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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      One_Direction_(Band)
  Relationship:
      Niall_Horan/Liam_Payne
  Additional Tags:
      Public_Blow_Jobs, Blow_Jobs, High_School, Large_Cock
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-09-09 Words: 2358
****** Chemistry ******
by tommysinful
Summary
     Niall gives his boyfriend Liam a blowjob in class.
Mr. Sander’s class was probably the most boring one to ever be taught in the
history of science. He taught chemistry and Niall had made the announcement
that one day he was going to gulp one of those deadly chemicals to just end his
misery or at least be taken to the nurses office, either one would do. Everyone
laughed at the Irish boy’s slightly traumatizing declaration, all except for
one, his boyfriend Liam. The two had been together for almost two years and
luckily had almost every single class together so there was never any missing
or absence from either one.
Niall walked in and chucked his bag onto the massive black desk with the sink
in the middle and faucets that lined the front of it. Liam was already sitting
there pouring over his notes for the day’s lessons and smiled brightly at his
boyfriend before going back to his work. The blond leaned down and placed a
light kiss to his head, first class of the day so first kiss of the day, and
sat down with a sigh.
“Hey babe, what’s up?” Liam pondered to him not even making eye contact. Liam
was anything if not studious, he was intelligent to the point of being
considered a genius and he genuinely enjoyed school and all it had to offer.
Niall was the complete opposite, he didn’t like it in Ireland and he didn’t
like it here. Moving from the Emerald Isle a few years back he had met his now
boyfriend Liam and their three best friends Louis, Harry and Zayn. This class
only had the couple in it so the only form of entertainment the blue-eyed boy
could get was from his kind lover.
“Nothing just bored already. I hate this fucking class. I really do.” Laying
his head down on the desk as his legs swung idly sitting on the stool. The
massive chemistry stations they called their desks looked like enormous boxes
with flat black tops. Under them was the large space where your legs were
supposed to reside; two teenagers could easily fit in it with no problem.
“Hey! Watch your mouth!” Liam scolded him getting an exaggerated eye roll from
his boyfriend. How those two worked was beyond anybody’s understanding. Polar
opposites when it came to things but together they just worked like well oiled
machinery, the whole opposites attract thing must really be true.
“Sorry, jeeze.” Niall moaned out as Mr. Sanders made his way into the room.
Liam slipped his hand under the desk to intertwine their fingers and gave it a
gentle squeeze accompanied with his most innocent smile silently saying ‘It’s
okay, I love you.’
“Alright class, we’ll be watching an educational film about the periodic table,
mainly about noble gases and their impact on us and how we use them. Ms.
Peazer, if you could get the lights please.” He nodded towards a lovely girl
with wild curly hair that Niall had come to know as Danielle, he called her
Danny.
The lights went out only leaving the soft glow of the television and a film
that must have been made in the early eighties with the horrific graphics and
cheesy music supposed to get kids to really listen, that shit never worked. As
the film began to play, some random guy came into focus behind a lab table,
much like their own desks, wearing a white coat and goggles spouting out
something about the table of elements and its creator.
Niall really couldn’t be bothered and laid his head back down on the desk with
a contented sigh and a “Wake me up when it’s over, thanks Li.” And shut his
eyes.
Liam leaned over to whisper in his ear, “Babe come on, don’t sleep. I don’t
want you to get in trouble. Please?”
Niall raised his head, their hands were still interlocked and he rubbed his
thumb over the smooth skin of Liam’s hand. “What do you suppose I do then huh?
You know I can’t stand this shit.”
“Keep yourself occupied, even if you don’t watch the damn thing, at least don’t
get in trouble for sleeping during it. Find something to do.” Liam let out and
pulled his hand away and rifled through his paperwork that he kept much too
organized for someone who was seventeen.
Niall had the filthiest idea. He stared at his boyfriend, all innocence and
benevolence with his shaved head and plain clothes on. He looked around to see
not many people paying attention to what was happening on the screen, most were
either texting or doing what his boyfriend was currently doing, work for other
classes. The final glance was to their teacher who had a large stack of their
tests to grade and figured he wouldn’t even look up unless absolutely
necessary. Niall knew the only reason teachers ever put these types of films on
was so that they could accomplish something and keep the kids quiet. Thankfully
they sat at the very back of the room so Niall pushed out his stool quietly and
slipped down under to be completely hidden by the wood of the desk.
Liam didn’t even notice that his companion had disappeared until he felt a pair
of hands separating his legs, He jumped at first thinking that something had
crawled under the desk and was about to ask Niall what it was but looking over
he saw that his blond boyfriend was gone and those pale calloused hands could
barely be seen below him. Niall was on his knees and massaging Liam’s toned
thighs sending waves of pleasure through his body.
He heatedly whispered as low as possible, “Niall, what are you doing? Get out
from there!” Quickly looking up to see that no one was paying any attention to
the couple in the back.
He heard a muffled utterance come from between his legs in the darkness of
under the desk, “You said to keep occupied, so that’s what m’gonna do.” And
those warms hands snaked their way up his groin and pressed down. Panic set
deep into his bones and all the 'what ifs' started running through his head.
Liam was careful and straightforward and did everything he was supposed to,
being felt up by your boyfriend with twenty other kids and your teacher in the
same room wasn’t one of those things. But then why was he getting hard?
Niall had started to massage his crotch and soon enough Liam was solid and
throbbing under his khaki pants. Niall chuckled to himself and knew that even
though Liam was probably having a heart attack right now he’d still let it
happen, better to risk being caught doing something so taboo than to make a
scene and have to explain yourself. So the blond boy undid the button to his
pants, Liam had leaned back a little bit to allow access, ‘good boy’ Niall
thought, and pulled down his zipper to reveal that he wasn’t wearing any
underwear. The Irish boy was shocked and poke his head out just barely to wink
up at Liam who was desperately trying to not look like he was about to get his
dick sucked.
