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"I know I'm not alone, just adolescents you and I."
Who:
nickthewarbler and
warble_on_jeff
What: Pressures of teen life
Where: Nick and Jeff's dorm roon, Dalton Academy
When: Saturday night
Rating: Sexual references
Nick's head was stooped low as he made his way up the spiral staircase of Dalton to head to the dorm wing where the room he shared with Jeff was located. He had his hands stuffed in the pockets of his jacket and it was probably good the halls were mostly deserted, because he probably would have bumped into someone from not really watching where he was going. He was home a lot earlier than had been anticipated, but there was a reason for that. The anxiety inside him had his stomach in knots, and his head in a swirl of confusion. Maybe he really was coming down with something? It would explain why things hadn't gone according to his girlfriend's plan...
He got to their room and unlocked it with his key. His appearance was a little dishevelled, clothing a little rumpled, hair messed up. He just nudged the door shut behind him and dumped his keys, wallet and cell phone onto his desk on his side of the room. Jeff was lying there watching TV and Nick could feel his eyes on him, but he busied himself a few moments longer by kicking out of his shoes and taking his jacket off to drape over the back of his desk chair. Finally, he was over to his bed and flopped down on the side of it with a heavy sigh, brushing his fingers through his hair to try and tame it and then scratching at the side of his neck where his girlfriend had worked intently on giving him a hickey.
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What: Pressures of teen life
Where: Nick and Jeff's dorm roon, Dalton Academy
When: Saturday night
Rating: Sexual references
Nick's head was stooped low as he made his way up the spiral staircase of Dalton to head to the dorm wing where the room he shared with Jeff was located. He had his hands stuffed in the pockets of his jacket and it was probably good the halls were mostly deserted, because he probably would have bumped into someone from not really watching where he was going. He was home a lot earlier than had been anticipated, but there was a reason for that. The anxiety inside him had his stomach in knots, and his head in a swirl of confusion. Maybe he really was coming down with something? It would explain why things hadn't gone according to his girlfriend's plan...
He got to their room and unlocked it with his key. His appearance was a little dishevelled, clothing a little rumpled, hair messed up. He just nudged the door shut behind him and dumped his keys, wallet and cell phone onto his desk on his side of the room. Jeff was lying there watching TV and Nick could feel his eyes on him, but he busied himself a few moments longer by kicking out of his shoes and taking his jacket off to drape over the back of his desk chair. Finally, he was over to his bed and flopped down on the side of it with a heavy sigh, brushing his fingers through his hair to try and tame it and then scratching at the side of his neck where his girlfriend had worked intently on giving him a hickey.
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With a small moan of uncertainty, he flopped back onto his bed and gazed up at the ceiling. "What if she's ready and I'm not? She might break up with me for someone else. Maybe I'm just letting my bad experience get in the way, which isn't fair to her at all."
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Jeff shook his head as Nick settled into his bed, and took a few steps over to climb into his own. "If she breaks up with you for not being ready, Nicky... I mean... that would be really awful," Jeff said, rolling over onto his stomach and propping his head up on his hands. "I don't get why she'd do that. She's not a bitch."
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"I don't mean she's going to break up with me because I'm not ready. She just might have bigger ideas of how it's all supposed to work, and then if things change because of it, we might not work as well as we do. I don't know girls that well. I mean, I do, but not when it comes to this sort of stuff. They might have these amazing ideas, and if I don't live up to it, I'll make her first time suck too, and I don't want that." He gave a small groan and then yawned, rolling onto his side. "I don't know what to do. I mean, it was hot. I was turned on. That was why she thought... you know... she could feel I was turned on. Now I'm just all frustrated, but confused about it."
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"Nicky," Jeff said with a sigh, rolling onto his side to look at Nick intently. "It's totally okay to not be ready... Hell, I'm not ready. I don't think I could even rock the girlfriend thing as well as you have so far. And just cuz you've got a boner doesn't mean you should have sex... I mean... There's like... Other stuff, too, right? So you could do... other stuff if you're ready for that, and..." He shrugged. "It makes sense, you know? Hell, I don't know shit about girls, except what's in porn, and I get the feeling that's not really all that accurate."
