Over the next week Zach found a rhythm for his new infinite free time--as soon as Mike started snoring at night Zach would slip out of their room and make his way to the gym and start his night. There he ran and lifted weights and swam and every other exercise he could do. Sometimes there would be a couple other people there late at night and Zach would only stay a couple hours to avoid arousing suspicion, but most nights he could work out all night long. Obviously he had plenty of breaks, and for every hour of exercise he probably had 3 hours of rest and cooling off in his watch world, but even by the end of the week Zach was starting to see gains in his arms and thighs and even some abs were threatening to push through on his belly. Zach loved pausing time and stripping in the middle of the gym in front of the wall mirrors along the weight sets, admiring his gains and obviously his big dick, which he never got tired of looking at.
Around 6-7am he'd make his way back to his room and pick out articles and videos and podcasts he could download so he could listen and watch and read them in watch world, while he waited for Mike to wake up and not be any the wiser to Zach being gone all night.
Once Mike was up and it was time for class Zach spent essentially every moment of every day with other people. He would introduce himself to classmates, he wandered around his dorm to chat with anyone whose door was open, he was eager to meet friends of friends. Obviously Zach wasn't making friends with everyone he met, and there were plenty of both guys and girls who were stuck up and didn't want to have anything to do with a guy seemingly as unimpressive as Zach, but on the whole he was building up a good stable of acquaintances and was becoming pretty widely known and liked.
Zach's core group of friends though was small and close--really just Sara, Jake, and Sean. Basically every day he'd spend at least a couple hours with one or more of them.
Sara could be annoying in the way overly woke people can be, but she was also a compelling combination of sweet and cynical. You'd think she was a spoiled rich girl, but she was at the school on a full scholarship, and had moved out of her abusive father's house the day she turned 18. She wanted to work in the film industry and loved every kind of movie, and she and Zach would often reserve a projector in a library room to watch some classic on a big screen. When Zach came out to her she said, "shit, shit, shit, why am I always into the gay guys!" before apologizing and giving him a hug.
Jake--well you remember Jake.
And Sean was in half Zach's classes so he spent the most time with him, and he was probably the friend Zach was starting to feel closest to, but weirdly he was also the only one of the 3 Zach hadn't come out to yet. Not that he was avoiding it, it just never seemed to come up--there was always classwork to discuss or gossip about the other freshmen or games to play or movies to watch.
Zach had two other close friends in more limited contexts--the first week Zach had known his roommate Mike he thought he was half brain dead, rarely saying more than a couple words to him, but after their senior smashing shot Mike would talk with Zach for hours into the night, telling him about the girls he was into, what he was hearing about the upcoming rush week parties, sports (even though Zach didn't give a shit about sports he didn't mind listening to people talk about them). They figured they saw enough of each other living in the same room so didn't hang out much outside of it.
And of course Dave, who Zach was banging 2-4 times a day. Zach had been having so much fun fucking Dave he hadn't even glanced
at Grindr or the cruising spots around campus since the first night he'd tried them both out.
All this socializing would've been absolutely overwhelming to Zach a week prior--he'd always been more of an introvert if you were being charitable, or a hermit if you weren't. But then Zach found socializing great when he could click a button and take as much time for himself as he needed. If anything he was careful not to get on anybody else's nerves as too social, and he thought he was doing a pretty good job.
It was Friday afternoon and Zach was having lunch with Sean and Sara. Zach's stomach was full of butterflies--today was the tryout for Our Town and Zach had probably spent 100 hours practicing. Sara wasn't looking much better than Zach was feeling.
"You guys are gonna be great," Sean said, chowing down on his burger, "nothing to worry about."
"Easy for you to say," Sara said as she pulled her script from her backpack to study it again. Zach almost wished he could look at his own script again, but the words were already burned in his mind from countless read throughs and all he could think about was the movements and tone and feelings he'd been practicing.
"And once you're done, we're celebrating," Sean said, "I got the vodka and sprite ready to go. Gonna have a good pregame before rush tonight." Sean had gotten Jake and Zach invited to the lambda chi rush event that night, while Sara was going to a tri delta event with Adriana, and it'd been all they could talk about the last couple days.
