Date: Sat, 29 Apr 2017 17:37:04 -0500
From: Kurt King <kingkurt1339@gmail.com>
Subject: The New Life of Xander King Chapter 25

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	This story is not a quick jack-off story. If you are looking for
that, you would be best going to another story. If you are interested in
not just the sex, but also the lives of the characters and their romances
and dramas, then read on, and I hope you enjoy it!

	In the last chapter, we had three dates, and then Xander hung out
with Carter, a night that ended in Xander giving him a blowjob (after
asking Dylan if it was okay, first).

	Would like to make a note that back when I had Adrian talking with
Mr. Scott, he mentioned that David was his great-grandson – not sure how
that happened. David is his grandson. That will be fixed at a later time.

	FOR ANYONE WHO READ THIS BEFORE THIS VERSION – XANDER LYING WAS
AN ERROR ON MY PART CAUSED BY THE BLOWJOB BEING ADDED IN IN THE NLXK 24
EDITS! I MISSED THAT WHEN I WAS EDITING THIS CHAPTER! THIS IS THE VERSION
WITH THE PROPER FIX! SORRY!

	Anyway, on to the story, and I hope you enjoy!

~~Chapter Twenty-Five – Valentine's Day~~

[Dylan]

	So...I may or may not be acting bold at school and texting whenever
I can. Mostly to Xander, just because it's Xander and he's cute and I
really like him and it's Valentine's Day and I probably won't get to see
him, even though we're unofficially dating. His terrible spelling still
gives me a headache. Tessa teases me at lunch when she catches me texting
him, and Dash tackles me from behind, and I drop my phone by surprise. He
picks it up before I can grab it, reading the texts on the screen.

	"Whoa," Dash shakes his head, discreetly handing me back my phone,
before I'm caught and get into trouble. "That is some awful spelling our
man Xander's got."

	"Tell me about it," a voice says from beside us, and we look over
to see Matt King and his boyfriend, Liam, standing there. Xander's supposed
cousin's hair color is currently pink, probably because today's Valentine's
Day. "I get a text from him every ten minutes after school asking how to do
something, and I've got no clue what he's saying half the time."

	"I've been meaning to ask," I say. "But are you two cousins? Xander
doesn't usually lie, but I'm not sure on this one, and you two do look
pretty similar."

	"Yep," Matt flashes his gorgeous smile at me, and the boner I was
trying to stave off appears. "Xander and I found out around the same time,
but didn't actually meet as cousins until a few weeks later, when he was
stalking me for who-knows-what-reason. Of course, Xander found out that I'm
pretty smart, and so now he keeps asking for help on his homework."

	"So glad to hear I'm not the only one he bugs with that," I
laugh. "I bet Finn probably gets it, too."

	"You guys didn't hear it from me," Matt looks around quickly. "But
the rumor mill says that a few kids left the high school in ambulances
today, and that Finn was involved somehow."

	"And you know this how?" Tessa asks. "I usually get the rumor mill
first."

	"Ian, remember?" Liam asks.

	Ian is a member of their group. Also hot as hell, with bright blond
hair and piercing, emerald green eyes. He's also rich as hell, and our age,
so in the middle school. He must have heard about it and told Liam.

	I get another text from Xander. Man, I wish our school let us text
during class, like theirs does. Having to hide it is so annoying.

	Xander: Valintin parte todae at howse. Dont want to b left ot at
t. Want to cum? It wil be borng. Starts at fiv. Finn ses tha hav it evry
yier.

	I giggle when I read his question.

	"What's he asking this time?" Matt asks.

	"To hang out," I answer after I translate. "Apparently, his
guardians throw a Valentine's Day party every year, and he doesn't want to
be there alone. Guess Finn and Karma are busy."

	"He asked you to hang out at a Valentine's Party?" Matt lifts an
eyebrow, and then he closes his eyes and sighs. "Please tell me that wasn't
a text from him. You two...?"

	"Um," I feel my cheeks heat up. I feel like everyone's eyes are on
me. No one at our school has an issue with gays, but I'm still not actually
out yet, and the rest of the gang don't even know that Xander and I are
kind of together. "No, we're not dating."

