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God, Bradley . He was a disaster. Why could he get Max out of his mind? "Stuck On"- " I don't have time for you" Max says while his finger goes down Bradley's mouth. What the fuck? What just happened? "Fuck you, goof" Bradley mumbles. But Max pays no attention. Obviously he heard it. But he's not gonna says anything.
Bradley can't help but think about Max. Max bending him over and - NO! No he should not think like that. Uppercrust's do not think like that. Fuck, his body can't help want to feel his hands.Then he hears knocks on his door. "Brad?Are you there? " He knew that voice. "Yes, I'm here tank. I'll be out in a bit. " Then he heard the footsteps walking away. He needed to change. He made a mess in his pants.
He was in the cáfe with the gammas. He was paying no attention to the conversation they were having. He went up to order a coffee to keep his mind busy. Then Max came up. "Stop talking shit about my friends. " " i-I have no idea what your talking about. " Brad couldn't even look at him without getting hard. So he avoided eye contact. "You seem to can't stop talking about them. I think you wanna talk to me. " Max pushes Bradley a little bit."What are you gonna do about it emo boy? "
That's how Bradley endded up with his hands on the sink and pants down to his ankles. "Mmmm~" His moans were muffled by Max's hand. While his finger was pumping in and out of Bradley. Oh how long he has waited for this. "Max~ Just put it in already! " Smack! A red a print of a hand is now on Bradley's ass. He can help but let a yell out. But it's muffled by Max's hand. He cocks jolts to he stomach. No! No, don't cum from that. When he doesn't feel anything he looks up to see a MASSIVE (it's the size of his forearm) cock. How the fuck would that fit? "What's wrong, Uppercrust? I'll be gentle. " Max smirks. No he wouldn't be. He knew that smirk. "Shit! " he was all the way in with one thrust. Max picks up Bradley and sets him on the counter. With his pants on the floor and legs over his shoulders. "So bratty. Acting like you want me to fuck you senseless. " His thrusts getting harder each time "Well since that's what you want" Bradley almost passed out " too h- ot.. 'm gona pass out"His eyes looked so pretty rolled up. "Quite down. Your frats are gonna hear. " Bradley couldn't care less if they did. Bradley had wanted this so badly. His hand wasn't enough. Then he felt it. Max put Bradley down . "You made a mess. Now you have to clean it. " Bradley knew he couldn't fit it all in his mouth. So he started to suck the tip. "Fuckk~ Just like that keep going~" He doesn't remember much after but he passed out right after max came. God it's embarrassing . After he passed out Max cleaned him up and took him to his dorm. It was almost midnight by then. Ever time Bradley see Max he sees the outline of the monster . No one else could see it but it was visible to his eyes. He mouth, legs, and asshole are still sore. He gets flustered when Max's looks at him. "He look like he doesn't get any bitches. " Tanks says while laughing and pointing to Max. "He might not look like he gets bitches. But hon that dick is at least eleven inches" Shit. Did he says that out loud? Did anyone hear him?