Page 25 of If I Were To Die


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“We’ll be quiet,” Kaj coaxed. “Please?”

The logical side of his brain told Noah this was a bad idea, but who was he trying to convince? He’d lost control of the steering wheel the moment their lips touched for the first time. And this guy begging now? Goodbye, rational thinking.

Noah grabbed his face and smashed their mouths together. Their tongues rolled as they changed angles and fondled each other. Kaj walked him back toward the bed without pulling away, not even once, because breathing wasn’t that important. His scent, warmth, and urgency were overwhelming. His hardening cock pressed against Noah’s hip, distracting him. It summoned all the blood in his body, sending it south so fast he felt lightheaded.

Noah’s legs bumped on the side of the bed, and he lost balance. As he fell, Kaj followed him, letting out a full-chested laugh that vibrated between them when their bodies crashed. It actually hurt, but that sound... It felt like freedom.

Since the day Kaj had defended Noah four years ago, before they had even been properly introduced, Noah knew that he could trust him. That being with Kaj would always be safe. That he would never let him down.

Suddenly, all the worries eating at him before were lifted. Self-consciousness vanished. And there, in the shelter of his touch, Noah felt an onslaught of emotions that dragged him deep into the abyss of desire. He didn’t hesitate anymore.

They ripped each other’s clothes off piece by piece, and soon they were lying on his bed, completely naked. They stared, panted, and stared some more. The world could have exploded, and they wouldn’t have even noticed.

“Holy shit...” Noah breathed out as a horde of butterflies fluttered in his stomach and balls.

He’d seen Kaj naked countless times. He had feltitbefore. But looking at his hard cock right now, it was bigger than he thought.

“Yeah.” A smug grin splayed across Kaj’s face. “You’re not so bad yourself.” He reached for him, caressing his tip and making him twitch all over.

“Fuck.”

“Can I jerk you off?”

Noah chuckled nervously. “Why do you even ask? I thought that’s what we were here for.”

“I know, but Dad says consent is as important as condoms.”

“He gave youthe talktoo, huh?”

“Mm-hmm…” Kaj massaged Noah’s abdomen, hungrily looking at his cock. “So, can I?”

“Please.”

No more words were shared after that. Kaj wrapped his fist around Noah and moved it up and down. He thought he would combust on the spot, becoming a fireball and falling into ashes around his friend.

Kaj stroked him tentatively, as if he were trying to figure out what he liked. Then their mouths found each other again. A couple minutes later, his hand moved faster, finding a rhythm that pushed Noah closer and closer to the edge. He struggled to keep his voice down while his heart threatened to break through his ribs, but he didn’t mind. Kaj made him feel like he could fly.

Too bad it didn’t last long.

Barely a few seconds after Kaj sped up, Noah was coming undone, shooting white loads over his stomach. It dribbled down his friend’s knuckles, and, for some odd reason, he wanted to lick him clean. He didn’t, though. That would have been weird.

Without missing a beat, Kaj began wanking himself, eyes boring into Noah’s as he did. He planted a soft yet determined kiss on his lips, lingering there as a moan resonated in his throat. Floating in this dazzling atmosphere, haunted by the soundsthey were making and the temperature soaring around them, Noah’s palm joined Kaj’s frantic movement.

He gasped in surprise, freezing for a moment before he let go, allowing Noah to take charge. He was soft and hot. It felt weird to touch someone else like this, but since he was a boy, it was easier to know how to go about it than if he were with a girl. Even if everyone experienced things differently, a cock was a cock.

A few more strokes, a twist of the wrist, and Kaj’s orgasm hit. He trembled, biting on Noah’s bottom lip to restrain his moans.

They stayed there, looking up, for several minutes, maybe hours, breathing in silence until their pulses steadied. Noah grimaced at the chipped paint on the ceiling. It was half-covered by the oversized Motörhead banner, but it still needed to be fixed. At least it hadn’t fallen on them.

Disjointed random thoughts took over everything else as Noah sank deeper into this strange, peaceful euphoria. He felt vulnerable, but also stronger, and somehow more connected to Kaj than ever before. He looked at him, and as if he could hear the voice in his head, Kaj turned toward him, smiling lazily. Then they kissed, soft and slow. They snuggled up in bed, caressing each other, enjoying the moment.

Soon enough, though, they were ready for more.

The next morning, they acted like they always did in front of Trine, joking and laughing, sprawled on the couch with some anime in the background. She watched them intently, but if she knew something, she didn’t say. The waffles did the trick, which was fine with Noah.

Days passed with Kaj spending more time at the Sørensens’ than at his own house. He’d said it felt crowded there withso many people since Jesper’s grandparents were visiting for Christmas.

Noah was too smitten to complain. Once they went back to their normal routines, there wouldn’t be so much time to be together. Now, with Val in Copenhagen and Theo in the Alps with his dad, they could fool around for as long as they wanted. Trine working most mornings and some afternoons only made it easier.