You could just, uh, just block those people instead of quitting Facebook entirely.
Yeah, like Iâll waste my time blocking the hundreds of people on my friend list with those annoying statuses. The only people I block are creepy people and catfish.
âI would think itâs because Facebook has actually become unpopular now. But I so see that, people always make new year resolutions and never go through with them.â
Facebook was cool in like, 2009. Everyoneâs resolution is to lose weight, but they end up eating a family size pack of Cheetos as a meal.
Blaze offers to draw a portrait of Ezra and as one thing leads to another, the two hook up in Blazeâs dorm room.
Ezra was in his dorm, fixing his jacket in the mirror and running his fingers through his hair. He was trying to make himself look a bit more presentable for Blaze, since he was going to his dorm to pose for a sketch. Ezra sprayed on some cologne and spritzed a bit of breath spray into his mouth before making his way towards Blaze's dorm. He knocked on the door lightly and waited for him to open it.
Blaze didn't usually draw portraits. But he really wanted to give it a try this time, maybe partly because Ezra was really cute and fun to be around. He pushed his hair back, changing into a clean shirt and putting on some cologne before he got there. He put some things away just as there was a knock on the door and he set his notebook down, walking over and opening it up. "Hey. Come in." He said with a smile, stepping aside.
Ezra smiled once Blaze opened the door and walked inside. He took a look around the room and turned to face Blaze. "Nice place," he commented, trying to say something nice.
Blaze shrugged, glancing around his slightly messy room. There were marvel posters on the wall, artwork all over his desk and books stacked on his nightstand. "Thanks. It's a little messy." He scrunched his nose up and went to get his pencils. "So. What do you want to do for your picture?" He smirked over at him.
Ezra chuckled. "Less messy than mine." He bit his lip and looked up at the ceiling, thinking. "I dunno. What would you like me to do?" he asked, raising a brow.
Blaze sat down on his bed, opening his notebook to flip to a blank page. "Umm," he licked his lower lip, glancing at him. "I've never done a portrait before. So I have no idea." He admitted with a laugh.
Ezra "Maybe I'll just lay in bed with my shirt open with a cigarette in my mouth." He laid down on the bed beside Blaze, propping his chin up with the palm of his hand. "That's sexy enough, yeah?" Ezra scrunched up his face and let out a laugh.
Blaze smirked, opening the drawer of his nightstand and grabbing his pack of cigarettes. "Sounds pretty sexy to me." He answered, pulling a cigarette out and handing it to him.
Ezra grinned and pulled off his jacket before unbuttoning his shirt, exposing his bare chest and torso. He took a cigarette, muttering a "thanks" before putting it in his mouth. "Can I actually smoke this?"
Blaze glanced at his bare chest for a second too long before looking down at his notebook. "Yeah, you can. My roommate might not be too happy about it though." He warned. "I do it anyway though." He shrugged.
Ezra "Who's your roommate?" he asked. "We can like, open a window to get the smell out." He shrugged and found a lighter. Ezra lit up the cigarette and began smoking it, immediately feeling relaxed.
Blaze moved to get up, setting the notebook aside. He opened the window, glancing back at him. "Lucas." He told him, sitting back down on the bed and pulling a cigarette out for himself. "We don't agree on a lot of things." He snorted.
Ezra "I think I saw him at the dance. But never talked to him." He huffed. "Well, he does look like a goody-two-shoes. Those are never fun." he chuckled softly and sat up on the bed, continuing to smoke his cigarette.
Blaze lit his cigarette, setting the lighter aside and pulling it from his lips between his two fingers. "I don't know him all that well." He admitted, making a face and lying down on his back, his cheeks hollowing as he took another inhale.
Ezra "Really? Hm." He watched as Blaze smoked his cig, wondering how someone could look this hot smoking a damn cigarette.
Blaze exhaled through his nose and glanced over at him. "He's kinda nosy though. Was asking me questions about the dance." He licked his lips.
Ezra "Questions? Like what?" He scratched his chest, totally not trying to tease Blaze.
Blaze propped himself up on an elbow. "I guess it wasn't so much questions as it was wondering what happened with you and I at the party." He explained.
