The day Blossom asked him out, he thought she was joking. He still doesn't know why he accepted, especially since he had been sexually messing around with a guy in school who also liked to lay low. The guy's name was Maddox---well, that was his last name anyway. He refused to tell anyone his real name, and even after over a year of blowjobs and not-so-innocent sleepovers, he still wouldn't tell Riott. It would've been irritating if the name Maddox didn't fit him so well.

As of today, mid-February, and three months away from finishing his junior year of high school, Riott had been dating Blossom for four months. His entire school life had changed, and he wasn't sure he liked the attention. But whatever. At least he wasn't getting picked on much anymore. It was annoying how many people judged his name because it's not some common bullshit name like Braydon.

Today was an especially tiring day after a small argument with Blossom before getting out of school, and he was desperate for something to take his mind off of it. His wish was granted as soon as he checked his phone, seeing a message from Maddox. Suddenly, he wasn't tired anymore, and his movements had picked up speed to open the chat as soon as possible.

The message was a snap, and the picture sent a sharp heat through Riott's stomach, causing him to drop down onto his bed to stare at it.

The angle that the photo was taken was below Maddox's waist, giving a great view of his tightened stomach, reminding Riott that the emo fucker recently said he would start intensifying his workout routine. The guy's jet-black hair was so perfectly messy, like he had either spent five minutes on it or fifteen. Riott felt a smile tug at his lips when he spotted Maddox's cocky-ass grin and the rock-and-roll hand gesture at the corner of the picture. Damn it, he was wearing those snakebite piercings he wasn't allowed to have on in school. He knew Riott loved them. 

However, Riott quickly glossed over those details. His focus was locked onto what took up half of his screen, thanks to the angle Maddox favored.

What Riott was looking at and had seen around forty times by now was Maddox's fully hard, 6.8-inch dick, the slightly zig-zagging vein on the shaft confirming that it was his. And, yes, it was exactly 6.8 inches; Riott measured it himself.

While Riott was fixated on the details of the picture, he almost missed the caption just below Maddox's chin and the word "over" covering his tip.

Straight to the point, huh? That's unusual for Maddox.

He seemed a little extra needy tonight, and Riott felt the need to fuck with him a little.

"What if my girlfriend isn't around to please you?" Riott replied, feigning a misunderstanding of Maddox's words, although it did almost seem like he was inviting both of them.

Maddox knew what Riott was doing. He was already impatient after dealing with a hard-on in school all day, so he was quick to do whatever he could to get Riott to him faster. 

After typing back, "u know who i actually want, fucker," he also sent a video. He was lying down now, holding the camera at a professional angle since he'd done this a hundred times. The prominent V-line of his hips guided Riott's eyes to where Maddox was touching, slow strokes that were still enough to earn a few beads of precum from the tip. It was obvious how desperate he was, and Riott picked up on that immediately.

Riott's hand was slow as he absentmindedly shifted himself in his jeans, the sudden constriction almost painful by now. He was a bit desperate himself, but he still chose to mess with Maddox while he got ready to head ever the horny emo's house.

"Prove it. If you want it so badly, then say it," Riott typed back, tempted to send his own video, but to leave as soon as possible. 

Riott counted every piece of jewelry on Maddox's hand and the new scars on his wrist when he received another video. It wasn't so different from the last video, but a certain move Maddox made Riott stop in tracks to take in a shaky breath. Maddox's index finger traveled up his shaft, earning a small shudder that made Riott perk up, and collected a droplet of precum, the liquid following his fingertip while still attached to his other tip. Yet again, Riott almost missed the caption.

Riott bit his lip as he watched Maddox writhing in desperation, officially bringing him to a matching state of arousal that he didn't want to ignore for too long. So, he gave in, grabbing his car keys and almost running to his dinky Honda he was so glad he had in moments like these.

Maddox collapsed with a sigh when he finally got that message---that confirmation that he'd see Riott in about twenty minutes. It was a painful waiting time as usual, but he could suck it up. What made it really painful, however, was Riott's command. Naturally, Maddox followed without hesitation, tucking himself back in his boxers and flipping over on his stomach to resist temptation, but lying there with a crazy hard-on with no relief was pretty ass. Whatever. At least Riott was on his way.