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He looked at Jeff quietly for a little bit, frowning with confusion. "I just want it to be amazing the next time I do it. I want to have all those feelings people talk about when they're in love. I want it to be perfect. I want to know when it's all over that I have no regrets. Maybe I'm expecting too much. Do you think I am? Do you think first times like that even exist? Maybe I should ask Blaine? Do you think he would tell me about his first time? If it was all it cracked up to be? Or if maybe I'm just living in fantasy land with fairies and pixies."
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"Blaine's really awesome. I bet he'd tell you." He paused, contemplating Nick's first question, which he'd left unanswered at first. "I... I think they do. I really hope they do. I mean, whenever I do it, I want it to mean something, you know? And be like... nice, and special... Maybe we're just... young and idealistic or whatever it is people say when you're a kid and you want good stuff to happen."
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He scrunched his nose up and tugged his lips to the side. "I'm fucking tired. This is exhausting. It should be this exhausting." He sat up again, cross-legged this time as he picked at a loose thread on his Dalton blanket. "I'm seriously going to need to jerk off or I'll never sleep tonight."
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Jeff shrugged, pointing at his laptop. "I found this really cool porno today and downloaded it. It's on my jump drive if you wanna watch it. I'll go to sleep so you can do your thing, if you want," he added. It wasn't as if they hadn't taken advantage of each other's being asleep in the past for recreational purposes. And they tended to have pretty similar porn tastes, to boot.
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He gave Jeff a small smirk, but it fell into a sheepish and guilty look. "Thanks. You're a good friend, Jeff. The best. And another web of bullshit. Abi doesn't know I watch porn. She thinks I'm not like 'other guys'. I couldn't really correct her without feeling like a perve."
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"What's 'other guys' supposed to mean?" he asked curiously, shifting to crawl under the blankets on his bed. "All of us gross perverted dudes who watch porn?" He laughed lightly at that. "I don't think I know anybody who doesn't watch porn... Except maybe Kurt. It's natural..."
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"I guess it was something along those lines," he relented with a shrug. "I don't really know for sure. Chicks have all these ideas about what should and shouldn't be, usually influenced by all their other chick friends. Plus, Abi goes to an all-girls school, so I guess that means she gets influenced by her friends a lot just like we do. I don't think she so much thinks it's perverted as she just thinks I'm innocent. And she thinks I'm a virgin, which is a whole other issue in itself..." he groaned and shook his head. "This dating growing up thing sucks sometimes."
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Reaching behind him to adjust the pillow, Jeff stared at Nick for a moment. "You... She doesn't know? That you had sex? Nicky, that's kind of... important... You were going to have sex with her without telling her?" It wasn't an accusing question so much as a surprised one. He kind of figured someone had the right to know at the start that they weren't your first. "Yeah... It sounds like it," he agreed, shifting in his bed. With a pause, he turned onto his side to look at his friend. "Nicky, are you sure you're okay?" he asked, worriedly.
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He folded his arms over his chest and looked away, scowling. He didn't need Jeff judging him like that. Shit was already confusing enough as it was, and Jeff was the one person he expected to have his back. They were only sixteen! Maybe sex was a regular topic of conversation for some couples, but it didn't come easily to Nick. He got embarrassed and he wasn't sure how he was supposed to feel about the whole thing.
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"I'm sorry, Nicky, I really didn't... I didn't mean to say it that way... It was stupid. I just meant that... Oh, crap, it doesn't matter how I meant it, it came out wrong..." Jeff's heart ached that he'd said something like that when Nick was feeling bad enough already, and he shook his head firmly. "I'm sorry... Nicky, I don't think you're an asshole... I just... I know she sprung it on you and all... I'm not trying to insult you."
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"Don't worry about the porn, I'm really not in the mood anymore," he added, grabbing out his pyjamas and piling his toiletry bag on top of that and completing the stack with his towel.
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"Okay..." Jeff said quietly, realizing that, no matter what he tried to say at this point? This conversation was over, and Nick had already shut down on him. It was his own fault. And maybe that was what made it even worse.