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After Class (Juston and Heart Summers)

Juston

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Nov 10, 2010
Corey Newman didn't usually hang around after school, that just wasn't his style. When everyone else was leaving, he was already down the street with a beer. He knew that he wasn't destined for greatness through academic studies so he thought his time in school should be spent having fun and making a name for himself. All that stuff about bullies being soft at heart? Bullshit. Corey didn't care about these people around him and that's why he'd turned into what he was now: A guy on the fast-track to nowhere. And he couldn't have been happier with that if he were honest with himself. But what he loved most about his time in school was that people did exactly what he told them to do, exactly when he told them to do it.

Corey had grown into a big kid and then into a huge teenager. People had always cowered before him because he had quicky grown a reputation for not taking no for an answer. He started small as every bully did: Taking lunch money, swearing at the teachers and so forth, but as time went on he discovered that through the use of force he get his way with pretty much everything. And so he did, every day. It wasn't that he'd had a bad life either, which made it so much better for him. His parents were loaded and he'd been raised with the morals and values of any other decent kid. He was just a bad apple who had climbed the tree of popularity and dived off into a pool of booze. Oh, he loved to drink, he'd even had a few at lunch on this particular day.

It was a Wednesday afternoon and Corey was wandering the halls late for the only reason that he'd left his keys in his classroom, probably a result of the drink. He strutted his way down the corridor, despite there being no one around to see, and took a run to kick a radiator for no reason, satistied at the clang of metal on metal. He found it far easier to intimidate people with steel-capped work boots on his feet. He fished around in the pockets of his baggy jeans for his smokes but came out with only an empty packet. "Fuck it" he growled in a husky voice. He threw the pack on the floor and spat after it as he carried on his way to the staircase. The school was basically deserted and he had no idea if his teacher would even be on the grounds let alone in the classroom, but if that was the case then he'd just break in. He ran up the first flight of stairs and vaulted the banister to the next flight, revealing thick, lean muscles beneath his tight, white T-shirt. He spent about half his time in school at the gym working out. Even bullies could be vain.
 
Jessica Smith was just as stubborn as she was spoiled, nothing got in her way and no one questioned what she said. Since she was young Jessica, or Jess depending on who you were, had been given a silver spoon. The only thing that she'd ever had to work for was to fight off her "fan club" that followed her about the school. Jess didn't mind though, in all truth she loved the lime light. Seeking the approval of others through her looks and talents. With her allowance being more than most parents checks a week she had all that money could buy. From clothes to accessories Jessica was set for a life of only happiness and fun.

There wasn't a thing that could bring her bubbly attitude and pearly white smile, except maybe her math grade. Math to Jessica was her biggest down fall, it wasn't because she was dumb. Or that she didn't pay attention in class, it was simply because Mr.Derk hated her father. At least that's what she liked to believe was the problem, she could recall her math meeting a year ago. One incident that she liked to forget seeing how she nearly failed that year because of it. Jessica tried to reason with the man, but all he said was that she needed to try harder and come in for help. Easier said than done for a popular student like herself.

So once again here she was on a Wednesday after school, her pencil moving swiftly over at test that she had yet to finish. Glancing to the clock her chocolate eyes frowned at the time. "I should be out of this hell hole by now," she whispered to no one. Glancing around she let her dark hair fall over her slender shoulders. Her gaze reaching the window, seeing the bright sun spilling through the glass. Mr.Derk had left twenty minutes ago, stating set her test on his desk when she'd finished. Huffing her full breast pushed against her desk, her paper moving slightly while she lowered her head again. The sooner she got out of here the sooner she could go for her run and spa appointment.
 
Corey walked down the hall way of the second floor, pointing to each door as he went, couting them off. They were numbered so there was no need, but he was bored and every third door got a kick. When he reached Mr. Derk's room, it just happened to fall on one of those special doors and he gave it a hard kick, making it shudder in it's frame. He hoped that Mr. Derk was right behind the door and had scared out of his skin, but when he pushed down the door handle and peered round the door with a mischievous grin planted on his heavy set jaw he saw only a girl sat at a desk. And not just any girl, it was Jessica Smith. One of the most popular girls in the school and she was sat here doing extra work after class. What a sucker.

