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Unstoppable chatter and laughter filled the classroom, as well as the tables being moved around along with the crumbling of papers that had no use. All the teens were driven reckless as the teacher had left the room, and they were up to no-good shenanigans, putting tacks on the teacher's chair and filling the whiteboard with badly drawn silly penises and stupid quotes.
Jude was sitting at the back of the class with his ears covered by his black headphones that he had coated with differently colored star stickers, keeping his head down as he doodled on his sketchbook that looked like it had gone through war. Listening to slow romantic songs… imagining the things he'd love to do with his crush that he hid for so long now. He didn't mind whatever his classmates did as long as he wasn't being interrupted, and of course he had an advantage for being one of the most handsome boys in class, so whatever he said had to be strictly followed. All the girls were so head over heels for him and his “unique” way of being himself, but how he displayed himself in school wasn't even close to who he really was. These suckers don't even know he's homosexual. Every single day in school felt so hellish for him…
A crumpled paper ball hit his shoulder, and it made him immediately annoyed; he looked up and softened his gaze. He expected it to be some of the assholes he hated so much, but it was his best friend Erling.
— "Dude, I'm so sorry; I was aiming for the lad next to you.” Erling spoke softly and smiled; it melted Jude's heart just being around him.
Jude has had a huge crush on Erling since freshman year, and he has been trying to find the right time to confess, but he feared that Erling wasn't even attracted to men. He felt mesmerized by any minimal interaction they had, and he was high in love and delusions.
— “Don't sweat it, mate.” Jude smiled and got back to drawing.
The atmosphere changed immediately when the teacher walked back into the classroom, screaming at everyone to sit down and compose themselves into behaving like regular people. Erling rushed to sit back in his desk, which was in front of Jude's. Sometimes Jude found it hard to see the whiteboard in class with Erling's broad frame, but he wouldn't dare tell him to move because he loved being near him and staring at his every single detail.
— “Psst…” Erling whispered. “What'd you make today?”
Jude is a person that focuses a lot on details and giving love with gifts, so he always made himself and Erling a different lunch that was completely homemade with spices of love.
He smiled at Erling's question and reached for a lunch box that was inside his backpack. — “I made some cheeseburger sliders like you asked for. And I slid in a strawberry protein bar, your favorite!”
— “Fuck yeah, thanks bro.” Erling took the lunch box with a wide smile and hungry eyes.
— “You owe me one.” Jude chuckled.
…
During lunchtime Jude and Erling hid inside the school library, sneakily eating their food, as it wasn't allowed in there. Erling was too lost on how deliciously crunchy and seasoned the sliders were; on his left hand, he held his phone, on which he was scrolling Instagram and watching reels of cute puppies being silly. He was completely zoned out and didn't notice Jude staring at him the whole time.
His porcelain skin, silky long blonde hair, strong and tall figure, the veins spreading across his thick forearms that were coated in light fair strands, his desirable thick lips, intimidating blue eyes… It didn't take Jude long to realize he was maybe looking for too long, and the noticeable bulge in his pants was blatantly embarrassing.
— “Jude, my mum texted that we can have some leftover cupcakes after school at the shop.” Erling's mother owned a small bakery that was loved by the entire town; every single pastry made your taste buds melt into pure amazingness. The two boys hung out there often to study or to simply stuff themselves with everything left over after closing time, which was some good help to Erling's mother.
— “That's great, mate; I was craving some cinnamon rolls.” They both looked at each other and chuckled.
— “Jude, I know you'll say no, but I have an idea.” Erling whispered as he put his phone down and wiped his fingers with a pink napkin that Jude had provided him in his lunch.
— “Oh god… What's it now, Erling?” He rolled his eyes and gave Erling a slightly annoyed stare.
— “We've already finished all our tests and…" — “For fuck's sake, dude…" Jude interrupted him.
— “Just hear me out, bro.” Erling was giving Jude puppy eyes at this point. — “Let's sneak out; I want to show you something.”
Huh? What could have Erling possibly found now? Last time he took Jude to a cat cafe where they spent hours playing with the felines, and Jude left with a really bad case of the sniffles. He didn't even know he was allergic to cats, and that made him disappointed in himself.
— “If my parents know I snuck out of school, they'll assassinate me, bro.” His tone was squeaky, and he put his hands on his head with an exaggerated frown.
— “Here's this… You tell the nurse you're sick, and I sneak out.”
— “Fine… Only because you're my best mate.” Jude knew he enjoyed every single one of Erling's mischevious acts but acted annoyed for reasons even he didn't quite know.
