Chapter 13 - Geno-type pt. 13

Jake could feel the sunlight hitting his eyelids. Ugh. This is why he kept the blinds shut at all times. It’s too early to be awake. His alarm didn’t even go off yet. He was having such a good dream too. Jake couldn’t remember anything about his dream, but he felt happy. Whatever it was the memory had faded, but the feelings had not. Jake sighed a little bit. No sense in staying in bed. Jake could never fall right back asleep after he was awake. He would have liked to stay in the dream a little while longer, though.
           
He begrudgingly opened his eyes. He had to squint at first; the sunlight was pouring in from the window directly into his face. Once his eyes adjusted he was able to take in his surroundings. This was Tyler’s room. This was Tyler’s bed. Where was Tyler? All of Jake’s senses quickly snapped awake. He could now feel Tyler’s body interlocked with his own. He looked down and he could see Tyler’s head pressed against his chest. Jake was no longer worried about his fleeting dreams. This was far better than any dream he could have hoped for.
           
All the memories of last night flooded back into his mind. They had had sex. Not just once, but four times? Well, technically two. The definition of sex can get a little hazy sometimes. Either way, he had a wild night with his best friend; his best friend who is now his boyfriend. Jake let that last thought soak in a bit while he stroked Tyler’s hair.
           
Jake would have loved to run his fingers through Tyler’s hair, but Tyler’s hair was hard and plastered together. It was almost like Tyler had tried to style his hair with an industrial sized vat of hair gel or maybe a can of deck sealant. Jake got a good look at the ceiling and walls surrounding them. Much of the room was coated in much the same way. The smell was incredible. It was so potent, and yet fairly calming. Jake recognized the smell easy enough. It was the same smell that was wafting off of Tyler’s skin. Sweat; quite a bit of sweat. Sweat and cum. Lots and lots of cum.

Jake took in a deep breath. The smell was intoxicated. He could feel his dick begin to stir and inflate. But wait. His dick was fairly cramped in here. Jake looked down at how he and Tyler were sleeping, and pieced it all together. He was asleep on his side. Jake’s arms were wrapped around Tyler. Tyler was nestled in close; Tyler’s back pressed firmly against Jake’s chest and stomach. Spooning. That’s what this is called, right? Jake thought to himself. He couldn’t believe he was actually spooning with Tyler, and he was the big spoon, no less. Jake supposed that made sense since he was so much taller.

That didn’t explain the pressure on Jake’s cock. He shifted his position enough that he could see over Tyler’s body. He got a good look at both his and Tyler’s respective packages. Oh right, that could be a problem. Jake’s cock was threaded between Tyler’s legs. It stretched farther on and then dangled off the edge of the bed a bit. He could see Tyler’s massive nut sack mashed up against his own dick.

Tyler’s own cock was even bigger. It was probably taller than even Jake was. Tyler was hugging it close to his chest as he slept. Tyler was spooning his own dick. The shaft running along the front of his body, up past his head, hit the headboard, and looped back…. right under Jake’s head. Jake wasn’t using a pillow; his head was propped up on the spongy tip of Tyler’s monstrous cock.

Jake could feel himself getting ever harder at this thought, but he couldn’t afford another go with Tyler. He had classes in a few short hours, and he still had no idea how he was going to go out in public in his current state.

Jake quietly rolled onto his back; he was being careful not to wake Tyler. Now that he was on his back he could feel his enormous sack. It had been fine while he was asleep on his side; he just got his legs around the top of the sack and let his balls lay behind him. Now that he was on his back it was a very different story. His legs were now lying directly on top of his nuts. They were huge. He could not even completely bend his knees, since each nut was taller than the length of the upper half of his leg. He felt like he did when he was a kid, and watching Saturday morning cartoons on the couch. He used to love to lie on the couch with his feet over the backrest, while he watched the screen upside down.

Jake slowly managed to slide his massive semi out from between Tyler’s legs. He went slowly and quietly to avoid waking Tyler up. Tyler wasn’t the only thing that was in danger of waking up, though. Jake was already extremely aroused from the moment he woke up; feeling Tyler’s legs rub against his dick just made it worse. By the time Jake pulled himself loose his dick was already standing upward; wobbling awkwardly from side to side. Seeing his own shaft point skyward like this took Jake’s breath away. He stared in awe as he surveyed the sheer magnitude of his spire; it wasn’t even fully hard yet.

