Date: Fri, 21 Apr 2017 16:00:48 -0500 From: Kurt King <kingkurt1339@gmail.com> Subject: The New Life of Xander King Chapter 24 This story may contain sexual acts between males, persons below the age of consent, and relatives. If this offends you or is illegal for you to read where you're at, please close this website and go elsewhere. This story is fictional and entirely the work of the author's imagination. And resemblance to persons, places, or things, real or fictional, are entirely coincidental, and any views stated do not necessarily reflect those of any companies or organizations which do exist in real life, nor necessarily reflect the views of the author. This story is the property and copyright of the author, do not share, reproduce, repost, or any other such act which is illegal to do without the author's permission. 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In the last chapter, Xander got Parker a thesaurus and Liam a muzzle before outing himself to the class. Later, he's cornered in a bathroom, where he fights back, then 'befriends' the boys who bullied him. Luke set up a date for Friday with Troy, and Logan misunderstood Karma being in the room with a naked Finn, thinking he was cheating on him with her, and so after explaining that she was his sister, Finn asked him out on a date for Friday. This chapter details the events of the date and Xander's sleepover. Note after the chapter ends about the future of NLXK and NLMK. Hope you enjoy. ~~Chapter Twenty-Four - Dates~~ [Dylan] Xander seemed in a foul mood when I arrived at the restaurant. When I asked him what was wrong, he simply stated that I should know. I honestly don't. I've learned, from the few times we've been together, that Xander's mood is not something that can be understood easily. Apart from his mood, Xander seems cool. He's got on a suit, though with sneakers on his feet. Black and gray ones, so they still go with his outfit, but it's still a little cute. His hair is styled a little, too, and he looks as perfect as he ever does. I'm dressed in a much lower-costing suit than his, and I have on dress shoes, too. Xander said to dress formally for the date. It's a fancy restaurant, one that probably has ratings in stars. We enter, and I swear, when the hostess looks at us, she has to will herself to not be rude. "Can I help you?" She asks curtly. She failed. "Table for two," Xander responds just as curtly. "Reservation under the name of King for five forty-five. I apologize for us being late, I was here on time." He looks at me pointedly, and I realize that that's why he's upset. He's mad that I showed up and made us one minute late. We're led to a table, where we take our seats. A waiter comes out and gives us each a menu, asking if we would like to order our drinks now or in a minute. I order a soda, and Xander orders water, no nice. The waiter returns a minute later with our drinks, and Xander stares at his, which is sparkling water. Then he looks at the waiter, and I don't like the look on his face. "What is this?" Xander's annoyed. "The water you asked for, sir," the waiter answers, not liking the tone of Xander's voice, judging by the expression on his face. "We serve sparkling water here, for your enjoyment." "You're a fucking idiot," Xander states. Crap. "Please refrain from swearing in the restaurant," the waiter requests. "Then don't be a fucking idiot," Xander snaps. "I ordered a fucking water, not a fucking sparkling water. You claim to be a fucking high-class restaurant, but you can't even serve what the fucking customer orders." "Please refrain from swearing, sir," the waiter says, and the agitation is clear on Xander's face. "Or we'll be forced to ask you to leave the establishment, so as to not bother the other customers." "Get me your fucking manager." The waiter is definitely happy to do that, returning a few moments later with the manager, looking a little smug. The manager looks somewhat annoyed. "My host here," the manager says. "Tells me that you refuse to stop swearing. Our restaurant has a no-swearing policy, and that applies to all of our patrons. He says that when he asked you to leave, you simply swore at him again." "Not what fucking happened," Xander snaps. "I ordered a fucking water, and this incompetent gave me a fucking sparkling water, and is refusing to bring me what I fucking ordered. And he didn't ask us to leave. He's a fucking liar. I asked for a fucking manager before he ever got the chance, but it appears that all we got was a fucking ass. I