THE SWEETEST SIN(BxB)

25: The Cafeteria Talk.

GAVIN

After the jog, I took a cold shower and changed into a pair of baggy jeans, black tee shirt and a pair of safari boots. I combed my unbraided hair and gelled it. Pineapple scented body splash floated in the air as I sprayed it all over my physique. Staring at my reflection on the vanity mirror, a gratified smile sneaked to my lips.

I exited the room, making my way to the resort cafeteria where the rest of the students were. Excited chatters and laughter of my peers stuffed the eatery. The aroma of pancakes, fried bacon, baked goods and freshly brewed coffee, fanned the room, seducing my olfactory senses. A rumble exploded from my paunch, an indication of my starvation. The banquet was calling out to me, begging for my indulgence.

I served a mug of black coffee with no cream, a plate of blue berry pancakes, three sausages and cherries. I used to watch my diet a lot. Didn't partake in fatty foods. When I was about eight years old, I got mocked and bullied for being chubbier than the rest of my classmates. I earned quite a lot of names back then. I would lock myself in the toilet during lunch period and cry my eyes out. I hated the way I looked. It's why I decided to choose what to eat and when to eat. My well-built physique took years of healthy diet, exercise and restraint.

My gaze scanned the cafeteria in an attempt to locate a certain cerulean eyed boy. A smile crept to my lips when my eyes landed on his petit form. The smile faded as soon as I saw the guy seated across from him. Didn't need binoculars to discern that the dreadlocks belonged to a certain tattoo ass. As though sensing I was watching, Carlito waved at me excitedly. After a few calming breaths, I sauntered to his table and took a seat almost immediately.

"Nice shirt." He threw a compliment my way.

"Thank you, Lorena." I stated, taking a sip of my coffee. It was bitter, just the way I like it.

"You do know that my name is Lorenzo, right?"

"Really? I thought it was Lorena. My bad. Like I told you before, I am terrible with names." Unbothered, I sliced the pancake and forked a piece which I shoved in my mouth.

"So, who else is excited about today?" Sensing the animosity, Carlito attempted to lighten the mood.

"Since you are so forgetful with names, I will write my name down for you. Or I could tattoo it on your palm." He suggested.

"I'm not a fan of needles but thank you very much for offer." I stated, shoving the piece of sausage in my mouth and chewing on it almost immediately. "Mm mm...this is so good." I moaned, relishing the orgasmic feeling brought about by the sausage. "Do you want a taste?" I offered Carlito.

"No. Thanks. I don't like sausage. Makes me feel like throwing up." He replied with a gag. An apologetic smile following after.

"I love sausage. Wouldn't mind having yours." A voice which I didn't need a detector to discern, declared. Then he took a seat, across the table, directly facing me. His lips curved into an annoying smirk.

"Didn't know you were joining us, Tony." Carlito spoke, irritation knitted in his words.

"Neither did I until I heard Gavin offering his sausage. Couldn't miss the chance of devouring his very delicious looking sausage." His eyes not leaving mine, he spewed the words. Then, hooked his fork on the sausage on my plate then inserted it in his mouth, inch by inch until it was in. All of it. An involuntary gasp exited my lips when he swallowed the sausage without chewing it. For some unknown reason, the temperature of my body spiked.

"You were right Gavin. Your sausage was absolutely delicious." He declared, a smile covering his lips which were still oily from the sausage. 

"Dios! How did you do that? That was insane!" Lorena's enthusiasm was evident.