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    Date: 9/8/2015, Categories: Fiction, Anal, First Time, Gay, Teen Male / Teen Male, Author: District88, Rating: 88.2, Source: sexstories.com

    at the desk fully clothed sketching out a lava lamp. "Morning," Griffin croaked. His throat was dry as hell. "Hi," was all Axle said as he kept his eyes on the paper. Neither of them said anything. The sound of a Sharpie coloring on paper was all that was audible. Griffin stretched out a bit before getting out of the bed completely naked. He walked over to the closet and grabbed a towel. "What's up," Griffin asked, not daring to get close to Axle. "Been doing some thinking. I think I'm going to go check on my Grandpa and see how he's doing. I haven't seen him in forever. He lives in the next town over," Axle said flatly, still not looking at Griffin. "Oh. How long," Griffin asked. "Just a few days, nothing major," Axle replied. "Okay, want me to go along or..." Griffin trailed off. "Stay," was all Axle said. "When are you going," Griffin asked, the look on his face was unreadable at this point. "Today. After I get out of my exams actually," Axle said, finally glancing back. Griffin finally noticed the bags by the door. He wrapped the towel around his waist and stepped into the bathroom silently. He flung the skimpy towel over the paint covered rack and turned the water on ...
    to the hottest temp on the dial. He stepped in without a flinch and slid the glass door shut. He let his mind fog as much as the glass doors and mirror. Axle, on the other hand, grabbed his bags and board and left as soon as he heard the water turn on. He needed time to think. After Griffin came out the bathroom a half hour later the room was lonesome. He grabbed his bag, loaded it with a few cans of paint and headed towards the rec center. He figured he'd be able to get a chance to clear his head if he could just tag something. When he arrived to the basketball courts he noticed a tall ginger walking away from the outside basketball court and a black guy walking the opposite way. He made his was over through the snow and looked at the middle of the court. He grinned as he pulled a can of black spray paint from his bag. It was time to let it all out. ------- I do plan on writing the second part to this, but not any time soon if there isn't any feedback. *hint hint* Hope you at least got to the end. As with most of my stores, they're all on the same campus and some characters do run across the others, so, you know, read 'em if you dare. Oh, and thanks for reading this one!
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