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About My twin brother, Will, left school early one day for a doctor's appointment taking our car with him. This meant I would have to ride the bus home. It wasn't a big deal but I wasn't happy about it. However, during my penultimate class, Tyler sent me a text message saying he'd give me a ride home. I had mixed feelings about it. I was happy not to have to ride the bus and spend forty-five minutes of my afternoon with a bunch of my most annoying classmates on a journey that should only take fifteen and it would be great to have the house to myself even for a few moments until Will got home. But more than anything, I was worried about being alone with Tyler. He was a good guy and we got along well enough. It was just that in the month since he pulled me away from lunch and had me suck him off in the restroom, he had shoved his dick into my mouth at least once a week as if it was his right. "I don't know why you're complaining," he said one afternoon after school when I told him how I felt before he went to soccer practice. I was there because I sometimes stayed on campus and did some studying and homework while I waited for Will instead of taking the car home then coming back to pick him up. As Tyler pushed me to my knees in a dark, empty classroom, he continued, "You like sucking my dick. Why should I ask if we both know you'll do it?" Even though he was right, I was still annoyed. When I found Tyler in the parking lot, he was talking with a few of his friends, some of whom were also friends with Will. He barely greeted me as I approached. After a few minutes when he didn't acknowledge me further or seem eager to leave, I began to wonder if I had misread the text. I began to fidget and shuffle around feeling unwelcome. A few more minutes passed before I heard him tell the guys that he had to go in order to get me home. "You need to chill the fuck out," he said once we were out of earshot. Uncertain as to why he would say that, I asked, "What do you mean?" "You were pacing like a little bitch." His tone bordered on nasty as we got into his car. It was a shiny black muscle car that was only two years old. Next to soccer, and probably sex, it was his favorite thing in the world. His scent permeated the air inside and I instinctually took a deep breath as he continued to speak. "I told you I'd give you a ride so I don't know why you were jittery. All you had to do was hang out and shoot the shit with us or stand there quietly. Acting like that makes people start thinking. If they start thinking, they start talking. And if people start talking, your brother will hear. I don't have a problem feeding you my dick and not talking about it. I don't want this to get out any more than you do. But if people start thinking we're dating or your brother finds out because you can't be cool, I'll kick your ass and make it known that you came after me. Got it?" "Yeah," I muttered. There was no hiding that I was upset and I heard him sigh heavily in frustration in response. While his words had stung, I was mostly upset that I was letting him treat me the way he was. I knew I should tell him to fuck off and that I was not going to be his play thing anymore but I couldn't.
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