"Okay, this is actually really cool!"
Josh exclaimed as they sat down at a table near the stage.
"Why does that sound like you didn't expect me to come up with something cool?" Brendon laughed at that.
"No, no, no! That's not what I meant. I had high expectations, i'm just admitting that they were right", Josh laughed.

Brendon had picked him up, and without telling him, brought him to a small venue where local bands get to play the stage every friday night. And, as he swore, they served the best hamburgers in town. But, they hadn't ordered yet, but so far Josh really liked this place.

"This looks cool", he mumbles as he got the menu from one of the waitresses. "Thanks." Brendon replied with a sly smile. "Thanks? For..?"
"For thinking my work looks cool."
"Okay. Explain please?"
Brendon chuckled. "I designed those menu's. As well as the logo. And those posters", he pointed to a wall covered in them.
"Seriously? Dude, that's so good! Is that what you do for work? I already wondered why you said you came to the copyshop Hayley works."
"Yeah. I'm my own boss and that's the way I like it", Brendon winked.
"I figured", Josh laughed. "Honestly I think you'd be a employers nightmare."
"Me? Why?"
"Because I think you just do whatever you want, and you don't take orders from anyone... am I right?"
"Maybe."
"Not only as an employee by the way", Josh continues, tilting his head slighty and narrowing his eyes as if he was studying Brendon.
"What?" Brendon laughed, his face lighting up even more than before. And that sound, his laugh was contagious.
"I think you do whatever you want, always. School, work, life, love... sex." Josh smirked.
Brendon chuckled a few more times. "Only one way to find out", he winked.
"Don't get your hopes up."
"What, you're too classy?"
"For sex on the first date? Guess we'll have to wait and see." Josh felt bold, Brendon made him feel careless. Not in a bad way, not at all.

They listened to the next band playing, and they both disagreed on whether it was a good band or not. They had their food, indeed amazing burgers, and the evening filled with laughter.

"I like you. You have this optimistic, careless outlook on life. I wish I had that too." Josh admitted suddenly. His chest was tight, stomach feeling funny. He hated realizing it, but he fell for this guy way to fast.
Brendon smiled as he leaned closer. That beautiful half-smile, in which only one corner of his mouth curled up.
"Maybe I can teach you", he smirked.
"Why would you do that?"
"Because maybe I like you too. You're interesting."
"Interesting?"
"Yeah. And really, really cute."
Josh couldn't help but blush a little.
"Cute, huh?"
"Yeah. Beautiful."
"Stop."
"And I like how your really whitty, but then when I say this you get flustered."
"Asshole", Josh pouted as he felt his cheeks heat up even more after Brendon mentioned it.
Brendon laughed, only adding more butterflies to Josh's stomach.

About half an hour later the tables at the venue were pushed to the sides, a dancefloor made free in the middle. They had long finished their foor and now hung back against the wall watching a terrible band perform. They agreed on this one.

Josh noticed Brendon looking at him for a while now and he couldn't hold back his laugh any longer. "See something you like?"
"Yeah", Brendon nodded, face in a seductive frown. He turned, gently placed his hands on Josh's hips and pushed him into the wall softly. He was so close now, Josh could feel his breaths tickeling. Brendon's eyes shifted from Josh's towards Josh's lips, biting his own while doing that.

He came even a bit closer, lips brushing against each other softly, while Josh's breathing hitched. He allowed his own hands to grip onto Brendon's neck, his fingers brushing through the short hair. Only a second later Brendon leaned in more and pressed his lips against Josh's. Josh swore he died a little, his heart jumping excitedly. Brendon's lips felt as amazing as they looked. Or probably even better. Soft, sweet, but with a faint hint of cigarettes. The grip on Josh's hips got firmer as Brendon pushed him against the wall harder.

Their lips barely disconnected as they gasped for air once or twice. Josh pulled him close, so close because he wanted more. He softly sucked Brendon's bottom lip, tugging it the slightest bit. In response, Brendon parted his lips more and licked into Josh's mouth. Josh welcomed it, opening his mouth more and deepening the kiss at that time. Brendon knew what he was doing, just the right amount of wet, the right amount of tongue, the right pace. He knew exactly what to do to make Josh go crazy.

