Ezra couldn't believe that he had almost kissed him. No. He couldn't believe how badly he wanted to kiss him. To taste his lips again. Last time they had tasted like mint and strawberry. Just thinking about it had his mouth watering. He didn't know if he was grateful, or disappointed that the phone had rung, interrupting them.

That name though. David. Ezra couldn't get it out of his head. It just stayed in his mind, distracting him at moments as they went through Calculus and Language arts again and then chemistry.

It eventually became aware to the both of them that they really didn't need to be doing all of this work, but neither of them wanted to be parted from the other, so they stayed, shoulder to shoulder leaning over whatever book was resting over both of their laps.

Ezra though of his list from the week before. Of reasons that he hated Adrian Vang. His small hands. Those were actually perfect, Ezra noticed as Adrian tried to explain something to him buy waving his arms around. How he always wears his hair pinned up. It was like that now, and Ezra was thankful because he could see the others eyes completely. His smile. It was gorgeous. His laugh. He actually had two laughs, Ezra learned, though one was just a giggle and the other was a beautiful sound as the boy's eyes crinkled and he smiled.

This wasn't good for Ezra's health, he feared, but he didn't really care.

"You're really pretty, do you know that?" Ezra had been doing this the entire night. Giving small compliments that made the younger stutter and his cheeks turn an adorable pink.

"For someone who hated me a week ago-"

"For the last time, I don't think I ever really hated you," Ezra said quickly, but Adrian kept talking.

"You are being way to nice to me".

Adrian, Ezra noticed, didn't take compliments well. He acted as if he didn't deserve them, and it only made Ezra want to give him more and more. He did.

"I can't get over how short you are. It's adorable," and, "you have the perfect body," and, "you're so fucking smart. It's kind of se-" It was at that moment when it occurred to him that he was flirting, and that caused him to fall silent. Adrian looked alarmed.

"It's kind of what?" He asked, his voice light but confident, and Ezra swallowed, looking at this boy for just a second longer before he stood up off the couch.

"I should take you home," was his response as he looked down at Adrian, whose eyes widened at this. Ezra stepped over his legs and moved to go to the door. "I should go get the car- umph". At some point, Adrian had stood and wrapped his fingers around Ezra's wrist, pulling him back to face him. Just as his eyes landed on Adrian's face, he felt the other's hand at the base of his neck, pulling his face down to kiss his lips. "Adrian," he mumbled against his mouth, but the other didn't seem to care about protests for the moment because he slipped his tongue between Ezra's lips.

That was all the encouragement he needed. Without even processing what was happening, Ezra slipped his arms around Adrian's waist, holding his body close as he kissed him back. This was their second kiss. The first had been quick and uneasy, but this one was full of passion, igniting a fire of need in Ezra's stomach that he needed the other to put out for him.

There was tongue and teeth and it was oh so overwhelming that Ezra let the other take control, which was something he didn't often let people do.

"I want you". Adrian's voice was breathless in his ear, and Ezra considered pushing him down onto the couch once more and taking him there, but he would much rather have their second time be on a bed, so, without a warning to the smaller, he lifted him off of his feet, groaning as Adrian's erection pressed into his abdomen, and began to carry him towards his bedroom. Their bodies became even closer as Adrian tightly wrapped his legs around Ezra's waist his lips moving to his neck where he sucked and assaulted the skin all as Ezra tried to focus on his destination.

Adrian moaned loudly as Ezra dropped him on the bed, and then slowly walked to the door to shut and lock it in case his parents arrived home.

Their first time was fast and unpracticed and Ezra was actually a bit embarrassed about his performance. This was his chance to make amends, and, now that it was happening, Ezra could finally admit that he had spent hours and hours thinking about this. Thinking and thinking and waking up in the middle of the night with a straining erection that wouldn't go away no matter how many times, or different ways, he stroked it. Just imagining the younger boy pinned under him, writhing and begging and crying out. This is what Ezra wanted to see, and he was willing to go through hell himself to witness it.

When he turned back to Adrian, the other was looking up at him, his eyes completely hopeless, and Ezra grinned, climbing onto his bed and straddling his waist. He leaned forward to kiss him again, but stopped just before their lips met. "Can I kiss you this time?" He asked, his eyes searching Adrian's, and the other boy looked absolutely terrified as he nodded.

