Just a bit of a delve into my world of slash- If you don't like, don't read. Seriously. Boy/Boy here. But past that...
In the roleplay I am in, Robin and KF are together. Of course. Just a little while ago, Dick Grayson's relationship with Wally West was exposed-Front page news. Some of Central City's paparazzi caught them together, and obviously recognized local science all-star Wally West, and immediately knew Gotham's resident billionaire heir, Dick Grayson. And so Central City's newspaper the next day was full of stories about their local youth dating the famous Richard. Of course, this meant everyone at school found out, and so Dick decided it was acceptable that he finally meet Wally's friends personally, since their secret was out anyway. Dillion and Drey are those friends, Wally's closest bros outside of his superhero life. And that's the background to the story so far.
Additionally, I don't own any of the Young Justice characters.
Dillion sat at the lunch table, watching Wally text his boyfriend. They'd met Dick Grayson at the crazy party last Friday, and Wally's undying love for his boyfriend was amazing, and also a bit inspiring. Walls had been their most tried and true straight guy. And now he was grinning evilly, texting his billionaire boyfriend who-knew-what.
Drey was attempting to lean over and read what Wally wrote. Dillion's second friend, the all-star mathlete, was slightly obsessed with their leader's relationship. They both knew Wally was the 'man'; that much had been obvious when they'd seen the couple's dynamic at the party. Not only was Dick smaller than Wally, but he also hung on to him very girl-like. Drey just wanted to know the inner workings of it. As to… How far the couple had gotten. Drey was into that sort of thing, always had been with all of his friends. He'd told Dillion it was so that he wasn't the last virgin left among them.
Wally grumbled something at him, turning away and hiding his phone. With an indignant noise, Drey stuck his tongue out, finishing his food. When the bell for lunch rang, the three boys separated. Dray and Dillion to their normal level science, Wally to his special internship study course.
Once in their classroom, Drey turned to his own phone, texting avidly. Dillion was surprised when his phone vibrated not a second later. He opened his phone, knowing the teacher really didn't care if the students texted in her class.
I want to have my fingers buried in your blond locks dude. The text message read. Dillion simply stared. What the hell?
~Drey, what the hell was that?~ He replied.
Wht Walls waz textin' Dick. 'I want to have my fingers buried in your ebony locks dude' bt adjusted for u
Dillion hated Drey's chat-speak texting. ~Did you see the reply?~
No. Bt bet it waz lol.
~Probably something like, 'Just kiss me already.'~
Oh, I'll kiss you alright.
Dillion shook his head. Was Drey really doing this? Dillion… Had been crushing on Drey for a while. Yes, he was the geeky little mathlete, but he was also decent at most sports. He was slim, but not skinny, and muscular, but not even close to bulky. He was perfect. But he was also straight.
Dillion's eyes narrowed at the text. The question really was…. How far was his straight friend willing to go?
~With tongue?~
OC. Given. I'll rub my tongue all over the inside of your mouth.
~You do that, I might moan.~
And that will only fuel me further. I'll run my hand along the outside of your shirt… Maybe get under it…
Dillion was squirming now. God this was turning him on. He glanced over at Drey, who was emotionlessly staring at his phone.
~I'd definitely moan then.~
Yes. U wuld. And then I'd begin to inch my hands lower…
Dillion's hand shot up, and the teacher looked at him. "Excuse me, Mrs. Rosen? May I go to the restroom?" She nodded, and Dillion was out of there in a flash. He ran to the restroom, sitting in the stall and breathing heavily. If he hadn't gotten out of there… Drey very well might have made him release right there, In his pants. As it was, he didn't reply. He simply sat, trying to relax himself again.
Two minutes had passed, and he heard someone enter the bathroom. It wasn't until he heard Drey's voice that he was frightened.
"Dillion? You in here? Listen dude, I didn't mean to scare you. It was all in good fun, you know?"
"Good fun?" Dillion slammed open the stall door, glaring at his friend. "How did you find out? Did Wally tell you?"
"T-Tell me what?" Drey asked, gazing at his friend strangely.
"That I like you!" Dillion growled, shaking his head. "What was that earlier? Harmless texting my ass! That was make-fun-of-the-gay-friend-because-he-has-a-crush-on-the-straight-"
And suddenly Drey's lips were crushing his own. He blinked as he was pushed against the wall, his lips moving back against Drey's without question. What… was happening? Drey was kissing him? This was… nice but…
Drey pulled away first, and answered his mental question. "I like you too. I always have. Walls' relationship kind of… inspired me to admit it."
And Drey was kissing him again. This time, Dillion didn't question, he just kissed. Drey's tongue somehow weaseled its way into Dillion's mouth, and the smaller boy gave a tiny peeping moan. Just like his texts, this merely fueled Drey's passion, and soon Dillion felt a hand sneaking under his shirt. Drey's hands… were surprisingly smooth. For a sports guy. They'd fumbled their way into one of the stalls, which Drey hastily shut and locked behind them.
Drey's mouth detached from Dillion's, and found its way to his chest. Dillion blinked, mind momentarily clear. When had his shirt come off? He looked down, and moaned deeply. Drey looked so incredibly sexy as his tongue lightly flicked over one of Dillion's nipples. His hands wrapped around Dillion's pants, and tugged them lightly off along with his boxers.
Accompanying an extreme blush, Dillion sprang to life just inches from where Drey now knelt. The other boy grinned evilly as he glanced up at him, running a finger under the bottom of his erection.
"D-Drey…" Dillion moaned at the touch. Without warning, his member was surrounded by a warm, wet substance. Drey was sucking him off.
Dillion bucked into Drey's mouth quite uncharacteristically. He moaned, throwing his head back against the stall wall, as Drey's tongue flicked over the tip. The other boy began bobbing his head along the length, taking Dillion deeper and deeper. Dillion tangled his hands in Drey's hair, helping him move, and began thrusting weakly forward.
Drey's sucking got faster, and Dillion could feel the warmth building in his stomach. It was all he could do to open his mouth and warn Drey.
And Drey just kept sucking, moving his tongue along the bottom and being even more seductive.
Dillion came a second later, some of it spilling out of the corner of Drey's mouth and down his chin. The other boy pulled away, swallowing and wiping away what was left, while Dillion weakly tugged on all of his clothes. With the same just-orgasmed weakness, Dillion huffed and leaned against the wall.
"D-Drey…" He whispered, reaching a hand out to touch his shoulder.
Drey turned, grinning wickedly at Dillion, and took his hand. "Next time, Dillion? It's your turn."
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So, did you like it? And yes, there will be more chapters at a later date. Maybe, if the reviews are good and people want it, I'll do a chapter chronicling just what Wally and Dick where actually texting back and forth.
And please, review! Since this is my first, it would make me feel warm and fuzzy if you did!