"Shite, don't you ever look where you're going?" the boy muttered, picking up his bag and its spilled contents. Levi mumbled an apology, going to bend down and help him when he ended up banging his head against the other boys. "Fuck!" The boy held his head, cringing. "Why not do me a favor and not help me, all right?
Levi opened his mouth to say something and the other boy just shook his head. "No. Stop. I'm likely to get killed next." He got to his feet, snatched his bag, and made his way down the stairs. Levi stood there, sighing to himself, not realizing that was his first meeting with Caiden Stofliars. A boy that would forever change him.
The second time he met him was just as disastrous. He was walking with his newly poured cup of coffee and trying to balance a tray in his arms when he knocked into the same boy and the coffee splashed all over the front of his shirt. "Bloody fuck! Are you a walking apocalypse or what?" the boy exclaimed, grimacing as he tried to blot at his clothes.
"I.."
"Yeah, I know. You're sorry. Shite..." The boy glared at him as he gave up trying to clean himself.
"Give me yer hoodie."
"H-Huh?"
"It's the least you can do. Hand it over." Levi swallowed and set down his tray, tugging off his hoodie and handing it over. The boy yanked it on and nodded to himself. "Right. Well, you'll be lucky if you get this back. Later, klutz." Levi watched after the boy, shaking his head in disbelief.
By the third time he saw him, Levi knew to avoid him altogether. He made sure he kept a safe distance. But this time the boy came over to him and plopped down on top of the table right in front of him.
"So klutz, you have a real name?"
"Erm...Levi."
The boy nodded. "Many boys get to yell that name?"
"What?! "
The boy smirked. "That answers my question right there. Name's Caiden. Nice to meet you when you aren't giving me a concussion and scalding me with hot coffee. If I didn't know better I'd say you had it in for me." Caiden smirked.
"I don't have it in for you. I don't even know you."
"Yeah,when's that stopped anyone before?" Caiden plucked a crisp off Levi's tray and popped it into his mouth. "So...besides bringing chaos to the lives of unsuspecting boys, what else do you do, Levi?" Levi scowled a little. This bloke was a trip.
"I'm an art major, thank you."
"Ah, an artsy fag then?" Levi's eyes widened.
"Excuse me?!" Caiden snickered. "Like you hide it well. I saw you checking out my package when I put on yer hoodie." He laughed and sat down now across from him.
Levi clenched his jaw, going back to eating his sandwich. As he was about to take a drink of water, Caiden came out with, "So, you swallow when you give other bloke's head?" Levi spit the water out across the table and Caiden just got out of the way in time. His grin was spread from ear to ear. "I take that as another yes."
Levi wiped his mouth. "What is wrong with you?" he hissed. "Were you dropped on your head as a baby?" "Several times." Caiden nodded, smirking now. Levi shook his head and tried to concentrate on his lunch. He had a mouthful of food for Caiden's next question. "You ever give rim jobs? They're quite pleasant ye know? Send pleasant shivers down the spine." Levi choked on the bite of food an sat there gasping for breath when he finally managed to swallow.
"Are you trying to make a fool out of me?" Caiden shrugged a bit. "I'm just asking honest questions. Can't help it you're too stuck-up. Maybe you just need a right good fuck to loosen you up. I volunteer!" Caiden put his hand into the air, snickering. Levi stared at him, wide-eyed. "What?!" "You just said you wanted to fuck me." "Yeah...and I'll say it again...hold please." He got up on top of the table. "AHEM! Everyone...I just told this bloke here I wanted to fuck him! Good day!" Levi's mouth dropped open as he tugged Caiden down off the table. "Whyyy, did you just do that?" "Because I could."
"You're insane. You are bloody fucking INSANE."
"Maybe so...but I haven't been certified yet, so I get out on the weekends." Caiden giggled and propped his elbows up on the table.
"What, am I not cute enough for you? Or am I too straightforward? I mean...I give good head...I give good rim jobs...I can put your legs over my shoulders and fuck you till the sun comes up." He nodded again, smiling wide. "I'm an all around good fuck. So why is it we're still sitting here talking about my sanity?"
Levi just looked at Caiden for a long moment. "You want to fuck me?"
"Or you can fuck me. Whatever your choice is. I'm a good bottom. I play along well." Caiden winked.
"Do you realize you're practically propositioning me?" Caiden tapped his chin a bit. "Nope. That would include money. And Levi..." Caiden looked him up and down. "I'd fuck you for free."
Levi got up from the table and Caiden followed. "So can I take that as a-" Levi cut him off with a quick, searing kiss. "Yes." He nodded and walked away, Caiden left raising his brows and licking over his lips for a second. "Mmm..tasty." He scampered after Levi and bumped his hip. "Soo, my lover for today...you letting me fuck you in that porsche of yours? Or you actually gonna take me home?"
Levi sighed. "Does it much matter where it happens? You're the one that initiated this, remember?"
"Right. So Porsche it is. Always wanted to fuck in a fancy car. Am I the first that's gonna christen it?"
Levi rolled his eyes. "Yes..."
"Cool. Now I feel special." Caiden snorted and snatched Levi's keys from him, sauntering over to Levi's car. Levi watched him for a moment, wondering just what in the world he was about to let happen, and more importantly, why?
Caiden unlocked the car and got into the backseat, propping himself up on his elbows. Levi took a breath, dumping his bag in the front seat, then got in the back as well. "So, you wanna face me? Or you a one the hands and knees type of bloke?" Levi's brows rose into his hairline.
"I...I don't know..." Caiden snorted again.
"Can't be that hard to figure out...you more often looking at the other bloke's face when he's slamming you? Or you staring at the bed as he pounds you into it?" Levi gulped.
"I...er... the first one..." Caiden nodded. "Thought so. You're an intimate. All right then. On your back, mister." Levi tentatively laid down and Caiden crawled over him. "This is gonna be fun."
"Yeah. Yeah. Stop patronizing me and just get to it." Caiden smirked at Levi's newly affected bluntness.
"Well then...I won't if you're going to act like that." Levi pulled Caiden down by the collar of his shirt.
"You've got me in the backseat of my bloody car, so take me already." Caiden bit at his bottom lip in response and started to pull at his belt. Levi let him, laying back and watching him in silent amusement.
When his pants were off, Caiden made quick work of his boxers too, till Levi was half-naked underneath him. "Ooo...I'm liking what I'm seeing. Maybe you should be the one fucking me." Levi swatted his arm and Caiden giggled again. "All right, all right. I'll do the fucking...this time." He pushed Levi's legs apart and leaned down a bit, and before Levi knew it, Caiden's tongue was flitting across his entrance and a moan fell past his lips.
Levi's head fell back as he took in the feel of Caiden's tongue probing at him, deeper inside each time. His fingers tangled in Caiden's hair as he arched up his hips a nd Caiden pushed them right back down again. "Easy Levi...be a good boy now and stay still." Levi heard Caiden snicker. They were close to having sex and he was still able to laugh at him. What an arse.