	"Sure," he stares at me. Damn is that gaze intense. He turns his
gaze to Liam. "I've just come up with a new character. He's got a few extra
pounds, wears glasses, is pale with dark brown hair and eyes, a bit of a
nerd, and has a tendency to lie when everyone knows he's lying."

	Matt's referring to an animated series he's rumored to be making
soon, and now I'm a little bit nervous. Knowing him, he actually will do
that.

	"So?" Matt looks at me. "How far have you two gone?"

	"We've only kissed," I say. "And only once. It's mostly just
cuddling or hanging out. Isn't it your birthday today, Liam?"

	"Yep," he grins at me. "Matt and I are going to hang out after
school, and I'm sure you'd love to know the details."

	Practically the entire school does. Everyone knows they're having
sex, but no one can figure out who the top is, since they won't confirm
that it's Liam.

	"We should go sit with the crew," Matt says. "We need to discuss a
few things before this weekend, and our food's getting cold."

	For the record: Liam's got a completely non-warm lunch today from
the line, and Matt has a sack lunch that's not warmed up, and so can't get
cold, since it's kept in his locker until lunch. Even before Matt started
opening up when Liam befriended him, everyone knew about Matt's sack
lunches. They're not just sandwiches, they're works of art that tempt the
eyes, the nose, and the mouth. That's if it's a sandwich. He might have
chicken to heat up, or pasta of some sort, or a casserole of
something. He's also always got four or five cookies or brownies, sometimes
some sort of bread, like coffee cake or banana bread.

	I can't see Matt's lunch, but I'm pretty sure it's as delicious as
any he's ever had. I'm excited to hang out with Xander today, and realize
that they never did get an answer to whether or not we're actually a
couple, and now wonder how far into the rumor mill that's going to go.

	After school, I get it approved by my parents for me to go to the
party, since it's an annual party that a lot of people will go to, and thus
it's unlikely Xander can get into any trouble while we're there (I can
actually think of quite a few ways for him to get into trouble).

	When I show up, I'm directed down the path around the building to
the back, where people are finishing setting the party. Xander told me to
get there as soon as possible, even though the party doesn't start yet.

	Of course, when I find him, he's acting weird. He's completely
rearranging the decorations, and getting chased around by who I think is
the actual party planner. I show up just as he's plucking roses from the
centerpieces on the tables and rearranging the arrangement of the pink,
red, and white candles. He's actually got a cart full of candles, and is
adding more to each table, leaving red, white, and pink petals on the
tables with about two-thirds of the original amounts of roses in the vases,
throwing the stems from the ones he plucked and scattered the petals of
across the tables onto the cart. I have to say, the tables he's done
actually look way cooler than the other tables. The lady with the tablet
spots him after I'm watching him do this about thirty seconds, and storms
over and starts going off on him. He just stares at her with wide eyes,
then bolts.

	Then, she stares at the table he was working on, which I think he'd
just barely finished when she showed up, when Mr. Scott approaches.

	"This actually looks better than your original arrangement," he
says to the planner, who looks frustrated. "Let us know if you run out
candles, I can have more here in time."

	"This wasn't my doing!" The planner snaps. "Will you tell that kid
to leave everything alone? I can't turn my back on him before he starts
messing with things."

	"Xander did this?" Mr. Scott looks impressed.

	"It does look better," the planner grudgingly admits, then points
to a pair of workers."You two! Make all the tables look like these ones!
Grab another pair, and get it done ASAP! Pronto!"

	Xander's been messing with things every time she turns her back on
him? I'm surprised he's being so bold, though it looks like every time he's
caught, he runs off. I wonder what all he's done, other than the tables.

	"He rearranged the tables!" The planner exclaims as I'm pulling out
my phone to text Xander, and I look up. "I can't believe he moved all the
tables! When did he do that? And how did no one notice? Why didn't anyone
stop him from rearranging the tables?"

	Me (to Xander): You rearranged the tables?
	Xander: Thay luk beter as roze than hart.
	Me (to Xander): Where are you?
	Xander: Kichin. Don tel skare lade.

