[warning: contro]
Part One Of A Collab That Will Someday Hopefully Have A Name
“Your guitar?” Rob mumbled over a mouthful of Golden Grahams, without looking up from the telly.
“What?”
“Guitar. I thought you were leaving to go see Colin, who you’re in a band with. Maybe you’ll need your guitar this weekend.” Rob shoved in another spoonful of cereal.
“Right,” Ed said. “My guitar. Thanks.” He grabbed it from where it was leaning against the bed and put it in its case, long fingers snapping it shut.
“Anytime. Least I can do for letting me borrow your telly for the match tomorrow.”
“Just don’t get caught smoking in my room this time.”
“Hey! I’m a changed man from three weeks ago. I know the rules: No smoking in Ed’s room without Ed around to sweet talk our way out of trouble.”
Ed rolled his eyes. “Seriously, I don’t want to get back tomorrow night to find that I’ve been kicked out of school.”
Rob saluted in Ed’s general direction. “Aye, sir.” Ed grabbed his backpack and guitar and hurried to catch his train.
///
“Your toothbrush?” Mrs Greenwood said.
“What?”
“You’re going to see your brother this weekend and you need your toothbrush.”
“I was getting to that.” Jonny slid past his mother who hovering in the doorway. He walked down the hallway to grab his toothbrush from the bathroom sink, his mum two steps behind.
“No, you were trying to figure out how to carry all of your albums along with your guitar with no thought to the basic necessities like clean underwear and toothbrushes.”
Jonny waved the toothbrush at his mother. “It’s not like a toothbrush takes up any room.”
“Toothpaste.”
“Muuuuum, I can just borrow it from Colin. I spend the night at Thom’s house all the time, I know how to pack for an overnight trip.”
Jonny’s speech was rewarded with a crushing hug from his mother. He squirmed and whined, “If we don’t leave soon, I’m going to miss my train.” Jonny finally worked his way out of his mother’s arms, walked into his room and shoved his toothbrush down the side pocket of his overnight bag. He hoisted the heavy pack onto his shoulder and grabbed his guitar.
“I just can’t believe that my baby, my little Jonny, is going away by himself for the weekend.”
“Colin’s going to be there; it’s not like I’m on my own,” Jonny said, following his mum down the narrow stairs to car outside.
They drove in silence for the first part of the trip, but as soon as they were in view of the train station, she picked up where she had left off.
“Now, I know that your brother probably is going to take you out to the pubs and stuff, but I don’t want you out there drinking too much and getting robbed in some back alley.”
“Mum, I’m not stuuupid.”
“And if you’re brother is smoking cigarettes, I don’t want to hear about it and I don’t want you involved in that. Is that clear? If I find out you've smoked one cigarette, you're grounded until your birthday. Your 21st birthday!!”
Jonny rolled his eyes and opened his door.
“Jonathan?” she said sternly.
“I promise to not smoke cigarettes no matter how much Cozzie tries to tell me that it’s cool.”
“Or that, that! marijuana!”
“I’m going to be late.” Jonny firmly shut the car door and half-skipped into the train station.
///
Colin was waiting on the cold wooden bench when Ed’s train pulled up. Ed was always easy to spot, ducking as he exited the train. Colin stood up and waved at Ed, not wanting to give up his seat. Ed came over and plopped his stuff next to Colin, Colin sliding his backpack over to make room for Ed.
“Jonny not here yet?” Ed asked, carefully enunciating the name.
He and Colin shared a look.
“Mum rang a short bit ago to let me know that Jonny was on his train.” Colin checked his watch. “Probably be here in about 15 minutes.”
Ed settled back to wait. “Good.”
They waiting in silence as a couple more trains arrived and departed. Jonny's train arrived and Jonny was the first one off, looking thinning than normal as he lugged a huge bag and guitar. The two boys waved him over to their bench as Ed gathered his things.
Jonny hugged his brother and then grinned up at Ed. "I didn't know you were going to be here this weekend." His glance fell to the bench. "And you brought your guitar! Awesome!"
