Joel’s stomach muscles tighten. “Tickles,” Joel whispered and squirmed when Benji placed another kiss on his stomach.
Benji finally crawled on top of Joel, straddling his legs, and dove in for a passionate kiss that put both of them on a level of high neither had felt before.
In a flash, Joel managed to flip them over so he straddled Benji. He couldn’t help but smirk at his boyfriend’s surprised reaction, and took the time to practically rip off Benji’s pants so they were both down to only their boxers. Joel’s heart was racing and he had to take a second to catch his breath from the kiss they had shared. His whole body was trembling with nerves and delight, knowing everything was being taken to a whole new level tonight and that he was ecstatic after such a perfect night.
Both boys felt their dicks straining against their shorts and while they had seen each other, it still felt like everything was elevated. Slowly, Joel peeled Benji’s boxers off, letting his mouth make quick work of marking his boyfriend’s neck.
“Mmm, Joel, so nice,” Benji groaned, struggling but succeeding in getting Joel’s boxers off as well and smiling nervously as Joel kicked them off onto the floor. The instant their fully naked bodies met elicited moans from the teenage couple, already seeing fireworks and feeling the sparks surge through every inch of their bodies.
“Jesus you’re gorgeous,” Joel panted, unable to even focus on anything other than staring down Benji’s bare body. He had never gotten such a good look at it and his mind was spinning with lustful urges; he just wanted to touch and kiss every inch of his boyfriend’s beautiful skin. “Scoot back baby,” Joel muttered, shifting with Benji and they moved further up the lavish bed. As Benji moved, Joel took in more of the beautiful boy, feeling his cock stir and ache at the sight.
“Joel…wow, just you…you’re unbelievable.” Benji swallowed thickly. He couldn’t get over fully seeing Joel for the first time without any flimsy clothing in the way; his boyfriend was insanely hot. “Fuck,” He groaned, grabbing Joel by the neck and pulling him into a steamy kiss--any control he had went out the window and his body was yearning for release already.
Benji’s hands slithered down Joel’s spine, fingertips exploring and discovering each and every notch. He felt every goosebump and every blemish on Joel’s skin like the contours of a topographic map. Benji’s palm flattened out when he reached Joel’s ass, and he cupped it as his tongue traced Joel’s mouth. An explosion of sensations soared through Benji as Joel’s hips crashed into his, and they moaned in unison. It was almost too much. The heat around them grew thick and palpable.
“Fuck!” Joel whimpered, hips bucking involuntarily.
Benji’s other hand snaked down to cup the other side of Joel’s ass. He pulled Joel close so their dicks rubbed together unevenly, creating the best kind of friction Benji had ever known.
Lulling his head back, adrenalin and hormones fled through his body and made him quiver with pleasure to where Benji almost couldn’t stand it. He held Joel even tighter to him and flipped them over once more, still grinding down against his boyfriend’s bare body. Despite their sloppy movements, the grunts and moans filling the air displayed their heightened satisfaction both teen boys were experiences.
Benji buried his head in his lover’s neck and trailed wet kisses along the supple skin, unable to calm his movements as he neared his climax. “I love you Joel,” He whispered, surprised in his own confidence of his actions and assertiveness. “So much.”
Sliding his hand down Joel’s front, Benji rubbed the boy’s gorgeous hips. He continued rubbing against Joel’s lower half, their cocks throbbing and getting harder and harder with every slip of skin on skin.
Benji propped himself up and snaked his hand between their bodies. He wasn’t sure that his movements were correct, but he went with the flow. When Joel threw his head back or moaned, Benji continued. When Joel pursed his lips or shifted like he was trying to get comfortable, Benji tried something else. Joel cried out and pulled Benji closer when Benji had both of their cocks in his hand, thrusting against Joel while he jerked them both off.
Stars blinded Joel as he eagerly thrust into Benji’s hand. He was insatiable. He wanted Benji’s hands on every inch of his body. Even the thumb swiping at the head of his cock wasn‘t enough. “Fuck. Fuck, yeah, Benj! Ugh!” Joel growled, leaning on his elbows to smash his lips into Benji’s. Electricity sparked through his body, shocking his lips and his elbows and his fingertips.
“I can’t last…I can’t,” Joel panted, breaking away from Benji and falling back onto the pillow. He clutched Benji’s freckled shoulders tightly and bucked up against him, the intensity of his orgasm hitting the pit of his stomach as he moaned out. In seconds, Joel spilled over Benji’s working hand and their sweat laced chests. He tried to milk his orgasm with everything he had, but he had reached his point of exhaustion and the overwhelming bliss overtook him.
