For my last year of high school, there was this kid named Kevin who just lived to make me suffer. He was one of those kids with a "fuck the world" attitude, you know It was sad, because I knew the sensitive side of him; the side of him that liked cats, drank tea every morning, watched anime cartoons and had a passion for music. I had hoped that we could be a team in the music field since we're always together, but he just wanted to use me to sharpen his claws on. But as time went on, he wanted to use me to sharpen something else... People kept questioning if he liked me, but little did anyone know it was much more than that. He was secretly obsessed with me and dreamed about screwing me like every night. He would stare at me in band and math class when he thought I wasn't looking, and would try to keep his breathing from growing heavy. I just ignored it. He always had a cold, dark expression on his face, so I assumed that he was fantasizing about assassinating me. I couldn't stand his attitude and the fact that he always forgot to take his anti-F-U medication, but still, I couldn't help but be attracted to him. He is 6 ft at least with dark red hair and deep, piercing, mysterious eyes. Something about him just fascinated me. But he continued to verbally abuse me. I'm in no way someone that falls for guys thinking, "Oh, I can change him," but I couldn't help myself. And unknown to me, either could he. One typical day after school, we were alone in the drum room together. Kevin was usually there to practice drum set, and I was there to work on the Marimba. This time, he was on the marimba too. So we went into our typical daily fighting routine. But instead of continuing ridicule when I said, "Fuck you," he replied, "that's not a bad idea." The lights went out and I freaked. He grabbed me from behind and locked his left arm around my shoulders and the other around my waist. "Actually, I've been dreaming about it for a long time," he hissed, while taking a whiff of my long blonde hair.

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I was expecting him to just rip me apart to get what he wanted, but he just started to gently kiss my neck, and while loosening his grip, he moved down to my partially bear shoulders. "I can't believe this," I thought, "he's trying to seduce me." I loosened up as my horniness got the better of me. He turned me around and kissed me, and to my own surprise, I gave in. He pushed the straps of my tank top down off my shoulders and past my chest. He turned me towards the faint stream of light coming in through the 3"x1.5' window in the door, undid my bra and stared as my tits bounced free. My nipples hardened instantly as the cold are bit at my skin and I shivered. He wrapped his arms around me for a moment and then got back to business. He put my nipple in his mouth and I began to moan. He took the other one in his mouth and did the same. Kevin stood back upright and placed my hands on his pants. As if not under my own control, I watched as my hands slowly undid his jeans and pull his erect tool free. He jumped at the touch of my cold hands. He put me up against the drum cubbies and followed suit with my jeans; pulling them down to my feet. He placed his thumb on my erect clit and slowly rubbed. A wave of pleasure shot through me and I trembled at his touch. "Oh, I'm so wet," I moaned. That was all he needed to hear. He wasted no time dropping his pants and approaching my entranceway. He invaded my pussy at an incredibly slow rate. "Jezs' you're tight," he said through gritted teeth. I cried out partially in pleasure and partially in pain. Tears involuntarily flowed from the corners of my eyes and he penetrated me deeper. When he finally reached my cherry, he kissed me and I gripped his shoulders just before he gave a huge push. His facial embrace was the only thing that muffled my loud scream, which echoed throughout my body. I fell into him with the side of my head resting on his shoulder. He started his motions slowly and then sped up. My moaning grew louder and he repositioned me. I couldn't take it any more. I yelled, "I'm coming!!!" As I let loose, I felt a returned wave of come enter me. My shoulders were glistening golden-brown in the faint light from the sweat. Panting, Kevin leaned on me for support. I ran my fingers through his hair and kissed his forehead. He returned it, and then let go of me. A couple minutes later, I heard the back door open and then close. I was alone in the dark. Since then, he has basically ignored me, and teased me like usual, but not to the same cruel extent. But everyone once in a while, when he thinks no one is looking, he'll rub his hand over my lower back and kiss me on the neck. Then he walks away like nothing ever happened...

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