The Janitors Closet - One Shot (BoyxBoy)

WARNING! BoyxBoy is present. You have been warned!

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First Posted: January 27th 2013

Edited: August 4th 2014

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Rushing down the corridor clutching my toilet pass, I realise I am indeed late. Glancing up ahead I see my destination, the janitor's closet located in the library wing, coming into my sight. Such a genius location I had thought when I first found the place, I mean who would want to use a dingy old janitor's closet as a place to meet in secret? Other than me of course...

As I clasp the handle of the large grey door, I try to stop my hands from trembling, after all what is there to be afraid of? I have been doing this same particular 'thing' for the past two years; and I still haven't been caught yet.

When I say 'thing' I mean receiving a text from Henry to do the following.

Henry:meet @ usual.

Vague, I know. This typically means to meet my - so far in the closet he is exploring Narnia - boyfriend in the cramped, dark, and grimy janitors closet. He has yet to come out into this wonderful world of unicorns spitting rainbows with pride due to his somewhat homophobic family. If it were somehow to get out that he was in fact gay and had been dating a fairy like me for the past two years, well let's just say it wouldn't be pretty. This is one the main reason why we have a couple of secret meeting spots, my old tree house being one of them.

Checking over my shoulder one last time to make sure no one is watching I open the door a crack, wincing as it squeals on its hinges, echoing loudly in the silence of the corridor. I quickly slip in and lock it behind me. Turning around I am meet with nothing but darkness.

"Your late" a deep voice growls. The light flickers on, towering over me is Henry. "You're a bad boy, Tristan," he snarls, "assume the position."

Gulping, my trousers start to tighten at the meaning behind his words. "I-I'm So-rry" I stutter, "I-I lost track o-of time."

"Oh, I'm not good enough for you know, no?" his deep voice rumbles out. "I said Assume. The. Position." He growls out so menacingly I immediately comply.

Bracing my hands on the second from lowest shelf in the closet I face down so my arse is in the air, vulnerable in this position I await my coming punishment.

"Now, we will have one spank for every minute you were late. As I recall you were exactly 6 minutes late Tristan, meaning you will receive 6 spanks. I want to hear you count them out. Are we clear?" Henry grunts, whilst slamming his rather large... - stop the dirty thoughts Tristan, I mentally groan to myself - hand on the wall over my head making me jump on the impact.

"Yes" I whimper. Relishing the feeling of his commanding voice, my prick starts to twitch in my tight jeans. Before I can even squeak out a protest Henry already managed to pull both my pants and briefs past my thighs to pool around my ankles. I breathe a sigh of relief as my hardening member springs free of the tight confines. My skin prickles as I feel him gently squeezing my arse cheeks, caressing them.

SMACK!

"One," I cry, trying to muffle my voice a little; After all we are still at school.

SMACK!

"Two," I try to keep my voice steady as the pain continues to throb on just my left arse cheek.

SMACK!

"Three," I say still trying to keep the waver out of my voice. Heat now begins to pool at my right arse cheek as well.

SMACK! SMACK!

"Four... Five" I hold in a curse as he repeats the action on my right arse cheek and then moves to the crack in-between both cheeks. Member now standing fully erect I fight the urge to pleasure myself knowing it will only get me into more trouble.

I hear a slight popping sound and glance round to see Henry sliding two fingers out of his mouth. I groan at the sight as a tingling sensation starts in my gut. "You've been so bad keeping me waiting Tristan with no one to take car of my needs."

He gently trails his fingers down my crack to the rim of my hole circling around it again and again. I buck my hips backwards trying to increase the pleasure.

"Uh, Uh, Uh. Not so fast, you horny boy," he grunts removing his teasing digits. I hear him slide the belt out the hooks on his trousers.

SNAP!

"SIX!" I yell out, as he whips me across both cheeks, giving up all hope of staying quiet.

"Mmm, So sexy the noises you make," he breathes in my ear as he reaches round with one hand and grabs my already weeping dick.

Slowly at first he slides the tips of his fingers up and down my prick teasing the head. He then scrapes his bitten down nails along the sides making me want to beg for release, but I know I need to hold on a little longer. He can make me cum just by his deep voice growling my name; I need to control myself. Although I cant help but still let a moan escape.

"Oh, you like that do you?" he questions me repeating the action whilst picking up the pace and roughly caressing my burning arset. What feels like only seconds later I feel myself once again nearly reaching my peak.

Through my moans I manage to whimper out, "He-Henry I-I'm gonna c-cum."

"Not so fast, little one", he crows and gently squeezes the base of my dick stopping all movement of his digits.

"Hen-Henry", I sob as he doesn't grant me the release I so desperately need. I try to reach down to pleasure myself, but Henry stops me. I was no longer bothered about the trouble I would get in; I just needed to cum so bad.

"As hot as that would be to watch, Tristan, you need to be reminded that you don't keep me waiting. Put your clothes back on."

"Henry P-Please" I whimper, way too far into my haze of arousal to stop and think how un-manly I am acting.

"No. You will be staying like this for the rest of the day." Henry grunts gesturing towards my rather erect cock. "You will not pleasure yourself and you will be waiting for me at our tree house on time tonight, or else there will be serious trouble. Are we clear?" I nod my head quickly whilst squirming, trying to stifle the urge to rub one out.

"Now I'm going to go sort myself out" he says as he points towards the rather large bulge in his pants. My mouth waters and my dick weeps at the thought of what he is about to go and do.   "Remember what I said darling," he drawls with a slight smirk as he smacks my arse, in another silent reminder of what will happen should I not comply.

As I button up my trousers Henry slips out the door purposely grabbing my dick as he leaves, making me whimper again. Staring down at my boner I wonder how on earth I am going to hide it so I can go to class. Thoughts of tonight raced through my mind, definitely not helping my little, ahem, situation. I sigh, realising I am going to have to wait it out. I shuffle over to the corner and huddle down trying to think of thoughts that don't involve what will be taking place later.

Dead puppies, old ladies, my history teacher who hasn't bathed in weeks...Ugh I groan, slamming my head on the wall behind me, why isn't anything working? Ahh I know... boobies.

Ewww, that definitely helps.

I smile to myself.

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Hi everyone!

Well, here it is, my second one shot!

I hope you all enjoyed it!

As i have said before constructive criticism is more than welcome, just don't be too harsh, after all i do have feelings! (;

Thank you for reading and vote/comment if you liked it!

Love Mad.