You: The anticipation in Duck's stomach grew with every second he was here. Or maybe it was just the anxiety of sneaking into a bar using a fake ID. No matter how many times he did it, he was still nervous every time. But today, he was here for another reason besides scoring good alcohol for cheap. Yesterday was his eighteenth birthday, and while his family threw him a nice modest party the night before, he was determined to celebrate on his own tonight.

Stranger: Fist closed around a beer bottle, Jeff eyed the kid as he came up to the bar. "Hey, what are you having?" he wasted no time. Jeff saw the nervousness in the kid's face and body language, no amount of bush beating was going to do them any good. "I'll buy, if you wanna talk for a while."

You: Duck was caught off guard at how quickly it had taken to get noticed. His face flushed as he sat, smiling up at the man. "Can I have a Magic Hat? I'm Duck. It's, uh, a nickname." Duck's done his fair share of flirting with many people. Except, all of those people are people who he'll be graduating with in a few months. Having an actual adult talk to him like this was making him nervous. Still, he held his ground.

Stranger: "Yeah, 'f course." Jeff waved down the bartender and relayed the order. "Jeffrey. You can call me Jeff, if you like, though." he looked Duck over. "Trying something new? I'm not here too often, but I think I'd remember a face like yours."

You: Duck breathed out a laugh, shrugging. "Uh, yeah, sorta. I had to drive a ways away to get here, though. Maybe that's why"

Stranger: Jeff nodded, "I'm passing through, too." He sipped at his bottle and nodded at the bartender when he sat down Duck's drink. "This place kinda attracts a certain crowd." Jeff smiled at his own joke.

You: Duck nodded, taking a sip of his drink. "Yesterday was my birthday. I'm lookin' for someone to celebrate with."

Stranger: "Well, happy birthday!" his smile widened and Jeff clapped his back. "Now, I don't wanna pull you away from anyone else, but that sounds like it would be an honor."

You: Duck smiled, sitting up in his seat. "Just outta curiosity, um, how old are you? I know it's rude, but, you know."

Stranger: Jeff shook his head, "No, uh, no, that's just fine, you deserve to know." he peeled down the corner of his beer's label. "Twenty eight. That too old for you? I don't mind if it is. I mean, I do, but I won't throw a fit or anything."

You: Duck shook his head. "No, that's alright. Ten years is- oh, fuck, wait. Shit. Fuck, I mean- Aw, shit." Duck set the bottle down and put his face in his hands, sighing deeply into them.

Stranger: Eyebrows raising, Jeff's eyes flicked up to the bartender. He hadn't heard, thank god. "I see." he mumbled soft. "Hey, Duck, you're fine, I won't tell." he drummed his fingers on the bar. "This is a birthday to celebrate, then, isn't it?"

You: "Yeah, it is. Thanks. I dunno if that's good or bad, but. Glad I'm not getting kicked out. Driving late at night makes me nervous." He picked the beer bottle up again, and took a sip. He was a little off put by Jeff knowing, but that didn't mean he couldn't still keep the act up.

Stranger: "You looking for somewhere to stay the night, then?" Jeff slid his fingertips over the rough, mistreated wood. "I'm not sure I could do that for you, sorry to say, I live out of town."

You: Duck let out a soft sigh and made a vague gesture with his hand that says 'never mind'. "That's fine. I can keep you company for the ride there. Just- Do you think I'll get in trouble if I leave my car here for the night?"

Stranger: Jeff shook his head, "No one should make a fuss, no. I can bring you back in the morning, too." He pulled another gulp from his bottle. "You're not very far into the night to start making those kinds of plants, though."

You: Duck raised his eyebrow, his head tilting. "No? I guess you're right. I'll worry about it tomorrow." He leaned forward, resting his elbow on the bar and his chin in his hand. "So, Jeff. You're twenty eight. Any other valuable information?"

Stranger: "I'm not exactly making a lot of good choices." he chuckled. "Uh, what do you wanna know?"

You: "I dunno. Whatever you're willing to tell me. Mind you, everyone I've had sex with since yesterday have been in, like, classes with me. I guess I'm used to knowing more about my partners."

Stranger: Jeff nodded, "Um, I work construction. Grew up around here, probably won't leave as long as I have a job."

You: Duck nodded. "Um, I'm still in school, but I got fired from Blockbuster because I stole a copy of, uh, Die Hard." Duck raised the bottle to his lips, not taking his eyes off Jeff.

Stranger: A rich laugh. "Oh, my god, okay." Jeff thought it over for a moment, "You're really still in school? Jesus, you're a kid."

You: "I'm a senior! I'm graduating in a few months. That's best case scenario for you."

