Mr. Jackman

Chapter One

Note from the author!!

Before starting this story, I just wanted to thank all of the horny babes on tiktok that supported me and waited to see if this could reach their expectations (I hope it does).

Also, I've started this story the 8th of August, publishing it the 9th, and already working on the second chapter! So thank you all for your patience 🙏

This is for y'all, hope you like it and don't mind the time it will take to uptade (adult life is tough you guys) and don't mind some grammar mistakes either, English isn't my first language but I'm doing my best to write things correctly and in the most professional way possible🫶

Now let's begin with what you've came for....🔥

Chapter One

I don't wanna go to class today.

I can't bring myself to go anymore.

I just can't, I won't.

Because of him.

As I'm still laid down on my bed after waking up to my 7 a.m alarm, being 20 whole minutes here just thinking and deciding if i should go or not to class today, I decided that this is enough.

I can't keep up with this "crush" anymore.

It's not normal.

At first I thought it was just a silly little crush, the same as the ones we usually had in high school, those were one usually would've gotten obsessed with the other for a while but then they would wear off with the time.
But it's not happening.

Weeks have gone by, and the only thing that's changing is that it's getting worse, stronger, and deeper day by day.

And it's terrifying.

For the last 3 months, I've been constantly thinking of him, catching myself giving way to many glances at him in class and the hallways, in additition to that, in the worst days of my obsession - as i like to call it - I stalked him.

Not in the weird, creepy way I must say, but I did found his Facebook profile a couple weeks ago, and since then I've been going through all his pictures regularly.
As if I didn't look at him way too much in class to remember his face by heart.

Or his arms. Or his back.

When I first met him, I thought that he was indeed pretty handsome, and it would have ended there.

Then he started talking, and making us know him, his personality, humour, and the perspective of the world from his eyes.
And then everything went downhill.

It wasn't just physical attraction, although I gotta admit that he has as many points in his appearance as in his personality.

He's just so, breathtaking.
He's so tall, handsome, big, muscular, enormous. He is so manly.
His arms, hands, back and shoulders could definitely be model material on their own. And his face, oh his face-

His face might've been sculptured by Michelangelo himself, because it's done with lots of work, dedication, and perfection. His smile could replace the sun by the brightness that shines at every big smile he gives us the pleasure to witness.
And his eyes, his gaze is like a hunter eyeing for their prey, waiting for the perfect moment to attack, so he watches closely, almost like he knows what you're thinking and what your next movements are gonna be, but probably he doesn't even know that he does that, or how hot it is.
And let's not forget the fact that he's way older than me, which, unfortunately, turns me on even more...