Cold Feet

Chapter 6 - How Do I Turn You On?

If Luke was being perfectly honest with himself, he knew he wanted Lorelai more than anything. To love, cherish, marry, buy a house with, and make a few babies... but as long as she held him at arm's length, he wasn't sure he wanted to give up his random encounters with Dean either. He knew at that point that he should, but didn't feel like he had the strength to.

He realized that with Dean, he was able to take his frustrations with Lorelai out on him, and the kid actually seemed to like it that way. He wondered if Lorelai was really okay with it, or just saying so to please him. Or maybe she did feel something for that Jason guy... Well, really, the one thing he knew for sure was that Lorelai and Dean would both keep coming back to him. Maybe it was best to just wait them out, see what happens.

One thing he did know, if the thing with Dean ever did come out, if even Lorelai found out which guy he'd been fucking. He knew he'd be in a world of shit, with the entire town, not to mention Lorelai and Rory. Dear God, Rory! That idiot, Dean, said he loved Rory. Luke found an entirely new pound of guilt settle on his shoulders when he realized that that girl he'd watched grow up probably still loved Dean. For all he knew, he took a part of Lorelai away from Rory, was he also taking Dean away from her? Well, maybe he'd pound it out of the punk the next time he came around begging for his cock.

He figured Dean knew at that point the Luke had given into him, and that really, Luke lusted after the kid just as much. Luke vowed to be more careful, to lock his apartment door at night, make sure he showered thoroughly before seeing Lorelai. To make sure to clean his sheets often and to not kiss one or the other without brushing his teeth.

Ugh, he grimaced. What the hell am I doing? he asked himself. Thinking about how he's juggle his 18 year old boyfriend and his 36 year old girlfriend? Dear God, he was old enough to be Dean's father, fuck, a girl that was practically his daughter had dated him! Maybe it wasn't such a good idea afterall...

Luke was jarred from his thoughts by a knock on his door apartment door. He hadn't seen Lorelai or Dean in two days, since Lorelai had found out about his 'other man'. He figured the two of them were in hiding from him. He hoped it was Lorelai knocking, ready to come back to him. He wasn't sure what he'd say to Dean at this point.

When he swung the door open he cringed, seeing Dean there, puffed up with his hair slicked back.

"Dean," Luke grunted, but walked towards his kitchen table, leaving the door open.

"Luke," Dean squeaked, his voice cracking from the stress. He cleared his throat before continuing, "Um, is it okay... that I'm here?"

Luke sighed, sat down and rested his elbows on the table before dropping his head into his hands. "I don't know," he told the kid truthfully.

Dean moved shyly towards the table, he grabbed a chair and plopped down into it. "I'm sorry for... um, I noticed you were bleeding after the beach."

"Yeah, uh... Fuck, Lorelai found out," Luke informed him, still resting his head in his hands.

"Lorelai found out??" Dean prompted, "Shit! Does Rory know??"

"What?" Luke asked, started, lifting his head up. "No! She, Lorelai, saw my ass, I didn't tell her about you! Jeez! She just figured out that I had been with another guy!"

"Shit," Dean muttered, not seeming to care. "Did she dump you?"

"What? No, I didn't say that! She was just--fuck Dean, I'm not talking about Lorelai with you."

"Probably a good idea," Dean agreed, dropping his own head. "I used to have a major thing for Lorelai."

"What?" Luke said for the third time that night.

"When I first stated to date Rory, she was kind of a MILF," Dean admitted with a smile.

"Jeez, Dean, if this is going to happen again, we're not talking about Lorelai. At all." As Luke made his point, he looked Dean directly in the eye and banged his finger on the table.

"Okay, okay," Dean said, sounding like a whining adolescent.

"So... what are you doing here tonight?" Luke asked, slightly angrier than he intended.

"Well," Dean began. "I was hoping you'd be free."

"I see..." Luke responded softly. "And what were you planning on doing?"

"Um," Dean whispered, blushing, unable to meet Luke's eyes. "I was hoping you'd uh... fuckmeintheass..."

"Ah," Luke grunted, not sure if he was up for it at the moment.

"You don't... seem very excited," Dean observed.

"Uh, it's been a long day, I guess."

Dean hummed for a second to himself, before he stood up and walked next to Luke. He twisted Luke's chair so that the two were facing, and Dean knelt down before Luke. Dean took a deep breath and grasped Luke's belt, working hard to undo the tight clasp. He noticed Luke stiffening slightly through the material and lowered his head, to put his mouth on Luke's crotch through the stiff material. He breathed deeply, warming it, and could hear Luke let out a small gasp.

