A/N: Hey guys! Sooo, this chapter has a bit of boyxboy smut, so don't I say I didn't warn ya. ;). I'm such a baby penguin though, so I'm sorry if it's less than satisfactory haha. enjoy Chapter 4 of Radioactive! :D


Justin dragged himself up to the room he and Spencer shared, mulling over his thoughts about the meeting.

Oh yeah.

Spencer.

Spencer was honestly one of the most beautiful boys Justin had ever laid his eyes on.

And well, honestly, he was also one of the sexiest.

Justin really had a problem with that.

Spencer had always been his first love, and when he started dating Merril, it broke his heart. So he decided the only way to get over him was find someone else. He, momentarily, fell for Charlie, the Windsor prefect. But when Charlie died, Justin's feeling for Spencer just deepened, and he tried his best to be there for him when he learned about Merril's death

And being around Spencer, almost all the damn time, he found himself having a very unwanted problem.

All the time.

And he really wanted him.

By now, Justin was about to explode, so he went into the bathroom conjoining the room he and Spencer shared and made sure to close the door, sitting on the toilet lid.

Justin was immediately thrown into his hazy thoughts about the brunette, unbuckling and pulling down the zipper on his pants.

He couldn't stop thinking about the way Spencer's hair fell into his eyes, or the way his hips moved when he danced, or his pouty lips.

God, his lips.

All Justin wanted to do was just kiss him senseless.

And his hips..

God, the way he moved should be illegal. His hips were so /sinful/.

Justin reached down into his pants and gripped the base of his cock tightly, moaning softly.

He started to pump his dick slowly, each stroke intensifying along with his very naughty thoughts about the younger boy.

Spencer was just walking into the room when he had heard low, groaning noises coming from the other side of the bathroom door. Some of the noises were almost like a growl and Spencer's pants had considerably tightened.

There wouldn't really be anyone else behind that door besides Justin, and Spencer wanted to have a bit of fun. Hell, they were in the middle of an apocalypse, he might as well make the most of it.

Behind the door, Justin's strokes had gotten harder and rougher, his breathing coming out ragged.

"Spencer.." He moaned quietly, flicking his hand and letting out a small gasp. He was so caught up in jerking himself off that he didn't notice the door open slowly, revealing a thin boy leaning against the doorway.

Justin gave himself another particularly hard thrust, causing him to moan the other boy's name a bit loudly. He was so fucking close..

Spencer smirked, feeling his own dick harden in his pants. He was so ready to make Justin his.

The taller boy looked up and almost shot off the toilet lid, blushing furiously and attempting to shove his (unfortunately rather large) dick back into his pants.

"S-Spencer!" He squeaked, wanting to move but found himself frozen to his seat.

Spencer grinned, raking his eyes over the Brit's body. Oh, he was going to be /so/ much fun.

"Oh hello Justin. I see you have a bit of a problem there."

Justin turned away, blushing harder than he thought possible. Brilliant job there, Spence, he thought. It takes a different kind of person to cockblock a fantasy about themselves, but damn, you found a way.

"A-A bit.."

Spencer licked his lips slightly, running his eyes over the boy in front of him again. God, he was gorgeous, especially like this. His hair was plastered to his forehead and his face was flushed and he was sweating, and he was also still hard, which just turned Spencer on even more.

Justin returned his eyes back to the boy in the doorway, trying to control his thoughts, which was proving to be quite hard seeing as Spencer was shirtless and his pants were oh-so-tight, leaving nothing to the imagination. Justin wanted nothing more than to just have his dirty way with him.

Spencer smirked and walked away from the doorway and strutted towards Justin, his eyes darkening with every step. He stopped in front of Justin and straddled his hips, smirking wider at the shocked expression on the taller boy's face.

Justin panted nervously, trying to read the boy's expression. "S-Spence what are you doing?"

Spencer leaned down and whispered in the Brit's ear, his voice deepening and his hands roaming over Justin's shoulders and arms, and no way was he complaining.

"Obviously something you've wanted me to do for a while, sweetheart."

