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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      5_Seconds_of_Summer_(Band)
  Relationship:
      Luke_Hemmings/Ashton_Irwin
  Character:
      Luke_Hemmings, Ashton_Irwin, Calum_Hood, but_hes_only_mentioned_like_once
      ok_its_v_brief
  Additional Tags:
      Virgin!Luke, Luke_is_16, Ashton_is_18, so_i_guess_its_underage_yeah, Anal
      Sex, Anal_Fingering, Blow_Jobs, First_Time_Blow_Jobs, i_dont_like_tags
      wow, ooc_at_some_points, setting_does_not_match_australia_at_all_tbh, i
      explain_in_notes
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-08-03 Chapters: 2/2 Words: 7690
****** I Didn't Mean For This to Happen ******
by plantlet
Summary
     Luke and Ashton both have to stay after hockey practice to clean up
     the equipment, they get up to some shenanigans.
Notes
     yo ok so imma be completely honest. i wrote this fic like last year
     for an old pairing i really liked but i spruced it up and changed it
     to lashton like this past week so if you possibly have read my other
     fic cool n all. whatever. but that also means that at some point it
     may be kinda ooc. the setting is supposed to be michigan but yeah.
      
     if u have any questions or possible suggestions or fic ideas hmu on
     tumblr at oceanbust.tumblr.com yeeee
     to i cant promise me to be writing anymore fics honestly
***** Part 1 *****
In his own world, gliding along the ice, Luke barely had enough time to act as
a rushed ‘Look out Luke’ was called out, before being slammed into the wall of
the ice rink. The air rushed out of his lungs as he groaned in pain, hunching
over and taking deep breaths. The scrape of skates against ice signaled a
person approaching and, turning around, Luke was face to face with Ashton.
“What the fuck,” he gasped out, holding onto his sides and glaring at the
shorter boy. Ashton shrugged his shoulders, “Should have been looking out,
idiot.” Huffing, Luke shook his head before gliding off of the rink, sitting on
the bench to catch his breath. Glancing up at the wall, Luke sighed out in
relief at the time, thankful that there were only five minutes left of
practice. Which meant ‘speech time’ by coach.
A whistle blew sharply and, wincing at the sound, Luke rose up from the bench
and skated over to his coach standing in the center of the rink. Swarming
around the older man, the some-odd twenty boys gathered around the coach, each
tuning out his gruff voice and nodding when appropriate. Minutes passed and
with the final word, each boy put up a hand and broke practice with their team
chant.
“Irwin and Hemmings, I want both of you to put up equipment,” the man quipped,
rubbing his hands together. Groaning in annoyance, Luke went back to the bench
and unlaced his skates, sliding them off and setting them in his black duffle
bag. A humph sounded as the older boy sat down next to him, copying Luke’s
actions and after taking off his skates, slipping on tennis-shoes.
“Let’s get this over with,” Luke sighed out, rolling his eyes in exasperation.
Ashton smirked at the boy, but followed, walking towards the first practice
goal. Going to one end of the cage, the older boy grappled with the post,
grabbing hold of it firmly and waited while Ashton did the same. Dragging the
goal across the ice, both boys slid it onto the concrete pavement and into the
storage room. Heading back out to the rink, Luke wiped the sweat off his
forehead with the back of his hand before walking toward the other goal, both
boys repeating the action again.
Both goals put away, Luke grabbed his duffle bag off the bench and headed
towards the locker rooms, looking forward to the hot shower awaiting him.
Pushing the door open, the blond walked into the space, dropping his bag on the
ground and pulled out a towel and body wash. He looked stood up at the sound of
feet hitting tile, “Hey Calum.”
Calum nodded, “How was clean up with the prick?”
“Surprisingly uneventful,” he replied, shrugging his shoulders, “I’m hoping
nothing will happen later though. God, why does he have to be so irritating?”
Shaking his head, Luke walked into the shower area, stepping onto the wet tile
carefully and placing his soap on the ledge. He hung his towel on the railing
across from the shower head he was under and quickly pulled off all his gear,
tossing it in the direction of his towel.
He fucking hated community showers. The water sprayed down on him in a luke-
warm stream, making goosebumps rise to his skin. Shivering, Luke turned the
nozzle all the way up, hoping for the water to heat faster while rubbing his
arms in an attempt to warm himself. Humming echoed through the room and the
slap of feet against tile sounded as the shorter boy waltzed into the bathroom.
Rolling his eyes, Luke sighed quietly, the water finally getting hot. A
movement caught his eye, and looking to the right, the blond saw a very naked
Ashton turn on the shower. Right next to him. Seriously, out of all the fucking
showers that were open, Ashton had to pick the one next to him.
Turning back to face the tile, the blond quickly poured the body wash in his
hands, rubbing them together to foam the soap before washing at his shoulders.
Scrubbing away the dirt and grime, Luke slowly made his way down his body,
making sure to get all of the sweat off. A strange sensation hit him and the
hairs on the back of his neck prickled up; opening his closed eyes, Luke
glanced over at Ashton with an incredulous look.
In a flash, the eyes that were once staring at Luke flicked down, and Ashton
continued to wash his own body, scratching at his lower stomach. Shaking his
head, Luke disregarded the nagging feeling in his gut and continued to wash his
body, wiping off the grime on his legs. A minute passed and the same feeling
hit him again; looking up quickly, Luke glared at Ashton, opening his mouth to
say something, before shutting it. Had he really just seen the older boy’s eyes
move up and down his body before flicking away?