Stranger: "It's definitely exciting, I'll give you that." Jeff finished off his bottle. "So. You said you've already done some stuff?"

You: "Yeah, uh, yeah." Duck nodded. "I would say not much but... it's actually quite a lot."

Stranger: Jeff chuckled. "So you're not gonna need too much warning about what I want to do to you, hm?"

You: "Not warning, but telling me would still be nice."

Stranger: "I wanna fuck you." he shifted in his seat. "I think we'd both like that."

You: Duck shot a glance down, to Jeff's crotch, before looking back up at him and nodding. "Yeah. I know I would."

Stranger: A grin. "How many beers do you need in you before we take a ride?"

You: "I can finish this one if you're too eager to wait." He brought the bottle to his lips, but didn't tip it back, smiling around the lip.

Stranger: "I'll wait all night if that's what you need." Jeff insisted, sitting back.

You: Duck tilted the bottle back, drinking deliberately slow, not taking his eyes away from Jeff. "Construction, then?" He leaned closer.

Stranger: Dear god, he was a tease. "Mhmm. I've been doing it since high school."

You: "Must be strong, yeah?" Duck kept the bottle close to his mouth and licked his lips.

Stranger: Ah. There it was. "Pretty damn strong, yeah."

You: Duck chuckled softly, taking a quick sip before putting the bottle down. He nodded. "I, uh, want you to show me."

Stranger: "Not here and now?" Jeff raised his eyebrows, "I'd love to show you, though. "

You: "Yeah, that's what I meant. I think I'm ready to go." He downed the rest of his beer and set the bottle on the table. He cursed himself for being too eager, but it wouldn't matter later tonight.

Stranger: Jeff smiled and raised to his feet. "Just let me pay, then."

You: Duck stood, leaning close to Jeff as he waited. "That boat of a car outside isn't yours, is it? I can't imagine anyone actually owns that thing."

Stranger: Once he'd paid, Jeff started to lead Duck outside. "God, no. I've taken a ride in it, though, and it's... not half bad."

You: "Huh, fair. Maybe you should introduce me, sometime, then." Duck followed, looking over at the car for a second before focusing back on Jeff. "Do you bring someone home often, or..." he trailed off, letting the rest of the question be up to Jeff's interpretation.

Stranger: "I don't come here too often, but I'm never leaving alone." he gestured to his truck, lead Duck over and climbed in the driver's seat.

You: Duck got in, looking around for a moment before watching Jeff turn the ignition and back out. "Lucky me." As they drove, Duck looked out the window, his legs kept only slightly spread, hoping Jeff would think to do something.

Stranger: They drove in silence for only a moment, "Can I touch you?" Jeff didn't see the checkstop they set up some weekends and relaxed. He wasn't doing anything wrong, no one would see.

You: Duck turned away from the window and nodded. "Yeah, I wish you would."

Stranger: Jeff reached over and squeezed Duck's thigh, his fingers meeting length. "God, you're a pretty thing."

You: Duck let out a breath, his face heating up. "Thank you." He let his legs spread more.

Stranger: "You been letting people fuck you?" He glanced over. "Learning how to take it?"

You: Duck let his head fall back against the headrest, and he nodded. "Yeah," he breathed out, "I'm good at it."

Stranger: Jeff grinned, his hand squeezed. "I just bet you are, hmm?"

You: "Can't wait to show you," Duck said, and looked over at Jeff, flushed face and half lidded eyes and all.

Stranger: "Aren't I lucky." Jeff pulled out onto the highway. "You're going to be a good boy, too?"

You: The alcohol was starting to get to him, and he was thankful. Duck was able to speak easy now. He leaned a little closer. "Only if you want me to be."

Stranger: Jeff nodded, "I do. You're pretty and perfect and sweet for me." he readjusted his grip, squeezing Duck. "Take it out, let me see, please."

You: Duck reached down, making sure to brush his fingers against Jeff's hand as he slowly undid his fly. He slowly reached into his boxers and pulled his cock out, sighing around his hard breathing.

Stranger: "Oh, that's hot." he mumbled, struggling to keep from staring. Jeff gripped Duck again, "Don't get too close, alright? You tell me when I need to slow down."

You: Duck whimpered, nodding. "And what'll you do if I come?"

Stranger: Jeff raised his eyebrows. That was a big game, he bet Duck had no idea what he was playing with, that he'd just heard it in a dirty movie or read it somewhere. "Then that's the end of it for both of us. I'll drive you back and let you find another ride home who doesn't mind that you're worn out already."

You: Duck smiled, readjusting his hips. "Fair, that's reasonable." He let his eyes close, and he tilted his chin back.

