Pizza Or Ice Cream

thirty minutes later, I'm standing in Caleb's bedroom. his parents weren't home so we came up here.

I can see he's upset and doesn't want to say a word to me about the incident. the anger is long gone and tears brim in my eyes. he sees me and his expression softens. "oh... shit, don't cry, please don't cry" and I cry. I can feel the first tear slip down my cheek and from there everything goes down hill.

"I'm sorry" there's snot and there's squeaking and I'm too distraught to care about how I look right now. he walks over to be me and grabs my right arm and pulls me into a hug, I'm crying harder now and he saying something. I can't hear it at first but when I focus I can hear his words vibrating from his chest.

"don't cry, I hate it when you cry. you know i do. please don't. please... pl... " I stop listening and slowly calm myself, I'm hurting him, I don't want to ever hurt him. he pulls back and he's looking into my eyes. "are you okay?" he whispers and puts his hand on my cheek. I nod and he smiles. he uses the sleeve of his jacket to wipe my face and I'm about to protest and I think he see the look on my face so he stops me. "it's just a jacket, I can wash it" he takes off the jacket when he's done with it, he throughs it on the floor. "wanna talk about what happened at the party?"

"no"

"that's okay, let's just sit for a minute" he takes my hand and leads me to the bed and we sit on it. "if you were to give up to give of either pizza or ice cream, which would you choose?"

"what?" i ask confused by the complete change of subject.

"come on just answer" he says, scooting closer to me.

"ice cream, I'd keep ice cream. there some many things that taste kinda like pizza but ice cream is one of a kind" he laughs, deep and soft and then he just stares. "what?"

"I want to kiss you so bad right now" i blush hard as he places his hand on my cheek.

he closes his eyes, takes a deep breath and slowly removes his hand from my cheek. I couldn't stop myself, I hold his hand to my cheek and he opens his eyes back up. "the first time I kissed you, you got upset and I promised not to ever do it again. I won't, unless you say it, unless you ask me to"

"I want you.. to kiss me... please" I whisper quietly. softly enough that I thought he couldn't hear me.

"I know you're bit out of it right now, so tell me if it's too much" he kisses my forehead and looks at me and I shake my head no. he kisses the arch of my eye brow and looks at me again and I shake my head no again. he kisses my eyelids, the tip of my nose, my cheek, the back of my hand that's on his and it's not too much, I can't breathe because it's never going to be too much. it's never going to be enough.

I launch at him and plant my lips on his and he kisses me back in a nanosecond. it's warm.and although it's the second time, it's new. i couldn't breathe and all could smell, all I could feel and all that would ever be was Cal! Cal!! Cal!!!.

his hand is on my cheek and it's on my chest and he's pushing me back, down on the bed. we're still kissing, his tongue is in my mouth and our teeth are knocking together and I know he's laughing against my mouth but Jesus, am I happy. I wrap my hand around his neck and hold onto him.

he pressed up against me and my heart races when I feel him against my stomach. "Cal?" I whisper through the kiss and he slowly pulls away. he sighs and looks at me with clouded eyes.

"is it too much?" he asks and I smile, he cares so much and I want this so much with him.

"I want... I want to.. uhm... I .. never mind" I say, I can't say it. how do you tell someoje you want to choke om their cock

"you want to what?"

"nevermind"

"I promise I won't laugh at you our anything. what do you want?" I look at the button on his shirt.

"I want to... uhm... I want to suck your uhm" I clear my throat. he suddenly chokes and starts coughing. "I'm sorry, it's so embarrassing" he clears his throat and smiles.

"it's not, it's totally fine, are you.. uhm... sure you want to do that?"

"oh my good we are so awkward. yes, I want to do it. I asked for it" I say slowly. i think i was me again. the sadness was gone and i guess i was happy i could be with Calwb like this, like I've wanted to for a long time. "I want to"

Caleb POV

I guess I'm not really thinking at this point because Vee is getting on his knees and I know he's going to suck my cock. I swear to God I want to stop him because he's had a shit night and I can see he's tired but I can also see he's determined.

he tries to unbutton my pant but his hands are shaky and he can't seem to get them open. I catch his left hand in my right as I lean back and use my left hand for support. "let me" I say and he smiles.

"okay" I unbutton my pants and draw the zip down. I take his hand that's in mine and I sip both our hands past the elastic waist band of my boxer. "oh" he say when his hand touches me. I let go of his hand and slip mine out. I look down at him and smile the most reassuring smile I could muster. "okay, I can do this" he whispered and wraps his hand around my cock. I sigh. "I can do this" he says again and I chuckle as he pulls my cock out of my pants. "okay, I can't do this" I look down at what he's doing and he's just staring. I feel a sudden rush of self consciousness. I suddenly feel... I feel inadequate.

"is something wrong?" I ask softly.

"uhm... " he says still staring at it and then he looks up at me. "it's.. it's... not gonna fit in my mouth" I don't know how but I suddenly burst out laughing. "you promised you wouldn't laugh at me" he mutters, staring at his hands and I quiet almost immediately.

"I'm not laughing at you, I'm laughing at me" I say and he looks up. "I thought you thought something was wrong with my... "

"you're perfect, there's absolutely nothing wrong with your dick" he says seriously.

"how can you say that with a strai- uh" my words turn into a soft moan as he engulfed my cock in his hot warm, wet mouth.

Vee's point of view.

I didn't mean to make him think that, he's perfect, he shouldn't think less of himself because of me.

while he's speaking, I gather all my courage, open my mouth and shove as much of his cock as possible into my mouth. I hear him moan and it makes me so happy.

"God, Xavier" I hear him mutter my name and I feel the sudden urge to please him, all I want to do is please him. I pull his cock out and back in and repeat the motion. I was terrible, there was too much spit. I pull out completely. "is everything alright?" he asks

"I'm terrible at this" I say softly. Jesus, I'm so scared of being bad at this, I wanted to make him happy.

"no, you're not, you were doing so good, Xavier" he says and slids his hand into my hair, working his finger through the locs

"oh. I thought you didn't like it"

"I like it, I really do" he takes my hand and wraps it around his cock. he pumps both our hands up and groans. he looks down at me and smiles. "what ever you do, I'll like it" he let's go of my hand I keep pumping and he just let's out these soft moan and groans.

"I'm going to suck your dick again" i say this as I keep pumping

"you... do that" he let's out between a low groan.

I lower my head and take him in my mouth again. I bob my head up and down and try to take it all in but I choke.

"you don't have to swallow it all in one gulp" I hear Cal say above me.

"go slowly, get yourself used to it first"

I pull his dick out of my mouth, roll my eyes. "you sound like a goddamn pro" I say.

"you'll be the judge of that" he says smugly. I swallow hard and he laughs. "it's your turn"

"but you haven't... "

"I will but first, it's your turn"

I slids a hand to the nape of my neck, pulls me up and kisses me and I forget everything.