Liam was thankful that the noise from the television at the front of the room
was loud enough to drown out what was to about to happen. Niall pulled out
Liam’s long uncut cock; it must have been at least eight inches long with
amazing thickness and a foreskin that Niall loved to nibble on with his lips.
He got very lucky that his teenage boyfriend was so well endowed, Niall was
too, his own cock was hard in his trousers and being bold he pulled it out to
stroke as he lapped at Liam’s leaking head. The bitter precum oozed from the
slit and Niall pulled back the foreskin to reveal his mushroom like head and
sucked in into his mouth.
He lathered the head with his saliva using his tongue while one rough hand
worked up the veiny shaft, Liam shifted slightly to allow Niall even more
access to devour him and was still pumping his own eight inch pale cock with
the shiny pink tip and thick foreskin. He bobbed his head up and down taking
more and more of his length in, loving the smell that Liam gave off, it was
musky and manly with a very minuscule twinge of sweat and cologne. Liam smelled
like pure sex. His hand twisted with his head turning the opposite direction to
stretch the pliable skin of his cock in different directions. Liam bit his
bottom lip hard as Niall inhaled his cock and he looked down with a subdued
whimper to see Niall was wanking himself off and his pretty pink lips were
stretched over his penis.
The blue-eyed boy felt his movements and looked up through his lashes and
offered him another wink before hollowing his cheeks out and sucking the
throbbing cock farther into his wet mouth. He dragged his coarse tongue along
the underside making his lover twitch and squirm on top of his stool. Coming
towards the tip he pulled the stretchy foreskin over the head completely then
plunged his tongue to the in-between.
Liam literally had to fight back an obscene moan when he felt Niall’s tongue
separate his foreskin with the head of his purpling cock, it was his favorite,
the rough side of his tongue paired with the smooth side simultaneously rubbing
his foreskin and the head of his cock was overwhelmingly sinful. He began to
lean onto his forearms and look around the room so that no one would
accidentally see how his face would contort into a look of absolute bliss, his
‘O’ face as Niall had called it.
Niall knew that he was getting close so to prolong his torture he let the cock
leave his mouth and pumped it furiously then pulled down the front of his
khakis ever so much to let Liam’s massive balls flop out. They were fuzzy and
huge and Liam’s absolute weakness. Niall sucked in one huge sphere and tickled
it with his tongue getting the serviced boy to tense and grip the edge of the
table, knuckles turning white. Niall’s rough hand rubbed devious friction to
his entire shaft and grazed his head with each stroke while his mouth suckled
and gargled his large balls, switching from one to the other, all still while
beating his own dick. Niall was hoping Liam would be done soon because he was
getting close enough to his own climax.
Liam was nearing that final release, the pull in his stomach was imminent and
he had no time to think about it since the soaking and scorching mouth of Niall
enveloped his cock again. His hand still working on his own shaft, mouth
hungrily taking Liam’s full length up and down, nose buried in his pubes with
each downward motion, and his other hand tugging and massaging the wet balls of
Liam had him seeing stars and his eyes rolled into the back of his head.
Quickly he scrambled for his phone and typed in a message with shaking hands
and bating breath.
A light flashed near Niall’s flushed face and looked over to see Liam’s
trembling hand holding his phone, “guna cumm” typed messily across the screen
and brought his hand that was massaging his boyfriend’s balls to pump the
engorged shaft along with his lips. The cock in his mouth twitched and pulsated
and not too long afterwards Liam’s body tensed and flexed and his legs
straightened as a warm load of semen shot into Niall’s mouth. That salty taste
that he treasured was filling his mouth with each spurt and the combination of
Liam exploding in his mouth and the devilish scenario they were in had Niall
coming undone. He slammed the eight-inch cock of his lover down his throat,
still spurting seed, and whined a muffled cry as his own cock spewed forth
thick ropes of cum across the linoleum floor. Liam’s hand had shot to the back
of Niall’s head as his cock was emptying straight down his throat, the
undulations of his esophagus as he swallowed was brushing every last drop out
of him. Niall’s whimpers into his body and the humming vibrations had his cock
sensitive and vulnerable as his Irish boyfriend let go himself.
Liam took a shaky breath and looked down to see Niall lazily sucking the last
remnants of cum off his cock and smiled up at him with the most angelic
expression he’d ever seen. Niall took the softening cock in his hands and
kissed the tip before putting it back into Liam’s khakis and zipping it back
up. He then deposited his own back into his pants and began wiping up his spunk
from the floor with a tissue Liam handed him.
“Excuse me Mr. Payne, where is Niall Horan?” Came Mr. Sanders voice from the
front of the room. His head shot up and he tried to stutter out a response but
was saved from a far away “Right here!” and a pale hand shot up from beneath
the desk.
The blond boy got up and threw away the tissue, his face flushed and eyes
slightly watering, then sat back down, “Sorry teach, dropped me tissue to throw
out.”
“Oh alright.” And he lowered his head back to his papers.
Niall turned to see Liam clutching his chest and breathing slightly heavy, he
snickered and leaned in to give him a sweet kiss to his cheek and a genuine
smile of contentment as he linked their fingers together. Liam pulled him in
and whispered into his ear, “That was fucking hot.” And nibbled on the lobe of
the Irish boy.
“I know I might like this class a little better now.” He whispered back, his
voice slightly raspy with the abuse of cock and cum that filled it. Giving one
last wink they separated and he zoned out in his thoughts as his thumb rubbed
circles into Liam’s hand while the brown-eyed boy continued on his studies.
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