I wake up to sun rays hitting my face, making me squint my eyes shut. I trudged to the bathroom like a zombie, used the toilet, and changed my clothes into some something that smelled good. I washed my face in the sink. I look at myself in the mirror with bags underneath my eyes and say to myself, "Good morning, Matthew,

I live alone,in my sad little apartment with two cats ching and ming, I also have a sister little who takes care of my grandma that has terrible memorie she also thinks that I always thinks that I have a girlfriend. Little does she know that I'm gay and single

I walk out of the house and head to my school that's twenty minutes away from my house(I'm a slow walker, so I try to get out of the house early). I take a left turn and go into a café, then order some coffee with two pumps of sugar.

I walk up to the school gate with some d*icksucker greeting me

"Your late Matthew," said Victoria with her high ponytail and her arms crossed

" I don't give a f*uck," I said, walking off while sipping my coffee.

I head into class with all eyes on me. I wondered why for a second, but then I realized that. I walked in with an all black hodie that has a huge stain on it and jeans on looking like im ready for a funeral (or im the one you're holding the funeral for). I still have bags underneath my eyes. I'm holding my school books because I'm too broke to get a backpack and also holding coffee in my hand.

"You're going to be marked tardy again," Victoria says while swishing her blonde hair everywhere. And sitting in her seat in front row, leaving me in front of the class.

Trust me, I would love to throw hot coffee on her and hear her scream to death. But unfortunately, I'm jacka*ss broke, and this is the only affordable school near me, plus she's a rich daddy's girl. The most popular girl in school and dating the star track runner of the school

I get in my seat, which is in the back and last row in a corner next to a glass window. Don't get me wrong, I would like school, but if i didn't go with a certain snotty nose rich girl, then maybe I would like to come to school

The bell rings kids barged out of the classroom to get to lunch. The lunch isn't even that good, and then again, I still f*uck that sh*it up like I never ate before.

I go into the lunch room and see the usual lunch tables. The popular table, cringe table, furry table, and then you have my table, the outcast table.

"Matthew!!!" A short chubby girl with pink hair jumps on my back.

"Karla d*amn it, that hurts!"

And it did hurt she has huge breasts. And I'm not saying it because I like it or anything. I'm just stating a fact, plus her shirts never fit her. She's a nice girl, though, with high energy, she has a squeaky, high toned voice. She lives with her two older brothers and dad. I would go to her house to hang out with her, but I'm afraid of getting beat up.

"Hurry and go get lunch, so we can eat together," she said while pushing me to the lunch line

"Fine, now stop pushing me." I say that because she is strong as hell. Maybe that's why people don't hang out with us because they're scared.

As I'm walking to the lunch line, I see people pointing at me from the corner of my eye. I'm clearly not the most liked kid in this school. I have no idea why, though.

BAM

There I go, lost in thought, walking into someone bumping into them. Making both of us fall to the floor. Him on the floor me on top of him only a breath away from eachother I look up to apologize and when I look up to see who it is that I bummped into I could l literally die.

"i-im sorry," I quickly say before anyone saw us on the floor. But it was too late. People were pulling out their phones, hoping for a fight.

"Get off of him," Victoria called with a squeal and pushed me off of him, making me fall on my a*ss.

"Eric, are you ok?" Victoria said while brushing his hair from his eyes.

"yea, I'm fine, Bae." Eric said with his sexy deep voice.

Of course, I had to bump into him. That's Eric short for Ericsson, and that just so happens to be the track star. He has white short hair, blue eyes, pink lips, and, of course, a nice body.

Karla helps me up without a struggle.

"Thanks, Karla," I say while rubbing my butt that still hurts from when Victoria pushed me.

"No problem and sorry you didn't get to eat your lunch," Karla said

"You're only sorry because you didn't get to eat it," I say while looking at her crazy

"Maybe," Karla says with a smile

The bell rings, and everyone heads to class like none of that just happened.

We all go PE class, and we go into the changing rooms. And all I see is gross and smelly boys trying to sneak a peak of the girls' changing room through an old tiny hole that has spiders in it. And talking about each other's di*ck size. Which, I think, is really disturbing.

We all go outside to play dodgeball, and of course, I got picked last. While playing dodgeball, I took no interest in it. Actually, I hated it, every d*amn bit of it. I absolutely dreaded PE, but that's only because I get bullied ten times worse.

Karla, on the other hand, was doing just fine, and she's always happy-go-lucky. I just feel bad because we have pervs in our class looking at her play jump rope.

I go to the bleachers and look around when something caught my eye. Everything slowed down around me, and all I heard was mumbling screaming, and all I could see was him. The next thing I knew, I was drooling. Eric lifted his shirt to wipe off his forehead sweat. His sexy body showing his six-pack like it was calling for me his pink nip*ples slightly showing the and the sun rays beaming off of every touch of his body. His white hair is simmering in the sunlight with sweat drops dripping down. His blue pants are coming down to an angle off his hip, showing the hair below his stomach.

"MATTHEW!!" Karla yelled in my ear, making my head ring and bringing me out of la-la land.

"What?" I look at her crazy for getting me out of my fantasy

"I called you like a million times," Karla says with her hands on her hips

"Well, what for?" I look at her cluelessly like she just said a math problem.

Karla blushed and pointed at my pants. I look down, and I expected a stain on my pants. but quite the opposite. I had a erection bulking out of my pants.

I hurry and cover the erection in my pants. I can tell that I'm a blushing mess right now. My d*ick rubbing against my underwear because of the pressure I'm putting on it. Making me shiver and a slight m*oan comes out.

"Do you want me to get the coach?" Karla asks in a worried tone. Why is she so scared I need to ask her later.

"I'm just going to the bathroom." I get up to go to the bathroom. I'm in the bathroom looking to see if anyone is in side the stall. Lucky for me, no one was in the bathroom.

So I headed into a stall and started touching my hard light pink nip*ples and I start m*asturbing my twiching d*ick. I imagine him pining me on a bed and forcefully kissing me. And him pinching my nip*ples making them sore and red. He puts his **** up against mine and grinds me ~f~faster Eric~ I say out loud.

I can feel my a*sshole twitching and dripping wet. Prec*um dripping from my fingers I put two fingers I'm my a*sshole and start thr*usting the fingers in and out. I can feel my legs giving up, I think about his abs and MMMMHHH!!!!

I flop on the toilet and look at my c*um dripping from the side of the wall and from my fingers. My nip*ples hurt and sore because of how much I pinched them. I wash my hands, clean up my c*um, and hurry up out the bathroom.

I head out to see Karla by the bathroom. Eating a big juicy hot dog.

"Why are you eating a hot dog by the bathrooms?" I say, raising my eyebrows.

"I'm stress eating ok." she says with a pout.

"And why are you stressed out?" I say, looking at the hot dog that was actually a sausage.

"My brothers told me that if you hold your c*um for a long time, you can blow up." Karla looks at me with tears in her eyes.

"D-dont cry," I say, trying to comfort her. When Karla starts to cry, there's no stopping her. Why would her brothers tell her that crazy nonsense.

"Y-you didn't come out the bathroom for a long time," Karla looks at me up and down but mostly looks at my di*ck

"Can you please stop looking at my d*ick it's making me uncomfortable" I say while covering the middle of my pants

"I-i thought you were going to die, Matthew." Karla says while crying her eyes out and her voice cracking. And she's crying in my black hoodie, getting snot all over it.

"Gosh, you're such a kid," I say, patting her head. "Im not going to die you crazy girl,"

Karla takes a big sniff of snot back in her nose. "Can we go home together?" she looks up at me with her big pink bug eyes.

"Yea, let's go home, pinky."