The kiss grew heated, Josh's fingers burying into Brendon's thick dark hair desprately, Brendon's hands now caught in Josh's curls. He licked, he sucked, he kissed as if his life depended on it, until a repeating voice drew their attention. "Hey! You two! Cut it out. Stop fucking eating each others face off here, or get out", a clearly irritated bartender yelled their way.

Brendon chuckled as he pulled back from Josh, the latter slightly panting, his back still against the wall. "Your choice", he smirked.
"Let's go", Josh huffed, grabbing Brendon's hand, pulling him out the venue.
No questions asked, Brendon drove towards his own apartment, not dropping Josh off. Even before they had entered the house Josh was pinned against the door again, still outside. Brendon smashed his lips back onto Josh's, making the latter hit the back of his head against the door. "Ow, dude", Josh breathed, laughing. Brendon chuckled, rubbing Josh's head, mumbling a "sorry". He had his hands in Josh's hair now anyway, gently pulling it to tilt Josh's head back.

When Brendon's lips latched on to Josh's neck, he couldn't hold back the groan in the back of his throat. His own hand slid under Brendon's shirt slowly, feeling the warm skin on his back. Completely losing balance when Brendon finally managed to open the door to his apartment, they stumbled inside and they fell to the floor, Brendon hovering over Josh, both panting. He kicked the door shut with his foot, hands pushing Josh's shirt up to his chest while kissing down Josh's jaw and neck once again. Josh gave him all the space he needed, his hips bucking up against Brendon's. The latter groaned against Josh's skin, biting into it gently.

Brendon's hands left his chest, only to move down to the hem of his jeans. Once they reached their destination and had the button undone, Josh grabbed his wrists. "Wait, wait, wait", he breathed heavily. Brendon stopped immediatly, a concerned look on his face, as he sat down on top of Josh's crotch. Josh laughed, "fuck you", as he pushed Brendon back and he scooted down a bit while settling on Josh's thighs with a smirk. "Hm I was actually planning on fucking you." Josh rolled his eyes, shaking his head, making Brendon laugh. "What?" Brendon asked.
"Isn't sex on a first date like a bad-luck kind of thing?"
"What do you mean?" Brendon asked, his fingers softly running over Josh's happy trail.
"Well most of the time sex on the first date leads to nothing. Maybe a second hook up, but nothing... more", Josh answered, it almost sounding like a question. He took a deep breath.
"I don't want to stop, let that be clear", Josh continued when Brendon narrowed his eyes a bit. "But I. Ehm. I don't want to ruin the chance of this actually working out, into... something." He shrugged softly. "Unless you don't want anything else from me than sex, just tell me then."
Brendon smiled. "If I promise you i'm in for a lot more than just your body, will you let me continue? Or should we stop and take it slow? Because that would kinda be really shi-." Josh didn't let him finish his sentence, pulling Brendon down again with one hand, connecting their lips again. The other hand palmed Brendon through his jeans, making hem let out a sharp exhale of breath. "Promising is good enough", Josh breathed and Brendon smirked again. "Okay, well I can promise you, that i'm not in it just for this", his voice was low and raspy, sending shivers down Josh's spine.

Brendon continued undoing Josh's jeans, his hand then rubbing over the thin fabric roughly. Josh bit his lip, his fingers reaching for something to hold. He found Brendon's shirt, deciding now would be a good time to get rid of that anyway. "Fuck, why are you so hot", he whined, making Brendon chuckle. "Sorry?" He then pulled back, standing up and reaching for Josh's hand. He pulled him to his feet, to the turn him around and with his hands ons Josh's hips he pushed him towards the bedroom.

Before Josh could turn around again, Brendon pulled down his jeans and they fell to his knees. Josh turned and sat down, toeing his pants of further as Brendon pulled Josh's shirt over his head. He tossed it somewhere, standing in between Josh's legs. Josh let his tongue and lips roam around the slightly flushed skin of Brendon's stomach, while undoing his pants and pulling them down a bit. With his lips still working he grabbed Brendon's length through his boxershorts. The latter gasped, his hand guiding Josh's head down slowly.

