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Damien's Life After Robbie: Chapter 4
"Can't believe we gotta stay after school for this shit." Damien grumbles as he and Bradley walk to the library after school. Bradley chuckles.
"It won't be that bad. Just gotta relearn math is all."
Damien shakes his head.
"Math sucks and I won't use most of the shit they teach me for the rest of my life, so what's the point?"
"Said every teenager ever." Bradley laughs and Damien punches him on the arm playfully.
They sit at the predetermined table with their papers and books out, and by the time their tutor, Connor Rodriguez, got there, they were quite ready and Damien was kind of disgruntled.
"Uhm, sorry I'm late. Just uh.... school stuff." Connor stammers, before sitting down.
Once Connor relaxed and began helping them with their math worked, he seemed quite at ease around the two. Connor and Bradley in particular seemed to hit it off quite well, Damien noticed. He couldn't help but smile at that. Bradley didn't have a whole lot of friends so it was cool to see him potentially make a new one.
"Okay so, we're meeting every Wednesday, but I'm around for whenever you guys need help, so...." Connor wrote down the same number twice on a piece of paper, tore it between the two and handed one to Bradley and one to Damien. "Just text me whenever you have trouble with some homework, and I'll help out as best I can."
"Thanks a lot, Connor." Bradley said with a genuine smile. Connor definitely blushed a little. Damien held back a laugh and shook his head slightly. Was everyone in this school gay?
Dante gulped down Jeremiah Philip's sizable load happily, sucking lazily on the thick dick and flicking his tongue around it until he was satisfied that he had gotten the full load. He tucked the 6 inch dick back into Jeremiah's pants and stood up.
"Not a soul, right?" He asked in his intense manor. A shocked and flushed Jeremiah nodded fast, and Dante smiled goofily.
"You got a nice cock man. I like 'em thick. I'll hit you up when I'm looking for more."
Dante left a shocked Jeremiah in the locker room, the taste of cum still on his taste buds.
Dante was a short kid, but muscles were packed into his frame; he had worked hard to achieve his strength and his muscularity, and although his damn abs just wouldn't show through, was confident with his body.
As he walked from the locker room, he made eye contact with Damien; Damien gave him a nod, and Dante returned it. Dante had heard legends of the uncut salami cock swinging between Damien's beefy thighs, and Dante would be lying if he said he didn't salivate at the thought of sucking Damien off.
Someday, hopefully.
Damian laid back on Bradley's bed with a sigh.
"Samson, where do you even get this shit?" He asked, taking another hit from the joint and inhaling.
"It's a secret." Bradley said with a laugh.
Damien and Bradley were hanging out on that Friday night. This was the first real time they'd ever hung out, and they weren't doing anything sexual, as at this point Damien and Bradley just enjoyed the friendship.
Bradley took a big hit then told Damien to finish it, he had to go take a shower. Damien happily finished it, then sat up and started using his phone. He heard the ping from Bradley's phone, and realized it was right next to him. He looked over at it, seeing the message preview and almost gasped.
It was a picture of a dick...
From someone named Connor?
Next to it, Connor said, "I'm not so sure about this, but your right.... I think I like u a lot."
In just two days, Bradley had seduced their tutor.
Holy shit.