You && I

“You’re welcome to stay as my guest, Lou.” Andrew mused, and Louie laughed, looking back at Landon. “Or I’ll just hang out with Andrew all day, if you really don’t love me anymore.” He joked, kissing the Dane’s forehead. “Come on, you know I’m cute and you love me, even though I pulled you into the pool.” He mused with his signature goofy smile. He was unbelievably happy to be spending time with Landon and his family – regardless of how overwhelming the Marin’s could be sometimes. It just felt good to be able to show everyone in the world how much he loved the little blonde boy that was latched to his side. He was about to press a surprise kiss to Landon’s lips when he heard the voice of his father calling from a different part of the boat. “Louie, would you mind helping me out? Lord knows none of these kids are going to roll up their sleeves for a little work around here anytime soon.” Adam called out, a bit of a smirk in his voice. “Sure thing!” Louie called back, downgrading to a simple kiss to the cheek on his beautiful blonde boyfriend as he pulled him over to the side of the pool so he could escape back to the lounge chair. “If I don’t come back in like, ten minutes, assume your father decided I’m not good enough for you and threw me overboard.” He joked, hoisting Landon up onto the ledge of the pool before bringing himself out of the water; earning himself some more praise from the various Marin’s sitting around the pool.

Louie made his way over to where Adam was standing, giving him a ‘I’m ready to help’ smile. “What can I do, sir?” He asked, his mother had raised him with respect to all his elders, and Landon’s dad was certainly no different, he wanted to make the best impression that he could on the father of the man he loved. “We’re gonna go ahead and hoist this sail, think you can manage?” Louie gave the older man and nod and set off to work, going through the movements in his head as he remembered from Max. He noted some of the older Marins’ –namely TJ and Daniel – a few feet off, little children running about as they, and TJ’s wife, attempted to wrangle them. He smiled to himself, watching them with the little ones, he and Landon were young and a long ways off from children but he couldn’t stop himself from imagining them bringing their kids onto this boat one day. 

“Fine work.” Adam praised as Louie finished up his task, and snapped him back to reality. He felt proud of himself, for earning a praise from the doting father. “Thanks sir, I’m happy to help as much as I can.” He nodded, earning himself a smile from the father of twelve. “Now, I don’t want to jump right in and make you uncomfortable, but I am very protective of my kids. I want to make sure you’re not out to hurt my Landon.” 

Louie laughed softly, glancing back towards the pool and Landon among his siblings, his still wet hair glistening in the sun and his smile bright as he laughed among his family. He shook his head gently before returning his gaze to Adam. “I fully understand your need to make sure I would never hurt him, sir, and I can promise you that, I would never do anything to hurt him. I would do absolutely everything in my power to protect him from everything. If I could I would keep everything bad from ever happening to him, but there are somethings I can’t control unfortunately,” he sighed, running his hand through his hair, “but I’ll always be there for him, to wipe his tears away and hold him when things get rough.” He couldn’t help his glance from returning to the blonde Dane, he was naturally drawn to him and he couldn’t stop it. 

Landon watched Louie walk over to join his dad, his lip drawn between his teeth wondering what they’re talking about. He figured his dad would talk to him at some point, he just didn’t know it’d be so soon. Landon combed his fingers through his hair and went back to the lunge chair he was forcefully evicted from earlier. “What do you think Dad wanted?” Landon asked, his face showing a bit of worry. He knew his dad wouldn’t do anything outrageous but anyone who says they’re not nervous the first time their boyfriend and dad talk one on one is liar. “Standard Marin man stuff.” Amanda advised, dismissing Landon’s worry with a nonchalant wave. “He use to talk to mine and Riley’s boyfriend whenever we brought them home.”

“Yeah, but…” Landon trailed off, biting his lip again. “That’s different. Your boyfriend’s weren’t dating his son. I mean, I know Dad doesn’t care, but I just came out yesterday.” He elaborated. It was a quick change of pace for Landon, especially looking in from his family’s point of view. For fifteen years he’s the quiet one with one real friend and no romantic prospects at all and then boom! He brings home the perfect boy next door.

“Yeah, I was going to ask you about that. How long have you guys been a thing?” Amanda questioned, her hands busy putting her hair up in a bun.

“They dated for almost a year and then Landon broke up with him.” Andrew quickly informed her, igniting an embarrassed look from Landon. “Why did you break up with him? He’s so cute!” His sister almost sounded offended. “So cute.” Andrew tacked on with an vigorous nod. 

“Okay, can you guy keep it in your pants for two seconds?” Landon asked, exasperated with dealing with just two of his family members.

“I heard you can’t.” TJ interjected with a smirk as he was walking by with Eric perched on his shoulder, bringing a laugh out of everyone around him. Landon wasn’t embarrassed everyone knew he wasn’t a virgin, he was just annoyed everyone had heard him.

“Ha ha ha,” Landon said halfheartedly, quickly changing the subject. “Give me my nephew and go away.” The blonde instructed, happily receiving his favorite two year old into his lap. “You won’t laugh at your favorite uncle will you?” Landon asked, peppering his nephew’s face with small kisses as he squirmed with laughter. In his fit, the toddler dropped his small stuffed fish and Landon leaned forward to pick it up, pleasantly surprised to find an inviting embrace around him when he sat back up. 

“Vi vil bare tale om dig på dansk.” Andrew teased, Amanda and even Eric giggling at the comment. All Marin’s could learned to speak Danish and English simultaneously. 

“Vær sød. Han er sød huske?” Landon replied, Amanda and Andrew agreeing before Eric piped up that he was actually the cute one.

“I definitely think I still hold that title, Landon or not. Eric or not.” Andrew chimed in with a laugh of his own. Louie shot him a playful look and shook his head apologetically. “Sorry Andrew, Eric definitely beats you. And Landon still beats you. Though I’m bias.” He admitted with a shrug, giving Landon’s shoulder a gentle peck. Since gaining at least a little bit of Adam’s approval, he felt more relaxed on the boat. “Eric, I love your little fish friend. Does he have a name?” Louie offered, turning his attention back to the little boy being held up by Landon. He saw the little boy speak, but by the time he was given an answer, Louie’s mind had wandered far off. 

He was in his own little world, as Landon leaned against him and Eric began to become more comfortable with this new guy that was hanging around. Eric and Landon played, every now and then laughing, and another Marin coming over to tickle the little boy or join in on the fun for a few minutes. All the while, Louie was daydreaming, thinking about his future with Landon. He wanted it all, the beautiful marriage, the big cozy home, the weekends out on the boat, the little kids running around at their feet and he and Landon trying to round them up. He wanted it all with Landon, and he had since the first time he’d kissed the blonde ray of sunshine. And suddenly that was a possibility for him again, even more so than it was the first time he was with Landon. He was too busy imagining his future with Landon that he hadn’t realized that Amanda was talking to him, until Eric tossed his fish plush at his face, hitting him right in the forehead and getting all of them to laugh, and Louie to snap out of his trance with his own laugh. 

“Where’d ya go there, Duck?” Amanda mused, and all eyes were on him, forcing his cheeks to flush a bit. “Sorry, zoned out for a minute there. My bad.” He hummed, rubbing the back of his neck with an apologetic smile. He hoped no one asked for more detail because he wasn’t sure he could come up with a different place he’d gone on the spot, and he didn’t want to admit that he’d been thinking about his future, his own kids, with Landon. Louie picked up the fish from where it had landed after it’s assault on his face and happily handed it back to Eric, who smiled giddily and hugged the plush to himself, forcing a grin onto Louie’s own lips. 

“Would you guys excuse me for a moment?” He mumbled politely, sliding out from his comfortable position behind Landon, placing a kiss on the top of his head, and heading off to another part of the boat -- not without grabbing another muffin on his way past the food table. He wandered the length of the Thalassa, smiling at the various Marin’s he passed until he was at the end, leaning against the railing that kept people from falling overboard. He didn’t know why but suddenly he missed his mom so much it hurt, and he needed a moment to calm his thoughts. He was overly happy to be here with Landon and his family, and even more so pleased that Landon had finally allowed him to be a big part of his life. But being around the pure happiness that radiated out of the Marin’s was suddenly a lot for him to take in. His family had a very different dynamic. Before his mother had died it was a lot like the Marin’s, happy and in love with family, and nothing could ever bring them down. Then his mother died, and the fighting started. First he and his father, and then he and Huey. 