Stranger: As he drove, Jeff kept one hand on Duck's cock. Gentle and slow, nearly teasing.

You: Duck didn't mind not being able to come. He was almost happy with the dull pleasure Jeff was giving him. He panted, letting out soft moans every once in a while, his hands balled into fists at his sides.

Stranger: "It's not too fair." Jeff's own length strained as he played soft with Duck's cock. "You're such a pretty boy."

You: "Pull over then, and I'll make it fair." Duck opened his eyes to look at Jeff, smiling. "It's dark."

Stranger: Jeff raised his eyebrows and looked over at Duck. "I've got lube in the glove box, if you mean that."

You: Duck reached forward to open the glove compartment, fishing around for a moment before finding the lube, laughing to himself. "Maybe something quick, how much longer until we get back to your place?"

Stranger: Jeff grinned, looking out for a pull off the highway and taking a dirt road a while away from the not-too busy road. "Too far. C'mon, lets take care of that."

You: Duck chuckled softly, sitting up in the seat. "Should I, uh, just take my pants off, or?"

Stranger: "Hm, uh." Jeff parked and shut off the headlights before pulling the key out of the ignition. The truck sat silent. "No, let's get in the back."

You: "I won't be outside for long if we're just going to the back seat." Duck turned, to demonstrate his point, and noticed that the truck didn't have a backseat. "Oh." he said, opening the door to get out.

Stranger: Jeff snorted a laugh and checked his coat pocket for condoms before hopping out of his door and heading out into the beautiful night air. "God, it's nice out."

You: "Yeah, not a cloud in the sky." Duck made his way to the back of the truck, meeting Jeff there from the other side. He felt a little embarrassed, with his cock still out, but all of that went out the window as he reached out to place a hand on the other's shoulder. "Warm too," he said, hushed and slowly.

Stranger: Jeff nearly lost his breath when he saw the kid walk around the truck, cock bobbing as he walked, still mostly-hard. "It's real nice." he agreed, leaning down and pushing his tongue into Duck's mouth as he kissed him, stubble scraping the soft skin he found.

You: Duck sighed with relief as Jeff finally kissed him, stepping closer eagerly. He kissed back with excitement, the feelings of the kiss going straight to his cock. "Wanna show me how strong you are now?" he murmured against Jeff's lips.

Stranger: Fuck, what a tease. Jeff pulled down his tailgate and sat the bottle of lube on it. "Yeah, lemme lift you up." he hooked his hands under Duck's ass, squeezed once, and lifted him up. Careful not to hurt his cock, Jeff balanced Duck up on his own stomach as he walked him over to the truck and sat him down. "I've got a blanket under the seat, if you wanna lay down I can grab it?" he pulled Duck down into another hungry kiss.

You: Duck gasped as Jeff picked him up, gripping tight instinctively. He gasped softly as he was let down, smiling. "I don't think we need it now, but maybe in a few minutes."

Stranger: "And I don't think you've ever been fucked into a metal truck bed. Sit tight, it'll be two seconds." Jeff batted soft, playfully at Duck's cock, watching it swing a second before heading back to grab the blanket.

You: Duck let out a soft giggle, looking up at the sky as he heard Jeff get the blanket. He took it from him and adjusted it behind him and laid down, peeking his head up to look at Jeff.

Stranger: Jeff smiled as Duck settled in, tugging down his pants around his ankles and carefully taking off each of his shoes, laying them in the truck bed so that he could pull the pants and underwear all the way off. "Prop up your feet, let me look in there." He was tender and gentle in his movements. As bad as he wanted to fuck Duck into next week, he couldn't help but imagine his own first few times. For all the big game he'd talked, he needed someone who was soft and slow.

You: Duck only half-appreciated the slowed pace, but he knew in his heart of hearts he wanted to be completely railed. He spread his legs, tilting his hips up.

Stranger: "You been eaten out before?" Jeff spread Duck's cheeks and looked him over, then peeked up at Duck. "You think you'd like that?"

You: Duck flushed, and he thought back to the many pot-addled sexcapades he's had, and nodded. "I was really high, though. Worth trying while I'm sober, right?"

Stranger: Jeff raised his eyebrows, "Damn! Congrats on finding someone willing to do that." He took off his jacket, laid the condoms beside the lube before laying it on the dirt and kneeling on it, finding himself at a much better height to spit against Duck's pucker and lean in, tongue pressing hard and unafraid along the hole.

You: "I mean, they were high too, so..." Duck raised his leg up a little, and tilted his legs even more. He moaned softly as he felt Jeff's tongue against him, and he relaxed against the blanket.

