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You’d never think that the two playboys of the school would have constant secret hookups. But they did. Way too many. Any chance they got, Steve and Billy would fuck like rabbits. It had all started at a house party back at the start of senior year.
Steve had been sitting in a big closet all alone, and Billy had found him and brought him some alcohol. Not a lot, but enough for them to get a little tipsy. Their conversation didn’t last because before long, they were all over each other, kissing and biting and moaning—hands in hair, and clothes on the floor.
They were lucky no one caught them.
Ever since then, they’d meet up at secret locations or parties to fuck or suck each other off. Sometimes they would hook up at Billy’s house since his dad was rarely home. Now was sometimes.
They were on Billy’s poofy bed, staring up at the ceiling in their briefs with the fan on. Steve looked over at Billy, admiring the boy’s strong arms and toned abs. He licked his lips and looked up at Billy. The question lay on the tip of his tongue.
The younger met his gaze and smirked playfully. He watched as Billy took off his sleek, tight black boxers and crawled atop Steve, connecting their lips in an aggressively hungry kiss.
Sparks went off in Steve’s stomach as Billy nipped at his lips, forcing his tongue inside Steve’s mouth while the older moaned into his mouth.
“I want you on all fours” Billy growled. Steve’s brown eyes dilated and he nodded. He felt a swarm of butterflies fluttering around in his stomach. His head too, he felt sort of lightheaded and not really there.
He pulled off his boxers while Billy watched and took his time crawling onto all fours on the bed. The ceiling fan blew cool air onto his naked body and for the first time since they’d hooked up, Steve felt oddly exposed. They’d never tried doggy style before.
He felt Billy step off the bed, probably getting lube and a towel. While the younger rummaged through drawers, Steve brought one hand down to stroke his aching dick.
That’s when a firm hand slapped Steve’s ass, hard. That would probably leave a mark. Steve couldn’t decide if he wanted to cry or tell Billy to do it again. He bit back a sob and a warm tear rolled down his cheek.
“Again” he begged, sticking his ass out like a cat in heat. Billy slapped him again, harder. Steve let out a needy whine.
“You’re gonna take my cock without stretching, okay babe?”
Steve almost moaned at the thought. The thought of taking in Billy without fingers first, without any preparations at all. He’d feel him with a burn, and later after all this was over, he’d remember with an ache in his ass where Billy had once been.
“Now” Steve pressed, scooting closer to where Billy was finishing up lubing his dick. The younger was on his knees, lube container in hand.
“Patience, Harrington” Billy purred. He pressed his tip against Steve’s entrance and the brunet whined again. He wiggled his ass, trying to get it in.
Billy grabbed Steve’s hips, roughly, and pushed halfway inside.
“Fuck-” Steve’s voice cracked and he threw his head back. His eyes were squeezed shut but there were tears streaming down his face.
Billy pushed the rest in. His hands stayed on Steve’s hips, firm. They would definitely leave bruises to match the slap marks. Steve didn’t mind, he loved being marked up by Billy.
Steve’s hole blazed at the immediate stretch, another round of tears sailing down his face. The pain was quickly overridden by pleasure as Billy began to thrust, searching for Steve’s prostate.
Sweat trickled down their faces, despite the fan being on. Sex was quite a workout, especially in these positions.
“Harder” Steve’s hoarse voice demanded. Billy sped up the pace, his thrusts becoming rougher as the brunet had requested.
The room was no longer quiet with the sounds of skin slapping, the fan whirling around, and the loud moans of both Steve and Billy. They were so loud that the neighbors could definitely hear them screaming. They didn’t care though. Their thoughts were just each other.
“Moreeeeee” Steve begged. He pushed his ass backward, taking in all of Billy’s dick. The younger was surprised but went along with it.
Steve was always overly-horny. Billy loved it though, he too had a very high sex drive and would gladly help out Steve when he had problems.
Billy thrust deeper, his cock nuzzled far inside Steve. They both moaned, and Billy fucked him faster, desperate to climax.
“I’m close, puppy” Billy growled. His grip on Steve’s waist tightened and before long he came, spilling inside of Steve.
“S-so close, come on” the brunet panted. His eyes squeezed shut as Billy continued to fuck him.
He discovered the spot that made Steve extra pleasured and attacked it relentlessly. Soon, Steve came all over the bed sheets, legs trembling.
Billy gently pulled out of Steve, trying his absolute hardest not to hurt him in any way. The older winced and once he was empty he plopped down on the clean spot of the bed, leaving Billy to clean up the mess alone.
He didn’t mind. He knew Steve wouldn’t be able to walk without being sore for a while so he was happy to help him out and spoil him like a princess.
He went to the bathroom and got a hand towel from under the sink, ran it under some water, and then came back into his room to try and get the mess off his bed. He’d probably have to wash the sheets tomorrow.
For now, he got off what he could and then laid in bed with Steve, who was already half asleep. They cuddled close and before long the air filled with soft snores.