- Larry X Travis - {Smut}

Daydreaming.

- Larry's POV -

I hear the stall door open next to me. Fuck, is he gonna tell anybody he heard me? I heard Travis wash his hands and take a deep breath. He then leaves the bathroom and  I'm now all alone. I keep on stroking and I started to think of the dream again. As I grab his waist I slowly stick my hand near the waistband of his shorts and lower them.. I then started to think of that pretty boy on my lap. He's done so many terrible things, but I'm so fucking thirsty for him.. my hand starts to move faster and faster, I start to whimper and I bite my lip, as I begin to feel a knot in my stomach form. I whisper ' ' Fuck.. ' ' as quiet as I could—Travis is the cutest boy I have ever seen.. I shiver and open my eyes to see cum all over my chest. The knot in my stomach was gone, I was panting as I began to grab some toilet paper and wipe off my chest.. Yeah, I really should've finished in the toilet. I pull up my boxers and sweatpants. As I slowly reach for the door I think to myself; Did I really just jack off to Travis Phelps?? It's crazy how fast he made me cum, really. This is so unlike me, man—I swing the door open and walk to the sink to wash my hands. I dry them off and I realize it had only been 5 minutes. A few minutes until class starts. I walk back to Sal, Todd, and Ash and I'm right behind Sal when he says ' ' I bet Larry is jackin off right now. ' ' He then laughed and I stared at the back of his head. Ash starts to laugh her ass off as I punch Sal in the shoulder, harder this time. ' ' I bet just last night you were jacking off to Ash. ' ' I smirk. I turned my head to see Travis near his locker drawing. When did he ever have an interest in drawing?? ' ' Let me guess, you're thinking about kissing Travis passionately as you're pinning him to the lockerrr, oooo. ' ' Sally rolls his eyes and laughs. ' ' Says the laundry detergent lookin motherfucker. ' ' I say as I'm still staring at Travis. ' ' Ooo, that's a new one. ' ' I hear from Todd. My hands are shoved into my pockets, Travis lifted his head slowly and quickly looked back at the drawing. He looked kinda embarrassed....Well duh, he heard me wackin' in the bathroom. I hear the bell ring, I whisper ' ' Shit! ' ' as i swing open my locker and grab my notebook and books for each class. I grab a pencil from off the ground and rush to class. I can't be late, Mrs Packerton would be pissed if Im late 4 days in a row!
I think maybe, Just maybe.
I have a crush on Travis Phelps.

- Travis' POV -

I grab my stuff, one of the cuts I have on my leg starts to sting when I get up from the ground. He really did a number on me on Sunday at church, my father was mad at me for doing a speech incorrectly.. Dramatic, huh? I rush to class, sighing. I sit down in front of Larry who is tapping his pencil, nodding his head and tapping his foot up and down on the ground. He was humming something. I just admired his face. His beautiful jawline, his lazy dark brown eyes, his soft lips.. I wonder how it would feel if I could just brush my lips against his— ' ' Mr Phelps? ' ' I heard that bitch Mrs Packerton say. She shoved a test in my face, with like 20 or so pages. I sighed and looked at the first question...Shit, I can't stop thinking of that boy Larry. No matter how hard I try to focus, I can't get him off my mind. I answered about 7 questions before I started to zone out, his hands look so rough yet so gentle, I wish I could kiss every inch of his hands. His body is so.. muscular and strong. I wonder how he looks with his shirt off.. I wish I could bury my face in his chest... I'm not gay though. I'm not gay, it's a sin. Father would kill me—maybe even leave me in the woods to rot.. But I can't help it, he's the only thing on my mind.. Fuck. I heard Mrs Packerton tell us to bring her our tests as I snapped back to reality. I only had 7 out of 20 questions done!! Its Larry's fault.. for being so damn perfect. I turn my head to see Larry staring at me and finishing one last question when he smacked his pencil down on the table and got up to put the test on her stack of papers on her desk. I groaned as there was chatter going on in the class when they were all leaving, I slowly sat up and slammed the paper on her desk. I grabbed my books and ran to my locker to put away my stuff. That kid is making me fuckin obsessed!

- Third Person POV -
(pretend it's lunch rn 💀💀)

Sal, Todd, and Larry were at lunch while Ash went home to do something. Larry was eating some Chik-Fil-A that Ash said she didn't want, and Sal was eating with Larry while Todd was eating food he got from home. They were all sitting together, Travis walked into the Cafeteria. He saw Larry and made a disgusted face, about to cry. He felt so many goddamn emotions, he couldn't process the fact Larry probably doesn't really like him.. He clenched his fists and ran to the bathroom. Larry turned his head to see Travis shoving his sleeve in his face and running. The hell was that boy doing?

987 words boys, we got it. anyway enjoy