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No Regrets
A story from the Evan/Tyler universe
"What's past is intro and everything else follows"
It has been a fairly long time since I wrote about the characters from my Evan and Tyler series and I honestly started to think that I was done with their story and should just move on but they keep calling to me, compelling me to write more about them and so here we are.
If you have read the previous parts you will know how the stories of Evan, Jake, Tyler and Joe ultimately end. This will not change that. What it will do is add depth to it and show you how the boys navigated the various challenges and adventures in life before they reached that final destination.
This story begins in the immediate aftermath of Evan's final chapter (not including the epilogue) but unlike the previous two parts it will not focus on just one character or storyline and will instead feature all four characters at various points throughout their lives.
To get the most out of this new story it is advised that you have read the other parts first.
When we last saw Evan and Jake they had just become boyfriends and were about to go on their first date. That is where we re-join them.
Jake felt a kind of nervous excitement that he hadn't experienced since his first wrestling meet as the waitress led him and Evan to a table at the back of the restaurant. He couldn't believe that he was actually on a date with another guy and yet somehow nothing had ever felt more natural.
"Are you okay?" Evan asked after they had sat down at their table and had been given their menus. "You've got a strange look on your face."
"Do I?" Jake asked.
"Yeah," Evan said. "Is something wrong?"
"No," Jake shook his head and then smiled. "The opposite. I can't believe how good this feels."
"Being in this restaurant?" Evan asked.
Jake continued smiling. "Being here with you. After today it's like all of the things that were making me angry before, the things I hated about myself, have suddenly gone. I don't have to fake having a good time. I can just relax and enjoy myself."
"Yeah, you can," Evan returned the smile.
"You know, when we first came in I thought people would be staring at us," Jake admitted, looking around at the nearby tables.
"Why?" Evan asked.
"I thought they'd be able to tell somehow," Jake explained.
"That we had sex?" Evan asked, lowering his voice so no one would overhear.
Jake chuckled. "More that we're together, but yes."
"Would it bother you if they did?" Evan asked.
"No," Jake stated. "That's the amazing thing. A couple of days ago I couldn't imagine anyone thinking of me as anything but straight. Now I don't care what they think. I don't necessarily want to tell them but I know how I feel and no one can change that."
Evan smiled. He didn't know what to say but he felt himself swoon hearing Jake speak so openly.
Neither one of them talked for a long moment, they simply stared into each other's eyes across the table, until they both began to smile again and silent words of understanding passed between them.
"Okay, what are we getting?" Jake broke away, picking up his menu, ready to order.
"Well, here we are," Jake said as he pulled up in front of Evan's house.
Evan turned to look at him.
"What?" Jake asked, seeing the way Evan was staring at him.
"Here we are...?" Evan repeated Jake's words while trying to fight back a grin. "You're going to use that line on me?"
"What do you mean?" Jake asked, confused.
"That's it? The date's over? You're just dropping me off and not coming in?" Evan asked, biting his bottom lip so he didn't laugh.
"Oh..." Jake said, embarrassed. "Well..."
"Well?" Evan asked, struggling to hold it together.
Jake smiled and shook his head. "Fuck, I'm sorry Ev. That's just out of habit. I'll have to get used to things being different with you."
"Yeah..." Evan grinned back. "You don't have to drop me off and run before my dad catches you with me."
"I know, but..." Jake started before looking away.
"But what?" Evan asked, suddenly feeling like the situation had turned serious. He reached across to place his hand on Jake's arm. "You were fine in the restaurant. Why have you clammed up now?"
"It feels weird," Jake answered, "The idea of going in there and making small talk."
"But you've done that hundreds of times," Evan replied. "Why would it be weird now?"
"Because all of those other times they were just your parents," Jake said.
"And what are they now?" Evan asked, perplexed.
"It's not what they are, it's what you are," Jake explained.
"I don't get it," Evan replied.
Jake took a deep breath and exhaled before he spoke. "Before they were just my best friend's parents; it was easy, no pressure. But now... they're my boyfriend's mom and dad. It's different."
"Why?" Evan asked.
"Because a few hours ago we were up in your bedroom," Jake replied.
"We're always up in my bedroom," Evan countered.
"Yeah, but all those other times I wasn't fucking you in it," Jake stated.
"And that changes things?" Evan asked.
"Yes," Jake said. "I've got to go in there and look them in the eye knowing I just fucked their son. God that's still so weird to say."
"It's amazing to hear though," Evan beamed. "I'm still expecting to wake up soon."
"Yeah, well, enough of that. Let's go." Jake unfastened his seatbelt and started to climb out of the car.
Evan opened the front door and stepped inside but he froze immediately and Jake crashed into his back, grabbing onto him to steady them both.
"Ev..." Jake began but Evan shushed him.
"Don't speak," Evan whispered.
Jake fell silent and listened as he realised that Evan's parents were in the middle of a conversation somewhere in the next room.
"What are we going to do, Martin?" Mrs Cooper asked. "First Evan is getting into fights at school and now this..."
"Honey, they're both grown boys," Mr Cooper replied. "Hell, they're both men now. It's not like we can control what they do or who they fall in love with."
Evan's head spun around and his eyes met Jake's. Panic surged through him, wondering how his parents knew about them already. He took Jake's hand in his and noticed that Jake's breathing was a little quick, his face slightly flushed. He was still worried that Jake might turn and run, but Jake closed his fingers around Evan's and gave his hand a reassuring squeeze.
"I just can't believe it," Mrs Cooper said. "Maybe we should take the bedroom doors off."
Mr Cooper laughed, "It's too late for that, babe. The deed has already been done. We can't un-do it."
"I just... I can't think about it right now," Mrs Cooper said, her voice fading as she seemingly walked away.
Evan turned to face Jake but Jake wasn't looking at him, he was staring past him at the door to the living room.
"Jake?" Evan whispered.
"Come on, Ev," Jake said after a deep breath, his heart pounding in his chest.
The sound of determination in Jake's voice sent a different kind of tremor through Evan's body and he followed Jake into the living room, neither letting go of the other's hand.
