Chapter 2 - Portal X2 (part 3 of 4)

[Features: Portals, professor, sex, slight helplessness, teasing]
Jared woke up and he had a problem. He had to go to the bathroom, yet his dick was still stuck in a feminine guy’s ass over at who-knows-where. So, after trying to hold it in, he gave a small apology to Ammon in his head and let nature take its course.

Sadly, he may have paid for that later with an extremely painful scrubbing. He felt like he was rubbed raw after that one.

It also made him think about Marah and Milly and how he knew, for a fact, that they hadn’t cleaned him when they thought he was a dildo, before or after. He might have to talk to them about cleanliness.

He grimaced.

Yeah he didn’t want to have to do that or to talk to them at all any time soon really. Because that would mean talking about what they had done to each other and that seemed… awkward at best. It had been awkward. Terribly, awfully so.

At least he didn’t have to do that agai-

“Aw Fuck.”

It had just occurred to Jared that he did need to go through all of that again. He couldn’t just not tell Ammon what had happened. Now this time, it was going to be even worse. Ammon was practically a stranger. He had no idea of anything about him. He had no idea how he was even going to tell him anything about this!

Time ticked onwards, school growing ever closer to arriving, and Jared felt both horribly nervous and apprehensive and excited. He’d finally be whole again and could put all of this behind him. On the flip side, he’d have to have one of the worst conversations of his life. It wasn’t exactly an equal trade, he thought. The conversation was probably going to be far worse than he expected too.

He had decided though. There would be no random weirdness, no if’s, and’s, or maybe’s. He was going to have this conversation immediately. It had dawned on him that if he had managed to talk to Marah and Milly at lunch, like he had planned, they could’ve figured out and swapped back with Ammon immediately, preventing this entire situation.

Luckily for him, he saw Ammon nearly immediately. He was getting breakfast, with Marah’s backpack.

“Hey, Ammon. Can we talk?”

“Oh uh, hi Jared. Sure. What did you want to talk about?”

“Not here, in private. Actually, just uh, follow me, if that’s all good with you?”

Ammon’s heart skipped a beat for a second. Why would Jared want to talk to him alone? He tried not to let his imagination go wild.

“Okay.”

He followed after Jared, not sure where they were going and then was deeply confused when they went inside the bathroom of all places. That was, huh? Why?

Once they were there, and Jared checked that no one else was, he turned back towards Ammon.

“Ammon, this isn’t going to be an easy thing to say, and uh, I’m sorry. I, don’t know how else to say this. I know it’s going to sound crazy but just listen until the end okay?”

Ammon was starting to get worried, he barely knew Jared, but he seemed fine and was friend’s with Marah, so he was probably okay. He didn’t think it was a confession, this seemed more, negative.

“I got a Gadget from a friend of a friend, we didn’t know what it did. I uh, used it.” Jared seemed to blush a little here. “And it… ended up in Marah’s bag.”

Oh shit. Ammon’s eyes widened. This was about the dildo wasn’t it? It was Jared’s?! But why was he telling him? He could’ve just asked for the bag back.

“I know you used it. It’s not a dildo. It’s my actual dick.”

Before Ammon could parse out what the fuck he just heard, Jared dropped his pants and Ammon looked down on reflex.

A passing student walked into the bathroom, saw some of the scene, and immediately walked away.

Ammon looked down and before he was confused, then momentarily extremely confused, he was now still extremely confused but for different reasons. Jared didn’t have a dick and Ammon’s first thought was “Well fuck. That’s going to suck in bed.” Getting his mind back to normal and out of the gutter, he let the words sink in and the swirling flat plane in front of him consume his vision before he uttered the perfectly reasonable answer of:

“What the fuck. What the fuck is going on?”

His eyes didn’t leave the white mass on the front of Jared.

“It wasn’t a dildo.” Jared replied.

“It was me.”

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