Shoey OneShots

The Library Is For More Than Just Learning

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Whilst I scanned the library shelves for a couple books I could use to study for my upcoming World History Honors Quiz, I kept hearing faint 'clicks' from somewhere behind me. I suspected it was just the head of the Yearbook Committee-Shane Dawson- who liked to take pictures of unsuspecting victims. And since we were seniors, he was trying to get tons of embarrassing candid shots. I'd already gotten tons of coverage, After all I was the only openly gay kid at this school. I remember about a week ago, I made the mistake of getting a hot dog in lunch. So while my best friend, Brittany, and I were minding our own business and eating our lunch, Shane ran up and snapped a picture of me mid-bite into the hot dog. I'm sure you can guess what it looked like.

I was feverishly hoping that if Shane saw me, he could just keep walking. Shane and I weren't exactly on great terms. See, I made the mistake of developing a crush on him sophomore year, before I was forced out of the closet, and then telling him about my crush. Shane and I were actually friends before all of that. But when I told him, he seemed astonish. I thought I'd made a big mistake before Shane said he had a crush on me back. This was all at a study session in this very library. I was his "study buddy" for math, when the only reason he picked me is because I'm the smartest kid in school, even if we were friends. Anyway, We kissed. In the middle of the library. Nothing more than a kiss, but it was amazing. But then our session ended and Shane said he had to get home, so we'd talk more about this tomorrow. And I felt like I was floating on a cloud. It felt magical. But when I got to school the next day, Shane had told everyone that I made a move on him in the library and thus forth, everyone knew I was gay. Shane and I hadn't had a real conversation since that kiss.

Grabbing a heavy book on the French Revolution, I went in search of a private, secluded table to read. It shouldn't be too hard because what students stay after school to study at the library otherwise me? Maybe two other people, and then Shane who always seems to be everywhere I am. It was extremely frustrating, it was like he was teasing and taunting me. I found a small table at the far corner of the library, which is rarely used, even the librarian doesn't come back here. Its quiet, secluded, and I doubt Shane will roam back here. Perfect for studying.

But about twenty minutes in to my studying, I heard a click from behind a bookshelf not five feet from my table. Are you kidding me?! I glanced around the empty library, Not even seeing the librarian, Miss Lester. Does this mean I'm alone with Shane? Kill me now.

Focusing on the page in front of me, I bit my lip when I felt someone looking at me. This is exactly what I wanted to avoid. Would it be rude to get up and storm from the library? Sighing, I gathered up my book and notebook and stood. "No, wait..." I heard from behind me. I didn't even have to turn to know it was Shane. "What?" I barked, spinning on my heel to face him. "Do you know how photogenic you are?" He asked, nodding down to his camera. So he has been spying on me? "You've been taking pictures of me." I didn't phrase it as a question but Shane nodded anyway. "I have. You're gorgeous." He said, looking down to his feet bashfully. Now hold the fuck up... "If you think I'm so gorgeous, so worthy of your film roll, Why did you do that to me? Two years ago, I was interested in you. You blew it. What changed?" I asked, my voice was calm but had a hard edge. He looked up and held my gaze.

"I did have a crush on you, Joey. But we weren't alone in the library that day like we thought we were. There was someone else here. And when I left, they cornered me. They threatened to out us both if I didn't throw you under the bus." I was about to get angry but when I thought about it... I would've outed him instead of myself, too. And it didn't really matter who made him out me now. Its not like I was going to exact revenge. "Okay...Are you saying you still have a crush on me?" I asked, trying not to get my hopes up. Truthfully: Shane still infatuated me. He nodded, then said, "I'm also saying that we are alone in the library this time.... And I don't have to be home until six." His eyes glittered suggestively and I felt my pants grow tight. He removed his camera from around his neck and set it on the table beside my book.

He gave no warning as he backed me up against a shelf against the wall, and by the way a smirk spread across his face, there was no denying he felt my throbbing erection against his abdomen. His arms were on either side of me, closing me in, and I leaned closer, our lips melting together. This felt even better than our first kiss.

His teeth grazed my bottom lip as he teased me for entrance. I whimpered as he slipped his tongue in my mouth. Our tongues did a dance for dominance, which I surprisingly won, as I took complete advantage of my dominant title and allowed my tongue to roam every inch of his mouth. He moaned in frustration and dropped one of his hands from the shelves. Then I felt his hand cup my crotch and I let out a tormented moan. I allowed him to reclaim Dom as his fingers toyed with the hem of my shirt which I broke the kiss to remove. Next was his shirt, which I practically ripped off, thank-you button down, but before I could take advantage of his half-naked glory-ness his lips were on mine again.

I fumbled for his jeans button, yanking them down swiftly. He did the same as his tongue caressed my lower lip teasingly. We got our boxers down quickly, too, and Shane broke the kiss to whisper in my ear, "This might hurt" before he thrusted in me quickly, my back slamming against the book shelf and I let out a squeal. He gripped my hips as he began to move inside me and we both moaned in unison. I didn't know if he was good at this or I was a sadist, but it didn't hurt at all.

I leaned my head back against the shelves as he nipped at my neck and pulled out. I groaned in protest before he slammed right back in and I let out a husky moan. His lips peppered my neck as his thrusts slowed, and I let out a soft whine. I didn't want him to stop. "Do you want to pay for carpet cleaners to vacuum your orgasm out of these carpets?" Shane asked, almost like he read my thoughts. I felt my face heat up as he pulled out of me and planted a soft kiss on my lips. "But we can always continue this later." Shane said, offering me a cheeky wink as he began to put his clothes back on.

Our heads shot up to the ceiling as we heard a faint 'beep', signaling the intercom. "The Library and Gymnasium close in five minutes, Students make your way out of the building." I heard our office assistant's voice say before she clicked off again. Shane tossed me my boxers, which hit me in the face, as I sent him a playful glare. He rolled his eyes, pulling on his shirt. "So...does this mean we're together?" I asked him as I pulled on my boxers. Our eyes met and he nodded, before saying, "It also means I've realized that the Library is for more than just learning." I felt heat rise to cheeks as a smirk crossed Shane's face before he turned on his heel and sauntered towards the exit.