Arrogant Boys // Lashton Smut

Arrogant Boys

Two boys who are so conceited that the two of them constantly brag about their achievements and awards. Arrogant boys who won't accept losing to each other. 

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"Irwin!" Mrs. Bautista shouted, "A+!" The whole class cheered for the boy, who arrogantly stood up from his chair then grabbed his paper from the professor, who had a proud expression on her face.

"Hemmings!" She recited another surname. "Another A+!" Again, the class applauded. He got the paper from his teacher with a smug look on his face. 

Ashton Irwin, he was known as the Team Captain of Soccer. He consistently had good grades, never below the mark A. He struggles to be on top of everything, especially the academic ladder, to make his parents proud. He constantly brags about him being the top of their class, but ever since Luke Hemmings transferred to his school, they have been continuously battling for the top position.

Luke Hemmings was the Star Quarterback of their Football team. Girls were always swooning over him, especially when he bites his lip ring. Like Ashton, they never had a grade below A. Without the need to even read a single paragraph from his textbook, he always perfects or gets one mistake to his exams. He's that good, but he couldn't be number one without a challenge. 

Ashton and Luke were always seen arguing. Arguing about who's better, or who's greater, who's more attractive, who's a better kisser, everything. Everything about being better than the other one. They were never seen together in a peaceful manner, you have to be dreaming when you see them not bickering like a couple.

Sometimes, they were always assumed to be a couple. Both of the boys would blush a deep hue of crimson before quickly muttering some words about how they despise each other so much. Then they would resume arguing about today's quiz, or how many girls have come to them and asked for their numbers.

From another person's point of view, whenever you see them argue, you would automatically assume they're a couple. Their chemistry aside, they both look like they came out from a modelling magazine. Plus, they were always seen together. Always at each other's side, bickering, of course. Arguing over petty and trivial things.

One day, Mrs. Bautista announced the score of their test and both of the boys got A+. So what do they do? Argue, of course.

"I got an A+. I'm better than you," Ashton smugly said, his arms crossed on his chest.

"Well guess what, Irwin. I got an A+ too!" Luke replied with the same manner.

"I only got one mistake, though. So I'm still better," Ashton stuck out his tongue.

"Me too!' Luke rescued himself.

"I'm still better than you! Your team lost at your game, while mine won!" Ashton said.

"They won by one point, so still! Yours won by a single point, too, so it's just your luck that you scored one more goal before the game ended!" Luke disagreed, already feeling quite annoyed because Ashton had to brought up the embarrassing game that they lost.

"Blah blah blah. Your team sucks!" Ashton shouted, and to say Luke was angry is an understatement.

Luke grabbed Ashton by his neck and carried him towards the nearest janitor's closet. Once they're inside, Luke pushed Ashton to the wall, trapping him between the wall and Luke's muscular body.

"Your team sucks!" Ashton repeated his statement, which made Luke fume in anger. Luke pushed Ashton farther into the wall, their bodies flush against each other.

"Say that again, Irwin. I dare you to say that again!" Their bodies were creating friction, their crotches subconsciously rubbing against each other. Despite Ashton's attempt to not get a raging boner, his dick had a mind of it's own and it immediately became hard.