In for a penny....3/3
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“Yay, you got fucked. Big whoop, now its time to move on from self-hating straight boys to some real gay lovers” Luhan swung the laptop screen around so Sehun could see the webpage.
“Twinkslooking4luv? Seriously? I thought you were setting up an eHarmony profile or something”
Luhan shrugged, “This is more effective. eHarmony is all about the matching and the selecting and the spirits have aligned, walli-boop-bam-shit. Fuck that. This is faster and guarantees you get laid”
“I am getting laid. And you are too concerned about my lovelife”
The shorter boy pulls a grimace, “Lovelife? What lovelife? You’re boypussy for some straight imp who’s still trying to convince himself that fucking guys doesn’t make him gay!”
“Would you stop calling me boypussy. God, the word is so…dirty and weird”
“Well, you’re a dirty and weird boy” Luhan nodded at his own words, clearly agreeing with himself.
The bastard.
**
Sehun had been checking the designated book in the library each day since that night, hoping to find the coded message that would set up his next meet with Zitao, but none had appeared. Sehun became extremely frustrated as nearly two weeks passed by. He increased the frequency of his jerk-off sessions so as to prevent the nocturnal emissions that visited him the last time Zitao made him wait. Soon, Sehun started to get worried.
Had he and Zitao finally gone too far? Could Zitao not handle the fact that they had fucked? Sehun refused to let himself believe that this was the end of their secret tryst.
Then, finally, one Wednesday afternoon in late October, Sehun checked the obscure book on the 4th floor of the library and was overjoyed to find a coded message wedged at the 47th page. He quickly decoded the message.
"Thursday. Nine PM. Zitao's dorm hall. Basement storage room."
This location seemed perfect. Meeting Zitao in the basement of his dorm should provide them with a great deal of privacy - no more holding back moans and screams as their passions erupted. Sehun assumed that the door to the storage room would be locked, but he would just bring the paper clip lock pick that he had fashioned when he met Zitao in the custodial closet.
After a seemingly endless day of classes on Thursday, he headed over to EXO College, later phoning his parents and telling them that he would be staying at the library a bit longer so that he could finish the paper he was working on for AP English.
At just before 9pm, Sehun slipped out of the library and jogged over to Zitao's dorm hall. After waiting until he saw a resident exiting the restricted building, he slipped in behind him, entered the back stairwell, and walked down one flight to the basement. He approached the door of the storage room and found that it was locked, as he expected. To his horror, however, he realized that the lock was electronic and required a key card to access!
"Shit!" Sehun thought to himself, his heart pounding. He couldn't possibly pick this lock. If he tried to break in, he would undoubtedly sound off some kind of alarm. A notice posted on the door of the storage room read:
"Authorized Personnel Only. See Resident Advisor for key."
If Sehun couldn't pick the lock or otherwise break into the room, he was just going to have to make the RA let him in. The wheels began spinning in Sehun's head as he tried to formulate a plan. Seconds later, he had it.
He ran back up the stairs to search for the RA's dorm room. At the end of the hall on the first floor, he noticed a doorway that had sign next to it reading "Resident Advisor." He decided to do a fly by and check things out. He walked by the door, which was open, and discreetly glanced inside, taking a snapshot in his mind. A frail-looking, thin guy, with floppy blonde hair and glasses was sitting at his desk reading. He was wearing a white t-shirt and a pair of khaki pants, and there was classical music quietly playing in the background. His room, unlike most guys' dorm rooms, was spotless and immaculately organized. On the walls were posters of Madonna and (ick!) Celine Dion.
His ‘gaydar’ was going all sorts of haywire. And it didn’t much before he came to the conclusion that the RA was a total homo. This was going to be too easy.
Sehun darted into the restroom at the other end of the hall. He walked to the mirror at the sink and examined himself. He was wearing a EXO College track jacket, thin nylon mesh gym shorts, a baseball cap, and flip flops.
"Ok - I've got to make this work," Sehun thought to himself.
He immediately took off the jacket and stuffed it into his backpack. Luckily, he was wearing one of his tighter t-shirts, which nicely accentuated his lean, muscled chest and arms. He lifted up his shirt and pulled his gym shorts down so that they sat very low on his hips - not enough to show pubic hair in the front, but enough to show just a tiny bit of crack in the back. He flipped his cap around backwards, then started flexing and swinging his arms, increasing the blood flow to make his muscles pop out.
"Alright - here we go," Sehun mouthed to himself in the mirror, with a wicked smile.
