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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Riptide_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Nick_Ryder/Cody_Allen
  Additional Tags:
      First_Time, Alternate_Universe, Series
  Series:
      Part 1 of Cub_Scout_AU
  Stats:
      Published: 2009-11-27 Words: 3228
****** Scout's Honor ******
by Torra
Summary
     "Goes back a ways. Before that I was Cub Scout Cody Allen, troop 6,
     Venture County." (2x01 "The Orange Grove")
Notes
     I've tagged this underage, but they're BOTH underage. Both characters
     are sixteen and in high school. This is the first in the seires.
     Huge beta and title thanks to go Tinx_R. This whole thing is really
     her and Seraphina_Snape's fault, what with their chats in Tinx's Yap
     And_Cap. Totaly, totaly their fault.
"I can't believe I let you talk me into this." Nick groaned, flopping his arm
across his eyes.
"Come on, it's not that bad. This is the last night, by this time tomorrow,
we'll be home, in our own beds, no more kids, no more crying--"
"No more idiot 13-year-olds trying to sneak in beer."
"Hay, at least we caught them before they drank it." Cody shrugged back into
his sleeping bag.
"Yeah, caught them just in time for them to drink enough to barf on me,
thanks."
Cody winced, "Yeah, well, at least we caught most of them before they drank it.
And a cold bath at night can help you sleep."
"That wasn't a cold bath, Cody, that was a lake." Nick lifted his arm just far
enough off his eyes to glare at him. "And are you saying I need a cold shower?"
Cody smirked, but shook his head, "All I'm saying is, you sounded like you were
having a pretty nice dream up until the kids started acting up."
Nick groaned again, covering his eyes fully once more, "Don't remind me." He
sighed, " I can't believe I let you talk me into this. I hated being a cub
scout when we were ones!"
"Oh it's not that bad. So we spend a couple of nights in the woods comforting
cry babies and putting out flaming marshmallows. You know how fussy my aunt
gets about Cousin Lewie. I had to do this to keep Mom off my back."
"Yah, so why did I have to do this?"
"To keep me off your back." Nick didn't say anything. Cody shrugged, "Look, I
just really didn't wanna do this alone. I owe ya, okay?"
Nick shrugged his arm down and pulled his sleeping bag up. "Yeah, you really
do."
"Come on, I'm sure you can go back to having nice dreams again in no time."
Nick snorted, "Not after that bath. 'Sides, not exactly the kind of dreams I
wanna be having right now, Cody. It's a small tent, ya know?"
Cody gave an awkward laugh, "Never stopped your dreams before. Even when we
were younger and were in the scouts."
Nick rolled over, facing the side of the tent.
Cody sighed and pushed up onto one elbow, "Hay, I'm sorry, I was just teasing."
Nick harrumphed, pulling the sleeping bag higher over his shoulder. "Lay off a
guy, will ya? Not like I can control what my brain does while I'm asleep." He
rolled over long enough to glare at Cody. "And it's not like you haven't woken
up too embarrassed to get outta your bed this trip, either."
Cody shrugged and lay back down, "We're sixteen, Nick. It happens. We've slept
over enough to know each other well enough to know it's nothing personal."
Nick sighed and rolled back onto his back. "You know, most guys probably don't
know that about each other." He pointed out.
Cody frowned. "What's that supposed to mean?"
Nick shrugged again and fiddled with a loose thread along the zipper. "I mean,
most guys probably don't know that about each other, man. From sleepovers I did
as a kid, not to mention these scouting trips we went on...seems to me, most
guys just...ignore each other."
"So? We've always been close. We're best friends." Cody pointed out, logically.
Nick fiddled with the thread some more. "So maybe we're not so normal."
Cody frowned and pushed up on one elbow, "What's that supposed to mean?"
"Nothing, just forget I said it." Nick rolled back over onto his side facing
away from his friend.
"No, Nick, what did you mean by that?"
"I said forget it."
"Nick..." Cody reached over and tugged on Nick's shoulder, pulling him onto his
back. "What did you mean, we're not normal?"
"Okay, so maybe I'm not normal, okay? Just drop it, will ya, Cody?"
Nick tried to shrug off his hand, but Cody shook his head and held his grip
firm. "No, what did you mean by that? So we're close, so what?"
