The claiming of Jack Barakat

“Another concert sold out!” was the trending topics on the net as another world tour ended successfully yesterday. Pictures of the sweaty, smiling crowd jumping in time to the beat and singing or more likely screaming the lyrics with Alex Gaskarth and other members of the All Time Low was posted on facebook walls. What’s more is the photo of Jack Barakat’s penis being scattered on blogs and tweeted on twitter. Nobody knows when it will stop but it’s pretty much certain to last a few more days. Or maybe weeks? Or maybe months?

Jaimie Ortiz is sitting on the sofa reading Bedtime Stories by Kristia41, a short story just newly published and released by Wattpad publishing house, and munching on cookies and ice cream when the door opened.

                And in walked Jack Barakat in all of his glory wearing only low-slung pants.

                “At last! Found yah,”  Jack exclaimed as he launched in the air to sit next to Jaimie.

                Jaimie ignored Jack’s noisy outburst and super-hot, super-glorious and super drop-dead gorgeous body sitting next to her and instead focused more on munching and reading. Her legs which were propped on top of their coffee table distracted Jack’s attention from her face which is currently focused into her book. Hatching up a plan, Jack couldn’t help but appreciate Jaimie’s lower thighs and calves. Coupled with her soft, silky skin, anyone would get addicted to looking at her. Especially Jack ( Jack here in my story is a leg- lover man).

                Yeah, they hadn’t had sex yet but they already did foreplay, just no penetration (Poor Jack. And great self-control). But that’s only because Jaimie is conservative and says she isn’t ready yet and because Jack loves Jaimie, he didn’t force it on her nor pressure her to submitting her body.

                Jaimie is currently wearing short shorts and a large baggy shirt, her  comfortable attire at home, which means she is showing a bit of flesh. Jack has great self-control and all but he is nos saint and as much as he is thinking of kissing every inch of Jaimie’s flesh, exposed and covered, he opted for a safer option, which in this case is cradling Jaimie’s calves and feet. Knowing Jaimie will be irritated when distracted from her favorite activities – eating and reading, Jack carefully extricated Jaimie’s legs from the table and transferred it to his lap, careful as to not disturb Jaimie’s upper body.

                Succeeding with his plan, his hands began to graze and explore Jaimie’s knees and patting her thighs while humming absentmindedly to a new song. And that ended when Jaimie pulled her legs towards herself and turned her back to Jack.

                Jack stared agape at Jaimie.

                Thoughts of panic flashed across Jack’s mind, some of which are  ‘Is she angry?’, ‘ What did I do wrong?!’, countless curse words and repeating phrases of ‘Oh Gosh! What do I do now?!’

                Breaking into cold sweat because he never wanted to be on the receiving end of anyone’s anger especially Jaimie’s.

                Making up his choice of attack and gathering his courage, he poked Jaimie’s back, fast and hard. Jaimie showed no reaction, not even a flinch. Jack started sweating cold bullets. “Oh ghads! She really is angry!”

                With Jaimie  currently giving him the silent-and-ignore treatment, Jack mentally debated whether to poke or not to poke again.  He was also thinking back on what he could have done to make Jaimie this angry.

                As he was weighing choices,  appreciating Jaimie’s swan-like neck and long black locks tied in a bun using a pair of chopsticks, Jaimiie stood up and began tidying up her mess.