[This section is in the POV of Mike Alexson]
Mike acted respectful in front of his fellow classmates as the crowd dispersed from the gymnasium. He headed towards the mostly empty school building and up towards his designated locker. After taking a look to the right and left to make sure there were nobody watching, he used all of his strength to punch his locker repeatedly until he squirmed from the pain.
If one could see him now, they would find that Mike is filled with anger, his face completely twisted and his eyes glowing red. After calming himself down by breathing deeply, he headed towards the principal's office.
Mike did not even knock on the door before slamming the doors open. He stomped in arrogantly and arrived before the principal. He was sitting behind his desk, working on something on his computer. When he saw Mike coming in, he did not even stand up. He simply took a glance at him before returning to his work.
Mike, who was being ignored, was furious. "What is the meaning of this Mr. Thomas?!" He shouted rudely at the principal.
The principal, who was disturbed, stopped working and stared at Mike nonchalantly. "I don't know what you mean, Mr. Alexson, didn't we do exactly as you asked?"
"I asked you to make me win the elections and the primaries!" Mike cried angrily, his face was completely red, his eyes looking down at the principal with fury.
"But you did win the primaries, didn't you Mike Anderson? Oh, and I would like to offer a belated congratulations for being a becoming nominee for Student Council President." The principal was calm, like he was dealing with trifling matters.
"You!" Mike did not know what to say at the moment. He was so furious that his mind cannot process the principal's snide remarks.
Mike took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. "Then you better uphold your end of the bargain for the elections in two weeks, Mr. Thomas, or else don't even think about getting your $10 million, Hmph!"
Mike stomped out of the office. Just then, as he exited the door, he saw someone walking towards him. His face was dashing, giving him a youthful appearance. His school shirt was wrapped around his body tightly, exuding his strong muscles that give a manly charm. It was Hunter Lee. As he walked past Hunter, he tilted his head around and stared at Hunter's behind, narrowing his eyes.
"He must have done something!" Mike thought to himself. He couldn't believe that he was stumped by a junior that was younger than him. This made it the 5th time Mike lost to Hunter at something. He felt indignant. "How come I, an Alexson, am being stumped by that puny peasant! Just wait for me, Hunter, I'll make you pay for your insolence." He thought in his mind, planning many things.
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[This section is in Hunter's POV]
I was not surprised as Mike Alexson walked past me after school while heading to the principal's office. The fact that the Art Faculty voted for him proved that he must have made a deal with the teachers beforehand. Luckily, most of the teachers weighed the pros and cons and thought my deal was better than Mike's.
The door was already opened wide when I walked into the principal's office. I stood before the principal calmly and asked politely, "Mr. Thomas, may I sit down."
"Please." The principal gestured for me to sit in one of the two chairs located across of the desk from him.
I sat down on the right. I reached into my backpack and took out an envelope. "This is my letter of acceptance to enter my country's team for the International Math Olympics. I have already signed my name in it. Would you please stamp the school seal and sign your name before sending it to the Association?" I asked.
The principal stared at me, stating, "Aren't you afraid that I will renege on my promise and vote for Mike Alexson for the next elections, Hunter Lee?"
"I believe you would not do this with your reputation and stature, Mr. Thomas." I replied calmly. "Besides, now that you have offended Mike, based on his personality, even if you and the teaching body voted for him in the elections, he would still find a way for revenge against you. He's quite a vindictive person, after all. Furthermore, the pros of voting for me outweighs the cons."
Mr. Thomas nodded, taking my letter. "I look forward to your performance at the Olympics next summer, Hunter." He said amicably.
"Thank you, Principal." I stood up and walked out of the office, closing the doors behind me.
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[This section is in the principal's POV]
The principal clasped his hand, fingers crossed and placed them in front of his mouth, making a G*ndo pose. He took out the school seal from the drawer located beneath the desk and stamped it on the bottom left corner of the letter with red ink. He then signed his name below the stamp. He folded the letter and placed in on the envelope, placing it on the side for his secretary to mail it tomorrow morning.
He had already made considerations between Hunter Lee and Mike Alexson. Although $10 million sounded very lucrative, it would only increase the equipments and facilities of the school, not the quality of the students. However, if Hunter Lee wins the IMO next summer, many elite students will be scrambling to apply for his school, overall increasing the quantity and the quality of the next batch of students. Furthermore, this is a private academy, where students have to pay quite a sum to enter, the tuition fees earned made per year made the $10 million a small sum. If Mike would donate $1 billion, then he might consider, but a child would not be able to get so much money even with the backing of his father.
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[This section is in Hunter's POV]
I headed to Adrian's mansion with Leo. Leo seemed very cheerful the whole way, peeking at his nominee and first-runner badge once in awhile. When we arrived, he gleefully headed to Adrian's room and jumped on his bed, rolling around.