Ed looked at Colin, then answered Jonny with an "of course."
"Shall we head to my place?" Colin asked. They walked through the station and outside to the carpark. Colin dipped his hand into his bag, pulled out a box of cigarettes and opened it to Jonny.
"Thanks," Jonny said, grabbing one as he dug around in his jacket pocket to locate his lighter. He lit the cigarette and inhaled deeply. "Nothing is better than a smoke after a long train journey."
"Nothing?" Colin said, raising an eyebrow at his brother. Ed laughed.
Jonny felt like he had missed the joke. "So, what are we up to today," he asked to change the subject.
///
They dropped their bags off at Colin's room and Colin took them on a tour of campus, showing them some of the more historical buildings and entertaining them with stories about the sort of hijinks he and friends had gotten up to.
They stopped in Colin's favorite pub for an early dinner. Colin recommended the vegetable lasagne, so Jonny and Ed decided to split a pepperoni pizza. After their meal, Colin lit up a cigarette, leaned back in his chair and seemingly out of no where asked Jonny, "So, you've got a girlfriend yet?"
Jonny blushed. "You know I don't like girls." He started tearing his pizza crust into little bits.
"Boys, then, like your brother," Ed said, reaching across the table to ruffle Colin's hair.
"You're one to fucking talk," Colin said to Ed, smoothing his hair back into place. Ed smiled widely at Colin.
"Not boys, either," Jonny mumbled to his plate. "You know, if I wanted to be harassed, I could have stayed at home. At least Mum has the decency to mind her own business about my private life."
"Jonny, relax. We're just curious," Ed said. "We could probably find you a bird for tonight."
Jonny blushed an even deeper red and tried to say something, but nothing came out.
Colin put his arm around Jonny. "Edward, be nice. If Jonny has no interest in this, we can leave him to his monkish life."
"I'm not a monk," Jonny said. "For your information, I've kissed plenty of girls."
"You have not," Colin said.
"Well, I could have if I wanted to, but I didn't want to."
"You told Thom over Christmas break that you were afraid you were going to die a virgin."
Jonny stared at Colin. "That was private! Thom wasn't supposed to talk to your stupid face."
Colin continued calmly. "He said he offered to set you up with Angela Jones and you refused."
"Angie?" Ed chimed in. "She has always been a bit of a slut. She was my first kiss and gave me my first blowjob." Ed nodded to himself.
"What?!" Colin exclaimed. "You never told me that!" He spat on the floor. "That's disgusting. The places your cock has been."
Ed shrugged. "I'd claim that it was my way with the ladies, but really I was so drunk I don't remember much except promising her that it wouldn't taste that bad." Ed laughed. Both the Greenwoods looked sort of ill.
"See!" Jonny said. "I don't want my first time to be like that."
"It won't be," Ed said smiling at him.
"Thank you," Jonny said. "Can we go now?"
They got up and headed back to Colin's room, Jonny saying little and walking a few steps behind Ed and Colin. They tried to include him in their conversation, but he stubbornly refused to cooperate.
Part One Of A Collab That Will Someday Hopefully Have A Name
“Your guitar?” Rob mumbled over a mouthful of Golden Grahams, without looking up from the telly.
“What?”
“Guitar. I thought you were leaving to go see Colin, who you’re in a band with. Maybe you’ll need your guitar this weekend.” Rob shoved in another spoonful of cereal.
“Right,” Ed said. “My guitar. Thanks.” He grabbed it from where it was leaning against the bed and put it in its case, long fingers snapping it shut.
“Anytime. Least I can do for letting me borrow your telly for the match tomorrow.”
“Just don’t get caught smoking in my room this time.”
“Hey! I’m a changed man from three weeks ago. I know the rules: No smoking in Ed’s room without Ed around to sweet talk our way out of trouble.”
Ed rolled his eyes. “Seriously, I don’t want to get back tomorrow night to find that I’ve been kicked out of school.”
Rob saluted in Ed’s general direction. “Aye, sir.” Ed grabbed his backpack and guitar and hurried to catch his train.
