His at Last, Part 3
By: Steven & Stephanie

I arrived at school with the Stolz twins the day after the concert. I had spent the night at their house with my parent’s permission, but only Jacob and I know why I look so tired.

Right before we got into school, I leaned close to Jacob and whispered in his ear, “are you going to be able to stand a whole day without kissing me or holding me?” I nibbled his ear as I pulled away, and could tell he was straining to control himself.

“Not if you keep pulling those cheap tricks.” He smiled and licked his lips, as if to taste the actions of last night. “But you might not be able to last either.”

He had a point.

We got through the door, and I pulled him out of the hallway, into the alcove before the copy room. The kiss was deep and passionate, and lasted a few minutes.

When I finally pulled away, I was full of warmth and longing. “That should be enough for a while, but I might have to steal some feels in the halls,” I reached behind him and ran my hands over his ass. “After all, I do love the feel of you.”

When I got to my usual spot, most of my friends were already there. “Why weren’t you on the bus today?” accused Heather.

I remembered what I had been doing at the time the bus picked her up, and smiled warmly. “I was busy at your boyfriend’s house, so they offered to give me a ride.” Our friend Kady turned around in her chair.

“Did you…Does that idiotic grin mean what I think it does?”

I widened the “idiotic grin.” “That all depends on what you’re thinking.” At that moment, Mary walked over and glomped me.

“Did you sleep at all last night?” she said after she let go.

I thought about it. “Probably an hour, hour and a half.” I winked, “can you blame me?”

“Oh my god” was again all she said for a while, and then the bell rang.

“See you later Mary,” I said as I hugged her goodbye, and headed off to the first period of the longest day of my life.

Weights, a class full of idiots. It was the same time as Jacob’s weight class though, so I could stand it. What was difficult was that his workout clothing was an old track jersey, and running shorts a little looser than spandex.

Class was almost over, so I asked to be excused early to take a shower. I walked down to the locker rooms, changed out of my workout clothes, and wrapped myself in a towel. I’d just gotten into a shower stall when I heard someone else enter the locker room. Crap, was my first thought. It’s not like they’re going to open the stall I reminded myself next.
But as luck would have it, they came right for my stall and opened the door. Right as I was about to shove them out of the stall screaming, a very familiar hand clamped over my mouth.

“You should lock the stall door when you shower at school, you don’t know who might molest you,” said Jacob as he closed and locked the door behind him.

I grabbed his towel, all he had on, and pulled him into a kiss. “Your workout clothes pushed me over the edge, what’s your reason?”

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