Ezra furrowed his brows. "Yeah?" He chuckled a little, vaguely remembering his intentions to hook up with Blaze after the dance. "Well, I do remember we were kind of getting a bit close." he looked into his eyes, biting his lip.
Blaze blushed a little, his blue eyed gaze making him squirm a little. "Uh yeah," He replied with a small laugh. "Pretty close.." He pressed his lips together and blushed, quickly putting the cigarette back to his lips.
Ezra smirked a little and placed the cigarette between his lips before turning away, exhaling out the smoke. He sighed and cleared his throat. "So uh, you gonna start sketching or something?"
Blaze sat up. "Right, yeah." He cleared his throat and grabbed a pencil and his notebook, turning to face him, criss crossing his legs before reaching over to put out his cigarette. "Be sexy." He ordered with a smirk.
Ezra "I already am." He huffed and propped himself up with an elbow, letting the cigarette hang from between his lips. He gave Blaze a smoldering look and tried his best to stay still for him.
Blaze "Yeah, yeah." He smirked wider, his eyes crinkling slightly as he put the pencil to his paper and studied him. "You could be a model, Ez." He winked and started sketching.
Ezra felt himself blush and pulled the cigarette away from his mouth. "Well, thanks Blaze." He bit his lip and watched as he sketched. "Have you ever done portraits before?"
Blaze smiled and glanced up at him again. "No, not like.. realistic ones." He said, looking back at the paper as he drew the curve of his body. "First time for everything though. And you're a great first subject." He winked.
Ezra grinned and tried not to seem so flustered. "Well, thanks." He continued staying still for Blaze. "How long would this take?"
Blaze sketched some more, trying to get the outline done. "Um, not too long. We can take a break whenever you need to." He said, glancing up from behind his lashes.
Ezra "I'm fine," he lied, trying to stop himself from wobbling. "Okay, kidding." He plopped down on the bed and groaned. "I definitely need to go to the gym again."
Blaze laughed and sketched a bit more before setting it aside. "Yeah you do. You weakling." He teased, reaching over to squeeze his bicep.
Ezra squeaked and started feeling a bit hot when Blaze squeezed his arm. "Rude. I just haven't been going because...well." He furrowed his brows, wondering why he wasn't going. "But anyways! I just need to go again."
Blaze smirked at him. "We can go together. I can kick your ass at boxing." He wiggled his brows, pulling his hand away.
Ezra gasped. "Oh hell no! I'm great at boxing, thank you very much." He pouted and folded his arms across his chest. "I'll definitely kick your ass."
Blaze "I'd like to see that. I'm not convinced." He teased, reaching over to poke his stomach. "Where's the abs?" He joked.
Ezra let out another squeak and frowned. "Hey!" He sat up and pushed Blaze down on the bed. "Where are /your/ abs?" he asked, poking his stomach.
Blaze fell back with a gasp. "I have them!" He flexed his stomach and wiggled his brows. "So eat that."
Ezra swallowed thickly when he felt Blaze flex his muscles. "Fuck," he muttered under his breath. He realized that he was sitting on top of Blaze with his shirt unbuttoned. Ezra bit his lip and scanned his eyes over Blaze's clothed body. "Can I see your abs, then?"
Blaze felt his body get hot, his cheeks flushing. He pressed his lips together and kept his eyes on him as he pulled his shirt up and over his head, tossing it aside.
Ezra looked down and widened his eyes. "Shit." He slowly smoothed his hand over Blaze's stomach. "You have abs." He licked his lips and looked into Blaze's eyes.
Blaze got chills from his touch, his heart pounding a bit faster. "Told you." He answered, reaching up to get Ezra's shirt off the rest of the way.
Ezra helped Blaze pull off his shirt and tossed it to the side. He stayed quiet and kept his eyes on him before leaning down, placing his lips against his.
Blaze watched him, his eyes falling on his lips as he leaned down. He shut his eyes as he kissed him, reaching up to slip a hand to the back of his neck.
Ezra pulled away from his lips and moved down to leave kisses on his neck and his collarbone. He looked up at him and softly kissed his chest as he rubbed his hands up and down his sides.
