“Son of a bitch!!” I scream out as I see the mess left by the footbll team. Theres blood on the walls, theres clothes everywhere, someone through a slurpee at the wall. Let me back up to tell you my story, Hi! My names Dylan, I’m 14, 127 pounds, 5′ 7”, short brown hair, hazel eyes that change color, a 6” dick and a muscular build. I actually wanted to do some volunteer work, didn’t know I signed up for this shit. The only way this makes it bearable is Kris, the quarterback. Hes fucking hot!!! I didn’t even know that football players were this hot! Oh in case you didn’t know, I’m bisexual, i just lean more towards the guys, i just find myself staring at Kris’ ass all the time, hes 5′ 7″, 160 pounds, dark muscular build, deep brown eyes, short black hair. He is a fucking baddass. So I just have to clean all this up I thought, I set my bucket down and got out my mop, trying to get all of the slurpee of the wall, i picked up all the clothes, feeling a jockstrap. “EEEEEWWWW!!!!” I looked at the name it said KRIS, I was in heaven, now I’m not one of those guys, but I took a long ass sniff, they smelt amazing. Anyway back to the story, i threw all the clothes into the box, grabbed my towel and rubbed the blood away. I looked at my work, “Thank god thats over!!!” I heard some voices come into the locker, “shit” I tried to pack up my things but they were upon me, “Hey Faggot!” Mitch the jackass of the team yells out, “how many dicks did you suck to get this job?” I just looked up at him and said, “Mitch being a dick doesn’t make yours any bigger.” All the football guys started laughing, I got a couple of pats on the back, a couple hi fives, and a little pat on the ass, I jumped turning around but i couldn’t see who it was.