Secret Crush
he asked himself mentally, but he already knew the answer to his question.
Chloe happened.
Swallowing the fresh lust building in his body for her, he looked around him to see the white fluid he had discharged everywhere, like a messy teenager who was masturbating for the time and didn't know what he was doing. It was everywhere, his hand, his legs, the tile on the shower floor, everywhere.
Carefully, he began to wash it away with water, watching it go all down the drain, the evidence of the things Chloe made him feel. He knew he wouldn't admit it to anyone, but he could at least, admit it to himself.
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