Mine

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Mine
By Lina19

Wes groaned, leaning against the side of his bed. "Alex, I just don't get it. I'm never going to get it." He ran a hand through his hair. "I hate math."

"No, you just don't get it. Just like I don't get all that artsy crap you do," the teen across from him retorted. "Let's take a break. How about you show me your new sculpture?"

The brunet smiled. "OK," he jumped up. "It's an angel." Wes grabbed his friend's hand. "It's up in the attic. Come on."

Alex let himself be pulled up stairs. "Excited much?" he asked, laughing.

Wes just grinned, "You'll love it." He opened the door to the attic. In the corner there was a five foot statue of a man, stretching like he had just woken up, wings up and back.

Alex stared at the piece, amazed. "Wow, it's beautiful." He walked over to it, running his hands over it. "How long have you been working on it?"

"Few weeks. I wanted to surprise you."

Alex leaned down, and kissed him softly. "You did."

The small brunet threw his arms around his lover's neck, "I want you to pose for another one."

"Me, why?"

"Cause I want to sculpt you. Please?" He pouted, eyes getting big. Alex sighed, and nodded. He'd learned when they first started dating, those eyes were his death. One did not say no to a pouting Wes. The small form in his arms jumped up, kissing him. "We can start today; I've got everything I need here."

"What do you need me to do?" Alex asked, watching his little lover bounce around.

Wes looked him over. "Strip. I'll get the heater going, and grab my sketch book. First, I want to sketch the pose, then you can relax, before posing again."

Alex nodded, and pulled his shirt off. He shivered slightly in the cold, as he started taking his pants off. His lover turned on the heater, grabbing a sketch pad and pencils.

Wes walked over to him. "Hold your hands above your head, like you've just woken up." He stretched, arching his back slightly. "Perfect, hold that pose." He started sketching fervently on his pad, walking around, flipping back and forth between pages.

Ten minuets later, Alex felt his arms starting to hurt from being up in the air too long, and developed an itch on his nose, and Wes was still going at it on the paper. He'd never watched the brunet work before, despite dating him for over a year. It was usually something Wes kept secret.

"Ok, you can rest now. I'm going to starting getting my clay ready." Wes absently tossed him a robe, pulling out his supplies.

Alex pulled it on, and sat in a chair to see what happened next. He watched as Wes first pulled out a small hunk of clay. He started to mold it in to a vague shape before looking at the sketches. Alex frowned slightly, not used to being ignored by the small teen. For the last year, when ever they were together, he was the center of the uke's world. Now, he was in Wes' world, and second to the hunk of clay.

"Alex, I need you to pose again," Wes said softly, pulling him out of his thoughts. "I use the sketch for a basic, then the model for the detail. After this, I'll use an armature, and mold the clay around it before sending it to be fired. I might make a second life size, then use it to make a mold for a bronze," he explained.

Smiling, Alex retook the pose. "I'll take your word on it."

Wes walked over to him. "This is the reason I don't do many human pieces, or go based off my sketches." He blushed hotly. "To truly understand my piece, I need to feel the contours of the subject." As he spoke, Wes ran a hand over the bare chest, eyes closed. Alex bit his lip at the touch.

"You've had other models?" he asked, unable to keep all the jealousy out of his voice.

The brunet blushed. "One. Mikhal from my English class. I did a bust of him." His hands never stopped moving over the body, tracing everything. "It was strange, but erotic."

"Erotic?" Alex asked, jealousy flowing freely now.

Without thinking, Wes nodded. "Yes. He kissed me. First kiss, in fact."

Alex was barely able to hold the pose, his need to make Wes forget the kiss so over powering. He gasped as the hands moved lower on his body.

"I didn't like the kiss. It was wet, and he kept trying to push his tongue in. His hands went all over my body, but it didn't feel nice."

Wes traced over Alex's bottom, and he could feel the breath of his lover, and he kneeled to feel his legs.

"I ended up telling him to leave."

The hands now traced up his front, as Alex grew hard from the feel. Wes brushed over his growing erection lightly, causing his hips to jerk. He felt the hands resting on his chest, and risked a look down.

"Wes?" he asked worriedly, seeing the uke resting against him, panting.

"Alex..." he reached up, and kissed him, thrusting his tongue in the taller teen's mouth. Alex quickly wrapped his arms around him, pulling him close. He could feel the erection straining against Wes' pants, and he grinned. It had been too much for the small brunet as well.

Running his hands down his lover's body, and slowly massaged the round globes. "Strip," Alex commanded.

Eyes wide, Wes pulled away, quickly taking his clothing off. Naked, he stood before Alex, waiting to see what to do next.

Alex stepped close, running his hands over the small teen's body. He proceeded to mimic Wes, tracing his body, until he was trembling with excitement.

Looking around the room, he saw a small bed of blankets near the window. Leaning close, he asked, "Do you have lube?"

Wes nodded, and rushed over to his sculpting supplies. He came back, holding it out.

"Go to the the bed, and prep yourself."

He shivered, and got down on all fours on the bed. Putting some lube on his fingers, Wes reached back, slipping one in. Alex moved over, kneeling on the bed, watching the finger move in and out. Wes slipped in a second finger, moaning deeply. He loved when Alex took full control. He felt a hand on his back, rubbing small circles.

"Add the third one, love." Alex said, taking the lube, and spreading it over his own erection. He watched as the third finger disappeared deep inside. His cock grew harder at the sight. He watched for a moment, before grabbing the hand, and pulling the fingers out.

Alex placed himself at the entrance, leaning over Wes. He licked Wes' ear, pushing himself in fully. The small teen moaned at the feel, shivering as the tongue went over the most sensitive part of his body.

"Like that, lover?" Alex asked, whispering in his ear. Wes nodded, panting. "Want more?"

"Y... yes," he moaned. "Please..."

He gripped the small hips, pulling out slowly, before slamming back in. He started a fast pace for them. Alex kissed up Wes' spine, causing a shiver to pass through his body. He wrapped an arm around his waist, gripping the hard cock, pumping him in time to his own thrusts.

Wes groaned loudly, arms giving out, as he dropped his upper half to the bed. "Al.... Alex...close..."

"Don't cum yet, lover... Not until I say so," Alex growled, nipping at the back of his neck.

"Ye... yes.." Wes stammered, biting his lip.

Alex slowed his pace, fingers loosening on the erection in his hand. He pulled out, until only the tip remained, before slowly pressing back in. Wes shivered at the near emptiness. He moaned as he was once again filled, needing to be filled by Alex.

Knowing they could only last so long at the slow pace, Alex gripped the small hips below him, before slamming himself in. Wes cried out, His precum flowing freely over the hand touching him, and on to the blankets. As his hips moved at a near frantic pace, he leaned close, again licking Wes' ear.

"Cum for me," he whispered.

Screaming, vision going white, the small brunet clenched his body, spraying over the hand that teased him, the blankets, and himself. The feel of Wes' climax, pushed Alex over the edge, and he bit down on the small shoulder, as he filled his lover, till it spilled out.

The two collapsed on the blankets, still joined, bodies covered in sweat and cum. Wes looked back at him, blush on his face.

"I lied, Alex." He gasped for breath, "I've never had a model before. Only you."

Alex pulled himself out and hugged the small body to him. "Then I won't hurt him for touching what's mine." He kissed Wes' nose. "Sleep now, love."

The two soon drifted off to sleep, happy and content.