“He’s right,” Landon agreed, nodding. “Dad should really consider downsizing, I mean all of these kids and then nieces and nephews, cousins, etcetera. It’s just too much.” Popping a few stray grapes into his mouth, Landon returned his vision to his boyfriend, finding himself staring for a moment longer than he should have. Granted, Louie was his boyfriend and he could stare all he pleased; they were in public. When Louie’s shirt was no longer on his body, Landon couldn’t stop the smile that crept onto his features. Louie was such a beautiful person it only made sense that his body would match that. Louie would probably argue if Landon told him, but it was true. His muscles were just as big as his heart and his heart just as big as his… well, you know. He was the text book definition of Prince Charming.

“Hey, I want that muffin, Mr. Garbage Disposal,” He teased, letting Louie take the plate from him. Standing with his boyfriend’s guidance, raising his eyebrows as he excused them from his sister’s company. Glancing behind Louie, Landon glanced back at him and tried to drag his feet to no avail. “Hey, hey! No no no, it’s gonna be cold!” He laughed, weakly fighting against his grip until it was too late. “Louie!” He yelled as they crashed into the water, separating from him from a moment so no one would get struck by a flailing limb as they resurfaced. When they both came up from the water, Landon used his sunglasses to push his hair back on top of his head and out of his face before he splashed Louie and moved closer to latch onto the man with a smile goofier than Goofy’s. 

“Ass.” He muttered, quickly pecking the older man’s check as his arms laced around the broad shoulders for support. Louie drug him into his, he was gonna have to keep them afloat. “I hate you,” He assured him, placing another kiss on his wet face. “We’re done,” One more kiss. “GTF off my boat,” Okay one more kiss.

Louie laughed when Landon called him a garbage disposal. “He looks too good to be a garbage disposal.” Andrew called, butting in as he sat in a nearby seat, joining Amanda. He felt his cheeks flush a little bit he shot a thumbs up over to Andrew as a sort of ‘thank you.’ He let Landon believe he might be able to escape but it was too easy for Louie; Landon wasn’t weak, but Louie had a good 20 pounds of muscle on him at least. It was all too easy to pull him into the water with him, and he knew he would get it when they surfaced. He let the blonde link his arms around his neck as he tread water to keep them afloat. He faked a pout when Landon called him an ass, and said he hated him. But even without the kisses to Louie’s face, he would had seen right through Landon’s words. “Oh, so I should leave? Jump overboard and swim back to shore?” He joked, glancing over at Andrew when he spoke again. 

“You’re welcome to stay as my guest, Lou.” Andrew mused, and Louie laughed, looking back at Landon. “Or I’ll just hang out with Andrew all day, if you really don’t love me anymore.” He joked, kissing the Dane’s forehead. “Come on, you know I’m cute and you love me, even though I pulled you into the pool.” He mused with his signature goofy smile. He was unbelievably happy to be spending time with Landon and his family -- regardless of how overwhelming the Marin’s could be sometimes. It just felt good to be able to show everyone in the world how much he loved the little blonde boy that was latched to his side. He was about to press a surprise kiss to Landon’s lips when he heard the voice of his father calling from a different part of the boat. “Louie, would you mind helping me out? Lord knows none of these kids are going to roll up their sleeves for a little work around here anytime soon.” Adam called out, a bit of a smirk in his voice. “Sure thing!” Louie called back, downgrading to a simple kiss to the cheek on his beautiful blonde boyfriend as he pulled him over to the side of the pool so he could escape back to the lounge chair. “If I don’t come back in like, ten minutes, assume your father decided I’m not good enough for you and threw me overboard.” He joked, hoisting Landon up onto the ledge of the pool before bringing himself out of the water; earning himself some more praise from the various Marin’s sitting around the pool.

Louie made his way over to where Adam was standing, giving him a ‘I’m ready to help’ smile. “What can I do, sir?” He asked, his mother had raised him with respect to all his elders, and Landon’s dad was certainly no different, he wanted to make the best impression that he could on the father of the man he loved. “We’re gonna go ahead and hoist this sail, think you can manage?” Louie gave the older man and nod and set off to work, going through the movements in his head as he remembered from Max. He noted some of the older Marins’ --namely TJ and Daniel -- a few feet off, little children running about as they, and TJ’s wife, attempted to wrangle them. He smiled to himself, watching them with the little ones, he and Landon were young and a long ways off from children but he couldn’t stop himself from imagining them bringing their kids onto this boat one day. 

“Fine work.” Adam praised as Louie finished up his task, and snapped him back to reality. He felt proud of himself, for earning a praise from the doting father. “Thanks sir, I’m happy to help as much as I can.” He nodded, earning himself a smile from the father of twelve. “Now, I don’t want to jump right in and make you uncomfortable, but I am very protective of my kids. I want to make sure you’re not out to hurt my Landon.” 

Louie laughed softly, glancing back towards the pool and Landon among his siblings, his still wet hair glistening in the sun and his smile bright as he laughed among his family. He shook his head gently before returning his gaze to Adam. “I fully understand your need to make sure I would never hurt him, sir, and I can promise you that, I would never do anything to hurt him. I would do absolutely everything in my power to protect him from everything. If I could I would keep everything bad from ever happening to him, but there are somethings I can’t control unfortunately,” he sighed, running his hand through his hair, “but I’ll always be there for him, to wipe his tears away and hold him when things get rough.” He couldn’t help his glance from returning to the blonde Dane, he was naturally drawn to him and he couldn’t stop it. 

Landon would lying to say that watching Louie and his Dad interact wasn’t the best feeling in the world. Adam had done an excellent job of raising twelve kids without making any of them feel less important than the other; as it was just in his nature to nurture. He knew Louie and his family (beyond his brothers and later mother) weren’t on good terms and he felt bad for his boyfriend, but his family was willing to adopt him. “Yeah, I know,” He laughed quietly, letting his boyfriend lead him through the boat as if it was his own. When they approached the table, he let go of Louie’s hand knowing that boy would definitely need both hands. Landon looked at everything and loaded his plate with a few pieces of fruit and English muffin. Aside from being a vegetarian, which limited his choices, Landon was very body conscious. He always made sure not to eat too much, afraid of looking obese to anyone who may be watching. Not that his family would judge him if he were, but after a few years of heavy bullying, he put everything he did through deep consideration.

“Riley, will you hand me a water?” Taking the bottle from his sister, Landon thanked her and moved on to find a few chairs by the pool for he and Louie. Setting his plate and water down, he removed his shirt and put his sunglasses on before he sat down to bask in the morning sun. “Don’t listen to him,” Landon reassured Louie. “Eat as much as you want. I think we burned enough calories last night to warrant a big breakfast.” He teased, adding a quiet laugh as he dropped a few grapes into his mouth. Just watching Louie eat made Landon realize how far gone he really was for the American. All he was doing was eating That’s it. Chewing and swallowing. Nothing special… at all. But to Landon he was being ridiculously adorable. Everything about him every second of every day was absolutely perfect and Landon wouldn’t trade him for anything in the world.

“Are you sure you wanna sequester yourself with us today?” Amanda asked Louie as she came to sit beside her youngest brother. She was ridiculously pretty. Even Landon thought so. Yes, all the Marins were pretty to an extent but she was an VS Angel for Christ’s sake! She turned her head to look at Landon’s plate before laughing a quick note to him. “From what I hear I’m surprised you’re not eating more, Guppy.”

“Virkelig?” Landon coughed, choking on one of his grapes. “I don’t know,” He cleared his throat. “What it is you heard, but I’m sure it’s my business.” He assured her in a playful tone.

“Hvad end du siger. Men med en krop som hans, er jeg sikker på, det var langt fra en skuffende aften.” She teased, before returning her attention to Louie. “I know I definitely saw you yesterday, but I don’t think we met met. I’m Amanda!” She offered he manicured hand to Louie in concert with a beautifully white smile. “It’s nice to actually meet you since my brother has no manners.”

Louie grabbed a water after Landon had retrieved some, figuring it was probably a good idea to keep hydrated too if they were going to be out at sea for a while. He glanced over at Landon’s plate and frowned a little. He knew Landon was self-conscious about his body, but he wished he weren’t, and he knew the younger male would need at least a little more food, so he managed to sneak a few more pieces of food (no meat) onto the Dane’s plate. After the blonde had walked over to grab some chairs, he piled a little more food onto his plate, making sure no one was watching him as he did. His cheeks flushed a little when Landon said that he had earned it after their nights activities. He followed after his boyfriend and plopped down in a chair, leaving his shirt on for now as he ate. The designer sunglasses he’d borrowed from Landon perched on his nose. 