Smiling slyly to himself, Dean raised his head again and undid the button on Luke's super tight jeans, wondering how the man got them on in the first place. When he unzipped the fly, Luke's barely stiff cock bulged up. Dean pulled Luke's sweat stuck jeans down his thighs, taking his boxer's with them. Luke obligingly lifted his thighs, still unsure about what he was letting Dean do to him.

When Luke plopped his bare bottom back on the chair, the cold seat made his balls contract and he grunted. Dean took Luke's now half stiff cock into his mouth and sucked hard, pushing his lips together tightly at the base and pulling back. Luke groaned and felt a surge of blood fill him up, finally making him feel the some of the lust that Dean had elicited in him the other day.

Dean, shocking Luke again that evening, took the entire seven inches deep into his throat. Luke marveled for a moment, realizing even Lorelai couldn't do that, and raised his hips to bury himself deeper into the kids mouth.

"You wanted me in your ass?" Luke asked through his teeth, trying to control his breathing.

"Mmmm," came Dean's response, his mouth still clasped tightly on him.

"Your ass or your mouth!" Luke shouted, starting to lose himself.

Dean disengaged from his cock and said ass, before standing and undoing his buckle. Luke took the time to diverge himself of his clothing as well and nodded towards the couch.

"Kneel on the cushion with your ass facing me," he told the kid, stroking himself so he'd stay hard.

Dean moved obligingly towards the couch and kneeled as instructed. Luke, still working at himself, grabbed a bottle of KY Jelly that he's just picked up and applied it liberally to Dean's ass. He cursed when he felt himself softening, so he moved quickly and inserted himself into Dean's ass in one swift stroke.

Dean cried out, this time in pleasure, and grasped his own cock with one hand. Luke started to pump furiously, hoping he'd come before he lost his erection. What the hell was happening? This had never happened to him before, he'd never gone soft on someone! Well, he'd also never fucked a guy regularly before.

"Dammit," Luke grunted, pulling his half limp dick from Dean's ass. "I'm sorry, I can't do this."

"What?" Dean cried, dropping down to the couch.

"I don't know what's wrong, I can't get it up!"

Luke slumped down next to Dean, defeated.

"Shit," Dean said under his breath when he saw Luke's completely flaccid member. "Can I, um, on you?"

"What? Fuck, Dean!" Luke grumbled, standing from the couch to get to his clothes.

"I'm hard as fuck and you just want me to go!" Dean ranted.

"Yes, I do!"

Dean said a few choice swears, before grabbing his clothing and stalking from Luke's apartment.

Luke, half dressed, dropped back to the kitchen table and hung his head in guilt. He wanted very badly to go to Lorelai right then and see, just to see, if he could with her. But he had sworn to himself that he wasn't going be with them both in the same day. So he took a scalding hot shower before heading to bed early.

The next day Luke was walking back from the Post Office when he saw Dean joking around with some other Star's Hollow's guys in the alley behind Doose's market. Luke felt a sudden urge to watch the kid, so he ducked behind a dumpster and listened to their conversation.

"Yeah," Dean said. "I popped her cherry. It was super tight too."

"Then why the fuck did you call it off?" one friend asked.

"She wouldn't fuck me more than like, once a week. I was hard up all the fucking time!"

"Dude, that's lame. Did you pop that Rory Gilmore's cherry too?"

"Yeah, man, right after Lindsay and I broke up. God, she was tight, I'm getting hard just thinking about her little hairy pussy!"

The other guys laughed and walked off. Dean was in his Doosie's market apron, still leaning against the brick wall in the back behind one of the dumpsters. The area was fairly concealed, so Luke approached him quietly.

Luke, blood boiling, was already internally ranting. He was fucking Rory Gilmore? He took her virginity? That little prick!! Luke ignored the stiffening in his crotch and grabbed Dean by the shoulders.

"L-Luke," Dean whispered, as Luke spun him around and pushed him into the wall.

"Did you really fuck Rory Gilmore?" Luke asked quietly, pushing his erection into Dean's ass.

"F-fuck, Luke! Yeah, yeah I did! After you wouldn't talk to me! You were fucking her mom!"

Luke jammed his hips harder into Dean's ass, "And then you came back to me!"

"I wasn't going to, I was going to apologize, I was going to stay with Rory! But you punched me, and I don't know, I got so hard, all I could think was that I wanted you again! Wanted your ass again!"

"Fuck," Luke ground out, reaching to loosen his belt. Dean was only wearing sweatpants that day, so Luke took them down with very little effort. "Fuck," Luke said again. "Why do you always wear tighty whities?"