Sehun swaggered back to the RA's dorm room, and knocked on the side of the door.
"Hey, what's up, man? My name's Himchan - I work part-time in the housing department on campus. They've asked me to do a check around campus on the security of the basement storage facilities. Apparently, there have been a couple of break-ins recently, and so they wanted me to report on the condition of all the dorm storage rooms. Would you mind getting your key and walking with me downstairs really quick so that I can check it out?"
Sehun said, with confidence in his voice.
"What? It's 9.00 at night! Do you have to do this now?" the RA responded, staring at him curiously and seeming quite disturbed and uncooperative.
Sehun shifted his weight from one leg to the other, flexing his chest and arms as tightly as he could without being too obvious. He then took his right hand and lifted up his shirt slightly, doing the straight-boy, absent-minded stomach scratch, which exposed the smooth, taut ridges of his lower abs. He caught the RA glance down at his torso.
"Yeah, man, I know it's late. I'm sorry. Really, it should only take a few minutes," Sehun said, flashing a smile, his eyes dancing playfully.
"Well, uh, I don't know. I'm really kind of busy here. Why can't this wait until tomorrow?" the RA asked, still studying Sehun up and down.
Sehun turned to the side and arched his back, thrusting out his butt, which stretched against the nylon fabric of his shorts.
"Well, man, you see, I was at the gym the other day and I really strained my lower back - had to go see a trainer and everything. That threw me off schedule this week, and so I've had to run around at the last minute to finish all of the checks on the dorms. I know it's a hassle, but the housing department really needs the information first thing tomorrow morning," Sehun said, massaging his back with his hands, causing his shirt to slip up and expose the inch of crack at the top of his shorts.
Sehun glanced over quickly and saw that the RA's mouth was practically wide open. It was working!
"I promise, man, it'll only take a few minutes. You would REALLY be helping me out, dude," Sehun pleaded, once again flashing an irresistible smile.
"Uh ... um ... ok. Sure. Let me get my key," the RA stuttered, visibly shaken up.
Sehun smiled and chuckled to himself, relishing in his success.
His enemies at Clarksdale High had so wounded his self-esteem that he had never really thought of himself as an attractive or desirable guy. He suddenly became aware of his own sexual power, and it thrilled him to no end. The RA grabbed his key card and told Sehun to follow him downstairs to the storage room.
"This is the door to the storage facility. As you can see, it has the standard electronic card access, and I'm the only one in this building who has the key," the RA said.
"Ok, great. Now if you could just open the door for me, I'll make sure that it works properly," Sehun said.
"Why do you need me to open the door? You can see that it's locked - no one can get in without sounding the alarm and alerting campus security," the RA said in a snotty tone.
"Look, dude, I'm just doing what the housing department asked me to do. I know this is taking you away from your studying, but it'll only take a second," Sehun said, placing a hand on the RA's shoulder and squeezing slightly.
"Really, man, it's not like I'm gonna steal anything," Sehun said flirtatiously, smiling at the RA, as his eyes twinkled. Sehun could feel the RA's legs shaking.
"Uh ... oh ... alright, sure. No problem," the RA said, hypnotized by Sehun's sexy stare.
The RA pulled out his key card, slid it into the lock, and it clicked open. Sehun stepped inside and pretended to study the door frame from inside the storage room for a minute.
"Ok, everything seems to be in good condition," Sehun said, turning back towards the RA and pulling the door behind him.
"So what about that exit door over there? Is it accessible from the outside?" Sehun asked, pointing in the opposite direction and diverting the RA's attention.
As the RA turned away from him, Sehun slipped his driver's license from his pocket and, behind his back, placed it into the latch between the door handle and the frame. He then pulled the door shut, but the license prevented the bolt from sliding into place.
"No, that's just an emergency exit. You can't get in from the outside," the RA said. As he turned back to the storage room, Sehun had already stepped away from the door, which appeared to be shut and locked.
"Ok - cool, man. I guess I'm done here. Thanks so much for your help - I'm really sorry that I bothered you," Sehun said, as he walked towards the stairwell.
"Oh, no problem, Himchan. Anytime - glad to help," the RA said, now not seeming to care too much about being disturbed.
Sehun could feel the RA's eyes on him as jumped up the stairs ahead of him. Sehun flexed his ass on each step, giving the RA a nice show. Sehun had never been a cocky guy, but he prided himself in the thought that he probably just gave this guy at least a few months' worth of jerk off material. He pictured the RA going back to his room and closing the door, and jerking his cock thinking about Sehun's tight ass and lean muscled body. Sehun had to admit that this really turned him on.