He was in the middle of chewing when another one of the Marin’s appeared, asking him if he was sure he wanted to be stuck with all of them today. He looked her over for a moment, there was something really familiar about her. He just about choked on his food when he finally placed it. She was a Victoria’s Secret model, and not only that but his brother Huey’s favorite one. His cheeks flushed and he looked back down at his food while she and Landon spoke, partially in Danish. He felt a little embarrassed and weird that he had seen Landon’s sister in her underwear. More so that his brother had a weird crush on her. Huey would never believe that they actually lived a few houses down from his favorite model. 

He finally realized that she was introducing herself, and he took her hand and shook it gently. “Nice to meet you Amanda. I’m Louie, but I guess you already knew that.” He laughed. “Honestly I just think there is too many of you Marin’s for Landon to introduce you all in one day.” He joked, smiling lovingly over at his boyfriend before returning to his food. He didn’t mean to be rude, but he was really hungry and he didn’t want to spend an hour eating so that he could actually enjoy time with the Marin’s. He glanced around at all the Marin’s, feeling a little sad that he didn’t have a family atmosphere like this. He and Dewey never fought, but there was always times when he and Huey butt heads. His father had never liked him, and now his uncle was still seeing him as a disappointment. At least when he was around the Marin’s he could pretend he had a family like this, and maybe one day he would be a part of the Marin’s. 

“Of course you can and you know I will,” He answered as he climbed off the bed with Louie, following him into the closet. “I’ll finally put some of Turbo’s diving practice to work,” he teased, shredding his clothes almost immediately after walking through the archway into his closet. The night before he was a nervous mess about showing himself to Louie in tight briefs but the nerve was entirely gone. He felt no embarrassment about being nude with Louie and he loved that. Searching for his own shorts,he eventually settled on a pair of simple, yellow board shorts. In the corner of his eye he could see Louie looking for a shirt that would fit and he knew exactly where he’d kept it. “Third drawer down… but I want it back.” He slept in that shirt 90% of the time, especially after he and Louie called it quits.

Searching for a pair of sunglasses, he shuffled through a handful designer lenses and eventually settled on standard Ray bans. “I’ll keep you safe,” He promised. “Alright, let’s go.” Landon found Louie’s hand and immediately headed down the stairs. When he came down the stairs, Landon found most of his family already gone. Poking his head into the garage, Landon found Kyle, Brittani, Devon, and Andrew hanging around Kyle’s Benz. “We’re ready!” He announced, giving Louie’s hand a quick squeeze before loading into the SUV with his siblings and cousin.

“Louie’s got shotgun,” Andrew announced, climbing into the back seat next to Landon and Brittani before Louie could join them. Landon mouthed a quick apology before Kyle shut the door on them.

“We don’t bite.” Kyle assure him before patting Louie on the back and walking around to climb in the driver seat. As Louie as Louie was in the car, Kyle backed out of the garage and started en route to the marina. “So, Duck, I have to ask… We’ve known each other how long? Three years? And you never tried the gay thing on me? I’m hurt.” He teased, glancing at Louie with a quick smirk before returning his eyes o the road.

“Yeah, plus, you’re like, really hot so why Landon? He’s cute n’all, but let’s be real, he has no followers on Instagram.” Andrew added, giving a small laugh as he scrolled through his phone.

“Be nice! I think Landon is just cute enough,” Devon added from the third row, running her fingers through Landon’s hair.

“Can we not do this right now?” Landon asked, embarrassed beyond all measure by the exchange going on in the car,looking to Brittani for some back up.

“Don’t look at me… I don’t entirely care,” Brittani added, giving an indifferent shrug. “He’s cute, you’re cute. You’re cute together. There’s my opinion.”

There was continued small talk before Kyle brought his car to a halt, pulling up beside Adam’s Lincoln. The rest of the family appeared to already be on board and Adam, Daniel, and the Thalassa staff had the boat ready to leave. “We’re late,” Andrew huffed, hurrying out of the car and heading up to the causeway with Brittani. Once Devon, Louie, and Landon were out of the car, Kyle locked it and followed his sister and cousin with Devon walking with him.

“Well,” Landon laughed, motioning to the boat docked alongside a few other slightly smaller ones. “That’s Thalassa. Shall we?” He offered, extending his hand to Louie’s once again.

After entering Thalassa, Landon and Louie stopped to talk to a few people before they encountered Landon’s father, Adam. “Well good morning,” He smiled, closing the space between them to embrace Landon in a hug and offer his hand to Louie. “Louie, I’m glad you could join us. I mentioned to Rick,”

“Ariel’s dad,” Landon quickly murmured to keep Louie up to speed.

“You might join us today and he said you were pretty useful to have on deck on the Athena.” He looked around the ship he so proudly owned before continuing. “Thalassa’s a bit different from Athena but it shouldn’t be any less entertaining. There’s breakfast set up on the stern, so help yourself. I’m sure I’ll see you later.” He moved his eyes to Landon with something of a proud smile before giving each of them a nod and moving on.

“Hungry?” Landon asked, turning to stand toe to toe with his boyfriend, lacing their fingers together on both hands.

Louie was grateful that Landon told him where a shirt that he’d left here before was, because otherwise he could have been digging around in that closet forever. Landon had a ton of clothes, more clothes than Louie had even seen him where in all the time he’d known him. “Don’t worry, you can have it back.” He nodded, smiling at the Dane. Luckily the shirt was grey, to go with the bright blue trunks he’d borrowed from Landon. He knew the Dane wasn’t exactly subtle with the clothes he picked, but Louie would have guessed he would have at least one pair of plain, dark trunks. He should have known better. 

As he followed Landon out of the closet he swiped a pair of sunglasses as well, they were designer -- far nicer than anything Louie owned -- and he was sure they would probably look stupid on him but he was going to need them if they were going to be out in the sun all day. He was happy that Landon held his hand, though he didn’t know why the blonde wouldn’t have held it. “I’m actually kind of excited for the boating part. No so much the things your siblings might ask, but yeah.” He joked, laughing a little, though he was actually kind of nervous. Yesterday he hadn’t been nervous at all to answer the questions thrown at him, but today was different. 

He followed Landon out of the house and towards a nice looking SUV, okay so it was definitely one of the nicer cars Louie had seen, but he had seen all the Marin’s driving nice cars, it was no secret that their father had money to spend on them. Louie was just happy he could afford his Jeep. He was ready to hop into the back with Landon before suddenly Andrew was cutting him off, calling something about how he had shotgun. “Guess I got shotgun.” He laughed as Kyle patted his back, he took a deep breath for preparation and slid into the passenger seat. 

Louie looked over at Kyle when he started asking why he had never done the gay thing for him before, and he wanted to laugh but it didn’t come out. “I, uh,” he started, unsure how to finish his reply, “guess I thought with all your big fancy money, someone like you wouldn’t be too interested in me Kyle.” He retorted back, not sure if it was even a sound reply, seeing as Landon had just as much money. God this was gonna be a long day. 

“Because it’s not about how good looking he is, which I happen to think he is, but about his personality.” He replied quicker this time, much more confident about his reply. 

Louie wouldn’t admit it, but he was a little relieved when they pulled up at the dock and he could exit the confines of the car. At least on the boat he could politely excuse himself and go talk to a different Marin. He hopped out, suddenly thankful for the boating experiences he had gotten with Max, at least this would be a time to shine in Adam’s eyes. 

“Well I’m here already, so I don’t think there is any backing out at this point.” Louie joked, because even though some of the conversation would be awkward, he actually quite liked Landon’s family and was looking forward to the experience with them. 

Louie smiled as Adam scooped his son into a hug, admittedly a little sad that he never had that with his father, but he happily shook the mans’ hand as it was offered to him. “Thanks for letting me join you, sir.” Louie replied, before nodding his head a bit. “Yeah, Ariel’s boyfriend is actually a pretty good friend of mine, and of course she’s taught him all there is to know about sailing, and he gave me a few lessons. Luckily I pick up quick because boating is a lot more complicated than I ever though.” He laughed. “I’m sure you will, thanks again for the invite.” He turned back to Landon once his father was gone, and nodded almost immediately to his question. 

“Landon. I’m always hungry.” He laughed, not even waiting for Landon to lead the way, he knew where the stern was on a boat, and he was already starving even though they had just woken up, what, like 20 minutes ago. 