He pushed open the door with some force and let it bounce off the wall as he strolled in. "Well, well, well. Jessica Smith, this really is a surprise!" He grinned at the thought of her having to miss out on all her regular activities to sit here in a classroom alone. He jumped up and sat on the desk at the front of the classroom, propping one leg up on the edge, and leant back to open the drawer. It was locked, but he could manage that easily enough. He grabbed the handle and rested one hand against the desk and in one smooth pull he broke the lock and pulled open the drawer. As it happened, there were no keys in there, he must have left them in the canteen. "Fuck" he said simply. He'd had to walk all the way back here and the damned keys were nowhere to be seen. Well, he wasn't leaving without gaining something today, maybe he'd cause a bit of torment with lil miss perfect. "So what are you doing here?" he asked. "Knobbing Mr. Derk for extra credit?" His voice was gruff, but sharp and just a little slurred.
 
The sound of the doors rattled and moans cause Jessica to jump in her seat, her hand scratching over the page leaving a heavy black mark. Gripping her pencil tight like a weapon she gazed wide eyed to see who was coming. When she saw Corey she gave a little sigh, one that signaled that she was glad she wasn't going to die, but at the same time she wasn't happy. Looking back to her paper she grumbled in annoyance while rubbing away the mark. Her arm tightening to show her small muscle, her hair falling once again in her face. Her breast moving from side to side from her actions, once the mark was dull enough she blew the shavings. Clearing her desk of the rubber setting her pencil back down to complete her test.

She didn't like Corey very much, she didn't know him well enough to judge, but from what she'd heard he was no good. She could recall a time when her father had been talking about him, complaining that he should be kicked out of school if he didn't have ties to stay. Of course she agreed with him, he was her father and the smartest man she knew. "Work." she gave him the cold bit of her words. Jess had given only a handful of people her icy side and Corey was to be one of them. "What are you doing here?" she asked. Jessica wasn't sure if she really cared, she just wanted to end the conversation as quickly as possible so he'd leave.
 
Corey, having found no keys, started rummaging through the drawer but found nothing worth claiming. Teachers were useless to steal from, they never had anything worth taking. He looked up at Jessica's question. "Oh, nothing really. Just hanging around." He slid off the desk and casually strolled over to Jessica and sat on the desk next to her to look down at her paper. "You left a mark there" he observed, hoping she'd get annoyed at him pointing out the obvious. "And you did that wrong too." He pointed at a random location on the paper, having no idea if it was right or not. He was bottom of his class for maths. He really was just waiting for the day they kicked him out of this place.

As he sat here with a downwards sloping view, he leant back a bit and, without being particularly discreet, looked down Jessica's top. "Now that's not wrong!" He grinned but didn't look away. He had to admit to himself, despite being a stuck-up, spoilt brat, she wasn't bad looking. Better than that even, she was pretty damned sexy. He'd often seen her walking round school with her head held high but his head was looking down and watching her walk. He could sense her hostility but he really didn't care, he was here now and he was going to have some fun irritating her before he left.
 
Jessica grinded her teeth together trying her best to ignore her peer. She couldn't believe that she had that bad of luck, of all the days he had to be wandering. Thinking more to herself she snickered to herself, he she thought about it more Corey was always wandering. In fact he never was in a classroom for longer than thirty minutes. Ignoring his point she gave a huff, "Liked I listen to you for Math advice." Jess never was one for bragging, but she did fairly well in her classes. Sure the studying a good chunk of the night was the culprit for it, but she'd never let anyone else no that. Turning to the next page she did her best cold shoulder, she wouldn't be bullied by him; at least not today.

It wasn't until she glanced up at him did she notice where he was staring, his eyes obviously gazing down her shirt. Her mouth opened to him in disgust and embarrassment. Her cheeks turning a light pink she did her best to cover her breast, her other hand lashing out to push him from his post. "Corey get lost, no one wants you here!" she snapped at him. Her anger clearly radiating off her body. Her hair falling behind her again she spun back around to continue taking the test.
 
Corey could see that he was starting to get under Jessica's skin already and he smirked. "Hey, I'm not as dumb as you think!" He feigned being offended with a dramatic drop of the jaw. This was true actually, Corey wasn't stupid, he just didn't want to learn and it was as simple as that. And if that cold shoulder was supposed to be a gesture of ignorance then Corey wasn't deterred, if anything it only strengthened his resolve. He loved bringing people's day down. And at the sight of Jessica being clearly embarresed he started laughing, not stopping even as she shoved him. He was a well built lad and wouldn't be pushed over by some spoilt girl. "Well, I want me here" he replied through his laughter. "And as there's no one else around, I think that makes it a 50:50 split." He slid off the desk and walked around to her other side to peer over her shoulder.

