That's Just the Way we Roll
This fic would NOT leave me alone. I turned off my computer and laid down, ready to sleep. But I couldn't, for reasons unknown to me, and then about ten minutes to 3...I got hit with an idea on what to do next in this fic. My brain kept nagging me to put it in writing so I wouldn't forget it for tomorrow, and then once I had the laptop open again I figured 'why not? I'll just finish it.'
It's a little on the porny side...and it's 13 year-old Nick and 16 year-old Joe... but, enjoy!
so
here it is:
A record deal. Seriously? It was like Christmas had come early, and it had all happened by chance! They had heard Nick and his brothers singing, and as if in answers to all Nick's prayers, Columbia Records had decided to pick them up. All his hard work, it seemed, had finally paid off. The Jonas Brothers was becoming official, and they got back to their hotel wired and itching for something to do since they'd been stuck in meetings all day.
"Mom!" Joe said, rushing to their mom's side and throwing his arms around her waist. She looked on, amused, but didn't bother replying because she knew Joe would go on without the prompting. "Can we go to the pool? Pretty pretty please?" Joe pouted, faux-hawk wilting a little from a full day of not being touched up, and Nick thought he looked ridiculous. But he knew better than to say anything because he really wanted to go to the pool, too. Swimming was a good form of exercise, and he needed to do something that required movement.
"Oh, alright, who wants to swim, show of hands?" she asked and Joe, Nick and their father's hands all went up. "Fine, you take Joe and Nick to the pool, I'll stay here with Kevin and Frankie." Joe grinned and grabbed Nick by the wrist so he could pull Nick to the bed they were sharing that held their suitcase. Their mother packed one suitcase for Joe, Nick and Kevin since they were only staying a few nights. Kevin would be sleeping on the pull-out couch with their dad, their mom and Frankie was on one of the two beds in the room and Joe and Nick were sharing the other. He didn't know how the system worked, only that he was happy to be sharing with Joe, it was something about all of the older boys being 'too old' to sleep in the same bed as Mommy and Frankie being too young to not be with a parent while away.
When they reached the pool Joe canon-balled right in while Nick headed to the stairs only to dip one toe in cautiously. It was a little colder than he'd expected, so he sat on the edge and just put his feet in for now. "Come on, Nick, the water's great!" Joe called before dunking under again and putting his hands on his head as he pretended to be a shark heading in Nick's direction. The thirteen year-old rolled his eyes and stood, going to the next step before sitting down again. "Hi," Joe said, flicking water in Nick's general direction as Joe settled on the bottom step.
Nick smiled and said, "Hi," back, but wasn't amused by the water antics. He pushed playfully at Joe's shoulder and shrieked when Joe suddenly grabbed his foot and began to tickle him. "Ahhh stop it!" Nick squealed in a manner that he figured must be unattractive, and Joe did...then he picked Nick up, took a few steps into the water and dumped Nick in.
He sputtered as he surfaced, his body quickly adjusting to the cool temperature and he shoved Joe pretty hard, feeling Joe shove back in return. He ducked under the water again until he was at the bottom of the pool and reached for the back of Joe's knee, just beginning to tickle before it was out of reach in a jerky movement. Joe lifted his eyebrows expressively, "Race you to the other end!"
And then they were racing to the deep end that neither of them could stand in, and Joe reached the wall first...just barely, and Nick swore that it was only because Joe had cheated and had won unfairly. A sore loser named Nick? Nah, couldn't be.
He began to doggy-paddle back towards the center but didn't get far because as soon as Joe could stand, he felt hands shove playfully at his back. "Oh, no you don't!" he said back, turning and tickling Joe's stomach. But he was having trouble treading water and tickling Joe at the same time so he tried to push away; glad their dad was calling them over. It also saved Nick from what was sure to come: that breathless feeling that seemed to immobilize him around Joe sometimes. He didn’t know what it was he seemed to want in those moments, but he had a feeling only Joe could give it to him. Sometimes he wanted to kiss Joe; sometimes he wanted to do more. Either way, Nick knew they shouldn’t and that Joe probably didn’t want to. It wasn’t like when they were little and didn’t know any better, rubbing off on each other any chance they could get.