///
“Your toothbrush?” Mrs Greenwood said.
“What?”
“You’re going to see your brother this weekend and you need your toothbrush.”
“I was getting to that.” Jonny slid past his mother who hovering in the doorway. He walked down the hallway to grab his toothbrush from the bathroom sink, his mum two steps behind.
“No, you were trying to figure out how to carry all of your albums along with your guitar with no thought to the basic necessities like clean underwear and toothbrushes.”
Jonny waved the toothbrush at his mother. “It’s not like a toothbrush takes up any room.”
“Toothpaste.”
“Muuuuum, I can just borrow it from Colin. I spend the night at Thom’s house all the time, I know how to pack for an overnight trip.”
Jonny’s speech was rewarded with a crushing hug from his mother. He squirmed and whined, “If we don’t leave soon, I’m going to miss my train.” Jonny finally worked his way out of his mother’s arms, walked into his room and shoved his toothbrush down the side pocket of his overnight bag. He hoisted the heavy pack onto his shoulder and grabbed his guitar.
“I just can’t believe that my baby, my little Jonny, is going away by himself for the weekend.”
“Colin’s going to be there; it’s not like I’m on my own,” Jonny said, following his mum down the narrow stairs to car outside.
They drove in silence for the first part of the trip, but as soon as they were in view of the train station, she picked up where she had left off.
“Now, I know that your brother probably is going to take you out to the pubs and stuff, but I don’t want you out there drinking too much and getting robbed in some back alley.”
“Mum, I’m not stuuupid.”
“And if you’re brother is smoking cigarettes, I don’t want to hear about it and I don’t want you involved in that. Is that clear? If I find out you've smoked one cigarette, you're grounded until your birthday. Your 21st birthday!!”
Jonny rolled his eyes and opened his door.
“Jonathan?” she said sternly.
“I promise to not smoke cigarettes no matter how much Cozzie tries to tell me that it’s cool.”
“Or that, that! marijuana!”
“I’m going to be late.” Jonny firmly shut the car door and half-skipped into the train station.
///
Colin was waiting on the cold wooden bench when Ed’s train pulled up. Ed was always easy to spot, ducking as he exited the train. Colin stood up and waved at Ed, not wanting to give up his seat. Ed came over and plopped his stuff next to Colin, Colin sliding his backpack over to make room for Ed.
“Jonny not here yet?” Ed asked, carefully enunciating the name.
He and Colin shared a look.
“Mum rang a short bit ago to let me know that Jonny was on his train.” Colin checked his watch. “Probably be here in about 15 minutes.”
Ed settled back to wait. “Good.”
They waiting in silence as a couple more trains arrived and departed. Jonny's train arrived and Jonny was the first one off, looking thinning than normal as he lugged a huge bag and guitar. The two boys waved him over to their bench as Ed gathered his things.
Jonny hugged his brother and then grinned up at Ed. "I didn't know you were going to be here this weekend." His glance fell to the bench. "And you brought your guitar! Awesome!"
Ed looked at Colin, then answered Jonny with an "of course."
"Shall we head to my place?" Colin asked. They walked through the station and outside to the carpark. Colin dipped his hand into his bag, pulled out a box of cigarettes and opened it to Jonny.
"Thanks," Jonny said, grabbing one as he dug around in his jacket pocket to locate his lighter. He lit the cigarette and inhaled deeply. "Nothing is better than a smoke after a long train journey."
"Nothing?" Colin said, raising an eyebrow at his brother. Ed laughed.
Jonny felt like he had missed the joke. "So, what are we up to today," he asked to change the subject.
///
They dropped their bags off at Colin's room and Colin took them on a tour of campus, showing them some of the more historical buildings and entertaining them with stories about the sort of hijinks he and friends had gotten up to.
They stopped in Colin's favorite pub for an early dinner. Colin recommended the vegetable lasagne, so Jonny and Ed decided to split a pepperoni pizza. After their meal, Colin lit up a cigarette, leaned back in his chair and seemingly out of no where asked Jonny, "So, you've got a girlfriend yet?"
