Drip Too Hard
Chapter One: "Winning the Jacket"

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"If that's your best, then we might have a spot for you on the girl's basketball team."

Jonah paused when he heard the voice, turning to find the best friend of his ex-girlfriend Andi and his best 'bro' Cyrus. Buffy Driscoll. Who he had to admit was becoming a little bit of a rival and a friend and herself.

"Oh?" Jonah questioned, raising a eyebrow.

"After-all with how bad they're turning out, you'll fit right in," Buffy continued to taunt, setting her bag down and crossing the court. From that distance the boy was oblivious to the look in her eyes. "Hot messes have to stick together, right?"

"Well, in the end they are only as good as their captain…" Jonah teased back. "Isn't that right, hot mess?"

For a moment she didn't say anything in response to the boy's teasing, just stuttered out a few words. It was not for the reason Jonah thought, it was over. His teasing had fallen upon deaf ears, like normal.

The dark-skinned girl had stopped due to finally realising something about the boy.

Jonah Beck was shirtless.

Cyrus was going to kill her, for being able to say that she saw Jonah Beck shirtless before her still in the closet, best-male-friend. And she didn't regret seeing it either, she was clearly able to see why everyone was so addicted to the Ultimate Frisbee player.

"Earth to Buffy? Hello…?" Jonah waved, wearing his dorky grin, "My joke didn't kill you, did it?! Not having a panic attack because I bested you, right?"

The girl's stuttered a little more, taking in the break-taking sight. Her eyes were too busy roaming Jonah's surprisingly defined chest to comprehend anything coming out of his mouth. His cute dimples were nothing on the solid pecs, thick biceps and six-pack to drool for. Jonah abs drew her eyes away from the inny-belly button, following up the smooth cracks. She was just glad that the teenager didn't have a noticeable V-line. Her eyes were already struggling not to move down the teen's chest and they would have made it impossible. Focusing on the light tan nipples was enough to keep her focus up, as well as his annoyingly sexy chest.

She knew shouldn't be checking out Jonah Beck like this, as her best friends would never forgive her.

"Damn… I out buff'd the Buff!" Jonah beamed, remembering the terrible joke that Cyrus had made during one of the girls basketball games.

"C-Calvin Kleins?" Buffy stuttered, seeing the name on the waistband of the boy's boxer briefs. Attempting to return to normal, Buffy tried to tease the oddly and annoyingly attractive frisbee player. "I think my little nephew wears that brand…"

Words she instantly regretted, realising she had been staring down there.

It only served to make Jonah's eyes widen slightly and bite his lower lip, showing off some ego.

"Then your little cousin has some taste," Jonah snorted, cracking a mischievous grin, "Calvin Klein's always gets attention from girls… and some girly boy,"

'Is he seriously talking about Cyrus and underwear right now?'

Buffy growled slightly at the notion of her little gay boy being touched.

Guessing what she was thinking, Jonah couldn't help but tease further. "Oh Cy-guy, is such a certified Calvin Klein's boy… but I'm sure you know his underwear habits better than I do,"

She could have slapped the boy, when he saw him wiggling his eyebrows a little.

"Still better than you even know Andi's taste in tops," She bit back, eyeing the muscular boy up and down.

Wondering why her best friend would dump someone this good looking.

Jonah couldn't help but chuckle. "If she could make herself one from the stuff in Andi Shack, i'm like one hundred percent sure she would…"

"Would what…?"

The boy's eyes darted around for a moment as he desperately tried to remember what kind of shirts that his ex-girlfriend would wear.

"I'm sure you know" Jonah winked, tossing her the ball. "Wanna play?"

"With you? That's hardly a game, Beck. It's more a domination," Buffy taunted, walking in a small circle around the boy, loving how his confused eyes followed her every movement. The slight flex of her hand when she pretended to toss the ball, or how the green orbs refused to leave her body when she began dribbling the ball up and down in the circle.

