#klitz fluff

Klitz sat against his headboard, reached into his boxers and pulled out his semi-hard cock. He slowly started to stroke it, his eyes closed and he imagined your soft, pretty hands wrapped around his member and your lips kissing his neck. He found a steady pace and soon enough his moans were filling the room, thoughts of you made him leak precum all over his own hand. The sight of his was even more obscene than the noises. His glasses fell past his eyes as his mouth hung open. He thought about the first time you ever kissed him, your soft lips drove him crazy. His dick twitched in his hand, more cum fell past his strong grip. All klitz wanted was to experience this feeling with you, and make you feel so good. Every time he did this and thought of you he could barely handle it. His toes curled and his legs shook, he was so out of it he didn’t notice his door creak open. You could hear him all the way down the hall and you knew exactly what was happening. As his hand moved up and down on his shaft your panties grew wetter by the second, your mouth watered at the sight of him, moaning your name and abusing his poor cock.

Klitz I can’t believe you’re having all this fun without me

A small smirk graced your lips as Klitz absolutely lost it, he screamed as his hand flew off his dick and onto his covers that he quickly pulled over his lower half.

Wh-What?!

What?

What are you doing here (Y/N)!

You’re not excited to see me?

I didn’t think you’d be here so early!

You could still see his hardness through the thick blanket, it made your heart race even more, his face was flushed red and he looked absolutely terrified.

(Y/N) I’m so sorry I’ll clean up and we can watch dis-

Baby you have no reason to be sorry

You slowly sauntered over to his bed, unable to take your eyes off his long thick cock

I-I don’t?

No, I actually really enjoyed the show

You smirked at him as you climbed onto the bed, on all fours you crawled over Klitz and straddled his outstretched legs.

I’ve been thinking about our date all day, thinking about what we could do tonight. But I can see now you’re way ahead of me

Your hand reached out slowly pulled the covers away from him, his cock was flushed and thick, ready to cum at any second. Klitz’s breathing became heavier by the second, your fingers caressed his shaft and slowly gripped the base. Your thumb rubbed the underside of his cock, a broken moan leaves his mouth and his eyes close shut. Klitz is in his own personal heaven, nothing could top this.

Can I put my mouth on you?

His eyes flew open to see your mouth inches from the head of his cock, one hand still rubbing him agonizingly slowly.

Yes! Yes absolutely, fuck

It took a lot to hold back your smile at his reaction, he needed you more than you realized.

In one movement you licked his shaft bottom to top and took his cockhead into your mouth, sucking gently and making his legs shake.

O-oh fuck (Y/N), that feels so fucking good, keep going please don’t stop

He’d never been like this with you before. He always tried to keep his composure around you but right now he couldn’t care less. Your lips around his cock was driving him insane, he could barely take it when you started to take all of him into your mouth.

You found it hard to get his entire length past your lips, it was unfair how big he was, but it didn’t seem to be a problem for him. Klitz‘s cock was throbbing inside your mouth, as you bobbed your head up down his moans got louder. He placed his hand lightly on the back of your head but within a second he was tightly gripping your hair.

I-I’m not gonna last, I’m gonna cum you have to stop!

His glasses were fogged up and nearly falling off his face, his eyes met yours, within a second you took all of his hardness into your mouth and sucked as hard you could, soon enough he was spurting cum all over your mouth as his hips thrusted his cock deep into your throat. You swallowed every drop and closed your eyes as you listened to his chorus of moans filling the empty house. You continued to suck gently on his cock until he pulled you off by your hair, doing his best not to hurt you but at the same time he was barely conscious. You sat up, still straddling his outstretched legs, Klitz looked like a complete mess. His cock sat on his stomach still dripping cum, his eyes lifted up to you, a huge smile spread across his face.

That was really good.

You giggled to yourself and crawled over to his side. He quickly tucked his cock back into his pants and turned to look at you. Completely in awe of all of you. Your smile, your lips, your eyes, your hair, he could stare at you for hours. He was so enamored by you. He gave you a sweet, slow kiss on the lips and reached for the remote to turn on his tv. You cuddled more into his side and started Wall-E at exactly 7:10 pm. Thank god you weren’t on time.

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A first kiss for Klitz...is probably one of the scariest things he could ever think of. It's on the same level as failing his finals or coming to school naked. An absolute nightmare.

It's why he put it off for as long as he possibly could.

It's nothing against you, truly. It's his own insecurities shining through. Which is also why he swears to himself that he won't even try to kiss you until he's completely sure of his own abilities.

He practiced approximately one time on his own hand before experiencing such a thorough, full body convulsion of disgust. Klitz was rushing to the bathroom immediately afterwards and scrubbing his hands multiple times over, trying to get rid of the awkwardness of the whole thing.

But he couldn't help his own desperation. And he'd be so embarrassed if you ever initiated anything or even hinted at wanting him to make a move.

You're at the movies with him and he's hesitant to do the arm maneuver, not wanting you to assume that it'll progress to a full makeout session.

He's terrified of dropping you off afterwards when you give him that wide eyed look. Expectant. That's the only thing he could see in that expression.

