Nerdy Guy Novels & Stories

Courtney whispered, unsure of herself. “What do you mean? Nervous about what is happening? Don’t be, no one will hurt you. I promise.” A surge of protectiveness pulsed between them. Courtney smiled shyly. “No, I mean. You look like a jock, and you are probably popular with the ladies. I, however, am a huge nerd. I love books, chasing monsters, and wild theories. I love a good mystery. I’ve never been the overly girly type. I’m just—”

They get sucked into the meandering crowd of chaotic travelers, chunky lady in hot pursuit, leaving me straight in the viewpoint of her scanty boyfriend. His face morphs from mild panic to that open-mouthed, cartoon-wolf-in-love look — as if he’s gonna swallow me whole, spit me out to chew me up again. Great. As if my raw nerves aren’t raw enough. The guy looks like your typical nerd – thick glasses, a simple crew sweater over a button-up shirt. To make the look even more official, his mouse-brown hair is combed back in a sleek, wet-look style that went out in the sixties.

he said. I smiled softly, looked at him, and said, “Yes, because I am not a really talented person but I want to make a lot of money, I have spent a lot of time studying. But I don't think one day I'll be called a nerd, because I find myself very different from what a nerd is described as. I don't wear glasses, my hair is not frizzy, they're always neatly styled, I make friends with a lot of friends, both boys and girls. And I even have a boyfriend, a famous bad boy from school.”

"Aside from reading and being a nerd" "You know that being a nerd is more of a compliment than an insult, right?" "Of course I do." His pitch is high, and I narrow my eyes at him to be sure he is not trying to pull my leg. "Being smart is sexy..." He cleared his throat and slapped on the gloves. "What I mean is that it is commendable."

He winked at me. I rolled my eyes and shook my head. “Well, Indianapolis isn’t far, and therefore, neither are my breasts.” He stared at me, studying me for a moment. “How are you single?” Given his scrutiny, that was not what I was expecting. I blinked at him. “How are you? I mean, I’m a weird, numbers-obsessed, nerd hottie. Guys get so confused they don’t know if they like me or just want sex. You’re a straight-up god-like man…I’m still trying to find a flaw.”

Jasper walked by her side "quite a character huh!" Nena responded with a smirk " he is difficult yeah, but trust me, be is not as tough as he is posing himself to be" "Yeah. True" Jasper replied "Think of him like a Nick fury wannabe" "Nick who now?" Nena asked , squinting her eyes in expression of her confusion. "Nick fury" Jasper reiterated "from the avengers. The guy with the eyepatch" "Oh!" Nena replied widening her eyes and tweaking them , clearly disappointed . such a lame reference she thought to herself.

He groaned, dipping his hand in the shorts and tried to adjust his hard painful cock which was threatening to tear the poor shorts. He could hear his brother in his head telling him to stop being a nerd and go take what it is that he wants. And for the second time in his life, he listened to his brother's lewd proposal, even if it was just in his head, and marched towards Alicia's bedroom. The first time was when he agreed to attend a party with hookers. His birthday party to be exact.

I back up against the locker behind me in fear as I stare at the three guys right in front of me. " It's the nerd," Dean says a smirk forming on his face as he bangs the locker beside me with his fists. " Wha..what are you doing? " I ask with a shaky voice as I manage to look him in the eyes. He stares at me for some seconds before laughing out with his friends. " Did you hear that guys, the nerd finally has the guts to speak " he says still laughing before moving close to me.

One of those D1 athletes. “You’re totally a jock, ” I snickered. “You must have been a fratboy in college.” He leaned back on the railing of the lift and raised an eyebrow. “A fuckboy, you have the vibe,” I tease him. “Au contraire, I was a nerd,” he said proudly. “What?” I find it hard to believe. “With this whole….thing,” I gesture to his overall looks, wealth, and attitude, “You were a nerd?” “Yeah, I was even a loner. I still am,” he led us to a black pickup truck. I guess every engineer is required to have one.

which is the purpose of why I let myself indulge in this kind of place I am not fond of, especially if it was a place dominated by humans. "Hi, I'm Rino." I turned my gaze to the man in front of me, when he faced me. He extended his arm as if he wanted us to shake his hand. I didn't look at his walking hand, I tilted my face slightly, examining his face. I remained calm, with my arms perfectly folded on my chest. "A nerd." "Uhuh! Yes! I am, and a genius too. " The person next to him elbowed him and that's when I noticed, he was the man earlier.