He was happy to find the arrangement of food when he got to the stern, and wanted to stuff his face quite honestly, but he knew that was rude, and that this arrangement also had to feed the million Marin’s that were also on board, so he settled for a smaller portion that what he usually ate. 

“No no no no no,” Landon argued, quickly losing his battle against Louie’s, leaving him pinned to the bed under the assault of his boyfriend’s fingers. Waves of laughter roe out of Landon before Louie eventually laid back down, still quietly laughing when he came to a resting spot against him. “I’d have to agree,” He added, lazily twisting his fingers through Louie’s hair. “I know I asked you about what you had going on today last night, but let’s be real, I was asleep before you opened your mouth.” Giving a soft smile, Landon dropped his fingers from Louie’s hair and propped himself up on his elbows.

“So we have this boat right? I promise, it’s nothing special, but we’re all going out on it today.” He nudged closer to Louie, laying his head on his shoulder. “Aaaaand I was hoping you’d come out with us,” He kisses Louie’s neck quickly, “Pretty please.” Another kiss. And another…. and then several more. “Plus,” One more. “My dad wants you to come. I guess he likes you.” He smiled against Louie’s skin, sitting back up into his previous position. “It’ll just be us… and like twenty other people, but it’ll be fun. If you wanna invite your brothers, I’m sure no one will…” Landon’s attention was drawn away from his boyfriend when his door opened and his sister Devon stepped in, already done from head to toe. She was in a bikini with a cover up tied at the waist.

“Are you guys coming?” She questioned, Valentino hand back draped over her shoulder before Andrew poked around behind her, as well, already ready.

“Seriously, hurry up! I know you guys had fun last night, but let’s. go.”

“Could you guys maybe knock? Or go away for five seconds?!” Landon shooed, his face turning red with embarrassment. “We’ll be done in a sec, I promise. Don’t leave without us! Just wait five seconds.” He huffed, turning back to Louie as his door shut. “I guess time’s a factor.”

“Yeah, I know you were.” Louie laughed, looking at his boyfriend as he propped himself up. He knew that Landon was about to tell him what his plans were for today, and he was right. He listened to Landon go on about the boat and how he was invited, he even felt a little special when the Dane told him that his father had wanted him to come. Louie had never gotten along with his own father so he kinda felt like this was his opportunity. 

He laughed at the parade of kisses he was given, as if there was something stopping him from saying yes. Of course he wanted to join, but he let Landon kiss him a few more times before opening his mouth to reply. That was stopped when the door to his bedroom swung open. Louie’s face flushed and he pulled the covers tighter around himself, since he was still fully nude. 

He listened to them talk and practically wanted to curl up and hide. He had almost, for a small amount of time, forgotten how loud they had been last night, and that he was about to be on the Marin chopping block. He was going to be eaten like shark bait today. “Of course I’ll go. But promise you’ll rescue me when your siblings throw me over board for last night.” He joked, he knew the Marin’s wouldn’t be mad, probably just question and tease the hell out of him. 

He slid off the bed, clearly under a time crunch. “Can I borrow some swim trunks?” He asked, already heading into Landon’s closet to retrieve some. He knew Landon wouldn’t care, and he didn’t have the time to run to his own house obviously. He grabbed a pair and slid them onto his hips. Now it was just a matter of finding a shirt, since Landon was built a little smaller than him. He had probably left a shirt here months ago when they were dating the first time, so he dug around for a moment, and he was right. He slid the shirt on over his head, and reappeared from the closet. 

The morning after was nothing like Landon expected. He expect to be tired, grumpy, and generally irritated from the fatigue that would be lingering in his tissues from their act the night before it was quite the opposite. He slept better than he ever had in his life and woke up with a smile to the sound of his snoring boyfriend next to him. Louie wasn’t a loud snorer at all so it wasn’t annoying. It was only nine in the morning and Landon would have probably still been asleep but sound of his phone altering him to a text message woke him up. He moved gently and quietly, putting a small kiss on Louie’s cheek before easing out of the older man’s embrace and out of the bed. Grabbing his phone, Landon found his knees a tad weak when he first stood. There was a small sting inside of him from the way he’d exercised his ass the nigh before but he ignored it and could barely feel it after taking a few steps. He grabbed a pair of underwear from his closet and stepped into them before sliding a yellow and blue ombre tank over his torso and walked from his bedroom to his balcony, curling his fingers through his messy hair.

Taking a seat on beach chair he’d set up out there, Landon looked over his backyard for a moment before he felt his phone buzz again. His thoughts were everywhere and he hadn’t even remembered to read the first two messages he’d gotten. The first was from his older brother David, who apparently was with their dad.

David: Dad wants to take Thalassa out today. Are you gonna come? Landon: More than likely, yeah. David: Is Lewis coming? Landon: *Louie. Does Dad care if he comes? David: No, he invited him.

The second was from his sister, Devon, who was right across the hall.

Devon: jsyk i totally heard you last night Landon: I do snore kinda loud… Devon: we’re gonna talk about it later be ready Landon: You’re not a sleep doctor

The last, from his spirit animal. The red haired neighbor girl, Ariel.

Ariel: You need to call me asap. Landon: Did someone die?? Ariel: Call. Me.

With an annoyed sigh, Landon tapped the little phone in the corner of their conversation and brought the phone to his ear. Knowing Ariel, god only knows what this could be about. “Where’s the fire?” He teased as she answered the phone on the first ring.

“In your bedroom from what I hear.” Her tone amused and devious as always.

“And who did you hear that from?!” Landon asked, way more surprised than he needed to. If his shock from an innocent comment wasn’t an indicator of something to hide, nothing was.

“Uhm, hello, I’m friends with all of your sisters.” She replied, acting as if it was common knowledge that Landon’s private life was a casual conversation topic. “Devon text me last night and said I needed to talk to you first thing in the morning because of, and I quote, ‘the noise from his bedroom’.”

“There’s noting to tell! I mean, like a little, but nothing major…” He paused, waiting for her to reply. He could just feel her staring at the phone, giving him the same face she always did when he wasn’t bending to her stubborn will. “Okay fine! But really, Ari, I haven’t had a lot of time to text you a play by play. A lot happened.” He described, adding a small laugh.

“So start from the beginning and I’ll be listening.” She said, quickly correcting herself. “Actually, no, hang up and Skype me because I’m trying to get ready. We’ve got another “Daughters of Triton” bullshit thing to do today and I’ve got start getting ready. Totally retarded.” She scoffed. 

Landon sighed and agreed, really not having another option since it was Ariel he was talking to. Hanging up, Landon made his way back inside and grabbed his laptop before returning to his seat. Launching Skype, he called his best friend.

“Okay, now, start from the beginning.” She requested, sweeping a brush through her fiery hair.

With another sigh, Landon told his tale. From start to finish. He told Ariel every detail about his life, 100% of the time. The only thing he’d ever kept from her was Louie. He didn’t share Louie with anyone and never wanted to… Until now. He almost felt like a sinner at confession the way he told her his story. Starting from the first time they passed notes in class, he gave her every detail of his affair with Louie up until the moment where they sat, Skyping the morning away.

“No. Fucking. Way.” Was her only reply, her face having gone through several states of shock, happiness, surprise, and anger through the duration of his story. “We’re talking Louie, like Louie Duck?? My boyfriend’s best friend, Louie?” Landon could have been offended by the way she questioned him but he knew it was a lot to take in so he let her let it out.

“Louie Duck as in,” He turned his laptop to look more into the window and zoomed in on the webcam, showing Louie’s sleeping body. “Louie ‘Asleep in my Bed’ Duck.” He turned the laptop back to him and they had another lengthy discussion about why he never told her and how happy she was for him and she couldn’t wait to come see them. Landon was happy Ariel knew now but was more than happy when she said she had to go. She would have talked to him all day if she had the opportunity, but for the first time ever, he had someone he’d rather see. 

He could hear the door to Landon’s balcony open in the back of his mind, but he didn’t care, Landon was probably just stepping out to enjoy the morning air anyways, or talk to someone on the phone. Louie had a habit of sleeping in late, and he knew his boyfriend did not. Landon usually woke before him, and then wanted him away moments after. It was actually something that Louie had missed about the cute blonde boy; him trying to wake the slumbering Duck. 

Louie laid sprawled out on his stomach in Landon’s bed, now that the younger male was gone, the sheets pushed down to his waist. It was warm where they were anyways, so it wasn’t like he needed to be covered. He dreamed about his mother, about her meeting the blonde. Something he wished desperately could happen. She wouldn’t have loved Landon, and Landon her. They were similar in a lot of ways, and Louie thought that if they had had the chance to meet, they would be quick friends. 

