This was perfect. Rooney had never been with anyone who actually wanted it. He'd always had to resort to rape and crying wasn't something that got him off. He pulled Thoreau up against his chest, holding him there. He bit at his shoulder again, in another spot, leaving bite marks all over him.
He'd needed this for a while. The other girl had screamed to much. "Come for me. Come for me, you dirty little faggot."
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