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ARIANNA

Arianna was at her weekly Latin dance class. It felt like forever since she’d told Trey to leave. She’d seen his sister at school and avoided her, feeling weak in her avoidance. She was replaying the conversation she’d had two days earlier while she waited for class to start.

Tara had walked into her office, “What’s going on with you and my brother?”

“Tara, did you get sent to the principal’s office to discuss your brother?” Arianna raised an eyebrow.

“I might have,” Tara sat down across from Arianna. “He’s a wreck.”

“First, it’s none of your business and second, how could you possibly know that?”

Tara dropped her chin, raising her own eyebrow, “I’m his sister.”

“It’s still none of your business. And you should be focusing on school. You’re almost finished here, what are your plans after graduation?”

Tara quickly discussed her post graduation plan and was sent back to class.

Arianna stoodto head onto the dance floor, bumping into someone hard enough to lose her balance. Hands shot out immediately and steadied her as she looked up, “So?—"

“Arianna,” he said quietly.

Everything hit her at once, his voice, size, smell. “Trey,” she sighed, eyes closed. Eyes open and stronger, “What are you doing here?”

“Figured it was time to learn.”

Arianna smirked. “You are learning to dance?”

“My girlfriend loves Latin dance, at least I hope, she’s still my girlfriend.” Trey looked hopefully at her.

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SCOTT

“Nuh,” Scott pulled back, his hands on Chaos’s chest. “My turn. I want tender.” Chaos exhaled quickly. He framed Scott’s face with his hands, softly taking his lips, then mouth. He slowly started unbuttoning Scott’s shirt, spreading it out as he went. His hands roaming his chest, a slight tug on his nipples. Scott’s hips bumped into Chaos as he let out a soft moan. They were nearly equal height; Chaos at 6’ and Scott at 5’10”. Chaos’s tongue swirled around Scott’s left nipple, Scott’s head fell back against the wall, his hips grinding into Chaos. Chaos undid Scott’s jeans, his hands pulling them down far enough for this hard on to come free. Chaos moved to the right nipple while his hands massaged Scott’s balls and stroked his cock. Chaos slid down his partner’s body, kissing his toned abs as he went down to his knees. He pulled Scott’s jeans all the way down, helping him out of them. His hands sliding back up his thighs, his fingers digging into Scott’s hips as he settled his mouth over Scott’s cock. Scott’s cock was long and straight. Chaos loved the feeling of taking him deep, feeling his partner lose control. Scott’s hands dropped into Chaos’s dark hair, pushing him deeper into Chaos’s hot, wet mouth. At the base, Chaos pressed his tongue against the underside of Scott’s cock, playing with the vein feeding it.Scott inhaled sharply and Chaos swirled his tongue around his lover’s cock as he went back to mouth fucking him. He felt the tightening of Scott’s balls, waited to feel his cum explode down his throat. When Scott had finished emptying, Chaos licked his dick clean, kissed the slit, and looked up at his lover from his knees.

“Is that what you wanted?” Scott nodded as he slid down the wall to the floor. “Ok, let’s go to bed. I don’t want to sleep on the floor,” Chaos argued his partner’s position shift.

“Wait,” Scott stopped. “I want you.” He came over the top of Chaos, pinning his wrists above his head. He felt Chaos’s cock twitch at the aggressive behavior. Chaos reached up for his mouth, Scott let him. Chaos pinned Scott’s legs against him so he could not move as he ravaged his mouth; them letting him go so he could pull up Chaos’s t-shirt. He kissed his lower abs, his tongue sneaking out and touching skin. Teeth leaving small bites up his ribs but focusing on his nipples. Chaos bucked his hips up, growling. Scott growled back, “when I’m ready.” His hands opened Chaos’s shorts, his hard cock popping free. Scott’s hand slid over its head and rubbed the shaft as Scott licked and sucked up the nape of his neck.

“Fuck,” Chaos moaned.

“I want you to take me,” Scott whispered as he bit Chaos’s ear lobe. In an instant Chaos flipped and rolled Scott on the floor. He finished taking off his shorts as he knelt up. He spit on his hand, lubing his dick. Grabbed Scott by the hips, licked his asshole and impaled him from behind. Scott pushed back into him, and Chaos pounded him ruthlessly, one hand grabbing hold of his short hair. He cried out as he came in Scott’s ass.

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TREY

“She’s got you doing what?!” Duke said as they were finishing a run during PT.

“Dance lessons,” Trey answered.

Ferret pirouetted in jest, “like tights and leotards?”

“No, moron. Like Salsa.”

“Like hips swaying and Latina romancing,” Duke mimicked taking a few steps with a dance partner. The team laughed.

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