It was the day after our surfing excursion and I was currently at work in the fried dough stand. It was mid-afternoon on a Saturday so we were extremely busy. Myself, Mike, and Vic were all there busting through a huge rush. Vic was doing all the cooking, Mike was adding the toppings and handing them to customers, and I was taking the orders as well as making ice cream cones. We had a pretty good system going. I had vastly improved in these last two weeks, and didn't fall once since the strawberry ice cream incident.

As the end of the line came into view I took a moment to glance over at Vic. He was moving at record speed, stretching the dough, dropping it into the bubbling oil, kneading more dough while it cooked, then slapping multiples onto paper plates for Mike.

His eyebrows were furrowed in concentration as he worked, his mouth pressed into a thin line as he wiped his forehead with the back of his hand. I silently thanked Mr. Fuentes for forcing Vic to wear the full uniform today. Usually whenever we worked together he would only wear the white button down shirt and the red bowtie. But today his dad noticed and scolded him, handing Vic a pair of red suspenders and the paper hat. I couldn't stop sneaking glances at him.

Vic looked downright adorable in his uniform. His muscular arms could be seen through the tight sleeves of his white shirt, it hugged his toned body. How he could look sultry and hot in this ridiculous get-up was beyond me. I was wearing the exact same outfit and I looked like a total nerd. But seeing Vic in those suspenders made me want to grab them, using them to pull him up against me aggressively.

"Kellin! The ice cream is overflowing!" Vic's voice yelled over the commotion, pulling me out of my thoughts.

I snapped my eyes down at the cone in my hand that was now covered in black raspberry ice cream. I immediately hit the off button on the machine and tossed the soggy mess into the trash. My eyes locked with Vic's and I couldn't help but blush. I licked the ice cream from my hand and pulled a new cone from the slot, holding it up to the spout, refilling the cone.

"What were you thinking about over there?"

"Uh nothing. I zoned out." I smiled sheepishly to myself, not daring to meet Vic's gaze. I had only known him for a short time but he could already see right through me. I knew that if he had seen the look on my face then he'd know I was lying.

My mind kept drifting back to yesterday's events at the beach. It was obvious that there was sexual tension between the two of us. We both had our moments of flirting, followed by Vic being an absolute dreamboat with his stunt on the sand. I knew that we both wanted to explore that side of this relationship and for the first time in my life, I felt like I was going to be the one to initiate it.

This was uncharted territory for Vic and I knew he wanted to keep our relationship under-wraps until he was ready to tell his friends and family. His shyness during our first kiss was incredibly endearing, yet his boldness in his bedroom was intoxicating. Vic was unpredictable and I wanted more. After Vic's surfing lesson we went to a food truck, he bought me nachos and a blue raspberry slushie. We shared a blanket on the sand for the rest of the day, stopping our sunbathing to build sandcastles, per my request. I remembered how Vic found a bunch of tiny shells and made two people out of them. He stuck them into the sand in the middle of the "yard" we built in the front of our castle.

"It's you and me." He said, gesturing towards the shell people.

I caught myself trailing off again, daydreaming about yesterday. I quickly remade the black raspberry cone and walked back over to the counter, handing it to the waiting customer. They were the last family in line and we all exhaled in relief at the same time. I took out a bottle of cleaning spray and a rag to start wiping down the front counter, reorganizing my station for the next rush.

I turned around and saw Mike reaching for the screen to close the stand as he slapped a sign on the front. It was time for our thirty minute break and my stomach grumbled, almost as if it knew it was time to eat. But I was feeling confident and quickly pushed the hungered thoughts as my eyes flicked to Vic.

"I'm going down to the pizza stand for a slice. Do you guys want to come?" Mike gestured to Vic and I.

"Pizza sounds incredible." Vic answered.

"No, I have to show Vic something first." I answered at the same time as he did. Vic shot me a confused look as he turned his head to the side.

"We'll catch up!" I said again.

Mike narrowed his eyes as he looked from me to Vic, "You two are weird." He shrugged and gave us a wave before slipping out of the back door.

"What's going on Kells? I'm starving." Vic pouted, crossing his arms over his chest.

"I wanted to get rid of Mike." I shrugged, looking at Vic who had flour all over the front of his shirt and up his arms.

"Mhm and why's that?"

I walked closer to Vic until there was only a small space in between us. Vic's expression changed as he looked me up and down. Even though my hands were shaking I took hold of both of his suspenders, pulling at them teasingly. Vic's eyes darted to my hands then back up to my eyes, his had now darkened.

"I wanted to do this." I whispered and pulled him against me by his suspenders.