Benji moaned loudly and followed right after Joel, coating them and adding to their already messy and slick bodies. He collapsed next to Joel, indulging in the same blissful state that Joel was already in. They may not have had actual sex, but it was the most sensual and amazing experience either teen had ever had and capped off their truly perfect night in the most unbelievable way.
Joel grinned widely, his body still humming from his orgasm. “You’re amazing, Benj. I’ve never…I’ve never felt anything like that. The way you took control, the way you touched me - I never thought I’d feel like that.”
Benji’s head lulled to the side. His grin was lopsided and everything in the room except Joel was blurred. “I never thought I was capable of doing anything like that, let alone of feeling anything like that. You give me the strength to be everything I never thought I could be, Joel. Fuck.” He entwined their fingers.
Joel propped himself up on his elbow and rubbed lazy patterns on Benji’s stomach and around his navel. “You know…” he said teasingly. “I never got to repay you for that amazing blowjob I received a couple weeks ago.” Joel’s hand slowly snaked down to Benji’s groin, his fingers rubbing playfully close to Benji’s member. “You think you could handle another round?”
Benji shuddered at the image of Joel with his lips pouting seductively and his wide brown eyes gazing inquisitively. If this was how his entire night panned out - lying naked with Joel and touching each other until their bodies gave out - Benji thought he might be in heaven. When Joel leaned down to take Benji’s hardening cock between his lips, Benji knew he was right.
Authors: rancid_veggie
Summary: With Benji out of the closet, society’s pressures and standards take a new role in his and Joel’s relationship. The group of friends endure new experiences and hardships all while trying to make it through daily life and deal with growing up. [reminder: *takes place in the 1990s].
Disclaimer: Not ours, only our thoughts. Yadda yadda yadda and all that good stuff. We don't own them.
Rating: NC-17 as a whole.
* We'll be posting every so often, we have multiple chapters already done and worked out. Enjoy! :)
Chapter 1: Touch My Body
Chapter 2: Communication
Chapter 3: Red-Handed
Chapter 4: Making Amends
Chapter 5: Operation Prom
Benji left before sunrise the next morning, placing a note on the pillow where he slept so Joel knew where he went. Benji ambled into Billy’s house near seven o’clock when the family was setting up for breakfast. He greeted them in the dining room with a blissful smile on his face.
“Hello, Benjamin,” Frank said from his chair at the end of the table. “You’re in early.”
Benji blushed slightly and nodded. “Yeah. I wanted to get here to get my stuff done so I’d have more time to get ready for prom. I’m gonna go shower then I’ll be down for breakfast and chores,” he promised.
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After finishing breakfast and helping Billy with things around the house, Benji had more than enough time to get ready for prom. He spent an entire hour making sure his suit was pressed to perfection, showered again, then went to work on his hair. Benji knew that if he didn’t get ready early, he would end up rushing around and freaking out when the time came to pick Joel up.
“You gonna tell me why you’ve been blushing and smiling all day?” Billy asked when he entered the room after his shower.
Benji looked over his shoulder from the mirror hanging on the closet door. “What are you talking about?”
Billy rolled his eyes. “Like you don’t know! You’ve been walking around with the stupidest grin on your face, and you’re blushing like I’ve never seen you blush before. What did you guys do last night?
“We didn’t do anything!” Benji shrugged. “Does my hair look okay?”
“Dude, your hair looks hot. Joel’s not going to be able to keep his hands off you,” Billy said as he pressed his own suit.
Benji grinned as he turned back to the mirror to toy with his mini-Mohawk. “He couldn’t keep his hands off me last night, either,” he murmured. He could feel Billy’s eyes glaring into his bare back like lasers. “What?!” Benji exclaimed when he looked back to see Billy’s deadpan stare. “We jerked each other off, okay? At the same time. It’s like…I can still feel his hands on me.”
“I think I just came in my pants,” Billy said dazedly. “I hope I get that far with Brendan tonight, oh my god.”
Benji laughed as he dabbed some eyeliner around his eyes. “You guys are going to have an entire night alone in a hotel room. I’m sure something will come from it.” He grabbed his suit hanging in the closet and went to work. Benji worked hard to save for his suit. Even though Frank and Denise had offered to help pay for anything he couldn’t afford, Benji didn’t want to depend upon them for everything. He also wanted to prove to himself that he could do this on his own. So, instead of a fancy tux with a lot of intricate detail, Benji settled on a simple black tux he found at a second-hand store for half the price.
