"Aww, what's wrong, glasses? You thought putting up your 'Gay-Straight Alliance' propaganda was gonna turn Westfield into some safe-space circlejerk? Nah, bitch. That shit ain't accepted around here. Even worse when you try to defile our sports with your stupid political pamphlets and stickers,"
"You cross the line when you did that in our space, faggot. Now it's time for us to cross the line to make it equal and remind you exactly where fags belong 'round here,"
"Hold his head steady, boys." The curly blonde one grins, already palming his bulge. "Time to choke that GSA propaganda right out of his throat,"
They tower over him, laughing as the nerd stares up wide-eyed. Four superior straight white cocks ready to break him in and weed out the barely starting faggot alliance propaganda the old-fashioned way.
Natural order


