Once Sehun was sure that the RA had disappeared back into his room, he raced back down the stairs to the basement and headed to the storage room. He had to get back quickly, as he knew that doors like that one would automatically sound an alarm if left ajar for an extended period. He reached the door and pushed it open, collected his license, then stepped inside and closed the door behind him. After turning on the lights, he could see that the storage room was fairly large, divided by several rows of metal caging. It was packed with all sorts of junk - old furniture, boxes, and some lighting equipment. Given the density of the concrete ceiling and walls, Sehun was sure that the room would give them all the privacy they needed. Sehun walked back to a far corner of the room, behind a wall of metal caging, and flicked on a small overhead light. He then went back to the door and turned off all of the other lights and waited for Zitao to arrive.
Sehun pressed his ear to the door, and just a few minutes later, he heard footsteps coming towards him.
"Sehun? You in there?" Zitao whispered. Grinning, Sehun quickly opened the door and let Zitao inside. Zitao was wearing a white tank top, his classic nylon gym shorts, and no shoes. Sehun's whole body reacted in excitement in seeing Zitao after such a long absence.
"Well, man, I'm really impressed. How the hell did you manage to get in here? The RA is the only one with a key, and he's an annoying little shit," Zitao asked, placing his hands on Sehun's shoulders.
"Oh, yeah - the RA and I had a little chat. I convinced him to open the door for me, and then I jammed the lock when he wasn't looking," Sehun said slyly.
"Convinced him, huh? What, did you let him suck you off or something?" Zitao asked, sneering a little.
"Fuck, no! I'm not that easy, dude. I just asked nicely, and he was more than willing to help me out," Sehun responded, smiling provocatively.
"Yeah, right. And I'm sure this tight ass had nothing to do with it," Zitao said, slapping Sehun's butt cheeks and rubbing his fingers along the crack.
"Well, I just try to play to my talents - you know how it is," Sehun said, as he reached down and massaged Zitao's package with his hand.
"Speaking of talents, let's get to it. I've gotta be back up in my dorm soon. My roommate's home and I don't want him to get suspicious," Zitao said.
"Back this way - I've picked out a spot in the back corner," Sehun said, as he turned and walked towards the back of the room.
Sehun led Zitao to the back corner behind the metal caged wall. Zitao leaned up against the far wall and peeled off his tank top. After removing his own shirt, Sehun placed his hands on Zitao's waist and slipped down his shorts, letting his cock flop out, watching it bounce under the fluorescent light.
Sehun's hands massaged Zitao's biceps as he placed his lips on Zitao's right nipple, first gently licking it with his tongue, then playfully biting and chewing it. Zitao exhaled deeply. Sehun's mouth then traveled across his chest, through the deep valley between his pecs, and gave the same treatment to his left nipple. Sehun moaned softly.
Sehun began slowly licking down the center of Zitao's chest, letting his tongue drag across the ridges of his abs until he reached Zitao's belly button. Stopping for a second to slip his tongue inside the indentation, he continued down the light trail of hair to the sweet treasure below. He passed by Zitao's cock momentarily, in order to take each of his balls into mouth, sucking firmly. Then he began working on Zitao's stiffening cock.
Sehun sucked on the head for a few seconds and then began deep- throating him feverishly. He ran his hands around Zitao's waist, then gently, almost tentatively, slid them ontop of Zitao’s fleshy ass checks.
Despite their change of scenery Zitao still did not make much verbal comments. He wasn’t quiet but he wasn’t as chatty as he had been that night in the car.
Sehun began seriously working over Zitao's cock, alternating between deep- throating it, and sucking on just the head while jacking the rest with his right hand. As Zitao’s ass flexed beneath his hands Sehun had an idea. He took on hand off a cheek and bought it to his mouth. Sloppily he drooled on his fingers, coating them nicely before bringing his hand back to Zitao’s bum.
With the other man transfixed on receiving his blowjob, Sehun gently pried open his ass cheeks and touched at the heated hole with one of his lubed fingers.
He had expected to be shoved off but Zitao bucks forward at the touch, cussing under his breath.
.Sehun assumes this is permission to continue so he continues to run his fingers over the creased entrance.
“Fuck Sehun” Zitao hisses, followed by a groan.