Before long, the two boys were putting the final touches on their tuxes. They stood in front of the stairs for pictures with Benji’s arm flung around Billy’s shoulder and in front of the fireplace posing and goofing around while they waited for Brendan to show up in his limo.
A knock at the door set Billy off and he was sure his palms were already sweating. He was nervous for his parents to meet his date, but he was also sure that Brendan would make a dazzling impression--the boy was perfect and it felt like he was made for him.
Frank let his son’s date into the house, not at all surprised that it was the type of boy his son was interested in. “Hello, I’m Frank, Billy’s father. His mother, Denise, is right over there with the camera,” He smiled, shaking the boy’s hand and letting him into his house. “Thank you as well for sharing the limo with everyone, it was very kind of you.”
“My pleasure Mr. Martin, thank you for allowing Billy to come with me. He’s really quite the guy,” Brendan blushed, patting down his neatly pressed and rather expensive tuxedo.
Denise made another round of pictures with Brendan included, reminding all the boys to have the Maddens take numerous amounts of pictures with the entire group so she could have those as well.
Ushering them quickly out of the embarrassing household, Billy and Benji eagerly jumped into the limousine, never having rode in one before. “Holy shit this is awesome,” Billy murmured, sliding in all the way next to Brendan and smiling as the boy reached out to lace their hands together. Brendan gave him butterflies.
Benji loved watching his best friend and Brendan interact; the two of them were so cuddly and open with each other, Benji could hardly stand it. He let their discussions about the dance distract him from the fact that he felt so out of place in the limo. When they pulled up to Joel’s house, Benji shot out of the vehicle to knock on the door.
Ethan opened the door and instantly snapped a photo. “Hello, Benji!” he cried. “Joel’s in the living room with Marina and Paul. Tell Billy and his date to come on in so I can get pictures.”
Benji motioned at the limo for Billy and Brendan to come in and headed toward the living room to say hello to Joel. “Hey,” he said with a grin.
Joel blushed. “Hey.”
Benji bit his lip and looked away. “So…I wanted to bring you something, but I didn’t know what to get you…so I brought you this.” He held out the tiny chocolate kiss.
Joel leaned forward to take the chocolate and placed a kiss on Benji’s lips. “Thank you, but all I got you was this,” he said, pulling out a pink boutonnière. “I knew you weren’t going to be wearing your pink tux, but I thought pink was appropriate. It reminded me of Homecoming and all the fun we had, thought it might bring us some luck.”
“It’s perfect,” Benji smiled, letting Joel pin it on his tux as Ethan snapped another picture. Lacing his hand with Joel’s the two scooted into the group and Ethan had a field day--taking some of just the couples, the entire group, making them do different poses until the kids couldn’t take it anymore.
Arthur restrained his husband and sent the kids off, making sure Joel had everything he needed for the night at the hotel.
“I can’t believe he’s going to his senior prom,” Ethan pouted, curling into his husband’s comforting embrace. “He’s gonna graduate soon and he won’t even be here anymore.” Empty nest syndrome was already setting in and Ethan Madden wasn’t sure if he was ready to deal with it.
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The couples were separated in the limo, each staying close and cuddled into each other as they drove toward the banquet hall downtown. Everyone but Brendan was still enamored with the limousine, never having rode in one either. The sparkling line of lights and extended interior astounded them and it kept them busy along with the anticipation of the dance and stay at the hotel.
“It’s all starting to seem kind of final,” Marina exasperated, squeezing Paul’s hand a little tighter. She smoothed out her satin dress and picked at her rather intricate up-do.
As the car pulled up to the hall’s front entrance, the group reassured Marina that tonight would be perfect. While it was all lingering on their minds, they knew that tonight would be one for the record books and didn’t want anyone worrying about the ‘end’ of what seemed to their only world.
The banquet hall was perfect reassurance. Seasonal flowers decorated the columns, matching the gold and deep purple drapery. The entire scene seemed surreal. “Holy shit, you guys,” Marina gasped, leading the five boys into the main entrance. The group gaped at the grand entryway and the high vaulted ceilings. “They really went all out for the whole ‘Time of My Life’ theme, didn’t they? C’mon, Paul, I want to go get our pictures before I get all sweaty and mess up my hair.” She drug him up the stairs toward the main dance hall.
Benji looked at Joel hesitantly. “Are we gonna get pictures?”
“Maybe later. Let’s go find another corner to claim.” Joel gave Benji the brightest smile he’d ever seen, and he could tell that Joel was just trying to make this as comfortable as possible. Benji had agreed to a minimum of one dance because he loved Joel, and now Joel was attempting to make everything as familiar to Benji as he knew how.
