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Nam-gyu was bored out of his mind in math class, his teacher was going on about fractions he already knew this shit.
He tapped his pencil on his wooden desk until he got nudged by his seatmate.
Thanos, whose real name was Choi Su-Bong, sat next to him in a couple of classes.
Choi Su-Bong was a junkie student who had been held back once. He had bright purple hair and painted nails.
Nobody dared to make fun of the guy, he had some scary connections due to him dealing drugs from time to time.
Nam-gyu often gets free drugs from him, and that's why thinks their friends. He can never tell if this guy was serious or not. He was always high and spoke in riddles. It was kind of funny.
“Brotha,” Choi Su-Bong spoke English to him.
Nam-gyu shifted his attention to him, drowning out the sound of his maths teacher lecturing.
“Skip next period, I have something,” He grinned.
Nam-gyu frowned his eyebrows at him. He pointed at his closed fist. Choi Su-Bong smirked and flashed a packet of MDA to him.
Nam-gyu made an "o" sound and nodded. He wasn't opposed to skipping biology for this.
For the next 30 minutes, Choi Su-Bong still had that stupid smirk on him. Nam-gyu hated to admit that he kind of found it attractive.
He wasn't gay or anything, he just thought guys could be — hot. That isn't weird, right?
The sound of the bell made Nam-gyu jump out of his Choi Su-Bong-induced thoughts.
“My house, my parents are gone anyway,” Nam-gyu nodded. He just does whatever Choi Su-Bong asks of him.
That's kind of pathetic, but he doesn't have that many friends.
They walked to Choi Su-Bong's house in silence. Choi Su-Bong had his necklace in his mouth. He explained once that he liked the taste of metal. Nam-Gyu just shrugged it off; the guy was weird.
“So,” Nam-gyu started, “we took this before right?”
“Yeah, but my dealer said this was more intense, you know?” Choi Su-Bong let himself fall on his bed.
Nam-gyu just prayed he didn't get something laced. He sat on the foot end of his bed. Choi Su-Bong had a messy room, but it fit.
“K, how much do you want?” He opened the packet.
“Just one,” he held out his hand, Choi Su-Bong drew his back.
“Say please,” he laughed.
“Please,” Nam-gyu rolled his eyes. Choi Su-Bong gave him the pill. It was pink.
“One, two, three,” Choi Su-Bong counted, they put the pill in their mouth at the same time.
Nam-gyu laughed, “This shit’s bitter,”
“It takes like 20 minutes to kick in,” Choi Su-Bong threw his head on his pillow.
“That’s long,” Nam-gyu complained. Choi Su-Bong just smirked at him.
“So, did Kang Mi-na give you head yet?” Nam-gyu tried to start some sort of conversation. He recalled them talking once.
“Fuck, no” Choi Su-Bong laughs, “she just wanted drugs from me.”
“Oh,” Nam-gyu looks down at his hands.
“I still want head,” The tension in the dimly lit room rose. What was Choi Su-Bong trying to say here?
“You ever had head?” Nam-gyu asks awkwardly.
“Like half, she quit after 5 seconds,” He confesses. “Left me hard,”
Nam-gyu’s heart was pounding. He wasn’t sure if it was the drugs or what he was about to suggest.
“I- I can help you,” Nam-gyu stumbled a bit over his words. “It doesn’t have to be gay,”
Choi Su-Bong grinned. This is exactly what he wanted.
“Whatever,” Choi Su-Bong said. “I like dudes as well,” He shrugged.
“Is this a yes?” Nam-gyu asked.
“Yes,” Choi Su-Bong replied.
Nam-gyu never felt his heart pound this hard. This was like a dream come true.
“Okay, take your pants off then,” Nam-gyu pointed at his ripped jeans.
“Desperate Nam-gyu,” He teased.
“You wanted head,” Nam-gyu looked him up and down when he shook off his pants and threw them on the wooden floor.
He crawled over to the skinny boy. Choi Su-Bong bit his lip. This was hella sexy.
“Tell me to stop if I’m doing too much,” Nam-gyu looked him in the eyes.
“I’m not a pussy,” He defended. Nam-gyu hummed. “Good boy,”
Choi Su-Bong felt his cock twitch at the praise. He fucking loves praise.
Nam-gyu rubbed his bulge. Choi Su-Bong let out a moan.
“I barely touched you,” Nam-gyu let out a huff.
“Mhmm — it feels good, shut up,” he leans into the touch.
“You’re not cumming until I say so,” Nam-gyu tied his hair back.
God, Choi Su-Bong was about to cum just by the way he was being treated. He never thought he could be dominanted by a loser like Nam-gyu.
“Wh’ever,” he closed his eyes.
Nam-gyu pulled down his underwear, “not bad,” he admits.
“Yeah?, is it big?” He asks.
“It’s not small,” he hummed.
“You’re so desperate for attention are you?” Nam-gyu smiled.
“If you want praise you’ll have to earn it,” Nam-gyu twisted his hand around his cock.
Choi Su-Bong moaned at the coldness of the touch. “Fuck,” he dragged out.
He put a hand over his mouth to suppress his moans.
“Don’t, I wanna hear you,” Nam-gyu pries his hand of his mouth.
Choi Su-Bong frantically nodded. “There you go,” He kissed him. Nam-gyu started stroking his dick very slowly, plain-fully slow.
The dryness hurt of his dick hurt without lube, but he could take it.
The purple haired instantly kissed back, even though it was very sloppy. “Ah— Nam-gyu,” he whined, the teasing was getting bad.
“P — please,” Choi Su-Bong begged in the kiss. He was so hard.
“What do you want? Say the words,” Nam-gyu broke the kiss wiping his wet mouth.
“Suck me, suck me off mother fucker,” He threw his head back against his headboard.
“Ai,” Nam-gyu squeezed his dick, “that’s not how you ask,”
“Sorry, ‘m sorry,” Choi Su-Bong mumbled. “Please, suck me,”
Nam-gyu nodded, “thats what I wanted to hear,” He made his way down.
“Now be a good boy, let me get you off,” he started licking his tip.
“I will, I’m— a good boy,” He whimpered.
“Thats it, Choi Su-Bong,” Nam-gyu went down on his dick.
Choi Su-Bong gripped the back of Nam-gyu neck pushing him down.
The drugs made it feel extra good, Nam-gyu was so good. This way better than he expected. Has Nam-gyu done this before? That would be so hot. He is so hot.
“Nam-gyu — I.. I am,” he was almost incoherent due to him being so out of it.
Nam-gyu came up, “you’re close?”
“Yeah, yeah,” He trusted, leaking pre-cum.
“Can you last a minute?” He asks softly as he takes off his own pants.
“Dunno, ah—“ he was throbbing and on the verge of tears.
“Just let me get myself off, okay?” Nam-gyu says softly. “Then I’ll let you cum,”
Choi Su-Bong nodded and watched Nam-gyu jerk himself off. It almost didn’t feel real.
“Okay, ah— ready baby?” He made Choi Su-Bong look at him. “Jerk yourself off to me,” Choi Su-Bong obeyed and did as asked.
Choi Su-Bong jerked himself off, “that’s it, cum ahh— for me,” Nam-gyu pants.
He came almost instantly. So did Nam-gyu.
Cum shot on his own stomach, Choi Su-Bong licked it off.
“You’re amazing,” Choi Su-Bong told him.
“Yeah?” Nam-gyu asks.
“Mhm,” he nodded.
“Let’s do it again sometime,”
“Bet,”