Volleyball with Justin and Gabby

“There he is there he is!” I gasp, walking into the gym with Gabby. Justin is leaning against the wall, talking to a few dudes. He’s wearing another sleeveless shirt and I can see his toned arms. He glances over, catches me looking at him, then turns back to his friends.

“Go talk to him.” Gabby presses.

“Uh, I… uh….”

“He like, totally looked at you!”

I continue to **** on my words, my heart rate already accelerating.

“I can’t”

“Come on.” She urges, and grabs my sleeve, tugging me along with her.

“Hi boys!” She sings when we get over to them.

“Sup Gabby.” One of them says. Another’s eyes drop to her chest before he quickly looks away and folds his hands over his crotch.

“Hi Gabby.” Justin says calmly, before giving me a side eye. “Hey Maddie.”

I giggle helplessly.

“Maddie said that she wants to be on your team today.”

“Yeah, I’m down with that.” Justin says. “We talked about that the other day.”

“Okay.” I squeak.

“Maybe you want to win for once.” He teases me, making me blush again. I can’t help myself.

“I’m just teasing you, Maddie.” He says. “I was watching you a little last time, you’re pretty good.”

“Really?” I ask. “Thanks!”

“Yeah, let’s go kick some ass!” Gabby laughs.

“Oh we will.” Justin says confidently. “But don’t forget, it’s all about having fun.” He winks at me and I giggle again.

A screeching whistle pierces our ears. We turn our heads to the gym teacher.

“Alright!” He announces. “Get with your teams and move to an empty court.”

Everyone follows his directions and we head for a court. I go in the front of my group. Gabby runs up next to me when I get to the net.

“OMG.” She whispers in my ear. “I saw him looking at your ass.”

“Is that bad?” I ask.

“No, it’s good, silly!” She teases me. “It means he thinks you’re hot!”

“Are you two making fun of me?” Justin asks with a laugh when he catches up to us.

“Totally.” Gabby teases him.

We start playing, and there isn’t much time to talk for a while because the teacher is hawking over us. Justin was checking out my butt! I wonder what he was thinking about. Maybe he was thinking about what it would be like to fuck me. Hot feelings stir deep inside of me. I wonder what his dick looks like. I feel my pussy start to moisten ever so slightly.

We play on for a while, and the teacher leaves us. I actually score a point or two, but I also get burned a few times and give some up. Accidentally, I hit the ball out of bounds. Once we get it back, it’s Justin’s turn to serve. I end up in front of the net.

I turn back to admire his sleek body, and my eyes drift down to the outline in the crotch of his grey sweatpants. I snap my eyes back up before he catches me, but it’s okay. The glance I stole was more than enough to give me a good mental image of it. He puts those muscles to work and nails a serve. A player on the other team completely misses it and we score.

“Nice shot!” I cheer him.

“Hey, thanks.” He says, catching the ball as it’s thrown back to him. “Watch this.”

I watch him eagerly, excited to see his next serve. He takes an athletic stance, and I gleefully take in the way his clothes cling to his body. Intently, I watch him hold the ball in front of him, and wind his hand up. He tosses the ball in the air and brings his hand forward like a bolt of lightning to spike it towards the other team.

Instead of going over the net, the ball flies directly at me and nails me right in the nose before I can even react.

“Fuck!” I blurt out when it hits me, falling on my butt and bringing my hands to my nose. The sting is terrible, and tears stream down my cheeks.

“Oh fuck oh fuck I’m so sorry!” Justin yells, running up to me. “I’m so sorry, are you okay?”

“I’ll be okay.” I gasp, as embarrassed as I’ve ever been.

“Let me help you!” He urges, and helps me up. He picks my glasses up and gives them to me. Luckily, they’re still intact, and I put them back on.

The gym teacher comes over. “Is everything okay?” He asks.

“Justin just nailed Maddie in the face!” Some burnout kid laughs.

“It’s okay.” I say, my nose still burning. “It was an accident.”

“Maddie, you can sit a couple rounds out until it feels better.” The teacher tells me. “Do you want any ice?”

“I’m fine.” I tell him and step to the side of the court.

I stop crying and rejoin the game shortly, but it takes a while for the stinging to go away.

“I’m so sorry, Maddie.” Justin tells me again. “I didn’t mean to do that.”

“Don’t worry.” I tell him. “Accidents happen.”

He’s a little shy for the rest of class, and once it’s all over we head for the locker rooms. Gabby and I change into our regular clothes.

“That was so embarrassing, I feel like I’m going to die!” I tell her. “He’ll never like me after that!”

“It’s gonna be okay.” She tells me. “I’m pretty sure he still likes you.”

“He saw me cry!”

“Because you like, totally got nailed in the face. And it was his fault. Maybe he'll like, do something nice for you to make up for it.”

“Maybe.” I say, putting on my backpack. “I’ll see you in lunch, Gabby.”

“Okay!” She says.

I leave before her, because she’s still getting changed, and head into the hallway. Justin is there waiting for me.

“Again, Maddie, I’m so sorry.” He tells me.

“It’s okay.” I tell him. “You didn’t mean to do it.” I laugh. “Looking back, it was actually kind of funny.”

“Really?” He laughs nervously.

“Yes. A little.”

Justin breathes a sigh of relief. “So, is there any way I can make it up to you?”

“You can walk me to class again.” I say with a giggle.

“Sure!” He says, and offers his hand. I place mine in it.

We joke and laugh about what happened as he walks me to my next class. We stop outside the door.

“I’m going to make you late.” I tell him.

“I don’t care. How’s your nose?” He asks me. “It’s it okay?”

“It still stings a little, but it will be okay.”

“Maybe I can kiss it better.” He offers. I blush bright red and start sweating again. I giggle nervously.

“Can I?” He asks nervously. I nod for him.

Justin places a hand on the back of my head and leans forward. He plants a peck on the bridge of my nose, then pulls his head back. We look into each other’s eyes. I glance down at his lips, and he glances at mine. We look at each other again.

“Did you like that?” He asks.

My heart races a million beats per second, my cheeks burn bright red. I nod for him. Am I really about to kiss a boy for the very first time?

Justin glances at my lips one more time, then locks eyes with me, before he closes his eyes, tilts his head, and leans in. I close own eyes, tilt my head the other way, and lean forwards.

Justin places a warm, gentle smooch on my lips. My legs turn into jello but he holds me. We pull back, my chest heaving.

“I liked that.” I gasp. The bell rings.

“Shit, I’m late.” He whispers. I don’t want him to go!

“One more!” I beg him, and he closes his eyes, leans in, and places one more right on my lips.

“See you.” He says with a big smile, and rushes off. I head into class with the biggest grin I’ve ever had.