Note: All characters in this story are of legal age. All of the characters are well over eighteen years of age.
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It had been a week since Malaya had literally fucked my brains out and I was still suffering the effects. I'd damn near made it a habit of using an ice pack to soothe my aching balls and wondered if she'd left me sterile after our encounter. I thought about John afterwards and was genuinely remorseful that I'd lusted for his girlfriend. Fate has a way of giving you what you want if only to teach one an abstract lesson about life. Malaya still haunted my dreams and sometimes I was motivated to masturbate in order to get a good night's sleep. I couldn't get over how beautiful she actually was and wondered if the whole "nerd persona" was some sort of disguise that she used for reasons unknown. I hated even thinking about her sometimes because of how hard my cock would get and resolved to stay away from her completely.
The day after I'd been sexually "punked" by Malaya, Angela had walked into the cafeteria while I'd been eating with some of the other members of the baseball team and poured a carton of milk over my head for standing her up. It was the last time I'd seen Malaya through a crowd of onlookers. She was staring at me with this blank expression while her boyfriend laughed at my predicament along with everybody else. Later that day after school Angela had apologized after arguing with me for a good thirty minutes. I can't really say that it was much of an argument as I tended to just sit and brood while she went through her manic drama waving her bony arms around. Somehow Angela decided that we "made up" and I'm ashamed to say that I ended up pounding her into the back seat of my car or "making love" as this clueless twit called it.
Angela had what was known as a model's body being long and lean with barely there tits and she was easy to please. I usually made her lay face down mounting her from behind while she had her legs closed. She never complained and as far as I was concerned; I was just taking what was there for the offering. We had an understanding that we were as you say "Friends with Benefits".
"Hello stranger, been awhile since we hung out." I was annoyed and a little anxious when John approached me in the cafeteria. I'd been doing my honest best to stay away from him as long as he was dating Malaya and this didn't bode well for me at all.
"Been kind of busy with life and shit."
"Darren; we're still friends aren't we? I was just wondering how you're doing but if you want to be left alone; so be it bro." He couldn't have known how much off a douche he sounded like and I was in no mood to enlighten him. John had let his hair grow out a little and I noticed a piercing in one of his ears. It really didn't make him look all that different. He still looked like some middle aged guy trying to recapture his youth and that was a shame considering John was only eighteen years old.
"We're cool man; coach has been coming down really hard on me for not focusing lately." Lying came so easy these days even though I didn't actually know why I continued being false with my buddy. Malaya never seemed to care whether or not I'd tell John.
"Are you sure that's the reason I haven't seen you as of late?" he'd pulled a chair out and propped one foot up on it leaning forward with a slight smile on his face. He seemed so confident and cock sure of himself that I was tempted to get up and paste him one across the lips for good measure.
"What are you getting at?"
"Malaya told me Darren; she told me about the whole thing bro." My heart leaped into my throat with a little vomit and I struggled to choke them both back down.
"WHAT?!!" I tensed expecting a fight of some sort and was surprised when John started laughing.
"Yeah she said you two had a fight because she was pushing you too hard during your tutoring sessions. Malaya can be a little intense sometimes Darren and I'm sure she didn't mean anything by it bro." I just shrugged my shoulders knowing that somewhere my "Mistress" was having a good laugh at my expense. I didn't have long to wait as she suddenly appeared carrying a basket which she sat down on the table and hugged me.
"Hey Darren; I hope we can be friends and put the "little situation" behind us okay?" Before I could react she gave me a deep hug and flicked the inside of my ear with her tongue while obscured from John's view.
"Uh it's okay guys REALLY; I've got to be going to a uh, meeting with coach." I had this weird kind of sensation that pooled in the corner of my eyes as I stared at Malaya looking beyond her thick horn-rimmed glasses and seeing the wild creature that lurked behind them.
"You're not going to have lunch with us?" She actually sounded disappointed.
"Sorry, I've really got to keep that appointment with coach; nothing personal guys." I don't know if I sounded convincing but I just wanted to put some distance between me and Malaya because just looking at her made my dick as hard as a steel bar.
"Bro, she made all this food and you're just gonna walk away?" John sounded angry and looked it as she began unpacking the contents of her basket.
"Relax baby; Darren didn't know that we were going to spring this upon him and you should understand that." He seemed to calm down as she put reassuring hand on his shoulder.
"Sorry man." They began making out and I found myself watching tentatively as his big hairy mitts seemed to instinctively cup the cheeks of her bubble butt.
"Yeah whatever; don't you have a meeting with coach to attend?" I nodded and began shuffling off when Malaya quickly ran up behind snagging my wrist in her grasp.
"Here Darren; have something sweet to eat." She held a rather large chocolate chip cookie in her hand wrapped in a napkin and I was reluctant to take it. She made a pouty face and dug her nails into my wrist. The sudden and sharp pain made me wince.