Jake slowly managed to get his arousal under control as he slid down to the foot of the bed. Once he got close to the edge of the bed, Jake maneuvered his legs so that his shins pushed up against his nuts; he slipped a foot under each ball and began to walk them slowly to the edge. Jake was very glad that the footboard of Tyler’s bed was lower than the mattress; if it wasn’t he didn’t know how he would get out of the bed without waking Tyler.

Jake arced he back to get enough leverage to shove his balls over the edge of the bed with his feet. Jake managed to push his balls a little over half way over the edge before he decided to let gravity do its thing. Jake’s pouch rolled over the end of the bed, and the rest of his body followed. It was far from the most elegant landing ever; Jake never was very coordinated or athletic. He managed to land on his feet, but he wasn’t able to get is legs straightened out in time. His feet hit the ground first, followed immediately by his hefty nuts. As his balls hit the floor with an audible smack, Jake could feel all the muscles in his abdomen cramp up. He didn’t land all that hard, fortunately, so the uncomfortable cramping was the extent of the damage. He had landed hard on his ass a split second after his nuts hit the ground. He had actually hit his ass much harder on his ass than on his nuts, but he really could not even feel the soreness in his bottom over the cramping in his stomach.

Jake staggered to his feet as the cramping subsided. His dick had deflated quite a bit by now, but it was still sort of bobbing out in front of him as he walked. Jake took a quick look back at Tyler before walking into the bathroom. Tyler was still fast asleep; hugging his massive dick as if it were a giant teddy bear.

Jake walked into the bathroom and began to run the shower. It usually took a minute to warm up enough for him. As he waited he realized he hadn’t used the restroom since he left his house yesterday. He suddenly really needed to; like some sort of Pavlovian response to being so near a toilet. Jake stared at the toilet for a minute as he tried to figure out how he could even physically manage to use it. Obviously the mechanics are still the same, but the size and positioning would require a lot of reworking.

Jake was now soft enough that he could rest the head of his cock on the toilet seat, but that wouldn’t work. The angle of entry would be all wrong. All he would succeed in doing is blasting the back of the toilet; completely missing the bowl. Come on, think Jake. Jake surveyed the room, and there he saw it. Wedged in between the Toilet and shower stall was a tall, skinny cabinet. It wasn’t mounted to the floor like every other fixture in the room. This one was added recently as a bit of decoration; it had the added function of hiding the extra rolls of paper, while still keeping them in arm’s length of the bowl. Jake moved the cupboard over in front of the toilet and draped his cock over it. He would now have a much better angle to shoot from.

Jake leaned back against the wall and let loose. He could feel the relief immediately as the pressure in his bladder faded away, but he could feel something else. The stream felt really weak. It wasn’t exactly weak, per se, but given the way things had been going since last night, Jake had expected some sort of explosion of juices, a steaming hot geyser of piss.

Apparently his bladder was unaffected by the changes that he had undergone during the past evening. Jake suddenly felt really silly, and so when he was done, he hefted his dick off the podium he had set up, flushed the bowl, and hopped into the shower hoping to forget the event ever happened.

 Jake’s shower was relatively uneventful. He had to spend extra time scrubbing off the layers of cum had had acquired during the night. It wasn’t just the bunch that was sprayed on him, but also the large globs that had dripped down from the ceiling during the night. He also spent a bit of extra time polishing his equipment; not because it particularly needed it but because it felt amazing.

Jake kneaded the soap up and down every inch of his shaft. He was starting to get harder as he went. He could feel his legs getting wobbly from the waves of pleasure coursing through his body, and so he decided to sit down. Sitting down proved to be a very good idea because it made it easy for him to wash the underside of his balls; trying to wrap his body around the large orbs that protruded in front of him proved to be very difficult.  Jake scrubbed every inch of his sack vigorously. He rubbed and massaged his balls all over; losing himself in the pleasure. He could feel himself edging closer and closer.
           
