random smut

snot x steve

Don't ask I e been watching loads of American dad and they have lots of sexual tension between these two boys, idk if it was on accident or not but all well

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Snot called out aggressively as he was hoisted off the ground by his shirt and carried off down the hallway. The shirt he was wearing was stretched and starting to tear a little, so Mertz decided to put him over his shoulder. Now he could see Vince behind him, dragging Steve, who was also kicking and screaming, but they were ignoring them fully. Snot was slammed into the back of an empty locker suddenly and Mertz pushed his face up against the metal back wall. He groaned, trying to get up when the hand let go, but Steve collided roughly with his body and pinned him in. The locker was slammed shut right behind them and Snot coughed a little from the rough treatment. Clatter on the outside of the locker signalled them being trapped in. Snot tried to shift around a little, but there was little to no room. "Ah, come on! Don't lock us in here. Please!" He screamed.
"Have fun, faggots." Mertz spoke on the other side, then both laughed as they headed down the hallway.
They were officially trapped. Snot sighed shakily, squirming for just a little space, "Ah Steve, I might be freaking out just a little bit." He spoke breathlessly, pressing back further against Steve, trying to get enough space to shift or turn around, but no use. "Okay, yeah. I'm panicking." Snot wheezed out the words as he started hyperventilating a little. Steve wasn't gonna let him suffer, so he slipped his arms around Snot's waist and held him close, "Hey, hush now. It's okay… we will be fine. We'll get out of here, someone will find us. I mean, if we can text Toshi or Barry we should be okay. They will get us out."Okay, another problem, they broke my phone and yours fell out on the ground when they dragged us in here." Snot said exasperated, hitting his head against the metal wall. "Fuuuuck. They broke my phone…" He sighed deeply, leaning back against Steve's comfort. "Alright okay, well, they will definitely notice! If I don't come home after school, my family will do something. We just… have to wait." Steve paused, "Well we can scream and we might get found quicker, but it would be far more embarrassing. By a long shot."
They both stopped and thought for a moment, contemplating their choices, then agreed they would rather stay stuck in the locker for longer than to be subjected to even further torment then in their day to day lives. So they stayed in silence for a bit, just breathing with one another. It was already getting warm in the tight space and Snot couldn't help squirming again to try and get some parts of him free from stress or going numb, but something else happened instead. He could now feel Steve’s dick getting hard since they were pushed together. He guessed the situation appealed to Steve's inner desires or maybe it was just the friction. Snot wasn't sure if he should acknowledge it out loud, but he pressed his hips back nonchalantly to encourage that behavior wordlessly. They were always just skating by without discussing anything they were doing with each other, so he wanted to keep that tradition up.
Steve huffed out a soft laugh, burying his face in Snot's neck as he actually started to rut against his ass. Were they really gonna do this, here? Well… actually what else is there to even do now, besides wait. Steve pressed his friend against the wall now, nuzzling soft curly hairs at the nape of Snot's neck."You little witch, you've put a spell on me haven't you?" Steve was breathing a bit heavier now and chuckling to himself as he teased Snot. "Did you have those goblins throw us in here just to seduce me?" Steve purred and kissed along his skin. "Well it's working, but you didn't need a spell, cause you have the finest ass i know." He slipped his hand down further towards his waistband.
Snot nervously laughed, so flustered he almost couldn't find something to respond with, but he knew Steve well so he forced words from his own mouth. "Yeah, I cursed you… now you've gotta finish me off or you'll never break the curse." He reached back to grip at Steve's arm, but kept one hand on the back wall of the tall locker.
Steve slipped his hand into the waistband of Snot's pants and squeezed his ass through the...panties he had on? Steve paused and grabbed at the underwear fabric, feeling along the edges and discovering they were silk lacy panties. Immediately he felt his dick throb in his pants. He wanted to see those panties, he wanted to rub his dick against them. "You crazy bitch… you don't know when to stop, do you?" Steve shook his head as he caressed Snot's ass in the panties he wished he could get into. "Ahhhh fuck… this is absolutely a trap. I'm gonna be stuck here forever under your slut-ery." Steve was having a bit of fun at the others expense, but made Snot laugh wholeheartedly, while unbuttoning the shorts blocking his view and wiggling them over Snot's hips, needing to see, even if it was just in the dim light in their cramped space. He could see the outline against the pale skin, black lace trimmed the top of the bright blue panties. Steve whistled, working to set himself free from his trousers, since he was far more aroused now. It ached to keep his pants buttoned, he needed to be free and have skin on skin contact.
Steve pushed his own pants down desperately, then pulled those thin hips closer to him. Now that his pants and underwear were shoved below his waist, he could relax into it more. He thrusted himself against Snot's lower back, rutting against the cute little panties he was wearing. The silk fabric felt nice against his dick. "Did you come prepared for this or something?"N-no I've just been… y'know wearing these lately. I mean I have others, too, cause I just… like them." Snot admitted, still pressing himself to Steve and fawning under his touches. He needed to take this time and enjoy it, so he didn't think only about the fact he was trapped in this locker and would be for probably hours to come. "Well, I'm… not opposed. I'm actually… Why have you never told me this before? I would have…" Steve trailed off.
