You sat at your desk, waiting for the end of school bell to ring. You tapped your pen against your book, impatiently.
"Mr Paul? What was your question?" You heard the teacher say.
"Can I go to the bathroom?" he asked, looking over and winking at you. You blushed and faced back forwards, towards the teacher.
"Yes." she said, sitting at her desk and typing on her laptop. You watched Jake nonchalantly pick up his bag and sneak out of the closest door, that was conveniently next to his desk. As if on cue, when Jake left the bell rang. You picked up your bag and headed for the door. Once you were in the hall, you saw that it was almost deserted. You shrugged it off and started to make your way to your locker. Once you were there, you tried to get it open and failed miserably.
"Come on you son of a bitch." you said, in a hushed tone.
"Here, let me get that for ya." You heard a voice say. You turn around to see Jake smiling his devilish smile.
"You can try." you say, stepping out of the way. Jake give the locker a 'technical whack' and it immediately opened.
"Done and done." he laughed, walking back to his locker that was jut across the hall.
"Thanks." you reply, putting some of your books in the locker and taking out a few papers. You shoved the papers into your, already cramped, bag and slumped it over your shoulder. You slammed the locker shut and started to make your way down the hall.
"Hey, Y/N! Wait up." Jake called, running up to you.
"Yeah?" you asked, turning to face Jake. He was stood behind you and smiled awkwardly.
"Er... I kinda like you. You wanna go on a date or something?"
"Sure! Yeah, when?"
"Right now. In the janitors closet." Jake smirked cheekily. You smile and Jake leaned into kiss you. You didn't resist and kissed back. Jake walked you over to the closest door and opened it. The closest door being the janitors closet. He pushes you inside and locked the door behind him.
"You ready for some fun?" he grinned, rubbing his hands together.
-Smut-
He didn't give you time to answer, as he was already making out with you. You felt his hand creep down to your jeans. You pulled him closer, wanting his touch. You then felt Jakes hand slip under your panties and start to rub your clit. You moan lowly and start to pull down Jakes jeans.
"We are eager..." Jake growled seductively, rubbing you faster. You moan again, this time much louder. You pull Jakes jeans down fully and feel his boner grow significantly larger. You rub his bulge and hear him groan with pleasure. He kissed you violently and pulled down your jeans. You then felt him pull down his boxers. Jake rubbed you harder and, as you felt your climax coming, he stopped.
"W-" Jake cut you off.
"Don't you want us to feel good at the same time?" You nodded and kissed him again. You felt him push your panties to the side and rub his length against your entrance. You moan into the kiss as Jake put himself fully inside of you. He went harder and faster with every thrust. After about 30 mins, you both reached your climax and a choir of moans came from both of your mouths. You both put back on your clothes and exit the closet. It was obvious that something happened. Jakes hair was all messed up, both of your faces were very flushed and your legs were weak and shaking. Your friend, Y/F/N, came up to you and said;
"So you and Jake Paul, ey?" She nudged you playfully.
"What?! No..." you say, trailing off on the last part.
"I know a satisfied girl when I see one Y/N." she laughed, giggling at your lie.
"Shut up." you joked, looking over at Jake, who was being bombarded with questions by his friends. He winked and walked away...