What seemed to be yet another uneventful and lifeless summer day was drawing to an end. It had been a particularly humid day, and Joshua lay motionless, sprawled across his unmade bed. While he desperately chased sleep, exhausted from his thankless hours of soft-resetting, rest forever eluded him. He clutched his musty, cum-stained body pillow, counting Giratinas as time crawled by. Eventually, he allowed the monotony of his task to overtake him as he drifted off into a hazy dreamland. He hadn't a clue of the misfortune the day had held.
Although Josh’s room was always void of light, or any other indication of time for that matter, he woke at the same time each day. He had trained himself to rise like clockwork, so he could devote his days
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Fuck you, Jackson. Sorry. That has no place in this story, I just had to say it). Josh gazed longingly at Jackson, but never could muster the courage to sit next to him. He was overwhelmed by his fear that if Jackson ever knew how he felt, the two wouldn't be friends anymore. Jackson was just as unaware of Josh’s feelings for him as Josh was of Jackson's.
As the three filthy casuals discussed their game, it came to light that Pilar and Jackson had been spending time together unbenounced to Josh. Josh was devastated. He threw his arms behind him and dashed away, tears streaming down his face. In short, he was a salty little bitch. He never slowed until he reached the center of the woods, where he hoped not to be found. Out of breath and defeated, he collapsed. Nothing ever seemed to go his
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He was immediately faced by an eager Josh. Josh would waste no time in this matter. He knew why Jackson was there. Jackson began to inquire whether Joshua's parents were home or not, but Josh pressed his petite, sweaty index finger firmly against Jackson's luscious lips and made an almost inaudible hushing noise which gave way to a moan. Josh gingerly slipped down his 27-piece Giratina origin form cosplay. It dropped to the floor around his ankles, and when he stepped out, he could feel the dirt pressed between his feet and the linoleum. This hard, cold floor would not be the most comfortable place, but he had been waiting for this moment ever since he laid eyes on Jackson, and refused to further delay it.
The two star-crossed lovers locked eyes as Jackson pressed his body firmly against Joshua’s the two became a tangled one and collapsed to the floor. The warmth Joshua felt in this moment made him, if only fleetingly, feel a little less alone. Their lips pressed together to form a bond which they hoped they would never be broken. Joshua clumsily fumbled with unbuttoning and stripping Jackson's shirt from his