	So she does scare him. I find my way to the kitchen, though it
takes me a little time, since I've got no clue and keep getting turned
around, even with being given directions. I find Xander avoiding answering
whether or not the changes to the frosting and the arrangements for the
treats on the trays were approved by 'Mrs. Parks', whom I'm assuming is the
party planner, by saying that it'll look better. That's literally his exact
answer.

	"Did Mrs. Parks approve it?" The chef he's currently talking to
asks him.

	"It'll look better this way," Xander answers.

	"We can't make changes based on that," he says. "All changes must
be done through Mrs. Parks."

	"She doesn't know what she's doing," Xander's got gloves on, I
realize, and he starts rearranging the cookies on the tray. "They'll look
better like this. Do them all this way. Please?"

	Damn, he's cute.

	"I work for Mrs. Parks," the chef says.

	"And my dad hired her," Xander says, then adds. "He's not my
biological dad, he's my adoptive dad. That's why we don't look related. My
dad hired her, which, by the transition effect, means that I hired her. She
works for me. I say it changes. She doesn't know what she's doing, but
don't tell her I said that, she'll get mad."

	"Sorry," the chef says. "But I can't make changes without
Mrs. Parks' authorization, even if you're her employer's son. You're only
ten, please, just stay out of the way."

	"Listen here, mister," Xander puts his hands on his hips. "I am
thirteen years, six months, and four days old. I am not ten years old. This
is MY house. I can go WHEREVER I want. I do not answer to you. You WILL
make the changes I have ordered, or I WILL fire you. That is FINAL."

	"Xander," I step forward. "Let's go see how some of the other
things are doing."

	"No," Xander pouts. He's really sensitive about his size lately,
and is prone to blowing up when someone calls him small, or even implies
it. He pulls out his phone and dials a number, listening for a moment with
it against his ear. "Fire Mrs. Parks. Because she won't listen to me, and
the chefs won't listen to me because she's the planner, even though you
hired her. She doesn't know what she's doing anyway. I'll take over. I'll
do my best to not make it a failure. Oh, and dock the pay of the chefs,
they called me little! They're lucky I don't fire them for that."

	Xander huffs, then hangs up the phone and looks at the chef.

	"Mrs. Parks is no longer employed by my father," Xander informs
him. "My adoptive father, that is. My biological father is dead. I am now
in charge of the planning. You will do it as I say, or you will find
yourself fired. You can be replaced."

	I manage to convince Xander to leave after that, and the chef
mutters something that sounds like 'so can you'. Xander freezes where he
is, turning and looking at the chef, raising an eyebrow. Damn, he's sexy
when he does that.

	The anger on his face, however, makes him scary.

	"What did you just say?"

[Xander]

	The party had lots of people at it. I stuck with Dylan most of the
time. I wanted to cuddle him, but there were too many people around, and
because I fired the party planner, I had to take charge. I think the
party's going okay. I had to get a new chef, too, but Dad is rich, so he
knows people.

	Finn showed up with Karma. Karma was wearing a red dress and a pair
of red and gold heart earrings. Finn had on his usual white sneakers, plus
faded pink jeans and a white shirt, and looks kind of sexy like that. I
still prefer Dylan over Finn. Finn's a brat and is mean. He smacked me.

	"Hey, Xander," Finn approaches me before I can notice him and go
somewhere else. "I was talking, and came up with a list of what seems to be
your priorities. Want to see it?"

	"No."

	"I'm showing it to you anyway."

	"This is why I don't like you."

	"I only do it because I care for you," he says. "I just want to see
what your thoughts on the list of. I think it'd be beneficial to you to
have a visual list of what your priorities are."

	"You're still an ass."

	"Here you go," he pulls a piece of paper out of his pocket and
hands it to me, and I scan the list.

	Stay out of trouble. Avoid being beaten. Annoy Luke and Finn. Get
good grades. Know how to spell. Play with Turtle.

	"Turtle bit me," I glare at Finn. "He's no longer on the list of
priorities."

	"That's why you've stopped playing with him?" Finn looks
surprised. "I didn't even know he bit you. When did that happen?"

