Chapter 28 - Geno-type pt. 28

With his hopes for tomorrow somewhat restored, Sam walked back up to his room, but not before snagging a sheet to make a makeshift hammock for his impressive set of nuts. Sam deftly lifted his balls up with the sheet and then tied the corners of the sheet behind his neck; making something akin to a sling for his massive package. Now that Sam had a nice basket for his dinosaur eggs, the stairs proved too be no problem for him.         

When Sam entered his room he was pleasantly surprised to see it much the same as he had left it. The love birds had been spending their time just enjoying each other’s company. “Wow. You didn’t cum flood the place again.”
           
Tyler gave Sam a mischievous wink. “You seem disappointed. If I had known you wanted me to, I would have prepared a bath for you.” Even though Tyler made an attempt at his normal kinky bravado, it was obvious he was a little shaken. Jake was even worse off.
           
Jake was trying to keep up appearances of being cool and collected, but he was obviously very nervous. Sam didn’t understand parts of the conversation earlier, but he did seem to catch on that Jake was going to come out to his parents whether he was ready to or not. Sam really hoped that Jake would be ready when the time came. Sam had not had any say in the matter when his dad had found out. Sam hadn’t even been conscious when his father had been given the reports of what had happened. He knew how hard it could be, but yet, he didn’t know if there was anyway he could help. Sam instead chose to leave the matter alone for now; maybe even give them something else to focus on, instead.
           
“Hey. Let’s get some measurements done real quick.” Sam scooped the tape measure up off the floor and tossed it to Tyler. Tyler caught it and then exchanged a few uncertain glances with Jake.
           
Jake was actually not sure he wanted to know how big he was anymore. He loved his size and loved to show it off to most people, but now that he had the looming specter of talking to his parents to deal with, he was not so excited to be swinging around fifteen feet of big, soft dick. Tomorrow night was already going to be a nightmare as it was. On the plus side, maybe this would make his coming out seem like less of a big deal. Like he could just come home and be like “Mom. Dad. I have a confession to make. My dick needs its own ZIP code. Oh yeah, and I’ve been banging the neighbor boy. No big.”
           
Sam could tell that Jake was uncomfortable and felt bad for bringing it up. “If you don’t want to, that’s fine. I think I’ll need to whip something up for myself to wear tomorrow, tough…”
           
Jake could tell that Sam meant well, and so he plucked the tape measure from Tyler’s hand and stood up. “Let’s get started then.” Truth be told, Jake could use something to take his mind off of what lied in store for him. It’s not like worrying about it would change anything, and besides, this could be fun. Jake smiled at Sam to let Sam know that he was fine with measuring some more.
           
Sam was glad to see that Jake seemed to be willing to participate. As Jake walked over to where Sam was, Sam undid his banana hammock, or in his case it was more like a pontoon hammock, and let his enormous dick lay out in front of him. Sam felt a little uncomfortable standing there with both of his friends eyeing his massive tool, but patiently waited while Jake unraveled the tape along the length of his gigantic shaft.
           
Jake raised his eyebrows as he read the results, obviously impressed. “63 inches. Not bad. Nowhere near as big as ours, though.” Jake’s previous pride was beginning to reawaken. Jake had every right to be cocky, though. Sam’s dick was huge, but it wasn’t even a third of the size of Jake’s behemoth.
           
Sam was a little surprised to hear his dick was so small. Sam was even more surprised to realize that he thought of a five foot long dong as “small,” but Sam had been so convinced that his jumbo cock was larger than his body. Sam supposed that when he got hard, it would shoot up past six feet, but Sam had braced himself for something closer to a ten foot monster cock. He figured it probably worked the same way it did with spiders. If you are afraid of them they look to be the size of a dog, but if you don’t mind spiders they appear to be tiny little bugs.
          
Sam was just making mountains out of… well, still mountains. No matter how you look at it, his cock was enormous. The only way that that beast could be considered a molehill is if the hill were made by Giga Monty.
           
Jake was really starting to relax now that he had measured Sam. Jake was also quite curious to see if he had gotten any larger. He felt like he might have, but he couldn’t prove anything. His dick was already almost three times the size of is body, even if he had added a few feet to it, it wouldn’t seem all that much bigger. Jake sighed internally at this thought. He was getting to the point were if he wanted to be bigger he would need exponentially larger growths to actually have anything to show for it.
           
