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"Score!" Jensen yelled as he saw his paper. "Fuck yeah!" He started to punch air. 

I snatched the paper from him and looked to myself. "Wow. . . Seventy-five percent." I said sarcastically. 

"Well. Whacha get?!" 

"Ninety-five." I showed it to him. I wasn't overjoyed because I always get this grade. 

"That's really good!"

"Yeah." I wish I was a bubbly person, but I'm not.

"You should be more happy." He said with a puppy face. 

"I am. But I ranked eleventh out of all the students that took it. Didn't even make it to the top five. I blame you."

"I. . . I didn't mean too." He tried to give me a hug. 

"We are in public!"

"What? Straight people can do it in public so can we." He kept talking loud, as a loud mouth is naturally is. 

"If you shut up now, I'll kiss you. But we gotta do it in the bathroom." I whispered. 

"Good enough for me." He grabbed my wrist and led me to the bathroom. 

He made sure that no one was in there and we went into an handicapped stall. I already knew he was the rough handling type as he always bit my lip. 

He grabbed my ass and kept squeezing it like a stress ball. "Stop." I told him. 

"What? You said if I shut up I can kiss you."

"I know your intentions. You are going to try to convince me to have sex in here."

"I know. But somehow I always do. Now let's do it." He was bouncing on his tippy toes.

"This one is a defiant no. Don't want to get suspended. . . Or worse expelled!"

"My apartment?"

"No."

"Yours?"

I thought about it. I don't like people going there. My clean house, and my sloppy new boyfriend. Sheez, not a good combination. But he never went to my apartment and I've always go to his. And that's not fair. "Okay."

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"Don't touch anything! Just go in my room." I told Jensen. My apartment was clean and I didn't want to make it dirty. 

"Okay okay. Jeez. . . Even your bedroom is clean!"

"Of course I'm not a slob. . . So are we gonna do this or not?"

He grabbed my waist. "My dick has been waiting. . . Of course we are." He pulled me close and kissed me. 

We slowly got into the bed as we were kissing, and he started to go up my shirt. Even tho we had only done it once, he's already found my sweet spots. 

Our clothes were fully off at the point where he stopped kissing me. "Turn around and lift your ass." He commanded me. 

"I don't like that position." I told him. 

"You don't need to suck me, I'm already hard. Now come on! I love that way!" 

I felt like my manly hood went away as I did what Jensen begged me to do. 

"Um, I don't suppose you have any lube do you?" He asked. 

"No. Just do it with out. Come on It's embarrassing enough." I said angrily. 

He tried to put it in many times. When I got tired of it I told him to lay down and let me be on top. We haven't tried this one yet, but It's easier to get it in this way. 

"I like this way. We should do this more often." Jensen smiled. 

I didn't respond and let him inside me. "It hurts." I told him 'bout to take it out. 

"Hold on hold on." He flipped me over. "There."

"Still hurts!"

"Just wait okay. It's going to feel better soon." He started to move, and it hurt every time. I thought both parties were suppose to feel good. . . Apparently Jensen didn't get the message. 

My voice let out a nasty sound in response to what I was feeling. I grabbed Jensen's head and kept kissing him over and over again to try to mask it. 

After awhile it felt really good. My body relaxed and I let go of his head. My arms on both sides of my body, unable to move. 

"You okay?" He said joking. 

"Shu-. . . Wait! Ahh!!!"

"Awe. You finished before me."

I caught my breath. "Shut up and take it out."

"But I'm not done."

"Don't care." I took it out myself and got underneath the cover. 

"Jean. . . This is still up." He pointed down. 

"What you want me to do with it?!"

"Suck it. I don't know."

I motioned him to me. "Only my hand." I told him. 

"That's good with me."

I grabbed it and started to pump. And didn't stop until he finished. 

"Come on! My bed!"

"If you would've used your mouth it wouldn't have got on the bed." 

"I would kill you, but my cover is worth more than your stupid life."

"Damn that was cold. 

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"You're walking funny again." My friend said to me. We were in class and the professor was running late. Maybe he was in a meeting?

"Okay?" I sat down in the middle on the outside. 

"I'm just saying. Maybe you should see a doctor."

"I'm fine I promise."

"What make you sure?" He kept pestering. 

"Because I know what caused me to walk like this." I said forcefully. 

"Damn. You in a bad mood."

"Hey Jean." Jensen came up to me. 

I looked at him in surprise. "What are you doing here? This isn't your class, go to yours!"

"Hey hey hey. Don't be like that. I just wanted to see you." He smiled and tried to give me a hug. I dodged it and stared at him angrily. 

"What is going on?" My friend asked. "This atmosphere is really weird."

"Yeah. Yeah it is." I agreed. "Go to your class Jensen. 

"Alright alright. See you in the lunch center." Jensen told me. He walked out while saying hi to a few people. 

"The hell was that?" My friend asked. "I don't think you should hand out with him no more, I think he's gay."

I like Jensen, but public interaction, I don't think so. In this college, people really don't appreciate gays that much. Well I don't think anywhere in this town really appreciates it. "Yeah. . . I'm still going to hang out with him."

"Why? You gay too?"

"Why you acting like this?!"

"We are both smart here. Sometimes you walk like you got a dick up your ass. And when that happens Jensen acts more "lovey dovey" with you. I'm not slow." 

Bitch ass. "So what? You going to stop being my friend?"

"Don't really feel comfortable with you anymore."

My friend since high school. Acting like a total jackass. Why would I try to hit on him? Bet he is still a virgin. "So why you still near me?"

"I didn't say I wouldn't be your friend. But, I don't feel right being near you."

The hell is the professor?! You know what?! I'm leaving. 

"Where are you going?"

"Non of your damn business." I stormed out of the class and texted Jensen to get his ass out of class. 

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"What took you so damn long?!" I yelled. 

"I needed the information. Big test coming up and I need your help on it. Now what's wrong?"

"My friend found out that's what!"

"Okay. Calm down It's okay. Did he not want to be your friend no more?"

"I don't know!" I started to tear up from the frustration. "My head hurts!"

We were outside and people from third period was coming into the college. I think Jensen wanted to hug me but he knew what I thought about public things. 

"It's okay. Want to come over to my house?" He suggested. And before I could respond he was leading me to his car. 

While we were heading over there I finally calmed down. "I feel better now." I told him. 

"Phew. I was worrying about you. Why did that affect you so badly?" He held onto my hand. 

I looked down at our hands locked together. "I don't like getting on people's bad side I guess. I know it happens anyway because of the way I act. But not in a reason for being gay tho. I like you I do, but I don't want people to look at us in disgust."

"Who cares what other people think? We hot. We can get by." He looked at me. 

I tried not to smile but I didn't anyways. "You are ridiculous."

"I cheered you up didn't I?"

"Of course you did." I laid my head on his shoulder. 

"Wanna have sex?"

"No!" I smiled. "My ass still hurts."

"Yeah, I could tell by your walking." 

"Oh my god!" I hit him on the arm. 

"What? I love when you do that, it can tell that I did a good job."

I sat up and looked out the window. "You did do a good job."

"Wait what?! Look at me and say that!" He said overjoyed. 

"I'm not going to repeat myself." I said to him embarrassed. 

"I'll get it out of you again some how."

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WELL I GOTTA GO!!!!!

BYE!!!!!! 

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