He leant over he shoulder far enough that his head was level with hers as he looked down at her work. He didn't really understand a lot of it because of his lack of interest in maths, but he nodded his head and tried to look appreciative of the work. "Yes... Very good Jessica" he said in a close approximation of Mr. Derk's voice. "Maybe when you've finished we can work on your, ahem, extra credit assignment..." He winked at her before he stood and sat on the desk next to hers again. He flicked his feet up and rested them on her paper. "You're gonna fail that, you may as well just stop now."
 
"Could have fooled me," she mumbled to herself while she tried her best not to hear what he was saying. She couldn't help but notice how solid he was, sure he was an asshole that no one liked, but that didn't take away from his time in the gym. Working on her last problem she scribbled quickly away, the sooner she left this hell the happier she'd be at the end of the day. Chills ran along her spine at the touch of his breath. His head begin so close to her making her shiver a little. She could smell the mixture of cologne and musk on him, his voice blending pleasantly enough in her ear.

"You wish," she sneered at his last remark, the only extra credit she'd be earning was by slapping his face. She smiled down at her paper while she looked at her problem, all she had left was the bonus and than she was home free. When the sight of his boots met her eyes she glanced up at him in annoyance. "Corey don't you have something better to do than bug me?" she didn't really care. Jess wasn't sticking around for his harassment. Moving from her desk she pushed his feet off her desk and moved to the desk. Bending over to write a little note for her teacher, her skirt being just long enough to cover the pink boy shorts she was wearing.
 
"That hurts Jess, it really does" Corey replied, grinning all the while. "And there I was thinking we getting along famously..." As he was leant over with his head so close to hers, he noticed her shiver but couldn't tell if it was in fear, annoyance or something else entirely... He could smell her sweet, fragrant aroma and that was why he had to pull away and seat himself on the desk. As his feet were pushed off, he followed them and started pacing the room. "Well yeah" he replied nonchalantely, "but you'd never agree to it." He started whistling out of tune as he alked about, following her as she went to the front desk to write her note, casually observing her behind as she bent over.

"Awww, you're done already?" He skulked off to the door, which seemed the perfect place for him to lean at that very moment. But we were having so much fun!" He grinned again, knowing he was blocking the only exit.
 
When she rose again she noticed that he had moved from his place on the desk, his body having been felt when she was writing. She couldn't help but feel nervous when he was over her, the closeness of him not setting well with her. Shaking her head she brushed her hair over her shoulders. Taking a moment to gather her bag she moved towards the door that he was blocking. Knowing that once she was passed that door she was home free she pressed forward until she had reached him. "Yes well, I'm a good math student unlike you," she sneered at him. Moving to walk by him seeing that most of his bulky body was blocking her escape.

"Um, Corey don't find my words rude or anything, but can you kindly move your meathead body out of my way," she gave him a wicked glare. Her heart racing in her chest not wanting to be trapped by her peer, especially Corey the no good bully of the school.
 
Corey held his position leant against the door, arms folded across his chest. "Yeah, you got me there! he replied. "Fuck Maths, who really needs it?" He wasn't asking a question for an answer, just talking as thoughts entered his head. He'd never been much of a thinker. He saw Jessica walking towards him and he flashed her his cheesiest grin as she very rudely asked him to step aside.

"Sure thing" he said back, stepping forward towards her. "But it's gonna cost ya." He was still directly between her and the door and even if she could make it around him, he'd still be too close for her to open it properly. He loved being in power like this, he knew there was nothing she could do to move him. "How about a kiss in exchange for your safe passage?" He puckered his lips comically and spread his arms wide as if waiting for an embrace.
 
Jessica took a step back on his approach towards her, she didn't like that he was so much larger than she was and felt as though she was helpless. Corey could bend her in half if he really wanted to and she knew there was little else she could do about it other than scream and hope. Still, Jess was no fool or chicken, she had been raised properly to defend herself. Looking to him she sneered at his display, she knew he was mocking her and it only did worse to fuel her rage.

She glared at him. "How about a smack and we call it even," she sneered trying to push past him and away from her peer. Knowing that if she stayed any long that she was going to be in trouble, and it wasn't a good sign. Getting in trouble with Corey meant one of two things, you either got beaten to a pulp, or ended up dead and neither optioned appealed to Jessica. "Just get out of my way Corey and I won't snitch on you," she warned him.
 
Corey leant an arm against the wall as Jessica tried to push past him and then leant his other on the other side of her, trapping her between his bulky arms. "A smack?" He raised an eyebrow. "You're just trying to turn me on now aren't you?" His eyes drifted from her face down to her chest again. He could smell her again now and he was dangerously close. He only wanted to annoy her, but she wasn't making it easy for him. "You can snitch all you like, busting open a drawer and hassling a student aren't exactly the worst things I've done y'know." He had been in many fights and broken into more than just a teachers desk in his time here and she knew it.