“What the fuck are you doing,” Luke questioned harshly, staring down at the
younger boy. Ashton shrugged before going back to nonchalantly washing his
body, wiping at his legs slowly. Luke’s eyes followed the motion slowly before
he caught himself, going back to glaring at the older boy.
“Just appreciating the view,” Ashton said smoothly. The blonde boy froze, his
whole boy clenching in anxiousness.
“Fuck off and fuck you,” Luke spat, turning around and leaning over to pick up
the bottle of body wash he accidentally dropped. Grabbing the bottle he
stiffened when breath hit the shell of his ear.
“You know what they say about dropping the soap right, Luke,” Ashton hissed.
Arms wrapped around the blond’s waist , fingers pushing into the boy’s soft
skin. The older boy’s entire body stiffened.
“Get the fuck off of me,” he gritted out, turning his head to glare at the
older boy. Ashton simply chuckled before tightening his grip, making Luke let
out a gasp. Turning his head to glare at Ashton, the blonde, ignoring the soap
still laying on the floor, attempted to pry the fingers off his arm.
“Let go of me Ashton,” Luke demanded, his heart pounding in his chest. “No,” he
replied pausing to lick his lips, “Well, I will if you suck my dick.” The
younger boy’s mouth dropped slightly, his mind going blank from the request. He
attempted to wiggle out of the older boy’s grip, grabbing at the fingers
pressed tightly along his waist, but it was to no avail.
“What the fuck Ashton? Is that how you pick up ladies? No, go fuck yourself,”
Luke said, his tone borderline desperate as he continued to attempt leaving the
boy’s hold.
“You see that is what I intend to do to you but I would rather you be willing.”
Ashton smirked down at the older boy. Loosening his grip, the older boy turned
Luke around and backed him against the tile, pressing him into the smooth, wet
surface. Biting his lip, Ashton slowly moved his eyes down the younger boy’s
lanky body, taking in every curve of his muscle and freckle on his skin. Luke
squirmed under the older boy’s heated gaze, averting his eyes up to avoid
staring at the older boy’s body.
“So what’s it gonna be Luke,” Ashton purred in the younger boy’s ear, pressing
his lean, muscled body against Luke’s. Choking on his own breath, Luke finally
looked down at the older boy, trying his hardest not to let his eyes roam down
the boy’s tan skin.
“Fine,” he mumbled under his breath, looking away quickly.
Ashton narrowed his eyes and grabbed Luke’s chin, “Look me in the eyes and tell
me yes.” Placing a hand on the younger boy’s stomach, Ashton slowly traced his
fingers down the flat plane, stopping right above the boy’s dick.
Visibly gulping, Luke stared at Ashton, “Yes...ok.” On the final syllable,
Ashton crashed his mouth against the younger boy’s, capturing Luke’s lower lip
between his own. Luke groaned into the kiss, his eyes still wide open and
staring at the boy in front of him. He almost collapsed when a hand wrapped
around his half-hard dick and jerked him a couple times before letting go.
Panting, Ashton ran a hand through his hair, “Get on your knees.” Quivering,
Luke stared at the older boy as he slowly fell to his knees. “You know what to
do, right,” Ashton questioned. Nodding his head, the blond hesitantly wrapped
his hand around the older boy’s dick, giving a slow jerk. A hiss left Ashton’s
lips, the small amount of friction doing wonders for his aching cock. “Don’t
tease me,” he all but growled.
With a harsh glare from the boy above him, Luke slowly wrapped his lips around
the boy’s dick, making sure to cover his teeth. Clutching his hands into fists,
Ashton watched as the boy took him into his mouth, his whole body shaking from
the wet heat.
Luke had never given a blow job and the last time he received head was back
when he was a sophomore, nearly a year ago, but he was doing his best.
Hallowing his cheeks, the younger boy grabbed hold of Ashton’s hips, steadying
himself as he slid lower on the younger boy’s cock. Gagging on the boy’s dick
slightly, Luke bobbed his head, careful to breath through his nose.
Working what wouldn’t fit in his mouth with his hand, Luke could feel Ashton
twitch and his skin hot and wet; moaning lowly, the younger boy looked up into
the Ashton’s eyes, catching them with a lust filled gaze before slowly going
taking in more of the older boy’s dick into his mouth. Fighting off his gag
reflex, Luke felt the boy’s dick hit the back of his throat and with a throaty
groan from above, the taller boy pulled back off, licking up the underside of
Ashton’s cock and over his slit, tasting the pre-come already leaking out.
“Fuck,” Ashton stuttered out, his entire body slack against the wall. Reaching
down, he pulled Luke up and cupped his jaw, smashing his lips against the
younger boy’s. With a clash of teeth, the two grabbed at each other, holding
onto tan arms and torsos. Moving their lips in near perfect sync, Luke moaned
into the older boy’s mouth, his whole body thrumming with energy.
“As much as I would love to fuck you right now, I don’t necessarily want to
lose my virginity in a bathroom,” Luke panted against the older boy’s bruised
lips. Stilling, Ashton slowly opened his eyes and licked his lips. He held onto
the taller boy’s shoulders and took a single step away.
