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Nicholas leaned back into the soft leather seat of his car and watched the smoke he puffed out swirl and dance around him. He flicked at the ornamental fairy hanging off his review mirror.
“Wah, what did he do to you?” his boyfriend kicked his bare feet up onto his lap.
Nicholas turned his head and examined Euijoo. His boyfriend looked ridiculously cute in shorts and Nicholas’s own oversized dance practice t-shirt. He leaned against the passenger's side door and looked over at him with hazy, reddened eyes.
“Wow, you’re baked,” Nicholas laughed at him and massaged his foot slowly.
“You hot boxed us, of course I’m baked,” Euijoo pouted.
Nicholas laughed again, “Never thought I’d hear our class rep talking about getting hot boxed.”
Euijoo groaned, “Will you ever let that go?”
“Nah, it's too fun,” Nicholas pulled on his joint, flicked the ash into the glass tray precariously balanced on the center console, and passed it to Euijoo. “You’re this straight A, responsible, teacher's pet by day, and my badass, stoner boyfriend by night. It’s like I’m dating gay Hannah Montana.”
Euijoo laughed and choked slightly on the smoke he just inhaled, “I don’t know what’s funnier, the fact that you think I'm badass or that you just compared me to Hannah Montana.”
“You are badass,” Nicholas tickled his foot and laughed at Euijoo’s squeal. “You got a standing ovation because of your performance at the musical.”
Euijoo rolled his eyes and passed the joint back, “That was for the whole cast, and I’m pretty sure that half of them only stood because you kissed me so hard in that final scene it almost turned into soft core porn.”
“You were wearing those tight pants!” Nicholas complained. “You know I can’t help myself when you’re in leather. Yudai was in charge of wardrobe this year, so it's all his fault. How did he get in anyway, I thought he worked on set design?”
“I think Maki was involved. His word still carries some weight. Ex-theater star and all that,” Euijoo wiggled his feet to remind Nicholas to keep massaging them.
Nicholas blew out the last puff of smoke and dropped the filter into the ash tray, “I still can’t believe you’ve made out with Chan.”
Euijoo aimed a kick at him, but Nicholas caught his foot, “It was for the musical!”
“I’m still jealous,” Nicholas said petulantly.
“You are crazy,” Euijoo gave him a deadpan stare.
“You didn’t figure that out when I auditioned for the school musicals lead role so I wouldn’t have to watch you kiss anyone else?” Nicholas raised his eyebrow.
Euijoo huffed out a laugh then tried (and failed) to look serious, “What’s really crazy is the confidence you had thinking you would get the lead role on your first ever audition.”
“But I did get it,” Nicholas smirked and let his hands roam a little further up Euijoo’s legs.
Euijoo hummed in agreement, “You really did such a good job. Mr. Lee going to hunt you down for the end of year production.”
Nicholas groaned, “I can’t believe I have to do this again like three times before we graduate.”
“Why?” Euijoo asked.
“Because you’re obviously going to get another main lead role, and I would rather watch Maki pine over Harua than watch some theater kid romance you on stage,” Nicholas felt slightly embarrassed when Euijoo broke out into a fit of giggles, but he meant what he said.
“You are so funny, Nicholas,” Euijoo clutched his stomach as another round of laughter overtook him.
Nicholas smiled at his boyfriend and palmed the soft skin of his calf, “Cute too.”
“So cute,” Euijoo agreed, eyes dropping to watch Nicholas’s hands flirt with the hemline of his shorts.
Nicholas thumbed circles on the smooth flesh and stared into Euijoo’s eyes. His boyfriend's eyes were normally a light brown shade that could render him weak with a simple flutter of his lashes. Now, they were almost eclipsed by his dilated pupils.
“You’re pretty cute too, baby,” Nicholas said softly. “And really sexy."
Nicholas slipped his fingers under the soft material of the shorts and his fingers met the edge of Euijoo’s cotton panties. The want that had been steadily rising inside the pit of his belly since he picked Euijoo up grew tenfold.
“You really think so?” Euijoo asked breathily.
Nicholas slipped his finger under the elastic, pulled it up, and let it snap back against Euijoo’s skin, reveling in the soft gasp his boyfriend released.
“Hmm, especially in these panties,” Nicholas pushed up the material to see the pink cotton of Euijoo’s underwear. “I’ve been thinking about them all day.”
And he had. Even though summer was over, there were still a few days that were almost unbearably hot and Euijoo had opted to wear a skirt to school today. Nicholas had caught one too many wandering eyes around his boyfriends thighs, so immediately after the bell rang, he pulled Euijoo into an unused classroom and slipped his hands under the infuriatingly sexy skirt.
