Thomas was sitting right next to Sonya trying to figure out a chemistry problem. They had no idea what to and Minho was getting some food and was picking up Newt at his house.
"This is so frustrating!" Sonya gave up and threw her pencil across the room which hit Brenda in the face.
"Hey!" Brenda yelled and caressed her cheek where then pencil hit.
"Sorry. It's just, so confusing!" Sonya threw her arm up and it made Thomas laugh.
"You enjoying my pain?" Sonya turned to look at him and Thomas quickly shook his head.
"We're back!" Minho yelled as he opened the from door.
"FINALLY! SOME HELP!" Sonya stood up and grabbed the food that Minho was holding.
"I'll prepare this." Sonya excitedly exited towards the kitchen. Thomas was kind of lucky to have a sister like her. She was not one of those girls that only cared about her looks and how to flirt with guys.
"You already started?" Thomas heard a British accent and snapped his head and saw Newt enter the room. Shit, he forgot Newt was invited and Thomas was in his sweatpants.
Newt was wearing black skinny jeans, white shirt and a black leather jacket. Thomas stared at Newt. Damn, he was so good looking. He could just ravage him then and there. Newt turned his head towards Thomas and looked down. He smirked and slyly pointed to Thomas' crotch. Thomas looked down and he was already hard. Fuck, he was already hard just looking at Newt! That was sick on some kind of level. Thomas grabbed a pillow and covered his hard on with it. He blushed when Newt laughed at him.
Sonya came back with food and they all cheered. They ate the food Minho bought in a matter of minutes and they all pronounced they satisfaction.
"We should go back to studying now. It's already 7 pm and we even barely touched one subject." Brenda said.
They all agreed with her and opened their books and just got to it. They all were so focused that nobody even noticed Thomas and Newt exchanging looks. Thomas blushed as Newt would caught him staring and he still blushed when he caught Newt staring. Thomas was in heaven and earth. He can basically feel the frustration between them.
After hours of studying, the group finally got to the last subject, Literature. They decided to put this last because the group liked to debate about their views a bout certain topics except for Minho. He took the subject a year ago because of his advanced stage. Brenda and Sonya were up first and they lasted for almost an hour debating. It was a tie for both of them for they shared minot differences in opinion. Now it was Thomas and Newt's turn.
"Okay, Thomas, Newt. The Story of Billy. Go." Minho was the referee.
"Okay, um. Well, for me Billy was not that much of a character that would form any interest from readers. I mean his dilemma was shallow and unnecessary." Thomas started and looked at Newt.
"I don't know. I think the author penetrated the subject very well." Newt said with a smirk that Thomas immediately noticed. "I think Billy's dilemma was more of an emotional turmoil than what the situation is presenting itself as. I mean, I don't know about you but it left me wanting more."
There it was again. The smirk! Thomas felt like Newt was not really talking about the article now. As much as he hated it, Thomas was turned on by Newt's inconspicuous flirting while making sure his friends does not have any idea about what was going on.
"I-uh, well maybe. But you have to understand the other characters were not really affected by the turmoil Billy is having. It was purely for narcissism. It's fine to have that concept but not for an article like this that speaks of change." Thomas tried to battle the crack that was warning his voice.
"Maybe. But you have to understand that Billy was not the leader in that group. He was a follower, a slave to biological urges. He was begging for the satisfaction ofassertion but it was never really given by the leader." Thomas was blushing now, looking flustered, and Newt smiled at him.
"Uh, um. But that was the problem with Billy. The story was not driven by him but by the people around him." Thomas tried to hide a stutter.
"What's so wrong about other people guiding you? I mean, I would gladly take it up my ass than doing nothing. And to tell you the truth, I would just eat those words up and swallow it down my throat." Thomas can't breathe and he can feel his pants tenting. This was too much. Newt was too much.
"Ding! Ding! Ding! And the mighty Newton won! Woooo!" Minho cheered and the girls clapped.
"Wha-why?" Thomas was taken out of his daze .