“You’re a virgin,” Ashton asked hesitantly, “Like an all around virgin?” Luke
nodded his head slowly and looked away, a blush rising on his cheeks. With the
water still pounding down on their bodies, Ashton grabbed Luke’s jaw with one
hand, staring intently into the younger’s eyes before leaning forward and
placing a small kiss on the corner of his lips.
Body slowly relaxing, Luke’s eyes fluttered open when Ashton grabbed his hand.
“Come on,” the older boy whispered against Luke’s lips. Reaching over, the
older boy turned off both showers, the continuous spray already having cleaned
all the soap from their bodies. “We need to hurry though, because I am
literally about to-,” Luke smashed his lips against the older boy’s, silencing
him with a kiss.
Separating, both boys quickly dried themselves off and pulled on their
clothing. “I can drive,” Ashton stated, tossing his towel into the duffle bag
on the floor and pulling out his keys. With a cheshire grin, the older boy
grabbed his own bag off the ground and nodded his head, “Where are we going to
go? My parents are at home so we can’t really go there.”
“My house is free all weekend,” Luke replied quickly, pulling his bag off the
ground and walking out of the locker room. Following the younger boy, Ashton
walked in pace with the taller boy all the way out of the building and into the
crisp and chilly air. There was a flash of lights from a black car parked in
the front of the lot.
Hopping into the car, Ashton turned on the ignition and carefully put on his
seatbelt, mindful of the semi he was now sporting. Waiting for Luke to get
settled, the older boy turned up the heat and tapped the steering wheel, trying
to busy himself. With the click of the seatbelt, Ashton switched gears and
pulled out of the spot, driving out of the parking lot.
Turning onto the road, both boys were startled when music started playing from
Ashton’s duffle. Luke hunched forward and searched through the older boy’s bag
and handed the phone to Ashton, who pulled a face at the name on the display.
“Hey Mom,” he gritted out, a painful look on his face. “Yes, I’m fine. No I
didn’t. I’m sorry. Uh I’ll actually be staying over at my friends house
tonight. Is that okay?” A buzz came from the phone and Ashton tightened his
hands on the wheel, slowly turning onto Luke’s street. With a ‘Bye, I love you
too’, Ashton pulled into Luke’s driveway, putting the car in park and turning
it off.
Glancing over at the boy next to him, Ashton raised his eyebrows. “Let’s go,”
Luke replied to the silent question, sliding out of the truck and waiting for
Ashton to do the same. Once both boys were out, they rushed into the warm
house.
The door slammed shut and Ashton roughly pushed Luke against the wall, pressing
his body against the taller boy’s. Gasping, the younger boy grabbed hold of
Ashton’s arms as he attached his mouth to Luke’s neck, sucking at the skin.
Working at the smooth expanse, Ashton dragged his hands down the younger boy’s
body, moving his hands under his shirt and feeling the hot and hard muscles
tense beneath his fingers.
Luke arched beneath the older boy, gasping when the cool digits slipped under
his boxers. Ashton smirked and tapped his fingers against the skin, just barely
brushing the base of Luke’s dick. “Please Ashton, ple-ease,” the younger boy
gasped out, hips pressing hard against Ashton’s hand.
“Do you want me to fuck you Lucas?” Ashton whispered in Luke’s ear, nipping
lightly at the skin behind his ear. The younger boy nodded, squeezing his eyes
shut at the feeling and biting his lip to silence himself. “Then take me to
your room,” he breathed against the younger boy’s neck.
The younger boy nodded and his eyes fluttered open, breathing heavily as he
straightened up off the wall. Pulling Ashton towards the staircase, he quickly
ascended the stairs to his room, opening the sticker-covered door and dragging
the older boy into the room. Ashton grinned mischievously at the queen sized
bed pushed up against the wall before backing Luke towards the mattress,
pushing him down onto the bed.
Moving to hover over the taller boy’s lean body, Ashton straddled Luke’s legs,
muscular thighs over lanky-lean thighs, leaning down to mouth at the few spots
of untouched, tan skin on his neck. Luke moaned and arched beneath the older
boy, hips pressing up into the boy’s body. Ashton smirked and straightened up,
settling on Luke’s legs while moving his hands beneath the younger boy’s shirt
and pulling it over his head easily.
Running a hand over the vast expanse of clean, unblemished skin, Ashton inched
his other hand past the band of Luke’s boxers, feeling the muscles tense
beneath his fingers. A sharp breath escaped the younger boy’s lips when Ashton
flipped the button of his jeans, tugging them down just enough for him to fit
his hand down the younger boy’s boxers. Grabbing the boy’s dick, Ashton tugged
on it slowly, staring at Luke’s face as he did so. The look of pure ecstasy
across the younger boy’s face made Ashton’s heart pound and he quickly got off
the boy, practically ripping off his clothing.
With his boxers still on, Ashton looked up to see Luke sitting up and shedding
his jeans. Groaning at the sight of the younger boy in only boxers, toucan
boxers to be specific, sweaty and panting, Ashton climbed back onto the bed and
pressed his body against Luke’s, moaning at the friction.
“Please, please Ashton,” Luke panted into the older boy’s ear, chest heaving
and eyes pleading. The breath escaped Ashton from the look the younger boy was
giving him, he simply nodded and leaned forward, capturing Luke’s plump bottom
lip with his teeth and tugging on it lightly. Placing both hands on the taller
boy’s waist, Ashton carefully tugged down his underwear, Luke hesitantly doing
the same to him, just barely getting the plaid boxers past Ashton’s ass before
the older boy aided him and pulled the rest off.
