Princeton's POV: man that gym is freaking hot! coach wanna be havin us run 10 laps makin kids throw up all over the gym floor has he seen the size of his belly his ass need to be the one runnin laps anyway i snuck off to the locker room cuz i cant deal that dude is like a freakin psychotic dictator and if he blows that damn whistle one more time imma beat his ass worse then i did julians
Chresanto's POV: i took a seat on the bleachers cuz i was outta fuckin breath who da hell hired our gym teacher? satan himself?
anyway i noticed my buddy perez sneaking off to the locker room so when no one was looking i did the same
time to have some "fun" with my buddy
the locker room
"what it do perez"
"god chres what da hell do you want it's bad enough i have EVERY fuckin class including homeroom with you"
"oh come on i thought you'd be happy to see me"
"i wasn't happy to see you outside"
"i wasn't happy to see you in homeroom"
"so why the fuck would i be happy to see you here?"
"and if you hadn't figured it out yet i came down here to be alone"
"so did i"
"be alone with my buddy that is"
i looked at him seductively
"uhh chres what are you doing?"
he backed up as i made my way over to him
eventually he was stopped by the lockers
my arms made a triangle between him and two lockers
"remember the "fun" i said we were gonna have perez?"
"y-yeah?"
"it starts now"
gently i brung my lips to his he wouldn't kiss back so
i moved them to his neck he tilted his head and moaned he held on to my head keeping me and that position
"tell me i'm yours perez" i whispered in his ear
"y-your-"
i punched him in the stomach he keeled over in pain
"haha dueces perez oh and uh ya might wanna take care of that little problem"
as i made my way up the steps that little problem was all i could think about it wasn't little at all i wonder what it would feel like in my mouth what it would taste like (sighs) guess i blew it
if only he knew that hurt me more than it hurt him
