Tell no one. [peterick AU]

Chapter 10: the hour

*a/n*
¡!SMUT WARNING!¡
Carry on you little fuckers.

~Pete~
School was hell. The 'Royals' were blaming Patrick for all the fighting. It was really all Madi's fault. She's the one who pushed Patrick out the window. She was now suspended. But without her, the royals turned to the riot. All under the teachers knowledge though. Spencer broke up with his girlfriend. She didn't want to leave her friends. She wanted Spencer to come with her. But that never happened. I guess Tya had friends outside of Andy and Joe. Who were now hanging with us. One big group of closeted gay. Some of us more obvious than others. "Homecoming. This Friday" said Spencer as I walked up. "I know. My parents are cool with it. You guys can also crash at my place too. So don't worry about whatever curfew your parents were planning on giving you" said Patrick. "Dude, your parents are seriously cool with having nine of us stay over?" Asked Ryan. "Yup. Trust me. I made sure of it" said Patrick. "So it's settled? We're meeting at Patrick's at five?" Said Andy. "Yup" he said. "Everyone be ready when you show up. My mom said she's gonna take pictures." Said Patrick. "Great. The last thing we need is photo proof of this night." Said Gerard. "Next question, who's driving? There's ten of us" said Frank. "My dad said he'll borrow the company van for the weekend. It seats 15" said Patrick. "Wow. It's official. Patrick's parents are the coolest parents ever" said Mikey. Soon the bell was ringing and everyone made their way inside the school. Most of the days were uneventful. A few fights broke out, but nothing too serious. But by Wednesday, I found myself in the principals office. "Tya, do you want to explain what happened to the principal" said our teacher, Mr. Lawrence. "I punched Pete in the face for stealing my friends and my boyfriend" she said. I kept an ice pack on my face to keep the swelling down. "I didn't 'steal' them. Joe and Andy just started hanging out with us, and Spencer wanted to stay with his friends." I said. "Whatever. I don't want to be part of your little homo tribe" she said. "Miss Evans, that's enough" said the principal. "What? They're all gay. Everyone knows it too. You all just make out in the back room at parties" said Tya. "We're not all gay" I said defensively. "Oh yeah? Who's not gay?" She asked. "I'm not. Spencer's not. Patrick's not. Ray's not. Mikey's not. Frank's not. Gerard's not. Joe's not. Andy's not. And Brendon wasn't" I said. She laughed. "Oh please. Brendon was the gayest out of you all. Always hanging off his boy toy whenever he's in town" she said. "ENOUGH!" Yelled the principal. "Tya Evans, you now have in school suspension. And no Homecoming. Peter Wentz, you're free to go" said the principal. Patrick was waiting for me outside. "How you feeling?" He asked. "Could be worse. Could be Tya." I said. He gave me a smile as we started walking towards the gates. We started walking to my house. "What are you wearing to homecoming?" He asked. "I'll show you when we get to my house" I said. "Who said I was going to your house?" He asked. "I got beat up. You're not gonna come comfort me?" I asked. He pulled my arm so I was facing him. He touched my eye lightly. "Doesn't look like it's gonna bruise too bad. With a bit of makeup, no one will notice" he said rubbing my cheek. "Let's get some ice on it, before it gets any worse" he said. I wished he didn't pull his hand away. He started up the stairs and I followed close behind. "I'll get some ice. I'll meet you upstairs" he said. I ran upstairs. "Peter, is that you?" I heard my mother. "Yeah. Patrick's downstairs." I yelled back.