Feeling a little braver, Sehun aligns a single digit at the hole and presses in slowly. His finger is barely inside before Zitao shifts backwards almost greedily, his hole opening up around Sehun’s finger. With his finger being clenched and massaged by Zitao’s ass muscles, Sehun releases a heavy moan around Zitao’s dick. He wiggles the finger in slow circles and that seems to be all it takes before Zitao is cumming in his mouth with a startled cry.
“Fucking Christ” Zitao cusses almost unintelligibly.
Someone seems to like having things up his ass.
Sehun swallows the load. His voice throaty and well fucked when he speaks.
“Do- do you want to try it, try it the other way?”
If Zitao liked a finger…
“You mean…” a shy look crossed Zitao’s face and if Sehun hadn’t been intensely staring at the other boy he would’ve missed it. The look disappeared quickly and was replaced by a disgusted scowl. “no. No way”
Of course he shot that idea down.
What a surprise.
Something about the way this evening has been going is making Sehun feel bolder.
With his hands still planted on Zitao’s ass, he stands up to his full height.
“You seemed to like it and I can vouch that it feels really fucking good”
Zitao stubbornly remains unmoved. “I’m not gay…”
“Then stop fucking having a guy suck you off every day.” Sehun blurts out in frustration.
The jock does the inevitable and lashes out with his fists. Sehun ducks out of the way almost immediately, waiting for Zitao to end their arrangement and run off to live a repressed straight life. But rather than run off Zitao holds his ground, his fists clenched at the side.
He seems to be having some kind of internal battle with himself and Sehun is considering cutting his losses and escaping before Zitao comes to his senses but a quiet whimper keeps him from moving.
“I don’t want to be gay”
It’s a pitiful whine at most but combined with the anguished look at Zitao’s face, its heart wrenching.
Sehun awkwardly moves in for a hug, wrapping his arms around Zitao’s still naked frame.
“In this day and age, I don’t think it’s a choice. It’s who we are”
Zitao pushed Sehun away and raked a hand through his hair, tugging harshly at the strands,
“I don’t feel gay. I can’t be gay...I love girls, I- I- this is your fault!” he accused, pointing a finger at Sehun.
Sehun’s eyes widen comically, “My fault? This whole arrangement was your idea”
“You- you seduced me…probably put something in my drink”
Well now he was just being ridiculous.
“Yeah, if it were that easy I’d be neck deep in ass all around town. Instead I’m with you the homophobic college boy who’s so deep in denial you’re practically drowning.”
Zitao folds his arms, trying to look unruffled by Sehun’s words but he can’t even meet Sehun’s eyes now.
“Then why are you still here. All you have to say is no and this whole thing would be over”
Sehun groans, “I don’t know. I guess, I guess because I like you” he admits sheepishly, looking everywhere around the room except for Zitao.
A silence stretches between them for a few minutes too long and by now Sehun feels that he had humiliated himself enough for one day.
“I’m going home” he sighs, his cock had already softened anyway. “This was fun”
A hand closes around his wrist just as he is about to pass Zitao. They both look at the appendage that he holding them together.
Zitao seems shocked by his body’s movement while Sehun waits patiently for the outcome.
One thing for sure, he wasn’t going to let Zitao make a mockery of what they had done. If punches were to fly, he would defend himself.
“I didn’t watch Evil dead because I don-I don’t really like horror films” Zitao admitted in a soft voice almost grudgingly.
Sehun blinks slowly, unsure of why that information was shared but his brain digests it anyway.
“OOookay. How the fuck does a tough guy like you get to be afraid of these silly horror movies?” Sehun says the first thing that comes to mind.
Zitao gives him a powerful glare but by now Sehun is convinced that this puffed up jock is about as harmful as a kitten.
“Fucked up shit like that can be happening for real somewhere in the world”
Sehun rolls his eyes, “Yeah and my letter to Hogwarts got lost in the mail”
Zitao scowls at him and begins to pull up his pants. With a smile Sehun pokes the other boy in the chest.
“We can watch it tomorrow after school” Sehun suggests. Then he holds up his hand over his heart as if to make a promise, “And I promise I will protect you from all the scary parts”
Now it was Zitao’s turn to roll his eyes.
“Whatever. But I’m still not your boyfriend” he warns.
Yet. Sehun thinks but he nods at Zitao’s words.
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Short Sequel: Sehun is fed up of their ‘relationship’ being a secret. Zitao doesn't want it to end but is he ready to come out. (Coming soon :)