demand to speak with the fucking owner." I think our date was doomed from the start. "I'm going to have to ask you to leave," the manager ignores Xander's request, and I can tell from Xander's expression that hell's about to go down. "May I ask what the issue is?" A voice asks. We look over to find an albino boy a year or so older than us standing beside us with a boy of around ten. The boy's cute. He's wearing a regular tux, while the albino boy is wearing a completely white tux. "Mr. Mason," the manager bows to him slightly. Some fancy kid of a rich patron? "It's a small matter, nothing more. A disruptive patron, is all." "They can't serve a fucking water," Xander address the boy. "I want these fucking incompetents fired." "I don't think you can just tell a random kid that," I say as quietly as possible to Xander while making sure he can hear me. "Xander doesn't like fizzy drinks," the albino boy snorts, looking at me before addressing the manager. He's not a random kid?. "And if you piss him off, he'll swear. Deal with it. If you serve him a sparkling water at a high-end restaurant when he ordered a water, you'll agitate him. Upgrade my table for two to for four, and have Xander and his friend moved to join us. I believe our waiter will be less inclined to agitate my godbrother." Xander's godbrother is a rich kid who can just order around a high-end restaurant's management? I mean, I knew Xander was rich, but to have that kind of power? I never thought even Xander's foster dad could do that. "I'm perfectly fine where I am," Xander glares at him. "Fuck off." "Very well, then," the albino boy looks at the manager. "The table can seat four, have two chairs brought over to accommodate us. It'll be a tight squeeze, but I'm sure we can deal." "Fuck off, Finn," Xander snaps. "I don't like you." Blunt as always. "My father also owns this restaurant," Finn says. Oh, so that's why he can just order around the management. Okay, so it's not a rich-person power. "So we can either cram in at this table, or sit at a table that can accommodate four comfortably. Your choice." "Your father WILL be hearing about this," Xander stands up. A few moments later, we're sitting in a booth, with Xander and me on one side, and Finn and the other boy, Logan, sitting on the other. Having Xander so close to me makes me just a little bit excited. At the same time, I'm a bit nervous and uneasy. Finn is definitely a bit odd, and Xander doesn't seem to like him. A different waiter takes our drink orders. "I want a water," Xander tells him. "And not a fucking sparkling water, a regular. Fucking. Water." The waiter leaves, and we look at the menus. I'm pretty sure my eyes bulged out of my head the moment I saw the prices, but Xander doesn't make a comment, other than to tell Finn that he's annoying. I was given some money for the date, but dinner would burn through it and leave nothing for the movie. I'm not sure what to do. "What's wrong?" Finn asks me. "It's not your fucking business," Xander snaps at him, then looks at me. "What's wrong? You look nervous. Don't say you don't, I look it all the time, I know how to identify it." "I can't afford this." "I'm dating a fucking idiot," Xander says. "I'm an idiot how?" "Because I invited you to the date," Xander answers. "Therefore, I'm paying for the date. I'm an idiot, and even I know that's how it works. I can afford it. Order whatever you want." "You two are here on a date?" Finn looks surprised. I wonder what he and his little brother are doing here. Just out for a brothers' night out? I wonder if his little brother understands and accepts us. Finn doesn't seem to have an issue. "This is your new boyfriend?" "Yes," Xander answers. "And you act as if I've had a boyfriend before. We're here on a date as much as you and Logan are here for a date." "Shh!" Finn's face turns pink, and so does Logan's. "Dude, no one knows we're on a date." "I know," Xander says. "I know a lot. You never did tell me if I could borrow the dildo," Uh, what? ""I need it for my plan in three weeks. If the answer is 'no', I'll have to order one. If you let me, I'll make sure to sanitize it if I get it back, unless you didn't want me to, because you're nasty like that." "How did you even know about it?" Finn asks. "Family dinner," Xander answers. "I was using your laptop, remember? I was ordering something online, and saw it." "Was that when you ordered the muzzle?" "Yes," Xander answers. "Luke has yet to wear it again after the first time. I think he threw it away. It was