Miles breathed in the cold winter air as he approached the house belonging to Ender, the sophomore he's assigned to tutor. Miles himself is a senior but was given the choice to either tutor a younger class student or be forced to dropout of high school. In his opinion, he would rather drop out: he hated Ender with a burning passion, by his parents forced him to take on the ladder option.
Miles walked up to the door and, before he could even knock, the door swung open, revealing Ender in a rather large grin. The senior rolled his eyes and spoke in a monotone voice. "Hey," Miles avoided Ender's stare. The sophomore didn't respond, instead looked down at the bag Miles held. Miles followed his glare and looked back up to Ender. "Oh, this is in case i got hungry: this isn't for you, you know," he stated. As if Ender wasn't listening, he dragged Miles inside and closed the door, without locking, Miles noticed. "Sit," Ender commanded to Miles and pointed to a close by sofa. Miles did as he was told and set down the paper bag of Wendy's on a nearby table. Ender went of somewhere and returned with an armful of papers and binders. "Hold on lemme organize all this..." Ender smiled. Miles looked away and waited.
The only sound filling the empty house was the sound of rustling papers Ender was messing with. Miles was growing impatient and looked down at his tapping foot. Suddenly, the house was silent. Ender stopped with the papers but Miles refused to look at the kid until another sound echoed. "M-Miles?" Ender said in a soft voice. Miles sighed and turned to face him. Suddenly, Miles was pushed onto his back and had Enders lips entangled with his. Ender's tongue explored his mouth as the sophomore hovered over the senior. Miles was in a abrupt state of shock and was surprise to find that himself was kissing back softly. Once he came to his senses, he pushed Ender away and looked at him is disgust. "What the fuck at you doing?" he hissed. Ender chuckled and leaned close to his ear. "You kissed back..." he whispered.
Miles said nothing in response. Ender took this as a "go ahead" sign. As he leaned down again and, not attacking his mouth, but his neck, Miles started panting out of instinct. Ender started to undress Miles and suddenly got an idea.
As Ender finally got both of them undressed (with lots of resistance from Miles) and started to jack him off, he reached for the bag Miles brought in and grabbed the container holding the fries. He grabbed a handful and went down to the other's legs. Ender, without warning or lube, shoved his fist full of fries into Miles' asshole, Miles screaming in pain. As Ender flipped his tutor on all fours, he leaned close once again to his ear and whispered in an excited voice, "Safe word is 'night', boo~."
Miles was extremely annoyed but before he could respond to Ender, his bum was filled with large (hehe) amounts of pain that subdued to pleasure. Ender moaned loudly over Miles' as he anally fucked him roughly. Tears formed in the older one's eyes from both pain and pleasure while Ender continuously thrusted into Miles forcefully. As Ender came, so did Miles, but Ender pulled out and turned Miles over once again to eat out the cum-soaked fries lodged in his ass. Once he was finished with his meal, Miles weak and panting, he whispered in a husky voice, "I hate you, Ender." As which Ender replied happily, "Yeah, but you love me more~"
Once Ender stopped talking, the front door swung open to reveal Ender's parents, their faces filled with shock and disgust. As the awkward silence lengthened, Ender replied quickly, "We were just studying!"
His parents left without a word more,
