Kennedy is King

by Cameron James

  “I love you.” I said, then I gasped clapping my hand to my mouth as Stephen looked at me his eyes wide.

  “What?”

  “Nothing.” I mumbled behind my hand.

  “You just said…” he laughed, “oh my God, you said it first.”

  “Shut up.” I squeaked, he grinned.

  “You love me.”

  “Shut up.” I said again, he smiled at me, the smile soft so I lowered my hand. I didn’t drop my eyes even though I really wanted to.

  “I want to have sex with you.” He said quietly, I nodded to him, because yeah, yes, yup I wanted to definitely also have sex with him. “I just…”

  “I’m still very new to the whole sex… thing.” I said, his eyebrow rose. “I don’t know, I really don’t know how to actually do it. Devon kind of…”

  “What?”

  “Rode me.” I said, he laughed then covered his mouth. “Like all he required was me to be hard, but there must be more too it. Right?”

  “Right.” He agreed as he uncrossed his legs. He seemed amused as he knelt up, so I moved to meet him, kneeling in front of him. “I only ask for two things from you.” He said holding two fingers to me. I frowned but nodded as I tried to figure out what the two things could be.

  “Anything.” I said, he looked down to smile, then he took in a deep breath.

  “My binder stays on.” He said, I nodded because fine, yes, sure that was fine, if it made him feel more comfortable, yes. “and, you use a condom.”

  “Of course.” I said beside myself, he laughed as he lowered his two fingers.

  “You say that but it was a deal breaker a lot of the time.” He said pointedly, “I wasn’t getting pregnant for a fling at a party.”

  “You can get pregnant?” I whispered, he looked at me, I saw words get caught in his mouth as if he didn’t quite know how to proceed without sending me into full pre-parental panic.

  “Yes.” he said slowly, “but, I won’t if we use a condom…” he paused. “Probably.”

  “Stephen.” I said, he grinned.

  “We’ll be fine, I promise.” He nodded until I was nodding with him. “Do you have any stipulations?”

  “Just, bear with me.” I said, it came out sounding shy.

  “Of course.” He stroked back my fringe. “I’m not expecting porn here.” He said, I laughed, it came out shocked and loud, his grin just got bigger. “I know, for all intents and purposes, it’s your first time.” He whispered, I hummed back at him, “so, tonight I’ll be kind. Next time…” his grin became deliciously evil. “Next time I’ll show you just how hard I like it.”

  I choked, he winked at me then held the back of my hair, kissing me, with just his lips, and although I wanted to part his lips and taste his tongue, he wouldn’t let me. Taming me, until I was calm.

  He reached for the hoodie I was wearing. Breaking the kiss as he lifted it up over my head. He smiled as his fingers traced over my chest. A glint in his eyes as he leant towards me, kissing over my chest, I closed my eyes. Feeling my breathing deepen then stop almost all together when he took my nipple into his mouth.

  I opened my eyes as he bit down on my nipple then looked up at me as if he was positively innocent.

  “You’re not fooling anyone.” I whispered, he hummed against my skin, I felt it vibrate through me. “You’re not an angel.” I said, he laughed looking up at me as he shook his head.

  “I never, ever proclaimed to be anything of the sort.” He practically sang, leaning back on his ankles and taking his own hoodie off. I ran my finger along the seams of his binder, for some reason pleased that it was the exact colour of his football kit and our blazers.

  I saw him go to ask me something, probably what? But he didn’t get it out as I moved towards him, kissing down his neck, because I could, and I enjoyed it. Until he pushed back my shoulders. His eyes scanning over my face.

  “How do you want to do this?” he asked, I shook my head – I didn’t know – “Well, normally I like being on top.” He said,

  “Oh.” I said, it came out high-pitched, he grinned bringing our heads together,

  “How pleasing, topping the King.” He shivered, so I bit out at him, his cheeks flushed and I thought it was the most erotic thing I’d ever seen. He moved closer, wrapping his legs around my waist. “Like this.” He was teasing now, for sure. “Or, I can lie on my back,” he suggested, I nodded as if I was taking in all of this information, I was in fact trying to ensure I didn’t come in my jeans. “Or, we could lie side by side, looking at each other as you fuck up into me.”

