This was not what he wanted… or expected really. He wasn't sure if he specifically wanted this or not, it sure felt like it though. But it was so wrong and he definitely didn't want it. Ray was in simple terms extremely confused. And how he got that way were some plainly ordinary events.

He had been lounging around the Man Cave with nothing to do on a Friday night. Wishing he had asked Henry to stay they could've watched marathons of old TV shows until the sun rose, but you don't always get what you wish for.

Ray had given up eventually on entertaining himself, and beeped Henry several times only to have no answer. A few hologram and phone calls-that all went un-answered-later Ray was bored and now peeved at being ignored. Then all of a sudden he had the most brilliant idea.

Hoping to stave off the boredom he decided to scare the pants of his blonde sidekick. That'll teach him to ignore me, thought Ray as he threw on a hoodie and some jeans.

As he snuck into the back garden of the Hart residence, he was glad to see the house dark except for what he knew to be Henry's window. The night was fairly warm, being the middle of July this sort of weather was normal. Grinning in anticipation he climbed the thick oak tree that stood just outside the orange glow of the teen's window.

Ray huffed irritatedly as his jumper snagged on a branch just below the one that stretched under Henry's slightly open window. Finally getting the stubborn material free the hero pulled himself with a little effort onto the last branch. The glare of the light missed him by a fraction and he was safely hidden in shadow. When the man looked up triumph was wiped from his features that slackened at the sight he saw. He very nearly lost the grip he had on the branch.

His eyes widened as he took in the state of his friend. Henry lay on his back atop the coverlets without any clothing. At all. And if that wasn't enough his face was contorted with ecstasy, mouth gaping wide with his eyes fluttering. The man felt heated excitement stirring in his nether regions eyes glued to the blonde's hand furiously stroking his arousal. The other with two fingers buried deeply in his ass. Ray watched as the gorgeous teen rocked languidly on the long digits, back arching in pleasure. He felt his face burn uncontrollably, but his head had fogged over with uncontainable lust and he was unable to look away.

Ray heard the soft moans and pants that drifted from the marginally open window, it was becoming unbearably tight in his jeans. Oh god he knew he should leave, what the hell was he gonna do if he was caught watching this incredibly seductive teenager, who was completely oblivious to his presence. Better question, what the hell was he gonna do if he couldn't stop himself from bursting in there and fucking the unimaginably tight blonde into the mattress.

Before he could think any more on the tempting matter. The boy had flipped himself over so his ass rose high in the air and the top half of his body pressed into the mattress. Ray's mouth was salivating at the new view of Henry's round and firm looking behind. It was as if the almost submissive position was daring him to forget all restraints and fulfil the lust that burned inside.

The teen had added another finger to the tight squeeze of his virgin hole, increasing the pace of both his hands. The dirty things Ray was dreaming of doing to the smooth, pale caramel body of his would make even the most sexually experienced person blush. It would be the sweetest of tortures for the unexperienced boy.

"Ahh- Ray!" Henry groaned, panting as he wiggled his hips trying to force the fingers deeper.

Ray let out a rather un-masculine squeak, Henry was thinking of him?! He felt himself twitch in his pants, as arousal stronger than he'd felt in a while pooled like liquid fire in his lower abdomen. He didn't even know the kid went both ways. He licked his dry lips, swallowing heavily.

He had to stop this now or he'd end up following the kid into the blissful oblivion that he was edging closer too every second. Leaving or even just looking away had become impossible at this point. Ray's hands clung to the branch in a death grip, anything less and he wouldn't be able to keep his hands from wandering. But then he just imagined Henry's hands wandering and he licked his lips again.

More moans of his name came from Henrys parted lips that Ray just wanted to smother with his own. By the desperate way the blonde's hips rocked forward with the arch of his back, Ray knew the kid was close. Henry's breath stuttered as his body racked with the tremors of his climax. The hero watched with awe and lust in his eyes as the spent teen collapsed onto his back.

