BoywithAntlers

The last piece of his sanity left his body when his trusted pencil snapped it's lead aganist the paper as he was scribbling down equations, it had left black mess on his worksheet. He had took a few deep breath in and out to clam his nerves, he told himself that the mess didn't matter and he just need find his sharpener.

It wasn't the end of the world, he's going to be fine.

Everything was going be fine.

He tried to search for his pencil sharpener on his desk but everything was cluttered with books and papers in preparation for his final exam before university. He had spent weeks preparing for this moment, he couldn’t afford to mess this opportunity up. Everyone was depending on him to well and get into one of the top universities in South Korea, he can't let them down.

After going through everything and sorting the what was important to the side and trashing the rest, just to discover sharpener wasn't there.

He sighs.

He pushed himself out of the chair and just had taken one step when he heard a sharp crunch under his slipper, he paused and raised his foot to reveal that it was the pencil sharpener that just broken under his weight.

"Damn, that was unlucky" a voice says out of nowhere, it made him jumped out of his skin. He spins around to see familiar figure relaxing on his bed.

Gi-hun.

"Hyung, i thought you went home hours ago. " Sang-woo huffed as he bent down and picked up the pieces of plastic into waste basket.

" Did you not notice me. I been here the entire time, Sang-woo"

"I have more important things to worry about than your whereabouts" Sang-woo argued back, taking a seat back at his desk, facing away from Gi-hun to focus on his books.

"I'm hurt by that, Sang-woo." Gi-hun whined at him. "I'm supposed to be your best friend".

"Well, go cry at your house" Sang-woo snapped. He was already stressed, he didn't need Gi-hun adding more to his plate. He took out one of his books from the pile and started reading. Five minutes passed till Gi-hun started calling out his name.

"Sang-woo"

"Sang-woooooo"

"What!"

"You don't need to snap at me like that" his friend sulked, Sang-woo wanted to push this fucker out the window and call it a night. He doesn't have time to give Gi-hun attention right now.

"Gi-hun, I'm trying to work. I got my last exam in the morning and I don't need you distracting me"

"Im..."

"Just go home, hyung" Sang-woo responded harshly as he stared at the words on the page.

"Sang-woo" his name called softer this time, he sees some movement in the corner of his eye then he feels Gi-hun’s warm hand on his shoulder, he can't but tense at the feeling.

""I didn't mean to get you mad, Sang-woo. I know that this important for you. I just go now, okay"

Sang-woo turned his head as he watched his friend make his way to his door.

"Hyung" he called out and Gi-hun looked over at him.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have harsh to you. The final is tomorrow and I'm just nervous that I mess it somehow"

"Oh Sang-woo. It's going to be okay. You worked hard really for this. I know you can do this."

"Right" Sang-woo sighed. "It’s just something we have to see. I wish I could get rid of this pented up stress. It makes me like im on the edge of an cliff.

" Let me help you out"

"What?"

"Get your mind off the finals"

"I can’t stop now, hyung"

"Sang-woo, please. You're going be too stressed out to take the exam.

"What do you suggest then"

"How about you use my mouth"

"For what?"

Gi-hun leads in closer with smirk playing on his lips. " Have you never got dick sucked off before"

"Err......" Sang-woo mumbled as he feels his face burn.

"You haven't, had you" Gi-hun teased, with that stupid smile across his face.

"Why would you even want to do that"

" I heard orgasm helps to distress fasted and I want to see how its different to from receiving"

The fact stunned him, he knew Gi-hun had relationships with girls before but had kept quiet about his sex life. Maybe it wouldn't so bad to try this out and it could confirm if he was gay or not.

"Okay..." he answered as fidgeted in his chair as Gi-hun made his way over him.

Gi-hun pushed his legs apart, slotting himself between them as his knees hit the floor. Sang-woo’s hands clump on each side of his chair tightly.

"You okay?" Gi-hun asked.

"I'm good"

"We don't have to if you don't to"

"I'm fine.....I want to" Sang-woo gulped, his face heat at his confession.

Gi-hun smiled at warmly, he reached out to the younger man's pants and slowly unzips the fabric, he focused his attention on Sang-woo’s face to watch any discomfort to appear.

When he sees nothing alarming and continues on, his hand cups inside as feels for Sang-woo’s length, he finds that it's already half hard already. He touches the member through his underwear and strokes his friend's clothed dick firmly. Sang-woo gasps at the hand movement, the feeling of Gi-hun’s hand is soft and steady. He's already ashamed on how fast he already got hard, but this was something he only ever dreamed about having, let alone happening in real life.

"Umm, I'm going to take it, okay?"

"Sure"

His underwear is pushed down and his dick bobs out, the head is leaking with precum.

"I barely touched you and you're running like tap" Gi-hun gloated.

"Hyung, please" Sang-woo gasped.

"Please, what ?"

"Touch me"

"I'm already touching you, silly"

"You know what I mean"

"Ohhh, you want my mouth already, huh"

Sang-woo groans at the words as Gi-hun strokes his dick, the older boy not hiding that he's enjoying winding him up.

Gi-hun gives a few more strokes, then bends his head down, lips ghosting at his leaking head as his eyes is locked on his.

Gi-hun sticks out his tongue to lick the underneath of his shaft, tracing against a vien, it made Sang-woo let out needy whimper.

His mouth feels hot and too wet down but it feels so good, Sang-woo thought as he watched Gi-hun move down and take his whole length in his mouth.

Gi-hun bobs his head, sang-woo's dick hits the back of his throat. He hears a gagging noise from the older boy, he tries to pull away but Gi-hun holds on.

"I know you're trying to help me out, but don't make yourself suffer for my pleasure" Sang-woo brushes the hair of Gi-hun"s face and strokes against his cheek. Despite wanting this so long, he isn't going to hurt Gi-hun in this way for this.

Gi-hun eased up on him and focused more on the head. His teeth catches against the the flesh as he moved lips down, clumsy and inexperienced, it's making Sang-woo twitched at the feeling didn't have it in him to say anything.

His body tightens as the cusp of orgasm is drawing near, his legs tremble as he tries to hold back from his end. He rests a hand against Gi-hun’s hair, stroking it as he steady himself for the impact.

Gi-hun’s hand cups the rest of the length as he picks up the speed, his hand stroke within the rhythm of his bobs.

A few more strokes pushes Sang-woo to the edge, his orgasm hits hard leaving him breathless and mind blank. Nothing else matters in that moment. The last thing he sees is Gi-hun lapping up his cum, his pink tongue is streaked with the white fluids. Soft eyes watching him as the world slowly turns black.

......................

A blaring noise wakes him up.

Sang-woo hits the alarm off and rolls over in his bed. He can hear his mother bustling in kitchen and smell of breakfast hangs in the air. It feels almost peaceful if he didn't have final exam in a few hours. The memory of last night replays in his mind, sang-woo scrambles out of bed. Panic takes hold as he tries to remember what had between him and Gi-hun. All he remembered after his orgasm was darkness, did he really passed out on his friend.

Was it a really an memory or was the whole thing a hopeless wet dream?

Sang-woo groaned as he pressed his pillow against his face, wishing the floor would swallow him up for good. But life has to go on and he gets up himself to prepare himself for the finals.