"Oh hey, boys," Mr Cooper said casually as the two entered the room. "So where did you two end up going for dinner?"
"I took Evan to Vitale's Pizzeria," Jake said. "On a date."
Evan's mouth dropped open, shocked by Jake's brazenness in front of his father, but that was nothing compared to the look of astonishment on his dad's face.
"Wait...You..." Mr Cooper stuttered, pointing at them, his finger moving from one to the other. "You went on a date?"
"What?" Evan gasped, looking at his dad and then back at Jake, a new wave of panic rushing through him. "You didn't know? But I thought..."
"Oh Evan, there you are," Mrs Cooper interrupted, walking back into the room with two drinks in her hands. She put them down on the coffee table. "Did you know about Ryan and Emily?"
Evan's eyes bulged as the realisation of what his parents had actually been talking about dawned on him. They'd had no idea about him and Jake.
"Are you just going to stand there or are you going to answer me?" Mrs Cooper asked.
"Hon, you'd better sit down," Mr Cooper said, pulling his wife onto the sofa beside him. "I think the boys have something to tell us."
"So you did know?" She asked.
"That's not what they have to say," Mr Cooper replied, taking hold of his wife's hand.
"Well?" Mrs Cooper asked, expectantly.
"Mom... Dad... We..." Evan tried to speak.
"We're together," Jake finished for him, lifting his hand to show that he was still holding Evan's.
"Are you joking?" Mrs Cooper asked, looking at the boys' hands and then up at their faces. "Is this a prank? Are you filming this?"
"No ma'am," Jake stated. "We just went on our first date."
"Then the two of you really are boyfriends?" Mrs Cooper asked.
Silence hung in the air for several seconds, tension building until finally Jake spoke.
"Yes. We are," he confirmed.
"Yeah," Evan agreed.
"I can't believe this," Mrs Cooper shook her head.
Evan's heart was pounding in his chest. He stared at his mom, trying to understand the emotions playing out on her face but he couldn't. She had accepted it when he came out as gay but something about the tone of her voice scared him. Jake squeezed his hand as they both stood waiting for her response.
"You're really not joking?" Mrs Cooper finally asked.
"No Mom," Evan said.
"Oh my God, then I couldn't be happier for you," Mrs Cooper smiled and stood up, pulling them both into a hug. "I always hoped the two of you would get together but I never thought you actually would."
Mr Cooper stood up and shook Jake's hand before patting him on the back.
"Erm... We haven't told anyone else yet," Evan said when his parents had sat back down. "Like not even Jake's parents, so..."
"We won't tell them." Mr Cooper said. "You can do that in your own time. We're just honoured that you'd tell us."
"We kind of thought you already knew," Evan admitted. "When we came in just now we heard you talking and thought..."
"You thought we were talking about you?" Mr Cooper asked, slightly amused.
"Yes," Evan nodded.
"No. Your mother found out that Ryan and Emily are..." Mr Cooper couldn't finish that sentence.
They were interrupted by the sound of the front door opening and a heavy silence hung in the air as Ryan stepped into the room.
"Hey guys, what's going on?" Ryan asked.
"Why don't you tell me?" Mrs Cooper said, marching over to her eldest son.
"What have I done?" Ryan asked.
"You're sleeping with an eighteen year old," Mrs Cooper spat.
Ryan looked at Evan and then at his father, who both shook their heads, neither one having told her.
"She was already eighteen when it started. I haven't broken any laws," Ryan defended himself.
"That's not the point. She's in high school. You've graduated college," Mrs Cooper argued.
"She's still an adult," Ryan replied. "She made a choice. I didn't force myself on her."
"I don't know what to do with you," Mrs Cooper said as she sighed and walked past Ryan into the kitchen.
Ryan closed his eyes and followed her.
"I think you boys had better head upstairs," Mr Cooper said. "This could be a long conversation."
Evan nodded, "Thanks Dad."
"We'll talk more later, son," Mr Cooper smiled.
Evan and Jake started moving toward the stairs.
"Oh, but Ev..." Mr Cooper stopped them. "Just for now, maybe don't close your bedroom door..."
Jake tiptoed down the stairs after giving Evan a long kiss goodbye. He really didn't want to leave him but he knew he needed to get back home. After the fight with Tyler he was on a much tighter leash and his mom would wonder where he was if he stayed out much later.
Mrs Cooper was still in a heated conversation with Ryan and Mr Cooper in the living room when Jake reached the bottom of the stairs. He slipped out of the front door without a word, jumping straight into his car to head home.
As he drove the few blocks to his house it was almost like he was in a daze, lost in his thoughts, even though his eyes were firmly on the road. He couldn't believe how much his life could change in such a short time. A few days ago, despite everything that had already happened he had thought of himself as straight, someone who would marry a woman, have kids and live the stereotypical family life, just like his parents. Now all of that was flipped on its head because every time he thought about something in his future, of a moment or a goal, it was Evan by his side, as his partner and not just his best friend.
He glanced at the empty seat beside him and remembered the day that everything had changed; when he had asked Evan the question that altered the trajectory of their friendship. Evan hadn't even said the words, hadn't really admitted that he was in love with him, but it was implied in the way he reacted and it had an effect on Jake that he wasn't prepared for.
No one had ever said those words to him. No one had ever made him feel loved in that way. The girls he had fooled around with wanted him for his body, for his big biceps, his firm chest, his tight abs and his thick cock. They didn't care about the person inside that body, not like Evan did.
And so, when he found himself on top of Evan in his basement that Friday night, practicing wrestling like they had so many times before, new feelings emerged and as he covered Evan's body with his own, only the thin material of their singlets separating them, he had felt himself grow hard, had thought things that had never so much as crossed mind before and it had freaked him out.
Everything that had happened after that – from the night of Evan's birthday when they had kissed for the first time and almost had sex to Evan finding him in his basement with Tina on those very same mats, trying to relive that moment with her – had all lead to the same moment of realisation for Jake. Evan's date with Tyler might have forced his hand, might have made him act before he truly felt he was ready, but it was always coming, he could finally admit that to himself now. He was always going to end up in bed with Evan. And now that it had happened, now that he had crossed that line, there was no going back. Everything about it had felt right and it wasn't going to stop. For the first time in months he felt calm and at peace, his denials, his anger, gone along with the weight on his shoulders so that he felt relaxed and free. He was meant to be with Evan. He just wasn't sure how many people would understand that.
