Shawn sat bolt uptight as the pounding on his door happened for the third time that night. He'd had enough, he leaped out of bed and threw the dorm room door open and stopped, his mouth hanging nearly agape. In his hallway stood nonother than Trent Rider, the school hot guy, and his ex.
"what Trent?" Shawn asks angrily, "why have you been pounding on my door every half hour?"
Trent cocks his eyebrow like he doesn't have a care in the world, he ignores the question, "Awe man someone's pissy today, I've missed that about you... you're irrational mood swings." he shoulders passed Shawn and tosses himself carelessly onto his bed, "Have you got anything to eat in here?" he asks nonchalantly
"No. Why are you here?" Shawn demands, getting straight to the point,
"I already told you, I missed you!" He sticks his bottom lip out into a pout and stands up and backs Shawn against the not even fully closed door "I can stop if you really want me to," Trent continues all pouty like,
Shawn shivered a little and put his hands out on Trent's chest "You've gotten me all flustered you have to let me think" Shawn manages to breath out, his voice shaking.
"Okay, take your time" Trent mumbles as he moves Shawn's hands down to his hips, he fixes Shawns face with an innocent stare and takes a tiny step closer, Shawn tightens his grip on Trent's hips and presses his lips tightly together.
"Fuck this," Shawn whispers to himself and shoves Trent away, backward, towards the bed. "I've missed you too you jackass" Shawn growls in Trent's ear as he pushes him onto the bed and swings his leg over Trent's hips.
Trent tips his head back and Shawn immediately starts nibbling on his neck, Trent lets out a sharp breath and snakes his hand under Shawn's shirt and grips onto his back.
"You better quit teasing me" Trent murmurs dangerously, he feels Shawn smile against his neck and whisper in his ear "Wow, aren't you antsie today" Trent rolls his eyes and grabs one of Shawn's wrists and moves their hands down to the tightened edge of Trent's boxers and jeans. Shawn is just as antsie to feel Trent again Shawn didn't even hesitate before undoing Trent's belt and zipper and sliding his hand under the layers of tight fabric. Trent's gasps filled Shawn's ears instantly, his pre-cum was dripping over Shawns fingers before he even had the opportunity to slide his hand,
"you're going to slow" Trent whimpered quietly, his body was aching.
"You just have to be patient baby," Shawn responded as he tugged Trent's pants and boxers down over his hips, his hard member slipped up and bounced against his stomach. Shawn grabbed it around the base and slowly worked his hand up, letting his fingers brush over Trent's slightly dripping tip. He quickly increased the phase, Trent was a moaning mess and soon he was whispering, "I'm close, I'm getting so close, I'm going to cum..." he trails off whispering and shifting, his hands gripping onto the bedsheets, Shawn quickly moved his hand up and down, making sure to brush the tip of Trent's member with his thumb each time and giving an ever so slight twist, just like he knew Trent loved, Shawn went even faster and began to leave hickey on Trent's neck
"fuck Shawn plea--" but he was cut short by his own orgasm, cum dripped onto his stomach and hip bones and ran down Shawn's hand, "Fuck Shawn, why did we stop doing this" he asks, cracking his eyes open and giving Shawn the look that he remembered so well, to fishing the job Shawn ran a wandering tongue down Trent's stomach and cleaned him up and proceeded to lay down next to him on the bed,
"I don't know, but I miss it quite a bit," and they both began to doze.