Jake wanted so much to just rub one out right then and there, but he knew that once he starting gushing he wouldn’t be able to stop. As much as he wished to stay there and drain his nearly endless amounts of spooge into the shower, Jake realized that he would have to work quickly to get everything ready in time for class.

Jake let out a long reluctant sigh as he rinsed the conditioner out of his hair and then began to dry off. Is dick was slowly starting to deflate again, but it was still extra sensitive. Even just trying to dry off his shaft with a towel brought him close to the edge again. As Jake finished drying off his cock he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. He looked ridiculous. His cock was so big that he could only look at himself from the side. His dick was taller and thicker than he was. Jake figured his shoulders might be a little broader than his shaft, but his waist was definitely smaller. How in the world was he going to hide this thing?

Jake slung his damp towel over his shoulder and walked back into Tyler’s room. He wouldn’t be able to see very well until his throbbing erection finally faded. Fortunately he was able to get around by looking around either side of his dick. He had a giant blind spot right in the middle, but he could navigate well enough from what else he could see.

As Jake entered Tyler’s room he could hear Tyler speak to him. “Hey, sexy. Sure you don’t want a little help with that?” Jake could not see Tyler, but just from the tone of Tyler’s voice Jake could tell that he was horny and feeling a little devious, but then again Tyler was always a little devious; since last night he was also always horny.  

“Not now.” Jake said. He was trying to sound resolute, but his voice came out as somewhat disheartened. “We have to hurry if we are going to be ready in time for school.” Jake crossed his arms in front of his chest, but he wasn’t sure if that helped his case or just made him look more ridiculous.

“Oh, come now. It’s barely six o’clock. We have a few hours yet.” Tyler said with his most seductive voice. Jake could hear Tyler getting closer with each word. Jake tried to do a quick calculation in his head. If it was only 6 am then they still had a few hours. Plenty of time for a quickie, right? But in the back of his mind, Jake knew there was no such thing as a quickie with Tyler. Not at their current measurements. They would be at it for an hour and both be a hot, sticky, mess.

Just thinking about it made Jake harder. He was starting to dribble again; something Tyler was quick to exploit. “You really don’t expect me to believe that you aren’t in the mood, do you?” Tyler continued to try and entice Jake. Jake could feel Tyler’s fingers running up and down the length of his dick; drawing arbitrary patterns in the stream of pre. Jake was actually glad he couldn’t see Tyler right now. If he looked into Tyler’s face and saw that devious glint in his green eyes and that cocky smile, Jake would lose it.

Jake tried to shake the image from his mind. Even the thought of Tyler was turning him on. The more he tried to not think about Tyler the clearer the image became in his mind. He wanted to not imagine the cut abs that was flashing vividly in his mind. He tried to banish the thought of the several feet of Tyler’s cock that was snaking its way through his consciousness. Jake was losing this fight and he knew it. He would probably just have to call today a bust.

Jake didn’t really need to go to school today, did he? He had not used any of his skip days yet. They were getting so close to the end of the school year, He could almost take the rest of the semester off and be in good academic standing. Jake’s knees began to feel week so he leaned back against the wall to steady himself.

Jake’s mind continued to drift. It would be fine, he had such high grades that he was given the option to opt out of all of his finals. He slid down the wall and slowly sank until he was seated flat on his ass; his legs spread wide to make room for his massive balls. Jake’s closed his eyes and accepted defeat.

Tyler got down on his knees in front of Jake and began to lick the tip of Jake’s cock all over. Tyler knew that Jake had given up, and so Tyler decided to take his time with Jake; it’s not like Tyler actually cared if he went to school today. He worked on Jake’s cock all while never taking his eyes off of Jake’s.

Jake tried to keep his eyes open, but the pleasure coursing through his body was getting to be too much. The best he could manage was to occasionally get his eyelids to flutter open for a second or two while his eyes tried to focus on anything. Jake could occasionally make eye contact with Tyler and see that Tyler was no longer trying to be seductive. Tyler was beaming with pride. Tyler had won, and they both knew it.