Evan was walking around his room reading a book when there was a knock at his door.
"Yeah?" he called, turning to look at the door.
It cracked open just enough for Ryan to pop his head inside. "Hey bro, can I come in?"
"You never ask that," Evan said, intrigued. He put his bookmark into the page he was reading and placed the novel down on his desk. "Yeah, come in."
Ryan smiled and entered the room, closing the door behind him. He walked over to Evan's bed and sat down, looking at the floor for a moment before meeting his brother's gaze.
"So... you told them..." Ryan began.
"No, I didn't. I have no idea how Mom found out," Evan panicked.
Ryan began to laugh, "Not about me and Emily, you idiot, about you and Jake."
"Oh..." Evan said. "Erm, yeah. We did."
"Damn bro," Ryan shook his head. "I'm happy for you, I really am. You've got the guy you've been dreaming of for the past two years. But you've not even been together for twelve hours and you've already come out. Isn't that a little quick?"
Evan chuckled, "Like lightning... I still don't think I believe it's real."
"Well it is, Ev," Ryan said. "They know now. No more waking up after a wet dream and trying to hide the sheets from Mom."
"I don't do that," Evan protested.
"You might want to start though. Unless that's not what I think it is..." Ryan smiled, pointing to a spot on the bed no more than a foot away from him.
"Oh my god!" Evan gasped, his cheeks turning red.
"So is that Jake's or yours?" Ryan teased.
If possible, Evan's face went an even brighter shade.
"Just get up," Evan said, moving to pull the sheets off the bed while Ryan still sat in his way.
"You're not answering the question," Ryan grinned.
Evan looked into his brother's eyes and then turned away, giving up on pulling the sheets from underneath him. "It's mine."
"How can you be sure?" Ryan smirked.
"Because..." Evan started.
"Because Jake's is inside you?" Ryan finished.
Evan's mouth dropped open and he fell back into his desk chair.
"What..? How...?" Evan asked.
"When I walked in on you earlier I noticed there weren't any condoms anywhere," Ryan said.
"Ry, I..." Evan began.
"It's okay, Ev. If you want to go bareback with Jake that's your call," Ryan replied. "But you might want to get tested to make sure you're clean. You've both been with other people. You wrapped it up with Tyler right?"
"Yes," Evan answered.
"Okay. I just want to make sure you're taking care of yourself," Ryan said.
"I am, Ry," Evan said. "I know it was impulsive and maybe not smart but I just needed to feel him inside me."
"Damn bro..." Ryan said. "Don't let Mom hear you talking like that. She's cool with a lot of things but I'm not sure you getting bred under her roof is one of them."
Evan blushed again and quickly tried to change the subject. "Speaking of Mom..."
"She chewed me a new asshole," Ryan said. "And it was nothing like getting rimmed."
Evan smiled and shook his head. "So how did she find out? Did Dad tell her?"
"No. She nearly bit his head off when she found out he already knew. He'll probably be in the guest room tonight," Ryan explained. "No, it was that nosy bitch from across the street, Mrs McEwan. She saw us sneaking in and out when they weren't here and told Mom she saw me kissing Emily in my car."
"So what did Mom say?" Evan asked.
"She just kept asking loads of questions. When did it start? Who initiated it? Did I force myself on Emily? Am I just using her as a rebound to get over Paige?" Ryan said, rolling his eyes.
"She said that?" Evan asked.
"Yes," Ryan said, looking down. "Then I had to explain what happened there, which set Mom off on a whole new lecture..."
"Sorry bro," Evan said.
"It had to come out eventually," Ryan replied. "And honestly it was a nice distraction from her constantly making sure Emily was over eighteen the whole time. I think she's still half expecting the police to come knocking on the door."
"She still thinks of us all as kids," Evan smiled.
"If only she knew the truth..." Ryan smirked. "But there are some things she really doesn't need to know. That's why I didn't think you'd tell them so quickly."
"Trust me, it wasn't planned," Evan explained. "We came in and overheard them talking about you and Emily. We thought they were talking about us and Jake just blurted out that we'd been on a date."
"So Jake told them?" Ryan asked.
"Technically, yes," Evan confirmed.
"I thought you'd be sneaking around for months trying to keep it a secret," Ryan said.
"Me too," Evan replied. "I honestly don't think I've really gotten my head around it so God only knows how Jake's feeling. I don't think we'll be telling his parents for a while."
"Why not? They're cool," Ryan said.
"I know, but it's not like they expect it," Evan said. "Mom and Dad knew I'd get a boyfriend at some point. Jake's parents are going to be blindsided. It's different. I told Jake that he doesn't have to rush."
"That's good," Ryan said. "Don't push him into anything before he's ready. Well, more than you already have."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Evan took exception to that comment.
"Come on, bro, you didn't exactly stand back and let things happen naturally. You pushed him a few times and prodded him in the direction you wanted him to go in," Ryan answered. "You're just lucky he wanted to go there too."
"You really think that?" Evan asked.
"Yeah," Ryan nodded. "You weren't exactly subtle. Just give him some time, yeah? He'll get there."
"I will," Evan nodded.
Less than an hour later there was another knock on Evan's bedroom door.
"Come in," Evan called, not taking his eyes off the game he was playing on his computer to see who it was this time.
The door opened and then closed as the character he was controlling raced toward the next checkpoint but the only other sounds in the room were the gunshots coming from the TV as he took out the final two enemies and crossed the line. Reaching that point, he paused the game and looked back over his shoulder.
"Jake?" Evan gasped. He dropped the controller and spun around to face him. "What are you doing here? Did you forget something?"
Jake was silent. He was staring at the bed. At Evan.
"Jake?" Evan asked quietly, worried that something had happened.
