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"F-Francis, no-ah!"

"Shut it Turner, or we'll get caught."

"B, But... we're in the Library... ha, ahh..."

"That's why you need to keep your mouth shut."

Rough hands grabbed the thin waist under him, pushing the thick member deeper into that tight space. Eyes rolled back in pleasure as another set of eyes squeezed shut in pain.

"Fra-ngh!"

Fingers invaded his mouth, cutting him off and keeping him hushed as the larger boy pulled out slowly, only to ram back in. Stars burst in from of Timmy's eyes as he felt heat course through his veins. The room was going up in temperature, and he couldn't think straight.

"God, you're so tight... Ah..."

Fingers dug into his hips, they were bound to leave marks the next day.

"Fa...ngh, Fra... nshish..."

"You love it when I have something in your mouth don't you?" He said through grit teeth as he bucked. Gurgled moans were the only sounds the brunette could make with the thick digits in his mouth. He could feel the bigger student's breath brushing against his neck as the fingers tightened their grip. The feeling of skin rubbing against skin made the blood rush and head swirl. Oh God the heat.

The pain ebbed away and he could feel arousal build up as the hot member pushed past that small entrance. Francis was never gentle. He would always pull out slowly and fuck his way back in so that he bled, but the pain only added to the sex. It made it feel good.

Halfway through he would speed up, and his movements would get worse when he was climaxing. A muffled cry came out when teeth bit into his shoulder, but a shudder rippled through the lithe body when Francis dragged his tongue, sucking on sensitive skin. There was nothing Timmy could do but moan and enjoy the ride.

"You're going to -ngh- cum aren't you?" Francis asked through as breathy pant. "You're tightening and your hips are shaking... you perverted fag. If you weren't so hot inside... -ah- I'd beat your face in."

He always pumped into him violently when he was going to finish. Timmy hated the aftermath of it, but it felt so good when the bully spillt his seed inside of him. And with a rough thrust the member pushed the bundle of nerves again before shooting its hot seed into that small space. Timmy's body gave a jolt as he felt himself go. There was no way of holding it when it was given to him rough, even if he didn't want to cum, he couldn't help but indulge.

The grip on his hip loosened and the fingers in his mouth slipped out, taking hold of the other hip. Both bodies slouched against the wall as they stood there, breathing heavily. A soft moan escaped his lips when he felt Francis pull out slowly. Torture.

"Next week, my place at 6." He said before zipping his pants and turning around to leave.

Oneshot finished.