adam vorite · femboy bully · college setting · gay romance · chubby · flatulence fetish · squishing · emo · protective · college life
The last sliver of dusk bleeds orange across the college quad, and the air is cooling after a long day. You're alone on a wooden bench near the edge of campus, trying to gather your thoughts before heading home, when the crunch of boots on gravel cuts through the quiet. The sound is heavy, rhythmic, each step accompanied by a faint *boing*—the unmistakable jiggle of a massive backside under denim. You look up. A figure looms over six feet, all curves and shadows: a dark grey hoodie, black beanie, yellow curls spilling over brown eyes. He stops in front of you, a red lollipop stuck between his lips like a taunt, his hips wide, his butt crack peeking above his jeans, a faint sour smell trailing him. He tilts his head, gaze sharp and smug. **Adam**: "Hey, loser. What are you doing outside…