Erling wasn't necessarily the best student since he only wanted to do his own thing all the time; he snuck out of school when he felt he didn't need more lessons and was so secure that he hated school because he knew he was going to become a big football star.
Jude packed up his things and wore his backpack on one shoulder and kept on writing an internal script of every move he was about to make on the nurse, already putting one hand on his stomach and facing discomfort. He knew he wasn't going to be sent back to class since he rarely got sick and was a perfect student in every aspect; every single teacher loved him.
He was speed walking across the hallways hoping to not get noticed by any of his teachers and slowly opened the door to the nurse's office with his fake pained expression, groaning and complaining in low moans about his "stomachache." He didn't have to sit there for long to wait for the nurse to give him medicine that tasted like a monkey's butt, eeyuck!
After waiting a good five minutes, the nurse gave him the signed piece of paper he was waiting for. — “Thank you so much, Miss!" He jumped out of his seat and ran off. The nurse seemed confused at his sudden energy burst but couldn't be any more bothered.
On the other hand, Erling was too focused on waiting for the security guard to take his usual bathroom break. He ditched school so much that he knew the old guard's every move by heart, and he was always on point. And there it was! He sprinted like it depended on his life, tightly holding onto his backpack that was too heavy for an irresponsible student; his footsteps were loud and firm like something straight out of a horror movie. His first instinct was to snatch his phone out of his pocket and ring up Jude, and as he looked up,
— “Dude, I've been waiting for you.” Jude smiled awkwardly.
— “Fuck. I took too long, didn't I?” Erling was trying to get his oxygen back from that leap of faith he called a sprint.
— “Can we just go now? I don't want anyone to see me.” The shorter boy let out in a stubborn tone, making Erling laugh. — “Right, let's get moving.”
Jude's stomach was fluttering during their slow walk when he started imagining himself giving Erling the sweet kiss he craved so badly—"Catch up, mate. You're too short.” He also loved whenever Erling teased his height because it made him feel somewhat… small and protected. He sometimes found his thought process so strange, but he loved his uniqueness.
— “Where exactly are we going, bro?” Jude was starting to get worried when they found themselves in a part of town he'd never been to before.
— “I know you love boba tea, so I scavenged for something during my free time.”
Jude looked around and spotted a small shop that was decorated with pink details and some vibrant adorable characters; he immediately skipped towards the shop with a wide smile, looking through the windows at the baristas making drinks. Erling knows how much Jude enjoys weird drinks, so what better place to give him a surprise than a boba shop?
— “Stop drooling around and let's go in.” Erling went in smiling and left Jude behind intentionally. — “Hey dumbo! You brought me here and left me behind?”
Standing now behind the shop's counter, Jude was eyeing the folding menu, trying to spot something new to try, and Erling had already ordered some boring herbal tea.
— “I'll have a strawberry bubble tea, please.” Jude smiled at the barista.
She was an elderly lady, eyeing down the boys judgmentally. — “Aren't you two supposed to be in school right now?” They stared at each other and back at the lady; there was no response.
— “Hmm… Here are your drinks.” She handed them their drinks along with Jude's straw for his girly boba. Erling thought it was so cute that Jude always chose the tastiest or the pinkiest things no matter what they were; he saw him as his baby already. — “I'll get it.” The Norwegian pulled out his wallet and handed the cashier the money. Whenever he paid, Jude knew he was in for something fishy or really good, no in-betweens.
They settled their butts down on a cozy booth in a warmly lit corner of the shop, speaking away the usual teenage nonsense; however, Erling was talking more than Jude, which led the boy to admire his crush shamelessly. He was lost on how beautiful this boy was and all of his tough features that looked soft with his gentle personality; he was just begging for a miracle to kiss him at least once…
— “Jude…”
— “Hm?”
— “I was thinking… we could skip the leftover pastries and hang at my house. I want to play some FIFA with you, bro.” Erling sipped on the last drop of his tea.
— “Sure. As long as you don't give me the fucked-up controller.” Jude teased.
…
It was already nighttime, and the boys were still fooling around. They had drunk away all the Coca-Cola in the house and devoured all the good chip flavors, and they were no longer in their uniforms, so Jude looked a bit funny in Erling's clothes that clearly fit him too big. Erling secretly loved to see him wearing big clothes that made him look like a small little thing, perhaps like a sweet kitten or a clingy puppy. All their hours were being wasted in Erling's room playing FIFA on his TV that was huge; Jude loved his room because despite him being a big person, it was a tad bit small but still so filled with personality. He had action figures on display, framed signed jerseys from his idols on the walls, a light blue-wrapped PlayStation, and a bed that always stayed messy no matter how much his mother told him to fix it.
