Jones
Ever since getting accepted into the academy, I've made friends. It feels so weird and surreal, considering I was never that kid.
But I do well here and my physical capabilities seem to captivate everyone. I've never been so happy.
Today I got the second highest score in the entire school, not just my class. I would've felt better if I got first place, but that position belongs to one of the seniors. I've never met him but they say that he's a man of few words.
Class just ended, and we are all heading to the club to celebrate our test results and to send off those who did not pass. I'm excited, because I've never gone to a club before - is it like the movies? I wonder ..
Looking down at my clothes, I hope I fit in.
My grey cashmere sweater and my stained blue jeans should be okay… right?
"Jones, are you coming with us?" Lyss asked. Lyss stared at me with her big brown eyes, almost wearing a pout. Her friends standing next to her nodded too - it seems I've neglected my classmates??
"Yes I'm coming! But.. do I look okay?" I asked nervously, waiting for the critics to jump at me.
"You know.. you totally give off a young master vibe. I think it's kind of.. chic? "Lyss responded, fingering the fabric of my sweater at my collar. Her cold fingers swipe my collar bones, giving me a chill.
"O..okay! Let's go."
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The lights are dimmed, with colored led lights flashing in every corner. Smoke drifted out from a machine, music blaring so loud my bones shook.
There were people everywhere - every space filled with different people, genders and colors. I've never seen such diverse numbers.
Women are dancing, kissing and taking shots with their friends holding their hair. The men are cheering, splitting off from their group of friends and mingling among the women. The bar is crowded, a never ending line of people waiting to be served.
There are even some gay couples, two men holding hands at a table and that one guy dressed better than the girls, dancing on the floor with no care.
The smell of liquor and human bodies permeate the air, my nose twitching at the bizarre, unfamiliar scent.
"Jones! Here" a plastic cup was shoved into my hand, the sweet smell of strawberry tempting me to take a gulp without even asking what it was.
I drank the whole cup - I was parched after class and coming straight here.
"Woooo! Here Jones have mine, I'll get more! Roesa, Lyss' best friend. She sauntered off, dancing all the way to the bar.
I drank her cup too, the taste of liquor barely noticed in the cup.
Four drinks later, my head is swimming. I'm leaning on the wall, head bobbing to the music.
A warm hand touches my face, fingers gripped at my chin, turning my head as they please. I'm so drunk, I can't even put strength into my neck to keep my head still.
My eyes are blurry, tears in the corner of my eyes. The person squeezes my chin, making my mouth open.
Ummhhhn!
Warm lips clash into mine, tongue invading my mouth. Our spit intertwining, I felt the persons body envelop me, bodies pressed together as we kissed hungrily. The person grabbed my hand, and led me into the single bathroom.
Eyes clearing in the brightly lit space, I saw the silhouette of the person pressed against me.
He was tall, my head being at the top of his shoulders. I squeezed his arms, his body feels slim but firm in my hands.
"Wanna have fun?" A husky voice asks, biting on my ear and running his hands through my hair.
The touches are sending shockwaves through me, my neck tingling. All I can do is pant, my head still swimming from the liquor.
He took that as a yes.
He pulled out a blue tab, and put it on his tongue. Grasping my hair, he kissed me, the taste of the dissolving pill lost in the heat.
The silence between us makes me more hot, the sounds of kissing and clothes rustling echoing in the small bathroom.
Unngh!
He suddenly bit my neck, licking the bite after. "Focus on me only," he whispers, trailing down to my chest. Lifting my shirt, he licks at my nipples, sucking on them and swirling them between his teeth.
Ahhhhh… the feeling coursed through my body, my little brother standing up, begging to be let out.
As if the man read my mind, his hand stopped at my zipper- pulling it down and gripping onto my length.
Ahhhhh!
My body is trembling, unfamiliar with the pleasure assaulting my body.
"Look at you. Already dripping pre cum just from my kisses. I bet inside your begging me to touch you. I can hear your pleas through your body…" he tightens his grip, making my knees nearly collapse, legs shaking unstabily.
He kisses down to my stomach, swirling his tongue around my belly button. He leans into my pelvis, sucking on the sensitive skin between my hip and side.
"It's so strong.. it feels good," I gasp, my body heating up and begging for release.
In an instant, my world changed. Sparks lit in my eyes, the sensation of fireworks crackling through my body. His lips wrapped around me, swallowing me completely. The warmth surrounding me, and the sound him slurping on me nearly made me explode. Spit is falling down his chin,his eyes looking up right into mine. He reaches out, grabbing my hand and bringing it to his hair. As my instincts took over me, I gripped his hair, thrusting into his mouth hard and fast. He gripped my ass, forcing his face and mouth deeper on to me.
Haahhh.. yes just like that..
My pants fell down my hips, leaving my legs and ass bare as he sucked me.
The cold air hitting my body made me more determined to use his mouth, seeking comfort in the wet warmth.
His hands trace my ass, gripping and squeezing them, seeming to massage my muscles.
His finger rubs my crack, sliding down to my hole. His finger circles it, making me shake with anticipation.
Touch it please, I moaned. Please! Gasp!
His finger dipped into me, showing no mercy. As his knuckle slid inside me, I felt his finger bend - and then fireworks exploded.
Ahhh! Ahhh!
My body flowing with release, my legs shake, my body wanting to fall down. The man is holding me up, mouth still locked on me, his throat swallowing me deeply as I finished.
He lets go of me, my body dropping to the floor with a groan.