‘That’s fine.’ Jake thought to himself. ‘As long as I get my projects turned in I am guaranteed straight As. Projects? What Projects? He only had one project and that wasn’t due until…

“SHIT!” Jake yelled as he jumped up to his feet. Tyler fell backwards after being rammed in the face by Jake’s throbbing erection. It was so hard and big and it was moving so fast, Tyler felt like he had just been slammed in the face by a battering ram.
Tyler could feel the sharp pain in his face. He wiped his mouth to see a little bit of blood on his hand. It wasn’t bad though. It appeared to be just a split lip. “What the hell was that?” Tyler moaned while he continued to rub his lip.

“Look. Sorry, but my AP Bio project is due today. I cannot miss this, and I still need to put my folder together. I have to get home. Right now.” Jake was speaking in short bursts between breaths as he ran around the room.

Tyler wanted to laugh in spite of the pain. Jake just looked so silly running around with his left hand gripping colossal wang close to his shoulder in order be able to see where he is going. Although, Tyler had to pull a similar maneuver just to be able to try and suck off his boyfriend. AP Bio is such a cockblock.

Tyler watched as Jake ran over to Tyler’s closet and began pulling spare covers out. Tyler always kept spare bedding on the top shelf of his closet for when Jake stayed over. Last night was actually the first time they had ever shared a bed.

Tyler was sitting on the floor of his room. His rock hard dick was sticking straight up. As Jake ran past Tyler, Tyler was able to do a quick comparison. The top of Jake’s head did not even reach the tip of Tyler’s cock. Since Tyler was sitting down that would mean that the base of his dick was pretty close to floor level. Tyler’s cock was bigger than Jake!

Jake had already thrown a sheet around his waist as best he could to make a makeshift skirt and was in the middle of pulling another blanket over his shoulders as a makeshift shawl when he noticed it too. Jake’s cock was taller than he was by a good margin; probably another foot or so taller than he was. Jake was mesmerized. Jake realized that he should probably be worried, maybe even emasculated, but he wasn’t. Jake was just in awe. Tyler’s cock was glorious; a thing of sheer beauty. Jake stared at it longingly, wishing for the day when his would be that big; if not even bigger.

Jake was able to break his gaze away from the magnificent tool that was standing before him. He needed to get home and soon. Jake had a passable outfit. It would at least serve to get him across the street easy enough. His cock had deflated enough so that Jake could hold it close to his chest and it would not be too terribly noticeable.

“Look. I’ve got to get home now. I’ll try and find us some clothes that will fit. Just get ready for school, and I’ll be back to pick you up in about two hours.” Jake explained to Tyler. Jake really wanted to stay, but he had obligations to fulfill; he could not afford to ruin his class averages.

 Jake quickly ran across the street over to his house, and tried the door. It was locked tight. Damn it. His parents must have locked it before they went to bed last night, and Jake left his key in his pants at Tyler’s place. Jake’s parents were an older couple who had already retired. They would not be awake for a few more hours. Not that he wanted them to see him like this anyway. He could run back to Tyler’s house and grab his key, but Jake really didn’t want to risk it.

Jake slipped around the side of the house and easily opened the side gate. He then ran to the back door and tried to open that one. This one opened without a hitch. Jake breathed a sigh of relief and then crept inside. It was strange to have to sneak into his own house. It was kind of fun, too. Jake silently hummed the Mission Impossible theme to himself as he continued creeping through the house.

Jake went upstairs, past his parents’ bedroom, and into his brother’s old room. Jake had two brothers, both several years older than him. The younger of the two was almost twenty years older than him. It’s pretty easy to figure out how Jake came to be from there. A small, close knit family, their two kids go off to college leaving the parents home alone for the first time in twenty five years. The empty nest syndrome sets in, and the old couple has a little too much fun one Friday evening. Nine month later along comes Jake.

Jake slipped into his younger brother’s room, and began rummaging through his clothes. Jake’s older brother was the most popular guy around. He was tall, strong, smart, good looking. The younger brother… not so much. He was overweight and moody. He grew bitter from always living in his brother's shadow. He had done alright in college, got a degree, and then moved back in with the parents for a few years.

Jake was still really young back then, but he remembered that his brother went through a phase. Well, one of many, but his brother used to wear big, black, clothing; huge, baggy pants, oversized trench coats, and lots of belts. Jake was hoping that the sheer size of his brother, and the style of is old clothes would make them viable options.