Nicholas kissed him and rubbed on the thin fabric until a wet spot formed under his fingers and Euijoo was moaning into his mouth. Then, he turned his boyfriend around and pushed him onto a table, hiking up the skirt to finally get a look at what he had been fantasizing about all day.
Euijoo may have checked all the boxes of a typical nerd, but his body checked a big tick under the fine as fuck column. A narrow waist led down to wide thighs and a fat ass that had Nicholas half hard every time his boyfriend turned around.
His panties barely covered the fat globes. Euijoo’s ass was so huge, the panty had bunched up between the cheeks, exposing more of the smooth, clear skin. Nicholas spent a good amount of time kneading and squeezing the flesh until it was pink and Euijoo was squirming with embarrassment.
Nicholas pulled the panties down to his knees and bent over to dip his tongue into the mess of liquid that gathered between Euijoo’s glistening lips. He flattened his tongue and lapped and sucked until Euijoo arched his back like a tightly drawn bow and came for him, biting down on his arm to muffle his desperate whines.
Unfortunately, loud footsteps down the hall forced them to stop. Nicholas drove his boyfriend home with a raging erection and only let him go after begging for more kisses and the promise to see him later.
That brought them here, the old drive-in theater parking lot, with Euijoo’s legs on his lap.
“Do you want to see them again?” Euijoo asked coyly.
Nicholas almost laughed. He would wage war for a 144p picture of Euijoo’s panties. Yes, he wanted to see them. He told him as such and Euijoo began shimmying his shorts down his thighs. Nicholas watched with bated breath as the soft pink cotton was revealed.
They were a simple pair, no patterns or frills, save one tiny bow in the center of the waistband. Nicholas had dreams that involved that bow. The part he was most interested in, however, lay much lower. Euijoo was so wet that his panties were drenched and molded onto his pussy lips.
Nicholas let out a shaky breath as he dragged his thumb against the outline of Euijoo’s plump lips.
“Hmm, that feels good,” Euijoo moaned.
The strain of his dick against his pants was unbearable. The inside of his car felt stifling and Nicholas briefly wondered if his brain was addling. He kept rubbing his thumb between the lips until he felt the bump he was looking for. He pressed hard against it. Euijoo’s hips jerked and he whined loudly.
“Nicholas…”
“Get on me,” Nicholas ordered.
Euijoo wasted no time in crawling onto his lap and settling himself over Nicholas’s aching member. He smashed their lips together, opening his mouth to slide their tongues together.
Euijoo’s waist under his palms felt so good. Nicholas ground up, rubbing his bulge against his boyfriend's heated center. Euijoo moaned into his mouth wantonly.
Nicholas was quickly losing all self control. Under the earthy scent of weed, he could smell the intoxicating body wash Euijoo used. Some type of berry that made Nicholas salivate as he sucked a red bruise on the sensitive junction between Euijoo’s ear and neck.
“Nicholas please- I want- uh,“ Euijoo said brokenly.
Nicholas’s hands slid down his waist, over his flared hips and back toward his fat ass cheeks, squeezing the flesh. His long fingers slipped between the cheeks, close to his hole and Euijoo gasped loudly.
“Tell me what you want, baby,” Nicholas whispered in his ear, dick twitching at the pretty sounds his boyfriend was giving him.
He was on edge ever since their tryst in the unused classroom and Nicholas was dying. They had only recently started having sex. Their first time was in Euijoo’s bedroom when his parents were out of town for the weekend.
Euijoo asked him if he wanted to have a sleepover. Nicholas, with genuine pure intentions to watch movies and cuddle his sweet boyfriend to sleep, was very surprised when Euijoo slipped into the bed wearing nothing but those damn panties and a deep blush.
The surprise morphed into heated kissing and touching, then slipping on a condom, and sliding into the tightest heat he had ever felt. Euijoo was a mess underneath him, fucked out and breathless as Nicholas slowly eased him from shallow thrusts to deep strokes.
Ever since that night, Nicholas had been taking every chance he got to fuck his boyfriend. He felt like a drug addict, mindlessly craving for another hit of euphoria.
Much to his dismay, between their various extracurricular activities, rehearsal for the school play, and preparing for the upcoming exam season, time was extremely limited, and the number of their sexual encounters was far lower than he would have liked.
This did nothing to quell the fierce arousal that bloomed inside him every time their kisses lasted a few seconds longer than usual, or when he caught Euijoo staring at him dazedly as he waited for him to finish dance practice so they could walk home together.
During school and rehearsals, he tried his best to remain calm and fight down his semi-hard dick, but right now, with Euijoo straddling him and moaning into his ear, Nicholas was quickly losing that fight.
“I want you…inside me,” Euijoo ground his hips down hard as if to emphasize his need.
“Fuck, me too,” Nicholas lowered his seat a bit.