Stranger: Jeff chuckled and reached up with one hand, holding Duck's balls to the side to keep them out of his eyes as he worked, hard and merciless

You: Duck reached down and gripped Jeff's hair, sighing softly.

Stranger: Jeff leaned back and spit again, lapping it up. "You clean yourself up, Duck?" Jeff realized he usually asked before now whether it was safe to have his mouth on someone. A second of fear seized his stomach before he promised himself it was fine, he was a kid, he was undoubtedly exaggerating his experience anyways.

You: Duck huffed out a laugh and nodded before realizing Jeff couldn't see. "Yeah, my main goal was to get fucked tonight, of course I did."

Stranger: "How was I supposed to know, I didn't know you had to do that shit until my first boyfriend." He leaned in again and pushed his tongue into Duck, hiding his embarrassment in Duck's pleasure. Can't laugh if they're moaning, he figured.

You: Duck let out a noise he would be too embarrassed about if he didn't feel this good. He let his head fall back and he just focused on Jeff.

Stranger: Jeff pushed forward, thumb stroking absently over Duck's balls as his tongue sought out for Duck's prostate. He felt only a little surprised at the almost-welted stripes along his walls that told him someone had too-long of nails or not enough patience.

You: Duck moaned out, reaching down with his free hand to stroke his cock, slow enough that he wouldn't hit Jeff. "I need you to fuck me. Please?"

Stranger: Jeff pulled out and pushed himself up to his feet, "Yeah?" he liked looking down at him, watching his tense expression. "Yeah, you really need it, don't you." he undid his own jeans, belt buckle clanging against the metal of the tailgate and ringing through the cold night air. The sound of distant frogs silenced for a second. "Let me open you up first."

You: Duck nodded. He felt his face flush all over again at the realization that they were outside. Despite this being a dirt road, it was still outside. The exposure caused him to squirm in place. "Yeah, okay. This is- This is actually really funny. We couldn't even make it to your house."

Stranger: With an actual laugh, Jeff shook his head, "Yeah, uh, blame that on me, I guess. Too excited." he poured some lube into his palm and slathered up his first three fingers. "You ready?"

You: Duck sat up on his elbows and spread his legs, tilting his hips forward. "Yeah. Yes, please."

Stranger: Jeff pushed in two fingers at once and held still, feeling the muscle clench and relax around his fingers. "Good boy, open up for me, come on." As soon as it didn't feel too tight, he waved them, beckoning, and stroked up against Duck's prostate.

You: Duck gasped, his head falling back as the pleasure filled him up. He relaxed, desperately trying to roll his hips, but the position making it hard.

Stranger: "Isn't that nice?" Jeff wiped off his hand on his flannel and laid the mostly-dry palm over Duck's hip and squeezed. "Good boy for waiting for it."

You: Duck whimpered, and nodded. He let out a sigh as Jeff grabbed his hip, and he nodded again. "I'd wait forever for this. But, please?"

Stranger: "You already want more, you sure?" Jeff slid his hand down, stroked Duck slowly. "You're allowed to calm down. Have some fun with it."

You: "What kinda fun are you thinking of?" Duck sat up, reaching out for Jeff. "Fine, whatever. I can do fun. Get up here with me and kiss me while you open me up. You can leave marks."

Stranger: Jeff took the invitation, meeting Duck's lips once, twice, before drifting down to his throat. A third finger slid its way in as he groaned and bit.

You: Duck hummed softly, this new position offering comforting closeness to Jeff. He let the other nip at his skin, and he basked in it all. "You were right, going slow is way more fun."

Stranger: Grinning against Duck's neck, Jeff finished on a bruise before pulling back. "See, it's nice to let yourself enjoy it sometimes."

You: "You know what it's like for high schoolers. In and out. It's hard for me to differentiate enjoying it and going slow." Duck brought his hand up to the spot Jeff had just leaned away from, feeling his spit there.

Stranger: Jeff nodded, "It's hard to let yourself stop or slow down when it already feels good. Hard to believe you can do it better than what you feel right then." He stood up. "I'm ready to fuck you, do you think you're ready?"

You: Duck nodded, and he knew that everything he had just been talking about went in one ear and out the other with the promise of Jeff fucking him. He leaned in for one more quick kiss before leaning back against the blanket.

Stranger: His fingers drew back out, teasingly slow. "Good, good boy." Jeff patted Duck's hip. With the cleaner of his two hands, he pulled out his length and started slicking it up before remembering. "Ah, shit." He mumbled, wiping of his hands again on his flannel and grabbing a condom, cursing when his still-slick fingers struggled with the packaging.