Jonny blushed. "You know I don't like girls." He started tearing his pizza crust into little bits.
"Boys, then, like your brother," Ed said, reaching across the table to ruffle Colin's hair.
"You're one to fucking talk," Colin said to Ed, smoothing his hair back into place. Ed smiled widely at Colin.
"Not boys, either," Jonny mumbled to his plate. "You know, if I wanted to be harassed, I could have stayed at home. At least Mum has the decency to mind her own business about my private life."
"Jonny, relax. We're just curious," Ed said. "We could probably find you a bird for tonight."
Jonny blushed an even deeper red and tried to say something, but nothing came out.
Colin put his arm around Jonny. "Edward, be nice. If Jonny has no interest in this, we can leave him to his monkish life."
"I'm not a monk," Jonny said. "For your information, I've kissed plenty of girls."
"You have not," Colin said.
"Well, I could have if I wanted to, but I didn't want to."
"You told Thom over Christmas break that you were afraid you were going to die a virgin."
Jonny stared at Colin. "That was private! Thom wasn't supposed to talk to your stupid face."
Colin continued calmly. "He said he offered to set you up with Angela Jones and you refused."
"Angie?" Ed chimed in. "She has always been a bit of a slut. She was my first kiss and gave me my first blowjob." Ed nodded to himself.
"What?!" Colin exclaimed. "You never told me that!" He spat on the floor. "That's disgusting. The places your cock has been."
Ed shrugged. "I'd claim that it was my way with the ladies, but really I was so drunk I don't remember much except promising her that it wouldn't taste that bad." Ed laughed. Both the Greenwoods looked sort of ill.
"See!" Jonny said. "I don't want my first time to be like that."
"It won't be," Ed said smiling at him.
"Thank you," Jonny said. "Can we go now?"
They got up and headed back to Colin's room, Jonny saying little and walking a few steps behind Ed and Colin. They tried to include him in their conversation, but he stubbornly refused to cooperate.
The Second Part Of A Collab That Will Someday Hopefully Have A Name, In Which Jonny Gets a Proposal
Colin's room had very thin walls, Jonny thought, as he curled his legs underneath him on the narrow bed and tried to ignore the high-pitched moans of the girl next door and the rhythmic banging of the headboard on the shared partition. He sipped a bit at the drink Colin had poured for him and grimaced. It was his third glass now, and it really didn't taste very much like orange juice, to be honest, although Colin had assured him that it was just rather cheap - he was a student, after all - before slipping out to the shop down the street, ostensibly to buy some more food. It occurred to Jonny that he'd been gone an awful long time for fetching a loaf of bread and some biscuits.
That left Jonny and Ed behind in Colin's room. Alone.
Jonny didn't really know what to say to Ed. As far as he knew, they didn't have very much in common, except for Colin - not that Ed would know about that, of course, unless Colin was spilling more of their secrets to undeserving ears, and in any case... well. He didn't know, it might be perfectly normal for an older brother to teach his younger sibling to kiss... or to wank... or any number of the things Colin had enlightened him to over the years. Jonny had always had a vague idea that Colin was slightly odd (he was pretty sure Thom had never done any of those things for Andy, for example), but that was just Colin. Open, selfless, generous, and completely shameless.
But he knew that Ed had been on sports teams at school, whereas Jonny couldn't even kick a ball in the right direction; he knew that Ed had been in the drama club and had seen him in a few school plays, whereas Jonny was shy enough that the mere idea of getting up on stage and talking was utterly mortifying; and he knew that Ed was handsome and well-liked and popular with everyone. It wasn't that Jonny was unpopular by any means, but Ed seemed to like being surrounded by people, all hanging on his every word, and that kind of attention had never appealed to Jonny.
So he was really at a loss for what to say to break the silence that had fallen over the room. Ed was flicking through a dirty magazine that had been in Colin's desk drawer, and Jonny blushed a little at some of the things he could see upside-down from his vantage point. Did Colin like that sort of thing, he wondered. He'd never talked about things like that - Ed squinted at a particularly flexible double-page spread and adjusted the crotch of his jeans, as though Jonny wasn't even in the room - when he and Jonny had discussed sex; it was all about what Jonny was interested in, what Jonny liked, or what Jonny thought he would like, because after all he really hadn't done anything of note in his sixteen years.
