- Larry X Travis - {Smut}

Shiiit.

- Travis' POV -

I walk down the street, my eye stinging red. Today my dad was angry because my mom snuck out to go somewhere and he took it out on me.. I saw a car pass by with a SF and Misfits sticker on the bumper, it was blasting what seemed to be Sanity's Fall? I assumed it was that dickhead Larry from school since I saw all of that on the car and I looked at the steering wheel to see a veiny hand with black painted nails and rings on his index finger and pinkie. I wonder why it was only those fingers he ever had rings on.. I've noticed since he usually would flip me off a lot behind my back, he thinks I don't notice, Heh. Wait, Why am I talking about him? I'm not a faggot. He's the faggot for wearing that nail polish! Ugh. I snap back to reality and look around. I check my watch, it's almost 7:30. I'm just a few steps away from school and I enter. I hear everybody get slightly more quiet as I walk through the doors. Even if I'm only 5'7, people are still terrified of me. I'm labeled as the bully at Nockfell of course. During class I'd usually give Sal and them rude glares when deep inside I never actually meant them. I sometimes would draw larry and put hearts around him. I know, it's a sin to be gay! I've tried to stop thinking about him but I can't. His hair is beautiful, long for a male's hair and his face is so lazy and weirdly pretty. He's attractive in every way, I just.. Shit! Fag thoughts. I walk down the hallways and fix my hair a bit, by that I mean make it even more messy. And then, what a coincidence, as my eyes were closed and I messed with my hair, I bump into the Faggots.

- Larry's POV -

As Sal, Todd, Ash and I were standing around and talking near the lockers I feel somebody bump into me . They were definitely smaller than me, so I turn my head and see a boy with messy blond hair and darker skin. It takes me a moment to realize who the person is, but then I realize... It's fucking Travis. ' ' The hell?! Get out of my way next time, Fuckwad! ' ' Travis yelled. He had a scratchy and aggressive voice, along with an aggravated face. His hands balled up into fists as I take a step closer to him. I snarl and my eye twitches. Sal is staring, Travis turns towards him and yells ' ' What in the hell are you looking at?!? Go back to talking to that Lesbian and Four eyes! Maybe throw out this fucking sewer rat and I wouldn't be h—' ' That's enough. I immediately pushed him against the lockers, holding his wrists tightly and pushing them both side to side slightly above and next to his head, That motherfucker.. I was hovering over him and I could barely control myself, Me being over this boy and having full dominance felt so.. amazing. I stared and smirked. ' ' You've been messing with us Phelps, for way too fucking long. You are going to ignore us and move on with your life, Got it? ' ' I saw Travis form tears in his eyes a little, I began to feel bad. but.. This felt amazing. I leaned in closer to him and pulled back realizing what I was doing. Travis began to nod his head uncontrollably. I began to feel my pants get slightly tighter as I saw his trembling body right in front of me. He looked like he was nervous and I saw him begin to blush. Like, blush. A LOT. I let go of his wrists and put my hands above him kind of like I had pinned him to the lockers. As his wrists were free, he looked hesitant and he then ran away under my arms to wherever. That fuckin boy! I think he made me hard.. Yup. ' ' Damn bro. ' ' Sal grunted as Ash and Todd were about to loose their shit. Todd noticed my erection was about to be more visible, I could tell. ' ' Hold on, I gotta use the bathroom; don't say a damn word. ' ' I could tell Ash was gonna make fun of what I just did, so I ran off. I shoved my hands into the pockets of my sweatpants, luckily it wasn't very visible. As I got into the bathroom I began to hear crying.. Sounded like a boy with lots of regret. I went into the stall next to it and began to slowly pull down my pants. This was a risk with somebody crying in the stall next to me—Wait, why the fuck am I about to jack off to Travis? I did have that daydream about him earlier, so.. I pulled down my boxers and began to think of Travis. Shit, he's so irresistible. That face he had is so cute. My cock began to twitch, I was surprised and I just began to rub it. This is making me crazy at this point, I love that boy. I realized that Travis is in the other stall.. I thought of us both coming out of the stalls at the same time and we begin to kiss. My hands were on his hips.. It was amazing. Until I realized I had been moaning slightly at the new daydream and Travis had heard. Shit.

- Travis' POV -

I was crying while drawing that boy Larry. I blushed earlier while he was hovering over me, I'm a faggot. I heard somebody come in, but I ignored it. Why do I feel this way?! I regret everything I said. He looked so beautiful in the picture I drew, Larry is an amazing artist and I don't think anybody knows I'm decent at drawing too. I'm very good at scribble art, I was finishing up his hair when I saw multiple tears fall onto the piece of paper, and I heard somebody making.. moaning sounds. I realized who it was after a bit of shutting up and listening..
It was Larry Johnson.

1035 words, boys. We did it. yes a cliffhanger, idiots 💀