meant to help him learn how to be quiet." "What happened?" I ask. "Luke's an annoying kid," Xander looks at me. "Who wants to suck me off all the time. I've only let him do it three times, and he did it against my wishes once. That was the first time. Luke has a hard time knowing when to shut up, so I bought him a muzzle for Christmas, only I gave it to him late because I didn't think about it until it was too late to get it to him for Christmas. I gave it to him at school on Monday, then put it on him because he wouldn't stop talking." [Finn] I like Dylan. Not how I like Logan or Xander, just as a person. He's actually pretty cool, and pretty accepting of whatever comes out of Xander's mouth, even if it does shock him a bit. The look on his face when Xander said he bought Luke a muzzle was quite amusing, but I didn't laugh. He didn't want Xander to pay for dinner, but Xander forced him to let him. I'm not kidding about that, either. Xander actually didn't give up and then just paid it. He even took care of the tip. Xander's a generous tipper, I've heard, but he barely left a tip of ten percent. He definitely wasn't happy with the service here tonight. After dinner, I discover that we'd planned on going to the same movie, and invite them to come with us in the limo I was borrowing for the night. Dylan definitely looks fascinated by it. He chats a fair bit, but I notice that he doesn't really push Xander for answers. Xander also sits pretty close to him. Practically on his lap, actually. I find out that Dylan's a foster kid, just like Xander, that he used to play soccer but stopped for reasons he hasn't quite told me, but I think are a mix of him being in the system and him being gay, he first met Xander when they went to the mall, that he loves sushi (Xander makes a face at that), and quite a fair bit else on the drive to the movies. Xander shucked his clothes in the limo, revealing a regular outfit for him underneath the suit, but he doesn't have a jacket. He doesn't say a word as we get out of the limo, and when we do, his driver shows up, handing Xander a jacket. Xander thanks Quinn, and we go inside as Quinn collects his clothes from the limo. Only Xander would wear another outfit under his suit, he probably only wore that for the restaurant, which requires it. Xander must really like Dylan to put up with a suit. I pull Dylan aside as Xander orders them snacks. "I'm going to give you this warning," I stare into his eyes, knowing that in here, my eyes are red due to the brighter lights. "And you will remember it well, because you will receive warnings quite often from those of us who are looking out for Xander. "Do not," I give the warning. "Ever hurt him, ever cheat on him, ever break his heart. That boy has been through far too much in his thirteen years, and if you hurt him in even the slightest way, I will make sure you regret it. My resources are vast and infinite when compared to yours. That's mine, not my family's. I have contacts everywhere, and I am a black belt in several forms of martial arts. Do not, under any circumstances, hurt him. Ever. You will severely regret it if you do." Dylan's thoroughly intimidated, so I take a step back, and realize that Xander's standing right there, two large buckets of popcorn in his hands, staring at us. Logan's standing next to him, holding a tray with four large drinks on it, plus a bunch of snacks and a couple of things of nachos. The way they are balancing all the food is kind of weird. "Stop talking and help us," Xander orders. "Logan's going to drop the snacks." During the movie, Logan sits on my lap, and Xander cuddles Dylan in their seats. We're sitting in the back of the theater, and I think I catch Xander making out with Dylan a couple of times. That, or he's just giving Dylan a hickey. I'm not sure which. About halfway through the movie, a man from our row gets up and leaves, and returns a few minutes later with a member of management, who says that he's getting reports that we're being obnoxious and disrupting others' view of the movie. "We've been completely silent," Xander whispers to the manager. "And you're the one disrupting the movie. We're trying to watch it. All Dylan and I were doing was making out, and I made sure it was quiet. Please shush, we're trying to watch a movie." Oh, dear. "I'm going to have to ask you to leave." The look on his face tells me he's a homophobe. "Then you can be sure to have a lawsuit filed against you," the man in front of us, who's here with his wife and three