The Boy Next DOOR.

Arriving home, Dave slipped into the familiar comfort of his house, bidding Jordan a quick goodbye and thanking him for escorting him back. His mind, however, was far from at ease.

He walked into his room and began to undress, the motions almost automatic as his thoughts drifted to Kelvin. Heading to the bathroom, he let the water pour over him, the heat soothing his tense muscles but not the worry gnawing at the back of his mind.

"Why didn't Kelvin come to school today?" he muttered, his voice lost in the sound of the shower, as the water cascaded down his body. The sensation was relaxing, but his mind remained restless, filled with concern for Kelvin.

"I need to go see him. Something's wrong. His behavior yesterday was... not like him at all." The thought echoed, heavy with worry.

Once done, he stepped out, drying his hair and applying his usual skincare routine. As he slipped on a top—one of Kelvin's, oversized and familiar—he felt a bittersweet comfort. The shirt hung loose, brushing just above his knees, reminding him of Kelvin's presence in a way that made his heart ache.

When he checked the clock, it was already 5:45 p.m. His parents were due to come home soon, but he couldn't ignore the uneasy feeling in his chest. He had to go see Kelvin.

Heading out, the evening air felt dense as he made his way over to Kelvin's house. Pressing the doorbell, he waited, anxious.

When Kelvin opened the door, the sight before Dave left him breathless. Kelvin stood there, looking like a shadow of his usual self—eyes hollow, face drawn with an exhaustion that seemed to cling to him.

"Kelvin! Are you okay? What happened?" Dave's voice cracked as he reached up to gently touch Kelvin's cheek, concern flooding every word.

"Dave... go back inside. I'm busy right now," Kelvin's voice was rough, distant, as he tried to close the door. But Dave wasn't having it.

"Kelvin, don't shut me out again." Dave's hand pressed against the door, stopping it from closing.

"You don't understand, Dave," Kelvin said, his voice more forceful, but laced with something that sounded almost like desperation. "Just go home."

"What don't I understand? Explain it to me. I don't like seeing you like this." Dave pushed the door open wider, stepping inside.

Without another word, he moved closer, his arms wrapping around Kelvin in a tight embrace, his lips finding Kelvin's in a soft, pleading kiss. "Kelvin, my love... talk to me. Let me in. I want to share whatever this is with you. Please, don't carry it alone."

Kelvin looked away, his jaw clenched, clearly battling some inner turmoil. His thoughts swirled in chaos. *'If I tell him the truth, he'll hate me. He'll see me as the monster I am. I can't let him know... I have to protect him. I have to keep him away from me.'*

"Kelvin... look at me." Dave's voice was gentle but firm as he cupped Kelvin's face, forcing him to meet his gaze. "No matter what it is, we'll face it together. I don't understand what's going on, but I need you to talk to me. You didn't even come to school today. Why?"

Kelvin's eyes flickered with emotion—guilt, fear, regret. "Dave... we can't be together anymore. I'm not right for you. I can't take care of you, I can't give you the love you deserve, and I can't—"

"Shh, stop." Dave silenced him with another kiss, pressing his lips softly against Kelvin's. "You've said this before, but it doesn't change anything. We belong to each other. No one is taking you away from me, and nothing is taking me away from you."

"Dave..." Kelvin's voice broke, raw with emotion. "Things aren't that simple. You're not safe with me. You need to get as far away from me as possible, my darling."

Dave's brows furrowed in confusion, his heart aching at Kelvin's words. "Why am I not safe with you? What are you not telling me, Kelvin? Why are you pushing me away?"

Kelvin exhaled shakily, his gaze distant. "There's no explanation, Dave. I just know that I'm not good enough for you. I'm weak... I can't take responsibility for—"

"Don't say that," Dave cut him off again, his voice strong and filled with conviction. He kissed Kelvin deeply, the intensity of his emotions spilling over.

Kelvin tried to protest. "Dave... wait... mmmph..." His words were swallowed by Dave's insistent kisses.

Dave pressed forward, gently pushing Kelvin back until he fell onto the couch. Straddling him, Dave sat on Kelvin's lap, facing him as he began to grind softly against him, the friction causing both of them to gasp.

"Dave, mmmh... stop... we can't keep doing this..." Kelvin's breath hitched, his resolve crumbling as Dave's lips trailed down his neck. "Fuck... Dave."

But Dave wasn't listening. His hands moved with purpose, unbuttoning Kelvin's trousers and freeing his hard cock. Dave's eyes widened at the sight, his breath catching.

He had never fully seen it before, always from behind during their previous encounters. Now, the sheer size of Kelvin's length made Dave's heart race. *'How did this fit inside me?'* he wondered, his small hand barely wrapping around Kelvin's girth.

It was long, thick, veiny, with two heavy balls hanging beneath it. Dave's gaze was glued to it, his lips parting slightly. *'Will this even fit in my mouth?'* he thought, licking his lips in anticipation.

"Look how hard you are," Dave teased, giving Kelvin's cock a slow, deliberate lick from base to tip, savoring the taste of him. "Are you sure you don't want me?"

"Fuck, Dave... stop this..." Kelvin groaned, his body trembling under Dave's touch.

But Dave didn't stop. He circled his tongue around the tip of Kelvin's cock, his spit dripping along the length of it as his hand stroked up and down. Then, he took it into his mouth, struggling to fit it all in.

He gagged slightly, pulling off with a wet gasp, strings of spit connecting his lips to Kelvin's cock. "Fuck... shit," Kelvin cursed, his head falling back as Dave's tongue worked its magic.

The sound of Dave's mouth working over Kelvin's cock filled the room—wet, sloppy, and lewd. Dave licked from the tip to the base again, before sucking gently on Kelvin's balls, sending shivers through Kelvin's entire body.

Kelvin's hips began to move involuntarily, his cock thrusting deeper into Dave's mouth. "Shit... Dave, I can't..." Kelvin's voice trailed off as his fingers tangled in Dave's hair, his breath coming in ragged gasps.

Dave's eyes watered as Kelvin's cock hit the back of his throat. He tapped Kelvin's thigh, signaling he needed a break, but Kelvin was lost in the pleasure, hips still moving as he fucked Dave's mouth.

"Fuck... Dave... keep your eyes on me," Kelvin growled, pulling out just enough to stroke his cock with his hand, his eyes locked on Dave's teary, lust-filled gaze.

After a few more strokes, Kelvin's body tensed, a low groan escaping him as his orgasm hit. His cock twitched, and streams of cum shot out, splattering across Dave's face—his cheeks, his nose, his lips—some of it landing in his mouth.

Dave gasped, swallowing what he could, his tongue darting out to lick the cum off his lips. Kelvin shuddered, still breathing heavily as he stared down at Dave, his body slowly coming down from the high.