25 3 / 2012
“How did this even happen?”
“Shut up, Amos.”
Derek tugged at his jeans, letting them pool around his ankles as he shoved Charlie against the wall.
“Why am I even—”
“I said shut up.”
Charlie smirked, hand tugging at Derek’s hair as the other boy ripped at his shirt.
“You know. You won’t be able to pretend I’m a girl when I’m inside you.”
“What makes you think you’re the one—”
Derek broke off with a low moan, eyes fluttering shut as Charlie’s hand wrapped around his cock.
“Uh uh. I’m in charge tonight.”