Consequences (Stan x Kyle)

some mature content

Kyle's pov

Stan and I got back to my place, and immediately up to my room. As soon as I removed my jacket, Stan had me pinned against the door, kissing my lips before moving to my jaw, down to my neck, and collarbone as he unbuttoned my shirt.

  When Stan reached the last button, he kneeled down to slide my pants down as I shrugged off my shirt.

  "Are we alone?" Stan asked.

  "Shit...my brother's here." I told him.

"Do you think you can keep quiet?" He asked me.

"I can, can you?" I asked.

"I mean, my mouth is gonna be full in a second." Stan smirked, pulling my boxers down.

  He grabbed my dick, licking the tip slowly, before quickly taking the whole length into his mouth.

  "Fuck..." I softly moaned.

I forgot how good Stan's mouth felt around my cock. My fingers laced in his hair, trying to hold back my moans.

  "Stan...I'm close." I panted.

That just made Stan's mouth work faster, making me empty myself inside it. Stan stood up, wiping his mouth before grabbing my hands and leading me over to my bed.

I let go of Stan's hands, gently grabbing his shoulders and sitting him down on the edge of my bed. He shrugged off his jacket and took off his shirt as I worked to remove his pants, kneeling in front of him.

  I didn't want to waste time with Stan, immediately taking all of him into my mouth.

"Fuck..your mouth feels so good baby." He moaned, tugging at my curls.

Stan soon came in my mouth. I wiped my mouth, got back up and joined Stan in my bed.

Stan's pov

  It felt so nice to lay in Kyle's bed with him again. I really fell hard for him.

"Kyle?"

"Yeah?"

"I really do want to come out," I began, "I'm really scared, but I really like you, and I want people to know we're together."

"Like I said, it's not something to rush," Kyle said, "it's okay with me that you're not ready."

"I know people at school will support me, I'm just terrified at how my parents will react." I sighed.

"Do you think they won't accept you?" Kyle asked me.

"I'm not sure," I shrugged, "we never talked about...gay stuff. I have no idea where they stand. But I don't want you to be kept a secret. I wanna be able to bring you home to introduce you to my family, have you over for holidays..."

"Take your time," Kyle told me, "just be glad you have the chance to tell them, cause I ruined mine."

"How did you do that?" I questioned.

"Well, my brother suspected it, guess I didn't really hide it that well," He began, "and he asked me about it and with how I reacted, it was kinda hard to deny it. And I guess my parents overheard our conversation cause they asked me about it the next day."

"Damn, sorry about that." I told him, stroking his arm, "Do they at least accept you?"

"Yeah they do," Kyle answered, "that's the good thing at least."

  "Do you think they'll like me?" I asked him.

"If they liked Alex, they'll like you." He told me.

  "They actually liked that asshole?" I raised an eyebrow.

  "Well, he acted really fake around them." Kyle rolled his eyes. "But you're way better than fake him anyway." Kyle smiled.

We were lying there cuddling some more when I noticed Kyle's eyes seemed to be getting heavy.

"You sleepy?" I asked him.

"No." He answered, with his eyes closed.

"You sure?" I lightly laughed.

No answer.

"Kyle?"

All could hear was Kyle lightly snoring. I laughed to myself, kissing the side of Kyle's head, closing my eyes.