Jake was able to find a suitable outfit for himself relatively easily. The pants had a much wider waist than Jake was used to, and the legs were so big and baggy he could pretty much stand up in one of them. That’s what he needed, though, because he was going to need to get two legs down one side.

Jake slipped the pants on easy enough, but he could not get it all the way up to his waist. He had to sit is low on his hips, below even the base of his cock. This gave him enough room for his giant nuts to clear the inseam. Jake slipped his cock down the left leg, but his cock was just a little too long. It still poked out the bottom of the pant leg. There had to be a way to make this work. Jake pondered his situation for a minute, and then he remembered the box full of belts in his brother’s closet.

Jake grabbed a couple of belts from out of the box and fastened them to his leg. To anyone looking, it would just appear to be an interesting fashion statement, but the real purpose was to keep his dick from shifting downward in his pant leg. Jake then grabbed a similar pair and a large coat for Tyler.

Jake ran over to his room next and grabbed a long, tight shirt to complete the look. Jake then took his time gathering is papers and getting some breakfast. Jake was torn; he wanted to continue rushing so that he could get back to Tyler. He didn’t actually trust Tyler to not spend the entire time just jacking off. On the other hand Jake didn’t trust Tyler to not jump his bones the second he walked in the room. Jake needed to arrive back at Tyler’s place soon enough, that he could make Tyler get ready for school, but late enough that Tyler wouldn’t have enough time to get Jake back out of his clothes.

Jake looked at the clock. He had over an hour before he had to leave for school. He could afford to take his time. He needed some time alone anyway, time away from Tyler to really think over what was happening. Jake poured himself a big bowl of cereal and ate in silence as he reflected over the past night.

In the span of one night Jake had come out to his best friend. He had proceeded to then have sex with said friend. Lots of sex with said friend; hot, steamy, mind blowing sex with said friend. In the process, Jake’s perfectly average, unremarkable, six inches exploded into what is likely well over four feet. That’s not even the worst part.

He has tried to think of it rationally, and every rational part of his brain says this is wrong. He doesn’t care though, he loves it. Jake loves the way it looks, the way it feels, and oh god, he loves the way that Tyler loves it.

Just thinking of the way Tyler looks at him now, the lust and unbridled passion in Tyler’s eyes, makes Jake horny all over again. Jakes mind kept replaying the scene from earlier this morning; the way Tyler would keep his lustful gaze fixed on Jake as he worked Jake’s cock. Just thinking about it now, Tyler could feel himself getting hard again. His cock began to inflate and press against the belts.

The pain of the shackles digging into his tethered leviathan snapped Jake back to reality. He would have to be careful in public. It would be too easy to let his cock slip loose if he got too hard. Jake could already tell that this was going to be one hell of a day.

Jake took his sweet time with the rest of his preparations. He actually enjoyed taking not being in a rush. He had plenty of time to do everything he could want to without needing to worry. Not to mention he still had this nagging feeling in the back of is mind that he would have had plenty of time for a quick one with Tyler. Jake was afraid that if he got to Tyler’s place too early the urge would take over and all his work would be undone.

Jake tilted the bowl to his mouth and chugged all the leftover milk from his cereal. Taking it slow was nice and all, but he really did have to actually finish getting ready. His next stop was the bathroom to do some much needed brushing. His mouth tasted awful. Jake felt like he had the funk of forty thousand years rolling around his tongue. He hadn’t brushed his teeth before going to sleep last night like he normally did so now he had this funky taste in his mouth; Jake didn’t doubt his unusual diet during the recent night had something to do with that as well.

Jake brushed his teeth until he could feel the fluoride begin to burn his tongue. Then he rinsed his mouth out and did the same thing with some Listerine. His mouth burned, but at least the taste was going away. He could go around school today without worrying about his breath smelling like crypt dust and cum.   

Jake looked at the clock again and realized he had thirty minutes before he had to leave for class. He figured now would be a good time to go fetch Tyler. Jake wouldn’t be at all surprised if he had to force Tyler to get his ass in gear. Tyler liked to slack off for as long as possible; especially when it came to getting ready to go places he would rather not go to.

