It was passing period.
And I really needed a hug.
That was typical for me. Math was the all-dreaded downer of the day. I hated it with a burning passion. Almost as much as I hated Waylon Berry La-Tour but we're not getting into that. I walked over to cn's locker, a burning color on my cheeks. Just thinking about everything I would do to him given the chance. Anyways...
As I neared his locker he turned to me. He didn't have his math notebook, planner. He was empty handed. Which I took note of. It was, well, peculiar.
"Follow me." cn said when he was beside me. He led me down the hallway toward the gymnasium.
"Where are we going cn?"
Not turning to look at me and he said, "There's something I need to tell you. Right now. This can't wait any longer." We didn't stop walking. We made it to the locker room hallway and we turned the corner. He paused.
"Cn?" I asked worriedly.
"I like you Jordann."
"But I thought-"
"I made it up. He was a coverup." Looks like I don't have to kill Waylon anymore.
I take cn by the shoulders and push him into the locker room. He looks surprised but doesn't say anything. I push him up against the wall and kiss him. I kiss him until neither of us know what breathing is anymore. Living off of each other's oxygen. We don't stop to talk. We don't stop for anything. His hands travel up my back, over my neck, until they're cupping my cheeks. I bite his soft pink lip and he opens his mouth slightly. My tongue reaches every inch, not letting him slip away from me. We slowly pull apart and I leave a trail of kisses to his neck and collar bones. He softly moans in my ear, a sound I've been wanting to hear for too long. I leave red and purple marks. He's mine now boys. He looks into my watery blue eyes.
"Are you okay Jordann?" a concerned look on his face.
"I'm just so glad this is finally happening." He smiles and kisses me softly.
"Me too baby." I reach down to the hem of his shirt and look at him for reassurance. He nods at me and I lift it over his head. How did I ever get so lucky? I don't deserve a boy so amazong. I lift my shirt off too and then we reconnect. Our lips moving in synchrony. His hands grab at my waist and I reach mine to his pants.
I want them off.
I start to unzip them while moving my lips down his chest, then to his stomach. I look up at him. His jeans are pooled around his ankles. He quickly nods, and I slide his briefs down too. He kicks the clothing into the corner. My mouth nears his member and then my lips make contact. His breathing heavies. I take more in and he starts to moan. The most beautiful noises escape from his lips.
"More." He says. I obey, taking more in and swirling my tongue, receiving more moans and whimpers from cn.
"Jordann please." The desperation in his voice is pathetic. He's right where I want him. I go faster and faster. Whatever doesn't fit in my mouth, my hands are there. He tangles his fingers in my hair and grinds against my mouth. Me on my knees, him pressed against the wall. This is all I've wanted.
"Ah.. ahh.. Jor.. dann.." is all he manages. I feel him start to twitch as still, I speed up. I start to hum and moan along with him. He's so close. I have to stop. When I do he looks down to me and whines.
"Why?"
"Just wait."
I lead him over to the benches and push him down so he's on his stomach. I don't wait for him. I need this too badly. I spread his legs and lead my dick in. He squeaks and I lean down to his ear.
"It's okay baby. Don't worry. It won't hurt forever." I continue until I'm all the way inside. After a second of hesitation, I pull out and slam back in. He screams and I moan. The feeling of pleasure is insane. Cn reaches back to grab something, anything. His fingers find their way to my thighs and he latches on. I massage his hips with my thumbs on either side, still pounding into him. His screams slowly die down and are replaced with sounds of pleasure. We moan together, riding a wave of pure ecstasy.
"Oh goddd." I cry. My teeth tug at the skin on his back as I kiss all over it. His grip tightens on my legs.
"I'm... ah.. so. close.." And I can tell he is. I am too. I want him to remember this. Our moans, whines, skin, is all that could be heard.
"Ahh.. cn.." I let out as we reach our climaxes together. We're a mess of sweat, lust, and love. Still inside of him, I lay down on his back and kiss his neck again. Then we both hear something that makes us jump. We turn to each other, a look of horror on each of our faces.
The five-minute bell has rung.
