✓ 𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐲𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝟏

099

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WARNINGS: smut for karla because the last oneshot will not have smut in it and she wanted it to have smut in it soooo ;))

DISCLAIMER: if you do not like boyxboy smuts then i advise that you do not read this oneshot

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"you enjoying the party so far, corbs?" christina asks with a giggle, talking loud enough for the blond to hear her over the music.

"yeah, it's great, thanks for setting it up and surprising me" corbyn smiles, taking a sip from his red solo cup.

"no problem" she returns the smile, ruffling her best friend's hair.

"but, we have one last surprise for you" jonah smirks, grabbing the cup out of corbyn's hand, replacing it with his own hand after placing it down.

he drags the blond man over to the bar, sitting him in the closets stool to the stage where a dancing pole is in the centre.

he, along with christina, sit down besides their other friends jack, gabbie, zach and tate, grins on all of their faces as they await what they had planned for their best friend to begin.

everyone takes a seat before a brunet walks onto stage, dressed in black dress pants, a white dress shirt, a black tie and a matching black fedora.

his piercing blue eyes meet corbyn's as he grabs onto the pole, 'pony' blasting through the speakers.

he slides his back down the pole, spreading his legs as he gets lower. he moves his hips in the most enticing way, his pelvic movements almost hypnotising to corbyn.

he continues his sensual dance before walking off of the stage, making his way over to corbyn who's breath gets stuck in his throat.

once in front of the blond he spreads his legs, standing between them with a smirk.

he removes his tie at a teasingly slow pace, looping it around the back of corbyn's neck and pulling the blond's face closer to his own.

he teases the man by going in for a kiss, but pulls away before their lips can meet.

the captivating brunet slowly unbuttons all of the buttons on his dress shirt, letting it slip off of his arms and onto the floor.

corbyn admires the other's masculine build, the urge to run his fingers over his defined abs almost swallowing him whole.

cheers and whistles are heard from the large crowd of corbyn's friends as the brunet takes the blond's hands, leading him over to the stage before looping an arm around his waist, lowering him down onto his back on the stage and resting between his legs.

once the chorus of the song kicks in he begins to grind down onto corbyn, who gasps with a soft giggle as his friends continue to cheer and whistle.

the blond runs his hands up the other's chest, circling them around his neck.

"fucking get it!" jonah exclaims.

"yes corbyn!" zach adds with a chuckle, whistling for his friend.

a sensual grin stays on corbyn's lips as the brunet continues to grind down onto him, biting his bottom lip once he meets the man's eyes, wrapping his legs around his waist.

the brunet straightens up, running his hands slowly up corbyn's thigh, causing pleasurable shivers to travel through the blond's body.