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Jack was practically panting with exertion and trembling with pleasure when he heard a noise at the door. Panic set in, although slowly.
Despite the situation, he just couldn't stop. He was just too deep into his indulgence, too satisfied.
Just his luck.
The moment the other boy walked through the door happened to be the moment he reached a climax, shooting ribbons of his own seed over his once pristine clothing.
Unable to help himself he locked eyes with Jonathan, the person he'd only just be imagining stripped naked and moaning.
Once Jack had finished he found himself flushing red in the face and struggling for words, trying to wipe the mess he'd made off of his jeans and looking around wildly for inspiration.
"Uhh... I was just... Uhm..." he began and then quickly stopped.
For perhaps the first time in his life, he realised he might not be able to talk his way out of something.
He felt humiliated, tired, defeated.
"Fuck..."
Was all he could think to say.
He slowly slid to the ground until he was seated against the wall, and then he hung his head shamefully, avoiding the blonde's gaze.
Any minute now he'd have to face a string of disgusted insults, possibly a blow or two. He seemed to shrink into a defensive position, hugging his shins com swearing under his breath.
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