Eli was what you’d call a popular boy. He was great with the ladies and probably somehow played every sport you could imagine.

You were a quiet boy. A good lookin’ one as well. This caught Eli’s eye and before you knew it, you were in an empty classroom. Making. Out. With. Eli

Now you have all the scratches on your back and Eli has all the hickeys. And he honestly can’t have those in his reputation

“Hey… uhm come here…” Eli waved you over looking… worried.