H's POV
I walked into French, waiting for my prey. I smirk as I see Graser walk in. "Dat ass though!" I yelled at him. He looked at me confusedly "aren't you suppose to be straight??" He asked. "Yeah, but dat ass changed me!" I replied. I got some stares, but I didn't care. I know what I want and that's his luscious lips rapped around my cock. He would slowly suck me off as he looks up, face tinged with a light blush. I would lean my head back, moaning for him to suck harder. I'm reaching my climax. Then... "H, the hell?!" Graser yells at me. I look at him confusedly. I follow where he's looking. My eyes widened as I realizes that I have a hard on. Fuck! I quickly cover it up with my jacket and raise my hand. "Yes?" The teacher calls on me. "May I go to the bathroom?" I asked calmly. She nodded, "hurry back." I walk quickly out of the room, hiding my boner. I run to the bathroom, and head to the stall. I unbutton and unzip my pants. I take out my cock and slowly rap my hand around it. I imagine graser is with me. He is rapping his cute little mouth around my tip. He swirls his tongue around it. Then he takes me all the way in. He looks at me. He looks so cute! I lean my head back, climaxing. "Fuck, graser!" I moan. I pull up my pants. I go and wash my hands. I go back to class, and graser gives me this look. "What?" I ask him. He just shakes his head, and goes back to taking notes
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Euphoric
أدب الهواةGraser and will are the gay losers. Bayani and hbomb are the jocks. These four boys are assigned a project to write a story. They hated each other, but will that hate turn into love? Sorry, I'm not good with summaries!!