Benji returned the grin and held his elbow out for Joel. “Shall we?”
“We shall,” Joel said as he snaked his arm around Benji’s. This was the most affection they’d ever shown in public, and even though it was what Joel yearned for, the curious glances still caused him to blush. He could see Benji’s neck turning multiple shades of red as the two crept up the stairs and tightened his grip on Benji’s arm.
“I can’t believe how high-class this place is,” Benji said to take his mind off his newfound attention. “I feel like I’m in a movie or something.”
“Definitely,” Joel agreed. As they made their way past the gang of jocks and Brian that had made their recent months hell with their taunting and name calling. He led Benji the opposite direction, but kept a tight hold onto his boyfriend as he for an empty table in the corner.
“This all seems kind of surreal,” Joel mentioned, sitting down with Benji. After homecoming he had hoped that one day they could go to a dance together, especially prom, and now here they were--Benji looking gorgeous as ever--and he was ecstatic for their dance later tonight.
“It does, but I’m honestly happy we’re here together,” Benji smiled, squeezing Joel’s hand. The other four of the gang had finally caught up with them in their claimed corner after having taken their pictures with the over the top scenery and backgrounds.
With the loud noise of Weezer’s “Buddy Holly” in the background, and the group made idle chatter amongst themselves.
“I wonder where the food is…” Billy questioned, not one single friend surprised by his want of food not even five minutes in. “Wanna go check it out Brendan?” As soon as Billy received from his date he was dragging him by the arm toward the punch and snack table.
Benji scanned the room anxiously from his seat. Troves of people flocked in, females adorned by extravagant gowns and colorful corsages and males wearing their classic suits and sleek hairstyles. “I’m really nervous,” Benji whispered to Joel, wiping his hands on his slacks. “Everyone looks really awesome.”
“What are you talking about?” Joel retorted. “You look really awesome too.”
Benji shrugged. “It’s not just that. This entire night is huge. It’s like…holy shit, I’m here with my amazing boyfriend and amazing friends and we’re going to dance in front of everyone and we’re going to get a hotel room afterward.”
Joel placed a comforting hand on Benji’s knee. “It’ll be fine, Benj. Just ignore the assholes and focus on having fun. If you feel like you want to flee, look at me; look at Billy and Brendan; know that we’re not the ones who are wrong for loving each other.”
“I love you,“ Benji said, leaning in to place a small kiss on Joel’s cheek.
Joel grinned cockily. “I do too. Now either we dance or go shove our faces with Billy. Which would you prefer?”
“How about we go get a drink then drag them out onto the dance floor with us?” Benji smiled, standing up as Joel agreed. He headed over toward where his best friend was and his nerves only heightened. The night was a big deal to him, practically putting his personal life on display in a school that wasn’t completely accepting of who he was.
They four boys, Billy more so, finished stuffing his face and chugged his drink before grabbing Brendan and leading the way to the dance floor for them all. Benji admired his best friend so much for his complete disregard for inhibition and already he felt himself trying to loosen up just to keep up with Billy.
Working their way into the center of the crowd, Billy and Brendan fully let loose to the beats of Montel Jordan’s “This is How We Do it,” flailing in every direction.
Joel shot Benji an award winning smile. He grabbed Benji’s shoulder and shook him lightly, hoping to break the tense body. Joel joined in on the mass jumping and flailing, his eyes falling shut as his body was taken over by the hard beat of the music. It was prom and it symbolized a great deal and marked the start of the end of his high school days; he didn’t plan on holding anything back, no matter how foolish he might have appeared.
Benji felt like he had no rhythm compared to his friends, but he wanted to give it his best to further his own growth after having dealt with so much the past few months. He also wanted to make his boyfriend happy and ensure that Joel had a great time at their prom. Shaking off his jitters, Benji started singing along and carelessly throwing his hands in the air like a fool, uncoordinatedly shaking his hips and jumping around in the throng of moving bodies.
Making a fool of himself made it all worth it when he saw the smile Joel gave him.
Benji couldn’t believe how good the rhythm felt pumping through him. Even when his eyes caught Brian’s revolted gaze, Benji grabbed onto Joel’s hands to stay grounded, flailing and swaying. Benji knew that he and Joel weren’t the most obnoxious looking couple of their group. Billy sported his dad’s old light blue 70s ruffled tux and Brendan wore a dark blue plaid suit from the same era with a bright yellow bowtie.