Jake gathered up his school supplies and walked over to Tyler’s house. He was pleasantly surprised to find Tyler already getting out of the shower. Tyler walked out of his bathroom and into his bedroom wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around his head. Tyler’s
cock was draped over his shoulders as is he was wearing it like a feather boa. His lip seemed to be completely healed already.

“About time you got back. You missed all the fun.” Tyler said with his trademark grin.

Jake just sighed again. “You rubbed one off anyway, didn’t you? I had a feeling you wouldn’t have enough sense to just get ready to go. We’ve only got twenty minutes left before we need to go. Hurry up and put these on.” Jake tossed Tyler a pair of pants, a shirt, and a large coat.

Tyler caught the pants that were thrown his way, but didn’t even bother trying to catch the rest. “This your brother’s old stuff?” Tyler sniffed it. “Oh, damn. Ten year old reefer funk.” Tyler stuck his tongue out in a look of comical disgust.

“Oh, come on. They’ve been washed, and haven’t been worn in years. You shouldn’t be able to smell anything. Better yet, they should fit. Now shut up and put them on.” Tyler just rolled his eyes and began to step into the pants. They both quickly realized a problem. Well, two problems, but the first problem is that Tyler’s saggy balls drooped so low, that he’d have to wear the pants with the waistband at his knees to not get his junk caught. Fortunately, Jake devised a plan really quickly.

Jake went into Tyler’s closet and pulled out a smaller throw blanket from Tyler’s bedding stack. “Here we go. We’re going to rig you boulder holder.” Tyler gave Jake a questioning look as Jake walked over to him. “Just work with me here.” Jake pleaded as he got down on his knees in front of Tyler.

“Oh, I like were this is going.” Tyler said with his best Quagmire voice.

Jake gave another frustrated sigh as he fashioned a rudimentary pair of underwear out of the blanket. The blanket pulled Tyler’s nuts up higher and close to his body so that he was able to wear the pants up much higher, and much more comfortably. “And, now for the hard part.” Jake said as he stood up and began to lift Tyler’s dick off of his shoulders as if it was a string of Mardi Gras beads.

“Not yet, but if you keep holding it like that it will be.” Tyler joked while he shot Jake a dirty wink. Jake tried to cover is grin with a forced sigh, but neither of them thought it was very convincing. “Oh, you know you like it.” Tyler continued to tease.

Jake managed to loop Tyler’s dick around his midriff twice and then feed what was left down one of Tyler’s pant legs. Now that everything was in place, Jake tightened the pants, and then Tyler pulled on a shirt and the coat. Tyler looked a little thick around the middle, but otherwise he could pass as an average every day human.

“Great. Five minutes to spare.” Jake said looking at his watch. “Did you eat already?”

“I had plenty to drink.” Tyler said with a sly wink. Jake processed what Tyler said and just had to roll his eyes again. Jake had no idea how Tyler was going to get through the entire school day like this. It seemed like he couldn’t go fifteen minutes without popping a bone.

“Thanks for all your help getting me dressed, by the way.” Tyler spoke again in his seductive voice. “Allow me to return the favor.” Tyler acted like he was adjusting the collar of Jake’s shirt, but then instead pulled him in for a long, hot kiss on the lips.

The two of them stood there kissing for a few minutes. Tyler began to slowly work his way slower. As he was kissing the side of Jake’s neck, Jake whispered into his ear, “Brush your teeth. Your breath is ass.” Tyler gave Jake a playful shove, and Jake fell back laughing. “No, but seriously, brush your teeth. We have to get going.”

Jake got to his feet, still laughing. Tyler jokingly stuck out his tongue and then went into the bathroom to finish getting ready. Jake looked at his watch again. It was going to be tight, but they could still do it. Jake scooped up Tyler’s bags, told Tyler to head over to his Jeep, ran downstairs and grabbed some cereal bars from the pantry, and then hopped into his Jeep right as Tyler was getting out of his house.

Tyler crawled in on the passenger side, and Jake took off down the road before Tyler even managed to get his seatbelt on. Jake was seriously in a hurry to get to school, but it wasn’t just that. Tyler could see that Jake was getting more and more tense the closer they got. Something was stressing him out.

