Oscar found himself walking down the school exit corridor, and out into the quad once again. He saw Noah sitting at a picnic table, looking down, engrossed in his phone. When Oscar reached the table, Noah looked up in delight. He slid his phone into his back pocket, and stood up.

"You ready to go?" He asked. Oscar nodded in response.

They clambered into Noah's car, and within minutes they had arrived at Oscar's red-brick home. The boys entered through the white, wooden front door, and Oscar held a hand up in front of Noah, signaling for him to wait at the threshold.

Oscar ventured further into the living room and felt a nervous jolt when he saw both of his parents sitting on the couch, watching TV together.

"Shit," he whispered to himself, and backed away quietly.

He walked back to where Noah was standing, and said in a hushed voice, "They're both here, but it's fine, c'mon."

Noah happily obliged and followed Oscar.

His mom saw the pair first, and swiftly paused the TV.

"Hey Mom, Dad," Oscar began, "This is my uh, friend, Noah. I'm helping him study, we'll be upstairs," he said quickly.

Jennifer uttered a simple, "Okay, that's fine. Nice to meet you, Noah,"

"Nice to meet you too, Mr. and Mrs. Fleming," Noah said, with a smile.

Before either of them could speak further, Oscar looked at Noah and said, "Let's go."

Once alone in his room, Oscar closed the door behind them. Noah could feel the tension in the air. In an attempt to defuse it, he plopped down onto Oscar's bed and said in a sweet tone "You know something? I am just itching to learn some trigonometry."

"Ha ha, very funny," Oscar said.

Oscar sat down next to the blond and pulled a rather large textbook from his backpack.

"So, where should we start?" he asked.

"I don't get all that sin, cos, tan shit. Could you explain it?"

"Sure," Oscar said, opening the book and starting to flip through it pages. Noah's hand reached down to help him, "I think this is the page," he said.

Allowing his fingertips to linger against Noah's for a little bit longer, Oscar cleared his throat and started, "Okay, so the cosine of an angle is the..."

Some time later the two boys were sat side by sit on the edge of Oscar's bed, with the textbook resting between them. Noah stared down at it intently, while scribbling something down on a piece of paper.

Oscar watched his eyes as they darted back and forth from the book to the paper, almost able to see the gears in his head turning.

Finally Noah dropped the pencil he was holding and held out the paper to Oscar, "Is this right?

Oscar took it from him, looking over the other boy's work.

After a second he finally said, "Yup, congrats you passed," he laughed, picking up the discarded pencil and drawing a big A+ at the top of the page.

"Anything else I can help with?" he asked.

Noah thought for a second, then a smirk appeared on his face.

"Actually, there is."

Noah gently closed the open textbook and scooted closer to Oscar, so that their legs barely touched. In one swift movement, the blond had placed his hand on the back of Oscar's neck and brought their lips together. Oscar didn't object, and closed his eyes.

In this moment, his brain lit on fire and the warmth spread throughout his entire body. While he thought of pulling away, his arm involuntarily found its way to Noah's shoulder, and held him even tighter.

Noah was the one that broke the kiss. As their lips parted he took a deep breath, and huddled even closer to Oscar's side. His hand snaked down and attached to the brunette boy's hip.

"Os, is this okay?" He asked.

Oscar softly said, "Yes."

Oscar laid back onto the bed, and Noah kicked his shoes off just before swinging one leg over Oscar's waist, and straddling him. He leaned down and kissed the other boy again. Oscar felt Noah's smile on his own lips, and couldn't help but smile back. Without ending the kiss, Oscar's hands began exploring the boy, going from his lower back, and up to his dark, golden locks.

A light moan escaped from Noah's mouth as Oscar tugged on his hair.

Their already passionate kiss deepened, and Noah's tongue found a home in Oscar's mouth. The blond's hands found their way to the hem of Oscar's shirt and began to raise it over his head. Noah came up for air and removed his own shirt, as well.

Oscar looked up at the boy above him, and marveled. His eyes trailed up Noah's toned chest, and his fingers softly caressed his sides.

Noah looked down and his eyes met the light green of Oscar's. He felt a flutter in his stomach.

"You are so fucking hot," He said, then reached down and moved a curly brown tuft of hair to the side. Oscar's mind raced but he stayed silent.

He opened his mouth to speak but was cut off by Noah leaning further down and attaching his lips to Oscar's neck, making his way down to his collarbone.

Oscar let out a sudden gasp, which made Noah laugh.

The other boy quickly held a finger up in front of his lips, and said, "Shhh, my parents."

Noah continued downward, trailing kisses down Oscar's stomach, stopping at the waistband of his jeans. Pulling himself back up Oscar's frame, and planting a quick kiss on his lips, he asked, "Are you sure this is okay?"

"Yeah, are you?" Oscar said.

With that, Noah's hands moved down Oscar's slender frame, stopping at the zipper of his jeans. Soon, Oscar was left in only his boxers.

"Yeah, I'm sure," Noah whispered, kissing the boy once more.

Noah's hand briefly grazed his boxer-clad member, and Oscar felt himself begin to stiffen.

Noah then stood from the bed and unbuttoned his own jeans. Oscar sat up, and his eyes widened at the sight of his muscular body and lightly tanned skin. His gaze fell to the red boxers that clung to Noah's midsection, and the considerable growth in them.

"Wow," he muttered under his breath. Noah chuckled and put his hands on his hips. "Wow?" he said sarcastically.

"Yeah, wow," Oscar said assertively. He grabbed a pillow from beside him and threw it at the other boy's head, "Get over here."

Noah said, walking forward. He placed a hand on Oscar's bare chest and pushed him back down on the bed. "What? You waiting for something?"

Oscar nodded and smiled up at him.

Their lips connected again, and the blond bent, deliberately placing a hand on the bulge growing in Oscar's boxers. He let out a quiet whimper as Noah trailed down his torso with soft kisses, but this time, not stopping. He hooked two fingers on Oscar's waistband, and slowly pulled it down, revealing his boyfriend's erection. Without another word, he wrapped his hand around the boy's length, and began stroking it.

Noah's tongue glided out of his mouth, licking from the bottom to the tip, and placing a gentle kiss on the end. The sudden warmth caused Oscar to moan again.

Noah continued, now taking the other boy's full length in his mouth. Oscar's hand found the back of Noah's head and tangled in his hair. Oscar gently guided Noah's head, in a consistent up and down motion until he was on the brink of orgasm.

"Noah..." Oscar breathed out, shakily.

"Yeah, Os?" Noah asked. The vibrations that speaking made in Noah's throat caused Oscar to moan even louder.

"Noah... please don't stop..." He uttered, softly.

While Noah's mouth and tongue continued working on Oscar, his hand had attached to his own hardening member, and began stroking it. He kept at this until he heard Oscar let out a sharp exhale, knowing that he was about to cum.

His other hand found its way back to Oscar, giving his mouth some relief. Oscar's tongue longed for Noah's. His hand reached for Noah's shoulder, and pulled him forward until their lips met again. There was a musk between them now, a taste that Oscar could only guess had come from him.

Noah's hand sped up, their kiss not breaking. Oscar's lips quivered, and his body suddenly lurched forward. As a sticky substance hit his chest, the two boys lips disconnected, and Oscar's head fell back onto the soft mattress behind him.

Noah, still stroking himself, let out a violent moan and released onto Oscar's chest, adding to the mess that was already there. He collapsed onto the bed beside Oscar, panting.

Oscar rolled over to face him. He reached out and gently placed a hand on the side of Noah's smiling face.

"Hey," he began, "that was great," and landed a kiss on Noah's parted lips.

Still panting, Noah laughed, "Thanks."