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The exams were next week. After a long time of planning their "study session", they were finally at Keith's house, trying to study together.
Well, Keith was trying. Keith sure was trying. And Ethan was trying too. He was trying so hard to make Keith focus on him instead of the book in front of him.
Since they started studying physics, Ethan's hands were lost. They were on Keith's thighs, his back, his nape. Since Keith got a new haircut his neck was all exposed, and Ethan loved it. He couldn’t keep his hands off of Keith's neck, his ears, and his now very short hair. God, he loved it. Sometimes he'd lean in and "accidentally" kiss his neck instead of his cheek. He'd been doing that a lot lately. Keith would try not to look affected by it. But every time he'd get caught off guard, his breath would hitch so subtly. And Ethan always picked up on that.
Now his thumb rubbed over the end of Keith's nape.
"Ethan."
"Yeah?" he leaned in closer to Keith's face.
"Can't you at least try to focus?"
"I am focused."
Keith threw him a look. It wasn't that he didn't like Ethan's hands on him. But they needed to study.
"What?" Ethan asked, his lips almost touching Keith's ear.
"If you didn't wanna study why did we plan a study session?"
"A study date." Ethan corrected.
"Right. And where is the study part?"
"Where is the date part?"
Keith sighed as he leaned on Ethan, finally looking at him instead of the paper.
"Aaaalright," Keith said, his voice somewhat breathy. He held Ethan's face with one hand, still holding his pencil, made Ethan lean into him and finally gave him a sweet kiss. It was slow, painfully slow. Keith was just gently sucking on Ethan's upper lip and it was driving Ethan insane. Keith's hand moved onto Ethan's chest, down to his stomach and stopped on the waistband of his sweatpants.
"OK, you know how we're gonna do it?"
"Hm?"
"I'm gonna keep going, and you're gonna keep solving."
"Solve- what?"
Keith's hand slipped inside the sweatpants, giving Ethan's semi-hard dick a stroke over his boxers.
"I'm gonna stroke you and you're gonna solve your physics problems while I do so. This way it's both studying and a date, right?"
"Wha- whaaat? I can't- I can't solve physics while your hands are- on me!"
"Oh but I've been doing it this whole time, haven't I?"
"Oh, baby c'mon.."
"No, you come on." Keith planted a kiss on his jaw as he took Ethan's dick out. "Come on, solve them for me."
"Seriously? We're seriously doing this? Instead of just making ah-" Keith put Ethan's dick back in his boxers and stroked it over them once again.
"The more you talk the less I'm touching you."
"OK- ok. I- I uh- I'm gonna solve them.."
"Good boy." Keith planted a kiss on Ethan's neck.
"Oh fuck you."
"Man, you wish." his voice was teasing just like his touches. His hand rubbed Ethan over his boxers. "OK read the first one."
Ethan let out a hitched breath and attempted to read the first question.
"A 5 kg object is- ah.. moving at 10 m/s. W-what is its kinetic energy? Th- ah- This one is actually easy. Heh.."
"Yeah? What's the answer?"
"Um.. uh.. 1/2 times m times v² so it's 250 J"
"Yeah, it is! Good boy Eth." his hand moved faster on Ethan's boxers. "Read the next one"
" A- a 10 Ω resistor and a15 Ω r-resistor are c- ah.. connected in series to a-AH- Fuuu..uggh.. Keith-"
"I don't think my name is in the equation."
"Can you at least.. take it off? Please?"
"We don't have lube.. I don't wanna hurt you."
"I am soaked with precum I promise you- baby pleaseee."
"Ok ok.." Keith lets Ethan's member out once again. "but keep reading."
"Thank you.. thank you.. yeah- uh.. to a 30 V battery. What- what is the current through the circuit and- mh.. and the power dissipated by the 15 Ω resistor? Ohh God that feels so good.."
Keith's hand was circling Ethan's tip.
"Dude you leaked over your hoodie.. It's all messy, see?"
"A- huh? Oh.." Ethan looked dazed.
"You should take it off, man." Keith pulled the hoodie over for Ethan to take off. Ethan obliged without thinking much.
"Ok keep solving." Keith's hand cupped Ethan's now naked chest.
Ethan looked at the paper with no idea what he even read. The question was too long; he was normally easily distracted, and this situation wasn't helping. He tried reading the question again, but halfway through, he forgot the beginning again.
"C'mon, boy."
"I can't- I can't." Keith's hand slowed down.
"H-hhaah no no Keith-"
"I told you. You're gonna finish the paper before I finish you."
"You did not tell me that! You certainly didn't-"
"Well, I did just now," Ethan whined, his whole body tense. He was gripping the edge of the table.
"I can't.." Keith's fingers teased Ethan's tip.
Ethan's body relaxed for a second, he turned to Keith. Something shifted in Ethan's eyes. Keith noticed but he didn't have enough time to prepare himself for whatever was coming.
In an instant Ethan leaned into Keith, his hand running to Keith's parted legs. Ethan loved his boyfriend's way of sitting, taking the space that was rightfully his. And so easy to slip a hand between.
"W- E-Eth?"
"Yeah?" Ethan was now turned to his side, his face next to Keith's ear, his fingers softly tracing Keith over his sweatpants.
"What.. what are you doing?" He sounded all breathy.
"Touching you?" Keith's hands on Ethan were dropped; he instead held onto Ethan's thigh and shoulder, trying to maintain his composure. Ethan started kissing Keith's neck, his hand working overtime between Keith's thighs. His other hand caressed Keith's side.
