I look up at him and he smiles as he takes a bite out of his apple. The bell rings and people start to clear the tables leaving the room empty. The custodians come and whip down the tables. I look at him and we get up. All our classmates are going to their classes already. So the halls are pretty empty. He walks me to my class. We get to the bathroom and he nods toward it telling me to go inside. 

We go inside the door closing behind us.  He looks under the stalls and walks over to me and kisses me. It was quick but he made sure it was passionate. “I told you I like how you taste.” He smiled down at me. “Come on, I'll walk you to your class.” 

We walked together till I reached my class. We said bye and I went inside. During my last class period Mathew texted me to tell Marco that I was staying after. He wanted to take me home. I did. Marco offered to stay and I reassured him it would take long. So after the 7th period when everyone was leaving I killed time packing my things slowly and walking to my locker. During my first years of highschool I barely used it. I always just carried everything. 

Now I use it almost after every class. I don’t know why I thought it would look “uncool” if I used my locker. I’m too old to be carrying books, notebooks and folders. Then also the laptop we use in most of our class. I leave stuff I won’t be taking home with me and text Mathew. He texted me to meet at his locker. I didn’t really know where it was other than down the hall from mine. I leave my locker bay and walk to the other one for our grade. It’s probably ten mins now after school has ended. Only staff and students in clubs and sports are here. 

I see him and he walks over. I wait for him and we walk to his truck parked out front. We walk out the front door there’s maybe ten cars in the parking lot still. Most of the staff and athlete's park in the back of the school. We walked to Mathew’s truck parked on the left side of the parking lot close to the football field. Once we get close to the car he takes my backpack and he puts it in the backseat. Once inside he looks over at me and smiles.

“Suck me off.” He insisted.

“No. Someone could see.” I replied. 

“Come on. We haven’t done anything since Saturday!” He exclaimed. “No one will see. My windows are dark and the truck is high. Plus I’ll look out.”

He started to stare at me with those deep blue eyes and that damn smile. I can’t help but gush over him. 

“Fine.” I say mad. Honestly I wanted to though and I went to his lap.” Make sure no one comes.” I demand. 

I undo his pants and pull it out of his front hole in his underwear. He was already hard. I go to work doing what he likes making him feel all the pleasure he loves. 

“Yea”, he moans, ”just like that.” 

He throws his head back and closes his eyes. I come off of his cock. “Hey, don’t close your eyes you're supposed to me looking-“ 

“Shh'' Mathew puts my mouth back on his dick. Mathew opens his eyes and sees some guys coming out of the school towards the parking lot. ”Shit!” 

They wave at Mathew and start walking towards his truck. It was some of the underclassmen from the trampoline place. “Stay down, don't come up, people are coming.” Mathew demanded.

Mathew pulls out his phone struggling to quickly look for one of their names from when he added them. He finds one and calls them.

They continue walking towards the truck. “Yo wha-“ they said.

“What are you doing?” Mathew asked. I was still stuck on his cock because if I came up they might see me.

“Coming to you.” They replied.

“No, don’t I’m busy.” He pleaded. 

“Why…”, they realize, "oh oh shit my bad bro.” They laugh and walk away towards their car. “Mathew my man!!!” One of them screams. Cheering him on. 

“They're gone.” Mathew tells me letting me get off finally. “Stay done still till we leave.”

He starts his truck and drives off. I get up once he leaves the parking lot.” You coming over right?” Mathew asked me. 

“Yeah.” I replied and he grabbed my hand and kissed it.

Once we get to his house we go inside like any other time we would. His mother isn’t home yet and his dad is working in his office so we just go straight to his room. We go inside, he locks his door and we lay on his bed. He turns on the tv and puts on a random movie. 

“So you want to finish me off?” He suggested. 

“Took you long enough to ask.” I laugh. 

I go down on him finishing what I started. As I work on his cock I look up seeing the pleasure on his face. “Fuck no one does it like you.” He moans. “I love the way you suck.”

I finish him off and he cums down my throat. Once I’m done I just lay there laying my head next to it feeling his happy trail on my face.  He starts to play with my hair for a while before grabbing my arm and kissing it. He pulls me up to him and kisses me. 

“Here.” He moves the covers.“ Let's get comfortable.”

We undo his bed, moving the covers off. He takes off his pants that were just on one leg and removes his shirt, throwing it on the floor. I stand up and do the same. I grabbed a hoodie that was on the bed putting it on. I get to the top and he lays over on top of me. 

“Why did you put this on? I want to feel you on me.” I was nervous to tell him I wanted to smell his scent so I froze.“What’s wrong?” He asked me, worried. “I didn’t mean to sound mean.” 

“I just wanted something that smells like you and didn’t want to be weird and smell your hair.” I replied nervously. 

“Why would that be weird? I love how you smell.” He replied, kissing me and moving down so his head was on my chest now.  He makes me feel so comfortable that I don’t feel like I have to hide any part of myself. 

“You can’t watch TV like that.” I whispered. 

“I don’t care.” He puts his arm under my waist making it around my body. 

I start playing with his hair while he lays on me. His eyes are closed and I can see his eyelashes. The movie is almost done now and I think he’s actually sleeping.I could honestly watch him sleep all day. Every little movement he makes. When he takes a deep breath making me think he's going to wake up. I changed the movie and put on a show. 

It was now getting dark, probably around 6 or 7. Even though I love him laying on me he’s honestly really heavy and starting to hurt. I try to move him off me without waking him up. I fail and he moves. 

“What time is it?” He mumbled. 

I reach for his phone on his Nightstand. He has lots of messages from different girls and guys from school. I tried not to read anything to not invade his privacy.

“7:45” I told him. I gave him his phone and it lit up. He sees all the messages he has and opens it and starts to answer people back. 

I sit up and he lays between my legs, his head on my stomach. I think he was trying to let me see who he was texting and what they were talking about but I just focused on the tv. 

“25347” he blurted . 

“What? I asked.

“That’s my password. I just use my face to open it but that’s my password for my phone if you wanted to-“

“Oh no.” I cut him off.” I’ll never go through your phone.” 

“It’s fine I don’t care if you do. I know most people in relationships do.”

“It's just. Not me. I trust you and don’t want to. Did you want to check mine?” I suggested. 

“No. My ex always did it so I asumes you wanted to. I wouldn’t do anything without your permission.” He sits up. “You hungry? I can go get us some food.” He gets up, puts on a sweater and some shorts. 

He brings us some food his mom had ordered and we eat. We spend the rest of the night cuddling and I fall asleep. I wake up and Mathew is playing with his friends. 

“I got this one. Go to the middle, that's where they're all going.” Mathew turns his head fast and goes back to his TV.  I get up, brush my teeth and wash my face. I take a drink of water, walk over to him, kiss his check and say good night. I grabbed my phone checking if I had text. Made sure nothing was important and put it on the night side on my side and went to sleep.