Minutes passed before you are awoken by your mother’s voice calling you to breakfast. Reluctantly you get out of bed feeling every excruciating movement. The pain started subside as you put on a set of sweats. You make your way down the stairs your skin sensitive to any of the shifts against the fabric. Your mom’s voice asks, “You alright sweety? You look a bit pale. Do you want to stay home or do you need to go to the doctor?”
“I think I am okay just a bit achy. I am starting to feel better already. A bit of breakfast and a hot shower should set me straight.” You answered. You wanted to head go to school today to meet up with your girlfriend. It was her birthday and she’d break up with you if you didn’t give her the present you purchased for her. You ate half your scrambled eggs while your mom kissed the top of the your head.
“If you need me let me know. I love you have a good day.” Your mom finished getting ready and headed off to work.
“Love you too.” You couldn’t finish eating dumping the rest in the garbage. Then putting your dishes in the dishwasher. You enter the bathroom starting the shower. Stripping free of your clothes you touch your chest. It is bare. You had a bit of chest hair. Must of rubbed off in your sleep. Disappointed at losing one of your developing points of manhood you entered the shower. As the water warmed and flowed over your skin soothing away the dull ache. Soaping up sent a quake throughout your body when you touched your nipples. The intense afterglow lingered. You regretted the need to leave but you needed to get going so you completed washing up and exited the shower.
Brushing a long strand of hair from your face as you returned to your room. Must need a haircut you thought. You pulled on some underwear along with jeans. They felt loose so you used a belt. Pulling it tight you found it going to notch beyond your normal one. You needed to bulk up not slim down. Maybe you need to stock up some powder to help you bulk up at the gym. With a t-shirt and an long sleeved shirt on top. You grabbed your book bag and headed to school.
“Hey handsome you know what day it is?” Cindy Simmons strutted up to you at your locker.
“Only the birthday of the most beautiful girl I know.” You said.
“Good answer. I love what you have done with your hair. It looks adorable long.” She said as she twirled a lock of your hair. She put on a pouty face, “Did you get me anything?”
“Yes it is here.” Pulling a small wrapped package passing it to her.
Cindy tore at the wrapping quickly revealing an ornate music box. “I love it.” She opened it and it played a sweet melody. She hugged you tight kissing you with her moist lips. The school bell alerted you both that you needed to head to class. She flounced off. A stomach cramp hit causing you to stumble.
“You feeling okay Adam?” Marie asked walking up with a malevolent smile. Your neighbor and friend since childhood.
“Just a little out of sorts. I am sorry that I flaked on you to go out with Cindy. You’ll understand when you start dating a guy.”
“Water under the bridge. Come to me if you need me though. You are my best friend and I will be there for you no matter what.”
You nodded, “Sorry I haven’t been a better one to you. I will make it up to you I swear.” You said.
“I have no doubt we’ll hangout more when Cindy dumps you.”
“Not nice. We are going strong.”
“Once you aren’t the star of the football team she’ll drop you like garbage.” Marie said.
“She cares for me. Our relationship is real. Besides ain’t nothing going to stop my magic on the field.” You defended.
Ominously Marie said, “We’ll see.” The curse she set on you was supposed to take away your ability to play football. Then Cindy would dump you and you’d be close again she told herself.
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