1. Being More Social - Chapter 9


    Date: 10/11/2014, Categories: Fiction, Blackmail, Blowjob, Cheating, Coercion, Consensual Sex, Oral Sex, Reluctance, School, Teen, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: BashfulScribe, Rating: 90.8, Source: sexstories.com

    me for keeping the mask when I gave her the story behind it. Friends came and went in this new fast-paced life of mine, but my parents were always there for me. Especially in a time like this, I couldn't express in words how grateful I was for that, nor how much I loved them. Apparently, though, tucking my emotions away in drama class was working. After school, all Salvador did was give me a nod, then looked back to his clipboard. Getting out of the mentality of drama and into the mentality of working out, I slung my backpack over my shoulder and walked out of the aud. Each step felt heavy, but I expected it would feel that way until things got better. My mind grew hopeful as I pictured Nicole, waiting for me outside of the weights room, smiling at me and saying, "Sorry, squirt. Let's just put this behind us." I would forgive her, we'd hug, she'd push me away yet wink at me, it would be like nothing ever happened. "Adam! Yo, Adam!" A voice calling my name broke me out of my daydream. Pausing mid-step, I turned around to see Blondie, the popular kid from drama class. "Hey!" I replied casually, yet confused, watching him approach me as people walked around us, waiting for him to state his purpose. "I never gave you my name. Dylan Swanson." He held out his fist. I reluctantly bumped it. "Yeah, you tried out for the council too, right?" I asked, then realized it sounded like I was rubbing it in his face that I got in and he didn't. He shrugged. "Real talk, I didn't even wanna. ...
    My brother's on council and wanted me to try out." "Really?" I asked, half with fake interest and half with genuine interest. "Who's that?" "Jeff Swanson, the VP." he replied. I would never have guessed that guy and Dylan were related. While Dylan was a slightly muscular, slightly lean popular-looking kid with blonde hair, Jeff was kind of pudgy, looked and dressed like a nerd, and had brown hair. "I see." I commented, not knowing where the conversation was going. "So what do you need?" "Well, I heard through him what you did with Megan and May..." Of course. A freaking week later and I couldn't even escape it, not even from people who weren't even indirectly related to the event. Cringing on the inside, I prepared for the worst as Dylan finished his sentence. "...And it was totally sick, bro!" He said, holding out his fist again. "Excuse me?!" I asked in disbelief, ignoring his fist. "You, like, totally put May in her place! I think she's frigid anyway. Plus, you're a stone cold playa!" Dylan replied enthusiastically. "Massive respect for that. Especially since, no offense, you were a total nerd a few months ago." "Yeah, things change quickly." I admitted. "Anyway, I totally dig your style, man." He continued. Did people after the '90s even say 'dig' anymore? "I wanna invite you to this party I'm throwing on Friday. You down?" "You're seriously inviting me to a party because I got involved with multiple girls?" I asked him. He looked at me as if it was obvious. "Yeah, man! It ...
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