Deimos was staring at the wall when Kalmin came home. For a moment, he thought Mira had come home, but she was across town visiting Raven and the girls tonight for a get-together, so the only next option was Kalmin or a serial killer. Thankfully, it was the first option. He came in sighing, kicking off his boots and shucking off his jacket onto the bed before wrapping his warm, big arms around Deimos’ neck and peppering kisses on his cheek. For a moment, Deimos closed his eyes and let him kiss him, Kalmin’s kisses trailing down his cheek to his neck to playfully kiss and suck. He smiled faintly and opened his eyes, turning to face him and kissing him softly. Kalmin tasted like Gatorade.

“Straight from practice?” He questioned. Kalmin smiled at him and nodded, kissing him once more before backing up and falling onto the bed.

“Did some drills and some games. Greg and Seb argued, Nikola shouted at Theo, Riley got frustrated, and I tried to handle the situation calmly but got knocked on my ass by Greg’s freshmen cronies,” he grumbled.

Deimos frowned and turned away from his unending essay. “Tell me who to beat up and I’ll do it.”

Kalmin laughed and shook his head. “No, you don’t have to do that, they’re my teammates.”

“Even your teammates can be huge assholes that deserve a kick or two.”

“Oh, don’t worry, they got what they deserved,” Kalmin laughed, sitting up and smirking at him. “I knocked them right back and scored three goals on them.”

Deimos smiled back. Oh wow, he really liked this side of Kalmin. This more daring, competitive and overtly masculine side to him. It was…really nice. Refreshing. And fucking sexy. Kalmin, covered in bruises, dewy from practice, hair a mess and smelling of musk- it was so fucking hot, what the hell. There was a danger to him he wasn’t used to, as if Kalmin at any time could pin him to his desk and fuck him to smithereens. And Deimos would let it happen.

“They’re probably not going to mess with you anymore, I assume?” Deimos questioned, clearing his throat as well as his mind from any lewd fantasies.

“Nope, I got them good,” Kalmin chuckled. “Fights aren’t always the solution to situations like this. Sometimes you just have to show them wrong through the sport that they’re idiots for messing with their seniors.”

“Damn, dude, you’re so admirable, I’d kick their ass in an instant.”

“I have a scholarship to worry about.”

Deimos shrugged and Kalmin laughed at him. For a moment, they stared at each other, Deimos a little curious with the half-lidded stare Kalmin was giving him on the bed. Then he was watching how Kalmin was licking and biting his lips, and Deimos was a little breathless.

With a little hop, Kalmin was on his feet and suddenly in Deimos’ lap, grinning a little bigger. Deimos’ heart did three backflips and his face flared up, shocked as Kalmin suddenly kissed him softly and grinded his hips against his lap. The change was absolutely fucking jarring, and Deimos could only whimper into Kalmin’s sudden deep kiss in response.

“You look stressed,” he whispered suddenly. “You ok?”

Every hair on Deimos’ body stood up. He kind of just looked at his boyfriend in shock. “I mean, now I am.”

Kalmin giggled and knocked their foreheads together. Deimos could smell the sweat on him again and it should be gross but instead it was such a big turn-on, fuck. It just reminded Deimos of their first night together, when the three of them were jammed into Kalmin’s father’s Jeep and Kalmin’s cock was in his mouth and he smelled of musk and sweat and it was hot and humid in the car and Deimos was seconds from cumming at the scent and taste of his boyfriend. He was such a kinky bastard, fucking hell. He was getting turned on by the smell of his boyfriend’s sweat.

“How’s your essay going?” Kalmin whispered as he kissed and nibbled on his ears. Deimos groaned and leaned back, melting in his chair, sucking in shaky breaths.

“It’s going nowhere,” he grumbled. “I’ve been in this goddamn chair for ten hours.”

“Did you skip class?”

“Yeah, it was just a dumb review session, prof promised to upload all the slides to her website.”

Kalmin hummed and got a little closer. His hands slid under his shirt and trailed up his back, making Deimos jolt as he rubbed his muscles slowly and sensually.

“You’re tense,” he commented softly.

“I-I mean, you’re touching me,” Deimos grumbled, embarrassed. Kalmin laughed softly and bit his neck playfully.

“You need to remember to stretch and take breaks.”

“We both know that’s not going to happen.”

“I know some good massages for back pain.”

Deimos laughed nervously. “I don’t know if you’re being serious or alluding to fucking my brains out?”

Kalmin paused and from the corner of Deimos’ eye he could see his boyfriend smiling.

“We could do both?” He whispered.

“Sex maniac,” Deimos hissed, finally wrapping his arms around his waist and grabbing a hefty amount of Kalmin’s ass. He felt his boyfriend tense in his lap, and Deimos desperately wanted to see if he was as turned on as he was, but they were flush against each other, the air around them ten times hotter.