"So maybe I'm not like the other kids who are close to you, okay?" Nick
snapped, "Maybe I think different thoughts and maybe I'm not normal. Can you
drop it now?" He glared
Cody's hand squeezed on his shoulder, "Come on, man, what's that supposed to
mean, huh? Yeah, we're close, we always have been, but we've always been honest
with each other. We never keep secrets."
Nick found the thread again and started to fiddle once more. "You didn't. Hell,
I don't tell you half of what I think."
Cody's hand froze on Nick's shoulder, fingers involuntarily going a little too
tight. "Meaning what? That I'm not your friend anymore?" His voice was cold,
hurt.
Nick pushed the blanket away and sighed, rolling over to face Cody. "I didn't
mean it like that. Just...you don't have any reason to lie to me. Me...I
sometimes...think things that I probably shouldn't, and it's really better for
everyone if I just shut up now, okay? Drop it and go to sleep, will you?"
Cody frowned. "Thoughts like what, Nick?"
Nick shrugged off Cody's hand and returned to his back, staring up at the
ceiling of their small, two man tent. "Thoughts. Sometimes maybe bad thoughts.
Thoughts I shouldn't be having."
Cody tried to smile, "Like the kind of thoughts all guys our age think?"
Nick couldn't look at him.
"Nick?" Cody wanted to reach out again, wanted to touch his friend, like they
always did, but for the first time in a long time, he didn't think Nick would
welcome it. "Come on, man, what kind of thoughts?"
"Bad thoughts, okay?" Nick snapped. "Not ones you wanna know about." Nick
pushed himself to sit upright, wrapping his arms around his knees. "Look, can
we just drop this? I'm tired, I haven't slept in days, every time I fall
asleep, one of those kids out there has another nightmare, I'm exhausted, and
we gotta go back to school on Monday and I'm gonna be swamped with tests. So
can we just drop this now? Forget I said anything and go to sleep?"
Cody shook his head and sat up, too. "No, Nick, we can't. You've been lying to
me? About what?"
Nick threw his hands into the air, "About nothing important. Just let it go."
Cody's hand reached out to Nick's shoulder again, squeezing hard. "No, man,
like what??"
"Damnit, Cody!" Nick ran his hands though his hair, frustrated. "For the sake
of our friendship, man, let it go."
Cody used both hands on Nick's shoulders to twist him until they were facing
each other, their legs still trapped in their sleeping bags. "Like what, Nick?"
"Like this!"
Nick grabbed Cody's face, pulling him in. The kiss was rough at first, harsh,
but half a breath later, and Nick couldn't help but soften it. As soon as he
felt the soft lips that had been taunting him for years, he wanted nothing more
then to melt into them.
After a few, terrifying heartbeats, finally Cody melted right back, his arms
sliding around to cup Nick's shoulders and pull him closer. As soon as he had
his hands around Nick's strong back, he couldn't stop the gasp, and Nick took
the chance to dive deeper. Cody groaned in response, kissing back just as
passionately.
Someone walked past their tent, and they both froze, parting just enough to
gasp out harsh, panicky breaths, arms still grasping at each other, fingers
tangled in hair and clothing.
The footsteps passed without even pausing near them, and Cody managed a shaky
laugh, dropping his forehead to rest against Nick's. Nick wanted to ask him why
he was laughing, but they were too close, and he found himself going in for
another kiss without even thinking about it.
Cody groaned again, trying to keep it quiet, muffling it into Nick. He slid his
left arm more fully around Nick's shoulders, letting his right drop down to
Nick's waist, resting just above his loose pajama bottoms. Nick groaned in
response, and dropped both his hands down from Cody's face to burrow in at
Cody's sides, digging beneath his pajamas to get as soft, hot skin.
Cody couldn't stay up right any more, letting himself fall back into his bed,
pulling Nick down on top of him, dragging him half out of his sleeping bag. As
soon as Cody's back hit the padding, Nick's hips came down on top of his. Even
though the double layers of both sleeping bags and clothes, Cody found himself
thrusting up against the pressure he could feel there and the new hardness of
his best friend. Nick pulled away from the kiss to nip downwards, sucking hotly
against Cody's neck. Cody couldn't do anything but gasp for breath, his left
arm going upwards again to tangle in Nick's dark hair, holding him close,
pulling his mouth closer to his skin.
"God, Nick." His voice was rough, horse.
