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Authors: J.K. Pendragon
Tags: Contemporary, M/M romance
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possible. Holding the drawing paper in front of his pants, he breathed a quick apology to the instructor and fled from the room. He didn't let himself look at Cooper as he left.
The nearest washroom was in a different building and he practically ran there, his eyes burning. Disgusting. I'm disgusting.
No, gross. Gross was the word that Brody had used. You don't wanna be one of those gross faggots, do you, Luke? You gotta be careful; you seem like you could become one pretty easy.
Luke dropped his supplies on the washroom floor and locked himself in a stall. He leaned against the door, pressing his head to the cool metal, and unzipped his pants. Gross, said Brody's voice in his head as he reached down and began to stroke himself, the image of Cooper's cock burned into his mind. He opened his mouth, imagined sliding his tongue along Cooper, and wondered how Cooper's voice would sound amidst groans of pleasure.
By the time his guilt and lust had worked its way to their simultaneous peak, he was worn, both physically and mentally, with no drive to do anything besides slump in the cafeteria for a little while. He finally decided to store his supplies in one of the art lockers and walk home. The walk would give him more time to avoid Cooper.
*~*~*
Of course it was not to be. About half an hour into the long walk home, a large black truck skidded past Luke and drove up onto the curb in front of him. The window rolled down, and Cooper, once again fully dressed, grinned out at him. "Need a ride, tiger?"
A passing vehicle honked at the disruption. Luke attempted to dodge around the truck. "No, I'm fine." Cooper inched forward, halting Luke's path, and Luke felt his blood boil. "Fuck off, Cooper!"
"I wanna take you out to dinner, genius."
"I don't want to go."
"Really, have you eaten since breakfast?"
"No. And I don't want to talk to you." Luke managed to dodge around the truck and began to walk off.
"Luke!" The truck door opened, and Cooper jumped out and jogged after him. "Luke, I just, I'm sorry, all right? I didn't mean to upset you."
"Yeah, right, again."
Cooper sighed. "I know, I'm stupid, and I do stupid things sometimes without thinking. But I just wanna help. Really."
Luke closed his eyes, wishing he was gone, away from Cooper's stupid puppy-dog eyes and apologies. He was sensing a pattern, one that he was all too familiar with. "You think you can just keep doing stupid shit and then apologise and I'll be fine? You can't just control me. I can't stand it."
He felt a sob coming at the end of that announcement. He shoved past Cooper and continued to walk.
"Luke!" Cooper called after him once again. "I don't ... I don't want to control you, okay? I'm sorry, I promise I'll stop. There's just something I really want to show you. I promise I'll ... just give me one more chance!"
Luke let out a harsh breath, far too close to a sob. He turned. "I know what you're doing," he said. "You're trying to make me come out, right? So I'll fuck you."
"That's not why," said Cooper.
Luke rolled his eyes. "Right," he said, but he couldn't really blame Cooper. He at least thought that he was doing this in Luke's best interests. And Luke didn't know anymore. All he knew was that he wanted the stress to go away; he wanted the voices in his head to stop. "Alright," he said. "What do you want to show me?"
Cooper nodded a few times and gestured for Luke to come back. "Come on, get in."
*~*~*
"Why are you taking me to the middle of nowhere?" Luke demanded.
"Quit bellyaching, we're almost there."
"I thought we were having lunch."
"We are. Lunch outside. It's called a picnic."
"Well, we made it, we're outside, we can stop now."
"No, I'm taking you somewhere special."
Luke sighed and stared out the window, his stomach growling. "Well, can I eat the picnic now?"
"No," laughed Cooper, "we're almost there. Trust me, you'll like it."
They were far out of town, on a side road off the highway. Trees towered over them on either side of
The nearest washroom was in a different building and he practically ran there, his eyes burning. Disgusting. I'm disgusting.
No, gross. Gross was the word that Brody had used. You don't wanna be one of those gross faggots, do you, Luke? You gotta be careful; you seem like you could become one pretty easy.
Luke dropped his supplies on the washroom floor and locked himself in a stall. He leaned against the door, pressing his head to the cool metal, and unzipped his pants. Gross, said Brody's voice in his head as he reached down and began to stroke himself, the image of Cooper's cock burned into his mind. He opened his mouth, imagined sliding his tongue along Cooper, and wondered how Cooper's voice would sound amidst groans of pleasure.
By the time his guilt and lust had worked its way to their simultaneous peak, he was worn, both physically and mentally, with no drive to do anything besides slump in the cafeteria for a little while. He finally decided to store his supplies in one of the art lockers and walk home. The walk would give him more time to avoid Cooper.
*~*~*
Of course it was not to be. About half an hour into the long walk home, a large black truck skidded past Luke and drove up onto the curb in front of him. The window rolled down, and Cooper, once again fully dressed, grinned out at him. "Need a ride, tiger?"
A passing vehicle honked at the disruption. Luke attempted to dodge around the truck. "No, I'm fine." Cooper inched forward, halting Luke's path, and Luke felt his blood boil. "Fuck off, Cooper!"
"I wanna take you out to dinner, genius."
"I don't want to go."
"Really, have you eaten since breakfast?"
"No. And I don't want to talk to you." Luke managed to dodge around the truck and began to walk off.
"Luke!" The truck door opened, and Cooper jumped out and jogged after him. "Luke, I just, I'm sorry, all right? I didn't mean to upset you."
"Yeah, right, again."
Cooper sighed. "I know, I'm stupid, and I do stupid things sometimes without thinking. But I just wanna help. Really."
Luke closed his eyes, wishing he was gone, away from Cooper's stupid puppy-dog eyes and apologies. He was sensing a pattern, one that he was all too familiar with. "You think you can just keep doing stupid shit and then apologise and I'll be fine? You can't just control me. I can't stand it."
He felt a sob coming at the end of that announcement. He shoved past Cooper and continued to walk.
"Luke!" Cooper called after him once again. "I don't ... I don't want to control you, okay? I'm sorry, I promise I'll stop. There's just something I really want to show you. I promise I'll ... just give me one more chance!"
Luke let out a harsh breath, far too close to a sob. He turned. "I know what you're doing," he said. "You're trying to make me come out, right? So I'll fuck you."
"That's not why," said Cooper.
Luke rolled his eyes. "Right," he said, but he couldn't really blame Cooper. He at least thought that he was doing this in Luke's best interests. And Luke didn't know anymore. All he knew was that he wanted the stress to go away; he wanted the voices in his head to stop. "Alright," he said. "What do you want to show me?"
Cooper nodded a few times and gestured for Luke to come back. "Come on, get in."
*~*~*
"Why are you taking me to the middle of nowhere?" Luke demanded.
"Quit bellyaching, we're almost there."
"I thought we were having lunch."
"We are. Lunch outside. It's called a picnic."
"Well, we made it, we're outside, we can stop now."
"No, I'm taking you somewhere special."
Luke sighed and stared out the window, his stomach growling. "Well, can I eat the picnic now?"
"No," laughed Cooper, "we're almost there. Trust me, you'll like it."
They were far out of town, on a side road off the highway. Trees towered over them on either side of
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