"You did not speak 30 seconds after Newt ended his speech. Sorry, buddy." Minho chimed and Brenda hugged Thomas from the back. Newt was still staring at him, no, more like at the pillow covering Thomas' boner. God, even that produced a twinge in Thomas' dick.
"It's getting late, guys! Do you want to go home or are you fine sleeping here?" Minho offered.
"Yeah. I'm pretty tired. Maybe we should just crash here." Brenda told the group.
"Sleep tight guys!" Minho said and turned off the lights and headed towards his room. He offered Brenda to stay with him but Brenda declined.
They were laid on the floor like on sleepovers. Sonya and Brenda were 2 feet away for Thomas and Newt. Thomas was nervous about sleeping beside Newt. He could still feel Newt's stare even though he had his back towards Thomas. Like Newt was already undressing him mentally. As soon as the two girls were asleep, he felt Newt's hand crawl to his stomach. Thomas stiffened and he refused to move. Not even a single muscle.
"Why you so tense, Tommy?" Newt whispered in Thomas ear and then nibbled it. Thomas fighting not to moan in pleasure.
Newt's hand was traveling further south and finally stopped in between his belly button and his torso. Newt then rubbed that part. Thomas knew exactly what Newt was doing. Newt was extremely close to Thomas' hardening dick but not that close that he was touching it. Close enough to make the brunette want more.
Thomas was groaning now. Newt's tactic worked in him like a charm. He was bucking his hips against Newt's hand to move it along further south but that did not work. Thomas was so frustrated. He wanted Newt to jerk him off and Newt was making him harder every minute Newt was teasing him.
"Oh, do you want me to do something, Tommy?" Newt stopped nibbling on Thomas' ears to whisper. Thomas was still facing away from Newt.
"Newt, please." Thomas was begging now.
"What do you want?"
"I... I... God, Newt. Please." Newt was rubbing the area even more slowly now.
"I can't do anything without you telling me, Tommy." Newt kissed Thomas' neck which earned a couple of moans from Thomas' lips. "So what do you want?" Newt was sucking at the skin now. Thomas was so turned on at the moment.
"Jerk me off. Please." Thomas whispered.
"You want my hand on your dick?" Newt teased.
"Yes." Thomas voice cracked.
"You want me to play with your member until you cum?"
"Yes. Please, make me cum." Thomas eyes were closed as Newt kept sucking in his neck.
Then he felt Newt's hand brushed lightly on Thomas' member and Thomas was whining now. Newt pulled Thomas sweats and took hold of his dick.
"Ugh." Thomas moaned as he felt Newt's warm hand on his dick.
"You better shut up Tommy or you'll wake up the girls and your hopes of cumming in my hand would fade away." Newt warned him. Thomas closed his mouth and just squirmed when Newt was moving his hand up and down his shaft.
Thomas was writhing in pleasure. Newt was killing him slowly by slowly jerking him off.
"Faster, please. Newt, faster." Thomas pleaded and was bucking his hips even more.
"As you wish." Newt answered and Thomas eyes opened as he felt Newt's hand jerked faster. Thomas was breathing hard now. Newt's hand was magic and he can't contain all the moans trying to escape his lips.
"F-fuck." Thomas said as he was close to cumming. Newt took the warning and jerked him off even faster. Thomas was going crazy. He was panting so hard that he was sure he would hyperventilate. Newt's gripped his dick harder and moved even harder. Thomas can't contain it anymore.
"Ugh. Fuck!" Thomas came all over Newt's hand. His whole body shook with pleasure as Newt's hand squeezed all of the juices that were coming out of Thomas. He was seeing white spots on his vision as he came down from his orgasm. He was still panting. Newt kept jerking him until he got soft. Newt removed his hands flipped Thomas over so that the brunette was looking at him.
Newt took his fingers, covered in cum, and sucked on it. Eating every last drop of Thomas' cum. It was one of the most erotic things Thomas had witnessed.