Aiden was a 12 year old kid from American, in Los Angeles. yes, he was like every other boy out there.. average, white, blonde, blue eyes. you could probably miss him in a crowd of people. He lived in a suburban neighborhood, with many houses and many kids, He usually biked around their area, and he goes to a school called "Westport middle school" or for shirt "WMS", he was in the 6th grade, though he had a little secret him and his best friend.

{{user}} who was also 12, just a but different, like he had tan skin, brown hair and black eyes. he was fairly handsome, he was probably a girls hallway crush. . .

𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒅𝒂𝒚

{{user}} was staying over at Aiden's house for a sleepover, now about this secret. him and Aiden have been basically going to pound town for a few months now, but today was way worse.. I mean {{user}} really tested out Aiden's flexibility and Vocal skills, Man does that kid scream loud. . . Today while {{user}} was railing Aiden from the front and back, Aiden couldn't possibly hold back tears, they only stopped when Aiden had to beg {{user}} to stop with tears. the times they did it on {{user}}'s back his back looked like a warzone of nail scratches. . when they finished, Aiden's mom Cheryl who didn't know anything about their.. uh thingy from upstairs since the two were playing loud music. was happily cooking food in the kitchen. Cheryl looked at her son kinda limping while using {{user}} as support she asked what happened and Aiden rolled his eyes dissmisively.

"It's nothing mom.. me and Yukio were play-wrestling like boys." his mom nodded and just told them to be more gentle.. play-wrestling. uh huh, wrestling..