Then he looked down at himself and suddenly realised what Jake was staring at. He had been lying on the bed on his stomach, leaning up on his elbows, holding the controller in his hands as he faced the TV. As he had played through the first level his legs had started to feel hot so he had pulled off his pants and tossed them onto his desk chair, starting the next level wearing only his boxers, which were pulled pretty tight around his ass. That's what Jake had seen when he walked into the room and it's where his eyes still looked even though Evan had turned around.
"Jake..." Evan said again, finally breaking his boyfriend out of his trance. "What are you doing here?"
Jake was silent for a moment but then spoke in a soft voice that Evan had to lean in to hear, "I got home and sat in my room and all I could think about was being back here with you."
A smile lit up Evan's face. He got up from the bed and closed the distance between them. He ran his hand up Jake's chest, continuing until it was on the back of his neck and pulled him in for a kiss.
"I still can't believe I get to do that," Evan said when they pulled apart.
"Believe it," Jake smiled, kissing Evan again, even deeper this time, slipping his tongue between Evan's lips.
"How long can you stay?" Evan asked when they parted.
"All night," Jake smiled.
"What?" Evan asked. "I thought you were still grounded."
"I kind of still am," Jake said. "But your brother sure knows how to sweet talk my parents."
"Ryan?" Evan asked.
"Yeah. He text me," Jake explained, "to see how I was. I told him how I was feeling and the next thing I knew he was at the door to collect me."
"Are you kidding?" Evan asked, stunned.
"No, he told them we're all going out first thing tomorrow morning and it made sense for me to stay over. He made me pack a bag," Jake said, holding up his backpack.
"I can't believe that," Evan said. "I didn't even hear him leave the house."
"I think that was the point. He wanted to surprise you. And he knows how you get when you're on that game," Jake said, pointing to the TV as he placed his bag on the floor next to the bed.
Evan smiled, "So you're really here for the night?"
"Yep. All night," Jake smiled. He slipped his hands around Evan's waist and pulled him in so their bodies were pressed together as he dipped in for another kiss.
"Fuck..." Evan moaned, feeling himself starting to get hard. He pulled away. "We can't do anything with Mom and Dad in the house."
"That's not why I'm here," Jake smiled. "I just want to spend time with you."
Evan smiled so wide his face actually hurt. They weren't just friends any more they were really going to be in a proper relationship.
Four days later
"You know this is meant to be a friendly run, right?" Jake gasped, his breaths appearing in front of him like huge plumes of smoke as he panted, his lungs burning from the cold December air.
"Is that why you keep trying to run past me?" Evan grinned, turning around to run backwards for a few paces so the two could make eye contact.
"You know I'm not used to losing," Jake groaned as he continued to give chase around the park, hating that Evan was mocking him by so easily jogging backwards, his breathing barely above his resting rate, "Even to you."
"You can't always be on top..." Evan smirked before turning back around and picking up the pace a little, putting an even bigger gap between them.
Jake was about to protest, the innuendo not lost on him, but he knew that Evan was just trying to tease him so he kept silent. Evan knew his boundaries; they had discussed them after the last time they had sex when Evan had kissed his way down Jake's back and slipped his tongue into the crack of his ass, only for him to flinch and pull away.
It wasn't that he was against the idea, that he would never let Evan go there, there was even some curiosity when he saw how much Evan loved it, he just needed a bit more time to get his head around the idea that he might one day end up on the bottom, something he had never considered before.
Evan had said that he understood, that they would take their time and do what Jake was comfortable with, but the thought still lingered in the back of his mind that it wasn't enough, that maybe Tyler had given Evan more than he was currently willing to and it might make Evan think twice about the choice he made.
Not wanting Evan to think that he was anything but the best, Jake continued to run, kicking his burning legs even harder to close the gap and keep up. But even as he gritted his teeth and fought through the pain he couldn't stop a little grin from appearing on his face as he watched Evan run and an unfamiliar feeling rose up inside him as his stomach did a little flip.
Evan wasn't weak. He wasn't small or feeble or in any way effeminate. He might not have been a jock, built like Tyler or himself, but he more than held his own. The thermal top Evan was wearing clung to his well-defined muscles, showing off his strong back that held a permanent v shape and he had a tight muscular ass that was on full display in the grey sweatpants that he must have struggled to pull on they were so snug around his thighs and ass cheeks.
Jake bit his lip as he watched that ass bounce as Evan ran. He had never thought that he would find a guy's ass so hot but it turned him on in a way that a woman's never had. He had thought that fucking another guy would somehow make him feel like less of a man, but it was the complete opposite, there was a rush of power and adrenaline when he was inside Evan and he knew that he was already addicted to it.
As the gates to the park came into view again Jake let out a sigh of relief, knowing that the finishing line was near and he could finally stop to rest.
"Just one more lap, come on," Evan called as he ran past the entrance and continued around the path.
"Fuck..." Jake huffed, feeling like his whole body was about to explode.
He was going to stop. He was going to pull up and admit defeat, let Evan get the victory and hopefully go home to shower off the sweat that was soaking into his top, but as he started to slow down as he approached the gates he glanced out onto the street and felt his stomach twist for an entirely different reason...
Tyler.
Jake didn't have time to think, didn't know what to feel, he just picked up the pace, ran past the gates and hoped Tyler didn't see them or decide to turn into the park as he ran down the street towards it on his own run.
He zeroed in on Evan's ass, hoping it would distract him and provide him with the fuel he needed to continue but his mind was drifting and that wasn't what he saw. He had only seen it for a second but the image on the street had somehow burned itself into his mind and he couldn't forget it. Tyler was running, his shirt not on his body but tucked into the side of his shorts, his pecs and cut abs bouncing and flexing as he moved, glistening with sweat even in the cold, looking almost larger than life.
"Fuck..." Jake muttered to himself, trying to ignore the thought that was creeping into his head. Tyler's body was incredible and he understood why Evan had wanted him.
He shook that thought away as quickly as it came and, fearing the worst, he looked over his shoulder back at the gates just in time to see Tyler run by. He glanced quickly at Evan, who was still running around the circular path, oblivious to Tyler's presence or the war of emotions raging inside his own mind. He should have been relieved, happy that they had missed each other, and yet somehow he wasn't because he felt like he was still at war with Tyler even after Evan had declared him the victor.
