Chapter 8: Answers

!SMUT WARNING!

-BEWARE OF POSSIBLE CRINGE-

Damian Wayne swung through the open window of his bedroom, landing softly on the wooden floor. Jon followed suit, flying through the window.

"Are you sure Mr. Wayne will be ok with us having a sleep over?" Jon asked, turning back to the window and closing it shut.

"Positive." Damian said, dropping his cloak to the floor and making his way to the bathroom.

"I mean- if you're sure.. then, I guess its ok but what are we supposed to do?" Jon asked

Damian paused in his tracks just as he was about to enter his bathroom.

"Seriously?" He asked, turning back at Jon. "Second door to the left. Open it" Damian said with a smile before entering the bathroom and closing it shut.

"Second door to the- AW YEAH!" Jon squealed as he opened the door to Damian's game room, running inside.

"Finjustice: Cods among us, Mortal Wombat, and-" Jon gasped in disbelief "MONK-E MONSTERS 2! This one isn't even out yet!" Jon squealed, bending down to one knee on the soft carpeted floor, looking at the game's box.

"Father's a good friend of the company's CEO" Damian said, walking into the room wearing a plain white T-shirt, black and grey basketball shorts and plain black socks. "Make yourself at home, Kent" he said, as his face contorted into what one could hope was a smile.

"Eeeeeiii!" Jon squealed, turning the game on and grabbing a controller before plopping down on the leather couch.

Damian shook his head and smiled walking towards the intercom in the room next to the door , he loved seeing how happy Jon was.

"Pennyworth." He spoke into the intercom.

"Yes, master Damian?" Alfred called back.

"Two large bowls of popcorn, extra butter, two grapw sodas and an extra large bowl of double-double chocolate-chcolate ice cream with chocolate sprinkles on the bottom and top." He told the butler.

"Might I advice against butter, sir. Far too many calories for you and young master Kent."

"Let's live a little tonight, Pennyworth-" Damian was about to let go of the button when he realized what the butler just said.

"How did you know Jon was with me?" He asked

"The ice cream, sir." Alfred answered and Damian could almost see the smirk the old butler had on his face as

"Pennyworth will be bringing up some refreshments for us in a few minutes." Damian said, plopping down next to Jon who was currently beating the boss of the first level.

"Uhu..." Jon said, sticking tongue out slightly and furrowing his brows. Barely hearing what Damian just said.

"You know that game has multiplayer right?" Damian said, as Jon dropped his controller, it landing on his lap.

"Jon?" Damian asked, raising a brow at the boy who currently had his mouth agape.

"LET'S PLAY!" Jon demanded, getting off the couch at superspeed and handing Damian the controller.

"Oof-" Damian went, Jon's speed knocked some wind out of him.

"Sheesh, alright already. I'll do a few rounds with you." Damian said, a small smile on his face as Jon squealed with excitement.

The pair played two rounds with Damian winning both rather easily before Alfred showed up.

"Master Damian!" He called out as he entered the game room, seeing the two boys sitting on the couch. Setting the two trays down on the intricately designed coffee table the boys were using as a foot stool.

"Hi alfred!" Jon said, happily.

"Er.. hello, master Kent."

"Your... 'refreshments' sir." He said, obliging by how Damian wanted to call snacks. Lifting the lid off the first two, revealing the popcorn bowls and ice cream.

"I also took the liberty to make you and master Kent two 'club sandwiches"' He said, lifting the silver lid off the second tray, revealing two sandwiches, sliced down the middle, edges sliced off and on a separate plate, a bowl of cheese and ketchup in the center of the edges.

"Very good, pennyworth." Was all Damian said to acknowledge his presence.

"I shall take my leave, then." Alfred said, exiting the room, empty trays in hand.

"What'd Alfred say?" Jon asked

Damian made a noise that could be made out as "I don't know" with his mouth, shrugging.

The boys played a few more rounds, Damian winning the bulk of them before he let Jon win the last two.

