Horseshoes and Hand Grenades

Alex's father was set to arrive in Baltimore on a Sunday, early in the month of November. It had now been two months since Peter had seen his family, the longest any of them had gone without each other. Alex was uncontrollably excited, but it showed through more in nervousness if anything. He bounced around his house the entire week, constantly moving around and making noise. He could not help himself, it felt like he needed to keep busy or he would explode. Alex had also been able to convince Jack to be excited for him, too. At least, that was what he thought. Jack surely was happy, glad to see Alex with grinning lips every time he looked, but he was still unsure of how he felt in regards to meeting Peter Gaskarth.

The night before Alex's father's plane would land, Alex had an idea. He had already chatted with Jack about bringing the older boy along, but he just could not stand to be alone for any longer. Skipping down the stairs, Alex found his mother in the living room, drinking coffee and watching T.V..

"Mom?" Alex asked, hoping she was in a good mood. He sat down cross legged at her feet, trying to keep her attention.

"Yes, Alex?" Isobel asked, mocking her son's nervous tone of voice. It was obvious he wanted something, and he was not sure if he wanted to know what it was.

"Don't do that," Alex whined, before taking over a more serious stature once again. If he was going to do this, he was going to do it right.

"Okay," Alex's mother hummed, "Well, what do you want?"

"Remember when you said Halloween was a one-off thing?" Alex started, trying to ease his mother into the discussion.

"Yes, I do," Isobel nodded, "Why?"

"That's what I was wondering," Alex explained, "Why?"

"Don't make me talk about this," Alex's mother sighed, shooing him out of the way as he sat up on his knees, effectively blocking her view of the television.

"No, I want you to tell me!"

"You know the answer," Isobel chuckled lightly, "You're both growing boys, and it would be irresponsible for me to allow such a time where unsafe things could occur."

"I can't get pregnant, mum." Alex stressed, angry when his mother only laughed again in response.

"That's not the only thing that can go wrong." She said, finally paying Alex the attention he deserved. As his mother looked him in the eyes, Alex realized she was actually right about that part.

"But," Alex countered, "Who says we're even going to do that, anyway? We won't!"

"How can I be so sure?" Isobel raised her eyebrows, and Alex scoffed.

"Oh, please. Jack could come over right now, we could go upstairs, and you wouldn't know a thing. It doesn't matter what time of day it is."

"You're not helping your cause one bit."

"Come on," Alex went back to whining, "Please? I'll leave the door open, you can come in whenever you like. You trust me, don't you?"

Letting out the most exasperated sigh Alex had ever heard, his mother shook her head as she said, "Fine."

"Okay, but- Wait, what? Fine?" Alex perked up, curious as to what his mother had to say.

"Yes, fine. You're right, I do need to show I trust you more, because I do. I believe you when you're saying you and Jack aren't doing anything. You do know how to stay safe when the time comes, though, right?"

"Oh, gosh, mum," Alex shook his head quickly, "No, no, no. I mean, yes, but we aren't talking about this."

"No," Isobel disagreed, "If you're going to bring up having sex, I'm at least going to make sure you will be safe about it. So you know then, yes?"

"Yes," Alex groaned, getting up off of his feet. "Thanks, mom."

"Don't worry about it, sweetie."

With that, Alex was running back upstairs, ready to call Jack. After misdialing a few times, the phone finally rang, and Jack picked up fairly quickly.

"Hey, babe."

"Hey," Alex chimed, "Guess what?"

"What?" Jack imitated Alex, leaving the younger boy to question why he was being copied so much that day.

"I asked my mom about you sleeping over, and I think she's finally realized it's not as big of a deal as she thought it was. Do you want to stay over tonight?" Alex asked, flopping down onto his bed.

"Wow," Jack said, "Of course."

"Great."

Since Isobel's no sleepovers rule was broken, it would only make sense if, in typical teenage fashion, the rules she had set for the sleepover were broken, too. Not that Alex was planning on disobeying his mother, but he still saw the situation to be stupid, no matter what he and Jack did or did not do.

That was why, when Jack had Alex pinned beneath him on the slighters bed, Alex decided it did not matter. The way Jack's lips massaged his neck taught him to think differently, and the way Jack's thigh put pressure between his own taught him to not think at all. It was nearing one in the morning, and Alex was certain his mother was fast asleep by that point. She would definitely not be checking on the pair anytime soon, so Alex chose to just go with whatever Jack wanted to. Jack seemed to be very indecisive as the minutes passed, though, and soon Alex was becoming impatient.