"Please do". Another grin made it's way onto Ezra's face, and he kissed him through it, immediately sliding a hand up the front of Adrian's shirt and slowly grazing his right nipple. Adrian whimpered into his mouth, becoming completely submissive and Ezra felt his cock begin to push against Adrian's thigh through his sweat pants. The other squirmed.

Ezra took his now hard nipple between his thumb and forefinger, gently rolling the bud between the two fingers and Adrian pulled away from his mouth to moan loudly. "No teasing," he demanded, but Ezra just laughed.

"What makes you think you're in charge?" His voice was so deep that he surprised himself and he couldn't remember the last time he was this painfully hard. Adrian let out a long whimper at his words, clearly not used to this sort of treatment, and gripped onto Ezra's arms as the older dropped his hips and grinded against the other for a very short while. "Take off your shirt".

"Take it off for me," Adrian demanded, his head thrown back and his eyes clenched shut and Ezra growled, biting into the boy's neck and sucking as he pinched his nipple roughly with one hand, and harshly palmed his dick through his navy skinny jeans. "Oh fuck". Ezra stopped all of his assaults at once, and sat back so no part of him was touching the other. Adrian's brown eyes opened, appearing darker than usual, and Ezra was very much turned on by his appearance, but had to pretend not to be. "Why did you stop?"

"Take off your shirt". Adrian huffed, clearly having a hard time being told what to do, which made it all the more fun.

"Do it for me". Ezra clicked his tongue and shook his head once before shaking his head and rising off of the bed. "Where are you going?"

"We'd better head out. It's getting late and I should bring you home". Ezra had no real intention of doing this, but the boys reaction was just as he had hoped.

"What?" Adrian asked, looking up at him with wide eyes. "Ezr-"

"I don't have all day. Come on. Get up". Ezra was looking down at the other with what he hoped was a blank expression, and Adrian didn't seem to like it, because he scowled and pulled his shirt over his head quickly, throwing it at Ezra, who felt his lips twitch.

"There, okay? There. Fuck you-" Ezra was straddling him again, his erection pressing into the boy's bare stomach as his long fingers held his face. He spoke carefully into Adrian's ear.

"You do as I say, when I say it, or I'm going to get up and leave you here, Hard and desperate". It shouldn't have had the effect it did, but Adrian's body shook against him and he moaned loudly. "Do you understand?" There was no response and Adrian seemed to be trying to get some sort of friction by rolling his hips up against Ezra's. "Stop that". Adrian whimpered. "Do you understand?"

"Yes". Adrian sounded so breathless and sexy that Ezra had to close his eyes and breath to keep from cumming in his pants rather than inside the other boy. "I'm all yours". This was just icing on the cake, and to reward him, Ezra removed Adrian's jeans and moved to mouth at the front of his boxers, causing Adrian to squirm. He was being suspiciously quiet, and Ezra didn't like it. When he looked up, he caught the boy with his lip pulled between his teeth, keeping his mouth shut and holding back all of his noises that Ezra so desperately wanted to hear.

"Stop biting your lip," Ezra demanded, and after a second Adrian did, probably considering his words from earlier. "If something feels good I want you to tell me". Another desperate whimper left Adrian. "Answer me".

"Yes," Adrian said quickly, and then moaned as Ezra slowly removed the rest of the boy's clothing, leaving him bare. Adrian shivered under Ezra's stare, but kept his mouth closed of all protest. Ezra grinned and enveloped his cock completely. He had never done this before, but had it done to him multiple times, so he tried to think back to all of those times and imitate what he had expierenced.

Adrian seemed to be enjoying himself, because a steady stream of pleasured noises left his swollen pink lips as Ezra's tongue circled his head, and, when Ezra opened his eyes to peer up at him, Adrian's eyes were clenched shut tightly. For a moment, Ezra wondered if this would be a mean thing to do, but he then realized he didn't care. His past hatred for this boy was helping his need to watch him suffer.

"Look at me," Ezra demanded, and Adarian cried out and forced his eyes open, looking down at where Ezra's now was wrapped around his cock.

