Fuck Me?

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Fuck me?

8:00 pm tonight underneath the bleachers

His hand adjusts his cock after he reads the note stuffed in his locker. He looks around. Confused. Curious. He doesn’t see me … no one ever does.

8:00 pm…

As I wait, fear creeps in. Am I ready to fuck? Will it change anything?

“You?” he says, mouth gaping.

“Do you know me?”

“Of course, but you’re so quiet.”

“So, do you wanna fuck?” I anxiously whisper.

Awkward silence.

“No. I wanna kiss you instead.”

Someone finally sees me. Smiling, I feel a boy’s lips on mine for the first time.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Published 5 years ago

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