'Jack threw my small body onto the desk without any bother. I stared deeply into his caramel orbs, which only held sexual desires.

"What do you want me to do, baby?" Jack asked seductively.

"I want you to fuck me over this desk." I responded seductively. Jack licked his lips and quickly took off his skin tight shirt. It didn't take long for all of our clothing to be removed and tossed to the ground. Jack stood firmly between my legs as I jacked him off, desperately trying to get him as hard as he could get.

"Mhm.. Fuck, baby.." Jack moaned. "I wanna fuck you now." He said in his usual dominant tone. I bit my lip and watched as he took my skinny legs and rested them on his shoulders. Jack teased my hole with his tip before pushing in roughly, just how I liked it. He was so big and it hurt so damn good.

"Oh fuck.." I whined, arching my back off the table. I ground down on Jack's cock, trying to fit more of him in me.

"Fuck me harder!" I moaned loudly. I wouldn't label myself as a slut, however I'm Jack's slut. He pounded into me vastly, causing me to moan like a cheap whore.

"You like that, baby?" He asked, almost teasingly. I didn't answer. Jack had hit my spot, which had me spiral into a whirlpool of pleasure.

"Answer me." He said and thrusted in hard.

"I fucking love it!" I whined. I squeezed my eyes shut with my mouth agape. Jack suddenly started going at it faster and faster. I knew I wouldn't last any longer.

"I'm gonna cum." I gasped.

"Cum baby, cum for me." Jack said and started to jerk me off. I mewled and panted. The sensation grew and grew until I finally came all ove-'

"Alex, you are in a GCSE class, please get off your phone before I take it off you." Miss Bretherton said sternly, glaring at me like she was staring into my soul. I huffed, switched my phone off and shoved it into my trouser pocket. Fucking bitch. I was in the middle of writing another chapter of my damn story. I don't even need GCSE history, it's useless, because I'm going to be a famous homoerotica writer. Therefore I don't need to know anything about fucking Adolf Hitler and his merry men.

I sighed heavily and rested my head on the desk. I'm kinda glad she told me to put it away from afar instead of coming over and taking it off me. I have always had this constant fear of one of my teachers coming over to me and taking my phone, only to read it out in front of the class. If that ever happens, I will not hesitate to hang myself with twizzlers.

"Alex..." Miss groaned again. "Can you at least pay attention?" She asked. I lifted my head up and nodded. "Can you answer me." She said tone getting slightly more serious.

"Yes, miss, I'll pay attention." I said sassily and rolled my eyes. The next thing I knew was the bell was ringing, signalling the end of this awful day.

Everyone else had to go, whereas I had to wait for Miss B to sign my report. A stupid piece of paper that I had to cart around to all of my classes to 'improve my behaviour'. I walked over to her desk and noticed she wasn't writing the most positive of comments.

"You were doing so well, Alex, but you need to know that you cannot have your phone out in lesson." She told me. I mumbled a response saying something along the lines of 'okay' before leaving her room and the school.

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It was annoying that Emma didn't even wait for me after school so she could walk with me, however I was very pleased to see that I was going to be home alone. Neither my mum or dad's cars were in the drive way and I knew that Jade had some sort of stupid dance class after school. I'm also pretty sure Mike will be out with his friends, he liked to be out of the house as much as he could.

"Hello?" I called out as soon as I stepped in. I smiled in glee when there was no response what so ever. Perfect. I walked into the kitchen and skipped straight over to the fridge, were I pulled out a cheesecake that I have been more than excited to eat. I grabbed the first spoon I saw and started eating the delicious cake whilst walking up to my room.

Once I was in my room, I sat the cheesecake on my bedside table, then practically ripped off my very unpleasant uniform and put on something more comfier. Well, sweatpants and an All Time Low shirt. I took a moment to think. I'm home alone. And I'm a horny teenage boy...

I reached under my bed and grabbed my laptop, placing in on my bed. I went over to my Chester draws. I bent over and pulled open the bottom draw. The draw itself was filled with various socks and underwear but underneath it all was a bottle of lube I had sneakily bought not long ago.

