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Eros Deveraux, the right hand of the fraternity Alpha Adelfoí in Newdale University is hosting a party with the frat leader Max Covertine in their frat house. Everyone was invitied, from different sororities and fraternities, to people from neighboring colleges and universities just to attend the party of the year. Both boys are proud of their work, but this has got to be the greatest since this would be their last year in the uni. They would move forward, scavange for their desired jobs.
Max was nowhere to be found, typical that he would be screwing someone in this party, not really a surprise there. While Eros was watching down on the people moving around, dancing, drinking booze, playing beer pongs, grinding each other in dark corners. He smiled in pride of what the party brought to these people who attended. The best night of their lives. He should be finding a good lay right now, but he’s not really feeling it right now. He would rather be cooped up in his bedroom, sexting someone in particular. But he’s a good host and this was going to be the legendary party that him and his brothers are talking about all year round. He felt the swell of pride of course, but he just wants to do something else.
” Dude, you’re fidgetting,” Aaron nudged Eros’ shoulder who gave the smirking boy a scowl.
” Find any good meat to eat?,” Aaron asked teasingly, with his eyes scanning the crowd beneath him.
Eros shrugged,” Not really feeling it. I just want to head to my room and sleep.”
Aaron looked at Eros weirdly. The blonde boy was never the party pooper, in opposite, he was the life of the party, livelier than Max since he’s always off to somewhere making out with someone or having sex. Eros was the one who entertains and confront newcomers with welcoming arms. Eros is still the host who welcomes the people who enters the house, but now he’s sulking and looks bored as hell like he’s itching to go somewhere.
” Eros, what’s going on with you? You’ve been weird this past few months… Are you on drugs?”
Eros snorted,” I mean, really man? I’m pretty much asthmatic, thanks to swimming I got my asthma attacks on the low. It’s like your asking me if I’ve been trying to kill myself lately.”
” Um, sorry… It’s just you’ve never been the silent one. That’s Greg’s part, now he’s the one doing the jazz hands.” Then points at Greg who was dancing weirdly with a girl in a bikini top and short shorts dancing with the music.
” It’s our last year… Just trying to make it through finals right now,” he half-lied. Yeah, it’s half the truth but he really wants to hit the hays and be pumped up and excited for tomorrow, like he does in every single week.
” Oh. Okay, that’s understandable. So I’ll leave you here creepily scanning everyone if that makes you happy.”
Eros rolled his eyes,” Whatever, man.”
*
” Hello sexy,” James gasp as he felt someone squeezed his bum. He was going to throw insults of tbe guy but when he faced him, it was Eros. Standing tall with his playful smirk and mischevious eyes. He just screams dangerously delicious.
” E-Eros, we talked about this. Making a pass towards a teacher is strictly forbidden,” the drama professor said, as stern as possible.
For Eros, James looks like a kitten trying to be angry but, fuck, it was a turn on. He grabbed his professor closer by the hip, grinding a bit, so the James would feel how hard he was.
James pushed him away slightly, his breathing hagard, puffing breathes, his tan cheeks were tinted pink from, his ears to his neck,” Eros… Please stop. The class starts in an hour.”
” We can use an hour for a really productive activity,” he whispered seductively as he looks through from the shorter man’s specs to his darken blue eyes.
James stopped himself from letting out a gasp as Eros slowly walked to him, still intensely looking at him. James doesn’t really know what he got himself into this past few months. When Eros Deveraux started taking his class even though he wasn’t a drama student. But still, the ravishing young man takes his class everyday, wearing that hooded lust in his dark brown eyes. Yes, there are students looking at him like he was a piece of fresh meat giveaway, but Eros eyes hold such sheer intensity that he pretty much wants to jump on the younger boy too.
” E-Eros, please,” he whimpered. Not really knowing what his call means. If he wants the teasing to stop and just bend him over tight there and then or just begging him to stop this teasing and stop making his life more confusing.
” Please, what, baby?,” whispered Eros, occupying James’ personal space again. It didn’t really gone beyond from kissing in necks, aggresively grabbing James’ bottom.
Before, James say something that he might regret after, he stepped back and let out a big breathe and changes the mood of his eyes with a glare.
” Get out, Mr. Deveraux. You don’t have any business attending this class. I suggest you show yourself out.”
A frown crept on Eros’ handsome face, that it almost made James cringe at how deadly he looked. The fratboy’s teasing image seems to fade.
” You know what? Fine. I wouldn’t spend another time with a whiny little bitch like you. I should have seen that you were not worth my time. You were supposed to be just another hole to fuck,” Eros spatted coldy, ending with a smirk.
James eyes widen and he felt like he was stabbed in his chest many times as he let out a gasp. He expected this. But he didn’t know that his words would hurt this much. He stepped backwards, finding a support from his desk, looking at Eros with blurry eyes.
” Get out…,” he croaked then later on shouted,” GET THE FUCK OUT!”
And Eros obliged, leaving immidiately. James felt himself collapsing, as he let out a sob. It hurts of how people belittle him and make him feel like he was another toy to play with. Disregarding his feelings. And he manage to get hurt every fucking time. And he was so tired of it. Just because he’s gay doesn’t mean he’s an easy lay, that he’s gonna let other people screw him because of liking boys.
So he wiped his tears away, stood up, stand tall and made a note of how the class would ressume indefinitely. Then walked towards the dean’s office.
*
It’s been a week since Eros seen Prof. James Lewis. And he felt sick. Sick of himself. He wants to go to James, but he’s ashamed of what he did. He was just angry, that he took it as James’ rejection. He tried so hard not to cry whenever he remembers the hurt and pain in the professor’s eyes. He knew James would never forgive him. He knew he fucked up, then and there.
