School Shenanigans [cw]

It was boring as hell to be home. He usually just sat on the roof and looked at the city. It was boring as hell but so was anything else he could be doing. He wasnt really in the mood for playing any games, that shit was only fun when Jeremy and Abel was there physically. Otherwise Kurtis just got bored after a bit and did dumb shit that pissed off any teammate he had. He felt his phone buzz. It was just luck that they hadnt taken it from him, but he knew they were quite aware that he’d just sneak out if they had taken it. He saw the message and smiled a bit to himself as he flicked some ash off his cigarette over the edge of the roof.

[Messages between Kurtis and Zaira]
[Kurtis:] Cute. Yeah I’m up.
[Kurtis:] My dad finally left for another business trip.
[Kurtis:] What did your doctor say?

He laid down against the tiles and looked up at the sky with one hand behind his head. There were some stars here but not really anything to brag about. It was just how it was when his mother wanted to be able to see the garden at any hour. He checked his phone again and scoffed at her reply.

[Kurtis:] So you didnt tell her about sneaking out and getting yourself a boyfriend too?

He chuckled to himself and drew a deep drag from his cigarette before flicking it into the sky and watching it fly away. His phone buzzed again and he sighed at her reply. He blew out the smoke and got up to crawl back inside. He had been working on a new chain but now he sat on his bed.

[Kurtis:] I like the sound of that. What are you going to do then?

He just sat for a bit in his own thoughts, thinking about what he would do to be there with her. Werent they supposed to be inseparable and do a lot of cute shit that nauseated the world around them? He made a deep sigh, lying down on his bed as he grabbed his phone. Seeing her reply he felt his stomach tingle but he just groaned at himself when he realized and turned onto his stomach. He was really going soft for her, wasnt he?

[Kurtis:] I dont think you’d be able to imagine what I’d do to you if I could.
[Kurtis:] Fuck, well now I’m imagining it.

[Kurtis:] Okay, I did go all in that one time. Just wanted to impress.

He sighed deeply and had to go turn back as lying on his stomach was starting to feel uncomfortable, for quite obvious reasons. If he closed his eyes, he could still remember how her breath sounded when they had been making out. Shit like that just drove him crazy. He felt his phone buzz, picking it up before he drew in a deep breath. Okay, she was on board as well.

[Kurtis:] Fuck me.
[Kurtis:] You’re hot <3

He ran a hand through his hair, before he tried to adjust his pants a but though it was no use. He just looked at the picture again, knowing how it’d feel to run his hands up her thighs like he had on the couch. Though it was so long ago, the memory was fresh. Like he never really wanted to let go.

Of course he wanted more. It wasnt like he could do much else than just think about what they had done and wait for her to give him more. But he was a little distracted to type out an actual answer. The picture came in and he felt his jaw tense as he looked at her in the picture. He got an idea and smiled a little at himself as he opened his pants and pulled them down a bit. He pressed his hand to the bulge, making sure it was visible before he took a picture of himself. A bit of his stomach was showing too from his hoodie being slid up but he wanted it to be just right. He even checked the picture. He wasnt really into just sending her a full blown naked picture, but this at least stood as a solid proof of what she made him feel.

[Kurtis:] <3
[Kurtis:] *Sent an image*
[Kurtis:] I dont think I’ve been this hard in a while.
[Kurtis:] Are you really touching yourself now?

He was only rubbing himself a bit, because if she hadnt called him, he would’ve called her. He picked up only to be greeted by the sound of her touching herself, making him roll his eyes in delight as he smiled. He then heard her whisper and her moans, licking his lips as he gripped a firmer grip around himself, still beung covered by fabric. “Zaira...” he moaned, his breath haltering a little as he felt pleasure from his own touch. “I’d kill to just eat you out right now.” He admited under his breath.

She was so hot and he was sure she was just as beautiful. Her whimper made him swallow as he wasnt exactly, at least not like she was touching herself. “Yeah, I am.” He said, feeling the tension pool in his stomach from teasing himself like he was. He just wanted to listen to her all night. “Yeah, baby?” He moaned back, moving his hand under the fabric as he started jerking himself slowly. “I am touching myself now. But I’d rather be inside of you.” He admitted, his breath slightly haltering as he started picking up a pace. “I’ve thought a lot about you before. How I’d love to just spread you and slide right in.” He explained as he kept touching himself, listening to her as well.