"I won!" Evan cried as he ran the final stretch and pulled up in front of the gates, his arms held high in victory.
"That's only because I let you," Jake panted as he too finished the lap and slowed to a stop, his whole body heaving.
Evan laughed, "Like you LET me win at Call of Duty last night?"
"That was only because you kept distracting me," Jake protested as he continued to pant, bending over to put his hands on his knees.
"I was just laid there," Evan claimed, innocently.
"With your ass out," Jake shot back.
"You shouldn't have been looking..." Evan grinned, turning around to present his ass to Jake.
Jake's eyes immediately went to it and Evan laughed even harder.
"Like you are now..." Evan smirked, arching his back and wiggling his hips. "Is it that good?"
"Fuck, if you could see it right now..." Jake whispered as his cheeks turned a deeper shade of red than they were from the exercise and he looked away, biting his lip. "Did you have to put such tight sweatpants on?"
"I thought you'd like them," Evan smirked. He slid his hands into his pockets, pulling the pants even tighter around his ass, and flexed the cheeks, clenching and relaxing them, the material so close to his skin it disappeared into his crack.
"Oh fuck..." Jake moaned, feeling his cock twitch.
"We already did that, remember?" Evan chuckled.
"Yeah and we're gonna do it again when we get back to mine. It's been too long," Jake growled, closing the distance between them, almost forgetting where they were as he went in for a kiss before pulling back.
"It's been two days," Evan replied.
"Yeah... Too long..." Jake said, biting his lip again as he looked down at Evan's ass and gave it a slap.
"Fuck!" Evan screamed, jumping at the contact. The look in Jake's eyes almost scared him with its intensity.
"You're mine," Jake growled. "Now come on..."
Evan had barely closed the front door of Jake's house when he felt himself being pushed up against it, having to brace himself with both hands against the wood as Jake stepped in behind him, pressed his big body against his back and leaned in to kiss his neck.
"Goddamn, you drive me fucking crazy," Jake whispered into Evan's ear, pressing his rapidly growing cock against the ass he had watched almost the entire time they had been running.
"Jake..." Evan moaned but he threw his head back against Jake's shoulder and grabbed onto his head, holding him close. "Your parents..."
"I don't care," Jake grunted, thrusting his hips as he stole another kiss.
"Jake..." Evan moaned, half between pleasure and panic.
"Fuck," Jake sighed. "Okay..."
He leaned backwards so he could call out into the house but his hips remained firmly pressed against Evan's ass. "Mom? Dad? Marcus?"
Both boys waited for an answer from either of Jake's parents or his brother but they were greeted only by silence.
"See," Jake smiled, wrapping his arms around Evan as he kissed his neck again. "They're all out."
"Fuck, what's gotten into you?" Evan gasped as he felt Jake's cock slide into the crack of his ass even though they were both still fully clothed.
Jake grabbed hold of Evan and spun him around, pinning him back against the door again, this time looking straight into his eyes.
"I can't explain it," Jake said. "You do something to me..."
Jake didn't finish what he was saying because he lunged forward, pressing his lips against Evan's, and whatever the final words of that statement were disappeared inside Evan's mouth.
Evan melted against him and threw his arms around Jake's neck, pulling him close as they kissed and their tongues swirled around each other.
When they pulled apart Evan was panting harder than he had at any point during their run. He put his hands on Jake's big chest and managed to push him backwards a few inches.
"I love that you're hot for me," Evan said. "It's my biggest dream come true. I want you so fucking badly, Jake. But we agreed that today wasn't supposed to be about sex."
Jake stared at Evan in silence. He leaned in and pressed their foreheads together.
"It's not just about sex, you know that," Jake said. "You're my best friend, Ev. We can still do everything that we did before. But we're more than that now. We can't go back."
Evan turned his head away from Jake's and looked down.
"What's the problem?" Jake asked.
"It's stupid," Evan tried to shrug it off.
Jake put his hand under Evan's chin and tilted his head back up until they were looking into each other's eyes. "Tell me."
"I wanted you so much I didn't think about how things might change," Evan admitted.
"What are you worried about?" Jake asked. "You haven't lost your best friend, Ev. You've just gained a boyfriend. I can be both."
Evan felt a shiver rush up his spine when Jake said that and a tear escaped from his eye. He nodded.
Jake brought his lips to Evan's and they shared a long deep kiss, neither one opening their mouths, just softly pecking at each other's lips.
"Tell me what you want to do now," Jake said as they pulled apart.
"Don't ask me that," Evan groaned.
"Why not?" Jake grinned.
"Because part of me wants to just hang out and be friends..." Evan said.
"And the rest of you?" Jake urged.
Evan stared at Jake. "That wants you to rip my clothes off and fuck me against this door right now."
"Oh shit..." Jake breathed, feeling his cock jump in his pants. "Ev..."
"No," Evan said, pushing Jake away from him. "We can't."
Both of them stood looking at each other, their pants tented by their very obvious erections.
"Why is this so hard?" Evan asked.
"I think it's got something to do with blood flow," Jake answered.
"You're not funny," Evan replied.
"Then why are you smiling?" Jake grinned.
Instead of replying Evan turned around and headed for the stairs.
"Where are you going?" Jake asked.
"To shower," Evan replied. "I need to wash this sweat off me."
"What about the sweat on your back?" Jake asked.
"I'm sure you've got a loofa," Evan smiled.
"I've got something much better than that," Jake smirked.
Evan ran up the stairs and Jake once again gave chase.
The hot water crashing down on their bodies felt better than either of them had imagined; the effects of running out in the cold still lingered on their skin.
"Damn that feels good," Jake moaned, letting his head fall back as the water washed over it, wetting his dark hair. He pushed it up out of his eyes and then moved his head from side to side. "You really put me through it out there, you know?"
"You don't have to be so competitive," Evan said, watching as the water cascaded down between Jake's pecs, over his abs and then along the length of his soft cock before plunging off the head in a steady stream.