They swam over, Joe just a bit exasperated at being interrupted and Nick thankful as their dad forced them out of the water and put sunblock on Nick. Joe insisted on putting his own sunblock on, though, spreading white lotion rather comically over his body and face. He gave an exaggerated growl in Nick's direction and put a streak under each eye which made Nick laugh. "Wrong color, idiot!" he said playfully, thinking of the football players and how they always used black.
"I'm not an idiot, idiot!" Joe retorted, which didn't even make sense.
Nick was about to tell him so when he heard, "Language!" and they both looked guiltily at their dad.
"Sorry," Nick mumbled and Joe said it as well. Apparently appeased with their apologies, he let them go back in the water and laid down on the lounge chair, set to go to sleep.
They both headed for the deep end and fought who would go first off the diving board and although Joe was stronger, Nick was smaller and used it to his advantage as he managed to step on the plastic board first. "I'm a pirate, and you're my prisoner!" Joe called and poked Nick in the back! "Aye there, Matey! Time to walk the plank!"
“No, please, don’t!” he managed to say between fits of giggles, but Joe just shoved him playfully and he took a few tentative steps toward the edge hanging over water and not ground.
“Yer crimes are too vast for the world, and now ye must pay the price!” Nick doubled over laughing again and put a hand down on the rough surface before straightening carefully. He looked back in Joe’s direction rather bravely, a glint in his eye that could only mean trouble.
“Yeah?” he asked, “What’cha gonna do to me if I don’t?” Joe loomed dangerously and took a few steps backward and bent to pick up a pink noodle, holding it out like it were a dangerous, double-edged sword or something. Nick put his hands up and walked to the very edge. “Okay, okay!” He felt foam touch at his back lightly, not enough to really push, and then he grabbed his nose and jumped in. When he surfaced and swam a little to the side, Joe dove in which made Nick a little jealous. He couldn’t do that yet and when Joe came back up for air he said, “Joe, teach me how to dive!”
Joe had tried to teach him to dive in the past and it hadn’t worked, and his older brother just said, “Not now, Nick. Besides, yer still me prisonerrrr.” Nick giggled uncontrollably at this, and at the fact that Joe was suddenly tickling him again. He tried to squirm away and managed to head towards where the pool was slightly less deep. It was a T-shaped pool and he headed for the other side of the top part, Joe following him the whole way, hands outstretched like he were the tickle-monster or something. When he couldn’t get any further away from Joe he realized belatedly this section was deserted except for them, and then Joe had him trapped between that lean, tanned body and the wall.
And then that feeling hit, and lately he’d always followed that feeling with masturbation.
"Ugh, come on," Nick said, letting out a nervous chuckle. Joe just leaned more of his weight on the thirteen year-old and Nick grunted under it, the smooth wall pressing against his back. "Joe..." he said quietly, curiously, feeling the press of Joe's thigh between his own legs. His heart was thudding almost painfully in chest; Joe was standing so, so close. He was already hard, the adrenaline and friction having been more than enough on his over-sensitive hormones, but when Joe moved in closer Nick let out a soft gasp as his you-know-what was suddenly pressed against his brother's leg. "Maybe we should...move..." he said as Joe shifted, causing more friction and then pulled both of Nick’s legs around his waist. "No...not like that!"
“This is further punishment,” Joe said quietly, lips and hot breath coasting along Nick’s neck.
“And what did I do, Captain?” Nick asked just as quietly, waiting for an opportunity to get Joe.
“Embarrassed me in front of me crew, o’course!” Joe replied automatically and Nick grinned.