"That was fun!" Jon said, throwing the controller in the air which landed on the edge off the couch.

"Yes, quite." Damian remarked, placing the controller down neatly.

"Woah! Snacks!" Jon remakes, finally noticing the food alfred brought them around 15 minutes ago.

"Yes, alfred brought them here some time ago." Damian said, taking a single flake from one of the bowls of popcorn and placing it in his mouth.

"You didn't tell me alfred was gonna bring us some food!" Jon complained stuffing his mouth with a handful of popcorn.

"Yes I did, Kent." Damian said, rolling his eyes.

"Mmmmn! This tastes amaziiiiiing" Jon said, munching the kernels.

"TT. Could you be any messier?" Damian said before realizing what he just asked "nevermind. I don't want to know."

"Mmn..- mm?" Jon made an asking noise as he noticed Damian staring at him.

"Zhou know mmnch-" Jon began before swallowing the popcorn he was eating.

"You can just hug me or something if you want... right?" Jon asked, looking at Damian who immediately looked away, blushing.

"TT. What? How could you possibly come to that conclusion?' Damian asked in what sounded like disbelief and annoyance.

Jon smiled and rolled his eyes, leaning in and giving Damian a quick peck ok the cheek. Causing the boy-assassin to let out a yelp.

"See? That wasn't so bad" Jon said, smiling at him.

"I guess." Damian tried to sound disinterested" But.. wouldn't you wanna change into something.. more comfortable? You're still in your Superboy get up.'"

"I mean.. I would but.. I don't really have any spare clothes. I mean, I have boxers under my jeans and I can just unzip my hoodie" Jon said, rubbing his nape and laughing shyly.

"I don't mind." Damian said bluntly.

"You sure its ok with you?" Jon said, meeting Damian's eyes.

"Most definitely." Damian said before realizing how eager he sounded. "I mean, yes. I don't mind."

Jon's eyes perked up as he smiled playfully. Noticing Damian's darkening blush.

"I'm pretty sure you mind~" Jon said, smiling playfully, untying his red sneakers. "Its just that you mind.. but not in the bad way~- wait does that make sense?" Jon asked.

"I.. I think so?" Damian answered.

Jon smiled sweetly and slipped off his shoes, dropping them haphazardly on the carpeted floor. He started to hear Damian's heartbeat.

*THUMP THUMP*

Standing up, his white socks with gray at the toes and heel touched the carpeted floor.

Jon smiled slyly, facing damian as he unzipped his pants.

*THUMP THUMP THUMP*

"Wow, you must really.." he began, as he unbuckled his pants letting them drop to the floor. Leaving him in his tight light grey boxers.

*THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP*

"Really.. Really like me, huh?" Jon said playfully, teasing his best friend.

"Sh-sh-shut up..." Damian said, his voice shakey, losing any hope to sound intimidating at that moment. He tried to avoid looking at Jon. Too embarrassed to do so.

"You know you can look, right?" Jon said, placing his hands at his hips and cocking his lips slightly to the right.

"Yeah..." Damian said, still looking away.

"Then why don't you? I know you want to." Jon asked

"Don't.. want to make it awkward.. or- any more awkward than it already is." Damian said shyly, a hint if regret in his voice.

"Mmmn. I guess that makes sense but.." Jon made a humming noise in thought "tell you what, you answer any question i have, to make it fair. Deal?"

"TT. How does that make it fair? Damian asked.

"We both get what we want~" Jon teased, kicking off his jeans that were resting at his ankles and stepping closer to Damian, grabbing his cheek and making him meet his eyes before crashing his lips onto Damian's.

"Mmn?! Mm- mnnh.." Damian was at first taken by surprise but almost immediately he felt his body turn to jelly as he melted into Jon's kiss. Wrapping an arm around the boy of steel's nape and pulling him onto the couch, laying back as Jon landed on top of him.

