40. NIGHTWALKER

I rode on that wave of happiness Timothy's smile gave for the rest of the day and even part of the night. When I lay in bed that night all I could think of was that smirk.

And I wanted to tell myself to ignore him and ignore it and just go to sleep but it had become ritual to go to the source of my sleepless nights and this night was no exception.

I tiptoed through the dark hallway of the sleeping house.

I opened Timothy's door and was surprised to find him sitting up on his bed. For once I wasn't the only nightwalker.

T was wearing a light gray band tee with a huge black zip hoodie and black shorts.

"Can't sleep?" I asked.

T shook his head. "I've been thinking all night." He mumbled.

"About me?"

He nodded.

"And?"

T stared at the bed. "I'm still up." He shrugged. "Haven't figured it out yet."

"Figured what out?" I closed the door.

After a long silence T shrugged. "You." Was all he said.

I didn't know what to say to that. He knew everything now. What else could I explain? If anything I was the one waiting on an explanation from him.

I sat on his bed. T watched me. Presumably. I couldn't see his eyes through the curtain of his bangs.

I tried to comb his hair back but it moved right back in front of his eyes.

"You should cut your hair." I said.

"This is why I never wear it flat."

"Oh, it's not flat." I laughed. "Just wish I could see your eyes. You like to hide, don't you?"

T chuckled lightly and pulled up his hood.

I laughed a little.

I cleared my throat. "I'm here on official business."

"Oh really? Did I do something wrong?" T said playfully. He took off his hood and brushed his hair aside. I caught a glimpse of his eye.

"We need to talk about our kiss. You kissed me.."

"I kissed you?" T smiled.

"Yes." I nodded. "You kissed me and you shouldn't have done that."

"Why not?" T asked.

"Cause I'm not gay."

T raised his eyebrows.

"So you should keep your lips to your-"

Timothy pressed his lips against mine, giving me the shock of my life. He watched me for a moment.

I was so confused. Where the hell did this come from?

"What the hell?" I breathed.

Timothy kept staring at my lips.

I frowned, entirely confused now.

"Why did you push me towards Allie if.."

"I just wanted you to be happy." T whispered. His eyes flicking from mine to my lips.

"What if I said that you make me happy?" I said truthfully.

I saw a twinkle in Timothy's eyes. He looked touched.

He leaned back in and kissed me again.

I pushed aside my feelings of shock and kissed him back.

He held his hands on my shoulders. It didn't take him long to deepen the kiss. I felt instant chills on my arms. Timothy leaned forward and sat on my lap. I grabbed his thighs and pulled him closer.

I had no idea what any of it meant. I was so fucking confused but come on. I was a teenage guy getting to kiss his crush. I wasn't about to break this off for a dumb ass explanation. If anything, this could be a one off thing and if it was I wanted to get as much out of it as I could.

Timothy moaned when I grabbed his ass. He didn't pull away. We just kept making out. He started gently biting my lip. I was sent into ecstasy. There was absolutely nothing like it.

I ran my hands under his shirt. I remembered the dimples in his back that always drove me crazy and I wished we could go further. Could we?

I pulled Timothy's shirt up, slowly, just to make sure he wanted that.

"What's going on?" Timothy whispered, sending another wave of tingles down my spine.

"I-" My voice cracked.

T laughed at me.

"Shut up." I chuckled. "I just wanted to make sure you wanted to.."

"Wanted to..?"

"Come on, you know what I mean." I whispered.

Timothy started kissing my neck. "..You mean sex?"

I swear to you, I shivered. Then I nodded.

"I'm not sure.. It's pretty late." Timothy whispered as he pulled away from my neck.

It was sad but I actually felt desperate. What if this didn't happen right now? Then what?! Was I just supposed to rub one off and pretend that would satisfy me after this?!

"What about Allie?" Timothy whispered.

"I don't like her either way. You're not gonna break or spare her heart because I would never date her."

T still looked conflicted.

"If anything I'd probably find someone else off like.. craigslist and then both of us won't get what we want."

T chuckled at that. "Craigslist?"

"Handsome quarterback looking for cute emo with unnaturally blonde hair and big blue eyes. And a nice ass."

Timothy laughed again. I felt that hope rise in me.

I rubbed Timothy's thigh. He ran his hands over my head. I could see the desire clouding up his eyes.

Then he suddenly pulled away and stood up. I was worried he'd put an end to it but then he smirked at me and started playing with the cords on his shorts. Then he took off his hoodie.