This was different but in a really good way. It wasnt like just thinking of her and touching himself, it was hearing her, her moans, her voice, knowing what she was doing to herself. He could feel himself throb at the thought of being in her, especially as she disclosed that she was close. Biting his lip he listened as she reached her high, though he wasnt quite close yet. But then again, he always got off better when he got to touch skin and feel his partners emotion through their skin.
“I would and it would make me cum, I’m so starved.” He admitted. It was true, ever since the night of the party, he had sort of saved himself, though he wasnt a pussy so he would never admit it. “You’re teasing me, show me your fingers.” He almost begged. He wasnt going to make her show parts of herself that she didnt want over the phone. Her confession made him grit his teeth a little. Okay now he was starting to feel the edge. “Maybe some day. I wanted to touch you too, but I wanted it to not be in school.” He said, folding his lips as his moans started straining as the pressure was building up. “Guess I’m a bit of a romantic. But fuck you’re worth it.”

He told him to check his messages but nothing came up yet so he just listened to her suck her fingers. But as his phone made that soft pling sound and he checked, he felt himself almost drool at the sight. She had really been that wet and here he could only think about it. “Anything for you babe. But I’m going to make you scream.” He assured her, gritting his teeth as he was holding back. He slowed back down to let himself off the edge but not quite climax yet. “Fuck it, I want you to watch.” He moaned, putting down the phone but placing her on speaker, taking off his hoodie and shirt. He had some dark spots but it was worse on his back that she luckily wouldnt see. He took the phone again and turned his camera on so she could see his chest and him touching himself, though he made sure to put on quite a show rather than just jerking off. “Do you like what you see?” He asked, moving his camera up so he could look at it for a bit with a pleased expression while he kept jerking himself off. He was definitely edging closer and asked what she rather wanted to see before he came, and then he’d show her. His high only felt amazing because he knew she was watching, but it did leave quite a mess.

He was definitely feeling the rush better as he had let her watch him like that. He wasnt really an exhibitionist in that sense but there definitely was a turn on in doing this for her. He was gasping softly for air as he slowly jerked out the last bit, groaning as it was quite sensitive. “I’m not sure it’s allowed to make out in the hallways, but I’ll make sure to kiss you.” He assured her in a breathy tone as he was still coming down from his high. It was better than nicotine.
He moved the camera up and smiled a little at her words, sighing deeply. “Wish I could sleep next to you.” He said, giving the camera a kiss before bidding her a good night. He had a mess to take care off anyway.

Jeremy had gotten home and just been in a panic. What the hell had he done? And why didnt he feel bad or disgusted with himself? He more felt scared and liberated but also in a sense that he hadnt quite come to terms with himself just yet. Hell he couldnt even say the word still, he was just at square one with jumbly feelings and a very thin red line through that he couldnt get to before he had figured out everything. He had snuck out and into the park near his house, calling Zaira even if it was late.

She picked up but he was kind of in his thoughts as he was looking at the ground. She spoke again and he snapped out of it before he realized she had picked up. “Uhhh...” he said, still feeling his heart in his throat. “I did something. Something pretty bad, but I dont feel bad but it is bad.” He said like he was trying to convince himself of it pretty desperately. “Fuck... I’m...” he mumbled but he looked around like he worried someone was watching. If someone who wasnt hear heard him, they would tell his parents, he just knew. “No I’m sorry I called...” he said before he hung up.

He was pacing back and forth, sitting on a couple of benches on his way before he finally checked his phone. He didnt know if Damiano had texted but frankly he wasnt ready for that either. He read Zaira’s text before he drew in a couple of deep breaths. He stood for a bit before he eventually went to her house. He clicked the buzzer and waited, tipping from foot to foot. When he was let in he went to the door and entered. “Zaira?” He called, following her voice if she answered. He stood by the couch, looking a little distraught. “I.... kissed Damiano.” he said a quietly, but then he shook his head, “And now I dont know what will happen or why I did it.” He quickly added with a deep sigh. “Now I dont know if I’ve hurt him. I said a lot of things and he wasnt happy. And then the kiss and I ran, I just had to get out.” He explained, clearly feeling torn and defeated at the same time.