Adrian, who was surprisingly doing his homework, stood up and looked at me. "Hunter. I've done what you asked." Adrian did not stutter this time and looked at me with a new sort of conviction.
I was surprised by his change in attitude. "What happened these few days?" I wondered to myself.
"Mhm." I replied to Adrian. "What's the favor you want to ask for?"
"Um..." Adrian tapped his index fingers against each other, his eyes not daring to stare at me. "Can I tell you my favor in a few weeks... I don't wanna say it right now..." His voice grew smaller and smaller as he lost his confidence.
"Fine." I nodded, ignoring his plight.
Later, I still trained Adrian until he felt like he was physically dying. However, I felt as though he was more diligent than before. I did not like barging into other people's businesses so I did not ask. Leo, who was happily playing on his phone, was waiting for us as we finished our homework after dinner.
We headed home with Leo contently sleeping on my lap for the whole journey.
"Leo unexpectedly won." I thought to myself. "I must do something to reward him." With this in my mind, I allowed Leo to continue sleeping on my lap until we reached home.
I was invited to Uncle Evan and Aunt June at night today to celebrate Leo's win. Aunt June spent the whole day diligently studying the recipe to make a cake and baked it with love. Cake was always Leo's favorite dessert, even though he likes all sweet things in general.
Aunt June made a strawberry chiffon sponge cake. The cake was topped with a layer of whipped cream, with multiple strawberries placed on top. Inside the cake, there were two more layers of strawberries and cream. The chiffon cake was made with less sugar than the ones sold at a usual cake shop, making the cake more healthy.
Leo happily wolfed down half the cake by himself, much to the dismay of Uncle Evan.
"You'll get fat!" Uncle Evan shouted at Leo grumpily.
"Dear, it's Leo's big win today! Let him indulge in his favourite food." Aunt June coaxed.
"Hmph!" Uncle Evan pouted. Inwardly, however, he was quite happy for Leo as well.
I cut a small piece of cake for myself and ate it slowly. I am not a fan of sweets unlike Leo, so I simply gave the rest to Uncle and Aunt.
Afterwards, I headed to Leo's room to sleep, with Leo following behind. Both Uncle and Aunt were used to us sleeping on the same bed so they did not say anything.
I woke up in the middle of the night to find Leo reaching inside my pants. I stared at him, wanting him to stop. But Leo's eyes were still closed, his breathing was slow. He was leaking saliva out of his mouth, making a smile.
"He's perverted even in his sleep." I thought.
I did not want to wake up Leo, but at the same time, I do not want to be molested either. I struggled thinking of a way to get out of this predicament. Leo, however, did not give me time to think. He already reached in my lose pyjamas and grabbed my manhood. I gasped.
"Leo." I whispered.
"Mhmm... Hunter..." Leo said while still in his sleep. He seemed to be having a good dream.
Leo started fondling around with my balls. I froze, feeling a fire lit from my stomach. I stared at Leo, my entire body feeling hot. I tried to endure with no avail. Unable to control myself, I leaned close to Leo and kissed him fiercely. The strawberry chiffon cake from a few hours ago made his tongue and lips sweet. I forced my tongue into his mouth, rubbing it against Leo's tongue. The sweetness of Leo's lips made me even fiercer. I bit Leo's lower lip, wanting to mark my territory in Leo's body. The salty blood leaking from his lips further parched my throat.
"I want to swallow him whole." I thought to myself subconsciously.
Leo moaned. It seemed like he was still asleep, but he was wriggling around, wanting to free himself from me. His hand, however, was still stuck with my rock hard thick c*ck. My tongue was still entwined with his.
Leo, feeling starved for air, whimpered. His closed eyes began to water, leaking his tears down to the bed. Seeing his discomfort, I forced myself to stop, releasing the hold on Leo's mouth. Leo gasped. Fortunately, Leo was a heavy sleeper, so he did not wake up from this endeavour.
To release my fire inside my body, I started helping myself by moving Leo's arm with my own hands. Leo, his hands fully grasping on my manhood, started pumping it up and down with my help. I shifted myself closer to Leo, and pulled my pyjama pants and my underwear down to my ankle. I pumped myself harder using Leo's hand. After a grunt, I immediately placed Leo's hand above my c*ck before spraying my hot liquid all over it.
To prevent Leo from realizing what happened tonight the next day, I licked my own c*m off from Leo's hand, licking from his palm to his fingers. Leo made a gentle smile from feeling tickled with my motions. After I licked his hand clean, I forced my tongue into Leo's smiling mouth again. The c*m, that was still on my tongue, flowed between us. The manly phermones completely filling the room. Leo accidentally swallowed my c*m, making him cough in discomfort. I fed the rest of my c*m to him, making him cough even more.
