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The Jocks Over There

Julian's POV

I sit down in the cafeteria, watching the other kids eat. Actually, I use that as an excuse. What I'm really doing is watching the two biggest Jocks of the school: Ram Sweeny and Kurt Kelly. I've had a crush on both of those two for the longest time. No matter how hard I try I can't get them outta my head. My heart skips a beat every time they talk to me or even get close. Kurt is really sweet to me, he understands what I'm going through at this point in my life: depression and suicidal thoughts. Ram on the other hand is just quiet and follows what Kurt tells him to do. But, soon enough my free time to watch the amazing males eat is over. I stand up and grab my book, going to leave the cafeteria until I get tripped. My face smacks against the tile floor and I come up with a bloody nose. I close my dark brown orbs and keep my head down as slurs and laughs echo around me. I knew everything to well, from the call of 'HALF FAG' to the laugh of each one of the Heathers: Chandler, Duke and McNamara. I slowly and shakily stand up, keeping my head down as I walk. School was over finally. I go to my locker and get my stuff quickly before running past everyone else getting their things. I run out the doors and practically fly past trees, white picket fences and houses on the way to my mansion, that's no lie, I live in a mansion. My parents were French and Spanish billionaires. The reason why I say used is because they died a few years back. I run up to my front door and fling it open, finding the house empty as usual. I have ten older brothers but they all moved out in my freshman year, now I have ten corgis running around my house. I toss my bookbag onto the couch and run upstairs to my loft/room. My butt finds its place in a pile of blankets and throw pillows. My loose black hoodie flies away as I take it off me, showing my white tank top. I slide my pants down showing noting put my lonely penis. I slowly stroke it, gaining a moan from myself as I move my free hand under my shirt, starting to rub my nipples. Thoughts fill my head, thoughts better than I've had before: Ram fucking me in the ass while I get teased by Kurt. All my sexual fantasies had them in it, in any way, shape or form they were there. The Jocks Over There.