"I'll take it that's a deal?" Jon asked, to which Damian only hurriedly nodded, blushing deeply as he stared at Jon's bare legs.

"Mhm. Mhm" Damian said

"Alright, fire questio-ahhh! Oof-" Jon was interrupted by Damian wrapping his arms around his torso and pulling him downwards into a warm hug, burying his face into the the plain white shirt Jon wore under his Superboy hoodie.

"Can you still hear me?" Jon asked Damian, Damian feeling the vibrations on superboy's chest.

"Mhm." Damian hummed, resting his face on Jon's chest enjoying his best friend's boyish musk.

"Alright, first question." He said, feeling Damian tighten his grip on his torso, nuzzling into his chest. Jon felt a hint of warmth rush into his cheeks as Damian hummed contentedly into his chest.

"How long?" Jon asked.

"Mmmn?" Damian hummed, he was more focused on the feeling of having in his arms, nuzzling his face into the boy's slender torso than actually answering his questions.

"How long have you liked me?"

The question made Damian's eyes shoot open. He was hoping- praying really that he didn't need to answer that one.

"Damian?" Jon asked, getting up so he could see Damian's face.

"A deal's a deal." He continued.

Damian missing the warmth Jon's closeness brought him.

"...." Damian stayed silent

"What if i make it worth your while?" Jon asked, trying to sound as seductive as he could but coming out more of as adorable than anything else. But for Damian? Well that's exactly the way Kent could push his buttons.

"Mmmn..." Damian said, closing his eyes, unwilling to look at Jon's face. Having superboy over him, his messy hair dangling down onto his face, it would be too much for the son of the bat.

Jon took that as a yes and wrapped his arms around Damian, letting Damian's cheek rest on his shoulder as he began to kiss his neck eliciting a few startled and muffled moans from Damian.

Jon stopped, kissing his partner in the lips and lightly touching his cheek. Watching as Damian closed his eyes tightly as moved his lips, a deep shade of red on his cheek. .

Jon pulled away as Damian's eyes shot open, hungering for more of Jon.

"So?" Jon asked

"A.. f-few.." he said looking away.

"A few what?" Jon asked.

"...."

Jon cocked his cheek to the side and leaned back down, kissing Damian's cheek and rubbing his smooth bare leg against Damian's. Before he stopped and ask again.

"Damian?" Jon asked sweetly, touching his best friend's cheek.

Damian opened his eyes and what he saw took his breath away. Jon was staring down at him, a light tint of pink on his cheeks, his sapphire blue eyes looking at him expectantly. His soft kissable lips damp with saliva.

Damian steadied his breath "Years.. Jon.. a few years."

He answered.

"Really?"

"Y-yes.. at first I wasn't sure what it was. Confusion? Maybe I was poisoned. Then I blamed it on hormones but in the end well.." damian paused and met Jon's eyes "I admitted.. what i wanted.. who I wanted to be with.." Damian said, a small smile on his lips, his eyes slightly squinted as he ran his hands through Jon's soft hair. Touching his cheek lightly with his thumb.

"Ppfffffff. You've liked me.. for that long?" Jon started to giggle. "Really? Wow you're totally head over heels for me, aren't you?" He started to laugh.

"N-no, I'm not..." Damian whined

"Come on.. you totally are!" Jon teased, poking damian's cheek.

"Am not."

"Oh really~? Then what's that poking against my thigh?" Jon teased, rubbing his leg lightly against the tent cuttently pitched in Damian's shorts, eliciting a few hushed moans from the boy wonder.

"Y-yes I am Jon.. mmmnh.. n-now could you please stop doing that..? Pretty please..? Damian felt his boyhood throb, jerking slightly to the stimulation Jon gave it.

"Fine" Jon stopped, causing Damian to sigh in relief, his shorts was getting slightly damp with pre.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Jon asked, his voice sweet and inviting.

"I did... remember?" Damian answered, holding onto Jon's hand and looking into his eyes, asking if he can.