Justin's eyes widened.

"W-what?!

Spencer leaned in and brushed his lips against Justin's neck lightly, his breath ghosting over as he spoke inbetween kisses.

"Oh honey, I know you want me. And frankly, I want you too. More than you'd know."

Justin honestly couldn't believe what he was hearing. Spencer was right there, on top of his fucking lap, telling him how much he wanted him. His mouth was all over Justin's neck, and really, if someone were to walk in, he probably couldn't bring himself to care. It was just so hot. His body was right there, his chest was right there, his dick was /right fucking there/.

Spencer started sucking and Justin moaned his name lightly, much to the delight of the younger boy. Justin moaning on his own was hot, but Justin moaning his name was fucking sexy.

Spencer trailed his hands down Justin's hips, laying them to rest on his thighs and trailing them along the inside lightly, causing Justin to shiver.

"Oh fuck, Spencer.." Justin moaned, feeling his cock getting harder once again. God, Spencer was such a little tease. He felt his shirt being pulled off and a small gasp, also feeling a pair of lips on his collarbone.

"Mmm, Justin, you're so gorgeous." Spencer murmured, sucking and licking his way down from Justin's collarbone to his chest.

He paused for a moment and looked up at Justin's face, which was so beautiful in the moment, his mouth open in a silent moan and his eyes fluttered closed with his eyelashes spread out on his cheek. Beautiful.

Spencer's hands roamed upward, ghosting over the prominent bulge in Justin's jeans. Justin gasped and immediately bucked his hips up, searching for more friction and causing the other boy to smirk.

"You look like you need that taken care of, Bancroft." he whispered, slowly palming him through his pants.

Justin, however, had had quite enough of the younger boy's teasing. In one swift move, he took Spencer by the arm and turned him around, his dick pressing up against Spencer's ass. He pulled him back by his waist, digging his nails into his hips.

"You listen here, now," he growled. "You aren't going to just bloody tease me and expect to get away with it."

Spencer smirked.

"I think I just did." he grinned, wrapping his arm around Justin's neck and playing with the hairs on his neck.

Justin growled and got up from the toilet lid, taking Spencer's forearm and dragging him into the bedroom, pinning him against the wall by his arms so he couldn't move, couldn't touch him, couldn't do anything except squirm underneath him.

"Enough with the fucking teasing," he growled. "By the time I'm done with you, you'd have been begging for it for hours. Naughty boys have to be punished, you know."

Spencer raised a brow.

"Oh, so I'm naughty? Wouldn't have ever thought."

Justin smirked slightly.

"You sure as hell aren't bloody innocent."

Spencer grinned and slipped his thigh inbetween Justin's legs, rubbing it against his crotch. Justin bit back a moan.

"S-Spencer..you better stop before I punish you f-further.." he squeaked.

Spencer smirked.

"Oh, please do."

Damn, he was fucking hot.

"Dammit, Spence..."

Spencer grinned and squirmed out of Justin's grip, kneeling down and looking up at Justin.

"Spencer, w-what are you doing-" Justin started to speak but was cut off by Spencer mouthing at the bulge in his pants.

"D-Damn you, Spencer.." He moaned, weaving his fingers through Spencer's hair. "Spencer, please...fuck.." Justin moaned softly.

Spencer chuckled and finally started to unzip Justin's pants, mouthing at his dick through his boxers. Justin moaned loudly, bucking his hips up into the warmth of Spencer's mouth. Spencer smirked.

"I knew I'd get you to moan for me one day, Bancroft."

Justin bit his lip and growled, irritated at himself for letting the other boy take the upper hand. After all, he /was/ having a fantasy about fucking him before he got rudely interrupted.

Spencer smirked again and that was the last straw. Justin growled deeper and shoved Spencer to the ground roughly, ignoring the gasp coming from the boy underneath him and crawled on top of him. His face was just inches from Spencer's and his eyes were blown wide with lust. Justin leaned forward and nipped at his ear, whispering lowly.

"You know what? I'm up for something a little different." he said, trailing kisses from Spencer's ear down his jaw, coming to a stop at his lips.

