No Homo

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Jisung's POV
I wakes up this morning to the sound of my alarm clock ringing.

"Ring! Ring! Ring!"

I groaned, accidentally pushing my pillow on the ground.

I'm going to get assigned to a dorm as soon as possible, but as for now, I'm staying at my parents.

"Jisungie~ wake up!"

I basically jumped out of bed, attempting to wake myself up a bit more.

Jumping into sweats and a black Tee, I called it a morning.

"Should I do something with my hair?"

I asked myself.

"Nah."

I ruffled my hair a bit, satisfied with the shit I was wearing.

As I walked into the classroom, all eyes were on me.

"He's so hot."

"I'm going to get between his thighs real soon."

"Dude I dare you to try to fuck him."

"Where the fuck is he from?"

"Malaysia. I came from Malaysia."

I walked over to my seat next to Minho.

"Hey how are you?"

Because he didn't reply, I let him be.

But I just couldn't pry my eyes off of him.

He is wearing a tight, ripped, black jeans and a black denim jacket over his grey shirt.

His jeans were way too tight.

How are his balls even breathing?

I indirectly looked at his crotch, thoughts running through my mind.

Was I questioning his choice for his pants?

Definitely.

Was I also thinking about some..... dirty thoughts?

....... probably.

I could just imagine his soft, breathy moans as I suck him off, insuring the hardness of his cock, all while he would be pulling my hair. I would then take off his tight pants completely, leaving us both naked. And as he starts inserting his d-

"Mr. Han! What's the answer for number five?"

I quickly looked down at my paper, catching a glimpse of my 'little friend'.

"Uhm.... 728 over 1024?"

"Correct indeed."

I kept on shifting uncomfortably in my seat, accidentally bumping into Minho a couple of times.

Minho looked at me weirdly before looking down.

He smirked before putting his head down again.

"I swear to fucking god."

I locutioned about the ways I would beat myself up once I get home.

It was too hard; I'm sorry.

The pain really was unbearable down there.

I loosened my pants down as much as I could before raising my hand.

"Mrs. Park? May I please use the restroom?"

She sighed before pointing at the door.

"Go."

I thanked her and rushed quickly out.

Going into the stall, I pulled down my pants, letting 'him' get some air. It was red and veiny, already beaded with precum.

I threw my head back as I started to move my shaft up and down.

I let out breathy moans, unaware of the other soul in the bathroom.