“Take a break,” Kalmin muttered, his voice husky and perfect.

Deimos sighed. “As much as I want it, I know the moment we get into it, I’m going to forget about my stupid essay and I really need to get at least halfway through it.”

“I really want you,” Kalmin growled. Deimos whimpered automatically, wanting him ten times as more, grabbing his ass and stretching Kalmin open. He felt his boyfriend jolt and shiver and god, Deimos wanted to shove his hands into his shorts and finger him until he’s screaming.

“I want you too, but my essay,” he whispered, rubbing his forehead against his shoulder, unable to help himself but grind his erection against Kalmin’s ass. Hastily, he grabbed the hem of Kalmin’s shirt and smashed their lips together. He kissed him with all the pent-up sexual desire he accumulated over the month, the kiss sloppy and messy and frenzied, but absolutely delicious. Kalmin levelled with him, kissing him with the same frantic energy, grinding more against Deimos’ cock, his breaths shaky and movements even shakier. They parted and gasped, smelling each other, feeling each other, and needing each other.

“I’ve been home for three days and you haven’t kissed me like this once,” Kalmin whispered. “You’ve been so focused on your essay.”

“I’m sorry, but you know how it is,” he whispered back, his heart in his throat because fuck, Kalmin’s been lusting for him for three days. Deimos can barely go an hour without jumping his partners.

Kalmin sighed and nuzzled their noses together. “You’ve had Mira for all these weeks, I’ve had no one and I’m so fucking pent up, Deimos.”

Christ his voice was the epitome of sex. Growly, husky, deep and needy. Deimos’ eyes fluttered shut and he sucked in a shaky breath.

“I-I’m sorry, I swear the moment I-I’m done this stupid fucking essay I-I’m gonna let you fuck me until I can’t fucking walk anymore,” he whimpered out.

“I want you to fuck me,” Kalmin growled.

Oh, fucking hell.

Deimos crushed their lips into another frenzied kiss. His hands were all over Kalmin’s body, feeling his muscles tense and relax underneath his fingertips, and he dragged his nails down his back. Kalmin gasped sharply at the sensation, his back curling, his ass grinding even harder onto Deimos’ stressed out dick.

“I’ll fuck you,” Deimos growled. “I’ll fuck you to fucking smithereens.”

Kalmin sucked in a shaky, nervous breath. He nodded and kissed him again. “Please, please, please,” he said sweetly. “I want it s-so badly.”

“We’re gonna have to stretch you out, babe,” Deimos thought out loud. “Mira and I are going to take turns finger-fucking your asshole until you’re so goddamn loose and we can shove both my cock and her toys into you.”

Kalmin whimpered and hugged Deimos tighter. “I want it now. Fuck me now.”

Needy bottom Kalmin was such a big turn on for Deimos now. God, Mira was missing out a gem. If Mira was here, she’d absolutely obliterate Kalmin. Pin him to the fucking bed and give him what he wanted and more. Deimos would just watch, living vicariously through both of them, reliving the moments when it was his first time with Mira as well, jacking himself off to the sight of his two beautiful, incredibly erotic partners.

Deimos laughed nervously. “Didn’t I tell you that I’d fuck you after my essay?” He questioned, squeezing Kalmin’s ass particularly hard.

“I need it now,” Kalmin growled. “It could be weeks before you finish your essay.”

“I’m on page six, you ass,” he whispered, testing out their boundaries and spanking him. Kalmin reacted incredibly, whimpering and wrapping his legs a little tighter around his waist. Jesus Christ, Kalmin was such a glorious switch and Deimos wanted to exploit each side of him religiously.

“I still need you now,” Kalmin argued.

“If I do you now, we’re not stopping for days,” Deimos growled. “I’m gonna keep fucking you until it’s fucking New Years. You’re gonna have to say goodbye to your stupid scholarship because I’m gonna fuck you in front of all your classmates and professors to show that you’re absolutely mine.”

Kalmin was gasping for air as Deimos growled dirty little secrets into his ear. For a long time, both boys didn’t say anything, breathing hard, grinding against each other, staring into each other’s eyes.

And then Kalmin was off him, licking his lips, wobbling. Deimos could fully see his erection now tented up proud in his basketball shorts. Then, Kalmin dropped to his knees and got between Deimos’ legs, eyes wide and hungry.

“W-What are you d-doing?” Deimos yelped as Kalmin shoved his face right into his hard-on, rubbing his cheek on his clothed cock, taking a deep inhale of his scent.

“I wanna suck you off,” Kalmin said innocently, looking like a damn angel between his legs. “You can keep working on your essay, I’ll just hide under here,” he added on, suddenly grabbing Deimos’ thighs, spinning him around back into place and sliding under the desk. There was just enough room for Kalmin.

