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T0mbvr story cause i need to practice how towrite with this keyboard and laptop in general

It was a stormy, cold day in the city of Brighton. W1lbvr was sat, looking out the window in T0m's apartment/flat. He went over there because T0mmy had invited him over for stream idea. But, as the stream progressed, the storm outside got louder, stronger. It got to the point where T0mmy and W1lbvr had to cut the stream early. As much as W1lbvr wanted to keep streaming, T0mmy insisted to end it. Though, even after they ended the stream W1lbvr said he should get back to his apartment, but then T0mmy said it'd be fine if he stayed there, "It'll be safer!" He had said with such enthusiasm. W1lbvr was now regretting his choice of staying there with T0mmy, as he stood fidgeting because of his achingly hard cock. he readjusted himself a bit, to loosen the tight, painful restrain of his jeans. He started breathing more heavily as he heard the footsteps of the younger boy growing closer. "Hey, W1l?" He questioned. "Yes T0mmy?" W1lbvr said, spinning on his heel, his hands tucked behind his back. "I was just wondering if you were okay, you were staring out that window for a solid ten minutes." The younger said moving closer to W1lbvr. W1lbvr smiled ominously at the young boy in front of him. "I just have a little problem! It's fine!" He started walking towards T0m, hands still tucked behind his back. He then went around him and to the door. T0m turned around watching W1lbvr's movements in confusion. As he watched W1lbvr lock the door, he felt a small sense of dread, almost. He swallowed harshly as W1lbvr smiled menacingly at him, stepping closer. "Wilbur..?" T0mmy said, trying to back away from W1lbvr, his back soon colliding with the wall. "Oh T0mmy...finally, i have you all to myself, with no escape." W1lbvr continued to walk towards him. T0mmy was paralyzed, awestruck that one of his best friends would do this to him. He stared at W1lbvr, unmoving afraid of what he would do if he had. W1lbvr shoved T0mmy further againest the wall, his hands restraining the younger's.