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PUNK.⠀ noah sch*pp faceclaim ??? have you all lost your fucking minds ?

nothing … just drank too much.

PUNK.⠀ need my muses to be tied up 🤔🤔 maybe even humiliated … 🤔

getting crossfaded with this fucker @NEXTD00RS

sure， we’ll say that.

he grunts as he presses back against the wall， stuck here as his hands glide down his thighs. 〝 no i don’t， asshole.   〞 yet his dick is twitching， desperate to be out of his briefs.

〝 none of them.   〞 legs spread， a bulge easily discernible now that he’s started to get hard. eyes too busy staring at his frat bro. 〝 just， cut it out.   〞

PUNK.⠀ so …. what now

〝 don’t call me princess.   〞 swatting at his hands， crawling further back on the bed until he’s hitting the wall with his back， eyes watching connor.

〝 because it’s my room.   〞 such a stupid answer， and he knows it. eyes staring at him as he towers over， legs spreading as he steps between them. 〝 and i’m tired.   〞

〝 fuck you ——   〞 falling back onto his bed once he tries to back up again， staring up at him， sitting on his elbows. 〝 will you just get out， dude ?   〞

luckily he doesn’t fall， but he stands before him， pulling his arm away. 〝 i’m not getting high so you can goon to my ass， that’s fucking weird， bro.   〞

〝 i’m not shy， i just don’t w any your gay ass staring at me naked. that a problem ?   〞 another step back， leg brushing against his bed frame， eyes falling from connor to the bed for a moment.

〝 it’s gonna be that you get the fuck out.   〞 hands instinctively cover his crotch， slowly inching back from the other.

… on the lawn ?

?

he steps back， brow raising while he looks at the other. 〝 i don’t remember a time when i’ve ever listened to you. get out of my room.   〞

next time， use your brain.

waking up on the lawn of the frat house —— morning， everyone …

PUNK.⠀ is this the vibe ? should i make a new guy ? ⬇️⬇️