muke smut / one shots

art project

(( luke's pov ))

i hate school. it sucks. i wish i could be at home, fantasizing over this boy in my art class, who's name is michael clifford. we've been socializing in each art period for about 6 weeks. he's really cool, but can be bossy at times. our art teacher calls out at our class for our attention.

"class", she says, "we are starting a project."

great. i thought.

"i have chose your partners."

even better. i thought."hannah, you will be working with kayla.." i wait a little longer for her to call out my name.

finally i prick up at the sound of my name.

"luke, you will be partnered with michael."

he looks over at me from the other end of the table. "give me your arm," he says gently.

i reach over, and he pulls out a sharpie from his binder. "here." he scribbles some numbers on my fore arm, and i'm guessing that's his phone number. "text me later." as the bell rings for dismissal, he gets up, and i couldn't help but stare at his ass. it looked so tender, popping out of his skinny jeans. i think if he's gay, but i shake my head no. he couldn't be.

as i walk out of the class, i grab my phone out of my back pocket. i go on imessage and try to think of a text to send him... should i use an emoji? no that's too desperate. so i settle on. "hey. (:"

a smiley face is okay, right?

he texts back in a few seconds...

[from michael]

hi. can you come over to my house? like in about 30 minutes?

[from luke]

sure! i'll be there in a bit.

[from michael]

here's my address... 3652 timber ridge court

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as i get ready, i put on some more form fitting jeans. i walk to my car -which i just learned how to drive this year- and pull up in front of his house, which wasn't that far of a drive. his house was a bit bigger than mine, so it was a nice size for sydney. i get out, looking in the car mirror, making sure my hair's ok. i walk up to the door, ringing the doorbell. there was no car there, which was puzzling.

the door swings open, and michael forms a smile. i love how his little lips curl up like that.

"hey!" he says happily, "you changed your jeans... i like them."

i blush a bit, but force out a "h-hey."

"you okay?" he asks carefully.

i nod. i love his hair, dyed a neon red color. i could play and run my fingers through it all day.

he pulls my sleeve, and drags me upstairs. i giggle as he pulls. he sits on his floor, and pats on the carpet beside him. "i have something to tell you, i'm gay. i've liked you since we met."

i blush, "me too." i got startled when michael pulls the collar of my t shirt, in for a kiss. i got excited, my dick felt so hard. he kisses me on the neck, rubbing his hands down my sides. he pulls my shirt up above my head, and i stand up to take off my pants.

"mhm, that's right lukey little slut, be good for me." he almost drools at me, i pull down my boxers, and he goes in to give me a blowjob. i feel myself precum, and he licks it off my hard dick. "lukey babe, it's so sweet." he deepthroats me, and he swallows all of my precum.

"i wanna ride you babe. but first lukey slut give me a blowjob baby." michael lays down on a pillow, he's so hard. i've never had sex or given a blowjob, so im a bit shaky. but i proceed and swallow, and feel cum run down my esophagus. "that's right babe, be good for daddy." he pulls on my quiff, and turns me around, and smacks my ass. "fuck!" i yell.

my hole is tight, but ready. "got any lube?" i ask, and he nods. "i always have some." he smirks. he spits in my ass and rubs some around my hole. he enters, and gets deeper and deeper, and he yells and moans, "FUCK LUKE, IM GONNA CUM!" I pull myself back letting him drain cum into my rectum.

i breathe deeply, and let him spank me one more time. he pulls me back to him, so my face is under his very wet dick, and let him cum all over my face. he rubs it off, and puts it all over my mouth.

as we finish up, i get dressed and he says, "aren't we supposed to be doing an art project?"