That's when he pulled out his best defense: a nice, innocent hug. You couldn't go wrong with a hug, right? He got to feel your chest against his and got a covert little whiff of your hair and you'd be satisfied with that level of contact for now...right? Surely he'd staved off the wrath of the kissing gods for yet another day.

He attempted to cement it in place with a polite, "I had a great time tonight. Same time again next week?"

"Uh-huh, I guess," you sighed.

Success.

Klitz pulled back and swerved around quickly, hoping you wouldn't catch a glimpse of his beet red face.

Then you said softly, "Do you not like me or something?"

He swore he felt his heart drop to his feet as he turned slowly on his heel, already nervously playing with the sleeves of his jacket. "...huh?"

"If you don't actually like me, you can tell me. I would really prefer that over you just wasting my time every weekend."

Klitz blinked fast, snapping himself out of his nervous haze. "No! I don't– I mean, I do like you. A lot! I like you a lot. And I swear that I'm not wasting your–"

"Then why won't you just kiss me already?"

And that was how the bomb dropped. Of course you said it. He should've known you would. But he didn't have time to berate himself for his lack of foresight. The only explanation he could manage to give was, "I...I didn't want to be bad at it."

"So you'd rather me think that you don't even want to kiss me?"

"I just– I don't know, okay? I wanted to be good at it. You...you deserve a good first kiss."

Klitz kept his eyes averted, his nose twitching as he tried to push his glasses back up the bridge of his nose. You were quiet and he could only imagine how you must've been seething at him. How could I have been so stu–?

"Any kiss with you would be a good kiss, Klitzy," you replied.

He looked up at you over the tops of his glasses. "Really?"

"Yeah."

"…okay."

Finally, Klitz held his head up; burning cheeks proudly exposed so you could truly see all of the too strong feelings that he'd held inside for fear of disappointing you. Suddenly, those worries seemed so silly to him.

It seemed hilarious, actually, as he strode forward and did the most confident thing he thought he'd ever done in his entire life. He actually kissed you.

Luckily, kissing you was nothing like failing finals or coming to school naked or any other nightmare his mind constructed for him. It was just...you. And him. Kissing.

He didn't dare introduce his tongue this time around; the idea of being like one of those horny couples in the hall shoving their tongue down each other's throats made him want to curl up into a ball and wither away. He kept it simple, placing little fervent kisses on your mouth as he cupped your face.

There may not have been any frills to it, but when he felt like he needed a breather, he was delighted to find that he could hardly see you through the fog that had formed over his glasses.

And he was even more delighted to hear you laugh.

Klitz chuckled along with you and squinted at you through his lenses. "So...how was that?" he asked.

"I mean...do you want me to rate it or something?"

"Yeah, sure. That works."

As the fog started to dissipate, he caught your nose scrunching up as you thought about it. Then you answered, "I'd say a solid six."

"A six?!" Klitz exclaimed.

"Oh, well, what would you rate it?"

"I don't know. Something higher than a six," he said, trying not to let his tone sound too offended.

You giggled again and gave him one last little peck. "I promise, you'll get plenty more chances to score better than a six, Klitzy."

Matt and Eli had to convince Klitz to come to school on the Monday after the party. Klitz was convinced when he saw you, it would go badly. You were drunk anyways, maybe you didn’t remember the party. There is no way you would approach him at school, other than to maybe pour a milk carton over his head. 

***

Monday morning you were leaning against the lockers with Jessica before class started. You tried not to look for Klitz, but you definitely scanned the crowd. When the bell rang, you sighed walking to your first class. It was a big school anyways, he could be anywhere. You tried to push the idea of the bowl cutted nerd to the back of your head and walk to class, but you caught his friend Matt sitting in the library. Slowing your pace, you finally noticed Klitz make his way out from behind a shelf. 

When you say you halted, you did. The line of people behind you gave you dirty looks as you walked closer to the glass windows looking into the library. 

Matt noticed you. 

“Klitz,” he whispered, pushing his book out infront of him. “Dude, look. These are the newest editions of the-”

“No, Klitz. Look.” Matt interrupted Klitz, turning for a split second to look at you. Klitz turned around, confused and shocked of why you would be standing there. Your eyes connected for a second. You let out a small smile and a tiny hand wave, but Klitz looked away back in the direction of Matt in embarrassment. 

Your heart sank. It’s just Klitz. Why would you be so upset over a rejection from a total loser? Matt saw your disappointed expression. 

“What the hell did you just do? She’s leaving bro!” he yelled, making Klitz bury his face farther into his hands. The librarian shushed Matt. 

“I-I can’t. It’s too much.” Klitz sighed, regretting now that he didn’t wave back. “Oh my god. You are an idiot.” Matt hissed at him through his teeth. “Well I’m sorry, we all can’t be fucking playboy ‘I fucked my pornstar neighbor’ Matt.” Klitz sighed, looking back at the window. Oh, how he longed for you. 

***

You didn’t see Klitz for three days after that. You avoided him the best you could. Taking different routes in the hallways, not making eye contact in the classes you had together. You were just trying to mend your broken heart. 

