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Kyle stared into his cup like it held the secrets of the universe. He couldn’t say it. Couldn’t say because I couldn’t stand the thought of not seeing you today. Couldn’t say because missing even one glimpse of you feels like drowning. Couldn’t say because I’m so stupidly, pathetically gone for you that even when I’m burning up with fever I’d rather sit in class hallucinating your profile than stay home alone with my thoughts
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His mouth was warm, a little hesitant at first—like he was figuring it out—but then he got into it, taking me deeper, his hand stroking what he couldn't fit. I was moaning like an idiot, gripping his black hair, whispering his name over and over. "Craig... fuck, yes..."
And then I came. Hard. Way harder than usual because it was him.
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She thought I'd gone full health nut. Kept asking if I was training for wrestling or some shit.
No, Mom. I'm just trying to make my cum taste better for my boyfriend.
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"Well?" Kyle drawled, stepping up—close, too close, voice dropping to that mocking purr. "Looks like science says you're the loser, Tucker. Inferior. Bottom feeder. And you know what that means." He leaned in, breath hot against the sleet-damp chill, eyes raking her like he was already claiming spoils. "Supply closet. Lunch. Your ass, my rules. Cum dump starts now."