Blaze opened his eyes when he pulled away, getting more turned on as he started to move down. He watched him, pushing his hand into his soft blonde hair. "Fuck you're so hot." He breathed, blushing more as he said it.
Ezra smirked and left kisses down to his stomach. "This alright?" He asked, tracing his finger slowly around his bulge.
Blaze bit his lower lip as he felt heat rushing south. He nodded quickly, thinking it was beyond alright. "Definitely," He breathed.
Ezra grinned and began pulling down his pants, mouthing at his bulge through his boxers. He looked up at him and slowly pulled down his underwear. "Keep quiet for me," he said, smirking. "Don't want the people living on this floor know what we're doing." Ezra wrapped his fingers around Blaze's length and began stroking him as he leaned down to kiss him again.
Blaze didn't think he'd ever hook up with someone like this, but he definitely wasn't regretting it. He wanted this. "Okay," He answered with a sharp intake of breath as he grabbed his cock. He tightened his grip in his hair, shutting his eyes.
Ezra kissed his neck, softly nibbling down as he slowly jerked him off. "Does this feel nice?" he asked, his voice deep and full of lust as he nibbled on his earlobe.
Blaze groaned quietly, his back arching slightly as his hand kept moving. He was going at such a painfully slow pace, it was driving him insane. "Torturing me," He breathed with a lazy smirk, slipping a hand down the curve of his back into the back of his pants.
Ezra chuckled deeply. "Good," he whispered as he quickened his pace. Ezra sat up and scooted down between Blaze's legs. He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss on the tip of his cock, looking up to watch his reactions. Ezra began to wrap his lips around the head, sucking softly as his hand continued to work.
Blaze his eyelashes fluttered, a gasp escaping his lips. "Fuck," He muttered, furrowing his brows and fighting the urge to buck his hips up. It felt so good, he knew he wouldn't last.
Ezra moaned around him as he began taking more of Blaze in his mouth. He pulled off with a pop and went down on his again, taking him deeper.
Blaze was finding it harder and harder to keep quiet. Especially when Ezra was really fucking good at this. Blaze tilted his head back, veins popping out in his neck a whimper sounded from the back of his throat. He was nearly there.. "M'close," He warned quickly.
Ezra held Blaze's hips and squeezed them a little as he began bobbing his head. He squeezed his thumb with his hand and took in a deep breath before taking him all in his mouth, deepthroating him. He stayed still and looked up at Blaze, moaning a little around him.
Blaze groaned loudly this time, not bothering to be quiet. There was no way, not with the way this felt, and his moaning immediately sent him over the edge. He came quickly, his back arching a bit.
Ezra felt him come into his mouth and gagged a little. He pulled off and swallowed, wincing a little at the taste. He cleared his throat and wiped his mouth. "Oh fuck," he rubbed his throat, feeling a bit sore.
Blaze tried to catch his breath, looking up at him and smirked lazily. "Alright?" He asked, slipping a hand over his shoulder to the back of his neck. "I can make it up to you."
Ezra looked at Blaze and chuckled. "I'm good." He bit his lip and laid down beside him. "Only if you want to."
Blaze rolled onto his side to face him, licking his lips. "Course I want to." He answered. He'd be a real ass if he didn't return the favor.
Ezra smirked and moved his arms behind his head. "Have at it, babe." He felt excited and was curious how well Blaze could work his mouth.
Blaze chuckled a bit and sat up, moving over him and straddling his hips. He slipped his hands up his chest, leaning down to kiss him. He didn't do this often, give blowjobs that is, so he was a little nervous.
Ezra arched his chest towards him and kissed him back. He reached up to cup Blaze's cheek and pulled away with a smile on his face.
Blaze licked his tongue into his mouth briefly before pulling away as well, biting back a smile as he unbuttoned the other boy's jeans and started pushing them down. He moved down, moving a hand to gently palm him through his boxers.
Ezra gasped softly and looked down, biting his lip. He smiled a little and let out a breath, moaning softly.
