Reputation: Jolinsky

0.4

This chapter will get a little bit dirty oops. So if you don't wanna read I'll do a recap at the start of 0.5 :) enjoy!

Jack's head snapped up and he walked cautiously over to the door.

He peered through the eye hole and took a huge sigh of relief. It was Jack Johnson.

He opened the door and the small boy scampered inside. Jack smiled at him and the small boy tilted his head confusedly at him.

Jack closed the door and took Jack into the kitchen to sit at the counter. Jack placed his bag neatly at the foot of his stool and took out his Spanish jotters and textbook.

"So where did we leave off yesterday?" Jack asked grabbing two bottles of Arizona Ice Tea from the fridge. Jack tossed one to JJ and fixed his hair. Jack looked at him expectantly.

"Uh?" Jack laughed lightly at the small boy who was staring into space.

"Oh! Uh... I'm not quite sure. I think we were on page 37." Johnson tried to laugh but it came out a hoarse cough.

Jack looked at him worriedly and quickly opened his bottle of Arizona before gesturing JJ to drink some.

"Okay, so proverbs?" Jack leaned into JJ to get a good look at his textbook. Jack could feel Johnson breath down his neck and he sorta likes the feeling.

Jack pointed at exercise 3 and smiled. "Try this one, it shouldn't be too hard. If you need help just ask me. I'm gonna start my math homework." Jack smiled for the thousandth time and sat down across from JJ and took out his math homework.

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"All done!" Jack exclaimed smiling.

"Really? That was it?" JJ asked confused.

"Yeah, we covered the basics of proverbs and went over the past participle. That's all we need to do today."

"My mom's not gonna pick me up until 6:30? Should I ask her to come sooner?" JJ questioned.

"No, let's go watch TV." Jack smiled and led him to the living room at the back of his huge house.

They sat down on the couch and watched Flash.

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JJ got up and asked where the bathroom was. Jack led him towards the toilet and let him go inside.

Jack felt something near his crotch, he looked down and he realised JJ's hand brushed it swiftly. He imagined it. It wasnt real. He tried to think he was going crazy. He told himself he hated the thought of boys together. Jack tried to talk himself into the idea that boys and boys are disgusting.

Jack looked down at the small boy standing in front of him.

JJ looked porcelain at that moment. That moment when Jack looked down on him as if he disgusted him. JJ's porcelain face shattered into a million tiny pieces and he quickly turned around into the toilet.

Jack felt horrible. He quickly grabbed his arm before he was able to get inside the bathroom.

Before, even Jack, knew what happening their lips were crashing together.

Jack didn't pull away. He knew he should've, but he couldn't. Their tongues fought for dominance, Jack winning easily.

Jack pulled JJ towards him and their lips moved in sync, they fit together perfectly. Jack loved the feeling, he hated the thought. JJ moaned into Jack's mouth and Jack felt shivers up and down his spine.

JJ's hands found their way to Jack's belt and that's when Jack knew this was too far. Jack shoved JJ away from him and looked at the small boy who, for the record, isn't innocent.

"I think it's best you leave." Jack shows no emotion in his face and steps out of the way between JJ and the door.

"Jac-" JJ started and touched Jack's arm.

"It's time you leave Jack Johnson." Jack's voice trembled and he looked away from Johnson.

Johnson looked up at the confused and bewildered boy standing before him. From the many thought flooding his brain at that moment, only one stood out to him.

'You loved that as much as I did, Jack Gilinsky.'

Johnson did what Jack had asked and he grabbed his backpack before leaving his house.

Jack slammed the door shut as soon as JJ's foot was out the door. That's when Jack broke. He starting sobbing. Sobbing turning into crying. Crying turning into yelling.

Jack stormed up the stairs and into his room. He threw himself onto his bed and screamed into his pillow. His mind was racing with different trains of thought. His brain couldn't keep up.

'You liked that kiss, Jack.'
'You fucking like boys you fag.'
'Mom and Dad are gonna fucking despise you now, well done.'
'Girls are still fucking attractive.'
'Prove you're not gay.'

Jack grabbed his phone and called the only person he knew would agree.

"Hello?" The high pitched voice questioned.

"Rage sex. My house. Now." Jack spoke in a harsh tone, his voice low and croaky.

"I'll be there in five minutes baby. Don't calm down. I want it rough" She spoke aggressively.

-

There was the usual knock at the door.

'Thank god.' Jack thought to himself swinging the door open and pulling the girl inside.

"He shoved her against the door and smashed his lips on hers. He greedily shoved his tongue in her mouth and she jumped up so her legs were around his waist.

He ran up the stairs, still with her around his waist. He threw her on his bed and pounced on top of her.

He aggressively bit and sucked upon her neck. "JACK!" Lia yelled.

Lia Marie Johnson. The biggest slut in school, lucky for Jack she always loved having him fuck her.

Jack started ripping her clothes off and her racing to get his jeans off. They were both lying there in just undergarments.

Lia arched her back and Jack unclipped her bra. He threw it across the room and palmed her boobs.

"UGH!" She yelled.

She threw off Jack's boxers and Jack tore off her lace panties.

Jack grabbed a condom from the drawer next to his bed.

He quickly rolled it onto his dick.

He flipped her over so that she was on her hands and knees. He quickly shoved his dick inside her tight hole. He didn't wait for her to tell him to move. He gripped her hips then, pulled out halfway and used a lot of force to thrust back in.

"OH GOD JACK!" She yelled again.

Jack grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her body back and forth in time with his thrusts.

-

"Oh god." She repeated over and over.

They were lying side by side in Jack's bed, under the duvet.

"I'm gonna shower, join me?" He asked climbing out of bed.

"Gladly." She smirked and followed him into the bathroom.