The Bad Boy and The Nerd

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I jumped on the table, waving my arms. Girls swooned at my feet, and I enjoyed it. I winked at a particularly sexy one in a red dress and she squealed loudly, running off to tell her friends.

"Let's get this party started!" I shouted. A loud cheer rose from the drunken mass surrounding me. I held the bottle of vodka in the air, chanting along with the rest of them.

"Let's get drunk! Let's get drunk! Let's get drunk!" I had already accomplished that. I stumbled off the table, taking a swig of the alcohol. Fire burned down my throats and I shoved the bottle into someone's hands. I shoved through the crowd of sweaty bodies to reach my best friend, Flynn. He grinned at me.

"You go, man. Let's get more beer!" He shouted before running off. I turned, scanning the crowd for the hot chick from earlier. My eyes met hers, and she winked, skipping up the stairs. I grinned drunkenly and jogged after her. I reached the top of the stairs to find her entering a room.

Bedroom, I hope. I followed her, slamming the door behind me. And locking it.

I shrugged my shirt off, slowly making my way to her. I grabbed the back of her neck and slammed her lips onto mine, swiping my tongue across her bottom lip. She granted me permission and I slipped my tongue into her mouth. Quickly unzipping her tight dress, I unbuckled my pants and stepped out of my briefs. I expertly unhooked her bra and slipped down her underwear before she could make a sound.

I lifted her up and deposited her on the bed, crawling on after her. I gripped her hips and slammed into her, grunting as our bodies collided.

She let out a strangled moan at my large size and I grinned. I pulled out and slammed back into her, my movements fast and hard. Her fingernails raked down my back and I hissed. To keep from shouting I bit down on her shoulder. She cried out, clutching at me like a man dying of thirst would clutch a bottle of water. I feel her getting closer to the breaking point. With some more moaning and grunting, she was shuddering under me, me still inside her. I pulled out and stood up, grabbing my clothes from the floor.

She sat up, her breasts bouncing as she moved. I licked my lips.

"See you again?" She asked seductively. I smirked, pulling on my shirt. She slowly slipped into her dress and I held the door for her. "Such a gentleman..." She murmured, her hand skimming my  hard erection. I clenched my teeth, slapping her ass as she walked away. I heard her gasp and chuckled as I made my way downstairs.

As I reached the bottom, Flynn met me. He eyed me suspiciously, glancing at the chick behind me as she disappeared into the crowd of people.

"Sex?" He asked as I made my way to the coolers for more beer. I barked out a laugh.

"You know me so well." I joked, taking a sip of beer. Flynn watched me drink.

"You're going to have a killer headache tomorrow." He said with a wince. I shrugged and shook my head.

"Nah, I've had worse." I responded. "Now let's party!" I shouted once again.

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Beep. Beep. Beep.

I slammed my first down on the alarm, groaning and rolling over. Sunlight streamed through the small window in my room and I grunted. Standing up in nothing but my briefs, I grabbed a shirt off the floor and sniffed it.

Meh, good enough. I pulled on a pair of black skinny jeans and tousled my hair a bit before shrugging on a leather jacket and heading downstairs. My mom stood by the stove in an apron, flipping perfectly golden-brown pancakes. My dad sat at the bar already, newspaper in one hand, coffee in the other.

My mom turned to us with a bright smile on her face.

"Honey, did you hear? New neighbors are moving in across the street! Finally! That house has been empty for way too long. And so has my book club." She dumped pancakes on my plate, patted me on the cheek, dumped some on my dads, kissed him on the cheek, then hurried upstairs to get ready for work. I quickly dug into the pancakes, finishing them before my dad was halfway through. I jumped up, packed my bag for school, and hopped in my car.

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I pulled into the parking lot and stepped out. Immediately, a group of girls swarmed me like seagulls would swarm an abandoned sandwich. The girl from last night—what was her name?—took her time, slowly making her way towards me. The other parted nervously for her, their eyes filled with jealousy. She stopped in front of me and ran her hand down my chest, stopping at the hem of my jeans.

"You look...nice...today." She purred. I grinned. I moved towards the school and she stuck by my side, the swarm of girl tagging along. I strode down the halls till I reached my locker. The girl had been running her hands all over me for quite a while now.

I slammed her against the lockers, nipping her bottom lip and biting her neck.

"If you keep touching me like that, I'm going to fuck your brains out in a bathroom stall." She smirked at me as I said it.

"Sounds good to me," She murmured, and licked my earlobe. I grabbed her arm, dragging her to the men's bathroom.

"Out." I barked. They scattered like leaves. I picked her up and slammed her against the wall, grinding forcefully against her. She wrapped her legs around my waist, rolling her hips. I ripped off her shirt and tossed it behind me, grunting in lust as I saw her full breasts. I gripped them, massaging them firmly. I heard her gasp and moan above me.

I pulled my shirt over my head and kicked my jeans off, pulling her jean shorts off. I smirked.

"Going commando, I see." I whispered against her nipple. She sucked in a harsh breath. I yanked off my boxers and slammed into her, driving her into the wall. I groaned as felt her tighten around me. She ran her nails down my chest, then nibbled on my shoulder. I pulled out and slammed into her again.

She cried out, her head thrown back in ecstasy, her breasts thrown out. I bit down on her nipple, rubbing her core with my hand. She writhed against the wall, and I slammed in again and again, spiraling higher and higher. Finally, I released myself inside her and pulled out. She was breathing heavily against me, and I stepped back, letting her drop. She slowly pulled her shorts back on, tugging the shirt on. She walked out of the bathroom without another word, her face flushed and her hair tangled.

I quickly got back into my clothes and grabbed my books from my locker, swaggering into class just as the bell rang. My home room teacher, Mrs.
Smith, glared at me.

"You're pushing it, Mr. McIntosh." She said sternly. I shrugged casually. She shook her head, picked up a clipboard, and began taking attendance.

Bored, I sat through the rest of the day, hoping something interesting would happen.

Finally, at the end of the day, our homeroom teacher stood up to make an announcement.

"Tomorrow, a new student will be joining us. His name is Alex Brown, and he is moving here from California. Everybody make sure you say hi to him tomorrow." Everyone grunted. Mrs. Smith glanced at the clock just as it rang. Students began jumping up with their things.

"Everyone, sit back down! The bell does not dismiss you, I do! And someone could get hurt during the stampede to the door. So from now on, you will line up in alphabetical order and leave." Everyone groaned. "And stop moaning and groaning! This is your own fault." She said. We all shuffled into somewhat alphabetical order then practically ran out of the classroom.

"Have a good day!" She called after us.

I walked down the hallway, when my eyes fell upon the girl from earlier. She was rummaging through her locker. I slowly walked up behind her, then pressed her against the lockers. I ground against her ass, licked her neck, the squeezed her breast. I heard her breath hitch and smirked. Then I stepped away and continued down the hall.

I met Flynn at the bottom of the stairs and we walked to my car. We got in and drove to my house. When we parked in the driveway, I glanced at the house across the street. A guy stood in the driveway, watching us. His broad shoulders, curly caramel hair, full, pink lips, and spray of freckles all made my mouth water.

I wanted to—

Wait, what? I'm not gay...right?