His dark eyes raked over the slight frame of his sidekick. The crime fighting had toned his torso and stomach leaving no room for imperfection in Ray's eyes. Sweat glistened on his tanned skin as he rose from the bed planting his feet on the floor. The hero shrank back further into the shadow and watched as the blonde grabbed a bath robe, throwing it over himself and flicking the light off before leaving through his door. Presumably to have a shower.

His suspicion was proved correct when he heard the spray of water in the otherwise quiet house. Ray wasn't ready to give up yet he came here to scare the kid and that's what he was going to do. He struggled to the ledge of the window trying to be as quiet as possible squeezing through the opening. Landing on his face was not the plan, but thankfully the impact was muffled by the carpet.

Ray stood pulling off the hoodie that was too hot anyway, and throwing it somewhere in the dark room. A smirk was plastered on his face as he crept to Henry's bed, planning on waiting for the teen under the covers. As long as the kid didn't turn on the light he was in for the fright of his life. The hero heard the water shut off and tried be a still as he could. His pants were still uncomfortably restraining as the erection from earlier had yet to go away.

He realised to late that being in Henry's bed-that smelt strongly of the excited kid-with a hard on just after watching the kid finger fuck himself at the thought of him was not the brightest of all ideas. Before he could think better of it and get the hell out of there, Henry was back in the room. The light from the hall highlighted a fluffy white bath towel that hung low on his hips while his dried his hair with another.

The blonde threw both towels somewhere that Ray couldn't see, not bothering with clothes Henry slipped under the covers. Ray clamped a hand of his mouth shifting right to the edge of the bed. Now what was he going to do? He couldn't move without plainly alerting Henry of his presence, and he knew the kid was a light sleeper. He couldn't very well just stay the entire night, what would he do in the morning. No. His best option was to just to follow his plan, pretending not to know the fact that the teen was naked and about thirty inches from him.

Slowly Ray removed the hand from his mouth propping his head up on one elbow and smirking at what he supposed was the back of Henry's head.

"It's not polite to ignore people, you know." Ray whispered.

Henry yelped tumbling off the bed with a thud and dragging the covers with him. He recovered quickly and stood holding the sheets around his waist, anger pinching his boyish features.

"Ray! What the hell!" he whisper shouted, glaring at the man.

Ray had forced a fist in his mouth the stifle the mad laughter that would've woken the entire house. He was trembling with glee as he rolled about on the bed, followed by Henry's angry gaze. Ray was too busy basking in success to notice Henry's movements. He was beginning to think he would die from lack of oxygen, but the weight the straddled his hips quelled his hysteria.

He opened his watering eyes to see Henry's face hovering directly above his own. His breath hitched in surprise when he felt the teen roll his hips expertly against him.

"It's not polite to watch someone masturbating through their window either, Ray." Henry punctuated the sentence with another roll of his hips.

"You knew I was- I mean-" Ray was cut off as another soft moan pushed its way from his lips. The kid was grinding hard against him and it was now again painfully tight in his jeans.

"You're not very subtle, Ray." Henry clutched Ray's shoulders leaning down further to breathe the next words in the man's ear, "It was a major turn on. You watching as I got off to the thought of you so deep inside of me. Fuck it was hot."

Ray groaned, forced to stop the boy's devilish hips from rocking any more. Henry's skin was so soft he almost got distracted. "You gotta stop that."

"Don't you like it Ray?" Henry's voice was innocent, but from what he saw of the kid's face ruined the act.

He laughed that was the understatement of the millennium, "That's not the problem kid."

"Oh I can feel your problem." Henry swivelled his hips despite the hold Ray had on him. "It's hard and thick and hot, oh and it'd feel so good inside me Ray."

Henry crashed their lips together and Ray gave in tangling his hand in the damp blonde locks as the other reached for Henry. He wrapped his fingers around Henry's already hard shaft, the kid gasped pressing harder into him. Tongues and teeth clashed and it was heated, desperate, messy and just so perfect. Ray moaned wetly against Henry's mouth, detaching their lips in favour of devouring his sidekick's exposed skin. He sucked his way down the boy's neck nipping at the sensitive skin there as the blonde mewled wantonly throwing his head back.