"Jesus, you guys are a wreck," Sean said in the face of Zach and Sara's stony silence, "Zach, you need to eat something dude, you look like you're about to puke."
Zach took a couple bites of some fries before pushing them away, "if I eat I am gonna puke," he said.
"You guys are ridiculous, you're gonna kill it. We'll finish up lunch, go to the library and you can rehearse in front of me for practice."
"No, I'm sorry but no, I have my system and I don't want to hear Zach do it and be way better or worse than me and make me doubt my own performance," Sara said not taking her eyes off her script before quickly adding, "no offense Zach."
"None taken," Zach said poking at his food, "but sure I'll take you up on that dude." Zach hadn't actually performed his rehearsal in front of anyone yet (not counting frozen people), and he figured it would actually be a good idea to try it out with a live audience.
Jake pulled up a chair with a big plate of food, "you guys need to start getting a base going or you're gonna be blackout by 8," he said as he started digging in.
"They're hysterical," Sean said, "she's about to set that piece of paper on fire with her laser eyes and this one's turning green."
"Come on, I mean what's the worst that could happen," Jake said, "you forget all the lines and horribly embarrass yourselves in front of everyone?"
"NOT HELPING!" Sara screamed as she grabbed her bag, stood up and power walked out the door.
Jake burst into giggles, "whoops," he said as he started stabbing his salad.
"Douche," Zach said, burying his face in his hands. That just made Jake giggle more.
"Speaking of cleaning out pussies," Jake said, "how the fuck didn't you tell us about your standing ovation?"
"I don't know what you're talking about," Zach said as he sucked up the last bit of his coke. His mind was in Grover's corners and he barely even registered what Jake was saying.
"What standing ovation?" Sean asked Jake, obviously desperate to finally have somebody willing to talk normally.
"Our little sex demon Zachy woke up half of jazz house with how good he was giving it to some senior boy Monday night." Jake said it carelessly, not even giving his words a second thought. Zach snapped to attention at them though, and he immediately met Sean's eyes. Sean looked somewhere between confused and angry.
"You're gay dude?" Sean asked coldly.
"Wait, did you not know?" Jake paused mid bite then he turned to Zach, "wait you haven't told him yet?"
"I--I've been meaning to, it just hasn't really come up--"
"Yeah, it's not like we've been hanging out for hours every day," Sean said bitterly.
Jake looked at Sean like he couldn't believe what he was hearing "What's your fucking problem dude?"
"Who's got a fucking problem, not like I give a shit what fags he's fucking."
It felt like a slap across the face. Zach could feel his eyes start to well as Sean looked at him like some stranger. Jake pushed himself out from the table and stood up looking down at Sean.
"You're fucking way out of line dude."
"You know what, fuck it," Sean said as he grabbed his backpack and stood up from the table, "why don't you guys talk about how out of line I am without me, I got shit I need to do."
"Wait, Sean I--" Zach stuttered out but Sean was halfway out the cafeteria.
Jake just stood there dumbstruck. Eventually he put a hand on Zach's shoulder and sat down next to him.
"Fuck dude. I can't believe him. And I'm so, so fucking sorry, if I'd known you hadn't told him--"
"You don't have anything to be sorry for," Zach said brusquely, "you're not the fucking asshole." Zach's voice was starting to break and he could feel tears coming, so with a quick "got to go" he quickly left Jake feeling like an asshole alone at the table.
As soon as Jake was outside he found a secluded corner and froze time. Then he cried a good long while.
Once the tears stopped coming Zach picked himself up and cleaned himself off and started walking. For awhile he tried to be angry at Sean, to hate him for being hateful, but whenever he thought of Sean he just felt an overwhelming sadness. So he decided instead he needed a distraction and made his way to Jazz house. He called Dave telling him he was outside.
"Alright I'll be right down, but we have to have a quickie I got class in half an hour," Dave said and about 30 seconds later was opening the front door for Zach. As soon as Zach was through the door Dave looked at him concerned, "Zach are you ok? You look like you've been crying."