kids, turns around and looks at the manager and I recognize him as Xander's lawyer from Adrian King. "They have not been disruptive at all, which means the only grounds you have for removing them is the fact that Xander just stated he's gay. And before you ask who I am, I'm Xander's lawyer, and I'm here to enjoy a movie with my family." The threat of a lawsuit gets him to shut up, and the smug look on Xander's face makes me wonder if his lawyer being here was simply coincidence. Now that I think about it - there's no way Xander picking that particular restaurant, at that particular time, was coincidence. He knew it was Dad's, and he knew I'd be there. He made sure his ass was covered at both locations, just in case his usual 'luck' acted the way it usually does. [Luke] Troy and I went to the Wolf's Dragon for dinner, and it was pretty good. I can see why Xander enjoys it so much. The host, Cal, was definitely sexy. We left a pretty decent tip. After that, we went to the movies, and about halfway through it, there was some sort of commotion at the top seats. Troy and I were sitting down towards the front, so we couldn't see what was going on. The movie was fantastic. Having Troy's hand on my crotch for most of it was a bonus, too. As we were leaving, I noticed Finn walking out with a boy around ten, and realize that someone must have complained about the ghost in a white tux. After that, Troy and I head back to my house, and he gets a kick out of stories of Xander, especially when I tell him that Xander told me I look good when sucking dick. "Do you still have the muzzle?" He asks, and I feel my face heat up. "Or did you get rid of it?" "I still have it," I answer. "I wanted to get rid of it, but it's a present from Xander, so...I couldn't. I wonder what he's doing tonight, I know that he's got a date. Sorry, I'm supposed to be on a date with you, and all I'm doing is talking about Xander." "It's fine," Troy smiles at me. "You're cute, and the stories are pretty amusing. You have it bad for him." "Yeah," I answer, feeling my face heat up again. "I kind of do. Sorry, it's kind of ruining-" He interrupts me by planting his lips on mine. Finn told me that Xander has electric kisses, and while it doesn't feel like lightning is flooding through my body, I can definitely say that a serious kiss like this is like electricity. Finn probably made up the part about lightning coursing through his body as Xander kissed him. I pull away, and he asks me what's wrong. "Sorry," I say. "I was thinking about Xander when we kissed." "Think of him all you want," Troy grins at me. "I can pretend to be him if you want." "You can try!" I laugh. "But getting his moods down would be pretty hard!" "Oh, that's easy," he grins at me. "I'm already hard." [Xander] "Dylan," I say as we're leaving the theater. "Yes?" He looks at me. "I'm having a sleepover tonight," I tell him. "You're not invited, because you're my boyfriend. There will be some other boys there. It's a room full of horny boys, and at least one of them is gay. But that doesn't matter, because it'll be a room full of hormonal teenage and preteen boys. Will you be okay with us doing stuff? No anal, but there will probably be jacking off, and maybe jacking the others off. There is a possibility of oral, depending. There might be kissing, but I'll try not to kiss them, since I'm not dating them. If you say 'no', then I will make sure that no one does anything sexual while we are having the sleepover. I am asking you because you're my boyfriend, and so I won't do or allow it unless you're okay with it." I stare at him as he thinks, and then he tells me that he's alright with it. "Okay," I say. "Thanks. My ride's here. Goodbye." I get into the car, and Quinn asks me how the date went. "It was nice," I answer. "Finn threatened Dylan. Matt already said he's threatened him, too. The restaurant wasn't fun, apart from cuddling with Dylan, and the movie was boring, and this guy tried kicking us out, but my lawyer was there, so we were safe. I gave Dylan another hickey." Quinn laughs. When we arrive at the house, Carter and a couple others are there. Mitch and Jace. They're the only ones who could come that late, since they were the only ones who could spend the night. Dad only authorized me to let three spend the night. He wanted one, but I pushed him to three. At least my friends can be on time. Dylan didn't even bother apologizing for being late. I was there ten minutes early, waiting for him to show up. Apart from Carter, they're staring at