Nick immediately bounced up again to steal another kiss. "Quiet!" He hissed,
and Cody groaned again. He hadn't realized how loudly he'd spoken until Nick
was kissing him into soft moans again.
"Nick," His voice broke on the word.
"Yeah, yeah, I know." More kisses while Nick's hands slid more firmly around
his back, pushing his sleeping bag further open. "God, please, Cody, tell me
you want this. Tell me this isn't another fucking dream and some kids is gonna
start screaming or puking or--"
Cody grabbed his face and pulled him into a few more deep kisses before letting
go to push Nick's sleeping bag away, rolling them both back onto Nick's bed. As
soon as their hips met without the thick padding of the bedding, neither one
could stop the groans. They bit at each other's lips, trying to quiet each
other, not wanting to stop kissing long enough to speak. Neither one wanting to
risk this stopping. But Cody wanted more. Now that he knew he could have it, he
wanted everything.
"Tell me this is what you meant, Nick. Please." He drifted down to suck and
bite at Nick's neck. "Please, tell me this is what you meant by--"
Nick's hands started pushing Cody up, pulling his shirt up, pulling it off
without bothering to unbutton it. Cody had to sit up to get it over his head,
throwing it across the tent, his knees sliding apart, bringing him up to
straddle Nick's hips. Nick's hands convulsed against his chest when he did it.
Cody couldn't help but groan and rock down harder. "Tell me this is what you
meant!" He hissed, rocking his hips together.
One of Nick's hands found his nipple, pinching once, hard, while the other hand
reached up to pull him back into a kiss, hips going up into him. Cody breathed
hard into the kiss, hips thrusting back just as firmly.
"God, Cody, been thinking about this for three fucking years. You have no
idea." Nick's hand slid into the back of Cody's pants, cupping him though his
underwear before sliding up enough to go beneath that as well. Cody bit hard at
Nick's shoulder, harder then he meant to, causing Nick to yelp. Cody hushed him
with more kisses before pulling up enough to pluck frustratedly at the buttons
closing Nick's shirt tight.
Cody worked hard at the buttons, wanting them open, wanting them off, but it
was hard to make his fingers work with both of Nick's hands now against his
ass, pulling him in to thrust against the hard lengths of both their cocks. He
only made it though half of them before giving up and just ripping the sides
apart. "God, I can't think when you do that." He groaned, coming down to kiss
and suck at Nick's suddenly barred chest.
"You can't think? God, Cody, do you know how long I've jerked off to the
thought of--" He cut off as Cody found his nipple and sucked at it. One of
Nick's hands came up out of his pants to tangle into his hair, pulling him
roughly in closer, unable to stop or be gentle.
Cody pushed up, needing to kiss, needing to keep kissing Nick. "Tell me." He
finally gasped out. "Tell me, Nick."
Nick groaned hard, his hands going back to push at Cody's pants, "Cody, every
night. Every morning before school, every day in the shower!" It was a good
thing their voices were so horse and rough already, because it didn't sound
like Nick had any control over his volume, and Cody knew he wasn't much better.
It was a miracle they were being as quiet as they were, considering how many
people were around them and how thin the cloth of their tent was. That just
made him groan again and sit up, rocking hard against Nick's cock and the cloth
still between them.
Nick's hands came up to cup Cody's chest, fingering his pecks and his nipples
as he thrust. "God, Cody, nothing can make me come as hard or as fast as
thinking about you while I jerk off. Every day." A hand reached up to twist
back into his hair, pulling him down again into more kisses. "Thought I'd go
insane. Thought you'd hate me if you knew."
Cody couldn't stop the laugh from bubbling up. "Not if you knew half the dreams
I've had. God, Nick, the way you look, your voice. When we go swimming and I
want to just pull you down on top of me." Cody couldn't wait any longer. He
slid his left arm up to brace next to Cody's shoulders, and rolled onto his
hip, sliding his right hand down and into Nick's pants.
The moment Cody's hand touched Nick's skin, he found himself thrusting hard
against his hip in return. The feel of that heat, the strength, the hardness.
Nick thrust into his hand wildly before finally getting it together enough to
do the same, sliding his own hand in to cup Cody's dick in return.
