tall boy

Remember not all little fall into the idea of what we should be some of us are tall some chubby some boy or girl or transgender some are strait and are bi and some are gay or lesbian we are every color of the rainbow and all just as pretty as one we are young(not underage) and some are old we should not judge by outward appearances but encourage each other to stand out and be proud being little is not how you look but how we feel it is a part of us just love it or move out of the way for ones who will……please do not take off caption

You seem different: lh***

(Feedback would be great!)

You walk in to the smokey room and look around, trying to find your friend that promised she’d be there. You let out a quiet sigh and shake your head as you walk into the kitchen to grab a beer from one of the tubs.

You try to twist the cap for a good minute and a half before realizing that you need a bottle opener. You don’t think anyone’s watching you but you feel a hand on your arm.

When you look up your eyes meet those of a beautiful tall blonde boy. He smiles down at you and pulls his keys (which contain a bottle opener) out of his pocket.

“Lemme help you with that, yeah?” You nod with a small smile and he takes the bottle from your hand, popping it open and tossing the cap on the counter before handing it to you.

“Thank you- uh, amazingly handsome guy that I’d love to get to know.” He chuckles slightly and uses his teeth to play with the ring on his bottom lip.

“Luke. And I’m going to need your name as well.” He takes a sip of his own drink as he waits for your response.

“It’s Y/n.”

“Well Y/n, it’s nice to meet you. However with that compliment I’m assuming that you only want to get into my pants. I was planning on having an intellectual conversation and possibly drinking tea.”

You involuntarily let out a loud giggle which makes him grin and you cover your mouth with your hands. “I mean we can do that too.”

“Good.” He tilts his head to the side, signaling for you to follow him. The two of you do actually talk for quite a while, hours actually and the conversation never gets boring.

“I don’t live far from here if you wanted to go do that tea thing.”

“Sounds like a good idea.” He grabs your hand and places his drink down randomly (you do as well) and you follow him out of the house, the cold air hitting you like a brick.

You take in a sharp breath and he looks at you confused. “It um wasn’t this cold when I left my house.”

“Wait, here.” He shrugs off his flannel and holds it out for you so that you can slip your arms into it with ease.

“Are you sure you’re not going to be cold?” He looks down at you with a smile and nods. “Yeah, I’m tough as nails.”

And to that you let out another giggle. “Hey!”

“Im sorry, I’m sorry, it’s just, you seem different.”

“Different how?”

“You just seem better than everyone else our age.” He nods with pink cheeks and once again grabs your hand as he leads you back to his place.


He pulls you into his house, kissing you quickly which is a tad shocking to you.

“I’m pretty different.” You look up at the now smirking boy and raise an eyebrow for him to specify.

“Well you see,” he leans down so that his lips are right by your ear “I prefer to give.” He nips at your earlobe and you practically fall apart.

He tells you to jump and he carries you upstairs, placing you on the bed before closing the door.

He slowly takes each article of clothing off of your body, worshipping each spot of skin before moving to the next piece of clothing.

“You’re so beautiful.” He whispers the words as he kisses down your stomach. “So fucking beautiful.”

He slides down your panties leaving you completely nude in front of him and he wastes no time attaching his mouth to your clit, sucking hard immediately.

You let out a quiet moan and he dips a finger into you, alternating between sucking and flicking his tongue. “Who are you this wet for baby girl?”

“You.” You whimper the word and buck your hips up slightly, wanting more. You can already tell that you’ll reach your orgasm within minutes.

“Say my name.” The words give a vibrating sensation against your clit and you let out a loud moan, gripping his hair tightly.

“You Luke, you’re making me this wet.” The words come out staggered and between moans as he pumps two fingers in and out of you.

You moan his name loudly and he groans, quickening the speed of everything. “I’m gonna-”

“I know. Go ahead, I got you.” You cum right as the word ‘you’ leaves his mouth and he continues to lap at your skin until you’re done.

You’re laying on his bed with shaking legs and a rapidly rising and falling chest. His eyes scan over your body and you can see the cocky smirk on his face, but you don’t mind a bit, he has every single right to be cocky after what he just did.

“You wanna take this farther?” He asks quietly and you nod, he strips out of his clothes and grabs a condom from the top drawer of his dresses, rolling it onto his cock and climbing in between your legs.

He slides his cock over your folds a few times before pushing the head in and pulling out, repeating the process a few times to have you begging for more.

“Please.” The word comes out as a needy whimper and he smiles slightly.

“Please what Y/n.”

“Please just fuck me.” He smiles down at you and slides all the way in, his eyes closing at the feeling of you wrapped around him.

“Fuck, you’re so tight baby.” You moan in response and he presses his lips to your neck, sucking as he starts to slowly thrust in and out of you.

You dig your nails into his back and he bites into the skin on your neck as he speeds up the pace of his thrusting. “So good Luke.”

“Fuck I love it when you moan my name like that.” He pulls his head back to look at your face and smiles to himself as he fucks you hard and fast.

Your eyes are squeezed shut and your lips are parted. You start to tighten up around him and he groans loudly. “You’re so close, I can feel it. Cum for me, go ahead.”

Within a minute you’re falling apart around him, your arms wrapped tightly around his torso and your eyes now on his. It doesn’t take long for him to do the same.

You both lie there for a few minutes before you sit up to leave. “Do you need the bathroom? It’s the second door on the right.”

You let out a quiet chuckle and shake your head no. “I was planning on going home actually.”

“You don’t want to stay the night?”

“Do you want me too?” You give him a puzzled look and he nods slowly.

“I’d really like you too.” You nod in response and climb back into his bed, resting your head on his chest.

You were right, he is different.

ok but
  • chubby boys are cute
  • skinny boys are cute
  • boys with disproportionate bodies are cute
  • boys who lift are cute
  • boys who dont are cute
  • boys who wear makeup are cute
  • boys who dont are cute
  • musical boys are cute
  • sporty boys are cute
  • artsy boys are cute
  • small boys are cute
  • tall boys are cute

boys??? are just so cute

anonymous asked:

so like this tall boy with a rlly tragic backstory who becomes all Tortured at the thought of anything happening to his beloved and expresses his devotion thru soppy but effective Shakesperean poetry in a strained voice and has the whole appeal of being easily seduced by the dark side and all

ur right gdi

((who would i fall in love with??))