I walked back over to my bed and sat down with my legs crossed. I placed the lube down near my laptop. I opened my laptop and straight away I was typing the URL for the gay side of pornhub.

I've seen most of these videos before, most of them were too cheesy for my liking. I found one called 'teenage ass gets pounded by big cock'. Sounds nice. I didn't bother with using headphones; I did lower the volume a tad before I started the video.

I didn't have enough for an actual dildo, I also don't think I could hide one either. So for the meantime I use my trusty hairbrush handle. I grabbed my hairbrush from the table besides my bed and placed it next to the lube. I slid down my sweatpants and boxers, leaving me naked from the bottom half.

I finally clicked on the chosen video. I watched as the two obvious actors started kissing and feeling each other up. I let my hand wonder down to my dick. I slowly started to move my hand up and down, trying to get my self hard.

A few minutes later both the men had ended up giving each other the sloppiest blowjobs ever, and I was fully erect. I finally grabbed my hair brush and the lube. I removed the cap from the lube bottle and squirted a fair amount onto my hand. I rubbed and spread the lube all over the handle of the brush, getting it prepared. I had done this so many times now that I was used to it. It still hurt because I usually don't prep myself, however I had learnt that I have a low key pain kink.

I laid down on my bed. I picked up my laptop and brought it slightly closer so I could still see the action on the screen. I spread my legs, bringing the hairbrush handle up to my hole and teasing myself with it. I looked back at the porn and watched as the hunky top started to push himself into the twink.

I slowly pushed the handle into me with reassuring ease. I clenched down instantly on the handle, moaning. It felt so good. I pushed it in further and shuddered at the sensation of being full. I bit my lip and pulled it out and then back in again, this time faster.

I moved the handle around until I successfully found my prostate. The handle brushed against the spot over and over; It felt like I was on cloud 9.

My arm was starting to ache, but that didn't stop me from gripping the brush tighter and fucked myself as fast and as hard as I could. I squeezed my eyes tightly and pierced my bottom lip with my teeth. The feeling was getting more and more intense. I tried to imagine that Jack Barakat was doing this to me. I know his dick would probably be bigger and thicker than a hairbrush handle, hopefully, but thinking about him doing this just makes it a whole lot hotter.

"Oh Jack.." I moaned, trusting in deeper. I gripped my leaking dick and started to pump myself, hoping to get even more immense pleasure.

"Jack!.." I whined loudly. I should be more quite incase someone decides to come home, however that didn't matter right now.

I couldn't hold it in any longer. I felt my whole body tense up along with a tight feeling in my balls. My toes curled and my legs locked in place. I let out a small cry before releasing all over my shirt and hand.

I let my head rest on my pillow. I panted, letting go of the brush and wiping the sweat off of my forehead. Once I had came down from my high, I reached in between my legs and pulled the handle out of me. It came out with an obscene pop noise, I whimpered at the sudden loss.

I picked up my discarded boxers from before and cleaned myself up. I got up and walked back over to my draws on shaky legs. I found a clean pair of boxers and easily slid them on, along with my sweatpants. I also took my shirt off and replaced it with another one. I'll get rid of the evidence later after I eat my cheesecake, which I totally nearly forgot about.

After shutting down my laptop, I grabbed my cheesecake and brought it over to me like nothing had happened. I was about to indulge myself in the fatty goodness but that's when I had received a message. I saw that it was from my internet friend, Georgia. We met on tumblr about seven months ago. She lives in America, Connecticut to be exact. However I don't like her at the moment because today she was meeting All Time Low and that really pisses me off because I should be meeting them, not her. I still checked her message despite the grudge I had developed.

G-Dog: Hey sexy Lexy. I know that you're mad at me atm but.... I kinda gave Jack Barakat a link to your wattpad account so he can somewhat notice you

Notes

I didn't spell check. Sorry if there are any mistakes