I immediately connected our lips and pressed against him forcefully. I loved the way his lips felt against mine. They were always warm and he moved them against mine rhythmically. Vic was quick to respond as he grabbed my hips and lifted me up, setting me on the metal table where the fried dough was made. I gasped at his sudden motions as he positioned himself in between my legs and pulled back for a moment. I reconnected my hands onto his suspenders and kept tugging at them, our eyes locked on each other.

"I can honestly say I didn't expect that." Vic murmured huskily.

"Seeing you in that uniform...it was on another level."

"And what level is that?"

"Irresistibly sexy."

"That's good to know because seeing you in that uniform does the exact same thing to me." Vic suddenly pressed his lips against my throat lightly, moving his mouth down my neck.

"Oh...um...is that so?" I asked breathlessly.

"Mhm. Why do you think I was such an asshole to you that first day when you dropped all of that flour?" Vic's voice hummed against my neck, sending goosebumps to form on my skin.

I giggled a little at the memory, "Oh yeah. Now I remember. You acted like a jerk but then you pulled that weird stunt when you wiped the flour from my cheek."

"Yeah that's because I wanted to throw you up on this table and have my way with you. But I was terrified of those feelings so I turned into an asshole instead. I'm really sorry about that by the way."

"Shhh you've apologized like a thousand times. Plus, I want you to have your way now." I whispered.

Vic pulled back from the crook of my neck and brushed his fingers along my cheek, his gaze softening but his mouth still had a smirk.

"I'm still terrified you know." Vic whispered, looking away from me.

"We can take it as slow as you want. Seriously. I'm usually never this bold." I blushed.

"I like it though." Vic grinned as he gripped my hips, pushing me back further on the metal table. Because I still had a hold on his suspenders, I pulled him back with me until he was forced to climb up onto the table too.

I leaned back, pulling Vic on top of me as we now were laying down completely. I wrapped my leg around his torso and he immediately gripped my thigh, shimmying closer to me. Our lips reconnected and Vic kissed me more passionately than before, his teeth grazing against my bottom lip as he nipped at it. I tangled my hands in his hair, keeping one hand at the base of his neck, not daring to let him move away.

I opened my mouth and let his tongue slip against mine. It was effortless for me to melt against his lips, letting him take over as I turned into a submissive mess underneath him. Vic's hand continued to grip my thigh but he was now rubbing it up and down slowly. Agonizingly slow. An idea crossed my mind so I went for it.

I sat up suddenly, catching Vic off guard and grabbed his hips. His eyes danced across mine as I grinned, flipping us over so that I was now straddling him. I had my palms pressed against the table on each side of his head, looking down at him with a devilish grin. Vic grabbed my hips once again, making his way underneath the white material of my button up as his fingers brushed against my skin.

I reconnected our lips and we kissed each other aggressively. I suddenly dropped my hips and slowly started moving against Vic's crotch. I heard him let out an extremely quiet, breathy groan, so quiet I almost missed it. I smirked against his lips. I was pretty sure that this was Vic's first..sexual encounter with a guy and I wanted to show him just how good it was.

Vic's grip on my hips tightened as I continued to grind slowly against him. I could feel him becoming hard which only caused me to do the same. Vic pulled at my bottom lip, breaking the kiss for a moment to mutter against my ear.

"God Kells. G-go faster."

I smiled to myself and started kissing him again, not answering his request. I was enjoying the effect I had on him, continuing to grind against him at the same speed. My hand slid down his chest, making its way to his waist where I moved it just below his waistband for a moment. Vic pulled back from my lips and flicked his gaze to my hand, waiting for me to put it there. I smirked and moved my hand back up, pressing it next to his head. Vic stared at me with his lips parted open, his eyes darkened even more than they already were.

"Mhm okay. I see how it is." He grunted as one of his hands moved from my hips to my butt. Vic grabbed it, causing me to let out a gasp.

Suddenly, Vic thrust his hips upwards, grinding them against my own. This unexpected movement caused me to lose my balance and I fell against Vic. I buried my head in his neck, moaning louder now as he continued to thrust his hips upwards, causing so much friction between us.

I pulled my head up and kissed him again, immediately shoving my tongue in his mouth. Vic kept his hands on my waist, moving mine in sync with his thrusts. I decided to roll my hips as rubbed against me. There was no doubt in my mind that he could feel just how hard I was. Vic finally let out a moan against my lips and I grinned in success. Vic's moan was the hottest thing I had ever heard in my entire life. It was low and raspy as it came from the back of his throat.

I pulled back from the kiss and just stared into his eyes, panting. He looked back at me in awe as we both continued to move our hips against one anothers. Vic sat up just a bit, causing his hips to hit mine from a different angle and I bit down on my lip hard, trying to hide a loud moan that was escaping.

