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XIII

Pretty Mami -Lil Uzi Vert

SYMERE:

TWO WEEKS LATER:

Lithia Springs High School: Mableton, Georgia

"Fuckkkkkkkkkkk Symereeee,"Montero moaned, "how areeeee youuuuu sooooooo goooood at thissssssss?"

I took my lips away from Montero's neck to look up and smile at him. "I told you: can't nobody touch my swag." Montero smiled beautifully, as my lips moved towards, and pushed up against his. I pinned him against the bathroom wall, as I bit his bottom lip making him moan. I took advantage of the moan, and shoved my tongue in, continuing to make out. But to get to that point, some backstory needs to be explained.

After about a week of being pissed at Jordan, I decided to fess up and tell Montero about both how I felt and what Jordan did. He, was incredibly upset at Jordan, and tried everything he could to make me happy. About after a week of being out with Montero, I invited him to join me in the bathroom for a smoke during third block, where we were discussing what was hotter: getting tongue, or head.

As we continued to debate, Montero told me, "Well do you want to find out?" I was confused, and gave a face to signify it. Montero started to move closer to me, while I was leaned against a wall, and as he did, he closed his eyes, and puckered his lips. I realized what was happening, and in a split second decision, decided that I was down to make out with him. After spending more time with him, I'd grown to like him more. I grabbed the back of Montero's head, and pulled him into a kiss, and I loved it. One notable thing: Montero was great at kissing.

This went on for a couple minutes, and while he sorta tasted like weed and smoke, I was too stoned to care. He took his lips off of mine, and that was when I got off of the wall, and pushed Montero against the wall instead. He looked confused, but then began to laugh this cute little giggle that reminded me of Jordan. "Fuck, Symere; don't think of that homophobic piece of shit right now. You're having the time of your life with Monty, enjoy it." I thought to myself. It was then when my lips were brought to his neck, and right by his Adam's apple, I pressed down, and began to suck enough to leave a mark. Montero moaned in pleasure at this.

After that, we moved back to making out, until I heard a noise and flinched. I released my grip on Montero, and began to wonder through the small bathroom, looking for other people. I couldn't find anyone, but I was sure that I had heard a sound just a second ago. I had checked to see if anyone was in the bathroom once we arrived with the weed, and nobody was there then, and nobody had walked in on us, so nobody could be hiding within the bathroom.

"Everything ok 'Mere?" Montero asked in a seductive tone. I looked back at him, with a smile, nodding. He smiled back, his eyes twinkling. I walked back to him, giving another hickey on the side of his neck. Montero pushed me away slightly, and got down on his knees. I was confused, but then he grabbed my dick through my tight jeans, causing me to moan loudly enough for it to echo through the bathroom. I put my hand over my mouth, afraid that someone could've heard. Montero looked up at me with questioning eyes. His eyes could speak a thousand words, much more than any other eyes I'd ever seen; even more than Jordan's.

"Monty," I explained, "not in school, baby." He got a sad look, and stood back up, "When then?" I shrugged my shoulders, not planning that this would've happened.

"Ok then, I'll see you later then, papi." Montero said in the same suggestive tone. I gave him a good-bye kiss on the lips, before exiting the bathroom with him, and going our separate ways; Montero in one direction, myself and my cannabis in the other.