"Yes," Adrien said, sounding as if he was going to cry and Ezra suddenly deep throated him, causing him to jerk and mewl loudly. "Fuck me". Ezra pulled off of him quickly, and Adrian whimpered, but didn't back down. "God Ezra, I need you to fuck me. Please".

"Tell me exactly what you want me to do to you". This seemed to be a challenge for Adrian, but he tried his best.

"I want you to... to kiss me, and then fuck me dry and hard until I come on only your cock," his eyes were unfocused as he said this, and Ezra grinned.

"Have you thought about this?"

Suddenly, Adrian once again looked very aware of his surroundings and his eyes met Ezra's again. "So many times," and it was so honest that Ezra didn't know how respond, so it was Adrian who sat up and ducked forward to kiss him, drawing his face in.

"I want you to ride me," Ezra said quickly, not at all the embarrassed by his words, but Adrian blushed before sitting forward and kissing him chastely for a quick moment.

"Are you asking?" Adrian whispered against his mouth and Ezra growled, biting the you're boy's lower lip roughly.

With that Adrian dropped back down against the mattress and looked up at the ceiling with unblinking eyes, chewing on his swollen lower lip and moaning around it at the sound of Ezra's next demand. "You are going to ride me".

It happened fast, but Adrian pushed Ezra off balance, and then quickly straddled his waist, a small hand pushing Ezra's sweat pants down to his thoughts. "Yes sir". Without warning or preparation, he impaled himself on Ezra's cock, and then whimpered loudly. "So fucking big".

It was wrong of him to get turned on by this statement, but Ezra couldn't help it as he stared up in wonder at the beautiful boy on top of him. Adrian's eyebrows were furrowed in evident pain, but he didn't climb off of him. He stayed, his mouth parted as he breathed harshly, completely unaware of the effect he had on the boy beneath him.

"Fuck, Adrian. You're so fucking-" but he could barely comprehend sentences, and Adrian had just began to move on top of him. It was painfully slow and careful, but he rolled his hips against Ezra's slowly and let out a very low moan. "Faster".

Ezra couldn't even explain the pleasure he was feeling as the boy began to lift himself off of his cock, and then drop down on it again, whining each time Ezra purposely jerked his hips back to miss the other's prostate. This made Adrian more desperate, because he quickened his pace even more, causing Ezra to cry out and grip the other's thighs tightly. Eventually, despite what he really wanted to do, he stopped working against Adrian and began to assist him, jerking his hips up quickly in time with the other's movements, his cock landing right at home where the boy wanted it and Adrian braced himself about him, seeming overwhelmed and unable to move.

"If you stop now," Ezra said, his voice low as he grinned evilly, "I'm going to flip you over and fuck you slow for hours until you cry". This seemed to be enough encouragement because Adrian started to move again, even faster than before as his breath came out in shallow pants and his cock leaked precum that dripped onto Ezra's abdomen. Without thinking, Ezra rang his fingers through a drop of the other's cum and brought it to his lips, tasting it. "Bitter. I would have thought you'd taste like strawberry".

"Oh fuck Ezra," Adrian groaned, his hips hesitating for just a second, but it gave Ezra enough reason to flip the younger underneath him and Adrian whimpered. "No Ezra. Just please let me cum". He sounded so desperate, and Ezra grinned.

"No". But despite his words he thrust into the boy, hard and fast as he had been begging for, assaulting his prostate directly and Adrian's mouth fell open and his eyes rolled back. The only sounds leaving his lips were gasped breaths as he neared orgasam. Ezra felt the boy clench around him, about to release, and then suddenly slowed his thrusts, driving both him and the boy under him insane.

Adrian cried out, his nails digging into Ezra's back. "Go faster," he demanded, and Ezra kissed his lips slowly.

"You don't tell me what to do". They went slow for a couple of minutes until Ezra could tell that Adrian was no longer on the edge, and then gradually sped up once again.

Ezra completely ignored Adrian's "yes yes, right there. Please let me cum," and stopped once again when the boy was about to.

This time, Adrian actually cried, tears leaking out of his eyes as Ezra applied slow friction to his cock between them. "Only a little longer," he promised, since he didn't know how much longer he could manage at this pace, speeding up, teasing the boy and then stopping before giving him what he wanted.

What they both wanted.