“Turn around Luke,” Ashton breathed, getting off of Luke once both boys were
completely bare of clothing. Body stilling, Luke slowly got up and turned
around, settling onto his hands and knees in front of Ashton. Biting his lip,
Ashton ran a hand down the younger’s muscular back, feeling the muscles flex
and quake. “It’ll be easier this way.”
Luke nodded and bit his lip.
“Do you need me to prep you,” Ashton asked quietly, running his hands down and
across Luke’s back soothingly, kneading into the muscle comfortingly. The
younger nodded his head, hair falling into his face.
“Ye-ah,” he stuttered out, shivering under the older boy’s light touch.
“Luke,” the older boy licked his lips, pausing, “Have you, ya’ know, fingered
yourself before?” Internally bracing himself for the answer, all blood flowed
south when the taller boy simply stilled beneath him and dropped his head, in
what appeared to be shame. “Fuck,” Ashton whispered, his dick twitching at the
thought of the younger boy coming undone with his fingers, “At least you know
what to expect.”
“Do you have lube,” Ashton questioned. Luke nodded, picking up his head and
motioning towards the table beside the bed. The older boy leaned over and
pulled open the only drawer, rifling through the items inside before grabbing
lube. And on a second thought, he reached for his jeans, pulling out his wallet
and taking out the condom kept there.
“Wow, you keep a condom in your wallet. Cocky much,” Luke cracked, a smirk on
his face and pulling a dimple to his cheek.
“Shut up young Lucas, you can never be too prepared,” Ashton quipped back,
smacking the younger boy’s waist lightly. The older boy grabbed the lube and
spread an ample amount on his fingers before glancing back up at the younger
boy, “You ready?”
Luke nodded and let out a breath, relaxing his muscles and keeping a cool head.
Ashton took in a deep breath, rubbing a finger lightly along the younger boy’s
hole, carefully pushing against it. Met with hardly any resistance the older
boy easily slid in one finger down to the knuckle. Stilling he waited for a
reaction from Luke.
“I’m good. You can add another,” Luke panted out, his chest squeezing and heart
pounding. Ashton did just that pulling out his finger slightly then sliding in
another with it, scissoring the younger boy when a few moments had passed. The
tight heat around Ashton’s fingers couldn’t help but spur the older boy into
darker thoughts, thinking about that warmth around his dick.
Groaning Ashton slid in a third finger, impatient to fasten the process but
still mindful of how Luke will feel the next day. A whimper escaped said boy,
his whole body shuddering at the sudden stretch. It was burning and painful,
but bearable and Luke took a deep breath, exhaling with a stutter. He didn’t
know how much time had passed before the burn became pleasure, pushing back
against in the fingers fucking into him.
“You ready,” Ashton asked, breath hot against Luke’s ear, and wait- when had
Ashton pressed his torso against Luke’s back?- Luke nodded.
Ashton sat up and slowly pulled his fingers out of the younger boy, wiping the
remaining lube on the boy’s bedding before reaching for the condom. Pulling on
the rubber with ease, tossing the wrapper on the ground and spreading lube over
his dick quickly. Ashton looked up quickly to glance at Luke, but his gaze
caught on the sheen of the younger boy’s sweaty back, the light from outside
reflecting on his back. Lowering his gaze, Ashton had to catch his breath,
cheeks heating up slightly at the sight of Luke’s gleaming little hole.
“Fuck Ashton, are you just gonna kneel there and stare at me or are you going
to fuck me,” Luke asked, turning his head back to glare at the older boy.
Ashton, brought out of his slight trance, growled and squeezed the younger
boy’s hips, nails biting deeply into the tan skin.
“Shut up,” he growled into Luke’s ear, moving his hips to situate himself near
the younger boy’s entrance. Luke whimpered and quaked beneath the older boy,
grabbing onto the sheets of his bed and squeezing them tightly as Ashton slowly
pushed into him. Letting out a deep sigh, Ashton stilled only once he was
completely inside the younger boy, breath caught in his throat at the absolute
tightness. Ashton shivered, his entire being only focused on the tight heat
around his dick and the lean boy quivering in front of him.
“Go,” Luke whimpered out, letting go of the sheet and crossing his forearms,
head dropping. Relief filled Ashton’s body as he slowly inched out of the boy,
snapping his hips back in quickly.
“Oh fuck,” the younger boy choked out, his arms collapsing, causing him to fall
forward. Back arching into Ashton’s hips, the older boy moaned as the new
position allowed him to slide farther into the younger boy. Placing his hands
on Luke’s now clearly defined, and slender, hips, Ashton slowly began to build
his pace, sweat dripping down his back. Shit, did he forget how nice it was to
fuck. The continuous pounding into the younger boy quickly brought out small,
bated pants that were music to the older boy’s ears.
Luke’s whole body was on fire; his toes were flexing and he felt his lower
abdomen clench in pleasure. A specific thrust that he just knew was intended
for his prostate made him pitch even farther forward, his chest pressing into
the mattress, arms splayed out at an almost painful angle. Pain suddenly
radiated from his back and he felt three hot-red stinging marks cross the
expanse of his back.