Euijoo contorted his body to pull off his panties. He tossed them onto the passengers seat and Nicholas let out an aborted sound. God, that was so hot. He pulled at Nicholas’s sweat pants and boxers.
Nicholas lifted his hips so Euijoo could pull his waistband down just far enough to expose his throbbing erection. Euijoo straddled him again and placed his sopping wet pussy directly against his bare dick. Nicholas’s mind went blissfully blank.
Euijoo pulled him into another kiss and reached down to maneuver Nicholas’s length so it sat between his lips. He moved his hips and Nicholas’s dick slid torturously between the slick folds.
“Euijoo, condom!” Nicholas managed to moan between frantic kisses.
Euijoo whined, “Just a little- fuck just a little bit more. I want to feel you!”
Nicholas could have come from those words alone. He was a hormonal teenage boy, and his boyfriend was dragging his pussy over his leaking dick. All he could do was wrap both arms around his waist and suck harder on his tongue.
Euijoo was leaking copious amounts of slick, messing the insides of his thighs and completely coating Nicholas’s length in sticky precome until the slide was easy and fast.
Euijoo’s face was wearing that familiar expression that told him his pleasure was building solidly. A wicked thought entered Nicholas’s mind.
“Can I put in- uh -just the tip?” He asked.
Euijoo slowed down the sinful movement of his hips and whimpered softly, “Yeah, just the tip, baby.”
Nicholas reached down and angled his dick to line up against Euijoo’s leaking pussy. Despite the steady stream of precome, Euijoo was still tight around the thick head of his member and Nicholas groaned low as he plunged into the warmth.
Euijoo gasped and sank down, swallowing up his hardened length and whining.
“F-fuck, Euijoo!”
But his boyfriend was too fucked out to listen. Instead, Euijoo lifted his hips, pulling himself off Nicholas’s dick, and then dropping back down onto it. Nicholas reached out to grab his thighs, but found himself unable to stop him.
Euijoo leaned over him and supported his weight with his elbows on either side of Nicholas’s head. He rode him wildly, bucking and bouncing on his dick, pussy squelching filthily. Nicholas could do nothing but hold onto his wide hips and roll back his eyes at the hot pleasure that filled him.
With each up and down movement, more and more slick leaked out from him. Nicholas thrust up to chase the glorious drag of his boyfriend's tight heat squeezing around him so deliciously he could see white spots in his vision.
Euijoo looked like a dream. He sat up and bounced earnestly on Nicholas, his fluffy blond hair gleaming angelically in the moonlight. Nicholas pushed up his t-shirt to look at his waist flared into his hips and thighs and then lower – how his pussy eagerly swallowed his almost painfully hard dick.
It was the hottest thing he had ever seen. Nicholas always disliked the thin latex barrier that separated them, but now that he could feel the soft clench of Euijoo’s tight walls and the easy slip because of his wetness, he hated it, because nothing could compare to this feeling.
Nicholas fucked up into it, matching every bounce and trying to reach as deep as he could inside, some primal urge making him want to touch something no one else had, and claim it for himself.
The slapping sound of skin against skin and the hot pressure thrusting inside him was becoming too much and Nicholas could see his boyfriend lose himself to the passion.
“Nicholas, I- ahhhhh,” Euijoo’s walls began clenching hard and rhythmically.
Nicholas’s eyes rolled back as ecstasy flowed through him, “Euijoo! Need to- Pull out!”
Euijoo snapped his head forward and begged, “Give it to me. Want to feel it inside.”
As wrong as it was, Nicholas didn’t need to be told twice. His orgasm hit him like a train, balls pulling tight before releasing. He pumped his seed deep inside his boyfriend, moaning loudly.
Euijoo slowed down again and pulled him close for a long, slow kiss. Nicholas knew there was going to be a lot to talk about after this. But he also knew he probably wouldn’t get to do this again for a long time. So for now, he kissed Euijoo deeply, enjoying the feeling of his pussy squeezing around his already hardening dick.
X X X
Nicholas was zoning out in Chan’s garage when he got the text. Maki was planning on finally confessing to Harua via song. He figured that if he didn’t do it before they graduated, he never would, especially since Harua was pondering college options in other cities.
After their tenth rendition of “Hey There Delilah” Nicholas was parched and in need of a smoke. He flopped onto a cushy bean bag and reached into his jacket for the joint he rolled earlier, hand nudging against his cellphone. It vibrated.
He pulled it out, smiling stupidly. Ever since the night in his car, their relationship had blossomed. Every kiss felt more intimate, every conversation more profound, and every touch made his skin burn with desire and something ever stronger.
He didn’t know what it was about nutting inside your boyfriend that sped up the process of falling in love, but Nicholas supposed that if he was heading there anyway, he might as well take an express ticket. His class rep was ridiculously easy to love anyway.