For minutes they played this game, and Ezra got to watch as Adrian slowly came undone and wrecked beneath him, tears leaking out of his eyes as he moaned on repeat, his hands desperately clutching at Ezra's shoulders.

"Okay baby".

Adrian swallowed, his eyes focusing up on Ezra, who was covered in a sheer layer of sweat for doing all of the work for the past half an hour. "I... I can cum now?" He sounded so hopeful.

"Not quite," Ezra said, and Adrian sobbed loudly, but moaned when Ezra gave a particularly hard thrust. He was sure that he could get him to do anything now. "Tell me what you want and I'll give it to you".

With no shape, the lewd words left Adrian's lips. "I want you to fuck me so hard and fast that I come on your dick".

Ezra complied, desperate for a release himself, and literally redefined the mean of fucking him into the mattress.

Adrian's fingers pulled at Ezra's hair, and he painted heavily before screaming a loud, "yes!" And his smaller boy shook around Ezra's cock as he came, throwing his head back and laughing happily. "Fuck yes".

Ezra came after a few more hard thrusts inside of the shaking boy, letting out his own cry of absolute pleasure, his arms giving out.

Adrian welcomed his weight, his skinny arms sliding around his neck. "Dear fucking god, that was amazing". Ezra grinned into Adrian's collar bone. "I've had sex a lot before, but nothing, and I mean absolutely nothing, has ever felt that good".

Ezra had to agree, and he showed this by humming.

"Are you okay?" Adrian asked softly, and Ezra, who was lying across his chest, propped himself up so he could look into his eyes.

"I'm great. Comatose, but great". Ezra leaned forwards and kissed him, stifling his small giggle, before pulling back and sliding down his boy so he was at eye level with his abdomen.

"What are you doing?" Adrian asked, his voice shaking as Ezra tently stuck out the tip of his tongue, tasting Adrian's bitter cum.

"I'm going to lick you clean," Ezra declared, thinking this was a splendid idea, especially when Adrian's cock grew hard again pressing into Ezra's chin. Ezra hummed thoughtfully, enveloping Adrian's nearly fully hard dick into his warm mouth and the other eagerly bucked against his face. Ezra himself was too spent to get a boner, but of course would take care of the others after the sexual torture he had just put him through.

"All of me?" Adrian asked, his fingers in Ezra's hair, and Ezra looked up at him in surprise, contemplating this for a long moment.

And that's how he ended up bringing Adrian to a second orgasam with his tongue somewhere he never thought he'd put it, and the taste of his own cum on his lips.

***

"You're actually bringing me home now?" Adrian asked, pulling his shirt back over his head and Ezra smiled at the other's extremely messy hair.

Instead of fixing it himself, as he so desperately wanted to, he quietly handed him a brush, feeling as if he still didn't have the right to touch the other. At least not yet. "I am," Ezra agreed, and Adrian accepted what he was being handed and quickly ran it through his straight hair.

Despite what Ezra had believed earlier, he did have the ability to get hard again, and so did Adrian, so he had pushed the other onto his hands and knees and took him from behind that way.

Ezra wasn't sure if he had feelings for Adrian, but he was definitely sure that he loved the other's body. There was no more denying it.

"Damn". Adrian dropped Ezra's brush onto his dresser and then looked at the other. "Do I look like I just had three consecutive orgasms? I don't really want my parents aware of this fact". Ezra looked him up and down, though he did have a neck covered in hickeys, the rest of the signs could be merely explained as a result from studying for six hours. The boy looked absolutely exhausted and his eyes were drooping.

"You look tired".

"I am". Adrian sighed, looking Ezra up and down one last time. "Alright. You can take me home".

Ezra was quiet as he walked the other out to his car, absentmindedly forgetting to unlock it until Adrian giggled and told him to so he could put his saxophone in the back seat. He didn't know how to act, or what any of this meant.

"Hey," Adrian said, his voice soft, once they were both seated in the car. "I can just forge-"

"I don't want you to," Ezra said, and he really didn't. He didn't know what he wanted, but he was sure that it wasn't them pretending once again like nothing had happened. "That clearly doesn't do anything".

The car was quiet. Ezra, now knowing where Adrian lived, but only how to get there from school, drove to Springfield High, and then drove to the other's home from there.