He dreamt about everything really, their future together mostly. Now that Landon was back in his life, there was nothing stopping him from imagining the two of them ending up married with kids. Louie was a sap most of the time anyways, but Landon brought it out in him especially. 

Landon took in all of Louie’s words and couldn’t help but smile at them. He wasn’t sure what kind of saint he’d been in a past life to earn the love of such an amazing man but he wouldn’t question it. Following Louie’s whisper, Landon leaned forward to put a small kiss on his boyfriend’s lips, holding them hostage for the better part of a minute before he reluctantly leaned away from them. “My family’s gonna eat you,” He whispered with a laugh before rolling away from Louie and putting himself into a fully reclined position, waiting for Louie to do the same before he reattached himself to his boyfriend.

“Kinda,” Landon spoke, adding another laugh to his expression as he got comfortable against his boyfriend who honestly smelled. He smelled like sweat and sex and it was terrible but intoxicating. He’d definitely light a candle in the morning but for now he basked in it. “You wore me out,” He added as his eyes fluttered shut, his body already starting to shut down as he got into a comfortable position with the American. “I love you.” he yawned while readjusting his pillow. “What’re your,” another yawn interrupted him. “your agenda for tomorrow?”

“They’re never going to let me forget this. I will forever be known for this.” He huffed embarrassed, though it wasn’t a total loss to always been known for making the Dane feel good. He just didn’t want to hear it from his family. Louie laid back down with Landon, content as he curled into Louie’s side. “I think that’s part of the fun of it, love.” He mused, scrunching his nose playfully at his Danish boyfriend. He could feel Landon slowly relaxing, no doubt soon to fall asleep. Louie was feeling pretty tired himself. “I love you more, cutie.” He replied, settling into a comfortable position on the bed with Landon, his whole body relaxing into the mattress as he adjusted his head on the pillow, his arm still draped around Landon, keeping him close. 

Feeling his boyfriend cumming inside of him put Landon in a nother world. A world where only he and Louie lived and mattered. It was warm and amazing and Louie’s. Much as he felt in that moment. When Louie pulled out of him, Landon winced slightly and felt a sensation of emptiness he’d not felt before. Their silence continued but Landon was content to lay in the darkness with his boyfriend until one of them was ready to break it. He wondered if he’d be able to walk without pain tomorrow but even if he couldn’t; this was well worth it. His head turned to look at Louie when he heard his boyfriend moving, a small smile creeping onto his lips where Louie cleaned his cum off of his stomach. He would have done that himself later, but he was too worn in that moment to be bothered. The view of Louie’s naked body was perfect in the dim light leaking in from the moon and Landon couldn’t think of anywhere else he’d rather be.

When Louie laid back down and ushered him into his embrace, Landon willingly molded into his side, his arm draped over Louie’s stomach as he laid his head against the American’s chest. The sound of Louie’s laugh made him laugh as well, his fingers lazily dancing around Louie’s bellybutton. “Meh, I’ve had better,” He teased, shaking his head almost immediately, pressing a few small kisses on his lover’s chest. “I’m teasing, I promise, babe.” He assumed him as he did his best to roll over, his chin supported by one of his hands as he laid looking at Louie. “It was amazing, Louie. I mean really, really amazing.” His face flushed slightly but his lips curled into a smile as he reflected on their actions. “If you couldn’t tell I’m sure Kyle could,” He said with an embarrassed laugh as he hid his face. Kyle’s room was right next to his and there was no way he didn’t hear at least some of it. “How about you?” He asked, before lifting his head out of his palm. “I mean… was I good enough?” That was always Landon’s question after anything he did. He was always second guessing himself or comparing himself to someone who was doing better and it drove him crazy with insecurity.

Louie was more than content as Landon curled up at his side, feeling as if nothing could ever go wrong in the world again. It was just he and Landon, and that’s all he really needed. He gave his boyfriend a gentle squeeze before faking a pout when Landon said he had had better. Of course Louie knew he was teasing, but he thought it was cute when Landon assured him that he certainly hadn’t had better. He looked at the Dane when he propped himself up, smiling at how beautiful he was in the dim moonlight. His own cheeks flushed when Landon mentions Kyle probably hearing them. “I’m going to get a lot of shit from your family tomorrow.” He sighed, embarrassed at the thought of one of Landon’s siblings give him shit for how loud they had been. In the moment he’d loved how loud his boyfriend had been, but now he was going to reap the repercussions. 

Landon needed to do better with his moans. He may have let all his walls down with Louie in this moment, but it was their moment. It wasn’t a family moment for everyone in the house to take note of but the way Louie’s cock rammed into him force a series of moans of out his mouth that he s the assault on his ass continued, Landon clenched himself around the lengthy intrusion that was sending his body into a frenzy like he’d never felt before. He tried to keep himself steady, manage his excitement, but he was failing. His nails raked down Louie’s back again, much harder than they hand the first time before he let his arms sprawl out above him. “Louie,” was all he could moan, accompanied by a series of profanities and ‘oh my god’s. Feeling his sensitive skin bit by his boyfriend made his body cringe with pleasure.

Once Louie’s hand left his cock, Landon didn’t even notice. The internal pleasure radiating from within him was beyond enough to keep Landon content with his current situation. His cock was already pulsing and throbbing against his stomach, even feeling some of his pre-cum leaking onto him. As Louie took control of his hips, he realized (for the first time that evening) how sweaty the two of them had actually gotten. It was a physical task and both of them were giving as much as they could to each other, Louie more than Landon for obvious reasons. As they continued in their position, Landon couldn’t keep still. His body wanted to go up down and everywhere but Louie kept him rooted to the bed. His moans were getting fewer and far in between, not due to lack of interest, but due to his absolute breathlessness. He gave a few quiet whispers of pleasure into his boyfriend’s ear until the dick of Louie’s cock came to impact on his prostate, another helplessly loud moan radiating out of him. “Louie! Oh my god, do that again, please,” He begged, not proud of himself as did so, but in desperate need of that contact again.

Louie listened and Landon’s body responded the only way it could. The repeated abuse of his inner most point causing him to push back against Louie to the best of his ability against Louie’s hands. “I’m gonna-”” He was interrupted by another moan, his lip falling between his  teeth for a second before he continued. “I’m gonna cum, Louie– Ahhh, oh my god.” He warned, only a few seconds dividing his warning before he actually came. Unaided by his hand our Louie’s, Landon’s cock pulsated against his stomach as he shot his load, several heavy ribbons darting between the small space between them before landing on Landon’s stomach, each new release introducing a new wave of pleasure into Landon’s muscles, causing his ass to clench rhythmically around Louie. He was panting, heavily and quietly as Louie continued to fuck him through his climax, entertaining every possible inch of Landon’s body from his hair down to his tightly curled toes. He didn’t know what to say, his body vibrating in a euphoria he’d never experienced when cumming on his own. His silenced wasn’t awkward or uncomfortable, but warranted. His eyes were matched to Louie’s through the duration of his orgasm, saying all that was unsaid between them in that moment.

Louie moaned as he felt Landon’s nails raking down his back roughly, he hoped they left a mark, because even though he was generally a gentle giant, the feeling of Landon’s nails ripping down his back really turned him on, and he could only imagine the red lines littering his skin, claiming him as Landon’s; fully. He loved every moan and profanity that left the blonde’s plump lips, drank all of them in, because fuck was it attractive to hear his boyfriend moaning from the pleasure that he was causing. Hearing the whispers that Landon gave him only heightened the pleasure he got from the noises leaving Landon, maybe the loud moans made him incredibly needy for the blonde, but the whispers sent shivers down his spine, they were only for him, and that he loved. He smirked at the sudden outburst of moans and cries again when he slammed into Landon’s prostate, proud of how good he could make his boyfriend feel. 

“With pleasure....” He whispered into Landon’s ear, almost immediately following the words with another few thrusts into Landon’s prostate. He didn’t know how much longer he could hold out, with his back still burning from Landon’s nails, and the way Landon moaned, and especially the way his tight ass felt around his cock, Louie was closing in on his climax. But he knew he couldn’t stop until Landon was dripping with pleasure. As if on cue, Landon expressed how close he was, and Louie pushed on a little further, deliberately pushing into Landon’s prostate with deep thrusts, edging him the rest of the way. Just feeling and seeing Landon finish was all it took to bring Louie to his climax as well, his hips riding through both of their climaxes, his load shooting into Landon’s beautiful ass. He gave one last thrust into Landon’s ass before slowly pulling himself out, and collapsing on the bed next to his boyfriend.

