•• the one where •• •• Alvaro is tired of being second choice ••
Smut Warning
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Third Person POV
Alvaro wrapped his legs tighter around Mattia's waist, rocking up with the movement of Mattia's body. The taller boy slid in and out of Alvaro with ease, the shorter digging his nails into Mattia's back.
"Fuck Aloe, you're so pretty." Mattia whispered as he stared into Alvaro's blown out eyes. Mattia watched the boys face, how his mouth was open and he was panting, how his nose crunches up every time he clenched around Mattia's length, the sweat dripping down his forehead. All of it, Mattia truly thought he was beautiful.
But mattia couldn't be with him. Because Mattia is straight.
In Mattia's mind, it's only gay if you actually like boys. And mattia didn't like boys, he just liked sex. Or at least that's what he told himself.
Alvaro screamed out as Mattia hit his prostate repeatedly, fucking into the younger boy relentlessly. Alvaro's hands wrapped tightly around Mattia's neck, pulling himself further into the taller boys chest, him drilling deeper into the younger boys spot.
"I'm c-clo-close t-tia." Alvaro stuttered as he buried his face into Mattia's neck, kissing the area softly and all over. Alvaro dug his nails into Mattia's back, sliding them down and leaving bright red streaks in his wake. Mattia groaned at the pain, throwing his head back. Alvaro bit down on Mattia's neck as he got closer and closer to reaching his high.
"I love you Tia." Alvaro said in the taller boys eat, kissing just below it as his body rocked into Mattia's. Mattia just fucked him harder, his chest tightening bat the words the boy used.
"I know Aloe, I know." Mattia said, his thrusts becoming sloppier. Alvaro screamed out as he released, his seed spilling all over the stomachs and chests of the two boys. Mattia's arms, once holding him above the shorter boy, slowly wrapped around the back of Alvaro, pulling him into Mattia's chest. Mattia finally released, filling up the smaller boy, making him whimper. Mattia thrusted a few more times, milking his orgasm completely. Mattia fell against Alvaro, his arms still holding the boy tightly against him. Alvaro's hands were drifting through Mattia's hair gently, pushing the strands away from his sweaty forehead. Alvaro just watched Mattia com down from his high, admiring the way he felt the rise and fall of the taller boy's chest against his own.
Alvaro has been in love with Mattia since sophomore year of high school. They were now freshmen in college. This arrangement had been going on for a little over a year, and Alvaro wanted to stop it, he really did. But he couldn't. He could never bring himself to deny Mattia. The taller was so good at getting what he wanted, he was relentless. Alvaro felt so dirty once the moments they spent together came to an end, and he almost always ended up crying in the shower, trying to rid his skin of the disgusting feeling that washed over him,