	"Back in the fall," I answer. "We were playing, and he bit me. Dad
said that he was just nipping me, that dogs do it when they were
playing. He's a bad dog. I don't like him anymore. I don't like you,
either. You hit me. Like owner, like pet. And your list is all wrong."

	I grab a piece of paper and scribble down my list, handing it to
him.

	"Xander," he looks at me. "Your spelling is horrible."

	"I sounded out my words," I say. "That's how they should be
spelled. I was told to sound out my words to know how they're spelled."

	"Wait, seriously?" He asks. "That's how you're spelling things?"

	"I figured that out a long time ago," Dylan laughs. "Makes it so
much easier to read once you realize that's what he's doing. What's his
list?"

	"Let me see," Finn spends a couple of minutes reading it. He's
slow. "Xander, I'm not even on this list."

	"You do not exist in relevancy to my priorities."

	"What are they?" Karma takes the paper and scans it. "'Avoid
getting abused. Eat. Avoid getting hurt. Eat. Find out what my boundaries
are. Eat. Stay out of trouble. Eat. Cuddle. Eat. Cuddle with my
boyfriend. Eat. Talk with my boyfriend. Eat. Annoy
Luke. Eat. Sleep. Eat. Hang out with the dogs for adoption. Eat. Avoid
Turtle. Eat. Learn how to cook. Eat. Keep body in shape. Eat.' Xander, why
do you have 'eat' after everything."

	"Eating is very important."

	"So is sleeping, but that's not on here."

	"I don't sleep well," I shake my head. "And even if I did, it
wouldn't be on there. It's not a priority, it simply happens."

	"So does eating," she counters.

	"I have to force myself to do that," I point out. "Sleep will
happen even if I don't force myself to."

	"Why do you want to learn how to cook?" Karma asks. "Just for the
hobby?"

	"A man should know how to cook," I state. "I'm not a man, but I
figure that if I start now, then by the time I am one, I will be able to
cook."

	"That's odd for you," Karma asks. "I mean, I know that I'd love to
go out with, and maybe get married to, a guy that can cook, but that's a
weird thing for you to say. Where did that come from?"

	"Adrian."

	"Who's Adrian?" Dylan asks me.

	"My great-grandfather," I look at him. "I met him back in the
summer. I'm visiting him over this coming summer break. I made friends. He
said that if I made friends, he'd let me come visit during the summer. He's
taught me a lot. He taught me how to tie a tie. We've talked a few
times. I've made friends. And I have a boyfriend. You. And then my friends
include Tessa, Bethany, Josh, Carter, Zach, Brian, Tyler, Mitch, Isaac, and
a bunch more. I consider Dash my friend, too."

	"Speaking of Dash," Dylan says. "He magically showed up at
school. He hung out with me during lunch, then left, but said he was in
town all afternoon."

	"He's here?" I ask. "Did you invite him to the party?"

	"I didn't know I could," Dylan responds. "Did you want me to?"

	"As long as you don't care if he gives me another slobbery kiss," I
say. "He probably will."

	"Go back," Finn and Karma say in unison. "What did you say?"

	"Dash gave me a slobbery kiss," I say. "I left out the part of when
he did it, and where. That was when we were at the mall, before the man
came after me. It was yucky. I started to smile. That was new for me. I
only ever do that, normally, in the mornings, when I'm doing what David
asked me to do. David's my uncle, even though he's in college, and so not
much older than me, in the long perspective."

	"Before that," Karma says. "Did you say that Adrian was your
great-grandfather?"

	"He is," I look at her. "Why?"

	"And you've known since the fall?"

	"Since summer," I shake my head. "I met him in summer. I've known
that Matt was my cousin since the fall. Quinn was sent by Adrian to be my
driver. He teaches me martial arts, too. In the family style. It's
aggressive. I like it. It makes it hard for someone to fight me, unless
they're really good at martial arts. Dylan, call Dash and invite him over,
I want to hang out with him."

[Finn]

	Xander acts as if being Adrian King's great-grandson means
absolutely nothing. He's known for SIX MONTHS and hasn't said a word. Has
he even realized that we've been wondering why Adrian King has been so
interested in him? Or the fact that he just stated that he has living
family? That could pose a problem, legally, if they wanted to file for
custody.

