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Drander

After episode 11
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The school library was quiet, save for the rustling of pages and the occasional whisper. Drew sat at a table, tapping his pen against his notebook. He glanced at his phone, checking the time. Zander was late.

"Of course," Drew muttered under his breath. "Can't even show up on time for a simple project."

Just as he was about to leave, Zander walked in, looking slightly flustered. "Sorry, I'm late. Jake needed some help with a song."

Drew rolled his eyes. "Music club again? Whatever. Let's just get this over with."

They spread out their materials on the table, but it didn't take long before tensions started rising.

"I think we should focus on this section," Zander suggested, pointing to a paragraph in their textbook.

Drew shook his head. "That's just going to make it more complicated. We should keep it simple and stick to the basics."

Zander sighed, frustration evident in his voice. "It's not about being simple, Drew. It's about making our project stand out. You always want the easy way out."

Drew's eyes narrowed. "And you always want to complicate things! Just because you hang out with Jake and the rest of the music club doesn't mean you know everything."

Zander crossed his arms, leaning back in his chair. "This isn't about Jake or the music club. This is about you not listening to anyone else's ideas. No wonder Jake left you."

Drew leaned forward, his voice low. "Maybe because I'm the only one with any sense here instead of singing like it's a musical. And at least my dad didn't leave me."

They locked eyes, a tense silence stretching between them. The air was thick with unresolved tension, both of them stubbornly holding their ground.

After a moment, Zander was about to snap until he saw the teacher walk by and sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Look, we're not going to get anywhere like this. Let's just...try to meet in the middle, okay?"

Drew hesitated, then nodded reluctantly. "Fine. Let's just finish this and get it over with. Where do you want to do the project?"

Zander thought for a quick moment, thinking where to go, until he spoke again in a strict voice "Your place I suppose, not like I care"

Despite the argument, they both silently agreed to work together, albeit grudgingly. As they delved back into the project, their collaboration was still a bit rocky, but at least they were moving forward.

As the afternoon wore on, they found themselves surprisingly productive, and the initial animosity began to dissipate. There was still tension, but there was also a hint of understanding developing between

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Drew's house was quiet, the afternoon sunlight streaming through the windows. Zander followed Drew inside, feeling a bit uneasy. He wasn't sure why, but the idea of being alone with Drew in his house made him slightly flustered.

"Make yourself at home, I guess," Drew said, leading him to the dining room table already covered with their project materials. "We've got a lot to cover, so let's get started."

Zander nodded, setting his backpack down and taking a seat. He tried to focus on the task at hand, but the unfamiliar setting and the fact that they were alone made it difficult.

As they worked, Drew seemed more relaxed than he had been at school, his usual competitive edge softened. Zander noticed little things he hadn't before—the way Drew absentmindedly tapped his pen, the focused look in his eyes when he read, and the way he occasionally glanced at Zander, as if gauging his reaction.

They worked in relative silence, but it wasn't long before Zander broke it. "Your house is nice," he commented, trying to ease the tension he felt. "It's...uh, cozy."

Drew glanced up, a hint of surprise in his expression. "Thanks. My parents are out of town, so it's just me for the weekend."

Zander nodded, the knowledge that they were truly alone making his heart beat a little faster. He quickly focused back on the project, hoping to dispel the awkwardness he felt.

After a while, they hit a snag in their work, disagreeing over the direction of a particular section. Drew leaned back in his chair, frustrated. "I still think my idea works better. We're overcomplicating it."

Zander shook his head, trying to explain his point without getting too flustered. "But if we just add this part, it'll tie everything together. I know it seems like a lot, but it'll make our presentation stand out."

Drew studied him for a moment, and Zander felt his face heat under the scrutiny. "You're really passionate about this, aren't you?"

Zander looked away, trying to compose himself. "I just want us to do well. I mean, you might not care, but this is important."

Drew sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Fine. We'll try it your way."

Zander blinked in surprise. "Really?"

"Yeah, really," Drew replied, a hint of a blush on his cheeks, playing at the corners of his lips. "Just don't make me regret it."

They continued working, and Zander found himself relaxing, the initial awkwardness fading. Despite their differences, they managed to make progress, their collaboration becoming more seamless as the afternoon wore on.

As they wrapped up their session, Zander couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment. They still had a long way to go, but they had made a good start. And maybe, just maybe, working with Drew wasn't going to be as bad as he had initially thought.

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The late afternoon sun had shifted to a warm, golden hue as Drew and Zander continued working at Drew's dining room table. After several hours of focused effort, Drew stretched and stood up.

"You want something to drink? I could use a break," Drew offered, heading toward the kitchen.

"Sure, what do you have?" Zander asked, grateful for the chance to relax.

"Let's see," Drew replied, opening the fridge. "There's soda, juice, and...some beer."

Zander hesitated, then shrugged. "I wouldn't mind a beer."

Drew smirked. "All right. Just one, though. We still need to finish this project."

They each took a beer and settled back at the table, the tension from earlier mostly dissipated. The cool drink was refreshing, and Zander felt himself relaxing more.

"Never thought I'd be doing a project like this with you," Zander admitted after a few sips, leaning back in his chair.

Drew raised an eyebrow. "Yeah? What's that supposed to mean?"

Zander chuckled, feeling a bit bolder. "You know, you're not as much of a jerk as I thought. At least, not all the time."

