Janiel Oneshots (Discontinued...Again)

23. Good Boy Gone Bad (Angst/Smut)

(Daniel's POV)

People call him the goody-two-shoes, the brainiac, the know-it-all. The boy who makes the honor roll year after year, the boy who wins all the scholarships. This boy's name is Joey Graceffa. Joey looks like a stereotypical nerd. The type of nerd you'd see in an eighties or nineties movie. Thick black-rimmed glasses, plaid button-ups with striped or polka-dotted bowties. His belts have rainbow pins in the unused holes. He's a typical nerd...to the blind. But if you peel away the curtain, you'll see the real him. When his parents close the door, he opens the window and jumps out to meet up with his boyfriend. When people see him enter the library, they don't notice him escaping to the hidden courtyard where his boyfriend is already waiting. His double life is a well-kept secret, however, some people have caught him sneaking around. When they try telling others, no one believes them. Because there is no way nerdy Joey is sneaking around with bad influences. More specifically, bad influence Daniel Preda. Me, also known as his boyfriend.

Before we began sneaking around, Joey was a full-on nerd. He'd come to my house late at night and tell me all about his school awards and achievements. I could tell he was growing sick and tired of it all. Every day, he'd go on and on but his eyes weren't bright. They looked dull and bored as if he'd rather not be talking about the things he was telling me about. When I would change the subject, he looked relieved and was more talkative. The whole time, however, I was focusing on his lips and his chest. I remember a time he was wearing black suspenders and an all-white button up. His jeans were faded blue with multiple pins on the pockets. To anyone else, he'd look nerdy and unattractive. But to me, I just wanted to fuck him then and there. Especially when he would be irritated and start messing up his slightly gelled hair, making it look as if he just woke up or was just royally fucked. His hair mixed with his dark-rimmed glasses and rosy pink lips drove me insane.

Everybody has a dark side, and I'm happy to be a part of Joey's dark side. Around me, Joey is very sexual. Always touching me in the lower regions, tracing my tattoos and kissing the places he knows would drive me insane. These are the reasons I keep asking him to meet me either late at night or in the secluded courtyard.

When Joey is dressed in his preppy nerd outfit, he looks so cute. And yet at the same time, I just want to rip off his plaid shirt and khakis and fuck him in the middle of the hallway. But he's supposed to be the innocent and sweet nerd. But oh boy do his glasses turn me on. Especially during the times when he'd wear them when we fuck, and the glass fogs up. Jesus, I'm getting turned on just thinking about it.

As I'm walking to class, I receive a text from Joey. "Feeling horny. Meet me in the courtyard." Oh thank god, I've been trying to suppress my boner all damn day. "Be there in 2 minutes." Turning on my heel, I bolt down the hallway. Joey is waiting at the entrance of the courtyard with a hand down his pants. "What took you so -- oh who cares, get over here." Grabbing the collar of my jacket, Joey pulls me into our secret place.

Pushing me against the door, Joey kisses me hotly. I feel his hands push down my shirt, unbuttoning it with no hesitance. He lowers to his knees, pulling down my pants and boxers. His lips were wrapped around me before I had a chance to take off my shirt. "Fuck you're so good at that." He pulls away and steps out of his pants. "Just fuck me already, Preda." Joey turns around, bending over and spreading his ass open. "Already prepped?" He nods "I've been fingering myself every morning just to be prepared for you." Picturing Joey fingering himself in my mind was driving me insane. I grab his hips, lining my dick up with his awaiting hole. I don't give Joey a chance to breathe before I'm ramming into him. He moans loudly, his head thrown back and eyes screwed shut. His body shifts, his hands gripping the picnic table in front of him. I know it's extremely dangerous to go bareback every time we fuck, but like, what school just has condoms laying around? No one knows we fuck here, no one ever fucks at school.