Klitz had finally had enough of this horrible tension. He needed to speak to you, see you again. He needed his fix. He prayed for a chance with you, even to exchange a glance that day.

It was fifth hour econ. One of the three painful classes you had with Klitz. The teacher was drowning on about stuff you didn’t care about. All you could do is glance back and forth to the back of his head to the window. You reminded yourself you needed to get over it, but you couldn’t stop thinking about his hands. 

He was taking notes diligently. His hand gripped the pencil so hard it made his veins pop. God, you were wet even thinking about it. You tensed in your seat, moving ever so slightly so your underwear would move into just the right position. Eyes still glued on Klitz, you allowed your mind to wander.

Klitz snuck through your window at the late hours of the night. You had messaged him on AOL about a half hour earlier to come over. You needed him, wanted him. His skin felt soft fucking you in your satin bedsheets. His hair was falling in your face. His glasses were placed crookedly on his nose, fogging up like they did in the bathroom. And when he came, he let out a soft cry. It wasn’t something that usually happened with other guys, but you could see Klitz crying when he came. You would comfort him afterwards, holding him until the two of you fell asleep. Your legs would entwine and…

“Miss L/N?” you heard, snapping you back into reality. “Yes?” you said, snapping your eyes from Klitz’s hands to the teacher. “And can you tell us what extent should the government intervene in the market?” he asked, crossing his arms. You sat there, defeated. “No, sorry sir.” you sighed, noticing everyone in the room (including Klitz) was staring at you. “Maybe spend more time paying attention to the lesson than looking at Klitz,” he snarked. The whole class erupted in laughter. Y/N, the popular girl staring at Klitz. Funny joke Mr. Stevens.

Your eyes met with Klitz’s. He gave you a small blushed smile before turning away, also equally as embarrassed from the joke. 

Fifteen minutes passed. You were bored out of your ever loving mind. You had to have a break from this mind numbing class. “Mr. Stevens?” you asked, raising your hand. “Yess Miss L/N,” he responded, still a bit bitter from the previous interaction. “Can I use the rest room?” you asked, peppily. He sighed. “Take the pass,” he sighed, going on with the lesson. As you were leaving, you made eye contact with Klitz once more. You nodded your head in the direction of the hallway, and dipped out faster than Mr. Stevens could notice. 

Klitz’s heart raced as he tried to think of a plan to leave (without it being so obvious). He noticed the jagged edge on the end of his pencil. The eraser was gone, and the metal had bent from him chewing on the end. A devious plan came to mind. Anything for you, his drug. 

He faked a sneeze, swiftly moving his pencil to cut his thumb open. “Fuck,” he swore, realizing the cut went deeper than intended. “Hey-” Mr. Stevens started to yell, but saw the blood dripping on Klitz’s papers. “Nurse’s.” he sighed, directing Klitz quickly out of the room. Klitz began heading in the direction of the nurses office, smirking over Steven’s stupidity. 

Klitz was very accident prone, so he was always prepared. He pulled the superman band aid out of his khakis pocket and placed it over the cut. Now all he had to do was find you.

Which was pretty easy. He found you standing outside the boys bathroom, texting on your new bright pink glitter flip phone. Your eyes lit up when you saw him. 

“What?” he asked, looking both ways before looking down at you again. You smiled and took his hand, slipping into the boys bathroom. “H-hey!” he yelled, but didn’t protest. 

Down the hallway, Eli and Matt were ditching. They both stopped, thinking they just heard Klitz. “Was that our boy?” Eli asked, looking down the hallway. They went to investigate.

You pulled Klitz into the nearest stall. Your lips were already on his as you locked the door behind you. “I thought you hated me Klitz,” you breathed between kisses. “I-I could never,” he said, holding your hands as he guided you to prop up on the toilet. Would be suspicious if a hall monitor decided to check in and see pink chunky clogs on the floor of the mens bathroom, especially with a pair of worn sneakers. You held his face in your hands, now very much taller than him. “I need you to do me a favor,” you smiled, rubbing his cheek with your thumb. “Anything,” he sighed, swooning over your beauty. “I-I couldn’t stop thinking about you. In there, at home. Klitz, baby, I need you to do me a big favor,” you said, getting closer to his ear. “Tell me,” he begged. “Eat me out in this fucking stall,”

Klitz’s got the stupidest grin formed on his face. “Let’s eat,” he muttered, moving your skirt over his head. Your soaked thong was useless, Klitz moved it aside. You let out a gasp when he touched you for the first time. Thank god there was no one else in this bathroom. 

Klitz was weak at first. You could tell he had never done this before. With the right guidance, he got his flow going. “Just like that, baby.” you whispered as his tongue wrapped around your clit. He let out a few moans as you grabbed onto his hair, making him move faster in his rhythm. 

Just then, the bathroom doors flew open. Klitz tried to move out from between your legs, but your hands forced him to stay so you wouldn’t fall. He started squirming when he heard the voices of his two friends. 

