Fun, Young Hearts

Midnight Adventures Part Three.

Ryans pov

I woke up in complete darkness, the headlights of passing cars light up my surroundings every now and then but not often enough. It takes me a moment to realise where I am and to realise that Brendon isn't in the car. I look in the wing mirrors and then stick my head out of the window to see if I could see him but he's not in sight. I remember the sound of the door slamming shut woke me up so I don't start to panic! yet. I roll my window back up and wait, could be a bathroom break, we've been driving for a while, it is 3am. I'm fighting to stay awake for the next ten minutes,wondering where Brendon is, I'm starting to get worried. I stare out my window trying to see atleast something. The driver side door flings open and I jump out of my skin, for a split second my heart sank but atleast I'm wide awake now.

"Hey look who's awake" he sounds tired himself.

"Where'd you go?"

"There's toilets around the corner"

"You were gone ages"

"There's a map on the wall in there, there's a place just off road we can sleep"

"What like a motel?"

"Yeah, I think so, you don't sound to pleased?"

"I jus- I, a motel? Really?"

"Sorry, Mr Private School, is it two low class for you?" He sounds a bit snarky, like I offended him,he must be tired.

"No I- I mean, I- I've heard bad things an- I've uh I've never stayed in one before"

"It might not be all gold spoons, caviar and hundred dollar bills for breakfast, but it has a bed and that's all that counts, if your worried about, I don't know, catching something or no room service you can sleep in the car" I look down at my hands as he's  belittling me with his words.

"... why, why are you getting mad at me?" I see him look and quickly observe my posture, he puts one hand on my shoulder.

"I'm,  I'm sorry kid, I'm just tired" he always sounds so sincere when apologising, making it easy to forgive him.

"It's okay, long day I guess"

"Yeah... long day"

"Hundred dollar bills for breakfast really? What kind of rich people do you know?" I try to joke with him, he hasn't smiled since I woke up and it's making me uncomfortable. A smile grows on his face and he let's out a small scoff.

"I don't know man, I'm really really tired" he let's out a little laugh. We pull up to the parking lot of a motel, it looks a little run down but it's not as bad as I was expecting, just a little dark. Brendon runs in to get us a room, I wait in the car. My eyes are fixed on the red neon sign flickering above the Reception, then I see Brendon walking out, waving some keys, I drag myself out of the car and run up to him. We walk close, around the corner to the end room, he unlocks the door and switches on the light, closing and locking the door behind him.

"It's not too bad" he tells me, flopping onto the double bed that takes up most of the room.

"My bathroom is bigger than this room" there's enough room for one person to walk around the bed at a time, same goes for the bathroom, it's literally a toilet with a door infront of it. Brendon scoffs at my words, kicking his shoes off and laying with his hands behind his head. I stand and debate climbing into the covers or not, are they clean? I don't know and it's weird. I got lost in debate with myself I didn't realise Brendon had moved and was sitting on the edge of the bed infront of me, not until he placed his hands on my hips, pulling on them slightly.

"I know it's not the nicest place in the world but, this is not where I'm taking you, the surprise is really good" I put my hands on his shoulders, he lifts up my shirt and kisses my hips, just above my belt. His lips are wet, cold, it feels soothing, pleasing, I let out a quiet moan. His hands trail down lower, squeezing both cheeks, pulling me closer, I run my hands through his soft dark hair, tugging slightly. He heads for my belt, un-fastens it and pulls down my jeans, taking my underwear with them. A smile grows on his face before his mouth connects with my skin again, lower than before, wetter than before. The more south his mouth goes, the harder I become.

I push him onto the bed, slide off his jeans and boxers before climbing on top of him, biting and sucking every inch of his torso. I stroke the inside of his thigh, lightly with two fingers, Brendon let's out a pleasing small laugh with his moan. I move my fingers up, slipping them into him, he's breathing gets heavy. His moans get louder with every movement of my fingers. His nails bury into my skin as I slide a third finger into him. He's saying my name, it sound so good, him saying it the way he is, it's enough to get me off, but not tonight. "I think...  I'm ready to uh.. oh god I'm... Ryan" he let's out, taking deep breaths and groaning inbetween a few words.

I pull my fingers out of him and climb off whilst he gets on all fours. The friction of skin against skin felt so good, we've never gotten this far before. I get on my knees behind the older boy, bracing onto his hips before thrusting into him. The first I time I do I notice his hands clench, his fingernails digging into the duvet and mine into his skin, I carry on thrusting. My heart rate escalates, as does the speed of my hips, pounding him harder and harder. There's nothing but the sounds of our moans, they sound desperate, full of pain and pleasure. My hands have made my way up his back to his hair, which I have a tight grip on, my pulls have gotten stronger as I get close to finishing. All at once my muscles relax, I release into Brendon, my grip on his hair loosens and I let out one last moan.

I lay on the bed, my legs feel like jelly, my stomach is acidic and feel a little nauseous but it doesn't last long, I forget about it as I watch brendon throw the duvet off the bed and grab a blanket.

"What are you doing its freezing?" Must be the sweat drying on my skin, like when you go swimming and you get out the pool and it's cold, sort of the same thing.

"I came like all over that duvet man, I am not sleeping in it"

"Thankyou for putting that politely Brendon jeez" we both laugh. He lays down next to me, staring at the ceiling. His face looks serious for a few seconds before a smile grows on his face. "What are you thinking?" I ask him, I'm curious.

"We'll... you're an atheist right?"

"How'd you know that?"

"I assist in your Religious Education class"

"True, but what's that gotta do with anything? Where are you going with this?"

"It's funny that... Considering your an atheist, you said 'oh god' quite alot during" I roll my eyes.

"It's um, I don't really know, why I say that" he laughs at me. "You're a strange person Brendon, a very strange person" he smiles at me, I turn to my side, wrapping up in the blanket and quickly drifting off.

These three chapters took forever to write, oh my god! I split this into three chapters because it was too long for one or two chapters. Questions still Un answered, where is Brendon taking Ryan?, will they become more to each other?, keep reading to find out!

Thankyou so much for reading!! <3
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