From the moment you entered this specific high school you pretty much figured out that there is a specific time you do not enter the second floor bathroom with the red door.
Nobody ever entered this bathroom at 12:45 to 1:25 every Wednesday and Fri...
Ian managed to get Kiva to shuffle away from the grabby hands that squeezed his ass making him clench in awkwardness.
"Hey" a voice said next to his ear, taunting him "do you know chat snoopy little boys like you get" Ian almost asked but halted when warm breath began to leave tiny kisses just below his ear "well honestly" another kiss was pressed just above his neck "they get nothing" kiss "but" kiss "we get" a kiss turned into a bite as the mouth reached his shoulder "a strip show."
Ian didn't fully think it through in his head but when it processed fully his eyes opened in alarm, and another plan started plotting itself in his head.
For a split second he froze before rising his knee and hitting Kiva where it hurt, watching him go in seconds and took off, making it to the door as three hands grabbed either an arm, a leg, or a throat and yanked him backwards.
"Reece" Kiva gritted through pain, looking at the man lazing against the wall, nearing the sink. Two hands held onto his private's as of to soothe the pain from being painfully kneed.
"Damn, he's a runner" Reece said and leaned forward, hanging around the sink, and crooked his finger towards Ian.
With whatever else possessed him, he shook his head no.
Seriously he licked his dry lips he gave a small shake of his head before trying to shake off the boys grip on him "shy" Reece said with fake sympathy, pushing off the sink and heading towards the handicapped stall and opened it "put him inside boys" he told his friends.
Ian froze, for the thousandth time and sat on the floor, in all his life he only knew this was the only position you couldn't be dragged from. Reece just simply raised his eyebrows and gave a nod of approvement.
"Kiva, get him in the stall" Reece commanded and walked inside, keeping only one hand to hold it open.
Kiva who was still red from being kneed, managed to get to his feet and scooped up Ian who was moving around trying to be dropped.
He was dropped, only he was dropped inside the stall and the door slammed shut behind Kiva, leaving him and Reece to be his prison guards.
They crowded him into the corner next to the toilet, and shared a sly smile with each other "you know the rules" Reece smiled, a snicker making it's way passed his lips.
Right, the rule.
"Strip" Kiva said, his hand getting antsy and going to yank off Ian's shirt himself "patience" Reece supplied and waved for him to undress.
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