Jon nodded as Damian took his hand and started kissing it, enjoying the feeling of Jon's soft, smooth skin on his face.

"But why not sooner?" Jon asked

"Because.." Damian seemed reluctant.

Jon leaned in, kissing his cheek. Damian's mouth curled at the touch.

"Why?" Jon asked, Damian reached for his face, touching it lightly, feeling the softness of the boy's cheek on his thumb. His eyes read "Please..?"

Jon obliged, bending back down towards Damian.

"T-thanks.. and I'm sorry.." Damian whispered as he started to kiss Jon's face all over. Happy he was able to avoid Jon's question.

"Sorry for wh-" Jon was cut off by Damian's lips meeting his own. Damian would always have that determined look in his eyes, but now it was different and Jon couldn't read that look, he looked focused.. but focused on what?

"Sorry for what?" Jon asked, curious at what his friend could possibly be sorry for.

"Sorry for.. this.. if me.. liking you and.. you.. letting me do this to you... if its weird.." Damian said, pausing.

"Is it?" Damian asked, pulling back.

"Is it weird?" Jon asked

"Y-yeah.. honestly." Damian replied

"Well to- hhrk!" Jon was interrupted as Damian latched onto him again, grabbing onto his arm and nuzzling into it.

"S-sorry.." Damian said, ashamed of his lack of self-control.

"You've been wanting to do this for a while.. huh?" Jon asked.

"Mhm.." Damian replied, kissing his arm.

Jon sighed and smiled. "Honestly? Well it never made me uncomfortable. Was it weird? Yes. Is it weird? Yes, but mostly because I'm still new to it. But I'll get used to it eventually." Jon answered.

"Then why..?" Damian started "why do you let me do it?" He spoke, his voice shakey.

Jon seemed to question himself, not totally sure as to why he does until he looked back at Damian. "Because I want to make you happy, you're my best friend Dami; and if this is what it takes.. then its fine by me." He said, smiling sweetly at Damian, Damian's heart skipping a beat at the boy's sincerity.

"Then.. if that's the case.." Damian began, tracing his hands down the length of Jon's arms. Resting at the garter of Jon's boxers "I would like to let you enjoy as well during our little.. arrangements." Damian paused, his eyes raising to meet Jon's. "If you'd let me.. that is" Damian stated, but it came out more off as a request, a plea more than anything.

Jon's eyes went wide at the thought of what Damian was suggesting causing Damian's hands to recoil, in fear of taking a step too far.

"No- Jon I'm s-sorry, I- I was asking for too much I shouldn't-" Damian was attempting to get off when he was cut off by Jon, grabbing onto one of his hands, the boy of steel crashed his lips into Damian's, taking the smaller male by surprise. He pulled back, allowing Damian a single breath of air before leaning back down, more gently this time and kissing him

"Don't be afraid of me Damian.. please don't be. I'm doing this for you, ok?" Jon said, touching Damian's cheek, his best friend leaning into it almost instinctively causing an ever so slight blush to appear on Jon's face.

"So- uhm yeah, if you think doing whatever you're planning to do will help then uhm.. " Jon's eyes trailed off to the side "ok.." he said.

"O-okay." Damian stuttered, internally cursing at himself for how his voice betrays him.

Damian gulped as he laid back down, Jon inching himself closer.

Damian gripped onto the garter of Jon's underwear, causing the boy of steel to blush and look away.

Damian ogled Jon's buldge, he couldn't believe what he was about to do, normally he would have at least attempted to resist. Fearful of the consequences, but now.. well the cloud of lust clouded his judgement. And besides, despite his iron will, he is only human. He submitted to his desires.

Damian tugged down on Jon's boxer, pulling them down to where his thighs met his knees causing a deep blush on Jon's face. His eyes clenched shut.

