"Open wider" I said as I grabbed her hair holding her in place as I shoved my cock down her throat.

She wanted to moan, but my cock was already deep down her throat and she could only make muff sounds while trying to pull her head back.

Soon I let her go as she grasped for air, my cock was covered with her wetness as I got up to wear my pants.

"Are you leaving already?" She asked as she tried to stand up.

"Yeah I have class now, and I don't want to miss it but maybe after school" I said already at the door.

I could hear her sigh as she got dressed.

"Do you really have to go? I could speak with Mrs. Wallace to let you off" She said pulling down her tight skirt.

"Yes I know you could, but I want to be there so see you" I said slamming the door as I walked down the hallway.

Actually, I had only one reason why I wanted to be in that class, and it didn't involve learning, I just had a new toy and wanted to try it out.

But my mind couldn't help but wonder now that I was alone about everything that had happened to me and if this was the past me, will I even get a shot at all of this?

My life was hellish, I couldn't tell you about when I was born, but I could remember as much as pre-school.

My name is Peregin Floyd Clarence, but everybody just called me Floyd.

Yeah I know my name is wack, and it sucks

Well technically I sucked like a lot, my father was a doctor and my mother was in the national Korean volleyball team.

They met in a game where my father was the technical doctor assigned to the game and my mother fell for his cute face.

Everybody expected me to inherit my father's brilliance and my mother's physical skills which I did, but I forget to take enough confidence to do anything.

I was a rather tall with long black hair and a cute face but all of that didn't mean anything since I couldn't say a word to anybody without stuttering and fooling myself.

Everything came crashing when my mother died due to an injury infection, and I was devastated.

I blamed my father for not healing my mother and stopped talking to him as I shut myself in my room, we no longer talked as he was at home during the day and at duty in his new hospital job at night.

After my seventh birthday my father decided to remarry, he got married to a woman who, I felt, was too young for him and had two daughters one who was older than I.

But I didn't care as they spent my father's money and acted like they didn't know me even in school.

But out of all my so-called troubles, they were one person I liked the most, it was my uncle Bruce.

He only came around during holidays, but every time he came he was with a new hot girl who was head over heels for me.

Since my mother's death he was the closest person to me, even closer than my father.

I looked forward to every holiday, well, one holiday changed my life.

As every kid in school I got bullied, but my case was worse because I was bullied by my step-sister boyfriend, she made sure he took my allowance every time I got it.

I didn't know if I could beat him because I was too scared to even try, so I just took the beating and bullying, but finally the holidays were around the corner and I couldn't wait to see uncle Bruce.

As I was clearing out my locker, someone called out my name.

"Hey you're Floyd, right?" She asked.

She was beautiful with long blonde hair, blue eyes and beautiful skin.

She had curves at the right place, she was currently wearing a black crop top with gray sweatpants, but it was sexy as hell.

"Ehm—I— I think" I said stuttering.

"You think?" She asked me.

"I mean yes, and you are?" I asked trying to regain my composure and act the way Bruce has been teaching me.

"Oh okay am Sarah and I have seen you around and think you are kind of cute do you want to hang out?" She asked.

I knew I was late for my volleyball game, but I knew I wasn't going to be playing, so I didn't bother.

But I was actually been hit on by a girl was a miracle and a sexy one at that, it was like a dream come true.

"I mean yeah, sure" I said as she stretched out her hand asking for my phone as I passed it to her.

She typed her number, asking me to text her as she walked away.

Well, I was a pretty good volleyball player if nobody was there, I played with my mom a lot, and she taught me everything I knew.

I could play as a setter and as a center and could set up plays far ahead, I even found myself thinking about multiple play I could set up and chances missed during games.

But I never got to play because I could think of the games, but I could never play them as I always made mistakes and cost the games.

Today wasn't difficult, and although we lost, I was happy that I had finally got a girl that I could hang out with.

I walked home as I thought about all the things we would do together as a couple and how I didn't want to mess things up.

I walked through the front door to see my dad and stepmom kissing.

He was wearing a blue and white striped shirt and brown pants with a suitcase as he headed for work, but I simply worked passed them heading for my room.

I wasn't going to let anything spoil my day.