Maki strummed on his guitar and watched absently as Yudai and Fuma butchered the lyrics of the song.
Nicholas pulled down his notification bar and frowned at the cryptic message from Euijoo.
18:58
Class rep ♡
Nicholas, we need to talk.
20:21
Wang Yixiang
whats up babe?
What felt like an eternity later, but was at most ten minutes, Euijoo’s reply came through. Nicholas’s heart felt like it was going to fall out of his ass.
20:30
Class rep ♡
I think I might be pregnant.
20:30
Wang Yixiang
are you feeling unwell?
20:31
Class rep ♡
My period is late.
I’m scared.
20:31
Wang Yixiang
im right here. we’ll figure this out. I’ll take you to get pregnancy tests. want me to come over?
20:33
Class rep ♡
No!
No, it’s already late.
I’m not coming to school tomorrow. I’ll do the test when my dads are at work.
20:33
Wang Yixiang
i’ll skip with you. i’ll be there for you.
20:35
Class rep ♡
You should go to school.
I think I want to do this by myself.
20:35
Wang Yixiang
are you sure?
i should be with you
20:37
Class rep ♡
I’m sure. I’ll call you
20:35
Wang Yixiang
i’m picking you up as soon as schools out
“Dude, who died?” Fuma flopped onto the bean bag beside him.
“He’s clutching that joint and texting like his third baby mama is demanding maintenance,” Yudai settled himself between his boyfriend's legs.
“Leave the kid alone,” Maki laughed. “I’m sure Nicholas knows to always wrap it up by now.”
“What’s that one Lil’ Wayne bar?” Yudai giggled. “Safe sex is great sex?”
“Better wear a latex,” Fuma added.
“Cos you don’t want that late text, that “I think I’m late” text,” Maki finished and the three burst into laughter.
Nicholas’s palms were so sweaty his joint unraveled because of the moisture.
Fuck.
X X X
Contrary to what Euijoo asked him to do, Nicholas did not go to school. He had a plan, and that involved him driving three hours each to and from the neighboring city.
He pulled into Euijoo’s family’s driveway just before the late afternoon and watched as his boyfriend hurried to his car in the light drizzle. He got into the car and patted down his damp hair. Nicholas reached forward and adjusted a few wayward strands. Euijoo flinched and avoided his gaze.
“Sorry,” He apologized immediately. “I just-“
“It's okay,” Nicholas assured him, his stomach twisting into knots. “How are you?”
“Okay. Nervous,” Euijoo snuck a glance to see Nicholas watching him in concern. “Do you have tissues?”
“In the glove compartment,” Nicholas reached forward to start his car.
Euijoo gasped in surprise. Oh, shit. Nicholas had forgotten to move it.
“Why do you have a 14 carat marquise cut diamond ring in your glove compartment?” Euijoo asked, his eyes wild.
“Um, I just. I asked my grandmother for it,” Nicholas said.
“Why?” Euijoo sounded a little hysterical.
“For you,” Nicholas answered honestly. “I’m her only grandson.”
“But, why would I need a ring?” Euijoo’s eyes were glossy and Nicholas suspected he already knew why.
“I wanted to show you how serious I am,” Nicholas said. “And that I would support you no matter what decision you made.”
“You would marry me because I was pregnant?” Euijoo asked quietly.
Nicholas thought over his words carefully, “I want to marry you anyway. But if we’re doing things backwards, I want to get at least something right.”
“You want to marry me?” Euijoo’s tears were on the verge of spilling over and Nicholas desperately wanted to hold him.
“Yeah, of course I do,” he leaned forward and wiped away the tears. “Whether it's now or in the future, you’re it for me, class rep. I love you.”
With his confession, a weight was lifted off his chest. He had been wanting to say that for a while. He had felt that for a while.
“Our kid would have been really confused as to why you call me that,” Euijoo said with a small smile.
“Would have?” Nicholas asked gently.
“The test was negative,” Euijoo said. “All seven of them.”
Nicholas laughed, “Damn, you wanted to be sure, huh?”
“Yeah, of course,” Euijoo said incredulously.
“You’re crazy,” Nicholas pulled him into a hug.
“I’m crazy? That ring is worth more than this car! You better return it quickly!” Euijoo scolded him, but melted into his embrace.
“You don’t wanna marry me?” Nicholas teased.
Euijoo punched him weakly. They sat like that for a moment, the soft patter of rain against the roof of the car soothing their souls.
“My dads won’t be home for a couple more hours,” Euijoo said. “Wanna come up to my room for a bit?”
“Not if you don’t have condoms there,” Nicholas teased.
This time Euijoo punched him harder.
“I love you too, Nicholas.”