“I could have sworn I just heard him,” Eli said. You could hear him pacing around the bathroom. “Klitz!” Eli yelled out again, Matt shushed him. “Theres a dude taking a shit right there!” he whisper yelled to Eli. 

“Keep going,” you whispered to Klitz. “I’m almost there,”

The two boys went silent. Klitz prayed they didn’t just hear you, but dude was in pure bliss. This, by far has been the best thing to ever happen to him. Eating Y/N L/N’s pussy out in the middle of the day in a school bathroom. 

Matt looked down at Klitz’s shoes through the bottom of the stall. “Klitz?” he yelled, getting down on all fours and poking his head through the bottom of the stall. “Fuck!” you yelled, letting your legs fall to Klitz’s shoulders. “Matt what the fuck!” Klitz yelled, erupting a laugh fro Eli. “Shit, dude!” he yelled, rolling on his back to avoid the scene he just saw. “What! Lemme see!” Eli protested as Matt dragged him out of the bathroom.

Klitz stood there mortified, still holding you up against the bathroom wall. A smile shined on your face as a laugh erupted from you. “That was hilarious,” you laughed, touching your shoes down to the toilet brim. “D-did you…” Klitz said, too embarrassed to ask. “No,” you said. You weren’t about to lie. “But, doesn’t mean you haven't made me cum before,” you smirked, fixing his messy hair. 

The bell rang. “See you around, Klitzy.” you smiled, kissing his cheek. Walking so confidently out of the mens restroom, you left Klitz flabbergasted in the stall with a hard on. 

Let’s just say Klitz was late to sixth period. 

part 3

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"This dress or this skirt and top?"

If anyone told klitz he'd be sitting on the beauty queen of his highschool's bed while she asked him his opinions on her outfits a year ago, he'd have laughed. now he simply pointed to the dress.

"I like the top and skirt, but pink is your signature baby."

His gentle smile and genuine interest made your heart swell. the fact he took the time to get to know you beyond your looks is what attracted you to him in the first place although your soft spot for nerds did help.

The first time he asked to borrow a pencil from you he was sure you'd be snarky and rude or even worse laugh in his face, but you simply handed him a fluffy pink one with a sweet smile. He was almost too stunned to thank you but once he did you giggled, kindly at his stupor not maliciously. After the class ended he tapped you gently on the shoulder, almost afraid to touch you, to return the pencil. When you turned around and blinked your mascara-coated lashes at him before smiling that embarrassingly affecting smile, he swore he had a mini heart attack.

"Thanks for the pencil, again." He managed to say thickly.

"No problem,I always bring spares! What's your name again?" You asked curiously.

"It's klitz, with a K." Blush seeped into his cheeks and he immediately regretted the addition.

"Klitz is such a cute name! I'm-" you replied brightly but klitz interrupted you.

"I know who you are." He said sheepishly. You furrowed your brows before you nodded understandingly. Your heart sank slightly as you wondered whether the cute guy who asked for your pencil already had a preconceived notion of you based on your reputation, and wouldn't be interested in getting to know you beyond that. klitz noticed your ruminating and worried he'd said something wrong, tried to distract from it.

"I've sat next to you since the beginning of the year, I think you're really smart." He said honestly as he started packing his things up.

"Really?" You asked, surprised that a typically academic person thought you were intelligent.

"Yeah, I don't really get a lot of this stuff but I need the grades so..." He rubbed the back of his neck akwardly.

"Well I could help you out if you want!" You offered immediately, before you could register what you'd said.

"Really?" Klitz raised an eyebrow questioningly, not convinced the prettiest girl he was starting to crush on was willing to spend time helping a social reject like him.

"Yeah! And maybe you can help me with some math and science stuff?" You asked hopefully. "We could do like double tutoring sessions together, it'll be fun!"

Klitz saw your hopeful expression and understood that this was a once in a lifetime opportunity, so it didn't take much to convince him. You clapped your hands together ecstatically.

"Amazing! Ok, here's my address." You scribbled it down on a scrap piece of paper and handed it to Klitz. "See you there around 5." You grinned and turned on your heels, walking away from klitz with a happy bounce in your step as klitz watched your back stupefied.

Right on the dot at 5 your doorbell rang and klitz stood sheepishly on your porch. You greeted him happily and pulled him inside, offering him lemonade or a coke. He politely declined and bit back a smile as you took him up to your bedroom, fighting back the urge to punch the air in glee.

"Ok, so what topics are you struggling with?" You asked as you gestured for him to sit on the pink beanbag while you sat at your desk.

"Probably the poetry module." he answered, distracted as he took in your room decor. The posters of pop stars and chick flicks brought a smile to his face, you clearly loved girlier things and weren't ashamed of it. You watched amusedly then quietly cleared your throat.

"As iconic as Britney is, we should really be focusing on Sylvia Plath here.”

Over half an hour passed without either of you noticing as you explained different themes and techniques to Klitz. He noticed how you’d occasionally mention your own interpretation you had but dismiss them as silly.

“I kind of feel like the Victorian nightgown could represent how she feels trapped in gender roles, but I may just be reading into it too much.” You shrugged with a smile and Klitz furrowed his brows.