Drew laughed, taking another sip of his beer. "I'll take that as a compliment."

They fell into a comfortable silence for a moment, and Zander found himself watching Drew, noticing the way the fading sunlight highlighted his features.

"You know," Zander said, his voice taking on a teasing tone, "you're kind of cute when you're not being all competitive."

Drew looked at him, surprised. "Are you flirting with me?"

Zander smirked, leaning forward slightly. "Maybe I am. Is that a problem?"

Drew was silent for a moment, his expression thoughtful. "Not necessarily," he replied, a slight smile tugging at his lips. "I just didn't expect it from you."

"Well, I'm full of surprises," Zander said, his confidence boosted by the beer and the unexpected ease between them.

Drew studied him, a glint of amusement in his eyes. "Guess we're both learning new things today."

Zander chuckled, feeling a warmth in his chest that wasn't just from the alcohol. The project suddenly seemed less important as they continued talking, their conversation shifting from the task at hand to more personal topics.

As the evening wore on, Zander realized that maybe there was more to Drew than he had initially thought. The barriers between them seemed to be lowering, and for the first time, Zander found himself wondering if there might be a chance for something beyond rivalry.

Zander smirks at drew, which caught him off guard and looked confused but also concerned for what would happen next with zander "did you uhm.. need something?" Drew ask while backing a bit

Zander pins Drew down, he couldn't tell what
he was doing due to the alcohol but man, ever since Drew targeted on Hailey and him, he wanted to knock some sense into the jerk.

He began taking off Drew's shirt roughly while Drew yelled in embarrassment while red blush comes up on his face "What the hell Zander?! Get away!"

Zander chuckled and grabs Drew's chin and forced him to look at Zander's face as he started talking

"You know, I've always wanted to do this, and always knock some sense into you. Ever since you started bullying us with those dickheads, I can't wait to hear you scream."

Drew's eyes widen from the comment he made, and tried backing up but Zander took off Drew's hoodie and shirt, and began licking his harden nipples slowly, making Drew grunt softly

"Zander stop.. we can get caught.." he muttered in embarrassment as he felt Zander holding him down even more as Zander began French-kissing him

Drew felt Zander's tongue swirl around his mouth while Zander held Drew's hand tightly while kissing him on the couch now

Drew felt his bulge growing while Zander began grinding his hips against Drew's hips, Drew was a moaning mess as zander finally pulled away to breath some air and chuckled

"Who knew you give up so easily, and your enjoying this obviously" zander chuckled while Drew rolled his eyes and replied

"Shut up.. just continue idiot." Drew felt Zander mess with Drew's nipples while Zander began taking off his boxers

Drew felt embarrassed and was about to talk until Zander slowly inserted his finger, making Drew eyes widen as his bulge grew bigger as he moaned out "O-Oh shit~ slow down you dipshit!"

Zander rolled his eyes and began fingering Drew's ass slowly to make him prepared, after what seem like 10 minutes, finally Drew decided to speak

"I'm ready, you can stop now.." he muttered as Zander nods and slowly started to insert his own dick into Drew's gaping, twitching hole. Zander chuckled at Drew's broken form

Zander began thrusting, making Drew yell and moan nonstop, Zander rolled his eyes as he placed his hand on Drew's mouth to keep him quiet

"Geez I'm not even going hard at all, stop being so weak, aren't you the popular kid?" Zander said to mock Drew while tears formed out of Drew's eyes out of frustration

"S-Shut up you limp-dick bastard! As if anyone would enjoy being fucked by a gay freak by you-"

Zander interrupted him by slamming his hips deep into drew, making him moan out and stick out his tongue and his eyes rolled back

"Oh Fuuck!~" Drew whines as Zander kept going at that pace, making Drew regret the words he had said to him

"You know maybe I should send this to the entire school, I really thought you would handle it but I suppose not." Zander took a picture of Drew making him get red from embarrassment and yell

"H-Hey take that down you dipshit!" Zander just continued kissing Drew but when Drew was close to his limit, Zander began stroking his dick which sent Drew over the edge and came all over while Zander kept thrusting a few more times before reaching to his limit and came inside Drew, Drew moans out once again, feeling the sticky fluid inside him.

Zander turns Drew around, making Drew lay on his stomach and his ass high up, making Zander somewhat excited for what he would do next

He began sucking and licking Drew's hole and ass, plunging his tongue deep inside as he slowly was obsessed over Drew's ass

Meanwhile with Drew, he kept whining and had tears fall down his face as he held onto the pillow below him and kept crying with pleasure and pain

Zander held Drew's hips and gasp while talking "Oh god, your ass taste so good, no wonder why people talk about you sexually!"

Drew stuck his tongue out as he felt Zander getting deep inside of his ass, Drew's phone rang as he saw Jake calling, he didn't know whether to pick it up but Zander answered and gave the phone to Drew

"Come on, tell him your busy, or let him catch us~ either way it's both fun hearing you try not sounding like a whore~" Zander smirks as Drew tried talking

"H-Hey Jake it's not a good..- Fuck!~" he felt Zander bite Drew's ass a bit as Jake on the side of the phone just heard Zander and Drew and just hanged up

After a while of nonstop intercourse or the sexual fun they had, they finally stopped after 3 hours and rested on the couch and began falling asleep
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