"Would have, what? Got us trapped in a locker sooner?"
"No, no… I'd have eaten you alive already. Panties and knee high socks? You just know what a guy wants." Steve smirked.
"I mean, I gotta make sure my sugar daddy is happy." Snot smiled too at his own deviousness.
They were both sweaty and panting now, getting flustered and dizzy from the lack of oxygen, but they were going strong. Steve pushed the panties down, his dick now resting against his lower back, sticky and dripping with precum. "That's right, I'm your sugar daddy, you freaky little ocelot." Steve pushed the tip against the entrance, tracing up and down, then rocking a little before he pressed it in slightly. Steve licked his palm and left a wet residue that he used to lube up his length further. Steve had a lot of precum, so it helped to smoothen things out. Steve pushed the tip to the entrance again, pushing until the head finally slipped inside and the muscles pulled Steve in further. Snot whimpered, gripping at Steve's hand on his hip. He could feel Steve's length throbbing excitedly inside him, seeping precum consistently. "Ohhh fuck, Steve, I don't think… I don't think I can stay quiet." He crooned softly as Steve tormented him and pushed his length in deeper, but real slowly.
"No no… not Steve now. Daddy. I demand you call me...Daddy." Steve tried to keep his cool and not lose focus, but the way his friend was reacting had him losing his mind. When he was in more than halfway, they both moaned in unison. Steve rutted into him, rolling his hips and holding his waist tight and close. He was needing that friction desperately with only half of his dick inside.
"D-Daddy… did YOU plan this whole thing? You just wanted to get me in the locker, huh?" Snot spoke breathlessly, beginning to rock back against the length inside him, wanting to grab onto Steve and kiss him. Steve leaned over him, repositioning his stance to get the best angle he could in the cramped space. He really started to move, pulling back out and thrusting back into the halfway point again. He loved making his best friend melt in his hands, he loved to have control over him and please him. Steve really wished he had his phone now, to capture this moment.
"Oh yeah absolutely, I told those guys that i wanted to fuck you in a locker and they, of course, said 'yes, let me help you, Steve'." He laughed and so did his friend, but much weaker, "Besides, I would prefer having my phone and maybe some lube. This would be way better if i planned it… Trust me." Steve was trying to take it slow and he didn't want to hurt his friend at all, but apparently Snot had grown impatient with the teasing and pushed back against Steve eagerly. The small space made it easy for him to take the full length quickly. He groaned appreciatively, biting at his lower lip enough to taste the metallic rust of blood on his tongue. They were sweaty as fuck now and both panting in the cramped locker, that helped too, but Steve had been unprepared for Snot’s lack of pantience and cried out, bucking his hips a bit and moaning in surprise. Steve hugged Snot close, arms wrapped tightly around his middle. Steve was unusually strong and he utilized it to get what he needed from Snot a lot and move him how he wanted. It was a talent of his to keep Snot under his thumb in more ways that he could count. Steve rocked his hips back and forth, not wanting to go too fast and make a lot of noise, but he did want to hear his friend fawning over him for a little while still. If he went too fast he'd have to cover the other's mouth for sure. Steve loved this part about their relationship, they were so close and still they remained rather casual. When Snot had started camming online a year back or so, Steve had pressed that he wanted to help too, so the customers would come in faster. That had been a mistake for Steve, though fortunately not for business as Snot got really popular and made good money before his account closed down, of course, because he was lying about his age and making poor choices for his survival.
Seeing Snot acting like that and doing those things had fucked with his mind entirely. Now he wanted to be the one to make him wonton and lustful, even though he still made fun of Snot for his looks, there was a precious soul inside, someone craving connection, just like Steve. He was desperate for this approval, wanting to give the other the satisfaction that he deserved. Steve wanted Snot all to himself, tied up under his bed waiting patiently for him to come home. The idea made him groan pleasantly, hiding his face between Snot's shoulder blades. Steve wished they could leave the locker now, cause he really wanted to turn him over and see the look on his face.He kissed Snot's neck, then bit him and worked to give him a good hickey mark on his skin. Steve could feel his friend shaking under the pressure of this situation, but those noises… oh they were so good. He couldn't help himself but thrust faster, making Snot moan particularly loud that time, so Steve decided to cover his mouth, even though he really wanted to hear. Snot was nodding under the hand, glad Steve was finally taking initiative to shut him up, though the suppression actually just made him more excited. Snot was a really kinky guy and this was checking all his boxes.