  “That one.” I said beside myself, he nodded.

  “Your wish is my commend, your majesty.” He teased as he moved down his bed, taking off his pyjama pants. Like me, he hadn’t put underwear back on after our showers, and I very much enjoyed watching his pyjama pants being slid off.

  I looked back up at his face as he got underneath his quilt. His eyes glittering playfully so I moved towards him. he put his hand on my stomach just before I got under his quilt.

  He nodded to me, I nodded back then watched as he undid my jeans. Tugging them down over my hips and sighing appreciatory when my dick was finally freed of its denim hell. He reached for me, giving me a dry tug that resonated low in my stomach, almost feeling like a punch to the gut, then slid the condom down my length. He moved his hands away, lifting the quilt for me, so I got under it.

  Lying my head on his pillow as he did, his arms wrapped around my neck, his legs around my waist.

  “Good?” he asked, almost frowning at me, I nodded.

  “Good.” I whispered back, amazed that the word actually left my mouth coherently and not in an illegible mumble.

  “I’ll move onto you, okay?” he asked, I nodded quickly probably too quickly but he smiled, his fingers slipping into my hair, slowing down my nod until he could kiss me. It started tame, soft, then our tongues met the kiss getting deeper. I was lost in it when he lowered himself onto my dick and I gasped, he swallowed the gasp down almost instantly.

  He smiled, and I felt it against my lips as he moved about on my dick until his mouth opened in a silent gasp. His head leaning back, his nails digging into my back.

  “Fuck Kennedy.” He said, then, “move your hips Kennedy, push up into me.”

  I did. Almost stuttering to a stop when he shouted out, telling me yes and that’s it, and there. My hands held his waist, tightening around his body as I held him in place because I wanted to keep making him make those noises, and he, well he seemed to appreciate that, until he realised and he covered his mouth. His eyes squeezing shut as he obviously tried to keep himself quiet.

  I moved his hand away, resting it on the back of my neck.

  “Speak to me.” I whispered, he laughed in a deep breath, knocking our heads together,

  “I think it’s going to snow tomorrow.” He said, I moved up just that bit harder and he choked on his words. “Not up for a conversation then that was…. Quite…. Misleading… oh fuck Kennedy.”

  I kissed him because I wanted to, he smiled against me then he gasped, his head resting on my shoulder.

  I groaned out first. Even though I was trying my damn hardest to edge my orgasm long enough to make this go on forever.

  “Let yourself go.” He whispered in my ear, “or come on me, that’s your choice.” He added and it pushed me over the edge. He held my head, his fingers brushing through my hair, our foreheads together as he made a high-pitched nose in the back of his throat.

  We lay still for a few long minutes, my dick going soft and sliding out of him without much resistance. He sighed, it sounded content then he opened his eyes, looking straight at me, I looked straight back, my eyes following his as they moved over my face.

  “Next time.” He whispered, I nodded slowly, still trying to remember how to get my brain to function again. It was like I’d gone through a factory reset, and my brain was trying to remember which apps it needed to reinstall.

  “Next time.” I
said back to him, he grinned as he stroked his thumbs over my eyebrows.

  “Next time…” he repeated, “you’re coming on me.” he said then he pulled his tongue at me, and my entire system crashed. “Did I just break you?” he whispered, I nodded.

  “Yup.” I said. “You did.” I added, he laughed then sat up. I whined at him, so he smiled stroking my hair.

  “I’ll get back into bed with you.” He whispered, then bopped my nose, I laughed, “but I can’t sleep in my binder.” He smiled, “which I deeply regret, you have no idea.” He got out of his bed, and I watched him, all the way around as he got a t-shirt out from under his bed. He stopped next to me, putting his had flat, I frowned. “Condom.” He whispered,

  “Oh.” I said, he grinned as I took the condom off, tying a knot it in the top and lying it on his hand. He clicked his tongue.