The group danced through “Be My Lover” by La Bouche, “Fight for Your Right to Party” by the Beastie Boys, and “Big Poppa” by Notorious B.I.G before the first slow song of the night came on. Benji looked to Joel with wide eyes when the opening chords of Selena’s “Dreaming of You” twinkled through the ballroom.
Joel bashfully lifted his arms around Benji’s shoulders, urging Benji to place his hands on Joel’s hips. Benji hadn’t even slow danced with a girl at his junior high spring bash. He had no idea what to do now. “I apologize in advance if I step on your toes,” Benji whispered as the two swayed with the beat.
Joel shrugged and stepped closer. “You’re a better dancer than you think, Benj. Don’t be so hard on yourself.” Joel’s eyes sparkled like the brightest light Benji had ever seen, and Benji was captivated by Joel’s glow. He was all Benji could see, emanating love and acceptance and greatness. Benji could see his future when he looked at Joel.
Before meeting Joel, Benji didn’t think about the future.
“See, not so bad,” Joel snickered, pulling Benji in a little closer. His boyfriend may have stepped on his shoes more than once, but he was trying and the fact that they were dancing at all together meant the world to Joel.
Laying his head on Benji’s shoulder, Joel couldn’t help but sing along with the song he secretly loved. “…Cause I’m dreaming of you tonight, ‘til tomorrow, I’ll be holding you tight, and there’s no where in the world I’d rather be,” He crooned softly, squeezing Benji just a little tighter.
“I love your voice.” Benji smiled and kissed the side of Joel’s head, any worries going out the window. It was his last ever high school dance and for once, he didn’t want to be afraid of what someone would say, what words they could taunt him with, or the awkward stares sent their way.
The swaying couple glanced over their best friends, seeing Brendan and Billy snuggled awfully close into each other and Marina and Paul sharing a look only they could understand. The night was truly perfect and Benji knew, and hoped, it would only get better.
Billy waved at Benji and Joel with a sated smile. His being had never felt so whole, so complete, as it did that moment. “This is perfect,” Billy murmured into Brendan’s ear. “Thank you for coming with me tonight.”
Brendan shook his head and held Billy closer. “No way. Thank you for asking me. I would probably be at home shoving my face full of potato chips and watching The Wizard of Oz right now if you hadn’t asked me.”
“You mean that’s what I missed out on?” Billy teased. “Screw prom, let’s get you home and in your pajamas, stat!”
Brendan laughed and twirled Billy expertly. “Be my boyfriend.”
“What?” Billy’s smile froze.
“I said, ‘be my boyfriend,’ Billy.”
Billy’s grin grew wide enough to envy the stars. “Okay.”
Joel grinned as he watched Brendan and Billy’s interaction; he remembered Billy being a flamboyant stranger who Joel was too intimidated to talk to. Joel remembered pining over the beautiful new boy just four years ago, and he remembered wishing that someday he would be able to publicly hold Benji’s hand only a few short months ago. Joel remembered lying awake on school nights because there was no way his dreams would match up with the scenarios his imagination brewed.
Nearly two hours into their final high school dance, the group of friends finally had to slow down. The six friends regrouped at their table with some refreshments, no one able to wipe the massive grins off their face; tonight was proving to be absolutely perfect.
Each couple still remained in their own little world with each other, enveloped in what had turned into a very romantic outing--something none of them, with the exception of Marina and Paul months ago, knew would happen. Being openly gay at prom and finally not experiencing the day to day taunting and degradation was one of the most positive and desired feelings the young boys had come to know; it gave them hope for the future.
Humming along to Modern English’s “Melt with You,” Joel rested on his boyfriend’s shoulder and laced his hand tightly with Benji. They were able to be so free and open at prom, and Joel could relish in it for days--and it made him more anxious for the rest of the night held for the couple. He felt like there was a chance it could be the night they were finally together. “I know we keep saying it, but this is so amazing,” Joel smiled, slightly shocked when he felt Benji turn into him and cup his face.
“It is, it really is. I feel so…free…” Benji smashed his lips to Joel’s, not pushing it too far, but making it hot enough he could already feel himself getting worked up. “I’m so happy I found you Joel. Everything just feels right. I’m happy, now that I finally get to be me. You make me want to show you off to everyone, just to make them jealous,” Benji laughed, pecking Joel once more before pulling away.
“Did somebody spike the punch?!” Billy called over the table.
“Man, I should have thought of that!” Brendan piped in.
Marina waved them away with the flick of her wrist. “Guys, leave him alone! He’s high on life, is all.”
“High on hormones is more like it,” Billy murmured, earning a solid middle finger from both Benji and Joel.
