The writer and the Delinquent - Boyxboy

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WARNING this chapter has very mature content between two of age males(they're both 18). Its hella NSFW.
If you like, go on.
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I didnt know his name until a few days ago. And now, before i knew it, we are in a room and he's on top of me. How the heck did this happen?

I remember asking one of my friends at college about him, and of course i was intrigued, but i didnt think things would escalate this quickly.

He is told to be a delinquent. He always ditches class and never does work, but apparently he is actually really smart. He was said to be a big science nerd when he was in middle school. Then he got tired of being relied on for everything, so he became someone no one would expect anything from.

He has piercings all over his body. He also apparently has one on his dick. I heard that from someone who had had sex with him once. He was an asshole. I never really liked him and i didnt like that he was spreading stuff around about him, but it seemed like he didnt really care that things were being spread about him. He was careless like that. And that intrigued me. The fact that he didnt care about society and rumours and just everything. But i never knew he would have any interest in someone like me.

Im a writer and spend a lot of my time in the library reading books to motivate me and to give me ideas of what to write, i have hardly any friends and im also said to be a teachers pet.

Why would he show any interest in me? Or maybe he doesnt, maybe he just wants some action. I had known he was gay, (hence the guy that was spreading rumours around, (but i also guess it backfired on him because people started to question why they fucked in the first place. Lol sucked in asshole.))

Im not saying this guy is a slut and only wants in for sex, but it might be the case with me. Like, i dont find myself good looking. Is it my body? I mean i do go to the gym every now and then, but im not that fit, not part-of-the-football-team fit anyway, so why? It has to be the only reason, right? Well no use dwelling, focus on whats happening!

His legs are either side of me, shirt unbuttoned and in his underwear. I look down and i can see his hard on, heat in my face rising. He is holding my arms above my head with one hand, the other hand is flat on my cloth-less chest. Where is my shirt?! And where are my pants?!?!? Why am i almost naked?!?!?!?!?!? And why are we both hard??I'm very fucking confused!!!?!

My face flushed and i force myself to look away from his body, for my own erection has become blatantly obvious. I become startled when i hear his voice, a small chuckle, and then i feel him move.

I moan, feeling pressure against my member. I look up at him, his face slightly red, definitely not as red as mine, he had a cheeky little smirk and his eyes were lidded, his face showed nothing but amusement.

He continued to place pressure on my dick, rolling his hips into mine, earning a moan out of me, a little louder this time.

I grit my teeth trying to quieten myself in case there was someone around, wherever we are. My legs squirm under him due to the pleasure hes giving me, panting hard through my nose. He then bends down and suddenly his face is in front of mine.

My eyes open wide, surprised. Ive never seen him this close before, his eyes are beautiful. He has a perfectly perky nose with a stud in it, and his lips look so good. They look soft and a little...wet? Or should i say...shiny? Like he puts chapstick on or something...does he?

He catches me staring at his lips and i see him smile. My face flushes and i look him in the eyes. He says something, i dont really catch it because its too quiet too hear, but i lose interest in trying to figure out what he said, for i was more occupied in his lips pressing against mine.

His lips feel so soft and plump. He slightly moves his lips against mine, then he opens his mouth and licks my bottom lip. It startles me and i jolt back, moving away.

He had stopped grinding against me sometime ago. I hadnt realised, but it was probably a while ago. He frowns a little, a little disappointed.

"S-sorry..i was just a little startled. I...i dont really know you that much is all.." I explain to him. His face churns and finally gives me a confused face.

"What does it matter if we know each other or not?" I get the feeling this is exactly what i was thinking it was. I knew it, he is only here to fuck me.

My face drops and he notices, for his brows furrow in concern.
"I mean, i dont need to know all the smaller things, the less important things, to know that this is true love!" He exclaims. It confuses me. 'True love'? What does he mean?

He places one of his hands on my face, caressing my cheek. His smile, its so loving. I have a feeling that this is real, that he isnt pretending. Like this is the real deal, i have found my love after searching and searching. I finally understand. I feel so much more relieved now that i understand, he loves me. And i have a feeling i love him too. I dont know him, but i dont need to. Not to know this is love. True love.

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Oh how naive of him >:)
Thanks for reading the first chapter, I just reread this and edited it after a long time, like two years, and I'm actually not cringing that much?? Maybe I'm just a very simple human being, I mean it's very horny just like BLEH HAVE THIS PORN straight away but meh.

Also I'm not surprised people are actually reading this, thanks btw

K bye enjoy the next chapter
-ya boy, Sora