"I know," Jake sighed, lowering his head to look at Evan. "It's just been programed in after so long competing. My coach drills it into me all the time, so intensely that I don't even like losing a coin toss."
"Yeah, I'm not sure that's healthy," Evan replied as he poured shower gel into his hands.
"It gets results though," Jake said. "Oh fuck!"
The cry was caused by Evan sliding his slick hands across Jake's chest, lathering his pecs up with the soap. He moved his hands around, spreading the foam created across the muscles, tracing their shape and then gently teasing each nipple with a fingertip.
"Hey, that's not fair," Jake said as his cock began to stiffen. "You said no sex."
"I'm just washing you," Evan protested.
"Fuck..." Jake moaned as Evan ran his hands down over his abs, pausing only briefly to apply more soap.
Just when Jake thought Evan was going to wrap his hand around his now hard cock and start stroking him, Evan slapped his shoulder and told him to turn around. Reluctantly Jake did but then moaned again when he felt Evan's hands slide along his shoulders and glide down his back.
"Oh shit..." Jake groaned.
"Do you like that?" Evan asked.
"I love it," Jake moaned again, his head falling back. "Keep going."
He had never felt something as good as Evan's hands on his body. Evan didn't just lather him up but also began to massage him. The hands felt bigger and stronger than they looked, with thick fingers that dug into his muscles as they kneaded and rubbed them. The touch of those hands, the surprising power in them, sent a thrill through Jake's body and he relaxed back, letting Evan explore every inch of him.
When Evan was done with his upper back, he continued on down until Jake could feel him lingering near his ass.
"You can touch it," Jake said, closing his eyes as he waited with something approaching anticipation.
He grunted when Evan's hands slid down over his cheeks and then groaned from somewhere deep inside his chest when he felt the fingers cup and squeeze each muscle, pulling them apart just slightly to let the water that was running down his spine slip into his crack.
"Fuck Ev..." Jake panted, having to pull away as his cock throbbed. He turned around, his dick almost reaching his belly button it was so hard, "Your turn."
As Jake poured the soap into his hands he was thinking of repeating the steps that Evan had taken with him, starting with his chest first, but Evan had different ideas, turning around so his back was facing him.
"Okay," Jake nodded, pulling Evan back toward him as he reached up and put his even bigger hands on Evan's shoulders.
"Jake!" Evan whimpered as Jake massaged his shoulders and then moved down each arm, taking Evan's hands in his to slowly wash them, slipping their fingers together, before he moved back up.
Jake kissed the back of Evan's neck and then gently moved his hands down over Evan's shoulder blades, making sure to cover every inch with soap before moving on to his lower back, sliding his hands along the curve of his spine and moving them around until they were almost holding Evan's hips.
Still thinking about mirroring Evan's movements, Jake went to pour more soap into his hands so he could wash Evan's ass, but when he looked down he stopped. His heart was suddenly beating rapidly in his chest at the sight of that ass, finally bare in front of him. He couldn't help himself. He dropped to his knees.
"Oh shit!" Evan screamed, having to throw his hands forward to brace himself on the shower wall as Jake pulled open his cheeks and buried his face between them. "JAKE!"
Jake's tongue immediately went to work on Evan's hole, tasting the traces of sweat that had built up from the run, accompanied by a unique manly scent that filled his nostrils and pushed Jake into overdrive as he breathed it in and attacked Evan's hole even harder.
"Jake... Jake... Please..." Evan gasped as he felt Jake's tongue lapping at his entrance, asking if it could go inside.
Just when Evan was about to call out, to beg Jake to fuck him, Jake pulled away, kissed Evan's right ass cheek and then he licked his way up his back until he was standing right behind him, kissing his neck once more.
"I think you'd better finish up in here or I'm gonna end up fucking you," Jake whispered into Evan's ear.
He slapped Evan's ass, making him jump, and then stepped out of the shower, grabbing a towel before Evan could even reply.
Evan's breath caught in his throat, his own cock throbbing in time to the pulsing of his hole. He collapsed back against the wall and began sliding down it as he watched Jake wrap his towel around himself and walk out into the hall.
When Evan finished showering and walked into Jake's bedroom with his towel wrapped around his waist and his clothes in his arms, he was surprised to see that Jake wasn't there. Instead there was a video game loaded up on the TV screen with one controller on the bed and another on the desk chair.
"Oh hey, you're finally out of the shower," Jake said, walking back into the room with two drinks in his hand. He placed them down on his desk, closed the door, and then walked over to the chair, picking up the controller as he sat down.
Evan stared at Jake, thinking about how perfect he looked; his hair was already dry and combed into his usual style and a small pair of shorts was all that covered his amazing muscular body that made Evan lick his lips every time he saw it.
"Are you ready to play?" Jake asked, holding up his controller.
Evan couldn't believe they were actually going to play the game after what had happened in the shower but it was what he had said he wanted so he nodded and climbed up onto the bed, laying flat on his stomach facing the TV as normal. He picked up the controller and Jake pressed the button to start the game.
They played for about twenty minutes, going back and forth, with Jake sometimes taking the lead and others Evan just managing to get in front. As they approached the end of the level and the finish line that would decide who had won that round, Evan lifted his hips and pulled off his towel, throwing it to the floor beside the bed.
"What the hell?" Jake said, turning his head to see what had just flown past him, taking his attention off the screen and the game. When he saw that it was Evan's towel he looked up at the bed. "Were you aiming that at me?"
Evan smiled at him but then continued to play the game. Jake gritted his teeth and turned back to the TV, not wanting to let Evan's little games win him the round. But as hard as he tried to focus he found that his eyes kept wandering back to the bed and that tight round bubble butt that rose up from the arch in Evan's back.
"Jake, you're falling behind," Evan said.
The tone of his voice made it sound like he was upset or even concerned, but the way he punctuated the final word by squeezing his ass tight and flexing the muscles told Jake everything he needed to know.
Glancing quickly at the screen, Jake growled and tossed down his controller. "I don't fucking care."
Evan's breath caught in his throat when he saw the look in Jake's eyes as he climbed up onto the bed. He tried to turn over but Jake was quickly on top of him, crawling up over his body and pinning him down to the mattress.