He blinked, a hot flush rising in his cheeks, as Ed shifted in his seat and the bulge in his trousers became very evident. Ed was... he... well, if Colin was getting that on a regular basis, no wonder he'd not had much time for Jonny this year.
"It won't be," Ed said smiling at him.
What had Ed meant by that? All those little nudges and winks between him and Colin, the whispered asides during their meal that Jonny hadn't been able to hear although they were done in plain view of him, and now Colin rushing off and leaving them alone like this, and Ed... Jonny wasn't stupid. Was Ed trying to seduce him? His initial thought was that the idea was ridiculous, because Colin would never let him, but on second thought Colin liked to share, and he was fiercely protective of Jonny and if there was any way that Colin was going to ensure Jonny's first time was everything he wanted it to be, it would be to leave him in Ed's very large and very capable hands.
Those hands which had not turned the page in the last three minutes Jonny had unconsciously been staring at them.
He jumped, and spilled half a glass of probably-not-just-orange-juice down his shirt. Ed was smiling at him in a very knowing way, the sort of way that said, "Crawl across the floor and suck me off right now, I know you want to." The sort of way that said, "I'm imagining you naked right now." The sort of way that when he actually said, "Colin wants me to be your first time, Jon", Jonny had to pinch his own arm hard to assure himself that he hadn't been imagining it.
The Third Part Of A Collab That Will Someday Hopefully Have A Name, In Which Jonny May or May Not Accept A Proposal
Jonny was still staring at Ed as Ed grabbed a roll of paper towels off the desk and walked over and sat on the bed next to Jonny, unrolling a handful and dabbing up the spilled orange juice from Jonny's shirt and where it had pooled in his lap.
Jonny sat perfectly still and made no move to assist in the clean up. He had no idea what to say. What does one say in a situation like this? He was conscious of the gentle way Ed was pressing against his chest, how he could hear Ed breathing, of how near Ed was.
As if Ed was reading his thoughts, Ed leaned to the side of Jonny and whispered a quiet "So, what do you think?" Ed's lips just inches from Jonny's ear.
"I don't know," Jonny confessed, even as the voice in his head was saying, "yes, yes, yes."
Jonny felt cool air on his stomach as his shirt was lifted up; Jonny automatically raised his arms to help. Ed got the shirt off and easily tossed it to the other side of the room. Jonny felt a large hand grasp the back of his head as another hand circled his waist and Ed was leaning in, tilting his head, closing his eyes, placing his lips on Jonny's lips. Oooh. Jonny felt his heart beating fast and he was afraid to move, worried that he would do something, ruin the moment. Ed's tongue was demanding entry between Jonny's clenched jaw and Jonny opened his mouth slightly and felt the alien feeling of another's tongue in his mouth. The feeling was odd and Jonny was scarcely aware of anything else: barely aware he way he was reciprocating his tongue in Ed's mouth, barely aware the building of pressure in his trousers.
Ed pulled back, Jonny arching his neck forward to try and keep contact. "What do you think now?" Ed asked.
"Yeth?" Jonny answered, afraid to go forward, too curious, too turned on not to. Ed's arm reached out to the desk and he opened a side drawer and grabbed out a tube, nonchalantly laying it on the bed next to his thigh.
Jonny froze again, his eyes glued to the lubricate and the realization of what he had just agreed to.
"It's ok," Ed said, lifting Jonny's chin with one hand to lick and kiss along his jawline. "I'll take good care of you." Jonny trusted what he had said and let himself be pushed back on Colin's bed, Ed on top of him, a comforting weight.
This time when Ed pressed his lips to Jonny's, Jonny found himself kissing back instantly. Ed slid to the side of Jonny, unbuttoned his trousers and slid his hand down, fingernails lightly raking across skin, his mouth never losing contact with Jonny's mouth.
