The Outsiders Stuff :)

Johnny S

Y/n is on top for this one 😩 I hate how people on Wattpad always put the boy on top and the girl on bottom. I also hate how they over infantilize innocent minded people, specifically girls. Like just because someone doesn't catch onto sexual stuff as quickly, doesn't mean they don't know what sex is 😀

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  Johnny felt dirty.

Y/n had let him stay over and sleep in her bed because she trusted him. She didn't have to but she did. And now he does this?
  It was dirty, touching yourself to the thought of your best friend, in their bed. But fuck did he feel good.
  "Mmm." He groaned before biting into her pillow. He was trying to keep himself quiet so he didn't wake her. She looked nearly angelic laying there with silent breaths slipping between her pretty lips and the moonlight filtering through the windows, illuminating her face. She looked peaceful, something Johnny didn't see in her very often. She was his soc best friend and socs never relaxed. She was the only soc he befriended. Ever.

  He never thought it would get this far. Rubbing his dick through his pants while staring at a pretty soc girl was something he never thought would happen.

  "I shouldn't do this..." he whispered to himself. He only rubbed harder.
  His hands slipped up to his belt and undid it to pull his pants down and throw them on the floor next to his shirt that had been discarded after his skin grew hot with the desire to fuck his best friend. The bed sheets cooled his body a bit but didn't stop the desire.

  Johnny grabbed one of the smaller pillows Y/n had under her arms and pressed against her chest.
It smells just like her... Johnny clutched the pillow to himself and bit into it. His hands slipped his boxers lower to reveal his... problem. He trailed his thumb up his shaft and to the tip where precum was pooling out. He smeared it down his shaft and moved his hands up and down.
  The pillow muffled his moans and whimpers of pleasure but helped him focus more and more on his thoughts. Mmm... it smells just like her... he thought again. His thoughts ran wild. He imagined his hand was hers, sliding up and down as he got harder.

Y/n's hand moved up and down as she stared at him curiously. "How does it feel?" She would ask in her soft voice. Her eyes would trail down to look at his dick with fascination and back up to look at the reactions she was eliciting from him. A smile appeared on her lips. She kissed his lips. He kissed back. She pulled away to trail her soft lips down his jaw, to his neck, down his chest, then his stomach, and she went farther and farther until she reached where he needed her mouth the most. Her tongue touched the tip licking the saltiness off of him and her eyes never left his. "Fuck." She took his tip into her mouth. The feeling engulfed Johnny and made butterflies shuffle around in his stomach. He squirmed under the magic her hands and mouth worked.

Johnny's hands moved faster and faster. His moaning became louder and was getting harder and harder to muffle by the pillow. A tight knot formed in the pit of his stomach before it broke, sending hot cum out of him. It splattered onto his hands, her bedsheets, and worst of all, Y/n's nightgown. "Fuck!" Well. He was done for. He was too loud when he finished and he couldn't even hide what he was doing because of the mess he left.
A groan slipped out of Y/n. Her body stirred a bit before her eyes finally opened. Johnny gulped nervously as her eyes made their way to his. "Johnny?" She grumbled quietly as she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. "Why are" she yawned and stretched "you awake?" Johnny shrugged and hid himself underneath her bed sheets in embarrassment.
"What's that on my bed?" He heard her ask. His face grew hot with embarrassment. "And on my nightgown?"

"I'm sorry..." dammit... I've just ruined my friendship with her...
"What are you sorry for?" She pulled the bed sheets off of Johnny and smiled down at his flushed face. "You just spilled something on my bed, I can clean it." Her hand traced over the substance on her nightgown. She touched it and spread it further into her gown. Johnny turned even redder. "Kind of sticky and warm... what is this Johnny?"
Johnny pushed her hands away from her gown.
"Uh..."
She narrowed her eyes. "Did you boil glue or something?"