"Oh, and we both know how much you enjoy dominating me…" Jonah purred, getting some confidence as he stole the ball from her.

Buffy easily cut him off, quickly side-stepping in the boys path and knocking the ball free.

"Well it's not hard now is it? And we both know that I love winning, so dominating anyone is just in my blood!" She replied, with a heavy dose of lust between their words.

"I'm sure it is…" Jonah teased. "So are you going to dominate me… or you going to give in…"

"What do you think, Jonah Beck."

Jonah was a little confused when he realised the way Buffy had said his name, was the exact same way that Cyrus did.

'Does Cy-guy, like me? Nahhhhh he can't…. he dated Iris…'

Buffy smirked and pretended to toss the ball over his shoulder. The moment he flinched, she made her move for the hoop. Jonah turned back just in time to see the blur of curly hair whipping past him, blind to the broad grin on the dark girls face as she finally found something Jonah was worse at. She skid to a halt, laughing at how bad the boy was at seeing through any of her fake-outs. Against TJ it would have been useless and the jock would be doing laps around her sorry ass after winning. Aiming up, she threw the orange orb with a flick of her wrist, knowing it would be an easy goal.

Just before it landed clean through the net, she looked over her shoulder. "If it sinks I get your sweet jacket!"

Look over at his jacket under his discarded white tee, Jonah rolled his eyes.

"Are you still after my Jacket?" Jonah smirked, remembering the day that he had given her his skateboard.

Buffy shrugged as the basketball hit the ground with a loud SLAP.

"I said it was worth a shot, and Driscoll's don't give up. Now pay up," She giggled softly, winning a bet that hadn't even been set on.

"Oh no, Beck's don't just agree to bets… that easily Driscoll…" Jonah smirked. "Maybe you should convince me…"

Scoffing and leaning on her side, Buffy's mouth fell open slightly. "Oh so now Becks make challenges like that, too? Biting off a lot more than you can chew don't you think?"

"Oh, I haven't bit anything yet Driscoll…" Jonah winked, stealing and shooting the ball. "We can discussing that bite later…"

Both set of eyes watched as the ball went in.

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Pulling the jacket on, Buffy couldn't help but smirk. "That Becks, is why you don't challenge a Driscoll."

Jonah had to admit that his jacket suited the girl, making her look quite cute and it definitely looked better on the darker-skinned boy then it did his ex-girlfriend. With her mismatched style, Jonah only found himself loving the short-shorts that perfectly hugged the half-asian girls ass.

A ass that had given him many happy endings over the last few months.

But around Buffy, the teen always found himself trailing back a little in order to stare at Buffy's round ass in her tight skinny jeans or sports uniform. The teenage boy deciding that the view in front of him would give him more than just a happy ending.

"Well if that's the case, Slayer, then I have another challenge for you…" He purred, stepping up and closing the gap between their bodies.

Being that close Jonah could see the dark lip gloss and feel the girls shuddering breaths against his chin. The pair paid no mind to the way Buffy's fluffy tits were pressing hard up against his chest, or the way Jonah's hardened cock was grinding softly against her leg and hips. Neither wanted to ruin what was coming by saying the obvious.

Buffy smirked, wondering what else she could win from the boy. The tee hadn't been that impressive, through Cyrus might love a pair of Jonah's Calvin Kleins for christmas. "Oh, and what is that Beck…"

Jonah didn't hesitate in pressing their lips together, letting the heated passion flow between them.

Despite the shock and feeling of guilt for kissing the crush of both of her best friends, Buffy couldn't deny herself from kissing back. She had finally found something that Jonah Beck was better at. The girl just hated that it was blowing her mind and making him want the ultimate frisbee boy. Tasing the sweat on the boys lips, and the lust gushing out of Jonah for the body he had really wanted for so very long. The teasing, smugness that was always just out of reach. Without the rest of the Good Hair Crew there, they couldn't get in the way of the rivals as their lips slipped across one and others. To seal the deal, Jonah's tongue entered Buffy's mouth and dominated her, feeling the dark-skinned girl melt into his arms.