the house with wide eyes. I don't think they expected me to have this much money. They knew I had a lot of money, but they didn't know just how much. I know Carter isn't looking around with wide eyes because his older sister was best friends with Jake Weston, another rich kid. Up until Jake cheated on his boyfriend a few weeks ago. Then his sister ditched Jake as a friend. Sort of like what her cousin and their friends will do to Dylan if he doesn't get his act straight and I dump him. "You live here?" Mitch asks. They're both cute. I like that. I'd rather not hang out with ugly people all night. I don't have any issues with them, but if someone does get naked, I'd rather it be someone who is physically attractive. Mitch has brown hair and blue eyes, and is a little on the chubby side, like Dylan, but also like Dylan, it's proportional, but he's also got some muscle on him. He takes martial arts at my cousin's dojo. Mitch also plays football. Jace has platinum blond hair and icy blue eyes, and looks like what I think a god would look like, if such things existed. He's slender and has muscle. He doesn't play sports, but he does work out. Carter is still cuter than both them of them, though, and if I weren't dating Dylan, then I would entertain the idea of dating Carter. "Come on," I say. "This way." "Okay," Carter says, following me, and as we're walking past the stairs. "You don't live upstairs?" "I live in the annex," I answer. "So put your coats back on, unless you want to get cold again." They do, and I lead them past the pool and pool house and out to the annex. "You live in here?" Carter asks me. "You got adopted, and they stuck you out in the back?" "I used to be across the hall from them," I say. "Then I asked Dad to move me out here, because I liked it better. So I moved out here. I now have my own little house, sort of, on the property." I let them into the annex, then tell them they can put their coats on the rack as I stomp off my sneakers, then remove them. "I'll be back down in a minute," I say. "I'm going to go change out of my suit." I go upstairs and change out of my suit and into shorts and a t-shirt, then return downstairs, where they're looking around, though their feet are still covered by their shoes. "Don't get snow everywhere," I say. "Take your shoes off." They do, and then we start playing cards, then Sorry, then Chutes and Ladders, then Uno, then I challenge them to strip poker. I don't lose a single piece of clothing before all three of them are naked. I only have three pieces on, excluding my watch. I really just wanted to get them naked, because I know what they look like down there. I mean, I know what they all look like down there, but that doesn't mean I can't look at them again. Plus, it's not like we won't be naked when we go into the sauna, which I know we're going to end up in. Carter's three and a half inches, just like he was when we first met, though he might have grown slightly. Not enough for me to really notice. He's still got his foreskin. I'm not surprised, I don't want to be mutilated, and I don't think he does, either. Mitch has a couple of sparse brown hairs, and is about three and a quarter inches, cut. He's a little thick, but Carter's thicker. Jace is about the same length as Mitch, but no hair, and a little skinnier. Then there's my dick. It's the biggest, at just over four inches long, uncut, and kind of fat. No hair around it, which suits me just fine. I don't like it. Carter's got no hair around his, so either he hasn't gotten any yet, or he shaves what little hair he does have off. Of course, they can't see my dick, because I'm still wearing clothes. I know they want to, especially Carter, since he's gay and likes me and knows he can't have me because I'm dating another guy. But he's okay with being friends. That's why I asked Dylan if it was okay for us to do stuff. Better than not asking and doing it. I know Carter will want to do something with me tonight, before we go to bed. "So what now?" Carter asks as I put the cards up. "Want us to get dressed? You look pretty tired." "I'll be fine staying up a little bit later," I tell him, then strip off my clothes. "There, now we're fair. What do you want to do?" "Jack you off, maybe suck you," he answers immediately, giving me a cheeky grin. "But I know you're taken. How'd your date go?" "It was okay," I answer. "And Dylan said he was fine with us doing stuff here tonight. I asked him, since I knew you'd not be able to resist making a comment about it, just to