"You... little... fucker..." Jake breathed into Evan's ear. "You couldn't keep it covered."
Evan gasped as Jake kissed his ear and then moaned, burying his face in the sheets when he felt Jake's hard cock press against his ass, the thin material of Jake's shorts all that separated them.
"Jake..." Evan whimpered, completely at Jake's mercy, worried he had unleashed a beast that he wouldn't be able to tame.
"Goddamn Ev," Jake whispered as he kissed along Evan's neck and then bit his shoulder. "I want to fuck you so bad."
"Then fuck me, Jake," Evan moaned, flexing his ass again, wanting to feel Jake's dick inside him.
"No," Jake stated.
"What?" Evan gasped, trying to lift himself up from the bed only to be pushed back down and held by his wrists. All he could do was look over his shoulder into Jake's smouldering eyes. "What are you going to do?"
"Whatever I want," Jake said. "You're mine remember?"
Evan closed his eyes and lowered his forehead to the mattress. He had no idea what Jake was about to do. He trusted Jake with his life but in that moment he didn't know if he should. His heart was racing. Was he excited or scared?
Whatever emotions he was feelings paled in comparison to the pleasure that surged through his body when Jake slowly ran his tongue all the way down his spine and then slid it into the crack of his ass, zeroing in on his hole again.
"Oh fuck!" Evan moaned, burying his face against his forearm and then biting it to stop himself from screaming the neighbourhood down. His ass cheeks instinctively flexed and tried to close but Jake's hands held them open.
"Sexiest fucking ass..." Jake growled, pulling back for a moment to wipe his chin before diving back in, shoving his tongue in even deeper into Evan's hole.
Evan was a whimpering mess, clawing at the bed, his cock rock hard and trapped beneath him as Jake ate him out, feasting on his hole. It felt so good; his eyes were rolling back in his head and he felt like he was about to hyperventilate. How was Jake so good at that?
"Jake!" Evan cried. "Oh God!"
He couldn't take it much longer. His dick was throbbing and leaking, his precum starting to form a puddle on the sheets beneath him. He started to move his hips, pushing his ass back onto Jake's face, almost fucking himself on Jake's tongue, and his cock slid across the sheets, feeling like the gentlest stroke of someone's hand pushing him closer to the edge.
Evan felt his whole body begin to quiver. He couldn't believe that Jake was going to make him cum just from eating his ass. But Jake felt that tremor too, could somehow instinctively read Evan's body, and he pulled back with a gasp, gently slapping Evan's ass, watching the cheek jiggle.
"Oh fuck yeah, look at that," he said, biting his lip and grabbing hold of that ass, a cheek in each hand, squeezing and shaking them, almost mesmerised by the way they moved.
When Jake let go, Evan let his whole body sink into the mattress, trying to catch his breath and steady the throbbing in his cock, which still threatened to explode. He was so focused on trying to calm himself down that he didn't feel Jake shift on the bed or reach down to pull his shorts off until he felt Jake's bare thighs slide up against his own, followed by the unmistakable feeling of Jake's hard, dripping, bare cock sliding into his spit-wet crack.
"Jake..." Evan moaned as Jake's bigger body covered his completely, with Jake's front pressed against his back, their arms and legs tangled together, their faces next to each other, and Jake's rock hard cock buried between his cheeks.
Jake held himself on top of Evan, taking a moment to enjoy the heat rising from the smaller body beneath him. He tried to stay completely still but he couldn't stop his cock from pulsing and eventually he started to move, thrusting his hips back and forth gently, sliding his dick up and down, the pre-cum leaking from the tip making it slicker every time he pulled back.
Evan felt the change, could feel how easily Jake's cock began to glide against his skin, occasionally sliding across his hole, making him gasp and groan as his toes curled and his fingers grasped at the sheets beneath him even tighter. He wanted to move his hips, to reposition himself so that Jake's dick would slip inside on one of his thrusts, but before he could do that he felt Jake's hands on his hips and he was suddenly flipped over onto his back.
He stared up at Jake, who was hovering above him, the eye contact intense and filled with desire. He started to raise his legs, expecting Jake to get between them, but Jake shook his head, put his hands on Evan's thighs and pushed them back down to the bed.
"Nuh-uh," Jake said. "Not this time."
Evan was confused. He didn't know what was happening. He looked at Jake again, hoping for some indication of what was about to happen, but all he got was a smirk as Jake stared down at him.
"Do you trust me?" Jake asked.
Evan swallowed hard. He did but he didn't know what he was about to agree to. "Yes."
"Do you want to cum?" Jake asked.
"Yes," Evan nodded.
Jake smiled and Evan stiffened as Jake crawled up his body, slowly moving until he was sitting on top of Evan's thighs.
"What are you doing?" Evan asked.
Instead of answering with words, Jake reached down and wrapped his fingers around his slick cock, slowly stroking it as Evan watched him.
"Jake..." Evan breathed.
"Shush," was the only noise Jake made.
He moved his hips a little so that he was sliding his cock through his fist, all the while watching the expression on Evan's face. He expected them to make eye contact, was waiting for it, but Evan's eyes were glued to his cock, watching as his hand drew back and forth across the shaft, Evan's tongue slipping out to wet his bottom lip, giving away what he was thinking, what he was really hoping for.
Feeling that he had teased Evan enough, Jake began to inch forward, still stroking himself, until the head of his cock brushed up against Evan's balls and then he let go as his shaft slid along the length of Evan's until their dicks were tip to dripping tip.
"Ah!" Evan screamed as he threw his head back against the bed and his arms out wide, gripping the sheets on either side of him, the pleasure surging through him once again making his toes curl and his legs quiver. "Jake!"
Jake grinned, looking down at his boyfriend. He didn't really know what he was doing, having no experience with a guy besides what he and Evan had already done, he was just going with his impulses and what he would like someone to do to him, but he loved the effect that he had on Evan, able to turn his tight muscular body to jelly. He felt a similar rush of power as he did when he was inside Evan's ass and he began to thrust his hips, sliding his cock back and forth along Evan's as they both moaned.
"Jake... Jake..." Evan panted, feeling delirious.
