Forbidden Encounters I waited about ten minutes and texted him. I knew Justin liked his ego so I said “god youre so good at fucking. Its crazy” “Maybe its because your dick is so big.” “But its like you've been fucking your whole life.” “Girls are gonna go crazy.” He replied back “ha.” The next day was Friday. When I got on the bus afterschool I tried to act normal. I sat a row across from Justin like usual. “Hey whats up?” He said. “Not much. Hbu.” “nothing.” “What are you up to today?” I asked trying to start a convo to see if he would come over again. “Can't hang out today.” He said and gave me a sideways glance. “Oh yeah me too, I was just making convo.” I lied. “haha yeah I bet.” He said mockingly. I was kind of hurt but more disappointed that we wouldn't be hooking up again today. All I had thought about since the day before was Justin's cock and how good it felt to suck it and then have him fuck me. I knew better than to get into an argument with him considering the events the day before. Any argument was going to end with him calling me gay or a cocksucker. And it was true. He had fucked me and I moaned and squealed like a little girl about his big dick. We sat for the rest of the bus in silence. When it was our stop I said “see ya” and Justin said “yeah later.” That weekend I knew there was no chance Justin would come over or I would go to his house. We never really hung out on the weekeend and our parents would be home anyway. Something about the events had changed something in me. I found myself looking at my ass in the mirror and trying on different clothes. …and then things took a turn