"That's what you get." I thought to myself before drifting off to sleep with Leo in my arms.
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Leo woke up the next day with his throat even more parched than usual for some reason. His right hand was slightly sticky. His morning wood was leaking a mucous liquid, standing up happily. "I think I had a wet dream last night." He thought to himself. The target of the wet dream had already gone down to the kitchen to help his mother with breakfast.
I was helping Aunt June wash some vegetables before seeing Leo walking down from the staircase, his hair in a complete mess. "Hunter. I want water." He asked in a hoarse voice.
I nodded, filling a glass with water, then handed it to him.
"Leo, can't you just get it by yourself?" Aunt June rebuked.
Leo shrugged, finishing the glass of water before going to sit in the dining room, waiting for breakfast to come.
Aunt June sighed. "This kid is so spoiled!"
I smiled gently.
After we ate breakfast, we headed off to school. Leo was looking at the online school forum. When I took a look at his phone, I frowned.
Within the school forum, there were many people protesting on Leo's win, saying that the win was unfair and undemocratic and that Mike should have won. Some even denounced the primaries by stating that the votes of the students did not matter as much as the teachers. Supporters of Leo fought back, saying that they were just being sore losers.
When we arrived at school, we found a large poster posted at the front entrance. It was a letter from the pricipal.
"To my fellow students,
I have realized that some may be dissatisfied with the results of the primaries yesterday. The process of the primaries are for students to get familiar with the democratic process of our great country. Each class have already determined and vote for the candidate of their choice, as did the teachers. To denounce the primaries as unfair and undemocratic is to say that our country has an unfair and undemocratic political system, to which I vehemently disagree. I would like you all to please refrain from making false accusations in the future, as it affects the reputation of our school.
Sincerely,
Principal Thomas."
"It seems like the principal is on our side." Leo smirked. "By the way, how did you convince the teachers to vote for me last week?" Leo asked in curiosity.
"I just made a deal they could not possibly deny, that's all." I replied in a monotone voice.
"Hmmm...." Leo tilted his head, thinking about what I just said.
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The first period began with the whole class applauding on Leo's win. Leo bashfully thanked every student and the teacher before the teacher asked everyone to shut up and started teaching.
Leo, who was not paying attention to class again, started thanking all the classes and teachers who voted for him, focusing especially on the freshmen, since they would be the most important caucus that will lead him to victory in the future.
Like the presidential elections of the country, the Student Council President is indirectly elected. The students of each grade (Grade 9, 10, 11, 12) and the teaching body each vote for an elector who will represent them in the elections. The elector must vote in accordance to the grade they represent. This means that if more than 50% of Grade 9 voted for Leo, the elector must vote for Leo in the elections. Therefore, the candidate who receives 3 or more electoral votes win.
Leo must ensure than the students in Grade 9, especially the males of Grade 9, will vote for him, or else Mike will automatically win the elections by snatching the Grade 9, 11 and 12 votes.
I ignored Leo and listened to the lecture. When lunchtime came, Leo was welcomed by many students who voted for him yesterday. The students stood to the sides, forming a wide and long corridor towards the cafeteria. Leo walked slowly, waving and smiling at the crowds; meanwhile, I simply kept my head down and walked next to him. People who wanted to talk to me was stifled by my aura.
Leo kept on smiling. He whispered next to my ear, "Hey! At least smile and wave!"
I rolled my eyes. Just then, a lady ran out and stood in front of him, stuttering, "Hu-Hunter! Please accept this flower!" She had a delicate red chrysanthemum flower placed on her palms, which she raised upwards.
Listening to what Leo just told me, I walked over and gently took the red chrysanthemum from her hands and took a smell. "It's lovely, milady. Thank you." I smiled gently at the lady before continue walking. Leo, who was by my side, pouted. Seeing his face, I bit the stem of the flower and forcefully tilted his head to my side. I grabbed his weight with one hand and his left hand with the other. I side-stepped along the hallway, leading Leo along, before spinning him downwards, making him twist his upper body. His entire upper body tilted up while I lowered mine. I stared intensely at Leo's eyes. Leaning my mouth close to his, I dropped the red chrysanthemum to his mouth. "This cute chrysanthemum looks just like yours." I whispered.
Leo immediately blushed. With the flower on his mouth, he was unable to say anything.
The girls who were on the side who were blocked by my body thought I kissed Leo. They screamed in excitement, grabbing their phones and instantly snapped many photos. The boys just rolled their eyes.
Leo took the flower out of his mouth and shyly whispered, "Where did you learn tango?"
"That's a secret." I whispered back.
Later, when we arrived at the cafeteria, I asked, "Do you know what a red chrysanthemum means in the flower language?"
"No." Leo shook his head.
"It means 'I love you'." I replied.
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