He got the hint, looking up at Brendon when he folded his fingers behind the elastic band. He pulled the underwear down, Brendon's dick springing free and Josh wettened his lips before kissing the tip of Brendon's cock. Josh still had his eyes on Brendon, who watched him with light red cheeks, when he let his lips slide around his cock. Brendon's eyes rolled upwards and closed, his head falling back as his hand grabbed Josh's hair. "Yes, fuck", he breathed, pushing Josh's head further down gently. Josh sucked, bobbing his head up and down fast, enjoying the strong hold into his hair and tasting Brendon on his tongue.

Brendon let out a lip-bitten moan before he pulled Josh off of him, panting as he leaned down to kiss Josh again. Together they crawled up the bed, Josh getting rid of his underwear in the process. Brendon hovered over him, their lips connected, kissing wet and sloppy, sucking on lips and tongues. A gentle hand folded around Josh's hard-on, begging for attention and the light contact made him whimper softly. They kept this going, Brendon's hand driving Josh insane. He needed more. He whined, he whimpered, he moaned obscenely.
"Fuck, if you keep making noises like that i'm going to come before I even fucked you", Brendon huffed, the grip on Josh's cock tightening. Josh chuckled at that, but as Brendon kept stroking him so fucking slowly he was about to explode.

"Are you going to fuck me, or kill me? Because if you stall this any longer i'm going to fucking die", Josh hissed while swatting Brendon's hand away. Brendon laughed, letting Josh push his hand away as he sat up and watched Josh lay underneath him. "I was not joking!" Josh added, spreading his legs more as a hint. "Alright, alright", Brendon climbed of Josh, reaching into his nightstand finding lube and condoms. "Do you need p-." "No, what I need is for you to fucking hurry up right now", he answered, his hand reaching to his own aching cock.

"So needy", Brendon whispered as he had rolled on the condom and lubed up. "And I like it", he whispered into Josh's ear as he grabbed his calves and pushed his knees to the mattress. Their eyes locked when Brendon lined up and slowly pushed into Josh. "Holy fuck", Josh choked out, as Brendon groaned lowly. He started to move slowly, but soon picking up pace as he kissed Josh again and again.

He observed Josh's face, eyes squeezed shut in pleasure, his jaw dropping when Brendon found the right spot. "Good?" Brendon sucked a bruise onto Josh's throat. "Fuck. Yes. Keep doing that", Josh answered, hands clawing at Brendon's back desperately. Brendon did, and Josh was a moaning mess, away from this world, his head dropping back and back arching off of the bed. It only made brendon fuck him harder, adding a hand around his cock to jerk him off in the same pace as he was thrusting into him.

Josh's nails bit down into Brendon's shoulderblades, his breathing faultering as a broken moan escaped his lips when he came. White spurts landed on his chest and stomach, Brendon slowing down a bit, guiding him through his high. Eventually his eyes popped open again, finding Brendon's little smirk soon. Josh watched as Brendon brought his sticky fingers to his own lips, cleaning them up while picking up his pace again. Josh clamped his legs around Brendon's waist, and pulled him down for another kiss. Gross and so good, as his tongue brushed over Brendon's.

Then Brendon's hips started to stutter, quickly pulling out and tossing the condom. Josh swiftly folded his fingers around Brendon's cock, jerking him quickly for a few seconds, until he came all over Josh's chest. A deep groan left his throat, forehead pressed against Josh's, as more white painted Josh's skin.
Slowly Josh stopped jerking him, wiping his hand along his stomach to add to the mess already there. After a while Brendon opened his eyes again, lips pressing to Josh's shortly. He then plopped down on his back next to Josh.
"Fucking amazing."
"Yeah."
"Shower?"
Josh shook his head. "Not yet", he whispered as he climbed on top of Brendon, laying naked, skin to skin, flush against each other, only their cum sticking in between. He softly kissed Brendon's neck, cuddling up to him, his fingers softly running over Brendon's arm. He doubted. Maybe this was too much for now. Too much for a first date. Too much after fucking a near stranger. But somehow he just needed this, and he hoped Brendon would accept.

And Brendon accepted. The slight smile on his lips went unnoticed by Josh, but not any less real. One hand threaded trough messed up curls, the other caressing Josh's back softly. Josh smiled too as he left another small kiss just below Brendon's ear. This was okay.