Slamming Demon (Pounding Hearts 2)

Heh, it was kinda cool to see Chase swear and groan.

That day though, I was the new guy and they all just had to break me in by showing me how easy it was to fling me around the gym. When I wasn’t getting tossed on my ass, they were locking me up in holds that almost snapped me in half.

It was fucking nuts and crazy there. A few of the guys in that class were sporting injuries of one kind or another and still training as much as possible. And the amount of cauliflower ears was just fucking disgusting.

But fuck me if it wasn’t addicting.

I love the intricacy of BJJ. It’s all about leverage and the ground game. It can look really slow at times, but even then fighters are constantly trying to maneuver their opponent into a position they can take advantage of.

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Ah, Sunday, it was my day of rest and rest I did. I put the problem with Mandy out of my mind during training day but it kept creeping back to the forefront. I seriously wished I would have remembered to ask her for her phone number, but I completely forgot about doing it like a fucking idiot. That and I didn’t get my kiss. I promised her I was going to kiss her goodnight. Fuck.

I jerked off three times since that night, and it wasn’t enough. Hell, at the rate I was going I was going to literally beat my dick off.

Thankfully my parents respected that the locked door meant I needed alone/private time. They may have thought their son was a pervert because of all the time I spent sequestered in my room with rosy palm and her five friends, but I couldn’t fucking help it. I kept getting hard just thinking about her hips swaying while she danced on that table. I was also remembering how soft and pink her lips looked and imagining how nice it would feel to kiss her with all the passion I possessed. Damn, what if those lips were on my cock, sliding up and down. Would she swirl her tongue around my head…

Ah, shit. I shook my head and started pushing the lawn mower again. If anyone saw me at that moment it would have made one hell of a scene. I was shirtless and wearing a pair of basketball shorts while pushing a lawnmower. I was sweating my fucking ass off, all the while a semi-boner was tenting in my shorts. I really was a pervert. Fuck. I adjusted my cock and kept pushing. I was so taking a cold shower, needed or not.

Chapter Seven

Brett

I was so fucking nervous about Monday, I didn’t sleep too well the night before. I had to stroke myself to two explosive orgasms before I was finally able to shut off my teenage hormones and pass out.

Wearing my old clothes didn’t feel like an option after hearing how sexy and handsome I was at the party. Mandy didn’t come right out and say it was the clothes but I wasn’t going to take any chances.

Getting out of my car was interesting. A few of the people around me stopped to take a look, like they didn’t know who the fuck I was, and a few of the girls giggled and smiled brightly at me as I passed them. I was pretty sure I felt their eyes on my ass.

As soon as I walked into the school and stopped next to my locker, I saw Mandy walking towards me with Grace by her side. I turned and smiled at her, watching her as she still didn’t notice me. She was talking to Grace and looking pretty as always. Much like a long haired Tinker Bell…

And my Tinker Bell stopped dead in her tracks when she spotted me. Eyes widening, she turned a deep dark crimson red before spinning abruptly around and heading in the opposite direction.

At first I wasn’t sure what to do but Grace was motioning for me to go get Mandy so I did.

I grinned and jogged quickly up behind her. Hands under arms, I lifted her up and pulled her back into my chest. Startled by the abrupt stop, she squeaked loudly. I twisted her around and slid my arms around her.

Holding her, I reminded her, “I never got my kiss.”

Leaning down, I lowered my lips to that soft delicate pink mouth I had fantasized about ravaging and pressed very gently against it. Mandy didn’t move for a full moment, her body tense and stiff against me, and then all of a sudden she all but collapsed in my arms and softly moaned.

A loud clearing of a throat put a stop to us staying like that all day and maybe into eternity.

“Brett, Mandy, please limit your PDA to after school hours,” Mrs. Smith chastised us before walking past.

Pulling back, I could see Mandy was still deeply red in the face but her smile was absolutely beautiful.

“Hi,” I said quietly. She was so beautiful, and I was fucking amazed she thought I was handsome. Granted the booze may have been talking for her, but I was liking the thought she meant it.

“Hiya,” she said back and then pushed her head against my chest, hugging me tightly. “Thank you for taking care of me Friday.”

“I didn’t mind at all, well except for you know the whole missing out on our first kiss. I mean we are already sleeping together, ya know?”

Pulling back from me slowly, her eyes went as wide as possible. “We… I mean… Did… Oh shit… But I still had my panties on? Fuck. Oh shit. Wha? When?”

I grinned and could barely hold back my laugh. “Well, I wasn’t invited to it either but you did tell Eric, and I quote you directly here, that I fucked you so damn hard you have sworn off all other men.”

“I really said that?”