“Everything in literature is up to interpretation, isn’t it?” He responded. “And I think your interpretation makes sense.” He smiled at you and you felt like swooning.

“Thanks, Klitz.” You tapped your pen against your desk at a hummingbird rate a few times before you regained your composure. “Ok, how about a snack break then we can get started with some chemistry?” Klitz nodded and slowly got up from his place on the beanbag.

“I made some chocolate-chip cookies ‘cause I assumed you’d like them...” You admitted sheepishly as you walked with him back down to the kitchen.

“I can’t think of anyone who doesn’t like them,” Klitz responded happily, overjoyed that you’d taken the time to bake for him.

“Exactly!” You agreed as you walked over to pull them out of the oven. “I had one before you came and I don’t want to brag, but it was pretty delicious.” You grinned and offered one to Klitz, your hands momentarily brushing. Klitz took a bite of his cookie as you watched anxiously for his reaction. Klitz’s eyes widened in shock, he wasn’t sure whether you were an incredible baker or his attraction to you was creating a placebo, but he was convinced this was the best cookie he’d ever eaten.

"These are amazing." He said as soon as he swallowed.

"Really?" Your eyes looked so bright and the sun was bathing you in a golden light. Klitz had never seen someone so beautiful. Moments passed and your question remained unanswered, until Klitz's head dipped lower and his lips pressed to yours. Your lips melted into the kiss and you pulled him closer, surprised but elated at the fact he made the first move. When you pulled away smudged lipgloss was around both your mouths and Klitz looked suddenly shy.

"Sorry,I don't know why I did that-"

it’s him, he’s here and he’s looking right at me. fuck. look away, play it cool, you look hot, its ok, you look hot. thank god i went home first and changed into a low cut top and an adorable pleated skirt. it was tasteful and sexy and i liked how it looked which is all that mattered.

omg are we still making eye contact?? how long has it been? an hour? it felt like it. ok look down then back up at him and smile, ya that’ll be cute. he smiled back at me and did a little wave. i waved back, maybe too enthusiastically but i gotta make a move sometime, he is leaving for college soon. shit. is he walking over to me? AHHHH HE IS….! ok, play it cool i’ve only had a major crush on klitz since sophomore year when we had a super long conversation about some random history topic. i don’t remember what about, just how handsome he looked while rambling and how he mindlessly fiddled with my sweater cuff.

“hey, y/n! i didn’t think you’d be here” he sits down next to me. this couch must be super old since the weight from him leans us down closer. very close…

“oh hey klitz! ya uh- Kate and Beth made me come but i don’t know where they went” i laughed after, hoping it would make that statement less sad.

“aw that sucks. i can keep you company if you want?”

“i mean ya sure- if you want to that’ll be cool”

“of course i want to. i barely see you now since school ended” he chuckles, elbowing me and frowning slightly.

“ya… are you excited to go to yale?”

“ya for sure, i’ll miss you though,” what did he just say. oh fuck i can feel my face getting hot. i smile and look up from my cup towards him, wait he’s blushing too…

*RING…. RING…. RING*

omg who is calling me at this hour??? oh dang it’s my mom. ok ignore. wait she’ll be pissed.

me: hi sorry i can’t talk rn me and Kate and Beth are at the movies. i’ll be home late. love you!

mom: ok well be safe and make sure that Beth drives safely when it’s dark

“um sorry- where were we?” i put my phone away and look back at him. was he staring at me this whole time…?

“was that your mom? do you need a ride home? i haven’t drank anything i swear! …and i don’t really wanna stay here with all these other people”

“really? you sure…?” omgpleasesayyes

“ya of course. eli and matt will figure something out” he smiled at me.

i smiled back and stood up. he got up too and we start walking to the front door. seriously why are there so many people and why are they all in our way!? am i dreaming or did klitz just take take my hand…. “didn’t want to lose you” he’s barely audibly now that we are walking through the sea of people. his eyes searching for the doorknob and finally we exit the house.

the music has faded but the base is still loud. we walked over to his car. it’s cute and old but i like it. he opens the door for me and says a sarcastic “m’lady”. god he’s so cute. once we’re both in the car it’s silent. the music is barely in the background.

“so uh- where do you live”

“i kinda don’t want to go home yet…”

“oh that’s ok. we can just drive around a little”

“ya that sounds fun” he starts reversing out of the crowded driveway trying to avoid the many people standing dangerously close to all the cars. he turns the music on to a rock station. this is kinda…. romantic??? i go to turn the music up and so does he and our hands touch..!

he’s warm. so am i.

“sorry” he says quietly

“it’s ok… i kinda liked it” i was joking but i could see he’s blushing. “that was joke”

“no i know!.. i liked it too” he laughed awkwardly… cool i ruined it!! “um i- i like your outfit. you look…really pretty”

“oh thanks. you look nice too. the flannel looks nice with your hair”

“really? i was thinking of cutting it before school”

“nono! it’s so pretty!! i really like it” i’m starting to feel the buzz of whatever was in my cup. i reach up to touch his hair and run my fingers through it. “so soft” shit was that out loud. how is it so soft.