The water was a little above his waist and he pushed Joe away and sunk down into a sitting position, pulling down his brother’s trunks at the same time. “Like this?” he asked, eyes on Joe’s face as his brother’s matching set widened in alarm. Joe sat down quickly, hands moving to cover his private parts, but not before Nick noticed how much bigger Joe’s prick was than his. “Oh…”
“You know I’m going to need revenge for that, right?” Joe asked, voice low. Nick shivered and nodded, but offered up no commentary of his own. Joe pulled his trunks back up and Nick let his fingers linger at the waistline where the button and drawstring were. Joe didn’t really have on a bathing suit; he was wearing board shorts that laced up in front like a corset. “What?” Joe asked, and Nick managed to tear his gaze from the tenting of Joe’s shorts to his brother’s eyes.
“N-nothing,” Nick stuttered nervously. “You’re…I don’t know, you’re bigger, that’s all…” Joe laughed and Nick let go, but Joe soon swept both of Nick’s smaller hands up with his own.
“Don’t worry, you’ll get bigger. You’ve still got some more growing left to do, baby boy…” Joe promised, his voice amused yet reassuring nonetheless.
Nick gave him a brave smile, got to his knees and said, “Can I see it again?” They’d fooled around in the past, mostly kissing and stuff, but neither of them had ever gotten naked during their playtime before. And besides, after they learned about puberty, it had stopped altogether.
“Sure,” Joe said, and then with a quick motion he pulled Nick’s bathing suit down as well, which made Nick automatically drop to the floor of the pool again. But that didn’t help when Joe just pulled the flimsy suit the rest of the way off his legs. Joe smirked and pulled Nick onto his lap so the younger Jonas was straddling the older one, all the while putting Nick’s bathing suit on top of Nick’s lap so it’d be difficult to see what they were doing. Thank God they were in a corner, and Nick was also thankful they seemed to have the section to themselves. Joe used one hand to lift Nick a little while using the other to undo the button and drawstring and pull out his dick.
“Joe…” Nick said in a warning, a giddy feeling inside his stomach that was adrenaline. They could get caught, they might not get caught! They could do almost anything they wanted. Untouchable, that’s what they were in the moment, and Nick shifted closer, wrapping his legs around Joe’s waist. He’d almost forgotten about his own boner until he felt Joe’s warm skin touch it, the soft slide of Joe’s shaft against his sac and he gasped.
“Oh…” Joe said, his head coming to rest on Nick’s shoulder. Joe began to slowly move against him and Nick didn’t think he’d ever felt anything so good in his life. He let out a soft moan and Joe said, “Shhh,” quickly. “No one…can…know…what we’re…doing,” Joe added between thrusts. Nick nodded and knew Joe felt it even though he couldn’t see it, and then he was coming. “Unnng,” Joe let out softly and continued for a few more moments before he, too, finished. They sat like that for a little while, just holding each other as their bodies adjusted. It occurred to him a little belatedly that if this was something Joe wanted to do, maybe Nick's feelings were returned after all.
“I wanna go again,” Nick whispered, and Joe laughed.
And then his brother froze and looked at a spot behind Nick, eyes wide as he said, “Hey…”
“What are you two doing?” Shit, that was their father’s voice.
“Nothing…just talking about the meeting,” Joe said innocently, his arms squeezing where they were wrapped around Nick’s waist.
“Well, don’t forget to put more lotion on,” Nick noted that their father sounded a bit uncomfortable, but when Joe relaxed, he knew they were safe once more. Joe reached behind him and came back with the bottle of sunblock, and Joe just lifted his eyes suggestively.
“Wh-what are you going to do with that?” Nick asked, a little confused and afraid.
“Oh no, little brother, it’s what we’re going to do with it…” Nick shivered, but despite Joe’s statement, it was Joe who opened the bottle and rubbed lotion onto both their faces, probably for show for their dad. And then Joe put lotion thickly on his fingers and moved his knees up so Nick’s body was angled a little.
“Joe…” Nick said in a warning when he felt those same fingers near the entrance to his butt.