If he had wanted to, the boy could easily steal back his jacket.

"J-Jonah…" Buffy whispered, as the kiss broke.

Jonah placed a finger against her lips and shushed her before leaning in, pressing their lips together once more.

Her knees were limp as he took over everything, not feeling the hand snake around and support her back. The girl moved her hands around Jonah's neck to help support herself, as the boy dominated their second kiss with a passionate that Andi had never mentioned before.

"Mm, so… you win that one!" Buffy moaned.

Her thumb brushed back a lock of hair, revealing all the lust in is deep green eyes.

"Of course, a Beck never loses what it wants…" Jonah purred, lust dripping from his words as the space between them closed in.

Gulping a little, as she caught another whiff of the boys scent. Buffy softly questioned him. "A-And what does Beck want?"

Jonah smirked.

"The same thing that Driscoll does."

"You to let me go? Sounds about right," She said in an attempt to be cocky, with her voice failing and becoming soft.

Submitting to the former 'Docious Magocious' boy like that had Buffy feeling like throwing up in her own mouth. What stopped her was the passion and lust in the teen's voice, and the desire that was quickly growing inside of her. His deep alluring green eyes, tight defined body and what felt like a very lengthy rock-hard cock all so up close and personal instead had a moan escaping her lips. Instantly the sound was muffled as Jonah cockily pulled her into another kiss, slipping his tongue deep into that tunnel, exploring and tasting all the Buffy had to offer.

The Slayer let it happen. Moaning around his lips and grinding her hips against his hard cock, all to tease the unusually cocky rival and coax out some Jonah-style moans of pleasure.

Buffy knew she was winning back with foreplay, as the boy's fingers twitched and his hold on her body faltered.

"Enjoy yourself Beck?"

Not wanting to let the girl know the effect she was having on him, Jonah smirked. "As much as you are Driscoll…"

"Ohh trust me you're doing nothing on me yet," She leaned in and stole a quick kiss, refusing to let his magic spark. "While you are already rock hard and probably leaking for more."

"Oh you wish I was leaking for you Driscoll…" Jonah teased, as the dark-skinned girls hand moved closer to his hardened length. "However, I am not you…"

Buffy found herself unable to find a response as Jonah pulled her close and into another deep passionate kiss, his tongue forcing its way back in and submitting her to his will. However, the kiss wasn't one sided for as long as the brunette had hoped. Feeling her hand move further down and wrap slowly around his cock through the sweatpants had Jonah grunting softly. A battle of the sexes as they worked their magic; dimples working on a fiery kiss of utter lust, and the Slayer stroking his sensitive body to make his cock throb. Both teens were moaning around the others lips, with Jonah finding himself pressing Buffy's back up against the pole as their tongues battled.

'When the heck did Jonah get this gooooood…'

Feeling the cold steel snapped the dark-skinned girl back to focus. She tightly gripped his somewhat thick shaft, gliding down the length until cupping his whole bulge. Through the fabric her fingers teased his heavy sac and made the boy jump, with short quick breaths escaping him.

"D-Damn Buffy… you know how to tease a cock, huh? Did Marty teach you all that, or was it TJ?" Jonah grinned as their lips broke off. He could see the hate in her eyes for bringing them up, knowing the history with both of those boys. His voice became low again, fighting back high pitch moans. "I know Cyrus doesn't know any of that, he's like a rag doll when I make him get down and dirty…"

If the one time that he attempted to watch porn and had the boy run out of his house screaming, counted as getting down and dirty.

Wanting to tease the cocky and annoying attractive boy a little. "Says who? Cyrus is very attentive…"

"I'm sure you know plenty about what Cyrus is… He'd be begging to get his dick sucked,"

"Well he is packing more than you are…" Buffy teased further.

