From Straight Lines to Circles (bxb) ***ON HOLD***

Chapter Eight

I could feel my head lean forward, my body yearning for his kiss. Our lips were just about to meet when-

"Yo Collin, you in here?" A deep voice called, tapping his fingers impatiently on the tiled wall. Collin smirked mischieviously, making me shift nervously before, without warning, Collin stuck his hand down below and grabbed my member in his meaty palm. My eyes grew wide in shock and a moan grew in my throat, making me bite my lip in resistance. Collin just snickered quietly at my reaction and raised his pointer finger to his lips.

"Shh." He mouthed soundlessly, a teasing grin on his lips. "Be quiet." I whimpered in pain while trying to bite back my moans, my face burning in embarassment.

"Yeah man, just 'finishing' up." He grinned amusedly at his joke, my blush deepening.

"Ok, coach just wanted me to tell you that our team..." The boy started talking, his voice droning on. And Collins hand had not slowed down. If anything it was speeding up literally making me bite my knuckle to hold down my sounds of pleasure.

"So Collin, do you think its all good?" The boy asked finally at the end of his never-ending speech. My pleasure kept heightening and with a final sqeeeze I came all over Collins hand. With a perverted smirk Collin removed his hand and shoved it in the water, washing off the evidence of our *ahem* activity.

"Oh yeah, definately good." I blushed in embarassment at the obvious double meaning to his words and hid my face in his shoulder, the one that I was still pressed tightly against. The boy then grunted an acknoledgement at his response and walked out of the locker room, his footsteps echoing behind him. I didn't move my eyes from the ground. Collin gently pushed my face up so I met his gaze. For a second I actually (surprisingly) saw a flicker of actual caring in his eyes, underneath all of the lust and arrogance. But it was quickly gone, replaced by that all-to-familiar lust and greed and cockiness.

He then quickly kissed my lips and licked his lips before turning and sauntering off, his now soaked t-shirt clinging tightly to his body. And I stood in the now freezing spray, taking no notice of the temperature. Because a pitiful smile was distracting me. A smile that was slowly spreading on my own lips. Because Collin wanted me, and even with his cruel exterior and huge ego, I still wanted him. I wanted my number one torturer.

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