  “That’s impressive. Well done you.” He said kissing my cheek before taking it, and himself into the bathroom.

  He came back out in a t-shirt and a pair of boxers.

  “You should put some pants on.” He said softly as he walked around the bed. “Especially if my boys come back.” he looked at me as I stroked up his arm, avoiding his chest, because I figured he wouldn’t want that, given especially now he’d taken his binder off. He tilted his head into my hand as I reached his neck, I ran my fingers through his hair then pulled him down to me, making him laugh then kiss me.

  We rolled together, until I was on top, then I pulled away and got out of his bed.

  “That ass is pretty good.” He said in a deep breath, I looked at him he covered his mouth. “Whoops did I say that out loud.” He added. I grinned.

  I don’t know when his roommates returned, but they had at some point through the night. They had been remarkably quiet and I marvelled in it, especially given how drunk I thought they might be.

  I woke up because my phone began to go off. The ringtone that told me I had a call coming in, but I didn’t know where my phone was. I sleepily searched, not actually being any kind of successful. Stephen, however, who I thought was still asleep, reached between his and Danny’s beds, picking my phone up from somewhere and holding it to me.

  “Thank you.” I whispered,

  “Shhh.” He whispered back, his head on my chest as I unlocked my phone.

  �� Cody (3)

  �� Cassidy (5)

  �� Theo

  “Oh shit.” I whispered; Stephen groaned against my chest. I laughed as my phone buzzed in my hand.

  Text Message 10:03

  Cassidy: and where are you this morning? Xx ��

  Kennedy: Stephen’s �� x

  Cassidy: I need to know ALL about it. I’ll see you this afternoon xx

  Kennedy: Coffee? X

  Cassidy: I’m thinking a bit GREENER *puff of smoke emoji* xx

  Kennedy: Deal! X

  I looked at Stephen as he looked up at me.

  “You’re awake now.” I said, he licked my chest, I moaned, he laughed softly.

  “Who was it?”

  “My brother.” I whispered, he tutted.

  “Dammit Cassidy.” He muttered then lowered my phone, tapping the screen. I pressed the button on the side to help him out.

  “At least it’s not like, six am.” He said, I laughed as he rose his head actually looking at my phone. “That’s us.” He said, I locked my phone again because yes, my background was the picture from the Halloween Masquerade. “Busted.” He whispered then kissed my chest again.

  Danny woke up whilst I was having a shower, he smirked at me when I stepped out of their bathroom fully dressed as did a semi-dressed Stephen as he sat cross legged on his bed talking to Danny.

  “You slept with the King.” Danny teased as I sat behind Stephen on his bed.

  “It was only a matter of time.” Stephen said softly turning to look at me, “although do I regret not doing it sooner, definitely.” He said widening his eyes.

  “That good.” Danny said, I felt pretty smug, Stephen laughed.

  “Shh, don’t give him an ego.” He said reaching for me, putting his hands over my ears. “But yes.” he added, Danny hummed.

  “Must run in the family.” He said, looking away from Stephen, who frowned at me obviously confused.

  “What?” I said, Danny blushed,

  “Cover his ears again.” He said, I saw Stephen consider it.

  “You slept with Cassidy.” I said, Danny nodded slowly, I laughed as Stephen gasped.

  “Oh my god.” He said as he got off his bed, he sat in front of Danny. “What the hell?”

  “He came out with us, he and Theo. I don’t know why.”

  “There was alcohol involved.” I said, Danny began nodding,

  “We got talking, and they…” he pointed across to the still asleep Scott and Adam. “Outed me to him, telling him I had a crush on him and other stuff.”

  Stephen looked at them over his shoulder.

  “You’re kidding.”

  “Yeah, I was pissed too, but we talked some more. We didn’t really drink that much then we kissed. No, sorry, he kissed me, and I kind of wanted to call him out on it but also really wanted to sleep with him.”

  “So, you guys had sex?” Stephen asked, Danny nodded as he chewed on his lip.

