Smile (Gay one shots)

Septiplier (Just a Bj)

I sighed as I threw myself down on the couch. Pax is great. But the hotel rooms usually suck. All day, Jack, Ethan, and Tyler have dragged me around this city. But I'm surprisingly not tired. I couldn't stop thinking about what had happened though.

We had been sitting in a resteraunt, Jack was beside me, and Tyler and Ethan sat across from us. And just as the waiter left our table, I felt his hand on my thigh, slowly trailing towards my cock. I pushed his hand away of course and shot him a glare.

I'm not sure if I like him. In fact, I'm pretty sure I'm straight. I sighed, feeling myself growing hard from the thought of what would've happened if I didn't stop him.

Just as I started unbuttoning my jeans, came a knock at the door. "It's unlocked!" I frowned, hurrying to button my pants back up.

Jack opened the door shyly, staring at the ground. He had a huge bruise on his arm. "Jack. What the fuck happened?" I sighed.

"T-Tyler beat me up."

"What?"

"Tyler beat me up. I-I told him something I shouldn't have." He sighed.

"What'd you tell him? If you don't mind me asking."

"Mark. Promise you won't judge me."

"I promise on my fucking life." I chuckled.

"I'm gay. And when I told him... He wasn't very accepting." He sighed. I felt rage building in the back of my mind.

"Which room is his?"

"He was staying with me." He sighed.

"Well fuck. You can stay with me. I'll go get your bags."

"Thanks, Mark."

"No problem. Anything for a friend." I smiled. I was still hard.

Jack's POV

I sighed as he closed the door behind him. My arm still hurt. He had grabbed me, so tight it'd bruised almost immediately, dragged me to the door, shoved me on the ground, and locked me out.

I sat lazily onto the couch. The room was silent except for the bear silent sound of the heater in the corner.

The door opened.

"Sorry for making you wait. We argued for a while."

"It's fine. By the way... I'm sorry about earlier."

He chuckled quietly in response as he closed the door. We soon fell into an awkward silence. He sat down on the bed and grabbed the remote, turning on the tv.

Wheel Of Fortune. Boring. But at least it broke the silence.

I was ignoring his eyes on me, trying to pay attention to the show.

"Jack." He sighed.

"What?" I glanced over at him.

He was blushing. And... hard. "You wanna... you know..." He said awkwardly. "Like... Suck me off?"

"Is this a joke?" I blushed.

"Suprisingly not."

"Then. Sure I guess." I chuckled awkwardly, getting up and sitting beside him on the bed. "C-can I kiss you?"

"Yeah." He blushed.

I smirked as I pressed my lips to his passionately. He deepened the kiss. I unbuttoned his jeans as I parted the kiss.

I pulled them down just enough for his cock to spring up. I stared at it. It's huge. He bit his lip as I dropped to my knees. I took him in my mouth.

He tasted sweet, and salty at the same time. I wasn't hard and I was really hoping I wouldn't be by the end of this.

I ran my tounge over his slit and forced myself to take more of him, bobbing my head.

He moaned softly as he hit the back of my throat. He started thrusting into my mouth. I couldn't breath easily through all the movement. I took him out of my mouth and took a split second to catch my breath.

I took only the tip back in for a moment before slowly sliding down his shaft, pressing my tounge to him. He was slowly becoming a moaning mess. His breathing quickened. I bobbed my head faster.

"Fuck S-Sean, I'm gonna cum~"

I hummed, sending vibrations down his cock as his hips jutted and he came down my throat. I pulled away and swallowed as some dripped from the corner of my mouth. I wiped it away.

He panted as he redressed himself. "Damn." He chuckled.

I smirked in response. "Better than you expected?"

"Way better. You know, you should come around more often." He laughed. I kissed him on the cheek. "Do you want me to return the favor?" He blushed.

"If you want."

He was hesitant. I could tell he was kinda nervouse. I sat down on the bed as he got to his knees. He pulled my shorts off, taking my underwear with them.

He stared for a moment before taking me in his mouth, trying to deep throat me immediately. He gagged and pulled back. Only taking the tip in and slowly getting used to it.

The pleasure was driving me crazy. I forced myself to keep from thrusting into his mouth. He pressed his tounge against me as he bobbed his head as fast as he could.

He was clearly trying to copy what I did. And somehow doing better.

I was doing every thing I could not to come so early. "M-Mark. I'm close."

He didn't stop. Shivers flew down my spine as I gave in and released down his throat, watching as it dripped out the corner of his mouth, swallowing the rest as he wiped it away.

I bit my lip as he stood up and took his shirt off. "You wanna sleep with me, or on the couch?"

"With you."

He nodded and slid on some baggy sweat pants. (Is that what they call them in the US??)

I slipped my shirt off and put my underwear back on. "Mark I suggest you brush your teeth. You'll taste it all night if you don't."

"Okay." He sighed, grabbing his tooth brush and toothpaste from his bag before heading into the bathroom. I went not long after him, peeing, washing my hands, brushing my teeth, and heading back out.

He was watching TV when I stepped back out. It was the only light in the room. I yawned as I sat down beside him and leaned against the headboard.

He grinned lazily and leaned on my shoulder. "You've really gotta come around more often."

"Oh trust me. I plan on it."

"I love you." He yawned as he turned the Tv off and shuffled down into the covers.

"I love you too."

He rolled over and wrapped his arms around me, falling asleep spooning, and waking up facing eachother.