“But I want to…” Joe pouted, and that was all it took for Nick to concede. He idolized Joe, would give Joe the world if it were possible, and instead of fighting his brother Nick just let him do what he wanted. It felt weird, intrusive, and Joe’s index finger was suddenly buried inside of him up to the first knuckle. Nick gasped and Joe said, “Laugh or something, like I said something funny. Don’t just sit there like that unless you want Dad to come back over…”
Nick managed a laugh, even though he wanted to scream or cry, he wasn’t sure which as Joe kept fingering him. And then he pushed a certain part of his male anatomy flush against’ Joe’s stomach when Joe touched a certain place, and then he felt a second finger added. “Do that again,” Nick said, not sure if he would be able to handle it even if Joe did. That was assuming Joe could find it again, but when Joe slid his digits in once more, he didn’t miss and Nick saw stars. “Mmmmm. Wanna kiss you..."
Joe smiled and pressed his lips to Nick's ear, "Later..."
Joe leaned back a little and Nick followed the motion, and he barely realized what Joe was doing before he felt the head of Joe’s dick at his now-stretched opening. “How…do you know what you’re doing?” he asked breathlessly.
Joe gave him a cocky smile and said, simply, “Porn,” as if the answer should have been obvious. It made Nick blush to his roots and then he couldn’t think about it anymore when Joe was working his way inside. Of course, Joe would have watched porn and then wanted to try everything the first chance he got! Then again, as Joe rocked all the way in, sheathing himself completely inside of Nick, the young boy wasn’t complaining, especially as his own dick rubbed against Joe’s stomach. Nick’s bathing suit stayed on top, mainly because Nick was holding it as best he could with one hand while Joe began to fuck him. It occurred to him that he was having sex for the first time and he let out another loud gasp before moving to meet Joe’s thrusts.
It wasn’t long before they both came like that and when they could move once more, Joe helped Nick back into his bathing suit as inconspicuously as possible. “That…” Joe said slowly, “Was the most amazing thing I’ve ever felt in my life…”
Nick hummed his agreement, tracing lazy circles on Joe’s chest with his fingers and mumbled, “I wanna go again…”
It's a little on the porny side...and it's 13 year-old Nick and 16 year-old Joe... but, enjoy!
so
here it is:
A record deal. Seriously? It was like Christmas had come early, and it had all happened by chance! They had heard Nick and his brothers singing, and as if in answers to all Nick's prayers, Columbia Records had decided to pick them up. All his hard work, it seemed, had finally paid off. The Jonas Brothers was becoming official, and they got back to their hotel wired and itching for something to do since they'd been stuck in meetings all day.
"Mom!" Joe said, rushing to their mom's side and throwing his arms around her waist. She looked on, amused, but didn't bother replying because she knew Joe would go on without the prompting. "Can we go to the pool? Pretty pretty please?" Joe pouted, faux-hawk wilting a little from a full day of not being touched up, and Nick thought he looked ridiculous. But he knew better than to say anything because he really wanted to go to the pool, too. Swimming was a good form of exercise, and he needed to do something that required movement.
"Oh, alright, who wants to swim, show of hands?" she asked and Joe, Nick and their father's hands all went up. "Fine, you take Joe and Nick to the pool, I'll stay here with Kevin and Frankie." Joe grinned and grabbed Nick by the wrist so he could pull Nick to the bed they were sharing that held their suitcase. Their mother packed one suitcase for Joe, Nick and Kevin since they were only staying a few nights. Kevin would be sleeping on the pull-out couch with their dad, their mom and Frankie was on one of the two beds in the room and Joe and Nick were sharing the other. He didn't know how the system worked, only that he was happy to be sharing with Joe, it was something about all of the older boys being 'too old' to sleep in the same bed as Mommy and Frankie being too young to not be with a parent while away.