When Sam had finished jotting down his notes, Jake tossed him the tape measure. “Here. Check mine again.” Sam nodded at Jake and proceeded to size up Jake’s colossal meat. Jake held the end of the tape to the base of his shaft while he waited for the word from Sam.
           
Sam looked noticeably shocked when he got the final tally in. “199 inches!? You’ve put on almost a full foot since last time.”
           
Jake was a little annoyed by this number. He was one measly inch shy of getting into the two hundreds. He realized it was silly to nitpick about one tiny inch when he was already quickly approaching the twenty foot mark, but come on. Tyler’s miracle growth jizz could at least round off to the nearest ten inches.
           
Tyler was back into high spirits too after seeing Jake perk up. Tyler hated seeing Jake look so sad, and he hated even more not being able to do anything to help. “Dang, boyo. What have you been feeding that thing?” As if he didn’t already know?
           
Jake gave Tyler a cocky smirk. “I’ve been on a diet of heavy cream.” Ok, so Jake isn’t the best at making jokes, but the fact that he was even trying meant that his mood was vastly improved.
           
Tyler caught the bit of tape that was tossed to him by Sam as he continued to tease Jake. “I know how much you like it. I’ll whip up something extra big for you.” Tyler gave Jake the sexiest wink he could muster. Jake’s face started to turn red and his dick twitched a bit as it began to stir back to life. “… after we are officially a couple tomorrow”
           
“You little bitch.” Jake said in shock. Jake realized that he really shouldn’t grow any more before he talked to his parents, but really? That was a low blow. Jake wanted to slap Tyler so bad. He would have done it, too if Tyler wasn’t so adorable; that stupid, disarming, charming grin that Tyler always seemed to have made it impossible for Jake to get mad at him.
           
Sam waited for Tyler and Jake to finish their little moment before reading off the results. Sam almost felt like he should do a drum roll to get the mood going, but decided against it. “185 inches. That’s almost to Jake’s old size.”
           
Tyler arched his back backwards a bit to really emphasize his gigantic cock and balls. Not that it did anything, though; once you are that big it’s kind of hard to not already have it be the center of attention. “Yeah, but I wear it better.” Tyler was grinning ear to ear with pride.
           
Sam just raised an eyebrow as he looked at the ridiculous scene before him. The two boys were completely and totally dwarfed by their monumental manhood, and they were still trying to one up each other. “At this point, I think its wearing you.”
           
Jake and Tyler looked at each other for a second before they both started howling with laughter. Sam hadn’t actually meant that as a joke. He was just thinking out loud, but pretty soon he was laughing alongside his friends.
           
When the laughter finally died down, Sam tossed Jake some paper and the original template from earlier. Jake knew the drill and quickly got the conversions taken care of. Jake made sure to fudge the numbers a little for Tyler’s pattern; he knew how Tyler liked it extra tight in the front. Once Jake finished, he gave the sheets back to Sam.
           
Sam got the next pairs ready in record time. Now that he had done these a few times, it had become very easy for him to get the pieces measured and cut. He finished them in almost half the time he had finished the last batch. “Shall we try them on?”
           
Jake shook his head. He trusted Sam enough to get it done right. Tyler was too busy yawning to give a proper response. It was already past 2 am and they all had class first thing in the morning.
           
“I agree with Tyler. I think it’s time to turn in.” Jake said as he nodded to Tyler, who was currently rubbing his eyes.
           
The three of them all agreed it was time for some much needed sleep, and went out to Sam’s backyard to camp out for the night. They found a nice, dry spot closer to the house that had been spared from the deluge of jizz from earlier in the evening, and they chose to set up camp there.
           
Tyler quickly inflated to his full size and passed out; face down in his own gargantuan balls. With a little help from Sam, Jake managed to climb up with Tyler. Once he was nestled up nice and close to Tyler, he too expanded to his massive max size.

Sam had to admire how cute those tow looked together. The whole scene was pretty adorable; once you wrapped your mind around the absurdity of it, that is. The two boys had fallen asleep in each others arms, while resting soundly in the soft, warm mattress of Tyler’s gigantic nuts. Even their colossal dicks appeared to be spooning each other, as they lay pressed up against each other.

Sam felt simultaneously very happy to be their friend, but also very lonely. He knew that someday he would meet someone who would love him like that, but it didn’t help him much currently. Sam flung a large blanket over his shoulder and quickly scaled the side of Jake’s humongous cock. Sam didn’t want to admit it out loud, but when he had fallen asleep atop Jake’s dick earlier, it had been the best nap he had had in ages. Once he was up top he had plenty of room to lie down and pull the blanket over him. He quickly drifted off to blissful slumber.