“umm..” he’s blushing so hard now, but i can see him smiling

“oh shit i’m sorry” pulling my hand away with so much shame. i ruin it again

“no it’s ok you can keep doing that. it feels nice” oh he likes this too, that’s hot. what’s he doing now? he takes his right hand off the wheel and places it on my knee. who knew he could be this… bold? “is this.. ok?”

i just nod to him. loving every second of this. the small circles he’s making with his thumb are agonizingly slow. i need more of his touches. i need more of him. i wish i was stroking his hair like this with his head between my thighs… i grab his hand and move it a little higher on my thigh. did i just hear him whimper..?

“you’re skin is… it’s soft” he slowed down to turn and pulled into a park parking lot. what on earth are we doing here..?

“i think i’m drunk klitzy”

“i think you are too, y/n” he laughs at me but i like it

“i wanna kiss you” did i just- i didn’t just say that. i turn away hoping he won’t me see how red my face is getting

“no you don’t” he sounds almost disappointed. “i think it’s the alcohol talking”

“well maybe but i do want to. i have for awhile kinda” i turn back towards him and take his hands in mine. avoiding eye contact but i guess now is as good a time as any to tell him.

“are you serious?” shit he must not feel the same way. i start looking around to see where i am so i can sprint out of the car. i start to pull my hands away but he grabs them back. “i- i do too… and i have for awhile too. since like sophomore year really”

he’s looking right into my eyes now. there’s no need for me to run anymore. i wanna stay in this moment forever.

“i really like you klitz.”

“i really like you-”

*DING*

mom: is the movie almost over it’s getting late

me: ya just ended. on my way back, might stop for food

“i’m sorry that was my mom” it was getting kinda late. the clock on the dashboard showed 11:25 pm.

“it’s ok. maybe we should go back” i nod and he pulls out of the parking lot. he puts his hand back on my thigh, but higher up where i moved him. he gives it a small squeeze and moves up a little so his hand is just under the pleated skirt i was wearing. omgimsowetrightnow…. the drive is quiet and the car is filled with the sound of the soft rock. it’s a quick drive and after about a song and a half we’re in front of my house. he puts the car in park and looks at me. “you look so beautiful in these street lights” gosh he’s a nerd.

ya i love it so muchhhhh

“um i guess i should go inside...” all i do is blush and glance down… down at his pants omg he’s hard.

“ya i guess” he glances down to my lips then back up into my eyes, “i had a nice time”

“me too”

ok fuck it i have to do this.

i take a deep breath and lean forward to kiss him. he takes one of his hands and places it on my cheek, kissing me back. putting his hand around my head to pull me in closer. i remember him saying he hasn’t had his first kiss yet but damn he’s pretty good. it’s passionate and deep. he bites my bottom lip while we pull back.

“maybe we could hang out another time”

“ya id like that” i smile at him and go to get out of the car. as i stand out he grabs my left hand and kisses it

“till next time m’lady”

“till next time m’lord” i roll my eyes with a smile and walk up the sidewalk

It started when Klitz entered highschool and became apart of the Tripod,

"And then at the movies, we were high off our asses so we kept laughing, then we went back to mine and fell asleep on the couch." Klitz explained his weekend to his friends, 'we' was Klitz and You. His childhood friend. 

"You were laughing at Saw?" Matthew asked, an eyebrow raised

"Who gives a shit about that," Eli who'd been listening from behind the two of them in the hall pushed his way in between them. 

"Did you get any pussy?" Eli asked, Klitz elbowed him away. "Well no, because (Y/N) is-" Eli inturupted him. "Stop talking about your boring weekend then, if it doesn't end up with you getting laid with that (Y/N) chick!" He complained, quickly changing the subject. 

Klitz tried to tell them, but when he let it slip the first time he said he'd correct them the next on his childhood friends gender, but he couldn't. Every time he stumbled up and couldn't mutter at word at the misgendering and misinterpreted relationship of the two.

"No! It wasn't funny-" Eli yelled, complaining about porn, or girls. Klitz didn't know, he'd try to block him out in favor for the ps2. They all sat in Eli's house, playing video games on the sofa. 

Klitz reached into his pocket, pulling out a gray flip phone. "Hello?" He answered without viewing the contact. "(Y/N)!" He said standing up, his eyes widening. "What are you up to?" He walked into the kitchen, Eli and Matt's eyes lingering on his body surprised Klitz could talk to a (supposed) girl so smoothly. 

"Your coming into town?" He says surprised, spilling the sprite Eli's mum had bought for the three. "Cool," he hummed bringing the cup back to the lounge and setting it down on the coffee table. 

"Wanna stay with me?" Eli who was sipping on his beer (which he stole from his father,) spat it out in surprise, going into a coughing fit. 

"Cool, bring some weed?" He asked sitting back down in the middle of Matthew and Eli. "See you next week!" He says, flipping his phone shut and unpausing Mario Cart. 