He moved himself a little closer, glaring into her eyes. "So... about that kiss?" he said, grinning. He usually didn't hit girls but if she carried on this way, he thought he might make an exception. His face was barely inches from hers now and he could feel the heat of her breath.
 
Looking to him she took another step back, she knew that telling on Corey wasn't going to matter to him much. Giving a swallow she tried to see what her options were. If she tried to run around him there was a good chance he would either catch her or trap her between the wall. If she tried to hit him she was almost sure that he would take revenge on her and hurt her in return. She swallowed a forming lump before nodding to him.

"Fine, one kiss than you'll have to move," she says fixing her hair out of her face. Holding her bag tightly in her hand ready to book it out of there once she finished the kiss. Closing her eyes she moved her face forward to press her soft lips against his for a quick kiss.
 
Corey hadn't expected her to give in so easily, or even at all. He hadn't even wanted the kiss, it was just intended as another way to irritate and stop her leaving the room. But the more he looked at her, the more he realised he did want it. And much more besides. "Just one?" he replied with a grin. "Better be worth it..." He stepped forward and leant his head down to press his lips to hers, brushing his chest against her bosom at the same time. He felt a sudden lurch inside himself somewhere below his stomach that he couldn't ignore and raised a hand quickly to grasp the back of Jessica's head, holding her face to his. His other hand shot down and wrapped around her waist to pull her body against him. He could feel the curves of her and could feel his mind slipping into a more primal state that was similar to when he found himself in a fight.

Corey held her tight for the struggle that he knew she'd put up against him and he bit her lower lip, sliding his tongue against it, wanting to taste her, blood now rushing away from his head and towards his groin.
 
Jessica gave a nod at his repeat of her term, she didn't want to touch Corey in anyway and now that she was doing this she was regretting it. Leaning into his lips she felt their touch moving over his soft lips giving him the kiss that he had asked for, she kept her eyes closed for the hold. Once she was done she tried to pull away but soon felt both his hands holding her against him. From this position she could feel just how hard Corey was, his abs rubbing against her stomach, as his solid pecks pressed her supple breast against them. Jess's eyes went open immediately she knew that this was going to happen, she could feel it.

When she felt him bite her lip she jumped a little knowing that behind those teeth was a tongue that she could bet wanted to enter her mouth. She fought hard against him, each fist hitting his chest as fast as they could while her teeth clamped down in protest. She couldn't get away from him easy, and that was almost certain. The only thing she could do was stomp on his foot hard enough and hope that he let her go from the pain. Giving a good quick jump she planted her foot and weight down towards his foot.
 
Corey felt Jessica, as he knew she would, starting to struggle, feeling the curves on her fragile body moving against him. Her beating fists were barely felt by him, but the more she struggled, the more aroused he became. And this would only lead to him acting more and more irrationally. He slid his hand down her back and was just about the grasp her ass when she jumped up and landed hard on his toe, making him flinch and lose his grip on her. "OW! You bitch!" he shouted as he bent a little to the side at the pain. He could handle pain better than most but she had caught him unaware.

"You'll pay for that!" he yelled as he saw her move away and try to make her escape. Despite the discomfort he felt very turned on at that moment and felt himself starting to stiffen a little inside his jeans as he went after her. He had no idea what his intentions might be but he knew he wasn't going to let her get away that easily.
 
Jess heard his ear shattering cry and it made her flinch, she didn't like to cause pain to others but Corey had asked for it. He looked mad and that was something that Jessica really didn't want to see in the mans face. Shifting backwards she moved behind a few desk, making it harder for him to get to her. Clearing her throat she held her hands up in defense, "Corey I didn't want to have to do it, but you didn't let go," she reasoned. She wasn't sure how she was going to convince this bully to let her go, but she knew she had to try. "Listen, I'll buy you a coffee or something if you just let me walk away from all this.

She pressed her back against the wall, she watched his muscles seem to bulge while he neared her, the look in his eyes causing her mouth to dry. The sound of her heart was pounding in her ears, her hair falling in front of her in a shield to his body. Jessica was to nervous to move her feet seeming to be frozen where they were.
 
Corey's anger started to subside as he saw Jess moving to the far side of the room where there was no escape. It was replaced by something far worse; a sick, twisted grin that was far from pleasant to the eyes. "It was just one kiss, like we agreed..." he started, voice low and quick. He moved closer, keeping himself as close to the middle of the room as he could in case she should try to run around him. "No, I think you owe me more than just a coffee" he said, still grinning as he advanced. He thought she looked like a rabbit caught in a spotlight, the fear clear on her face, even behind her veil of hair. His heart was pounding too now, but for a very different reason than hers.