Before he had started kick-boxing and working out on a daily basis, holding his body above Landon for so long might have left his arm muscles quivering, and while they still felt a little numb, it wasn’t as bad as it could have been. He was panting heavy, his body coated in a sheet of sticky sweat. He didn’t have words to express how good he felt in that moment, his whole body soaring high above the clouds from euphoria. He laid there for a moment longer before retrieving a few tissues from Landon’s desk and attentively cleaning up his boyfriend. Once Landon was cleaned he tossed the tissues away in the trash and flopped back on the bed, curling up and pulling Landon into an embrace. He admired how beautiful Landon was in that moment, his hair fussed, his lips red and swollen, his face flushed; he looked well fucked to be honest. 

Landon squeezed Louie’s hand as soon as it was after too him and was happy to have the extra contact with his boyfriend. He needed the support in that moment too. Feeling Louie start to back out of him, Landon wanted to clench his ass around Louie and keep him in place, the promise of his return and furthered entertainment the only thing letting Landon let him go. He felt better than he knew how to describe despite the initial pain, which had already started to fade… or at least be over powered by the feeling of Louie burying himself back into Landon. The first few rounds of slow thrusts were the ultimate torture, but they were exactly what Landon needed. As soon as Louie had given his first thrust, Landon was ready to take everything Louie could offer as hard as he would give it to him, but the few slow movements and tender attention to the walls of Landon’s ass provided him with just enough practice for the pain to be a practical memory by the time Louie took control to speed up for him.

If his moans weren’t signal enough for Louie to know how much of an effect he was having on Landon, the movement of his hands to Louie’s shoulder’s should have got the message across. “Louie,” Landon moaned, his voice shaky with need and passion as he felt Louie grasp his cock once again, slowly teasing Landon’s erection as his dick explored every inch Landon’s ass for the first (of presumably, many) time. His finger nails clawed gently at Louie’s shoulder, not trying to hurt him, but simply relieve himself of some of the tension building up in muscles in anticipation for Louie’s on coming attention to his ass. He could see it in Louie’s face that he was trying to focus on not hurting Landon as much as you could see the expressions of pleasure, an expression Landon would commit to memory for the rest of his days.

“I’m yours, Louie,” Landon moaned to Louie, his neck craned against the bed as he allowed a quiet moan to interrupt his sentence. He matched his eyes to Louie’s for a moment, panting quietly to himself with each impact from Louie’s movements, “Make me yours”. He loved that Louie was so concerned with his well being and enjoyment during their first time, but Landon didn’t want Louie to hold back either. If it felt half as good to Louie as it did to Landon, the blonde didn’t know how the American was keep his cool so well and wouldn’t want him to miss out on a full experience for their  first time. There was also a part of Landon that wanted to see a new side of Louie. Louie was a perfect sweetheart four thousand percent of the time and Landon was beyond in love with that man, but he knew that there was a part of Louie his boyfriend was holding back and Landon was curious to see what happened if he let go. If controlled Louie felt this amazing, what could he do with no restraints?

The way that Landon moaned his name made his head spin, he wanted to hear it over and over again. He wanted to make Landon moan his name until the sun came up. That mixed with the way the blondes’ nails felt dragged across his skin drove him crazy, he didn’t know how he kept his pace at the speed it was at because Landon was making him want him more and more, and he hadn’t known it was possible. He still managed to swallow down his animalistic needs as they bubbled up inside him, still managing to keep his pace steady. But Landon kept pushing him further and further into all loss of control. The way his name left the Dane’s lips again in a moan, and then him asking Louie to make him his. He knew Landon wanted him to let go of control for now, to stop holding back and give him everything he had in him. But he was afraid, afraid that this side of him would scare off his boyfriend, and he had just gotten him back. 

Louie bounced back and forth between the cons of holding back still and letting go for a moment, his hips still moving to meet Landon’s at a steady rhythm. But after a little while of contemplating, he knew he had to give Landon what he wanted. Plus, he was starting to have a hard time controlling his need for Landon. So, Louie caved to Landon’s words, his hips jerking into Landon’s fast and hard, and the sheer pleasure of it ripping a moan out of him. “Landon,” he breathed out in a low moan, unable to form the rest of the words he wanted. His hips thrust back into Landon again, his restraints gone, and while there was a little voice in the back of his head reminding him to make sure he wasn’t hurting his boyfriend, he knew Landon would voice it to him if he needed Louie to stop.  His hand kept working over Landon’s erection steadily for a while longer, but there was only so much restraint he could hold, and after a few more moments he left go, his hand moving to Landon’s hip and gripping hard enough to keep him in place, but not hard enough to leave any marks. 

Landon’s heart was racing faster than he wanted to admit. It was finally happening. For someone like Landon, sex had never been an important part of his life. He fantasized, as every human does, but that’s all he did. He did it a lot more after meeting Louie but no amount of fantasy or practice could have prepared him for the moment he would give Louis Cole Duck the most ultimate part of himself. He opened his mouth to guarantee Louie he’d let him know, but all he could produce was a stifled moan of pleasure and anxiety when he felt the head of Louie’s dick brushing against his entrance as his boyfriend lined himself up to Landon accordingly. There wasn’t turning back now and though he was scared, he was ready.

Landon’s eyes were matched with Louie’s until the moment Louie entered him. The first three inches that pressed passed the ring of muscle into his body caused him to belt out a moan louder than he wanted to. There was no way, in a house filled with so many, that no one heard it. There was an inexplicable sensation radiating from his ass and the swirling emotions made his head collapse onto the mattress as his back arched up slightly from the bed. It was tight and uncomfortable feeling that made Landon want to kick Louie in the face as hard as he could, but the desire physically aching from his ass expanded to every single inch of his body to sugar coat the pain making all of his muscles tighten and clench Louie’s cock to force him out of his boyfriend. If Louie had stopped for just a moment longer, Landon may have asked him to stop. But once Louie resumed his motion, the same muscles that were working against him seemed to be relaxing, practically inviting Louie in as deep as he could reach and Landon was more than happy to accommodate.

Through Louie’s descent to full submersion in Landon, the Dane’s face went through a repetitive cycle of pain and ecstasy. He definitely felt the pain that everyone talked about, but no one prepared him for how good that pain would feel. His walls occasionally clenched around Louie once he stopped, Landon wanting to make sure he knew every inch as it entered him. Aside from the length of his boyfriend’s cock, it was also very thick and Landon literally felt like he was being torn in two everytime he moved the wrong way. When Louie’s lips required the attention of Landon’s, his kiss was brief, as his mouth was too preoccupied with making sure he could breath fast enough. “You do too,” Landon confessed with more gusto than he meant to. His hands were curled tightly in the sheets, tugging on them to get out to work out the pains of accepting all of his boyfriend. After a few passing moments, Landon gave Louie a vigorous nod, giving his boyfriend the green flag.

It felt like Louie’s heart might pound right out of his ribcage with how hard it fluttered in his chest. He was suddenly so self-conscious and afraid that Landon would regret letting them get to this point in the morning. But he had to remind himself that this was Landon, his Landon, and this wasn’t going to change that. Landon was willing to open up to him like this, and that was huge; and he knew that meant they would last a long time, if not forever. His thoughts came to a halt when he heard the moans falling from the blondes’ lips. He reveled in them, drank every little noise up. He was the one making Landon feel this good, and that was a wonderful feeling to him. But besides that, the noises were damn attractive, not in his wildest dreams could he imagine Landon sounding this good as he moaned. He couldn’t even bring himself to be embarrassed about the fact that someone in the house had certainly heard the loud moan that had bubbled its way out of Landon. 

He could tell that, as he had expected, he couldn’t get rid of the pain completely. Landon’s face twisted between pure pleasure to absolute pain, which was almost enough to make him stop, but he knew it would only be worse the next time if he stopped now: plus, it felt too damn good to be buried inside his boyfriend to stop now. He was glad to hear that he actually felt good to Landon, not just full on painful. Louie could see Landon’s knuckles turning white with how they grasped the sheets and he moved one hand to lace their fingers together, giving Landon something more sturdy to grip. He didn’t try to move, staying as still as possible until Landon nodded, letting him know it was okay to continue. 