Zach gave a bitter laugh, "that obvious huh," he heard some people in the common room nearby, "mind if we go to your room to talk?"
"Yeah sure," Dave said reassuringly as he took Zach's hand and led him back.
"What happened?" Dave asked as soon as the door was closed behind them, and Zach told him, starting to cry again when he got to the part where Sean called him a fag.
"Aw bud," Dave said rubbing Zach's back, "I know it fucking sucks and it's so not fair. Fuck him, you'll make plenty of better friends."
"I'd rather not talk about him any more," Zach said as he dried his eyes. Then he reached his hand over to Dave's thigh sitting next to him on the bed and then he felt Dave's hand on his face and then they were making out, grinding against each other on top of the sheets. Zach's hand started to explore under Dave's underwear to grip his tight tiny ass when Dave put a hand on Zach's chest and pulled away.
"We don't have time babe," Dave said pointing at the small analog clock on his nightstand, "I've got class in 10 minutes I already should've left." He pulled out of Zach's grip and stood up from the bed, "we can meet up after--"
"Wait," Zach said reaching into his pocket and pulling out the watch. "Hold my hand," Zach said extending his hand to Dave. "Just for a second," he said when Dave made a small protest. Dave took his hand and Zach clicked the watch.
"Now look at the time," Zach said.
"You mean the time I don't have," Dave said as he looked at the clock next to the bed. He looked at Zach confused, "what does your watch have like a mini emp that drains batteries?" Dave said looking at the stopped second hand, "I'm not sure the professor will take a broken clock as a valid absence."
"It's not broken," Zach said, "look out the window."
Dave gave Zach a puzzled look and then moved to the window to humor him. He went for a cursory glance outside but then his jaw dropped. Zach knew he was staring in amazement at the frozen students caught mid step.
"What did--how did you...?" Dave turned from the window to look at Zach who was smiling half laying in bed.
"Little bit of magic," Zach said twirling his watch on its chain, "we've got all the time in the world."
As if he couldn't believe his eyes Dave slowly walked back towards Zach and Zach took him in his arms as they started passionately making out. Dave's hands reached for Zach's shorts and unbuttoned them. He pulled Zachms shirt off his head as he worked his mouth down Zach's torso, licking and lightly biting and sucking as he worked relentlessly down to the massive dick tenting across Zach's lower thigh. As he kissed down Zach's treasure trail he pulled off Zach's shorts and let his dick bounce up to hit Zach's belly. Immediately Dave started licking and kissing the whole length of Zach's shaft, then he started sucking on the tip of his foreskin as his tongue plunged across the head of Zach's dick making Zach cry out from the sensitivity. Dave gripped Zach's balls and gently massaged them as he started slowly taking Zach's dick deep in his mouth and finally down his throat.
Then Dave fucked his own face on Zach's pole, taking him till Zach's balls rested on his chin. Dave repressed a gag which just made his throat feel even better on Zach's dick. Zach grabbed a fistful of Dave's hair and started pulling his head up and down on his dick, sometimes letting Him come off for air and just to lick his dick, sometimes holding him down balls deep till he was begging to come up for a breath. It didn't take long for Zach to feel his balls tighten and with a final thrust he started cumming down Zach's throat, but when he let go and kept cumming Dave pulled off enough that Zach filled his mouth with his thick massive load.
Dave crawled up Zach's body and brought his mouth to Zach's and they were making out and Dave was pushing Zach's own sweet delicious cum between their tongues. Then Zach grabbed Dave by the ass and flipped them around so he was on top. His dick was still rock hard and slick with Dave's saliva and his own cum, and when he found Dave's hole he slid in with little resistance, and he fucked Dave long and slow while they passed his cum between them. Finally he felt his legs twitch and his dick pulse as he came a second load deep inside him. Dave's legs wrapped around his body, pulling him in deeper and closer to him as he came and they continued making out.
