At was almost eleven o'clock before they finally got back to the car, exhausted. Gabriel was carrying a giant teddy bear, almost as tall as he was, which Bailey had won for him at one of the coconut shies. Jordan and Tracy had left the fair a while earlier, hand in hand. They drove back to Gabriel's home in a companionable silence. Bailey pulled up outside Gabe's house, and switched the car engine off.
"I had a good time." Gabe said quietly, wondering what else to say. Tonight had, after all, been his very first date, and he wasn't quite sure what to do next.
"Me too." Bailey smiled across at him.
"Do you… want to come inside for a while?" Gabe asked tentatively. Bailey smiled.
"Do you want me to?"
"I… Yes." Smiling, they got out of the car and headed inside. Gabriel quickly checked the twins and Phoebe were sound asleep before going back down to Bailey. He was stood nervously beside the hall table, looking around with vague interest. Gabe saw the peeling corners of the faded wallpaper, and the worn, fraying edges of the carpet and, for the first time, felt ashamed of his home. "It's not like Angela's place." He said quickly. "Or yours, probably." Bailey shrugged.
"I like it. It's homey." Gabe raised his eyebrow. "It feels lived in. My house and Angela's… they're more like museums than homes. God forbid we spill a drink on any of the carpets, or don't put away our shoes when we come inside." Gabriel smiled. They went through to the living room and sat down, an awkward silence filling the room. They glanced shyly at each other.
Gabe didn't know which of them moved first. A moment later, their lips bumped gently together. Gabe felt Bailey's lips twist into a small smile as they kissed again. Bailey's hands wound into Gabriel's hair, pulling them closer together. With a soft moan, Gabe laid Bailey down beneath him and settled easily on top of him. His hand had automatically moved to the zip of Bailey's trousers, when he forced himself to stop. This wasn't just a quickie for cash, he reminded himself. This was Bailey's first time. He had to go slowly. His hands caressed Bailey's torso gently, sliding beneath his shirt and tweaking his nipples gently. Bailey moaned softly and wriggled beneath Gabe, his hands gripping Gabe's shoulders tightly.
Gabe quickly pulled off Bailey's shirt, exposing the older boy's defined chest. He rubbed Bailey's abdomen for a moment, feeling taut muscle beneath his fingertips, before leaning down and kissing Bailey's chest gently. Bailey groaned again, when Gabe's teeth gently nibbled the skin around his nipple, before his warm, wet tongue flicked over the hardened nub.
"G-Gabriel." Bailey gasped. His fingernails dug deeply into Gabe's shoulders.
"Like it?" Gabe murmured. His fingers flicked Bailey's other nipple while his tongue continued to caress the first one.
"Mm, yeah." Bailey whispered. Warm lips trailed slowly down Bailey's abdomen, gently caressing and teasing. Gabe slowly unzipped Bailey's jeans. "Oh, God." The older boy moaned softly when Gabe's warm breath touched him.
Gabriel heard keys turn in the front door and moved back from Bailey as quickly as he could. Unfortunately, it wasn't fast enough. Jordan gave a soft yelp and scurried into the kitchen, muttering apologies, his eyes covered. Gabe sighed, and re-buttoned Bailey's jeans.
"I guess this is a lost cause." He said with a smile.
"Well, what we've done so far has been good." Bailey smirked. He leant up and kissed Gabe gently, before drawing back with a sigh. "I'll call you, sometime." Gabriel nodded and let Bailey out of the front door, before venturing into the kitchen. Jordan was sat at the table, his eyes squeezed shut, his fingers stuffed in his ears. Gabe tapped his shoulder.
"Sorry." Jordan squeaked when he looked at Gabe.
"You should be." Gabe grunted sourly. "That was going to be a good night." Jordan scowled.
"Ugh." He shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts. "I can't believe you were going to give him a blowjob. On the sofa. The twins are in the next room!"
"True… Perhaps we should go in your room next time." Gabe mused. "It is the only room with a lock on it." He smirked at Jordan. Jordan punched his shoulder, scowling. "How did it go with Tracy?" Gabe asked, sitting at the table beside Jordan. Jordan shrugged.
"Not bad. It was… nice." Gabriel smiled.
"Well… that's good." They sat in silence for a few minutes, before Gabe leant over and ruffled Jordan's hair, before getting to his feet and heading up to bed.
Jordan stayed at the kitchen table a while longer, his heart thudding painfully in his chest. Why was he feeling this way? He thought miserably. What was wrong with him? Dejectedly, he trooped up the stairs and collapsed into his bed and with sigh. He never got to sleep that night.