tease me in that strange way of banter friends who like each other have when there are circumstances that prevent them from having each other, even if simply by morals." "So he's okay with you getting sucked off by another boy?" Carter looks surprised. "He said it was okay for us to do this," I say. "I made it very clear there would not be anal, and that I would do my best to not do any kissing, since we're dating, but jacking off was likely to happen, since we're hormonal teenagers, and that there's a possibility of oral. He told me he was okay with us doing it tonight." "So if I wanted to suck you off," Carter says. "You'd let me?" "Yes." "And if I wanted you to suck me off instead?" He asks. "I would punch you in your face and kick you out without any of your clothes." "Why?" His face says he wasn't expecting that answer. "Because then you'd simply want it so you could get off," I answer. "You don't ask someone to reciprocate it for you, and you don't ask someone to just do it. Like before I started dating Dylan, I never asked Luke to suck me off, I told him he could if he wanted to. Which he always did, but I only let him a few times. He also started doing it once without permission. I got mad at him. He didn't like that and spent a long time apologizing. I'm still mad at him. When things happen, you let it happen if you want it to and they want it to, and if you don't, then you tell them, and they back off, or they tell you they don't, and you back off, and you can suggest to them to do something or ask them to, but if they say 'no' or something, then you back off. That's why. If you just ask me to suck you off, then you just want to get off. I'm done being used. I'm not going to suck you off just because you asked." "Oh," he says. "Wait, being used?" "I got forced to suck people and take dick up my ass when I was younger. I haven't sucked a dick since the last time it happened, even though I've had mine sucked. I'm not ready for it, I don't think. People just want me to suck them to get them off, they don't care if I get off or not. And my first blowjob, to me, was Luke, back in the fall, about two years after the last time I was raped." "So you've never willingly blown a guy?" He asks. "No." "What if you date Dylan for a few months?" He asks. "Get used to him, comfortable around him. Would you blow him?" "Maybe," I answer. "But he'll need to learn to keep his dick in his pants. That's a metaphor, it means-" "I know what it means!" He laughs. "So were you someone who didn't have the past you had, getting raped and stuff, and you got horny enough, would you suck me off tonight, since your boyfriend said it's okay?" "Probably," I answer. "I would have probably asked Dylan to have an open relationship. But since he went and had sex with someone else after setting up our date, I don't want an open relationship. That's why I asked permission. Do you want to suck me? You mentioned it?" "I want to suck you," he says. "But I also want you to suck me, too. I'm a bit more of a top, so I enjoy getting sucked more than just sucking someone else. We could do a circle jerk, I know Mitch and Jace don't have a problem with it." I look at them, and they both shrug. I lead them up to my room, and Carter spots Trenton on my bed. "You've got a teddy bear?" He asks. "His name is Trenton," I say. "And I've had him for as long as I can remember. You got a problem with that?" "Not at all!" He laughs. "I was just surprised, since you don't seem the type to have a teddy bear. What's with the blanket?" I've got a sort of throw on my bed, it's made of the same fuzzy stuff as the cloak I had back for Homecoming. It's so soft and fluffy. "Feel it," I hold it up for him to feel, and he touches it. "Whoa!" He rubs his hand across it. "This is so soft and fluffy!" "Isn't it?" I ask. "It's so nice. I like the way it feels, especially when I rub it against my face. If my dreams are really bad, I'll wrap myself up in it with Trenton held really tightly against my chest. It calms me down and relaxes me, usually." "So why'd you lead u sup here?" He asks. "Bed's more comfortable than the floor," I move the blanket off the bed and onto my chair, then climb onto it. "Get up here, I know you want to get off." We sit in a circle, with Carter to my right, Jace across from me, and Mitch to my left. We jack off the person to our right, and Mitch's hand on my dick makes me nervous and scared, but I fight against it. I kind of want to try sucking someone other than me, but I want to wait on Dylan, because