13 Reasons Why / Zalex Story

Bathroom

Slightly smut warning 🚨

Pov. Clay
When I walked down the stairs I thought about what almost happened just a few seconds ago in my room. I probably would have had sex with Justin. My parents greeted me and asked me to help with the groceries.
"Is there a reason why you're here so early today?" that sounded more annoyed as I intended.
"Well your father got a day off and I could leave work earlier because I was there on Saturday, is that a problem?" my mom answered.
"No, no! Not at all. I just wondered."
Then I heard the stairs creek.
"Hey Justin, could you get the last bag of groceries out of the car." my dad said.
Justin nodded and looked at me for a few seconds and then smirked a bit before he walked out of the door.
I wonder what he is thinking. I mean he wanted it too, obviously. I could still feel his cold hands on my stomach and back. I could feel the wet spots on my neck and collarbone... and then I realized. Fuck! There must be tones of hickeys on my body! Oh god...fuck. Did my parents see them!? I put the milk and the cheese in the fridge and then quickly said I needed to use the bathroom and ran upstairs.
I closed the door behind me and walked up to the mirror. "Jesus Justin, what the fuck." I said to myself in a whining tone. There were 5 hickeys on my neck and 2 on my collarbone. I lifted my shirt over my head so I could see better. There was one on my hipbone. When did he do that?! I looked at the red and purple mark on my body and ran my finger over it slowly. I could feel his lips, his tongue and his breath. It felt so good. I need him.

Pov. Justin
I brought in the last paper bag with groceries and helped Mr. & Mrs. Jensen putting them away. Then I realized that Clay was gone. "Hey wasn't Clay here a few minutes ago?" I asked into the room.
"Oh yeah, he needed to use the bathroom, is everything okay with the two of you? You're not fighting, are you?" Clay's mom asked.
"No, everthing is fine. Don't worry about it." I said and went upstairs.
I had to hold back a laugh. I know exactly why he went to the bathroom.
I went up to the door and tried to listen but I didn't hear anything. What is he doing?
I opened the door slowly and there he was standing, shirtless and looking down on himself. Is he looking at my beautiful work? I grinned to myself. He didn't notice me yet so I snuck up behind him and pressed my junk against his butt and at the same time covered his mouth with my hand. He jumped a bit and looked up. Finally he saw me in the mirror. He got out of my embrace, turned around and pushed me slightly. "You fucking asshole. Never do that again." he tried to threaten me.
"Or what?" I said in a seductive tone, while closing the door behind me with my foot. He blushed.
"Nothing, just don't do that, it's fucking creepy dickhead." he said with a slightly shaky voice.
I looked at him and licked my lips.
"Why don't we just pick up where we left off." I answered.
"You mean now?! No, my parents. What if they hear us or worse catch us." he pointed at the door. I snatched his hand out of the air and put his pointer finger in my mouth. I sucked and swirled my tongue around it and he looked at me shocked and aroused. I pulled it out with a pop and got down on my knees. "What-wha-What are you doing?" he stuttered.
"What's it look like?" I pulled down his pants and saw his hardening dick beneath his blue boxers. I looked up at him for a second and he was flushed with red color, but he nodded slightly and with his eyes closed. I stood up real quick to lock the door and then I got back on to my knees. I pulled his boxers down to his ankles and his now rock hard cock was pointing in my direction. At first I took him into my hand and went up and down slowly. Clay's toes curled up and he clawed himself into the sink behind him.
"Please Justin don't tease, I've been waiting for this the whole day." he whined.
"Say that I again, I love hearing you beg." I demanded.
"Please Justin..."
I ran my hand slowly from his shaft up to his tip were I felt the warm precum.
"What should I do Clay?" I said, while I pressed a bit on his tip.
"Please just suck my dick, I'm so fucking horny, I need it so bad."
That's all I wanted. I took him with both hands and put him in my mouth.
"Ohhhh fuck." Clay moaned. I threw my hand up and covered his mouth.
"Shit." Clay whispered.
I continued bobbing my head up and down his penis and swirled my tongue around him which made him go cross eyed. Especially because he wasn't allowed to moan. He tried so bad but I muffled his mouth with my left hand.
I started deepthroating him and he cried out into my hand. I started to swirl my tongue again and that sent him over the edge. He put his hands into my hair and pulled so hard while he was fucking my mouth, riding his orgasm out. When he was done I spat his load into the toilet. He was still shaking and trying to put his pants back on. I smirked and bent down to him. I bit his nipple softly and ruffled his hair. Then I went out of the bathroom.
Pov. Clay
Justin just left the room.
What in the holy hell just happened.
I'm still shaking and trying to catch my breath. I can feel the sweat dripping down my face.
That was fucking awesome.