	Like, the hell? Karma and I split up to find Uncle Trey, and I
locate him first, Logan following me around. He showed up a little bit ago,
and has been quietly following me around ever since.

	"What's up, Finn?" He asks. "You look like your mind was just
blown."

	"So Xander," I say. "Has been keeping something from us without
realizing it."

	"And how do you know that?"

	"Because he just said it as if it was nothing."

	"What was it?"

	"The reason why Adrian King's had an interest in Xander."

	"Xander told you?"

	"Well, Dylan," I almost feel offended at the implication that
Xander wouldn't tell me anything, but then, he probably wouldn't. "Then
confirmed it as if it was part of the conversation and nothing out of the
ordinary. Apparently, Xander is his great-grandson. While Dylan was calling
a friend of his that Xander apparently likes, who Xander said was Dylan's
ex-boyfriend from a few homes ago, we asked how sure he was, and he said
that he saw the DNA test results. Xander is completely sure they're
related. That's why Adrian King's been so interested in Xander. Also, they
apparently made a deal that if Xander made friends before the end of the
school year, he could come and visit his great-grandfather during the
summer. I don't think he's mentioned that to you."

	"No, he hasn't," Uncle Trey sighs, rubbing his temples. "And you
said he said it as if it wasn't a big deal, and he wasn't hesitant or
anything?"

	"Just his usual, matter-of-fact self," I confirm. "Also found out
why Xander's been acting the way he has the last few months."

	"Really?"

	"Yeah," I hand him the paper. "I gave him a list of his
'priorities', hoping to see if I could find out why he's been acting the
way he has, and he gave me this back. The sixth one. Third, if you exclude
the 'eat' priorities."

	"He's got food on his mind!" Uncle Trey laughs. "Find out what his
boundaries are? He's acting the way he is so he can know his limits?"

	"Apparently," I grin at him. "Bet you weren't expecting that."

	"I'd considered it," Uncle Trey responds. "But then figured he's
probably just started teenage rebellion."

	Actually, that probably is part of it. I feel like an idiot for
nothing thinking of that sooner.

	"I wouldn't dismiss that notion, either," I say. "He probably has
started teenage rebellion."

	Karma finds us and tells me that Xander wants to talk to me. I find
that weird, so I go over and find him where we left him. At this point, the
party is winding down, and guests are leaving.

	"Yes, Xander?"

	"Dash couldn't come," he says. "So you'll do. Dylan and I are going
to go hang out in my sauna. I will allow you to join us, as you have your
own boyfriend with you, and I assume that he will keep you in check. Do not
piss off the sauna fairy."

	Xander and the freaking sauna fairy. But at least he's letting me
hang out with him. Even better - he's letting me see him naked. I find it
funny that he assumes my boyfriend will keep me in check, as Logan's even
more sex-crazed than I am, and he's only ten.

[Dylan]

	Xander was definitely bummed about Dash not being able to hang
out. Dash said that he wasn't able to because of having to leave soon to
get back home. Then Xander changes to wanting to go to his sauna, and
invites Finn and Logan.

	At the sauna, I get to see Xander naked for the first time. To be
honest, I wasn't sure what I was expecting. I figured maybe we just wore
our underwear or something, I've never been in one before. There, though,
Xander and Finn both just remove their clothes, and Logan follows suit
shortly after, shedding – carefully - his suit. The three of them are
ripped. Damn. I really need to get back into working out, I've gained quite
a bit of weight since my move to the current home. I shuck my clothes, and
follow them inside, a bit nervous about their thoughts on my heavier body.

	Xander immediately pours water from a bucket onto some stones in
the middle, and Finn looks at him, sitting down next to Logan on one side.

	"Please don't make it too hot in here," Finn asks. "You're the only
person I know of who can tolerate the heat levels that high."

	"I only do that," Xander says. "To discourage you and Luke from
joining me, or when I want to be alone. I have Dylan in here, and I invited
you in. I'm not going to do that. It would be cruel to my boyfriend and
your boyfriend. I will tolerate the lower temperatures so that they are
comfortable."

