Pocky Game

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     "And that's why you shou-" the nerdy boy, giving a presentation, is cut off my the sound of the bell.
     I quickly put my books into my bag and leave the classroom. No one wanted to listen to him. Not even me; the straight A student.

Not to brag or anything, but I was very well known around campus for my high grades. I tutored students and helped teachers with lessons sometimes. However, my friend count was at 0 because I was difficult to deal with. I was very anti-social and I was very awkward. I also gave off the impression that I didn't care about anything, which was sort of true.
I didn't really look like a true man and I feel self conscious about it. I'm more like a girly boy than anything. My hair was dark brown and it was slightly long. My eyes were a very dark purple, which made me feel more insecure about myself. No one had weird eyes like I did.

I go to the roof top and sit down, leaning against a wall.

If you're ever looking for me, I'm always here when class isn't in session. Except when we have to go home, I'm found at my house studying. I've hung around this place since my first day of high school, I'm now in my fourth year.
I hang out here because it's very peaceful and quiet. Except for one thing that makes it louder than it should be.

"Hey Nico-chan!" I hear the problem say.
I groan. "Why do you always come and sit with me?" I ask.
"I'm just trying to be friendly."
"You come here everyday and annoy me with you nonsense."

This problem has a name, and his name is Jason. Ever since my second year of high school, he's been coming to sit with me. Every. Day. I keep telling him to go away, but he won't.
He had light brown hair that stuck up here and there. It covered his forehead and dangled slightly above his dark brown eyes. His face was gorgeous along with his body. Every girl in the school was head over heels for him.
He was basically the complete opposite of me.

"Come Nico, you know you love my company~" He said seductively, leaning closer to me.
I punch the top of his head and he grabs his head. "I told you many times before and I'll say it again, no flirting with me." I said angrily. I did feel kind of bad that I hurt him, though.

It was a weird thing with me. I would hurt others, but immediately regret it afterwards.

Jason whimpers a little and sniffles. "You didn't have to be so mean about it." He whined, while holding his head still.
I sigh angrily. "Fine, I'm sorry for hurting you."
He let go of his head and sat up straight as if something happened. "Now you owe me."
"I hate you" I mumble. "Alright Jason, what do I owe you?" I ask, sounding slightly irritated.
"Weeeeell, lucky for you, I brought something that I want to do with you." He grinned.
I didn't like what he was up to, but I owed him. "Ok, what is it?" I was starting to grow impatient.
"Well I'm glad you asked." He opened his backpack and started digging through it. Once he found what he was looking for, he pulled it out and held it up. "Ta-da!"

It was a small red box and in white bold letters it said 'Pocky'. From the box, it looked like the box was filled with long biscuit stick covered in chocolate.

I raised my eyebrow in confusion. "What are we going to do with those?"
"Well I'm glad you asked"
"I swear, if you don't stop saying that, I'm going to punch you again."
His eyes widened a little. "Well I'm glad you said so." He opened the box and took out a stick.
I roll my eyes. What an idiot.
"Anyways, you put one end of the stick your mouth and I put the other end in my mouth. Then, we bite the Pocky until it gets smaller and smaller."
"How does the game end?"
He grins deviously. "You'll see."
I roll my eyes. "Alright, let just get this over with already."
He takes the Pocky stick and put the chocolate end in his mouth and leans towards me. I put the biscuit end in my mouth and look into his eyes.
He grabs my chin and takes a bite, looking intensely into my eyes. I blush slightly and I take a bite.
A couple bites later, our noses are touching and my face is burning. He takes a bite and our lips are now brushing against each other.

He wanted to kiss me, didn't he?

I was about to take a bite when he cupped my face and pulled me into a kiss. I tense up and my eyes widen.

Jason's lips were so warm and soft. His breath slightly tickled about my lip, but I didn't mind. I hated him and I wanted to pull away, but I couldn't. I felt so amazing.

I soon give in and relax, closing my eyes slowly. A couple minutes later, he lips my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I don't budge my lips. He then grabs my member through my pants and I gasp.
The cheeky bastard then slides his tongue into my mouth. Our tongues fight for dominance, and he wins in the end. He then starts exploring everywhere inside my mouth. I start to moan slightly and my member comes to life after a few minutes.
He then pulls away and smirks. "Well, have fun dealing with your friend during class."
I blush and glare at him. "You wanted me to get a boner, didn't you?"
He puts his hand into a V for victory sign.
"I hate you." I say angrily.
"No you don't, you know you love me." The bell rings and he packs up his stuff into his backpack. "I'll see you later, babe~" He then winks at me and leaves for class.
I sigh angrily and take off my sweater, tying it around my waist to hide my boner. I then start the walk of shame to my classroom.

A.N.

Wow that was long. I thought it wouldn't be long enough, but here we are with over 1,000 words.

Sorry I haven't updated this in a while, I've been busy and I forgot about this. Plus I didn't feel inspired.

The setting was going to be at a party, but then I changed it because it would be a longer chapter and it wouldn't make sense.

Anyways, if I made any mistakes, please tell me. I didn't revise it because it's 3:00 in the morning and I'm tired. The only time I can work on my stories is during the night/really early morning.

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