Jake pulled into the first parking spot he could find; which was of course at the back of the lot since it was so close to time for classes to start. He then hopped out of the jeep and tossed Tyler his pack; still not saying anything. Tyler was starting to get worried now, had he said anything to offend him? He teased Jake all the time, but nothing seemed to have gotten under his skin like this before. Tyler looked around the lot, there were a few scattered people trickling in before the bell like they were, but no one they particularly knew.
Tyler didn’t think it had anything to do with someone else, though.

“So, can I get a ride home from you today, too?” Tyler asked, mostly trying to get some sort of reaction from Jake.
Jake seemed distracted and responded with an aloof “Yeah, sure.” Jake then looked around nervously and said “Look. I really have to go. I can’t afford to be late today.” Jake then slung his bag over his shoulder and scurried off to the school leaving Tyler confused and a little hurt.

Tyler really didn’t care about getting to class before the bell rang so he walked slowly to the school while lost in thought. He was more worried about the way Jake had been acting for the last half hour or so. He was twitchier than normal. Jake was always a little shy around other people and especially in crowded places, but this was something different. Tyler was starting to get an idea about what was going on, and he really hoped he was wrong.

The first class dragged on. Tyler was stuck in his basic English class. It was so boring that he could barely focus on the class on a normal day, but with Jake’s actions eating him up inside it was just impossible. The only thing that kept Tyler from going insane in that class was knowing that he and Jake had neighboring classes next period.

The old lady teaching the class kept giving Tyler mean looks for the entire period. In part because Tyler was wearing a radically new style of clothing today; teachers were always leery of students who decide to reinvent themselves out of the blue. In part because Tyler could not sit still the entire class; he spent the entire class period nervously tapping his foot on the ground. Also in part because Tyler was known to disrupt class with jokes and other outbursts when he was in a good mood. No one knew how he would act in his current mood, but many believed that it would not be good.

As soon as the bell rang Tyler was out the door like a bolt. He hauled ass off to the math wing, hoping to find Jake. He found Jake, but he couldn’t reach him. Jake had already slipped into his classroom. Tyler could see him sitting in a desk at the farthest corner away from the door. Tyler really wanted to go in there and talk to him, but he knew the guy who taught Jake’s class. He was a total hard ass and would write Tyler up for being in his classroom before he could ever get any info out of Jake. Tyler was just going to have to wait for after this class and corner Jake before he could get to his next class.

Tyler’s second period went much the same as his first. He was irritable and could not focus. He couldn’t even be bothered to make a smart ass response when the teacher called on him to solve a problem. He just wanted this class to be over. Tyler kept his eyes glued on the door across the hall that lead to Jake’s classroom. Tyler had to be sure that Jake did not try to sneak out early and give him the slip. Fortunately Jake didn’t make an attempt to leave class early. Tyler was actually grateful Jake was such a nerd. No matter how much Jake might be trying to avoid talking to Tyler, he still could not bring himself to ditch class.

Math class ended and Tyler once again flew out the door right as the bell rang. Tyler waited right next to the door to Jake’s classroom. Jake tried to slip out of the class quickly and unnoticed, but Tyler caught him by the wrist before he could get away.
“Jake, I need to talk to you.” Tyler pleaded with Jake.

“Sorry, but I’m really in a hurry.” Jake said as he tried to slip away. “I can’t afford to be late to my next class.”

“Bullshit. We both know you have your lunch period next.” Tyler glared at Jake and tightened his grip. “I know what this is really about.”

Suddenly they both heard a loud voice from behind them. “Hello, Ladies. I’m not interrupting anything, am I?” Tyler knew that voice, and he could feel the rage bubbling up inside of him.
“Not now, Biff.” Tyler responded; he didn’t even bother looking back to see who it was.
           
A large crowd had begun to gather around them already. Biff yelled loudly because he wanted people to notice him, and pretty much everyone at that school knew that when Biff wanted attention it meant he was looking for a fight. Jake, of course, also knew this and he was trying to get away, but Tyler refused to let him go.
           
“Oh, don’t be that way.” Biff said with obviously feigned hurt in his voice. “I was just here to offer condolences to my buddy after I heard he was breaking up with his boyfriend.” There was some jeering from he crowd in response to Biff’s taunt.
           