The morning rolled around far too quickly. Sam had had the foresight to bring a watch with him and had set the alarm, but now that the beeping was ruining his glorious sleep, he really wished he hadn’t. Sam muttered something in a language unfamiliar to anyone; even himself. He mashed his hand against the beeping watch repeatedly until he finally hit the right button.

Sam groggily pushed himself up into a sitting position. He really hated getting up in the morning; especially when he had such a comfy bed. He would love to just lie there for several more hours, but school would not wait for him. Sam looked around. It was already pretty sunny out. Sam longed for the days of summer where he could sleep in as late as he wanted and relax outside under the sunshine all day.

Unfortunately, Sam lived so far away from anything that he would be all alone during the long holiday. As great as sleeping in sounded now, within two days of being off of school Sam would be lonely again. Sam looked back at his only two friends. Jake and Tyler were still fast asleep in each other’s arms. Sam wanted that someday. He had more or less accepted that Tyler would never be his, and he was really happy for Jake; Sam honestly meant it this time.

Sam would have to find someone else. It was a daunting task, but it was not impossible; especially when at least one cute little hipster was trying more than willing to get into your pants. Metaphorically speaking, obviously; Sam was currently naked as the day he was born. The blanket didn’t really count as clothing, especially now that it did nothing to actually cover him.
Sam had inflating to his true glory during the night. He had no memory of having done so, but it really didn’t matter now. Sam took a minute to marvel at the leviathans between his legs; the one that was directly attached to him and the one the one that he had been sleeping on. His cock was enormous, but Jake’s was absolutely gigantic. It still took Sam’s breath away every time he saw it.

Sam threw off the blanket, and began to descend Mount Jake’s northern slope. If things kept up the way they were going, Jake would soon have his own gravitational pull by the end of the week. Sam slid off the side of Jake’s colossus and looked around him. The grass had become damp with dew during the course of the night, and Sam could see a set of fresh footprints. There’s only one person who could have left them. No doubt Sam’s dad had come to tell him something, but balked at the sheer size of the mound of cock flesh spread out before him. Sam chuckled a little to himself. He had to wonder if his dad had seen him at his current size, or if he had shown up before Sam had really let himself go.

Either way, Sam was going to have to thank him for being so chill about all this. It can’t be easy seeing your son sporting a cock that is over twice your size. Either of Sam’s nuts would have been almost as tall as his dad. Fortunately, they were quickly becoming a much more reasonable size as his junk dragged across the crisp, cool dew on the grass. By the time Sam got over to the hose, he was just about down to where he needed to be; a quick blast of icy cold water got him the rest of the way.

Sam debated with himself for a moment over whether he should try and wake Jake and Tyler up politely or just hose them down. He thought it would be rude to just hose them down and figured he should at least try and rouse them the good old fashioned way first. Sam got close to Jake and Tyler and he was going to try and rouse them, he really was, but seeing them cuddled up so close together, well… Sam might have accepted that Jake and Tyler were perfect for each other, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t still be just a little bit jealous.

Sam pulled the trigger enough to cause the water from the nozzle to arc upwards and shower down upon the boys as if it were a refreshing summer rain. Tyler and Jake groaned as they slowly regained their senses. Jake glared grumpily at Sam when he finally realized that it wasn’t actually raining, and that the downpour was just Sam messing with them. Sam just
grinned and replied, “Morning, love birds.”

Jake muttered under his breathe something that was almost inaudible. What little bits and pieces Sam caught seemed sounded something akin to “You have to sleep sometime, and when you do…”

Tyler staggered to his feet and looked around. “What time is it?”

Sam checked his watch instinctively. He really didn’t need to since he had just been woken up by his alarm not even five minutes ago. “It’s about 6:15”

Tyler yawned loudly and rubbed his eyes. “Damn, dude. That’s early. We don’t have class for nearly three more hours.”

Sam folded his arms in front of his chest; his new pose giving him an aura of authority. “Yeah, but we have a lot of work to do to get ready. Not to mention I live way out in the boonies.”

“Fair enough.” Tyler said as he lightly kicked Jake in the side to wake him up again. Jake groaned again and flopped back onto his cushiony balls. “This is going to take some work. I don’t suppose you have any coffee, do you?”