Zach's dick rested inside Dave as they continued making out, till Dave pulled back his legs and rolled with Zach still inside him so that he was now on top, where he started slowly riding Zach's dick, his cum filled hole taking him easily to the hilt. Dave leaned back and got his feet underneath him so he could start riding Zach hard and fast, fucking himself so deep on Zach's huge pole that Zach could see the head of his dick pressing against Dave's lower abdomen. He road Zach like that for what felt like forever, till Zach felt Dave's sloppy hole grip around his dick and he saw Dave's smaller than average cock rock hard bouncing in front of him start blasting cum all over them both. This set Zach over the edge again, and he came a second huge load inside Dave, who planted himself balls deep on Zach's dick and collapsed against Zach's chest, his cum rubbing between them as Zach drifted off to sleep.
He awoke to the ringing, unmistakable ping of his pocket watch's front face swinging open. His eyes snapped open and he saw Dave naked across the room with Zach's watch in his hand. Zach quickly stood up, "what're you doing?" Zach asked him.
Dave flashed him a sinister grin, like he'd become an entirely different person, "I'm really sorry, babe, but I think I gotta steal your toy." Dave clicked the watch and looked surprised when nothing happened. Zach realized he'd just started time back up, and before he could freeze it again Zach leapt across the room and grappled Dave to the ground. They rolled across the room, and while Zach had a couple inches on Dave and the equivalent of a couple month's of strength training it was like Dave was possessed as he ferociously fought back and kept an iron grip on the watch.
They rolled across the room, crashing into Dave's desk and bookshelves. Zach distantly heard footsteps thunder up the stairs to the room they were trashing and heard somebody banging and yelling at the door as the two of them fought and Dave started screaming like a wild animal. Zach grabbed Dave's arm and smashed it against the ground, finally knocking the watch free from his hand. Zach grabbed it and tried to pull away from Dave but Dave pulled at his hair and started scratching at Zach's face and torso and arm, desperately reaching for the watch. Zach finally grappled Dave again and was able to slam his knee into Dave's balls, forcing him to reel away just as the door to the room was kicked in by one of Dave's housemates. Just as he burst into the room and Dave was picking himself off the ground to lunge at Zach again Zach's thumb found the button and pushed.
The room became silent. Zach's heart was pounding and he felt the adrenaline coursing through him as he took in the frozen scene before him. Dave looked like he was levitating in the air as he was caught mid leap, his face twisted in fury. A small crowd was gathered right behind the big dude who had kicked the door in, a look of shock and worry on all their faces.
"Fuck!" Zach yelled as he fell naked to the floor and let loose a horrible painful yell. It wasn't just the stinging pain of the scratches and bruises and cuts from his battle with Dave, it was the doubled feeling of betrayal, and growing every second to outpace all the rest the fear of the trap he now found himself in.
"What am I going to do?" Zach cried to the ceiling. If he started time back up Dave would lunge right back at him, and what if he got the watch before the bystanders could stop him? And if Zach moved then they would all see him basically teleport and then who knows what would happen, the government would torture him or something. Did he just need to run? Disappear without a trace and start life new somewhere else, damn the spectacle he'd leave behind?
He looked at the watch as he pondered his options. For all the damage the two gay boys had done to the shitty furniture in the college dorm the watch looked exactly as it always did. Zach let himself be drawn into the engravings like he often would, finding them calming as the smooth metal warmed to his touch. Then suddenly, as he had the first time he'd discovered the watch's powers, the engravings around the top button clarified into a simple triangular arrow, but rather than pointing down now it pointed up. Zach took the switch between his thumb and forefinger and pulled up, shocked as it pulled about a millimeter out of the case. Not that he should've been, that's how most watches work after all, but then Zach had never had to adjust the time, it was always perfect, down to the very second on the atomic clock apple synced their phones to.
Zach turned the knob clockwise but nothing happened, the face stayed frozen and unchanging. Then Zach turned the knob counterclockwise and the hand jumped backwards. Zach spun about a half hour back, and with a firm push clicked the knob back into the casing.
And then Zach was standing outside the door of Jazz house, clothed and red eyed as the door opened to Dave looking out at Zach with concern--"Zach, are you ok? You look like you've been crying. Quick, come inside," Dave said opening the door and gesturing for Zach to follow.
"I--I'm sorry I have to go," Zach said as he quickly turned on his heel and ran away, half sprinting back to campus.