first time in the guy's locker room.
you put your hand on my shoulder.
it was sweaty and hot,
but i felt chills.
you looked at me, panting, tent in your sweatpants
your grip was getting tighter.
"come to my office. now."
i was just in my binder and boxers.
"no. im changing."
i responded.
you placed your other sweaty palm on my free shoulder.
you started dragging me to the enclosed, cum-smelling room.
nobody batted an eye.
is this how boys are?
i looked at your wrinkled, ugly, needing face.
i ******* ran.
what would have happened if i hadn't?
Jan 14
Jan 14, 2026 at 12:11 AM UTC
first time in the guy's locker room.
you put your hand on my shoulder.
it was sweaty and hot,
but i felt chills.
you looked at me, panting, tent in your sweatpants
your grip was getting tighter.
"come to my office. now."
i was just in my binder and boxers.
"no. im changing."
i responded.
you placed your other sweaty palm on my free shoulder.
you started dragging me to the enclosed, cum-smelling room.
nobody batted an eye.
is this how boys are?
i looked at your wrinkled, ugly, needing face.
i ******* ran.
what would have happened if i hadn't?
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