After a second, Eli and Matthew died. He looked around him, seeing them staring at Klitz in disbelief. "You just invited a chick to your house?!" Eli asked in disbelief, "(Y/N)s not a-"

"Won't your parents get mad?" Matt asked. "They've known him since he was a baby." Klitz rolled his eyes. 

"Can I film it?" Eli asked. 

"What?"

"Can I film you two fucking?" Eli asked again, explaining more. 

"No dude, that's weird." He stopped, blushing. "I'm not into that." 

"Okay Mr cocky, you probably had a crush on them in middle school." Matt rolled his eyes, 

"No!" 

"Look at that face, you'd pump your fist to her?" Eli asked. Getting a weird look from Matt and Klitz. "Dude, too weird." Matt says.

"Okay but it was okay when Matthew said it!" Eli yelled

"He didn't made it sound like dirty talk!" Klitz argued, the conversation switching into a different topic.

~~

It was a week til (Y/N) was gonna come stay, Klitz learnt later he was coming to stay for the final year, in the middle of the second term not just for a week, but him and his parents didn't mind.

Klitz was nervous, to say the least. He'd tried to tell Eli and Matthew he wasn't in a relationship with his childhood best friend, who just happened to be a male. But everytime he'd try Eli would intruppted him, or Matt would come up with a zinger. Something always prevented him.

Deciding to call you, he sat up from his crisis and dialed his numbers on his shitty phone. 

Ring.

Ring.

Ring.

"Hello?" Your voice spoke softly.

"Hey." Klitz smiled, leaning back into his bed. "Tim!"  You smiled, facing your body away from your current friends group. "Whats up?" You asked. 

He desperately wanted to tell you, but the fear you'd be disgusted, thinking he was gay. (Which he wasn't, not that there's anything wrong with being gay) He couldn't loose his best friend. 

"Nothing," he muttered. "Just bored."

"I can't wait for you to come here." He curled up into himself. (Y/N) blushed, your long time crush on the nerd still stood strong, after the beginning of middle school you didn't know how to tell him, but Tim isn't gay, right? 

"Me too, but I'll be there right after Saturday." It was Wednesday.

"Promise?" His small voice spoke. Your grin grew bigger. "Yeah." 

"Alright," you sighed, "can I call you back? I'm gonna drive home. I'll probably be working out when I call though." You said, when you couldn't take your mind off Klitz, you'd ask your dad what you should do about the crush you had, of course not mentioning who you had it on, he'd suggested working out. And now 4 years into working out to combat these thoughts, you still couldn't take your mind off the nerdy boy.

"yep." Klitz said dismissively, you hung up texting him. 'tlk 2 u later nerd' smiling, putting your phone back into your pocket. 

"Hey, I'm probably gonna head home." You told your friends. 

~~

When it reached Sunday, Klitz told the tripod they couldn't come over. He'd locked the doors and put on a loud movie so he wouldn't have to open the door for their knocking, and early in the morning he welcomed you into his house. 

He wanted to delay you meeting them until they needed too. He feared the worst of the situation.

In the halls of Westernport, Eli and Matthew were scolding Klitz, who was standing opposite. "why didn't you let us in?" Matt asked, "We know your not getting laid." Eli said.

"If your girlfriend isn't real you can just tell us!" from behind him you were walking past." girlfriend?" You raised a brow. "Tim, you have a girlfriend?" You asked him, his friends looking at you, as if they had never seen you. He shook his head, sighing. "Guys, this is.. My friend." He explained. "Hi." You smiled, waving. "Matthew." The one with short brown hair said. 

You raised your eyebrow, "and your?" You asked

"Oh uh Eli," the other one said, he had more blackish hair, and a hat on that said VIVID VIDEO. "Cool, hi." You smiled. "How do you know Klitz?" Matt asked. "Oh, we've been friends for ages, since we were born." You explained, "Oh?-" he got cut off by a loud voice sounding itself. "(Y/N) (L/N) please come to reception for your schedule. " thats me, sorry." You sent them an apologetic smile and walked away. 

"Wait that's?-" Matthew asked. "Your gay?" Eli raised an eyebrow. "No." He said, walking to his locker, the others following. "You said (Y/N) was a girl!" Eli exclaimed. "I didn't! I tried to tell you!" Klitz yelled. "Dude. Thats so gay." Eli said. 

"I'm not gay!" He raised his voice, 

well, everyone's a little gay, right? Why else would he be having these thoughts of you? I mean, its not gay to think of your best friend in like, that way right? He tried to tell himself but you got back into his mind. Your smile, the way your eyes crinkle. Your laugh, the way you pant after you run, your forearms when you roll up your sleeves. Everything about you he found appealing. "Crap." He whispered to himself. Going to his room where you were sitting.

"Hey." You smiled up at him, Tim walking towards you and sitting down, his head in your lap. "(Y/N), do you like girls?" He asked, you choked on your spit. 

"Uh, why?" You asked. "I-i," he stuttered. "I don't know if I can say this." Looking away. "You can tell me, I promise." 