“We’re not breaking up.” Tyler said with a flat voice. He still would not even look at Biff; instead he kept his eyes fixed on Jake. Biff was momentarily taken aback, and the people in the crowd muttered softly to each other.
           
Biff regained his composure and continued his taunting. “Well I am glad to hear that you two are doing so well. It would be a shame for such a cute couple to call it quits.” There was more jeering from the crowd. By now the crowd had completely blocked in Biff, Jake, and Tyler.
           
Tyler could see that Jake was afraid, but there was something else in his eyes, too. Tyler gave Jake’s wrist a quick reassuring squeeze and then he let go. Tyler then turned to face Biff. “I’ve had just about enough of you. I know you are the one who has been spreading those rumors about us. I know you have been telling everyone you meet how you think that we are gay. Well, I am sick of it. It’s time I put this to rest once and for all!” Tyler turned back to Jake and he could see that all the fear in Jake’s eyes had drained away to sorrow.
           
Time seemed to slow down around Jake, and sound faded away to a low hum. He had been dreading this moment. It was a moment that he hoped would never come. Jake wasn’t actually worried about being outed at school. He had always been a bit of a loser, but Tyler was different. Tyler was popular; he thrived off of the praise and adoration of the crowd. Jake knew that Tyler loved him, but he didn’t know if Tyler loved him enough to commit social suicide for him. When faced with the school’s biggest bully and a crowd of his peers it appeared that Tyler was going to throw Jake under the bus. Jake just wanted to run away and hide, but there was nowhere to go.
           
Tyler stormed back over to Jake and grabbed him by the shirt. Jake flinched and braced himself for what came next, but he wasn’t expecting next move. Tyler pulled Jake in close and planted a long kiss right on his lips. Jake was shocked at first, but once he figured out what was going on he returned the kiss with just as much passion. Everyone was dead silent.
           
When Tyler finally broke away from Jake he turned around to face Biff. “Would you look at that? You called something right for once. I wouldn’t make a habit of it, though.” Tyler said with a smug look of satisfaction on his face. Most of the crowd began cheering, a few started muttering, and at least one in the crowd felt his heart breaking.
           
Biff was now furious. He screamed at Tyler “Fuckin fags! What good is having a dick if you don’t know how to use it!” With an angry roar he rushed forward and kicked Tyler right between the legs.
           
Tyler couldn’t register the pain. He felt the initial blow, and then nothing. His vision condensed to a small point of light, almost as if his mind was an old monitor that had just burnt out. He could hear nothing, but a shrill ringing in his ears. Tyler hit the floor hard. He must have fallen but he couldn’t remember ever doing it. It was like he had fallen years ago and had just finally hit the floor. It felt like all the muscles in his abdomen began to collapse inward and cramp up. His stomach did the same. Tyler felt he need to puke, but nothing would come up. He just lay on the floor alternating between heaving and gasping for breath.
           
The second Tyler went down Jake felt like time slowed down. He could see Biff charging at him while screaming something. Jake didn’t understand. He couldn’t recognize sounds anymore. He just watched in shock as a giant fist came rushing slowly at his head.
           
Jake was a little taller than biff, but Biff was solid muscle. Jake also had never been in a fight before. He knew he was doomed. He had no idea how to fight back and he lacked the physical strength to do so even if he wanted to. So instead of fighting back he just stared blankly at the first flying towards his face.
          
Right before the fist was going to hit something happened. Jake could see it all very clearly since everything seemed to be going at a fraction of its normal speed. He saw a younger, smaller boy run in between Biff and him. This boy had black, stylish, emo rocker hair, and was wearing tight black pants, a white button up shirt, a black tie, and black and white converse shoes. The boy’s left hand shot up and hit Biff in the wrist, causing his punch to veer off course and miss Jake. Then the boy delivered a strong strike right to Biff’s gut while he was still falling forward from the punch. The second hit cause Biff to stagger forward, and then the boy did one quick, hard, upwards palm strike right into Biff’s nose.
           
The loud sickening crunch snapped Jake back into reality. The normal flow of time returned, as did the sounds. Biff was on the ground screaming as he clutched his hands to his face. Jake could see the blood streaming through his fingers. The boy grabbed Jake’s sleeve and shook it to get Jake’s attention. “Come on. We have to get Tyler to the nurse.”