Blaze figured so far so good. He leaned down and kissed his lower stomach, down toward his happy trail before he slowly pulled his boxers down. He moved between his legs, kissing to the base of his cock before letting his tongue slide down his length. He grabbed his hip gently, glancing up at him from behind his lashes.
Ezra "Oh fuck." He tilted his head back and whimpered a little, trying his best to not buck his hips up. "Cmon..." he urged, getting a bit impatient.
Blaze couldn't help but smile, pleased. He held his hip down firmly, grabbing him with his other hand as he placed his lips on his tip. He slowly started to take him into his mouth, not rushing it.
Ezra kept his eyes on Blaze and let out a groan. "Yeah--" he licked his lips and bit down on a finger, trying to quiet himself.
Blaze wrapped his lips around him, bobbing his head after a moment. He figured he was doing a good job from this reaction..
Ezra ran his fingers through his hair and moaned softly. He tried his best not to buck his hips up, but with Blaze, it seemed very difficult to hold back. He let out a heavy breath and tilted his head back, feeling overwhelmed.
Blaze slipped his hands up the other boy's sides, sucking on him and swirling his tongue around. He bobbed his head again, trying to go lower. It definitely wasn't easy, Ezra had made it seem effortless..
Ezra watched as he tried to go lower and gasped. "Shit," he chuckled breathlessly and cupped his cheek, stroking his cheekbone with his thumb.
Blaze glanced up at him from behind his lashes, his cheeks hollowed as he sucked on him. He loved the reaction he was getting out of him. Jesus it was hot. He swirled his tongue around again, bobbing his head again and fighting the urge to gag when he went down further than before.
Ezra scrunched up his face, letting out a soft moan. "I'm getting close," he let out a quiet whimper. He tugged at Blaze's hair softly and subtly bucked his hips up, feeling himself spill into Blaze's mouth.
Blaze wasn't sure what to do once he finished. Did he pull up before..? But before he could even make a decision Ezra climaxed. He refrained from making a face, sucking it up and pulling back to swallow. He leaned back down to finish sucking him off and help him ride out his high before pulling back again. He crawled over him and quickly pecked his lips, smiling. "How was that?" He asked.
Ezra laid back in the bed, limp and exhausted. He tried to calm down his heavy breathing and looked up at Blaze, forming a smile on his face. "Really good," he answered, chuckling breathlessly. He cupped his cheek and leaned in to kiss him again.
Blaze was pleased to hear that answer. He smirked and shut his eyes, kissing him back. He liked this. This hooking up thing. He pulled away to fall into the bed next to him, stretching out happily. "Good." He said with a wiggle of his brows.
Ezra let out a laugh and sighed, turning his head to look at Blaze. "Well." He sat up and stretched out his arms. "Now I'm hungry." He grabbed his pants and pulled them out. "You got any snacks or anything?" He rubbed his jaw, which was still a bit sore from sucking Blaze off.
Blaze yawned and pushed his hair back from his forehead, slowly sitting up to look for his boxers. "Yeah, over there," he pointed to the mini fridge across the room.
Ezra smiled and walked over to the fridge. He opened it and peeked inside. "Hm." He found a Snickers bar on top and grabbed it before taking a water bottle. "Thanks." he sat back on the bed and began eating his candy bar.
Blaze pulled his jeans on and sat on the edge of the bed. "No problem. Mi casa y su casa or something like that," he waved a hand.
Ezra threw his head back and laughed. "I think it's mi casa es su casa, but A for effort." He smiled and took a sip of water.
Blaze laughed with a blush. "Whatever. I take German not Spanish." He said with a shrug.
Ezra grinned. "Really? Can you say something in German for me?"
Blaze laid back and pursed his lips. " ich möchte ein Bier." He said.
Ezra widened his eyes. Blaze speaking in another language was just ten times hotter to him. "What did you say?"
Blaze glanced over at him. "I want a beer." He said with a wiggle of his brows.
Ezra grinned. "You got some, right?" He walked over to the fridge and peeked inside.
Blaze shook his head. "I don't. And Luke definitely doesn't." He said, rubbing his eyes.