"W-wow.." Damian said mindlessly, he felt his heart beat quicken, staring at Jon's boyhood which now dangled down in front of him. He eyed Jon's pinkish tip a small drop of clear fluid sticking out of it, poking out ever so slightly from the boy's foreskin. His eyes moved up the boy's length, noting a few veins on the boy's shaft. His eyes traveled downward to Jon's family jewels, his boyhood dangling down past them, obscuring his view. His eyes travelled back up, to what few wispy hairs graced the boy's area. After lusting for the Jon for years, not even getting a glance at it before this.. Damian was out of words.

"You're s-so big.." Damian remarked

"mnnng..." Jon hummed embarrassed, eyes closed tightly.

"And" Damian began, reaching for it, his fingers held onto Jon's boyhood gently, lifting it slightly so Damian could better inspect it, causing Jon's breath to hitch in his throat.

"You're still soft.." Damian remarked, squeezing it slightly "aren't you?" He asked, looking up Jon who simply gave a quick and subtle nod, not knowing what else to do.

Damian thought about telling the boy to relax, but decided against it; knowing well enough that just telling him wouldn't work.

"I'm going to.." Damian paused, iover actually thinking he'd find himself in a situation such as this. "Make you.. feel good, alright?" Damian asked petmission.

No answer.

"Jon?" He asked again, his voice... strangely sweet. Something Jon wasn't used to.

"O-okay Dami.." Jon answered, his voice shakey, obviously unsure about the whole situation. But Damian was determined to make good on his word.

Damian fingers held onto the skin covering the tip of Jon's boyhood causing the boy of steel's mouth to morph into a thin line.

Damian stared at the tip of Jon's boyhood, pulling the skin back and revealing the entirety of Jon's tip eliciting a durprised moan from the boy.

"D-damian..?" Jon said

"Yes?" Damian answered, leaning towards Jon's boyhood.

"I-I'm s-sensitive there.."

"I know~" Damian whispered onto Jon's exposed tip before sticking out his tongue and licking up all the pre on his head, his fingers wrapping around the boy's shaft, stroking back and forth slowly.

"mmmnh...!" Jon moaned, gripping the couch's fabric in response to stimulation. Damian taking note, taking it as a sign Jon is enjoying it

"There we go.." Damian whispered, gripping Jon's boyhood and watching it harden, gaining even more length. He smirked at his handwork, enjoying the salty yet sweet taste of Jon's pre. Waiting for his crush's dick to reach full length.

"Around 7 inches?" Damian asked, slowly stroking it.

"Its.. 7.4 inches.." Jon corrected

Damian gripped tighter.

"You enjoying it so far?" Damian asked, keeping pace.

"Mmmng.." Jon hummed

Damian picked up the pace and began to kiss Jon's boyhood up and down before licking his tip.

He stopped licking but kept pace "how about now?" Damian asked

Jon's legs began to shake ever so slightly to the stimulation as he answered "y-yeah.." Jon answered, his voice shakey with an ever so slight hint of.... lust?

Damian smirked and began to lick Jon's tenders, seeing as this was more for him than Jon he ensured he didn't neglect Jon's boyhood which is hands fondled with. Kissing Jon's balls, he felt Jon's boyhood pushing against his cheek.

He moved back to Jon's boyhood staring at it, watching it throb slightly with lust filled eyes. He opened his mouth, allowing his tongue to play with it, enjoying taste of Jon's skin before enveloping half of it in the warmth of his mouth.

Jon gasped at the sudden sensation, feeling waves of pleasure envelop him as Damian's mouth pleasured him.

Damian hadn't even moved yet and Jon was already convulsing. If simply having the boy's boyhood in his mouth had this effect he dreaded what properly sucking him would cause him to do. He was horny, yes but not horny enough to forget about Jon's super strength.

He opened his mouth and let Jon's boyhood slip out.

"H-huh..?" Jon said, opening his eyes and seeing a blushing, sweating Damian before him, his normally spiked hair a mess. He felt himself blush.

"Jon.. kindly try to resist the urge to face-fuck me too hard, please? Damian spoke, Jon's boyhood resting on a part of the right side of his face causing Damian to keep one eye shut.

