Kaj’s palm touched his cheek, and his mouth pressed against Noah’s.
It was a chaste kiss that lingered for only a few seconds, but it rattled his entire existence. When Kaj moved away, leaving a few centimeters between them, he’d almost forgotten his name.
“What are you doing?”
“Kissing you?” he deadpanned, sarcasm dripping from his tone.
“I know, but why?” Noah hissed, annoyed that kissing was just a joke to him. “Don’t you like girls?”
Kaj lifted a shoulder, his hand resting on Noah’s neck now. “I do, but I’m also aware that you like me, and you’re my best friend. I was curious.”
“W-what?”
“It’s the way you look at me. I-I think I like it.”
Noah wanted to be buried six feet under, and although he was unsure he’d like the answer to his next question, he asked, “How was it? Is it weird kissing another guy?” He tried adding some humor into it so Kaj wouldn’t notice how flustered he was. Buthe probably wasn’t doing a good job because his jackass of a best friend was smirking.
Kaj cupped Noah’s crotch, startling him. “That was too brief to have an opinion.”
“Oh. Um…” Blood rushed south, leaving no drop for his brain to function properly.
Without asking for permission, Kaj repeated the same bold move from before. This time, however, the fingers of his right hand dug into Noah’s neck, tangling into his hair, while the other rubbed his dick over his underwear.
“Fuck…”
“Feels good, huh?”
For a fraction of a second, they stared into each other’s eyes. Even though it was dark, the light seeping through the window was more than enough to see the way lust took over. Wild heartbeats and eager mouths, that’s all they were.
Grabbing Kaj’s neck, Noah kissed him back. It was clumsy, with teeth crashing and weird angles, tasting like pepperoni and beer, but it was also wet, warm, and exhilarating. Noah had no idea how to do this, so he let Kaj lead, relishing the softness of his lips.
Caught up in a mix of insecurity and ecstasy, Noah moaned when Kaj moved his palm from his cock to his ass, groping him and pulling him closer. He needed more. More friction. More of his skin against him. But he didn’t know how to ask, and his hands seemed frozen on his shoulders, holding on for dear life or something. Good thing his friend had always been great at reading his mind.
He rolled them over, placing himself between Noah’s thighs, and rutted against him. Their lips burned, tongues chasing each other in awkward circles, as the proof of their arousal grew.
Noah didn’t remember ever being this horny when he jerked off, but then again, he’d never done this before. Apparently, itwas a night of firsts. First alcoholic drink after bugging Jesper to death to let them try it—beer didn’t count. Firstrealkiss. And also Noah’s first... whatever this was.
Breathless, they kissed and grinded, unable to find a matching rhythm. But that didn’t seem to bother either of them.
Before he knew it, a sense of pure bliss spread through his body, and Noah was coming in his boxers. He bit down on his lip to repress the moan scratching his throat, shuddering all over. He’d never experienced a high like this in his life. That Kaj was already trembling, too, only added to it.
A few seconds later, Kaj’s movements became sloppy as he sucked on Noah’s neck. Soft moans escaped him, and then it was over.
“Happy fifteenth birthday,” Kaj whispered against Noah’s mouth before rolling off to lie beside him.
A few beats passed while they caught their breath, staring at the ceiling. Noah was so baffled, he didn’t know what to say. Did it feel good for Kaj? Because it definitely did for him. Would he want to do it again? Since when did he like boys? Had he already done this with another guy?
“Stop it.”
“Huh?”
“Overthinking. I can hear the wheels turning in your head.”
“Sorry.”
“Don’t apologize.” He took a deep breath and fell silent. It felt like hours before he spoke again, though it had probably only been a couple minutes. “Did you... like it?”
“Ehm... Y-yeah. It was good,” Noah replied, trying to keep his cool and not look needy. “You?”
