Warnings⚠️: 18+ the whole thing literally smut
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Bryce made you some food and then headed for a quick shower because he was all sweaty from working out. He planned on taking a shower, eating, and then going to bed. After he finished the shower, he went back to his room and started getting some clothes. He was vibing and listening to music, not paying attention to anything. When he got his clothes, he had got a text from Preston. That fool is always up so late.
Have you seen my basketball shoes?
I think they're in the garage
While he was texting, he wasn't paying attention to the bedroom door opening. He looked up from his phone, you were at the door, and he remembered, he had on no clothes. You just stood there for a second, looking at him, not moving. Finally, you started to move further into his room and closed the door, not breaking eye contact even a second. You started walking closer and put your arm around his neck, kissing him. You were pressing yourself against him and pushing him to the bed. Bryce started to sit down and pulled you with his, so you were straddling his lap. You started grinding on him, and he let out quiet moans into the kiss.
He made a quick movement and flipped you so that he was on top of you. He started to slip his hand under your shirt while you wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him closer and grinding into him again. He takes off your shirt and throws it to who knows where. You both pulled away to take a breath and sat just looking in each other's eyes. Bryce leaned down again, this time only kissing you for a second and then moving to kiss your neck.
He did his best to move around and not to leave a hickey. After a few more seconds, there was a knock at the door, "Hey, they weren't in the garage. Do you know where else they could be?" You hear Preston's voice. Bryce quickly pushed you under the covers, trying his best to hide that you were there. He never noticed how many blankets he had on his bed, so it didn't look too weird.
Preston fully opened the door right when he got you fully underneath. "U-uh, are you sure?" He said, trying not to seem suspicious. "Yeah, I looked everywhere. They weren't there." Preston said. "Last place I remember them was when I brought them in from my car." He said, trying to get an answer from Bryce. Bryce was doing his best to focus on Preston, but it was hard, knowing you were right there. You started moving, and he held onto your wrist tighter to try to get you to stop. You stopped for a second but then started moving again, and Bryce felt you wrap your hand around his cock. "Oh, by the way, are you going to the- are you ok? You look kind of weird." Preston said, squinting at him. "Mhm yeah. I'm f-fine." He said, trying to make sure his voice wasn't too shaky. Right after he said that he felt your mouth on his tip, Bryce purposely coughed to cover up the shocked inhale that he made.
"You sure you're good, man?" Preston asked again. "Yeah. Yeah. I'm just tired." He said, feeling you start to suck on his tip. "Try looking in your car, and if they aren't there, then try your room again or something." Bryce said a little faster than he meant to. "Ok. Hey, wait where's, y/n? Wasn't she supposed to be staying in here?" He questioned. "Yeah, she woke up and wanted something to eat," Bryce answered. Preston squinted at Bryce. "Oh, ok. Should I leave?" He asked, tilting his head as if he didn't believe anything I told him. "YES," Bryce said quickly. Preston finally turned around, closing the door and leaving.
Bryce let out a long sigh and relaxed his body, also placing his hand on the back of your head. You pulled your mouth off and peeked from under the covers looking at Bryce. Bryce looked at you. You had an evil smile on your face. "You're very ballsy." He said to you. "Yeah, well, it's fun." You say, with a smirk, and putting your mouth back on again while starting to bob your head. Bryce tilted his head back and shut his eyes while his grip on your hair tightened.
He put his arm over his mouth so that he didn't make a lot of noise. Without meaning to, he pushed your head down, making you gag and your throat tighten around him. It felt so good his mind was blank. He kept moving your head up and down, not thinking about if you cared, mind clouded from the pleasure. It wasn't long before he felt himself about to cum. He pushed as far in your throat as he could, shooting ropes of cum down your throat.
He sat there trying to catch his breath for a second, letting his hand up for you to pull away. When he finally opens his eyes, he sees you sitting back, holding your throat and coughing. He realized what he did, "Oh jeez, I'm sorry." He says, sitting up trying to help. You put her hand up and waved him off as if in an 'it's ok' way.
You kept coughing for a few more seconds before finally stopping and started to catch your breath. "Ugh, I'm sorry." He said again. "I-its fine." Your voice was raspy, and he could see the tears in your eyes. "I'm an idiot." He said. "Bryce," You sat up more and got close to his ear, "if I wanted you to, I would have made you stop." You said. His eyes widen, and he's shocked that you would say that. You moved and started kissing him again.
There was a knock at the door, "Y/n. Y/n are you ok?" Bryce's mom was at the door. He jumped off the bed, hiding, so she didn't see him. "Yeah. I'm fine." You said when she opened the door. "Oh, I heard you coughing. Do you need some water?" She asked. "Oh no, it's fine. Bryce was getting me some." You said to cover for him. "Ok. Goodnight." His mom says, closing the door and leaving.
Bryce comes from where he hid, and you look at him smiling. "You look tired. Go ahead and sleep. I'll see you tomorrow." You say. He was pretty tired, so he agreed. He got the clothes that he had gotten out from before and put them on. You say goodnight and kiss him on the cheek as he leaves the room.