“Are you close,” he heard Ashton pant out from above him. Luke groaned in
reply, too out of breath to say anything. “I bet I can make you come without
touching your dick,” Ashton mused, still mercilessly thrusting into the younger
boy. Choking on air, Luke turned his head to the side, trying to lift himself
up in order to glare at the older boy.
“Come on Luke, I know you want to come,” Ashton whispered, bending over to
press his stomach against the younger boy’s back, hips pressed flush against
Luke’s ass. Stilling, Ashton slowly rotated his hips into Luke while running
his hands up the taller boy’s sides and over his ribs. The younger boy tensed
when Ashton rested his hands over his chest, nails scratching at the skin
lightly. He felt a finger trace to his left nipple and tweak it, a loud moan
leaving his lips at the action.
Ashton repeated the same thing to the younger boy’s other nipple, tugging
harder to allow more of the boy’s delicious sounds to fall from his lips. Luke
grinded his ass against Ashton’s pelvis, his whole body clenching and
unclenching at the feeling of Ashton slowly fucking him and scratching his
body, tweaking his nipples bringing him even closer to the edge. A throaty
groan left his body, leaving him feeling completely breathless as Luke hit his
high, holding onto the sheets of his bed for dear life.
The older boy’s mouth dropped open, Luke, impossibly, clenching tighter onto
his dick. Ashton pulled out and thrusted into the younger boy a few more times
as he continued to pulsate before stuttering to a halt, burying himself deep in
the boy as he came, moaning loudly while doing so.
“Holy shit,” Ashton sighed out, still laying across the younger boy’s back, a
sweaty mess.
“I agree,” Luke replied, chest still heaving as his heart rate began to slow
down. Ashton grunted and cautiously rose off of the boy, slowly pulling out of
him. The taller boy winced when Ashton had completely pulled out of him, an
empty feeling leaving Luke to clench around nothing. Rising up from his hunched
over position, Luke carefully crawled to the head of the bed, laying down on
his side and being mindful of the pain already beginning to radiate from his
tailbone.
The older boy cautiously sat down next to the younger boy, sliding underneath
the covers of his duvet. Glancing down at Luke, Ashton searched his face for
any kind of remorse; finding none, he shuffled down onto his back, still
staring at the other boy.
“So...When did you become gay,” Ashton asked quietly. Luke looked up, glancing
at the older boy before flicking his eyes back down.
“I’ve came out probably around two years ago,” Luke replied slowly.
“Freshman year,” Ashton raised his eyebrows, turning onto his side to fully
face the younger boy.
“Yeah, saw the first half naked guy in the locker room and decided it was time
to tell someone,” the younger boy joked, eyes crinkling.
“Damn. Why didn’t word spread? You’re certainly good enough looking and a nice
enough person that most people wouldn’t care who you fucked. Plus everyone here
is pretty open-minded. Hell- look at me; bi and completely ok,” Ashton mused.
Luke shrugged, or at least attempted to shrug, “I never thought it was that
important to let the whole world know about my personal life. Sure, I told my
family and a couple close friends.”
Ashton licked his lips, “I see.”
A yawn escaped Luke’s lips, making the older boy yawn as well. Fighting to stay
awake, Ashton watched as the younger boy’s blue eyes slowly droop, his breath
coming out in slow, even sighs. Within minutes, Luke was completely passed out,
Ashton slowly following his example. Eyes finally falling shut, the older boy
fell into a deep sleep.
***** Part 2 *****
Chapter Summary
     A couple months have passed since the two boys first had sex. They
     are both more comfortable with each other now.
Chapter Notes
     same as before i just adopted a previous fic to fit lashton. if
     anything is weird or u have a question leave a comment or hmu on my
     tumblr @ oceanbust.tumblr.com yeeee
Luke felt the eyes boring holes into the back of his head, the hot gaze as they
traveled down his body and back up; and he liked it. Pulling his practice
jersey over his head, he slowly bent over and stuffed it into his bag, trying
hard to tease the older boy staring at him without being too obvious. Luke
grabbed the clean, white t-shirt he packed and slipped it on, disregarding his
need to shower simply because it would be pointless, considering the activities
he would be participating in later in the night.
Turning around his eyes were immediately drawn to the tan, sweaty boy standing
in the corner talking to Michael Clifford. Said tan boy who was obviously
trying his hardest to not openly ravish Luke with his eyes. Running a hand
through his sweaty, matted hair, Luke walked to the bathrooms and quickly
pissed and changed into his basketball shorts, tossing his boxers and practice
pants into his bag, before washing his hands and returning to his locker.
Without sparing a second glance to the older boy, he left the locker room and
headed towards the doors. Stepping out of the building, Luke jogged to Ashton’s
truck,waiting on the passengers side of the automobile and hopping lightly on
his feet in order to stay warm.
He waited at the car not-so patiently, humming a random tune that was stuck in
his head. As the cars in the parking lot continued to dwindle, leaving Luke
alone at the car did he truly become pissed. How long did it take for Ashton to
clean up? With a huff, Luke huffed out a deep breath of annoyance, running his
fingers through his hair, thoroughly pissed with the older boy.
The sound of the building’s door opening and the slap of feet on pavement
stopped the thoughts running through Luke’s mind dead in their tracks. Ashton
sauntered over towards the car, hands in his pockets and bag slung against his
frame in a carefree manner. The lights of the car flashed and Luke opened the
door, sliding into the seat and buckling his belt, Ashton doing the same next
to him.