When they reached the pool Joe canon-balled right in while Nick headed to the stairs only to dip one toe in cautiously. It was a little colder than he'd expected, so he sat on the edge and just put his feet in for now. "Come on, Nick, the water's great!" Joe called before dunking under again and putting his hands on his head as he pretended to be a shark heading in Nick's direction. The thirteen year-old rolled his eyes and stood, going to the next step before sitting down again. "Hi," Joe said, flicking water in Nick's general direction as Joe settled on the bottom step.
Nick smiled and said, "Hi," back, but wasn't amused by the water antics. He pushed playfully at Joe's shoulder and shrieked when Joe suddenly grabbed his foot and began to tickle him. "Ahhh stop it!" Nick squealed in a manner that he figured must be unattractive, and Joe did...then he picked Nick up, took a few steps into the water and dumped Nick in.
He sputtered as he surfaced, his body quickly adjusting to the cool temperature and he shoved Joe pretty hard, feeling Joe shove back in return. He ducked under the water again until he was at the bottom of the pool and reached for the back of Joe's knee, just beginning to tickle before it was out of reach in a jerky movement. Joe lifted his eyebrows expressively, "Race you to the other end!"
And then they were racing to the deep end that neither of them could stand in, and Joe reached the wall first...just barely, and Nick swore that it was only because Joe had cheated and had won unfairly. A sore loser named Nick? Nah, couldn't be.
He began to doggy-paddle back towards the center but didn't get far because as soon as Joe could stand, he felt hands shove playfully at his back. "Oh, no you don't!" he said back, turning and tickling Joe's stomach. But he was having trouble treading water and tickling Joe at the same time so he tried to push away; glad their dad was calling them over. It also saved Nick from what was sure to come: that breathless feeling that seemed to immobilize him around Joe sometimes. He didn’t know what it was he seemed to want in those moments, but he had a feeling only Joe could give it to him. Sometimes he wanted to kiss Joe; sometimes he wanted to do more. Either way, Nick knew they shouldn’t and that Joe probably didn’t want to. It wasn’t like when they were little and didn’t know any better, rubbing off on each other any chance they could get.
They swam over, Joe just a bit exasperated at being interrupted and Nick thankful as their dad forced them out of the water and put sunblock on Nick. Joe insisted on putting his own sunblock on, though, spreading white lotion rather comically over his body and face. He gave an exaggerated growl in Nick's direction and put a streak under each eye which made Nick laugh. "Wrong color, idiot!" he said playfully, thinking of the football players and how they always used black.
"I'm not an idiot, idiot!" Joe retorted, which didn't even make sense.
Nick was about to tell him so when he heard, "Language!" and they both looked guiltily at their dad.
"Sorry," Nick mumbled and Joe said it as well. Apparently appeased with their apologies, he let them go back in the water and laid down on the lounge chair, set to go to sleep.
They both headed for the deep end and fought who would go first off the diving board and although Joe was stronger, Nick was smaller and used it to his advantage as he managed to step on the plastic board first. "I'm a pirate, and you're my prisoner!" Joe called and poked Nick in the back! "Aye there, Matey! Time to walk the plank!"
“No, please, don’t!” he managed to say between fits of giggles, but Joe just shoved him playfully and he took a few tentative steps toward the edge hanging over water and not ground.
“Yer crimes are too vast for the world, and now ye must pay the price!” Nick doubled over laughing again and put a hand down on the rough surface before straightening carefully. He looked back in Joe’s direction rather bravely, a glint in his eye that could only mean trouble.
“Yeah?” he asked, “What’cha gonna do to me if I don’t?” Joe loomed dangerously and took a few steps backward and bent to pick up a pink noodle, holding it out like it were a dangerous, double-edged sword or something. Nick put his hands up and walked to the very edge. “Okay, okay!” He felt foam touch at his back lightly, not enough to really push, and then he grabbed his nose and jumped in. When he surfaced and swam a little to the side, Joe dove in which made Nick a little jealous. He couldn’t do that yet and when Joe came back up for air he said, “Joe, teach me how to dive!”