of his issues. If I did it with someone, I'd prefer it to be Carter as my first willing blowjob. He's cute, he's funny, and he's really nice. That in my thoughts, I lean down and take Carter's dick into my mouth, and he lets out a small moan. It takes better than what I remember dick tasting like. Probably because it's the first time I'm doing it willingly, and Carter's not a bad person. They probably taste better on good people. That means that Matt probably has a godly-tasting dick. That's a metaphor. Gods don't exist, and the people who believe in them are either misled or idiots. As I suck him off, Carter lies down on the bed, and he starts fidgeting. I think he wants me to move, the way he's touching my body. I move, but I don't stop sucking him. Eventually, he's got me so that I'm parallel with him, which I think is weird, but then I find out why he wanted me to do that. He takes my dick into his mouth with me sucking him from above. He starts to slide his hands up to my ass, but I tell him 'no', so he doesn't. He jacks me off as he sucks me, and I do the same to him. I pull his foreskin back and suck on the head of his dick alone for a few moments, making him moan a little bit, then I lick around the shaft before taking him all the way back in, then switch to his balls for a minute, then push my tongue under his foreskin, making him moan again. I can hear moaning from the other side of my bed, and think that Mitch and Jace are probably doing the same thing we are, but with different movements. They're probably sucking each other off. Carter cums first, warning me just before he does that he's going to, though I could tell it was coming. His cum is hot and salty, and tastes better than I remember cum tasting. Probably because he's a nice guy. It's weak and watery, probably because he's young. I'm young, too, but I'm already able to produce my adult cum. I don't let myself cum because I want to hold it out as long as possible. If I can't hold it out to the point where Carter's going to give up, then I'll let myself cum then. I really like the feel of his lips on my dick, his fingers kneading my balls, his hand sliding across my back, careful to not go near my ass. This feels amazing, and it doesn't take long before I decide to end it, shooting my load into his mouth. He swallows, and I lie beside him, looking at him. Mitch and Jace are both exhausted, and had probably finished long before I did. I didn't want that to stop, but my body was screaming it needed to cum. It's never done that before. Sucking his dick felt good. "Your eyes are beautiful," he says. "Thanks," I thank him for the compliment that he's probably giving because of the bliss he's in from what we just did. "Want to go in the sauna before we all go to bed? No sexual activities in there, or you'll piss off the sauna fairy." ~~END OF CHAPTER 24~~ Thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoyed it! As always, any feedback can be directed to me at kingkurt1339@gmail.com – I try to respond to every email! Let me know if you want to be added to the mailing list for chapter updates, too! Also, you can follow me on Twitter @KurtMKing now, too! Due to the immensely decreased number of emails over the last couple of months, I'm not sure how many people are still reading these stories. I'm not going to keep posting if no one's reading them, and can comfortably end NLXK at Chapter 25. Depending on how many emails I get between today and Friday, I will either change a couple of things to end it, or continue on my current path, which is planned for over 60 total chapters before I'm at where my current planning takes me (so it could go more than that). But again, I'm not going to keep posting it if it's not getting read. For those who don't know, a picture of the real Trenton is on my Twitter account. I knew he was going to be brought up again, so I decided to show the bear he's modeled after! I'll try to find budget to make the cheesecake Xander loves so much, and share pics of it when I do. Trust me – it's delicious! So quite a bit happened in this chapter, and poor Luke, not realizing that he's on a date to the same place as Xander...he'll get over it. Xander got permission from Dylan to suck off another kid – or did Dylan think Xander would be Xander and only allow someone to suck him, not sucking anyone? And Xander gives Dylan some pretty strong hints, and Dylan got a little threat. Then Xander and willingly sucked someone else's dick. Hope you enjoyed it! Look forward to Chapter 25!