~Patrick~
I opened up the freezer to get an ice pack. "What's that for Patrick?" Asked Petes mom. "I hurt my hand at school" I said putting the icepack on my hand. I hated lying to people, but she would freak if she heard that Pete got hit at school. "Ok. Tell Peter that dinner is at six. You're welcome to stay" she said. "Thank you. But I have family dinner at five" I said. "Ok. Hope your hand feels better" she said as I walked up the stairs. I made my way to Petes room. When I walked in he locked the door behind me. "Here. Ice your eye. Don't need you having a giant bruise on your face for homecoming" I said. He put it on his face, taking a seat on his bed. I sat down next to him and grabbed his hand, leaning my head on his shoulder. "Do you know what today is?" He asked me. "No. What's today?" I asked. "Even though we had been dating for longer than this, today is exactly one month since you admitted to being my boyfriend" he said. "Didn't 'admit' it to anyone" I said defensively. "To me. I asked you what you were to me, and you said you were my boyfriend. It was a milestone" he said. "A milestone? You make it sound like we're in a public relationship or something" I said jokingly. "Just because it isn't public, doesn't mean it isn't real" he said looking into my eyes. I got lost in his, well, his one eye. The other was covered with the icepack. I pulled his hand down from his face, and he dropped the icepack to the floor. I pushed some of his hair out of his face lightly. He gave me a slight smile. "Tell me this isn't real" he said slowly starting to come closer to me. I could feel his breath on my lips. "It is. I'm real. You're real. We're real" I said closing the gap. He grabbed me tight at the waist pulling me close. His kisses were sweet, and I'd do anything to get them more often. He pulled me into his lap so we weren't at such an awkward angle. I felt his breathing get irregular. "Loosen your tie. You're gonna suffocate yourself" I said. "I'm afraid if I loosen that, other things might get loosened too" he said. I pulled at his tie, undoing it all the way and throwing it to the floor. "Now you don't have to deal with it" I said between kisses. He pulled my tie off too, undoing the first button of my shirt while doing so. "Playing that game, huh?" I said un tucking his shirt from his pants. "I don't know, are we?" He said undoing the next two buttons on my shirt. "I guess we are" I said. As we continued to make out, we unbuttoned each other's shirts. His hands were on my on my bare waist, grabbing me and pulling me close. I had my arms wrapped around his neck, holding him. His fingers traced my lower back, running up and down. His one hand was much colder than the other because of the icepack. He scooted back so his feet weren't dangling off the edge, and so I didn't have a risk of falling. I started moving my kisses slowly from his lips, but I didn't get far. "Boys! I'm going to the store do you want anything!" I heard Petes mom say from outside the door. Pete and I instantly stopped. She rattled the door handle. "And for gods sake Peter! Why must you always lock this door?" She said. I got off Pete and he ran to the closet to put on a shirt. I grabbed my school jacket to cover up my bare chest. He opened the door. His mom seemed un phased by his change in clothing. "Yeah. Can you get cookies?" He said. "Do you want anything 'Trick?" He asked. "I'm good. Thanks." I said trying to keep my jacket closed. "I'm not getting cookies Peter. Be back in an hour. You're father will be home at 5:30" she said. She walked away. We could hear the door slam, and her car drive off. "That was too close" I said letting go of my jacket, and it falling to the floor. "But in other news, we have an hour all alone. No parents" he said walking back over to me. He pulled me up by the ends of my open shirt. "Yeah. I guess that's good" I said. I put my hands on his hips, slipping my hands under his shirt. He pulled me in all the way, giving me a kiss. Soon I had slipped his shirt from over his head, and he pulled mine off my arms. He started slightly rubbing his hips on mine, and I rubbed back. Then it happened. I got a boner. We had gotten boners around each other before, but it was always the 'we're teenagers and we get random boners' boners. not 'I am sexually aroused right now' boners. I don't think he noticed, because he kept going. I started going a bit harder and faster. Soon, we were full on grinding on each other. What I thought would help the situation in my pants, only made it worse. Soon I was very aroused and didn't know how to fix it. He pulled away for a second to catch his