“Hey Lukey,” Ashton said cheerfully. Luke grinned at the name, but didn’t say
anything in reply, simply looking out the window as Ashton switched gears and
turned on the all too familiar route to Luke’s house. The quiet in the car
wasn’t, thankfully, awkward; both boys had become accustomed to their odd
routine of going to the other’s house whenever no one was home. “So did you do
what I asked,” the older boy questioned.
Luke bristled.
“Yeah,” he said slowly, voice low and quiet. Ashton glanced over at the blond
speculatively.
“I will know if you did, Lucas.”
“Fucking hell Ashton,” the younger boy replied, “I swear that I didn’t touch
myself at all since we last fucked.” His face burning, Luke turned his
attention back to the window. Ashton grinned and straightened up
“You didn’t even finger yourself,” he asked smoothly. Shivering, Luke shook his
head. “Good boy.” Ashton settled more comfortably in his seat, eyes glinting.
As Ashton turned onto the right street, Luke let out a quiet sigh of relief as
the older boy approached his house. After Ashton quickly parked the car, Luke
hustled to his front door in record time, only pausing to make sure that Ashton
was right behind him. Anticipation thrumming through his body, Luke walked into
his house and dropped his duffle to the ground, not bothering to see where it
landed before he was roughly pushed against the wall.
Ashton sucked on Luke’s bottom lip, drawing out a soft whimper from the younger
boy. He grabbed at the boy’s wrists, effectively pinning them up against the
wall and pressed his hips against Luke’s lean torso.
“Let’s try to make it to your bedroom this time, yeah? I don’t really want to
fuck you on the stairs again,” Ashton breathed out. Luke whined and nodded his
head, allowing the older boy to drag him up the familiar steps of his stairs;
only stopping once to grab Ashton and pull him against his own body, rutting
against the older boy’s thigh to release some pressure. In no time at all, they
reached Luke’s bedroom door, both boys stumbling into the all-to-familiar dark
walled room. He was pushed lightly onto the queen sized bed, bouncing on the
mattress slightly, before Ashton climbed atop him.
Pushing his hands underneath the younger boy’s shirt, Ashton traced his
fingertips up the boy’s abdomen, reveling in the way his body shuddered beneath
his touch. Deftly pulling off the garment, Ashton gazed hungrily at the taller
boy’s heaving torso, taking in each contour of his ribs and the shine of sweat
on his skin. A soft whine startled the older boy out of his reverie, and with
an animalistic growl, Ashton grated his pelvis against Luke’s hips while
leaning forward to smash his lips against the younger boy’s.
“Fuck,” Luke groaned into the older boy’s mouth, his eyes squeezing shut in
pleasure. Ashton nipped at his lips before lowering his whole body down Luke’s
torso, stopping when he reached the younger boy’s chest.
Luke’s breath hitched.
With a smirk, Ashton bit lightly at the skin right above the blond’s nipple,
flicking his tongue against the slight red mark. Luke whined and glared down at
the older boy.
“Please don’t make me,” he groaned out in slight anger.
“Do what?” Ashton looked up with innocent, wide eyes.
“Fucking,” Luke gritted out, “Please don’t make me beg.” Ashton hummed,
sticking his tongue against the inside of his cheek and averted his eyes.
“Please Ashton, fucking do something. Please,” Luke whined out, back slightly
lifting off the bed in an attempt to get closer to the older boy. Sighing,
Ashton pushed Luke against the mattress with his hands, then dragged one hand
to scratch lightly down the blond’s chest, raising goosebumps.
“Ahhhh yes,” Luke breathed out, hips pushing off the bed when a warm mouth
sucked on the skin right above his nipple. A sharp pain followed on the other
side of his chest, and- when glancing down- the younger boy saw two red
crescent marks stark against his tan skin right on his ribs.
“Want me to fuck you now,” Ashton whispered quietly, breath hot against Luke’s
ear. A low whine coming out of the younger boy, starting from deep in his
chest. He nodded his head vigorously, opening his eyes and licking his lips
lazily.
“Too bad.”
Suddenly Ashton sat up, a cheshire grin across his face.
“So, Lucas, when exactly was the last time someone sucked your dick?”
Luke gasped, stomach and groin tightening at the brash question.
“Last year,” he breathed out, “some girl on the cheerleading team at a party.”
Ashton licked his lips, face clouded in thought. Humming, he slowly made his
way farther down Luke’s body, stopping when his face was hovering above the
blond’s hips. A low whine escaped Luke’s lips, staring down at Ashton.
Ashton ran his hands up the younger boy’s long legs, stopping at the band of
his basketball shorts and tugging lightly on the cloth. Luke’s hips lifted
slightly in response and immediately the older boy slid the garment down his
thighs and past his feet, tossing the shorts to the ground.
“No boxers Lucas,” Ashton observed, “Such a little slut.” The younger boy
keened and shut his eyes tight, heart fluttering in his chest. Hot breath
puffed against Luke’s newly exposed skin, bringing goosebumps. The breath left
his lungs when Ashton’s hand wrapped around the base of his dick, slowly
pumping him.
The older boy glanced up, taking in Luke’s flushed face with lust filled eyes.
Lowering his head, he ran his tongue along the underside of the younger boy’s
dick, flicking his tongue over the slit quickly. A breathy moan left Luke, his
hips slightly lifting off the bed. Ashton licked his lips and wrapped his mouth
around the younger boy’s cock, putting a hand on Luke’s hip to keep him from
thrusting into his mouth.
