Thomas sped through the traffic. He can't stop thinking about what would happen if he finally got at Newt's. Looking at his phone, messages were being received and these messages aren't exactly subtle.

Newt: Come here please and I'll make sure you'll never regret it.

Newt: Are on your way? I'm already naked.

Newt: Tommy? I want to feel you...

Newt: THOMAS! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?!

Thomas chuckled at the last message. Now it was Newt's time to be sexually frustrated. He remembered the time Thomas was the one frustrated. At that time he realized that he could basically sleep with anyone he wanted to but he couldn't. Not if it wasn't with Newt. Thomas was hot and fidgety at that time. Every night was a wanking session, his mind imagining the dirty things he wanted to do to the blonde. He looked at his bag again and saw the item he bought that week. He blushed at his actions again, feeling a little embarrassed. He shook it off because it would be for Newt's pleasure, not his. Newt wanted to be fucked senseless? Then that's what he'll get.

After 30 minutes or so (traffic was a bitch), he arrived. He straightened himself up and grabbed his bag and rang the doorbell. A pleasant lady opened the door with a smile.

"Hey, Mrs. Isaacs." Thomas greeted, "Is Newt around?"

"Hello, Thomas." Mrs. Isaacs gestured for him to come in, "Newt's upstairs." Thomas then realized that Mrs. Isaacs was dressed in a blue formal dress along with a color-matched sandal.

"Are you going out for tonight, Mrs. Isaacs?" Thomas asked, although, he really wanted to ravish Newt now he was hoping that Newt's parents would go out.

"Well, yes. We're going to a family gathering but Newt can't come because he is sick." Mrs. Isaacs informed.

"Sick?" Thomas asked. Newt did not sound sick when he called him earlier.

"Yes. A cold, I think." Mrs. Isaacs grabbed her purse and out the door, "Thank you for coming over. Newt said you'll stay over?" Mrs. Isaacs said, eyeing Thomas' bag. Thomas suddenly went rigid but went with the flow.

"Y-yes! Yes. I'll stay."

"Thank you. If you'll excuse me, we will go. My husband will pick me up. Take care, Thomas." Mrs. Isaacs said her goodbyes and left.

After making sure that there were no signs of Newt's parents, he slowly made his way up. As he was ascending, he felt his phone vibrate.

Newt: Don't come upstairs yet! Wait in the living room. I'll text you.

Thomas, confused, went back to the living room and sat on the couch.

Thomas: This is torture, you know.

Newt: You'll be thankful you waited. Trust me.

Thomas: What are you doing?

Newt: Why ruin the surprise?

Thomas: Naughty. ;) I have a surprise for you too.

Newt: I'm willing to accept. Now, just wait.

Thomasstayed at the couch, turning his head from side to side. He noticed how great Newt's place was. It was both modern and comfortable. His parents must have good taste. He waited in silence, constantly checking his phone. After a few minutes he heard a ding and that's all he needed to get worked up again.

Newt: Come up.

Thomas suddenly got nervous at how platonic the text read. What was Newt planning? He hurriedly placed his phone back to his pocket and grabbed hi bag and went upstairs. He got to Newt's door and sighed deeply. He wanted this so much. He knocked loudly.

"Come in, Tommy." He heard the blonde call.

Thomas slowly opened the door and there he was. Newt at the center of the room, sitting in a chair with a leg over the other. He was not wearing any pants and only had a gigantic white t-shirt on.

"About time." Newt smirked. Thomas felt himself blush and closed the door. He sat his bag down and stood in front of the blonde.

"S-So..." Thomas started. It was getting too difficult to breathe.

"What do you wanna do, Tommy?" Newt asked, trying his best to sound sexy and hell, it was working. Newt bit his lips as the blonde separated his leg and smirked at Thomas.

"You - is th-that..." Thomas eyes widened and stared at Newt. His heart was pounding in his chest. As if he thought Newt was able to be even more sexy yet here he was breaking expectation.

"You like them, Tommy?" Newt stood up and slowly made his way to Thomas. Thomas was painfully hard now and he did not know how to handle this extremely erotic situation. "I've never worn them before actually..." Newt wrapped his arms around Thomas' neck and gave him kisses. "Just for you." the blonde whispered.

Thomas pushed Newt off him, pulling the blonde's t-shirt up. Newt smirked and lustfully caressed Thomas arm. Newt was wearing fucking panties and it looked fucking sexy on the blonde. It was lace and red and Thomas was speechless. He can't help but marvel at the beauty in front of him.

"I knew you'd like it." Newt smirked and finally took of his shirt. Thomas looked at him, flustered and horny. He pulled the blonde on him, carrying him and letting Newt wrap his legs around Thomas.

"Fucking sexy." Thomas whispered as he kissed the blonde's neck. Newt moaned and grinded himself on Thomas. This made the brunette groan on Newt's lips.

"We haven't done anything yet and you're already hard? Weak game, Tommy." Newt said while moaning from all of the stimulations he is receiving from Thomas.

"You gonna talk or you gonna kiss me?" Thomas asked looking at the blonde, thrusting his hips against Newt's grinding.

Newt lunged forward and took Thomas' lips in him. It was heated and it was what they both wanted. Thomas moved to the bed and gently laid Newt down. Newt ravished Thomas and begged for entrance. Thomas gladly opened up invited Newt in. Thomas groaned at the overactive tongue that explored his mouth. A silent war of tongues commencing and it was so fucking hot. Newt grasped Thomas hair and pulled him closer like he was his only source of air. Thomas pulled out first, only to give them air. They both panted like crazy before Newt pulled Thomas in again. They kissed for what felt like an eternity but they both knew they wanted more.

"Tommy, get these panties of me and fuck me, please." Newt pleaded on Thomas' lips. Thomas chuckled and broke the kiss. Thomas had a smirk on his face and Newt wondered why.

"Let me go first. I need to get something." Thomas said and it confused Newt at first. Realization hits him as he noticed his legs still around Thomas' waist. He lets Thomas go and the brunette ran back to his bag.

"What are you doing?" Newt asked, breathless and needy. Thomas did not respond and just turned back to Newt. He stared at the brunette and looked at his hands. He was carrying this brown thing. It was a ring. What was it? Thomas was just smirking at the blonde. Then, Thomas was on top of him again.

"Remember what you texted me?" Thomas asked, kissing Newt on his neck which made the blonde moan.

"S-Sorry. My m-mind's a bit pre-occupied for n-now." Newt responded, digging his fingers on Thomas' back.

"You told me to fuck you senseless." Thomas came up for air and looked at the blonde, raising his hands and showing Newt the brown thing. Newt was confused again before he knew what that thing was.

"Is th-that a..." Newt started.

"Cock ring, yes." Thomas interrupted and grinded himself on Newt which made the blonde groan in pleasure.

"Wh-What are you - fuck - p-planning?" Newt asked, face all scrunched up from the heavy grinding that Thomas was giving him.

"I'm gonna use it on me." Thomas explained. Ke kissed Newt again and continued. "I'll make sure I won't cum but you do. Multiple times." Newt stared at Thomas, slightly afraid of the look the brunette was giving him.

"Wh-what?"

"You told me to fuck you senseless and I'm gonna do just that. You may have to skip school tomorrow from what I'm about to do." Thomas grinned and captured Newt's lips again.