Ezra huffed. "It's because Luke is some goody-two-shoes?" He looked back at Blaze. "Well, I got some. Mi casa es su casa." He flashed a grin.
Blaze laughed and moved to grab his t-shirt to pull over his head. "Bueno." He answered. "That's right, right?" He chuckled.
Ezra "Si." he nodded and put on his shirt. "You can come over anytime for beer or...ya know." he smirked at him and winked.
Blaze leaned back on his hands, blushing as he smiled. "Thanks. I'll definitely take you up on that." He answered, grinning more.
Ezra chuckled and glanced over at Blaze's sketchbook. "Do you want me to pose again so you can finish the drawing?"
Blaze glanced over at the sketchbook as well. He'd totally forgotten about that. "Oh." He moved to grab it. "Actually, yeah."
Ezra smiled and laid back in the bed. "How was I posing again?" He unbuttoned his shirt and let it open. "Like this, right?"
Blaze nodded and grabbed his pencil. "Yeah. Wait.." He leaned over and pushed part of his shirt up and to the side. "There." He smirked and sat back.
Ezra grinned and looked at Blaze as he stayed still for him.
Blaze started sketching again, peeking up at him every now and again. "You're a really good muse, you know." He commented.
Ezra furrowed his brows. "What's that mean?" He smiled a little. It felt like it meant something good, like a compliment.
Blaze: "Like.." He sketched a curved line. "Like you're interesting. Attractive.. Fun to draw." He smiled up at him.
Ezra smiled, trying to hide his blush. "You really think that?" He bit his lip, grinning. "Thanks, Blaze. I'd say the same too, except I can't draw."
Blaze nodded, noticing the red on his pale cheeks. He was so adorable. "Yeah." He said with a smile and started shading a little. "You should try sometime, I'm sure you can." He said.
Ezra "I barely have eligble handwriting, I don't think I could draw." He let out a small chuckle. "The best thing I can do are stick figures. I draw a pretty good sun too."
Blaze laughed at that, shaking his head slightly as he continued sketching. "Then you should master the art of stick figures," he snickered.
Ezra laughed loudly and shook his head. "I wish stick figures can get me into college. I've got no special skill."
Blaze pressed his lips together for a moment. "I wouldn't say that." He said.
Ezra raised a brow at him and chuckled softly. "What do ya mean?"
Blaze shrugged, fighting a smile. "You've got some pretty special skills." He said.
Ezra "Skills in what, hm?" he wiggled his brows, his smile turning into a smirk.
Blaze bit his lower lip, blushing. "I think you know." He said.
Ezra chuckled deeply. "If only that could get me into college. Maybe I could do stuff with the admissions people." he shrugged and started laughing. "Just kidding."
Blaze laughed and shook his head, sketching a little more. "Never know, could work." He joked with a chuckle.
Ezra "You're encouraging me to fuck the admissions people? Damn." he shook his head and clicked his tongue. "You're such a bad influence."
Blaze blushed a little and set the sketchbook down. "Only sometimes. Don't tell anyone." He smirked.
Ezra "I can keep a secret. Lips are sealed." He giggled and noticed that Blaze had put the sketchbook down. "You're done?"
Blaze nodded, looking at the drawing. "Yeah. I can add details and stuff later. But I got most of it down." He told him.
Ezra "Alright." He sat up and buttoned up his shirt. "Show me when you're done. How do you want me to pay you?"
Blaze pushed his hair back and closed his sketchbook, sitting up more. "You don't have to pay me." He said.
Ezra "You sure? I wanna pay you though. You drew a portrait of me!" he smiled at him and stretched out his arms. "I'll take you out for like, lunch or something. Your choice."
Blaze pressed his lips together, smiling. "Okay. Lunch sounds great." He agreed happily.
Ezra "Just text or call me." He felt happy that Blaze agreed to go to lunch with him. "So...I'll see ya later?"
Blaze nodded quickly and moved to stand up. "Sure. I'll see you later." He assured him.
Ezra "Bye." he waved a little and smiled at him before walking out, back to his dorm room. He laid in his bed and smiled, feeling a bit of joy that he had just hooked up with one of the most attractive people he had ever met.
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