Sam shrugged. He never really bothered with coffee, but he was sure his dad kept some around. Sam knew that his dad always made a pot before leaving for work, but he also knew his dad liked to drink the entire pot by himself. “I suppose I could put a pot on.”

“Great. In the meantime I will see if I can’t make any progress with sleeping nudey over here.” Tyler gave Jake a playful poke in the ribs. Jake twitched involuntarily and made a blind attempt to swat at Tyler before slipping back into a deep slumber.

Sam gave Tyler a silent grin. Then he nodded and went into the house to prepare some coffee and breakfast. In the meantime Tyler gathered up the soaps and towels from last night and set to work.

When Sam came back out of the house, carrying a few mugs, a coffee pot, and a box of cereal, he was socked to see Jake’s twenty foot monster at full tilt. The beast was rock hard and dripping with suds. Sam gave Tyler an incredulous glare.

Tyler held his hands up to about shoulder level in a gesture to try and show his innocence. “It’s a morning wood! Honest!” Sam gave Jake a quick look over. Jake was still fast asleep, but now he was covered in suds; his hair was white and foamy with shampoo. Tyler looked a little embarrassed. “I thought maybe he could use the extra sleep, seeing as how today’s going to be so rough for him. He seemed to enjoy it more than I expected, though.”

Sam was amazed that Jake could actually sleep through the full body rub down he was receiving. Sam was a little jealous of Jake for having such a dedicated and caring boyfriend. Sam then turned his gaze to Tyler. Sam was secretly impressed with Tyler for keeping his arousal in check, especially while rubbing down his lover’s magnificent cock, but Sam could see that Tyler was sporting a semi of his own. “Be careful with that thing. We don’t have time to get you guys into yet another pair of pants before class.”
Tyler looked a little crestfallen, but he nodded dejectedly. “I know, I know. Here. Hold him up wile I get his chest.”

Sam set their breakfast down on the patio and went over to help Tyler wash down Jake. Sam thought to himself that it was probably a good thing that Jake was enjoying the wash down as much as he was. With his colossal dong sticking straight up, it was not getting all muddy. Jake would only need a quick ball buffing when he got up in order to be clean and ready to go.

With Jake mostly clean, Tyler and Sam set their sights on each other. Their morning shower was relatively uneventful. Sam was in too much of a hurry to let himself get caught up in the sensuality of the actions, and Tyler was too anxious about Jake’s coming out ceremony planned for that night. By the time Sam and Tyler were clean, Jake was finally stirring; the scent of hot coffee was doing more to wake him than even the full service cleaning he had received.

Jake’s eyes fluttered open, and he quickly turned beat red. Even after the wild, crazy, sexy day he had had yesterday, he still got a little embarrassed about popping a boner in front of his friends; especially since he was still not fully awake. His subconscious mind had not adjusted to the sex charged lifestyle he had been living the past few days.

Seeing his boyfriend blushing, Tyler gave Jake a reassuring smile and a tall mug of coffee. Jake quickly relaxed upon seeing that Sam and Tyler were similarly disrobed; and not entirely flaccid either. The three boys sat together on the porch, drinking coffee and taking handfuls of cereal from the box. All three of them were too anxious to manage much conversation; they continued their morning in relative silence.

Things went smoothly up until it was time to get dressed. They had their underwear situation sorted out, but the rest of their wardrobe was going to be a different story. Seeing this, Sam had an idea. He still had all his old clothes from back when he was one of the good ol’ country boys; loose cargo shorts, white t-shirts, and baggy flannel overshirts. There was no way the boys were going to be getting their bulges into the shorts, but at least they could give their legs some semblance of coverage.

Sam slipped on a pair of shorts and quickly realized that it was just not going to work. Thinking quickly, he grabbed the scissors off of his desk and sliced the fly open all the way down to the inseam.  Sam now had plenty of room to let his junk hang out the front of the shorts but still pull the shorts all the way up to his waist. He quickly modified two other pairs in much the
same way and gave them to Jake and Tyler.

Pretty soon they were all dressed in Sam’s old shorts and t-shirts. It’s a good thing that they didn’t need to button the shorts up, because even without their massive protruding packages, Sam had a much smaller waistline than either Jake or Tyler. There was going to be a problem with keeping the pants from falling down though; a problem that Sam quickly remedied by snagging some suspenders from his dad’s closet. Now that their pants were safely secured, they all slipped some flannel shirts on over top; easily covering their ridiculous looking suspenders.