The sound of a key in the lock startled Jonny out of the moment and he whirled his head to look at the door. "Just Colin," Ed said and used his free hand to turn Jonny's head back to him.
Colin, unsteady on his feet, surveyed the scene. "I was gone for three drinks; I thought you'd be done by now. You've barely started. I'll just go back out for another few drinks, I suppose." He turned to leave.
"Stay!" Jonny called out desperately to Colin's back. Realizing how he sounded, he tried to cover it up. "I mean, I don't care if you're here." For a split second, he wondered if Ed was going to be mad at him for saying that, but if Ed had any idea how good the sensation of Ed's fingers closing around Jonny's cock right then felt, he must have approved of the idea.
Colin closed the door with a heavy swing came and sat in an ungraceful plop onto the bed. He pointed at Ed. "You have far too many clothes on." Ed obediently slid off the bed to start taking off his shoes.
He turned to Jonny. "You, too. I know you're new at this, but I thought you'd have the basics down."
Jonny pulled his feet up and put them in Colin's lap, just as he used to do when they were little boys and Jonny wanted Colin to tie his shoes for him. Colin fumbled with the knots and eventually settled for just pulling off Jonny's shoes. Jonny moved his legs back to where they had started and brazenly pulled Colin down into a kiss. Colin kissed back and then broke off with a laugh. "Fast learner. Or maybe you're just an easy drunk."
Ed rejoined them on the bed, knelt by Jonny's hips and finished taking off Jonny's pants and trousers leaving Jonny laying naked on the bed, exposed and aroused. Ed then maneuvered his way so he was kneeling in between Jonny's bent legs. He applied the lube to his hands and gave Jonny's cock a few strokes before slowly sliding a finger up Jonny. Jonny had sort of known that it was coming - Colin was free with his discussions of such things - but Colin hadn't explained how it felt and Jonny wasn't entirely sure that he liked this. That wasn't quite right: he wasn't sure that he liked that he liked it so much.
Colin saw his discomfort and began running his fingers up and down Jonny's chest, as if he was counting and recounting ribs. "Are you ok?" he asked and Jonny nodded. He felt Ed grab his ankles and pull them up to Ed's shoulders. Then Jonny didn't feel anything but the sensation of Ed pushing into him.
"It hurts," Jonny desperately said to Colin.
Colin smoothed back Jonny's hair from his forehead. "It's ok. Relax." Colin reached a hand down and gave Jonny's cock a few strokes. "Better?" he asked and Jonny nodded. He should have said better and better because as much as having Ed inside of him hurt, it also felt good ... better than good. Amaaaaaazing, even, as his brother was fond of saying.
Jonny breathing increased and he heard unbidden soft moans coming from his own throat. "That's it," Ed was saying. "Yes, yes." Colin crawled down the bed and wrapped his mouth around Jonny's cock. With a small cry and a shudder, Jonny was coming into Colin mouth.
Colin raised himself up and pulled Ed closer to him, locking their lips together.
And as Ed tasted Jonny from Colin's mouth, he too came.
Colin's room had very thin walls, Jonny thought, as he curled his legs underneath him on the narrow bed and tried to ignore the high-pitched moans of the girl next door and the rhythmic banging of the headboard on the shared partition. He sipped a bit at the drink Colin had poured for him and grimaced. It was his third glass now, and it really didn't taste very much like orange juice, to be honest, although Colin had assured him that it was just rather cheap - he was a student, after all - before slipping out to the shop down the street, ostensibly to buy some more food. It occurred to Jonny that he'd been gone an awful long time for fetching a loaf of bread and some biscuits.
That left Jonny and Ed behind in Colin's room. Alone.
Jonny didn't really know what to say to Ed. As far as he knew, they didn't have very much in common, except for Colin - not that Ed would know about that, of course, unless Colin was spilling more of their secrets to undeserving ears, and in any case... well. He didn't know, it might be perfectly normal for an older brother to teach his younger sibling to kiss... or to wank... or any number of the things Colin had enlightened him to over the years. Jonny had always had a vague idea that Colin was slightly odd (he was pretty sure Thom had never done any of those things for Andy, for example), but that was just Colin. Open, selfless, generous, and completely shameless.
