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"Steve? What's wrong?" Billy questioned as he sat beside Steve. "I'm sorry, Billy." Was all Steve said. Billy hugged Steve, and pulled him closer. The smell of cigarettes and cologne rang strong, comforting the brunette. "Hey, no, Steve, you didn't do anything wrong. What happened?" He asked softly, which was something he didn't know he could do.

"The substitute for Math. She kept trying to rape me and then she kissed me and I tried Billy...I really fucking tried to get her off me, I pushed her and everything, she forced her lips onto mine. Billy, I-I'm really sorry."

Billy leaned in and kissed Steve. After a couple seconds, he pulled away, licking his lips. "There, baby, her kiss is gone and replaced with mine. And you have nothing to be sorry for, Pretty Boy. I know you'd never cheat on me, on anyone for that matter. What she did was wrong, and totally her fault. And im so sorry you had to go through that, people are assholes, and don't know boundaries. Especially women. That's why I like men." He added. Steve smiled, and ran his hands through his hair, toying with it. "Ehhh, I don't know, I've dated more women than men, and I gotta admit, they are better at some things." He replied. Billy crawled onto him, sort of pushing him down. "Oh yeah? You wanna challenge that? Let's run a test, and see which one is better at sex." He says seductively with a smirk, and locked eyes with Steve.

"My place? My parents are gone again, for real this time." Steve informed as he stood up, and held out his hand for Billy. He took it, giving in to the cringy gesture with a grin.

Steve drove them both home in his sweet ride, his hand back where it belongs, on Billy's perfect thighs. He should take a break from the jeans to be honest, and wear shorts so Steve could feel more skin.

They pulled in to the familiar mansion-like house, parking in the garage. They couldn't even make it to the door without Steve's hands underneath Billy's shirt, feeling his abs and chest and his lips on Billy's. The sound of muffled moans filled the air as they entered the house, Steve slamming Billy into the wall. He moved to his neck, sucking and biting on the one spot that made the blonde squirm.

"Ahg" he groaned, pushing his hard-on into Steve's leg desperately.

After a bunch of purple hickeys were painted all over his neck, Steve picked the boy up mid makeout, wrapping his legs around his waist, and started walking to his bedroom.

Billy was tossed onto the bed, Steve eagerly pounced on top of him. Billy looked so beautiful right now, his face flushed and his hair all over his face. Steve just wanted to completely ruin him.

He tucked some of the hair away, and looked Billy in the eyes, his icy blue captivating him. "Is this okay?" He asked. Billy nodded. "Yes..is this alright with you? We don't have to do anything if it's too soon, baby." Billy's tone was both seductive and comforting.

"I wanna do this..I need to feel you Billy, closer than ever, I want you. You make me so horny all the time with the way you dress makes me all tingly... and your fucking thighs, Billy, I just want them wrapped around my face as I take your cock into my mouth. To hear your loud moans echo throughout the entire fucking house." Billy bit his lip at the thought of that, and smirked. He pulled Steve onto him roughly, kissing him. The sound of the sheets shifting underneath them increasing.

Steve took Billy's shirt off, and started kissing his chest. He moved to Billy's nipple sucking and kissingi it, making Billy twitch and moan. "Ahh that feels good~" he moaned, and Steve continued to suck and toy with both of his nipples. After a bit, he went lower, making love bites and kissing until he reached Billy's waistband. His torso was filled with red and purple hickeys.

"Let's fulfill this little fantasy of yours, Harrington." Billy whispered, and sat up. He took off his jeans, throwing them aside, following his boxers. His dick sprang out, and he pushed Steve down flat. "Oh~" Steve said at the increase of dominance.

"Let me know if I suffocate you." He said. Billy positioned himself onto the brunette, sitting on his face. Steve wrapped his hands around his thighs, squeezing them.

He started with a kitty lick, teasing him. After a minute of this Billy groaned, his erection beginning to hurt. "Stop being such a tease." He said.

Steve took the whole thing in his mouth, slurping and licking. The sound of deep throating filling the air, along with the sexy noises escaping the blondes mouth. He began to fuck Steve's face as he reached closer to his climax. "Oh fuck Steve, I'm gonna cum." He moaned loudly, as he shot his load all over Steve's face and mouth.

Billy was left panting as Steve's grip on his thighs loosened. He got off Steve as he wiped the leftover off his mouth and grinned. "My turn for some fun, Blondie." He growled, as he tore his own shirt off, following by unbuttoning his jeans, his bulge seeming bigger than usual.

Billy sat on the bed just watching as Steve stripped, his dick already beginning to feel hard. "You're so fucking pretty, Steve." Billy complimented, as he looked at the boys body shamelessly.

Steve gave Billy one last kiss before he put his hands in his hair and yanked him down so his head was in a pillow and his ass was in the air. "Do you even need prep, slut?" Billy felt his dick twitch at the name as he muffled, "no.."

Steve bit his lip as he aligned his dick and shoved it all the way in. Billy screamed, the pain making him even more turned on. "FUCK" he yelled, as Steve gripped his hair even harder.

After a little while he got more used to it, as Steve kept mercilessly fucking him. Steve already knew where that one spot was but he kept avoiding it on purpose.

"You're so tight, boy." He grunted as Billy cried out. "I know that's how you like it." Billy moaned sluttishily.

Steve pounded and pounded the poor boy until his legs were wobbling and he was screaming of overstimulation.

"Just let me come..." he cried, as his dick began to hurt. "What's the magic word, Billy?" Steve flirted. Billy had absolutely no idea, and just responded with:

"Please, daddy, let me come." He cried. Steve stopped for a second, as he found that really hot. "Wait, what did you call me?" He clarified. "Daddy~" Billy responded. Steve groaned at the pet name, wanting to rip this boy apart. He fucked him even harder, senseless at this point. The sound of skin clashing and moans filled the air, as Steve grabbed a fistful of the blondes curls, jerking his head.

He hit that one spot, absolutely abusing it. "Ahhhh, ngh, Steve, please!" Billy screamed and screamed out of pleasure and pain, until Steve started to jerk him off for a minute and he came instantly all over both of them.

"Fuck, no warning." Billy panted. Steve fell beside him. "Same." He responded.

Billy crawled onto Steve, bringing them closer. "So...who's better at sex?"

"As of right now, definitely men. More specifically, you." He responded.

Billy grinned, satisfied.

"Damn right, Harrington."

NANDJDN OMG GUYS!!!!!! SEE I MADE UP FOR IT SORRY, NOt SORRY FOR NO WARNING
THANKS FOR READING!- STAY TUNED FOR PT. 2 ON THIS SMUT SHOT

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