	We fall silent after that. I sit next to Xander, and start to sweat
pretty fast, realizing that I'm getting a boner and feeling my face heat
up. After a few minutes, I realize that everyone is hard. I'd honestly
expect Xander to not be hard around three guys, knowing he's a rape victim.

	"Saunas increase your circulation," Finn says.

	"I know," Xander says.

	"Talking to your boyfriend," Finn says. "He's looking at our boners
with a confused look on his face. Yours, specifically. It's common for guys
to get hard in saunas due to the increased circulation."

	"Oh," I say.

	Xander cuddles into me, and after that, everyone is silent, only
doing anything to drink water, or in Xander's case, occasionally pour more
water onto the rocks.

	After a while, we all get out of the sauna, and Finn and Logan jump
into a small pool outside of the room. Xander pushes me in, then tells us
he'll be back up in a minute. He disappears down some stairs, returning
looking wet. Finn told me that he takes a cold shower downstairs to close
up his pores after, but he refused to tell me why. I'll learn in time, most
likely.

	We don't get dressed after, though Finn and Logan leave. Xander and
I cuddle on the couch, both of us still hard. I'm hard because he's naked
and sexy and fuck do I want him bad. I guess he's hard because he's
comfortable enough with me.

	"You're still hard," Xander looks up at me. "You're horny, aren't
you?"

	"And you aren't?" I look down at his dick, then meet his gaze.

	"Not really."

	"Then why are you hard, too?"

	"I don't go down unless I orgasm," Xander answers. "It's weird. I
get hard, and I stay hard until I get off. I probably have this freaky
genetic trait from my family that causes a permanent boner, but because of
my poor nutrition for part of my formative years, it's only now starting to
become active. But it's confused, so it gets up, and then stays up until I
cum. Sometimes, I have to cum three or four times before it stops. That
happens more and more lately. Can you suck yourself?"

	"What?" Where did that sudden change come from? "No, I can't."

	"Oh, okay," he says. "So far, no one I've talked to has been able
to. I thought every guy could."

	"Why did you think that?"

	"Because I can," he says. "And if I can do it, then shouldn't
people who aren't worthless able to?"

	"You're not worthless."

	"Do you want to suck my dick?" So he is horny, then.

	"A little," I start to answer.

	"You can, if you want," he looks at me with his blue-gray eyes
mixed with green, so wide and innocent in his statement. "But I won't suck
you back. I'm not ready for it with you yet."

	"So you can seriously suck yourself?" I ask.

	"Did I stutter?" He asks. "Are you turning deaf? Are you just plain
stupid?"

	"Can I see you suck yourself?"

	"Only if you suck me first," Xander answers. "And swallow my
cum. But I'm not sucking you. I can suck myself just fine, but if I even
think about sucking someone else, I start to freak out and relive what I
went through, apart from Carter. You'll need to be patient and give me time
to heal and get used to you more. And used to sucking dick willing,
too. Got it?"

	"Got it," I say.

	Ever since our first date, I've gotten off by myself, and this is
the closest we've had to a sexual experience since them. I'm not going to
pass it up, even if it means he'll be getting off in a way I won't be.

	I don't think that's fair, but I'll do it if it means he'll get
used to me easier and comfortable enough, later on, to do it back. And if
that isn't enough, I can just go over to Sam's. If Xander's not having sex
with me, then why would he care if I'm having sex with someone else?
Especially if he's doing it with someone else, even if they've only
actually done it once so far.

	Xander sits up, and I bend over and take his dick into my
mouth. Damn is it big, it reminds me of Greyson's, only bigger. Four and a
quarter inches, uncut, and hairless. Just like Greyson, actually, in the
last two respects. It's fat, too.

	There's surprisingly absolutely no taste, despite him having been
in a sauna, then taking a cold shower. No smegma under his foreskin, so he
cleans under there, too. I'm not a big fan of sucking dick, but having him
in my mouth is hot, and I can get used to it.