” Eros, buddy? You need to come out of your room. You’ve been sulking. What’s wrong?,” Max asked in the other side of the door, knocking lightly.
” I need some time alone, Maximus,” Eros rasped out. His voice hoarse from crying.
He heard Max let out a sigh,” Eros, we’ve already given you a week of sulking. It’s weird of you to go home after school. I know you attend Prof. Lewis Drama class. You don’t have to hide that you have the hots for him. Just tell me what’s wrong.”
Eros’ eyes widen in surprise. He made sure that he was discreet every time he shows in Prof. Lewis’ class. Especially hr doesn’t want them to look at him differently because he likes a guy, or liking one of the professors of their university.
So he slowly stood up and opened the door to let Max in, his best friend stared at him,” You look like shit.”
” Tell me something that I don’t know,” he mumbled as he sat on his bed. He felt his bed dip beside him, Max sitting looking at him concerningly.
” You can tell me what happened. I won’t judge you.”
Eros looked at him then bowed his head, looking at his hands on his lap,” I messed up, Max. I lost him. I shouldn’t have said those things, I didn’t mean to.”
” Dude, you can cry later. I can’t actually understand you with all of your sobbing,” Max whined.
Eros punched the blonde boy’s arm where Max whincing and muttering,” asshole,” under his breathe.
” Maybe because you’re an asshole. You’re an asshole to me right now, how much more with him?”
Eros glared at Max, who was coyly smiling at him. But then felt the word stung with the realization. Because he was being an asshole.
” Yeah, because I was.”
After explaining everything to Max. Max was surprisingly understanding.
” I really can’t blame you, man. Prof. Lewis is one hot piece of man meat,” Max said almost dreamily.
” He’s mine,” Eros growled.
Max snorted,” Possesive much? But anyway… Isn’t it illegal?”
” Actually it’s not. I looked it up. But that doesn’t mean it applied in high school. You can date a collage professor as long as he’s not under the major your taking. And he’s still young. He’s 26.”
” Wow, you did your research. And you exceeded from stalkering to sexual assault. I’m proud of you,” Max joked.
” Hahaha, very funny,” Eros muttered bitterly.
Max was debating though if he should tell his friend about the bad news that has something to do with Prof. Lewis, because of Eros stupidity.
The dark haired boy saw the anxiousness in Max face, like he was debating over something.
” Max, what is it? Spit it out,” Eros said.
” Uhm, Prof. Lewis requested a transfer and he’s in UPen, he left yesterday.”
*
Eros felt like he was going crazy. After the three hours drive toward Pensilvania state, he felt like he just want to crash his car in the nearby post. Because, this was bad. He pushed James so far to the point he requested a transfer. Just to be far away from him.
As it was nightfall as he walks towards the university entrance to find the admin.’s office to maybe find where James live. But he saw the man walking with a cute frown plastered on his face. He ran towards him.
” James!”
James searched for who owns the voice and he’s heart started to beat really fast,” E-Eros…?”
But Eros pulled him into a bear hug,” I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, please forgive me, I love you, I’m sorry.”
” Eros… W-what… Wait, Eros… Stop!,” as he pushed Eros away from him.
Eros eyes glazed with hurt as he looked at him and whispered while tears starting to drop on the marbled floor glistening as she lamp post shun him,” I’m sorry, I hurt you. I love you. I… I… Can’t loose you.”
” What you said… Hurt me, Eros…,” James whispered in a small voice.
” I know, I was angry. I thought you were rejecting me. I… I know it’s not a valid reason for me to say things like that. I’m sorry. It’s fine you won’t forgive. I just want you to know that I’m sorry and I love you…,” Eros explained as he was sobbing, crying his eyes out.
James felt he’s heart broken and assembled back whole. He smiled at how broken Eros looked and how he would drive for three hours just to see him. James is a drama professor so he would know the difference of acting and genuine. But Eros action is genuinely sincere.
” Eros, get up.”
So Eros did, wiping his tears fron the back of his hands, sniffling a bit, then he felt James hugged him and was looking up to him.
” Kiss me.”
And so Eros gave him the most tender and passionate kiss that he have ever experienced in his entire life.
*
” E-Eros…,” James moaned as he felt the younger boy dipping his head on his neck, sucking and nipping as they walked towards James’ bedroom. Eros lift up James’ sweater throwing it acrosd the room as James helped him with his as well.
” Are you sure, babe?,” Eros whispered as he held him close, looking down at him since he was taller than James, gripping on his ass cheeks, massaging, while biting and licking his earlobe.
” Fuck… Yes, I’m fucking sure…,” then, kissing him from his neck to his pecs and to his abs until he kissed his clothed crotch. As both men, expressed there love for each other in a physical, intense pleasurable act.
As their high from their love making fizzled, Eros then pulled out and kissed James passionately and murmured,” You never said I love you back.”
” What if we got caught?”
” Caught in what?,” Eros looked at him confusingly.
” Uhm, I’m a teacher, you’re still a student–“
” After a few months, I would be graduating. So you don’t have to worry about anything. So, do you love me back?”
James rolled his eyes,” Of course, I love you too, you idiot.”
Eros planted another sweet kiss on James’ lips as he dipped side and spooned over James with a contented smile. It didn’t matter if they were dirty as long as they’re together they’ll be fine.
And they’re just too tired and lazy to clean their spunk up.
The End.
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Hey, guys, this is the unexplicit version of Fratboy. You can follow me if you want to read the naughty version 😉
kat xx
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