From the back, they all looked like perfectly normal, albeit strangely matching, teenagers. From any other angle, though, their enormous bulges were easily visible. Even Sam, whose cock was roughly a third the size of Jake’s and Tyler’s, was far larger than any normal person’s. He looked like he had two beach balls and a tube of industrial strength ventilation hosing, shoved down his front.

Jake and Tyler looked even more ridiculous. Their nuts were over half as tall as they were. Even with the special compression briefs holding their junk in place, their balls came dangerously close to scraping the ground. The tops of their huge orbs were lifted up so that they came up to about their belly buttons, and their impossibly huge dicks were pressed in on top of that. Their dicks were so huge and thick that their bulges peaked at about chest level and stuck out several feet in front of them. They had to be very careful walking, since their field of vision was very much obstructed.

Once they all gathered up their respective books and bags, they filed into Jake’s Jeep. Jake had to slide his seat all the way back in order to fit his industrial equipment in with him. Even then, it pushed up against the steering column and threatened to honk the horn for him if he got even the slightest bit aroused; Jake was very glad he had not gone another round with Tyler last night or he wouldn’t even be able to drive his car anymore.

Tyler hopped into the passenger seat, and generally had a much easier time of it than Jake. Tyler’s junk was a little smaller than Jake’s, but the real thing that helped him was not having
to deal with the steering column being all up in his business like it was with Jake.

Sam took the same seat he had taken the night before; the middle seat in the back. He liked this seat because it put him in a good position to join in on Jake and Tyler’s conversations without actually being in the middle. It was the perfect spot for a third wheel such as himself, he thought with a small tinge of bitterness.

Before they headed out, Jake pulled his cell out and prepared to charge it, but Tyler stopped him. “Hey, mine’s almost out of juice. Mind if I charge mine instead? I am kind of expecting a message today. I’ll pass a message along to my mom to have Mark reach you on my cell, ok?” All of that was technically correct, but Tyler still hated lying. His real reasoning was to keep
Jake from seeing his messages and catching on that his parents were already clued in to his personal preference. Jake begrudgingly agreed. He didn’t really have anyone other than Tyler that he wanted to reach today, anyway.

They actually made really good time getting to school; most of the morning rush had died down already. They had gotten to school with almost an hour to kill. As they approached the parking lot, Tyler looked at the clock and said. “We’re way too early. Want to go chill elsewhere? Maybe get some real grub?”

They were all a little hungry. The handfuls of cereal just didn’t cut it. Jake shrugged as he thought about where they could go. “Well, there’s not much around here. We could just whip into the McDonald’s down the road.”

“Ooooh. I forgot about that place. There’s a Starbucks right next to it, right?” Tyler had a twinkle in his eye. He was thinking of something, but Jake wasn’t sure what. This wasn’t Tyler’s typical mischievous or lascivious twinkle. Tyler could see Jake’s eyebrow raising questioningly and decided to clarify. “Aren’t those places like gathering grounds for gay dudes? Maybe we’ll find someone for Sam?”

Sam turned bright red at the mention of going out on the pull so early in the day; especially with them all looking like they currently did. Who would even dare talk to them with the mountains of man meat they were all swinging around? 

Jake turned off his turn signal and drove past the entrance to the parking lot. “I don’t see why not. I could use more coffee anyway.”

Sam’s brain was in an all out brawl with itself. On one hand he was so glad that Tyler had his best interests in mind. Tyler had promised to help Sam find a guy, and it seemed like he was totally ready to follow through on it. On the other hand… well? Look at them! They were hyper-sexed circus freaks. Sam didn’t even want to go to school like this, let alone be walking around in a public setting where people he didn’t even know would be staring at his junk the whole time. The only good thing Sam could see was that he was so small in comparison to his friends that he might be able to slide in under the radar.

When they pulled up to the little coffee shop, Sam waited for Jake and Tyler to get out before he did so too. Jake and Tyler had all eyes on them in a matter of seconds; if Sam played his cards right he could be in and out without even getting so much as a sidelong glance.

It was not to be, though. When Tyler walked into the shop, he immediately took stock of all the gazes he was getting. Tyler was incredibly good at reading people’s feelings, and he did a mental inventory of those who were jealous, ashamed, intimidated, or flat out turned on. Of those that were gazing at Tyler’s impressive endowments, only one or two fit into the small category of male, aroused, and under the age of thirty.

Jake entered a second later and all eyes were split between ogling Jake or Tyler. Sam slipped in relatively under the radar; just as he was hoping to do. There seemed to be only one person giving him any attention at all, and that was one of the baristas who was working behind the counter.

