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Nikola Tesla was not a boy, man, boy to be trifled with. He might have only been sixteen, thank you birthday for at least adding some dignity to his youth, but he was not someone that you deliberately annoyed. Not unless you wanted to keep your fingers, your car, your pride or whatever it was that you held precious. And someone had made an enemy of Nikola today and for that someone was going down.

"Really Nikola, you're taking this rather personally old sport. School prank, freshmen hijinks."

Nikola scowled at James as he tried to comfort him. Comfort him! Nikola Tesla! Shrugging the hand off his shoulders, Nikola gathered his papers before slamming his locker shut and storming towards the changing rooms.

"This is ridiculous, hand me that towel." Nikola ordered one of the freshman, removing his ruined shirt. Discarding his cufflinks as he began to strip, Nikola examined his beautiful, handsewn, expensive shirt. Slushied. He had been slushied due to his stature and age they had thought that he, he, was one of those ridiculous freshers. Swearing in his mother tongue, Nikola looked up at the other boy in the room about to rant before pausing. Ah, it had to be him didn't it? "Towel, please."

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Alcuin gasped. Such a simple touch, but no one had ever touched him like that before, and his cock twitched in approval.

"Yes," he whispered, not even knowing exactly what he was agreeing to.

"We should probably start with trousers first, that would seem advisable." Nikola said, cheeks flushing a little as Alcuin gasped like that. Nikola turned his hand running his palm down his arousal before he curled his hand around Alcuin's cock. Drawing his hand slowly up, Nikola inhaled as he almost kissed Alcuin. "Then perhaps a shirt, don't you think?"

For a moment, Alcuin thought he might fall over. He put a hand on Nikola's shoulder, a tight grip. "Nikola," he whispered, voice tight as well. There was a strange hint of pleading in it.

"Yes? Did you object to the shirt, a sweater perhaps or a t-shirt?" Nikola murmured, lips brushing against Alcuin's as he hesitated kissing him the way he wanted to kiss Alcuin. Running his thumb up Alcuin's cock, he swiped it over the tip as Alcuin gripped his shoulder tight. Nikola stepped closer to Alcuin stroking him slowly with a playful smirk. "Or did you want something?"

"Nikola..." Alcuin said breathlessly, and then met his eyes. "I've... never done this before. I don't want games. Just you."

Nikola's smirk faltered, softening for a moment at the statement. His hand faltered, slowing as he looked at Alcuin carefully. Brushing Alcuin's hair back from his face with his free hand, Nikola brushed his cheek with his fingertips.

"Okay," Nikola murmured a little unsure before kissing Alcuin the way he wanted to kiss him- heatedly. Nikola was making sure Alcuin understand he wasn't playing games, teasing a little maybe but this, with him, wasn't a game.

Running his hand down Alcuin's back, he began to stroke his erection again sliding his hand up to the tip as he drew Alcuin closer to him.

Alcuin moaned into the kiss, and couldn't help but wonder what they must look like, with him naked here in the middle of the kitchen.

Was this moving too fast? Maybe, but he couldn't bring himself to care. At least not so far as things were now. Desire was racing through him like a bullet.

Tentatively, he slid one hand from where it had been on Nikola's shoulder down his chest, then farther. Nikola was dressed now, but Alcuin's fingers played over his groin through the fabric.

Nikola groaned at the tentative touch, his control almost pushed to the limits as his hips rocked forward into the curious touch. Nipping at Alcuin's lips, Nikola pulled back a little panting as he watched Alcuin. Beautiful, smart and oh, he wanted him more than anything, more than his precious science awards.

"Alcuin..." Nikola moaned, covering Alcuin's hand and pressing it a little firmer against his own arousal. Parting Alcuin's lips with his tongue, Nikola tightened his grip a little firmer twisting ever so slightly as he stroked Alcuin's cock. He wanted to watch him, he wanted to see him come undone. He wanted him.

Alcuin's eyes closed, his lips parted, his breath became erratic. Even as he pressed more firmly against Nikola's erection through his trousers, he felt his own body begin to tighten with arousal, a feeling he'd only ever known when he was pleasuring himself.

"Oh god," he whispered. "Oh god, Nikola, I think... I think I may..."

Nikola let Alcuin's hand go to slide around Alcuin's hips, pressing against his ass as he watched Alcuin. Rocking his hips forward against Alcuin's hand, Nikola brushed his lips against Alcuin's before pulling back to murmur in his ear.

"Do it, come for me Alcuin." Nikola murmured, sliding his hand up and down Alcuin's arousal faster as he tried to make him come. "Let go."

Alcuin really only needed the permission - he cried out sharply, the hand he had on Nikola's shoulder tightening into a fierce grip as his whole body shuddered and he spilled warm and sticky over Nikola's fingers. It was an indescribable feeling, so much more powerful than when he had orgasmed alone.

It was incredible, watching Alcuin come all over his fingers. His grip tightening as his body shuddered, the way he looked from the orgasm. Nikola wanted to take what he wanted, he wanted to take Alcuin but he had to play a smarter game than that if he wanted to keep Alcuin. And Nikola was quite sure that he wanted to.

Nikola murmured something into Alcuin's ear in his own language before kissing and nipping at the skin at his neck. Pulling back to look at Alcuin with a heated smile, Nikola brought his hand up to lick clean before kissing Alcuin.

"I could do that all night to you," Nikola murmured against his lips.

Alcuin's cheeks were pink, some combination of pleasure, exertion, and embarrassment. "All night may be difficult," he murmured. "But give me a few minutes..."

Nikola seemed so utterly at ease, so smooth, that Alcuin wondered how much experience he really did have, even given that they were the same age.

Sliding his hands around Alcuin's waist, he tugged the naked boy to him and kissed him slowly. It was endearing really, the flushed cheeks and Nikola ducked his own head to press a kiss against his bare neck.

"I don't know, I've thought about it quite a lot. I'm sure we could make our time together very worth while," Nikola murmured, his hands sliding down over Alcuin's arse and squeezing just a little.

Alcuin let out a shuddering breath.

"Would you... would you like some wine?"

Nikola wasn't sure if he wanted to let Alcuin go, not when he could have so much more fun with him now especially the way he shuddered like that. But Nikola did let go, just a little, kissing Alcuin teasingly and nipping at his bottom lip.

"Okay, wine it is." Nikola murmured, squirming a little uncomfortably in his trousers before letting Alcuin move away.

Honestly Alcuin simply needed a moment to catch his breath, collect his thoughts. It was all moving rather quickly, and he wasn't sure what he was supposed to do next.

His cheeks were still a little pink as he picked up the dropped towel and cleaned himself off, then made quick work of pulling on trousers. He didn't bother with a shirt, at least.

"I'll... I'll be just back. Why don't you wait in the sitting room?"

"Wait," Nikola murmured, catching Alcuin's hand before he ran away and escaped. Leaning in Nikola pressed a chaste, gentle kiss against Alcuin's lips. Nikola brushed his fingertips against Alcuin's flushed cheeks and smiled at him. "Okay, I'll be waiting. That sounded rather ominous didn't it?"

Nikola smirked as if he entirely meant it, wandering off towards the sitting room and letting Alcuin escape for now.

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