psycho //boyxboy

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I was hoping I could go unnoticed.

  Turning around,I wandered off closer to the water. Everyone was starting to pair up and I was prepared to work alone. A hand gently tapped on my right shoulder. I smiled awkwardly at the familiar face behind me.

"Work with me?" Nash's question was almost a command.

I had no reason to say no,besides the fact that I genuinely was just trying to avoid him. Readjusting my bag on my shoulder,I followed him over to a deserted log.

"So how long are we stretching for?"

I look over to see him peeling his t-shirt off of his body,his tan skin accented by faintly sculpted abs.

  "You're staring."He laughs.

"No,no I wasn't."I defend.Yes I was.

He chuckles again,the dog tag around his neck jingling slightly.

I remove my bag from around my neck,stretching my legs out infront of my body.I'm still very sore,even after Nash's...nevermind. I try to grip my foot and stretch but the pain is too unbearable.

     "Are you still sore?"Nash questions,mastering the position that I was trying to accomplish.

I wince,drawing my legs closer to my chest."Yeah my legs and my-- I mean no,I'm fine." I lie,once again. Still,I wasn't trying to play a round two with this boy.

     "You're lying."

And with that he stands up,dusting sand off of his pants and coming behind me. I feel the warmth of his breath creep down my neck,making me tense up.

He chuckles."Maybe if you'd just relax."

  Nash's hands work their way to my shoulders,gently kneading around.

I prop myself up against my hands,feeling weak from pleasure.

When he strokes his thumb over my collarbone,I nearly lose it.I buck my hips involuntarily. My body was betraying me yet again.

His breath heats up my neck once again,only this time he plants a kiss there. Before I can protest,he moves inbetween my legs. He lowers my bent legs,gently gripping my left thigh.

I feel his cold hands on my stomach underneath my shirt. He drags his fingernails roughly against my hips,just like last time.

     "N-Not there."I stutter as I feel his free hand travel up the bottom of my shorts.

He ignores me,feeling around my boxer briefs.

"Shh."He whispers,grazing over my length.

     My head flies back and my hips buck again.By this point I had given up in trying to get him to stop.

     "Someone's a little sensitive, yeah."

I look down at him,moving his head down between my legs.

Just as he was about to do whatever it is that he was planning, a high pitched noise echoes from behind us.

Damnit.

author's note
HEY GUYS IM BACK!!!!! okay so i didnt know that people actually like this story,i mean people have been voting on it lately and my friend asked me if i planned on updating it.I looked at the demographic of it( to see who reads it around the world)and there are SO MANY australian readers and french readers its AMAZING OMG GUYS!!so if you guys want me to im going to update a few chapters and if it gets any feedback i will definitely continue updating. I LOVE YOU GUYS AND THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!x