Tyler quickly caught on to the one person in the room who was not giving him the full attention that he felt he deserved. Tyler recognized him immediately. He actually went to their school. Well, not anymore, really. He was a senior, and they got let out a week earlier than the rest of the students. Their graduation ceremony was last Friday, those lucky bastards. Tyler and Jake had that to look forward to next year.

From what little Tyler could remember about this guy he seemed nice enough. Pretty reserved, not nearly as reserved as Sam, but then again, few people were. Did Tyler catch a hint of blushing on his face? It was hard to tell. It looked like he hadn’t bothered shaving since his graduation ceremony; the little bit of scruff looked good on him, though. His faint beard was the same dusty reddish brown color that the rest of the hair on his head was. It really brought out his green eyes. His hair was cut pretty short, but still had a little bit of styling to it. Tyler felt his heart beat just a little faster as the server shot Sam a nervous half smile. Tyler would totally tap that if he wasn’t already completely devoted to the guy of his dreams.

A grin spread across Tyler’s face. It was time to play FedEx with these two socially inept kiddies. Tyler much preferred the idea of being an expert shipper to the commonly accepted idiom of playing Cupid. He never really understood how shooting someone was supposed to be a good way to get people to fall in love. Tyler’s experience in various video games had led him to believe that an arrow to the heart would typically result in death for the recipient.

Tyler placed his order and waited by the counter, all while watching the red-head like a hawk. The barista never noticed Tyler’s glances; he was too fixated on Sam. He only looked over to Tyler when it was finally time to hand Tyler the breakfast roll he had ordered.

The server was completely shocked when he turned around to see this guy staring at him with the biggest, playful, Cheshire Cat grin he had ever seen. He almost dropped the roll he had just pulled out of the microwave, but the blonde didn’t seem to care. The twinkle in the blonde guy’s eyes seemed to scream “Gotcha!” The blonde made a subtle gesture with his head towards the raven haired beauty that the server had been watching just a moment ago. “His name’s Sam by the way. You should give him your number.” The barista just stood there in stunned silence as the blonde guy plucked the roll from his hand and with one quick motion gave him a sly wink and vanished into the crowded coffee house.

The server went back to his tasks with a bit of a euphoric haze clouding his mind. He had a name to go with that beautiful face, and it seemed like he was being told to go for it. For some reason he felt he could trust that strange blonde guy. He seemed like the mischievous type, but he seemed trustworthy. The barista froze as he grabbed the next cup to fill. The name on the side was “Sam.”

Sam waited at the counter for his drink. He didn’t go to these places often; especially because he lived so far away from one. He wasn’t really sure what he was getting himself into, but Jake had suggested this drink, so Sam ordered it. Knowing Jake it was probably 95% caffeine with like 5% whipped cream for flavor. Sam just wanted to get out of there; leaning against the counter helped to hide his bulge, but he still felt out of place. Sam just stood there mindlessly strumming his fingers along the counter as his mind wandered off.

The black haired cutey was just a few feet away, but the server couldn’t think of anything to say. That pensive gaze he had as he stared off into nothingness just seemed to make him look even more beautiful. The barista finally managed to work up the courage to say something as he finished the drink. “Sam?”

Sam was shocked to ear someone say his name, but he turned to see that it was just the server dude holding his order. Of course he knew Sam’s name. It was written on the cup. Sam accepted the glass with a quick nod and a practiced robotic smile. “Thanks.” Sam then walked back over to reunite with his friends.

The server had frozen when he had seen Sam’s smile. He couldn’t do anything but stand there like a tool while that handsome guy walked away from him; probably forever. He was just about to go back to work, sad and dejected, when suddenly the blonde guy was standing at the counter again. The blonde guy just rolled his eyes and slipped him a napkin and a pen. The shop worker immediately took the hint and scrawled his number onto the paper. The blonde took the paper and with another sly wink, vanished into the crowd.

Tyler walked back up to his friends, and tossed Sam a stack of napkins. “Here. You’ll be needing this.” Sam was about to argue wit Tyler. After all, Sam had made sure to grab a few napkins of his own. It’s not like Sam was a messy eater or drinker in this case, but Sam noticed something written on the napkin. There was a phone number! Someone named Lyle? Sam looked around the room and noticed the barista giving him an awkward smile. Sam turned bright red. That guy had totally been checking him out the entire time and he had never even noticed!
