1. The Next Year - Chapter 1 - Big Rooster on Campus


    Date: 10/24/2017, Categories: Oral Sex, Author: HeatherHeathen, Rating: 14, Source: LushStories

    It had been nearly a year since my neighbor moved away, and I hadn’t met anyone that interested me the way he did. Thanks to his best friend Drew I spent nearly three quarters of the school year being called “Toilet Tits” and “Cheek Spreader Heather”. If guys didn’t mock me, they tried to get in my pants with all the subtly of brick to the face. Eventually Drew was suspended for having illicit materials on school campus, and his parents put him on home studies. After that the nicknames and crude gestures died off. I thanked the gods, for it was only a month later that Vincent was enrolled. Vincent was a tall raven haired smart ass (Yes, I have a type). He played basketball and ran track, but hung out with outcast crowd. I knew I liked him the first time I saw him. He spent a lot of time in the Principal’s office, but never seemed to get in trouble. He constantly proved the teachers wrong, and as much as it pissed them off, the Principal couldn’t do anything about it. The time that amused me the most was in our Spanish class. Vincent was passed out cold on his desk when our teacher slapped her yard stick on the end of his desk and demanded that he give a sentence of his own choosing, in Spanish. “Mi gallo es enorme,” Vincent said without missing a beat. “ Dios mío , vaya a la oficina del director ahora!” the Teacher yelled pointing to the door. (Translation: My god, go to the Principal’s office now!) “What did he say?” Trina asked, leaning towards me. “He said his cock is ...
    huge,” I replied in a low voice, causing Trina to giggle. “Heather, you can go to the office too!” the Teacher yelled clearly frustrated. Vincent and I walked to the office, laughing the whole way. He stepped out in front of me and opened the door motioning for me to enter. I smiled at him as I walked by. As the door closed behind us the principal’s assistant directed us to sit down in the chairs out front of the Principal’s door. We sat there in silence and tried desperately to hold back the laughter, which increased in difficulty every time we made eye contact. “You two get in my office now!” the Principal demanded sternly, stepping out of his office. “Yes sir!” Vincent said, saluting the Principal as he passed by him. The principal sat down behind his desk and glared at us as we settled into the seats on the other side of his desk. I sat there, trying not to make eye contact with the Principal. Not Vincent, though, he was engaged in a long staring contest. “So explain to me exactly what happened in class with Mrs. Trujillo,” the Principal, said breaking the silence. “Mrs. Trujillo asked me to say a sentence in Spanish, I did, and she sent me here,” Vincent said. “Your sentence was inappropriate,” the Principal replied. “How so?” Vincent asked. “You know exactly how,” the Principal said, looking annoyed. “I need to you to explain to me exactly how having a huge rooster is inappropriate. Is discussing large poultry against the rules at this school?” Vincent asked with a straight ...
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