"You can see if it fits." He said, a playful smirk on his lips.

My mouth had to have dropped a little. That prissy shy little emo boy had a lot more to say than I'd anticipated. He had a pretty dirty mouth for someone with such innocent eyes.

"Are you drunk or something?" I asked to be sure.

Timothy chuckled. "No. I just figured I've done enough thinking for one day."

"Smart move." I smirked as I took off my clothes.

Holy shit, this was really happening.

// Sorry to disturb you. This chapter takes place in the future when both characters are adults. \\

T stood across from me and as I dropped my pants his eyebrows raised just like when we were at camp.

"Did you forget?"

"I forgot.. just a few inches of it."

We chuckled and headed to the bed. Timothy took off his shirt so he was only wearing his shorts now.

"Here." Timothy handed me a bottle. I squinted to read the label. Lube?

He chuckled upon seeing my expression. "Just.. in case you wanna keep me alive."

I laughed a little too loud. Timothy covered my mouth.

"Shh, my dad."

I nodded frantically and gulped. I grabbed T by his waist. I enjoyed the touch of his skin as I ran my hands up and down his back.

I looked down at T's shorts. "May I do the honors?" I asked.

Timothy blushed and nodded. He covered his mouth with his hand.

His shyness was so selective it was honestly dizzying. And incredibly arousing.

I pulled his pants down and gulped. I had never been turned on by a naked man before.

Oh well. There's a first time for everything. I just silently stared at his gentle physique, eyeing him from head to toe again and again.

T turned his head away and covered his torso with his hand.

"No, hey.." I pulled his arm away. "I.. I'm just admiring."

T looked somewhat unsure.

"Seriously I.. I've never seen someone like this- I mean, a guy. Like this. And I am just.."

I was so flustered. That was another first.

"Turn around?" I said, my voice hoarse.

T silently spun around on his heels.

I gulped again. The venus dimples on his back were like a sign directing me straight to his perfect ass. I bit my lip. My patience was gone. If I didn't do anything fast I was going to explode.

I wrapped my arms around Timothy from behind. "Get on the bed." I whispered.

Timothy obediently crawled on the bed. He looked back at me shyly. "Like this?"

I nodded. "Yes."

He was on hands and knees and based on what I'd seen from the front of him, he was more than ready.

I grabbed the lube and coated my length.

I grabbed Timothy's hips and started going in.

"Josh. Slower, please!" He moaned.

I felt like I was going slow.

"Sorry." I whispered.

T was clutching the bed sheets.

I pushed myself into him slowly but it was still difficult. Maybe he was nervous but it all felt too tight.

I remembered something then.

Timothy gasped as I ran my hand over his stomach, slowly making my way up to his nipples.

"Ah..." Timothy moaned. I could feel him relax.

When I reached his nipple he moaned again. His head dropped a little bit. I ran my hand over his sweet spot. Every sound he made was musical and arousing. Soon it almost became easy to work my way in.

By the end his face was in the pillow and he was arching his back, moaning excitedly at every pulse I made.

"Shh, keep it down will ya?" I whispered.

"I'm try- trying-"

I thrust into him again and I knew he felt that one. I covered his mouth and he moaned into my hand.

I slid my hand down his stomach to see if he came. Which in fact he did.

I smirked and stopped holding back and came too.

I bit my lip so I wouldn't make a sound.

I shivered and lay next to Timothy.

Honestly? That was the best sex I've ever had. I stared up at the ceiling in shock.

Timothy leaned up on his elbows. He glanced at me. He seemed to be waiting for a response of sorts. A review.

I nodded. "Sweet ass, bro."

He chuckled. "Thanks, man." He said playfully.

I smiled and pulled him on top of me. Our mouths met again but then we both froze when we heard footsteps in the hallway.

Timothy's mouth fell open.

I gulped nervously and waited. Then the footsteps disappeared down the stairs and we sighed of relief.

Timothy sat up. "Okay, go."

"'Okay, go'? How cold are you?"

"Do you want my dad to know?"

"I'm sure he'd be happy."

"It's not funny. Please. If he-"

I kissed Timothy again and he sighed lustfully, giving in quickly.

Then I pulled away and got dressed.

He watched me as I did.

"Think you'll be able to walk tomorrow?" I smirked.

Timothy blushed and looked at the sheets. Then he shook his head.

I smiled and ran out the room.

A/N

I know yall didn't see that one coming muhaha ;3

I will also say I usually hate writing sex scenes but this one was so fun :D

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