But before Dean could answer, Luke had them down between Dean's ankles. Luke pulled his own jeans and boxers down and was rubbing his cock against Dean's ass.

"I thought you didn't want me anymore," Dean grasped, grabbing his own stiff cock.

"I thought I didn't either," was all Luke said before he shoved his dick in the kid's ass. He let out a long, "Ahh", letting it sit there, enjoying the tight feel of Dean around his flesh. He began to move in and out, his own hands moving to clasp Deans and hold them against the wall. Dean emitted a whimper when Luke made it so he couldn't fondle himself, so Luke released one of his hands and moved to stroke the boy himself.

"Oh, Luke," Dean whispered, his face pressed up against the brick wall. "Fuck, you're so big, I jerked off last night when I got home, thinking about your big dick. I couldn't get it to go down, after you kicked me out. I jerk off thinking about you all the time..."

Luke grunted and bit Dean's shoulder, feeling his orgasm coming hard and fast. He gripped Dean's cock harder. "Come with me, Dean," he said. Dean grunted and started to come when Luke mentioned his name, and Luke soon lost himself, spurting deep inside Dean's ass.

Luke hastily pulled out, looking behind himself to make sure no one was there, before his bent to pull his pants back up. He slinked out of the alley, without so much as a glance or word towards Dean.

Later that day, Luke was bustling around the diner, relieved that Lorelai had finally come in and was talking to him. There had been a fairly busy lunch rush, but around two pm, there was a lull with only a few customers at the tables, so Luke decided to take the time to do some paperwork upstairs in his apartment.

The moment the curtain whooshed closed behind him, a hand reached around him and clasped him on the mouth. Luke grunted and spun, shoving his would-be attacker against the wall with a thud. The attacker, Dean, grimaced, but smiled when Luke realized who he was. Dean shook Luke's arm's loose from his and planted his lips on him, initiating a forceful kiss.

Dean pulled back first and grasped Luke's head tightly. "Next time," he whispered. "You fuck me, you say thanks!" When Dean finished his words, he grabbed Luke again and kissed him passionately. Luke had been a little taken aback, but returned the kiss with fervor, pulling the kid up the stairs with him.

When they reached the landing and the door to the apartment, Dean pushed Luke into door and reached for Luke's belt. Once Dean had those jeans undone, he reached in and grabbed Luke's stiff cock. Luke grabbed Dean's face and reinitiated their bone crushing kiss, before freeing one hand and stroking Dean through his sweats.

"Inside," Luke urged, trying to take control of the situation.

"No," Dean grunted. "I'm fucking you here on the bench!"

At bench, Dean grabbed Luke and shoved him towards the bench, before wrenching down his pants. Dean lowered himself to his knees and licked Luke's asshole, trying his best to lubricate it before his entrance. He tasted the slight tang of blood, which only spurred him on. He stood once more, free himself from his sweatpants and placed the tip of his cock against Luke's entrance. Agonizingly slowly, Dean pushed himself in, until Luke was practically begging to be abused. When fully sheathed, Dean almost spurted himself when he saw Luke furiously stroke his own cock. Dean paused, for a moment, which was all Luke needed.

Luke pushed back from the bench, jerked his apartment door open, tossed Dean over his shoulder and marched into his apartment. He tossed Dean on his bed, stripped off the rest of his clothing and grabbed the boy's head, shoving his dick in his mouth.

"You're too young to do that," he told Dean, practically shouting. "You come too easily!"

Dean whimpered, but took all of Luke's seven inches full into his throat.

"I want to see you in your man panties," Luke said as he pulled out. He gripped the shirt from Dean's back, tossing it behind him, and ripped off the sweat pants. His cock jerked at the sight of the Hane's before him, and he grabbed Dean's head again, reinserting himself.

"Stroke yourself, through your underwear," Luke ordered, watching Dean lower his shaky hand to his crotch. "Fuck, Dean," Luke grunted. "Fuck, I'm gonna come all over those."

At his last words, Luke took himself out of Dean's mouth and stroked himself, shooting all over Dean's body, coating him from his underwear to his nipples. Luke fell to the bed beside Dean and raised his ass in invitation.

Dean stood, freed his dick from the slit in his breifs, and started to immediately pound himself into Luke. He had been so hard, with Luke in his mouth, and with pleasing Luke, that he didn't think it'd take very long for him to finish. They both took a special thrill in spreading all of Luke's cum all over their bodies as Dean fucked him from behind. Once Dean spurted hot and wet into Luke's ass, he collapsed on the bed beside the man and fought for air.