"O-oh.. sorry.." Jon said, slightly ashamed of his lack of self control.

"Don't sweat it, I'm proud of my abilities to pleasure the most adorable fucking boy in the whole world." Damian said, any hope of inhibition lost on him.

He grabbed Jon's boyhood once more and placed in his mouth. Before Jon spoke.

"D-damian wait.." Jon said.

"What?" Damian asked

"Can I take off my shirt first? I'm kinda starting to sweat and I don't have a spare one." Jon answered

Damian smiled and rolled his eyes, finding it amusing that Jon was still concerned about that at a time like that.

"Ok, farm boy. Just hurry up." He said, kissing the side of Jon's boyhood before letting go. Masking his anticipation to see Jon bare.

Jon obliged, slipping off his jacket, and dropping it to the floor he pulled his shirt over his head, exposing his pale slim chest, his ribs visible as Damian's eyes traversed his torso.

"Huh.." Damian said, as Jon dropped the shirt to the floor.

"W-what?" Jon asked.

"Pink nipples. And just when I thought you couldn't get any cuter~" Damian teased.

"He- eyyy~.." Jon was cut off by Damian enveloping his boyhood in his mouth, Damian's tongue swirling around Jon's sensitive tip sending jolts of pleasure up the body of the boy of steel.

"Mmhmmmn.." Damian hummed loving the taste of Jon's boyhood, indulging in his crush's boyish musk as his hands explored Jon's body, touching, feeling, squeezing and pinching as they went along.

Damian carried on, eliciting a few excited moans from Jon. Damian felt his own boyhood call out to him, begging for attention but easily ignored it, he was determined to make the boy he obsessed over cream in his mouth.

"Mmnnh..." Jon moaned, his hips beginning to thrust deeper into Damian's mouth as Damian's hands began to traverse Jon's smooth and pale legs.

Damian was focused on the taste and sensation of Jon's throbbing boyhood when he felt something brush against his own. Jon's legs were now quivering and his inner right thigh was rubbing againdt his member. It was far from perfect but it still felt amazing, Jon's warm soft skin rubbing against his dick.

"D-damian.." he heard jon whisper as he fucked his face. And apparantly that was more than enough for him to cream his shorts. He felt his boyhood twitch violently, as the cum shot up his shaft and dampened his shorts, his toes curling with the pleasure as he moaned onto Jon's dick sucking faster.

"Mnnh.. mngg.. mmnn!!" Jon moaned loud as he begant hrustimg his hips toward's Damian's face, sweat dripping down his exposed body as he felt his boyhood quiver, curling his toes, jerking twice inside Damian's mouth before unloading a sizable amount of cum into Damian's maw.

Jon was panting hard, his vision hazy as he looked down at Damian happily gulping down the fruits of his labor.

"D-dami... s-stop I'm sensi' MMMNH!" Jon's face contorted as Damian began to suck more vigorously on his hypersensitive tip, pulling it out an audible pop being heard as it exited Damian's lips.

Damian's expression was a playful smirk as Jon held his sensitive-still twitching boyhood.

"That's for face-fucking me hard." Damian winked some strands if cum on his face, drenched in sweat.

"That was.. amazing" jon blushed.

"You're welcome." Damian said proudly, licking the cum around his lips.

"But wait Damian what about you, don't you wanna?" Jon asked, panting and sweaty

"I.." damian began, looking away "I.. aready came.." he admitted as Jon looked at the damp mess that was now Damian's basketball shorts.

"Pfffffff" Jon began to laugh, Damian blushing before he wrapped his arms around him once more.

"Can we... keep.. cuddling..?" Damian asked.

Jon was about to say that's enough for today but he saw Damian's pleading eyes. He sighed and smiled.

"Fine, but just for 10 more minutes." Jon answered, his boyhood still tucked out as Damian tightened his grip and nuzzled into the crease of Jon's neck enjoying his scent.

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