"Quit whining you little shit!" Jean yelled, his face just centimeters from mine. He REALLY had me this time. I was pinned down to floor of the boys bathroom, while Jean's hand pressed hardly against my length through my pants. Involuntarily, I let out serval cries that signaled I was in pain. Damn, that horse face picked the perfect time and place too. It was about twenty minutes after the dismissal bell had rang; all of the teachers were in another building at a conference. The bathroom was was completely empty, leaving only Jean, Marco, and myself to occupy it. Marco just stood by the door being too afraid to even be remotely involved. He wasn't exactly the confrontational type, but he was always with Jean. The two were sophomores, and I was a pitiful freshman.
"Stop all your damn grunting and groaning, Jaeger. Put on your big boy panties and shut the hell up." Once I had finally forced myself to stop groaning in pain, a devilish smirk played on Jean's face. "So there's gonna be a party this Friday night at Marco's house, and you better be there." I knew why he was trying to force me to go. "No way in hell. You're just gonna try to get me drunk and do something stupid that I'll regret forever." Ever since my mother died six years ago, I've stayed loyal to my promise to her that I wouldn't get drunk, specifically in high school. I never cared what anyone else thought of me. "Awwww, someone's afraid?" He said with a sarcastically sympathetic face as he pumped my member. "No, someone's just not a dumbass like you," I snapped back, hiding my severe pain.
"Listen Jaeger, you better be there, or..." Once an idea finally popped into his head, his smirk grew even wider. "I'll tell everyone in the entire school that you're gay." It wasn't even true though, and I knew he was quite aware of that. I wasn't going to give in so easily this time. I was determined to win this one. "Fine, go ahead," I sassed with a slight smirk. Whenever Jean tried to force me into doing something, he always threatened that he would do something to me if I didn't follow through. Of corse being the weak person I am, I've always given in to him. What if he's just all talk? I seriously doubt that he would tell everyone I'm gay if I didn't go to the party. That's far fetched, even for him.
To both his and my surprise, my anger and annoyance gave me the strength to push him off. Jean was just so astonished, he couldn't even get himself to stop me. I swiftly yet calmly went for my bag and left.
"Watch your back, Jaeger!" He yelled as I quickly went down the hall and left for my apartment.
