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Chapter 7 by deathwhere

Do you accept the drink?

Go on, it's the polite thing to do

He even suggests you finish it, it's a small bottle anyways and while it's more than you really want it's best to appease him, you slap him on the back, "Cheers Al lad, nice one." Perhaps this deodorant can stuffing is going to establish you as the alpha male in your year. Maybe today will turn out to be a blessing.

You take your place on the court right behind Sophie, you can't resist staring at her perfectly formed arse whenever possible and notice that with every movement the red lace is moving up, revealing the fact she is quite clearly wearing a thong.

You feel a stirring down below and try not to think too much about it, an erection in these shorts would not be ideal.

After a couple rounds you are finding it harder and harder to focus elsewhere and Alex puts his hand on your shoulder, "Left a little surprise in there for you Joe." He signals to an empty packet of viagra that he has taken out of his pocket. Shit.

You try to focus on the game but your swelling is undeniable at this point, Sophie's thong is riding high and you're starting to get really turned on. She's also showing more interest in you than she ever has before, smiling, flirting and chatting, Jess looks very jealous and slightly annoyed. In a break you and Sophie are chatting and she suggests you go over to hers later to help her with her biology homework, winking, of course you accept.

How does the netball continue to go?

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