Joe had tried to teach him to dive in the past and it hadn’t worked, and his older brother just said, “Not now, Nick. Besides, yer still me prisonerrrr.” Nick giggled uncontrollably at this, and at the fact that Joe was suddenly tickling him again. He tried to squirm away and managed to head towards where the pool was slightly less deep. It was a T-shaped pool and he headed for the other side of the top part, Joe following him the whole way, hands outstretched like he were the tickle-monster or something. When he couldn’t get any further away from Joe he realized belatedly this section was deserted except for them, and then Joe had him trapped between that lean, tanned body and the wall.
And then that feeling hit, and lately he’d always followed that feeling with masturbation.
"Ugh, come on," Nick said, letting out a nervous chuckle. Joe just leaned more of his weight on the thirteen year-old and Nick grunted under it, the smooth wall pressing against his back. "Joe..." he said quietly, curiously, feeling the press of Joe's thigh between his own legs. His heart was thudding almost painfully in chest; Joe was standing so, so close. He was already hard, the adrenaline and friction having been more than enough on his over-sensitive hormones, but when Joe moved in closer Nick let out a soft gasp as his you-know-what was suddenly pressed against his brother's leg. "Maybe we should...move..." he said as Joe shifted, causing more friction and then pulled both of Nick’s legs around his waist. "No...not like that!"
“This is further punishment,” Joe said quietly, lips and hot breath coasting along Nick’s neck.
“And what did I do, Captain?” Nick asked just as quietly, waiting for an opportunity to get Joe.
“Embarrassed me in front of me crew, o’course!” Joe replied automatically and Nick grinned.
The water was a little above his waist and he pushed Joe away and sunk down into a sitting position, pulling down his brother’s trunks at the same time. “Like this?” he asked, eyes on Joe’s face as his brother’s matching set widened in alarm. Joe sat down quickly, hands moving to cover his private parts, but not before Nick noticed how much bigger Joe’s prick was than his. “Oh…”
“You know I’m going to need revenge for that, right?” Joe asked, voice low. Nick shivered and nodded, but offered up no commentary of his own. Joe pulled his trunks back up and Nick let his fingers linger at the waistline where the button and drawstring were. Joe didn’t really have on a bathing suit; he was wearing board shorts that laced up in front like a corset. “What?” Joe asked, and Nick managed to tear his gaze from the tenting of Joe’s shorts to his brother’s eyes.
“N-nothing,” Nick stuttered nervously. “You’re…I don’t know, you’re bigger, that’s all…” Joe laughed and Nick let go, but Joe soon swept both of Nick’s smaller hands up with his own.
“Don’t worry, you’ll get bigger. You’ve still got some more growing left to do, baby boy…” Joe promised, his voice amused yet reassuring nonetheless.
Nick gave him a brave smile, got to his knees and said, “Can I see it again?” They’d fooled around in the past, mostly kissing and stuff, but neither of them had ever gotten naked during their playtime before. And besides, after they learned about puberty, it had stopped altogether.
“Sure,” Joe said, and then with a quick motion he pulled Nick’s bathing suit down as well, which made Nick automatically drop to the floor of the pool again. But that didn’t help when Joe just pulled the flimsy suit the rest of the way off his legs. Joe smirked and pulled Nick onto his lap so the younger Jonas was straddling the older one, all the while putting Nick’s bathing suit on top of Nick’s lap so it’d be difficult to see what they were doing. Thank God they were in a corner, and Nick was also thankful they seemed to have the section to themselves. Joe used one hand to lift Nick a little while using the other to undo the button and drawstring and pull out his dick.
“Joe…” Nick said in a warning, a giddy feeling inside his stomach that was adrenaline. They could get caught, they might not get caught! They could do almost anything they wanted. Untouchable, that’s what they were in the moment, and Nick shifted closer, wrapping his legs around Joe’s waist. He’d almost forgotten about his own boner until he felt Joe’s warm skin touch it, the soft slide of Joe’s shaft against his sac and he gasped.