They lost control after that. It was too much, too hot, and they'd wanted it
for so long. Nick's hand was just this side of too tight, and Cody couldn't
keep a rhythm. Rhythem was important, he knew that much, and he wanted this to
be good for Nick. He needed to be good enough for him. "What do you like?" He
gasped out against Nick's lips, "Tell me--what--"
Nick rolled them both over, pushing their remaining clothing down far enough to
bare skin and everything suddenly got even better. Cody's mind blanked out as
the shockwaves of pleasure shot though his body. All he knew was heat and skin
and tongue and Nick. He could feel Nick's hands on his hips, Nick kissing at
every bit of skin he could reach, and Cody knew he was doing the same, but he
couldn't focus on anything but the feeling of their thrusts, the feel of Nick's
dick against his own. He felt his hands reach around, gripping hard into Nick's
ass, pulling him in time with his thrusts.
"Everyday." Nick groaned against him, "Every day, Cody, every night. I can't
make it though the night without thinking about you and wanting this."
Cody buried his jaw into Nick's neck where it met the shoulder and bit hard.
He wasn't sure which of them came first, all he knew was thrusting and heat,
and then wet and slick between them, and then they were both gone.
They drifted down together, still thrusting, still kissing and biting softly at
skin. Cody couldn't keep his hips from making jagged little thrusts against
Nick, even as they both came down from the high. He fuzzed out for awhile, just
letting the bliss carry him, letting his every inch of skin bask against
Nick's.
They both finally came back to themselves, still kissing lazily, still pressing
every inch of themselves together greedily. Finally Cody couldn't help but
giggle helplessly against Nick's shoulder.
"What?" Nick was exhausted, but used his leverage on top of Cody to push
himself upwards, staring down at his friend, baffled, "What? What's funny? Oh
god, please tell me this wasn't some kind of joke and you--"
Cody pulled him down into another kiss, shaking his head though it, "You call
these bad thoughts?" He giggled. "Because I gotta tell you, Nick, I think all
we need is a little more practice before we're really terrible."
Nick lost it, just dropped his head and chuffed softly into Cody's shoulder.
They both drifted in easy laughter and touching for awhile, Nick still draped
across Cody, both of them still branched out across both of their beds, half
dressed, with Cody running his finger's though Nick's hair. He finally had to
shake his head, "We gotta get some sleep. Those kids are gonna be awake anytime
now, and we're gonna be useless if we don't at least get a few hours."
Nick buried his face a little deeper and groaned, "How can you even think of
sleep after this?"
Cody yawned widely, "How can you even think of staying awake? I can barely keep
my eyes open." He yawned again. "Doesn't that make you tired at night?"
Nick shrugged and let himself slide to the side, slinging a leg over Cody's
hips to keep him in place, coming to rest against Cody's shoulder, "I don't
know, sometimes. Sometimes it just wakes me up, too." He let his hands drift
across Cody's chest. "Like when I wake up hard after a dream about doing
something like this to you," he tweaked a nipple, "I dream about this a lot."
Cody kissed a smile into Nick's hair. "Bad thoughts, huh?"
Nick laughed, "You have no idea, man."
Cody drifted his hand across Nick's ass and gave it another squeeze, "Oh, I
think I have some idea. Just none we can do at three o'clock in the morning in
a tent surrounded by thirty kids."
Nick groaned again, "Man, don't remind me. I can't believe we just did that.
Here."
Cody shrugged, "We could always do it somewhere else, next time."
Nick froze against him and Cody immediately wanted to kick himself. "I mean, if
you wanted to. We don't have to, but I kinda thought...maybe..." He trailed
off.
Nick pushed himself up, bracing both hands to either side of Cody's shoulders
and looked down at him, searching his eyes. Cody was afraid to look away,
afraid to blink. Finally a smile broke out across Nick's face as he found
whatever it was he was looking for. He lowered himself to lay across Cody's
body again, their hips lining up with small, easy thrusts that had them both
smiling.
"My parents are out of town on Friday night. I was gonna see if you wanted to
maybe go to the movies or something." Nick leaned forward to kiss Cody softly,
gently. "We could have the whole place to ourselves. All night." More kisses
trailed against Cody's cheek to his ear. "In a real bed." he finished.
Cody laughed softly and rolled them both until he was on top, resting fully on
Nick's bed, and trust down hard. "Who needs sleep?"
Nick laughed back and let his hands trail down Cody's back. "Who wants to wait
'til Friday?"
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