𝘾𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙪𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙇𝙪𝙫 [𝘐𝘵 𝘍𝘢𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘤]

𝐟𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧.

A/N Fuck it, it's going to get really temply in here. Smut ladies and gents. Like smut smut. You have been warned.

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Months have passed, bringing them to the brink of summer. They finally graduated from high school and were on their way to college. Stan was still with Bill because he was too much of a chicken to break up with him. Rich and Stan were now somewhat exclusive. Richie even called himself Stan's mistress sometimes. They had never done anything other than a quick 'handy' or a 'blowie' as Richie would call them, but Richie wanted to get farther than that today.

Stan was sitting at the desk in his room doing some online studying on his computer as Richie laid on his bed. Richie soon got up and seductively strode over to Stan even though he knew Stan couldn't see him. When he was behind Stan he leaned down to be level with Stan and draped his arms over his shoulder.

"Hey, baby." Richie whispered into his ear and set a kiss on his neck. "Not right now, Chee, I'm busy." Stan lazily waved him off and continued to click away at the keys on his computer. Richie sighed before nibbling Stan's earlobe for a bit. "Please, Stanley?" he questioned lowly. Stan sighed softly, not taking his eyes away from the computer. "Rich, i blew you yesterday i'm not doing that again today-"

"I didn't say you had to do that."

"So what do you want then?" Stan asked, not really trying to listen as he attempted to study.

"You, Stanley. I want you. All of you."

That was what it took for Stan to look away from his computer with an eyebrow raise. "Wait, so you-" Richie cut him off with a simple nod. "Wait, you're a bottom?" Stan asked, making Richie sigh. "Switch, actually. C'mon Stan, we don't have all day." Richie rushed out, grabbing Stan's hand and pulling him up and toward the bed. When Richie worked on unbuttoning Stan's shirt Stan pushed him away a little. "What about my parents?" Stan whispered. "They're downstairs bickering about something stupid, probably. Don't worry, it's not like they'll just walk in. I locked the door behind me when you first let me in." Richie reassured. Stan was a little hesitant, but he wasn't going to turn down this opportunity. 

Richie pushed Stan back gently on the bed and went to straddle his waist as he continued to unbutton Stan's shirt. When it was unbuttoned Stan sat up a bit to take it off and helped Richie take his off in the process, knocking Richie's glasses crooked. Richie fixed his glasses then leaned in to kiss Stan, the kiss seeming hungry and urgent. Stan moaned softy into the kiss once Richie ground his hips down on his half hard dick. Richie then got off of Stan to take his pants and boxers off, Stan taking the hint and getting up to do the same. 

When they were both completely naked they froze and their faces flushed as they eyed each other. They had never seen each other completely naked so they were trying to look at each other for as long as they could. Stan's thoughts were interrupted, however, by Richie pulling out a condom and some lube from his small backpack he brought since he was staying the night. "Jesus, you really thought this out, didn't you?" Stan jokingly asked, causing the raven-haired man to chuckle. "Yep. Went to the sex store last night and picked up some things we could use while we still have time together. What can I say, I like to stay prepared." He admitted, causing Stan to chuckle for a moment, but then the atmosphere of the room changed. 'While we still have time together' hit them both extremely hard. It was silent for a moment, but the silence was killed after Richie let out a short choked sob.

Stan quickly pulled Richie into a hug, rubbing his back in small circles. "Fucking college, man. You're gonna be on the other side of the fucking world. What will I do without you?" Richie cried out into Stan's shoulder. Stan had told Richie before everyone else about him getting accepted in one of the best colleges in California and everyone was happy for him, but Richie. Sure, he was happy Stan was going to get a good education and probably some good money when he grows up, but they had went to the same schools as each other since elementary. This was the boy who helped him up when he feel down. The boy who let him stay at his house whenever his parents were fighting. The boy he loves. He can't imagine how his life will be when he can see him face to face anymore. When he can't even hug him anymore. Richie doesn't ever really cry, but just thinking about that makes him cry like a newborn baby.