You: Duck laughed and sat up, taking the package and opening it. "I can put condoms on with my mouth, you know." He looked up at Jeff with only his eyes, smiling. "Do you want to see?"

Stranger: Jeff laughed and he hid his grin behind a hand, "No, uh, it's fine, Duck. I don't think we need to figure out out to position that."

You: "Come on, you said to have fun." Duck stood, ignoring the weird feeling of his socks on the dirt of the side of the road. "Trust me." He knelt, his hands on Jeff's hips, turning him to face Duck.

Stranger: Jeff didn't fight it, reaching out to run a hand through Duck's hair, but deciding against it when he saw the soft gleam of lube on his fingers. "Alright, go ahead big guy."

You: Duck took the condom out of the package and unrolled it a little, putting it in his mouth. He leaned forward and took Jeff into his mouth, the condom going with him until his nose hit the other's stomach. He pulled off with a satisfying pop and smiled up at Jeff, proud of his work.

Stranger: "Very good, thank you." he grinned down at Duck, tapped the end of his nose with a no-doubt slick finger. "You need a lift back up?"

You: Duck wiped his nose as he stood and shook his head. "No, I got it." He hopped back up and readjusted himself, spreading his legs.

Stranger: Jeff smiled and slicked up the condom, wiping his hands again on his flannel and shedding it, rolling his shoulders in the undershirt and stepping up to line himself up, pressing slowly against Duck's entrance. "Good boy." he mumbled again.

You: "I like it when you call me that." Duck rolled his hips, desperately trying to move it all along.

Stranger: Another chuckle. Jeff met his movements with a slow sink until he was halfway into Duck, sighing a long breath.

You: Duck drawled out a soft, deep moan, reaching down to take hold of his cock. He didn't mind his hand, though, just held on. Between his labored breaths he could hear the sounds of the night around him, and he smiled to himself.

Stranger: Slow and steady, Jeff slid out and back into Duck. "You're real tight for me, aren't you?"

You: "Yeah, you like that, though? Do I feel good?" Duck tried his hardest to meet Jeff's thrusts, but he knew he was at an awkward position.

Stranger: "So, so good. Hot and wet." He reached down and grabbed Duck by the hips, holding him still as he pushed himself to the hilt with a soft cry.

You: Duck moaned out, squirming around Jeff's hand. "God, I... I feel so full."

Stranger: Jeff laughed softly, "Took all of me. What a good boy you are, good boy." he leaned down, hips rolling against Duck's hole as he stole a biting kiss, pulling at Duck's lip with his teeth.

You: Duck pushed up on his elbows as Jeff leaned away, forcing their lips back together. He kissed sloppily, obviously distracted with everything else around him to fully focus on the kiss.

Stranger: "You take it so well. So good." Jeff drew back and slapped his hips back against Duck's ass, shifting him up with the force. "Fuck, Duck, you're hot."

You: Duck held onto the side of the truck bed for support and moaned against Jeff's lips at the praise. He let go of his cock to dig into Jeff's hair. "Please, please don't stop. It's all so good."

Stranger: Jeff snorted a laugh through his nose, "I- Duck, if I don't stop, I won't last too long."

You: Duck smiled against Jeff's lips and pressed one last kiss before leaning to lay on his back again. "What's the harm in that?"

Stranger: "I'm gonna get too tired to finish you off, there's the harm." Jeff grunted, rocking his hips at a nearly-steady rhythm.

You: Duck took one of Jeff's wrists and brought his hand to his cock. "Touch me, then. Please?"

Stranger: With a nod, Jeff moved his hand in time with his hips, tugging Duck as he fucked into him. "Pretty little thing. Aren't I lucky, hm?"

You: Duck nodded, his panting growing louder. "Yes, yeah, I'm- I'm your pretty little thing."

Stranger: "Precious doll." He grunted, "Gonna go back home to mama and dad with hickies and a fucked out ass. Go to school all marked up."

You: Duck moaned out, almost completely forgetting it was the tail end of summer break. "Everyone will know..."

Stranger: Jeff pressed his head down, into Duck's shoulder. His hand squeezing. "I- fuck, please. I'm close." and if anything was going to let Duck know this wasn't his usual position, that would.

You: "Please keep talking," Duck breathed out, his hips bucking up against Jeff's hand.

Stranger: "I, fuck, I wish I could come in you." he kept up his pace, fucking into Duck. "God, fill you up, clean it with my tongue."

You: Duck moaned out, nodding. "Please, we can pretend."

Stranger: Jeff grinned, "I- fuck," he grit his teeth. "Wish you could feel it. Someone coming into you. Wish it was me."

