The Sexual Adventures of Arthur Malik

It’s difficult being the social outcast in high school. Being the person who is constantly thrown to the side and ignored. That’s me, Arthur Malik, antisocial reject extraordinar! Or, at least that was me until something amazing happened one warm spring day. I remember that day very vividly. I had gotten into a bad fight with the schools most popular girls. The fight was so bad that I got sent to the principal’s office to be reprimanded. Neat fact, the principle is my father, Darren Malik. Such a fine-looking and sophisticated person as my Dad could never understand my problems of being bullied. At least that’s what I thought until he let me in on a little secret. Strap in reader, because you are in for one hell of a story.

          It all began one warm spring day. I was sitting at one of the back tables in a cafeteria. The cafeteria was full of students intermingling and socializing, except for me. I sat apart from the rest at my table, eating my sloppy joes alone. I heard a high-pitched laugh near the front of the room which made me look up from my food. Their she sat, her arms around her boyfriend. Lindsey Sterla. She was surrounded by her group of admirers and friends. I eyed her with distain. Her and her group of friends always liked to pick on me for some reason. Maybe because they say me as an easy target. Whatever the reason was, she and her friends were always such bitches to me. She laughed again. Despite me absolutely hating her guts, I couldn’t help but be somewhat attracted to her. She had her black hair tied up in a pony-tail today. She was wearing an extremely tight shirt and yoga pants which didn’t leave much up to the imagination. Her smooth white skin looked so perfect and pretty to any man. She leaned forward, letting her boobs lay on the table. She began talking to one of her best friends, Taylor Warder. She looked extremely sexy today too, with a loose T-shirt and tight yoga pants. She let her dirty blond hair flow wherever it may.

          As Lindsey and Taylor talked, I began to drift off into fantasies. Somewhat sexual fantasies. I imagined walking in on them in an empty classroom making out and fondling each other. I fantasized about them stripping off and them begging me to fuck them. I imagined putting my cock in Lindsey and fucking her as Taylor fingered herself, eagerly awaiting her turn.

          I was suddenly brought out of my fantasy when I noticed one of Taylor’s friends, Leah, was pointing to me. Both Taylor and Lindsey looked my way. Lindsey smiled wickedly and walked over to me slowly. She said, “Why are you staring at us jerk wad?”

          I shook my head and said quickly, “It was nothing! Nothing at all! I just spaced out.” By this point, Lindsey reached me and smiled down wickedly at me. It didn’t help that I could see her amazing tits.

          “Hey, my eyes are up her perv” she said, looking at him angrily.

          I looked directly into her eyes and said, “Maybe if you stopped dressing like a slut, it wouldn’t be much of a problem.”

          At this point, her boyfriend began making his way over, cracking his neck and flexing his muscles. I began to realize the predicament of my situation. I had been on the receiving end of Max’s fury and wasn’t very keen on repeating the experience. I still felt mad however. I had been pushed around by this bitch long enough.

          She looked at me with rage and exclaimed, “What did you say to me you little faggot?”

          I looked at her directly and said, “You heard me right slut. Don’t you think we all know that you go sleep around with the entire football team? By the way” I said as Max reached us,” sorry to break it to ya, but she’s probably given everyone on the football team here a blow job.”

          Without hesitation, I was lifted off my feet as Max picked me up by my collar. Fuck, I kept forgetting how tall that dumb ass was. He stared at me with intense hatred and screamed, “What the fuck did you say about my girl you little dick fuck nugget?”

          I struggled a bit, trying to break free. At this point, everyone in the cafeteria was watching to commotion. Unfortunately, no teacher was here to save me. They had gone to some meeting. Max laughed at my feeble attempts for freedom and he pulled me so close that I could see the vain in his neck throbbing. He whispered to me, “If I ever hear you picking on my girlfriend again, I will shove your head up your ass!”

          He dropped me to the floor. I fell with a resounding crash. He laughed and walked back to his table. Lindsey leaned over me and said quietly so no one else could hear, “You’re such a pathetic looser. No wonder you’re still a virgin.”

          With that, she walked away. I laid there for some time, who knows how long. I felt like crying, but I knew I couldn’t. Not now. I was stirred from my depressed feelings when I saw my Dad’s face come into my line of vision. He eyed me wearily and said, “Son, are you ok? Who did this to you? I’ve heard there was a big commotion in the cafeteria, but no one will explain what happened.”