For a moment, Deimos stared down at his boyfriend star-struck. He’s never seen him this horny before. It’s only been about a month. Fuck, dude, what’s gonna happen when he’s on the long road for championships?

“Deimos, please,” Kalmin growled out. His face smashed up against his erection again and Deimos’ legs twitched as he felt a hot tongue lick the thin fabric. Holy shit, holy shit, HOLY SHIT.

“Y-You’re such a kinky bastard,” Deimos barked out, grabbing a fistful of his hair and yanking him away from his sensitive cock. Kalmin looked hurt and Deimos paused the thought of pushing him away. God, he wanted Kalmin. And for his boyfriend being absolutely horny-stupid, this plan kind of suited both their needs. Kalmin’s relentless lust for Deimos’ cock and Deimos’ need to finish up his essay.

Sighing, he let go of Kalmin’s hair and brushed his cheek. Kalmin smiled and rubbed his face against his hand like a cat, and Deimos sucked in another shaky breath.

“Ok, fine,” he mumbled. “But what about you? You’re rocking a hard stiffy down there.”

Kalmin smiled and kissed Deimos’ inner thigh. “I can multi-task.”

Deimos blushed. Kalmin was seriously going to suck his cock and jack himself off.

“Who are you and what have you done to my boyfriend,” Deimos whined, embarrassed.

“Ten seconds ago you said you wanted to fuck me in front of my whole class,” he pointed out.

Deimos blushed even harder and went back to work. “Shut up,” he muttered under his breath.

Kalmin hummed and also went back to work. He nuzzled his nose against his erection and licked and sucked at the fabric. Deimos went back to typing in some sources to a dumb quote he found on the internet, trying to seem as casual as possible while his boyfriend down below was basically worshiping his cock. How the hell did he ever deserve a man like this? Kalmin was willing to be Deimos’ second priority while his top was this stupid fucking essay about the ongoing popularity of online shopping in the twenty-first century.

“I missed your dick,” Kalmin whispered from down below. His hands massaged his erection, Deimos twitching nervously, feeling himself coat his boxer briefs in precum the more Kalmin squeezed him.

“M-My dick misses you,” Deimos stuttered out, typing a little faster, making sure he wasn’t writing out what he was saying.

Kalmin’s fingers hooked on the waistband of his sweatpants and underwear and slowly pulled it down. Deimos felt himself spring free and heard Kalmin suck in a shaky breath.

“Your cock is so cute. So pink, so curved, so perfect,” Kalmin growled.

Deimos laughed nervously. “You like the taste too?” He joked.

Kalmin suddenly licked a long stripe on the underside of his cock. Deimos stopped typing and felt a shiver run through him. His hands curled into fists.

“I love the taste,” Kalmin growled.

“Are you drunk?” Deimos joked. He was being so explicitly honest tonight. And yeah, that was fucking great, but so fucking jarring as well.

Kalmin popped his head up, looking at him with this blissed out expression on his face. “I’m just in love with you,” he said bluntly. He kept staring at him as he peppered kisses up and down his cock. Deimos saw the precum drip down and watched as Kalmin licked it up. “And I miss you so much and I’ve been stressed out of my mind,” he muttered between kisses and licks. “Seb says I’m so stressed because I haven’t been around you both in a while.”

“Don’t talk about other men when you’re sucking my cock,” Deimos blurted out loud, surprised by how harsh his tone was. Kalmin looked at him in surprise and then smiled sweetly.

“Don’t worry,” he replied softly. “I’d never do anything like this with anyone else.”

Then Kalmin took Deimos all the way to the hilt.

A groan was punched out of him, and Deimos’ whole body seized up. He threw his head back and screwed his eyes shut.

“Fuck,” he cursed out. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, w-when did you learn h-how to do that?”

Kalmin blinked at him slowly before bobbing his head up and down a few times, which riled Deimos up even more, and pulled back completely, swallowing all the spit and precum he accumulated.

“Mira taught me,” he said softly. “A-And I’ve been practicing on various…toys.”

“You bought toys?” Deimos whined, confused and horny.

Kalmin blushed and averted his gaze. “I m-mean, Mira got it for me back in September as a joke b-but recently without you guys around I’ve been using them.”

“Christ, Kalmin,” he groaned, rubbing his face. He could imagine Kalmin now- hot and bothered, thinking about Deimos’ cock, crammed in a small bathroom stall in the middle of the night, shoving a thick dildo up his ass or down his throat, jacking himself off, desperately trying to be quiet while the rest of the dorm slept. That was such a kinky thought and something Kalmin would definitely do. Hell, they’ve sucked each other off in public washrooms before, so masturbating in one wouldn’t be out of the question.