Jake chuckled and looked down at Evan's face, watching it closely as he leaned forward, holding himself up over Evan, almost in a push-up position, and thrust down against him.
"Fuck..." Evan groaned, grabbing hold of Jake's forearms, staring up at him with big begging eyes as Jake thrust again and again and again, rubbing their cocks together.
"Do you like that?" Jake asked. "Does it feel good?"
"I... Oh... Jake... I..." Evan panted but he couldn't actually put a sentence together.
Jake continued to hump down against Evan, their cocks never separating for a moment. He lowered himself on his arms until his nose was almost touching Evan's, their eyes still locked.
Evan's mouth opened and he tilted his head back, expecting Jake to meet him in a kiss and slip his tongue inside, but Jake had other ideas. He rose back up and gently pulled his arms from Evan's grip. He then sat back in his original position, his still throbbing cock resting on top of Evan's.
"Jake. Please..." Evan begged.
"You want me to make you cum now?" Jake asked.
"Yes. Please." Evan begged again.
Jake looked down to where their cocks lay against each other and then brought his hands together, wrapping them around both shafts, pressing them together, creating a sheath.
"HOLY FUCK!" Evan screamed, trying to buck his hips and arch his back only to be held down by Jake still being sat on top of him.
Jake smiled and then began to move his hands. He slowly slid them up to the tips, watching as the heads disappeared from sight, brushing together in the tight confines of his grip, and then he ran them all the way down to the base before starting the journey all over again.
It only took a few of those strokes until Evan was a panting, whimpering mess again, his whole body heaving. He was going out of his mind and it only made Jake hotter and harder, relishing in the feeling of giving Evan so much pleasure without even being inside him. He shifted his hips slightly, leaning forward a little, and began to pick up the pace, fucking into his grip harder and faster until he was pounding it, constantly grinding against Evan's dick, which was still encased in his fingers.
"Jake! Jake!" Evan cried, his voice rising in pitch every time he said Jake's name as he raced closer and closer to the edge.
"Are you going to cum, Ev?" Jake asked.
"Yes!" Evan screamed. "I'm close! So close Jake!"
"Oh yeah, that's it. Cum for me, Ev," Jake said, tightening his grip even more as he jerked them both furiously.
Evan's back arched and this time he almost threw Jake off of him as he screamed and shot a huge load, firing cum across his chest and stomach before collapsing back to the bed, with Jake milking out a final few trickles.
Unable to speak, Evan watched in silence as Jake let go of their dicks and used his hand to scoop up some of Evan's cum, smearing it along his own shaft as he started to stroke it, jerking off using the cum as lube.
It didn't take Jake long to start moaning loudly, tensing up. He looked down at his throbbing cock and lifted his hand up to his face, running his tongue along his fingers to coat them in spit before he returned them to his dick and swirled them around the head, beating faster until he threw his head back and erupted, his cum raining down over Evan like a meteor shower.
When he stopped shooting, Jake lowered himself down until his lips were pressed against Evan's in a long kiss and then he collapsed down onto the bed beside him, amazed by how hard he had cum just by stroking them.
They were both silent as they tried to catch their breath.
"Oh my God," Evan moaned, still panting.
"Are you still disappointed we didn't fuck?" Jake asked, pushing himself up just enough to look at Evan's smiling face.
"No," Evan chuckled. "That was...incredible. I just... I can't believe you did that."
"I just did what my body told me to. What I thought would feel good," Jake smiled back.
"Well it was right," Evan grinned, his chest still heaving from the unexpected power of the orgasm. "Fuck..."
They lay in silence again, enjoying the afterglow.
"You licked your hand..." Evan finally said; his breathing back to normal.
"Yeah?" Jake asked, confused.
"You jerked me off," Evan said.
"So?" Jake replied.
"Did you..." Evan started but stopped himself.
"Did I what?" Jake asked.
Evan swallowed, not sure he was ready for the answer. "Did you taste my cum?"
Jake looked bemused but then smiled, "I guess I did."
"Oh fuck," Evan moaned, feeling his cock begin to stir again. "That is so hot."
"Yeah?" Jake asked, raising an eyebrow. He raised his hand up to his mouth and slowly slid his finger inside, gently sucking on it.
"Holy shit..." Evan gasped, his dick back to throbbing.
"Hey, don't get any ideas," Jake said, noticing Evan's arousal. "We don't have time for round two. My parents will be home soon and so will yours."
Evan closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He knew Jake was right but the thought of him tasting his cum had him wanting more. He was tempted to reach out, to drag Jake on top of him again, but before he could Jake jumped up off the bed and picked up the towel that Evan had thrown on the floor. He used it to wipe the cum from his hands and body and then tossed it to Evan, who began to do the same.
"So what did you think?" Evan asked as he climbed off the bed and began to pull on his underwear.
"To what?" Jake replied, pulling on a pair of his own.
"How I taste," Evan smiled.
Jake stopped and grinned. "I liked it, Ev. You taste good."
"Yeah?" Evan asked, biting his bottom lip and raising his eyebrows.
"Don't get too excited. I'm not ready to blow you yet," Jake said.
"Yet...?" Evan smirked.
Jake reached down and grabbed Evan's sweatpants, throwing them at him. "Get dressed."
Evan couldn't hide the smile on his face. He knew from the way that Jake smiled back that it was only a matter of time and he couldn't have been more excited.
Two minutes later they were both fully dressed and heading down the stairs toward the front door. Evan stopped just in front of it and turned around.
"I really had fun today," Evan smiled.
"I know you did," Jake laughed.
Evan slapped him on the shoulder, "You know what I mean. Can we go running again next week?"
"Only if you let me win this time," Jake smiled.
Evan laughed and they leaned into each other for a quick passionate kiss.
"I'll see you tomorrow," Evan grinned as he pulled open the door.
"You'll text me before that," Jake chuckled as he watched Evan leave.
He closed the door and felt his phone vibrate in his pocket, knowing it was Evan messaging him already. He shook his head and took a step toward the kitchen but that was as far as he got before he froze.
"Did you just kiss him?"
To be continued?