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Back to John, he is in his room watching porn by ximguy37
Chapter 26 in Big Time Bully
John's bedroom door clicked shut behind him, muffling the sound of the house. His backpack thudded to the floor, sending dust motes dancing in the faint light. The air was stale, heavy with the scent of neglect. He collapsed onto his twin bed, the springs creaking in protest. As...
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Head to the locker room by ximguy37
Chapter 25 in Big Time Bully
The locker room air was heavy with the smell of sweat, cheap body spray, and the sharp tang of bleach from the janitor's mop bucket. Jamal leaned back against the metal lockers, his phone held high as a group of players crowded around him. The gold chain around his neck glinted u...
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Bryan's POV – Football Practice by ximguy37
Chapter 24 in Big Time Bully
The scorching sun beat down on the field as Bryan adjusted his gloves, sweat already seeping through his practice jersey. Jamal towered over the center, his voice sharp and authoritative as he barked out the snap count. "Go!" The ball snapped into Jamal's hands, and Bryan burst...
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Ask Megan if they talked during school by ximguy37
Chapter 23 in Big Time Bully
Megan's fingers stilled on her phone screen, her chipped black nail polish catching the fading light. She raised an eyebrow, her dark eyes narrowing slightly as she met John's gaze. "Yeah, I talked to him. What's the big deal?" She shrugged, the strap of her crop top slipping dow...
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Confront Megan in the car by ximguy37
Chapter 22 in Big Time Bully
John's knees nearly buckled as he stumbled toward the parking lot, his backpack strap digging into his shoulder. The late afternoon sun glared off the windshields of parked cars, making him squint. He spotted Megan's beat-up Honda Civic, parked crookedly across two spaces, and ha...
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Say Hi to Megan by ximguy37
Chapter 21 in Big Time Bully
Jamal's grip constricted, the collar of John's shirt biting into his throat. "Tell Megan, What's up," Jamal taunted, his breath reeking of energy drink and weed. His free hand delivered a sharp, stinging pat to John's cheek – a blow designed to humiliate rather than hurt. John's...
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Push past Jamal by ximguy37
Chapter 20 in Big Time Bully
John’s sneakers squeaked as he tried to sidestep Jamal, but the quarterback’s foot shot out, sending John crashing onto the linoleum. The impact stung his palms, and his backpack straps dug into his shoulders. The hallway erupted in laughter, with a few sophomores capturing the m...
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Blocked by ximguy37
Chapter 19 in Big Time Bully
John's fingers trembled as he tapped the block button so hard his nail clicked against the screen. The video disappeared, but the image burned behind his eyelids—Brittany's smeared makeup, Jamal's smirk, that fucking text about his sister. His stomach churned like he'd swallowed...
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A video link. by ximguy37
Chapter 18 in Big Time Bully
His thumb hovered, sweaty and shaking, before tapping it. The screen filled with Jamal’s smug, sweaty face, the camera angled down at some blonde chick—Brittany, fuck, he recognized her from chem—on her knees, lips stretched around Jamal’s dick. Her mascara was smeared, cheeks h...
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Back in math class, by ximguy37
Chapter 17 in Big Time Bully
John’s knee kept bumping Grace’s under the desk. Her socked foot brushed his ankle, warm through the fabric. “You’re sweating,” Grace whispered, nudging him with her elbow. John wiped his palms on his jeans. “It’s hot.” Grace snorted, low and quiet. “Uh-huh.” Her pencil tapped...
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