"Have I told you how much I love your new hair?" Keith bit back a moan and tried to answer.
"A- a couple thousand times.. yes."
"Aah I haven't enough times.." He kept making out with Keith's neck for a second, licking up to under his ear.
"I really love it. You should keep it short, shouldn't you, pretty boy?"
"I- Um.. It.. it doesn't suit my face tho.." Keith answered, pushing down his shivering from Ethan's hand slipping into his sweatpants.
"Hmm? Doesn't suit your face? What do you mean by that?"
"You know.. I- ah.. I think.. I think my face is too.. too feminine for- for short hair." The reason why Keith struggled to talk wasn't only Ethan's hands this time.
"Feminine?" Ethan pushed Keith to talk more.
"You- you know what I mean... my jaw and cheeks and.. just.." Keith stayed silent other than whimpers and whines escaping his mouth. His brain was foggy.
"Nothing is feminine about you. Nothing is. This hair could never look hotter on anyone. Maybe I should help you acknowledge it better, hm?"
Keith looked confused once more. In a second Ethan kneeled down in front of the chair Keith was sitting on, looking up at him with an expression Keith couldn't make sense of.
"Aren't you so tired, handsome? No boy that hot should be worrying about exams.."
"Oh fuck you, I don't wanna be treated like a bimbo," Keith said half flustered.
"You're not a bimbo, you're a stud." Ethan pulled Keith's sweatpants down and kept his hips pinned to the chair.
"A- .. A STUD? ME?"
"Yeah," he kissed on Keith's inner thigh.
"..I'm the opposite of a stud- I'm-"
"You're a nerdy pretty boy who is a stud. You're attractive, you're masculine, and you get dick all you want, you're a stud."
"All the dick I want-? I have no game."
"You get my dick all you want."
"... .. A stud?"
"My stud." Ethan turned his gaze to Keith's boxers. "You're wet hehe.. You know what we're gonna do, my stud? I'm gonna suck you off until you talk about yourself the way you should be."
Keith opened his mouth to say something but he was interrupted by Ethan's tongue on his boxers, licking and sucking over his boxers.
"I'm gonna give you a good blowjob, ok dude?"
"Blowjob..?"
"Mmmhm.. gonna suck that cock the way you deserve. Until you understand that you deserve it.."
"I'm not even on T.. I don't have- aH-" Ethan sucked on Keith's clit over the fabric, his hand slowly pulling the boxers down. Keith lifted his hips instinctively, helping Ethan. When Ethan managed to get the boxers off he looked up at Keith.
"Of course, you have a cock, dude. Don't be silly. Don't make me silence you every time."
Ethan started lapping at Keith's bottom. The sight of him on his knees, half-naked, cock still out and hard in front of Keith was enough to send him over the edge by itself. Still, Keith had a bit of control left over his own body. His hand instinctively went to hold Ethan's head, something between petting him and pulling his hair.
"Mmmhm yeah- push me down on it c'mon.."
Ethan was sensual but rough. He looked up at Keith, sucking on his "cock". Keith fucking loved that. He didn't know how he hadn’t realized it before. He didn't normally mind anatomical terms but, god damn- His cock felt great.
Keith left out all the voices Ethan could ask for. He was getting close already. Ethan pulled away sensing that.
"You're a stud, aren't you? Tell me what you are, baby."
"M- mh? I- uh.. that's embarrassing, Eth c'mon.." His voice was all whiney.
"You're sitting there with a guy rock hard on his knees sucking you off. Your legs are all open, your hand making me take it, fucking my mouth on it. What else would you be other than a stud? Hm?" Ethan dived back.
Keith was.. Keith was hard. Hard for that. For every word.
Yeah. Yeah, he was a stud.
He was fucking his boyfriend.
He was a man alright. Taking it like a man. Giving it like a man.
Keith grabbed Ethan's hair and started really fucking him into it. Guided him wherever he wanted. Fucking his face like that. Ethan would praise him if he could, but he had no space to talk, and that felt great.
Ethan was painfully hard. His smartass, soft-spoken, beautiful boyfriend finally started to believe he was a stud. That alone was too much. He was chasing release since the first moment Keith chewed on his own lip while trying to solve an equation. This meet-up was a dumb expectation. Did Keith really think they could study, sitting right next to each other, all alone? Keith humming with every question he answers, not even aware of it.
Ethan felt his dick twitch. He bucked against the chair leg. Keith started tearing up as he let Ethan know he was gonna cum. Ethan hummed in approval as loud as he could. Keith pulled his hair sharply, tho not rough enough to hurt, as he came right there.
Ethan's whole body shivered as he pressed his cheek against Keith's thigh. He didn't understand what was happening at first until his body gave up from the taste of his boyfriend on his tongue. Ethan let out a high, surprised voice as he creamed on the floor, untouched.
Keith's mind was still foggy, drunk from orgasm. He stared down at Ethan. Who was looking sort of embarrassed, mostly fucked out.
"..oh? You..?"
"Y-Your hands were.. when you pulled my hair I couldn't.. I came.."
Keith had to admit the sight was hotter than anything he'd ever seen. But still..
"It's all over the floor, dude."
"Dude my fucking ass.. I just sucked you off."
"You came from giving head... to a stud."
Ethan smirked idiotically.
"Yep.. my nerdy stud.."
Keith leaned down to kiss the messy mouth of his boyfriend.