He let his mind wander somewhere else, somewhere that didn’t involve this grimy piss-smelling stall or the asshole currently moaning above him.He pictured him, the love of his fucking life. Marcus Chen. Captain of the soccer team, with his stupidly perfect jawline and that easy, confident laugh that made everyone in the hallway turn their heads. Marcus, who never looked twice at him, a scrawny nerd with the thick glasses and second-hand clothes. Marcus, who was aggressively, undeniably, frustratingly straight.But fuck, Cedric had loved him anyway. In that desperate, stupid, one-sided way that only a closeted sixteen-year-old could. He’d written him embarrassing love letters, he’d even offered to bottom for him and got “Don’t ever speak to me again, weirdo.” As a response.It was pathetic, really, Cedric still had a thing for him even after all those years. He just pretended Marcus was the one face-fucking him instead, at least that fantasy made this shit bearable. “I made a s
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