We don’t have time, but we’re alone. Gay porn I got lucky. Part of me wants to interfere and consequences be damned, but the other part of me gets irritated. He’s too shocked, too scared to move when I press myself to his back and wrap my arms around him. “Yeah,” Jay chimes in, “he wants you to get your ass to school on time and quit hanging out with cocksuckers,” here he shoves Crispin hard into the teacher’s desk, “like him instead of practicing.”
“Fuck you, asshole,” Crispin wheezes from his position on the floor. Suddenly Crispin leans forward. Whatever. Crispin pushes my head down and lets me blow him, but right in the middle the office pages him back. “Feeling protective of your boyfriend?”
Did he notice something? “Your life won’t end if you quit throwing your weight around,” I say, trying to be soothing. “If you liked me so much all this time, why did you let me get bullied? My head goes hot, then my body goes cold. I don’t know what. Probably I should have warned him before stepping into the shower. “Yeah,” Jay chimes in, “he wants you to get your ass to school on time and quit hanging out with cocksuckers,” here he shoves Crispin hard into the