But he knew that Ed had been on sports teams at school, whereas Jonny couldn't even kick a ball in the right direction; he knew that Ed had been in the drama club and had seen him in a few school plays, whereas Jonny was shy enough that the mere idea of getting up on stage and talking was utterly mortifying; and he knew that Ed was handsome and well-liked and popular with everyone. It wasn't that Jonny was unpopular by any means, but Ed seemed to like being surrounded by people, all hanging on his every word, and that kind of attention had never appealed to Jonny.
So he was really at a loss for what to say to break the silence that had fallen over the room. Ed was flicking through a dirty magazine that had been in Colin's desk drawer, and Jonny blushed a little at some of the things he could see upside-down from his vantage point. Did Colin like that sort of thing, he wondered. He'd never talked about things like that - Ed squinted at a particularly flexible double-page spread and adjusted the crotch of his jeans, as though Jonny wasn't even in the room - when he and Jonny had discussed sex; it was all about what Jonny was interested in, what Jonny liked, or what Jonny thought he would like, because after all he really hadn't done anything of note in his sixteen years.
He blinked, a hot flush rising in his cheeks, as Ed shifted in his seat and the bulge in his trousers became very evident. Ed was... he... well, if Colin was getting that on a regular basis, no wonder he'd not had much time for Jonny this year.
"It won't be," Ed said smiling at him.
What had Ed meant by that? All those little nudges and winks between him and Colin, the whispered asides during their meal that Jonny hadn't been able to hear although they were done in plain view of him, and now Colin rushing off and leaving them alone like this, and Ed... Jonny wasn't stupid. Was Ed trying to seduce him? His initial thought was that the idea was ridiculous, because Colin would never let him, but on second thought Colin liked to share, and he was fiercely protective of Jonny and if there was any way that Colin was going to ensure Jonny's first time was everything he wanted it to be, it would be to leave him in Ed's very large and very capable hands.
Those hands which had not turned the page in the last three minutes Jonny had unconsciously been staring at them.
He jumped, and spilled half a glass of probably-not-just-orange-juice down his shirt. Ed was smiling at him in a very knowing way, the sort of way that said, "Crawl across the floor and suck me off right now, I know you want to." The sort of way that said, "I'm imagining you naked right now." The sort of way that when he actually said, "Colin wants me to be your first time, Jon", Jonny had to pinch his own arm hard to assure himself that he hadn't been imagining it.
The Third Part Of A Collab That Will Someday Hopefully Have A Name, In Which Jonny May or May Not Accept A Proposal
Jonny was still staring at Ed as Ed grabbed a roll of paper towels off the desk and walked over and sat on the bed next to Jonny, unrolling a handful and dabbing up the spilled orange juice from Jonny's shirt and where it had pooled in his lap.
Jonny sat perfectly still and made no move to assist in the clean up. He had no idea what to say. What does one say in a situation like this? He was conscious of the gentle way Ed was pressing against his chest, how he could hear Ed breathing, of how near Ed was.
As if Ed was reading his thoughts, Ed leaned to the side of Jonny and whispered a quiet "So, what do you think?" Ed's lips just inches from Jonny's ear.
"I don't know," Jonny confessed, even as the voice in his head was saying, "yes, yes, yes."
Jonny felt cool air on his stomach as his shirt was lifted up; Jonny automatically raised his arms to help. Ed got the shirt off and easily tossed it to the other side of the room. Jonny felt a large hand grasp the back of his head as another hand circled his waist and Ed was leaning in, tilting his head, closing his eyes, placing his lips on Jonny's lips. Oooh. Jonny felt his heart beating fast and he was afraid to move, worried that he would do something, ruin the moment. Ed's tongue was demanding entry between Jonny's clenched jaw and Jonny opened his mouth slightly and felt the alien feeling of another's tongue in his mouth. The feeling was odd and Jonny was scarcely aware of anything else: barely aware he way he was reciprocating his tongue in Ed's mouth, barely aware the building of pressure in his trousers.