He slowly lowered, taking more and more of the younger boy into his mouth,
humming deeply. A staggered breath left Luke and Ashton could feel the boy’s
muscles straining underneath his hand. Ashton came back up, flicking his tongue
over the tip of Luke’s dick before chuckling lightly.
“Are you really that turned on Lucas? I would think after getting fucked every
other weekend that you would have built up some stamina,” Ashton quipped,
licking his lips again. Luke groaned and shook his head, pushing his hips
against Ashton’s hands.
Ashton stuck his tongue in the side of his cheek, thinking.
“What if you get those pretty fingers and opened yourself up? It would really
save me a lot of time... Or would you rather me eat you out, treat you like the
little slut you are? What do you say Lucas?”
A shiver went through the younger boy, his whole body tensing at the words
said.
“Whatever you want,” Luke panted out, back arching slightly off the bed.
Ashton crawled up Luke’s body, face hovering inches above the blond’s.
“I want you to come apart using your own fingers.”
“Oh my god,” Luke panted out, shuddering beneath Ashton’s lust filled gaze.
Ashton bent down, capturing the blond in a rough kiss, biting at his bottom lip
hard enough to draw blood. Luke licked his lips, wiping away the bit of blood
beading at the slight cut. Rolling over, the older boy settled against the
backboard of Luke’s bed, an expectant look on his face.
With his face flushing a bright red, Luke propped onto his knees, facing
Ashton.
“How do you want me,” he stuttered, looking down.
Staring at Luke for a few moments, Ashton chewed at his lip, “I want you
however you feel most comfortable.”
Luke nodded, face still beet red as he sucked on his fingers quickly. Pulling
out his fingers, he reached behind himself, only stopping to voice a thought.
“Can you talk to me while I... you know.”
Ashton perked up, eyes squinting slightly.
“While you what Luke? You need to be specific.”
A low whine escaped the younger boy, his blush spreading to show on his chest
as well as face.
“Can you talk to me while I,” Luke took a deep, shuddering breath, “While I
finger myself.” Luke’s voice falling to a whisper by the last word.
Ashton nodded, “What do you want babe? Do you want me to watch you as you slide
in a finger; jerk off as you come apart?”
Luke let out a breathy moan, hunching over and wiggling in a finger. He let out
small pants, intently listening to the sound of Ashton’s short breaths. Ashton
slowly started to jerk himself, simply watching the way Luke’s shoulder and
chest muscles moved and glistened under the soft light of the streetlamp.
“Please Ashton,” Luke whimpered out, slipping in another finger. Ashton leaned
to the side and grabbed the bottle of almost-gone lube, squeezing some onto his
fingers and leaning foreword to rub it along with Luke’s fingers. A low groan
left Ashton’s lips while doing so, his chest rising up and down at an uneven
pace.
“You’re doing so well,” he panted out, “Tell me when Lukey.” Gasping, Luke
leaned into the mattress, shaking. Pulling out his fingers and wiping them on
the bedding, he practically lunged at Ashton, pressing his lower body against
the older boy’s toned muscles.
“Eager,” Ashton whispered against Luke’s lips, a smirk on his mouth. Luke
whined, a shiver going down his spine.
“Please fuck me,” he breathed into Ashton’s ear, the puffs of air fluttering
the hair by his ear.
Ashton shot up and flipped themselves over, pushing Luke roughly into the
mattress. The air left Luke’s lungs quickly and before he was able to catch his
breath, he felt his legs being pushed up. He grabbed at the bend of his knees,
pulling them to his chest easily, as if he had done it before.
A laugh left the older boy as he squeezed lube into his hand, spreading it
along his dick before positioning himself between Luke’s legs.
“Getting nice and ready for me, huh Luke, all open and pretty?”
The younger boy moaned, his eyes shutting and face flushing a deep red. Ashton
licked his lips, slowly guiding himself into the taller boy. Luke’s jaw went
slack and a deep groan left his lips, his entire body relaxing into the
familiar state of looseness.
“You’re just as tight as when I first fucked you, what the hell,” Ashton choked
out, his body shaking once completely inside Luke. The younger boy gasped, his
entire body going tense at the choked words.
“Oh shit,” the older boy groaned, placing his hands on the backs of Luke’s
thighs. Luke moaned brokenly, pulling his knees closer to his chest, spreading
his legs farther apart. Minutes ticked by slowly as the younger boy adjusted,
his body finally going slack against Ashton’s.
“Ash, fucking go,” Luke breathed out evenly, his chest shining in the soft
light. Without hesitation, Ashton pulled out and slammed back into the younger
boy, a throaty moan leaving him. Squeezing the hard muscle in his legs,
Ashton’s fingers pressed hard against Luke’s thighs, dark marks already
appearing against the smoothy, tan skin.
A sharp gasp left Luke’s lips. Ashton smirked and continued to slam into him,
slightly shifting his hips to draw out that delicious sound again. Luke’s eyes
were glazed and his mouth slack, small pants being drawn out with each thrust.
The younger boy whined when he felt Ashton begin to slow down, drawing out each
move.
“I love the way you sound when you come apart beneath me,” Ashton whispered in
Luke’s ear, pushing the blond’s knees completely apart and leveling his body
with the boy’s beneath him.