"I don't know if I like girls anymore. " he said looking up at his ceiling that was covered in band posters, you were looking down at his face in your lap. "You think you like guys?" You asked, looking to see his reaction. He blushed, looking away. Was that a yes? That looked like a yes. "I don't know." He sighed looking up at you. "How do you know if your gay?" He sat up. "I'm sorry, this is stupid.-" he got up to walk away, and you grabbed his arm and pulled him close. "Can I kiss you?" You asked, he was flushed, nodding. 

You pulled him in for a kiss, at first it was sweet but then you put your tounge in his mouth. Making out now, you grabbed his face closer and sat down on the bed, which quickly turned into you on top of him, panting. "Fuck." You both panted, until you started to get up. "Wait,-" he stopped himself. "Can.. Can we go further?" He asked you. Biting your lip you got back on him, kissing down his jaw, leaving pink marks on his neck and jaw you hoped would turn all different colours.

You bit him slightly, Klitz whining quietly; the sounds going directly to your hardon.

Oh.

My.

God.

He whined.

You stopped for a second, making eye contact with him. Going in for another kiss, "whine for me more baby.." you said in between pants, unbuttoning his shirt as quick as you could, when you got to the bottom you got up, looking at his topless form. He wasnt too skinny he was just right, and the little happy trail that leaded down his stomach...

You took off your top as quick as possible, getting to work on his jeans, unzipping them and looking up at him. "Are you sure?" You asked. He nodded, "please I need this,," he whined, you smiled at his desperation, getting him to sit up on the bed and take off his pants completely.

Now you were staring at his tighty whities, you looked up, he looked so cute disheveled waiting for you.

You smiled, his bulge was pretty big, it looked the same size as yours until you took his underwear off.

"Jesus," you muttered.

He was absolutely giant, thick too. "Dude.." You said kissing his cocks side, going up til you reached the top. "Your fucking giant." You put his tip in your mouth, his hands beginning to rest on your hair pulling slightly as you teased him. "nghh- please.." He moaned. 

Taking him deeper, and trying to rest your throat because of his size. trying to take him in more he pushed your head down. "hahhaa... oh my god.." He moaned quietly as you slowly went up and down, "please.." He begged, "please please go faster.." Looking up at him, you began to rub yourself on his leg. "ahh- beg for it more baby.." You moaned slightly, taking your mouth off his dick and licking his tip. 

"please (y/n).." He grabbed a pillow and hugged it tightly to his sweating body. "Please I need it so bad..." he moaned, his voice slightly muffled by the cotton. "I need it so bad you don't even know..." You pulled off completely, the man below you whining and thrusting his hips up pathetically at the lack of friction. 

"Oh but I do know baby.." You straddled him, his boner below you poking you. "I'm gonna make you feel so good, you can't do anything more than beg for my mouth." you growled in his ear, licking his jaw and then starting to grind yourself onto him. 

With every movement you made, Klitz grunted and whined. "Ah fuck.." You panted, hand on the bed beside him trying to get more friction. Making eye contact with Klitz, he softly put his hands on your waist - supporting your every move and guiding you down and up more.

"ah- ah!" A breathy voice panted in your ear. "so so close baby... Please don't stop.." He put his head on your shoulder. 

You grinded harder at his moaning, getting close too. "Please sir!" Voice muffled by your skin, that was the last straw for you, cumming in your pants while grinding like a little boy on the man.

You panted loudly,  bringing him in for a kiss. While kissing, you felt his hardening cock below you. "Already?" You asked him, Tim looking away as you licked his jaw; sucking on him lightly. Getting off the sweaty man, you pulled your pants and boxers down and got on your knees. His dick rising from semi to full. 

"All for me?" You smiled, kissing his cum covered cock. Licking down the sides and sucking on his tip, before positioning your mouth on top and slowly going down on him before starting to repeat the motion. "ah!" His sharp whines only made you go faster, looking up at his flustered face, cheeks red, lips swollen from all the kissing. You got up from his dick, saliva dripping down from your mouth. "Your so pretty like this Klitzy..." You purred, going back down on him. "mhmm.." You hummed on his cock, "Ah! Ahh.. Babyy your so good to me... Just for me.. Please more.." He whined, grabbing the pillow again. 

"I'm so close... Baby I can't!-"

You hummed, tightening the back of your throat and swallowing down on him. "Ah!" Thick ropes covered your tongue. 

Looking up at Klitz, he looked destroyed. His hair was matted down to his face with sweat, cheeks and nose flushed, lips pink and swollen. "Fuck baby.." You stood up, putting your boxers back on and getting into bed, pulling the covers over the two of you. 

"You did so well baby.." You stroked his hair, pulling it behind his ears. He whined at this. "You were so good." Reaching over him, grabbing your pack and lighting a cigarette. Panting, you offered him it. "no thanks." He muttered, you leaned back over and put it out in your ashtray. He hugged you tightly, Falling asleep like this. 

When you woke up, Tim was still hugging you. You shook him, he groaned, flipping over. You got up, taking off your boxers that were covered in dried cum. You whined, looking for a new pair. 

Klitz groaned, shuffling and sitting up. "Shit, All for me?" He laughed at his own joke, before looking away. You turned around, and saw that he was hard already.