Spencer grinned and darted his tongue out, tracing the outline of Justin's lips.

"Anything is alright as long as it's with you, babe." he teased, gazing into the former Hanover's eyes.

That was it for Justin. He lunged forward and finally connected their lips together, both boys moaning into their lover's mouth.

Justin stood and pulled Spencer with him, grabbing his waist and closing as much space between them as he could.

He was about to kiss him again when the door flung open and Sebastian walked in but stopped short.

"Guys, I need some help on-oh. Okay..you're a bit busy..I'll just, um, come back later." He said, slowly backing out, a little bit traumatized. Justin and Spencer could faintly hear a shrieked "Evannnnn!" down the hallway.

Justin leaned his forehead against Spencer's for a moment, attempting to catch his breath.

"D'you think we should go after him, tell him that we aren't quite ready to be outed yet?"

"We?" Spencer questioned.

"Shit, I m-meant, well..fuck." Justin sputtered, blushing slightly.

Spencer rolled his eyes good-naturedly.

"Yes, I'll be your boyfriend, Bancroft." he chuckled. "But only if you'll be mine."

"Of course." Justin breathed, leaning forward and stealing another kiss. "Well, should we go after Sebastian?"

"Fuck it, let them know. I recall that we were in the middle of something before he barged in, yeah?"

Spencer whispered, wrapping his arms around Justin's neck.

Justin smirked.

"I believe so."

He closed the distance between them once more, the kiss more harsh and fiery than the last. And damn, it was /hot/.

Spencer reached up and tangled his fingers in Justin's hair.

Evan and Ethan were outside, pressed against the door listening while Sebastian was still flailing.

"Are they really-"

"I think they are." Ethan said, his eyes widened slightly.

"But, I thought-"

"Me too, me too.." Ethan said, furrowing his brow.

"I swear to god, this better not be a regular thing. I already get enough of you two." Sebastian said, nodding towards Ethan.

"Says Mr. "Stuart Sex God" Ethan replied.

Evan hissed at his brother.

"You promised you wouldn't tell him about that!"

Ethan shrugged and went back to listening.

Sebastian grinned.

"Tell me about what?" He asked, smirking at his boyfriend.

"Great job, Tweedledee, now he won't shut up." Evan grumbled.

Ethan chuckled.

"What're you guys doing?" came a voice from the room across them.

"Spying on Spencer and Justin." Evan replied.

"Why?" Dwight said, walking out of his room.

"They're making out." Ethan said, chuckling a bit.

"They're what?!" Dwight exclaimed, going over to his boyfriend.

"They're sticking their tongues down each others throats." Evan said, giggling slightly.

Dwight crinkled his nose

"But I thought-"

"We know." The Tweedles said, listening intently to the boys on the other side of the door.

"But why are you listening to them? That's invasion of privacy.." Dwight said matter-of-factly.

"Yes, because you barging into all our rooms at 3 in the morning lining our rooms with salt isn't invasion of privacy at all." Evan said.

"It's not my fault you two are still at it after two hours!" Dwight huffed, stepping back from the door.

Behind the door, Spencer and Justin had stopped kissing and were listening amusedly to their housemates.

"When will they figure out that they can't hear us anymore?" Spencer whispered, chuckling softly.

"They're all bloody daft, I doubt they'll notice for a while." Justin said, smiling slightly.

"C'mere." Spencer said, taking Justin's hand and dragging him to the nearest bed.

Justin chuckled and pulled the younger boy on top of him, covering them both with the sheets.

"I'm really glad you said yes, Spencer." he said, brushing the hair out of his face.

"Why wouldn't I?" Spencer said, wrapping his arms around the Brit's shoulder.

Justin shrugged.

"You're way out of my league." he said, blushing softly.

"What are you talking about, J?" Spencer asked, Justin giggling at the nickname.

"You are gorgeous and smart and talented and sexy and intelligent and-"

"Justin." Spencer said, putting a finger on his lips and effectively shushing him. "Shut up." he said, kissing him lightly.