“Oh…” Joe said, his head coming to rest on Nick’s shoulder. Joe began to slowly move against him and Nick didn’t think he’d ever felt anything so good in his life. He let out a soft moan and Joe said, “Shhh,” quickly. “No one…can…know…what we’re…doing,” Joe added between thrusts. Nick nodded and knew Joe felt it even though he couldn’t see it, and then he was coming. “Unnng,” Joe let out softly and continued for a few more moments before he, too, finished. They sat like that for a little while, just holding each other as their bodies adjusted. It occurred to him a little belatedly that if this was something Joe wanted to do, maybe Nick's feelings were returned after all.
“I wanna go again,” Nick whispered, and Joe laughed.
And then his brother froze and looked at a spot behind Nick, eyes wide as he said, “Hey…”
“What are you two doing?” Shit, that was their father’s voice.
“Nothing…just talking about the meeting,” Joe said innocently, his arms squeezing where they were wrapped around Nick’s waist.
“Well, don’t forget to put more lotion on,” Nick noted that their father sounded a bit uncomfortable, but when Joe relaxed, he knew they were safe once more. Joe reached behind him and came back with the bottle of sunblock, and Joe just lifted his eyes suggestively.
“Wh-what are you going to do with that?” Nick asked, a little confused and afraid.
“Oh no, little brother, it’s what we’re going to do with it…” Nick shivered, but despite Joe’s statement, it was Joe who opened the bottle and rubbed lotion onto both their faces, probably for show for their dad. And then Joe put lotion thickly on his fingers and moved his knees up so Nick’s body was angled a little.
“Joe…” Nick said in a warning when he felt those same fingers near the entrance to his butt.
“But I want to…” Joe pouted, and that was all it took for Nick to concede. He idolized Joe, would give Joe the world if it were possible, and instead of fighting his brother Nick just let him do what he wanted. It felt weird, intrusive, and Joe’s index finger was suddenly buried inside of him up to the first knuckle. Nick gasped and Joe said, “Laugh or something, like I said something funny. Don’t just sit there like that unless you want Dad to come back over…”
Nick managed a laugh, even though he wanted to scream or cry, he wasn’t sure which as Joe kept fingering him. And then he pushed a certain part of his male anatomy flush against’ Joe’s stomach when Joe touched a certain place, and then he felt a second finger added. “Do that again,” Nick said, not sure if he would be able to handle it even if Joe did. That was assuming Joe could find it again, but when Joe slid his digits in once more, he didn’t miss and Nick saw stars. “Mmmmm. Wanna kiss you..."
Joe smiled and pressed his lips to Nick's ear, "Later..."
Joe leaned back a little and Nick followed the motion, and he barely realized what Joe was doing before he felt the head of Joe’s dick at his now-stretched opening. “How…do you know what you’re doing?” he asked breathlessly.
Joe gave him a cocky smile and said, simply, “Porn,” as if the answer should have been obvious. It made Nick blush to his roots and then he couldn’t think about it anymore when Joe was working his way inside. Of course, Joe would have watched porn and then wanted to try everything the first chance he got! Then again, as Joe rocked all the way in, sheathing himself completely inside of Nick, the young boy wasn’t complaining, especially as his own dick rubbed against Joe’s stomach. Nick’s bathing suit stayed on top, mainly because Nick was holding it as best he could with one hand while Joe began to fuck him. It occurred to him that he was having sex for the first time and he let out another loud gasp before moving to meet Joe’s thrusts.
It wasn’t long before they both came like that and when they could move once more, Joe helped Nick back into his bathing suit as inconspicuously as possible. “That…” Joe said slowly, “Was the most amazing thing I’ve ever felt in my life…”
Nick hummed his agreement, tracing lazy circles on Joe’s chest with his fingers and mumbled, “I wanna go again…”