Smut

Skylox

It all seemed to happen so quickly, first they were in the art room, then they were fucking in the supply closet. Seemed like an average day at school, huh?

"After school art club!" Sky announced loudly, as he made his way to his lunch table with his friends Ty, Ross, and Mitch. They were already eating when Adam came over to announce his club.
"Art club?" Ross asked. "You hate art!" "Well, yeah, but I wanted to try it again, you know, see if anything changed." "School never changes," Ty said, chugging down the rest of his juice. "That's the truth." Mitch said, spooning down some corn.
"Besides, I got picked to be a demonstrater in the 'funky music' club in the band room."
"Sounds so fun," Ty said, sarcastically. "I know, right?"
"I got gym games. I fucking hate gym."
"Why was Sky the only who got to pick?" "Because, the club I got was with Mr. Zamperini, and he got fired after that drug bust at his house, remember?" "Oh yeah."
"What about you, Ty?"
"Well Adam and I wanted the same clubs, but I didn't think he would want art."
Adam chuckled. He kind of wanted to have the same clubs as Ty for the obvious reason - he wanted to spend more time with his boyfriend.
They've been keeping that secret since Freshman year, and it wasn't very difficult.
Before, they would always joke about how they loved each other and shit, but on the last day of Freshman year, when they made out inside of the band room, Sky knew he was in love. Ty felt the same way.

Sky and Ty went to the bathroom around the middle of study hall. As soon as they had made it to a stall, Ty hinged his mouth to Sky's neck. Sky moaned as Ty covered every inch of his neck with kisses and bites. When Ty was done on his neck, he kissed Sky, mouth already open. Sky collided his tongue a few times and licked around his mouth.
Sky rubbed Ty's sides under his shirt and left hickeys on Ty's neck. Ty groaned. Sky was about to start on Ty's collar bone when the bell rang.
Sky was leaving more hickeys until Ty interrupted. "We need to get to clubs," he said, turning towards the mirrors, reaching into his pocket. He pulled out a liquid concealer and spread it around his neck and collarbone.
"But I'm not done with you yet," Sky whined. Ty started to apply the concealer to Sky's neck too.
"You just need to wait until we get home."
"You're mom's not just gonna let us fuck on the couch," Sky said, spreading around the concealer more so it covered every mark.
"Not on the couch, but the attics free. My mom knows how teenagers work," Ty said, kissing Sky on the cheek.

They walked to the art room, and heard the teacher lecturing about how "art it a stress reliever/something you should take seriously". Ty and Sky propped up their easels, dumped their paint on their paper plate (which was used as a 'mixing station' as the art teacher called it), and got their water in their cups.
There were only around 5 people in the club, all of which would prefer to be anywhere else than there at that moment.
Ty started to paint some trees and Sky painted some fruits. Both generic, simple things that wouldn't take too much time or too much energy.
Ty and Sky sat at the same table. Sky rubbed his hand against Ty's thigh. He groaned. Sky inched closer to Ty's bulge, running his fingers over it.
Ty bit his lip, holding back a moan.
"Are you gonna torture me for the next hour?" Ty whispered, trying not to take his eyes off of his canvas.
Sky shrugged. He squeezed Ty's bulge. "Fuck, Sky," Ty whispered. "I said I was willing to wait," Sky said.
"I don't know if I can wait." Ty said.

Some stupid kid ran into the art supply closet. He shut the door, and screamed. There was only a little buzz. He opened the door. "Did you just scream in the art supply room?" Sky said, still rolling his hand over Ty's dick. "Hell yeah! Could you hear me?" The art teacher looked up from his book. "Hey! Watch your language," the kid muttered a small apology. "And, yes, that room is soundproof. Save your breath, kids. No one's going to hear you."
"That's where he kills people," one girl joked, pointing to the art teacher. He raised a finger to his lip and looked down at his book.
"Soundproof, huh?" Sky said.
"No. No way are we fucking in the art supply room."
"Fine," Sky slid his hand under Ty's jeans and under his boxers. He stroked his erection. Ty groaned and bit his lip.
"I'm not fucking in the art ro - oh fuck," Sky rubbed a finger over his slit. "I need you. Inside of me. Now."
"In the supply room?"
"Sky, I-"
He rubbed Ty's head.
"In the supply room?"
"Oh fuck, Adam, please fuck me."
"I want to hear it louder."
Ty looked towards the supply room. It seemed soundproof.
"The deeper you go into the room, the less you hear. That's why he does his killings in the back." Everyone chuckled. "Adam are you really sure you-" but before he could finish, Sky's hand shot in the air.
"Yes Adam?"
"I need some more paint. Can I get some in the supply room?"
"Sure."
Sky thanked him and walked into the room, shutting the door. There was another door connected in the back where he kept the paint. Adam cupped his hands around his mouth and screamed as loud as he could.
No one could hear him and he couldn't hear them.
He walked back to the door leading the supply room.
"Ty, will you help me find something?"
"While you're back there, grab me some cardboard. The freshmen are doing the cutest project-"
"Sure, sure." Ty said, standing up.
"It might take a bit to find, but you'll be able to finish your paintings."
Ty thanked him and headed back into the closet. Adam shut the door and roughly kissed Ty.
He picked him up bridal style and led him to the back.
He threw off Ty's shirt and kissed all the way down to the top of his jeans.
He unbuckled his pants until they were only around his right ankle. He did the same with his boxers. Ty's erection sprang up.
Sky took him in whole, bobbing his head. Ty moaned loudly every time he got down to the base.
"Oh, fuck, I'm gonna cum," a few moments later he came down Sky's throat. Sky swallowed it all.
Sky discarded his own clothing and kept both of their shirts near by, so it didn't take too long to get dressed.
Ty looked down at Sky's dick, causing Sky to blush. "Don't fucking stare," he said.
"It's just, you're so fucking big."
Sky chuckled. "I've never really, uh, you know, dealt with that kind of size... you know?" Sky sat up on the counter. "Really?" He stared at Ty. "I feel like I should suck you off but..." Sky smirked. "Don't be nervous. Because the pleasure you're about to go through will make it worth the wait." Ty breathed in. "I've never... given a blowjob either." "Take your time." Ty started around Sky's head. Sky groaned. Ty eventually got half-way to his base. Sky groaned. "Fuck, baby, you're good with that mouth of yours." Ty mumbled something, which sent vibrations up Sky's dick. He shuddered. He couldn't get all the way to his base, but he went as far as he could, bobbing his head like Sky had.
"Shit, just like that, oh my god, you're amazing." Sky came in Ty's throat.
"Oh, uh, you can spit if you want-" but Ty swallowed it all.
He hopped down from the counter and continued to make out with Ty. He placed his forehead against Ty's.
"I need you, right now." Ty said.
"What do you need, babe?"
"I need you to fuck me, Adam."
Sky smirked. He picked Ty up and steadied his right foot on the counter, his other one on the floor. Ty bent himself over a little so Adam could reach his entrance. "You need prepped?"
"Just fuck me."
Adam smirked and kissed Ty's ear. He adjusted himself to Ty's entrance. He slowly stuck his head in. Ty groaned. "You can move." Adam moved, throwing his hips in a figure 8 motion, quickening his pace. "Oh fuck, Adam, right there," Adam kept his pace but focused more on pounding the spot every time the same.
Ty moaned loudly. At that point he was practically screaming Adam's name. "Oh fuck, Adam, I'm gonna cum, oh my god."
And he did. With a final scream he came on his abdomen. Soon after, Adam came, too. He sloppily kissed Ty and pulled up his boxers. Once he was dressed, he helped Ty.
"I love you, so fucking much."
"I love you too, babe."