This stupid little thing called love.

Derrick aimlessly shot the paper in the bin. What the fuck you doin' mate? I said as I laughed at his poor aim. We came to do math okay?! God, Dave!not b-ball Derrick joked. I took a shot, it went perfectly in the trash. HA! I yelled joke fully as I tackled his body. He stretched his legs out to dodge past me. I yelled as I pounced again. I grabbed his arms. He was defenceless, until I was lost in his blue eyes and his brown hair, I took a peep at his biceps and grinned widely. He took the chance to push me off him and grabbed me under him. We panted loudly, he got back up and walked off to the beds. Stop slacking what was that? He laughed as he panted loudly. I stared at his, round, muscular and tight ass, I drooled. What are you looking at? We were both hot and sweaty and he took off his shirt. I stared as his shirt came off, masculine and sweaty. I couldnt help but keep staring, I knew I was getting hard. He saw my bulge as in, my hard cock, I looked at his he was hard too...