"Jack," he breathed between kisses, "What are you going to do?"

"What do you mean?" Jack asked, laughing as he pulled away from Alex. He was still hovering above his boyfriend, a bit frustrated by the position. "Why does it have to be me doing something?"

"Oh," Alex thought, "I guess you're right."

"Why," Jack murmured, laying back down on his side next to Alex, after pressing a kiss to his cheek, "What do you want to do?"

Alex shook his head, not quite sure of what he wanted. He was certainly enjoying himself with Jack, but he got the impression Jack was getting a bit fed up with always making the first move. Jack obviously did so because Alex was not as experienced as he was, but Alex realized he wanted to give more to Jack, too. It was not like Jack was a thousand more times experienced than he was, anyway. They were both just kids, so Alex figured he had nothing to lose. Jack was never annoyed with Alex regarding these types of things, he was patient and understanding.

"I think," Alex blinked, coming to the realization himself at that moment, "I want to take you up on that suggestion you gave me a couple weeks ago, in the fort."

"What?" Jack asked, first looking confused. When Alex figured he was already making the entire situation awkward and childish, he decided to just go with what was easiest, making a blowjob signal with his hand and mouth. That was when Jack became amused.

"Oh."

"Yeah," Alex trailed off, curling into Jack to avoid looking him in the eye.

Chuckling, Jack asked, "Are you sure about that?"

"It's not that big of a deal," Alex responded, "We've talked about this before."

"Fine, fine." Jack smiled once again, "I'm not going to argue with you."

"You can't be a dick about this, though." Alex finally spoke up, rolling onto his back once more, now able to look Jack in the eye. "You can't laugh at me, you have to teach me."

"Of course," Jack promised, leaning down to press a kiss to Alex's lips.

"Okay," Alex remarked, "Good." Sitting up, he moved over to straddle Jack's legs. His boyfriend was only in a T-shirt and boxers, as was he. Jack was soon taking off his top garment, though, as Alex sat staring at his bottom one.

"You look nervous," Jack said, "You don't have to be nervous."

"I know," Alex clarified, letting out a breath. He pulled down Jack's boxers to his mid-thighs, slowly taking the darker haired boy's cock in his fingers. Alex started off with what he knew, something he had done before. He moved his hand up and down, just the way he knew Jack liked it, with the perfect grasp and the perfect speed. Continuing this, Alex only stopped when he heard a cough from above.

"Uh," Jack breathed, "Are you gonna...?"

"Oh," Alex answered, "Right."

"Yeah,"

"Yeah."

"So, do I just-"

"Get comfortable, baby."

"Okay," Alex agreed, laying down on his stomach between Jack's legs, propped up by his elbows.

"Good. Alright, now you just take it, and maybe start off with just your tongue, like- Uhn, yes, like that." Jack instructed, relaxing back onto Alex's pillows.

"Is this good?"

"Yeah, really good."

A few moments later, Alex asked, "Uh, what now?"

"Put it in your mouth," Jack chuckled breathlessly, watching as Alex then did so. "Yeah, just like that. Keep using your tongue."

Alex could now only hum in response, working his mouth around Jack's dick, and drawing tiny patterns with his tongue as he looked up at Jack.

"Oh, yes."

As expected, Jack was soon feeling a particular heat in his stomach that caused him to mumble out to Alex, letting the younger boy know what to expect. Not wanting to swallow, Alex pulled off, using his hand to guide Jack through his orgasm.

"That sucked," Alex laughed, and Jack shook his head.

"It was fine, babe," he grinned, moving his attention to Alex's own problem. "Your turn?"

Notes

HI okay so you guys CLEARLY like this story a lot more than i thought, because i got like 11 comments over 3 sites, in contrast to my usual 3 comments over 3 sites??? thank you so much!!! here's another chapter :^)

i'll post again around tuesday/wednesday next week, and if this and that get a lot of comments again, there will be another upload at the end of next week, too <3

this is one of the first actual smut scenes i've written and i'm SORRY it sucks and it seems way to quick but it's supposed to be implied that it lasts longer but whatever i'm learning

also,,, i actually hate the fact that this story is in past tense but i can't just switch it to present tense and WHAT SHOULD I DO

and of course, thank you to Alltimegabi, ApathyforSympathy, and Alex_thelion99 for commenting!

i hope you enjoyed this chapter!!!!!!