"Stop playing hard to get Jess, we both know you want me." His manic grin grew wider as he reached her and grabbed both her wrists in his large, strong hands. He forced one of her hands down and placed it on his crotch, forcing her to stroke his member through his jeans.
 
Jessica's face fell even more when she saw the grin twist the corners of Corey's lips, this look was well known among the school. It was a look that you didn't want to have the misfortune to receive from the man. She shy-ed more into the wall trying to become one with the stone, his approach causing her to panic. Thinking quickly she tried to find a way out of this other than what he was hinting at. Surly he wouldn't force her to do anything, she was a woman after all and he'd never hit a woman before. Her doubt increased when he grabbed her wrist, one being forced down to his groin the other being pushed to the side so she couldn't scratch at him.

At the feel of his cock straining against his jeans she gave a gulp, he was getting harder with every forced stroke, and what was worse was her cheeks turned pink from it. She'd never imagined having her hand so near Corey's groin, like most girls in school she had thought about it once or twice. Shaking her head she turned her eyes to him, "Well than how about dinner, anything but this," she motioned to her hand struggling backwards.
 
Corey's grin didn't fall from his face. If anything, it became only wider as he saw her apparently blush, despite the situation. He was in a unique position here, there were few guys in school who hadn't thought about an illicit liason with Jessica Smith and now he had her all to himself. Whether or not he could go through with this while she was utterly opposed on the matter was something else completely. Physically he could, there was no doubt there. But there were consequences to consider. He'd just have to make sure she kept her mouth shut if he went ahead with this. His mind was blurred by his sudden lust.

"Oh, I've got dinner for you right here" he said in a low voice. He let go of one wrist and shot his hand up to grab her by the hair and pull it down. "On your knees Jess, I got a tasty treat for ya." His cock was pressing out inside his jeans now to the point it was uncomfortable for him.
 
Jessica's eyes grew wide when she felt her wrist go free, maybe this was her only chance than she felt the sting of his hand in her hair. She listened to his lusty words and soon regretted the mention of dinner. She reluctantly got to her knees in front of him, his groin close to her face now making her only blush deeper. She didn't want to be down here in front of Corey, especially when he let the growing problem in his jeans go. "Corey can't we talk about this," she offered her eyes glancing up at him with a plea before they looked down to the zipper.

She wondered just how big Corey was, usually she knew that guys with big muscles lacked in the cock department. She couldn't picture Corey being small, but still she didn't know. Her hair was burning, her chest rising and falling clearly in view for his greedy eyes now.
 
Corey ignored Jess' words, she could talk all she liked when this was over he thought. But it might be hard for her to talk with this in her mouth. He pulled down his zip and pulled out his cock, which was already about 7 and a half inches in length and not even fully erect yet. He looked down, seeing her full, firm cleavage. "Lose the top" he said simply, member still in his hand, grin still on his face. The pleading look on her face just made him want to do this that little bit more. She was so stuck up, it was about time someone took her down a peg.

He was thinking about how this would be at this moment. He was a forceful person indeed, but had never actually forced himself upon someone before. Why now, he had no idea, but he was certainly enjoying himself.
 
Jess shook her head as his zipper began to fall down, reveling all that she didn't want to see from the peer. Her eyes nearly fell from her head as she looked at his cock. He was bigger than she thought he be and for some reason that she didn't know, she was getting hot all over. She didn't want to be forced to do what she knew was coming, she was of a higher class than that, but her body sure wanted it. Shaking her head she tried to get away from him, not wanting to be near his cock. "I will not take off my top," she proclaimed.

"The only way that would happen was if you ripped it from me," no sooner had the words fallen from her lips did she regret them all together. her hands immediately going to protect her chest from the man that wanted her bare.
 
Corey saw her trying to get further away from him but he wasn't going to let her. Her response to his demand was better than could ever have hoped for. "That's about the smartest thing I've ever heard you say" he mocked. He reached both hands down and grabbed her by the shoulders and dragged her to the floor, laying on her back. He swung a leg over her body and knelt with one leg either side of her waist, cock swinging wildly with each movement. He grabbed her top and started to pull it up, cock now resting on the warmth of her stomach.

He grabbed her wrists again and shited them so he held both in one large hand, using his other to continure pulling the top up and over her head, leaving it so it obscured her face, leaving her blind to him as he started roughly squeezing her breasts.
 
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