Aengos

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The sun was shining, all you could hear was laughter and people talking. There he was, in the middle of the field, running. Sweat glistened off his naked upper body. His hand going through his dark blond hair, his beautiful smile, showing his white teeth. The sun made his green eyes glow. He looked happy, almost as if he didn’t have a care in the world. It was almost like he was sending a look my way, without really looking. My heart was racing, and my mind was convincing myself that we had made eye contact.

Maceo Anderson, high school dream hunk. Captain of the football team. Every girl’s dream. Well, to be honest, while he was working out, he was every girl’s wet dream, and he knew it.

Every girl wanted to be with him, and every guy wanted to be like him, and he knew it, loving every second of the attention. All eyes were fixated on his every move. Even me, biting my lower lip. Rumors had it, that he was quite the stud and was getting into all kinds of sexcapede.

Even my best friend Callie, wanted to be, as she put it so delicately, “pounded until she couldn’t stand anymore”, by Maceo the demigod. Besides, someone as beautiful and hot as him, wouldn’t want someone like me. My mother always pointed out that I was on the heavier side and needed to watch what I was eating. And I always tried to do as I was told, but this was a problem of mine. Whenever I went into a store or the cafeteria, the sweets would call out to me, and I didn’t want to buy them, although suddenly I had purchased them and the I felt bad for not having any self-control, so… I ate the sweets. It didn’t make much sense, but in the moment, it made sense to me.

Callie, on the other hand, was beautiful, totally Maceo’s type. She was a blonde with a tiny waist, big boobs and wide hips. She had the perfect hourglass figure and looked good in anything. Callie and Maceo would talk to each other in the cafeteria and on their way to class. When I looked at them, I saw the perfect couple, but whenever I would ask her what they were talking about or if they were talking about going on a date, she wouldn’t answer me. All she would tell me was, that Maceo was taking his time with her, because he knew that she was a virgin. I know what you are thinking, and the answer is yes, she was beautiful and f*****g pure. I, on the other hand, wasn’t pure, my virginity was taken by some random guy at a party. Didn’t care to know his name and I didn’t want to know it, because this virgin thing was hanging over me and feeling like a weight, it seemed overrated, although I was a little sad that Callie never asked me how it felt, she was the only person that I wanted to tell, and she didn’t ask me any question, all she did was keep talking about Maceo and how she wanted him to be her first. In my opinion, girls who kept their legs closed only did it, so they could brag about it. Callie was one of those girls. Whenever she could, she would start a sentence with “As the only one of us that hasn’t had s*x…” and then say something that had nothing to do with the subject. I rarely spoke to anyone, except Callie. There wasn’t really anybody else that wanted to talk to me. Callie did talk, but she didn’t listen. I didn’t talk much about myself, always listened to what she had to say. She liked it that way.

The school bell rang, and we made our way over to the locker rooms by the gym. Today we had to run track, I may be on the heavier side, but I am good at running, or rather at any physical activity. I was wearing red shorts and a white t-shirt, which both were too tight for my liking, but our perverted coach wanted us to wear this. “Start running and when the bell rings you’re done” The words came from our perverted coach, looking at his face, we didn’t see a mime. “uugh” Callie groaned. “Come on let’s go” I told her, and we started running. Callie liked to talk while we were running, she said it made time go faster and the running seem less excruciating. We were discussing the next essay assignment we had for English class. “Did you pick a topic yet?” Callie asked behind me. I turned my head to answer her, but before I could speak, I bumped into someone, making me collapse onto the ground and fall on my behind. “I’m sorr…” There he was. Offering me his hand, smiling, looking down at me, the sun made him look like a true demigod, and all I could think about was how this would be the angle every girl would seen him in, when they were blowing him off and making him moan. I swallowed hard. “I didn’t see you there, are you okay?” He said, while he took my hand, and in one swift motion I was back upon my feet.