random oneshots (smut)

College ~ bxb

DESCRIPTION/WARNING: boy x boy, blow/handjobs

Matt had been living in the student residences in college for a while. He was still getting used to it, the loud bells, the early lessons and whatnot. He shared his room with a boy named Ethan, a year older than Matt. They immediately bonded, being the two awkward kids in college. They split the cost of food and bills together with little disputes.

Matt had been quiet this morning. Ethan had come home with marks on his neck; marks that were definetly done by women. Matt never had any hope that Ethan was gay, but still, he was dissapointed. He hugged his pillow to his chest, trying not to get upset. It was going to be hard sitting next to Ethan in his lectures.

Anywho, Matt still stood up from his bed, wiping his eyes, and thumped out to the kitchen. He started to whisk the pancake mix he had prepared last night, heating up a fry-pan on the stove. He poured the mixture onto the pan in circles, waiting until they bubble to flip them. Ethan soon stomped out of his room, yawning.

"Yum!" Ethan says happily, sitting down at the bench. Matt silently slides a plate of pancakes over, ignoring the bruises on Ethan's neck. There were some new ones, making Matts stomach shrivle in hurt.

"Why are you quiet?" Ethan asks. Matt shrugs. "Matt, what's wrong?" Ethan asks again, reaching out his had to Matts, who flinched. He quickly pulled his hand away and walked off to his bathroom.

Matt hated having these feelings. They were too much, it was too depressing to love someone that doesn't love him. He sighs, bringing his arm up to his chin. Silently, tears ran down his cheeks. All at once, bad memories flooded his mind. His parent's disgust as he told them the truth, and a vision of how Ethan might look if Matt told him. Right now Ethan was the only thing in the world that mattered. He couldn't loose it. He had to push away those feelings and focus on being friends.

Matt jumps when there is a gentle knock on the door.

"Matt, you ok?" Ethan asks. Matt sniffs.

"I'm fine." Matt replies with a shaky voice. Ethan notices it and immediately opens the door, seeing Matt's tears. He crouches and engulfs Matt in a hug, one that Matt loved so dearly. This only made the crying worse, hot tears flowing down his face. Ethan sighs and picks up Matt, carrying him to the bed. He goes to walk away before looking back, and decides to lie next to him. He hugs Matt to his chest, clutching his waist. He feels the tap of Matt's fingers against his hand and soon they're holding hands.

In the distance, a bell rang. Matt sniffed and attempted to stand up, but Ethan held him down.

"Shh...can we stay like this?" He whispers. Matt was sure Ethan could hear his thumping heartbeat. Matt nods, snuggling his face into Ethans chest to hide his burning face. Ethan holds Matt more loosely now, encouraging him to take deep breaths. They lay like that for a while.

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Ethans POV:

He was dreaming. He had to be.

Ethan had no idea as to what caused his actions towards Matt. He had never been confident enough to express his desire to be near him. So, instead, he found other people who he knew shared those feelings.

He felt an inkling of hope. Maybe, just maybe, Matt was jealous. If he wasn't, why would he be hurt after seeing Ethans neck? This filled Ethan with excitement. He was venturing into unknown territory, and it was making him horribly obsessed with the idea of Matt.

Ethan had an idea.

Matts POV:

Matt could feel Ethan moving. His hand had slid further down his back.

Ethans hand stopped at his waistline. Then, wondering if he was imagining it all, Matt felt the hand traveling under his shirt. He held his breath as Ethans hand tickled his back, electric shocks of excitement shooting up his spine. And then, he felt the press of lips on his neck.

Was he day dreaming? Hallucinating? Making it all up?

Matts breathing hitched as the kisses continued down to his collarbone.

"Ethan?" Matt whispers, sitting up. Ethan followed, a scared look on his face.

"Sorry...I just wanted to know if you...felt that way."

Matt's lips cracked into a smile, and he cupped Ethans face.

"Only a heartless monster wouldn't." He whispered, leaning forward. Their lips captured eachother, pulling away and then connecting again. Ethan once again placed his hand under Matts shirt, only this time he pulled it off. Ethan forced him down, leaning over him, making sure their lips still fought with eachother. Ethans hands reached Matts chest, fondling his nipples, earning the tiniest inkling of a moan.

Ethan began attacking Matts chest, kissing every inch his lips could find. Soon, Ethan feels Matt shudder beneath him, arousal filling his body. Matt tugs at Ethans shirt, and Ethan sits up, kneeling above him. Matt watched the flex of Ethans muscles as he lifted the shirt above his head. It was tossed to the side, and soon their lips were touching again.

Matt feels waves of pleasure flood through him as Ethan slowly grinds. His pulse quickens, and soon they're moving their hips in rythm.

"Take off your pants." Ethan orders as he tugs at Matts skin with his teeth.

Matt takes no time in pushing his pants down.

Ethan shifts down, his hands drifting over Matts stiff privates, handling it gently. His lips continued to attack Matts chest, and slowly, he begins to play.

Matt's breaths quicken, along with his heartbeat. He immediately thrusts his hips, begging for more friction. Ethan obliges, cupping his hand around Matt's length and stimulating it. The bed begins to creak, the movement on the covers quicken.

Ethans eyes close, his lips still kissing Matts body. At the moment when Matts slender, pale hands grip the sheets and his body tenses, Ethan speeds up. At once Matt came, immediately relaxing, the sound of heavy breathing and pounding heartbeats filling the silence. Matt was still in shock; it had happened so fast that he couldn't process anything. At the moment, the two boys felt euphoric.

Thats when Matts eyes barely open to see Ethan undoing his own belt.

At once, Matt sits up, a new rush of excitement filling his body. Ethan shifts so that he is now lying down, and Matt hovers over his lower half. They share a kiss before Matt begins placing his kisses lower. Matts hands glide over Ethans skin, barely touching it before gripping onto his thighs, placing rough kisses right above his waistline. He licks gently before taking it all in.

Once his gag reflex subsides, Matt lets his eyes wander over Ethans body, taking in his contracting abs, the groove in between them and the dips beneath his collarbones. This fills him with adrenaline, and at once he starts moving. His hands still gripping onto Ethans thighs, subconsiously using them to pleasure Ethan even more. He begins to further harden, puzzling over how he could have this effect on Ethan. He swirls his tongue, opening his eyes to survey Ethans reaction. Currently, he was gazing at the ceiling, controlling his breathing and his muscles tensing.

Then, Matt notices the hickeys once again. Instead of hurt, jealousy filled his senses. He takes Ethans length out of his mouth and sucks just above it and on his hips. He bites down in some places, hard enough to leave a bite mark. Some were darker than others.

Apparently, Ethan was enjoying it as much as Matt was. Even without Matts manipulation, Ethans member was tensing, almost as if it was about to explode. He moves and takes it once again in his mouth, and as soon as throat touched the tip, Ethan orgasms, tilting his head to let out a breathy moan.

Matt sits up after Ethan has relaxed and admired his art.

Unlike the foul mess that was planted upon Ethans neck, bright, red and purple bruises and bitemarks littered Ethans lower half. His abs were shining with sweat, his hair messy and his eyes tired.

"You are so fucking perfect." Ethan mutters before Matt colapses beside him. They share a last kiss before falling into a peaceful sleep.

Damn

-1388 words lol