  “It was good.” He winced then looked at me. “Sorry.” He added, I laughed.

  “I’ve heard numerous recounts of Cassidy’s sex life, don’t worry.” I said, “and I’m sure I’ll also hear it from Cassidy this afternoon.” I added, Stephen laughed.

  “At least you have a counter story now.” He said, I nodded happily.

  “Yes, I want details.” Danny said shaking Stephen’s hand, he laughed as he looked down.

  “Later.” He said softly, “it’s weird to talk about the guy you’ve had sex with, when he’s sat right there.” He said nodding towards, I waved helpfully.

  “Guy.” Danny repeated, “uh-huh, not guy. Your boyfriend.”

  “My boyfriend.” Stephen agreed, “who told me that he loved me last night.” He added, I threw Stephen’s pillow at him as Danny gasped.

  ♕

  Chapter Twenty-two

  Cassidy and I walked the forested part of the grounds. It was far too cold to stand still, the ground perfectly white as the snow continued to fall over us. Our boots crunched in the snow, leaving shoeprints that were quickly being recovered, and we shared a joint. We weren’t trying to get stoned, not really, or at least, we weren’t trying to get stoned quickly we just wanted the calm, serene feel that could come from good weed.

  “You slept with Danny.” I said, simply as we walked around a pond that had frozen over.

  “I did.” Cassidy said thoughtfully, then he stopped, shielding himself in a wooden frame that looked like a look out post. The roof stopped most of the snow falling through so I stood beside him, lending on the wall that looked out over the pond. “He was half decent, and very good at following directions.” He almost cooed, I laughed.

  “He likes you, a lot.” I said, he nodded as he took the joint back.

  “I know.” He sighed, “but this isn’t some love confession. I mean, he’s a beautiful boy, and a good fuck but you’re the monogamous one of us.” He grinned at me, there was a wicked curve to it. “Speaking of.”

  “Oh my God.” I moaned, “I didn’t know sex could be that good.” I said simply, Cassidy laughed.

  “Stephen know what he’s doing?” he asked, I nodded, moving my head slowly in a long movement, just to get my point across. “Now you know why I do it so much.”

  “I don’t know…” I said slowly, “I think a lot of the good feelings came from it being Stephen.”

  “Ew,” he teased, I laughed. “I’m so glad your grand gesture worked.” He said in a sigh, “I’m even glad they won. They know how to have a good night out; Theo and I had a great time.”

  “Did Theo have anyone?” I asked, Cassidy frowned back at me, it was thoughtful.

  “I don’t think
so, but I mean, there’s like ten guys on that football team.”

  “Eleven.” I said, he rose his eyebrow at me.

  “I didn’t think Stephen was up for grabs.”

  “Ah.” I said, he laughed leaning his head on my shoulder and passing me the end of the joint.

  “You told the entire school you’re dating a footballer last night.” He said as he knocked against me, we swayed together.

  “No one cared.” I said, he laughed.

  “I know, that’s what is amazing about it.” he sighed, “a real fuck you to Devon.”

  “However…”

  “However?” he repeated, a strange lint to his voice that told me the weed was taking effect. It really made me smile.

  “I have invited Stephen to our Christmas Eve lunch. The school might not have cared…”

  “Father.” He sighed, “Harrison will be there, he won’t let father care.” he said, then he laughed. “It’ll be fine.”

  “Yeah I’m sure it will.” I agreed, he kissed my cheek.

  “It’ll be fine Kennedy.” He said, I looked straight at him, he began to nod. “Now, tell me, what led to the sex?”

  I laughed, but told him anyway.

  I walked the corridors with Stephen. As we left our music and maths class respectfully. The student body parted like they normally did, although with a few whispers and pointed looks.

  Stephen, however, he seemed amused.

  “Are you like a gay Moses?” he asked, I looked at him, “is it always like this?”

  “Pretty much, people don’t want to get in my way.” I said, then I frowned. “I don’t know why, I’d just walk around them, or say excuse me but they seem to think I’ll hurt them in some way.”

  He laughed, it sounded disbelieving.