You: Duck leaned back and looked up at Jeff, his face flushed, "Why don't you?"

Stranger: Jeff blinked down at Duck. This was a decidedly un-sexy discussion for the moment. "Lost friends to assuming someone was clean. You come back with blood test results and I'll go bareback."

You: Duck bit his lip and nodded. "Sorry. Caught up in the moment there for a second."

Stranger: A little nod. "It's fine, Duck, you're young enough to not have to remember." he rolled his hips. "You be careful though."

You: Duck let his eyes flutter shut, and he nodded. "I promise I will."

Stranger: Now his conscience was lifted, Jeff was going to continue fucking Duck silly. He brought his hand up to speed, hips following after. "I really am close."

You: Duck moaned out, nodding. "If you come before me you can talk me into coming. Which, I don't mind. You're very good at it."

Stranger: Jeff leaned in and marked the other side of Duck's throat, high against his jaw. His hips stuttered and slammed and froze with a whimper. Jeff fucked twice, three more times into Duck before he'd emptied into the condom.

You: Duck moaned softly as he felt Jeff come around him. He let his eyes open and he smiled. "Good? He relaxed his legs after Jeff pulled out and patted the space next to him. "Come up and talk to me. Please?"

Stranger: Jeff pulled out and tied off his condom, dropping it to the dirt and hefting himself up onto the truck bed. He pulled his pants up and sat against the wall of the bed, pulling Duck up to sit in his lap and sliding a hand down to slowly work over his balls. "You were so fucking good, I couldn't even help myself, could I?"

You: Duck let his head fall back against Jeff's shoulder. He shook his head. He reached down and took his cock in hand, slowly stroking.

Stranger: "You're a prefect little thing. Tight hole, brave, fucking hot as all get out." Jeff kissed Duck's forehead, slid a finger over his still-open ass.

You: Duck moaned out, his hand speeding up. The sounds of his hard breathing and touching himself mixed with the sounds of the outside, and Jeff's voice cut into all of it with perfect balance. "All yours, all yours."

Stranger: Jeff grinned, nibbled at the bruise he just sucked. "Mine. My pretty little thing. You gettin' close?" his other hand came up, pinching a stiff nipple through Duck's shirt.

You: Duck nodded, and moaned out in surprise at the new contact. "I'm close, please don't stop..."

Stranger: A finger found its way into Duck. He pinched harder and bit. "Good boy, come for me, come on. Let me see."

You: All of those extra sensations finally pushed Duck over the edge, and he moaned loudly as his back arched off Jeff's chest. He stroked himself through the aftershocks until it all became too sensitive, and he let go, waving Jeff's hands away as he panted hard.

Stranger: Jeff was quick to pull his finger out of Duck, resting it on his hips as he watched him come. "God, look at that, good boy. Thank you." he pressed a kiss to Duck's cheek. "Lick your hand clean."

You: Duck closed his lips around his fingers, breathing hard through his nose. When he was all clean, he slumped against Jeff's chest and sighed. "Holy shit. I haven't come that hard since I, like, tripped on acid. But that might've been because I was high, I dunno. Thank you, though."

Stranger: With a laugh, Jeff wiped off his hands on his jeans and laid back, looking up at the sky, "You're welcome, Duck. Glad I could help." he watched the constellations above. "You wanna stay over for the night? I'm not working tomorrow, we could try again in a bed."

You: "God, yeah, that sounds like the best thing in the world right now." Duck sat up, and made his way off the truck, grabbing his clothes to get dressed.

Stranger: Jeff collected his own clothes and rolled up the lube-rag of a shirt in the equally messy blanket, dusting off his coat before he pulled it back on and gathered up the other things, shoving them under his seat and into the glovebox. "You about ready to go?" He fastened his belt and fixed his hair back into place.

You: Duck relaxed against the seat, nodding. "Yes, absolutely." He was so excited to sit in the soft seat in the truck he didn't even tie his shoes or fasten his fly back up.

Stranger: Chuckling, Jeff ran back to close his tailgate, then jumped back in, starting up the truck and pulling back onto the highway. "God, I'm glad they didn't have the checkstop up this week."

You: "How embarrassing that would've been, huh? Me with my dick out like that."

Stranger: "Embarrassing? Duck, we'd be in jail by now." he laughed and shook his head. "I get away with it, usually, going out with much older fellas, some bullshit story about cousins, but... you're too damn cute for any cop to believe that."

You: "I have my real driver's license along with the fake one I used to get into the bar. I- Thank you, though."

Stranger: Jeff nodded. "Uh, it's not five minutes to my place from here." His cheeks burned a little, "I'm glad we fucked outside, though."

