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This sucks. I just want graduation to come so I can finally be done with high school; these 4 years have felt like decades. I didn't exactly hate it but it just dragged on for what seemed like eternity and in just one more month I'll finally be done with it. I don't know exactly what Jorge's plans are for the future but I hope I'm still in them, I've been straying a little bit recently but I do love him. I feel like that's something I have to keep reminding myself of just because of how much I've been roaming, it's really no fault of his though, I shouldn't be acting the way I am.
But then there's that damn Sammy! He's so... fucking sexy and it just drives me wild to think about him. He's not a guy that I'd settle with, he's a guy that I'd turn into a quick lay and probably never call him again so is it wrong that I want to do that? Maybe if I just get it out of my system it won't be too bad, if I tell Jorge about how I feel and just how insane it's making me maybe I can make it happen? No? Impossible, it seems like. I should stop day dreaming and finish this assignment before class is over. Note to self, never take a class if the teacher isn't hot enough to keep my attention.
"Why are you not working on your essay?"
"Sam, why are you not dead?" I asked him with a slight eye roll.
"Well if I was, what would you live for?"
"Oh my heavens. You can't be serious with that."
"And if I am?" he asked.
"You're dumber than I thought."
"Oh Chris, now I'm sure you wouldn't say that to your precious little boyfriend."
"I'm sure I would. Actually I'm sure I already have. Stop trying to get in my head and do some weird voodoo shit, you're not cute Sammy."
"Pity, I thought I was your crush. You know you're mine." He said while still working on his paper.
"Well thank you." I replied with a smile.
The conversation ended there and we both continued our work. I put myself into all the way and refused to let someone distract me so by the time the bell rang I was just putting the finishing touches on the paper and gave it to the teacher. Walking out the class to my locker I could hear Sammy doing that annoying little whisper that guys do when they see a hot chick. My mind was telling me don't get involved, just ignore this guy but I simply can't bring myself to do it. I want him, in my bed, in my ass, in my mouth, I don't care what he's in as long as it's me to be honest. The sucky thing about it is he knows I'm wildly attracted to him, but he also knows I have a boyfriend and instead of being respectful and leaving me alone he keeps on pursuing me. It's like he's determined to break up Jorge and I regardless of the consequences it'll have on all three of us. What a terrible person, what a fucking bad ass. Damn my temptations!
That fucking whistle, he was still doing it and I could still clearly hear it. I was just about to ready to lose my shit until I saw Eric standing at my locker waiting for me. He had died his hair a dark brown and toned up his body a bit so he was looking better than ever. Still had those cute freckles on his cheeks, still had a body to die for but now he had a 6 pack instead of just a flat stomach, amazingly toned legs, and the most chiseled, but not overly big, arms I've ever seen. If I didn't think of him as a brother I would take him into the boys bathroom and fuck him senseless. I've always thought Eric was a good looking guy but damn, his new look just made him stunning.
"How was class?" He asked while texting away on his phone.
"It was ok, Sammy is the worst person since like ever." I replied.
"Is he still trying to get into your jeans?"
"Yes! Is it bad that I actually think about it too?"
"I swear Chris you are so ungrateful! You know how Jorge feels about you and all the crazy shit he'll do for you. You singlehandedly turned the biggest jock in this school into your very own play toy and you want to fuck around on him for Sammy? I should slap you!" Eric told me in a hushed tone.
"Oh Eric, let the boy do what he pleases." Sammy interjected.
"I can't wait to finally be done with you, you seriously bug me." I told Sammy.
"You don't mean that, you want me. I know it."
"Let's go Chris, school is done for today so let's go grab something to eat." Eric said while dragging me away.
"I'll talk to you later Chris!" Sammy yelled from down the hall
It's like he makes my head spin so damn much. Is it bad to be in a serious relationship yet have thoughts about being with someone else? I don't want to leave the relationship, I'm just so damn horny for someone else! Please tell me it's normal, people experience that a lot right? I could be fully faithful if I really try but it's not bad that I'm sexually attracted to someone else for a short time is it? I want to talk about this with other people but it'd kill me if Jorge found out about this mess. I can't do it to him, I've put that boy through so much shit since we've been together and I feel like he needs to relax. I want him to have some time where he doesn't have to worry about me and if I'm messing around with other people behind his back.
"Chris, I really should slap you." Eric told me in the car.
"Violence is never the answer."
"It is if you keep being a stupid ass!"
"What am I doing?"
"You know what you're doing, don't play dumb with me."
"Eric it's not like we've done something! I just have some minor feelings of attraction that I have NOT acted on yet. I really don't want to do anything with Sammy and I'm trying not to."
"Ugh, I don't know what to tell you because I don't get dick like you." Eric smugly replied.
"Oh bitch please you know you could get more than me if you weren't so damn oblivious to everything."
"How am I oblivious?"
"Eric, I can name at least 15 different guys that would bang you in a second. You just don't pay attention to anything so you wouldn't know." I told him.
"Well on a piece of paper write down their names and numbers. I'll do the rest."
"By the end of this week I expect you to not have had sex even once."
"I should kick you out my car bitch."
Arriving into the quaint little bistro I was quickly delighted by the flowery and fresh atmosphere. There was some light jazz music playing in the background, the lighting was tinted but nothing too bad, the entire place was just comfortable in every way. I ordered myself a cup of coffee with a croissant because I wasn't that hungry, just wanted something to nibble on for the time being. Sitting in a corner table with Eric I kept wondering what it would be like if I were here with Sammy. How he would probably move up next to me and start rubbing my thigh under the table and softly bite me on my ear or give me light kisses on the neck. Maybe he'd even reach his hand over and rub on my butt just to get me in a horny mood and see how far I'd be willing to go in this place, run his finger down my crack and then poke at my waiting hole. Sliding his finger inside of me and making me whimper and shake with feelings of excitement.
"Chris!" Eric called out to me.
"Oh sorry, I was daydreaming."
"Must have been one hell of a dream if it had you fingering that croissant you freak."
"I'm such a bad person Eric, why is this happening to me? Why do bad things happen to me? I try to be a good person but it's so hard when there are so many hot fucking guys everywhere!"
"First of all, stop being such a whiny bitch. Seriously. I get it, you're tempted, it happens to everyone all across the globe and people usually know how to handle it." I could tell he was getting very aggravted by me.
"I just don't know what to do."
"You ignore it Chris, just because there's some temptation that doesn't mean you have to give in to it."
"Yeah I guess you're right." I told him while sipping my coffee.
"Don't worry, just let Jorge fuck you real good and you'll be back to how you were. Being all jealous and shit and never thinking about anything else."
"Oh the good old days."