A/N

Hey, Lickorish here. 

Since there have been some people reading this(mostly silent readers ;-;) I have some things to say. So yeah, this chapter will be just smut for an adult audience. If you're not 18 and you're reading this, well I can't stop you, but I should advise you to skip to the next chapter. Don't worry, even if you don't read this chapter, it won't affect the flow of the story. 

Also please don't sue me. I am not liable for any underage readers who clicked inside even after being specifically warned.

If you are 18, please enjoy.

Zach isn't sure if this is a dream. He sits upright in the bed, and below, his crush, Sage Lian, was in front of him, essentially giving him a blow job. 

"Sage! What are you doing--"

Sage lifts a finger to hush him. "We wouldn't want anyone to notice us would you?" He lets out a devilish smile and there is a sexual glint in Sage's eyes that Zach has never seen before. Zach feels a pulsing in his length as it fully rises. 

Sage traces his tongue up his length before slowly taking it in. He relaxes his jaw and hums. He can feel Zach twitching in the back of his throat and he lets out a small moan. The nuance between his gag reflex and his pleasure makes him shudder. Slowly, he begins to move. 

"Stop, this isn't what we should be doing..." Zach says between hot breaths. There are too many thoughts swimming around his mind. How does Sage know how to give a blowjob? And why is he giving him a blowjob? Does he do this to other people? If so, do any of his friends know?

Zach feels waves of pleasure rush through him and clamps a hand around his mouth. It was too much. Contrary to popular belief, yes Zach is a jock, but not all jocks are experienced in the field of sex. 

Just when he thinks he will come, Sage stops and takes his mouth away, a string of saliva stretching from his lips. Sage's face is flushed, across the bridge on his nose to the tips of his ears. His eyes are rimmed with red as if he's about to cry. Instead, a smile emerges. 

He moves onto Zach and wraps his arms around Zach's neck. 

"You think I wouldn't notice?" he whispers into Zach's ear. "I've seen you staring at me, at my body. I know you've wanted to fuck me for a while now."

Zach's eyes widen, and shock is soon replaced with embarrassment. When did Sage start to notice he was a creep? 

Before Zach can respond, Sage pulls him in for a kiss. Sage's lips are soft and he feels his tongue curl around his. 

When Sage pulls away he raises Zach's chin. Zach gasps for breath and his vision begins to blur. 

"Don't tell me...You're a virgin?" he says. Sage can't suppress the excitement building within him. Who knew? He smiles. "Don't worry, leave it to me..." 

His kisses trace down Zach's neck, careful not to leave hickeys where it would be too obvious, and he slowly undresses. He leads Zach's hands to his waist, and Zach finds that Sage is already wet.

...Is this what I'm supposed to do? Zach thinks as his fingers enter. This is a completely different experience than what he usually does to himself.

Sage lets out a soft moan and buries his head on Zach's shoulder. Zach can feel Sage's breath against his ear, as he tries to slow his breathing. Blood rushes to Zach's head, and he feels like his heart is about to burst. 

Gently, Sage pulls Zach's hand away and leads Zach's length towards his entrance. 

"Your virginity is mine," Sage whispers and begins to move. Instantly, he knew he wanted more. 

Zach feels warm within Sage and the pleasure drives out his last straw of rationality. This is not what he had ever imagined happening. Still, he begins to rock his hips, slowly at first and gradually increasing in speed. 

He pulls at Sage's wrists, pulsing harder. Sage bites his bottom lip to keep from his loud moans, but Zach can still hear him whimper as they crash into each other. The rain continues to rush outside the windows, but all Zach can hear is the roar in his ears.

"More..." Sage whines and Zach flips him around so Sage's back is pressed against Zach's Chest. 

Zach places his hands on Sage's waist to steady him. Sage arches his back and tangles his fingers in Zach's hair. 

"Yes..." Sage moans, and both of them reach their limit.