Control-Zarcel Stalik

Chapter 6

Marcel's POV

I swear I'm gonna cry over how stressful this is, Zayn is just so confusing with everything.

He first said I was big, which I think he was talking about my....weewee.

Then he was beating me and said sorry while he almost kissed me!

I don't even like him! Better yet, I don't even know if I'm gay, I never knew he was...

Hm, maybe he's being all bad just to hide his gay side, wait! I don't know and I don't really care, he's a mean person who just happened to be jawdroppingly attractive.

And here I am now walking inside my home just to be met with a warming smell of sugar cookies.

"Marcy? Is that you baby?" I hear my mothers sweet voice call out making me instantly smile and turn into the innocent boy she loves.

"Yes mum its me!" I call back out as I sigh and try to hurry to my room so my mum doesn't see me like this in this ugly state, I try to quickly walk to the stares as I hear her voice.

"Marc" I hear her footsteps coming toward the kitchen door and opening it.

"Marcel!" I hear her gasp echo through the room behind me. "What is gods name happened to you!" She runs over to my aid.

"Mum it's fine, I'm fine, just don't worry about it, I can handle him" I realized what I just say and I hope she didn't hear me.

"Ok, but I would of never thought of you coming back like this on your first day of school" she rubs some dried up mud off my cheek, thank god she didn't notice.

"It's ok, I just slipped and I had a great day of school" lies

"Ok honey, go and wash up and come back down for some cookies I made for you" she gave a warm smile as I nodded and headed up the stairs to the bathroom and stripping down my dirty clothes.

I turn on the faucet and step into the warm water as I feel my hair loosen from gel.....and dirt.

As I wash my body and hair I start to think about that mysterious hazel eyed bad boy, with sleeve-full tattoos and slick black hair.

Zayn's POV

I hop in the shower as I start to wash myself from the dirty rain.

Suddenly I got this sudden thought of the geeky, green eyed, innocent-looking Marcel.

He's looks so familiar, like I've seen him before, but I haven't seen him before.

No, I couldn't have, I would of known if I saw a person with big green eyes, thick plump pink lips, tall lean figure, big enormous hands that could just easily wrap around anything he wanted without difficulty.

Just imagine what he could do with those big lips, they can just wrap around anyone's cock not even gagging a slightest bit while deep throating. Now just imagine it being my cock in his innocent mouth.

I throw my head back moaning just thinking about it.

Wait what? No! Oh god no! This is bad, why would I be thinking of this!

I wrap my hand around my cock as I keep my eyes closed.

"No this is bad" I groan as I start pumping my hand back and forth.

"Very bad, he's a geek, not even..." I moan "attractive..."

I start to move my hand back and forth even faster as the images keep popping up in my head of Marcel sucking me off while staring into my eyes.

"Ugh, n-no.....not Marcel, ah ah ah f-fuck!" I shout as I feel myself cumming into my hand, making me roll my eyes in the back of my hand.

"Ohhhhhhhhh yes" I open mg mouth in the shape of an 'O'.

I hang my head under the shower thinking of what just happened.

I just thought of the geek while I touched myself, the worst thing is, that was one of the best masterbations ever.

I mean its just....Marcel, I just met him today but already I can read him like a book, he's so innocent which tells me he never had his first kiss, never had sex, and never had a girlfriend or boyfriend because you know he must be at least bisexual.

Some part of me just wants to take control of him. Just to tell him who's boss, or show him.

Wait no! I'm not even fucking touching that son of a bitch, he tried kissing me for god sakes!

Gross
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