From Afar with Love - II

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Beam POV

Since then, everytime Forth meets me outside, he kept calling me Mallow. He would also suddenly hug me out of the blue. I was really uncomfortable with those kind of gestures. My classmates even thought that we're a couple. 

Why the hell did he call me Mallow? Because chocomallow pie is his favorite snack. Since he has a dark complexion, he fashioned himself as the "choco" and since I have a fair complexion, I was the "mallow". 

Actually, I have a crush on him when we were still freshmen. But one time, I was walking around the University Oval Track, he bumped into me then called me derogatory names as if I was the one at fault. 

In a word, Forth can be described as a D-I-C-K, DICK. He's not serious about anything. He changes partners guys and girls as if he would change his cigarette stick. His overall attitude, to be honest, does not fit the image of a university that is named after a saint. He's handsome and hot and he knows it. He has that certain angst that makes him more appealing. When he's wearing his proper uniform, he looks prim and respectable. But when it's our free day, he likes to wear what I can described as grunge complete with tattered jeans and an open shirt. 

My class just finished that time and our classroom was located on the 5th floor. I had an urge to pee but I chose to go up the 7th floor. For some reason, I was comfortable using it. I entered a cubicle and released what I had in store in my bladder. 

Few minutes later, someone knocked on the cubicle I was in.

"Someone is inside. Please wait," I said out loud.

The knocking continued. This time louder than the last like really trying to piss someone off.

"Can you just wait for a minute?!"

Another set of knocks again. I fixed myself then opened the cubicle. It was Forth and he was grinning stupidly. "Jerk! What the hell is your problem?"

He didn't answer. Instead, he held me by the arm and pulled me back inside the cubicle before locking us in.

"Fuck! I someone sees us here, they will be suspicious! Stand aside! I will leave now!" I demanded but he didn't move. I also smelled a strong alcoholic odor. "Forth, come on, let me leave. If you're going to use the toilet, then do your business by yourself."

"Relax man, lookie here, junior Forth is wide awake. Flag ceremony on-going!" He said while groping his bulge.

"I was left hanging. Damn guard! I want to smack him! I was having a blowjob from Myla in her car," He's talking about his classmate. I have no idea if they're a couple or not. "When that dumb shit guard approached us! Tsk! Hey, help me here, can you continue where Myla left off?"

I rode on his trip. I first hugged him and turned us around to switch our positions so I was the one who was leaning on the door. Then, I pretended that I would kneel down. He instantly closed his eyes as he loosened his belt himself. He was wearing navy bikini briefs. There's a spot that was darker than the rest and his cock was almost tearing the fabric. I opened the cubicle door and escaped the restroom.

I rushed to the elevator and rode it down to the carpark where my bike was. In this kind of events, I can confidently ride the elevator. They say a ghost is in there so I tend to refrain from using it. Haha!

I was about to rev up bikes engine when someone suddenly pulled the back part of the motorcycle. I removed my helmet and turned to look at who it was -- no surprise, it was Forth again.

"The hell! Why won't you leave me alone? Don't involve me with your debaucheries, jerk!"

"Mallow, let me ride with you. My car is coding."

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