Benji leaned toward Joel and stuck his tongue out at Billy. “Shut up, Bill,” he sneered just as Monica’s “For You I Will” blasted throughout the hall. “You won’t be saying that tonight in the limo when you’ve got your tongue shoved down Brendan’s throat. Congratulations, by the way.”
Billy blushed ferociously and Brendan bowed in his seat.
“Aw, we’re all one big gay family! Look, Paul, our babies are all grown up!” Marina squealed.
Blushing, Paul quieted his girlfriend with a kiss. He always felt like he was Marina’s exact opposite, yet her perfect match. He loved the unstoppable girl with all his heart. “Wanna go back out and dance?” Paul whispered, knowing he was a sucker for a good slow dance; it required the least amount of skill and it gave him an excuse for being closer to his girl.
Marina led Paul out to the floor and held him close, igniting a trend that got Billy and Brendan to follow them out onto the slow moving dance floor.
“Should we go crash their party?” Benji nodded. Grabbing Joel’s hand he led them out onto the floor, invading their best friends’ space as he clung tightly onto Joel’s waist. “I love being here…but I can’t wait to be alone,” He whispered, noting the way the tips of Joel’s ears burned red as the words left his lips.
“Me either.”
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Their senior prom ended with a gallant dance floor moving swiftly to “Time of my Life”, enveloping the theme perfectly and leaving everyone sweating from the hot night and filled with some sadness as their last high school dance came to a close.
“I’ve had the time of my life and I owe it all to youuuuu!” Billy screamed loudly as the group walked out, hanging off his brand new boyfriend. The flamboyant boy unknowingly kicked off a group sing a long as the music dwindled down and a line of kids waited for their rides to pick them up.
“Yes I swear, it’s the truth,” The crowd sang along, some off key and not very good, but it was an absolutely amazing way to end the perfect night before it moved behind closed doors. “And I owe it all to you!”
Some kids kept on dancing outside, humming and singing as loud as they could get. Even the teachers and chaperones found the show amusing and couldn’t help but smile at the students.
Brendan’s limo finally pulled up and the group climbed in, giggling as they took off toward their hotel further downtown.
“I can’t believe you started that, it was awesome!” Brendan laughed, cupping the unsuspecting boy’s face and pulling him into their first ever real kiss. Billy practically melted under his hands and almost couldn’t focus enough to kiss back at first.
The limo was filled with endless chatter. There was so much to talk about, and none of them were sure they could fit it in before the limo pulled up to the hotel. They didn’t care that they were talking over and interrupting each other just to get the words out; all they cared about was reliving their night until they had a chance to replace it with new memories. Even pulling up to the hotel didn’t stop them; the group ambled into the lavish lobby arm in arm and onto the elevator. Conversation only stopped when Marina and Paul stepped off the elevator, because Benji and Joel fell into each other’s arms and were locked in a sweet and slow kiss that lasted until they reached their floor. Billy and Brendan stumbled out first, giggling at Benji and Joel’s flushed faces as they reluctantly exited the elevator. Both couples disappeared into their rooms, which were just a few doors away from each other.
Joel flung himself onto the king sized bed. Benji stood in the doorway undoing his tie as Joel cuddled into the sheets. It took him several seconds, but he eventually stopped when he noticed a bouquet of flowers resting atop the pillows. “Who are these for?” Joel asked absently.
“Why don’t you read the card?” Benji suggested with a smirk.
Joel picked up the bouquet. “’To Joel’,” he quoted, a bashful grin slowly spreading across his face. “’I’ve had the time of my life and I owe it all to you. Love, Benj.’ Oh my god! Benj, that is…” Joel paused and shook his head. “So corny, but I fucking love it.” He crawled off the bed to wrap his arms around Benji’s neck. “And I fucking love you.”
“I fucking love you too Joel,” Benji smiled, ducking his head in and continuing their broken kiss from the elevator. “This really was the most amazing night, I never imagined prom like this at all. So much more than I ever dreamt.”
“I have this gut feeling it’s gonna get even better,” Joel smirked. Pulling away from his boyfriend, he shrugged out of his jacket and hung it neatly in the closet. Joel moved back over to Benji and pulled his jacket off, repeating his action to not ruin the tuxes they had worked so hard for.
Chills ran down Benji’s spine at the many thoughts racing through his head of what tonight could lead to, and whether or not they actually had sex, it was going to be explosive. A heated tension had been brewing between the teenagers all night, heightened by the lack of restraints on their relationship for once.