Landon could only reply to Louie with a strained, almost silent gasp when he asked hi to repeat what he’d said in English. He couldn’t find his voice in that moment. Feeling Louie’s cock against his own again sent him further down the sanity stream than he already was. He knew that Louie knew what he wanted and hoped he would oblige without a verbal consent in the American’s native tongue. His eyes were steady with Louie’s, despite his body trembling with love, fear, and desire. This was a major step for Landon and their relationship. Yes, he’d put a lot of thought about giving himself to Louie and he knew it was what he wanted but it was human to experience such mixed emotions the moment before a chapter of your life ends and you’re ‘innocence’ is officially gone.

As Louie’s fingers massaged his tight entrance, Landon had his bottom lip clamped between teeth. The sensation of his boyfriend’s first contact with his tight hole mixed with the soft kisses against his neck made his dick throb against Louie’s. He clenched his eyes shut as his fell open when Louie sunk the first finger into him. There was a sharp string that came with his intrusion but after a few rounds of his finger moving in and out of his soon to be deflowered ass, he grew used to it. When Louie added his second finger into Landon, it warranted a soft moan into Louie’s ear and prompted Landon to move his hands from the headboard to his boyfriend’s shoulders. He braced himself for a moment as Louie continued before he laced his arms around Louie’s neck. “Kiss me first,” He managed to whisper, in English this time. “I tilfælde af at du ikke elsker mig i morgen…” He knew Louie would argue with his statement which is purposely why he whispered it in Danish. Leaning his head up, Landon molded his lips to Louie’s with as much passion and heart as he could muster. He wanted to solidify nothing would change in the morning. He’d still be Louie. He’d still be Landon and he would still love Louie more than he any word in any language could describe. When their lips finally released one another, Landon whispered against them before Louie could move away. “I’m ready, Louie…”

Louie smiled at Landon’s request, nodding gently before kissing him back, not paying much mind to his whispered Danish words. He let all his love seep into this one kiss, assuring Landon that this moment wouldn’t change how Louie felt about the boy. They would be a hell of a lot closer to each other, but there would be nothing different between the two, and somehow he could feel that’s exactly the reassurance that Landon needed. He let the kiss linger as long as Landon needed it, waiting for the blonde to pull away. “If you need me to stop at any point, let me know.” He told his beautiful boyfriend before moving their position around a bit. Louie still hovered over Landon, one hand holding onto one of Landon’s while the other positioned himself at Landon’s entrance. 

He was definitely surprised by his own actions as he mouth moved so effortlessly around Louie’s cock, his eyes closed but beginning to water from the lack of oxygen. He could have/should have been breathing through his nose but it required more focus than Landon could offer at the moment. He loved the feeling of Louie’s moans and profane compliments as they hit his ears. Stopping for a breath wasn’t an option for him, as he didn’t want to take way from Louie’s obvious enjoyment. When he was just about to pull away from Louie for another brief pause to collect himself, Landon heard his boyfriend’s voice and was almost immediately peeled away from the object of his attentions to be brought into a hungry kiss unlike any way Louie had ever kissed him before. He could still taste his boyfriend lingering on his tongue when it was greeted by Louie’s, a small moan being let go into Louie’s mouth as Landon melted into him. Surely Louie had to have felt the heat rise into the Blonde’s cheeks following his compliment. Like his classic self, Landon shyly looked down with an infectious laugh, unable to hide his face as he typical would have. He didn’t know what to say. He’d honestly never even kissed another boy who wasn’t Louie so he wasn’t sure where these hidden talents had come from.

Allowing himself to be moved, he met Louie’s eyes as the American hovered above him. There was an intimacy between them that Landon was slowly becoming addicted to. As Louie came down to his level, Landon leaned his head back against the pillows to give Louie access to his neck, his body responding to each of Louie’s precise kisses. When Louie’s lips detached from the skin under his collar bone, it sent a chill through his body as he gently drug his fingers over the small hickey that Louie had left on him. “Jeg er din … Bare tag mig.,” He confessed, his voice hitching toward the end as he felt Louie removing his underwear with his teeth. He often bounced back and forth between English and Danish but Louie was driving him crazy and his vocabulary was blurring together. There was no time before Landon had been 100% naked in front of another person. Yeah, Louie had obviously just felt everything he needed to to get a good idea, but there was a difference between touching and actual seeing. This image would forever be in Louie’s memory and that scared him. When he felt his underwear being removed entirely, he sucked in a sharp breath and brought his bottom lip under his teeth. It was nerve racking but intoxicating being so exposed to Louie. He didn’t even attempt hiding himself. He wanted Louie to know he was his. He could take him anyway he wanted and Landon would follow without a question.

Feeling Louie pepper his erection with his kisses was an entirely different experience from the attention of his hand. It was soft, tender. His tongue tracing saliva around the shaft and teasing his head so delicately sent Landon’s hands out as far as they could reach to steady himself by holding the rungs of his headboard. His mouth fell open as he squirmed under the warmth of Louie’s mouth. The hot, wet tunnel accepting his dick made Landon’s roll back against the mattress as surges of pleasure racked his body in ways he never expected. His boyfriend must love teasing him. With each new bob of Louie’s head and swirl of his tongue, Landon’s pleasure began to sprawl out from his cock, radiating into his back in. He’d felt horny before but never in his life had he felt such a desire, rather need, for another person. It was radiating from deep inside him, causing every muscle in his body to cry for Louie’s attentions to be transfered elsewhere. He didn’t want to beg or plead like a dog in heat, but he couldn’t fight his body anymore. “Åh min Gud, Louie, bedes jeg har brug for dig lige nu! I love you,” He finished breathlessly, his ass pressing against the mattress to attempt relieving some of the need Landon felt pulsing from it. “I just want to be yours,” He added, his palms burning form his grip on the headboard.

Louie had made an effort to learn some Danish the first time around, but he hadn’t learned enough to be fluent, and even if Landon had said something he could understand, there was no way his mind could pull knowledge of Danish out of the vast depths of it right now. Not with Landon underneath him, looking so flushed and beautiful. He thought Danish was beautiful coming out of Landon’s mouth any regular old day of the year, but now it just sounded purely sexy. He took in every inch of his naked boyfriend that he could in the moment, not sure he was fully able to appreciate how good he looked with it being the first time he’d ever seen Landon like this. “You are perfect.” He whispered lovingly, his lust and need subsiding for a moment. He wished he could freeze this moment, the way Landon looked below him, exposed for him to see. So vulnerable, yet not even attempting to hide any little bit of himself. 

He continued to work his mouth up and down Landon’s erection, holding back enough to keep him wanting more but not enough to make it un-pleasurable. But he wanted to give more, to give Landon his all, just to keep hearing those noises coming out of his mouth, and feel him writhing below him. He smirked a little as he pulled away, listening to the Danish pleas falling out of Landon’s beautiful mouth. He moved back to hover at eye level with the blonde, making sure to brush his erection against his boyfriends as he went -- even though it also drove him a little nuts to feel their erections touching, it was worth it to tease Landon a bit more. “English, love. I need you to say it in English for me.” He teased, even though he had a pretty good idea of what the younger male wanted, just based on his body movements and the way he pressed his ass into the mattress. 

Landon quickly glanced at his door, his bottom lip drawn in under his teeth before a second before he raised his fingers to the elastic of Louie’s boxers. He wanted to make Louie happy and nothing else in the world was of more importance to him in that that moment. Glancing back at Louie when he heard the older male’s plea come out much more desperate than he expected, he got a twinge of excitement below his belt once again. Holding the elastic in his hand for a moment, he took a quiet breath before he pulled down on the fabric, slowly exposing his boyfriend’s cock to him in all of it’s glory. “Louie…” Was all Landon could say. Initially, Landon was incredibly intimidated. His boyfriend was… well endowed to say the least. Landon had, obviously, imagined what Louie had hiding beneath his jeans and of course everybody wants their boyfriend to be packin’ heat where it counts but Landon never imagined Louie to be as big as he was. How was he going to keep him entertained? He could barely hold his own in a hand job, there was no way Landon could go toe to toe with all eight inches of his boyfriend’s manhood… but he was certainly excited to try.

Quickly licking his palm (hopefully before Louie could notice), Landon wrapped his fingers around Louie firmly, mimicking what Louie had done to him. Landon squeezed the base of his boyfriend’s cock before working his way up and back down, each time managing to roll his hand over the sensitive head of his dick, wanting to give Louie as much as he could before the deed was actually done. His mind was blank and he was letting his instincts drive him through his actions. He could hear how his boyfriend was responding and it only made him more eager to please. He knew if he stopped right there, Louie wouldn’t be necessarily pleased, but he wouldn’t fight him either. Knowing he didn’t have to continue was a driving factor behind him continuing. He loved Louie and he considered himself lucky to be loved by Louie. If he had the chance to make him happy; he was going to cease it.

