Jessie's Boy [boyxboy]

five | girl friends

F I V E | G I R L  F R I E N D S

Jeremiah was a nice guy, he was fine as hell too but I wasn't even gonna act like I wanted a relationship. I was the type of person to just fuck and be done and since sucking his dick, we'd talked both sexually and we were cool. We had conversations pretty often but he wasn't someone I was interested in. Relationships just weren't my thing.

But I was interested in getting my back blown out so when some kid had wanted to hook up a few days after me and Jeremiah did whatever, I wasn't opposed to it. I liked sex even if it was with someone who didn't mean a thing to me. He was clean, I was clean both STD wise and inside.

"Carson!" My adrenaline was high, my eyes were rolled to the back of my head and I saw spots. The walls were shaking as I gripped the sheets and felt the boy behind me grip my waist.

Fuck, it felt good and my vision was blurry as he fucked into me. He grunted harshly, his arm holding my head down and I felt air being pushed out of my lungs as he slammed into me.

"Shit, you're tight." I hadn't been fucked in a few weeks, maybe it was because I talked to Jeremiah but we were still 'talking' and I was still getting my lights fucked out by some kid I barely knew. His dick was huge and I felt it in my stomach as he leaned over, sucking a hickey on the back of my neck.

I didn't even realize what I was doing when I started picturing other things. The guy I was with at the moment wasn't even the one I was thinking about. My mind kept fading in and out. Visions of dark skin, his skin sweaty and his hair falling over grazing my back-

"Mhm." Moaning out at the feeling of him biting at my skin, I held the blankets to my mouth and bit them harshly. His parents weren't home, no one was home and I was loud as hell. Taking advantage of the situation, I chased my orgasm, not even paying mind to what I was screaming and neither was he. "J-J... Miah, fuck!"

I stopped, realizing exactly what I said after it'd already came out of my mouth and my high was fading.

"Miah?" He'd asked, stopping, I really nearly cried, "who-" a door slamming cut him off and he pulled out of me instantly, I could feel my back hit the floor. Did he push me off the-

"Get dressed, you gotta go." He was frantically pulling on clothes, yanking the condom off his dick and I stepped into action although not as fast. I'd gotten so used to the pain after being fucked but it was so much easier to be sedated when I was satisfied.

Jeremiah. I called him Jeremiah.

"Get out." His voice had snapped me out of it as I looked up from the shirt I was holding tightly in my hands. Wavy blond hair and bright blue eyes, he had a chiseled face and I recognized him as one of the baseball players from my school.

And he was pulling my clothes on himself as footsteps had ascended his staircase, the same staircase I'd sucked his dick on earlier as we made our way to his room.

"Nigga, you're my ride." I made clear realizing that he was kicking me out. How the hell was I gonna get home, he said he would drop me off earlier? Buttoning up my shirt quickly, I watched as he straightened out his bed almost as if he were trying to hide what we'd done.

"Call somebody!" Neither of us had been satisfied, this entire thing was a waste of time and I found myself rolling my eyes at the look on his face when the girl on the other side of the door started banging loudly.