“You’re such a secret romantic Benj, I love that about you.” Joel continued coming out of his clothes, ridding his silk vest and slowly taking off the same layers of Benji’s clothing at the same time. Moving onto Benji’s white dress shirt, Joel’s hand lingered and so very slowly undid each of the buttons. His mouth dotted Benji’s neck and collar with soft kisses, smiling at the quiet moans that left his seemingly satisfied boyfriend.
Benji lifted his hands to shakily unbutton Joel’s shirt as well. Even though they had both pleasured each other in different ways, this was the closest they’d come to being naked together, and Benji’s nerves were working overtime. He leaned in to kiss Joel’s jaw as they slowly disrobed each other. Benji gasped when he felt Joel’s warm hands on his chest. A knock interrupted just as Joel leaned in to place a kiss on Benji’s chest. “Who the fuck.” Joel stalked to the door and flung it open. “Billy?”
“Hey, uh, Joel?” Billy asked timidly, wringing his hands. “Can I, uh, have a condom?”
Joel’s eyes popped as wide as the door in front of him. “Dude. Yes!” He rummaged through the overnight bag that the concierge brought up when they first arrived.
“Thanks, I owe you,” Billy smiled. His shyness was at the highest it had ever been, but with good reason. He only just had been asked to be Brendan’s boyfriend and had his first kiss, and now he going all the way on prom night. Brendan was perfect though, and he knew there was no one else he’d rather be with, despite not having known him very long.
“No problem, be careful Bill,” Joel warned, still reeling at the news. He smiled at their good friend and shut the door as the boy raced back down to his hotel room. “Holy shit man, I can’t believe they’re gonna have sex!” He giggled, knowing that after months of being together he and Benji hadn’t gone that far and Billy and Brendan hadn’t been together for even a week really.
“At least he’s being smart about it. I’m happy for them though, they’re so good together. Kind of made for each other really,” Benji sighed, shaking his head at picturing his best friend having sex.
“They are,” Joel agreed, locking the door and moving back to his half dressed boyfriend. “Just like you and me,” He smiled sweetly, cupping Benji’s rosy cheeks and kissing him passionately. He meant it fully, feeling Benji really was his perfect match. Of course most people would think he’s crazy, but they had already survived so much and without Benji around, Joel felt like a part of him was missing.
Benji felt his desire rise even more and his hands steadied and he wasted no more time in undoing Joel’s shirt. Shoving it off his shoulders, Benji ran his hands all over the silky smooth skin, quickly moving to undo Joel’s pants. They we so caught up in each other, neither realized they were heading back toward the bed until the back of Joel’s knees hit the bed and sent them both tumbling down in a mess of limbs and discarded clothing.
“Holy fuck, Joel. You’re so…” Benji said as he fell onto the bed. “Fuck.”
Joel moaned on impact, his hardening member rubbing into Benji’s leg. “You’re pretty ‘fuck’ too, Benj,” he quipped, but silenced Benji with a kiss.
Benji quickly pulled back so he could pull Joel’s pants off completely, then quickly moved to place a trail of eager kisses onto Joel’s stomach. He grinned when he felt Joel’s stomach muscles tighten. “Tickles,” Joel whispered and squirmed when Benji placed another kiss on his stomach.
Benji finally crawled on top of Joel, straddling his legs, and dove in for a passionate kiss that put both of them on a level of high neither had felt before.
In a flash, Joel managed to flip them over so he straddled Benji. He couldn’t help but smirk at his boyfriend’s surprised reaction, and took the time to practically rip off Benji’s pants so they were both down to only their boxers. Joel’s heart was racing and he had to take a second to catch his breath from the kiss they had shared. His whole body was trembling with nerves and delight, knowing everything was being taken to a whole new level tonight and that he was ecstatic after such a perfect night.
Both boys felt their dicks straining against their shorts and while they had seen each other, it still felt like everything was elevated. Slowly, Joel peeled Benji’s boxers off, letting his mouth make quick work of marking his boyfriend’s neck.
“Mmm, Joel, so nice,” Benji groaned, struggling but succeeding in getting Joel’s boxers off as well and smiling nervously as Joel kicked them off onto the floor. The instant their fully naked bodies met elicited moans from the teenage couple, already seeing fireworks and feeling the sparks surge through every inch of their bodies.
“Jesus you’re gorgeous,” Joel panted, unable to even focus on anything other than staring down Benji’s bare body. He had never gotten such a good look at it and his mind was spinning with lustful urges; he just wanted to touch and kiss every inch of his boyfriend’s beautiful skin. “Scoot back baby,” Joel muttered, shifting with Benji and they moved further up the lavish bed. As Benji moved, Joel took in more of the beautiful boy, feeling his cock stir and ache at the sight.
