Making dumb jokes about Coach’s gut bouncing when he ran laps. Everyone cheered but me. Gay sex And yeah, I was starting to worry maybe Jaxon was doing drugs or some dumb shit, and I had to stop him before he spiraled into, like, the dark side or whatever. Shoving a little too rough during warmups. That wet gagging. “I’ll make you feel good, Lu. His breath was heavy, hot against my lips.“That was fucking hot, Lucas,” he muttered, voice shredded. Veins, heavy, leaking. Just to be clear, the characters here are 18 yrs. His hair was a sweaty mess, his head down, knuckles split and bleeding.“What the hell?” I muttered, wide-eyed. What, I’m not enough for you anymore?”My pulse spiked.“Jesus, Jaxon—”“No, fuck that.” His face twisted, voice breaking. Hello everyone, this is another story on my stash. The sun was almost gone, shadows cutting across cracked tile that stank of piss and bleach. Ducking out of the locker room without explanation. “I don’t want you dead, Jax. Hot, thick, and so fucking good.“Jesus, Lucas—” he gasped, hips jerking up.I gripped his thighs, muscles twitching under my palms. The one who’d come out last year and got bullied to hell for it?I ducked back down fast, heart slamming in my throat.