You: "Yeah. Surprisingly, never done it before. Also, I don't have school tomorrow. It's the middle of July." Duck let out a laugh, reaching down to do up his fly.

Stranger: "Aw, lemme have a fantasy for a minute." Jeff looked over. "Do your parents know yet?"

You: Duck scoffed. "'Course not! You know what they'd do if they knew where I was right now? I told them I was sleeping over my friend's for my birthday."

Stranger: Jeff shrugged, "My folks know. Not when I was that young, but they know." He thumbed a seam on the steering wheel. "I still get to come over whenever. Get invited for Christmas, all that." he looked over, pressed a soft fingertip into one of Duck's bruises blossoming at his jaw. "How are you gonna explain that?"

You: "Same way I explain all of them. A girl did it." Duck flashed Jeff a smile, turning to press his face against Jeff's palm.

Stranger: "So long as you can convince them." Jeff sat back, watching the night roll past. "You were damn good at that. It was fun." he reached down to turn on the radio, cranking the volume down so they could talk over the newscaster.

You: Duck waved to dismiss Jeff's worries, letting out a laugh. "Yeah, thanks. If you're still up for it when we get back to your place..." he trailed off, his head rolling dramatically towards the window.

Stranger: Jeff chuckled. "I might take a second to warm up to it, we'll see. If you're already excited by then I can take care of it." he reached across, squeezed Duck's thigh just above the knee and patted it once.

You: Duck felt his cheeks warm up, and he hummed. The hand on his thigh was enticing, and for a moment, he turned to face Jeff. But something stopped him, and he leaned against the seat, deciding instead to tease instead. "I, uh, think I should wait. I don't mind," he said, almost meekly.

Stranger: "Wouldn't wanna wear you out." he nodded, rubbing his thumb soft over Duck's jeans. "Tell me about the nickname? I mean, you don't have to. Just curious."

You: Duck laughed, his head leaning against the headrest and keeping it there. "My mother hates it. I dunno what else to tell you. I don't really remember how it started."

Stranger: Jeff echoed the laugh, "As good a reason as any to do it, then." he pulled his hand back to himself as they reached the limits of his town, street lights occasionally illuminating them.

You: Duck almost protested the withdrawal, but decided instead to bring his leg up against his chest. "I'm kinda glad to get out of the house. Away from her, y'know? Not that I hate her or anything, but..." he trailed off, letting a simple nod complete his sentence.

Stranger: "But you're a kid, and you're gay, and it doesn't matter how much you love your mom, it kinda sucks." he looked over, "I get it."

You: All Duck did was nod in response, deciding to keep quiet. They kept up the small talk for the rest of the ride, and Duck instantly felt relieved when they pulled into a space at Jeff's apartment complex. Before either of them had the chance to get out, Duck leaned over and pressed a peck to Jeff's cheek, hoping the other would initiate something deeper.

Stranger: The kiss caught Jeff by surprise and he undid his seat belt, checking out the windows, "I don't - folks already talk, Duck, I don't need anybody seeing that happen, please." he lead him out of the truck, into the apartment building and up to his house in relative quiet. "Sorry."

You: Duck was hurt for only a moment before he nodded. "No, don't be sorry. I'm- I was the one who did it. Sorry." He looked down at the floor as he walked, his face red. "Just thought it would... excite you a little. I dunno."

Stranger: "I did... it was cute. Thank you. Let's just get behind closed doors." He unlocked his apartment and gestured, "Come on in, Duck, let's try that again."

You: Duck smiled up at Jeff as he walked in, and he lingered a few steps away from the door, leaving enough room for the other. As he heard the door close, he tilted his chin up and closed his eyes, a sweet expression on his face.

Stranger: Once the door was locked behind them, Jeff pulled Duck into a kiss, wrapping one hand behind his neck.

You: Duck hummed against Jeff's lips and wrapped his arms around his neck. He leaned away after a moment and smiled, his eyes half lidded. "You're a really good kisser. Did I say that earlier?"

Stranger: "Who knows, I don't mind you sayin' it again." he slid one hand down Duck's back, resting it on his ass. "I know I already told you what a pretty little doll you are."

You: Duck practically melted in Jeff's arms, his head leaning down to rest on Jeff's shoulder. "Couch?" he muttered against the material of Jeff's shirt.

Stranger: Jeff nodded, pulling away to lead Duck over. "Tell me what you want, Duck."

You: Duck followed, too flattered to even consider the question. He finally sat, and looked up at Jeff. "Um. Whatever you want. Do... Do whatever you want."

Stranger: Jeff raised his eyebrows and dropped to his knees in front of the couch. "Pull down your pants."