Vic grinned at my response, removing one of his hands from my waist as he ran his fingers through my hair. Our lips were almost about to reconnect when the door to the stand swung open.

"Holy shit!"

I panicked, scrambling off Vic as I whipped my head around to see a very surprised looking Mike. How could I be so stupid? I didn't even realize how long it had been and I should've locked the door. I looked at Vic who was now off the metal table, standing against a wall. He looked like a deer in headlights.

"Mike" I started but was interrupted.

"I knew it!" Mike exclaimed as he took a bite of his pizza, smiling.

"Wait, what?" Vic finally spoke, stepping forward.

Mike walked over and gave Vic a pat on the back, "I knew you were into Kellin. I'm glad to see you finally made a move."

"Actually, he made the move a couple of days ago. At the carnival." I chimed in sheepishly.

Mike's eyes widened, "Dude! You the man!"

"Wait wait wait. Mike, you knew I was gay? How?" Vic questioned.

Mike shrugged, "I don't know. I just kinda...knew. Maybe around freshman year of high school."

Vic stared at his brother with a completely dumbfounded look on his face. He furrowed his eyebrows, "How did you know I was gay before I did?"

Mike stepped towards Vic and flung his arms around his shoulders. I couldn't help but smile at them. Even though Mike was the younger brother, he towered over Vic as he hugged him.

"I don't know, I used my super brother psychic powers. Anyways, I am so proud of you Vic." Mike gushed.

Vic slowly picked up his arms that were previously hung at his sides, and wrapped them around Mike.

"Thanks little bro." Vic said softly.

They stepped away from each other for a moment before Mike grabbed my hand suddenly, pulling me towards them, "Get in here Kellin! Group hug!"

I laughed, wrapping my arms around both Vic and Mike in a big hug. When we stepped back I noticed that Vic was still looking confused.

"Okay wait, back up. How did you know I liked Kellin? I thought I was pretty discreet."

Mike burst out laughing, "Vic, first of all. You haven't been very discreet at all. But the first moment I knew you liked Kellin was at Jaime's birthday."

My attention swiveled to Mike as my curiosity perked up, "Oh yeah? Do tell." I grinned, flicking my eyes towards Vic whose face was as red as a tomato.

"Mike! No need to go into details!" Vic exclaimed, reaching up to try and clamp his hand over Mike's mouth.

"Hey, I want to hear! Let the man speak!" I swatted Vic's hand away.

Mike cleared his throat, "Okay so first of all, I saw how pissed off and jealous Vic got when you were talking to Alex. He was glaring at him from across the pool." Mike's eyes shot to Vic as he grinned, Vic however was fuming.

"Oh my god, you were jealous of that?" I teased, nudging Vic playfully.

Vic didn't have time to respond because Mike started back up again, "THEN he completely rigged the chicken fight pairings so you and him were partners."

I couldn't help but smile, "Is that true, Vic?

Vic's cheeks flared up as he turned towards me, shoving his hands in his pockets, "Yes...but I couldn't help it! I didn't want Alex swooping in and snatching you away."

"Alex could never have snatched me away. I was into your dumbass from day one." I rolled my eyes playfully. Vic's face finally broke out into a grin at my admission.

"Does this mean I'm going to hear you two fucking whenever Kellin comes over?" Mike interjected. Vic's face immediately turned a bright red again.

"What?! Oh my god Mike." Vic ran his hand across his face, looking embarrassed.

I giggled, "Not necessarily. But um....we kinda are...um...." I glanced over at Vic who now had stepped next to me, grabbing my hand in his.

"Boyfriends. We're boyfriends. I um...asked him the night we all hung out in the basement." Vic finished for me.

"The guys are going to be so excited to hear this! We all knew something was going on, but it was like an unspoken thing." Mike jumped up and down in happiness as he fired off a few texts on his phone.

"Alright, I just texted the crew. They're all coming over after our shift. I told them we had delicious news." Mike beamed, leaning over to give Vic a high five before he went to reopen the stand.

I took the opportunity to whisper in Vic's ear, turning his face so I could look at him, "Are you okay? I'm so sorry that happened, I knew you wanted to keep it a secret for longer."

Vic nodded and brushed his fingertips along my cheek, "Kells...I've never been better. It was awkward having my little brother walk in on that but, it was honestly better that it happened this way. It didn't give me any time to be afraid." Vic started to walk back over to the metal table where we had just...to start making the fried dough again.

He turned his head over his shoulder to look at me, "By the way, you have a couple of handprints on your butt."

I quickly twisted my torso so I could look behind me, seeing Vic's handprints all over my black pants. I'd definitely need to change before going over to Vic's house.

Author's Note (pleaseeee vote)

I'm sorry this took so long to be published, I hope it was worth the wait!

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-Cassidy