“Fuck,” the blond sighed out, his crystal blue eyes staring up into Ashton’s
hazel ones. Luke’s back arched up off the bed, his hips grinding against the
older boy’s pelvis. Ashton quickly rose up then grasped the younger boy’s hips
tightly, pulling him harder against his body. A strangled groan left Luke and
when glancing up at his face, Ashton noticed a bright red blush and Luke’s arm
covering his eyes.
Smirking, Ashton leaned forward again, sliding his hands up Luke’s torso.
Pressed flush against the younger boy, Ashton captured Luke’s lower lip between
his lips and tugged on it lightly, a cheshire grin on his face. Legs wrapped
around his waist, Ashton tugged the boy closer to him, Luke laughing breathily
at the action.
Luke peeked out from behind his arm, eyes sparkling, and pouted at the older
boy. Ashton pecked the boy lightly on his lips before balancing on his forearms
above Luke.
“You know,” Ashton mused, chewing at his lip thoughtfully, “ We should try
fucking in front of a mirror.” Luke completely stilled and his eyes became
darker, pupils contracting wider, a thin ring of blue just barely there. The
older boy stared down at Luke while slowly pushing into him.
“Watch as my dick gets buried balls deep in your ass.”
Luke choked, hands going to hold onto the shorter boy’s toned torso, nails
biting deep into the tan skin. Ashton let out a low moan as the younger boy
tightened around him, pleasure chorusing through his body. Burying his face in
the crook of Luke’s neck, Ashton bit at the skin, working on creating a red
mark that would last at least a week.
Letting out a breath of air, Luke pressed up against Ashton, eyes falling shut
as his heart started to hammer.
“Please, Ashton, please,” he whispered out, voice lowered an octave. Both boys
had agreed after they first started having sex that Ashton wouldn’t touch
Luke’s dick at all while fucking, that it would simply ruin the pleasure. But
Luke was seriously regretting that decision at the current moment.
“Please fucking touch me Ash,” Luke moaned out, eyes staring pleadingly at the
older boy.
“No.” Grinning, Ashton pushed himself back up onto his knees, gripping Luke’s
hips and began to roughly push into him, anger and adrenaline flowing in his
veins.
“Holy fuck,” Luke groaned out, lower stomach tightening. Ashton growled and
practically picked the taller boy up, lowering down so that he was sitting on
his knees, Luke now sitting on his lap.
“Oh shit, oh shit,” the younger boy whispered out, wrapping his arms around
Ashton’s neck and leaning their foreheads together. Luke felt so full,
completely surrounded by Ashton, who was so deep inside.
“Are you close Lucas,” Ashton whispered against the blond’s lips. Luke
whimpered and nodded his head, rolling his hips against Ashton’s slowly. The
older boy could practically feel the younger boy’s thigh muscles twitching in
pleasure. Running his hands across the blond’s chest, Ashton lightly tugged on
his nipples, glad that he knew one of Luke’s weaknesses.
“Hell,” Luke breathed out, his entire body shuddering with the force of his
orgasm, almost whiting out in pleasure. Ashton bit his lip, staring at Luke’s
face as he came. Continuing to thrust in the younger boy, Ashton leaned forward
and kissed the blond, nipping lightly at his bottom lip before shoving his
tongue in the boy’s mouth.
Luke moaned into the kiss and tightened around Ashton. Body almost completely
dead and oversensitive, the blond grinded against Ashton before softly
whispering into his ear,
“Do you want to come in me? Make me so fucking spent and dirty? Be your little
slut?”
Ashton’s breathing became ragged, the whispered words making his chest tighten.
The grip on Luke’s torso tightened and with a groan, Ashton came in Luke, his
whole body shuddering. Panting, Ashton relaxed against the blond, head falling
forward to rest on his shoulder.
“You are a little slut,” the older boy laughed out, his voice gravelly. Luke
flushed bright red and looked up, away from the boy against him. Slowly and
carefully, he pulled off of Ashton, wincing at the small pain radiating from
his tailbone. Leaning over, he quickly grabbed two pairs of boxers, throwing
one at Asthon before pulling on the other.
“I will never get used to that,” he mused aloud. Ashton looked up, face filled
with concern as he tugged on the boxers.
“What’s up?”
Luke shook his head, “Just the pain at the end, it’ll only get worse later but
it’s worth it. Reminder of what happened and all.” The blond settled against
his pillow, laying down right next to Ashton.
“Plus, the whole ‘coming in me’ thing is a bitch to clean, just fyi,” Luke
quipped, a smile on his face.
Ashton smirked and pulled up the haphazardly tossed bed covers off the ground
and over both of them. Snuggling down in the sheets, Ashton pulled Luke closer
to him, a lazy smile on his lips.
“You’re such a little shit,” he says, twining his legs with the younger boy.
Luke simply rolled his eyes but moved closer to the older boy, close enough to
smell the cologne that still sticks to Ashton, despite having practice and sex.
Both boys stared at each other for minutes on end; blue eyes and hazel eyes
filled with barely concealed love. Sighing, the younger boy slowly shut his
eyes, already feeling them begin to droop with exhaustion. Falling asleep to
the sound of Ashton’s steady breaths, Luke tightened his hold on the older
boy’s fingers, lacing them together underneath the sheets.
Ashton fell asleep with a smile on his face, and heart weirdly elated.
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