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Damien walked up the stairs to his bedroom where he tossed his books onto his bed and stripped himself on the way to the bathroom built into his bedroom before he closed the wooden door behind him. He then turned on the shower and let it run for a while as he looked at himself in the mirror. He smiled, he'd finally gotten his obsession just inches away from being his now. All he needed to do now was to take baby steps and not be too open about his true intentions, although today probably went terrible in trying to mask what he really wanted. Though, he could tell Jamie was at least flattered by Damien's batting eyelashes. That was something, wasn't it?
Still, he wondered why he never tried this sooner. He'd hit on straight guys before and they always buckled at the knees whenever Damien worked his magic on them, even if they did quit out on him when his demands for wanting to be dominated escalated from being spanked to be slapped and called a whore. His parents were hardly around, so they didn't know how many partners he'd had in his bed. He sighed softly as he switched the shower head for the bath and he plugged the drain. A shower wasn't going to do it tonight. He still had a hard-on from earlier, and he would take care of it...later. For now, he got in and began washing himself off with soap and lathered his hair with shampoo as he hummed a soft, random tune that popped in his head.
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