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Henry came out to the junkyard after Patrick had texted him to meet him. The two nearly 18 year olds had been sneaking around for a while now.

Under the bleachers at football games, in the far off bathrooms at school, Henry's house when his dad's out, and the junkyard. The two loved the thrill of it really, the chance of being caught.

When Henry came to the meeting place he saw Patrick already there, leaning against and old Ford. He had a lighter in his right hand, flipping the lid opened and close, as his other hand was tucked under his armpit.

He turned his attention away from the lighter as he heard to approaching steps of his lover. "What did you want this time Hockstetter?" Henry asked, voice softer than it usually was.

Patrick put the lighter gently into his pocket and pushed off the broken car, stepping forward. "Do I really need a reason to see my boyfriend?"

Henry smiled at that, boyfriend. The word danced around his head and made his heart flutter. "No, but with you," He copied Patrick's previous actions and walked forward, "there's always something."

A smile came to the shorter one's face. "You know me too well. I wanna blow you." Patrick said, hooking his fingers into Henry's belt loops.

"Straight forward are we?" Henry teased, letting his hips be swayed by the other. A small chuckle came from Patrick before he looked Henry in his dark brown eyes.

He leaned up slightly so his lips were few centimeters away from the other's. "Pretty ironic isn't it." He then leaned forward and trapped his lover's thinner lips between his own.

They kept their lips connected as they stumbled back to the Ford Patrick was leaning against moments before. Henry had his back pushed up against the car while Patrick was kissing down his neck.

The shorter one pulled away from his neck and dropped to his knees, unbuckling Henry's belt after. He glanced up and met Henry's dark brown eyes.

He gave a smile before he took the other's length in his mouth. The taller male leaned his head back against the Ford's top and moaned.

His hand moved down to run through Patrick's dark hair and gripped it. "Pat, baby, get up."

Patrick pulled off his lover and tilted his head to he side. "Why'd you stop me?"

Henry let out a deep breath before he connected his lips back with Patrick's. The shorter one was surprised, but kissed back nonetheless.

When they pulled away Henry licked his lips and smirked. "I wanna do it."

The ravenette looked confused for a second before realizing. "You wana have sex? We've never- I've never-"

Patrick said, combing his own fingers through his hair. Henry smiled fondly at his boyfriend and kissed him, slow and calming.

"We don't have to, Pat. I want to make love to you, but only if you're ready." The brunette was really considerate and gentle when it came to his lover.

Always needing to touch him so he knew he wouldn't leave. He always thought he would never love because of his father, but here he is.

Head over fucking heels for the boy in front of himself. "Whatever you want."

Patrick thought about it for a second before he nodded. "Okay, we can do it, but in the car. I don't anyone to walk by and immediately see us."

The brunette's smile widened before he moved to get in the Ford. He laid with his back on the seat and let Patrick crawl over him.

"A little cramped don't you think?" Henry complained, running his hands up the other's thighs. "A little, but we're skinny enough so it doesn't matter."

Henry nodded before gripping Patrick's hair like before and bringing him into another passionate kiss.

They stayed connected with tongues twisting together and teeth clashing every once in awhile.

The shorter one's hands moved down so they could snake under Henry's and play with his nipples.

A soft and muffled whine came from the brunette at that. He arched slightly so more pressure was added.

Louder moans and whines came from Henry as Patrick began grinding his hips against his own erection.

Patrick let his head fall back with a moan if his own when Henry's larger hands began palming him. It was music to the other's ear, knowing he caused those sounds.

Patrick was once again kissing down Henry's body till he was face level with the brunette's cock. His legs were bent up to his chest, feet pressing against the closed door.

He repeated the same steps as before, licking, kissing and nipping before finally swallowing the other's length. Henry was letting out his moans and groans as his climax came quicker this time.

He tried to pull Patrick off as he came, but the other stayed in place. He sat up and swallowed, some falling out of his lips.

"You're disgusting." Henry said, pulling Patrick into a rough kiss. They stayed connected as their clothes were thrown off by one another.

When they were fully naked, Patrick was straddling Henry and Henry had his hands on the other's hips to help him stay balanced.

The two took one last glance at each other and smiled reassuringly. Patrick then grabbed Henry's length and lined it up with himself.

He sunk down slowly, letting out a moan. He went down completely and laid his head on the brunette's shoulder. "Tell me when to move, okay?"

Patrick nodded his head and took a few deep breaths. "Being gay sucks sometimes." Patrick groaned out, lifting his head from Henry's shoulder.

A chuckle can from the mullet having male at the statement. "It does, but once we start going," He shifted his hips slightly, making Patrick whine.

"It'll feel so good." He shifted his hips again to test the waters, earning a hot moan in return. "You c-can move- please." Patrick whined.

Henry smiled and nodded. He pulled his hips back and began pounding into the younger male.

He then tightened his grip on Patrick's hips, feeling the soft skin between his fingers.

The younger was moaning loudly at the pace Henry's hips were snapping forward. He could feel every inch run over his prostate and it was killing him.

Henry moved his hand down to Patrick's full ass and pulled him closer, making him moan louder- somehow.

"Hen-Henry. I'm gonna, fuck, i'm gonna cum." Patrick warned, feeling his stomach flutter with butterflies.

As he promised, he was cumming over Henry's stomach and hand that had began jacking him off.

Henry was quick to follow, feeling Patrick tight and pulse around himself. They waited a few minutes before Patrick moved his head off Henry's shoulder.

"That was...wow." Patrick sighed, leaving a tired kiss on Henry's lips. "It was, baby, it was."

The two fought against the tiredness just enough for Patrick to have his underwear and Henry's shirt on.

Henry grabbed his bottoms and put them on after Patrick was off his dick.

They then cuddled together and fell asleep in the back.

~

The next morning Victor and Belch walked into the junkyard looking for Victor's bracelet he left the day before.

"Are you sure it's here?" Belch asked, looking next to a broken beer bottle.

"Yes I'm sure. You're the asshole that made me drop it so you better fucking he- oh shit." Vic said, stopping after standing back up.

Belch came up next to him with a wide smile. "I found it!" He exclaimed excitedly before realizing Vic wasn't paying attention.

"What are you- oh. Looks like they found our fuck spot." Belch said, getting a slap on the arm in return. "Shut up asshole. We have my bracelet so we can go."

As they left Belch smirked. "You wanna fuck?"

Victor turned around quickly and scoffed. "You're fucking gross..." He then turned back and left a pouting boyfriend.

"but yeah."