Ray palmed Henry's chest feeling every curve and dip as the kid continued to rock his hips against his straining jeans. His hands gripped the boy's hip bones thrusting up forcefully against his bare ass. Henry's head fell to rest on his shoulder as he gasped in pleasure, his hot breath causing goose flesh to break out on Ray's skin.

"Clothes… Now." Henry hissed, leaving no room for discussion. Not that Ray was complaining anyway.

He pulled his shirt over his head and Henry was on him before it had even left his hands. His short cut nails raked down Ray's chest, the warmth of his mouth following their trail. All the while Ray watched lustfully as the blonde drifted lower and lower taking his sweet time getting to the waist band of his faded jeans.

Finally he was going to be free of the strain, but apparently Henry was evil. The kid didn't bother with the button or zipper, as he palmed Ray through the rough material of his jeans. The hero's breathing was uneven, hitching whenever the blonde squeezed him tightly. Ray saw the roughish grin in the dim light as Henry lowered his head to his still clothed groin, pressing the heat of his mouth to the bulge of the older man's aroused self. Hot breath and the flicks of his nimble tongue, were driving Ray insane he couldn't take much more of this torture.

"H-Hen'… Please." Ray's hands fisted in the sheets.

The kid looked up feigning innocence, "Please what?"

"Anything… Quit bein' a tease." He snapped craning his neck to see the boy, he gulped at the sight of Henry's teeth clamped on the corner of the fold in his jeans. The teen pulled back slowly and the button and zipper were loose his hardened self popping to freedom. Henry's eyes were blown black with lust and Ray knew that was the hottest thing he had ever seen. He pants were gone and his boxers soon followed.

Henry eyed his exposed self with a look of hungry anticipation, grasping Ray's length the blonde stroked from base to tip licking his lips.

"Christ kid…" Ray moaned, "face the other way."

Henry gave him a confused looked but complied turning to face in the opposite direction. Not bothering with time wasting explanations Ray grabbed Henry's thighs just above his knees and tugged him backwards. Henry made a surprised noise falling to his hands faced with the head of Ray's manhood. Ray couldn't stop himself the blonde looked and smelt far too good for him to hope of restraining his actions.

"Ray what're y-" Henry gave a shuddered gasp cussing under his breath as Ray thrust his tongue as deep as it would go into the boy. In revenge he was engulfed by the warm wetness of the teen's mouth, he groaned involuntarily and substituted his tongue for two fingers. Henry hummed encouragingly as he sucked harder.

Ray added a third finger, God the kid was tight. He was also surprisingly adept with his mouth, and if he kept going the way he was heading things would end far too quickly for Ray's liking. The hero removed his fingers, thrusting his tongue deeper this time making Henry stop what he was doing—thankfully—and roll his hips against Ray's face.

Coming to the same conclusion Henry moved to face Ray again, both of them breathing heavily as Henry rested his forehead against Ray's. Henry's eyes were the coals of a dying fire, as the met the darkened azure of Ray's.

"Kid are you sure?" Ray panted, knowing it probably went without saying, he could practically feel the need buzzing under the blonde's skin, but he had to be sure.

"I've been sure for as long as I can freaking remember." Henry breathed desperately, eyes pools of pitch lust in the dim light. "Now fuck me Captain Man." He grinned in that roguish way again.

"Okay-" whatever he was going to say, was shoved out of his mind as Henry leant back his eyes never leaving Ray's. He planted his hands on the hero's toned thighs lining himself up with Ray's pulsating length, slowly he slid down.

Ray watched breathing heavily as Henry's face slackened with pleasure, he took every inch inside him and Ray let out a breathy moan when the teen rolled and rocked his hips forcing the hero even deeper. Henry steadied himself with hands on Ray's chest, his heated gaze stayed locked on Ray's own as he rose until only the tip remained before sliding with an unbearably slow pace back down. He did this again and by the way he licked his smirking lips he enjoyed the torturous pleasure he was causing the hero.