Both were lying in their bed staring at the paused game screen as Erling was texting his mother, telling her they weren't coming to eat the leftovers. Jude was a little bummed out because he didn't get his fresh cinnamon rolls, but he preferred to have this privacy with Erling.
Jude had an unfortunate boner and hid it with the blanket. All he thought about was cuddling with Erling right this moment, forgetting that damn game and embracing each other like it was meant to be.
He's tired of waiting.
“Should I do it?”
“Fuck it.”
He turned over and positioned himself to straddle Erling and, with no hesitation, dived in for a quick smooch, then pulled away, hoping for a good reaction.
Erling widened his eyes in surprise, and his cheeks turned into a gentle rose color.
— “Dude… You didn't even come out to me and just kissed me like that. That's bold.” He pulled Jude back and kissed him dearly, eventually giving him some sweet tongue that drove his mind blank.
They panted like wild dogs when they pulled away from the kiss. — “Jude, you don't know how long I've been waiting for this.” This made Jude's heart thump fast. He loved getting what he wanted. But there was one small detail he'd forgotten about.
Erling was staring down his long erection, wondering if he was conscious of it. But Jude was too lost in the moment, and he just wanted more kisses.
Silence filled the room as they stared at each other.
— “Hey…” Erling warned him, pointing at his erection. Jude felt flustered but didn't cover up; this was his safe space now, and he wasn't ashamed of anything from his body at this moment. He bit his lip and kept on trying to process if this was even happening.
Erling wanted to make a first move too, so he gently pulled down Jude's waistband until he saw his penis that already had glossed its own tip. He was uncut with recently shaved pubes and a peachy pink tip that looked delectable. — “Erling…” He was fast to moan at so little friction but didn't dare to move an inch because he thought he was dreaming.
— “Relax, you know you want this. We want this.” It's like he'd been eyeing Jude's fantasies all this time.
He began to slowly stroke Jude's penis, which was already hypersensitive, and the moans that escaped his mouth sounded like an angel singing to Erling. Watching his eyes go to the back of his head was just the cherry on top to make him look fully dumbed out; this boy was just inherently beautiful no matter what he did, and that's what made Erling so madly in love with him.
Taking advantage of Jude's slow state of mind he decided to stand up from the bed leaving Jude laying down and fully undressing him, finding out that the little brat wasn't wearing any boxers making Erling feel hotter. This boy needed a punishment.
— “Jude.”
— “W-what…?” Poor thing, could barely even speak.
— “I love you.” Those words struck Jude like Cupid's bow; even in his hazy state of mind, it's all he wanted to hear.
— “I l-love you… more, Erling.”
This was Erling's green light. He flipped the boy over gently, positioning him well in doggy style. He saw everything he'd ever wanted to see, and it was like a work of art. Despite being hung, he couldn't help but fixate himself on Jude's beautifully sculpted derrière; it was so round and plump. One firm smack and it looked like ocean waves moving themselves so smoothly and quivering gently.
Jude couldn't deny that Erling's gentle yet firm spanking felt painful but delicious, and all that he did in this situation was moan like a prostitute and take it with a slutty expression painted on his face. — “Baby…” He whimpered; he was so lost in pleasure.
Erling began to stroke Jude's penis in a mannerism that looked like he was milking a cow. Jude had never felt anything like this before, but it was far better than fucking his fist coated in lotion. His hole kept on throbbing, making it impossible for Erling to ignore. He didn't resist and spat on his thick index finger, sliding it in slowly into Jude's extremely tight hole, which felt weird for the boy with hints of pain but… oh so good…
— “Please, Erling… I'm going to…" His whimpers and pained moans unfortunately cut him off.
— “Let it go, darling; I'm here for you." Erling is so caring, so gentle, despite his intimidating face and figure.
In a sudden motion, Jude was rocking his hips violently and moaning so loudly to the extent that he sounded like he was screaming while being tortured; he could feel his heart accelerate like a race car and his limbs slowly give out as he could feel himself closer to reaching his climax.
— “Come on, baby, cum for me.” He was so damn gentle, and that's what Jude loved so much about him. “You're almost there," Erling whispered with a sweet-like tone.
Jude finally let himself go, shooting multiple thick ropes and begging Erling to keep going even though he couldn't take more. His entire body was almost in shock, and that made him land flat on the bed and hug a pillow for some comfort. This was the most beautiful view in the world for Erling, with Jude being so vulnerable and messy before his eyes.
Erling went down to Jude's level and left a couple of gentle kisses on his defined back, making the boy chuckle softly.
— “You're so perfect, Jude.”