• side-note, this'll be written in- third person.
also, I say mum instead of mom so! yeah.
and they are a bit older than their original age because of the explicit themes here and there.
Stanley's hands grazed the raggedy blanket that hovered over his laps. He was distracted, staring off into the distance, deep in thought.
What was his mum doing? Is his parents evicted? Did Derek get suspended yet? He didn't know. He hasn't received many letter in a while- but he let it slide. He had to focus on the deal reasons he was here- and right now, he was suppose to be doing something important.
What was it?
Shit.
Zero. Right.
The larger man's body shifted and his head cocked to eye the smaller boy, whom was staring upon a thin piece of paper. He seemed to have been thinking too. It took Stanley a few moments to shift closer, considering how small these benches were. He sat directly next to his friend, looming over his shoulder. Turns out, the paper wasn't all that blank. All that empty. It has meaning. It had words- well. It had letters. It read, 'ABCD... E.... F..'
Zero seemed to be a bit annoyed that he couldn't remember the letter. They've been reviewing this for a week. He calmed himself though. Stanley sighed, which came out a bit more angered than he intended it too.
"No- see, its ABCDEDF- and G."
He wrote the G on the paper."And try to write smaller, I don't have a lot of paper."
Zero's head twitched a little, and he thought again. He wrote down on the paper once again.
'H......I....K....P.."
Stanley shook his head. He fixed his mistakes on the page, and was going to speak again but stopped. He heard a sniffle.
Zero's head dropped to his laps, his dark hair casting over his face. Beneath it, tears dripped onto his jumpsuit. He put his hands on his cheeks, then moved them up to tug at his hair. He let out quiet sobs. He had no reason to shut up his mind around Stanley. He wasn't like the others.
Stanley helps them.
Stanley perked up immediately, shock appeared. He never thought he would be seeing Zero cry— ever. He felt like ass, he must've sounded to harsh when he was fixing his mistakes. His hand slowly went to his back, rather awkwardly at first as he rubbed it.
"Zero— it's okay. Your doing great. Everyone forgets things."
"I'm doing shitty." He grumbled out, trying to wipe his tears but to no avail. Stanley grunted, wrapping the arm on his back around him, pulling him into his laps and pushing the table further out by the cots. He turned him in a princess like style, pushing his head carefully into his chest.
It took zero a few moments to register what had happened, but he soon broke into soft sobs once again. He cried into Stanley's chest, gripping onto his jumpsuit. Stanley held him close, playing with his hair, trying to calm him down."It's going to be okay, zero. Your doing great. We all love you a lot."
When zero began to calm down, his head jerked up. He kissed Stanley's cheek softly, despite the grime on it. He rubbed his eyes and got up. Stanley was once again, left in shock. His fingers grazed the spot he was kissed, and his cheeks heated up. He's never even remotely been kissed before— especially from a guy. He didn't know how to feel. Zero probably didn't mean anything by it though.
Zero sat back down in his spot, trying to remember everything. And he did. Stanley slowly came back over, acting as if that didn't happen to save Zero the embarrassment. He scanned the paper that read.
"ABCDEFG, HIJKLMNOP,QRS,TUV,WXYZ"
He was astonished- and proud. Very proud. He smiled down at Zero, who seemed to also be happy when he smiled back. He loved Zero's smile— it filled him with a weird sensation. Shock and admiration?
He wrapped his arms around him again, but this time, he hugged him."Your just full of surprises, hm?" He cooed in his ear, then being dangerously close. He felt Zero cling to the back of his shirt, shifting and pressing into him. He became silent again, but Stanley felt his nod. He didn't know why he done this, but he left a gentle kiss at his neck, and hoisted him up into his arms as he stood."Let's get to bed."
He carried Zero over to his cot, laying him down. He kissed his forehead, feeling the need too. Zero didn't seem to complain, other than."Let's not talk about this to the other guys." To which Stanley complied. He sat down on Zero's bed, rocking his small body to sleep after a while of him being unable to sleep.
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As morning came, Zero and Stanley were inseparable. In mess hall, they sat together. Outside, Zero held up his end of their little deal. He'll dig half of his hole in exchange for him helping him- which was something Stanley was great full for. When they managed to both finish their holes, they went back to reading and writing, but this time, something different happened.
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Zero sat idly in his spot, squirming and moving about. His thighs pressed together, lips drew in an annoyed line. He dropped his pencil and grunted. Stanley looked down at him, then his eyes widened."Uh— Zero your uh— thing is." He stammered, directing in between Zero's legs. Zero nodded slightly and let out a low whine, shifting up against Stanley. He needed something. Stanley thought for a few moments. He wasn't gay, nor was Zero. Maybe he just needed some.. help. He couldn't blame him, being here for so long and not being able to release any tension. He looked around, all of the others weren't nearly close to finished so they wouldn't be able to get caught. He bit his lip.
His hand slid down, putting Zero in his laps. He pulled his waistband of his undergarments and jumpsuit pants down to his knees, slowly. Zero's breath quickened in anticipation,
gripping onto the table in front of them. Stanley's hand wrapped around the base of his member, shakily. He'd done this many times himself back at home, but never to someone else. He kept reminding himself that he was just helping him out.
Zero trembled against his touch, his member twitching ever so slightly. He laid his head back slowly onto his shoulder, soft pants leaving his lips. Stanley's hand slowly slid up and down, stroking the smaller man's cock. He breathed onto Zero's neck, feeling himself get a bit aroused himself. He lapped his tongue at his neck, not being able to contain himself despite how wrong it was. They both had to keep quiet though.
Zero let out soft, quiet mewls of pleasure, lifting his shirt so he'd be more exposed to more pleasure— and Stanley. He couldn't believe he was letting this happen, what had gotten into him? He felt Stanley's free-hand snake over and pinch at one of his nipples.
He moaned lowly at that, spreading his legs as much as he could to give him more room down below."S-Stanley.."
Stanley worked at his cock more, rubbing over the tip occasionally and stroking him much faster. He kissed more along his neck, and spat on both of his hands, rubbing the wetness on his nipple and getting his cock lubed up more. Zero panted a bit more, remaining quiet. He shakes in his hold, rocking his hips with his touch. He was going to cum soon - already.
Stanley grew in his own pants at this, but knew Zero would be tuckered out and awkward afterwards. He kept at his movements, and lifted his mouth when Zero was nearing his orgasm. He lifted the hand on his nipple, turning the smaller boy's head and kissing him, roughly. Zero came in his hand, a lot. Lots of pent up stuff must've finally erupted. He jittered as they made out, riding out his orgasm in his hand. He slowly calmed down, and their lips broke.
"H-Holy shit, man. That was something else." Stanley averted his eyes, glancing around to see they were still alone. He grabbed some tissues and cleaned them up, fixing Zero's clothing.
Zero cuddled up against him after that, wanting to take care of his problem too. And from that point on, they were more-
Than just friends.
