Connor was about to turn 18 when his dad decided it would be a good time to marry his girlfriend, Laurelle, and move into a house with her and her son Troye, who was roughly 16 and a half.
Connor was fairly indifferent about the situation. He loved his dad, and of course wanted him to be happy. Not to mention this was his last year at home before moving out to college.
One little thing: Connor had not yet met Laurelle or her son Troye. He had heard great things about them both from his father, but always had a schedule too busy with swimming and track to find a time to meet them.
His soon-to-be stepfamily would be joining them for dinner that night, though, and Connor was very excited to finally meet them.
When the doorbell rang at 6:30 P.M., Connor was scrolling through Instagram on his phone, sat on the couch wearing grey joggers and a thin blue t-shirt. He saw no point in dressing up for the dinner, since his father had mentioned they were quite the laid back pair.
Connors father, Peter, opened the door and told Connor to come greet Laurelle and Troye.
"Coming! Sorry, I lost track of the time," Connor politely said while walking down the stairs. When he got to the front entrance, he shook Laurelle's hand, then Troye's.
Yes, Connor had sort of checked out Troye when he was walking up towards him, but being that close to him was a different story.
For a 16-year-old, he sure was grown.
Connor saw his curly hair, his blue, blue eyes, his nose piercing that made him about 100% more attractive, his lips, his colorful tie dye t-shirt, light ripped jeans, and converse and thought to himself, "what the fuck, he's hot."
They all walked into the kitchen and sat down at the table.
"So Connor, tell us about yourself! Troye's been wondering about you for a while!"
Connor grinned and said, "there's not a whole lot to wonder about. I spend most of my time on the swim team, but I'm on track too. I got a swimming scholarship to UNC, which was my number one choice school choice." He sees Troye's smile grow wider and wider as he speaks. "I uh... I also really enjoy photography... But it's just a hobby."
"Connor, you're much more interesting than you let on. Funny, Troye has been modeling since he was 3, isn't that right, Troye?" Connor sees him nod and blush. Light pink cheeks is a good look for the kid. "You should use Troye as a model for your photographs sometime, have some fun together!"
"I would love that." Connor smirked at Troye. "I haven't gotten out to take many pictures lately."
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Today was the day Troye and his mom were moving into the house. It was a week after the dinner, and Connor was ready to see Troye again.
He walked up the driveway and a short green shirt that resembled a crop top, and the same ripped jeans and converse.
Connor and Peter helped Laurelle and Troye move the boxes inside the large 3-story house. Troye's room was the spare bedroom across the hall from Connor on the second floor. They had to share a bathroom, but it could have been worse.
"Do you want any help with that? Connor said standing in the doorway of Troye's bedroom. Troye was getting his bed and shelves set up, trying to do some sort of circus act of making the bed while simultaneously stacking he books in the shelves.
"Uh, yes, that'd be great," Troye replied in his Australian accent.
Connor took over making the bed while Troye stacked the books.
Connor also kept sneaking looks at Troye's cute ass bending over the shelves.
Connor also kept wondering if Troye was a virgin.
Connor also kept wondering if Troye was gay.
Connor was pretty sure Troye was gay.
"Hey once you're finished with that, would you mind helping me fin-" Troye turned around to see Connor staring very indiscreetly at his ass. He blushed.
Connor, being the confident (and horny) 18-year-old he was didn't look ashamed or embarrassed for being caught. Instead, he walked closer towards Troye and asked very quietly, "wanna take those pictures now?"
•••
They ended up in Connors room, on the bed, beneath the tapestry, looking at the pictures Connor had taken just an hour or so ago outside. They were wonderful.
"Connor, I don't know how you do it, but you make an instance so simple turn into something magnificent and beautiful. That's real skill," Troye said, his voice full of admiration.
"Half the reason for that is because you're gorgeous. You couldn't take a bad picture even if you tried."
"Wow. Uhum, thank you," Troye said bashfully, but ever so slightly scooting closer to Connor on the bed.
"In other words, your fucking hot."
And that was it, that's what it took for Troye to move on top of Connor and tell him to stop with the compliments and kiss him. And not surprisingly, Connor was more than happy to oblige.
"Honestly, I've thought about fucking you since we met," Connor told him.
"Honestly, I've thought about you fucking me since we met. I even masturbated once because of it," Troye got out through the tongues and lips.
"But you're only 16, Troye, you're sure about this?"
"Yeah. Sometimes you just have a gut feeling when something is a good idea. I know I want this," Troye said between deep breaths.
Connor dragged his tongue across Troye's bottom lip, then started licking at Troye's tongue before sucking it in his mouth slowly. He took off his shirt and then nudged Troye to take off his.
"Fuck. Fuck connor, you're fit." Connor answered by kissing his mouth a total of 4 more times before climbing on top of Troye while they both kicked their pants off.
"Troye, your briefs have cute little hearts on them, oh my god you're the cutest thing I've ever seen," he said while palming at Troye's half-hard dick. He looked into Troye's bright eyes before pulling down his briefs all the way, exposing Troy's crotch. After pulling his own briefs down and getting his handy dandy lube from under the bed, he slowly started fingering Troye's hole, adding a finger every minute or so.
"AHHH! CONNOR, Connor that's it that's fucking it. Please get your cock and fuck me the right way."
How can Connor say no to that?
After lubing up his dick, he took one glance at Troye's hole and slowly immersed himself in Troye's heat, filling Troye up in the best way, the way they both wanted. Connor sped up until he reached he most pleasurable pace for them both, and literally had Troye screaming his name for about 30 seconds before Troye's words god jumbled and he came over his own stomach. Connor opened his previously closed eyes to see the cum spilled over Troye, and got himself to release inside of Troye soon after.
The both of them finally stated to breath more normally, and Connor lay down next to Troye while grasping his arm.
"Connor, that was the best thing that's ever happened to me."
Connor stood up to go back to his room, but not before winking as he said, "I'll be right across the hall whenever you need me."
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Welp this is my first fanfiction ever. SILENT READERS, LET YOUR VOICE BE HEARD. haha jk there basically aren't any readers, never mind the silent ones <3 but you're cool if you are reading this.