Ed pulled back, Jonny arching his neck forward to try and keep contact. "What do you think now?" Ed asked.
"Yeth?" Jonny answered, afraid to go forward, too curious, too turned on not to. Ed's arm reached out to the desk and he opened a side drawer and grabbed out a tube, nonchalantly laying it on the bed next to his thigh.
Jonny froze again, his eyes glued to the lubricate and the realization of what he had just agreed to.
"It's ok," Ed said, lifting Jonny's chin with one hand to lick and kiss along his jawline. "I'll take good care of you." Jonny trusted what he had said and let himself be pushed back on Colin's bed, Ed on top of him, a comforting weight.
This time when Ed pressed his lips to Jonny's, Jonny found himself kissing back instantly. Ed slid to the side of Jonny, unbuttoned his trousers and slid his hand down, fingernails lightly raking across skin, his mouth never losing contact with Jonny's mouth.
The sound of a key in the lock startled Jonny out of the moment and he whirled his head to look at the door. "Just Colin," Ed said and used his free hand to turn Jonny's head back to him.
Colin, unsteady on his feet, surveyed the scene. "I was gone for three drinks; I thought you'd be done by now. You've barely started. I'll just go back out for another few drinks, I suppose." He turned to leave.
"Stay!" Jonny called out desperately to Colin's back. Realizing how he sounded, he tried to cover it up. "I mean, I don't care if you're here." For a split second, he wondered if Ed was going to be mad at him for saying that, but if Ed had any idea how good the sensation of Ed's fingers closing around Jonny's cock right then felt, he must have approved of the idea.
Colin closed the door with a heavy swing came and sat in an ungraceful plop onto the bed. He pointed at Ed. "You have far too many clothes on." Ed obediently slid off the bed to start taking off his shoes.
He turned to Jonny. "You, too. I know you're new at this, but I thought you'd have the basics down."
Jonny pulled his feet up and put them in Colin's lap, just as he used to do when they were little boys and Jonny wanted Colin to tie his shoes for him. Colin fumbled with the knots and eventually settled for just pulling off Jonny's shoes. Jonny moved his legs back to where they had started and brazenly pulled Colin down into a kiss. Colin kissed back and then broke off with a laugh. "Fast learner. Or maybe you're just an easy drunk."
Ed rejoined them on the bed, knelt by Jonny's hips and finished taking off Jonny's pants and trousers leaving Jonny laying naked on the bed, exposed and aroused. Ed then maneuvered his way so he was kneeling in between Jonny's bent legs. He applied the lube to his hands and gave Jonny's cock a few strokes before slowly sliding a finger up Jonny. Jonny had sort of known that it was coming - Colin was free with his discussions of such things - but Colin hadn't explained how it felt and Jonny wasn't entirely sure that he liked this. That wasn't quite right: he wasn't sure that he liked that he liked it so much.
Colin saw his discomfort and began running his fingers up and down Jonny's chest, as if he was counting and recounting ribs. "Are you ok?" he asked and Jonny nodded. He felt Ed grab his ankles and pull them up to Ed's shoulders. Then Jonny didn't feel anything but the sensation of Ed pushing into him.
"It hurts," Jonny desperately said to Colin.
Colin smoothed back Jonny's hair from his forehead. "It's ok. Relax." Colin reached a hand down and gave Jonny's cock a few strokes. "Better?" he asked and Jonny nodded. He should have said better and better because as much as having Ed inside of him hurt, it also felt good ... better than good. Amaaaaaazing, even, as his brother was fond of saying.
Jonny breathing increased and he heard unbidden soft moans coming from his own throat. "That's it," Ed was saying. "Yes, yes." Colin crawled down the bed and wrapped his mouth around Jonny's cock. With a small cry and a shudder, Jonny was coming into Colin mouth.
Colin raised himself up and pulled Ed closer to him, locking their lips together.
And as Ed tasted Jonny from Colin's mouth, he too came.
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