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"Look away." Healy raised his gaze to meet March's eyes before turning around with half a shrug. Not being able to stop himself, his eyes traveled back down in the mirror to the magazine covering the other mans crotch. The mirror was dirty and the magazine was still held up half haphazardly with March's broken arm. He really should be able to see his dick. Stop thinking about this guys dick, Healy. Damn it.
"You know there's a mirror here, right?"
March's heart sank. Fuck. He did not need this guy to see his glaring lack of a dick. Why was he even looking? Pervert.
Or; me and my friends are all perverts and thought about Healy fucking March in that bathroom in the bowling alley.
