Eight Inches

By moc.tsop@lezterpsseleulc

Published on May 30, 2018

Gay

He slept the entire way back to our halls from some random place in Wales. I pulled up in my parking spot on campus, and took my hand off the parking brake, and moved it over to his inner thigh to give him two little squeezes to wake him up. He opened his eyes whilst stretching and looked right at me and smiled. It was 3am now, I grabbed my coat and phone from the backseat and walked over to his door and yanked him out by the hand like a dead body, Woah what the' he said as he fell onto the concrete, I laughed as he stood up and brushed himself down and said Come on, I want to go to bed' as I rolled my eyes.

7 am. That's when I was woken up by Will the next morning. I had 4 fucking hours of sleep.

The sound of my door opening woke me, he struck a pose like a model, flexing, whilst my eyes tried to focus on what was in front of me. He was wearing nothing but some neon orange Calvin Klein briefs with fine blue spots all over them.

`Wow, not the sight I wanted to wake up to... ever...' I laughed.

`Whaddya think? Am I sexy? Do they give me a thick ass? Am I looking like a snack?' He stepped in and closed the door behind him and adjusted his package as he sat down on the bed, on top of my feet. I exaggerated a groan so he knew he was not wanted in my room just as I wake up.

`I didn't even know they did briefs, let alone ones that ugly' I said laughing at how ridiculous they looked.

Ugh yeah I know' he said whilst scratching his back my mum got me them from Amazon, I think they're fake, Calvin's are better than this, whatever it is'.

Too true' I paused, How about you leave me alone, so I can, you know, sleep a bit more... more than four hours?' I suggested He stood up and fell into my desk chair and it span around to face me, I sat up in my bed and stopped him by grabbing his knee, he was beginning to annoy me, slightly.

`I would, but I'm so bored. You know the New York trip is in a week and I haven't got a partner to go with, or put down the deposit or anything' he looked at me waiting for my reply.

Well, as I said you know, I had to choose a car or go to New York it's pretty ex- -pensive' he finished off my sentence for me and I rolled my eyes afterwards to let him know that I still hate it when he does that, He followed on and that's why, I want to pay for your ticket' What the fuck? No, that's like £600 I'll owe you and- I was stunned by what he was saying, it wasn't going to be an option for me at all, I couldn't.

-Shut up! Just stop for a minute and listen. You know my financial situation, it's different for me and I really have everything I need, and this is something I want to do, for you. I'm buying it anyways. In fact, I... have bought it, I bought two tickets and there's nothing you can do about it, you don't owe me anything afterwards, and if I'm being honest there's no one else I'd rather go with, New York is awesome, I've been 4 times before with my dad and that sucked cause he was there for business, but this is different, just us two, best friends and the apple' he cringed as he finished his sentence and pulled a throw-up' face to let me know he was self-aware.

I laughed in shock, and because we're both so funny.

`What do I say, I mean, thank you, this is so cool I'm just, in shock' I said stuttering.

`Yeah it is a lot of money, to spend on someone like... you' he said in a false disappointment while looking out my window.

No! Stop it!' I said and he broke character, Awwwhh okay' he said as he leant into me so our faces were about 8 inches apart, he smelt like expensive shower gel, and his brown eyes were dead on mine, they shifted to my lips for a split second and then I looked at his too, and back to each other's eyes, he sighed in disbelief, `New York' he said and I turned away and laughed in disbelief of the whole situation, He leapt out of my chair in the direction of the door, and with that, his neon orange blue spotted fake Calvin's ripping along the taint slightly, with minimal effort. He instantly turned to me and fake cleared his throat and I sighed in disappointment of his low quality briefs.

He closed his legs tightly, desperately trying to keep his dignity intact, and shuffled towards my door, looking like a complete idiot. He opened the door, and turned to me and said whispering just so I could hear, `I won't be packing these'.

Next: Chapter 4


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