“listen, you don’t think that i know your type? you’re avery, right, is that your name?” julian didn’t really care as to what the boy’s name was, but he figured it was important when he tried to act like he knew who he was. truth be told some of his friends have told him about the other male, or at least what his mouth could do, but like everything in his life it didn’t catch his attention for too long. “you’re just a dirty little whore looking to get fucked hard, dominated, but there’s one thing about you i don’t like.” julian shook his head slowly, disapprovingly, as he leaned back in his seat. he spread his legs open slightly. “you’re probably the type to take my money right after i’m done with you.” // @justfxckus