breath. He looked me straight in the eye, biting his lip. I made the mistake of glancing down at my pants. He looked down too, and saw it. His eyes got big. "How long has that been there for?" He asked. "A while..." I said trailing off. I felt myself blush, but my words came out more sexual than embarrassed. "We could stop and wait if you want" he said starting to step away. I grabbed him by the belt loop pulling him back. "It's not that kind" I said taking hold of his waist. There was still a bit of space between us. I could see his face clearly. "Oh." He said slightly surprised, but then it turned to a smirk. "What's your plan?" He asked rubbing my face with his thumb. "I don't know. Part of me thinks that this might be too soon, but the other part wants to keep going because it feels so good." I said. "I didn't know I could do that." He said moving his hand from my cheek to my neck. "Do what?" I asked stopping closer. "Turn you on." He said. "The question is, do you feel the same way?" I asked. "I mean, something about knowing that you're turned on, makes me feel funny down there too. Not the puberty kind. If you get my drift" he said looking down at my crotch. "Does it feel good?" I asked taking a step closer. Now pressed against each other. He didn't have a response. Maybe he didn't know if it felt good or not. Maybe to him it might have felt wrong to feel that way. "Yeah." He finally said. I kissed him again slowly pulling him over to the bed. We fell onto the bed in a pile of exploring hands and lips. Somehow, he ended up on the bottom, as I was kissing down his neck and collarbone. I slowly started kissing down his chest, until I got to the top of his pants. "Wait" he said. I looked up, he was propped up on his elbows. "I've never done this before. I've never even masturbated before because it's so taboo in my family. I don't know what's gonna happen" he said. I crawled back up so I was to his face again. "Do you not want to? Because we don't have to. I don't want to force you into anything" I said. "No I want to. Trust me I do. I'm just nervous because I'm not exactly the expert on how sex works" he said. "I've never done this either." I said. "So what do we do?" He asked. "We just do what feels good, and stop what doesn't. Ok?" I said. "Yeah" he said. I gave him a kiss then made my way down to his pants again. I unbuttoned his pants and instantly heard a sigh of relief. He always wore skinny jeans, so I can't imagine how tight it gets down there when he has a boner. I pulled his boxers down as well. I had never seen his dick before. He definitely seemed a bit nervous. I grabbed his hips and slowly put my lips on his member. Nothing about it to me felt dirty, or wrong, like how other first time stories I'd heard. But more arousing and sexual. Maybe later I would regret it. As I started sucking more, he started bucking his hips slightly. "Ah, wait. Patrick. Ah" he said. I lifted my head from him. "Do you want me to do the same?" He asked. "Like 69?" I asked. "I don't want you to feel left out" he said. "I mean, yeah" I said. Frankly, I was a bit nervous to get completely naked in front of him. Especially because all the lights were on. I got up and laid it down next to him, my face at his crotch. I felt as he un buttoned my pants and pull them down. Along with my boxers. I took steady breaths as I felt him start to move his hand up and down. Oh, it felt so good. Nothing felt wrong. How could it? I soon put my lips back to him. He started to moan quietly. He kept his hand moving, once in a while moving faster than normal. I felt a lump starting to gather in the back of my throat. I felt myself start to moan, and he did too. How couldn't he? I was vibrating his dick. He started going faster, and I felt myself getting close to the edge. "Ah. Patrick. I'm- I'm- I'm so- so close" he said. But I was pushed over the edge first. Him soon following. My mouth filled with the sticky white liquid, I jumped out of bed and spit it into his bedside garbage can. I then laid back down with him. "That felt. Wow" he said. "Wow." I repeated. He grabbed onto my hands kissing my nose.

*a/n*
Wow. I'm in math class rn. But I sit in the back so I can get away with being on my phone. That's right. I write this on my phone. Numbers are the alphabet. What. Idek anymore. I've got big plans for this story. Just wait and see. There's all kinds of stuff going on in my head. I don't want to spoil anything, but I'm pretty sure this is only gonna be the first book. But I also, wait, I just said I wasn't gonna spoil anything. In other news, someone called me a dude. Yes. Non-femininity goal achieved. Okz. Bye!