You: Duck swallowed, and immediately got to work of undoing his fly and pushing his pants down as far as his desperation would allow him. He leaned back against the back of the couch and watched Jeff with anticipation.

Stranger: Jeff looked up, keeping eye contact as he pulled Duck into his mouth, sliding his tongue around the head, along Duck's slit.

You: Duck tried to maintain eye contact with Jeff, but the sensation paired with the look of his mouth around his cock, he couldn't resist but throw his head back and let out a long moan.

Stranger: Jeff wrapped his hand around the base of Duck's cock, pumping it carefully and keeping his eyes trained up.

You: Duck let out a shaky laugh, his hand reaching to dig his fingers in Jeff's hair. "You're good at this too."

Stranger: With a suck and kiss to the tip, Jeff pulled off. "This is my more usual position." he admitted. "When I'm not picking up high school boys."

You: Duck laughed and looked down at Jeff. "Shit, I never would've guessed."

Stranger: "I mean, no, because I did a great job fucking you." he smiled and leaned back down, taking Duck as far as he could in one movement.

You: "You did, I'm definitely not- ah!" Duck doubled over, his hand gripping tighter against Jeff's hair.

Stranger: That almost made him smile. Jeff bobbed his head a few times, letting Duck hit the back of his throat.

You: Duck was panting now. He knew he didn't want this to end, that it was too good for anyone to want it to end, but he also knew he wanted more, so he leaned back and tugged on Jeff's hair. "I'll come at this rate."

Stranger: Jeff let himself be pulled off, spit dripping. "You don't want to yet?"

You: Duck shook his head, his lips still parted. "Um, no. I want more..."

Stranger: "Tell me, then." Jeff thumbed over the head, looking up at Duck.

You: Duck shrugged. "I dunno... I said whatever you want. I'll let you do whatever you want to me."

Stranger: "I don't know if I can go again." Jeff mumbled, pulling back Duck's foreskin with his thumb.

You: Duck let out a soft sigh and he bit his lip. "Oh, uh. I mean. That still means you can do whatever you want."

Stranger: "And what if I just wanna suck your dick?" he raised his eyebrows.

You: Duck smiled, and reached clenched his fist in Jeff's hair again as an invitation.

Stranger: Jeff pushed himself back down, moaning softly as he sunk as far as he could.

You: Duck didn't have any real experience being a top, and because of that, he didn't really know what to say. He would moan and sigh, and even let out small encouragements. Still, he was too embarrassed to say anything else. He hoped his words would push Jeff to work harder.

Stranger: The soft, nervous encouragement was cute, Jeff kept his mouth working, head bobbing. His hands came up, playing carefully with Duck's balls as he sucked.

You: Duck didn't think he was anywhere close to coming. He was so caught up in the sensations of it all, that the second Jeff brought his hand up to his balls, it was like everything came crashing in all at once, and he came hard. With no warning to Jeff at all.

Stranger: Jeff gagged once in shock, forcing himself not to pull off, closing his eyes and trying to swallow through it, his hand stilling on Duck's sack. Come and spit ran down his chin when he pulled away. "You okay, Duck?"

You: Duck brought his hands to his face, the little parts of his cheeks that were showing through his fingers were completely red. He couldn't even bear to look at Jeff.

Stranger: "Hey." he wiped his chin off on his arm, reached up to pull down one of Duck's hands. "That good, huh?"

You: Duck repositioned the hand still on his face to cover it more, before realizing there was no point. "I'm sorry, I didn't think... I didn't know that would shock me so bad..."

Stranger: Jeff shook his head and laughed softly, "It's fine, I'm glad it was good." He drew his hand back down, patting Duck's hip.

You: Duck let out a laugh, but it was more directed towards himself than anything else. "I guess... I am still just a kid, huh?"

Stranger: "You're allowed to be, I think." Jeff sat back. "You wanna shower before bed?"

You: "Um, as long as we can make out after." Duck adjusted his spot on the couch to invite Jeff up next to him. "Or during. Or both."

Stranger: Jeff laughed soft and pushed himself up onto the couch. "Yeah, well, I'm not dripping cum out of my ass. I think I'll shower in the morning." He leaned over, pressing a soft kiss to Duck's mouth. "I could arrange some kisses, though."

You: Duck followed Jeff as he pulled away, and reached to bring him closer. He sighed around Jeff's mouth once they finally reunited, and hardly leaned back to whisper, "I can taste myself in your mouth."

Stranger: "There was a lot of you in there." Jeff had to turn away as he laughed at his own joke, shaking his head. "Come on, Duck, let's get you in the shower."