As his hand continued to work, pumping and toying with the now fully grown member between his fingers, his mind was still blank apart from anything wasn’t Louie. In his daze, he glanced down at his boyfriend’s cock in his hands and leaned down to the level of Louie’s cock. There was a musky, intoxicating scent that Landon could smell from the start, but it was so much stronger the closer he was to the source and despite his embarrassment, he loved it. It was the smell of his lover and the small of the man he was happy to call his his. Using his hand to push Louie’s dick toward him, Landon went in with little hesitation. Flattening his tongue against the base of Louie’s cock before slowly teasing his way toward the head, letting his tongue feel and dampen every vein and detail along the way until he found the head of Louie’s cock between his lips, his tongue taking control of itself to do what it somehow seemed to know it needed to do while Landon entertained the remainder.

Louie’s taste was beyond description. There was not a single word to describe the way he felt against Landon’s tongue and there was no expression or phrase that could sum it up. All he could use to express himself was his mouth. After he’d adjusted to the taste of his boyfriend, Landon almost timidly looked up to his if Louie’s attention had wandered or if he’d enjoyed what Landon was doing. Finding nothing but a gaping mouth of pleasure, Landon closed his eyes again and pushed his head down the shaft. He wasn’t sure how much he could take without gagging so he planned to stop once he felt the resistance of his throat. Unbeknownst to him (until he felt the itch of light pubic hair on his nose and chin), Landon didn’t actually have a gag reflex. He had registered there was a decent amount of Louie in his mouth to the point that he’d swallowed to accommodate the rest, but he didn’t realize he could take all of his boyfriend. Keeping himself from a virginal attack of excitement, Landon simply pulled his head up like nothing was out of the ordinary to catch his breath for a moment before he went back in, this time, with much more confidence.

It felt like a breath of fresh air to be let out of the confines of his briefs, that were actually getting to be very constricting. The way Landon muttered his name made him flush from head to toe. Louie knew that he was .... well, packing, but he always felt a little shy about it. Most people wanted their boyfriend to be well off in the lower region, right? So why did it embarrass him so much? Maybe he was afraid that Landon would be too afraid of how big he was, which was a ridiculous idea, wasn’t it? All thoughts ceased the second those delicate and precise fingers of the younger male wrapped around him. Louie wasn’t braced enough for the feeling, his head spun with the feeling of Landon’s hand wrapped around his dick, mimicking the moves of his own hand on Landon’s dick just moments before, but had it truly been this good for Landon? Certainly not, you would think Landon was the experienced one and Louie the virgin. It certainly hadn’t been just days ago since the last time someone had touched Louie, it was almost a new experience for him too. 

He parted his lips to praise his boyfriend, sure that it would help with any nerves the blonde might have, but no words came out, at least no functional ones, just a soft moan. He could feel Landon leaning closer to him, his hot breath ghosting over Louie’s skin and sending cold shivers up his spine; which only heightened the pleasure of the work his hand was doing. The American boy couldn’t help his head from falling back against the bed as Landon’s tongue teased at his erection, Louie certainly didn’t deserve all this attention on him, this was about Landon’s first time, and making Landon feel good, but his hands and mouth weren’t cooperating with his brain. His fingers grasped the soft sheets underneath him, his mouth falling open in silent praise of the way Landon’s tongue expertly darted around his member. Louie knew the younger male wasn’t lying about being a virgin, but he was beginning to feel like the beginner in this relationship. 

He hadn’t been wrong in his thoughts about how perfect the Dane’s mouth was, his plump lips sliding down his erection without so much as a hitch, even when Louie fully expected him to stop a mere few inches in; but Landon’s beautiful mouth kept going, and going, and going until Louie could feel his nose pressed to his skin, certainly tickled by the pubic hair there. He couldn’t hold back the moan as he practically squirmed underneath the heat of Landon’s mouth. “Fuck baby.” He praised, unable to come up with anything more than those two words. He could tell there was much more confidence in the way Landon continued after a short pause, and it would have been enough to drive the most experienced of men crazy. 

“Com’mere.” He huffed breathlessly, detaching his fingers from the ball of sheets they had wound themselves into, now finding the soft cheek of his boyfriend and [a little reluctantly] pulling his perfect mouth away from Louie’s member and straight to his mouth for a deep, praiseful, and desire-filled kiss. It didn’t even bother him to taste himself on Landon’s lips. “You certainly know how to drive me crazy for being a first timer.” He mumbled playfully against Landon’s lips before pecking them once more and rolling the two over so he was hovering over the blonde. 

“You’re so beautiful.” He hummed appreciatively as he gazed down, pupils blown from need, at his blonde bombshell, flushed from the heat of the moment and lips red and swollen from their activities. Louie only allowed himself a short moment to appreciate the way Landon looked right now before dipping his lips to the edge of the Dane’s jawline. He pressed deliberate kisses from there down, loving every exposed inch of skin he could, sucking a light hickey into the skin just below his jutting collar-bone. “So everyone knows you’re mine...” He whispered against Landon’s pale skin before continuing his trail downwards. He brushed his lips softly across the skin just above the waistband of his underwear before grasping the elastic between his teeth and pulling them away from the boy. He finished pulling them off with his fingers, dropping them to the floor, but for now they had been an obstacle.  

He wasn’t proud of himself. Not at all was he proud he let someone else bring him to state of such vulnerability nor was he proud he actually let someone see him in that state… But he didn’t care. Not even a little bit did he care. Nothing compared to this moment with Louie. Nothing had even come close to the magic of intimacy with someone who had stood by his side for anything and everything even when he was foolish enough to push him away. There was love there that couldn’t be duplicated or imitated by anyone else in the universe. Past, present, or future. The feeling of ecstasy surging from his cock from Louie’s attentions was unmatched and unlike anything he’d felt while working on his own. Even the feeling of Louie’s lips on his ear had pushed him to the cliffs of climax that he wasn’t sure he could return from. “You have no idea,” He practically whimpered in response.

“But…” He continued, moving his arm against the will of his body to reach for Louie’s hand that was thoroughly entertaining his manhood. He was close to cumming and he knew it. He was a little embarrassed it took so little to get him to the finish line but he knew Louie wouldn’t judge him. “I don’t want to finish before we start.” He informed his boyfriend as he gently removed his hand from the confines of the bat cave. Sitting up on Louie’s waist, Landon’s breathing was heavy. He was trying to keep himself cool and collected as he waited for his would be orgasm to recede back to where it belonged for now. He was blushing but he hoped the room was dark enough that Louie wouldn’t notice.

After about a minute of holding onto Louie’s hand for balance, Landon released it and carefully slid off Louie’s waist into the space between his legs. With some minor hesitation, Landon placed a hand onto Louie’s bulge, carefully feeling the presumably half grown erection hiding beneath the fabric. “Can I?” Was his simple request, looking to Louie’s eyes for approval as his fingertips danced around the slot of his boxers, wanting desperately to see his boyfriend in his entirety.

There were so many different things that could have been resting at the back of Louie’s mind, usually he was able to focus on more than one thing. Like the fact there were some lingering Marin’s laughing about below them, or some girls giggling in the backyard a few houses down, but Louie’s mind was clouded over with one thing, and one thing only: Landon Marin. All he could see, feel, smell, taste, and think about was his boyfriend. He smirked triumphantly at the whimper of words that fluttered out of Landon’s perfect mouth, though almost immediately flushed with embarrassment at the thoughts that rolled in through the fog about that perfect mouth. The older boy was a little proud of himself for bringing the younger one so close to climax so quickly [even if that partially had to do with him being a virgin] but he also felt a little bad, maybe he was going to quickly. He wanted Landon to enjoy every last second there was of his first time, and he didn’t want it to speed by. 

He let Landon pull his hand away from the now chartered territory, and rested his hand on the younger boys hips as they sat there, allowing Landon to will himself away from climax so the night could continue. Louie didn’t mind his previously occupied hand being used for support as Landon braced himself again, but he had to admit he wish he had the support as he watched Landon slot himself between Louie’s legs. His breath hitched in his throat as the younger male’s hand found his own erection hiding away in his briefs. Louie wanted to calm himself, to make himself seem less desperate for Landon’s touch than he felt, but it was no use because when he finally let out a breathy word, it was much more desperate than he had intended.