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( *sings this part lol* MASHTONNNN SMUTTTT)

Michael's P.O.V.

*FLASHBACK*

When truth or dare ended and i had a talk with Rocky i decided fuck it i'll go tell Ashton, ok now I'm super nervous, i know he's gay but what if he doesn't like me, wait there he is.

Without thinking i reach for Ashton's arm which startles him a little "Ash, can i talk to you?" a lloud son came on just as i aid it damnit ugh Ashton didn't hear me so i gestured to go outside.

"Yea mike?" Ashton looked at me happily, must be slightly drunk, here goes nothing "ummm i kinda have liked you for a while and ummm you know how my parenst are against gays and all that but i am gay and...im not sure where im going with this conver...." suddenly i felt Ashton's lips on mine, he tasted of beer.

"You go around making everyone thinking your a bad boy but you obey your parents? awe poor little petal" Ashton whispered and smirked, he couldn't even stand still, with his warm breath on my neck he continued "we could do it you know, but your parents don't have to know, it could be our secret....i'll keep you my dirty little secret" Ashton began to sing to himself.

We walked back inside, i was breathing heavily, drink makes Ashton confident, even about his sexuality and i? i was nervous about this.

"I've never done it in a bathroom before" Ashton whispered, i wasnt sure if he was talking to me or himself but we headed to the bathroom and walked inside, locking the door behind us.

Without a word Ashton started stripping, nervously i did the same. unable to look at Ashton for the fear of him catching me looking i stepped into the shower and turned it on, as the water heated up i felt hands on my waist, as i lokked back at him he kissed me again, it was just a kiss but it felt better than having sex with a girl,well because i felt pressured to be with the girl in the first place and i had to keep up the act of being a bad boy, it kinda helped tho with the bad boy thing because i didnt get attached to girls anyway.

I turned around and the kiss deepened, my back against the wall, my hands on Ashton's muscley arms "one question" i broke the kiss " how does it even work" the water seemed to sobber Ashton up a bit since he wasn't wobbling anymore.

He turned me around again and whispered in my ear "it goes a little like this" my eyes widen as i felt his finger poke gently at my hole "then a lot like this" i sqeezed my eyes as i felt a long finger slide in, then it slided out and back in again, i was sore already and gritted my teeth " give it a minute babe" Ashton said to comfort me, his pace got faster and i adjusted to his finger.

As i relaxed he inserted another one, aw man i just got used to it, i squirm as two fingers strech me open.

I admit i felt a little empty when he took his fingers out and then i felt something else poke at me.....oh shittttt this is it, i'd pay to see my parents reaction to walk in, with their gay-hating asses to see their secretly gay son getting it in the ass.

I bit my lip as Ashton entered me a little, then shoved in, paused, shoved in a little move and paused, see if i did this before i'd consider it teasing but now im greatful that he didnt just ram me in one go,  we both sighed happily Ashton got fully in. he pulled out a little and came back in again, a soft gentle rhythm, my breathing increased and soon his pace increased, next thing you know we're moaning, thers a sloppy sound as his balls keep hitting off me, so i reach down take hold of them even tho their kinda moving and massage his balls the best i could, Ashton started moaning louder, i used my other hand to wank myself off.

Ashton; thrust got sloppy, he was gonna cum, "fuck...." Ashton gasped, i felt warm liquid fill me up and Ashton leaned his weight on me, i couldn't hold him and we slipped to a heap on the floor, heavy panting was the only sound.

Ashton looked over to see my hard on, i didn't cum yet, his hand reached over and i rested my head on his shoulder, moaning into his neck as he finshed me off.

When i came my hand gripped his hip, i think i left a few scratches.

We dryed off, cleaned up and got dressed, falling alseep together in a spare room,

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