It Must've Been The Wind (COMPLETED)

Exposed (18+)

The next morning, Fiat snuggles against the older boy. "Oaujun. He wakes the boy up." Oaujun rolls over, putting an arm around the smaller boy. "It's going to be six soon. We're going to be late." Oaujun shot up from the bed after knowing the time. It'd probably take about twenty minutes from here to Tawan's house.

"Why didn't you wake me up earlier?" Oaujun looks at the smaller boy.

"You look too comfortable that I didn't want to wake you up." Fiat confesses, "Also I have something annoying that didn't want to go away after a while."

Oaujun looks at him, lifting a brow. "Oh? Isn't too soon?" Fiat looks away, the lust for the older boy is real and he didn't know what to do about it. He wants his Oaujun back.

"I mean..."

Oaujun gives him a soft smile and pulls the duvet away. "I'll just help you, we don't have enough time for the full set." Oaujun pulls off Fiat's pants, throwing them to the floor. It's been a while since he's seen the boy's cock. It's already leaking from Oaujun's touch.

Oaujun licks the bead of precum off the head, causing the smaller boy to shiver under his touch. He sucks onto the head while his finger slowly slides into the younger boy, causing him arch his body to the sensation. "Jun." Fiat moans out.

Fiat's body twitches when Oaujun presses against a certain spot inside of him. The older boy knows him well, too well. He knows where to reach to put him into a lustful bliss. Fiat grabs onto the bed sheet, letting Oaujun know that he's going over.

Oaujun reaches his other hand, pinching Fiat's nipple lightly. The younger boy gasp for air, overwhelm with pleasureful sensation. Oaujun pulls Fiat's cock out of his mouths as the younger boy starts to squirt ropes of liquid onto his body.

Oaujun can feel the boy trembling as he pulls out his finger. He takes off his shirt and wipes off the cum off Fiat's body. "I'm going to shower. Make sure be ready to shower when I'm done." Oaujun shakes his head, laughing at the smaller boy. Fiat rolls around the bed with his face heating up. He misses this kind of sensation, the kind of love he gets from the older boy. He's the only one that cleans up after him. It was so strong that he completely forgotten about Matt situation.

Singto opens up his drawer, taking his pack of cigarettes. Krist smacks his hand, causing the pack to fall. "Quit smoking." Krist scolds him. Singto pulls his hand, rubbing the pain away. "Your parents didn't send you to school to smoke. Not to mention that you're going to shorten your life span."

"But that's how I release my stress." Singto explains.

"Find a better way." Krist scolds him.

"Then maybe there's another cigarette I can suck on." Singto hooks his pinky onto the boy's finger.

"No." Krist scolds him again, rolling his eyes. "Come on, we have to go. Prem is already waiting down stairs with Tutah."

"Fine." Singto pouts his lips.

"That's not going to work." Krist shakes his head, refusing to admit that the boy looks really adorable with he pouts.

Tawan waves his arm at the oncoming car, knowing that it was his senior's. Prem winds down the window. "Do you guys want to put anything in my car? We have plenty of space." He offers the younger boy.

Tawan puts his head into the window, asking the rest of juniors. He pulls it out. "No. Everything is good. Is Singto with you?"

"Yeah."

Tawan nods, "You lead the way."

Prem gives him a nod before winding up back the window.

Tutah turns around, "You sure you alright, riding in the car with us? You're not afraid that we will rag you?"