Ray tried thrusting his hips up to fasten the pace, but every time he did the teen would move just out of reach. He'd had enough of this, grabbing the blonde's prominent hips he pulled himself up so the teen was in his lap. He growled and surprise painted Henry's features, Ray attacked his full lips taking advantage of his sidekick's open mouth he tasted everywhere he could get to. Using a hand tangled in the silky strands to pull him closer.

Henry moaned wantonly into his mouth when Ray raised him far enough that he could thrust roughly into the slippery tightness of the teen. Drawing Henry's bottom lip between his teeth the hero laid him back on the mattress, letting the hold on his lip loose when the teen wrapped his long legs around the older man's waist hooking his ankles together. Ray rested his hands either side of Henry's head, drinking in the sexy little sounds the blonde made when he thrust in faster.

The hands that were clinging to his shoulders dug sharply into Ray's skin and the boy beneath him gave a strangled cry as his back arched wildly.

"Nngh! What are you doing…ah!.. To me Ray!" Henry cried, Ray knew he must have hit that spot. He angled the same way again and the teen would've woken the neighbourhood with the scream that Ray smothered with his mouth.

"So good… more… right there." Henry's mouth spouted a bunch of nonsense as Ray drove harder into him.

"Close…Hen'." Ray groaned against the boy lips.

"With me." He whispered, and their mouths locked in another heated battle. Ray didn't think he could ever get enough of this, the taste of Henry, the sounds he made they were impossibly intoxicating.

Henry broke off with a drawn out moan of his name, as he arched his back trembling with release. The tightness of Henry clenched and unclenched rapidly around him as he watched the teen fall into bliss, spilling over both of their chests. So tight and sexy and oh god and too hot.

It pushed the hero over the edge and he fell alongside Henry into oblivion, coming undone inside his blonde sidekick with a strangled whimper of the kid's name. He pulled out of Henry, collapsing beside his spent body so as not to crush him.

They both panted heavily basking in the heavenly afterglow.

"I'm gonna be sore for a week." Henry mumbled, making Ray chuckle.

The hero pulled the younger boy snug against him, Henry flung an arm over his chest humming contentedly.

"You know-"

"Henry darling, you alright in there."

They both instantly froze.

"Shit." Henry whispered. "Ray go, come on, go!"

Ray was on his feet exhaustion forgotten as they looked at each other frantically, as Henry threw all of his clothes at his face shoving him towards the closet.

"Wait Henry my-" Henry shut the door, and Ray groaned.

The blonde leaped on his bed ripping his covers up before the door opened. Light outlined his mother clad in her night gown, she was the definition of tired completing the look with a jaw breaking yawn.

"You okay sweetie?" She blinked sluggishly, "Thought I heard something."

"Fine mom." Henry forced a normal tone, like he couldn't see Ray peeking from his closet. She yawned again and Henry took the chance to flap his hand furiously at Ray.

"That jumper."

"What?" Henry asked confused.

"It looks way too big for you." She pointed at the grey hoodie hanging off the back of his desk chair.

Henry swallowed his nerves, "Y-yeah my boss let me borrow it, er… on a cold day. I forgot to give it back." He hoped it would be enough.

Thankfully she hummed sleepily, "Nice man your boss. Good night sweet heart." She pulled the door closed behind her and Henry sagged with a relieved sigh.

Ray, still as naked as ever, walked out of the closet quirking an eyebrow at the reclined blonde.

"Anything else you borrowed from me?" He smirked laying down next to the boy, leaving his clothes in a pile on the floor.

"Just your heart. I've got no intention of giving it back." Henry said breezily, Ray snickered.

"I'll take some crackers with that cheese." Henry grinned, kissing a pleasantly surprised Ray softly breaking away far too soon.

"I stole yours a while ago." Ray wrapped the kid in his arms, kissing the crown of his head.

Henry hummed his agreement, "Right from the word 'Hello'. Ray grinned, maybe sometimes you do get what you wish for. Even if you never knew you wished.