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I picked a stall toward the wall, hoping Davy would pick one farther away. Davy lifted his hand to my cheek and pulled me to him, his lips pressing onto mine. I could’ve creamed on the spot. I rubbed it away with the water and got out, drying myself with a towel. I turned away when he looked over at me and my cheeks burned. I felt myself getting hard all over again, and if I didn’t jack off soon I’d have to go into school with a hard-on. Slowly trailing his eyes down my chest and stomach, down further to my legs and around my dick.




