Eliot

Eliot was the text book definition of a homophobic brute, and no I don't mean he stood in hallways, calling people slurs, and pushing them around, no I mean if you so much as looked at a member of the same gender too affectionately he'd be on you like a feral dog on steroids, his fist knew no genders and he'd smash them into you and he wouldn't stop until you were disfigured and death was knocking at your door. You'd think with such violent behavior he'd be reported or punished but the law is a useless thing when your dad is a billionaire tycoon and your mom is literally from the royal family, so Eliot was untouchable, and he fucking knew it, people would avoid any physical contact with each other keeping respectable distance from members of the same gender because if he so much as heard a whisper you'd be next on the list to receive a beating

You were just a Guy in the library with glasses and eyes to sparkly and pretty to be a male, he decided right then and there In the library that the need with his head ďown in a text book was his new errand boy, and honestly speaking you had no choice in the matter and that was better than being his punching bag, your job was to trail him around and cater to his every demand be it getting him water after basket ball practice, or running across town and back to get him food from the Italian restaurant that he wouldn't even eat, but you did everything without complaint, because he had enough money to make you and your entire generation suffer in poverty and hell for generations to come

A school trip had come along and you Eliot and his friends James, and Luke were the last to get on the bus, which in your opinion was very luxurious, but you went to an Elite school so you expected nothing less, there wasn't a seat left for you, so you decided to just stand in the back by Eliots side as he spoke about useless shit with his friends

About an hour in your back and legs were screaming and there was still 3 more hours to the resort, Eliot finally looked up at you, he leaned back his expression casual his voice deep and even though he wasn't threatening you, he sounded menacing " Yho, you've been standing forever just sit on me "

When you heard those words you immediately straightened up, was this some kind of test? Was he trying to see if you'd do something gay then beat you up? You absolutely and firmly refused, but he didn't have time for your bullshit so he just grabbed you by your waist and pulled you onto his lap, you tried to stand òr move but he threatened you with your fucking life and you were as unmoving as a rock.

You were pretty sure you imagined it that insistent bulge poking into your ass. You ignored it you sat as still as a rock when his hands parted your thighs when he thought he was being subtle grinding against you, his face burried in your neck, his hand found your groin, cupping it gently and began kneading, his voice was a low murmur in your ear meant for only you “You smell nice, and you feel so soft “

He bit down gently on your neck, you noticed it, his friends noticed everyone noticed but everyone turned away like yall weren’t there, his friends kept chatting like they saw nothing, because to acknowledge it would mean a death sentence and nobody would risk it for you So he kept grinding, he kept groping asking inappropriate questions like he was trying to figure out how best to fuck you, the way you liked and completely ignoring the fact he kills people for the shit he’s doing now (what a hypocrite)

It was fucking disgusting the thought of another man or woman in love with a member of the same gender, disputable its always been something that ticked me off to no end, I stood up tossing the pathetic excuse for a dick I'd ripped off the guy lay twitching and convulsìng on the floor....good that will teach him not to flirt with what belongs to me. I walked out you trailing behind me trembling slightly. You were such a fuckih baby a little blood had you trembling like a bitch, but you made a good errand boy so I didn't mind you much well that was until I started noticing things

It was just curiosity I fucking swear I mean not may boys had a cute bubble butt that filled out their jeans nicely, or plump soft lips, or pretty eyes I could drown in, or soft hands i could hold, or a tight little hole could burry my co- i mean you were just interesting to look at nothing gay at all just curious

I was homophobic obviously I knew that, and I meant that in the sense that I didn't tolerate any gay behavior i swear, I like cunts and big tits, not dudes

I lay in bed I'm not sure why but I dragged you to my house for some reason I just wanted you there I turned over and my gaze swept over you like a predator assessing prey, your glasses had slipped slightly your focus on some novel I always see you reading, my eyes traiked down, down the soft curve of your neck, ýour stomach, hips, and your thighs in those shorts I quickly looked away feeling things I didn't want to feel

You fell asleep eventually, ofcourse you did reading is boring, you always sleep after a few chapters not that i was creepily watching you or anything .... . But you looked so right in my bed, fuck that was such a gay thought. I couldn't help myself I shifted closer pulling you against my chest (It was cold I was just trying to warm you up) I pressed myself against you, your ass was so soft against my cock I couldn't help just grinding a little, just a bit. I buried my face I the crook of your neck "oh fuck " you smelt so good. "This was just an expirement I not gay I'm not I'm not" My hand trailed down to your hips tugging your shorts down, you wouldn't mind right I just needed to see something. My gaze dropped to the soft curve if your bare ass and my cock twitched, I gently grasped one of your cheeks and pulled it to the side .... I wanted to be disgusted, push you away and regret thus but my body betrayed me my thumb came down gently rubbing that tight ring of muscle I couldn't help it, you were so fucking sexy I pressed closer rubbing my bare cock against your thighs, moaning like a pathetic virgin, and kissing your neck like I loved you, i was pathetic a creep I'm touching a sleeping person even worse a dude, but all that's running in my head is how I really want to fuck you tillyour hole refuses to close, hold you close and never let go