"You're my good little boy." Steve purred, caressing his friend's hip while he thrusted into him. Steve knew how to get him riled up, since he'd been watching those cam shows he'd studied Snot's behavior and learned some tricks to seduce him properly. Oh, the power trip he was on right now was big. Steve felt like a God right now, even though they had both been trapped in here like rats only minutes before. "I wanna take you home and keep you tied up in my room." Steve chuckled darkly, picking up his thrusting to keep Snot moaning. He touched the panties again, sliding his fingers along the other's thighs and loving the way he shuddered and trembled below him. "Fuck, I wish we had more space…" Steve groaned, pushing Snot's leg to the side and against the locker wall, just so he could try to thrust deeper. He was panting heavily and sweating quite a lot, relentlessly pounding into him, wanting to make him SORE. "Can i keep you?" He growled playfully against his friend's ear, but Snot responded under the vocal suppression with a pleasant sound and a few quick nods of his head. "Ohhhh nice, i got a good place for you in my closet, babe." He laughed, but it was very breathless and strained. Steve was growing impatient and needy, so his thrusts were shorter and faster. He couldn't help himself but get carried away. Steve leaned his head back, gasping for air, pleasure entangling him deeper into mental chaos.
Snot's knees were trembling, weak from the situation, but he couldn't really fall down even if he wanted. There wasn't enough space. He was drooling a little against Steve's hand, his eyes rolled back, his moans muffled, but he was definitely still making sound beneath the cover. The fact they were trapped made this hotter. Though, not to say that having sex with Steve outside of a locker wasn't fun, because it really was everything Snot wanted, but it was very rare that they actually did it and even rarer that they went all the way.
They both barely cared about the outside world now, hardly thinking about it at all besides from how much they wanted fresh, cool air to hit them both. Steve pushed up the shirt Snot was wearing and started to pinch at his nipples, making his friend twitch and squirm in his arms until he finally orgasmed and tightened around the dick inside him. He moaned lustfully into Steve's palm, overcome with bliss and Steve quickly followed since he couldn't take the intensified pleasure from the extra tightness very long. He came deep, rocking continuously until the orgasm finally subsided. Steve nuzzled him again, humming pleasantly against the bunched up shirt. "God… you feel amazing." He mumbled, both of them leaning there in content silence, now with only the sound of their overlapping breaths. There was not a single sound outside the locker, since all the classes were done and the students were gone. It had probably been awhile now, but neither had any good sense of time after their escapade. Steve slowly pulled out, tucking himself away quickly, but he stared at Snot in the dark still, really taking it all in since his eyes had adjusted entirely to darkness. "Can you actually help me a little bit?" Snot groaned and pushed himself off the wall the best he could, but he couldn't really stand up too straight in this locker. He tried to pull up his panties, but needed a hand to hold himself up, so Steve reached down and helped Snot pull himself back together. He leaned back against Steve and sighed deeply, both of them now resting silently against one another to regain steady breathing and composure. Snot closed his eyes and relaxed into Steve's after sex cuddle. There they laid for almost an hour, until they heard some footsteps down the hallway. They both perked up as the steps got closer and then chatter right outside the locker. Someone started clattering with the lock on the door and in seconds the door was open and they both tumbled out onto the ground below them, appreciating the cold air. Snot and Steve were strewn messily on their backs now, at Barry and Toshi's feet, looking up at them from the ground. The janitor stood beside them for a moment, then just scoffed and left without a word.
"How'd you know where we were?" Steve asked, his voice hoarse.
Barry shut the locker and pointed at the front, where the word FAGS was written with a thick permanent marker. "And your phones were on the ground just near the main entrance, so we got real worried." He rested the phones down beside them, smiling. Steve got up but Snot laid on the floor for a moment more, staring at the word on the locker door with intent. If he had a dime for every time he got called a fag, He would be rich and he wasn't even out of the closet yet. He laughed a little bit to himself before pushing himself up from the ground. Snot lost his balance a little bit and had to lean his back against the lockers, needing a bit to recover as his feet and legs hadn't moved much in over two hours. "Ahhh… my fucking feet are asleep. Holy shit." He groaned, stretching to touch his feet before he reached his arms up to the ceiling. When he centered himself and opened his eyes, his friends were all looking at him, but Steve looked rather cocky. Self-consciousness manifested and he rubbed the back of his neck, "What? You guys are looking at me weird, please stop."
Barry gave Toshi a look Snot could not understand. Toshi said something he'd never really heard him say before, but he looked pleased with himself after. "Okay, come on, seriously?" Snot frowned and shoved his broken phone in his pocket, crossing his arms over his chest. Toshi and Barry started walking just a little bit ahead of them. Steve leaned in close beside him and whispered behind his cupped hand, "I left a mark on your neck." He stood straight and tucked his hands in his pockets, smirking still. Snot groaned and looked down, checking to make sure his clothes were in order, too, before he grabbed his phone out again. He tried to turn it on a few times, but no use. "Steve, can i see your phone?" Snot put his own phone back in his pocket, then took Steve's phone from his hand, opening the camera. He switched the front screen camera and immediately could see the hickey Steve had left. Snot yanked up his hood quickly, feeling his face light on fire as he shoved the phone back to Steve. At least it was only Barry and Toshi that really knew the truth.

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