	He puts a hand on the back of my head as I suck him, but he doesn't
make much noise. Any, really. He rubs my back, and it's a soft, gentle,
careful rub that makes me want more. He lasts a long time, and I'm starting
to not want him to unload his cum when he finally makes a sound.

	"Gonna cum!" He squeaks softly.

	A moment later, he does, shooting seven loads of hot, salty cum
that has a slight sweetness to it into my throat. I swallow it, then lick
off the head of his dick, which stays hard as I sit back up and look at
him. He presses his lips to mine, pushing his tongue between, and I nearly
blow my load from that.

	"You didn't swallow all of my cum," he breaks off the kiss. "But I
didn't say you had to swallow all of it, so I'll give you a pass on that
one. Avoid touching yourself while I'm doing this."

	I don't fully understand why he doesn't want me to jack off while
he's sucking himself, but I think it might be a trust thing. A way for him
to see that I'm not with him just to get off.

	He rearranges his position on the couch so that he's upside-down,
his back against the back of the couch, head on the cushions, and he grabs
his legs and lifts his head up, pulling his legs down, and damn is he
flexible. How quickly and fluidly his body moves makes me wonder just how
flexible he is. It also makes me wonder if Matt and Liam can suck
themselves, since I've seen them stretching in P.E. They probably can.

	I shake those thoughts from my head as Xander starts sucking on
himself. He works himself really well with his mouth, and lasts about as
long as he did with me. Finished, he returns to a seated position, leaning
his head on my shoulder. It was hard not to touch myself during that, but I
did it, and I think Xander's happy. He's still hard.

	"Can I cum on you?"

	"No."

	"I need to get off."

	"Then practice sucking yourself."

	I'm silent as I think about it. I could just jack off and cum on
myself after I get home, then clean up, but cumming on him would be hot,
and be so much better. If I didn't know better, I'd say it's because he
doesn't like being dirty, but I know that's not an issue.

	Then I realize that when he was getting abused, he probably had
people cum on him and leave it on him for hours. They probably pissed on
him, too.

	"What if I licked it off of you after?" I might prefer getting
sucked over sucking, but I do enjoy the taste of cum, too. "Would you be up
for me cumming on you then?"

	This time, he thinks about it. It's not an immediate answer.

	"Okay," he finally decides.

	Before I can move, he's kissing me again, sending lightning through
my body. And then he adds to my collection of hickeys. Most of them are
easily hidden by my shirt, either on my chest, shoulder, or arms. He puts
this one on my neck, and toward the top of it. I freaking hate turtlenecks,
and don't own any. He knows that, too.

	So I can cum on him and lick it off, as long as I have a hickey
everyone will see. Seems like a fair trade to him, so when he lies on his
back on the couch, staring at me, boner still up and looking like it could
use some more love, I kneel between his legs and start jacking off.

	It doesn't take me long to cum, not after the sight in the sauna,
and then the stuff with Xander and his kisses, and I shoot four loads onto
him. He starts breathing heavily, and I can tell he's starting to freak
out. I get off of the bed and kneel down beside him, pressing my lips to
his. He still seems to be freaking out, and it just feels like a kiss with
any ordinary person to me.

	I start licking the cum up off of him, and he jerks every time I
touch him, but he still lets me. I almost stop, but I'm enjoying having my
tongue on his body, and he doesn't try to get away. When I finish, I sit
back on the couch, and it's several minutes before he finally moves. I pull
him into a hug, and he cuddles me, silent.

	My phone buzzes on the table, making Xander jump, and I check it.

	"Time for me to go," I kiss him on the forehead. "See you this
weekend?"

	He nods, curling up on the couch and closing his eyes. I get
dressed and leaving, giving him another kiss on the lips. Licking my cum
off of him was actually more fun than I expected it to be. I still want to
fuck, but there's no way he'd let me, if he freaked out that much just
having me cum on him, and he was brutally raped.

~~END OF CHAPTER 25~~

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	TriviaTime! David is Xander's father's youngest brother, but not
the youngest grandson of Adrian King! NOW we know what went on after Xander
met Adrian all those chapters ago, when he was gone three extra days!

	Hope you enjoyed it, and look forward to Chapter 26!