“Joel…wow, just you…you’re unbelievable.” Benji swallowed thickly. He couldn’t get over fully seeing Joel for the first time without any flimsy clothing in the way; his boyfriend was insanely hot. “Fuck,” He groaned, grabbing Joel by the neck and pulling him into a steamy kiss--any control he had went out the window and his body was yearning for release already.
Benji’s hands slithered down Joel’s spine, fingertips exploring and discovering each and every notch. He felt every goosebump and every blemish on Joel’s skin like the contours of a topographic map. Benji’s palm flattened out when he reached Joel’s ass, and he cupped it as his tongue traced Joel’s mouth. An explosion of sensations soared through Benji as Joel’s hips crashed into his, and they moaned in unison. It was almost too much. The heat around them grew thick and palpable.
“Fuck!” Joel whimpered, hips bucking involuntarily.
Benji’s other hand snaked down to cup the other side of Joel’s ass. He pulled Joel close so their dicks rubbed together unevenly, creating the best kind of friction Benji had ever known.
Lulling his head back, adrenalin and hormones fled through his body and made him quiver with pleasure to where Benji almost couldn’t stand it. He held Joel even tighter to him and flipped them over once more, still grinding down against his boyfriend’s bare body. Despite their sloppy movements, the grunts and moans filling the air displayed their heightened satisfaction both teen boys were experiences.
Benji buried his head in his lover’s neck and trailed wet kisses along the supple skin, unable to calm his movements as he neared his climax. “I love you Joel,” He whispered, surprised in his own confidence of his actions and assertiveness. “So much.”
Sliding his hand down Joel’s front, Benji rubbed the boy’s gorgeous hips. He continued rubbing against Joel’s lower half, their cocks throbbing and getting harder and harder with every slip of skin on skin.
Benji propped himself up and snaked his hand between their bodies. He wasn’t sure that his movements were correct, but he went with the flow. When Joel threw his head back or moaned, Benji continued. When Joel pursed his lips or shifted like he was trying to get comfortable, Benji tried something else. Joel cried out and pulled Benji closer when Benji had both of their cocks in his hand, thrusting against Joel while he jerked them both off.
Stars blinded Joel as he eagerly thrust into Benji’s hand. He was insatiable. He wanted Benji’s hands on every inch of his body. Even the thumb swiping at the head of his cock wasn‘t enough. “Fuck. Fuck, yeah, Benj! Ugh!” Joel growled, leaning on his elbows to smash his lips into Benji’s. Electricity sparked through his body, shocking his lips and his elbows and his fingertips.
“I can’t last…I can’t,” Joel panted, breaking away from Benji and falling back onto the pillow. He clutched Benji’s freckled shoulders tightly and bucked up against him, the intensity of his orgasm hitting the pit of his stomach as he moaned out. In seconds, Joel spilled over Benji’s working hand and their sweat laced chests. He tried to milk his orgasm with everything he had, but he had reached his point of exhaustion and the overwhelming bliss overtook him.
Benji moaned loudly and followed right after Joel, coating them and adding to their already messy and slick bodies. He collapsed next to Joel, indulging in the same blissful state that Joel was already in. They may not have had actual sex, but it was the most sensual and amazing experience either teen had ever had and capped off their truly perfect night in the most unbelievable way.
Joel grinned widely, his body still humming from his orgasm. “You’re amazing, Benj. I’ve never…I’ve never felt anything like that. The way you took control, the way you touched me - I never thought I’d feel like that.”
Benji’s head lulled to the side. His grin was lopsided and everything in the room except Joel was blurred. “I never thought I was capable of doing anything like that, let alone of feeling anything like that. You give me the strength to be everything I never thought I could be, Joel. Fuck.” He entwined their fingers.
Joel propped himself up on his elbow and rubbed lazy patterns on Benji’s stomach and around his navel. “You know…” he said teasingly. “I never got to repay you for that amazing blowjob I received a couple weeks ago.” Joel’s hand slowly snaked down to Benji’s groin, his fingers rubbing playfully close to Benji’s member. “You think you could handle another round?”
Benji shuddered at the image of Joel with his lips pouting seductively and his wide brown eyes gazing inquisitively. If this was how his entire night panned out - lying naked with Joel and touching each other until their bodies gave out - Benji thought he might be in heaven. When Joel leaned down to take Benji’s hardening cock between his lips, Benji knew he was right.