Confusion began to creep up on the teen's face. "Then why did him and Iris go so, well, horribly…"

"Seriously Beck, you haven't worked out that Cyrus is gay…" Buffy raised an eyebrow at the genuine confusion on the boys face. "God, you oblivious…"

"So… he likes?" Jonah started, wondering if this meant Cyrus actually did like him.

Buffy flicked his forehead and let out a small laugh. "YOU, dumbass… Or, guys in general… Actually, I don't know if it's you or TJ now,"

The look that crossed the teens face now would have surely broken the Jewish boy's heart. Jonah was crossed with a slight bit of disgust, knowing that another boy liked him but couldn't feel the same thing for him. In the end, he was straight. Cyrus was a best friend, almost like a little brother despite being just a little bit older than him.

"Well… I'm um flattered but if you can't tell… I like chicks…" Jonah responded, awkwardly running his hand through his hair as he decided that he would have a very much needed chat with his Cy-guy soon.

"I know… So forget about him for the moment and just focus on what you were drooling over a minute ago," Buffy purred, taking the moment as an advantage to kneel down and trace the hem of the boys sweatpants.

The Calvin Klein waistband for his boxers briefs were still showing, and the thinner head of his cock was poking just below, tucked away snuggly in the fabric. Buffy almost licked her lips, seeing the small dark patch of pre-cum she had milked out while playing with his cock. She rolled her eyes a little when she noticed that one side his boxer-briefs had scrunched up a little and folded in half. The girl found herself unable to stop herself from fixing his waistband.

Feeling a pair of hands down there again has Jonah sighing, throwing his head back a little.

A smirk plastered on his face, as the hottest member of the oddly named 'good hair crew' played with him.

As Buffy's hands played with his underwear and teased the hem, Jonah found his hands slowly exploring the defined cracks in his muscles. The part between the little angular pecs, down the middle of the light six-pack, all the way down to slipping inside his pants and taking a tight grip of the cock Buffy was intending to play with.

He wagged the thickness around inside their confines, watching as her eyes followed.

"You really wanna try a little Beck dick, don't you Driscoll?" He boasted.

Buffy smirked but decided to further his growing cockier ego a little. "Oh? Your little brother is around? He's the only one with a little Beck dick…"

The teen just rolled his eyes, ignoring the thought of the younger boy being naked. He didn't want to picture his little dweeb of a brother without clothes on. Not that he had to imagine that since his younger brother often travelled the house in very small boxer briefs. A view that had confirmed to the teenager, that he had no interest in males, at least ones related to him.

With his own smirk, Jonah replied. "Well then, you really want some of my lengthy massive dick… don't you Driscoll?"

"What made you think that's it's lengthy and massive…? I just said he was the only small dick, not to mention the TINY thing that is your cock." Buffy taunted

"If I was tiny, Driscoll… then you wouldn't be drooling enough to leave a puddle on the ground as you play with my dick…" Jonah teased back.

Rolling her eyes at him, she stopped wasting time and shamelessly tugged down the sweatpants and underwear. It coaxed a moan when the head caught on the waistband, pulling his cock out flat before it came free. Jonah's dick sprung out and slapped against tight torso. The loud slap made her giggle, which abruptly ended when that said 'thick' length came crashing down on her own face, booping her nose and resting between the bridge and her eye. She could almost hear the smirk on the brunette's face as his cock rested up against her face.

"Like, Driscoll?" Jonah taunted, the tip of his dick rubbing against her face as he moved his body slightly.

Buffy pushed the thickness off, growling.

"You… wish," She smirked and gripped the base tight, "Hope it doesn't hurt, dripping so hard like that,"

"Oh, that's not dripping much… unlike yours which based on your stain looks like its almost pouring out…" Jonah teased, despite seeing nothing of the sort.

Buffy snorted. "You're gonna be so wet when i'm done, Beck."

"Bring it on, Driscoll…"