Whatever oneshots •Boyf riends•

Hot day [smut]

Y'all nasty
You kept asking for smut

Well, my friends
I too am nasty
(Seriously I've read a lot of Boyf riends smut on Wattpad and ao3 I think I have a pROBLEM-)

Well anyway
thatsmolnoodle_ asked for me to write a bj and it took me weeks until I finally figured out how on earth I'm gonna set this up
So Heere you go,,,
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For some reason, New Jersey had become Arizona because boy was it hot.

Like we're talking way too hot that everyone wants to die hot.

Currently Michael and Jeremy were suffering together, well planned to anyway, Michael was coming to Jeremy's house with promised popsicles for them. Jeremy whined, using one of those toy fans you find in Walmart probably. Jeremy was only in a black singlet, and blue shorts, with his cardigan around him. And he bet his best friend would be in just the same with his hoodie, Michael Mell seemed to never leave his hoodie behind no matter what the weather was.

Michael suddenly ran into Jeremy's room, panting as he quickly handed Jeremy a pink popsicle. 'Why the rush?' Jeremy had asked before he released the popsicles were both melting, fast. Shit! 'Never mind I see now, by the way thanks.' Jeremy said quickly, mentally debating how the hell he was gonna keep this popsicle from not melting that fast.

Michael sat down, and Jeremy took a quick glance at him. Jeremy was right, Michael did have his hoodie wrapped around his waist, wearing a white top and gray kakis. 'No prob,' Michael breathed 'god this heat is killing me.' He groaned, taking the whole popsicle in his mouth to stop melted popsicle juice(?) getting everywhere. It would be sticky, like when you accidentally spill your sprite and it's all sticky and ugh.

Jeremy nodded in agreement, 'It's like it's a hundred degrees outside.' He eyed the popsicle, and most of the leaking was coming from the top. So he gave a lick at the top of the popsicle, tilting it up so he could suck some of the melted goods. Jeremy felt eyed on him, but he focused more on the melting stick that he was sucking.

He felt some liquid melt onto this fingers, so jeremy tilted it against to lick from the bottom of the top. The popsicle tasted nice, it was like a berry flavour. Raspberry or strawberry? He couldn't tell, and was too busy to ask Michael yet.
He quickly took all of the popsicle and hummed in delight, that was until he heard a choking noise. He looked up and saw Michael heaving and pressing his wrist to his lips as his popsicle melted in his hand.

Jeremy pulled off the popsicle, and laughed nervously. 'Dude, you good?' He asked his choking, red faced friend.

'Erm... Yeah, just... guess it' Michael wheezed, turning to Jeremy 'guess it went down the wrong pipe or something.' Michael chuckled nervously.

Jeremy hummed turning back to the popsicle, 'Atleast you're okay.' He began licking the popsicle again. Michael almost choked again. Dear god, this boy was really out to get him today.

'Sweet Jesus Micha, are you sure you're okay? You didn't even have the popsicle that time!' Jeremy protested as he tilted his head and looked at Michael in pure worry. 'Must be having bad luck, today. Or something.' Michael chuckled nervously, trying to reassure his friend.

Michael gulped, his gay panic getting worse as his already semi-hard erection was growing more excited anytime Jeremy licked the popsicle. He just had to be super aroused right now, and he didn't know if he should thank the hot weather for blessing him with this hot situation or be mad that it's cursed him with the worst gay panic in history.